Chapter 240 Why are you chewing my saliva?

Chapter 240 Why are you chewing my saliva?

Chapter 240 Why are you chewing my saliva?

Gulp, gulp, three cups of wine went down.

The young man who was brought by his father to attend the banquet had forgotten the caution his father had asked him to do at the beginning, and he opened his mouth and spoke without restraint.

"What's the point of having a huge fortune? I'm not interested in material things! My father even said that I should buy an official position, but what's the point of being an official? What's the point of getting married? Only those mediocre fools would like that!"

Fortunately, no one paid attention to the young man at this table. Everyone gathered at the main table where Mr. Tan was drinking. Otherwise, he would have scolded almost everyone present with just one sentence and condemned them all.

"Bullshit!" Ah Fang, whose face had turned red from drinking, stood up and pointed.

The other fellow disciples were the same, looking at the young master with indignation.

"You wear nice clothes and have enough food and drink every day, and you say you don't like money?"

They are not interested in being gods, they just want to have enough food and drink to live a rich life, but people cannot choose when they are born. In their opinion, the playboy is just complaining without any reason, and he would have such thoughts because he eats too much and wears too warm clothes every day.

"You don't understand." The young man looked like he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk. He waved his hand without arguing, picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

But he found that the wine in his glass was empty.

He tried hard to open his sleepy eyes and look for the wine jug, but found that several people who were also drunk were looking at him with strange eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing." Several people stepped back at the same time, keeping their distance and shaking their heads.

Seeing the drunken young man lying on the table and mumbling "seeking immortals" and "seeking immortals", Xiaoyue subconsciously glanced in the direction of Tan Wenjie and whispered, "Let's not do it. What if something goes wrong?"

"Doesn't he want to become an immortal? What immortal is more powerful than the master who can bring the dead back to life? And if one wants to become an immortal, he must conquer demons and monsters. We just want him to see it in advance." Ah Fang said confidently.

Ah Xing also agreed with his statement.

After they drank too much, they forgot how terrible Zhang Susu was, and they all agreed that the young master was just a hypocrite.

A person who lives a life of luxury but says every day that he doesn't like money must be punished.

It is impossible for them to catch a real ghost, but they know some magic to make a fake ghost come around and take a look, which can easily scare the young man to death and make him talk nonsense.

The young man, who was in a daze, heard someone calling him and asking him to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was being carried out by two people.

He tried to open his mouth to speak, but due to not drinking for many years, his alcohol tolerance was very poor. His whole body did not belong to him, and he opened his mouth several times but no sound came out.

"You guys want to do something bad again?"

A middle-aged man with oiled hair and slicked back hair stopped them.

"Hey, Uncle Ming, why are you here?" Ah Fang and Ah Xing were embarrassed. "No, we just wanted to take Mr. Liao to pee. He was drunk."

"Does it take two people to carry someone to pee?" Mao Shanming didn't believe their nonsense.

Ah Fang said, "I held him up to prevent him from falling into the toilet."

Ah Xing added: "I'll help him hold it so he doesn't pee in the wrong direction."

"You two sly guys, if Fellow Daoist Zhang finds out, he will definitely not let you go."

Seeing the two men hesitating, Mao Shanming pretended to shout for help.

"Wait! Uncle Ming!" X2
"Hurry up and leave!" Mao Shanming glared.

"Leave now!"

The two men let go of the young man, who staggered to his feet.

"You can still stand, so you're not drunk." Mao Shanming said to the young master, "Go back quickly, it's almost over."

The young man nodded and thanked him with a big tongue, mumbling a lot.

"What are you talking about?" Mao Shanming didn't hear a word and turned away.

After standing there for a while, the young man found that he didn't know the way back. He found a direction and walked in that direction, hoping to find a servant from the Tan Mansion to ask for directions.

But along the way, I didn't see a single person.

The Tan Mansion is very large, several times larger than the Liao Mansion.

The lights that illuminated the entire Tan Mansion completely disappeared on this road. The pale moonlight shone into the spacious yet silent and cold courtyard. The dark windows and vermilion door seemed to seal something.

The big red lantern hanging above the head emits red light, like a huge blood eye in the dark night.

The young man suddenly shuddered, and most of his drunkenness disappeared.

"Kacha kacha kacha..."

Someone is eating.

"Who?"

He looked in the direction of the sound and found an open-air shed in front of him. Four paper figures were standing on the ground, holding gold ingot candles in their hands.

The paper figures surrounded a table, which was filled with food and a large number of gold ingot candles.

"Gudong." He swallowed subconsciously.

I blinked hard, but saw nothing.

Suddenly my ears felt a little itchy, and I vaguely heard the voice of a little boy.

"Brother Bao, it seems someone has gone to the wrong place."

Then another voice: "How about we send him back?"

"Who is it!" The young man turned around in horror and fell to the ground.

