Except for the leather stuffing, Wang Xian really couldn't tell that the plate of 'things' in front of him was dumplings.

"Which of you is this masterpiece?"

Wang Xian looked at Nangong Wu and Cheng Yao.

The reason why he only looked at the two of them was because Wang Xian knew that Su Jin could make dumplings, and he could make them pretty well.

Although he didn't know what Xuan Yue said, according to common sense, Taoist priests should be able to make dumplings.

As for Nangong Wu and Cheng Yao, one was the president of a top group before and the other was a 'bastard'. Only the two of them could make dumplings of this shape.

"You just eat it when it's put in front of you. There's so much to do!"

Mom glared at Wang Xian.

"I didn't say I wouldn't eat it!"

Wang Xian immediately apologized, picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.

This is his own mother, what can he do if he is being criticized?

Just bear with it!

Just go with it!

Although the shape of the dumplings is not very good-looking, the taste is nothing to say.

This is actually quite normal. The flour and filling used to make dumplings are not the ordinary flour and meat fillings used in the past.

In addition to dumplings, there are also some home-cooked dishes, all made by his mother, which makes Wang Xian feel at ease when eating.

After eating the dumplings, Wang Xian did not leave, but planned to stay overnight today.

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The repetitive days made Wang Xian really go crazy.

The main reason for this is that whether it is an advanced dungeon of purgatory difficulty or a leveling wild monster, there is no challenge for him at all.

In this way, the days passed day by day.

Until one day, Jian Twenty-three suddenly came to Wang Xian.

"Did something happen again?"

Wang Xian looked excited.

Jian Ersan looked at Wang Xian doubtfully and said, "Why do I feel that you really hope something bad will happen?"

"No, nothing!"

Wang Xian immediately waved his hand.

"Is it?"

Jian Twenty-Three looked suspicious.

Obviously, he didn't quite believe Wang Xian's words.

"Stop thinking so much and tell me quickly, what do you want from me?" Wang Xian asked.

"Do you know the ghost market?"

Jian Twenty-Three asked Wang Xian a question.

"Nonsense, of course I know!"

Wang Xian looked at Jian Twenty-Three speechlessly.

What is this question?

How could he not know about the ghost market?

It's just that the ghost market is a rare thing. If you're not lucky, you won't be able to find this thing at all.

etc!

Wang Xian was suddenly stunned.

Why did Jian Ersan ask him if he knew about the ghost market?

Could it be that?

Wang Xian immediately looked at Jian Twenty-Three.

Jian Twenty-san nodded and said: "Tonight, a ghost market will open, and I also got news that the ghost market will open an auction house. It is said that there are rare treasures for auction."

"Let me go, how did you get the news?"

Wang Xian was extremely surprised.

The ghost market is erratic and has no fixed place at all. If you want to enter the ghost market, you really can only rely on fate.

"Actually, I don't know either. The people above told me to go to the ghost market to check it out tonight." Jian Twenty-san scratched his head.

"That's it..."

Wang Xian nodded.

"going or not?"

Jian Twenty-Three asked.

"Nonsense, of course I'll go!"

Wang Xian immediately stood up and walked outside.

"Old Wang, it's still early, what are you doing?"

Jian Twenty-Three got up and caught up with Wang Xian.

"Of course I'm looking for someone to ask for money!" Wang Xian said.

Since he knew that the ghost market was about to start an auction, he naturally had to prepare a large number of gold coins. Otherwise, if he found something he liked but did not have the gold coins to buy it, he would regret it to death.

You know, according to rumors from the previous life, there were artifacts being auctioned in the ghost market.

"take money!"

Wang Xian found Su Jin, who was in charge of the financial power of the "Immortal Palace".

"What do you need money for?"

Su Jin stared at Wang Xian warily, as if guarding against a thief.

Every time Wang Xian asked her for money, he asked for a lot of money, and he didn't know how to save money at all, which made her feel very distressed.

"Why are you so money obsessed?"

Wang Xian stretched out his hand and knocked Su Jin on the head.

With the talent of [Goddess of Luck’s Favor], ‘Immortal Palace’ is not short of money at all, but this little girl Su Jin’s films are being deducted to death. Every time he pays for medicine, this girl has to write ink for a long time.

"Humph! I do!"

Su Jin snorted arrogantly.

"Stop talking nonsense and give me the money quickly!"

Wang Xian urged.

"How much?"

Su Jin pouted and asked.

After Wang Xian thought for a moment, he said: "Let's take one billion first!"

"Oh, a billion...how much?"

Su Jin originally wanted to pay, but then she heard a number that almost scared her out of her wits.

"No?"

Wang Xian asked.

Su Jin rolled his eyes and said angrily: "One billion gold coins? See if selling me is worth so many gold coins!"

Wang Xian tugged on Su Jin's fox ears and said thoughtfully: "The ancestor of the fox tribe would be worth a billion gold coins if put up for auction in the ghost market."

"Smelly brother-in-law, are you really planning to sell me out? I'll bite you to death!"

Su Jin immediately opened her mouth, grabbed Wang Xian's hand holding her ear, and bit it.

"It hurts, it hurts!"
To be continued...