Chapter 326 The Golden Plate Behind the Head
Chapter 326 The Golden Plate Behind the Head
This shows that her idea is correct and everything is going on logically. The only illogical thing is probably that figure, but it is because of the other person's existence that the impossible becomes possible.
Human power cannot do all this, but divine power can.
Tan Wenjie used the Tathagata Palm to grab the ghost sea ball above his head, which seemed to be floating in the ocean. At the cost of tens of thousands of mana and physical strength per second, he threw the ghost sea into the crack in the ground.
Then he drilled into the crack in the ground and used his own magic power to push the ghost sea ball down continuously.
When it landed, the sea of ghosts exploded.
This was a space that looked somewhat familiar, not because he had seen it before, but because he had heard of it countless times.
Forgotten River, Naihe Bridge, and Yama Palace.
The ghosts are confused.
"No one is at work?" Tan Wenjie flew quickly in the sky to search.
Since this is the underworld, there is no need to use force to restrain the ghosts; they can go wherever they want.
As long as the magic power and strength are strong enough, one can defeat ten skills with one force. It doesn't matter whether you have learned the ability to fly on clouds or not. You can fly bricks with great strength.
Tan Wenjie looked at the group of ghosts wandering around.
If this underground space, which is equivalent to the second "Underworld" of the "Ghost Domain", was created by Ding Yan, his creation was a bit sloppy. The framework is there but the functions are incomplete.
"Can the Western Paradise accommodate so many ghosts?" Tan Wenjie asked, looking up.
The Bodhisattva did not answer.
You are so cool! Watch me raise my favorability to 100. Then I can dig bamboo shoots in your bamboo forest, steal honey from your black bear, and go barefoot to your fish pond to fish for Inspiration King Soup.
As for now...
"Bodhisattva is busy, I understand, I will leave the rest to you."
After resting for a while and recovering almost completely, Tan Wenjie stood up.
Put Chu Renmei at the bridgehead.
Mengpo’s soup is no longer available, but Meiyi’s soup is enough to fill you up.
New products are on the shelves, guaranteed to satisfy your hunger.
Huangshan Village can also accept immigrants, but it cannot accommodate so many customers. As the village chief of Huangshan Village, Chu Renmei's opinion is very important, and not just anyone can move in.
"Auntie Mei, pour the soup first, don't leave any one behind."
"Evil Cat, work part-time as a soul-collecting messenger. All the magic weapons are given to you. Bring them here."
Tan Wenjie found a fairly good place and sat down cross-legged.
Zombie Uncle Dong and the little zombie stood beside Tan Wenjie. When Tan Wenjie turned around, the body of zombie Uncle Dong turned into an extra-large speaker.
The little zombie squeaked, flew to the giant speaker as big as a container, and stepped on the play button.
Start singing the mantra of rebirth.
The little zombie covered his ears with two fingers, and after a while he found that it didn't seem to have any effect on him. He took out a pair of sunglasses that he had gotten from somewhere and put them on. He lay on the zombie speaker with his legs crossed, and listened to the Rebirth Mantra leisurely, his feet swaying in rhythm.
Under Tan Wenjie's cyber chanting, the confused ghosts became even more confused, and the hostility in their bodies gradually disappeared.
Until a ray of golden light flew over and hit Tan Wenjie's head, and after he tilted his head to avoid it, it hit his back.
Golden light flowed, and a disc the size of a dinner plate appeared faintly. As he turned his head, the golden disc followed suit and turned.
Other than that nothing special.
After handing over the task of playing the "Nirvana Mantra" to two zombies, one old and one young, Tan Wenjie turned around and put on the skin of a ghost catcher, leading the demented ghosts who had become stupid after listening to the sutra to gather into a long stream and move towards the final direction.
There is no six realms of reincarnation, and the Bodhisattva’s influence on this world is limited. Now Tan Wenjie has two choices. One is to leave them here and let them accumulate more and more.
Another option is to transport them back to the "ghost realm", where the wind that can crush everything can alleviate the problem here.
No matter which one it is, it is very important to use the Rebirth Mantra in advance to make the ghosts become cute. Otherwise, if such a terrifying number of ghosts breed resentment, it is hard to say what terrible things will appear in the end.
“We’re still lacking some people who can help.”
Back to Naihe Bridge, Aunt Mei did a great job of distributing the soup. No ghost dared to resist. They all raised their heads to drink the soup obediently, and then followed the evil cat away.
Holding the ghost book, Tan Wenjie looked at the endless sea of ghosts in front of him. Those who were close would come over to drink soup upon Chu Renmei's command, while those who were far away just wandered around unconsciously.
