Chapter 316 Bodhisattva, You Promised to Protect Me
Chapter 316 Bodhisattva, You Promised to Protect Me
"You didn't say it would be like this!"
Apan was chasing after the figure in front of her who was running wildly with two people in her hands. Her high heels had been kicked into some corner by her long ago.
Turning around and looking back, the entire staircase was filled with a sea of evil spirits, as if the sea of blood in "The Shining" was surging, chasing towards them with fangs and claws.
Just when Tan Wenjie and the other two arrived on the 15th floor and found the last "unlucky guy", the office building, which had been very quiet, suddenly became crazy.
Those ghosts who ignored them and seemed to live in two completely different dimensions from humans began to go crazy, as if they were suddenly boiled in water.
Apan's eyes were also forced to see those things. With the yin being stronger than the yang, she became an outsider in the office building.
As soon as he turned back, A Pan saw Tan Wenjie suddenly stop.
"Ouch! What are you doing!" She was startled and almost hit his head.
Looking over Tan Wenjie's shoulder and looking forward, a surging tide of ghosts blocked the way ahead.
There's a wolf in front and a tiger behind, you're dead!
"Jump on, I'll carry you."
Tan Wenjie did not turn his head, but turned left and right to look for a way to retreat.
"what?"
A Pan glanced at the two people that Tan Wenjie was holding in his left and right hands.
"Come on!"
Tan Wenjie urged.
"Do you really have a way?"
She jumped onto Tan Wenjie's back and locked her arms around his neck.
"Of course!"
Faced with the tide of ghosts, Tan Wenjie suddenly turned around and rushed into an office on the 15th floor.
Running quickly, the group of ghosts is getting closer and closer behind him.
"Wait, what are you doing!" Apan noticed something was wrong.
There are windows in the front.
"This is the ten-fifteenth floor!!"
Bang! The window glass shattered.
With a crash, fragments flew everywhere.
As the night lights came on, people passing by the office building seemed to hear some sound, turned around and looked around but saw nothing.
Shards of glass exploded in front of her, and Apan's heart was beating wildly. She felt that her brain was working at a fast speed at this moment. She could see clearly what was going to happen next and even imagine how she would die in a while.
"Ah——!" Apan buried his face in Tan Wenjie's back and let out a scream that was loud enough to tear his vocal cords.
The earth's gravity pulled them downward rapidly.
The group of ghosts that rushed out from behind were actually more obedient to the rules than the humans. After rushing to the window, they did not jump down with them. Instead, they stayed in front of the window, waving their ghost claws, and watched them fall from the building.
The imagined pain did not come, and Apan looked up.
"This, this is?"
She looked up and then looked nearby.
"ground."
He could easily jump up to the 30th floor using his Qing Kung Fu skills, and the 15th floor was just a small jump.
"I, I can't get down. My legs are weak." Apan's voice was trembling. "Wait, why don't you run?"
Not only did he not run away, but he went towards the office building.
They just came out, there must be something wrong with this guy's brain.
"Why are you running?" Tan Wenjie wondered.
The ghost has been caught, and the nine unlucky guys are also around him. He has enough bargaining chips, and he definitely shouldn't be the one who is nervous.
I rushed to the basement with the three women. The ghosts had not arrived yet, so they were barely safe for the time being.
When we found Sister Mary and the other four people, they were worshiping gods, from God to Buddha to the Jade Emperor, they worshiped all the gods that could be worshipped.
While drawing the cross, you have to chant Amitabha, which is quite busy.
Nine people gathered.
"Master Pheasant!" Sister Mary stood up in surprise when she saw Tan Wenjie.
Apan: “…”
Pheasant, Ajie, Bigdick, there are so many names, it can't be that there is no real one.
"Everyone take the talisman."
Tan Wenjie felt a little regretful. If the generator chickens still had electricity, the situation would be better for the time being and they would have a guardian.
"Everyone, sit in a circle. Who told you to sit in a circle with your backs to each other? Now sit face to face!"
"Yes Yes!"
"Close your eyes, everyone."
"We all know the rules."
Tan Wenjie didn't know what they were imagining, but with Sister Mary taking the lead, everyone else nodded obediently, regardless of whether they understood or not.
"You'd better all take a day off from work tomorrow."
Tan Wenjie did not rashly let Chu Renmei, the fierce cat and the zombie Uncle Dong·The Variety Star King version appear, lest the thing behind him suddenly finds out that he is not a soft persimmon and chooses to swallow his anger.
He quickly opened the box and took out all his magic weapons and placed them on the ground.
He took out a cigarette box and lit three cigarettes standing on the ground.
The meaning is clear, we are all old acquaintances. He brings the gods to the dungeon to kill ghosts, and everyone forms a team together. The team must focus on contribution.
