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MTL - Okay, I Can’t Eat This-Chapter 95
Lin Xia's brows and eyes were clear and cold, and the pitiful wrinkle made her look very moving. Xie Chi was so heartbroken when she heard it, she couldn't help reaching out and gently rubbing Lin Xia's temples.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I don't want you to worry, and I can be patient." Lin Xia whispered.
Xie Chi was distressed, and the movements on his hands became more and more gentle: "If there is such a thing, you should tell me, don't endure it alone, okay? I will really worry about you like this."
"Okay." Lin Xia hooked her lips and smiled lightly: "I will tell you later."
Xie Chi let her lie down on his lap and massaged her seriously: "Be patient for a while, it will be fine soon, can I massage you every day?"
"Yeah." Lin Xia rested on Xie Chi's leg, her eyebrows curved: "Actually, as long as I stay with you, it won't hurt so much."
Xie Chi blushed subconsciously, and then coughed uncontrollably: "Am I any good medicine?"
Who would have known that Lin Xia actually said seriously: "Good medicine is bitter, but you are not bitter." Not only is it not bitter, but it is also sweet.
Xie Chi: Cough, cough, cough...
Lin Xia has found out. The more she shows weakness, the gentler Xie Chi's attitude towards her will be. Lin Xia relied on the fact that she is still a girl and looks light and thin, so she puts herself in Xie Chi's arms. Lisai said softly, "Achi, can you give me a hug? My head hurts again."
Xie Chi held her tightly in his arms, a little anxious: "There is no other way to relieve it, why don't I tell you a story?"
"When I was young, I often saw some strange things, and my mother didn't let me tell others, but I often couldn't sleep because of this, because there were always some strange things that would appear when I was sleeping. Stare at me secretly."
"Mom would tell stories to distract me."
"Okay." Lin Xia just wanted to stay in her arms. It would be an unexpected gain if he could hear Xie Chi tell her stories in a gentle voice.
Xie Chi smiled and started talking.
What she told was actually the kind of ordinary children's stories that only three or four-year-old children liked to listen to, but Lin Xia listened with relish.
Xie Chi talked very late, and the two fell asleep hugging each other. I don't know if it was because Lin Xia said that he was in pain, but Xie Chi didn't feel any discomfort while hugging her to sleep.
Just slept till dawn.
The next day, the two of them went out to play together. Xie Chi took special care of Lin Xia, probably because Lin Xia was already such a delicate existence in her heart.
Because of this, the two of them didn't play anything else, so they strolled around the place a little and saw the different scenery.
The main thing is to put the time to go out to the ghost market the night after tomorrow. The female ghost had already pointed the way in advance, but she did not go with the two of them. This is what Lin Xia meant.
She didn't want to go out at night with a light bulb by her side.
Some ghost markets are in the mountains and some are busy. The one they want to go to is built in the mountains. The ghost market officially opens at twelve o'clock at night. Xie Chi and Lin Xia entered the mountain a little earlier. It's not too early to come, and one after another, some ghosts have been seen, rushing over from all directions.
When the two of them arrived at their destination, just in time for the gate of the ghost market to open. Originally, the place seemed to be a mountain wall. After 12:00, the mountain wall was like a rippled water surface, blurred. After a while, a sheep intestine path suddenly appeared.
Those specious ghosts with different looks rushed into the path, Xie Chi and the two of them were still at ease and walked in slowly.
The ghost market has been developing for so many years, and it is not what it was at the beginning. Xie Chi remembered that a very famous painter painted a ghost market that he had seen with his own eyes a long time ago. Of course, no one believed that he had seen it with his own eyes.
At that time, in the ghost market, wine flags were still flying, and the people who came and went were dressed a bit like the ancients. something like that.
Some stalls sell things that are blood-stained and easy to harmonize.
In today’s ghost market, ordinary people might think it’s just a serious market. There are small shops on both sides of the road. Generally, you can recognize what the shop sells by looking at the signs.
There are places to eat, places to sell clothes, and, of course, some places to sell materials and instruments. There are instruments that ghosts can use, but they are called vaginal instruments.
With the opening of the ghost market, the originally dark shops turned on their lights.
So the whole ghost city was lively.
Of course, there are more little ghosts who can't afford shops and can only set up stalls on the roadside. They are no different from ordinary people. They roll up the things they want to sell and find a place to squat, spread out the stalls, and then Start selling.