Collect souls and search for the figures of Master Yu, Awen, Dingyan and others. They are not ordinary people. If you can find them, you can be admitted as a ghost catcher as an exception.
The premise is that they are really dead.
……
apartment.
The overwhelming wave of ghost sightings that suddenly occurred some time ago seemed like a dream. Although many people said that they saw ghosts with their own eyes, in the end the official report only said that there was an accident with the cables.
Ding Yan looked at the figure that appeared.
She had a strong resistance to Tan Wenjie for the characters that were not created by herself, but she also had a trust in him. Without his help, the subsequent story would not be able to proceed.
She can create deus ex machina, but gods have never appeared in the world view of her works. Instead, it is the story brought by Tan Wenjie himself that makes everything go on, so she did not write an ending related to Tan Wenjie in the end, but let him develop freely.
"I have rewritten it according to your request."
Tan Wenjie nodded.
He was reading the last story of "Ghostland".
In the story, "Ding Yan" was accidentally involved in the collapse of the ghost realm, and successfully created the underworld with the help of his grandfather, giving the forgotten dead in the ghost realm a place to go.
That just happens to be the world underground.
"What's the little girl's name?"
"I named her Dingru."
Dingyan helped him find the plot related to "Dingru".
"Where's Fang Yuling?"
"Write it here."
In the book, Fang Yuling is a tall, somewhat unusually beautiful woman with long hair, delicate features and a mole on the tip of her nose. She has a strong desire to survive, so when the ghost realm collapsed, she and Dingru escaped together.
No longer entangled with "Dingyan", but as a successful escaper, he left the ghost realm as a supporting role, and ended with the very common "live happily together".
Yang Tianlun also successfully escaped and was freed.
"Making dumplings is great." Tan Wenjie was very satisfied.
"Is this the end of it?" Ding Yan asked.
“It might be a little different.”
Tan Wenjie gave the other party a shot of prevention.
"what?"
"There will be ghosts in this world in the future."
"what should I do?"
"When you write another book, you can try to complete the setting of "Ghost Realm" so that the human and ghost worlds will not be entangled."
"Okay, I'll try."
Ding Yan sat in front of the computer. This time she still told the story with "Ding Yan" as the protagonist. She saw the underworld with her own eyes. With Tan Wenjie helping her to revise it, the story was very complete.
The book was just written and nothing happened.
Unable to create new power. Did Ding Yan create the "ghost realm", or did the "ghost realm" already exist and her story was just an introduction?
Whatever the outcome, it is certain that this is a world with multiple spaces.
The power of Bodhisattva can only descend upon the most superficial real world. In addition, there is the "world in books" and the "ghost world", and now we have to add the "underworld".
Ding Yan turned to look at Tan Wenjie. She was not sure whether what she wrote was successful.
But Tan Wenjie was no longer around.
Stay away from the setting monsters, it will be healthier for you. Leon has a problem with his brain so he is safer, but Dingyan is too normal and problems may easily arise.
Only when the ability is in the hands of people with mental problems will they avoid doing things that harm others and benefit themselves. The clearer the mind, the better they know what they want.
Tan Wenjie put on the skin of a ghost messenger and escaped back to the "underworld".
The salvation is still going on.
A lot of golden light flew towards the back of his head, but the light was too weak. Apart from seeing the round plate absorbing the light, he could not feel any beneficial effects or changes on his body.
It might also be related to the fact that he still possessed the magical power of the Bodhisattva at that time. He had already borrowed it and was in no hurry to pay it back. Anyway, the bulk of it had been spent, and he had only a few tens of thousands of strength left for self-defense.
Going against the flow of ghosts, he touched the edge and successfully returned to the ghost realm.
Grandpa Dingyan, with a smile on his face, was waiting for him quietly.
In the book "Ghost Realm", Grandpa Dingyan is the person who maintains everything. He doesn't have any powerful strength, but he knows everything.
When he saw Tan Wenjie, his expression was a little complicated: "You... are back."
Tan Wenjie's existence was beyond his knowledge.
The author cannot write content beyond his own understanding. Grandpa Ding Yan knows everything about the ghost realm, but he cannot understand what one of Tan Wenjie's handprints means.
“I want to go back to another place.”
"Just like I said before." Grandpa Dingyan's ability was obviously strengthened. "Walk into the light, and someone will open a door for you."
The world before his eyes changed, and Tan Wenjie appeared at the entrance of a familiar office building.
