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Chapter 459 So wealthy
Mr. Tan observed the stars at night and determined that there was a flash flood and saved the people of an entire village. With the active praise from a group of people led by the relocated village chief, the news quickly spread throughout the hundreds of miles around Tanjia Town.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the money they received after arriving at Tanjia Town...at least not very much. They all felt that their lives had been saved and it was a great favor.

However, there are people who don't believe it, such as Zhang Susu from Zixia Temple.

The little girl was sitting on the armchair, shaking her head. In the distance, Wangcai, Afang, Axing and others were doing horse stance. This group of geniuses were either making mistakes or on the way to making mistakes. Fortunately, Zhang Susu, as a descendant of the Zhang family, was strong enough to hold on.

"I raised a carp. Later, when the carp grew up, it wanted to turn into a dragon." Tan Wenjie did not hide the fact that he is now the man with the biggest fist in the world and the true leader of the righteous path.

"Has it turned into a dragon?"

"No, the air is too heavy to fly."

Let’s try to find a world where there really is a carp jumping over the dragon gate someday.

This time he came to Zhang Susu to ask about the arrow-making process. He had the [Taiyi Divine Bow +3] in his hand. He had previously thought of wasting mana to speed up the cultivation of the Seven-Star Magic Beads. Making disposable arrows with sufficient power was the best option.

If someone chooses to make the Five Thunder Arrows, it would be better, using nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Five Thunder Talismans to make it... He was afraid that he would not live that long.

The arrows are simple to make. They are offered in front of the incense table for 49 days before being consecrated and then talismans and spells are drawn on them.

"Do you still need this kind of arrow?" Zhang Susu couldn't help asking.

It's not that she was saying the opposite of what she meant, but she had a certain understanding of Tan Wenjie's strength. Although she didn't go to the Magic Mountain often, there were people flying in the sky over that mountain every now and then, and anyone who was not blind could see it.

Besides, it was no secret to her that Liao Zhen, who was born as an Arhat some time ago, and the wife that Tan Wenjie was going to marry was the Seven-Star Witch.

"Do you have an arrow? Let me show you."

"Have."

Zhang Susu took out a Taiyi magic arrow. The arrow itself could be considered a consecrated magic weapon. If an ordinary person held it in his hand and walked on the road at night, ordinary demons and ghosts would not dare to provoke him.

Grabbing the arrow with his right hand, Tan Wenjie opened his mouth and his teeth knocked against each other lightly.

"Crack!"

As if flints struck each other, a cluster of sparks flew out of his mouth, followed by bursts of muffled thunder from Tan Wenjie's abdomen, and then a distorted lightning pattern appeared in his mouth.

Not only did he have talents like being tough-talking, but now he also had the talent of "ten people", which improved his cultivation talent while also giving him an extra talent of holding spiritual energy in his mouth.

In some ways, he is just like Lin Xiaoting, who can send monsters running around just by spitting.

Lightning patterns were quickly carved onto the arrow, and the arrowhead was covered in a layer of black light.

As for the power... let's not talk about the blessing after the Taiyi Divine Bow is charged and shot, just say that this arrow naturally carries 100 points of mana, and even the Zombie King will have to shrink his neck when he comes.

No other tricks, just pure numbers.

High attributes mean real strength, otherwise why would Tan Wenjie equip himself with such a weird set of equipment when fighting, with a merit wheel behind his head, armor on his upper body, lion dance pants on his lower body, a dragon and tiger skirt around his waist, and his left foot bare while his right foot wore cloth shoes.

In the game cutscenes, someone would have to ask him to dress like a human being.

But with this combination, the numbers are beautiful.

Zhang Susu took the arrow and looked at it carefully. She was about to say something, but she saw thunder and lightning coming out of Tan Wenjie's mouth, and another arrow was produced.

"Thank you."

Tan Wenjie felt that the magic power in his body was empty and he had a strange feeling of emptiness, but when he looked at the magic power accumulated by the Seven Star Magic Beads, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

There is a feeling that mana is not wasted and can be recycled.

"Wait, you're leaving now?"

