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Chapter 272 What on earth are you? !

Tan Wenjie did not run away, he just cleverly dodged the thugs by using the technique of burrowing underground, creating a feeling for the people inside that the fight outside was very intense, and then waited for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Putting a curse on yourself means going against yourself, which is an evil way. Since you are dealing with an evil way, there is no need to talk about the code of conduct.

Don't attack head-on if you can attack by surprise.

However, when Tan Wenjie arrived at the backyard, he found that someone was already waiting for him there.

The swimming pool in the yard became a boundary between Chu and Han, separating him and the other party.

The other party had already set up the altar on the second floor in advance.

His upper body is naked, revealing his strong muscles. On the altar are strange urns, basins, and several large bowls.

It happened that the other party was in the upwind direction, and the wind brought with it a strong stench and fishy smell.

He smiled and looked at Tan Wenjie: "You're here!"

His expression was full of confidence, as if he had already won.

"It seems like you are the one doing something behind my back." Tan Wenjie flipped his hand and a suitcase appeared in his hand.

He turned his head left and right and finally found a wine table nearby.

Tan Wenjie walked over and waved his hand to clean the table, then opened the suitcase and took out the magic tools one by one.

"From Thailand?" Tan Wenjie asked casually while taking the magic weapon.

He is mainly poisonous to the five poisons, and also knows all kinds of weird curses. It seems he is a sorcerer.

Tan Wenjie hasn't fought anyone in a long time. If possible, he would like to shoot the opponent in the head, but...

With a pair of yin-yang eyes, he scanned the area and noticed the formation that the sorcerer had set up around the altar.

Since he dares to fight, he must not be afraid of Tan Wenjie dismantling his altar.

Set up the altar, and the gods will protect it, so it will take some effort to lift the table.

In the blink of an eye, the wine table was filled with Tan Wenjie's weapons and magic tools.

Taiyi divine bow, machete, chainsaw, black tiger banner, lucky gold coin, lily, soul-killing nail...

The sorcerer opposite looked at the things that Tan Wenjie took out and found that there were only a few magical instruments that looked familiar to him. Almost all of them were unfamiliar to him, and some of them could not even be called magical instruments.

What is that pot of flowers used for? Who uses a chainsaw in a fight? Why is there no arrow for the bow?

Too many flaws.

Tan Wenjie's preparations are not over yet.

Two figures appeared beside him.

The Chu people are beautiful, and the cats are fierce.

Seeing Chu Renmei, the sorcerer's expression became serious: "It is you!"

He was glad that he had made adequate preparations, otherwise the strength displayed by Tan Wenjie and his two helpers would be too difficult to deal with, and he would be injured in the end even if he won.

It’s different now, he is well prepared!

If you dare to start a battle, you have confidence.

"I think you should have heard of it." The sorcerer looked down at Tan Wenjie, "In a duel, the one with the higher altar wins!"

Tan Wenjie was on the ground and the sorcerer was on the second floor.

When the two sides started fighting, the sorcerer would definitely defeat Tan Wenjie.

"Then you should have heard of another saying that 'one force can defeat ten skills?'" Tan Wenjie calmly took out a pack of cigarettes, took out three cigarettes, and rubbed his fingers together to light the cigarettes.

The cigarette stood upright on the table.

He didn't have enough props to perform rituals, but he could make do with what he had.

It is better to light a stick for the gods than to ask them to eat incense.

Just make the point.

Sometimes when he summoned the gods he didn't even open the altar, he just relied on his face and goodwill to get them done.

He feels confident when being favored, otherwise what’s the point of having the favor of the gods? That’s how connections are used.

Tan Wenjie grabbed the Black Tiger Banner and said, "It's okay to let you take advantage of me."

The command flag in his hand was turning, fanning the wind and making a whistling sound.

"Humph! I want to see your true abilities."

The sorcerer raised his hand and shot a beam of light at Tan Wenjie. It was the first round of a spell competition, but this was not a turn-based game. The purpose of taking action first was to put the enemy in a state of confusion and to gain a favorable opportunity for oneself.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and pushed forward. A huge tree appeared out of thin air and smashed towards the altar.

