Chapter 347: Stealing Yin Soldiers
Chapter 347: Stealing Yin Soldiers
At dusk, the bride enters the house.
"Is it not appropriate for me to sit here?" Tan Wenjie sat in the main seat, with Yan Chixia sitting next to him.
Yan Chixia said: "Shi'er's marriage depends on you. He is showing you great courtesy, you can bear it."
"Then I won't feel awkward."
At this time, Tan Wenjie was feeling quite strange. He had been in love many times and had been married three times, but this was his first time to participate in a wedding as an elder, which was quite novel.
After serving tea, Tan Wenjie took out two red envelopes and handed them to the newlyweds with a smile.
Yan Chixia also took out the red envelope he had prepared.
"Thank you, Uncle Master, thank you, Master!" X2
"The ceremony is over!" shouted Cui Hongjian, who was acting as the master of ceremonies.
Five people are eating at a table.
Yan Chixia got drunk again that night. He used the excuse that Shier had grown up. Tan Wenjie always felt that he wanted to drink more of his wine.
What’s even more outrageous is that Cui Hongjian kept muttering about Mo Chou after getting drunk.
He just couldn't understand it. According to the "confessions" of Cui Hongjian and Mochou, the time they met did not exceed 0.5 seconds, and they didn't say a word to each other from beginning to end. How casual their love was.
Mo Chou didn't even blink when she was reincarnated, and she probably didn't even remember who Cui Hongjian was.
A true passerby.
Shi'er gets married, but the world is difficult. It would be hard for the man to live a simple life with the man farming and the woman weaving. Shi'er knows how to subdue demons and monsters and has some good skills. With Yan Chixia's protection, his life is better than that of ordinary people.
In the end, only Tan Wenjie was still awake at the table. With his physique, he would get drunk after drinking any alcohol but would sober up quickly.
He sent Shi'er into the bridal chamber, and took Cui Hongjian in one hand and Yan Chixia in the other and threw them back to their rooms.
The cold moonlight shone into the yard, and Tan Wenjie poured himself a small glass of wine.
"Oh, I should have kept a female ghost or banshee to help pour the wine."
Think of the beauty of Chu.
Forget it, Aunt Mei’s vomiting of black blood affects her appetite.
Far away in a demon cave in Lanruo Temple.
"Sister, do you really want to be a human being?" Xiaoshuang landed beside her.
"Yeah." Xiaoxue was putting on makeup in front of the mirror.
"But if that person doesn't recognize you, what will you do if you are left alone?"
"Then I'll come back to be a demon."
"I'll wait for you to come back. Oh, that's not right. I hope you can live a happy life."
……
The world of yin and yang.
A team of more than a dozen ghost soldiers is on patrol.
"Where did he go?"
"Grab the lower clear water pot!"
"It was better to follow Master Black Mountain in the past. No matter where we went, we were always superior. It's not like now. Tsk, we still have to do hard labor."
As we were chatting, a figure suddenly appeared in front of us.
He was wearing tattered cloth clothes and holding a red paper umbrella.
"It's you!"
"It's him!"
When the ghost soldiers saw that figure, they cried out in their hearts that something was wrong.
They were too familiar with that figure. The Black Mountain Old Demon's serious injury and shrinking power were related to him.
"Former colleagues, are you not satisfied with your new job?" Tan Wenjie approached with a red paper umbrella. "I have a job here. Are you interested? We will move to Huangshan Village. Water and electricity are all free, and there is no rent."
The ghost soldier drew his sword and looked at Tan Wenjie warily.
Tan Wenjie gently turned the red umbrella, and red umbrellas appeared out of thin air.
"Hiss, it consumes a lot of mana."
He immediately controlled the number and remained motionless. The red umbrella was spinning and turning into a blood-dropping dart that rushed towards the ghost soldiers.
The ghost soldier raised his knife and chopped, but was knocked away the moment he hit the rapidly spinning red paper umbrella.
