Chapter 139: The Ghost Under the Tiger's Claw
Chapter 139: The Ghost Under the Tiger's Claw
"Ghost Hunting Co., Ltd., Manager Tan?"
In the principal's office, the principal, who looked a bit like Inspector Ashin, came over and shook hands with me.
"Right. Let's go see the painting you mentioned?"
"Okay, please come this way."
On the way, the principal also talked about a series of strange things that had happened in the school recently, such as some students seemed to be sleepwalking, and even someone's butt suddenly grew in front.
There was no big commotion until two days ago when there was a big commotion in the warehouse. Then several students said that a ghost from the Qing Dynasty came out and killed people, but they were saved by some ghost, and finally the ghost was sealed in a painting.
As they were talking, they had already arrived in front of the sealed warehouse.
Unlock the door.
It was just an ordinary warehouse storage room. Tan Wenjie turned his head and looked around, his eyes fixed on the wall.
A painting of Wu Song fighting a tiger.
It seemed fine, but there was an old ghost under the tiger's claws. The strange thing was that the old ghost had a smile on his face.
"It's that painting. No matter which direction we look at it from, the ghost will be staring at us and smiling!" said the principal, pointing at the painting on the wall.
Tan Wenjie walked towards Wu Song to fight the tiger.
He thought of a movie he had seen before, "Happy Ghost Saves Happy Ghost". He couldn't remember the specific plot, but it was very noisy and full of laughter. He only remembered the last scene where the happy ghost summoned Wu Song to fight the tiger and captured the troublesome old ghost and sealed him in a painting.
Moreover, the Happy Ghost finally became the Happy Buddha, had his own temple, and was worshipped by many people.
The old ghost was real, but he was suppressed by Wu Song and couldn't stand up.
Tan Wenjie reached out to grab the old ghost in the painting, but Wu Song glared at him and swung his stick at him.
The principal standing at the back only saw a stick suddenly thrown out from the painting and hit Tan Wenjie's head, but Tan Wenjie reached out and grabbed the stick and pulled it, actually pulling half a person out of the painting.
"Wu Song, you can't suppress this ghost. It will come out again in a few hundred years at most. Why don't you let me deal with it? I am very good at electrotherapy."
"Awoo!" The tiger in the painting jumped out again and bit Tan Wenjie.
Fighting tigers? Now his fists can kill tigers more efficiently than Wu Song.
Tan Wenjie knocked Tiger down with a sliding tackle.
Wu Song and the tiger attacked together. Tan Wenjie retreated quickly and dragged the principal out of the door.
Seeing him retreat on his own initiative, Wu Song and the tiger returned to the painting and continued to suppress the old ghost.
"That, that is Wu Song?"
The principal stuttered. He had invited Tan Wenjie over before because he heard from a friend that Ghost Catching Co., Ltd. was very capable and he wanted to have peace of mind. However, after what happened just now, he thought it was worth any money!
"That's not Wu Song."
It's just a patron saint that was created out of thin air. If it were any other painting, even Mona Lisa, I believe it would be able to suppress the old ghost.
Judging from the limited space, Tan Wenjie admitted that he was no match for the Happy Ghost. The other party was probably only one step away from becoming a Buddha, and might have already become a Buddha now.
The power of immortals and Buddhas is too far away from him and he cannot afford to offend them. For now, he'd better just be a superman.
Tan Wenjie picked up the dust sheet beside him, walked over and quickly covered the painting with it, then took it off and said, "Don't worry, Principal. I'll take care of this painting."
"Is everything really fine from now on?"
"If anything goes wrong, it's me, don't worry."
"Okay! Thank you for your hard work, Manager Tan!"
With the principal's warm farewell, Tan Wenjie drove away.
It took no more than half an hour in total, and he also picked up a portrait of a guardian angel that Buddha had casually made. He didn't know how to use it yet, but he never had too many good things.
"It would be nice if we could send the short muscle guy in and swap the old guy out."
The old ghost definitely deserves to be struck by lightning, and the one-for-one exchange is worth it.
Maple Grove Building.
It was noon.
"Master Tan!"
Luang Pu?
Ah, not Luang Pu, but looks exactly the same.
"Are you here to catch ghosts?" As a student who had attended classes for a few days, the landlady knew the staff composition of the Ghost Catching Company, and the young man in front of her had also attended a class.
He could start a fire with ease and summon thunder with a flip of his hand. In the eyes of students, he was already a god-like figure.
Some even believed that he was no longer a human being, but an old immortal who had the secret to maintaining his youth.
It's a pity that Tan Wenjie never accepts disciples.
Seeing him coming in person, the landlady immediately felt relieved, thinking that there must be no problem.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine with me here."
Even in broad daylight, as soon as he entered the building, Tan Wenjie felt his body covered by sticky ghost energy.
Ghostly figures can be seen hurrying in the shadows.
Fortunately, it was a local ghost that was afraid of sunlight and didn't dare to come out to do evil even in the middle of the day.
"Madam Landlady, how many residents are there in the building now?"
"Where are the residents left? They've all moved out! There's only one family of dancing girls left, but they have to go out to work at night and won't be back."
"That's good."
Tan Wenjie said: "I need black dog blood, a big rooster, a large piece of cloth, a large brush, and cinnabar..."
"How many?"
"The more the merrier!"
"Oh, and there is boy's urine. Please go to the kindergarten and buy some. Remember, it must be boy's urine."
"understood."
The person who can rent out a building is likely to be the richest and most well-connected person Tan Wenjie has ever met, so he is very blunt when making requests. He will spend money if he can, and there is no need to put himself in danger just to save money for her.
Two hours later, everything Tan Wenjie wanted was delivered.