Sorcery master: ???

Eyes widened.

Are you fighting a battle?!
The light collided with the huge tree, making a loud "boom" sound.

The sky was filled with sawdust, blocking the view.

The sorcerer reacted quickly. He reached out and grabbed a handful of the jar. Poisonous insects squirmed and bared their fangs and claws between his fingers.

He muttered something and threw it in the general direction of Tan Wenjie.

After the poisonous insects escaped from the altar, they transformed into a foul-smelling black wind, howling towards Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie pointed his right hand forward, and the Samadhi True Fire surged out, transforming into a fire dragon and crashing into the smelly black wind.

After the collision, billowing black smoke burned and formed a "dark cloud" above the swimming pool, no higher than three stories. It was like a quilt with limited coverage, pressing firmly on the top of their heads and blocking their vision.

There was a crackling sound, and a burning smell wafted in the wind, and burnt poisonous insects fell from the black smoke.

"What a powerful magic power!" The sorcerer was shocked.

Tan Wenjie's fire control ability just happened to restrain his poisonous insects, and it seemed so easy and casual.

The sorcerer was about to make another move when a whooshing sound was heard in the air.

Another huge tree is flying!
The "dark cloud" was split in two by the giant tree, and the sunlight fell on the already pitch-black swimming pool, with a layer of poisonous insects floating on it.

The sorcerer immediately slapped his hand back, forcibly changing the direction of the huge tree, and then dodged in the opposite direction.

Not knocked away.

Just my heart was pounding.

The fight was very different from what he had imagined.

They couldn't just keep resisting passively. The sorcerer realized that his magical skills were no match for Tan Wenjie's. The thunder magic that Tan Wenjie had demonstrated before had not appeared yet.

It had to be quick. The sorcerer caught sight of Tan Wenjie holding the black flag and muttering something. He stomped his right foot on the ground and reacted very quickly, grabbing the nails on the table.

When he pointed his finger at the nail, it immediately emitted a dark and evil mist.

He spread out his palm again, and the nail whizzed straight towards Tan Wenjie's forehead, with a speed comparable to that of a bullet.

When the sorcerer was taking action, he had been paying attention to Chu Renmei and the evil cat. He was relieved when he saw that they didn't take action. If they were hit by his soul-killing nail, no god could save them!
Tan Wenjie suddenly grabbed a gold coin on the table, shook his wrist, and the gold coin flew out and hit the nail.

As the coin left his hand, it emitted a flash of lightning.

Boom—Crack!
The gold coins completely turned into lightning and collided with the soul-destroying nails.

"Lefa?"

I have dealt with sorcerers and Taoist priests who know thunder magic, but I have never seen anyone use thunder magic like this.

The Soul-Destroying Nail, which he had high hopes for, failed to work. The sorcerer knew that something was wrong and that Tan Wenjie's counterattack was bound to come. He should not rush to attack but should quickly find a way to block it.

He grabbed the poisonous insect and stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up the water jar and poured it on his face.

The jar was filled with blood, which soaked the sorcerer's body.

"boom--!"

Another huge tree flew over.

The sorcerer's eyes flashed, and he found that Tan Wenjie was squatting on a huge tree like a cat and flying towards him, holding a machete in one hand and a command flag in the other, and leaning forward with his back hunched.

"Cat demon?"

He could see clearly that Tan Wenjie was now being leaned over by the powerful cat demon.

What kind of routine is this!
He patted the huge tree with both hands to change its direction.

His body actually held up without shaking, and he forcibly resisted the collision with the huge tree. With his other hand, he quickly put his sword finger against his forehead and activated the spell.

He chewed the poisonous insect quickly with his teeth, and stared at Tan Wenjie who was floating in the air without falling with his red eyes.

Being able to fly, does it have anything to do with the newspaper hat that appeared on his head?

The opponent's tactics were endless, and the fight made him feel powerless.

The sorcerer cannot afford to think too much.

Boom-!
A black shadow flashed and appeared in front of his face.

The black tiger flag was planted on the altar.

