Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 195 A Ghost Among Ghosts, Another Guest Arrives
The entire place fell silent for a moment, except for the loud laughter of the Old Man Leaking the Sea echoing through the ghost market.

Amidst the laughter, Chen Xu chose the Tongxuan Mirror.

He casually reached out and took the unremarkable remains of the [Innate Spiritual Root] from the pile of broken stones and rotten leaves beside him.

None of the ghosts in the room recognized this item, and Chen Xu obtained this spiritual root in an unbelievably smooth way.

It wasn't until he took away the remnant of the [Innate Spiritual Root] that the other ghosts finally reacted, and a series of exclamations erupted from the ghost horde.

"Old Man Leaky Sea actually grew a tongue and ate the porridge!"

"Even the old man who leaked the sea grew a tongue because of this, so how delicious can this porridge be? Oh dear, I'm so impatient, I want to eat some too..."

“I won the bet! I won the bet! Old Man Leaky Sea really ate that bowl of porridge. Long-tongued devil, you lost, hehehe, give me your tongue now.”

"Ah...get out of the way! What are you doing? Get out of here! Ouch, that hurts!"

"What are you pushing for? If you keep making a scene, I'll have to call for a court ruling..."

Just as the ghosts seemed to be stirring amidst the commotion, a thunderous shout suddenly rang out from the chaotic crowd.

The ghosts fell silent again in an instant.

Ghosts are unpredictable and their emotions can change in an instant.

If it weren't for the strongest constraints from above, endless turmoil could erupt at any moment in the Ghost Market.

Meanwhile, after finishing his hot porridge, the old man was still in a state of indescribable excitement.

Seeing that Chen Xu had only picked out a dark, withered branch besides the Tongxuan Mirror, he grabbed a handful of random things from the side of the stall and stuffed them into Chen Xu's hand without saying a word.

Broken stones, scraps of paper, rusty iron pieces that look like fragments of magical artifacts...

"Young friend, please don't be offended." He grinned, revealing his mouth full of sharp teeth, his tone still high-pitched and impassioned. "These are all things I retrieved from the River of the Underworld. They may look unremarkable, but they have remained uncorrupted for many years in the Underworld..."

"Tch!" A sneer suddenly broke the silence from the ghostly crowd, interrupting Lou Haiweng's words.

"What do you mean by 'not decaying even in the underworld'? It's been so many years, and you're still using the same old rhetoric, Old Man Leaky Sea. No matter how well it doesn't decay, it's still just a pile of useless junk."

"This hanged man's porridge was so bad it made your tongue grow back, and this is all you get?"

Lou Haiweng, however, was not provoked. He simply said loudly, "Although the porridge is delicious, it can only make me grow a tongue while eating it. Once the porridge is finished, the tongue will atrophy again in a short time."

If you don't let the ghost suffer a loss, you won't suffer a loss yourself either.

Young friend, give me the whole jar of porridge, and I'll give you a bottle of Yellow Spring Pills—no, three bottles!

Three bottles of Yellow Spring Pills are worth at least thirty years of Yin lifespan.

As Elder Louhai previously said, a single Yellow Spring Pill costs ten years of Yin lifespan, which is an exorbitant price and it is impossible to sell them.

Do you really think that the death anniversary is just a number?
However, the Yellow Spring Pill, worth thirty years of Yin lifespan, is still quite terrifying.

Now, the ghost that was howling stopped howling.

But instead, a series of sounds of pounding one's chest and stamping one's feet rang out from among the ghosts.

The tray ghost huddled close to Chen Xu, its entire disc-shaped body almost twisting diagonally in excitement.

"My friend, that's three bottles of Yellow Springs Pills! Oh my god..."

Seeing that Chen Xu and Lou Haiweng had reached a deal, the sighs and frustrations of the onlookers finally erupted once again.

Some ghosts even whispered complaints: "Hey, why did you make a fuss just now? Because of that fuss, all the porridge has been bought up by the old man who leaks the sea. Are we still going to buy any?"

"Hey, a bottle of Yellow Spring Pill and a bowl of porridge, as if we can afford it."

"I really want to taste it, it smells so good..."

The ghost rolled its eyes, secretly detaching its own head and rolling it like a ball towards Chen Xu.

【Like +10】

[Likes +20] [Likes +700]

……

Among the overwhelming likes, a single like of 700 came from Lou Haiweng.

At this point, Chen Xu has accumulated more than 5000 likes in the Underworld Ghost Market.

The number of likes continued to grow. Lou Haiweng's praise brought Chen Xu 700 likes, and after that, he praised him repeatedly, decreasing the number of likes to:
【Like +600】

【+500】

【+300】

……

The total number of likes has broken a new record again, quickly surpassing 6000 and approaching 7000.

Therefore, the real benefits Chen Xu gained from this transaction actually went far beyond what he received from Louhaiweng's stall.

Most importantly, he gained a good reputation in the Ghost Market of the Underworld.

Seeing that he had completed the transaction with Louhai Weng, obtained the Yellow Spring Pill, and given away the jar of porridge, he realized that he had completed the transaction with Louhai Weng.

As he moved, it seemed as if he was about to take away his small red clay stove.

The ghosts who had been crowding around to watch the spectacle could no longer contain themselves. One of them shouted, "Hey, Brother Porridge Ghost, are you setting up a stall or not? If you do, I'll buy your porridge!"

Hey, Chen Xu has even gotten a new nickname in the Ghost Market. He's no longer called "Hanging Ghost," but "Porridge Ghost."

Just as the ghosts arrived in a noisy commotion, Old Man Louhai suddenly shouted:
"Silence! No noise allowed!"

The old man's shout was louder than thunder, like turbulent waves, like a mountain roaring and a sea tsunami.

With a single shout, he completely drowned out the chaotic cries of the ghosts.

Chen Xu was able to put away his small red clay stove without any trouble.

"Alas!" The ghosts couldn't help but sigh again.

But no more ghosts shouted or made a ruckus. Even the eyeballs and head that were rolling not far from Chen Xu's feet quietly retreated a few feet.

By doing this, Louhai Weng was clearly showing the ghosts that the "porridge ghost" before them was under his protection and care.

The tray ghost stayed close to Chen Xu, watching him pack up his things and then rise to bid farewell to the old man who leaked the sea, just like a refined scholar.

Then we walked into the crisscrossing streets of the ghost market.

Although most of the ghosts retreated, the ghostly creatures that roamed the ghost market remained ever-present.

Pairs of ghostly eyes, countless gazes, still followed his figure seemingly both near and far, as if they were not there at all.

Chen Xu remained calm and composed throughout, seemingly oblivious to the ghosts' attention. Or perhaps he was aware of it, but simply didn't care.

The tray ghost knew that although this person's appearance was not fierce at all, his nature was by no means easy to deal with.

At the same time, the tray ghost couldn't figure out Chen Xu's background.

It's unclear whether his composure stems from confidence in his own abilities or is merely feigned calmness while he's actually incredibly nervous.

The tray ghost couldn't help but say, "Friend ghost, the Yellow Spring Pill and the Mysterious Mirror you just obtained are very tempting to all the ghosts."

Right now, in the ghost market, no ghost dares to act recklessly and rob, but once they leave the ghost market, things are hard to say.

Do you... have any plans?
Also, your porridge is so delicious, aren't you really going to set up a stall...?

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Xu, who looked like a hanged ghost, said in a hoarse voice, "We have a guest."

(End of this chapter)