Red umbrellas were inserted into the necks and gaps in the armor of the ghost soldiers, driving them to rotate together.
"Auntie Mei, open the door to welcome the new residents!"
He watched Chu Renmei appear and use the "stupidity technique" to send the ghost soldiers into Huangshan Village one by one.
It won’t be long before these ghost soldiers’ IQs drop sharply due to the peculiar water quality of Huangshan Village, and they will eventually become zombies who can only make “Aba Aba” sounds.
Think about it from another perspective. Whether it is used as a human wave tactic in the future or used as a backup energy source for Tan Wenjie to eat to replenish his energy, it can maximize waste utilization.
"Oh no, Aunt Mei, there's a ghost coming! Time to run away!"
Chu Renmei speeded up.
After stealing the lone Yin soldier, Tan Wenjie grabbed Chu Renmei, threw the red umbrella in his hand and escaped from the Yin and Yang world.
They steal from ghosts to avoid being discovered, and they can only make a fortune by keeping silent, otherwise the ghost soldiers in the Yin and Yang world will not disperse and be difficult to catch alone.
When Tan Wenjie returned to Wumenju, he found Yan Chixia sewing clothes with needle and thread.
The red cloth lining looked familiar, as if it was the robe Yan Chixia wore last time.
There are pieces of armor on the outside.
"Is this, armor?"
Judging from the style, it is the Armor of the Heavenly Kings. This kind of armor is believed to have no practical value. It is an artistically processed armor, usually found on the guardian gods of religions. When you enter a temple and see the Four Heavenly Kings, they are wearing the Armor of the Heavenly Kings.
"Rituals." Yan Chixia said, "Made for Shier."
"The thread in the hands of a loving father."
I didn’t expect that although he has a rough beard, his needlework is quite delicate.
"Where is your sword case?" Tan Wenjie suddenly realized something was wrong.
Yan Chixia knocked on his armor: "Here it is."
Unexpectedly, for Shier, he even took apart his sword case.
"Shi'er's abilities are mediocre, and he likes to stand up for the weak. Sooner or later, he will run into a tough enemy. After he puts on this flying armor, he will be three times faster than a ghost. If he can't win, at least he can escape."
“Why do you only make tops and not pants?”
"There is not enough material for the sword case. It's enough to wear it and escape." Yan Chixia loosened his hand and gently patted the armor in his hand. The armor flew to the top of his head and suddenly rolled inward and turned into a sword case.
Isn’t this the magical flying armor used by Yan Chixia in the third part? Yan Chixia actually made it in advance.
"Don't even think about it." Yan Chixia seemed to understand Tan Wenjie's gaze and refused immediately.
"As if anyone wants it."
He can draw it directly after he leaves this world. It’s useless to get it now.
In the following days, Tan Wenjie's life became very simple. He would go to Yan Chixia to gain experience. Occasionally, he would appear and increase his sword-wielding skill by [Experience +10].
The feeling of genius is addictive. You can learn something quickly and then easily see your own progress. This is what it feels like.
In addition, he went to the Yin and Yang world to help some ghost soldiers go through immigration procedures so that they could go to Huangshan Village without any worries.
We also look for some eminent monks in some temples and ask where there are some efficacious temples.
With the power of teleportation, distance is not a problem at all.
You can go out in the morning and come back in time for dinner in the evening, and you can kill any monsters you meet along the way.
……
As a large number of ghost kings rushed to the underworld to divide up the territory abandoned by the Black Mountain Old Demon, the competition between the Yin and Yang worlds suddenly disappeared.
Above the vast land, the Yin-Yang Dharma King, wearing a bronze mask on his face, sat on the throne and looked down.
A pot of water was brought to a boil.
On both sides, ghost soldiers escorted a ghost to the pot of clean water and forced it into the pot regardless of the ghost's miserable pleas for mercy.
The pot was boiling, and the ghost dissolved as soon as it touched the water, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
"Hahahaha!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King laughed triumphantly.
