Chapter 302 Red and White Collide

Chapter 302 Red and White Collide

Chapter 302 Red and White Collide
"Boss Tan! I want to see Boss Tan! Boss Tan!" A man came trotting over but was stopped outside the door by the police.

"What's going on outside?" Tan Wenjie looked up and barely freed himself from the gentle care of the three women.

He had three ladies taking care of him, each with one or two maids, and there were also helpers outside. His scene was quite exaggerated.

Look at my father-in-law, Lao Deng, he has been gritting his teeth for a while.

"The people outside said they were sent by Master Miao." Fei Bao relayed.

"Let him in."

He did not stop the person from trotting in, and at a glance he knew who was Mr. Tan.

"Boss Tan, I was sent by Master Miao. Our master wants you to save his life."

"Help? The zombies have been dealt with."

"No, it's true that there is still a ghost haunting our Master Miao."

"Oh." Tan Wenjie nodded suddenly.

They had noticed before that Mr. Miao had a black spot on his forehead and was not far from death.

Although I have never studied physiognomy carefully, it is not difficult to judge whether the other person has suffered a bloody disaster or not, and to feel whether the other person is entangled with resentment through his face.

Mr. Miao must have done something wrong, otherwise he would not be haunted by resentment.

Rescue someone? He was merciful for not sending a set of soul-splitting meal to the person after he was killed.

"Why doesn't he come himself?" Tan Wenjie did not refuse directly.

They are still on someone else's territory.

"Our master has been ill." The visitor spoke somewhat awkwardly.

"Let him come here. No matter what monsters there are, as long as we three are here." Tan Wenjie glanced at the other two.

With three of us including myself, three disabled and sick people, it was totally unconvincing.

However, with Bai Rourou, Ao Ningshuang and Fei Bao all here, ordinary monsters and demons are no match for them.

"Yes, I'll go right away!"

After the others left, the servants went out to prepare to pack up. It was inconvenient to travel at night, but it was not difficult to find a place to stay in Miao Village.

There were only a few people left in the room chatting.

Ao Tianlong frowned and asked, "Ajie, do you really want to help?"

Tan Wenjie took out the talisman paper and quickly tore out two paper figures, infusing each with magic power. The paper figures moved their bodies quickly and came to life, then flew away quickly on a gust of wind.

He wanted to send paper men to investigate, one to ask people and the other to ask ghosts, using two approaches at the same time to dialectically come up with the answer that was closest to the truth.

"Don't worry."

Ten minutes later, the paper spy flew back and landed on Tan Wenjie's shoulder.

He whispered a lot in his ear.

"What did you find out?" Ao Tianlong asked.

"They were attracted by beauty together." Tan Wenjie said, "Miao fell in love with a young singing lady and tried to coerce her into submission. Unexpectedly, he killed the young lady's husband, and the young lady also died. Now the dead man has turned into some kind of evil corpse and is here to take his life for some reason."

"Why didn't I see that evil corpse emerge before?" Tan Wenjie wondered.

Ao Tianlong: "If you were a zombie, would you dare to show up in front of the Millennium Zombie King?"

"You're right." Tan Wenjie suddenly realized. He had never thought of this. It seemed that the concept of hierarchy among zombies was closer to that of wild beasts. Once the zombie king appeared, the other zombies could only obey.

So he should be thankful that the Millennium Zombie King was chased to Miao Village by his father-in-law, otherwise if he ran to a hilltop with a group of powerful zombies, endless troubles would be waiting for him.

"What are you going to do?" As Ao Tianlong asked, everyone else turned to look at Tan Wenjie.

Really want to help?
Taoist Mao said, "We can't just sit there and watch the evil spirits kill people."

Although they all hate evil, when it comes to the relationship between humans and monsters, they will always stand on the side of humans. They would rather kill the evil corpse first and then kill Mr. Miao, than sit idly by and let the other party kill people.

Different properties.

