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Seeing Tan Wenjie turn and walk towards the bedroom, Tina said, "This place was recommended to me by an acquaintance, so it should be fine, right?"

When it came time to confirm, her face showed a conflict that even she could hardly discern.

I have the answer, but I can't believe it.

Tan Wenjie opened the bedroom cabinet door, smashed the wall panel with his fist, revealing a hole inside.

Inside is an urn containing ashes.

Tina was silent for a while, then asked, "Is it because I moved in without the original landlord's permission that they want to kill me?"

“No.” Tan Wenjie lifted the urn with one hand. “Whether you live here or not, they want to harm people. You’re just unlucky.”

"I've heard that even ghosts say that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor."

“That’s what you’ve heard from others. In reality, ghosts can harm whomever they want.” Tan Wenjie turned to look at her. “How can you use human morality and conscience to restrain ghosts?”

Tina: "..."

"I have an appointment, I have to go now." Tan Wenjie said as he turned to leave, "Don't forget to transfer money to the account."

"I...you...you're just leaving like this?"

"I have a wife."

"That's not what I meant," Tina waved her hand. "What should I do? Is it still safe to stay here?"

"Of course you can, but I suggest you move out. It's not just your room that's acting strangely here."

There are too many demons and monsters, mentally unstable elderly people, cults, etc., making it comparable to a den of demons.

When Tan Wenjie left Tina's house, he released a little of his magic, like a human light bulb, and the entire public housing estate welcomed its quietest night since its construction.

The moon is perfectly round outside.

When Tan Wenjie looked up, he noticed something falling from the moon. Upon closer inspection, the object seemed to be rapidly enlarging, accompanied by screams of "Ahhh!"

"Help!" The other person rushed straight towards Tan Wenjie.

Seeing this, Tan Wenjie had no choice but to raise his hands as if to catch the person, but he took two steps back.

"Oh!"

Looking at the human-shaped crater on the ground, Tan Wenjie couldn't help but sigh, "So Tom and Jerry weren't lying to me; they really can slam it into a human shape."

"Ouch." A hand reached out from the pit, grabbing the edge and trying to climb out.

This is a beautiful woman, so beautiful that she looks somewhat familiar.

He felt that any beautiful woman looked familiar, so she was not a reliable reference.

When I glanced at the other person's information again, the result was as expected.

The other party was outside Tan Wenjie's jurisdiction, and there was no information about the other party in the Book of Life and Death.

In other worlds, one might guess that the other party is a Taoist master or a peerless demon king, but in this world, there is only one possibility: a zombie.

"Why didn't you catch me?" She got up and dusted herself off.

"What's your name, Miss who fell face down?"

"Chang'e".

"..."

"what happened?"

"Indeed, seeing it in person is not as good as hearing about it."

"..." This time, it was Chang'e's turn to be speechless.

“It seems you’ve landed in the wrong place.” Tan Wenjie pointed to the moon overhead, then to the surrounding houses. “None of them have chimneys.”

Chang'e said, rather speechless, "You're talking about Santa Claus!"

Before Tan Wenjie could speak, Chang'e raised her hand and said, "Wait, I know you, Tan Wenjie! I've been watching you from the moon. Hey, do you have anything to eat?"

"Begging for food and still so rude? Well, just you wait!"

Tan Wenjie simply threw out a special prop that no longer existed in this time and space.

Blood Angel.

With the world line being restarted, the Blood Angel's invention no longer exists, but the formula is perfectly stored in Tan Wenjie's hands.

"Huh~, what's this?"

She was still a little disgusted.

Hawthorn juice.

Upon hearing this, Chang'e, with some skepticism, uncorked the bottle and took a sip. Then her eyes lit up, and she gulped it all down, even licking the cork with a hint of lingering satisfaction.

"It really tastes sweet and sour!" Chang'e exclaimed happily. "And I feel quite full after drinking it."

That thing clearly smelled of blood.

Tan Wenjie had just turned around and taken a few steps when he saw Chang'e quicken her pace and walk alongside him.

"I can't fly back anymore," Chang'e said matter-of-factly. "What if I go hungry again next time? So I'll follow you for now."

Do you know who I'm going to find?

"Ma Xiaoling".

"You really have been watching us from the moon all along."

"Yes, but you really have been gone for several years. I can't see you from the moon."

"I was on the other side of the earth at that time, so of course you couldn't see me."

The two chatted as they returned to the waiting bar.

