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Chapter 97 Who is this demon? Tell me your name

"I knew it, I knew you would come back. Where did you go before? The problem you said you wanted to solve last time must have been solved, right? Do you really need to imprison someone for seven days and seven nights? You have been regarded as a wanted criminal. Did you know that? Yes, you know. You have been fighting wits and courage with the police these days. I thought you were filming a police story. How did you disappear? Did you hide in the mountains to practice?"

Tan Wenjie looked at Quan Hong dancing in front of him and raised his fist. "If it was a busty hottie jumping around in front of me and asking a lot of questions, I would be happy to explain it to you one by one. But if it was a bearded man, I would dunk my fist on your head."

When he said the last sentence, he directly made it clear that the monkey man was Jeon Hong.

Quan Hong, however, didn't think there was anything wrong. For him, who was eager for news material and loved urban legends about monsters and ghosts, Tan Wenjie seemed to release attractive magical toxins. In short, it was easy to attract him.

Moreover, he always maintained "absolute trust" in Tan Wenjie, and some things could only be explained in an illogical way.

"You are wanted by the police now, what are you going to do in the future?"

"I will leave after I finish my work. To be honest, Lin Bei is a god in heaven. He will only come down to earth when demons and monsters appear."

"Damn it!" Quan Hong moved closer to Tan Wenjie and opened his arms to hug him.

"Get out!" Tan Wenjie pressed his foot against Quan Hong's chest and gently pushed him away.

Quan Hong: "Let me have a bite, and get some of the immortal energy. I want to become an immortal too."

Tan Wenjie: "The heaven is short of eunuchs, do you want to come?"

Quan Hong covered his crotch and said, "Why do gods also need to do this?"

"Nonsense, otherwise what qualifications do you have to go to heaven? There are very few places to be eunuchs in heaven."

"You're lying to me, right?"

Tan Wenjie: "You actually figured it out. With your IQ, you won't survive past the second episode as a eunuch. If you really want to do it, you can do it in the human world. Don't lose heart, you still have a chance. Have you heard of it? It's actually a very magical herb."

Quan Hong: "That's right, wait, I don't plan to be a eunuch."

After chatting for a while and making sure that the other party would not rush over casually, Tan Wenjie started to talk about business, "Where did you get the machete you got last time?"

Previously, he was restricted by the "role-playing" options and could not move freely. Wherever he went, there were air walls. Fortunately, Quan Hong helped him run errands.

If you want to get the machete now, you still can’t avoid Quan Hong.

"Actually, this matter is very complicated. In order to help you find the murder weapon, I searched many places..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to start from "a long, long time ago".

Tan Wenjie interrupted immediately: "Are you really a monkey? Just tell me the owner of the knife, no... is there anyone else with a machete, and I can solve it with just one sentence. Hey, why are you taking off your clothes? Let me tell you, I have cut off all my emotions, and seducing a god is against the law!"

Quan Hong had already taken off his shirt in front of Tan Wenjie, and then pulled out a shirt from the pile of messy clothes at the other end of the sofa where Tan Wenjie was sitting.

Being able to pull out a shirt that is extremely tangled without causing the mountain of clothes to topple over is also a skill.

"Of course I'll go with you. How far can a wanted criminal like you go?" Quan Hong pulled out a tie from somewhere.

He looks like a decent human being after getting dressed and even sprays perfume, but no one certainly knows that his home is messier than a dog's kennel.

"Actually, the knife came from a community with some veterans of the war. Wait a minute...what are you doing with the camera?"

Quan Hong, who was explaining, found that Tan Wenjie suddenly picked up the machine.

Tan Wenjie: "Of course, I was photographed."

Jeon Hong's eyes widened: "Dude, you're a wanted criminal."

Tan Wenjie: "The police certainly didn't expect me to be so bold as to be the protagonist on the street."

Quan Hong nodded: "Yeah, I didn't expect that either."

He now believes that Tan Wenjie is a god, because it is impossible for humans to have such a train of thought.

Being brave usually comes from being fearless, and Tan Wenjie happens to fit this profile. The stronger he gets, the easier it is for him to break free from the constraints of the law. Fortunately, Mr. Tan has no interest in ruling the world or destroying the world. He just wants to become an immortal and live forever, then feed ghosts with his body and subdue demons.

Tan Wenjie, who had been tracked for several days, appeared on the street again and even happened to encounter a police car patrolling nearby, but no one paid attention to Tan Wenjie who was suspected of filming a program.

Some people came over and asked what show they were filming, and some even recorded it with their phones.

Tan Wenjie also played the role of a reporter and asked the girls who came over a few questions.

After Quan Hong kept winking at him while carrying the machine, Tan Wenjie finally took away the small notes handed to him by several girls, which contained their contact information.

Jeon Hong: "Hey, give me a few. I want the second girl. I like girls wearing OL uniforms and red glasses the most."

"I'm a wanted criminal. What are you thinking about?" Tan Wenjie looked through the contact information. "Wait, why is there a business card? A talent scout?"

"Madou?"

"This is for you." Tan Wenjie stuffed the business card into Quan Hong's shirt pocket and patted him. "Wow, it's pretty solid. Remember to give me an autographed photo when you debut. Haha, you have a good sense of the camera."