"Make more arrows." Tan Wenjie grabbed the lightning-patterned arrow and said, "I'll have someone rebuild the statue for the ancestor later."

They didn't know each other well before, but now he is the son-in-law of the Zhang family... Although he is just one of them among many worlds, and may not have a good background or a good family background, he is still considered a family member.

……

Dozens of miles away from Tanjia Town, Ao Tianlong was on his way carrying large and small bags.

He had just killed the evil demon, and not only did he not feel excited, he even felt bored. To put it in a general way, it could be said: I haven't even put in any effort yet, and you fell down.

After he took out the weapons that Tan Wenjie had stuffed in his pocket, he waved the peach wood sword, swung the gold money sword, shook the Bagua mirror, and then it was over.

"Let's go to Renjia Town first."

He had finally made the long journey, definitely not to show off in front of Fellow Daoist Lin, but simply to do it on the way.

Ao Tianlong was quite satisfied after quietly changing his route into a circle.

The father-in-law cannot live in his son-in-law's house all day long. He is very happy exorcising demons and monsters outside.

The only thing that is difficult to adapt to is probably the absence of my little follower.

It was getting dark.

He walked into an inn and frowned slightly when he saw the soldiers standing in the inn lobby.

Just as he was about to go upstairs after checking into a room, Ao Tianlong looked at the people appearing from the stairs.

The person in front was combing his hair with hair oil. His head was shiny and smelled very bad.

A young man followed behind.

The two men had a stench of corpse on them.

The greasy-haired man and Ao Tianlong looked at each other and nodded to each other.

It is not surprising that people of the same kind have a corpse smell on their bodies.

After passing by the other person, Ao Tianlong went upstairs.

"Master, why did that uncle keep staring at us?"

"We are colleagues."

"Could it be the uncle master from Maoshan?"

"I learned the Maoshan technique. Who said I was from Maoshan?"

It’s okay to brag to ordinary people, but you should be cautious when you meet colleagues with real abilities, so as not to offend the “real Buddha” and get slapped in the face.

"Is it different?"

While the two were chatting, Ao Tianlong went upstairs to rest.

He is not short of money, nor does he need money from Tan Wenjie for his retirement. He occasionally goes out to catch ghosts and help people with feng shui. His ability to make money has surpassed most people of this era, and everyone is rushing to give him money.

A capable person will never starve to death.

Soundly sleeping.

A gunshot woke him up. Ao Tianlong suddenly opened his eyes, quickly sat up and put on his clothes, grabbed the magic weapon on the bedside and rushed out the door.

When he rushed downstairs, he saw a zombie roaring and grabbing people everywhere.

And its enemy is an army.

There were gunshots, and bullets continuously hit the zombie's chest, causing the zombie to stagger.

Faced with the invulnerable monster, the soldiers were terrified and kept retreating.

The colleague that Ao Tianlong had met before was among them. He tried to catch the zombies several times but was frightened back by the ferocious appearance of the zombies.

Ao Tianlong jumped out by stepping on the stairs, and the thunder-patterned peach wood sword in his hand struck the zombie's forehead with a "crack" sound of lightning.

The zombie that was not afraid of bullets was chopped away by a sword, and its face was charred.

The body fell straight down, then stood up again.

"Ow!"

The zombie roared and continued to pounce on the greasy-haired Taoist priest.

Ao Tianlong's expression changed slightly: "Someone is cursing behind my back?"

The corpse was specially refined with exquisite techniques. This zombie might have a special birthday and was an evil person when he was alive. After he died, he became a very ferocious zombie.

The most important thing is that the zombies only chased the greasy-haired Taoist priest, and just slapped away the others who were delivered to their mouths, instead of pounced on them to drink their blood.

eccentric!
The corpse claw stabbed towards Ao Tianlong who was blocking the way, but was blocked by a mirror flashing with lightning before it touched his neck.

"Bang!" The zombie flew backwards again.

"Hiss——" the greasy-haired Taoist priest took a deep breath.

This is the first time I’ve seen someone so wealthy catching zombies.

