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

Chapter 296 Deceit and Intrigue, How Much Truth and Falsehood?

This journey through the ghost market culminates in the disappearance of the Black Tongue Old Ghost.

Afterwards, with the help of the tray ghost, Dao Bing sold half a pot of Forget-Worry Soup and obtained eleven Life Crystals in the process.

There are also a total of 8123 likes.

In this way, only half an hour had passed.

Before all the Forget-Worry Soup in the earthenware pot was even sold out, the Taoist priest remotely pointed and took away the burning small stove and the Forget-Worry Soup.

Then, carrying the tray-carrying ghost, he stepped across the underworld and instantly disappeared from the ghost market.

In the ghost market, ghosts were still shouting: "I'll have a bowl too, I'm willing to pay a hundred taels of ghost silver... Wait, what's going on? Where's that ghost?"

The Taoist soldier and the tray ghost simply vanished into thin air.

This terrified the few old and young ghosts who were shouting.

Ghosts scaring ghosts seem even more terrifying than ghosts scaring people.

The ghosts fell silent for a moment, which was quite a thrilling experience.

However, almost none of the ghosts noticed that the moment the Taoist soldier and the tray ghost disappeared, the black-tongued old ghost, who had been nowhere to be seen before, somehow reappeared among the ghosts.

The old ghost's pitch-black tongue fell to the ground like a waterfall.

His ghostly eyes were a deep blue. He glanced silently in the direction where the Dao soldier had disappeared, and the waterfall on his tongue began to meander silently.

Like a stream of black water, it flowed across the equally dark ground of the ghost market, silently overflowing the feet of the ghosts, whether real or illusory, and finally lingered where the Taoist soldiers had disappeared.

A moment later, the old black-tongued ghost suddenly showed an expression of pain as if he had been electrocuted.

He grimaced, and the long tongue of water suddenly swirled back like a waterfall, instantly hitting his face.

Black Tongue Old Ghost immediately cried out in pain, "Ouch!"

This cry of pain immediately drew the attention of the surrounding ghosts.

Some of the ghosts couldn't help but shout, "Old Black Tongue Ghost, why are you back again? What, are you going to tell me your story about Lady Xie again?"

To us now, the story of Lady Xie doesn't seem so unusual.

You're just spouting nonsense, telling a somewhat convoluted story. Why do you act as if it's irrefutable evidence, insisting that it was about forging a dragon?

We don't believe it!

The old black-tongued ghost cried out in pain, unable to respond to the questions raised by the ghosts around him.

But when he covered his face with his hands, a deep, ravine-like crack appeared on his wrinkled, dark face!
The rift was too wide and deep for him to cover with his hands.

More drops of ghost blood fell, and the old black-tongued ghost let out a loud "Ah!" and turned to rush out from the crowded ghost horde.

The ghosts grew increasingly excited, and some of them were determined to press their advantage and force the old black-tongued ghost to admit that he was talking nonsense, thereby taking away his lifespan.

But then they saw the figure of the Black Tongue Old Ghost weaving through the ghost horde ahead, and then disappearing in a short while.

"Ugh!"

"That old devil, he runs so fast, how hateful!"

The ghosts stamped their feet, but could do nothing about it.

Chen Xu, who had already driven the Taoist soldiers away, was truly unaware of everything that happened in the Ghost Market afterward.

Although he was unaware of what happened in the Ghost Market afterward, he clearly sensed in the darkness before dawn that, for a certain moment, he seemed to be being watched from afar by some dark force!

Fortunately, "Karma of Emptiness" is a passive supernatural power.

Since it exists, it protects Chen Xu at all times.

The moment that dark power appeared, the Calamity of Emptiness was activated.

In an instant, that indescribable, strange power missed its target and vanished.

Chen Xu himself was not affected in any way.

