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

Chapter 86: Dazzling and unique
In the ghost market, the skeleton female ghost finally snapped her fingers.

A narrow path appeared in the misty black fog ahead, and Feng Yuanbai stepped into it and walked towards the land where Feng Xi was working.

Chen Xu watched this scene and felt that his journey into the underworld with Feng Yuanbai was full of surprises.

Although it is full of unexpected things, it is also reasonable.

The white-skeletal ghost pointed to the misty wasteland and said, "This is the cold land of Youxu. This County Magistrate Feng is actually willing to make up his mind to go to the cold land of Youxu to plow the land with his child.

Alas, I too admire you."

The so-called cold and desolate land refers to the endless wasteland in the fog ahead.

This wasteland seems to be very close to the current Cangyuan Market, but in fact it is very far away.

The soil there is hard and cold, making it difficult to open up.

Living people walking in it will suffer from the constant piercing cold.

Feng Xi was detained here and forced to do hard labor, and was already numb from being whipped.

He didn't know that only half a day had passed in the real world. He only knew that he had been suffering in this cold and desolate place for three days.

It was only three days, but every moment felt like a year.

It seemed as if not three days had passed, but three years, or even thirty years.

Feng Xi was in despair. He regretted his previous impulsiveness, but more importantly, he had already prepared himself mentally for not being able to return to the human world.

My mind was empty, I just cried occasionally, and when I was beaten, I stopped crying and worked hard again.

Suddenly, Feng Xi found that there was another person beside him.

It was a familiar figure, wielding a hoe, digging and plowing the field he had plowed again beside him.

Feng Xi was stunned and turned to look at the man in disbelief.

The man also looked at him and said in a tone that was never gentler than before: "Little boy, I've come to find you. Daddy will plow this acre of land with you."

Since Feng Yuanbai didn't say that he could rescue Feng Xi, Feng Xi naturally misunderstood.

His face was full of an expression of being struck by lightning, and he asked stupidly at first: "Dad, you, you won't scold me?"

Whenever he got into trouble, Feng Yuanbai would always scold him.

Feng Yuanbai said, "I didn't teach you well in the past, and now I should share the responsibility with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xi burst into tears with a "wow".

This time I was truly heartbroken and filled with immense regret.

Tears washed over his face, and he only said, "Dad, please go away. Don't worry about me. Just let me... just let me die here!"

"Even if you die here, don't you have to finish plowing this acre of land?" Feng Yuanbai said.

Feng Xi was stunned: "Ah, I, but I'm going to die..."

"Even if you're dead, you've eaten food in your lifetime. You've lived for more than a decade, so you wouldn't be so full of food that you can't even cultivate an acre of land, right?"

……

In the mist of the ruins, a father and son are tilling the land.

On this side, Ji Weizi clapped his hands and smiled, saying, "It's settled."

Chen Xu turned to look at him. Ji Weizi said, "County Magistrate Feng has completed the task of rescuing his son. This matter should go smoothly. The owner of Wuxiangfang will probably let them go."

As he spoke, Ji Weizi looked at the white-skeleton female ghost.

It turns out that "Wu Xiang Fang Zhu" is her nickname. The white-skeletal ghost smiled and said, "Yes, with Mr. Chen accompanying me and the great scholar advocating for me, how can I be embarrassed?

Once they have cultivated this acre of land, they will naturally be able to leave the netherworld and return to the human world."

So, saving people in the underworld is just like this.

Chen Xu suddenly recalled something Wu Zhengze had said before he entered the Netherworld. It roughly said, "In this world of human relationships, where does all the fighting and killing come from?" He had therefore advised Chen Xu to think less about battles, focus on his studies, and avoid violence.

Chen Xu thought at this moment that what Wu Zhengze said was indeed very reasonable.

But it is impossible not to think about fighting and killing. After all, the premise of social etiquette is fighting and killing.

Today, if Chen Xuruo did not have the confidence of supernatural powers, do you think he would dare to follow Feng Yuanbai into the underworld again?
Or if Ji Weizi was not there, do you think the owner of Wuxiangfang would be so easy to talk to and agree to let Feng Yuanbai and his son go just by collecting the ransom?

Even though Ji Weizi never showed any supernatural powers throughout the whole process, his presence here actually represents his greatest supernatural power!
Chen Xu no longer looked at the father and son who were plowing the land in the fog, and instead asked the owner of Wuxiangfang if he could go to the market to take a look.

Wuxiangfang's owner smiled brightly, "That's great! They've been looking forward to Mr. Chen's return. They'll be happy to buy anything he wants."

"Are you happy that your money is no longer poetry?" Chen Xu said with a smile.

Qingyan poems are not easy to write. Writing four of them in a short period of time is already more than enough. How can I write more casually?

Then the master of Wuxiangfang said, "Why aren't you happy? Seeing a gentleman, how can I not be happy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both sides laughed.

Chen Xu invited Ji Weizi again and asked him if he wanted to go for a walk with him in the market.

Ji Weizi waved his hand and said, "I have nothing of value, so I won't buy anything."

The great scholar and hero is so self-righteous even though he is poor.

He then said to Chen Xu, "You go on your own. I will chat with the Master of Wuxiang Fang."

Chen Xu carried his book box and went straight to a familiar stall.

It was the stall owner for whom he had written "Palace Poems", and Chen Xu was still thinking about the other party's half jar of Netherworld Ink.

The entry at the time suggested: [Netherworld Ink, made from half a can of livestock blood mixed with kitchen ash. After cooking, it can be eaten by demons and ghosts. It tastes bitter and can clear internal heat.]

Chen Xu thought the effect of this thing was interesting, and maybe it could have some effect on the big rat Jiu Ye in his home.

The alchemy furnace in Jiu Ye's stomach is really worrying. Maybe clearing the fire will be helpful?

However, this item is not for sale, and Chen Xu doesn't know whether the other party is willing to sell it.

He prepared clay pills that could be eaten by demons and ghosts, and asked the ghost stall owner for the Netherworld Ink, and was about to take out the clay pills.

But he heard the other party say, "It's just half a jar of crudely made ink. How could I be reluctant to give it to Mr. Chen?"

After saying that, she quickly took out the half can of ink and forced it on Chen Xu, saying that she would not accept his clay pill no matter what.

Chen Xu held the clay ball in his hand, but he couldn't give it away.

He struggled with the ghost for a long time, with both sides pushing and shoving each other, just like in the human world.

Chen Xu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and finally accepted the half can of ink. He did not take it until he was about ten feet away from the stall, then he took out a clay ball in his hand and silently flicked it with his finger.

His wood-chopping knife skills are now at level two, and he has full control over his hands.

With such a long shot, the clay ball landed directly on the opponent's stall accurately and lightly.

The ghost stall owner couldn't help but exclaim "Ah!", picked up the clay ball and wanted to fly out of the stall to chase Chen Xu, but he was restricted by the rules and could not leave the three feet of his stall.

In the end, he could only hold the clay ball in his hand, sighing and putting it away with cherishment.

Chen Xu put half a can of Netherworld Ink into the bookcase and continued to browse the stalls.

Most of the stall owners were very enthusiastic towards him, and Chen Xu exchanged his clay balls for a lot of spiritual materials.

Not all spiritual materials are only effective against demons and ghosts. There are also spiritual materials that are useful to living people, but most of them have negative effects.

Chen Xu basically buys anything he finds interesting.

Some of the ghosts would put the clay pills away, while others would eat them directly.

But after a moment, a prompt [Like +3+3...] appeared on Chen Xu's Food Cauldron Book.

Suddenly, something on a stall with a special entry caught his eye!
(End of this chapter)