"Master Tiger, do you have time?"
"Master Kui, are you free?"
"General Zhou Cang, we are old acquaintances."
"God of Food? Bodhisattva? Hello, hey, hey, are you there?"
When calling for help, Tan Wenjie casually pinned the command flag on his lower back and tied the 3000 yuan "life" to his wrist.
After thinking about it, he took out the Five Elements Compass and put it aside just to be on the safe side.
"Damn!" he suddenly said, "You also like this brand of cigarettes?"
"Then I must accompany one."
Tan Wenjie rubbed his fingers and lit the cigarette in his mouth.
The other eight people didn't understand why Tan Wenjie suddenly smiled and kept saying "it's settled". They could see ghosts, but they couldn't see why Tan Wenjie was so excited.
The ghost tide finally arrived, threatening to flood the underground parking lot.
Tan Wenjie swung out the Seven-Spin Slash, and the disc spun rapidly in the air, harvesting the evil spirits one by one, like an automatic harvester, circling and sweeping past, leaving a blank space behind.
"that's it?"
He opened his wallet and pulled out the photo.
A-Shan, the five ghosts from the car accident, and the uniformed female ghost just captured on the 5th floor are now together.
The Samadhi True Fire burned at the fingertips, and the moment it touched the photo, it quickly expanded and engulfed it. The ghosts in the photo quickly turned into ashes.
Although Master Yu said that if someone is photographed by a camera, they can be sent to the underworld by burning them, but it is hard to say whether someone will go to the underworld if they are burned by the Taoist's Samadhi True Fire.
"I wish you good luck."
Tan Wenjie was not afraid of the high temperature of the flames and did not rub his fingers until the photo was completely reduced to ashes in his palm.
The ghosts in front were still showing their fangs and claws, but none of them dared to take the initiative to step forward.
"You won't move? Then I will move."
As long as he can continue, it doesn't matter who takes the initiative. He is very good at attacking.
He lifted his foot and rubbed the machete on the sole of his shoe.
The blade turned slightly red after a knife passed by.
After the second cut, the blade looked like it had just come out of the oven.
Then you can use the tin staff to lightly touch the machete and it will be ignited instantly.
He rushed into the group of ghosts and swung his sword wildly. Every movement was like instinct. He was not bound by any sword techniques. He just needed to use the fastest and most accurate chopping to kill each target.
He swung his knife in front, and the one who wanted to kill you, Three Thousand, under the control of Lily Lily, guarded him from behind.
The ghost group died quickly, but these ghosts did not give any experience at all, which made Tan Wenjie very disgusted and he had no passion to kill them.
"boom--!"
The sound of gunfire was not out of place in the underground parking lot filled with the howling of ghosts, but the body's instinctive sense of crisis still made Tan Wenjie subconsciously carry a machete on his back.
Ding-dong!
Not ordinary bullets.
Tan Wenjie lifted the knife back, and a deformed bullet head was stuck in the knife.
The bullet is entangled with resentment.
Although it is inconspicuous and cannot be compared with what Chu Renmei has, since the other party possesses resentment and can use it as a weapon, it is very likely that he understands the use of this evil force just like the Ghost Story Association did back then.
Everyone knows that practicing meditation can prolong life, but it requires too high a level of talent and is therefore impossible to do.
Only those who have practiced cultivation know that practicing with no feedback at all will only make people anxious, and it is common to go astray.
If it were that one could increase lifespan, make a lot of money, harm others for personal gain by killing people in a special way, see visible rewards, and not require hard training or talent, more and more people would take this path.
Just as Tan Wenjie turned around, the group of ghosts seized the opportunity and dispersed immediately.
They have been ghosts for so long and are the only ones who scare people. I never thought that I would be scared to the point of my legs going weak. As a human, I would be killed by a ghost. After I die, I will be killed as a ghost. I feel depressed when I am alive and I feel depressed when I die.
slipped.
A dozen men in black suits stood in the distance, one of them pointing a gun at Tan Wenjie.
As the ghost tide automatically faded away, the two sides slowly found themselves in the "vacuum zone" and confronted each other quietly.
Tan Wenjie slowly walked towards the other party.
In the distance, Sister Mary and eight other people also noticed the dangerous situation here, and they covered their mouths and dared not move.
It would be fine if there were ghosts, and people wouldn't necessarily die if they encountered a ghost, but people would definitely die if they were shot.
When the two sides were still three steps away.
"boom!"
When the gun went off, Tan Wenjie dodged by tilting his head while rushing forward, half-crouching and crashing into the opponent's arms, pushing his palms forward.
Feels stiff.
"dead?"