Kuang Tianya was very hospitable to customers. When she saw Tan Wenjie, she jogged over, stood on tiptoe, and leaned forward to ask, "When are you going to take me to meet my father?"

"Why don't you just go find Ma Xiaoling?"

"I don't want to see her."

Tan Wenjie casually pulled out a business card and handed it to Kuang Tianya: "Call her, she can help you make arrangements."

Kuang Tianya took the business card and muttered the name on it in confusion: "Hei Yu? I'll go right now!"

Kuang Tianya ran off happily, brushing past Ma Xiaoling.

Instead of being angry about being absent from work, Ma Xiaoling asked with a puzzled look, "What did you say to Tianya?"

"She wants to find her father."

"Kuang Guohua?"

Ma Xiaoling has recently heard many of Kuang Tianya's predictions about the future, such as that the human world will be destroyed in 2024, and that Kuang Tianya is her and Kuang Tianyou's child, etc.

Completely unbelievable, Ma Xiaoling treated it as a joke and reaffirmed that the other person might not be very bright.

"Who is this?"

"Chang'e, she just fell from the sky."

"...?"

Having met many historical figures and frequently traveled through time, Ma Xiaoling remained relatively calm, at most wanting to complain that the Chang'e in front of her was completely different from her ethereal and fairy-like image.

"Hello, I am Chang'e." Chang'e introduced herself, "After eating the elixir of immortality, I became immortal, but I couldn't control myself and flew to the moon, where I spent a very long time alone until tonight when I uncontrollably fell down."

Ma Xiaoling nodded: "Waitingbar still has vacant rooms, you can stay here temporarily... By the way, do you know how to use modern appliances?"

"Of course I will. I'm just an ancient person, not a fool," Chang'e replied.

"..."

You shouldn't have asked.
Ma Xiaoling turned to leave, but then winked at Tan Wenjie.

Ma: What happened?

Tan blinked and replied: It really fell from the sky.

Ma Xiaoling: Is there no problem?
Tan Wenjie: She is a zombie.

Ma Xiaoling: Such important intelligence... never mind, what are you going to do about it?
Tan Wenjie: She's simple-minded; you can extract information from her.

Having seen far too many zombies already, one more named Chang'e wasn't surprising. A curious face squeezed into their line of sight.

Chang'e asked, "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

"No, it's very comfortable!" x2
Chang'e suddenly realized: "I understand, it's a wink whisper, right? You two are so in sync!"

"No." "Actually, we have quite a good understanding."

Chang'e: "..."

"By the way, I've heard your story. Did you really get the elixir from Hou Yi?" Ma Xiaoling asked with a stiff smile.

Tan Wenjie, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but raise his hand and slap his forehead.

"Snapped."

This wasn't just empty talk; it was a direct, open inquiry.

Fortunately, Chang'e didn't notice anything amiss and instead told everyone what had happened to her.

"Hou Yi and I were in love. He didn't want me to die and wanted to stay with me forever, so he asked the Holy Mother of Yaochi for an elixir. But we never expected that the elixir would make me leave the ground and fly to the moon."

"Wouldn't Hou Yi go to the moon to see you?"

"No."

The image of a pitiful person trapped on the moon waiting because of love quickly took shape in Ma Xiaoling's mind.

"I still want to go see him," Chang'e said.

Ma Xiaoling asked uncertainly, "Could it be that Hou Yi is still alive today?"

"Yes, he has always existed in the human world and influenced human history. He is Hou Yi, and also Genghis Khan."

Chang'e, who acts as a human-shaped camera on the moon, would stare at Earth when she was bored, and that's how she saw many interesting things.

“We can help,” Ma Xiaoling said, winking at Tan Wenjie.

The main emphasis is on "we".

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "I have a stiff neck. I'm usually very busy."

The Hou Yi that Chang'e planned to meet had another identity: the human king Fuxi.

He is the template for Nuwa creating humans, the ultimate master of disguises, a top-notch workaholic, and possesses countless identities as a historical hero.

Although Tan Wenjie longs to engage with destiny, he has no intention of getting involved in the war between Pangu and destiny, or at least not acting as a pawn.

According to the basic rules of comics and novels, the characters who appear first have a very high probability of being forced to leave the story.

Whoever plays their card first dies the fastest.

Ma Xiaoling blinked: You're the one who brought this person back.

Tan Wenjie: Then I might as well just humanely euthanize her.

