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Watching Tan Wenjie leave with the three girls, chatting and laughing, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exchanged a glance.

"What should we do now?"

"Go in and eat, then put it on Brother Jie's tab."

They decided to channel their grief and anger into their appetite and gorge themselves.

Tan Wenjie had already left Renjia Town with the three moth demons and was walking on a desolate path.

"Why did you three young ladies lead me to this desolate place?" Tan Wenjie asked, quite surprised. "Aren't we there yet?"

"It'll be soon." One of them smiled, making no attempt to hide his aggressive gaze.

Tan Wenjie shaded his eyes with his hand and gazed into the distance, then remarked with a sigh, "This place is indeed very suitable for murder and robbery."

What does "sir" mean?

The three female demons tensed up.

"I mean... hey, don't be nervous, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm a wealthy businessman from this area." Tan Wenjie reached behind him and grabbed a sword, which appeared in front of him.

Even though the sword is still in its sheath, you can still feel its sharpness.

“I travel around a lot for business and sometimes encounter things that are not human. It’s reasonable for me to have a sword to protect myself.”

"Wow, this sword is so special, can I take a look?" said the female demon who looked exactly like Wang Zhenzhen. "To tell you the truth, my two sisters and I have practiced martial arts since we were young. Before our family fell into decline, we also had several swords at home."

“Sure.” Tan Wenjie seemed completely unsuspecting, casually handing over the sword.

The three female demons' expressions changed immediately upon receiving the swords, their lips curling into wicked smiles.

"Oh, right." Tan Wenjie pulled out the golden cudgel from behind his back. "Have you ever heard of Tang Sanzang? I got this from him."

The three female demons glanced at the sword in their hands, which only emitted a faint sword aura, and then looked at the golden cudgel that Tan Wenjie held high above his head, gleaming dazzlingly in the sun. Their hearts pounded wildly.

The Golden Cudgel is definitely a lie, but this stick is absolutely a divine weapon.

"Thump!" X3
The three knelt down.

"Please spare my life, sir!"

Tan Wenjie leaned on his golden cudgel with his right hand and beckoned to the three female demons with his left.

"what?"

"Give it back."

"Oh."

The demoness got up and obediently handed the sword back to Tan Wenjie, then knelt down again and dawdled back to her original position.

"Here's the thing," Tan Wenjie said, putting away the two treasures and straightening his cuffs, "I'd like to ask the three of you for help."

"Can you survive?"

"No."

"Then why should I help you?"

"You kill people and suck their life force, your evil deeds are beyond measure. Do you really think you can become immortals? At most, we'll let you stay in the eighteenth level of hell for a little longer."

The three female demons: "..."

Finally, the female demon who resembled Wang Zhenzhen said, "I will obey your orders, Immortal Master."

They didn't know if the person in front of them had the ability to send them to the deepest hell, but they knew that if they refused now, they would definitely be beaten to a pulp.

Come here and hug me.

"what?"

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Oh!"

It's so simple, this is their area of ​​expertise.

This physical body is worthless; if they can use it to curry favor with powerful figures, they'll only gain something.

A female demon stepped forward and skillfully took Tan Wenjie's arm.

Meanwhile, Tan Wenjie was also researching the "Heavenly Way," but made no progress.

"Am I wrong?"

He beckoned: "All three of you, come here together. Wait, why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Master, you're in such a hurry!"

The three female demons embraced him and formed a circle around him.

Finding that Tan Wenjie still didn't react, they simply took the initiative to take another step forward. How could they make progress if they always had to be urged?

The closer they got, the more they felt a faint fragrance surrounding Tan Wenjie, a fragrance that seemed like a miraculous elixir they had never tasted before, or a heavenly fruit. They felt that they would be willing to sacrifice anything to have just one bite of it.

But immediately, a burst of intense heat erupted from Tan Wenjie's body, burning them to ashes.

"As expected, they're nothing special."

Tan Wenjie shook his head regretfully.

His idea of ​​seducing the "female lead" and then replacing her as the "protagonist" failed.