His eyes quickly swept across the other person's sunken and deformed chest, a ball of resentment lingering in it. He squatted up with his fists clenched, and hit his chin heavily with his fists like a rising rocket.
As Tan Wenjie raised his fists to draw a fan shape, the bright red color flew up into the sky with his spine pulled by his head, like an eel that broke free from the water surface, shaking slightly.
thump.
The head fell to the ground and the headless body fell to the ground.
"what!"
Seeing such a brutal murder scene for the first time, not to mention Sister Mary and others who would scream, even Tan Wenjie himself felt a little nauseous. When his strength was far greater than that of ordinary people, it was easy for him to smash a person's intestines with one punch.
Rather than killing people, he preferred to kill ghosts. Beating them into ashes with one punch was a form of purification. Unlike now, there was a pile of kitchen waste and sewage scattered all over the floor, which had already made several people nearby retch.
He casually threw out a ball of flame and ignited the headless corpse, cremating it on the spot, and at the same time he pounced on another person.
The remaining men in black reacted quickly. Some rolled to the side to dodge, while others jumped up and hung above their heads like spiders.
Resentment lurks in the blood vessels, like living centipedes burrowing under the skin.
The men in black raised their guns at the same time and pointed them at Tan Wenjie.
Bullets came from all directions.
Tan Wenjie dived quickly.
"I hate modern cities! I hate steel and concrete!" Just after he went underground, Tan Wenjie came out again, rubbing his head. His forehead was still a little red and swollen.
It will take your life 3000 times and spin quickly to block all the bullets.
A bullet came from the gap and passed in front of his eyes, along his nose.
At that moment he noticed the rotation of the bullet, as if it was still in front of his eyes, and he could clearly see the message left on it.
"Whoosh-"
"boom!"
The bullet accelerated and smashed through the headlight of a nearby car.
Tan Wenjie felt his heart pounding wildly and adrenaline was rapidly secreted, because his instinct told him not to be hit by the bullet, so his body exceeded its limit.
He was fast, but not fast enough to dodge bullets at will.
Everything happens in just a moment.
He turned around and swung his sword lightly.
With the heel as the origin, the body rotates rapidly.
Invisible finger force shot out as his wrists shook rapidly.
He hit each man's wrist with precision, sending their pistols flying.
There is not much point in doing this. The real trouble is the resentment, not the guns in their hands. As long as the resentment is there, they can still cause trouble to Tan Wenjie.
They rushed forward with fists and kicks filled with resentment, one beating a dozen people.
Tan Wenjie took three steps back, put his left hand behind his back, and raised his right hand slightly: "Ancient boxing, Tan Wenjie."
They remained silent and rushed towards Tan Wenjie at the same time.
When he rushed in front, Tan Wenjie suddenly withdrew his right hand and punched forward with his left fist.
Lightning Thunder Fist!
It’s easy to become a master if you know thunder magic.
His style is that his actions are different from the moves he says.
The person who rushed towards Tan Wenjie was pushed back quickly by the thunder and lightning. The resentment, which was one of the higher powers among the evil spirits, was met with thunder at this moment and could only curl up his claws and hide his sharp teeth.
The lights in the underground parking lot flickered wildly and uncontrollably, the flames smashed the light tubes and then turned into dense sparks that hit the ground like a waterfall.
A small area fell into darkness.
In the darkness, the heavy and rapid breathing sounds that seemed to be about to blow out the lungs tried to disturb Tan Wenjie's thinking. He felt like he was surrounded by hyenas.
Soon, a light flashed on Tan Wenjie's forehead, and the strong light instantly illuminated the space.
A dark shadow rushed over and knocked Tan Wenjie down, and the camera hanging on his chest broke its rope and rolled out.
……
At the same time, the head in the distance whose spine was blown off by the fist suddenly blinked.
A faint cloud of black smoke emerged and rushed towards the eight people sitting in a circle.
The eight people forming a circle were afraid but praying that Tan Wenjie would win, as the sudden uninvited guest must be an enemy.
"What, what's going on?" A man looked at the rapidly burning yellow talisman in his hand in horror.
Fortunately, the flame went out automatically when it was only halfway burned.
"It's over!" The other man suddenly looked grim and took out his talisman.
The talisman placed close to the body has been soaked with sweat and the words are blurred.
His body suddenly twitched violently, and everyone present could see that his face suddenly turned pale, including his lips.
The irises rapidly expanded, completely taking over the whites of the eyes, leaving both eyes completely black.
"He...he's not right!"
Apan, who was sitting next to the other person, reacted first. The men among the remaining people forgot about their fear. Perhaps they were so excited that they confused fear with courage. Their bodies had extra strength and they pounced on the man and held him down.
It also gave Apan a chance to escape.