The flag is flying.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar erupted from the command flag, and the protective formation of the sorcerer's altar was forcibly broken.

"puff--!"

The sorcerer spit out blood mist at Tan Wenjie who was right in front of him. The mist quickly approached Tan Wenjie's head like a thorn in the flesh, but now he used the "Super Human-Ghost Merger Technique" to contain the evil cat in his body, making him as agile as a cat.

And...he doesn't have to hide.

The palm thunder took the initiative to attack the blood mist, instantly smashing a big hole in it.

The blood mist attack was broken in an instant.

The sorcerer was about to fight back, but his eyes caught sight of Tan Wenjie making a throwing motion, and the machete slipped out of his hand and turned into a "hidden weapon" and attacked his neck.

The rolling evil spirit wrapped around the soul of the wicked person who was killed by the knife, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on his neck.

He quickly gave up the attack, squatted down and hid behind the altar, and stabbed the knife into the altar. With a loud bang, if the sorcerer hadn't used all kinds of spells before, the table would have been broken in half with this knife.

A light "dong dong" sound came from the altar.

The sorcerer thought something was not good, and slowly looked up, and saw Tan Wenjie squatting on the altar, looking down at him.

Open your third eye!

A dazzling light suddenly flashed on Tan Wenjie's forehead.

It was as if a speeding car in the dark night suddenly encountered someone turning on the high beam in the opposite direction, causing a dazzle in front of the eyes, unable to see anything clearly, and the sorcerer's head felt dizzy and swollen due to the exposure.

Then my neck felt tight and breathing became difficult.

Tan Wenjie grabbed his neck with one hand and slowly lifted him up.

"What the hell are you?!"

He couldn't understand ghosts, gods, and monsters.

Tan Wenjie casually picked up the machete on the table and placed it across the sorcerer's neck. He slashed it with the knife, then turned around and jumped down from the second floor.

Before leaving, Tan Wenjie did not forget to kick over the altar.

Land easily.

Turning around, I saw the sorcerer on the second floor with his eyes wide open, blood mist spurting from his neck, and his body leaning forward and falling down.

Before his body fell into the swimming pool, Tan Wenjie quickly grabbed the [Soul-Destroying Nail +3] on the table and nailed the body to the wall with one swing.

He had nothing useful to nail people with, except the Soul-Destroying Nail.

Who knows if all those poisonous insects in the swimming pool would have some strange reactions after coming into contact with the corpse.

Tan Wenjie opened his hands and flames came out from his fingertips.

Then he put his fingers together and guided the flames to wrap around the sorcerer's body.

There was no oil on the corpse, but after it came into contact with Tan Wenjie's flames, it burst into a terrifying flame and burned it into a huge fireball.

The body was burned to ashes.

Tan Wenjie halfheartedly recited a sutra about rebirth, intending to send the other party away with a considerate dragon, but he saw the soul of the sorcerer hung on the wall by a soul-destroying nail.

With a ferocious expression, he struggled madly but could not get free.

People with power will only become more vicious after death, but the sorcerer cannot be vicious. The soul-killing nail did not penetrate his forehead but still successfully nailed him to the wall.

"Oh?"

Save yourself the trouble.

"Wait!" The sorcerer's expression suddenly changed when he saw Tan Wenjie looking at him.

I'm already dead, but he still won't let me go.

He also didn't expect that his body would be cremated at the speed of light after his death, and that there would be such a weird thing as the Soul-Destroying Nail to leave his soul behind.

Then, a woman's hand hugged the sorcerer and his expression changed drastically.

Finished!

He actually forgot about that scary female ghost who was full of resentment.

After death, he became a ghost, and all the methods he used to exorcise ghosts when he was alive were useless. He could only watch the female ghost hug him tighter and tighter.

Tan Wenjie pulled out the soul-killing nail and watched Chu Renmei capture the sorcerer's soul. He remembered her ability to find ghosts. In this case, the sorcerer should have gone to "Huangshan Village".

First catch, then trap, and provide supporting services.

"Huangshan Village is a great place to retire."

