Chapter 442 I am still young and have not enjoyed many blessings
Chapter 442 I am still young and have not enjoyed many blessings
Seeing Tan Wenjie and Lin Zheng suddenly talking together in a low voice, Sister Nine couldn't help but ask, "What are you two whispering about?"
Since their lives were at stake, they couldn't help but feel frightened and worried.
If the two of them don't care, they will be dead.
Lin Zheng cleared his throat and said seriously: "The cycle of heaven and earth, birth, aging, sickness and death, is the natural way."
"What do you mean?"
"You have been targeted by the ghosts of the underworld. Have you ever heard of the saying that if the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you alive until five o'clock?"
"No, I haven't read any books." Sister Nine pointed at Lin Zheng's nose, "But there is one thing I understand, you guys are going to watch me die without helping me!"
"Fellow Daoist Tan, what do you think?"
Lin Zheng suddenly discovered that a certain idiot was actually invisible. His living room was probably too big, allowing the other party to hide silently.
Being suddenly called, Tan Wenjie immediately said, "You should just call me Ajie. To deal with the ghost messenger from the underworld, the elders must go first. You can handle it however you want. I have no opinion."
"Shall I go first?"
Lin Zheng's eyes widened. He just wanted to ask Tan Wenjie for his opinion, but he didn't expect the other party to push him to the front. Such a shameless behavior made him feel a hateful sense of mutual sympathy.
Tan Wenjie nodded as a matter of course and said, "You are old and have lived enough. It is not a big loss if you die early. I am still young and have not enjoyed many blessings."
Lin Zheng didn't say anything, but raised his middle finger.
"Do you have any idea? You can help us to consecrate it."
Sister Nine looked at Tan Wenjie with an expression that was gentle, reserved, shy, expectant and coquettish.
"Please don't repay kindness with hatred."
A Qiu also asked: "Do you really have a solution?"
She felt that her chances of success might be higher if she used the beauty trick.
Just as Qiu was about to attack Tan Wenjie again, he stepped back and said, "There's a saying that money makes the devil work. Tonight the devil is coming to claim your life. As long as you give him enough red envelope, maybe he can let you go."
The ghost officials in this world are corrupt and ruthless. The ghost officials in the underworld belong to the grassroots level, and there are always more people than jobs. Even so, they still outsource the work to living people as part-time ghost officials.
He also asked Zhao Zilong, and according to him, the real ghost messenger is very busy every day, setting up checkpoints in the underworld to collect tolls and exploiting little ghosts, and has no time to do real work.
The problem lies with the ghost judge.
I'm not afraid of dying for money, I'm only afraid of not having money.
"Huh, it turns out to be that simple." The two breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that you can buy your life by spending money, but then the two of them suddenly changed their expressions.
"I only have three hundred dollars on me."
"I'll give you a little more, three hundred and fifty."
The two looked at Lin Zheng.
In order to avoid death, Sister Nine immediately said that she could let Lin Zheng take advantage of her by letting him shine a few more times for free, but she was still a virgin, so she had to take responsibility.
Lin Zheng: “…”
"Forget it, I'll just offer you friendly sponsorship." Tan Wenjie came to Lin Zheng's rescue in time.
Received Lin Zheng's extremely sincere and ardent gaze of gratitude.
He was not so serious when he was helping his girlfriend to hook up with the hospital director.
Since the ghost catcher is looking for the whereabouts of the Ghost-Slaying Sword, Tan Wenjie must stay and investigate the situation.
But there must be something wrong with someone who wants to massacre an entire island just for a sword to slay ghosts.
It was getting dark. Lin Xiaoting, who had a boyfriend, would not go home, saving Lin Zheng from worrying.
He put on a red bellyband, set up a lotus lantern array, and worshiped the ancestor. After completing a set of tedious procedures, he put on a yellow Taoist robe, held a peach wood sword and sat on a chair.
Full of security.
Tan Wenjie was chatting on the phone with his girlfriend for a long time. This is how time management works. It seems that he didn't show up today, but in fact he had to cancel two dates.
Jiujie and Aqiu squatted in front of the brazier holding Yuanbao candles.
The wind chime that had just been hung outside the door suddenly rang.
Tan Wenjie said into the phone: "I have something else to do, let's talk tomorrow."
