Chapter 179: The Nose-Picking Immortal of Mount Laoshan

Chapter 179: The Nose-Picking Immortal of Mount Laoshan

Chapter 179: The Nose-Picking Immortal of Mount Laoshan

Fire ghost is a type of ghost. It is more difficult to deal with and is also very rare.

The presence of a nickname proves that this ghost is extraordinary, even if its nickname is just "Red Robe".

The largest number must be water ghosts, with a unified nickname called "water monkeys". Half of those looking for substitutes are water ghosts.

"Do you want to stop by the Zhuge family?"

Bai Rourou raised her head and hesitated: "I'd better not go back."

Tan Wenjie also knew that she had been bent on sticking to her senior brother Zhuge Kongping. Even her marriage to Tan Wenjie was related to the pressure from her senior brother's wife. The eldest brother is like a father and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. In this era, the most important thing for marriage is the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words.

It would be a bit embarrassing to go back now.

Tan Wenjie said indifferently: "Even if you don't go back, I will go to Zhuge's house. Brother Zhuge still owes me a generator."

It doesn't matter what it is. To get your person, he also wants your heart. What Mr. Tan wants is the person. Of course, he also wants the heart, but the order of priority must be the person first and then the heart.

Now his relationship with Bai Rourou is progressing rapidly. They are not as affectionate as honey and inseparable, but there is still some affection between them.

Traditional women like Bai Rourou, who don't care about being a concubine, are very good at brainwashing themselves to accept the status quo.

Didn’t someone say that the shortcut to a woman’s heart must be... This is the way. Tan Wenjie has walked back and forth many times.

"You really don't want to go?"

"No, I'm going to practice with Jingjing."

"As you wish."

This time the journey was long. Even if they took a boat to Tianjin and then transferred to Zhangjiakou, it would take a long time, so Tan Wenjie once again thought of riding in a ghost sedan.

Flying in the sky is very conspicuous and can easily be targeted by monsters and demons. Last time, I was robbed by a thousand-year-old fox spirit.

But traveling thousands of miles at night is fast enough, and it travels in a straight line in the sky without going around the mountains or changing routes, so it can arrive in one night. He doesn't want to waste too much time on commuting.

Tan Wenjie first took a carriage to the provincial capital to see Michelle.

The Marshal's Mansion.

"Ajie, it's been a long time."

Michelle is very gentle.

"Are you here to see Nianying?"

The maid poured a cup of tea for Tan Wenjie and then obediently retreated behind Michelle.

Tan Wenjie thanked him and said, "I came here specially to visit Marshal Long."

His eyes swept across Michelle's belly.

My belly is flat, so I'm not pregnant, and the situation is not too bad.

If Michelle was pregnant now, he might have the idea of ​​trying everything possible to give Michelle a caesarean section on the spot.

"Da Long hasn't come back yet."

"Not back yet?"

"Do you have something urgent to discuss with Dalong?"

"I recently found a chef who knows Japanese cuisine. He is a very good cook. I heard that Marshal Long likes to eat delicious food, so I wanted to bring him over to let Marshal Long try it."

"Japanese food?"

"Sasami, similar to sashimi."

Michelle shook her head repeatedly: "I can't eat raw fish. What a pity. I can't taste the delicacies you mentioned."

The two chatted for a while and confirmed that Marshal Long might not be back for at least half a month, so Tan Wenjie wanted to get up and say goodbye.

"Ajie, please sit for a while. I have asked someone to find Nianying. She is out riding her bicycle to play."

"no need."

As his strength increased, he looked into the long term. Bai Rourou became the most basic unit of measurement. It was obviously unrealistic to marry the immature Nian Ying as his first wife. It was okay to have a love affair with a little girl.

Marry a virtuous wife. Last time when I was chatting with my master, he mentioned marrying someone who is 200 years older than him. He was not joking. As long as she is beautiful and capable, he will marry her, okay?

You are 18 years old. You can only be 18 once in your life.

But someone who is 200 years old can always be 18 years old.

He shook his head seriously, but Michelle didn't think so.

The Japanese chef thing was just an excuse. She could tell that Tan Wenjie must have come here for some other reason. What else could it be for? It must be for Nianying.

Oh, the shyness of youth is so beautiful.

"Wenjie, you're here!"

Hearing Nianying's energetic shouts and seeing the little girl in a little dress jumping towards him, Tan Wenjie's mood became much better.

"Let me see you."

Tan Wenjie's attitude changes quickly. In a 1V1 situation, he can guarantee that his love is absolutely pure!
"I found a very interesting place, come with me!"

Michelle watched Nianying and Tan Wenjie leave, and couldn't help but smile like an aunt. Once upon a time, she also had someone like him, but her life is not bad now, and she can follow her husband wherever he goes.

It was almost dark when Tan Wenjie and Nianying parted ways.

Watching Nianying return home, Tan Wenjie sighed: "It's true that you have to brush up your favor occasionally. It feels strange now and then."

That is to say, Nianying's upbringing style is more Western, otherwise a real lady from a noble family would never leave the house and would marry from one house to another.

Fei Bao on the side remained silent. He was used to it, really.

