The ghost has arrived.
Wei Yuan sat on Chen Xu’s shoulder, curiously looking ahead.
The little mouse shrunk in Chen Xu’s sleeve, only slightly peeking out with its eyes, quietly observing the world outside the sleeve cuff.
In front, a small path straight to the foot of the mountain could be seen, and it seed that the distance to the foot of the mountain was no more than fifty ters.
Oh, they were finally going down the mountain.
But at this mont, Chen Xu stopped, and beside the small mountain path ahead, a mist appeared at so unknown ti.
The strangest thing was that amid the mist, an unexpected fork suddenly erged.
A fork that had never appeared before!
The little mouse was startled, quickly retracting its head further into Chen Xu’s sleeve.
Wei Yuan, however, remained calm; it had dared to burrow through Pufeng Mountain at its peak and was not truly afraid of ghosts.
It feared the inexplicable silence from earlier.
This is the nature of living beings; at certain monts, they suddenly fear a world devoid of any sound.
Wei Yuan widened its eyes with curiosity, and at this mont, an odd round silhouette suddenly rolled and crawled out from the mist.
No, rather than running, it’s more accurate to say the silhouette appeared tumbling and crawling.
Rolling and crawling swiftly, the silhouette was making an excited noise almost close to crying:
"My lord! My lord!
My lord, you have finally appeared.
I’ve been wishing upon stars and moons, and finally here you are!
You don’t know, during the days without you, I’ve been bitterly guarding the Yellow Springs every night, suffering imnsely in pain.
Wuwuwu... without you, there is no path in the Yellow Springs, nor moonlight in the Netherworld.
My lord!"
The final call of "my lord" truly echoed and resonated deeply.
Wei Yuan stared wide-eyed, completely stunned.
Little Mouse Ah Shi hid within Chen Xu’s sleeve, equally stunned.
Its ears erect, the mouse stood upright, almost appearing foolish.
By then, Wei Yuan, sitting on Chen Xu’s shoulder, finally saw what had been speaking.
It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as a "thing."
For what was expressing such profound sentint to Chen Xu was not the short round human-shaped ghost that rolled from the mist, but rather a tray held by the short plump ghost!
The short plump ghost was dull-looking, seeming to lack intelligence.
But in its palm, the tray held a black hole-like large mouth, which opened and closed continuously, persistently expressing admiration.
"My lord, monts after moonrise, the Netherworld overlapped briefly with the Mortal World.
You don’t know, I caught a glimpse, fortunate enough to witness your heroic form slaying demons!
Wuwuwu, it turns out my lord is so powerful; little ghost is fortunate to encounter you.
My lord, don’t you wish to keep the little ghost by your side?
Little ghost is willing to brave any danger to serve you!
My lord..."
"Squeak!"
Finally, a furry little head popped out of Chen Xu’s sleeve, angrily exposing sharp teeth at the Tray Ghost.
Chen Xu remained silent, yet Ah Shi couldn’t endure any longer, peeking out in a display of defiance at the Tray Ghost.
The Tray Ghost quickly shut up, pouting, and shrinking its tray body back.
Chen Xu smiled helplessly, reaching out to gently stroke the furry head of the little mouse, addressing the Tray Ghost, "What Ghost Market is open tonight?"
Without wasting any words, directly asking the main question, the Tray Ghost dared not add any nonsense.
"Reporting back to my lord," the Tray Ghost hurriedly replied, "The Yellow Springs Ghost Market is open, but sohow, in a daze, I walked along the road and strayed away from the Yellow Springs Ghost Market, ending up at the nearby Oil Pot Ghost Market."
Oil Pot Ghost Market?
Now that’s an interesting na.
Chen Xu didn’t say anything, just raised an eyebrow slightly.
The Tray Ghost, observing his expressions, quickly explained: "The Oil Pot Ghost Market is where all ghosts heading there must roll in the oil pot at the entrance to the market.
Hehe, the longer you roll, the more Ghost Coins you can obtain upon coming out.
Many ghosts gather around the pot to gamble, it’s very lively.
It’s said that the longer one endures, it can blow away many of the burdens and negative influences on one’s body.
Honestly, even without any Ghost Coins, I’d be willing to fry in that oil pot.
Though... hehe, my cultivation is weak, I may not endure too long."
Its cultivation is weak?
That might not be true!
Hearing this, Chen Xu suddenly flicked out a Red Vermilion Robe pill.
The vermilion fruit fell into the Tray Ghost’s mouth, which gobbled it down instantly, gleefully saying, "What a Spirit Fruit, what a taste!"
Then it cried: "My lord, you are the most generous master in the world, wuwuwu, surely I’ve exhausted all the luck from my previous life to afterlife to have finally t you.
I’m so happy, so moved..."
Chen Xu said nothing, while the little mouse rolled its eyes within the sleeve.
Wei Yuan tightly held onto Chen Xu’s clothes, carefully and attentively watching the Tray Ghost.
Chen Xu finally spoke three words: "Shut your mouth."
The Tray Ghost hurriedly went silent, while the short ghost raised its head, dumbfoundedly looking at Chen Xu.
Chen Xu said, "Focus, what else is inside the Oil Pot Ghost Market?"
The Tray Ghost dared not ramble further, quickly responded: "Entering the Oil Pot Ghost Market can eliminate part of the burdens, and upon entering the market, everyone can freely trade and can use Ghost Coins to revisit their earth-lives!
In the center of the Oil Pot Ghost Market, there’s a Purification Mirror, many ghosts achieve enlightennt after revisiting their earth-lives.
Then their ghost bodies dissipate, True Spirits cast into the Netherworld River, reincarnating naturally."
Speaking of this, the Tray Ghost rotated its body, suddenly sighed:
"These reincarnations, whether good or bad, cannot be known; to speak truthfully, when a ghost body disperses, what difference does it make with seeking its own demise?
Even with reincarnation, the reincarnated self is not the forr self.
Thus, I won’t ever peer into the Purification Mirror.
My lord, you have no need to bother with it either; it can only reflect the earth-life, and not any past life.
But the Oil Pot Ghost Market does have its specialties.
Once rolling through the oil pot, various things carried by the stall ghosts will be purified.
Many purified items can be used by both the living and the dead.
There are also Ghost Technique Qi Groups for buying and selling, those are fried from the oil pot, often dropping off the ghost."
Once rolling through the oil pot, those stall ghosts’ varied items will undergo purification.
Nurous purification artifacts are available for use by humans and spirits alike.
Moreover, Ghost Technique Qi Groups are available for purchase, usually encountered after frying through the pot and dropping from the ghost."
Once rolling through the oil pot, those stall ghosts’ varied items will undergo purification.
Nurous purification artifacts are available for use by humans and spirits alike.
Moreover, Ghost Technique Qi Groups are available for purchase, usually encountered after frying through the pot and dropping from the ghost."
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