Chapter 323: Gunmanship is also a law
Chapter 323: Gunmanship is also a law
Late night, bookstore.
The streets were deserted with no pedestrians, and all the surrounding shops were closed, only the bookstore was still open for business.
The bookstore owner was sitting at the desk, drawing with a pen in his hand.
There were footsteps approaching, but the bookstore owner didn't even raise his head.
Until he felt someone standing in front of him.
Looking up, he saw two people coming. One of them was the young man who bought "Ten Ways to See Ghosts" from him a few days ago. However, the bookstore owner's eyes were completely fixed on the other person.
He was younger than the young man who led the way, but he had an aura that could not be ignored. His whole body was overflowing with hot yang energy, like a moving furnace. The other party just stood not far in front of him, and a wave of heat hit his cheek.
Someone came to my door!
"We're closed." The bookstore owner raised his right hand to chase people away, while reaching under the table with his left hand.
Something cold pressed against the bookstore owner's forehead.
pistol.
"You, you, you..." Changgui, who was leading the way, suddenly changed his expression.
We were supposed to fight and catch ghosts, why did you suddenly take out a gun? And how did you bring the gun to Thailand?
The bookstore owner's expression also changed: "Young man, don't get excited and don't make mistakes. We can resolve any conflicts we have. Everything can be discussed."
Tan Wenjie looked at Changgui: "Is he scolding me?"
Not Thai? Language barrier.
The bookstore owner's heart skipped a beat. There was no way to reconcile through words. He could only hope that Changgui could say a few words of advice. However, there was a translator in between, and the slightest mistake in the meaning could result in death.
Changgui shook his head: "No, he told you not to get excited and that any conflicts could be resolved."
"Is that so?" Tan Wenjie nodded. "Tell him that I'm here to fight. As a disciple of Maoshan, I look down on those evil sorcerers who do evil things."
Changgui nodded and translated Tan Wenjie's words to the bookstore owner.
As the busiest person, Changgui immediately helped Tan Wenjie translate: "He said he can accept your request."
"I've already won!" Tan Wenjie poked the bookstore owner's forehead with his gun, leaving a red and swollen muzzle mark. "Gunmanship is also law."
Changgui was amazed and opened his mouth to complain, but then he remembered his job as a translator and immediately conveyed Tan Wenjie's words to the bookstore owner.
"Of course." The bookstore owner raised his hands and nodded, "I lost."
Tan Wenjie was very satisfied, but he did not put down his gun: "Ask him who taught him the Ten Methods of Seeing Ghosts."
After asking, Changgui turned to Tan Wenjie and said, "He said that after learning from his master, he wanted to use ghosts to kill people, and then he came up with this method."
Now Changgui is very suspicious of Tan Wenjie's identity. He doesn't look like a ghost catcher but more like a gangster.
"Ask him how many people he has killed."
It is estimated that the bookstore owner has been entangled with no less than ten people.
Tan Wenjie was not proficient in medical skills, but he had studied "Tathagata Palm" and "Seven Rotation Slash" and had researched martial arts, so naturally he understood some knowledge about the human body.
His body was as thin as a tuberculosis patient, his heart beat weakly, and he was already terminally ill.
The purpose of using black magic to harm others is either to make money or to prolong life. They will definitely do something that harms others and benefits themselves.
"He said he never killed anyone."
Under the watchful eyes of the bookstore owner and Changgui, Tan Wenjie put away his pistol.
"Hu"*2
Tan Wenjie picked up the kettle on the table and poured a glass of water.
Chu Renmei appeared beside him silently, raised a finger and put it into the glass of water, stirring it gently.
"Drink it." Tan Wenjie placed the cup of water in front of the bookstore owner and patted him on the shoulder. "Have you ever heard of Chinese opera? After drinking it, you can hear the sound of opera in your ears. It's magical."
The hand that patted the shoulder applied a little force.
The bookstore owner glanced at Tan Wenjie's hand holding the gun, nodded, and drank the water.
"gone."
"Oh."
Watching the two leave, the bookstore owner breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.
A cool breeze suddenly blew in the bookstore, and the desk lamp on the desk flickered restlessly.
A woman's singing voice, which I couldn't understand, came to my ears.
……
The chance encounter with De Zai and others was just a minor episode. Tan Wenjie left his contact information and asked them to contact him if they had any questions, and then they parted ways.
The trip to accompany Awen to the hometown of the original owner of the cornea went smoothly.
During this period, I encountered some ghosts, but they were all taken away by Awen's camera. I can see ghosts and catch them, so why should I be afraid?
She became more and more familiar, cold and decisive, and even often left Tan Wenjie aside to chat with ghosts by herself.
The journey to Thailand lasted for a long time. Tan Wenjie visited many temples, met some powerful wizards, and even visited some small villages that worshipped local minor gods and evil spirits.
In the blink of an eye, it is the seventh month of the lunar calendar.
It's time for Tan Wenjie to go back.
In the second half of the journey, Tan Wenjie and Awen became very close. Pinky happened to have many good friends like "because they like each other too much to be lovers, and they just want to be friends who will never be separated", and seeing that she could not win over Tan Wenjie and she could not see ghosts with her own eyes, she gave up temporarily.
Leaving was a bit abrupt, but it also felt reasonable and I stopped the loss in time.
airport.
