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Chapter 245 A Sky Full of Likes, Ghostly Magic Ball

Crispy fried soldiers.

[Likes +50 +100 +30 +60...]

A series of likes broke through from the netherworld to the human world.

Chen Xu, being in the human world, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

An unexpected joy, both funny and sad.

The Taoist priests were thrown into the oil pot, and the aroma was absolutely irresistible.

Chen Xu's original intention was simply to earn more ghost coins so that it would be easier to trade once he entered the ghost market.

He had planned to gain a lot of likes in the ghost market again, but the likes came so suddenly and unexpectedly.

But if you think about it carefully, the essence of Dao Bing is a kind of pastry. Deep-fried Dao Bing would be incredibly delicious, wouldn't it?

That makes sense.

Believe it or not, once the Taoist priest was fried in the oil fryer of the Ghost Market, not only did it become incredibly fragrant, but his originally blurry facial features also gradually became clearer as he was fried.

Especially the eyes, which are the most important feature of the face.

The sharp outline of his phoenix eyes was now faintly visible as the hot oil churned.

There were also the armor scales on the soldiers' bodies. Originally, Chen Xu had only carved and painted them, but now, after being fried in oil, those scales suddenly burst open one by one.

The edges of the scales are long and curved, each one exquisite, just like the scales of a dragon or snake, majestic and awe-inspiring.

The tray ghost gaped, swallowing its saliva, and was momentarily stunned as it stared at the Taoist soldier bobbing in the oil cauldron.

Meanwhile, the ghosts who were originally in the oil cauldron with the Taoist soldier suddenly felt a huge heat coming towards them.

The ghosts hurriedly jumped out of the oil pot, crying out, "Ouch, it's so hot! We can't fry them anymore, they can't be fried like this..."

Bang bang bang!
Before anyone knew it, all the ghosts jumped out of the oil cauldron, leaving only the Taoist soldier still holding on in that huge cauldron.

At this point, the ghosts had no more doubts and were certain that the Taoist soldiers had been fried until crispy in the oil.

The characteristics of this soldier are quite peculiar.

Because it was originally made of dough, it is a physical entity, but because the Dao Soldier gained the ability to conceal itself when it was successfully created, it is also like an illusion.

At first glance, Dao Bing, though Chen Xu's puppet, also possessed a certain ghostly aura after entering the Netherworld.

The ghosts didn't doubt that it wasn't a ghost, but at this moment they couldn't help but drool over the Taoist soldier.

"Brother Ghost, you smell so good..."

"Can I eat it? Do you sell your scales?"

"Your gun, your hand... ouch!"

Suddenly, Dao Bing swept his brows across the ground, and a foot-long flame burst forth from the tip of his spear in the oil cauldron.

The crimson flames, faintly glowing with gold, were immediately ignited by the hot oil above the oil pan, and then billowed upwards.

Suddenly, the flames scattered, turning into a cloud of fire that exploded with a deafening roar.

call--

The heat spread, and some of the ghosts who recognized its value immediately exclaimed in shock, "It's karmic fire!"

Now, who would dare to surround the Taoist soldiers and ask for food?
The ghosts scattered, some stamping their feet and swallowing hard, but quickly wiping it away and slinking away, not daring to look directly at the Taoist soldiers.

The short ghost put his hands on his hips, while the tray ghost laughed heartily, extremely pleased with himself.

Fifteen minutes later, the Taoist priest jumped out of the oil pot.

He carried the scent of burnt food, and with a flick of his spear, a spark swirled around him like a flying dragon.

"Ahhh!"

A little devil screamed and ran away.

The gaunt old ghost who had previously bet with the tray ghost wiped away his drool and hurriedly scrambled to scrape together the money. Finally, with a heavy heart, he managed to gather a thousand taels of ghost silver and obediently paid the bet to the tray ghost. "Alright, I've paid it all back. You should leave now, sir," the gaunt old ghost said with a mournful face.

"Of course I'm leaving. Why would I gamble with you again, you old devil? Humph, I'm afraid you'll blow me up again, you old devil!"

The tray ghost laughed triumphantly once again, and opened its huge, black hole-like mouth, swallowing all the ghost silver into its bottomless depths.

The Taoist soldier stepped out of the oil cauldron, but instead opened the cloth bag on his back.

With a whoosh, one after another, grayish-white ghost silver ingots fell from the sky, clattering into the open cloth bag of the Taoist soldier.

It survived in the oil for a full quarter of an hour, winning first place and receiving a reward of five hundred taels of silver from the mysterious oil pot.

The Oil Pot Ghost Market has its own unique characteristics compared to the Yellow Springs Ghost Market and the Cangyuan Ghost Market.

After that, the tray ghost, along with the Taoist soldiers, arrogantly entered the ghost market.

They came in a great hurry and left in a great commotion.

The rest of the ghosts also entered the ghost market. Before long, the news that the Taoist soldier had been frying in the oil for a quarter of an hour spread throughout the ghost market.

For a time, both the Taoist priest and the tray ghost became "famous ghosts" in the ghost market, attracting attention wherever they went.

The most interesting thing is that the fragrance on the Taoist soldier's body had not yet dissipated.

As it traveled, it garnered praise along the way.

"It smells so good! How can it smell so good?"

"It smells so good..."

Some ghosts even murmured, "It smells like the fragrance of the human world. Since I became a ghost, when have I ever smelled such a fragrance?"

As she spoke, she burst into tears.

【点赞+200+100+80+60+30+90……】

The various numbers of likes piled up one after another, like a dense rain, tapping on the prompt page of the Culinary Manual.

Chen Xu couldn't take it all in at once.

So much so that he didn't even need to think about what to sell at the ghost market tonight—

Because as long as the fragrance of the Taoist soldiers attracts the ghosts' approval, his goal of collecting approvals has already been more than achieved.

Even if he brings out more food to sell, it will be difficult for the ghosts to give him more likes in a short period of time.

Of course, if there were experts like the Wild Goose Ghost King in this ghost market, the Taoist soldiers could take out delicious food to sell to the Ghost King, or invite the Ghost King to eat, and might get more likes.

Unfortunately, the Oil Pot Ghost Market was just a small ghost market, and no such master ever appeared there.

Finally, Daobing abandoned his original plan to sell food and instead used the ghost coins he had just obtained to buy about a dozen interesting ghost magic energy balls at the ghost market stall.

During this time, the tray ghost also very sensibly took out the thousand taels of ghost silver he had just received and wanted to offer it all to the Taoist soldier.

Chen Xu commanded the Taoist soldiers, but instead of taking all the ghost silver from the tray ghost, he took five hundred taels from it.

The fact that the Tray Ghost was able to win big at the gambling table was naturally due to the help of the Taoist Soldier, but the Ghost Silver's principal belonged to the Tray Ghost himself, so it was split 50/50 between the two sides.

This moved the tray ghost deeply, bringing tears to his eyes, and he launched into another long speech expressing his loyalty.

"Your Majesty..."

As the moon rose high in the sky, just as the fragrance emanating from the Taoist priest gradually faded, and the ghosts stopped exclaiming "How fragrant!" and instead secretly cast their complex gazes at him—

Suddenly, the Taoist soldier grabbed the tray ghost, and the two of them took a step together.

The next moment, the tray ghost and the Taoist soldier suddenly returned to the human world.

The scene transitions are abrupt and swift, like a dream.

The tray ghost witnessed Chen Xu's ability to manipulate the Netherworld passage once again, and was "moved to tears" once more.

Chen Xu examined the ghostly energy clusters brought back by the Dao soldiers and discovered several particularly interesting things within them.

(End of this chapter)