Chapter 344 Why do you want to carve your mark on my magic weapon?

Chapter 344 Why do you want to carve your mark on my magic weapon?

Chapter 344 Why do you want to carve your mark on my magic weapon?

With Shi'er swaying in front of him, Cui Hongjian felt a little breathless.

When he was caught painting someone else's wife, he denied it verbally but was actually a little reluctant in his heart. What was wrong with looking at his own painting a few more times? However, Shi'er's scrutinizing gaze struck Cui Hongjian's broken heart again and again.

"Brother Shi, I heard someone coming outside."

"Really?" Shier asked doubtfully.

He was such a skilled martial artist that he didn't hear the sound, but Cui Hongjian could hear it.

"It seems like someone really is coming, and it's a woman!" Shi'er was surprised.

"How did you hear that?"

Cui Hongjian didn't care about the pressure, he just said that casually.

"Look." Shi'er pointed to the door. Outside the half-open door, a woman in a Taoist robe and holding a whisk could be seen.

It turns out that I saw it, it makes it so mysterious.

"Who are you looking for?" Shi'er pushed the door open and walked out, subconsciously looking at the other person.

Although she was wearing a plain Taoist robe, there was an intense and indelible charm on her face. When the other person's eyes turned, Shi'er suddenly subconsciously remembered the erotic dream she had that night.

The Taoist woman sniffed and smiled, "I smell a demon here."

"Demon?" Shi'er looked strange, "Do you know where this place is?"

His master is Yan Chixia, who is invincible in the world. Those who cannot defeat him do not want to conflict with Yan Chixia and will stay away from him, so he is still invincible.

Cui Hongjian also heard the sound of chatting outside and followed them out. When he saw the female Taoist priest, he suddenly felt dizzy.

He wanted to paint again.

"It's in that room." She raised her hand and pointed, "If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you."

"That's my uncle's room, no!" Shi'er stretched out his hand to stop her, "If you really want to see it, you can wait for my master and uncle to come back."

The Taoist woman smiled slightly, swung the whisk in her hand, caught Shi'er and threw him away.

“Pick up, pick up…” Cui Hongjian stuttered, standing there like a wooden pillar.

"Step aside!"

Shi'er's voice came from behind. Cui Hongjian's knees were faster than his brain. They went weak in an instant and he fell to the ground.

There was a whistling sound as the wind blew by, and it was a rapidly spinning axe.

The axe hit the Taoist woman and a cloud of white smoke exploded with a "bang", and a graceful and enchanting figure flew out from above the smoke.

A red paper umbrella appeared under her, supporting her body like a round bed.

“It’s a ghost!”

Shi'er flew forward and grabbed the axe that was bounced away. He rolled over and pounced under the female ghost, then threw the axe upwards.

But he was knocked away again by the cold wind created by the female ghost's hand, and flew backwards.

The female ghost flew towards Tan Wenjie's room.

At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Brother Yan, how do you usually teach your apprentices? Do you throw the axe?"

"Don't ask me. He figured it out on his own."

The female ghost was startled and, floating in the air, looked at the two figures that appeared on the roofs to her left and right.

"Yan Chixia, you are not dead yet~" The voice was soft and charming.

"Humph, I didn't see you before, but now the Black Mountain Old Demon is seriously injured, and you dare to come out?"

The two were flirting with each other, and Tan Wenjie took the opportunity to look at the female ghost.

He has quite a bit of skills, is quite strong, and has very long legs... a magic weapon.

"magic weapon?"

Tan Wenjie's eyes fell on the red paper umbrella.

"Hey, that female ghost!"

He suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of Yan Chixia and the female ghost.

"Give me back my magic weapon!"

Mr. Tan likes fair trades, provided that the other party is stronger than himself, or is a good person, or at least has a backer. If he has none of these, he will still buy, but will choose to buy for free.

Yan Chixia: “…”

Shier: “…”

The female ghost turned back and looked at Tan Wenjie: "Haha, there is also a very handsome young man. It's been a long time since we last met. Yan Chixia, have your tastes changed?"

"Hey, big beard, you are this kind of person."

