At this moment, the market was still bustling and the lights were still brilliant, but it already made people feel that the whole city was cast in a creepy and gloomy color.

At this time, the owner of the money turned around and smiled cheekily at Zhiqiu Yiye.

Zhiqiu Yiye's shoulders shook slightly.

It's not that he is timid, it's just that this atmosphere makes him feel a little cold.

Especially the smile on that person's face.

Stiff face, exaggerated and exaggerated arcs.

He didn't know if dead people could laugh, but if they could, they would probably look like that person.

The man showed a smile that made people feel cold, but ignored the others, walked over, picked up the money, and left straight away.

"Would you like to buy some candies for us to eat?"

After the man left, the hawker who traded with him also turned his face, showing the same cold smile, with a stiff face and an exaggerated arc, just like the previous man.

He was holding a straw stick in his hand, with candy figures stuck on it, and alluring candy colors. Except that his straw stick was a bit taller and bigger, it was no different from the costumes of the candy figures vendors in the marketplace in the underworld.

.

"Sugar Man?"

Kong Kong, who was originally a little bored, suddenly lit up when he heard these two words.

He raised his little head and looked at Chen Yi, his little face full of desire.

"..."

Chen Yi couldn't help but a violent shock hit him on the head: "Please see clearly, what is that candy man?"

"Senior brother, I have eaten candy in vain!"

Kongkong frowned, taking Chen Yi's words as a provocation, but he underestimated the knowledge of his little master Kongkong.

But he still looked at the straw stick in the vendor's hand.

At first glance, he is definitely a candy man.

The two eyes look like candy... That's right!

Really a sugar “person”!

The ones stuck on it turned out to be "people" wrapped in sugar shells!

A real person!

A person whose body was penetrated by sticks and wrapped in a layer of colorful sugar coating...

The tragic and twisted despair and pain still remained on his face.

Kongkong's little face, which had been wrinkled with dissatisfaction just now, suddenly turned pale.

The beloved pacifier he was holding in his mouth spit out, as if a foreign object was stuck in his throat, and he retched several times.

"Ugh~ ugh!"

Seeing this, Zhiqiu Yiye, who had not noticed it at first, looked at the candy man curiously, and then his stomach started to churn...

Yan Chixia next to them actually discovered it earlier than they realized, and her face looked pretty bad too.

Not only are these so-called "candy people", there are several fruit vendors nearby. The red and white fruits in the pile are heads covered with plasma and brains...

The guy who sells fried snacks is fried with human hands and feet...

At the tea stall, they drink human blood white syrup...

In short, all the food in this bustling market seems to be related to "people"...

"No, no, no!"

Zhiqiu Yiye finally suppressed the sour feeling in his stomach and waved his hands at the candy vendor, avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion.

Yan Chixia was secretly on guard, fearing that she and her entourage would alert this strange "person" in the city and lead to an uproar.

But when the vendor saw this, he just showed an expression of regret that was so exaggerated that it seemed false. He shook his head, turned around stiffly, and continued to sell on the street.

A few people then saw with their own eyes that several more "people" bought "candy people" and put them in their mouths, biting them so loudly that they made a clicking sound and their mouths were dyed red.

There were two "children" among them, and the innocence and satisfaction of eating "candy people" made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"What exactly is this place..."

Yan Chixia couldn't help but turn her head away.

Chen Yi's will is firm now. It's a little early to say that he is immortal.

But it was impossible to scare him with this little battle.

But it's true that it's always a bit disgusting...

Hearing this, he simply shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know, even if I'm not a monk, but the street is full of 'people', so just find one and ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped a "person" walking on the street.

With a smile on his face, he said: "I'm sorry, little monk, but can the donor tell me where this place is?"

Judging from the appearance of the man, he was a middle-aged man with a short beard. He was wearing a satin shirt and many gold and jade crowns. He should be a very wealthy man.

But he had a dull face and looked very stiff.

Being stopped by Chen Yi, a strange smile appeared on his stiff face, seemingly reluctantly: "Here... of course..."

"It's a waste of time to die for the city..."

"Death city in vain?!"

Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but screamed.

It attracted the attention of many "people" on the street.

Under those dark and gloomy eyes, Zhiqiu Yiye swallowed his saliva and shuddered a few times.

"yes……"

"The smell of strangers..."

Several "people" on the road suddenly shrugged their noses and shouted. Listening to the voice, they were a little surprised.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhiqiu Yiye always feels that there is something... coveted in this surprise!

"So, the donor is already dead?"

Chen Yi was not nervous at all, he remained calm and composed, as if nothing happened, and asked about the wealthy middle-aged man.

"..."

When the wealthy middle-aged man heard this, his stiff face showed a bit of confusion.

After a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a hint of surprise: "Yes... I'm already dead..."

"Since this city is a waste of time, then the donor is thinking of coming here, is it a waste of time?"

Chen Yi asked with great interest.

In addition to doubts, Yan Chixia and others also felt a little strange in their hearts.

This conversation...

Why is it so awkward?

"Death in vain...?"

The wealthy middle-aged man was like a person with Alzheimer's disease. Except for asking where this place was before, he had to think for a long time every time he asked.

I wonder if it’s because what Chen Yi asked happened during his lifetime.

"Yes..."

"I am a wealthy man from the county, and I was entertaining guests at home one day..."

"But suddenly a group of bandits broke in and killed people as soon as they arrived. Each of my guests was stabbed by them, and I myself was beheaded by them..."

"Gudong!"

As the wealthy middle-aged man spoke, the head on his neck suddenly fell off without any warning!

It made a crisp sound when it hit the ground, and it purred out.

Blood spurted out from Kong Kong's neck.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hands and kept groping: "Where did my head go... Where did my head go..."

"..."

Zhiqiu Yiye jumped up and stayed away, fearing that he would be splashed with blood sprayed from his neck.

He felt like he was about to cry...

He would rather fight a hundred demons for three hundred rounds than face this scene.

Kong Kongye had a pale face and leaned against Chen Yi's legs, holding his cassock tightly with a pair of small hands.

"Your head is here, take it!"

Although Yan Chixia's face twitched, he saw that the "people" on the street seemed to be a little commotion because the head of a wealthy middle-aged man had fallen off. He was afraid of causing any trouble, so he endured his disgust and picked up the head and stuffed it.
Chapter completed!