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

Chapter 85: Twists and turns, unexpected
Chen Xu had imagined many possible scenarios when he entered the ghost market again.

I had expected that I wouldn't be embarrassed, but I never thought it would be like this -

The white-boned female ghost personally greeted him at the entrance of the market, and her words and actions were courteous.

Chen Xu introduced Ji Weizi and Feng Yuanbai to the White Bone Ghost.

The female ghost responded with a smile, treating Ji Weizi Fu as a distinguished guest, but was neither warm nor cold towards Feng Yuanbai.

Then he said to Chen Xu, "Please go to the ghost market first. The stall owners have missed you very much since we last met.

I have something to say to these two first."

Then, Chen Xu was warmly invited into the ghost market.

Ji Weizi and Feng Yuanbai followed a few steps behind.

Chen Xu first stepped into the ghost market, only to see a bustling and noisy scene.

There were "pedestrians" coming and going on the street, and it was not as quiet as the last time I saw it. Instead, there were many strange species moving back and forth.

There are monsters about ten feet tall, with green faces and fangs;
There are evil ghosts with rotten intestines and rotten stomachs, all wet and dripping;
There are monsters with scales and feathers that look like humans walking upright;
And... and many more.

Chen Xu couldn't see it all at once, he just felt that it was an eye-opener. He felt that if he looked at it a few more times, he could publish a book called "Collection of Demons and Ghosts" when he returned.

As I was watching, the conversation between a ghost, a human and a heroic spirit in the back gradually became louder and lower, and finally suddenly fell silent.

Soon, Ji Weizi and Feng Yuanbai entered the ghost market after Chen Xu.

But then a chaotic cry of surprise was heard: "A living person! A living person has arrived!"

"He's an official from the human world. He's so arrogant! Run away!"

"Ouch, help, wait for me!"

……

There was a loud noise, more thorough than a gust of wind. In just a moment, all the "guests" coming and going in the ghost market disappeared completely.

Only Chen Xu and a few others were left at the street entrance. A cool breeze blew across their clothes, and Chen Xu and Feng Yuanbai were both a little confused.

Then the white-skeletal ghost turned around and said to Ji Weizi:
"Look, sir, as soon as this person came, all the customers in my ghost market were scared away.

His kid is even more rude, and as soon as he comes here, he wants to break the rules of our ghost market. Is it too much for me to ask him for more compensation?"

"This person" naturally refers to Feng Yuanbai.

Ji Weizi said: "The girl is fine as long as she is moderate. Although the boy is unruly, at least he has not done anything seriously wrong.

Ask his father to take him back and teach him well."

Then, he suddenly asked, "By the way, that person is still alive, right?"

The ghost girl smiled faintly: "I'm alive, everyone, take a look."

She stretched out her bony hand, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in the dark fog beside the ghost market archway.

But the man was seen with a rope on his shoulder and an iron plow dragging behind him. He was plowing the dry, hard and dark green land with difficulty, step by step.

There was a headless little ghost behind him, waving a sharp white bone whip. Whenever the person in front of him plowed the field a little slower, he would whip him.

The man could only struggle forward, crying as he walked: "I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go, I won't dare to do it again!"

This is naturally Feng Xi.

Seeing that Feng Xi was actually punished by the ghost to farm in the underworld, his legs were trembling and he was wailing pitifully, Feng Yuanbai couldn't help but feel distressed.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the little devil behind him swung his whip.

He snorted angrily, "You enjoy wealth and luxury in the world, but what is not earned by the people? What's wrong with asking you to plow the fields? Every grain of rice you eat comes from the fields.
If others can grow it, why can’t you?

How dare you speak so wildly and create bad karma with your words!
But now I, your master, am saving you to let you know that you should not be frivolous.

Where is your nobility? You are a useless piece of shit! "

"Ah..." Feng Xi screamed, tears streaming down his face, and he kept shouting, "I was wrong, I was wrong. When I go back, I will work hard, study, and farm.

I may not be a great achiever, but I don’t do bad things either, woooo…” “You don’t do bad things?” the little devil said, waving a whip, “A meal of ten dishes, but you throw them away after taking a few bites, and you call that not doing bad things?
Bullying classmates and making fun of the teacher in school, do you call this not doing bad things?
A foul mouth can lead to all kinds of bad karma.

You actually dared to say that Mr. Chen's poems were not well written. You are so shameless. Do you call this not doing bad things? "

The little devil's whip cracked loudly, and Feng Xi dared not argue anymore. He could only sob and cry, saying carefully, "I have no more. Mr. Chen writes excellent poems.

I have always admired him in my heart, but I was just being stubborn.

I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't do it again."

He kept talking and crying while pulling the plow with all his strength.

Feng Yuanbai was originally very distressed and wanted to ask the ghost to let Feng Xi go, but when he saw the scene before him, his plea stopped.

But the little devil waved his whip and chanted loudly:
“Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.

There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death.

Hurry up and recite it again!"

Feng Xi's eyes were filled with tears, but he still recited the poem honestly.

The little ghost scolded again, "Why are you crying? People who really worked the land and died of starvation didn't cry. What are you crying about?"

"You haven't plowed an acre of land in three days. What a waste!"

Feng Xi had no choice but to stop crying, buried his head and plowed the land with gritted teeth, reciting poems honestly.

Chen Xu: ...

Watching this scene, my feelings are indescribable.

Looking back at the misty fog, Feng Xi was gritting his teeth and plowing the land.

It was obvious that the work was getting harder and harder, but as he continued to recite poems, his plowing speed gradually did not slow down, but even quickened.

It seems like a lot of hard work is gradually getting better.

To the naked eye, Feng Xi seemed to have no obvious changes.

But Feng Yuanbai discovered that every time he took a step, even though his legs were trembling, he never hesitated.

His son, who had always been very lazy, had now learned what persistence meant after being trained.

Feng Yuanbai was speechless for a moment, and then he sighed after a while.

He turned to the White Skeleton Ghost and said, "If a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. My child lost his mother when he was young, and I was busy studying for an official position at the time, so I left him in my hometown to be raised by my relatives.

Such neglect of instruction has fostered bad habits in him.

Later, I took him in and was lenient with him because I felt sorry for the hardships he had suffered in his childhood.

To be honest, I should have corrected it earlier and made up my mind to discipline him.

I didn't do that, it's all my fault.

I should thank you for helping me educate my son."

After saying this, he took out his small seal.

The seal contained all the treasures he had collected in order to save Feng Xi. He no longer bargained with the white-bone ghost, but only expressed his willingness to use all his treasures to redeem Feng Xi.

He added, "Besides, I have another unwelcome request."

The white-boned ghost turned her head and smiled, "You say."

"I wonder how much of my son's land he still has to plow? Since it's the son's fault for not teaching his son well, I, as his father, should work with him on his unfinished business."

Feng Yuanbai actually proposed to go plow the fields with Feng Xi!

As soon as these words were spoken, the beautiful side of the skeleton ghost's face couldn't help but show a look of shock.

(End of this chapter)