There are three cars in total.
Tan Wenjie pulled out a big rooster from the suitcase and warned, "Be careful. If you die, I will drink chicken soup tonight."
As soon as he let go of the rooster, it immediately spread its wings and flew into the building.
It turns out that it’s useless to remind you.
After a while, Tan Wenjie received a reminder of the "hanging chicken" experience.
Although he didn't know who stipulated that ghost hunting could only be done at night, since the other party was in this building, he was ready to take action. He didn't take advantage of the other party's weakness and had to wait until twelve o'clock in the evening. Isn't that a mental problem?
He was not worried about the rooster. The rooster already had an electric beak, making it a natural nemesis of ghosts. Even if it died, it would not matter. He could just raise it again later.
We are short of everything except roosters. They are 10 cents each, very cheap.
Tan Wenjie picked up a machete and killed the chicken to get its blood.
Soak the ink fountain and rope to make red rope and chicken blood net.
Then use a brush to draw the talisman.
He was in the process of preparation until 4:30 in the afternoon.
“Oooooohh ...
The big rooster crowed loudly.
Just as Tan Wenjie was about to run inside, he thought for a moment and picked up the painting of Wu Song fighting the tiger from the car, picked up a bundle of chicken blood nets and rushed into the building.
The sun sets, the sunlight weakens, and the building without sunlight is filled with a ghostly aura.
I just walked a few steps in.
There was a flash of lightning ahead, and a big rooster pounced towards Tan Wenjie with a pile of chicken feathers all over the ground.
There was a group of ghosts following behind him.
"Hahaha!" Tan Wenjie laughed unkindly. The big rooster usually ignored him except when he was practicing boxing. Today he finally saw it get humiliated.
I feel very comfortable.
The big rooster hid behind Tan Wenjie and kept crowing.
Tan Wenjie kicked the big rooster: "Be quiet!"
He looked at the group of ghosts rushing towards him and suddenly pulled out the chicken blood net and threw it over.
Just like casting a net to catch fish, the ghosts were caught and howling, but no matter how hard they struggled they could not break free.
With a pull from Tan Wenjie, a net bag of twenty or thirty ghosts was dragged out of the building and exposed to the sun.
Chi chi chi——
Smoke filled the air.
In this way, three nets were caught and nearly a hundred ghosts were killed. The ghosts in the building retreated into the darkness with a covetous look in their eyes, but each of them looked at Tan Wenjie with murderous intent.
They are just waiting.
After dark, the ghosts will be released, and Tan Wenjie will surely die.
Tan Wenjie turned around, facing the building, and took out two paper figures from his pocket. He whispered, "Go quietly to see where the ghosts are coming from and which area has the most ghosts. Don't get caught."
The little paper man nodded, left Tan Wenjie, and quietly went into the building.
Taking this opportunity, Tan Wenjie sealed the door with a talisman.
Chicken blood, boy's urine, etc. were all brought to the entrance of the building for use at any time.
It came back after a while and chirped into Tan Wenjie's ear.
The situation is worse than Tan Wenjie had imagined. There are ghosts in almost every room in this building. The good news is that the number of these ghosts is not as many as Tan Wenjie thought.
After dark, the things he prepared might not be enough to deal with the ghosts, but now they are more than enough.
"There's a female ghost king inside who is very powerful?"
Their strength is slightly stronger than the red and white zombies.
He remembered that there was indeed such a female ghost in "The Haunted Mansion". She had a physical body and in the end she used the blood demon to leave her body and attract ghosts within a few miles, causing every corner of the building to be filled with ghosts.
Tan Wenjie admitted that he was a little greedy. He absolutely could not let go of the female ghost king who used him to make a nest. Such a good ghost who was brave enough to sacrifice herself and provide him with endless experience, if one died, there would be one less.
"In that case, what are you waiting for?"
He kicked the big rooster and said, "Let's go, kill the ghost!"
The big rooster flapped its wings and flew to Tan Wenjie's shoulder. How indifferent it had been to Tan Wenjie before, now it was as well-behaved as before.
It's going to transform into a fighting chicken!
revenge!
Inside the haunted building.
The ghosts hid in the shadows, staring at the man who was holding a black tiger flag in his left hand, a machete in his right hand, a dragon and tiger skirt around his waist, and a copper coin mask on his face.
Swah——
Four ghosts exploded from Tan Wenjie's body.
One of the twin girls was lying on the ceiling and the other was lying on the wall.
Mr. Li stared at Tan Wenjie fiercely, but Tan Wenjie threw a chainsaw at him: "Use this first."
The chainsaw is Mr. Li's only designated weapon.
Muscular dwarf: "What about me? Damn it, Tan Wenjie, I want a weapon too!"
Tan Wenjie kicked the muscular dwarf ghost on the butt and kicked him into the group of ghosts.
"Ah! Tan Wenjie, I fuck you...Ahhh, save me, Master Tan!"
The dwarf ghost, who had no skills but could always taunt others, screamed and the group of ghosts boiled like a tide.
"Kill!"
Tan Wenjie threw the command flag in his hand. Even though he did not invite the Tiger Lord to possess him, the remaining power of the Tiger Lord's magic weapon was enough to make the ghosts retreat.
buzz-
The chainsaw roared.
Click!
The machete chopped off the heads one by one.
[Experience gained: 5]
[Experience gained: 8]
[Gaining experience…]
This time, not only Tan Wenjie came to reap the rewards, but several of his ghosts also came to share the experience.
There was no other way. He needed to end the battle quickly. If he couldn't deal with the ghosts in the Haunted Building before it got completely dark, the situation might be reversed.
Between profit and security, he chose security and profit.
(End of this chapter)