Chapter 142: 4th Junior Brother, Please Borrow Your Grandmaster to Pay Homage

Chapter 142: 4th Junior Brother, Please Borrow Your Grandmaster to Pay Homage

Chapter 142: Junior Brother Simu, Please Let Me Pay Homage to Your Grandmaster

Late at night in the wilderness, the client was left aside and he was having sex with a vixen.

Chilling!
Tan Wenjie shouted, "Leave the banshee alone and let me take over!"

Simu, who was far away, was still concentrating on dealing with the vixen, when he was startled by a sudden scream.

The wind was blowing, and a figure rushed in front of him in an instant.

Tan Wenjie: "Do you mind having one more person?"

Four eyes: "..."

Vixen: “…”

Simu blinked at Tan Wenjie, hoping to deal with the vixen first, but saw Tan Wenjie suddenly reach out and grab the vixen's neck and lift her up.

"Be careful!" he shouted subconsciously.

You do have to be careful, because after an animal becomes a spirit, its body will undergo drastic changes. Its strength, speed, size, etc. will all change greatly. If you confront it head-on in this situation, you will most likely be killed by one claw.

The human body and the spirits cannot be compared.

The vixen obviously thought so too, and her hands turned into fox claws to grab at him.

However, the situation did not develop in the direction that Simu and the vixen had imagined. Tan Wenjie casually slapped away the fox's claws, then grabbed the vixen's neck with one hand and pressed her face to the ground with a little force.

Step on the head with your feet.

The vixen struggled frantically, and in the blink of an eye she transformed into a white fox.

No matter how hard it dug with its claws, it couldn't break free.

Suddenly, the fox spirit felt that the foot that was like a mountain on its head moved away. It wanted to escape but felt its butt and tail being grabbed, and its body flew into the air uncontrollably.

Boom!
Boom!
Let go.

A brand new fox corpse lay limp on the ground.

Simu swallowed his saliva. He suddenly felt that this method of attack looked a little familiar.

"It's broken, my client!"

He suddenly came to his senses.

When I ran over to find my zombies, I found that they were lined up obediently in a row, with Feibao standing next to them.

Although Fei Bao had not learned magic spells in an orthodox way from Uncle Jiu, he had no problem dealing with a group of ordinary zombies. It was just that he consumed a lot of blood by biting his hand to capture these zombies, and there was a very obvious red dot between the eyebrows of each of them.

Those who practice Taoism usually connect their index finger to the aorta.

This unexpected encounter made Tan Wenjie think of "borrowing the ancestor" again. Although Simu did not know the secret method of becoming a muscular man and could only ask the ancestor to possess him, the ancestor himself might know it, and he did not forget that Simu would start the plot of "Uncle Zombie".

There is a royal zombie in the coffin that was struck by lightning. Not only did it not die, but it became even stronger.

I remember it happened shortly after Simu met the vixen.

"Vixen? This is the third one I've met this year." Simu said.

Tan Wenjie: “…”

It turns out that vixen are so common. He thought he could use them as a plot anchor.

Simu said, "With warlords fighting each other and people living in poverty, there are more and more demons and monsters. The easiest to cultivate are fox spirits. After many years of cultivation, these things can transform into human form. Those who are not many years old are also very good at changing and deceiving people. They are very common."

It’s true that Tan Wenjie himself has also encountered a vixen.

The two chatted for a while and then talked about cultivation.

"...I did receive a lot of help from Junior Brother Shi Jian before. The days we spent together were very relaxing and comfortable. It's a pity that he went to Xishuangbanna on purpose. I don't know if he has arrived after not seeing him for such a long time."

After saying this, Tan Wenjie finally realized that he really didn't mean to mention "uncle master" and "nephew master", nor did he deliberately nod at Simu because Simu had always called him "Ajie".

Everyone knows that he is a very generous person. How could he take the initiative to let others call him uncle-master?

"Master...Uncle?" Simu obviously didn't know about this.