Although Ao Tianlong did not say anything, his meaning was roughly the same. Evil people can die, but evil creatures cannot kill people. Moreover, for the poor people who have become evil creatures because of resentment, killing more people will not resolve the resentment, but will only increase the sin of killing.

"Leave it to me." said Tan Wenjie.

Soon Mr. Miao arrived.

As soon as the other party entered the room, he saw three patients sitting on armchairs.

"Mr. Tan, Mr. Tan..." Mr. Miao bowed.

"Where is the body of the woman you killed?" Tan Wenjie was too lazy to argue with him.

The policeman who was already guarding the door raised his gun and put it against the other man's head.

"You, you, you, what are you saying? I don't understand." Mr. Miao's legs were shaking.

"Then don't understand." Tan Wenjie ordered, "After killing him, search his house! And his family members, don't let any of them go, arrest them all, investigate them one by one, drive away those who are not problematic, and shoot those who are problematic on the spot."

"Ah?" Mr. Miao was stunned. He thought he had found a savior, but he didn't expect it to be a fatal disaster.

Even now he still didn't believe it: "Master Tan, you must be kidding."

Tan Wenjie pursed his lips.

Someone dragged him out immediately.

"Wait, I'm telling you, I'm telling you!!"

With the sound of a gunshot, it became quiet outside.

Ao Tianlong and others looked at Tan Wenjie in amazement. His decisive action frightened them.

"Ajie, is this what you said to leave to you?"

"I am enforcing the law impartially and eliminating violence. I am not killing people with malicious intent," Tan Wenjie said. "As the mayor, police captain, and even the president of the Chamber of Commerce, what is wrong with killing a thief who takes human lives lightly?"

In the human world, he was able to have a relationship with Marshal Long, in the underworld, he spent money to get an official position for his master, and even the Bodhisattva Guanyin in heaven had some impression of him.

He has connections in the three realms of heaven, earth and man, so he doesn't dare to cause any big trouble, but killing a scumbag is really nothing.

To punish evil is to promote good.

The manpower brought in suddenly became useful. They were assigned to check the accounts of Mr. Miao and see if he had oppressed the people, cheated them, or deceived them. They could really find out what he had found.

The woman's body was found quickly, but her soul was nowhere to be found, probably because she had been too frightened.

There is a high probability that he will come back on the seventh day, but there is a small probability that he will never come back and become a wandering ghost from then on.

At night, several people went to rest.

Because of his injuries, Tan Wenjie did not sleep with any of his wives.

He was lying on the bed and vaguely heard someone calling him.

When I was half asleep, I subconsciously made a move to get up.

Tan Wenjie felt that his body became a little light, his heels became weak, and he could only walk on tiptoes.

It seemed as if there was wind supporting him on both sides, and he walked very easily. He left the room and came out of the room staggeringly.

The policeman standing guard outside was dozing off, leaning on his gun.

Go out and walk on the street.

The whole street became quite lively in his eyes.

There were children in red bellybands running around, a man with pigtails and a pale face and red cheeks wearing paper clothes standing blankly at the intersection, and a one-legged porter jumping around with a shoulder pole on his shoulder.

Tan Wenjie tried to see more clearly, but found that thick fog had risen on the street and blocked his vision.

His nose twitched slightly.

"Braised pork with preserved vegetables?"

The air smells delicious with roast pork and preserved vegetables.

The strange "chuckle" was getting closer and closer. From the end of the thick fog, a red sedan chair appeared, accompanied by a wedding procession.

They all wore festive red clothes.

When they appeared, the strange men and children wandering the streets ran away.

"You are so brave to appear in front of me." Although Tan Wenjie was still a little confused, a smile appeared on his face.

It's a good opportunity to use these dirty guys to try out the upgraded Lightning Thunder Fist.

I clenched my fist, but the lightning didn't appear.

Tan Wenjie looked down at himself.

"The Yin God is on patrol?" Talent, Yin God is on patrol lv2: Yin God state, mana recovery speed increased by 5%.
He finally understood why he always felt weak and limp. It turned out that he involuntarily chose to leave his body after hearing a certain voice calling him.

