Chapter 387 Drink 3 jars of boy's urine every day
Chapter 387 Drink three jars of boy's urine every day
When Tan Wenjie found the drunk Taoist priest, he was dozing off in the dilapidated temple.
He has many bad habits like snoring loudly, burping, farting, and grinding his teeth.
There is only one way to wake up the drunk Taoist, get a pot of wine and buy some snacks.
Tan Wenjie left the dilapidated temple. He was already very familiar with taking advantage of other people's character weaknesses. It was a pity that his enemies could never see this clearly. Why hadn't the beauty trap come yet?
Next time, give your enemies a heads up so they can prepare in advance, and everyone will be happy, a win-win situation.
There is an inn.
The name is very stylish and appealing to the eye.
As soon as Tan Wenjie walked into the inn, he saw a very strange combination of father and son. The father was walking forward with his head held high, while the son was standing on his father's shoulders.
Such an awesome father and son must be Hong Xiguan.
I didn't expect to meet them here. Since Ma Ning'er had been killed by Tan Wenjie with a sword, the father and son must have continued to live a wandering life.
Although both the father and the son are very handsome, Tan Wenjie has never liked handsome guys, as people of the same sex repel each other. What's more, the other party is a dad, and his chances of picking up girls are much higher than his own.
So he just glanced at them and sat down at an octagonal table on the first floor of the inn. Coincidentally, the father and son were sitting at the next table.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter came up to Hong Xiguan first.
You have no vision, no wonder your business is so bad.
Tan Wenjie poured himself a cup of tea, revealing the gold bracelet on his wrist.
I never thought about showing off.
He hasn’t come yet!
"Four steamed buns."
"What else?"
"Four steamed buns first."
The waiter nodded respectfully and turned to leave.
"Cough cough!" Tan Wenjie had to cough to remind him.
The waiter seemed to have just seen Tan Wenjie and came over to him.
Tan Wenjie glanced at the calluses on the other person's palm.
It turned out that they were workers specially sent by the court. No wonder they were not skilled in their jobs. He had given up hope on their acting skills. They always had stern faces, as if it was almost as if "I am a soldier" was written on their faces.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?"
"What are your specialties?" asked Tan Wenjie.
"That's a lot."
The waiter cleared his throat and announced the dishes, and there were nine of their signature dishes.
I recited it quite smoothly...Tan Wenjie turned around and found it written on the wall.
You can even read so slowly!
"No braised pork."
"what about others?"
"Please serve all the others."
"Okay." The waiter went straight to the kitchen.
After a while, some food and wine were actually served on the table, which surprised Tan Wenjie.
He thought the other party would just overturn the table. Since he wasn't particularly hungry, he didn't mind watching the show first.
The roast chicken exudes a rich aroma.
"Gurgle." X2
Hearing the cry, Tan Wenjie subconsciously looked down at his stomach, and then looked at the next table.
The father and son looked straight ahead, but their rumbling stomachs betrayed them.
Just say that there is no way your stomach would growl.
"Would you like to eat together?" asked Tan Wenjie.
He had no intention of asking the father and son to test the poison. He was not the target of the ambushers here, and there were many respectable diners around who were drinking and eating.
And it is difficult for ordinary poisons to kill him.
He despised these soldiers who set up the ambush. If it were Tan Wenjie who set up the ambush, he would definitely use every possible means, including using hidden weapons if there were any, poison if there were any, and explosives if there were any.
There is no point in talking to the enemy. If you can't kill him, you will die yourself. At worst, you can reflect on yourself after you win and despise yourself for using despicable tactics.
"It's just a chance encounter." The other person shook his head.
The little guy next to him also shook his head.
He was just being polite. With his appetite, it was not a problem for him to finish a table of dishes. The dishes were served quickly, but the steamed buns from the next table were not served for a long time.
Just as Tan Wenjie was finishing his meal and the father and son at the next table were continuing to act handsome with their stomachs growling, the waiter who was delivering steamed buns finally came over.
The father and son's attention were immediately attracted to the steamed buns.
"bass--"
A beam of white light shot out from under the plate, like a silver dragon, and headed straight for Hong Xiguan's brow.
Delivering food is fake, killing is real.
Hong Xiguan reacted immediately, reaching out to grab the other person's wrist, and at the same time kicked the man in the chin quickly.
