Chapter 151 Thunder Pattern Cymbals
Chapter 151 Thunder Pattern Cymbals
Tan Wenjie returned to the teahouse and stayed there temporarily.
He let out five big roosters.
The bald rooster seemed ready to grow feathers again. Tan Wenjie asked Feibao to bring more millet to feed the chickens. The chickens in Mr. Tan's house eat better than humans.
After feeding the chickens, he quickly put the things away. It’s not that he is heartless, it’s just that today is the Ghost Festival.
Let them go for a stroll, or the ghost will come looking for trouble with you.
What he was thinking about at this time was still "Thunder Seal". There was no word "Heavenly Book" in it, but the thunder patterns created could store electricity.
"Will ordinary household electricity work? Or does it have to be electricity related to mana? By the way, does electricity also have mana versions and non-mana versions?"
He also had to think carefully about what material to use to carry the lightning pattern. The best choice would have to be equipment and weapons that he could equip at will.
It costs 100 mana to make one, which is very expensive, so you must carry it with you at all times.
But it would be better if there is no limit on the materials, for example, engraving lightning patterns all over the bodies of the zombies and ghosts under your command, and when the fight starts... commit suicide first.
He held the machete, and after thinking about it, he decided to change it to a chainsaw, and finally to a cymbal that he had rarely used.
[Cymbals: The sound can repel ghosts]
The sound made by the cymbals colliding with each other can scare away ghosts, but it will also give Tan Wenjie a headache, so he doesn't use this thing at all. As far as I can remember, in "The Dead", Leon liked to use noise to exorcise ghosts.
A new type of ghost-exorcising formation consisting of cymbals, loud speakers, and even electric guitars and speakers.
"Ghost hunting must keep up with the times."
He tried to condense the thunder seal and the lightning gathered at his fingertips, but found it a bit unsmooth.
Recalling the smooth feeling of lightning automatically condensing in his mouth when he first upgraded and gained this power, he tried to focus on the tip of his tongue.
He opened his mouth, and his magic power was quickly extracted and transformed into pale lightning that condensed on the tip of his tongue.
zizi.
A little numb.
A twisted lightning pattern slowly took shape.
Tan Wenjie grabbed the cymbals and asked, "How do you carve it?"
As soon as he thought about it, lightning patterns "cracked" on the cymbals.
Check the cymbals again.
[Big Cymbal: The sound can repel ghosts; Thunder Pattern 1: 100/100]
"I can enchant myself?"
Tan Wenjie tried to make the cymbals collide with each other.
"Crack!!"
As the sound waves swept away, tiny electric arcs visible to the naked eye, like sound waves, wandered in the air.
"Ahhhhhh~~"
"Who?"
When Tan Wenjie turned his head, he saw Fei Bao's hair standing on end and his body shaking.
Fei Bao's lips were still trembling: "Master."
"Hahaha, Feibao, how did you feel just now?"
"I shuddered."
"Just a shudder?"
Although it is a range attack, the effect is not very good.
This collision consumed 10 energies. If it was replaced with palm thunder, it would be enough for Tan Wenjie to kill several fierce ghosts. Unexpectedly, it only made Fei Bao tremble.
However, the range of the spread is quite far. Feibao can be affected even when he is standing at the door dozens of meters away. If he uses more force, the spread may be hundreds of meters.
He stuffed the cymbals back into the suitcase. His mana was almost exhausted. He had no basis to continue his research. He would try to carve the second lightning pattern when he recovered 100 mana next time.
"Yes."
Fei Bao knew that Tan Wenjie must be studying magic again. After Tan Wenjie produced the strange suitcase, stuffed the pair of cymbals that were obviously bigger than the suitcase into the suitcase, and flipped his hand to make the suitcase disappear, he took the initiative to walk over and said, "It's time to eat."
"Let's go."
When they arrived at the teahouse lobby, Jingjing had already come over with a basin of water for Mr. Tan to wash his hands.
Tan Wenjie said: "I told you not to do this. Your talent lies in cultivation."
He was very optimistic about Jingjing's talent. Even if she was not as good as those "Uncle Nine's abandoned disciples", she was not much worse. Moreover, she was serious about her work. It would be a real waste of talent to let her be a maid.
Jingjing shook her head and said nothing, but everyone could tell that she was a somewhat stubborn girl.
After washing her hands, she sat down and Jingjing went out to pour out the dirty water.
"Come, Feibao, eat together."
Tan Wenjie waved.
Fei Bao shook his head: "Let's wait a while before eating."
