Text Volume Chapter 93: Ghost Street Legend

So Qin Guan's butt became one of the top ten unsolved mysteries of the 98-level accounting department of the University of Finance and Economics, leaving an infinite legend...

Under heavy pressure, Qin Guanding finished the class and waited in the dormitory with Wang Lei early. Because Ye Dong is going to fulfill his confession tonight.

It is said that there are more and more new members on the confession. He first cheated Qin Guan and Wang Lei in the reception of freshmen, and then provoked Mu Lejiang and Li Jie without a long memory.

Ye Dong made a big connection among the clubs, saying that in response to the school's call, after the military training of freshmen, he would organize a new recruiting activity for the financial clubs in the school, and handed over the task of notifying the clubs to participate. Li Jie and Muller will.

Who made these two, one is the leader of the ballroom dancing club, and the other is the backbone of the camping club? If the existing resources are not used, then he is not Ye Dong.

So under the threat of General Mu Le and Li Jie, two more names were added to the confession, leaving Liu Xiaoyang alone in the dormitory.

Out of the spirit of friendship to his classmates, he couldn't be cruelly left behind and let Liu Xiaoyang look after the dormitory alone, right? So after everyone discussed it, it turned into Ye Dong asking everyone in the dormitory to have a rubbing meal together.

After all the students got out of class, everyone set off towards Guijie after gathering.

Gui (Guǐ) Street is located in Dongzhimen, the west section of Dongzhimen Overpass on the Second Ring Road. There are many embassies around it, which also makes it easy for foreign tourists and staff working in Beijing to taste authentic Chinese cuisine.

Every year, Guijie Street generates tens of millions of yuan in profits from foreign guests. There are more than 100 restaurants on this one-kilometer-long street. The density is so high that it may be difficult to find a second one in Beijing.

Therefore, Guijie Street is also known as the catering street in the capital.

When Qin Guan and his party got out of the Dongzhimen Subway, the sky was already full of stars, and the street lamps were shining brightly. Only when they were in Guijie Street could they understand how lively it was.

Rows of restaurants, with neon signboards shining all over the street, a few people were dazzled by the sight, and didn't know which one to choose for dinner.

At this time, Liu Xiaoyang, who is a native of the old capital, stood up. He proudly pointed out a restaurant to everyone, and introduced it to everyone: "It must be Xiaolin Hot Pot Restaurant."

Everyone looked at Liu Xiaoyang in unison, waiting for his explanation. He proudly led everyone inside and introduced to everyone: "If you want to know why I recommend this store, you must know the history of this street. Do you know what Guijie Street used to be?"

"Speaking of which, the capital has been a very well-behaved city since my old life. Not only the people, but this city is also very well-behaved."

"You say that the city is a dead object. How does it obey the rules? You are ignorant. It is said that since the Qing Dynasty, the imperial court sent troops to go through Deshengmen, executed prisoners through Xuanwumen, and Dongzhimen was specially used to transport timber to Beijing. Follow the rules!"

"Why does Dongzhimen need to transport timber? It turns out that there is an endless cemetery outside the city opposite here. What is the purpose of transporting timber? To make a coffin!"

When several people heard this, Qiqi's hairs stood on end, feeling that the street was getting chilly.

The more Liu Xiaoyang talked, the more excited he became, and the spitting stars flew all over the place.

"What kind of expressions do you have? Where are you going? Listen to me."

"The original morning market was naturally formed inside the Dongzhi City Gate. The hawkers selling miscellaneous vegetables and fruits here only started to hawk in the middle of the night, and scattered in all directions at dawn."

"These peddlers used kerosene lamps to light up, and the lights looked dim from a distance. In addition, there are coffin shops and bar rooms everywhere around (bar rooms are old shops that rent out funeral equipment and provide manpower, drums, etc.), which is very impressive. It's a creepy feeling. That's why it's called a "ghost market."

The more Liu Xiaoyang spoke, the deeper his voice became, several people had followed Liu Xiaoyang into the lobby of Xiaolin Hot Pot, found a table in the back and sat down.

The seats by the window here cannot share the light of the hall, and the lighting is entirely dependent on the neon lights coming from the windows on the street. A few beams of dim light hit Liu Xiaoyang's pretendingly mysterious face, making everyone feel constipated .

It's not scary at all, okay, don't be a fool, just keep talking!

Liu Xiaoyang felt that the atmosphere was enough, and continued: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, this place will naturally be developed, and the graves have been bulldozed."

"The strange thing is that after the market tide started, many merchants and shops on both sides of Dongzhimen Street began to conduct various businesses, but almost all of them lost the coffin of the shop owner."

"Hehehehe...Even the only state-run department store has to close down. The evil here is very puzzling."

Liu Xiaoyang directly changed from the history of food to the introduction of folk customs, and now he has transformed into legends of ghosts and ghosts. How did this style of painting change faster and faster?

He continued to say inscrutablely: "Afterwards, people discovered that only by opening restaurants on this street can the business be successful, and there are almost no people patronizing the restaurants here during the day, but at night, they are full of people, and there is a lot of traffic and another scene of prosperity." ...hehehehe."

Your smile is really scary, you know that? Can a living person have a good laugh, Qin Guan was so anxious, he rolled Liu Xiaoyang's leg under the table, and urged: "Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, keep talking!"

Liu Xiaoyang gave an inscrutable smile, waved his hand to call the waiter over, and shouted, "Order!"

Several people were startled by this roar, their eyes widened with anger, and they attacked Liu Xiaoyang: "Do you know that people are scary, scary to death! You hurry up and continue talking!"

Several people were scratching their heads and ears, Liu Xiaoyang took the menu in a calm manner, and continued talking about the above.

"As for Dongzhimen, is it like the local old people said that at night, all ghosts go to the city to eat and form such a prosperous scene? No one can explain it."

"But the people around here are all old citizens of Sijiu City. They have been born and raised for so many years. What are they afraid of? Clothes have been stripped from the graves of the dead, and sacrifices have been turned over in the mass graves of the old days. A bit of evil will not frighten them at all."

"Because of the formation of the hot market at night, Ghost Street has become a household name in the capital. Of course, many people have also seen the huge business opportunities here. Small people, moving here with their families, can set up a shed and set up a food stall. The street gets busier at night."

When Liu Xiaoyang said this, he lowered his voice and said to everyone: "It turns out that the situation in this area is too outrageous. The extra food stalls have blocked the road."

"The Dongcheng district government took a look at it and said, this is not acceptable. It will affect the city's appearance and municipal administration. It must be taken care of. At night, the city management officers will be dispatched."