Chapter 163 The King of Hell is really going to shudder
Chapter 163 The King of Hell is really going to shudder
Tan Wenjie has been living a relatively stable life in recent days. Although he came up empty-handed, the female horse thief did not come to make trouble after her death, and the other party did not come to cause trouble for him.
It is possible that he ran away because he knew he couldn't win, but it is more likely that he was preparing a backup plan.
In this regard, Tan Wenjie can only use his own methods to prevent it.
However, the rumor that Uncle Jiu could kill an entire village with just one laugh became more and more mysterious.
After the charity cemetery was bombed that night, Uncle Jiu laughed, and then everyone in a village far away was killed without a single human being left.
Uncle Jiu moved into Baohe Inn with him.
The house has already been rebuilt and the construction will take at least a few months.
So Tan Wenjie supervised his uncle to help him draw talismans every day. At the same time, he followed his uncle to learn how to draw talismans to suppress corpses, ward off evil spirits, draw five thunders, etc.
Jingjing put down the scissors and the paper figure she had just cut and stretched.
Life with Master Tan is easy and happy. I do some chores every day, read books, eat well and live well.
The only bad thing was probably that the eldest daughter of the Ren family had a strange expression on her face when she looked at him.
She had never thought about whether being a concubine was a good thing or not. She was satisfied as a maid who could have something to eat. She had never thought about more. Moreover, she believed that with Miss Tingting as an example, the master would definitely not be interested in her.
He took out a pocket watch, opened it and checked the time.
These were given by Mr. Tan. There was one for Feibao and one for himself. He did this in case they forgot the time.
It is said that this pocket watch is enough to buy several maids like himself.
Jingjing solemnly put away the pocket watch, got up and left the room, busy herself downstairs for a while before going upstairs. When she arrived at the door of Tan Wenjie's room, she hesitated and did not dare to knock.
At this moment, electric lights flickered in the room.
He must be practicing the magic again.
After a while, the light faded away, and Jingjing said softly, "Master, dinner is ready."
"Yes, I'll be there soon. Go and call Uncle Jiu and Wencai Qiusheng."
"I'll go right away."
Jingjing left and went to Uncle Jiu's room, raised her hand and knocked on the door, and the door opened.
"Jingjing, it's you."
Wencai looked at Jingjing with a silly smile.
Miss Tingting has no chance, and the master also said that their family backgrounds are too different. However, Jingjing, who has no parents and works as a maid, is different, so he may have a chance.
Jingjing, feeling somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by Wencai, took two steps back.
"The master asked me to call you to dinner."
"Huh? Oh oh, eat!"
Wencai immediately perked up and thought, it’s good to follow Brother Jie and have good meals every day.
"Master, it's time to eat!"
"Why are you shouting so loudly!"
Uncle Jiu casually slapped Wencai on the back of his head: "It's just a meal, you are useless, go away!"
Swallowing his saliva quietly, Uncle Jiu would not admit that he was also greedy. The food his master was eating was so delicious.
Go sit down at the eight-immortal table downstairs.
"Eight dishes today? And one soup for the four of us?"
Qiu Sheng shouted loudly.
All eight dishes are meat, and the most vegetarian one is the green vegetables under the braised pork.
The chicken soup smells delicious.
Tan Wenjie had just finished wiping his hands when Jingjing took the towel from him.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were very envious of his gentlemanly demeanor. How much money would one need to enjoy such a life? They wondered if a thousand dollars would be enough.
It’s great to have money.
Tan Wenjie sat down and said, "The food we prepared today is not rich enough. Eat, eat, eat. I also invited a roast duck chef. We will have roast duck tomorrow."
Wencai, who had already picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the food into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks: "Roast duck is good, I love it!"
"It's worthless!"
Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai.
"Have some soup, Uncle Jiu, Wencai, and Qiu Sheng!" Tan Wenjie stood up.
First, give a bowl to Wencai and Qiu Sheng, who are the closest and the youngest in seniority, and then serve a bowl to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu: "Drink it yourself, don't keep helping us."
Tan Wenjie nodded: "Okay." He brought the soup bowl in front of him.
"..."X3
silence.
The dinner table suddenly became quiet, and even Uncle Jiu ate a lot faster, because Tan Wenjie ate so fast. His teeth were like gates, and he chewed and swallowed after a few clicks, eating meat as if it was drinking meat.
