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Chapter 589 Yes, it's me who betrayed you again.
"What does it say?"

Cao Yun leaned closer, his face full of curiosity.

"This letter is quite old." Tan Wenjie unfolded the letter and quickly glanced at it. "Someone wants to gather death energy to create a ghost village and cultivate the art of immortality."

Unorthodox methods are not worth mentioning. Even if they could truly grant "immortality," one would ultimately become neither human nor ghost.

Cao Yun looked up at Tan Wenjie with a hint of disbelief: "But it clearly says that a high-ranking official from the previous dynasty was buried here. Because of his resentment, a feng shui master used a formation to isolate this place. It also records that the tomb can be opened after 20 years, and many burial objects are hidden inside."

"It's all a smokescreen. If it were just for making money by robbing tombs, there would be no way they would turn the whole village into a ghost village. Besides, those tomb robbers don't have that much ability to create such a big spectacle."

Tomb raiders only care about money; they have no reason to harm an entire village. If they could, they wouldn't be tomb raiders in the first place.

Tan Wenjie looked at the old locust tree in front of him. Under the old locust tree, which was leaning against three white wreaths, a young spirit was gesturing to tell him the whole story.

That's why he knew the whole truth.

The ghost village, now completely free of its illusions, appeared even more eerie and terrifying in the night.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Cao Yun subconsciously took half a step closer to Tan Wenjie.

She instinctively wanted to ask what to do next, but then she heard a loud "boom" ahead, and a figure riding a Kongming lantern, emanating a chilling aura, pushed aside the soil and soared into the sky.

His attire suggested he was from a previous dynasty; his face was thin and sallow, and his entire body was shrouded in billowing black energy.

Cao Yun instinctively moved to hide next to Tan Wenjie.

She would never have done this before; she would have faced any danger on her own. But now that Tan Wenjie is by her side, someone she can rely on and feel safe with, why would she refuse?

The sword hummed.

First, two sword lights broke through the ground, one purple and one green, like two dragons intertwined and climbing towards the sky, but after reaching a certain height, they spiraled down again.

Then two figures emerged from the ground, their hands forming sword incantations to control the purple and blue sword light, their skirts fluttering like flowing clouds.

They flew close to the ground, chasing after the sword light.

Two sounds, "plop" and "plop".

Two beams of light, one purple and one blue, pierced through the figure riding the Kongming lantern. After losing control, the figure began to shake violently and uncontrollably.

Finally, it burned in the night sky, the flames ignited, and it transformed into a blazing humanoid flame.

Everything was reduced to ashes.

When the corpse and the remains of the Kongming lantern fell to the ground, only wisps of ashes remained.

Two figures walked through the air and landed in front of Tan Wenjie and Cao Yun.

It was Caiyi and Bai Min'er who had recently saved Cao Yun.

Caiyi glanced at Cao Yun, then at Tan Wenjie.

"Husband, what brings you here?"

The sound is a bit off.

"I just heard there was danger here, so I came to check it out." Tan Wenjie said, nodding slightly to Bai Min'er.

He is not afraid of having a straight shadow even when he is leaning.

"Humph."

Bai Min'er turned her head away.

She knew Tan Wenjie's style perfectly well; he must have set his sights on the pretty short-haired woman in front of her again.

You've misunderstood me.

Tan Wenjie sighed.

"I really just happened to be passing by and wanted to do Miss Cao a favor."

Between a wife and her older sister versus a beautiful woman she barely knows, even a fool would know which to choose.

With a ratio of 2:1, choosing the one with more people is always a safe bet.

Whether it's watermelon or sesame seeds, more is better, bigger is better.

Hearing him say that, Caiyi's face brightened, and she skipped over to him and hugged his arm.

“There are heretical cultivators using unorthodox methods to cultivate immortality in this place,” Caiyi’s voice was sweet but slightly cloying. “Luckily, my senior sister and I arrived in time, otherwise many more people would have died, right, senior sister?”

Bai Min'er glanced at her junior sister, who was clinging to Tan Wenjie, and was somewhat reluctant to answer.

I was the one who started it, whether it was when we first met or after we got to know each other...

"Sister?"

"Hmm, yes."

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat strange.

不像是2:1，更像是1：1:1。

Tan Wenjie glanced at Caiyi, who was standing beside him asserting her dominance, then at Cao Yun, who was staring at Caiyi, and Bai Min'er, whose attitude was unclear.

Damn it, here we go again!

He was never afraid of a chaotic situation, but he felt that it would damage everyone's relationship and he didn't like having a group of women fighting over him.

If it were someone else's wife, he wouldn't mind being hit with a rear naked choke, a guillotine, a Superman punch, or having his hair torn; he'd even bring out some sunflower seeds, drinks, and a small stool.