Without a body, Tan Wenjie's combat effectiveness would be reduced by at least two-thirds, many of his spells would be unusable, and his martial arts would be completely unusable.

On the other hand, there is also strong malice that makes people feel bad.

A funeral procession dressed in white mourning clothes, carrying a coffin and scattering paper money came.

One red and one white.

Tan Wenjie was standing in the middle of the teams that were about to collide.

Red and white clash.

Tan Wenjie had no intention of dodging, and a figure in a blue robe appeared instantly.

His long black hair covered his face, but I believe no ghost could ignore the strong and terrifying resentment in him.

The red and white ghosts, who had creepy smiles on their faces just now, suddenly froze.

Then, the evil cat appeared.

The group of ghosts hesitated and began to retreat slowly.

The little ghost carrying the big red sedan suddenly dropped it, turned around and ran away. The sedan fell to the ground, and a ghost bride in a red wedding dress crawled out from it, wailing in fear. The vicious cat held her head down with its claws, and her soul flew away on the spot.

On the other side, the funeral procession was nailed to the spot, and Chu Renmei dealt with them one by one with their shrill screams of "Ah——"

Tan Wenjie watched the evil cat and Chu Renmei move to the left and right respectively, quickly absorbing and slaughtering the ghost group, and thought to himself: "This is the real way to play."

What he has to do is not to go to the battlefield himself, but to cultivate powerful characters and then let them fight for him.

It’s just that Tan Wenjie’s strength is getting stronger and stronger, and it’s better for him to become a strong partner than to let others make him a weakness.

A breeze blew past, and no trace of the ghost could be seen.

The fierce cat and Chu Renmei returned to Tan Wenjie, peacefully.

"What's the matter?" Tan Wenjie looked at Chu Renmei who had parted her hair. "If you have something to say, just say it. You don't have to let me admire your beautiful face, Aunt Mei."

No matter how many times he saw it, he thought he could not accept the face under Chu Renmei's beautiful hair. It was not just terrifying, but it brought a sense of fear. Even though he knew clearly that the picture was not scary, the fear still kept growing in his heart.

Letting down her hair to cover her face was to protect the innocent people who accidentally noticed Chu Renmei.

Chu Renmei nodded slightly.

There is a rustling sound in the distance.

A stiff corpse staggered towards them.

There was a sense of resentment lingering around her, but it wasn't too heavy and was completely incomparable to Chu Renmei.

After discovering Chu Renmei, he didn't move at all and was very well behaved.

He had just died that year, and was still full of resentment, standing like a minion.

"Because of it?" Tan Wenjie suddenly remembered that Chu Renmei was a true pure love warrior.

Because she was betrayed by her husband, she has a very strong obsession with love.

People like Tan Wenjie who are philandering are the ones she hates the most.

Seeing Chu Renmei nod, he said, "I understand."

We share the same sleeping blanket in life but the same grave in death.

"I can bury your bodies together." Tan Wenjie said to the motionless bodies standing on the side of the road.

The evil corpse immediately raised his hand and took off his head violently.

The body fell to the ground with a thud.

"You really trust me." Tan Wenjie was surprised.

Chu Renmei walked to the corpse, lowered her head and inhaled the resentment into her mouth, and her level was raised. However, Tan Wenjie knew very well that Chu Renmei did not care about the level increase. The pure love warrior just wanted to maintain true love.

"Don't let Chu Renmei see you when you pick up girls next time."

I was afraid that one day when I closed my eyes and opened them again, Chu Renmei would use the "Flying Head Technique" on me.

The next day, Tan Wenjie arranged for Fei Bao to bury the couple together. He had little empathy and did not understand how loving the couple was when they were alive. The most he knew was that Mr. Miao bullied men and women and deserved to die.

After leaving some people to control Miaojia Village, Tan Wenjie and others left in a carriage.

"Didn't you hear anything last night?" he asked Ao Tianlong and others, and the answer he got was that they heard nothing.