With a tug of the hand, the man fell to the ground.
The short blade was swung out and hit the forehead of a person in the distance.
Two people fell down in an instant.
"Kill!!"
The chef, the drinker, the shopkeeper, and the waiter all jumped up from their tables and rushed over.
The father and son were surrounded, but saw Hong Xiguan take out a three-section gun, quickly assembled it into a long spear.
The gun barrel shook, and the gun tip stabbed and took away lives.
The screams were endless.
Tan Wenjie continued to eat, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.
While gnawing on the chicken wings, he was still paying attention to Hong Wendi. The little guy was very good at boxing and kicking. Although he was short-handed and had difficulty gaining the upper hand against an adult due to his limited strength, because this was a melee, he took advantage of his small size and flexibility and managed to maneuver around under the crotch of others, and actually defeated three or five people.
"Oh!"
One of them hit his head on Tan Wenjie's desk.
The wine and food are shaking.
Tan Wenjie quickly steadied the table.
"I say, can you guys fight outside?"
The man stood up and tried to grab the soup bowl on the table to hit Hong Xiguan, but Tan Wenjie's index finger pressed down on the soup bowl and he was unable to move.
The other party looked up at Tan Wenjie, but only saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his sight.
"Oh!"
The nose was bleeding and the man fell unconscious.
"I hate people who waste food the most!"
Besides that, he also hates people who are more handsome than himself. However, he has been wandering around for so long and has never seen anyone more handsome than himself, so he assumes that such people do not exist and there is no need to mention them.
The fighting in the inn ended quickly.
Hong Xiguan looked at Tan Wenjie.
Although I didn't see him actually fight, just by looking at his calm and composed demeanor during the battle, I knew that he must be very skilled in martial arts.
"I'm quite familiar with Chen Jinnan. He even stayed at my house for a few days." Tan Wenjie pointed at the food and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"
"eat!"
The three of them were sitting in an inn filled with corpses.
Tan Wenjie had lost his appetite, but Hong Xiguan and his son were eating with relish.
Why eat steamed buns? Eat meat!
They choose to give up their staple foods.
We were just casual acquaintances, and because we accidentally overcharged the shopkeeper, we naturally didn't have to pay the bill after the meal.
"See you later." After eating, the two men turned around and left, remaining cruel to the end.
Tan Wenjie didn't care either.
It was just a chance encounter.
The drunk Taoist priest who had just returned to the dilapidated temple with the wine and had been snoring suddenly sat up.
"There's wine!"
He smacked his lips, turned his head to look for it, stuck his butt out and moved closer to Tan Wenjie, reaching out to grab the wine jar.
The wine jar was gently lifted.
"Ah, it's you!" The drunk Taoist saw Tan Wenjie's face, "You're here to treat me to a drink again?"
"I got an armored car, but it was accidentally split in half by a handsome and powerful hero. I want to ask if you have any way to repair it."
"Where's the armored car?"
"Over there." He pointed to an empty space nearby.
The drunk Taoist grabbed the wine from Tan Wenjie's hand, gulped down most of it, and then burped, "Hmm, let me help you take a look."
He circled around the armored vehicle that was split in two.
He took out a hammer and started knocking on it.
"Whoo~"
The drunk Taoist put away his hammer, exhaled, and started drinking again.
"How about it?"
"Can't you see for yourself?"
"Still two halves."
“It just can’t be fixed.”
"..."
Tan Wenjie suddenly wanted to know whether the Drunken Taoist, a Taoist priest from Mount Longhu, could withstand the Five Thunders.
……
"meet again."
Tan Wenjie didn't expect that he had just waved goodbye to Hong Xiguan and his son a few hours ago, but when he turned around, he ran into them again.
The frequency of encounters is too high.
Could it be that they knew that I had just bought a chicken for midnight snack, so they followed me following the smell?
Hong Wendi ignored him and continued walking forward.
"Boy, where is your father?"
"I've invited you to dinner anyway."
"Boy, do you believe that I will follow your father and steal away all the girls your father likes?"
No matter what Tan Wenjie asked, Hong Wendi seemed not to hear him and continued walking forward in a daze.
"Boy, you are so cocky." He reached out to grab Hong Wendi's shoulders and lifted him up with one hand, but he continued to struggle and try to move forward.
