Chapter 477: with translation of chapter title

That night the whole ghost market was turned upside down; by the time Ye Zhangqing woke up, it was already noon the next day.

He struggled to open his eyes; the first feeling was exhaustion, that drained, empty exhaustion, as if his whole body had been wrung dry.

"What's going on?"

He muttered strangely, but before Ye Zhangqing could fully wake, Bai Hua Xianzi's gentle voice came from beside him.

"Husband, you're awake."

He turned his head to look at Bai Hua Xianzi beside him; she was still as beautiful and gentle as ever, but for some reason he felt a strange flutter in his heart.

After a moment's hesitation, Ye Zhangqing still opened his mouth to speak.

"Um, last night I.............."

"I know."

"You know?"

"Hmm, I've never blamed you, husband."

Saying this, Bai Hua Xianzi got up, took a pill from the bedside, and gave it to Ye Zhangqing.

"Come, husband, take it; you drank so much liquor yesterday."

"What is this?"

"Tenfold Great Supplement Pill."

"Huh???"

There's a problem, definitely a problem; although Bai Hua Xianzi is still the same as before, even gently helping him dress and wash up, Ye Zhangqing just feels a strange flutter in his heart and can't say why.

Even seeing Hong Zun and the others made Ye Zhangqing feel strange.

They were just afraid, afraid of what? It couldn't be fear of himself, so it must be..............

He turned his head to glance at Bai Hua Xianzi, who had been following him closely, still as gentle as ever, but what were Hong Zun and the others afraid of?

"Hehe, little Zhangqing is up."

"You drank too much last night, huh."

Everyone spoke with smiles that didn't reach their eyes, and Xu Jie and the others looked especially unnatural.

Not understanding, after resting a while, Ye Zhangqing also had the energy to cook, and nobody forced him.

After resting a day, and when the next day came, the group continued deeper into Ghost Valley accompanied by the gloomy ones.

But as they passed through the ghost market, seeing what should have been the ghost tower now with a huge crack, Ye Zhangqing grew doubtful.

"This is................."

"Oh, husband, you didn't know, but just the night before last, there was a sudden earthquake."

Bai Hua Xianzi replied with a smile, while Ye Zhangqing looked at her with a complex expression, "An earthquake?"

"What kind of earthquake could produce such a shape? This is obviously the result of a sword strike."

His gaze then turned to Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others; seeing this, they all nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes, an earthquake, what a huge earthquake."

"Yeah, I've lived so many years and have never seen such a strong earthquake."

They all nodded like pounding garlic, but what Ye Zhangqing didn't see was that, as they nodded, Bai Hua Xianzi flashed a satisfied expression, which let the others secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

After the events of the previous night, Bai Hua Xianzi had long become an existence that Xu Jie and the others absolutely dared not provoke.

This woman is truly crazy; even the three ghost kings couldn't stop her, it's simply outrageous.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this woman is petty, especially toward Ye Zhangqing, to the point of developing a kind of morbid affection.

Not only Xu Jie and the others, but when Ye Zhangqing turned his gaze toward the Yinchens, they too had complex expressions.

"You're not going to manage this Ghost Valley earthquake?"

"We can't control it."

How strange, really strange; after waking up from sleep, why does everyone feel weird?

But before Ye Zhangqing could think further, Bai Hua Xianzi gently linked her arm with his and smiled.

"Husband, let's go."

"Oh, okay."

Afterward, the group went deeper into Ghost Valley; whenever they encountered humans, they naturally rescued them directly.

As for this, the Yinchens didn't say anything more; anyway, the Ghost Emperor had agreed, so what more could they say?

The number of humans behind them kept growing, soon nearing ten thousand, and the troop became ever more massive.

And with such a huge Human Race troupe running rampant in Ghost Valley, the feelings of many evil spirits became extremely complex.

These are their blood food, after all; why has it become like this?

When have the ghost valleys ever seen such a thing, with humans, who are their blood food, boldly charging through Ghost Valley, and even having three ghost kings escorting them along the way.

Outrageous, simply outrageous.

Even more extravagant, the demands of Hong Zun and the others are endless; for example, now the group is sitting in a restaurant, and an evil spirit with a complex expression is taking their order.

"Give me a serving of spicy demon beef."

"None."

"Then how about spirit melon egg soup."

"Also none."

"Then stir-fried spirit chicken giblets."

"None."

"You have nothing at all and still dare to open a shop?"

After ordering several items and finding none available, Hong Zun flew into a rage; he was already in a bad mood, mainly because the group had come to this ghost market and learned that this place in Ghost Valley was famous for its cuisine.

Ye Zhangqing just wanted to come and taste the flavor.

This is also a kind of occupational disease; chefs naturally want to taste all the delicacies in the world.

Only by having a variety of flavors can one continually improve one's culinary skills.

Hong Zun and the others naturally weren't willing; in this world, who else's cooking could compare to that of little Zhangqing?

But faced with Ye Zhangqing's request, they felt embarrassed to refuse, thinking it was just one meal, they could endure it.

Besides, they've been eating from the small stove these past days; this little grievance isn't anything—who made little Zhangqing want to eat?

But after they came in and ordered several dishes, there was nothing, and Hong Zun flew into a rage right away.

"Find your manager, there's nothing—what kind of shop is this?"

Faced with Hong Zun's angry scolding, this evil spirit also flared up and immediately retorted.

"We're a ghost shop, you're sick."

Saying that, he also pointed to the menu on the shop wall.

Stir-fried leg meat, fragrant braised ten fingers..........

I thought this would make Hong Zun and them understand, but after a glance, Qi Xiong said unhappily.

"Are you sick? We're humans, yet you want us to eat people?"

"What the hell, I opened a shop in Ghost Valley—if I don't eat people, what do I eat?"

The evil spirit was about to cry; seeing this, Ye Zhangqing beside him said.

"Like this: we provide the ingredients, you do the cooking."

Huh???

"What the hell, you can play like this? Looking at Ye Zhangqing with a complex expression, after running a tavern in Ghost Valley for so many years, this is still the first time I've encountered such a situation."

"When the hell did the Ghost Valley Tavern become a human tavern?"

But there was no choice; the three Yincheng beside him didn't stop him, so the evil spirit could only take the ingredients Ye Zhangqing provided and head to the kitchen.

But when it brought the ingredients and the menu to the kitchen, the whole group of evil spirit cooks were stunned.

"What the hell are these?"

"Stir-fried demon ox meat?"

"Ghost chili stir-fried meat?"

"Spirit melon egg soup?"

"I'm telling you, kid, you didn't get it wrong, right? This is what we can make?"

Faced with the evil spirits' doubts, it also wore a helpless expression.

"Today our shop has been bought out by humans."

Huh???

"Now the evil spirits are even more dazed—are my ears okay? This is Ghost Valley, and you're telling us our ghost shop has been bought out by a bunch of humans?"