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Chapter 203 Clingy Spirit

Street, downstairs.

An old man humming a scene from "Water Flooding Jinshan Mountain" came over with his hands behind his back. He suddenly felt uneasy.

"boom--!"

The high-rise windows of a building in front were suddenly pierced by lightning, and curled electric light came out and connected with the clouds in the sky, and some were directly connected to the nearby high-voltage power lines.

The wires were on fire.

There were bursts of crackling noises, and street lamps began to burst out.

The street lights on nearly half the block all exploded, making crackling sounds like fireworks ignited from the front.

His eyes widened: "What a fierce thunder method! Is the Thunder God descending to earth?"

He didn't dare to stop and rushed quickly towards the apartment where the explosion occurred. However, he stomped his feet when he saw the elevator downstairs that had stopped working due to a sudden electrical failure.

"There are more than ten floors. I'll lose half my life if I climb up there."

"It has nothing to do with me, forget it."

……

Five big roosters, each with 100/100 lightning power storage. Although not as powerful as the Lightning Thunder Fist that Tan Wenjie could use with 100 mana, the lightning was real.

Using his own Five Thunder Palm as an introduction, 100 mana is involved in 500 mana of thunder magic, with a minimum of 600 mana, and he teaches Chu Renmei everything he knows.

Although it is an inferior version of the Five Thunder Palm for summoning generals and sending officials, it is definitely not weaker than the lightning released by Shi Jian with all his strength.

The beautiful Chu woman disappeared.

Looking at the electrical appliances on fire in the room, Tan Wenjie stood up immediately.

"Shit, there's going to be a fire!"

If you use thunder carelessly, your loved ones will shed tears.

After Tan Wenjie put out the electrical fire, he looked at Xiao Ming and the other three.

They are at the age where they can’t control their urine.

"Change my clothes first."

The four men left in a hurry. Judging from their trembling appearance, they would probably be unable to control their urination and defecation for a short period of time.

But being incontinent is better than losing your life.

It's another day to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.

Tan Wenjie's eyes were on the bottle of "Auntie Mei's Soup" that he had specially collected. His resentment was already minimal, not much stronger than the ghost that had just died. Chu Renmei didn't have the ability to harm anyone again.

Beat him up first, beat him half to death, and then communicate.

"I can't live at home anymore."

Day 2, hotel.

Tan Wenjie was awakened by the phone ringing.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Ajie, it's me, Fengyoujing! I have a job for you."

"Don't go."

Tan Wenjie was about to hang up the phone when the voice on the other end said anxiously, "Don't hang up, wait! Do you remember the bizarre case of the pervert attacking women?"

"If the pervert doesn't attack women, will he attack men?"

He opened his eyes, but the wind oil disturbed his sleepiness.

There was a loud noise in the next room last night. Tan Wenjie hates people hitting women the most, but he also looks down on men who only beat them for three minutes. Even though the woman was just in the mood to cry, he still felt sorry for her.

"The police sent a female officer to lure the rapist on the street, but he went crazy and chopped off his legs and one hand. He also had his remaining arm chopped off with an axe by a plainclothes officer. What's even more bizarre is that his hands and feet were thrown to different places, and the plainclothes officer committed suicide by swallowing a gun."

"So, why are you calling me?"

He was still thinking about his second date with Aunt Mei, and everything else needed to line up.

"I heard from Coffee that you know magic."

"Let me chant sutras to help the sex demon transcend?"

"Are you coming with me to see the corpse? Do you know that the episode in which someone was frightened to death in the psychic game yesterday was a hit?" Feng Youjing said in an excited voice.

Newspapers sell so fast?

That's it...

Tan Wenjie glanced at the time and found that it was already afternoon. He had slept for a long time.

"when to go?"

"Tonight, I have given a red envelope to Atu, and I will open a back door for us to secretly photograph the body."

Atu, nicknamed "Profit-seeking", is a policeman.

"sharp."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Wenjie got up and went straight to Huangshan Village.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the dazzling sun still looks like the light in a refrigerator.

The location of the transmitter station was easy to find out. Tan Wenjie asked his journalist colleague and easily got the detailed address.

The construction site is in full swing.

A worker saw him coming and immediately came over to drive him away.

"Is there a pond nearby?" Tan Wenjie handed over a cigarette.

The man in the helmet immediately changed his expression, took the cigarette, nodded and said, "It's just in front." He thanked him.

Tan Wenjie walked in the direction the other party pointed. He heard the sound of water flowing downstream, and then he heard a burst of opera singing that was even more classic than "The Ghost Bride".

