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Chapter 77: It's a pity not to use it to refine corpses

Tan Wenjie is inspecting the winery. He can't say that the business is booming, but the profits are maintained steadily.

Suddenly he heard someone reporting, and he paused: "Is the church reopened?"

His zombies are kept in the church in Sanshawei. He went to take a look yesterday and found that the zombies can gain some experience points every day. It is a perfect place to "hang up". How could he possibly give it to others?

Not to mention that there is no place to raise zombies, disaster will surely occur if the Three Evils occupy the position for a long time.

"It seems like some foreign monk from the Vatican is promoting some god in the town right now. He's also giving away gifts. There's a cross painted on an iron box, and he's giving away rice, flour, grain, and oil."

"There are still people rushing to do charity? Isn't it a waste of money that I spent?"

Just as Tan Wenjie was about to leave, he suddenly saw that the person who came to report the news looked familiar.

"You are……"

"I'm Fei Bao, Boss Tan."

"Now I remember, you look a lot like Zhu Dachang."

"We are cousins, so of course we look alike." Fei Bao rubbed his hands, "Thank you, Boss Tan, for giving me this job."

"You're welcome. Dachang, call me uncle. We are all family." Tan Wenjie put his arm around Feibao's shoulders. "Have you ever learned magic?"

"I learned a little bit from my second uncle before." Fei Bao knew that the person in front of him was a serious disciple of his second uncle.

The reason why I was able to find a good job running errands for Tan Wenjie was because of Zhu Dachang’s loyalty.

When Tan Wenjie heard that he was learning from his second uncle, he lost interest.

When he arrived at the church, he saw the townspeople gathering around it in a lively manner. It was more like they were looting than receiving things. He fully agreed with this. If they didn't take the things, they would lose them. These foreign devils would not give things away for free.

There were also a few missionaries shouting "God loves the world", and the scene was even busier than a vegetable market.

It was very lively on one side where the distribution was going on, but it was quite deserted on the other side because they were collecting donations.

There was also an acquaintance standing by and encouraging everyone to donate.

It was Annie, whom she hadn't seen for a few days. Tan Wenjie happened to see a man donating money, and then she smiled and gave him a kiss, and the man left happily.

When she saw Tan Wenjie, Annie waved at him in surprise and trotted over: "Uncle, are you here to donate too?"

Tan Wenjie secretly thought that Annie must have accounted for at least 80% of the donations in this box.

What kind of welfare chicken is this, a living Bodhisattva who donated his body as alms.

"Come and take a look." Tan Wenjie pointed ahead.

Instead of giving money to foreign monks, it is better to burn more incense for the statues in your own home. You can’t tell whose territory this is.

Fei Bao shouted loudly: "Make way, make way! The mayor is coming!"

He got into the role pretty quickly.

The noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

An old priest came towards us, making the sign of the cross on his chest and forehead with his right hand. Before he spoke, several familiar faces came over with smiles and spoke first.

Coincidentally, Tan Wenjie knew them all. They were the most despicable people in the area within dozens of miles, including brothel owners, gambling house owners, and loan sharks.

The first person to step forward was the local gang leader, a burly man. He said, "Mayor Tan, this is Father Wu, a missionary from the Vatican, who wants to reopen the church..."

Annie on the side was wondering why this fierce-looking man looked so tall just now, but suddenly became much shorter when he walked in front of Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie: "So, you guys also want to convert to that god?"

"Of course!" Several people nodded hurriedly, "Reopen the church so that everyone can believe in that thing, and then that thing?"

They turned to look at Father Wu.

Although I don't know what the conspiracy is between them, I think they can get some benefits, otherwise they wouldn't be so enthusiastic.

Tan Wenjie shook his head. "A church should be built in a quiet place. It's not good to build it next to a busy city. How about this? You are all wealthy businessmen in the town. Why don't you all pay for a new church? Rebuilding a new church will show your sincerity."

Several people's faces changed. Wouldn't it cost a lot of money to rebuild a church? They wanted to benefit from the fundraising. Foreign monks were better at chanting sutras, and foreign monks had channels, so it would be much easier for them to get some foreign goods. It was easy to sell them with just a little effort, but there was no reason to increase the investment.

Father Wu said, "Mayor Tan, I think..."

Tan Wenjie ignored him and looked at the others, suggesting, "How about we go back and think about it?"

"Oh, yes, yes, I think it's better to think about it again."

"Yeah, I wonder if Mayor Tan is free tonight?"

Hearing Tan Wenjie's refusal, they didn't even think of arguing. Before, there were deaths, arrests, and the military, and they had already panicked. Before, they thought they were well-known when Mayor Ye was here, but they didn't expect that Tan Wenjie would not give them any face after coming over. So forget about it and run away.