"It has nothing to do with me." Apan lowered his head and ran away quickly, leaving all danger behind.
She felt that everything was incomprehensible and she didn't want to get involved.
But hearing the screams behind him, the sound of fists hitting his body, and the group of people who had just offered to help...Apan quickened his pace and walked forward several steps, but finally stopped.
There is a fire axe hanging on the wall in front.
She opened the cabinet and grabbed the axe with both hands.
The axe was quite heavy, and running back with it in her arms would be a waste of her energy. She might not even be able to lift the axe when she got back. After all, she had been so scared that her legs went limp in the previous few seconds.
So Apan dragged the axe and walked back step by step.
The axe rubbed against the ground, making a crackling sound.
"what!"
She screamed and rushed over, chopping the man who was committing violence with an axe. There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the axe accurately pierced into the man's shoulder.
With a click, the other person's head turned 180 degrees and turned to look at Apan.
The slap that broke his arm hit Apan, and she fell out as if she was hit by a car.
On the other side, Tan Wenjie saw the predicament of several people. Actually, he was fine. This group of men in black could not have much impact on him. He was trying to figure out what secrets these people had.
It looked like someone was manipulating their appearance from behind, and he could feel something rapidly descending through the elevator, causing his face to go numb.
Moreover, the resentment of the people in front of him suddenly came to life, and they tried to break free of their bodies like tadpoles looking for their mother, and rushed towards the elevator.
He quickly used his sword to knock down the man who was outnumbered, and then sped up to deal with the enemy in front of him.
The big one is coming.
The scene was in chaos.
Sister Mary noticed the camera in the distance, just not far from Apan.
"Camera! Use the camera!"
Apan endured the severe pain and climbed up. The man who was knocked over by Tan Wenjie's finger fell not far from Apan.
The two looked at each other, then used their hands and feet in tacit understanding to crawl towards the camera.
She was faster and reached out to grab the camera, turning around without having to focus because the other person had already pounced in front of her.
"Snapped!"
White light flashed.
The man's body collapsed and fell on Apan, causing her to scream in pain.
Fortunately, the man didn't move again, so it was successful.
A piece of photographic paper was spit out, with the shadows of two people on it.
"Well done." A voice came from the side.
Apan subconsciously pointed the camera at the person who came, and only breathed a sigh of relief after discovering it was Tan Wenjie.
"Have you dealt with all those people?" She leaned over to look and found that all the mysterious men were lying on the ground motionless.
"Although I'm still anxious to get a midnight snack, it doesn't really matter to me."
A little bit of resentment still crept into the elevator, and the rest went into Aunt Mei's stomach.
Tan Wenjie took the camera and photo paper, shook his hands, and the photo paper burned automatically. A ball of resentment hidden in the photo paper escaped and tried to invade Tan Wenjie's body, but was easily strangled by a woman's hand that stretched out from behind him.
Chu Renmei, who was like a little bird, resting her head against Tan Wenjie's back, officially appeared on the stage.
"Ding!" The sound of the elevator arriving was heard.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. The strong feeling of discomfort made their breathing tense. They thought something terrible was about to come out of the elevator.
A strong feeling of physical disgust came from the elevator.
"Wait!" Sister Mary saw Tan Wenjie appear at the elevator entrance in the blink of an eye as if teleporting.
The elevator door opens.
There was only darkness inside, and the terrifying resentment condensed like an octopus tentacle, slowly wrapping around Tan Wenjie and pulling him.
Tan Wenjie strode into the elevator holding the huge five-element compass, and the elevator door closed.
In the narrow space, the thick resentment made him unable to see anything.
The Five Elements Compass was pressed on the ground, the five fingers were aligned, and the sharp blade pierced into the fingertips.
"No matter how many times I do it, I'm not used to it." Tan Wenjie complained, "How much of a self-abuse person would have to be to like this feeling?"
The Five Elements barrier unfolds.
The narrow elevator with no visibility suddenly became spacious.
He is not fighting alone this time.
The real advantage is mine.
Chu Renmei, evil cat, zombie uncle Dong, Qin Gui, and little zombie.
Opposite them, a group of resentful figures appeared. The other party was the resentment accumulated in this office building over the years.
No matter who set up the formation, or whether it was the feng shui pattern that created the weirdness of this place, or some other reason, there is no doubt that when Tan Wenjie was about to disrupt the "routine", this thing formed by the resentment could not help but burst out.
Five Elements Barrier - Gold!
Change of venue.
He only had an incense stick of time, but he was relaxed.
"It's not that you are not good enough, Master Tiger. It's that your requirements are too high."
When he had prayed to the gods just now, they all responded positively, but he was a rather timid person and only chose the thickest thigh to hug.
"Buddha, you promised to protect me."
(End of this chapter)