Just shake your head.

The carriage suddenly stopped, interrupting Tan Wenjie's thoughts.

"Let's say goodbye here. I still need to find out about my disciples." Taoist Mao got off the carriage at the intersection and said with a fist, "Daoyou Tianlong, Uncle Tan, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. Goodbye!"

"byebye(＾0＾)┛" Ao Tianlong replied.

Tan Wenjie had no choice but to say hello in return.

Maoshan would be useless without you, the most fashionable Maoshan disciples in all the worlds.

After returning to the Tan Mansion, he practiced kung fu for several days.

Tan Wenjie's injury healed quickly, but the news spread even faster.

Another question he was thinking about was why he was in a daze and his soul left his body that night. If he didn't have the talent of "Yin Shen Out of the Body Level 2", he might have been captured by the red and white evil spirits in his confusion.

"People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong."

I am still too weak.

"Master, there is a letter!"

Tan Wenjie was not surprised that someone would write to him regularly, as he and Zhang Dabing had always kept in touch through correspondence.

There was a stack of letters delivered, but he had a strange expression on his face when he looked at the top letter.

"Cai Yi? Write to me?"

He didn't feel strange when Bai Min'er wrote to him. Was he very familiar with Caiyi?

……

"Fellow Daoist Tan, I feel like I'm meeting you.

We met by chance, and I had no intention of writing to you, but when I picked up the pen I had to write something.

I heard that you killed another thousand-year-old zombie king. I wrote to you not because I was worried about you. You are always the first to rush to the front, so it is not surprising that you get injured at any time. It takes wisdom to slay demons, which you lack, otherwise you would not be injured.

I happened to know some information related to flying swords from my senior sister. If you need help, you can reply. I just want to ask for your help because you were injured by the Zombie King.

"Colored Clothes"

Tan Wenjie quickly read the letter and couldn't help but smile.

The letter was delivered very quickly. It was obvious that when Caiyi heard the news that Tan Wenjie had killed the Millennium Zombie King, she wrote this letter as soon as possible.

The awkward concern conveyed by the beautiful handwriting made him feel somewhat cute.

It is obvious that it is not as easy and simple as the words say for the other party to get the news about the flying sword. There is an obvious difference between the immortal cultivators who pursue "art" and the Taoist cultivators who pursue "Tao". Both sides keep their secrets strictly guarded.

Tan Wenjie quickly read the remaining letters. He felt a little regretful that there was no letter from Bai Min'er. How could he learn new skills without a skill mentor?

The remaining letters came from the Fantasy Gate in Zhangjiakou, as well as from Simu, Ikkyu and others.

Fax over long distances, like video calls, can be offensive to people, and if it’s not an important message, people prefer to communicate by letter.

Magic always coexists with "advanced" and "backward", and the speed of development depends entirely on the user's heart.

Zhang Dabing now knows nothing about the spiritual world. He only mentioned that he had recently successfully become a shareholder of a company with "no money" and also met a wife.

Tan Wenjie came to the table, took a pen, and replied to the letters one by one.

He first thanked those who cared for their letters. His reputation in the martial arts world was accumulated through a series of battles to subdue demons and eliminate monsters. Before, Tan Wenjie had a high seniority because his master lived long enough, and others might not respect him, but now he has become a leading senior.

Many people deliberately ignore his age and respectfully call him "uncle master" or "great uncle master".

Who knows, titles like "Nan Tan Bei Ma" might appear in the future. He had already inquired about the Ma family in this world, who would lose all their magic power if the little pearl fell.

After taking a sip of tea and shaking his neck, he picked up the pen to write the last reply.

"Miss Caiyi, I am glad to see you.
As a friend I met by chance, I admit that I am not good enough in slaying demons and monsters. If you were by my side at that time, you might be able to help me attract the attention of the Zombie King.

Will you sneak down the mountain by yourself again? If you encounter danger again, you can ask me for help, for the sake of the flying sword.

Tan Wenjie"

(End of this chapter)