"Mayor Tan..." Father Wu wanted to say something else, but he didn't expect Tan Wenjie to ignore him and just turn around and leave.

After a while, two policemen with guns came and stood on the left and right of the church door like door gods.

"Oh, forget it, let's go to another place." Father Wu said.

Mayor Tan had no intention of talking to him from beginning to end. He had a head full of theories but couldn't express them, and there was a gun pointed at him. Anyone with a normal brain would know that he was not welcome here.

Not to mention where the missionaries would go in the future, the rumor that Tan Wenjie drove the missionaries away also spread through the grapevine.

Some people lamented that Tan Wenjie is no longer the same as he was before, some said that if they inherited a million-dollar fortune, they would definitely do better than him, and some talked about the things he did in the past, such as spending a lot of money on singing songs, flirting with young girls and wives, etc.

His words were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and he hated himself for not having an uncle who was worth millions but died early.

I think I can do it too.

Zhu's Teahouse.

With his eyes wide open, Master Shi reached out his hand and grabbed Zhu Zhu's buttocks twice. He did not reluctantly look away until the other person disappeared into the kitchen.

"Wizard, do you think there is something wrong with that church?"

Next to Mr. Shi sat a white-haired old man, whose clothing was different from that of the locals, and he was holding a little monkey in his hand.

Picking up a piece of fruit and handing it to the little monkey, the wizard said, "Church? That is the place of three evil spirits. It is a disaster, not a blessing. Ordinary people would avoid it. No one would go in there."

Mr. Shi was puzzled: "That's strange, why does Tan Lu'er treasure that place so much? He doesn't let others go in."

"Tan Lu'er?" The wizard was puzzled. Thinking about the previous topic, could it be that he was talking about Mayor Tan?

"It's Tan Baiwan." Mr. Shi suddenly became interested. He loved to discuss low-level stuff. "When I was visiting brothels, I heard those girls say that the thing looked like a donkey."

He made a circle with his left thumb and index finger, poked with his right index finger, and then lost interest again: "It's a pity that he doesn't hang out in brothels anymore. I never had the chance to meet him. Otherwise, it would be worth it to spend money to see him perform with real swords and guns."

This is due to curiosity.

The wizard smiled a smile that every man could understand, and then explained, "I'm not sure, but Mr. Shi, do you want to cause trouble for him?"

He came here to make money, how can he earn any benefits without doing anything?

"Don't mess with him. You can't afford to mess with him!" Unexpectedly, Mr. Shi shook his head. "He has money and guns. I just want to marry Xiaozhu, but Xiaozhu has her heart set on that fat guy Feibao. Besides, Xiaozhu and Feibao are engaged. Fortunately, Mr. Zhu also regrets this marriage. It was just a little short."

"That's not that difficult." The wizard smiled slightly, "Isn't it enough to make him embarrassed and force him to break off the engagement?"

Just as I came up with the plan, I suddenly heard laughter from downstairs.

"Boss Tan is here?"

"Mr. Tan, long time no see."

"Mayor Tan, let me talk about the land we discussed earlier."

Tan Wenjie walked into the teahouse first, while Fei Bao, the protagonist of the topic between Mr. Shi and the wizard, followed Tan Wenjie with his head held high.

"Hey, Mayor Tan, why are you here?" Mr. Zhu came running up to him and bowed. "Would you please go upstairs?"

Mr. Zhu used to look down on Fei Bao, but now that he heard that Fei Bao was working with Tan Wenjie, he immediately changed his attitude and started to show concern for him, treating him as his son-in-law.

Fei Bao didn't expect that he would be treated like this and was flattered for a moment.

Mr. Shi was so angry that he wanted to kill himself. If this continued, not only would the engagement be ruined, but Mr. Zhu would probably want to marry his daughter to Fei Bao immediately.

He wanted to say something else, but found that the wizard's expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" asked Mr. Shi.

The wizard stared at Tan Wenjie, but Tan Wenjie on the first floor happened to notice it and raised his head to meet the wizard's eyes, then nodded slightly as a greeting before continuing to chat with Mr. Zhu.

"Tan Lu... uh, Mr. Tan? What happened to him?" Mr. Shi lowered his voice.

The wizard suddenly forced a smile, "Do you really want to marry Xiaozhu?"

Mr. Shi nodded vigorously: "Of course!"

The wizard lowered his voice and said, "That Fei Bao relies on Tan Baiwan. I have a way to make Fei Bao lose this helper."

"Really?" Mr. Shi was overjoyed, and lowered his voice again, "Don't provoke Mr. Tan. What method are you going to use?"

The wizard did not tell him the method, but muttered to himself, "It's a pity not to use such a strong body to refine corpses."

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