Is this really a ghost?
He remembered what he had heard in some strange novels and storytellers: if you meet a ghost, you must never look back, because people have three fires, two on the shoulders and one on the head. If you hear the sound and turn around, the fire on your shoulders will be blown out.

So he climbed up carefully, sticking his butt out and looking back from under his crotch.

Because someone also told him that you can see ghosts under your crotch.

Scared, but curious.

There were only four paper figures surrounding the table just now, but when he bent down and looked from under his crotch, several figures appeared out of thin air on the table.

The young master could be sure that those figures had never existed before.

A beautiful lady from a wealthy family, holding a candle in her hand, was looking at him with curiosity, as if she was wondering why he was sticking his butt up and looking at people from under his crotch.

The other one was also very beautiful and was eating something in small bites.

She's eating candles!
There were also two people, one big and one small, who were feasting on the food, holding a candle ingot in one hand and a chicken leg in the other, stuffing the food into their mouths ferociously.

Perhaps because the young man's behavior was so unique, they subconsciously stopped and looked over.

"It's a ghost! Ah!"

The four people under the red lanterns look no different from ordinary people, except that their skin is whiter and the red light is strange.

Especially the terrifying atmosphere when several people turned their heads to look at him at the same time made his heart skip a beat.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"Dabao and Xiaobao, go and help him up. He should be a guest of the mansion."

"Oh."

Two ghosts, one big and one small, stood up and floated over under the young man's crotch.

He wanted to run away but because of fear and drunkenness, he couldn't move.

The two ghosts reached out to grab him.

Suddenly, golden light burst out!
"what!"

"Ouch!"

The two ghosts screamed and flew backwards, some even flew out of the yard and disappeared without a trace.

The appearance of the golden light suddenly gave the young man's body tremendous strength. He got up and ran away, leaving the two female ghosts looking at each other in bewilderment.

"what is that?"

"I don't know, Xiaoyu, go check on Dabao and Xiaobao, I'll go tell the master."

"it is good."

The yard was empty, with only the "ghost banquet" table filled with gold ingot candles and four paper figures swaying in the gloomy wind.

The young man fled in panic and unknowingly rushed into a room.

The smell of burning incense and candles here is pungent. You can't even see the ceiling clearly in the room. I want to cough as soon as I enter.

As his eyes cleared the smoke and clouds, three figures appeared in the young man's sight.

In the middle is Guan Yu, and on both sides stand Zhou Cang holding a knife and Guan Ping holding a seal.

"God, save me!"

The young man knocked his head on the ground. He did not notice that the statue of Guan Yu moved and emitted divine light.

……

After drinking so much wine that everyone at the table was drunk, Tan Wenjie stood up and prepared to get down to business.

"Hmm? My feet feel weird."

Tan Wenjie lowered his head to look at Zhu Dachang, who had fallen to the ground drunk and buried his face at his feet.

When he lifted his foot, a shoe print was left on his face.

The way of giving gifts is really strange. As long as the red envelope comes, it's fine. Every time, I deliberately step on it.

"You're too polite." Tan Wenjie waved his hand, "Come here, help Dachang stand up, and wipe his face."

When he walked towards the backyard, he found that Afang, Axing and others did not come over to ask for red envelopes. When he was wondering why these guys had changed their nature, a ghost flew over.

Those who come to the banquet today are either rich or noble, very popular, and have noble fates, so ghosts should not approach them.

"Xiaohong, what's wrong?"

"A drunk guest in your house ran over to our place. Not only did he see us, but he also beat Dabao and Xiaobao away." Xiaohong briefly recounted what had just happened.

"Which direction did he run?"

"The courtyard where you keep the statue of the deity."

"Okay, got it. Go check on Dabao and Xiaobao."

Tan Wenjie strode forward. It was no secret that there was a ghost in the Tan Mansion, but no one took it seriously.

I have no money, and I keep ghosts at home and get bewitched by ghosts.

It is considered normal for rich and powerful people to keep ghosts. This is called "money makes the world go round".

Just as I entered the courtyard, I heard a man kowtow and shout, "God, save me!"

Tan Wenjie smiled, and as he approached, he saw that the statue of Guan Erye, which ignored him no matter how many incense sticks he received, moved. Not only did it move, it even emitted golden light.

Cultivation?

Face it!

We were served with delicious fish and meat every day, and incense was burned 24 hours a day, but Guan Erye didn't even nod his head. We didn't expect that others would just come and kowtow to us by accident.

Cultivating immortals is not about talent, but about connections.

"Who is it?" a voice came from inside.

"Mr. Liao?" Tan Wenjie said, "It's me, Tan Wenjie."

"Mr. Tan? You are not a ghost, are you?" the young man asked tentatively.

"There are gods enshrined here. How dare I, a ghost, come here?"

"Right."

After he came out, he told Tan Wenjie about his previous experience of encountering a ghost and claimed that he was almost killed by a ghost.