"Um, Amitabha... uh, you can use magic too?"

An urgent voice came from behind Tan Wenjie.

Turning around, I saw that the speaker was a monk.

He was wearing a tattered robe and had a handsome appearance.

Tan Wenjie looked him up and down and asked, "What are you?"

He could tell at a glance that the other party was not human. There was a strong spiritual energy on its body, but he could not hear its heartbeat and it did not even have a soul.

"I am Wuxin, a monk who roams the world." Monk Wuxin put his hands together in prayer.

His movements were crooked and awkward; it was clearly the work of a charlatan.

"Unintentional?" Tan Wenjie raised an eyebrow.

"You know me?" Wu Xin asked, surprised and delighted.

"do not know."

However, Tan Wenjie is almost certain who the "protagonist" of this world is right now, and it is virtually impossible for him to replace the monk Wuxin.

It is said that Wuxin was transformed from a five-colored stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky in ancient times. He is immortal and indestructible, and is the nemesis of all evil spirits and ghosts in the world.

Wuxin asked, "Why did you kill those three?"

Tan Wenjie replied, "Those three are monsters."

"I see." Wuxin suddenly realized, "They used bewitching magic to seduce you just now?"

Wuxin encountered some sorcerers with some skill along the way, and without exception, they were all lured by the bewitching spells of evil spirits, and countless people lost their lives.

“No,” Tan Wenjie shook his head. “I asked them to carry me up.”

Wuxin: "..."

"Since you are a Dharma Master, why don't you come to my place for a simple meal?"

"Is that okay?" Wuxin's eyes lit up.

"Eat for as long as you want."

Just as Tan Wenjie took Wuxin and soared into the sky, flying towards Tanjia Town.

In the restaurant in Renjia Town, Qiusheng and Wencai, who had eaten so much that they had to loosen their belts to relax their stomachs, kept burping.

The waiter stared intently at the two of them.

Qiu Sheng said, "Hey, what kind of looks are those? Our boss Tan and I have a very good relationship. He said we can eat whatever we want and put it on his tab."

Wencai nodded, "Go pour me a cup for the exam fee." "What kind of exam?"

"Foreign tea, huh?"

Waiter: "If Boss Tan doesn't come, you're in trouble."

"how is this possible?"

An hour passed.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were sweating profusely.

Three hours passed.

The two stood at the door, imitating Sun Wukong, their eyes filled with longing.

Soon it got dark.

"Brother Jie, Brother Jie, where are you?"

Just then, Captain Awei walked over with a group of his men, and the waiter stepped forward and said a few words to him.

"What! You dare to dine and dash at my brother-in-law's restaurant?"

……

"It's delicious, so delicious!"

Inside the Tan residence, the monk Wuxin sat at the large octagonal table, holding a duck leg in one hand and a pigeon in the other, eating with his mouth full of oil.

The servants of the Tan family, who were serving dishes, glanced at the heartless monk who was devouring the food, put down the dishes, and left quickly. However, they gathered together in the side room and whispered among themselves.

Shen Yu gently massaged Tan Wenjie's shoulders, and the last "Empress" personally served him.

"Master, what's wrong?" Shen Yu noticed Tan Wenjie's sudden frown and gently rubbed his furrowed brow.

"I think I forgot something."

"Forgot something?"

"Forget it, it's not important."

Tan Wenjie picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Wu Xin, eat slowly, I'll make sure you're full."

"Thank you, Mr. Tan."

"Call me Brother Jie, don't be shy." Tan Wenjie stood up and said, "After you finish eating, someone will take you to take a shower and then take you to get a good night's sleep."

"Mmm-hmm!" Wuxin nodded repeatedly.

Wu Xin ate his meal with a full stomach, and the servants who were already waiting at the door warmly helped him up.

"Master, please come with me."

"Mmm! Hiccup!"

After a relaxing bath, I lay on the soft bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

He couldn't remember who he was or where he came from. After a long and arduous journey, he slept soundly and contentedly.

For the next period of time, Wuxin did not want to stay in the Tan residence. Tan Wenjie also enthusiastically introduced the gods, ghosts and demons around him.

