Chapter 246 I haven't brushed my teeth yet
Chapter 246 I haven't brushed my teeth yet
"Are you saying that someone is going to the Tan Mansion to steal things? We must tell Mr. Tan." Xiaoyu said seriously.
Abin, who had come back from vacation to rest, also nodded.
"Yes, this matter must be told to Mr. Tan."
Chu Liu asked back: "Those people are in the dark, and Master Tan is in the light. If they really clash, can Master Tan stop them?"
But the two of them had made up their minds to inform Tan Wenjie, and seeing this Chuliu had no choice but to nod.
"It's too late today. Let's go early tomorrow morning."
He had no feelings for the Tan family, so he didn't want to take risks for the Tan family, but his good brother and the girl he liked both regarded the Tan family as their support.
"No, we have to go tonight!" Abin stood up.
He has now become the head chef of the Tan family and has a bright future. Many aunties, seeing how well he is doing, want to introduce girls to him.
Xiaoyu also stood up: "I'll go with you."
A Bin said, "It's the sixth day of the new year. We won't be back tonight. We'll come back tomorrow."
"Go ahead." Chuliu waved his hand.
When it comes to cooking skills, he is even better than Abin, but his development is not very good.
When he was in the Marshal's Mansion before, the Marshal's second wife liked him, and the Marshal liked the dishes he cooked, so he often stole food from the kitchen, and he was doing quite well.
But it’s different here. Recently, Chuliu clearly felt that the boss discovered he was stealing vegetables.
It was normal for the cook to steal food, he just took home the food he couldn't eat.
Walk out the door and look in the direction of the Tan Mansion.
"Pooh!"
My throat was a little itchy, and after spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, I immediately felt a lot better.
At the same time, the bird ghost came with the ghost messenger.
Seeing a man standing on the side of the road, the bird ghost didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked over, the other party pouted and spat at him.
The bird ghost narrowed his eyes, and when Chuliu took a step forward, he tripped.
"Ouch!"
Chuliu screamed and fell flat on his face. When he got up, he felt a cold forehead. He raised his hand and wiped it, only to find that it was bleeding.
"Did you hit a ghost?"
There was no hole on the ground, and he was very clear that someone had just tripped him.
If you can't see it, it could only be a ghost.
Thinking of the old man he met while watching the play today, Chuliu decided to find someone to save himself.
"I didn't expect him to be so smart." The bird ghost smiled as he watched Chuliu running away while muttering to himself, "Don't be surprised if there's something strange."
He realized he had encountered a ghost after falling on flat ground. He reacted very quickly.
"Sir, do you want to keep an eye on him?" a ghost asked in a low voice from the side.
"He spat on you, so I might as well blow on him and make him seriously ill."
The other ghost officials had similar reactions. They had done this kind of thing many times and were used to it, and even considered it fun.
"Let's go catch someone first. Someone's time has come." The bird ghost flipped open the ghost book in his hand and took a look. "Tan Mansion, let's go."
Outside the Tan residence, a group of people had already prepared their knives and were wearing night clothes.
"Have you decided where to put the money?"
"It's confirmed." The person who answered nodded, "But the money is not much."
"The Tans are not easy to deal with." The leader narrowed his eyes and stared at the street lamp at the entrance of the Tan residence. "We can only make a quick buck by marrying Shanshan into the Jiang family. There are not many people in the Jiang family, which makes it easier for us to act."
"Just rush in? I haven't been able to check how many people are in the guards' rooms. Isn't that a bit risky?"
"Just rush in! Take the money and leave."
A dozen people ran to the outside of the courtyard wall of the Tan Mansion and jumped over the top of the wall lightly.
"follow me!"
Someone drew his sword, and the remaining dozen or so people also drew their swords.
We are destined to kill a lot on this journey. I hope everyone in the mansion likes to go to bed early, otherwise they will die.
The leader was about to jump.
"boom!"
There was a gunshot.
Then the sounds of "bang", "bang", and "bang" of gunfire rang out like firecrackers.
Corpses fell from the wall one after another.
Only a few managed to escape, but they were soon surrounded.
"police?"
Several people looked at the police who had surrounded them and their expressions changed. They wondered why the police were keeping watch at the Tan residence.
The servants who heard the gunshots watched from a distance and pointed at the corpse.
"Get out of the way! The master is coming!"
The crowd dispersed.
Tan Wenjie came over, wearing his clothes.
"report!"
A policeman stepped forward and saluted, "We found an illegal intruder wearing night clothes and masked. To ensure safety, we chose to shoot immediately. We killed 12 thieves and captured 3 thieves! There were no casualties on our side!"