However, if you stay in Huangshan Village for too long, you may become an idiot. Just look at the people in Huangshan Village before, they could only say "Aba Aba".

The gunshots outside had stopped. Tan Wenjie moved his ears slightly and caught the location of the casino owner, who was arrogantly interrogating Li Chi.

"Boss, I was wrong. Just treat me like a fart."

When Tan Wenjie arrived, the tied-up Li Chi was lowering his head and begging for mercy.

But after seeing Tan Wenjie appear, Li Chi's expression changed, and he immediately changed his face: "Hahaha! You are finished, my boss is back, it seems that your crappy sorcerer has lost hahaha, I'll give you one chance, let me go immediately and kowtow, otherwise I will..."

More than a dozen guns were raised and pointed at Tan Wenjie's head. One of them hesitated and pointed at Li Chi.

Li Chi, who was still arrogant in the last second, changed his expression again.

"Boss, I'm really not familiar with him."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

Flexible conversion, worthy of you.

"How did you get caught?" asked Tan Wenjie.

Li Chi, who was tied up and had a bruised face, smelled of urine.

"I was splashed with urine, so I can't use my martial arts." Li Chi said aggrievedly.

What kind of martial arts is that? Why can't you use it when you are splashed with urine? Tan Wenjie only knows that many magic spells will fail when they are contaminated by dirty things.

Now is not the time to dwell on this.

The casino owner looked at Tan Wenjie with a smile: "We meet again!"

He thought he had already won.

Knowing how to break the spell, and with more than a dozen guns pointed at Tan Wenjie's head, he must be shot into a sieve today.

"I can give you a chance to gamble with me." The casino owner said with a smile.

"Okay, we accept it!" Li Chi shouted immediately, "If you lose, let us go. If I lose, I will lick your toes and call you daddy."

"Li Chi, you..." Tan Wenjie didn't expect Li Chi to be such a flexible person.

Li Chi chuckled: "I'm used to losing, but if we win we'll be free haha."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

Casino owner: “…”

The thugs: “…”

The lowest person is invincible.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble." Tan Wenjie shook his head.

He didn't understand the point of taking a gamble when life and death were at stake, so he decided to just resort to violence.

Chu Renmei appeared next to Tan Wenjie.

"She, you..." The casino owner was horrified.

The others were confused and saw nothing.

Tan Wenjie suddenly realized: "Did you drink that cup of tea?"

Chu Renmei's curse does not require one to drink bath water. Water is just a medium. She can also actively curse others. However, if others actively come into contact with the water and are cursed, Chu Renmei will also accept them.

Under the horrified gaze of the casino owner, Chu Renmei performed a robotic dance.

Resentment penetrated into my chest and squeezed my heart.

Boom, boom, boom—my heart is beating wildly.

Boom... Boom...The heart gradually stopped beating.

Boom! That’s the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

The subordinates who were still on guard with guns in hand looked at their boss, who suddenly opened his mouth wide with a look of deathly fear on his face, and his expression also changed.

It really was a ghost.

One of the thugs tried to rush towards Tan Wenjie holding a basin of urine, but Tan Wenjie raised his hand and pointed, and the thug immediately flew backwards with urine all over his body.

The thugs looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what they should do now that their boss was dead.

All the thugs' eyes blurred and they saw Chu Renmei standing next to Tan Wenjie.

It really was a ghost.

Can we shoot and kill Tan Wenjie first? Someone has already done a shooting experiment, but the bullet failed to hit Tan Wenjie, and the thug fell to the ground with his mouth wide open and a look of horror on his face.

died!

"Let me go!" Li Chi reminded, "That's my boss!"

"Yes!" The thug obeyed.

Li Chi, who regained his freedom, was very proud of himself and completely ignored the pistol.

"I hate it most when someone points a gun at me!"

All the guns were thrown on the ground.

Li Chi smiled.

"I hate it most when someone is taller than me."

Thugs: Squat on the ground.

"I hate it when other people breathe."

The thugs: “You…”

"Don't worry about them." Tan Wenjie said, "Now that we're done, it's time to go back."