If one day Mr. Tan goes to a place and doesn’t have a confidante, he will definitely suspect that he has encountered a ghost.

"Fei Bao, you will leave for Renjia Town tomorrow. Also, bring a letter to Uncle Jiu for me. I will leave by myself tonight."

"I understand, sir."

Tan Wenjie did not write much in the letter, except to say that when Marshal Long came back, he could invite Uncle Jiu to the provincial capital to have a meal with Marshal Long in the name of a "welcome party", and maybe he could meet Michelle at the same time.

Exclusive summoning skill for Uncle Nine - Michelle.

The middle-aged boy's love is really pure.

Trick Uncle Nine over here first.

If Marshal Long really brought back the Five Ghosts Porcelain Cup, they could still take the initiative. With Uncle Jiu's help, he wouldn't be too nervous.

If Marshal Long hadn't brought back the porcelain cup, it wouldn't be long before news of the demon baby killing people indiscriminately appeared in the spiritual world.

After leaving the city, Tan Wenjie lit a stick of incense in an open space.

"Her vision~"

Just like the BGM of a sprinkler truck, the music always comes before Xiaoyu’s sedan arrives.

"You really can't bear to hear that, right?"

In the cold night wind, a sedan chair carried by eight people swayed in the wind and flew over and landed in front of Tan Wenjie.

Miss Dong floated out, still looking like a prickly-haired ghost.

"Let's go. By the way, fly higher this time."

While handing the suitcase to Xiaoyu, Tan Wenjie took out a disposable newspaper flight cap and put it on his head to keep himself floating weightlessly and not slow down.

Xiaoyu said, "Mine is a paper sedan. If I fly too high, the wind will blow it apart."

"Next time I'll burn your plane."

Even a ghost sedan has to follow physics, which is totally off the mark.

It’s better to burn rockets, which have less wind resistance.

He sat in the paper sedan chair, following it into the wind, chatting casually with Xiaoyu on the way.

Recently, Xiaoyu seems to be developing into a stay-at-home type.

As a "kind" of person, Tan Wenjie is very angry that Xiaoyu is both lustful and loyal. How can a lustful person be loyal? It ruins her character.

"wrong."

Tan Wenjie suddenly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and the wind blew into the sedan chair.

He looked at the paper figure carrying the sedan chair on his left.

"Did the paper figure I burned look so handsome?"

He turned his head and looked at the paper figure on the right. Why did he feel that it looked a bit like himself?

"Xiaoyu, something's wrong with you."

A female ghost with a small head controlling a big head suddenly stopped going out to pick men and instead stayed at home. It is very likely that her interests and hobbies have changed.

Xiaoyu said, "I've been learning how to put on makeup recently, and I draw some paper figures when I have nothing to do." "Really? I don't believe it."

"I promise that after I drew them, I didn't do anything else."

Tan Wenjie: "(目_目)"

There is no guarantee that he will not think in that direction, but if there is a guarantee, he will feel offended and feel chilled.

"Mr. Horn?"

"You hate it!"

Depend on!
In the second half of the journey, Tan Wenjie remained quiet. He just liked beautiful female ghosts, so he couldn't cut his flesh to feed the ghosts, and hesitating was not an option either.

A real man will not let his younger brothers suffer any injustice.

Unfortunately, I have a pair of born Yin-Yang eyes, which can be turned on but not off, and can see through the beauty of ghosts.

That's not right. Even if it could be turned off, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it. There's no need to use visual deception.

"The way back, if it really doesn't work, let's..."

Tan Wenjie thought about it and realized that except Xiaoyu, no ghost could take him back. Xiaohong had just died and was too weak, and the coffin spirit was too bulky.

In the end, I can only rely on Xiaoyu.

When he arrived at Zhuge's family, Tan Wenjie did not see Kong Ping and his son. He heard Wang Hui say that he seemed to have discovered a nest of zombies somewhere and was going to capture them.

As a collector in the zombie world, Zhuge Kongping spends all day thinking about catching zombies everywhere. It just so happens that wars are frequent in this era.

As the saying goes, when a country is about to perish, evil spirits are rampant, there are endless zombies to catch and endless ghosts to encounter.

People with braids can still be seen everywhere. Last month, he even met a young prince and royal zombies returning to the imperial tomb.

Zhuge Xiaohua is still like a silly girl.

The two's horoscopes match, and Zhuge Xiaohua is a woman who will bring good fortune to her husband and children. If Tan Wenjie hadn't married Bai Rourou, maybe... Of course it's impossible. For him, a good horoscope is not important at all, but good looks are important. Mr. Tan is very superficial.

"Sister-in-law, how is the Sealing Ghost Library going?"

Tan Wenjie was still thinking about the last buffet. The ordinary little kids and his own big rooster were not satisfied with the meal.

But the Zhuge family’s Ghost Sealing Library is different.

Zhuge Kongping likes to collect special species. Everything he gets his hands on has its own special features, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are unique pieces among ghosts.

Very worth eating.

"Are you still thinking about his Ghost Sealing Library?"

"Ghosts are full of evil. Although Brother Zhuge has the help of your sister-in-law, there will inevitably be some minor frictions in life."