Now all the ghost kings who are more powerful than him have gone to the underworld to fight each other and suffer bloodshed, and he has become the absolute ruler with the highest magic power in the world of yin and yang.
"What's the point of a female ghost?"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King felt bored when he thought of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Playing with ghosts was pointless, so he wanted to play with people.
This is the boundary between Yin and Yang, and there is no obstacle to going to the world of the living.
As soon as he has completely taken control of the Yin and Yang world, he will go to the human world to have a good time. The Black Mountain Old Demon brings back a few ghost concubines from the human world every few days, and the Yin and Yang Dharma King has been jealous for a long time.
Some time ago, two Taoist priests from the Yang world sneaked into the Yin and Yang world. Without saying a word, they threw something that exploded and hurt his hand.
By the time the Yin-Yang Dharma King wanted to catch them, they had already escaped.
If I could go to the human world and meet those two Taoists, I would definitely pull out their tendons, skin them, grind their bones, and scatter their ashes, then throw them into a pot of water and stew them into a thick soup!
"Are they all here?" The Yin-Yang Master looked at the group of ghosts below.
He immediately gathered the Yin soldiers who were scattered in the Yin and Yang world, and his power expanded several times. Why did the number of people seem to have not changed after so long? Where did all the Yin soldiers go?
The ghost soldiers lowered their heads and dared not speak. They had just arrived, so when the leader asked them questions, they just had to lower their heads.
Could it be that someone is stealing his own Yin soldiers while he is stealing the Yin soldiers of the Black Mountain Old Demon?
"Find out who dares to abduct the Yin soldiers in my Yin-Yang world! Don't let me catch him, or I will make soup out of him!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" the ghosts replied.
"Your Majesty, a female ghost who was about to be put into the boiling water pot has escaped!"
"Oh?" Yin Yang Dharma King became interested. "Where did you go?"
"The world of the living!"
"Hahaha, then follow me, the Dharma King, to the human world."
Whatever you wish for will come true. It's time to go to the world of the living and show off your power.
……
"Your name is Zhang Daoling?"
Tan Wenjie looked at the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple and felt a little pain in his gums.
Do the Taoists in this world have no sense of boundaries when it comes to naming?
"Yes, is there anything wrong?"
"No, not at all!"
He was looking for helpers who could help him eliminate the Black Mountain Demon. He heard that the Taoist priest named Zhang in the Taoist temple on the mountain had great magical powers, so he took the initiative to come and take a look.
He felt a little disappointed when they met. He was just of average level. It would be hard for him to deal with the tree demon. At most, he could handle the ghost king nine-tailed fox. The chances of winning were 90-1 and he was one.
However, Zhang Daoling was surprised when he saw Tan Wenjie.
Tan Wenjie, who did not hide his aura, had his blood boiling, his eyes flashing with spiritual light, and his body full of merit.
Master!
Not only is he a master of martial arts, he is also definitely not weak in magic practice.
"Fellow Daoist, are you free? My senior brother and I entered the Yin-Yang Realm some time ago and fought with a ghost king for a long time. We tried our best but only injured him. Although the two of us were not injured, we were no match for the ghost king. If any fellow Daoist can help us..."
"No time."
I'm looking for someone to hug, not to be someone else's thigh.
Tan Wenjie explained: "I want to find the world's top experts to go deep into the underworld to exorcise demons. It's not that I don't want to help, but time is short and I can't waste it."
"The underworld?"
The quality is indeed much worse.
"I see."
Zhang Daoling did not force Tan Wenjie to help.
As they were talking, a Taoist priest came up the mountain.
"Brother, are you back?"
"Yes, I met a scholar, very interesting."
After Zhang Daoling's introduction, Tan Wenjie got to know the other party briefly, then turned around and said goodbye.
"Who is it?" asked the senior brother.
"Master." Zhang Daoling replied.
"can not tell."
"It means that you haven't mastered the art of seeing qi yet. That person is a real master."
"How tall is it?"
"..."
(End of this chapter)