Tan Wenjie nodded and said, "You did a great job. Each of you will receive 3 yuan."
"Yes!"
Tan Wenjie glanced at the man whose face had been stripped of the black cloth.
It was indeed Tang Long.
The Tan residence does not have guards, but Tan Wenjie has police teams from three towns. Isn't it hard to understand why he uses the policemen he fully supports to act as guards?
His own private army.
He even got three cannons from Marshal Long.
The last time he dealt with Shi Jian, he realized one thing: thermal weapons are still the truth.
He had doubts in his mind as to whether a god could survive a nuclear attack, but he would try it if possible.
"Kill them all, and then put up notices outside after verifying their identities."
"Yes!"
The gun was raised again.
After three gunshots, the body fell to the ground.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and Tan Wenjie turned around and found that the bird ghost was standing beside him with a group of ghost officials. He met Tan Wenjie's gaze and nodded to greet him with a smile.
He watched as the ghost officer swung out the soul-catching rope, tied up the souls of Tang Long and others with handcuffs and shackles, and then used the mourning stick to drive the confused souls away.
Tan Wenjie didn't look away until his figure completely disappeared.
The other people around didn't move, because the master suddenly stopped talking, and the others waited quietly.
Tan Wenjie looked at Xiaoyu and Abin and said with a smile, "Xiaoyu and Abin did a great job. I'll reward them 5 yuan each."
"Thank you, sir!"
They were both pleasantly surprised.
When you come out to work, don't you want money? No verbal incentives are better than money.
"Okay, let's all go back and rest." Tan Wenjie pointed to the ground, "Housekeeper, arrange for someone to clean it up."
"Yes!"
……
Some thieves actually targeted Mr. Tan, and all of them were shot dead.
This incident caused quite a stir.
But everyone thought it was natural. That was Tan Wenjie. He had done a lot of big things in the past year, and killing a dozen thieves was nothing.
Some people even expressed their incomprehension.
Belly button farts - what do they think.
You have no cannons and no troops, yet you still dare to rush into the Tan Mansion to rob money. A chicken in the Tan Mansion can take your lives.
Inside Zixia Temple.
"Learned it?"
Tan Wenjie looked at Liao Zhen who was meditating in the distance, and began his speech with "Oh my god" to express his inner shock at the moment.
Hard work is useless, otherwise what's the point of having talent?
He thought he had been able to stabilize his mentality, but he didn't expect that after seeing Liao Zhen really learn the Zixia Heart Method, his mentality was still a little broken.
He simply couldn't learn the Zixia Heart Method.
A group of "Uncle Jiu's abandoned disciples" are similar. They may have good talents, but they seem to have thorns under their butts and can't sit still at all.
It only took Liao Zhen a few days to master the Zixia Heart Method, and he didn't dare to imagine what would happen after a month.
It won't be possible that he will ascend directly in half a year or a year.
Cheating is really amazing.
Convex (*^▽^*) Convex
Zhang Susu's face was serious: "I suspect he is the reincarnation of a person from heaven."
Tan Wenjie: "No doubt, he is it."
Zhang Susu: “…”
Keep an eye on Tan Wenjie.
"Don't look at me like that. This disciple is for you. Just tell me whether you want him or not."
"Of course I want it!"
Who doesn't want a good disciple? A master-disciple relationship means that the other person will become your own connection after he ascends to heaven.
Even if the Buddha came out of the body of a peacock, he would have to acknowledge that the Peng bird was his uncle.
With such a network of connections in front of her, Zhang Susu couldn't say against her conscience that she didn't want it. She was a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, but not a close relative.
"Then teach him well." Tan Wenjie thought for a moment and said, "Gods and immortals who come to the mortal world usually have their own calamities."
If you want connections, you have to take risks.
"I understand." Zhang Susu said.
"Then I won't say any more."
"What are you doing here today?"
"Bring a letter for Liao Zhen." Tan Wenjie took out a letter. "It's written by his father. Bring it to see the situation here."
He hopes not to accept any more extraordinary disciples.
It's not an ordinary person, he definitely can't stand it.
"Wait, isn't that Avi?"
"What's Awei?" Zhang Susu said, "That's Aqiang, my new apprentice, who is from Renjia Town."
The man named Aqiang, who actually looked very similar to Awei, immediately came over with a smile when he saw Tan Wenjie.
"Master Tan, I'm Ah Qiang! I'll be a disciple of Zixia Temple from now on. Should I call you Uncle Master?"
Tan Wenjie shook his head, "I am just the deputy head in name only."
He couldn't handle a bunch of bastards before, and now even Aqiang from "Mr. Vampire" is here, and he has to use his head to block them.