Sure enough there is a problem.
"His mind is controlled by thaumaturgy." A voice came from behind.
Tan Wenjie turned around and found a sissy in white clothes and a melon-shaped hat standing behind him.
He looked it up and down, and finally put it on the other person's face.
Looks a bit familiar, not sure, let me take a look.
Because I can't confirm whether the other person really looks like this or is disguised, I dare not confirm the other person's identity.
After all, this is the world of Qimen Dunjia, and disguise is a basic technique.
Besides, this face, which looks 30% like Dongfang Bubai, is really hard to tell whether it is male or female, or neither male nor female.
He likes to pick up girls, but he doesn't like being picked up as a girl.
The other party's method of hiding his breath was quite clever. Although it was not as good as Tan Wenjie's method of hiding it, it was not simple either. He had never seen anyone else in this world who could hide better.
"Friend, what's wrong?" The sissy was stared at by Tan Wenjie, but smiled at him, "Why are you staring at me?"
"You look familiar."
Tan Wenjie didn't want to chat with the other party, so he asked, "So, the person who can use this magic must be very powerful?"
"That's true." The sissy nodded, "And since he attacked a virgin boy, I'm afraid he must be practicing some evil method that is harmful to the world."
Tan Wenjie put Hong Wendi down.
"I suddenly remembered that the windows in my house were still open."
It only takes one person to meddle in other people's affairs, but the most taboo is to have too many people. If you act without a plan or a policy, problems will definitely arise.
The sissy paused.
When he was watching, he thought that Tan Wenjie was going to rescue people. After all, he said a lot of strange things to the boy whose mind was controlled.
"I can tell from your face that you like to meddle in other people's business." Tan Wenjie said, "I'll leave this good thing to you."
"My friend, this is really interesting."
"No, I'm not interesting at all."
As they were talking, Hong Wendi had already turned the corner.
The sissy continued to look at Tan Wenjie with a smile.
"Depend on!"
I resisted the urge to raise my middle finger, as I was seen through.
He really couldn't just sit there and watch.
"I've always wondered who would be able to see through my ridiculous and lustful disguise and discover my true kindness and beauty, but I never thought it would be seen through by a sissy."
"Friend, is the sissy talking about me?"
"Nonsense, if you have the guts, come with me..."
"Just what?"
"nothing!"
He also wanted to ask the other party to go to the toilet with him to compete, but when he thought that if the other party really had a gun in the past and just took it off, wouldn’t it be a benefit to pee with him?
Don't reward him!
Turning the corner, I saw a group of little boys standing in line, and Hong Wendi had just walked to the end of the line.
At the front there was a man in white clothes holding a bamboo tube, and little boys were lining up to urinate.
"Robbery of boys' urine?"
Tan Wenjie raised his finger and pointed his sword into the air.
"Oh!"
The bamboo tube for collecting urine was knocked away, and the man was knocked to the ground and sat on his butt, then had urine splashed all over his face.
The sissy looked at Tan Wenjie in surprise.
"One Yang Finger?"
"Sword pointing!"
No matter how high the level of Yi Yang Finger is, it dares to be compared with Sword Finger.
Pointing the sword at people is just a side effect; subduing demons and monsters is the correct way to use it.
When you reach the level of a god, the sword finger will still be used.
The man who was knocked down changed his expression and rushed forward with his sword drawn.
Tan Wenjie stretched out his fingers to clamp the sword blade that was approaching like a poisonous snake, but his two fingers were like iron clamps and could not be pulled away no matter how hard the opponent tried.
"What strong finger strength!" The sissy was surprised again.
What really surprised him was that Tan Wenjie did not use his internal force.
Pure horizontal kung fu, ultimate physical strength, when did such a person appear in the world.
Tan Wenjie pinched the wrist with his fingers and gently exerted force, and the man in white was spun around and fell heavily to the ground.
"Tell me, why are you robbing boys' urine?"
He gave up the idea of strangling the other person's neck and took two steps back to create some distance.
The smell is too strong and choking.
"I've heard there are some weird magic spells in the world. I'm afraid he uses boys' urine just to practice his skills." said the sissy.
"Please spare my life, hero! It wasn't me, it was Master Hulun from Tian Wu Men. He controlled me with a poison pill, and I had no choice but to obey his orders."
