Below the stage, in the audience seats.
A black-clad ghost who was laughing heartily suddenly froze.
He was chubby and short, only about 1.4 meters tall.
His chubby face was ashen, as if it had been powdered.
Above her two small dimples, two pieces of bright red rouge, each the size of an egg, were pasted on her cheeks.
He looked like the youngest son of a landlord had died.
It doesn't look as scary as other black-clad ghosts.
Just then, it stopped smiling and belatedly looked down at the octagonal table in front of it.
On the black tabletop, his own offerings lay scattered in a mess.
Gold, silver, yellow, and white ingots were scattered on the table.
"He... he's holding my plate and knife?" It scratched its head dumbfounded, looking completely incredulous.
"I just came to watch a show for a few days, to have some fun and have a good time. And a human kid stole my bowl?" Having relied on his strength to survive alone in the Ancient World of Forgetfulness for many years, he never used his brain.
So, having gotten used to watching people have fun, he was suddenly a little bewildered.
"He stole my bowl?" He stretched out his chubby little hand and pulled the black-clad evil spirit who was happily laughing next to him in front of him.
"Tell me, didn't he steal my bowl?" In his belated anger, a surge of powerful ghostly energy erupted from his body, pinning the malevolent spirit beside him to the ground, rendering it motionless.
"Ah? Lord Ghost King."
"What are your orders?" The evil spirit was intimidated by his aura and obediently knelt on the ground. At the same time, it couldn't help but tilt its head and secretly watch Lin Fan on the stage cutting off the heads of the newly born God of Mockery one by one and stuffing them into his mouth, laughing happily.
As a fun-loving creature, it's always looking for amusement.
"I want to ask you, did he take my plate? I don't understand..." the chubby ghost in black asked again.
"The Ghost King is right, he did indeed steal your plate and knife."
"Haha...this is so much fun!"
"Okay, I understand." The black-clad ghost gently squeezed his eight fingers, crushing the laughing ghost with a loud pop, before looking at Lin Fan again.
"But he ate so heartily!"
He swallowed hard, tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then reached for a plate and a knife from the nearby octagonal table. He walked onto the stage.
The tentacles and chains formed by the [Mocking Paper Prison Burning Heaven] will instantly vanish upon contact with it, leaving only dense darkness and deep cold.
He walked step by step to Lin Fan's side.
"Hello."
Why did you take my plate and knife?
Hearing his greeting, Lin Fan and his sister turned around together.
All I could see in the clean and tidy restaurant was a chubby little boy with fair and rosy skin, dressed in an elegant black tuxedo, holding a plate and a knife, smiling at me.
He was only about three or four years old, chubby, dressed very formally, and looked as cute as a little adult.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle took your plate since you weren't here. I was going to ask the waiter to get you another one." Lin Fan couldn't help but pinch his chubby cheeks because he looked so cute.
He squeezed the child quite hard, but the child didn't cry at all, so Lin Fan's impression of him instantly became very good!
"Good boy, you're so good. How about I treat you to some cake?"
With a gentle chop and flick of his wooden knife, Lin Fan scraped off most of the cake from the dining table and smeared it onto the chubby boy's wooden plate.
"Don't be shy, eat up."
He chuckled as he spoke.
"Oh." The black-clad ghost, who never liked to think, naturally followed his train of thought and began to gnaw on the piece of paper that Lin Fan had just cut off from the God of Mockery.
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"Mmm, it smells really good!" His dark eyes lit up.
...
"Witch doctor, touch me."
"No, pinch me."
"Am I dreaming? Lin Fan is not only eating that ghost, but he's also inviting a fat, black-clad ghost whose cultivation level is indiscernible, but which is clearly higher than a demon with a domain, at least at the sixth level, to eat with him?"
"Has the world gone mad? Or am I mad? I just can't understand it."
The spider opened its mouth wide and asked blankly.
The fortune teller frowned, shaking her head as well: "I don't understand it either!"
"These evil spirits are unlike any we've encountered before."
"Although they are all gathered together, they are clearly not a group of people."
"It's like... one of those legendary people who have no purpose, just want to have fun."
"Could it be... that this is where evil spirits gather to cause trouble?"
"And the people in Buckingham are the actors in this farce?"
Looking at the mocking god, which had grown another white paper lantern-shaped head but was cut in half by Lin Fan with a single stroke, she guessed speechlessly, "And this evil spirit with power above the sixth rank, who is now being treated like food by Xiao Fan, is the organizer of this show, this ghost play?"
"If that's the case, does it mean that if Lin Fan really kills this guy, this ghost show will be over?"
"Hmm!" The spider's body trembled slightly as it moved closer to the sorceress, saying as it pondered, "I agree with your guess."
"I just don't know if those people in Buckingham are alive now. If Lin Fan kills Chao, will they live again, or will they die without Chao's power to support them..."
"If they all become monsters after they die, that would be a big problem."
The fortune teller calculated with her fingers, then shook her head: "I can't see clearly; it's a fog."
"Perhaps we'll have an answer after Xiao Fan actually kills or scares away this taunter."
"But... how come Xiao Fan is so amazing?"
"Isn't he a Tier 1 Sequencer, He Jia Huan? How could he single-handedly slaughter this at least Tier 6 evil spirit? Is there something I don't know about this?"
The spider shook its head: "Who knows!"
"But we're all buddies, and it's always good for us if our buddies are capable! Otherwise, we'd all be dead here today! Don't think too much about it! The more secrets he has, the better!"
"If Xiao Fan really grows into one of the four great guardians, or even a god-level guardian, wouldn't we brothers rise to prominence along with him?"
"When we go out, and people say I'm the brother of a god-level guardian, all those girls will go crazy and pounce on me and sit on me..."
Hearing the spider's expectant voice, the fortune teller couldn't help but roll her eyes and look at Lin Fan again.
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"Come on, little brother, eat up, don't be shy with your older brother."
"It's all self-service, eat until you're full!"
Lin Fan looked at the cake that had popped out from the center of the table again, much smaller, and couldn't help but feel somewhat dissatisfied:
"Is this restaurant afraid we'll eat them out of business? Why are the buffet cakes getting smaller and smaller?"
"How can you do business like this?"
He cut the cake into the chubby boy's plate and said casually:
"Here, young man, have this cake! Don't be shy!"
"The restaurant owner is too stingy. If he didn't let you eat well, come with me later, and I'll take you to eat something else that's good!"
"Really?" The chubby black-clad ghost raised its head from the head of the mocking paper, its eyes sparkling as it looked at Lin Fan:
Are you sure you want me to come with you?
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