"Hey, little ghost..."
Chen Xu stood among the bustling crowd of ghosts, and heard a startled inquiry in his ear.
He quickly glanced around.
He saw the sky was dim yellow, and amidst the hazy mist, this Ghost Market seemed to be set up on a huge square.
Stalls were arranged in rows, with all kinds of strange and odd ghostly creatures bargaining, shouting back and forth, laughing and cursing.
Thanks to his superior height now exceeding two meters, Chen Xu had a vantage point and could take in most of the stalls at a glance.
He was utterly amazed.
With just one glance, he saw famished ghosts with limbs like bare bones but bellies large as bushels;
Water ghosts covered in water plants, dripping wet all over;
Long-haired ghosts with blue and red hair covering their legs, feet, and faces, looking like wild men;
Ghosts as thin as paper, looking like a flat human skin...
All sorts, strange and bizarre.