There are always magical weapons that can release thunder magic, but the greasy-haired Taoist priest has been working for his entire life and still doesn't have one.

Looking at the cloth bag that Ao Tianlong threw on the ground, seven or eight magical weapons fell out of it, all flashing with lightning.

Gulp, swallow your saliva.

If he was given one, he wouldn't be so restricted as he is today.

Just as he was shocked and envious, Ao Tianlong grabbed the zombie's wrists with both hands and pulled them down, pushing the other's stiff upper body down while raising his legs high and pressing his heels against the zombie's chin.

Then clamp the zombie's hands under its left armpit to restrict its movement.

Ao Tianlong raised his free right hand, pinched the tip of his finger lightly with his long fingernails, and blood oozes out of the tip of his finger, then he gently tapped the zombie’s brow.

Unexpectedly, the zombies became even crazier after smelling the blood.

The strength under his armpits suddenly increased, and Ao Tianlong was thrown back by the zombie. He stomped on the floor four or five times before he stopped.

When the zombie pounced again, the peach wood sword in Ao Tianlong's hand emitted a huge flash of lightning, which pierced the zombie's head like a candied haws.

He kicked the zombie in the chest, pulled out a yellow talisman and shook it lightly, and the Samadhi True Fire was ignited, and then the flames automatically pounced on the zombie.

The zombie that was as invincible and indestructible as a chariot just now fell to the ground and turned into a man of fire.

The greasy-haired Taoist priest felt sad. Was the peach wood sword just gone like that?
Ao Tianlong covered his mouth and nose and retreated to the side of the oily-haired Taoist priest: "Who did you offend? This man wants you dead."

"It could be my junior fellow apprentice." The greasy-haired Taoist priest almost blurted out.

"Your junior brother wants you dead?" Ao Tianlong couldn't understand.

Although he and Dagui have different personalities, they will never be vague about important matters involving their respective safety.

The apprentice at the side immediately said: "It must be the uncle, because the master took his business."

Ao Tianlong was becoming more and more confused, but he could also see that this senior brother in front of him who was learning Maoshan magic was not a good person either.

After clasping his fists, Ao Tianlong was about to go back to his room to rest, but was stopped.

"Master, our commander wants to see you."

"Commander?"

Looking at the guns, Ao Tianlong nodded reluctantly.

The bullets of these soldiers could not penetrate the zombies, but they could penetrate his small body.

Following the soldiers, he saw the Marshal, a drunk fat man, who was going crazy: "My Qianwen is gone, Qianwen's grave, damn tomb robbers!"

The adjutant came over and gently pushed the Marshal's shoulder: "Marshal, the master just now is invited over."

"Ok?"

The Marshal shook his head and tried hard to open his drunken eyes to look at Ao Tianlong.

"Help me find my ninth concubine, or I'll kill you!"

Ao Tianlong looked at his adjutant.

He is indeed afraid of guns and cannot withstand bullets, but it is difficult to make him afraid.

Moreover, he was confident that in such a narrow space, he could easily subdue the Marshal and prevent him from firing a gun.

The adjutant immediately explained, "Our Marshal's favorite tomb was that of his ninth concubine. It was discovered some time ago that it had been robbed and the body was missing."

He watched the entire process of Ao Tianlong killing zombies from outside, explaining in a gentle voice, not daring to provoke a real master.

"Looking for a corpse?"

Ao Tianlong nodded slightly. He hated grave robbers and grave robbers very much.

"Sure. Do you have her date of birth and her clothes?"

"Yes, yes!"

The things were prepared quickly, so they must be used frequently.

Ao Tianlong set up an altar to look for people, and finally took out a compass to point out the direction. The adjutant immediately sent people to follow him in front, and the main force would arrive later.

As for the greasy-haired Taoist priest, after the gun was pointed at his head, he immediately said that he could help.

He couldn't bear to see lovers parting, so he volunteered to help without any thought of being threatened. He would get angry with anyone who didn't let him help.

As he walked, Ao Tianlong noticed something was wrong.

How did you get back to Tanjia Town?

(End of this chapter)