Quan Hong watched Tan Wenjie stuff the remaining few pieces of paper with the girls' contact information into his pocket and gritted his teeth, "You're not careful in choosing friends."

Tan Wenjie lowered his voice and said, "To tell you the truth, someone in there is entangled by dirty things."

Jeon Hong: "Do I have to take off my clothes when I help with the exorcism?"

Tan Wenjie: "You think I'm Zhang Wuji!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore." Tan Wenjie said, "You'll be exposed if you're too nervous. If we carry the machine on the street, people will avoid us. If we're afraid of people approaching us, it means there's something wrong with us."

"Give me the contact information of the pretty girl with red glasses, and I will believe you."

"Please eat something. Once you are full, you won't think so much."

Tan Wenjie took Quan Hong to the convenience store and bought Bin Bin and A Wei's favorite bread, as well as a lot of snacks and wine. Of course, Quan Hong was the one who paid the bill.

Quan Hong will definitely be taken away by the police for investigation after he works with him. In fact, this is a good thing, because Tan Wenjie has long discovered that he has a faint evil spirit. This guy has recently had contact with someone who has encountered a ghost, but the contact should not be deep.

He cannot protect the other person like a nanny, so it would be safer to let the police protect him and restrict his movements.

"After I finish things here, I have other things to do." Tan Wenjie ruthlessly requisitioned Quan Hong's backpack, put the wine and snacks he bought in it, and then got in the car.

If he had time, he would have taken a look at the Ghost Master and the little girl in red. Although he was not interested in the Ghost Master and the little girl in red, he was very interested in the Demon Boy.

Looking at Quan Hong who was still carrying a camera, he urged, “Get in the car!”

The car started, and Tan Wenjie was holding Quan Hong's mobile phone. As for the stolen phone, after using it to search for map navigation, he placed it on the roof of a public toilet he passed by.

The phone has GPS positioning.

The car fell silent. This time, unlike before, they would be restricted by the "linear" force when walking on the road. Even Tan Wenjie thought of another possibility. Maybe the first entry into the [Secret Realm] was just a key.

Only by continuing to develop it in the future can it slowly become a completely open real world.

If that's the case, he might as well go for the "role-playing" route, which would ensure a steady income, unlike now when he encounters a bunch of tasks before he's even got very far.

Quan Hong was holding the steering wheel, but he felt like there was a bug scratching his butt. Finally, he couldn't help asking, "Do you have a talisman or something, the kind that can ward off evil spirits?"

Tan Wenjie pretended to be puzzled: "What do you want that for?"

"There's a female reporter at the TV station who recently investigated a school haunted case and it seems she ran into something dirty." Quan Hong lowered his voice, "She's reporter Lian, do you remember?"

"I don't remember. I have no impression. Do you think I am just like you and only remember picking up girls?" Tan Wenjie shook his head, but his eyes were still fixed on the phone.

He didn't expect that he would be in the news one after another, especially in the most famous "Underworld Forum", which has set off a heated discussion. He robbed a gang member's car on the street, and combined with his previous behavior, he was considered a lawless wanted criminal.

There is even a group of extreme young people who think he is cool.

Think about being wanted and worried about being caught, so you dare not get constipated for fear of getting stuck in the toilet when you push. What's cool about such a bad life?

Quan Hong curled his lips: "If you throw away the contact information of the beautiful girl, I will believe you."

"I'm sacrificing myself for others, you don't understand."

Tan Wenjie still didn't look up, he swiped his phone and said casually: "If you encounter a ghost, go to the temple to worship, like the Ksitigarbha Temple, Zhong Kui Temple, or Guandi Temple. In short, worship whichever one is fierce. If the wizard tells you not to do something, it's best not to do it. If you get something very evil, send it to the gods. In short, if you are obedient, you will live, and if you are disobedient, you will die." In horror movies, if people become very obedient, 90% of horror movies will not be scary.

Control your curiosity and don't seek excitement for no reason. 99% of horror movies will end after playing the opening credits.

"Really not, what do you think if I also take a machete?" Quan Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Tan Wenjie: "If you go out on the street with a controlled knife, I guess you will be arrested."

Seeing that Quan Hong was still obsessed with helping a certain female reporter, Tan Wenjie decided to help his good friend. After he finished his own business, he would take the initiative to call the police for him and let the police protect him.

"Here we are, right here."

It was already late when they arrived, almost dusk.

The car stopped and found itself in an abandoned community.

After getting off the car, you can smell a very strong rotten smell.

"It smells like a corpse." Tan Wenjie pinched his nose and looked into the dark alley.

Quan Hong: "Have you ever smelled the stench of a corpse?"

Tan Wenjie: "Do zombies count?"

Quan Hong thought for a moment and said, "It could be the body of a wild cat."

Tan Wenjie nodded: "Maybe."

There is no ghost aura, and his Yin-Yang eyes are not as sharp as the golden eyes, so he cannot see more things. However, based on his recent actions and what he has encountered, it is not difficult to see that evil spirits are rampant here but humans are weak. Although the gods possess overwhelming power, like many other worlds, they cannot descend directly and require mediums, wizards, etc.

