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Chapter 11 Don't Pick Up the Red Envelopes on the Ground
"Curse", the story takes place 6 years ago. Pregnant Li Ruonan, Adong and Ayuan, as video bloggers, enter Chenjia Village. It is said that there is a god who cannot be offended there. Then, because of violating various taboos, Adong and Ayuan died, and the entire Chenjia Village also suffered a devastating disaster.

Li Ruonan escaped the disaster, but disaster did not stay away from her. The deaths of her parents and the police she met after calling the police left her with a huge mental shock. She placed her child in an orphanage.

She received psychological treatment for six years. When she felt she had finally come out of the shadow, she took her daughter back home, but all kinds of strange phenomena soon began to occur in the house.

Tan Wenjie looked at [Secret Realm], which had a "plot introduction" on it, which actually just made him watch the movie again without any biased commentary.

[Curse, consumes 30 vitality]

[Current Vitality: 30/30]

There was no need to think too much, so Tan Wenjie made sufficient preparations. He took with him the peach wood sword, yellow talisman paper, etc. left by Master Qian, and also prepared guns, bullets, and gold.

After finally making sure that everything was correct, Tan Wenjie chose to enter the secret realm.

[Please select the secret realm mode: role-playing/free exploration (currently unavailable)]

[Destroy the altar: Destroy the obscene worship of the Great Black Buddha Mother, reward 1300 magic coins, and open the gate of hell]

"Gate of Hell" is the lottery pool in the game. In the game, 160 magic coins can be exchanged for a "Summoning Gods and Ghosts Order", which can be used to draw characters, props, etc.

"Will the prize pool be opened after clearing the secret realm?" Tan Wenjie was looking forward to it. If he could draw various fruits that increased experience, cultivation would definitely be much easier.

When Tan Wenjie opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a corridor with people hurrying back and forth.

The identity information of the role played is very simple. He is a TV cameraman, Tan Wenjie. Because someone became famous for shooting horror news, he and his partner, reporter Quan Hongzheng, are preparing to dig up some stories.

I am currently in a role-playing state, so I can bring along all the things I prepared before, including the peach wood sword, gold, and gun.

Tan Wenjie should be a stranger to the Great Black Goddess. The enemy is in the light while we are in the dark, so he can prepare slowly. With Tan Wenjie's style of doing things, he must visit more temples and get more helpers.

Just as Tan Wenjie was thinking about how to deal with the Great Black Goddess, he suddenly saw someone walking towards him.

"Ajie!"

Quan Hong came over and said, "Let's go. We have already made an appointment there. The nurse said that they will help take the person to a small room for our interview."

"Oh! Here I come!" Tan Wenjie picked up the equipment and hurried to catch up, still thinking about the mission in his mind.

He had heard of "destroying the altar". Taoism believed that altars and temples should not be destroyed easily, but temples and altars of evil spirits who pretended to be righteous gods needed to be destroyed through magic.

"Can I face the Great Black Goddess myself?" Tan Wenjie felt that the difficulty of the secret realm was a bit high.

No matter who is stronger, the Great Black Buddha Mother, or any of the countless gods and Buddhas, there is one thing that Tan Wenjie can be sure of, he only knows one move, "Sword Finger LV1", which can't even blow out a candle, so there is no chance he can deal with it.

I wonder if the Great Black Goddess will look at me differently because I’m handsome.

The simplest way is to get some explosive weapons and directly destroy the temples and altars physically.

"I still need to contact the master." He needs someone to protect him when he goes out, and he should borrow strength whenever possible. He hates to resist things on his own the most.

The two came to the parking lot.

"Ajie, what have you been thinking about just now?"

"I just didn't get enough rest." Tan Wenjie shook his head.

"I'll drive." Quan Hong didn't think much about it, he just felt that his partner was not in good condition.

On the way, Quan Hong talked about his preparations. He wanted to make a big news.

This time they were going to a nursing home to interview an old man who had just been transferred out of the nursing home a month or two ago. It was said that some very strange things had happened in the old man's home. First, his grandson claimed to be the Zen Master Jigong, and then his daughter, son, daughter-in-law, and so on, all claimed to be gods.

No one knows what happened during this period, and this time they are going to investigate the secrets.

Rushing to the nursing home, Tan Wenjie turned on the machine very skillfully, almost instinctively, which should be the characteristics of "role-playing" that allowed him to blend in more easily. However, they encountered trouble just as they were about to shoot. They were not allowed to take the photos in and were stopped at the door.

Tan Wenjie stood aside and watched Quan Hong take out a red envelope and quietly put it into the guard's hand.

"You are worthy of being my partner." Tan Wenjie nodded with satisfaction. In the world of horror and thriller, nothing is a problem if it can be solved with money.

The guard didn't hold the red envelope firmly, and it was blown away by the wind and flew towards Tan Wenjie. He subconsciously stepped on the red envelope.

Bend down and pick up the red envelope.

"Ajie, what are you waiting for?" Quan Hong turned to look at Tan Wenjie who was looking down and made an OK gesture: "Done!"

The guard also whispered, "Be careful. When you are kicked out, don't say I let you in."

"Don't worry." Quan Hong patted his shoulder.

Tan Wenjie took the machine and walked quickly to Quan Hong, handing him the red envelope. "Here, you're lucky."

"What?" Quan Hong looked at the red envelope in Tan Wenjie's hand in confusion, and then said exaggeratedly: "Wow, you are so lucky today, you went out to pick up a red envelope."

"Yeah, I found a red envelope. Wait, this red envelope is not yours?"

"I gave him cash. I'm not his father, so why would I give him a red envelope?"

Tan Wenjie's heart was pounding. He handed the machine to Quan Hong and quickly opened the red envelope.

There was no money in it, only a folded note.

When I opened it, I saw the words "Zhu Meimei, born in the year of Wuyin, the month of Yichou, the day of Xinwei" written on it, and there was also a small strand of a woman's dry hair and nails inside.

"Gan!"

Tan Wenjie suddenly felt a chill on his back.

[Marry the God: Marry Zhu Meimei, or let her give up on you, reward: 300 magic coins]

unlucky!

Tan Wenjie suddenly felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He turned around in a trance and saw a woman's left hand pressing on his shoulder.

"Looking for death?" Tan Wenjie thrust the sword-like finger of his right hand towards the palm on his shoulder.

He hates those harassing people without any sense of boundaries the most!
"Ah!! What are you crazy about?" Quan Hong shouted, covering the back of his hand. He just found Tan Wenjie in a daze, so he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, but he didn't expect that Tan Wenjie suddenly poked him with his finger.

"Hiro, is that you?"

"Of course it's me. It's just 500 yuan. I won't snatch it from you. You're so stingy!" Quan Hong rubbed the back of his hand, which was already red and swollen, with a grin.

"500 yuan?" Tan Wenjie turned back and found that the piece of paper with his birth date, hair and nails had disappeared, leaving only a creased banknote.

"damn it!"

After being possessed by the dirty thing, I can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, as if I were blinded by a ghost.

When Tan Wenjie looked down, he found that his clothes were clean, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

It’s a natural talent. If you don’t wear tattered clothes, your bad luck will be +10!

Does wearing new clothes when entering a secret realm count?
This is really bad luck.

(End of this chapter)