It was impossible for Shi Jian to reveal it to others on his own initiative. He didn't care whether he had a young uncle above him.

Age and generation cannot be equated. It is not uncommon for people in their seventies or eighties to call teenagers grandpa.

It's not that he couldn't say that his "Lightning Thunder Fist" was "given" to Tan Wenjie, but it was too unpleasant to involve his apprentice in eating, drinking, gambling, smoking, and owing money.

Therefore, it is normal that Shi Jian would not take the initiative to mention Tan Wenjie to others.

Tan Wenjie: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that I took the second uncle of the Zhu family as my master."

Hearing this, Si Mu smacked his lips. He had always felt that Tan Wenjie had a talent for Taoism, but he was unlucky in his fate and would be unlucky against his master.

It doesn't matter if it's Master Ke. He and Tan Wenjie have known each other for too short a time and they haven't investigated his character. It's impossible for him to become Tan Wenjie's disciple just because they met once, and he doesn't really like to teach apprentices.

When people take in disciples, they like to train them from a young age and raise them like sons.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, Tan Wenjie suddenly became his uncle.

"Hey! Junior-nephew Simu." Tan Wenjie put his arm around Simu's shoulders. "We have known each other for such a long time. Please don't call me Junior-nephew, or I will get angry!"

Four eyes: "..."

Have you known each other for a long time? Three or four months at most.

Also, you asked me not to call you uncle, but you kept calling me nephew. Are you reminding me not to forget the title?

Seeing that Simu was silent and pretending to be an expert, Tan Wenjie said, "Your way of dealing with vixen is very novel. I was just about to go to Renjia Town, and I just happened to discuss with him the method of feeding the vixen with one's own body. It turns out that catching vixens can be done this way, sacrificing male beauty and showing weakness to the enemy."

Four eyes: "..."

He knew that his senior brother was the most hypocritical. Although he would not kill ghosts and monsters without hesitation when he saw them, he would definitely not leave them alone. If he tried to kill monsters by throwing himself into their arms, he would definitely be punished if the other party found out.

"Master Simu, why are you silent and pretending to be an expert?"

Simu: "Meet Uncle Master."

"Hey, look at you. I told you not to call me uncle."

If Simu hadn't considered that he might not be able to beat Tan Wenjie, he would have definitely taught this kid a lesson.

Fortunately, Tan Wenjie knew when to stop and did not continue to call him nephew. Instead, he changed back to calling him "Simu".

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, how do you practice?"

Just based on the three punches and two kicks from Tan Wenjie just now, he was sure that he was no match for Tan Wenjie.

How to practice?

It’s a pity that other people can’t learn this method, not even Tan Wenjie himself, because he has no money.

Tan Wenjie: "Just like this, then like that, isn't it very simple?" Simu: "..."

Forget it, just pretend I didn’t ask.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Where are you going?"

Simu nodded: "Send the client away, but I need to go home and rest first."

He had to sleep in the open air and drive corpses for several months, relying entirely on his two legs to move at night and stay awake during the day. His home was not far away, so he planned to go back and take a look.

"What a coincidence! We haven't found a place to stay. Why don't we go to your house and rest for a while?"

Simu nodded and said, "Of course, but it will take me a long time to drive the corpses. Why don't I tell you the location and you go first?"

Zombies travel too slowly and can take an entire night to cover more than ten miles.

Tan Wenjie: "Forget it, I'll go with you. I just want to practice a little bit."

"Will you help me drive?"

Simu was very excited. If he hadn't wanted to be lazy and found a frog to help lead the way and drive the corpses, he wouldn't have let the corpses run all over the ground.

Tan Wenjie said: "Don't worry, I already knew how to do something this simple."

We had indeed met a long time ago, but we were not very familiar with each other.

However, he was not very good at refining corpses. He did not care about it. He thought it would be against the harmony of nature, so he might as well spend money on lotteries. The zombies and ghosts drawn from various [Secret Realms] were very difficult to refine. They were all special species that could only be cultivated by various coincidences.