Zixia Temple was ruined, and even the gods couldn't save it. Ah Qiang felt it was a pity, he was not very interested in practicing Taoism, he wanted to be rich.
However, since I can cling to Mr. Tan's patronage, I shouldn't be short of opportunities.
It was too noisy here, so Liao Zhen opened his eyes.
"Ah Zhen." Tan Wenjie said, "The letter your father wrote to you."
"coming!"
Liao Zhen took the letter, read it quickly several times, nodded calmly, and put the letter away.
"What's written in the letter?" Afang and others came over and asked curiously.
"My father wants to marry a wife."
"Your dad? He's still strong and healthy!" Xiao Hai gave a thumbs up.
Still strong despite old age? All thanks to the medicine given by Tan Wenjie.
"Your father is going to give birth to a younger brother for you. What will you do about dividing the family property?" A Qiang couldn't help but ask.
"Divide the family property? If I can really give birth to a younger brother, I will give it all to him."
"what?"
Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect Liao Zhen to be so open-minded.
Liao Zhen nodded: "I am not interested in marrying a wife, having children, and being rich and prosperous. I just want to cultivate immortality."
Everyone gave a thumbs up: "The Tao is firm!"
Liao Zhen held his head high. The support from his fellow apprentices made him feel more and more that his persistence was not wrong.
Women can only cultivate themselves!
……
……
Matchmaker Wang looked the beautiful woman in front of her up and down.
Look at the upper body, the child will not be hungry.
Look at the butt, big hips and big buttocks mean the woman can give birth.
Look at the skin again, it is as smooth as cold jade.
Look at the eyes again, the pair of big eyes seem to be able to speak.
Finally, look at this face, a top beauty.
However, such a beauty came to the town to find me as a matchmaker and asked to marry into the Liao family.
Matchmaker Wang has been tying red strings for people all her life. She has arranged marriages for people of equal social status, people of lower social status who marry into a higher social stratum, child brides, and wives for good luck. It can be said that she has done both conscientious and unconscionable things.
But looking at the woman in front of her, she really thought it was a pity to marry Mr. Liao. It would be better for her to marry her own son.
"How old?" asked the matchmaker.
"Me? Twenty-five."
"She's not young anymore." Matchmaker Wang nodded, and suddenly felt that it was not appropriate for her to marry her son.
The age difference is too big.
"Were you married?"
"Of course not!" The woman frowned slightly, "You're not matchmaking for me, I'm matchmaking for my junior sister."
"So that's how it is." Matchmaker Wang was not embarrassed and continued to ask, "How old is your junior sister?"
"Seventeen."
I have seen people selling their children, but I have never seen anyone selling their junior sisters. She is only seventeen years old, and it is old enough for Mr. Liao to be her grandfather.
"You have the final say? Where is your birth date?"
“It’s already been calculated,” the woman said.
Matchmaker Wang shook her head and said, "You have to bring it here. I'll send it to Mr. Liao's mansion for him to take a look. If you decide whether it's okay or not, then he has to say it's okay, too."
In matchmaking, the role of the matchmaker is self-evident.
Many people don't know what their partner looks like before they lift the veil before getting married, and it all depends on the matchmaker's words. How can they charge fees if they don't demonstrate their importance?
The woman nodded. "That's right."
She casually wrote down her date of birth and name.
Matchmaker Wang asked, "Are there any photos?"
"Photos? No."
"Where is the portrait?" Matchmaker Wang asked again.
"Have."
Matchmaker Wang took the portrait and opened it, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's really beautiful."
She thought that the woman in front of her was extremely beautiful, and the girl in the portrait was smart and lively, not inferior to the woman in front of her.
"How is it?" the woman asked anxiously.
Matchmaker Wang stood up and said, "Wait here. I'm going to Liao's house."
After saying that, she didn't leave, but looked at the woman.
Under the other party's puzzled gaze, he coughed lightly: "Hey, what's your name, young lady?"
"My last name is Bai"
"Miss Bai, I am old and weak, so it's no big deal for me to run for you once. But you can't bear to see me run alone, right? You have to hire a sedan chair anyway."
Miss Bai suddenly realized and took out a golden bean from her arms.
"Is this enough?"
"Enough, enough, wait for my good news!" Matchmaker Wang took the golden beans and went out happily.
Holding the golden beans, Matchmaker Wang walked briskly, panting all the way to Liao's house, but she didn't notice that the white girl was following her curiously.
"Mr. Liao, great joy! Great joy!"
Following Tan Wenjie's suggestion, Mr. Liao, who was doing anal lift squats, stopped in confusion.
"Matchmaker Wang, what's going on?"