"The Zhuge family has been raising ghost servants for many years."

She did not continue what Tan Wenjie said, fearing that if she really packed up all the Ghost Sealing Library and gave it to Tan Wenjie, Zhuge Kongping would be hostile when he returned. At least she would wait until he made a mistake next time before using this trick.

The ultimate move cannot be used without reason, otherwise you will be at fault.

The two chatted about some random things, and then Tan Wenjie mentioned going to take a look at the generator.

"If you need a generator urgently, take Kong Ping's generator back first." She was a little confused. "He is studying some kind of human corpse spirit shield, so he uses the modified spirit generator. Do you want to study it too?"

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "Sister-in-law, you don't understand the significance of this generator."

Ordinary generators require energy supply, which is unstable.

But Zhuge Kongping’s generator is different. Just like cranking a tractor, it can generate stable electricity by hand cranking, and it can also determine the output power in an "idealistic" way.

If you want to attract thunder, use a hand-crank generator.

If you want to use the corpse communication hood, you have to wear it directly on your head, but you still only need a hand-cranked generator.

"I'm not in a hurry. Let Brother Zhuge make it slowly."

He was really worried that he had taken the generator and Zhuge Kongping would go crazy when he came back.

The three of them had breakfast together, and the topic at the table naturally shifted to Zhuge Kongping.

There is a zombie mountain, and there are many zombies on the mountain.

He has seen too many similar situations. There are wild zombies everywhere. As long as they are not zombies that appear in the "plot", Tan Wenjie doesn't care, because there is no reward for killing them. At most, he will just kill them twice.

When the sun rose from the east, the mother and daughter began to work.

The Tieban Shensuan business is booming.

As soon as the door opened, there were more than 20 people queuing up, including those seeking love, career, marriage, etc.

Tan Wenjie no longer disturbed the mother and daughter from doing business and said goodbye and left.

While looking for the Taoist priest who gave the news about the red-robed fire ghost, I unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.

"Chizuru? Why are you here?"

"Uncle Master!"

Qianhe was also very surprised when she saw Tan Wenjie.

The two had not been apart for long, and Qianhe was impressed by his junior uncle who could use the Lightning Thunder Fist and had immense strength.

Qianzuru briefly explained the cause and effect.

"Although the zombie that the prince turned into was struck by thunder and turned into charcoal, the little prince still had to hurry on. There were evil spirits everywhere along the way, so I took over the job of Minister Wu and escorted the little prince to the border."

That’s right, the emperor of the previous dynasty hid outside the Great Wall.

"You are also responsible for this. If it weren't for you, Minister Wu and the others wouldn't be worried."

It only takes one encounter with evil to transform one from an unbelieving Taoist to a devout Taoist.

Tan Wenjie asked, "So you just came back from outside the Great Wall?"

Qianhe nodded: "Yes, I just came back from outside the pass, and happened to meet the villagers in this town who wanted to send ghosts back to their hometown, so I stayed to do more business."

Qianhe made money on this trip, but was also exhausted.

When transporting the coffin, they move slowly, but after the coffin is destroyed, they run as fast as they can.

"Uncle Master, where are you? Why are you running so far?"

"I heard there is a red-robed fire ghost here, so I came here to take a look."

"Red robe fire ghost? I want to help too."

"You should prepare to send the ghost back home first. Work is more important."

Tan Wenjie said goodbye to Qianhe for the time being, saying only that he would come over to help tonight, and then left.

It took another half a day to find the Taoist priest who knew the information.

Tan Wenjie looked at the man dressed like a rich young man. He had no magical powers, his steps were unsteady and it seemed that he didn't know any martial arts.

Judging from his face, his kidneys aren't in good condition either.

"I wonder which sect you practice Taoism in?"

He doesn't look like a cultivator. His talent is even more empty than that of a writer.

"I met an immortal who could walk in the air in Mount Laoshan and learned a few magic tricks from him."

"Laoshan?"

If the Taoist priests in Laoshan are real, they are more prestigious than those in Maoshan. For no other reason, Laoshan can be called "the home of immortals and the residence of spirits."

There doesn't seem to be any sects of cultivation in Laoshan, but there is a high possibility of encountering immortals or cultivators who are similar to immortals in the house of immortals.

"What does that immortal look like?"

"Long face, mustache, a bit vulgar, picking his nose..."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

Could it be Jigong? This immortal is too unruly.

After a moment of silence, Tan Wenjie said, "Let's get back to the red-robed fire ghost."

"To be honest, I only learned two kinds of magic from that immortal. One is the wall-walking technique, and the other is the soul-leaving technique. The last time I had a soul-leaving technique, I happened to see the red-robed fire ghost practicing in seclusion. And I also happened to hear that you, my fellow Taoist, offered a huge reward..."

He rubbed his hands awkwardly: "I have spent a lot of money in recent years searching for immortals and visiting Taoist priests. This... I want to supplement the family income."

understood.

Tan Wenjie is not stingy at all.

The advertising effect must also be promoted. If it succeeds, he will never lack monsters and demons to kill in the future.

"If the news is true, there will be a great reward."

(End of this chapter)