The advantage of shaping the identity of a career-oriented man is that you can withdraw at any time, which makes time management easier.
He hung up the phone and looked at Lin Zheng, who happened to turn around and look at him. Their eyes met and they nodded slightly.
The ghost who is coming to claim your life is here.
A gust of cold wind pushed the door open, and the candlelight in the living room flickered, but thanks to the formation, the flame never went out.
He was wearing a long soap-colored gown, holding a soul-guiding lantern in his hand, with his toes touching the ground and his legs not moving as he floated forward.
He glanced at Tan Wenjie and Lin Zheng, knowing that they were not easy to deal with, so he spoke first: "Ghost Officer, arrest them!"
Tan Wenjie nodded slightly to Aqiu and Jiujie, and they immediately lit the paper.
During this period, they not only did not intervene, they did not even speak, just acting as passers-by.
Using fists is a last resort. Let the two of them try giving money first. Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem.
"Brother Ghost Officer, this money is our gift to you."
Ninth sister burned paper money while trembling and saying nice things.
While paper was being burned here, a stack of ghost paper appeared in the hands of the ghost over there.
The ghost nodded with satisfaction: "That's quite reasonable. You two come with me. I won't make things difficult for you on the way."
"Can you just treat us as a fart?" Sister Jiu did not stop burning paper. "As long as you let us live, we will burn paper for you every day."
Ah Qiu also nodded: "Yes, there will be no shortage of tributes during festivals, and we will also burn some beautiful paper figures for you."
"Your life span is over, leave now, or I will beat you to pieces!"
"Impossible! The fortune teller said that I did good deeds in my previous life and I can live to be over 90 years old in this life." The ninth sister stood up suddenly.
Burning paper and praying to the gods is useless, so she quits.
"You will die when I say you will die." The ghost messenger showed his vicious look.
He opened his mouth and swallowed all the paper money into his stomach, his whole face turned blue.
"I heard that you were looking for Zhong Kui's sword." Tan Wenjie suddenly spoke.
If he didn't speak, he had nothing to do with the matter. As soon as he spoke, the ghost's attention naturally shifted to him. "I was ordered to take souls away. I don't know what Zhong Kui's sword is."
The ghost rushed straight towards Jiu Jie and A Qiu. He didn't believe that Tan Wenjie really had the courage to save people from him.
"Dare you take action?"
Tan Wenjie pointed his sword forward and hit the ghost's palm.
While pushing the opponent back, he quickly reached forward, grabbed the ghost's wrist and pulled it hard.
The ghost was like a piece of plasticine whose arms had been stretched and then slowly bounced back.
The ghost who bared his fangs and claws in front of ordinary people fell into the hands of Tan Wenjie and had no room for resistance. Tan Wenjie grabbed the ghost with both hands, folded it suddenly, and then kneaded it into a ball quickly like folding clothes.
"How dare you stop the ghost from taking souls!" The ghost's voice came from the ball, "Let me go quickly, or I will send you to hell."
Tan Wenjie snorted coldly: "I will not change my name or surname. Fellow Daoist Lin Zheng and I are here. If you don't explain things clearly, don't expect us to let you go."
Lin Zheng, who was posing, almost vomited blood.
If you don't change your name, then why don't you just say your own name? Why do you keep emphasizing the name "Lin Zheng"?
The ghost messenger just cursed loudly and showed no intention of cooperating. Tan Wenjie said, "You are looking for Zhong Kui's sword, so go see Zhong Kui."
The ghost paused and simply shut his mouth.
Being a ghost is a guilty conscience!
Tough talk? Tan Wenjie likes tough talkers the most.
"You've spent money on me and said nice things to me, but you still don't admit your mistakes. I'll never feel good if I beat you up."
He casually pulled out a willow branch stuck in a bottle nearby.
With a slight shake of the wrist, the willow branches made the air crackle.
Use willow branches to hit ghosts, and each hit will make them shorter by three inches.
"Wait, let me tell you!" The ghost who was still stubborn just now immediately changed his words, "I am here to find Zhong Kui's sword to kill ghosts on the orders of the ghost judge..."
Under the threat of Tan Wenjie's willow branches, the ghost was very cooperative. He was just an errand boy and there was no need to fight to the death. If he was hit by a willow branch, not only would he not get any reward, he might even be forced to die in the line of duty.
