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

Chapter 291 Listening to the Old Ghost's Words
"Gudong!"

The tray demon swallowed the water mochi in one gulp.

As it swallowed, its movements seemed to be wolfing it down, but the short ghost connected to its body suddenly narrowed its eyes, and a look of great enjoyment appeared on its blank face.

Immediately afterwards, the tray ghost opened its mouth again.

This time, a string of praises came out: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! How can there be such exquisite delicacies in the world?"
Following Your Excellency is truly the best thing I've ever done in my ghostly life. Waaah, I can't even imagine what would have been the point of my ghostly existence if I hadn't met Your Excellency and tasted such delicious food.
Waaah, Your Majesty, please step on me a few times!
Or you could kick the little devil to the ground and use him as a ball. Oh dear, the little devil is quite the ball-player! You kick him away, and my short little brother will pick him up again.

I don't care how I roll, I just beg you to give this little devil a few more... no, not a few, just one will do...

No, not even one. How could a little devil be greedy?

If you would be so kind as to grant me a small piece of Mizu Shingen Mochi so that this little devil may taste such exquisite delicacies, I would already be the most virtuous person in the world.

Wuwuwu..."

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It is evident that the Tray Ghost's strength has increased again after this period of training.

The tray ghost kept wailing, while the short ghost, with tears streaming down his face, also wailed along with him.

Not only did the tray ghost cry, but his flattering words flowed like a torrent, coming out in one breath without stopping for a moment.

So much so that Chen Xu couldn't even keep up with the conversation.

Of course, Chen Xu's true form was not present; it was the Dao soldiers, not the real Chen Xu, who were listening to these flattering words.

However, Dao Bing was like Chen Xu's second pair of hands and third eyes.

Dao Bing is here, so how is he any different from Chen Xu being here?
Chen Xu then experienced what it meant to be flattered in every way.

After the tray ghost cried on and on, it suddenly told the short ghost to squat down.

The short guy was already short, and after squatting down and drooping his head, he looked even more like a chubby ball of flesh.

With its head bowed and back hunched, the tray-carrying ghost said, "Your Excellency, please come up and sit down."

Hehe, Your Excellency has a lofty status, profound cultivation, and a kind heart, comparable to the Ghost King.

How could you, in the netherworld, be without a mount?
"I'd be your mount. Sit tight, and I, along with my short brother, will ride steadily and safely, without causing you any trouble."

It kept opening its mouth, warmly inviting the Taoist soldier to sit down.

Dao Bing: ...

Chen Xu: ...

Finally, the soldier said, "No need. Lead the way, don't waste any more time."

The tray ghost regretfully gave up the idea and could only obediently lead the way.

The two ghosts and the Taoist soldier traversed the strange, fog-shrouded area. After taking a few more steps, they suddenly heard a wave of sound, like a raging ocean, crashing towards them.

The area outside and inside the ghost market's archway was like two completely different worlds.

Outside the archway, as the Taoist priest and the tray ghost lingered and talked, there were no other ghosts around them, only the Taoist priest and the two ghosts.

Although they were bustling about, they seemed to be completely isolated from the world.

But once you step through the gate of this Long Tongue Ghost Market, the whole world becomes completely different.

Originally, the tray ghost was already noisy enough.

Dao Bing was rather taciturn, which was actually because Chen Xu did not want to talk much with the tray ghost.

But who would have thought that once he entered this long-tongued ghost market, Chen Xu, even though he was in the human world, suddenly felt an urge to talk more and more.

Of course, it might be because Chen Xu's own divine soul was powerful enough, or it might be because there were two worlds between them, and also because of the difference between the Dao Soldier and his original body.

In short, although Chen Xu had the urge to talk more, he actually controlled it very easily.

The Taoist soldier remained silent, standing within the Long-Tongued Ghost Market, listening to countless ghosts babbling incoherently. The chatter and murmurs filled the air.

Occasionally there were screams and shrieks, eerie laughter, wailing, and even tantrums and rolling on the ground...

There are also those who pull out their own tongues and scream wildly as if they are insane, or gouge out their own eyes and remove their own legs, in order to express strong emotions and increase the persuasiveness of their arguments, and so on.

Sounds upon sounds, creating endless waves of sound.

So much so that the tray ghost couldn't help but scream when it entered this environment.

It opened its mouth wide and let out a loud "Ah!" As the sound seemed to grow louder, several strangely shaped ghosts nearby noticed the tray ghost's scream and appeared eager to approach and debate with it.

Just then, the Taoist soldier suddenly swung his spear.

lie!
He then gently tapped the tray ghost's wide-open mouth.

The flicking motion seemed unintentional, involving neither magic nor force.

Therefore, it cannot be considered an attack.

But after the tray ghost gently flicked the spear, his previously confused mind instantly cleared up.

It had just eaten a water-based mochi, and its spirit was now far more ethereal than usual.

The tray ghost immediately shut its big mouth and remained quiet without making a sound.

It fell silent, and the Taoist soldier also became calm and taciturn. The ghosts that had been restless just moments before immediately shifted their focus.

Thus, the tray ghost was able to catch its breath.

Dao Bing's body floated slightly in the air, and at this moment he flew up without making a sound to observe the "full view" of the Long Tongue Ghost Market.

In fact, it is difficult to see the whole picture at a glance.

This is all because the long-tongued city committee is simply too big.

Vast and imposing, arranged in a crisscrossing pattern, it stretches as far as the eye can see.

All that could be seen was a thick fog, with countless ghostly figures—

Who knows how many other ghosts are debating clever words in the mist, or vying for lifespan with sharp tongues?

As for the stalls in this ghost market, they are relatively few compared to those in the Yellow Springs Ghost Market.

In this vast ghost market, there are few people actually setting up stalls to do business; instead, there are many ghosts arguing wittyly or huddled together, engaging in lively discussions.

Amidst the clamor, a ghost suddenly collapsed.

Screams immediately erupted from the side: "Dead! Dead! Thirty years of lifespan remaining, how abundant..."

The ghosts clapped and laughed again.

Hehehe, eh eh eh, the laughter came in waves, and at first glance it didn't sound like it came from the underworld, but rather had a bit of the appearance of the human world.

Some strangely shaped palace lanterns stretched down from the seemingly empty sky, swaying in the sound waves, their dim yellow light illuminating everything in a bizarre and fantastical way.

The absurdity of the Long Tongue Ghost Market seems to surpass even that of the Underworld Ghost Market.

The Taoist soldier silently floated through the crowded streets, and the tray ghost quickly and quietly followed.

Neither of them spoke, while Daobing examined the various entries on the nearby stalls and drifted deeper into the ghost market.

After drifting for several dozen breaths, a dispute suddenly reached their ears.

The unusual noise of the argument attracted the attention of the Taoist soldiers.

"I, an old ghost, have wandered the human world for decades, always invisible and without a trace. What haven't I seen and heard? How could I possibly lie to deceive you little ghosts?"

I told you someone was forging a dragon, and sure enough, they were! A bunch of fools, ignorant and unwilling to listen to the old ghost's words!

(End of this chapter)