Without Dingyan's secret influence on the deletion, everything in this world has returned to normal...at least on the surface.
The elevator door opens.
Tan Wenjie was stunned when he saw the people in the elevator and looked up subconsciously.
She is over 1.9 meters tall, almost 2 meters tall, and even without high heels he still has to look up at her.
The woman in the red dress seemed to have gotten used to this kind of sight and nodded slightly to Tan Wenjie as a greeting.
He walked into the elevator.
"I'm Fang Yuling." The woman smiled and extended her hand to greet him. "We're a new employee in this office building. I'm on the 15th floor."
"Tan Wenjie, also a new employee, tenth floor."
When the elevator reached the 10th floor, Tan Wenjie said to the woman as he was about to step out: "You have a beautiful face."
The woman was a little embarrassed: "Thank you."
When I entered the office, Tina Zhang, who had just sat down next to me, came over and started a conversation.
"I seem to have seen a ghost." Tan Wenjie said.
Tina Zhang immediately shut up, retreated back to her workstation, and ignored Tan Wenjie.
into the night.
Tan Wenjie sat on the rooftop of the office building with his legs crossed.
The machete was leaning against his thigh, his aura was fully unleashed, and murderous energy rolling like boiling water burst out from Tan Wenjie's body.
He looked up at the night sky and saw planes flying overhead.
"I'm in charge here. If you want to cause trouble, you can come and find me first."
Throughout the office building, all the ghosts were trembling in fear under the remaining magical power of the Bodhisattva.
The seventh month of the lunar calendar passed peacefully.
Maybe it’s not that peaceful... Almost all the ghosts in the office building were captured by Tan Wenjie and thrown into the ghost realm, and then Grandpa Ding Yan controlled the Middle Realm Station and threw the ghosts into the underworld again.
The manual cycle has been successfully built.
The moment August arrived, Tan Wenjie opened his eyes.
The familiar Tan Mansion is back.
The main quest is to survive July. Completing it will earn you 2000 magic coins and 30000 experience points.
Optional mission 1: Cursed Paradise, rescue Yang Tianlun, and you will receive 1200 magic coins and 10000 experience points upon completion.
Optional task 2: Damn it, solve Awen’s troubles. After completing it, you will get 500 money and 1000 experience.
Optional Mission 3: Ten Magical Methods for Seeing Ghosts. Defeat the mastermind behind the scenes, destroy the Ten Magical Methods for Seeing Ghosts, and obtain 600 magic coins and 1000 experience points.
A total of 4300 magic coins and 42000 experience points were gained.
But he also had an unknown amount of experience gained in the ghost realm, and used the Tathagata Palm to deal with the sea of ghosts in another world, and ultimately gained a total of 500 million experience points.
Final experience: 508
"With 4300 magic coins, you can only draw 26 times at most. And there is nothing worth winning in this world. You can only draw once every 10 times at most."
The Level 5 secret realm still has too little appeal to him.
On the contrary, it is more than 5 million experience points that can be used for upgrading.
Level: 7 (50000/1080450)
Spent 1030450 experience points and successfully upgraded to level 8.
Level: 8 (0/3241350)
Invest the last bit of experience and successfully reach level 9.
Final, Level: 9 (0/9724050)
Remaining experience in experience pool: 767959
"Just two clicks, and that's it."
Tan Wenjie shrank his fingers, his heart aching. If he used them to upgrade his skills... although he didn't have any skills to upgrade.
Thinking that only higher-level [Secret Realms] could provide more experience, stronger magic weapons, and methods to become an immortal or even higher, he instantly forgot that reluctance.
These are just initial investments. It is impossible for him to repeatedly brush those low-level [Secret Realms].
The remaining priority is the lottery.
"Even if it's just once, you should quit smoking."
Tan Wenjie put Qin Gui into the jade tripod. Without the ability of the Nine Stars to reverse time and space, Qin Gui could be dismissed.
I sent the little zombie to Zixia Temple to go to school, and by the way, I checked to see if Zhang Susu was dead. Fortunately, although there were many troublemakers, they were still alive.
Maybe because two negatives equal a positive.
An auspicious day and time were chosen, and time passed quickly. However, the gods were not very reliable. They kept putting money into his pocket in order to bring good luck.
Mr. Tan made another fortune reluctantly, then turned around and gave it to his master, asking him to use his connections to get the money.
[You successfully prayed for good luck on an auspicious day and time through "Jianghu Emergency Rescue", luck +5, remaining duration: 10 minutes]
After more than ten days of rest this month, Tan Wenjie finally ushered in a new lottery.
(End of this chapter)