But these are all women I have a direct or indirect relationship with, so it's best to keep them on my toes.

"The people over there are trapped in a ghostly maze, and their minds are being affected by yin energy," Tan Wenjie said. "Let's go over there and rescue them."

Doing good deeds will bring good fortune.

This inexplicable chaotic scene ended with the soldiers being awakened.

"What's next?"

"Of course, let them go in and dig for treasure," Tan Wenjie said matter-of-factly.

The heretical path to immortality is not important for now, but the funerary objects inside are something we should take advantage of.

Returning to Tanjia Town.

Cao Yun rested briefly in his guest room for half the night, and then led his team to depart by train in the early morning.

She will go back and tell her father that there are indeed no gods here.

It wasn't a lie; it was simply for my father's safety. Otherwise, if a conflict really broke out between the two sides, my father would definitely be the one to suffer.

No matter how many guns and cannons there are, they can't defeat those countless ghost soldiers and paper figures.

As for whether the two sides will have the opportunity to meet again in the future, Cao Yun was not sure.

Although being an immortal was wonderful, it didn't align with her aspirations. Rather than living a carefree life in a secluded paradise, she preferred to dedicate herself to development.

Everyone has his own ambitions.

Tan Wenjie watched Cao Yun leave.

Having witnessed too many struggles, he finally concluded that if you are a god, you should not easily interfere with the power transitions in the human world.

Getting too deeply involved will only harm both yourself and others.

The amount of incense burned determines the amount of help provided; one should simply slay demons and monsters and save all sentient beings in ordinary times.

After all, improving our living environment depends on human beings themselves, not on seeking divine intervention or divination.

……

For the next period of time, Tan Wenjie returned to a leisurely rhythm of daily health maintenance.

Aside from finding a spot to practice a few rounds and get a feel for the game, I would wander through the streets and alleys.

In Renjia Town, Tan Wenjie took Ren Tingting back to her parents' home, and coincidentally, Zhuzhu, Nianying, and others also wanted to come.

Killing multiple birds with one stone, might as well come.

Many people now even think that Renjia Town should be renamed Tanjia Town, because Tan Wenjie's business is becoming more and more involved here, and most people have to rely on him to make a living.

"Father, Wenjie, let's go to the rouge shop."

"Go ahead," Ren Fa said with a smile. "I'll have tea and chat with A-Jie."

Business is booming, and Ren Fa's complexion is getting better and better.

With a better mindset, his hair has turned much darker, making him look much younger. He is increasingly satisfied with his son-in-law. Besides, money is nothing special; true immortals who can prolong life are rare and hard to come by. As the saying goes, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven," and Ren Fa feels that he should be included in that category as well.

Compared to having ability, money, and even the ability to prolong life, it's nothing for a son-in-law to have a few more wives.

Tan Wenjie has a large and successful family, so he should try to have more children and expand the family line.

Ren Fa was getting anxious about having a baby, but Ren Tingting's belly showed no signs of pregnancy.

He had heard that some capable people could lock in their sperm count, thus preventing pregnancy if they wished.

Just as he was thinking about how to persuade Tan Wenjie to have a son or daughter, he suddenly heard Tan Wenjie say, "Hey, that looks like Uncle Jiu."

Uncle Nine was still dressed in his standard linen jacket. After not seeing him for a while, his hair had turned gray, but he didn't have many wrinkles on his face.

His face was filled with panic, and he kept looking back as he walked, looking just like a womanizer being chased.

"Uncle Jiu!" Ren Fa greeted him first.

Hearing the voice, Uncle Nine turned around abruptly and breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Ren, Ah Jie, are you having tea?"

"Yes, what's this?" Ren Fa asked, puzzled.

"Well, hehe." Uncle Nine had an awkward smile on his face.

Tan Wenjie: "Sister Sugarcane?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's smile vanished instantly, replaced by humiliation and regret.

He shouldn't have taken those two bastards, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, as his apprentices in the first place. If he hadn't taken them as apprentices, he wouldn't have been tricked. If he hadn't been tricked, he wouldn't have had two more traitors betray him. If he hadn't been betrayed, his location wouldn't have been reported to Aunt Zhe in real time, and he wouldn't have been chased around like a headless fly, ending up in this predicament.

"Shall we hide somewhere?" Ren Fa suggested cautiously. "There are empty rooms inside; we can help take care of Aunt Zhe."

"Thank you, Master Ren." Uncle Jiu clasped his hands in thanks.

"Cough cough." Tan Wenjie suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his throat.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Junior sister Ajiao is being too polite."

Tan Wenjie nodded with satisfaction, "This young man is teachable."

Uncle Nine: "..."

He endured it this time in order to avoid Sugarcane Girl.

Next time, we will definitely not give Tan Wenjie the chance to take advantage of us.