"I didn't!" Yan Chixia stared at Tan Wenjie and the female ghost with leopard eyes, wishing he could attack both the man and the ghost as accomplices.

He actually tarnished his own innocence.

"I think you are pretty." Tan Wenjie hooked his finger, "Give me back my magic weapon, and I will consider it as a reward for returning the lost property."

Xiaoqing's coquettishness was only on the surface, but the female ghost in front of him was different. Her every frown and smile was full of charm, making him feel like the first time he saw Bai Rourou wearing a cheongsam, so naturally charming.

"Really?" The female ghost giggled and rushed towards Tan Wenjie.

The red umbrella under his feet spun rapidly, and suddenly turned into more than a dozen umbrellas. Under the umbrellas, little ghosts with doll heads appeared, chattering and rushing towards Tan Wenjie.

The red umbrella is sharp and makes a "whooshing" cutting sound when it rotates.

Tan Wenjie jumped up lightly on his toes, and the rapidly spinning energy disk in his hand flew out and hit the little ghost under the umbrella. His body suddenly turned rapidly in the air.

Ancient boxing technique: Lightning Poison Dragon Drill.

The man turned into a drill and slammed into another red umbrella in the air, kicking the kid's head and snatching the umbrella back into his hands.

The red umbrella shook, and a ghost face of a little ghost jumped out from the umbrella, and the ghost hand stabbed towards Tan Wenjie's eyes.

A golden light flashed on Tan Wenjie's forehead, and the frightened little ghost retracted his hand. However, his head was a beat too slow and when he tried to pull it back, he was grabbed by a big hand and forcibly pulled out of the umbrella. There was a flash of lightning at the fingertips, and the little ghost screamed in fear.

"Is the umbrella fake?" He looked at the red umbrella in his hand that was slowly fading away, and tentatively clenched it twice with the five fingers of his right hand.

Make sure the feeling really disappears out of thin air.

His eyes turned to the other red umbrella, and at the same time, the energy Seven-Spin Slash that was circling outward had flown back and fell into Tan Wenjie's hands, then stayed for a moment and flew out again.

The attack of the little devils holding umbrellas turned into chaotic dodging.

Tan Wenjie quickly planted the thunder seedlings, and lightning flashed wildly in the small courtyard where the ghosts gathered.

"Is this one fake too?" "This one is fake too!"

“This one is also…”

He couldn't tell whether the red umbrella was real or fake, so he could only use the most stupid method to find them one by one.

The female ghost had already discovered something was wrong. She had thought that Yan Chixia was the most difficult one to deal with, but she didn't expect it to be that pretty boy who caught her off guard with his thunder magic.

Yan Chixia's flying sword attacked, cutting several paper umbrellas in a row. The little ghost under the umbrella exploded with ghost mist coming out of his body amid screams.

How come Yan Chixia has become fierce?

In the blink of an eye, the little ghost and the red umbrella were all taken care of. His arms were wrapped in electric light, the merit wheel behind his head was spinning rapidly, and golden light was blooming on his forehead. Tan Wenjie, dressed in gold, hung in front of the female ghost.

When the Arhat is born, the thunder will come to the world.

In contrast, Yan Chixia just stood on the roof holding his sword and leaning against the sword case.

Tan Wenjie reached out and grabbed the red umbrella: "Leave my magic weapon behind!"

Female ghost: "That is my magic weapon, it has my mark on it."

She wants to run away.

With Yan Chixia alone, no one can do anything to anyone, after all, they don't want to fight to the death. But with the man in front of her, she doesn't have to run away anymore.

Tan Wenjie: "Why do you want to carve your mark on my magic weapon?"

"you!"

The red umbrella spun rapidly, cutting through Tan Wenjie's palm, forcibly pushing his palm away, and cutting open the space.

The female ghost tried to drill into the broken space, but the Lightning Thunder Fist had already punched out and hit her back heavily.

"what!"

The female ghost jumped in, but the red umbrella stayed.

"Why are you running so fast? Are you afraid of turning into a puff pastry?"

