My father would like to find a new location for selling things because the old one is smaller. So I hurriedly helped find a new location. Right now I really feel like slapping myself on the head. If it weren't for my lust, I wouldn't have to sell at the midnight market… Here during the daytime it looks normal. It's nothing scary. It would even be nice to live in if it weren't for this crazy thing.

A loud noise came from the classroom after Odd announced the end of class time.

After school is the golden time for the restaurant in front of the school to prepare for hungry crowds for about a week. A small handful of parents asked to buy some Tokyo snacks. The chatter of teenagers Overall, it is a normal picture of student life. Siriwetpanya School

But for me, it's not at all. My name is Nop. I'm a 14 year old boy. I had to resign to help my parents sell things. With a habit of not wanting to learn and being busy but creating problems. So my parents made me resign when I was 10 years old to help out instead of having to pay money to send my child to be a child to create heroic deeds. My mother used to sell things in front of the school. Sometimes, if you're lucky, you'll be able to rent a place in the market for a day or two.

One day, after the sale was finished, My father, who was reading the newspaper, asked me to help him find a market far from the house and to help me sell, giving reasons. Around this time, his mother had begun to sell alone because the number of students was starting to decrease and there were strange things happening at the school, so his father was "worried about me" and didn't want me to come stay and help sell until late at night.

At first, I thought about objecting, but after thinking about it, I realized that it was close to the area. There was a very beautiful woman at the midnight market, so he quickly agreed with lust. Father then took out a piece of paper and told him to go find Uncle Chai near the hut behind the school tomorrow evening. Then he began to write a message on the paper.

I haven't seen Uncle Chai for over 2 years and when I asked my father, he said he was busy with work and therefore unavailable. When I asked the mothers, they said that Uncle was sick and was afraid that I would catch the disease. Ask anyone and they'll answer differently. I plan to take this opportunity to ask Uncle Chai himself. When I was a child, I liked to go play with him often. Uncle Chai always took me on trips. Even though the situation at home between me and my uncle is not very different. But my uncle liked me more than my own parents.

When the time came, I picked up the paper that Father had placed on the table, then hurriedly walked towards Uncle Chai's hut. Even though it was evening, some chickens still crowed. The atmosphere around the school was still as strange as ever. Inside the school there was periodic fog that was not very thick but enough to make it impossible to see inside the building.

I had only been studying at this school for 4 years when my father took me out and I was only 10 years old. Throughout the time I was studying there were some ghost stories but I didn't really believe in anything because I didn't. I met him and lived my life like a hot-headed child.

I hurriedly walked past the front of the school until I reached the back of the school and came across a small hut located near a field of grass. Beside the hut stood a tall man. He was wearing brown shorts and a white shirt.

From my memory, Uncle Chai's face looked much duller and he had dark circles under his eyes. Her mustache was unkempt and her hair was very long. If you looked at her from behind, you'd think she was a woman.

Uncle Chai waved his hand at me before running over to hug me and play with me. “What do you say, dear nephew? I haven't seen you in two years. How have you been? It's a lot harder for you.” No matter how much Uncle's appearance has changed, I still miss Uncle Chai but I want to keep his bad boy look. came down from uncle's hand

“Uncle Chaiha, I came to see you as Father ordered. Dad told me to give this paper to Uncle.”

“Is it about the market, grandson?”

“Yes,” I said, pulling out a piece of paper from my blue pants. The paper was quite crumpled because I hurriedly put it away so I could come see Uncle quickly. The lust of a 14 year old is truly intense.

“Let me take a look.” Uncle Chai took the paper out of my hand before a wide smile appeared on his face. I haven't read what the paper says yet, so I'm curious. "Uncle, what's wrong with the paper?"

Uncle looked at me before looking at the paper again. His expression was still beaming. Uncle Chai's smile stretched from ear to ear. If it were anyone else, they would probably think it was a ghost. But for me, it's extremely normal because in our house each man has a wide mouth. Even when my father smiled widely.

“Doctor, are you going to the midnight market with me?” Uncle Chai asked me before folding the paper and putting it in his pocket. “Is that what the paper says, uncle?” I made a confused face.

“Oh, that's right,” Uncle Chai pointed to the hut, “You go wait in the hut first. I'll go cook something to eat.” Uncle Chai arranged a futon bed for me before leaving the hut. “So, do you want any water?” Uncle Chai opened the door and poked his head out slightly. “Is there any orange juice?” Uncle Chai nodded before closing the door and walking out.

Uncle Chai's hut doesn't look luxurious..it's just a hut. I wasn't sleepy yet, so I sat and played with old toys that Uncle Chai had bought for me. I couldn't believe that Uncle Chai was still keeping it after 2 years. My nose was stuffed and I could smell the smoke. When walking to find I haven't seen any equipment for cooking, not even a sack of rice.

The more I thought about it, the more suspicious I became, so I waited instead. I haven't eaten food made by Uncle Chai in 2 years. I really want to know if the cooking will be the same, better or something.

Nop

Nop………..hey..

Nop!

"Dammit Nop, you're awake!" "Huh!" I woke up startled. Met Uncle Chai who tried to wake me up. “Until I wake up. The rice will cool first. Hurry and come eat now. It's almost 8:00 p.m. Hurry and come eat."

The food that Uncle Chai makes includes my favorite things: fried rice with pork sausage, fried chicken with garlic. Grilled pork neck with sticky rice and orange juice. I hurriedly ate it like someone who had been hungry for a year. It's been a long time since I ate my favorite food.

"Be careful or you'll choke on it."

“So you don't want to eat?” I said, sucking a small sip of orange juice.