Not cost-effective.
"That ghost-slaying sword belonged to Master Zhong Kui. It was used to suppress a corpse 300 years ago."
"Why don't you tell the truth?" Tan Wenjie walked towards Lin Zheng and took the peach wood sword from his hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. The sword suppresses the corpse, and the corpse suppresses the sword." The ghost was afraid that the peach wood sword would pierce him. "The ghost judge also set a rule at the beginning, asking everyone on the island to guard the tomb and not to tell the news to the outside world, otherwise everyone on the island would be slaughtered. I was ordered to go to the island to kill people and find the sword."
No wonder the islanders’ ancestors were unwilling to move because their names were recorded in the Book of Life and Death. They knew that moving was useless.
"I saw the two of them digging for treasure."
The ghost messenger, who was completely rolled into a ball, said cautiously, "I know that the Ghost Slaying Sword is gone, and the Ghost Judge will definitely be angry, so I will give them a chance and let them go find the Ghost Slaying Sword. If they can find it, it will be fine."
"Can't find it?" Ninth Sister couldn't help but ask.
"Of course you are out of luck if you can't find it."
Having already massacred an entire island, the ghost didn't mind killing two more people.
The Ghost Judge and Zhong Kui are not on good terms, and the Ghost Judge even deliberately arranges a corpse to suppress Zhong Kui's ghost-slaying sword. The situation in the underworld is more troublesome than Tan Wenjie imagined.
He and the ghost are in an antagonistic relationship. Too many lice don't itch, and too many debts don't worry. The other party has long been eyeing his merits and even wants Wei Xiaodie to use the beauty trap to seduce him.
Fortunately, he was more skilled and used his beauty to win over Wei Xiaodie.
Now that things have come to this, both sides are bound to have a fight.
"This matter is neither big nor small." Tan Wenjie said to Jiu Jie and A Qiu, "It was the ghost messenger's own decision to take your souls away."
The ghost hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I made the decision myself. Now I have decided not to collect souls anymore."
Jiujie and Aqiu were relieved. They didn't expect the matter to be resolved like this.
Tan Wenjie added, "He actually dared to disobey the rules of the Book of Life and Death and took souls away without authorization. We beat him to pieces, and this is the retribution he deserves."
"Wait, I'm not, I didn't, I..."
Lin Zheng, who had been posing nearby, couldn't help but say, "Wait, he is a ghost messenger after all. If we take the initiative to kill the ghost messenger, we will make enemies with the underworld."
Upon hearing this, the ghost immediately said, "Don't worry, as long as you let me go, I will definitely not cause you any trouble, and I will also let them go. What happened today will be treated as if it never happened."
"Do you believe me?"
Tan Wenjie looked at the ghost messenger as if he was an idiot.
Lin Zheng, Aqiu and Jiujie: "..."
They really believed it just now.
Or force yourself to believe it.
He is a ghost messenger. No matter how powerful and wealthy one is in the world, they are nothing in front of the ghost messenger.
Several people have the same idea in their hearts, so don't make enemies, even if it's just to deceive yourself.
Lin Zheng advised: "This matter has little to do with us. He is secretly seducing souls and he certainly wouldn't dare to report it to the higher-ups."
Tan Wenjie said earnestly: "You are talking nonsense all the time. It is very dangerous."
The ghost knew that it would not be so easy to escape today.
"What do you want?"
"I hit you to stop you from finding a scapegoat. I don't believe you would be so kind as to let me go." Tan Wenjie shook his head. "If it were me, if someone slapped me, I would definitely beat him up ten times."
The ghost immediately complained: "Boss, I don't even know your name. I can't find you even if I want to cause trouble."
"Is that so? Then go ahead." Tan Wenjie nodded very straightforwardly.
It's so simple!
The ghost was surprised.
"Wait!" Lin Zheng stopped him immediately, "We can't let him go."
"And why?"
Lin Zheng: "He knows my name!"
Tan Wenjie immediately advised: "The cause is that he secretly seduced the soul. He certainly wouldn't dare to make a fuss about it. Let's just turn a blind eye."
Lin Zheng: “…”
This sentence sounds so familiar.
(End of this chapter)