Fortunately, eight dishes were barely enough.
Picking your teeth after a meal is also an important part of enjoyment.
The master and his two disciples had never thought that eating could be so stressful.
"boom!"
Suddenly, gunshots pierced the sky.
"Uncle Jiu, something bad has happened!"
The sound of gunfire continued.
"Qiu Sheng Wencai, go get something!"
"Oh!" Wencai and Qiu Sheng raised their sleeves to wipe their mouths and trotted upstairs.
The two rushed out together and saw a zombie rushing into the crowd with bullets in its head. When it saw Tan Wenjie and Uncle Jiu, the zombie immediately gave up the policeman who was about to be eaten and rushed over.
"Come!"
Tan Wenjie hooked his finger and a paper spy with a talisman painted on it flew out. As he pointed at the zombie, it flew towards it, bypassed the zombie's claws, and stuck to the zombie's forehead.
"Roar!"
The zombie raised his hand and tore off the paper man on his forehead, then continued to rush forward with a roar.
Tan Wenjie immediately said, "There's something wrong with this corpse. It's possessed by a ghost."
There are zombies in the world that are not afraid of corpse-suppressing talismans, such as royal zombies, bronze-armored zombies, etc., but those kinds of zombies are too rare.
Tan Wenjie himself has the zombies Uncle Dong and the twin daughters who are good at merging ghosts and corpses, so he is more inclined to the merging of ghosts and corpses.
They have their own skills, and targeted methods of catching ghosts or zombies are useless to them. Only attacks such as peach wood swords, lightning, etc. that are effective against all evil creatures can hurt them.
"Master!" The window on the second floor opened.
Qiu Sheng dropped a cloth bag.
Uncle Jiu did a somersault to catch the cloth bag, then landed in front of the ghost corpse.
The ghost corpse let out a "woof" and raised its claws to grab, but Uncle Jiu quickly approached and used his shoulder to block the claws. Then he used his left wrist to push the zombie's chin upwards to prevent it from continuing to pounce and bite.
A zombie can kill someone with one slap, but Uncle Jiu can withstand it with his body, which shows his strength.
Uncle Jiu bit his right index finger.
The index finger, a unique feature of Maoshan disciples, was connected to the aorta, and blood gushed out.
A golden sword appeared in Uncle Jiu's left hand at some point.
The blood from the fingertips brushed against the Money Sword.
The sword thrust upward, piercing the zombie's jaw.
Chichi——!
Corpse gas came out, and an old ghost popped half of its head out of the zombie, but quickly drilled back into the zombie's body.
The zombie, struggling in pain, went crazy and knocked Uncle Jiu back.
Uncle Jiu pulled out the ink line and tied up the arms of the zombie that was rushing towards him like a wild boar in a few seconds. He suddenly jumped back two steps, and the zombie was pulled to the ground.
Then he took out the Bagua mirror from the cloth bag and tapped it on the zombie's forehead.
Snapped!
The soul of an old ghost flew out, but was pierced through the chest by the Money Sword suddenly thrown by Uncle Jiu. It fell to the ground and struggled, unable to fly.
He casually used a corpse-suppressing talisman to immobilize the zombie, and then tied it up with a red rope to make sure there would be no mistakes. Then Uncle Jiu said, "Even the King of Hell would shudder when he sees a ghost possessing a corpse."
Tan Wenjie looked at Uncle Jiu who was calm and composed, then looked at the zombie, and then looked at the old ghost who was about to lose his soul.
Got it, you're bragging about yourself.
The series of actions just now were indeed beautiful. If Tan Wenjie were allowed to do it, he would definitely blow up the zombies first and then the ghosts inside. It’s not that he doesn’t understand Uncle Jiu’s methods, but that his fighting style is different from his and his efficiency is lacking.
Bang bang bang!
The gunshot rang out again, and Tan Wenjie looked behind Uncle Jiu with a serious expression.
"What's wrong?" Uncle Jiu asked.
Wencai ran downstairs and pointed to the distance and said, "Master, the King of Hell is really going to shudder now."
Uncle Jiu turned around and saw dozens of ghost corpses rushing towards him.
"Master, what should I do?"
"Run!"
He can still pretend to be invincible with just one ghost corpse, but with so many corpses, he really thinks he is invincible.
(End of this chapter)