"That's my ghost. It doesn't bite."

"what?"

Tan Wenjie said: "Ghosts can be divided into good ghosts and evil ghosts. Black and White Impermanence are also ghosts."

"Uh." The young man paused, "That's the truth."

But he quickly responded: "Why is there a ghost in your house?"

There are ghosts in the house, but there are statues of gods enshrined.

Just as he was thinking about it, Tan Wenjie did not answer, but said: "I talked to Mr. Liao, and I heard that you want to be a god and don't want to marry and have children?"

"Only fools marry and have children!" The young master said bluntly, "Being a god is so carefree and happy."

After saying this, he immediately realized that the Mr. Tan in front of him was the "fool" and today was a good day for him to marry his wife.

"Master Tan, that's not what I meant."

But Tan Wenjie didn't care.

If someone else said this, he would just think that they were ignorant of the immensity of the world. However, the person in front of him was able to make the statue of Guan Erye appear when they first met. Such a person is destined to be extraordinary.

Another one who was destined to become an immortal in heaven, he just came to the lower world to gain experience.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Where are you going to seek immortality?"

"I heard there are gods in Laoshan, but this place is too far away from Laoshan. I plan to wait for a while before making a decision. If my father insists that I get married and have children, I will definitely go..."

He suddenly shut up.

Because he suddenly remembered that the person in front of him had a better relationship with his father. If he told him his plan, it was very likely that he would tell his father in turn.

"Laoshan, I also heard there are gods there." Tan Wenjie said, "I heard there are gods in Emeishan too. If you want to go there, I have a way. You can take a boat from the port to Shandong. My Tan family also has merchant ships."

"Thank you, Mr. Tan!" The young man was overjoyed and bowed to express his gratitude. He knew that his father really wanted to do business with the Tan family. If Tan Wenjie really nodded to help, maybe it would be successful.

Tan Wenjie brought a young man named Liao Zhen back to the front yard.

Then I saw Mr. Liao lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

"My father..."

"You've had too much to drink. The Tan residence has guest rooms. You can rest here for a night." Tan Wenjie patted Liao Zhen's shoulder. "I'll help you after he wakes up."

"Thank you, Mr. Tan!"

"Okay, okay." Tan Wenjie pointed behind him, "Today is my big day, Mr. Liao, I'll be leaving now."

"please!"

Only after watching Tan Wenjie leave did Liao Zhen react.

"That's not right! Why can he raise ghosts?"

Mr. Tan, who is willing to pray to the gods for help, is a very good man. Good people raise ghosts to do good things, but it also shows that Mr. Tan is not an ordinary person.

After being led to the guest room by the servant, Liao Zhen did not feel sleepy at all.

At the same time, Tan Wenjie had already arrived at the backyard.

"Madam, the master is here."

The old woman happily welcomed Tan Wenjie into the house, then tactfully closed the door and left.

There is not even one night left before the bridal chamber ends and there is another side.

As the "Third Lady", Ren Tingting actually has amazing talents.

After putting on his clothes and leaving the room, Tan Wenjie said to the maid who was waiting outside with a red face, "Change the mattress for the lady and help her drink more water."

"Yes, sir." The maid nodded with a red face.

Carrying the prepared clothes and bedding into the room, the maid's cheeks turned red as if blood could drip from her eyes when she saw the water stains on the floor.

The master is really great, and the mistress is also great.

It's the bridal chamber again.

Tan Wenjie no longer feels excited about marrying a wife, and even lifting the red veil has become a formality. He plans to reduce the number of wives he marries in the future, to no more than ten or eight.

It also has something to do with the fact that the two of them have no emotional foundation.

He and Ren Tingting have known each other for a long time, but he has not had much communication with Ao Ningshuang. In his eyes, Ao Tianlong, the more vicious version of Uncle Nine, is even more attractive than Ao Ningshuang.

Ao Ningshuang's situation is similar to his. It is her parents' will and she will marry whoever her father tells her to marry.

Although she seems to have grown up and lived outside the Great Wall for 18 years, Ao Ningshuang, under Ao Tianlong's education, is actually no different from Ren Tingting, Bai Rourou and others. They all believe that "marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog" is the truth.

Perhaps, only Ren Zhuzhu would not be like this.

Compared with the sweet and soft Ren Tingting, Ao Ningshuang has been practicing martial arts for many years and is one of the strongest among the younger generation, so her body is a bit stiff.

There are muscles, even abs, and the hands are rough.

Bai Rourou's boxing skills are also good, but she has a good figure. None of Tan Wenjie's women can compare to Bai Rourou. She has a shield on her chest and a reinforcement behind her hips. The beauty of her plumpness has been increased to the maximum level, and you can't feel any muscles at all.

"What are you doing chewing my saliva?"

"This is the bridal chamber."

　Tomorrow's 10,000 words

　　
　
(End of this chapter)