"What does that Bell wizard want boy's urine for?"
"Bei...? Master Hulun is practicing the Zi Yin Du Gong! This Gong requires drinking boy's urine."
"Pfft."
Seeing the two people looking at him, Tan Wenjie waved his hand hurriedly, "Sorry, I suddenly thought of something happy, please continue."
The man in white knew that he was no match for the two people in front of him, so he could only continue, "He drinks three jars of boy's urine every day..."
"Puchi, I couldn't help it, sorry." Tan Wenjie attracted the attention of the two again.
"Ahem, what I mean is that you should release the person right away. I don't care what Mage Bell does to you. If you don't listen to me, I will kill you right now."
"Yes, yes, I'll let it go right away!"
After a sharp whistle, the boys standing in the line woke up and ran home screaming.
"Engagement!"
Hong Xiguan also arrived at this time.
When he saw Tan Wenjie, he nodded and greeted him.
Just now, Hong Xiguan went to the toilet, but when he came back, he found that his son was missing, so he immediately went out to look for him.
After listening to the general process, he said with an unpleasant expression: "Take us to Tianwumen."
Tianwumen is actually located in a busy downtown area. It is not difficult to understand considering that the other party needs to drink several kilograms of boy's urine every day.
Stay close to the food area and drink fresh foamy drinks anytime.
Tan Wenjie shook his head.
"What's wrong?" the sissy asked.
"Discipline was lax. We walked all the way to the gate, but no one noticed us."
Isn't it because everyone is too strong that those people didn't notice?
"Aren't you going to help?" the sissy asked again.
Hong Xiguan and his son have already rushed into Tianwumen.
"They didn't steal my urine."
The father and son who killed the god acted quickly and efficiently. With a gun in hand, no one could stop them.
Tan Wenjie and the other man were happy to have some free time.
"If I'm not mistaken, he should be Hong Xiguan." The sissy suddenly said.
"What, he is so powerful?"
"You knew him before."
The acting is terrible.
"That's how the world works. You lie to me, I lie to you, and we just make do with it. Why expose it?"
"My friend's words are really interesting. I've learned a lot."
"Don't be taught. Chatting with people like you is exhausting. I want to break down every word others say, analyze it word by word, and then write an article about it."
Inside, Hong Xiguan was fighting with Master Hulun of Tianwumen.
The spear is like a dragon.
Master Hulun was not to be outdone. His arms were like fine steel, pushing left and right, and knocking away the gun tips that were trying to stab his body.
However, Hong Xiguan has a little helper, and the father and son work together well and can gain the upper hand.
"Drink!"
Master Hulun suddenly grabbed the necklace around his neck, and the necklace turned into a skeleton arm, squirming slightly.
Two fists are no match for four hands, but with the addition of a skeleton arm, three punches can defeat four hands.
Hong Wendi looked at his father.
"Foshan Shadowless Kick!!" The short legs kicked Master Hulun in the chest repeatedly.
"Hahahaha!" Master Hulun laughed.
He drank so much boys' urine and absorbed enough boys' essence that he had already developed the ability to be invulnerable to swords and guns.
However, Hong Xiguan raised his spear and hit Hulun Master's knee. When the opponent subconsciously leaned forward, he kicked Hulun Master in the crotch with his shadowless kick.
"Crack——!"
Tan Wenjie used both hands to tear the roast chicken apart from the butt.
The sissy's eyes widened, she hadn't expected him to eat so wildly.
"It's fun to eat meat with big bites." Tan Wenjie handed half of the chicken to the other party, "It seems that you are ignorant."
The sissy took the roast chicken and said, "Thank you."
After taking a bite, he laughed and said, "Eating meat with big mouthfuls really has a different flavor."
It's just that she's too feminine. Her smile isn't hearty but rather coquettish, which makes people feel nervous.
"I suggest you go to the lake and take a bath while drinking from the jar above your head."
Sissy wondered, "Why?"
“It’s going to be fun.”
"I'll definitely try."
“Remember to wear red.”
Tan Wenjie suddenly exclaimed: "Damn, anti-gravity kick!"
Master Hulun of Tianwumen spread his legs, and Hong Xiguan hung upside down and used the Foshan Shadowless Kick, flying higher and higher.
It's even more exaggerated than stepping on the right foot with the left foot.
(End of this chapter)