Plant... plant ginseng?
Where was the ginseng? Was it that fellow on the ground?
When a vicious ghost planted ginseng, did that mean planting a person in the dirt?
The ghosts exchanged varied looks, countless questions springing up in their minds. They glanced at Li Houjin, whose bruised, swollen head was the only part of him still aboveground, and shuddered involuntarily. They hurriedly turned away, afraid of angering this ferocious ghost.
The vicious ghost was certainly polite when he spoke, even knowing to apologize to them. But one could not judge a person by his expression alone, and the same went for ghosts. Who knew... even ghosts did not know just what sort of ruthless character this vicious ghost was.
The ghosts wandering outside Clear Harmony City were terrified, but the Foundation Establishment Celestials concealed among them were enjoying the spectacle. The reason was simple: someone had recognized Li Houjin.
Quite a few people knew Li Houjin, the [True Jue Celestial Person] of the Eastern Bian Li Clan.
"How did our illustrious [True Jue Celestial Person] end up planted as ginseng by a vicious ghost? Hahaha!"
"Hmm, perhaps the [True Jue Celestial Person] has a fondness for burrowing into the ground. Forget [True Jue] as his Dao Epithet-he should just change it to Ginseng Celestial."
"Interesting. Whenever I tried to meet Li Houjin, he always put on that dead man's face for me. To think he would have a day like this. It truly gladdens the heart."
Everyone stifled their laughter, exchanging voice transmissions and pointing at Li Houjin, who was planted in the ground.
Qin Tianyi was mingling among them, but he was in no mood to enjoy the spectacle. Instead, he studied the two vicious ghosts out of the corner of his eye, paying particular attention to the