With the help of the two men, Uncle Nine visibly breathed a sigh of relief and calmly walked into the private room.

However, his demeanor changed instantly as soon as he entered the private room. He turned around on the spot, bent over, tiptoed to the door, opened it a crack, and pressed his ear against it to eavesdrop on everything that was happening outside.

If anything seemed amiss, he would immediately escape through the window.

Outside, Tan Wenjie and Ren Fa continued their meal and conversation calmly, discussing the economic plans for Renjia Town, housing reconstruction, and other related matters.

He connected Tanjia Town and Renjia Town, even encompassing both of them, making them a "Shangri-La" in a broader sense.

The hurried footsteps disrupted the atmosphere.

Aunt Zhe chased after them aggressively.

After entering the room, she turned her head left and right, trying to find a tall and captivating figure.

"Cough cough." Tan Wenjie coughed softly.

"Uncle-Master?!" Aunt Zhe felt no pressure at all about calling him Uncle-Master. "Uncle-Master, have you seen my Senior Brother?"

"You mean, Ah-Jiao-Junior Nephew?" Tan Wenjie drawled, his gaze sweeping over a door that was slightly ajar.

Uncle Nine, hidden inside: "..."

"Ah Jiao, Ah Jiao," it sounds so nice, doesn't it? If it weren't for Aunt Zhe watching him from the outside, he would definitely have rushed out to argue with her.

As for now, he feels that respecting the elderly and caring for the young is fine, and he can call his uncle whatever he wants.

"Yes, Uncle-Master, do you know where he is?" Aunt Zhe asked in surprise.

Tan Wenjie shook his head decisively: "I don't know."

He is definitely not the kind of person who would betray others easily, especially for things that don't bring him any benefit; he generally won't do it unless it's something very interesting.

Aunt Zhe's face fell instantly.

“Auntie Zhe, I saw Uncle Jiu heading in that direction.” Ren Fa pointed to the main street outside and said, “You should chase after him there; you might still be able to catch up with him.”

"Hey! Master Ren, what are you doing!" Tan Wenjie slapped his thigh angrily. "We clearly agreed with our niece Ah Jiao that we absolutely could not betray him easily, so how could you even reveal the direction he fled in?"

“You and Uncle Jiu are from the same sect, and you and Aunt Zhe are also from the same sect. Just leave their affairs to them. Why are you, as an elder, getting involved?”

"makes sense."

Ren Fa's acting was a bit exaggerated: "Auntie Zhe, hurry up, or you really won't be able to catch up."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Aunt Zhe was a typical action-taker, and she turned and ran.

Uncle Nine, hiding inside the door, sneered inwardly.

His acting is terrible; he won't be fooled so easily.

Sure enough, just two minutes later, Aunt Zhe came running back.

"Is my senior brother really not here?"

"I already said I wasn't here. I'm your senior uncle, why would I lie to you?"

"But why did you wink at me just now?"

My eyes are dry.

"What about holding up two fingers?"

"Can't I bend two fingers to scratch an itch?"

"That……"

"Humph."

"Uncle-Master, Master Ren, I'm leaving now." Aunt Zhe was very decisive and turned to leave.

Time passed slowly, but Aunt Zhe did not appear this time.

Uncle Nine breathed a sigh of relief and came out of the room. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Aunt Zhe standing with her hands on her hips, laughing strangely.

He reacted immediately and looked at Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie: "You guessed right, nephew, it was me who betrayed you again."

They say one thing and then they have to act it out with their hands.

Because Tan Wenjie's ability to signal with his eyes was very poor, he simply used magic to write words from a distance.

When a woman wants to date and pursues a man, her IQ rises rapidly. Aunt Zhe quickly understood his meaning and cooperated to make Uncle Jiu lower his guard, finally catching the big fish with the net.

Uncle Nine: "..."

Depend on!
Bitch.

Aunt Sugarcane trotted to Uncle Nine's side and called out in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Senior Brother~"

If someone is caught, it can be announced that Uncle Nine will temporarily lose his freedom. As for whether he will lose his virginity, that's hard to say.

The two left, pulling and tugging at each other.

"Wouldn't this be a bad idea?" Ren Fa asked with some concern.

Uncle Jiu was a highly respected figure in Renjia Town, and he also guarded the mortuary. His status in the town was extraordinary. Offending such a powerful person might lead to a lot of trouble in the future.

After all, everyone knows that Uncle Nine is notoriously petty.

"Don't worry, he can't even handle Sugarcane Girl, he has no interest in causing us trouble."

Besides, I'm about to leave Renjia Town, so it's definitely not me who's in trouble.

Ren Fa: "..."

Although Tan Wenjie reassured himself that he was not worried, he still felt that there was a trap.

(End of this chapter)