"Contact me if you need anything."
"Bye-Bye."
Tan Wenjie and Awen waved goodbye and took a taxi straight to Master Yu's house.
"The address you mentioned is that of Master Yu, right?"
As soon as I got in the car, the taxi driver took the initiative to chat after learning the address.
“Is Master Yu famous?”
Master Yu, who used a camera to catch ghosts, used to have some fame, but his fame was only spread in a small circle.
"Her palm thunder is very powerful." The taxi driver nodded repeatedly.
When talking about Master Yu, he talked freely as if he were Master Yu himself.
As a qualified supporting actor, Tan Wenjie exclaimed again and again.
"Wow! Wow!" non-stop.
When they arrived at Master Yu's house, the driver still had a lot to say, but Tan Wenjie strongly suspected that it was not that he had not said enough, but that he wanted to do a talk show for a fee. If he was willing to pay without using the meter, he would believe that the other party just liked to chat.
Pay and get off.
"We still have to queue?" Tan Wenjie was surprised.
It should be said that using magic is more useful than a camera, and that is the step that many people spend money on.
Cyber catching ghosts is efficient, but everyone thinks it is a trick. On the contrary, wearing a yellow robe, holding a peach wood sword, mumbling some spells that you don't even know what they mean, and making a few random gestures can bring in a lot of money.
It seems that Master Yu has also grasped the key.
It's not enough to have real skills, you also have to know how to package them.
As soon as he entered the door, Master Yu saw Tan Wenjie.
"You came."
"Let me help too."
"Okay." Master Yu nodded without refusing. He knew that Tan Wenjie must have something to discuss, so he had to close the shop early today.
Master Yu’s magical powers are average, and he knows a little bit of martial arts. If he could practice for a while longer, he would be fine, but now the high-intensity exorcism is very tiring.
"This is a master from Maoshan. I learned a lot of my skills from him."
The customers in the queue looked at each other, not quite believing that he was a real master.
Tan Wenjie took a look, then made a set of hand gestures with his hands, which he himself did not know what they meant, and flames came out of his palms.
Show off your skills and they will work every time.
"Master, look at mine."
"Master, please look at my child first. He keeps crying."
"Grandmaster……"
"Big……"
Exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts is Tan Wenjie’s specialty.
No matter if you really encountered a ghost or you are pretending, just slap it and the illness will be cured.
After sending everyone away, Tan Wenjie poured himself a glass of water, sat down and asked, "How is the salvation going at the paradise?"
"What paradise?"
Master Yu was puzzled.
He didn't care about exposing the other party's scars, as he needed to complete the task he had done and to be saved.
"It's the abandoned paradise where your son Tianlun had the accident."
"I only have one daughter. When did I have a son?"
"wait!"
Not right.
“If there was no paradise, how would we have known each other?”
"You came and bought the camera, and you also taught me magic."
is that so.
"What about your daughter, Axin?"
"Do you know my daughter?"
Master Yu called Axin at the urging of Tan Wenjie, but the answer he got made Tan Wenjie frown.
"I don't know him, and I've never been to any paradise."
The dead disappeared into thin air and were erased.
"I have something else to do." Tan Wenjie stood up and stopped at the door. "If you think of anything about your son, you can contact me at any time."
Master Yu was very sure that he had no son, but he nodded anyway.
……
When Tan Wenjie arrived at the location of the Cursed Paradise by taxi, the paradise had completely disappeared and only a cemetery remained.
"This place has been a cemetery for many years. The developer thought it was unlucky, so they left it like this." The taxi driver talked about the information he knew.
Tan Wenjie asked, "Fourteen years ago, wasn't there an amusement park here? The developer flattened the cemetery to save money and built an amusement park directly."
The driver shook his head. “Impossible! I can guarantee that there is no amusement park here, either now or fourteen years ago.”
After one person disappeared, a huge amusement park disappeared this time.
Countless ghosts are involved, as well as countless relatives and friends of the deceased.
He took out his cell phone and dialed Pinky's number.
"Who are you?" Pinky's voice came.
"I, Ajie."
"Who is Ajie? You dialed the wrong number."
The phone hangs up.
Tan Wenjie frowned.
He will leave this world in a month, but the strangeness of this world seems to be revealed to him only now.
He recalled that half a month ago, Pinky suddenly lost interest in him. At first, Tan Wenjie just thought that Pinky found it impossible to succeed, so she took the initiative to retreat. Now it seems completely different.
Turning to look at the driver, the driver was looking at Tan Wenjie with a "you are so pitiful" look.
And a bit of gloating.
So what if I’m handsome? Girls will still dump me. Haha, I’m mentally balanced now.
Tan Wenjie: “…”
He didn't care how many stories the other party made up and dialed Apan's number.
The driver's expression immediately became interesting.
"Apan?"
"I am, are you?"
"Ajie."
"I don't know you, maybe you called the wrong number."
Looking at the hung up call, Tan Wenjie became even more confused.
Something must have gone wrong.
The driver was already exclaiming.
Being dumped by one girl is a sign of laziness, but being dumped by two girls is completely different and is a sign of charm.
Tan Wenjie picked up the phone again: "Awen, this is Ajie, um, let's meet."
Driver: Damn, there are experts!
Today's business is worth it.
(End of this chapter)