“I ate before you. Once you're done eating, take a break. You and I will have to talk about going to the midnight market." Uncle Chai stood up and sat on a wooden chair.

I feel very lucky to come to Uncle because I get to play with old toys. I ate my uncle's favorite food. And I'll be able to go to the market and maybe catch a glimpse of some girls. (The latter is the most important. Hehe)

"Alright, eat your fill and enjoy yourself, Nop."

“Huh,” I said before wiping my mouth. Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was already close to 10:00 p.m.

“Listen to me, the midnight market where we are about to walk is a market with a long history. It opens at midnight and closes at 4:00 AM. But when going to this market, there are 6 rules that must be followed.”

Rules for walking in the midnight market

1. When stepping foot into the market, never mention our names. To prevent merchants from calling us

2. If there is an old man dressed in white, say hello to him and follow him. I told him that we were just walking around and would be right back.

3. Don't buy everything in the market. We just came to wander around and see the location.

4. Every 3 a.m., there will be an uncle selling sandalwood flowers walking near us. Continue walking as if nothing happened. If he invites you to talk, absolutely do not speak. But if he offers you a sandalwood flower, accept it but do not say anything.

5. When you reach the edge of the market, a white mist will appear causing Noppara to run back the same way. Don't worry about Uncle.

6. While running back, if you see the old man wearing white clothes from number 2, ask for help to take him out, but you must pay attention to whether there are blood stains on the hem of his pants or not. If you do, pretend you didn't see the old man and walk quickly. Do not run.

After 2 years, Uncle Chai still found a way to tease me. I sighed before answering Uncle Chai casually.

“Yes, Uncle, I understand.”

Uncle Chai grabbed both of my shoulders forcefully. “I'm telling the truth, Nop. I know you like to break the rules, but at least I want you to follow these rules!”

"Ouch! I'm hurt. Uncle, please let me go." Uncle Chai released his hand from my shoulder before apologizing to Paiphai. But from then on Uncle had to rush out of the hut and go vomit.

I don't know what's wrong with him these days, but he doesn't seem well. “Uncle Chai, I don't think we need to go today? You don't look well.” Uncle wiped his mouth and turned around saying that it must be today. Before dismissing me, I had to go prepare because it was almost time for the market to open.

After I finished getting ready, I told my uncle, who was now wearing all black clothes, that I was ready to go. Uncle Chai grabbed my hand and walked through the school which was completely dark and there was no sound at all.. Well, it's already midnight, so no one would be crazy enough to come inside a school that's so haunted.

As we walked a bit past the school, we encountered a group of teenagers drinking liquor. They were bragging about ghost hunting at Siriwetpanya School.

I didn't pay much attention to it because when drunk people speak, it's usually words full of emotion without any thought. Just like my father.. When he's not drunk, he's usually fine, not bad at all, just likes to complain. But when he was drunk, all kinds of animals came out of his father's mouth. I thought about not drinking at all because I missed my mother's face who had to secretly sit and cry alone in the middle of the night.. I really hate drunk people.

As we neared the three-way intersection, Uncle Chai's grip on me tightened. “Don't forget the rules I told you, we're almost at the midnight market.” I frowned as I thought, ah…that's right, those 6 rules, right? Eh! Or 7 points...

Rule 1: Do not speak each other's names.

Rule 2: Do not steal.. Or is it the 5 precepts?

After thinking about it, it didn't take long before we reached the midnight market. There were very few people walking around. Next to the entrance to the market was an old royal shrine. It's full of sweets.

Uncle Chai and I exchanged glances for a moment before walking in together.

Phew!

When you step in with just one foot, you can feel that this place is not ordinary.. The hairs on my body stood up in unison as if the national anthem was being played.

Inside the market is very beautiful! From the outside, it looked a bit lonely, but when I walked in, it looked completely different, as if I had dreamed it. I tried pinching myself.

"Ouch! I really wasn't dreaming.” Suddenly, a voice appeared from behind. “It's so exciting! Is this your first time?” I turned around and saw a big brother holding a bundle of cotton candy like a cloud. “What's your name, little one? I'll give you some cotton candy." Even though he's a big guy, he talks like he doesn't have any brains. It's funny.

“My name is-” “We are busy right now, please excuse me.” Uncle Chai shut my mouth before turning and walking away from his big brother.

“Didn't I tell you the rules?” I was angry, my eyebrows furrowed because I almost got free cotton candy, so I argued with Uncle. “Oh, Uncle! He's about to give me cotton candy.” I tried to turn around in case he was following me, but I was startled and turned around.

The elder brother was now not holding cotton candy, but holding a brain on a stick. Thick blood flowed. Its skull was open and it was staring at me as if it wanted to eat my brain.

“You understand, right? Remember the rules here." I remember shaking my uncle's hand with fear. Every step I took was completely suspicious. The market atmosphere didn't seem cheerful at all.. When we look carefully, each shop has human organs and some blood stains. and people walking around The eyes floated as if they were lifeless and no one bought anything.

Out of fear, I hurriedly removed my hand from Uncle and ran out, shouting to the group. “People” walking past should avoid them. Until I ran into a man. He was wearing all white clothes, so I remembered rule number 2, so I quickly grabbed his pants without looking at anything and begged him to help me get out. Regardless of whether this man was an angel or a god, I asked him to get out first. Come on.

The man turned around and grinned menacingly, with a long, torn tongue and strange mucus. I took a look at his pants and found that there were blood stains on them.

Nop didn't have a chance to go back and say goodbye to his mother before he died.

Note

From the author: Hello, all readers. This book is our first story. Many readers may have noticed that we hurriedly cut it to the end, but I hope everyone reads happily. Personally, I really like the rules. Please press like and follow ^

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