Having said that, Tan Wenjie lost interest in driving corpses after trying it for a while. The only corpse he needed to concentrate on controlling was the zombie Uncle Dong, but it was not as troublesome as driving corpses.

The red and white zombies and the little zombies have higher IQs than each other. They can easily come up with conspiracies, tricks, disguises and begging for mercy, and they don't need him to control them.

So after he lost interest in the simple experiment, the job of driving corpses was thrown to Fei Bao.

Fei Bao has a serious work attitude. Simu originally planned to get home in the afternoon, but unexpectedly they arrived before dawn.

In the wilderness, two thatched houses stand side by side.

Simu has already shouted: "Jia Le!"

The wooden door creaked open, and a yawning young man walked out: "Master, you're back?"

Simu warned, "Come and take the customer in. Remember to be gentle and careful."

"Oh."

Then the three of them saw Jia Le walk up to Tan Wenjie and hug him.

Jiale pressed his face against Tan Wenjie's chest. He tried to hold him up, but he could feel the preciousness of his fine silk clothes. "Hey, Master, your client is very rich this time. He actually used such beautiful clothes for his shroud."

"Why is there still a heartbeat?"

Jia Le was puzzled, then he looked up and met Tan Wenjie's eyes as he looked down at him. He immediately let out an "Ah", let go of his hand and backed away screaming.

He was very flexible and did not fall down even though he was tripped by a stone.

"Teacher, master..."

Simu raised his hand and punched Jiale on the head: "What father? Call me uncle!"

"Huh? Oh!"

Although Jiale was a little rash, he was very obedient and greeted Tan Wenjie nicely: "Master uncle."

Four Eyes: "Hmm?"

Jia Le raised his seal above his head and said, "Uncle Master!"

Simu nodded in satisfaction: "Yeah."

Tan Wenjie nodded: "We are about the same age, there is no need to be so nervous, just call me Brother Jie."

He walked over and patted Jiale's chest and squeezed his shoulders: "You're pretty strong."

"Hey, Brother Jie."

No one likes to suddenly have a grandfather over their head.

“This is Fatty.”

"Brother Bao!"

Jiale was busy moving the body, and Feibao also helped.

Tan Wenjie followed Simu into the room.

"Simu, who is your next-door neighbor?"

"A stinky monk is making trouble for me. I am going to give him money to move away."

"I don't think anyone lives next door."

"He only comes back a few times a year, and those are the times when I'm home. When he comes back this time, I will definitely ask him to move."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

He heard a lot of information, for example, the monk next door was often not at home, but the two of them had a tacit understanding and would go home at certain times without tacit understanding.

Also, it turns out that this time you were not passing by to go home and rest, but to meet the monk next door.

He doesn't care about the monk-taoist CP and doesn't even want to support them.

He was concerned about something else: "Si Mu, can you lend me your ancestor so I can worship him?"

Simu was surprised: "Ah? Can we borrow it to worship the ancestors?"

Simply unheard of.

However, he still took out the incense and handed it to Tan Wenjie, pointing to the room where the candlelight was burning: "It's in there."

Simu went to purge the water, and when he came back he yawned and wanted to take a nap, but he found that Tan Wenjie was sitting in front of the ancestor's altar without moving, and he kept saying something.

He became curious and leaned over to listen quietly.

This is my home, so it doesn't count as eavesdropping.

Because Tan Wenjie did not deliberately hide it, Simu could hear it clearly: "...We all have great strength and are born with supernatural powers. Although you are born with it and I am born with it, we are almost the same. Why don't you teach me a few tricks?"

Simu smiled. How could the ancestor bestow any Dharma?

But then he couldn't laugh anymore.

A ray of light flashed and penetrated into the center of Tan Wenjie's eyebrows.

　It rained, and I accidentally slept for the whole afternoon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)