The vendor quickly ladled out a bowl of mutton soup and said with a smile, "Young lady, would you like a flatbread with it? It tastes best when soaked in the soup."
"Um!"
Linghu Lan sat down in the chair. The delicious taste of the mutton soup stimulated her brain. Her fingertips touched the porcelain bowl, and the hot, tingling sensation reminded her that this was the real world.
She sat down, preparing to eat the soup.
A voice whispered in her ear, "You can't eat it!"
Linghu Lan looked up and saw a ghost.
? ?
She looked at the sun again, confirming that she wasn't mistaken; it really was a ghost.
Can this ghost move during the day?
That's impressive, they've really mastered it.
A Piao was a woman. Seeing that Linghu Lan had stopped, she breathed a sigh of relief and said anxiously, "This can't be eaten."
"Why?"
"These are all transformed from ghosts. Once you eat them, you will suffer from severe stomach pain and die."
Linghu Lan's expression cracked slightly. As a ghost, how did you manage to say the words "ghost thing" so effortlessly?
In the ghost stories she had read, there was indeed one about a scholar who was walking at night and knocked on a door in the middle of the night. The host treated him to a delicious meal, but when he woke up the next day, he found himself sleeping in a graveyard with a terrible stomachache. A passing Taoist priest performed a ritual for him, and what came out of his vomit were cockroaches, rats, and ants. It was not the delicious food and wine he had seen the day before. It was all a trick by a ghost.
Could it be that I've encountered the same thing?
She glanced at the vendor, who turned around, spotted the ghost, and shouted, "What are you doing here again? Can't a person do business? Get lost, or the gods will come and get you!"
Linghu Lan's worldview was once again overturned: can mortals see ghosts?
Just then, a golden, radiant deity descended from the sky. Upon seeing the ghost, he shouted, "Where do you think you're going?"
The ghost screamed and darted away in a flash, like a frightened rabbit running away at lightning speed.
But the divine being caught up with her in just a few steps, and with a flash of golden light, the ghost disappeared without a trace.
Cheers erupted from the market.
"Congratulations, God, you've captured another ghost today."
"The gods are mighty."
"Gods, wait!"
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the divine being strode away.
The market was bustling again, with women and girls buying vegetables, and men and women of all ages sitting and eating. What happened to Linghu Lan was not even a "twist".
"Eat up, young lady. Ghosts often appear here and speak ghostly words. Please don't mind them."
When the vendor saw that Linghu Lan wasn't eating, he cheerfully explained, as if it were commonplace.
Linghu Lan laughed and said, "Do ghosts and spirits often come here?"
"That's right. We live very close to the ghost realm. Ghosts and monsters often come to cause trouble. If it weren't for the gods catching the ghosts, we would be in complete chaos. Girl, why aren't you eating yet? Hurry up and eat, or the soup will get cold."
"..."
Linghu Lan remained calm and composed; even ghosts, gods, and humans could see each other and coexist harmoniously...
This is a great and powerful design!
The vendor panicked, "Oh dear, young lady, you didn't actually believe that hungry ghost, did you? That's a ghost from the hungry ghost realm; she was just trying to trick you out of your food."
"If ghosts or monsters are coming, why don't you move?"
"Oh, moving isn't that easy, the roots are here! Girl, hurry up and eat, other guests will need the table after you finish."
"Oh!" Linghu Lan laughed, "It's definitely cooled down. Boss, could you add another spoonful of soup?"
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and slowly walked to the stove.
With a tremor of his hand, a bowl of soup was poured onto the fire.
The vendor was startled, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"What are you afraid of?" Linghu Lan looked up, smiling broadly. "The fire can't be extinguished."
The vendor's expression froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
"What did you say?"
"I said, how can karmic fire be extinguished?"
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