"If you pass by, take a look. Bachengxin Banana Plus. My family just cooked it for me not long ago. I don't like this brand. If you like it, you can come and have a look."
"Providing tailoring services, you can bring your own fabrics, and also sell ready-to-wear. The ghost is 600 years old, and the craftsmanship is excellent. The old man is innocent."
"Sell the urns! The newest urns will make you sleep bright and comfortable! It's also very nice to take them out! Anyone who is interested can come and have a look."
"Are you still worried about not being able to find a daughter-in-law when you are single? Are you still uncomfortable because you have no wife, be a ghost, and have no wife? Our shop accepts personal customization! Customers can also provide their own pictures, and celebrities will also accept the same style. Immediately place an order to enjoy a 50% discount, and take your favorite wife home!"
When Xie Chi heard the last one, his expression was still a little weird. He looked at it subconsciously and found that it was a paper figurine seller. After many people died, their family would also burn some paper figurines for them. I hope they will come here. There is also someone to take care of while underground.
In addition to servants and bearers, there have been some people in recent years... ahem, they're filthy anyway.
You think about how reluctant female stars are, it's like those stars who found themselves in some kind of love action movie by AI, or something inflated.
Thinking about it makes me sick.
After Xie Chi walked over, he lowered his head and looked, and it really looked like everything. The stall owner looked at it and saw a woman, thinking that Xie Chi had a special hobby, coughed and said, "Male I can do it too."
Xie Chi also saw a familiar face, the heroine of the crew whom she had seen not long ago, she was speechless: "Have you asked others to agree?"
As soon as the stall owner heard that he wasn't here to buy something, he started to act like a rogue: "I'm a ghost, she's a living person, how can I go to someone for copyright? Besides, aren't everyone doing it?"
This is what happens when people are shameless.
Xie Chi wasn't ready to reason with it, so he slammed the Demon Slayer Sword: "What did you say?"
stall owner: …
"Ghost... Ghost City can't fight."
"I remember what you look like." Xie Chi said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't fight in the ghost market. After you leave this place, no one should be able to see it, right?"
The stall owner was so frightened that tears came out: "I... I won't die for this sin, right?"
"Then I'll be beaten to death."
It almost knelt there on the spot, and quickly said that it would close the stall and not sell it, and would definitely compensate those female stars and male stars whose reputations were hurt by it.
"You're a ghost, you can't get them to compensate, I'll just let them out." Xie Chi said faintly.
stall owner:!
"I... can't I convert the money into reality and give them to them?" The male ghost cried twice: "Are you sure the compensation will be in place?"
Xie Chi raised his eyelids, and finally agreed to let it do that. After all, to forgive it, the victim has to come, and others can't make decisions.
"Give me your birth date."
The male ghost wanted to be a little clever, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the yin qi in Lin Xia's body that was so strong that it was about to twist. He quietly retracted his head again, and honestly reported his real birthday.
Xie Chi only let it go, and continued to visit the ghost market with Lin Xia. Although there are always some people who have to commit crimes, whether they are people or ghosts, most of them are still good.
And the ghost market is really interesting. There are many ghosts selling antiques there.
Because many ghosts died very early, and the things they used at that time are antiques now. Most of these stalls are sold to people. There are many strangers like Xie Chi who come to the ghost market. Amoy things.
Among them, there are inevitably those who like antiques, and may visit their stalls or something.
Xie Chi himself doesn't like any antiques, but remembering that Lin Xia used to be a rich man, maybe he liked these things, so he asked her, "Are you interested in antiques? We can buy some if you are interested."
"No." Lin Xia shook his head.
The two of them continued to stroll, and from a distance they could see a stage set up there doing acrobatics, singing, dancing and so on.
Among them, there are ghosts who claim to be the descendants of Aunt Gongsun. They play swords there. No one knows if they are the descendants of Aunt Gongsun. Anyway, the sword dance is still very beautiful.
Xie Chi also saw his new younger brother. I don't know who he was with. He was singing a Beijing opera on stage. Applauding while throwing coins on the stage.
If nothing else, this place is lively.
When Xie Chi was sighing there, Lin Xia suddenly said: "There are a lot of ghosts and ghosts, it's easy to crowd out."
"Huh?" Xie Chi naturally stretched out his hand to hold her: "This way, we won't be separated."