"Don't you want to get married? You already have a plan."
Matchmaker Wang praised the woman to the skies and finally took out her birth date and portrait.
After reading it, Mr. Liao shook his head.
"The birth date is not suitable."
He stroked his beard and said:
"I have already invited several gentlemen. Besides, she is a sheep and I am a rat, so this is not a good match."
"This……"
zodiac sign conflict is indeed a big taboo in marriage.
"Not getting along with you?" A voice came from the door. It was Miss Bai.
She said, "My sister is going to marry your son, not you."
"My son?" Mr. Liao shook his head. "It's me who wants to marry, not my son."
"What, your son doesn't want to get married?" Miss Bai was shocked.
She was looking for a matchmaker to fulfill her master's order, but she found the wrong person.
She also felt that this family was a little improper. The father wanted to get married at his old age, but he didn't let his son find one.
"My junior sister and your son's horoscopes match, Mr. Liao, you have seen the portrait, my junior sister is beautiful, and well-educated."
"I can't make the decision."
Mr. Liao refused without even thinking about it. He had already figured it out. It was obvious that the rebellious son did not want to get married, and forcing a cow to drink water was not a good idea.
The method proposed by Tan Wenjie is still the best. No matter how old a man is, no one is willing to admit that he is not capable.
If he had another son at this age, Mr. Liao decided to hold a grand banquet to let everyone know how great he was.
The tuba was no longer useful, so he just wanted to practice the trumpet and enjoy the process of making the trumpet.
Miss Bai had never seen such a strange family.
"I've already said that I won't interfere in his affairs anymore. If you really want to marry your junior sister to that rebellious son, you should go and negotiate on your own."
If the arrangements of parents and matchmakers were really useful, why would Mr. Liao have to worry about it until now and have to take up the task himself?
Although he was excited about going into battle himself.
I have tried it recently, and it is even tougher than when I was young!
"He is in Tanjia Town. You can go find Mr. Tan Wenjie in Tanjia Town. My son listens to him now."
"Thank you."
Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, Miss Bai turned and left.
Walking into an empty alley, she raised her right hand and a sword sounded.
A short sword with a tassel flew out and hovered beside her. Miss Bai lightly tapped her toes, and her body flew up lightly and then landed steadily on the sword.
The next moment, she turned into a ray of light, rushed into the sky and disappeared.
Tanjia Town.
The sword light fell silently without attracting anyone's attention.
Miss Bai came to the roadside and planned to find someone to ask where the Tan Mansion was, but she keenly felt that someone was watching her.
Unlike those who simply look at him because of his appearance, his gaze is sharper.
After making eye contact with the other person, he nodded slightly as if to say hello.
A person who is practicing cultivation, and his energy and spirit are extremely strong. Although he is good at concealing his breath, his strength is not as good as his own, so his disguise is useless in front of him.
Miss Bai took the initiative to step forward and said, "My fellow Taoist, is there a Mr. Tan in this town?"
It would be more convenient to ask fellow travelers. After communicating with Matchmaker Wang and Mr. Liao, Miss Bai felt that there was no way for her to communicate normally with the people living down the mountain.
"Yes." The other party simply nodded.
"Do you know where to find him?"
He pointed to his nose: "That's me."
"you?"
Miss Bai had a preconceived idea that someone who could gain the respect and trust of Mr. Liao's age must be quite old, but the person in front of her looked even younger than her.
"If there is no one else in Tanjia Town who dares to call himself Master Tan, it will be me."
"That's great." Miss Bai thought to herself that finally something could go smoothly today.
Ordinary people wouldn't care about talking about marriage and consequences with them, and would even avoid them after knowing the true identity of their junior sister.
But for practitioners, it is different and the difficulty is greatly reduced.
Miss Bai said, "I have a marriage I want to discuss with you."
"You wait!"
……
When Tan Wenjie left Zixia Temple, he unexpectedly saw a familiar face on the roadside.
Xiao Min, the teacher who devotedly taught him Japanese in "Ghost School".
Since learning mute Japanese, Tan Wenjie has become much more confident when killing Japanese devils. If he doesn't learn other people's language, he won't be able to hear when he is scolded, and he can't fight back, which will definitely affect his mood.
Only when you speak dirty words out loud can your mouth be clean.
The "Xiao Min" in front of us is older and has become "Da Min". She has completely lost her youthfulness and is now showing her own charm.
"You're talking about marriage?" Tan Wenjie took a half step back. "Girl, although you are very beautiful and have a great figure, and you are my type, but you want to talk about marriage when we meet for the first time? That... uh, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
Tomorrow is also ten thousand words
(End of this chapter)