There is a difference between masters and servants. Mr. Tan is different from the masters and bosses that Fei Bao knows. No wonder everyone wants to use connections to get a job in the Tan Mansion.
However, just because the master is easy to talk to doesn't mean that you will really agree.
It's okay to be hard to refuse a kind invitation sometimes, but today Mr. Tan doesn't want to drink and doesn't need anyone to accompany him, so he should still be more tactful.
"Forget it, it's up to you."
Tan Wenjie didn't care, he picked up his chopsticks and said, "I smelled the aroma of braised pork with pickled mustard greens outside today, and I've been craving it for a long time." "Ah——!"
Jingjing's scream suddenly came from outside, and then she staggered in.
"what happened?"
"Master, the female ghost you helped today is here again."
Tan Wenjie put down his chopsticks.
With a turn of his wrist, the machete was already in his hand.
He was willing to help the other party because the other party had never killed anyone, and he didn't want to see a ghost baby suffer, so sending it to Uncle Jiu was just a piece of cake.
Being willing to help doesn't mean he's easy to talk to.
After nightfall, there are fewer people and more ghosts.
Tan Wenjie looked at the pale female ghost outside the door and said, "I have sent your child to a fellow disciple. He can help find a chance for reincarnation. You don't have to worry."
The female ghost shook her head and opened her mouth, saying "ahhhhhh".
"If you ask me to help you reincarnate, I can't help you."
I can't help, I'm too lazy to help, we are not related.
Too many reasons.
"If you ask me to help kill a few ghosts, maybe I'll be eager to help."
The female ghost continued to shake her head, indicating that that was not what she meant, and then continued to scream.
If you want to understand ghost stories, your only option is to eat mud.
He was enjoying the delicious braised pork with pickled mustard greens and didn't want to affect his appetite.
"Fei Bao, go dig a piece of mud."
"Oh!"
Feibao trotted away and came back with a bowl of mud after a while.
"eat."
"I?"
"Nonsense, should I eat it?"
Fei Bao looked embarrassed, but still obediently pinched a large piece of mud and stuffed it into his mouth.
After the ghost ate mud, Fei Bao briefly gained the ability to communicate with the female ghost who could not speak human language.
"Gurgle"
"Ah ah ah"
"Ji Li Hua La"
"Ah ah ah"
"Puh!" Fei Bao spat out the mud in his mouth, scraped his tongue with his fingers, and then said, "Master has already asked clearly, she said that she was killed by her man, and she wants Master to administer justice."
"You really think I'm Justice Bao." Tan Wenjie shook his head, pointed at Fei Bao and said to the female ghost, "Tell Fei Bao what your man looks like, where he lives, and how he killed you. I'll ask him to help you report the crime."
Murder still needs to be punished by human laws. If the law cannot handle it, he would not be so rigid as to think that ghosts cannot be allowed to take revenge themselves.
After handing over the rest of the matters to Fei Bao, Tan Wenjie turned around and went back.
Picking up the braised pork with pickled mustard greens, Tan Wenjie felt that this black thing looked a bit like the bowl of mud that Feibao had just eaten, and his appetite suddenly disappeared.
After dinner and soaking his feet, Mr. Tan continued his research with the cymbals in his arms.
By engraving the lightning pattern on the magic weapon, the attack can be accompanied by lightning attack effect, but he always feels that this method is different from the introduction of "electricity storage".
"If we want to store electricity, we should be able to take it out and use it."
Passive use of electricity is different from active use of electricity.
“Can I use household appliances?”
He was just casually assuming that using mana to generate electricity was too expensive, and it would be cheaper to have money to let ghosts work.
The next morning, when Tan Wenjie was having breakfast, he heard Fei Bao mention that the police captain Awei had gone to arrest someone after receiving the report.
Captain Awei never fails in what he does. He really gets things done.
Not to mention that there was a ghost testifying, there were other witnesses as well. Even if there was nothing, Awei could still be tortured into confessing.
"what happened?"
Tan Wenjie heard Jingjing's voice outside, as if she was saying something.
After a while, Jingjing came back and asked cautiously, "Brother Wenjie, there is a beggar outside. Can I give him some leftovers?"
She always looks kind and her eyes are pure and innocent.
"Go ahead, but this is a teahouse, ask him to leave quickly."
People spend money to consume, they would not want to see a beggar squatting at the door.
"Uh-huh!"
Jingjing trotted to the kitchen to get the leftovers. When Tan Wenjie went out, he really didn't see the beggar, and he didn't care.
We usually do charity work like giving out porridge and food, and we encounter too many such situations.
(End of this chapter)