"Benefactor, I have never pretended." Ghost Buddha's tone was tinged with a sinister smile. "On the contrary, you come to my Ghost Market every month to cause a ruckus. Do you think I'm easy to talk to?"

Xie Yingnan scoffed: "If it's not a matter of life and death, even dogs wouldn't come to this Ghost Market. Besides, who would dare to run wild in the unpredictable territory of Ghost Buddha?"

"Give me what I want, and I promise I'll never show my face in front of you again, how about it?"

"Xie Yin," Ghost Buddha said, his eyes flashing with anger, "I will choose to kill you."

"Oh, oh, oh." Xie Yingnan seemed unfazed by threats. "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite."

“Take action!”

After speaking.

The two men got into a fight.

The crowds gathered in the ghost market screamed and scattered.

Only Gingerbread and Burnout remained standing in the same spot.

The black and red flames in the sky clashed fiercely and violently with the black and gold scriptures and Buddhist light.

Gingerbread grabbed a handful of melon seeds from its storage bag. "Little Jue, my third senior brother's real name is Xie Yin."

"Here, have some too." She raised her little hand.

"Hmm." Fen Jue took some melon seeds from her hand without changing his expression and started eating them too.

To others, this battle might seem quite exciting.

For the ascending beings of Fenjue, it was just like children playing house.

"I'm quite curious how Gui Fu Zi can be so tolerant of Hua Kong Que. You see, these two are fighting to the death, but Gui Fu Zi has always been holding back."

Gingerbread spat out a mouthful of sunflower seed shells. "Why?"

Fen Jue's voice was cold as he followed her words, saying two words: "There's something fishy going on."

"!!" Gingerbread's eyes lit up as if she had found a kindred spirit. "Hahaha, Little Jue, you've finally grasped some of my essence."

The two of them were in a corner, eating sunflower seeds and gossiping.

In mid-air.

Gui Fuzi grew impatient.

This brat comes every month, which is really annoying, but unfortunately he can't kill him.

"Xie Yin, if you want that thing, you should go back and persuade your father," Gui Fuzi said coldly, taking Xie Yingnan's attack in, "instead of getting entangled with me."

"If I could persuade that old man, would I need to cause trouble here?"

Xie Yingnan seemed to know that the other party wouldn't dare to really kill him, and wave after wave of black flames attacked him, his smile wicked as he said, "Bald monk, in the end this has nothing to do with you. If you tacitly allow me to destroy the Ghost Market just because you don't want to return that thing, you're a really cowardly Ghost Lord!"

Ghost Buddha: "...Xie Yin, you're asking for death."

The two got into an argument and the fight escalated.

Gingerbread and Burning Absolute sat at the tea table in the corner.

The snacks she brought were laid out on the tea table.

Burning was leisurely warming tea with the fire in his palm.

Gingerbread looked up at the sky with its round eyes excitedly, "Little Jue, give me a drink."

"We've got some juicy gossip! Guess what's in Ghost Buddha's hand?"

"Pour it yourself." Fen Jue glanced at her sideways.

He pushed the teapot over.

"Xiao Jue, you really aren't cute anymore." Gingerbread pretended to be hurt and quietly poured herself a cup of tea.

Fenjue took in her face, which was contorted with rage.

A barely perceptible smile appeared in his black pupils.

That little liar is a terrible actor.

A cup of tea passed.

The fire was still raging in the sky.

After downing several cups of strong tea, Gingerbread was still too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

Two cups of tea passed.

Xie Yingnan made some harsh words, but they were completely useless.

Three cups of tea passed.

Gui Fozi also made a harsh statement, and the two remained locked in a stalemate above the ghost building.

Amidst the sounds of explosions and flashes of lightning.

Gingerbread yawned again and again. "How boring! Shall we go home and sleep?"

Fen Jue nodded, "I think it's a good idea."

Just go.

Gingerbread was busy taking the pastries back.

A black fireball hurtled towards her with pinpoint accuracy.

"!!!"

Fenjue grabbed her by the collar and led her away from where she was.

Immediately following.

Two whooshing sounds came from the air.

Xie Yingnan walked over with a smile, "Junior Sister, you've seen a great show for free, it wouldn't be very nice to just leave, would it?"

Behind him followed a monk named Guifozi, who held a prayer stick in one hand and a Zen staff in the other.

What did I lose?

We've been discovered?

No, no! Gingerbread quickly realized that she was still wearing a mask.

It's possible that Xie Yingnan, that shady character, is trying to trick her.

Gingerbread twisted its neck and looked around, then put on a high-pitched voice like a duck and said, "Hey? Who is Junior Sister? Fellow Daoist, where is your Junior Sister?"

She saw Xie Yingnan still staring at her with a sinister look.

And his face had an expression that said, "Do you think I'd believe you, you idiot?"

Gingerbread timidly pulled out a few remaining ghost coins, "Then if I pay, it won't be free, right?"

Xie Yingnan's face twitched violently.

“Interesting, very interesting.” Gui Fozi stepped forward and nodded to Jiang Bingbing. “Benefactor, you appear to be from the Immortal Sect, and also Junior Sister Xie Yin.”

"This humble monk understands."

He suddenly realized what was happening and turned to face Xie Yingnan, "You, the dignified young master of the Demon Realm, have actually recognized a thief as your father and joined the Immortal Sect?"

"No wonder you've never appeared outside except for coming to the Ghost Market once a month."

"Hehehe..."

Gui Fozi let out a kind and serious laugh.

Xie Yingnan: .....

"!" Gingerbread was going crazy. How could she possibly hear such a secret? This damned bald monk even revealed it in public. Did he think Peacock hadn't killed her on the spot?

You think you can just babble like that!

It serves them right that the ghost market gets smashed by peacocks every month.

"Who I follow is none of your business." Xie Yingnan put his hands behind his back, bent down, and stared into Jiang Bingbing's eyes. "My innocent, cute, and naive junior sister, don't you have to explain why you're here?"

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