Ma Xiaoling: I'll leave it to you. I still have work to do at SDU.

Her blink was powerful and left no room for refusal.

"Okay." Tan Wenjie nodded helplessly.

This only made Chang'e more and more confused, and she couldn't help but doubt herself. Had she really been on the moon for too long and failed to see the development of the human world? Had humans already been able to communicate by blinking without opening their mouths?
When dawn broke, Tan Wenjie and Chang'e went to find Wang Fuxi. Chang'e, who was always acting as a human camera in the sky, had already figured out where he worked.

The human king Fuxi now lives in seclusion as a teacher at a school.

This face is also very convincing; there is only one Hao Nan in Causeway Bay, and that is the Situ Hao Nan in front of us.

When the two arrived, the other party seemed to have noticed their arrival as well.

"Chang'e?" King Fuxi looked at the familiar face.

"Let me see you."

"That incident back then..."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Chang'e shook her head, then turned to look at Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Please explain clearly.

At this moment, you don't need to look at yourself. Why do you have this feeling of having stolen someone else's partner? He rarely does this kind of thing.

King Fuxi looked at Tan Wenjie and said, "Thank you for taking care of Chang'e."

"You're getting married, right?"

"Yes, I have a fiancée."

Chang'e smiled and nodded: "Bless you."

"and many more!"

The emotional entanglement between King Fuxi and Chang'e, two ancient monsters whose combined age is unknown, actually engaging in pure love.

Tan Wenjie calmly sat down, enjoying the scene.

Several minutes later, Chang'e came to his side and said, "Let's go, we should go back."

Neither the arrival of Chang'e, nor the appearance of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, nor the successive appearances of King Fuxi had any impact on the course of events.

It was night as usual, and Tan Wenjie declined Chang'e's invitation for a midnight snack, sitting on the bed with his head turned up in the air.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, lengthening his shadow.

The shadow gradually materialized, transforming into another Tan Wenjie, none other than the Demon Lord Tan Wenjie. He "captured" himself in a parallel universe in another world, and it was a special version generated by the system's cheat code.

The opponent has integrated many powers, such as guardian beasts, which can enhance combat power. However, the most important power at present is the curse obtained from Alice.

Especially the Shadow Realm that it undertakes.

It was still a chaotic mess, so fragile that it seemed the slightest movement would cause it to burst. Tan Wenjie plucked a strand of his hair and gently placed it into this fragile, chaotic secret realm.

Safe and sound.

"call."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It's like adding one more drop of water to a full glass; the surface tension of the water absorbs everything, but no one can be sure whether that drop will disrupt the balance.

The water spilling out of the cup is nothing, but if the secret realm is shattered, it could mean complete collapse and disappearance.

"If we could obtain the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man..."

Tan Wenjie's thoughts couldn't help but wander: the Heavenly Book that controls the future, the Earthly Book that can control all things in the world beyond humanity, and the most incredible Human Book. If he obtained these three books, he could become the only true god in this world, indestructible, and immortal even if calamities struck.

He quickly came to his senses. Putting aside whether he could actually get his hands on it, given the current situation, it wouldn't be easy for him to gain any advantage by confronting the enemy head-on.

Although King Fuxi's strength was completely sealed and he seemed to intend to live as an ordinary person, Tan Wenjie discovered after a brief encounter that he might be evenly matched with him.

The Holy Mother of Yaochi is hailed as the most perfect and powerful goddess, and she also controls the Book of Earth, making her a troublesome figure.

"Continue to practice."

Unfortunately, you can't directly spend experience or money to create a secret realm, otherwise he could definitely quickly create a perfect secret realm that belongs to him.

Just then, a scream outside caught his attention.

When he rushed out of the room, he saw Kuang Tianya baring his fangs and roaring at Chang'e, who was also baring her teeth in response.

"Wait, what's wrong with you guys?" Tan Wenjie asked.

Kuang Tianya, who had somehow found his father and returned, pointed at Chang'e and said, "She bit my mother."

Chang'e said blankly, "I think I couldn't control myself at that time, I..."

"Ma Xiaoling was bitten?"

boom!
A powerful aura suddenly appeared, and Tan Wenjie subconsciously turned his head to look, first seeing a pair of purple eyes.

The strongest zombie in history, Ma Xiaoling, has arrived.

Tan Wenjie felt a chill run down his spine.

No, who said they didn't have any help? This helper is far too strong. (End of Chapter)