Riding on flying swords and strolling in the sky are Madam Tan, her senior sister, the fourth wife who is highly skilled in martial arts and whose father is said to be very powerful, and the power plant that is like a ghost pushing a millstone.

Even at night, Wuxin would sometimes encounter ghost messengers coming to visit.

Wuxin, who was considered an oddball, suddenly realized that he wasn't so strange after all. He easily blended in and would occasionally go to Zixia Temple to help out when he was bored.

Using one's own blood to draw talismans amplifies their power.

On this day, Wuxin, along with Axing and Xiaoyue, headed north to exorcise the demon.

“This house is said to be haunted by monsters that harm people,” Ah Xing said, untying the box on his back.

Xiaoyue nodded and started taking equipment out of her own box.

"Here..." Wuxin wandered around, having recently tried to learn some knowledge about divination and astrology.

But that knowledge just wouldn't get into his head.

Turning back, they saw that Ah Xing had already pulled up a huge yellow cloth magic circle, surrounding the entire courtyard, while Xiao Yue reinforced it a second time with a net.

Wu Xin asked in surprise, "What's going on here?"

Ah Xing replied, "Master Tan instructed us that if we can overwhelm them with sheer numbers, we shouldn't take any risks."

“I can understand all of that, but these look like they were drawn with my blood.” Wuxin pointed to the yellow cloth magic circle that encircled the entire courtyard. “When did you collect the blood?”

"Don't worry, Master Tan has prepared a lot of spiritual fruits and spirit stones for you. He said that you are weak and hungry because you have consumed too much spiritual energy, and that is also the reason for your amnesia. As long as you can maintain sufficient spiritual energy, you will not lose your memory."

Xiaoyue then walked up to Wuxin and said, "Master, could you please lend me some blood? I need to consecrate my magical artifact."

Wu Xin nodded blankly and raised his hand: "Oh."

The knife cut open, and blood flowed out.

After the consecration ceremony ended, Ah Xing and Xiao Yue, holding compasses, walked solemnly toward the only well in the courtyard.

"leave!"

"it is good!"

As Xiaoyue and Axing threw the yellow cloth bundles they were carrying into the pit, a series of crackling thunderclaps filled the air.

"What did you lose?"

"The Five Thunder Talisman given by Master Tan."

As they spoke, the two drew their bows and aimed at the well opening. The arrows crackled with electricity, and dark clouds even began to gather in their direction.

"What is this?"

"Five Thunder God Arrows." x2
"Awooooo—" The monster emerged from the well, and two Five Thunder God Arrows, poised to be unleashed, flew out and struck the monster squarely in the chest.

With a loud bang, a girl with an arrow in her chest staggered and fell to the ground.

She glared angrily at the three of them, then with a wave of her hand, she threw out a large number of paper figures. Stepping on the paper figures, she seemed to be walking on clouds as she rushed into the night sky.

then.

"Zizi-"

The inescapable trap that Xiaoyue had set up long ago came into play at this moment, overturning it once again.

"Little Moon!"

"coming."

The two opened a box and took out a Bagua mirror.

"A thousand miles of transmission." Ah Xing stuck a talisman on the mirror, and the talisman quickly burned, revealing Tan Wenjie's face in the mirror.

He leaned forward, and half of his body actually emerged from the mirror, pointing at the woman engulfed in lightning and fire.

"Certainly!"

Ah Xing and Xiao Yue excitedly high-fived.

"Finished, call it a day!"

This was a crushing battle, a true spectacle of props, leaving Wuxin utterly dumbfounded.

This was the first time he used the phrase "wealthy and powerful" to describe subduing demons and monsters.

"What are you doing?" he asked curiously when he saw the two of them using red ropes to bind the demon.

"Master Tan said that if you stay with us and still fail to kill the monster, we'll capture it and take it back. It might be some rare species."

Wuxin: "..."

So why did I run a hundred miles to follow you here? Was it to cut my hand and use my blood for consecration? (End of Chapter)