The restrictions are of course even greater. The medium cannot be called by name. The wizard may know a few spells, but he is just an ordinary person. Masters like Aqing and Along have old arms and legs, and will be crippled by a punch from a young man.

"Let's go."

After entering the building, Quan Hong finally got his cell phone back.

"Hey, you actually liked this post? Just because someone praised you for being handsome?" He looked at the web page interface on his phone and couldn't help but point at and question Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie: "He told the truth, what can I do? I must praise him."

The two of them went upstairs talking to each other. The musty smell in the building became stronger and stronger, and then there was a strong smell of old age and urine.

"Hey, who are you?" An old lady came out from nowhere and stopped the two men.

"Didn't I ask you?" Quan Hong asked.

"landlord!"

"Hello, landlord. We are reporters from a TV station." Quan Hong took the initiative to say, "We want to interview a veteran of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression."

The landlord said, "There's nothing but Alzheimer's disease here. You can't ask anything else."

Quan Hong was about to take out his journalist credentials when he saw Tan Wenjie at the side saying, "Our interview this time is very important. Please help us. We will definitely not affect other people."

Depend on!
What kind of god is this? You are seducing middle-aged women!

Just when Quan Hong couldn't help but complain, he found that the landlady nodded a little embarrassedly: "I will be home in half an hour, so I will allow you to interview for three hours at most."

Quan Hong:? ?

He discovered that the world was very unfair to good-looking people, and all good things were leaning towards him.

In fact, when Quan Hong saw Tan Wenjie again this time, he noticed the changes in him. This change would definitely not be noticeable to others, but he was the only one who witnessed Tan Wenjie's sudden transformation from an ordinary person to a "little superman" in a short period of time.

His spirit and energy have been fully upgraded. Not only is he better looking than the young hunk under the fill light, his temperament is also much better, and he also looks very wealthy.

Just like when Tan Wenjie swiped his card in a convenience store, he appeared to be spending money freely and carefree.

Although that card belongs to Quan Hong.

"Let's go." Tan Wenjie patted Quan Hong on the shoulder and took the initiative to go upstairs, then stopped again, "Lead the way, don't worry, I'll give this to you this time."

Quan Hong almost couldn't help but swear, but fortunately he knew how to control his emotions.

"Ajie, you can break such a hard wood?" Seeing Tan Wenjie casually breaking the legs of an old desk and throwing it aside, Quan Hong didn't know why, but suddenly he didn't want to be angry at all.

With Quan Hong leading the way, the two came to the broken door of the mobile house covered with mold.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened automatically as soon as his fingers touched it.

In the dim, narrow, and very smelly room of an elderly person who lives alone, a bald old man is sitting at the table in a daze with lifeless eyes.

"Fahai!" Tan Wenjie blurted out.

"What Fahai?" Quan Hong rolled his eyes. "This old man is called Li Rongfeng. The sword I got before was from his comrade. His comrade is fine and has a clear mind, but this old man is a bit troublesome. He has Alzheimer's disease and is rarely clear-headed."

Tan Wenjie reached behind his back with his right hand, and when he reached in front of him, his right hand, which was empty just now, had a large machete.

He placed the machete on the table.

Quan Hong, who was standing by, widened his eyes, first looked at the knife on the table, then turned to look at Tan Wenjie's butt, then looked at the knife again, and then at the butt again.

Magical butt pocket? How is it done?
Tan Wenjie ignored Quan Hong and said, "I want to kill ghosts and enemies, punish evil and eliminate demons. Old man, I wonder if I can borrow your precious sword for a while."

The dazed old man seemed to have heard something. He slowly raised his head and fixed his eyes on Tan Wenjie's knife.

Li Rongfeng's lips moved slightly: "Big Knife Team, 29th Formation, Squad Leader Guai Liuwu, Li Rongfeng."

"What did he say?" Quan Hong didn't hear clearly, but since he was in high spirits, he pointed the camera at Tan Wenjie and Li Rongfeng.

"Big Knife Team, 29th Division, Squad Leader Guai Liuwu, Li Rongfeng, what evildoer is that..."

Li Rongfeng's eyes suddenly brightened and he looked outside the door.

There was a "rustle" sound outside and something ran over.

The sound wasn't of stepping on the floor, it sounded like stepping on the ceiling.

"Ahhh Jie?" Quan Hong was very professional. Even though his legs were so weak that he was shaking, he did not forget to point the camera at Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie glanced at Li Rongfeng before saying, "There's something outside, the one that stinks of a corpse."

Come on!

Li Rongfeng suffers from Alzheimer's disease and is deaf and blind, but in terms of perception he is only half a beat slower than himself. He is indeed born to be fierce and can slay demons and kill enemies.

Seeing the other party like this, his heart was also pumping with blood.

The sound is getting closer.

pat pat pat.

Quan Hong had shrunk into the corner of the room and used his camera to capture an old man and a young boy in the dim room where only a small light was on.

"Qiang!"

The sword is unsheathed.

Two big swords.

The two said in unison: "Who are you, monster? Tell me your name!"

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