"My lover is in a good mood, and I answer when my heart is broken. The moon knows my grievances~"

Going upstream, a woman in a blue robe appeared in the pool, with her back to Tan Wenjie.

He stood on the shore and looked at the other person quietly, while the other person sang in a sad tone word by word.

Looking at the vicious female ghost that had troubled him for a long time, he suddenly remembered that he had seen someone on the Internet asking whether Sun Wukong could defeat Chu Renmei.

I guess Tang Monk can directly save the souls by just reciting a few sutras.

Tan Wenjie said, "Auntie Mei, can you chat?"

Not the same time, not the same place, but the same proposal.

The singing suddenly stopped, and the female ghost in blue slowly turned around. Unlike the last time when her black hair covered her face, this time Chu Renmei showed a grimace.

His eyes were white and he was vomiting black blood.

Tan Wenjie asked sincerely: "Besides being struck by lightning and being scared to death, do you have any other suggestions to dispel the resentment in your heart?"

Very sincerely, if Chu Renmei has no other suggestions, then he will follow the process of soul-splitting.

Chu Renmei stood in the water and looked at him quietly.

Probably just look at it, then nod slightly.

This is the advantage of having a big fist. Even evil spirits are willing to listen to you.

[You are cursed by Chu Renmei and get the "Resentment Mark"]

[Resentment Mark: You are entangled by Chu Renmei, and are more likely to be hurt, and the damage you receive is increased by 10%. You are more likely to fall into fear, and the negative mental influence effect is increased by 10%]

Tan Wenjie put on the copper coin mask almost subconsciously.

[Copper Coin Mask +10: Suppresses evil spirits, resistance to negative effects +15%, characteristic: calm and peaceful]

[Keep calm: It is easier to keep your mind focused and not be affected by evil thoughts]

The negative effects are directly suppressed.

"Uu ...

"What did you say?" Tan Wenjie reacted and took off the copper coin mask.

Only then could I hear Aunt Mei's voice clearly.

“Huangshan Village.”

……

On the road outside Huangshan Village, Tan Wenjie stopped his motorcycle, took off his helmet, and looked across the road at the dilapidated and abandoned village in the distance. The village was eerie and ghostly shadows could be seen wandering around.

Perhaps during these decades, the ghosts have been unable to leave Huangshan Village because of Chu Renmei's resentment.

Just as Tan Wenjie was about to walk into the village, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Don't go there!"

He turned around and looked back, and saw an old man in a vest.

"Haunted?" asked Tan Wenjie.

The other party was obviously taken aback.

"you know?"

"I'm here to catch ghosts."

After saying this, he strode into the land of Huangshan Village.

The old man in the vest watched his figure walk into Huangshan Village. He was in a trance, as if he saw a female ghost in a blue robe, with her face pressed against his back, following him closely.

Blink again and the ghost disappears.

He fell to the ground with a thud: "Chu...Chu is beautiful!"

……

My feet landed on the soft ground covered with weeds, and the air around me suddenly dropped several degrees.

The ghosts smelled the presence of a living person and staggered towards Tan Wenjie, but when they were about to get close, they saw the machete that Tan Wenjie had pulled out, and turned around and left unsteadily.

Damn, we can’t afford to offend you, brothers, run away now.

"They are all innocent victims. Bu Wantian and the others should have been torn to pieces by Chu Renmei a long time ago."

Tan Wenjie strode through Huangshan Village. The broken bricks and tiles were unrepaired, and the crooked earth walls blocked his way. He turned several corners before arriving at the ancestral hall of Huangshan Village.

"The Spiritual Tablet of the Beautiful People of the Bu Family"

Next to it is a smaller memorial tablet with the words "Qian'er's Memorial Tablet" written on it.

"Chu Renmei was beaten to death for adultery. Who set up the tablet? Li Qiang?"

Thinking about it carefully, it should be only Chu Renmei's nephew Li Qiang who persuaded Chu Renmei, who committed the sin of murder, and sealed him up for decades, but later he broke the oath because of his old age.

He once made an agreement with Chu Renmei that as long as he kept Chu Renmei's secret, Chu Renmei would unconditionally agree to one thing for him.

Perhaps it was because too many years had passed and he had become confused, but after revealing all the secrets, Li Qiang was forced to take a nucleic acid test with a steel pipe and was nailed to the ground.

Tan Wenjie turned his head suddenly and found a female ghost sticking her head out and looking at him timidly. When he glanced over, the female ghost immediately shrank her head and hid.

He looked back at the figure clinging to his back and met the pair of white ghost eyes.

"Aunt Mei, is this your friend?"

　I am so weak, I will treat it as a leave.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)