[Liao Zhai] I live in Lanruo Temple

The newly established ghost market, at most, only targets ghosts in the Jinhua area, not as crowded and all-encompassing as the long-established Rakshahai City.

But the throwing continued until an hour before sunrise.

By the time they left, the ghosts still had something to say.On the way home with a full load, they chattered about today's harvest and expressed their expectations for the ghost market next month.

Liu Qingyu didn't have their energy, went shopping for a while, and went back to the room with Mu Yunxing early after meeting Ma Yi for more than half an hour, and fell asleep full of doubts about Ma Yi.

As for Ma Yi, in order to avoid Liu Qingyu, he left the ghost market earlier than the latter.

After hastily picking out two herbs that dispelled yin and made it easier to conceive, he bid farewell to his uncle who was a ghost, and disappeared into the ghost market with a sullen face as if there was something scary behind him.

Returning home quietly, Ma Yi entered his wife's sleeping place, and the next scene that shouldn't happen to human beings appeared.

I saw the tall body of Ma Yi's adult man shrinking to half an arm's height in the blink of an eye.

That's not enough.

The shrunken Ma Yi's flesh and blood turned into clay, becoming a real clay sculpture.

The clay sculpture floated onto the table, standing motionless on the table, with vivid eyes.Although, because of the material and workmanship, the surface of its body looks quite rough.

This is probably why Liu Qingyu could not detect the human breath that a living person should have from Ma Yi, but could smell the smell of mud instead.

The co-author, Ma Yizao, was no longer the human horse shopkeeper that Liu Qingyu was familiar with, but a clay puppet made of clay.

However, in such a situation, it is not very accurate to simply say that the earth puppet becomes a spirit.

There is no other reason, only because the soul of Ma Yi himself lives in this clay shell.

Liu Qingyu may not have known it just after returning to Jinhua, but Ma Yi had actually been dead for a long time, and the date was not long before he left for Hangzhou.

After the loss of her husband, Ma Yi's wife, Wang Shi, was unwilling to remarry, so she hired a clay craftsman to specially mold a small clay puppet in the image of her husband.

When eating on weekdays, Wang put her husband's clay puppet opposite her, and prepared bowls and chopsticks for two to serve on the table.Even when she went to bed, she would lie on the same couch with the puppet in her arms, as if Ma Yi was still alive in everything.

Hearing his actions, feeling his affection.

In addition, Mrs. Wang was alone to serve Ma Yi's old mother as a filial piety, but she had no children by her side, and she feared that the rest of her life would be hard and difficult.

Therefore, Ma Yi, who was going to reincarnate, obtained the consent of the King of Hades, and returned to the mortal world to give Wang a child.

In addition, the King of Hades authorized Ma Yi's uncle who works for the people in the underworld, that is, the ghost relative who took Ma Yi to grandma's ghost market at night, to accompany him to the surface.

Since then, Ma Yi has enshrined his soul in his wife's special earthen doll, and keeps the couple's affairs away from outsiders every day and night.Tonight, Ma Yi went out to select medicinal materials for Wang Shi, which was an exception, and that's why he ran into Liu Qingyu.

It was night, and Ma Yi remained in the form of a clay puppet until dawn the next day.

His wife, Wang, got up, and the clay puppet on the table seemed to have just woken up. It stretched humanly and jumped to the ground, growing to a height of eight feet.

Mrs. Wang was no stranger to the scene in front of her, and she was used to calling Mr. Ma Yi.

Pointing to the two packs of herbs on the table, Ma Yi said: "The deadline given by Lord Yan is coming soon, but your stomach has not moved. So last night, I went to the Jinhua ghost market with my uncle to buy some medicines for strengthening the body. Wait Cook it all at once, and you cook it."

Wang responded with a smile, and noticed that her husband's eyes were not as bright as before, and asked with concern and confusion: "Did something happen last night? You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Ma Yi knocked his aching head, sighed, and explained: "It's my bad luck. I was blocked by a former classmate in the ghost city, and I almost exposed my identity. It's okay." I was quick to react and run fast."

Up to now, Ma Yi still can't figure out why Liu Qingyu appeared in the ghost market.

"You came up to impregnate me with the permission of the lord of the underworld. It's justified. You didn't commit murder and arson. Why are you afraid of it? Is there anything invisible?"

Mrs. Wang couldn't figure it out, she took a look at her husband, and said again: "Besides, since that gentleman dared to enter the ghost market in the middle of the night, it can be seen that he is not a coward who is jealous of ghosts and gods like beasts and floods. You stand upright In front of him, tell him the truth, why run away like a thief?"

Ma Yi understands the truth, but conditions do not allow him to do that.

With a melancholy expression on his face, he said in a deep voice: "You don't know something. Before I came to the world of heaven, Lord Yan once told me that I can only let my mother and you know of my existence. You must never show yourself in front of outsiders and contact them. So as not to destroy the order of yin and yang, and kill unnecessary people.”

After hearing the reason, Mrs. Wang suddenly realized. "Fortunately, there was no danger, otherwise I would have violated the order of Lord Yan."

As she spoke, she glanced around, but she didn't see the ghost of her uncle, feeling a little strange in her heart.One must know that as soon as the door is opened at this time, Wang can see the other party standing at the door like a guard.However, the door was opened for a long time today, but there was no trace of him.

Reasonably, Wang asked about Uncle Ghost's movements. "Why don't you see Uncle?"

Ma Yi calmed down the nerves that were too tense last night, and answered casually: "On the way back last night, an old ghost who was acquainted with my uncle invited him to drink. I think it was because he drank too late at night and delayed the time to go home. It's okay, just wait until the old man will return."

Mrs. Wang nodded when she heard the words, and went out to the kitchen with the medicinal materials bought by Ma Yi, and started cooking porridge.

On the other hand, Liu Qingyu mentioned by Ma Yi slept until the sun was high because of rare free time.

Although he cared about Ma Yi's strange situation, he didn't have the habit of investigating other people's privacy for no reason to satisfy his own curiosity.

Moreover, while Liu Qingyu was busy dealing with the "struggle" between Mu Yunxing and her grandmother, she had to accept Wang Nan's invitation every day to accompany Wang, Gu, and Feng, a poor man who had no chance to go to Hangzhou, to eat and drink Just chatting, I don't have much time to continue thinking about Ma Yi.

So soon, Liu Qingyu left Ma Yi behind and stopped paying attention.

Maybe it's the arrangement of fate, or it's God's deliberate trick.When she was temporarily forgotten, Liu Qingyu had an accidental intersection with Ma Yi again.

It was an unusual day, with fine snow falling in the sky.

A little piece, do not have a kind of gentle beauty.

Liu Qingyu was dragged by Wang Nan to Wang's Biezhuang to watch the plum blossoms and enjoy the snow, when a burst of women's cries rushed over, accompanied by rude curses from men.

When ordinary people encounter such movements, they will follow the sound and take a look without thinking too much.

Especially when surrounded by a group of curious friends, Liu Qingyu didn't try to go there, but in the end she had to be dragged away by them one by one.