The lightning on Tan Wenjie's body went out, the wheel of merit disappeared, the gold paint disappeared, and after landing, he turned back into an ordinary handsome guy.

Holding the red umbrella, he looked at it carefully.

"Why can't I use it after I snatch it?"

"The magic weapon recognizes its master."

Yan Chixia jumped down from the roof.

"I understand. I want her to give me the umbrella willingly. If I had known this, I would have sacrificed my looks."

"No matter what you sacrifice, the Nine-tailed Fox will never give you the umbrella. This is her magic weapon for cultivating both life and death. You can't snatch it away without killing her." Yan Chixia didn't expect that Tan Wenjie would be so shameless. He dared to say that other people's magic weapon was his when they met for the first time.

"Nine-tailed fox?" Tan Wenjie was puzzled. "That's a female ghost, right?"

Yan Chixia: "Because she's sexy."

Tan Wenjie recalled the long legs of the nine-tailed fox, then nodded in approval.

"Yeah!" X2
Did my thoughts accidentally make a sound? Why are there two sounds?

The sound seemed to come from behind.

Tan Wenjie turned his head and looked back, and found that it was Shier and Cui Hongjian who were nodding involuntarily.

It was you two.

Yan Chixia glared at the two of them and said, "She was known as the Nine-Tailed Fox when she was alive. She finally waited until she was married but died on the way. After she got a magic red umbrella, she cultivated a lot of skills. She was unable to marry during her lifetime. After her death, she loved to kill the bride the most and couldn't bear to see others get love."

"Who says you can get love by getting married?"

Tan Wenjie didn't understand.

"Rich people marry more than one woman, and even when they are in their seventies or eighties, they still marry eighteen-year-olds. But poor scholars with no talent and no ability can't even afford to eat, and can't get a wife. All they can do is dream about a beautiful female ghost falling in love with them at first sight, and have erotic dreams at night."

Cui Hongjian: “…”

He felt like he was being named.

Just at this moment, Shier's gaze also looked over here.

Has no one ever told me that your eyes are offensive?

Cui Hongjian rushed back to the room.

"What's wrong with him?" Tan Wenjie asked puzzledly as he looked at Cui Hongjian who suddenly rushed back into the room.

Shi'er hesitated, not knowing whether he should tell her or not. In fact, the poor scholar was Cui Hongjian. He was obsessed with someone else's wife and secretly drew the picture at night while curled up in bed, not knowing what to do.

There is a small pile of draft paper on the bedside.

Could it be that his defense was broken by the sharp words of his uncle-master just now, and he went back to his room and dropped his little pearl?

It was he who invited Cui Hongjian to live in Wumenju. His own face was not important, but his uncle's face was very important. If he really had to let someone down, he could only let Cui Hongjian, who had bad intentions, down. Who made him fall in love with someone else's wife?

Drawing someone else’s wife from behind is a big taboo!
"Brother." Cui Hongjian came out holding a scroll of paintings, "I really didn't know this was your wife. I caught a glimpse of her and never imagined there was such a beautiful woman in the world, so I drew her. I swear I really didn't mean to offend you."

He handed the scroll to Tan Wenjie.

"My wife?"

Tan Wenjie opened the painting and found that the person in the painting was Xiaoqian.

No, Xiaoqian has already been reincarnated. With his merits protecting her, she has no choice but to be reincarnated. Her next life must be full of good luck, smooth sailing, and happiness.

It’s most likely another female ghost.

He even suspected that there was a special smell on the scholars, otherwise why did they always attract ghosts.

"you……"

Cui Hongjian was feeling nervous. After witnessing Tan Wenjie's powerful ability in capturing lightning and subduing demons, he felt a little intimidated.

"You draw really well. Have you ever thought about making money by drawing portraits for others?"

"what?"

The scholar felt even more ashamed that the scholar didn't even scold him.

“Thank you for your painting.”

An ordinary scholar does not think about taking exams to become an official or a corrupt official, but instead thinks about having an affair with a female ghost every day. Do you have enough yang energy? Be careful that you may never wake up after a night's sleep.

Confiscated!
(End of this chapter)