Chapter 2038: Chapter 1998: Visiting the Ghost Market Again

Ye Qiu drove towards the outskirts, arriving at that site of deserted buildings, though it had been cleared a few months ago.

All the weeds and such had been completely removed.

Unexpectedly, over the months, it seemed even more silent here.

This deathly silence really makes no one dare to come here.

Ye Qiu stopped the car, turned off the engine and headlights, making the area even quieter.

A long time ago, this place used to be the Pit of Thousand.

And then, it turned into the Ghost Market.

The so-called Ghost Market is actually quite similar to the lively activities of people during the day; it’s just that this Ghost Market involves unseen spirits at work.

All of this quiets down.

Ye Qiu didn’t even get out of the car, just stayed there.

Checking the time, it was already past midnight, which many see as the peak of activity, but Ye Qiu sees midnight as the time for these unclean things to come to life.

It’s still September, Jinling City is quite hot due to the urban heat effect.

But it’s different in Jinling’s outskirts, especially in this place; when the car window was opened, the breeze blew in comfortably.

Ye Qiu sat in the driver’s seat, squinting his eyes.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Ye Qiu suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside.

Surprisingly, he saw many people moving around.

Ordinary people would definitely not be able to distinguish, thinking that everyone here is real.

In fact, they are not.

These are just activities of entities similar to paper people.

Of course, these are what ordinary people consider to be spirits.

Ye Qiu didn’t expect them to appear at this time.

Checking the time, it was exactly 2:30 a.m.

Ye Qiu got out of the car.

Walking over, he saw many people selling things at the Ghost Market.

In fact, it was just like daytime vendors setting up stalls to sell things.

Some were selling clothes.

These clothes were the ones living people burned for the deceased, looking extremely bright and beautiful, but in fact, they were paper clothes.

There were also all sorts of other things being sold, including even mobile phones.

As for the trade currency, it was surely Joss Paper.

Just that, it seems that people nowadays are burning more and more money, with a bill of a hundred billion possible; could this lead to problems in the underground economy?

"Sir, would you like to buy anything?" A young girl-like female looked at Ye Qiu as he was walking and asked.

She was selling those red cloth shoes that young girls before the Republic of China wore.

The front was very pointed, possibly only fitting feet wrapped tightly.

"I don’t have money."

Ye Qiu wouldn’t have brought the ghost money here.

Upon hearing that Ye Qiu didn’t have money, the young girl seemed very disappointed.

Continuing forward, Ye Qiu found a stand with the word ’gamble’, and upon entering, saw many eccentrically dressed men and women gambling inside.

This gambling was somewhat similar to and yet different from present-day gambling.

Ye Qiu saw them betting on size, usually above a million.

These Joss Papers truly seemed worthless.

After a few bets, it amounted to tens of millions.

Ye Qiu walked through the gambling booth, observed, and upon leaving, even discovered a brothel.

Previously, Ye Qiu had only found the underground Crystal Palace, which was actually a crystalline coffin set up by that Lai master. However, that master and disciple had already died in a car crash.

Yet, the nine coffins of the Crystal Palace were still buried underground, turning into residences for the most powerful below.

Looking at these Crystal Palaces below, if Ye Qiu hadn’t remembered they were coffins, he truly wouldn’t have expected them to become this.

However, Ye Qiu wanted to enter the Crystal Palace, but couldn’t get in; there were guards outside, mainly little ghosts keeping watch.

This Underground Ghost Market was fearfully enormous, similar to East Sea City; turning around all day couldn’t encompass it.

What’s available above was available below.

Even what’s not above could be found below.

Ultimately, the underground realm seemed to embody something peculiar, spanning ancient to modern times.

A few days ago, Su Luoluo’s grandfather, Mr. Su suddenly had an incident. From Luoluo, Ye Qiu learned he had brought people to check how to deal with the deserted buildings.

Unexpectedly, an incident happened upon returning. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Ye Qiu felt ordinary people wouldn’t encounter trouble for no reason; clearly, Luoluo’s grandfather must have seen some unclean thing to cause such.

Now this ghostly place turned even more bustling than before.

The Su Family wants to clear all these unclean entities and build new residential communities.

Ye Qiu felt it was really quite challenging.

With his current strength at the Foundation Establishment Stage, compared to the Qi Refinement Realm, the spirits in Qi Refining could sense his human aura.

But now he seemed almost like the spirits, naturally being seen as one of them.

Here, thousands upon thousands of spirits.

All remained over the years, and due to this unique place, couldn’t easily reincarnate, staying behind.

Finding a place to sit, Ye Qiu was quite tired after strolling such a long time.

"Master, would you like to drink something?" A girl’s voice arrived.

Looking over, Ye Qiu saw a stunning lady, almost like Cao Ling, slowly approach, wearing a cheongsam.

Yet, in reality, it was just a paper figure, instantly making Ye Qiu feel somewhat nauseous.

"I’m just sitting for a bit, not drinking." Ye Qiu replied.

"Why not listen to some tunes? My lady here is the star performer."

Star performer?

Wasn’t that merely a spirit’s paper figure?

"Anything worth hearing?"

"Apart from selling skills not bodies, our lady excels in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting."

"So capable?" Ye Qiu asked.

After all, absorbing so much Soul Consciousness about ancient music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Ye Qiu was quite skilled; probably no modern person could compare to him.

But these seemed out of fashion, mainly influenced by Western culture.

"Truly, sir."

"But still, I have no money." Ye Qiu said.

"No money, then I can’t help either." The young girl replied.

Ye Qiu sat there, watching shadows move under red lanterns outside.

Ye Qiu began wondering if these spirits were aware of their identities or completely oblivious that they had already died?

Suddenly, Ye Qiu heard piano music playing inside, along with a tune of "Beauty Yu."

It came from upstairs, Ye Qiu listened clearly, and many spirits stopped outside, staying to listen.