The Calamity-Fate Illumination is both tangible and intangible, incredibly wondrous. If Chen Xu hadn't possessed keen senses and become increasingly adept at using the Calamity-Fate Illumination, he might not have even been able to sense the existence of that so-called "peeping."

Chen Xu frowned slightly.

At that time, he had already taken back the Taoist soldiers.

The tray ghost lingered at Chen Xu's feet, reluctant to leave.

"Your Majesty, I truly cannot bear to part with you! Why don't you leave this little devil here? I have been diligently practicing transformation techniques recently, and I can stay by your side without revealing my presence."

I will never put you in a difficult position, nor will I cause you any trouble in front of others.

Your Majesty, if I were a lowly ghost in the underworld, you would be the bright moon over the Yellow Springs River.

If it weren't for your guidance and your constant teachings, what meaning would my life have?
I...I...I...Waaah!

The ghost on the tray spoke with great emotion, his voice trembling with tears.

She truly brought her silver tongue to its fullest potential, wishing she could have ten more hands to express her reverence and reluctance to part with "Your Excellency" to Chen Xu.

Before its crying had stopped, a clay pot suddenly flew over.

It turned out that Chen Xu reached out and pointed, and in the darkness, the remaining half-jar of Forget-Worry Soup poured into the tray ghost's mouth like a babbling brook.

Tray Ghost: "..."

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
No, you can't cough.

The tray ghost hurriedly opened its mouth even wider and swallowed the remaining half-jar of Forget-Worry Soup into its "stomach" in one gulp.

Beside him, the short guy's stomach was rumbling loudly.

It was as if a stream had entered a valley, gurgling and bubbling, utterly satisfied.

After the tray-shaped ghost finished drinking the soup of forgetfulness, its entire tray-like ghostly body began to spin around.

It was intoxicated, it was joyful, it forgot all its troubles.

【Forget-Worry Soup: An extremely delicious drink, even ghosts and gods can eat it. It can relieve their worries for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, their anger will subside and their hearts will be soothed.】

After drinking this soup, the ghostly energy becomes purer, the ghostly soul's circulation accelerates, and the rate of increase in ghostly power doubles within three days.

The Forget-Me-Not Soup, infused with the essence of the Underworld and the powder of the Fruit of a Hundred Evils, will be an extremely wonderful thing for all ghosts and spirits in the world.

Although the tray ghost was a bit too much of a flatterer, this old ghost was always at Chen Xu's beck and call, and he could be described as doing his best for everything.

Since it was a ghost he had raised, Chen Xu certainly wouldn't mistreat it.

He reached out and gently tapped on the tray ghost's tray.

The tray immediately made a crisp, thumping sound.

The tray-carrying ghost chuckled, dazed, "Hehehe, Your Excellency, those taps you gave me truly felt... as if I had been enlightened!"

Look, that's professional attitude.

Even if it had drunk the Soup of Forgetfulness, if Chen Xu tapped it, it would still say that it was tapped well.

Chen Xu asked, "In the Ghost Market, how much of what that old black-tongued ghost said was true and how much was false? Can you tell?"

Although the tray ghost drank the potion of forgetfulness, his intelligence did not decline.

On the contrary, thanks to the blessing of the Forget-Me-Not Soup, its thoughts at this moment are clear as if it were floating on air.

It swayed and said, "Your Excellency, in my humble opinion, what that old black-tongued ghost said is five parts credible, but the other five parts are full of flaws."

Think about it, putting aside everything else, just take Xie Huaizheng, he used to be the Ghost King of Pufeng Mountain.

Hehe, hehe... Your Majesty, please don't be offended. I already knew about Xie Huaizheng, but I just hadn't thought of him before.

Xie Huaizheng, who was the Ghost King of Pufeng Mountain, was actually quite famous in the City of the Wrongfully Dead near Yunjiang Prefecture.

Xie Huaizheng served as the Ghost King for ten years. Since Lady Xie was not dead, why did she never go looking for him?

(End of this chapter)