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The Flaming Mountains stretch for eight hundred miles, their flames raging fiercely.

The air was curled up by the high temperature.

A lucky cloud hangs in the sky.

Tan Wenjie shaded his eyes with his hand as he gazed at the vast sea of ​​fire. The uncontrolled Bagua Furnace fire was incredibly powerful, with fiery serpents climbing the bare, scorched rocks, and dark red lava flowing on both sides of the road.

"No wonder Tang Sanzang had to put out the fire before crossing the mountain; if he had taken a few steps slower, he might have been roasted alive."

The fact that Tang Sanzang was delivered to their doorstep had already made many demons willing to risk the pressure of the Monkey King to actively snatch him away. The aroma of roasted Tang Sanzang's flesh was irresistible even to vegetarian demons.

As soon as he descended, figures emerged from the ground and bowed to the clouds.

"Could it be Emperor Tan?"

Tan Wenjie landed and looked at the furnace-guarding Daoists he had met once before at the Tushita Palace: "Gentlemen, how are you doing in this Flaming Mountain?"

The Taoist priests guarding the furnace all sighed in unison, "Alas."

Tan Wenjie then said, "What I said in the Tushita Palace back then still holds true. What do you all think?"

He had tried to poach talent from the Tushita Palace before, and he still has no qualms about it now.

“We are willing, but…” The furnace-guarding Taoists subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"The formalities are a trivial matter. Don't you trust me?"

He single-handedly took on the five tribulations in Journey to the West, so that the Deer Boy didn't have to find a fox spirit goddaughter or descend to the mortal realm to extract his heart and lungs to refine elixirs. Perhaps the Golden Furnace Boy and Silver Furnace Boy of the Tushita Palace wouldn't have had to descend to the mortal realm either. After doing so many good deeds, it wouldn't be too much to ask for a few grassroots furnace-guarding Taoist priests, would it?

"This humble fairy naturally trusts the Emperor."

"Does the Flaming Mountain still need you to guard it?"

“No need for that.” A Taoist priest guarding the furnace shook his head. “There is a cave seven hundred miles away called the Banana Cave of Cuiyun Mountain. There lives an Iron Fan Fairy there. She has a banana leaf fan in her hand. The people around Flaming Mountain often go to the Iron Fan Fairy to pray for help. The mountain fire can be controlled and will not spread outward.”

"Then come with me."

The Taoist priests guarding the furnace bowed and said in unison, "We accept the decree."

Having finally recruited the talent, Tan Wenjie immediately got the furnace-guarding Taoists into work mode.

He also promised generous benefits.

This includes not only paid leave, but also performance bonuses, skill rewards, and so on.

If the Taoists guarding the furnace can refine enough precious medicines and elixirs, he even promised to help them obtain official positions in the Heavenly Court and join the ranks of immortals.

Having connections in the court makes things easier. Yang Jian is now the God of Justice, so with a little maneuvering, it won't take much effort at all.

He happened to have quite a few pill formulas, so he started several batches and let the little zombie learn from him.

"How many days will it take to refine one batch of pills?" Tan Wenjie asked, watching the Taoists preparing to refine pills in an orderly manner.

"Forty-nine days."

“…It is forty-nine years.” Another Taoist priest guarding the furnace said, “One day in heaven is one year on earth, and alchemy must be calculated according to the time in heaven.”

Tan Wenjie: "..."

In his forty-ninth year, he suddenly realized that he didn't really need to eat the elixir of immortality. He thought it would be more efficient and profitable to spend his time finding more Journey to the West worlds, then causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace to steal and rob.

……

A zombie world set in the Republic of China era.

Early morning, at the Tan residence.

The crowing of roosters, accompanied by the swishing sound of sweeping, heralds the start of a brand new day.

"Goooooooooo."

Tan Wenjie rinsed his mouth with water, with two maids standing on either side of him.

One person was holding a cup for rinsing their mouth, another was holding a basin for washing their face, one was holding a towel for wiping their face, and the third was holding a box of candied fruit.

Seeing that Tan Wenjie was about to vomit after rinsing his mouth, the maid holding the water cup immediately went to take it from him.

"Pah!" Tan Wenjie spat it all into the basin of water used for washing his face.

"Ah~" He opened his mouth.

The maidservant holding the candied fruit immediately picked one up with her delicate white fingers and gently put it into his mouth.

This is truly a life of bliss.

There are no powerful demons or monsters, no need to worry about the world collapsing, and the wives are beautiful and the families are harmonious.

Even when he has nothing to do, Tan Wenjie will still come back to stay for a few days.

"Madam." A voice came from the doorway, and the maids stood at attention.

Tan Wenjie opened his eyes and looked at the First Madam, Caiyi, who was walking quickly into the room.

His strength gradually increased, but Caiyi was still at the level of a cultivator.

"Madam is here." Tan Wenjie opened his arms.

Caiyi's cheeks flushed slightly: "What are you doing?"

The maids covered their mouths and giggled.

"What are you laughing at? Get out of here right now. I have something to discuss with the master."

"Yes," the maids answered in unison, but their faces showed no fear.

The room was empty, and Tan Wenjie immediately reached out and hugged Caiyi to his arms.

"It's all because of you that I lose my authority in front of them." Caiyi subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and complained, but her face was full of joy.

"You are the First Madam of the Tan family, who dares to say you lack authority?"

"I came to talk to you about serious matters."

"Please speak, Madam."

"My cultivation has improved again."

"This is a good thing."

Tan Wenjie glanced at Caiyi briefly and disagreed with her claim of significant progress in cultivation, as it was far too insignificant.

“Then I had a dream last night,” Caiyi said. “I dreamt that I was living in a very tall building, and there were cars everywhere outside.”

High-rise buildings only exist in big cities, and Caiyi occasionally goes to places like Shanghai Bund to stroll around.

As for cars, they are even harder to find.

"You want to move to a big city?"

“No, I dreamed about other things too.” Caiyi shook her head. “A phone in my hand, and an airplane that ordinary people can fly on. Master said that we cultivators don’t have dreams without a reason. Do you think this could mean something special?”

Tan Wenjie pondered, realizing he had seen similar situations with Caiyi many times before, feeling a sense of déjà vu with certain people or events, because it happened every time he went to the [Secret Realm] world.

You see people who look exactly alike, but they are actually two different people.

Those who are slightly less capable than themselves are Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, etc. They cannot influence each other, but they can perceive each other in a partial way.

The fact that she can dream of "herself" in different minor worlds proves that there must be something wrong with Caiyi, because her strength is simply not enough to support seeing herself in other worlds.

“It seems like my senior sister also had some similar dreams,” Caiyi continued.

Where is my sister-in-law?

"I'm cultivating."

"I'll go find her."

When Tan Wenjie arrived at Magic Mountain, he found Bai Min'er staring blankly at a tree.

"Cough cough."

A light cough brought Bai Min'er back to her senses. She turned to look at Tan Wenjie, her expression changed, and her cheeks quickly flushed red.

"What did you dream about?"

"nothing dealing with you."

"The more you say that, the more I feel it's related."

"In my dream, you were a jerk."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

He walked forward. "What are you doing?" She saw Tan Wenjie suddenly move closer to her and her expression changed.

“I’ve dreamed about you too,” Tan Wenjie said, throwing out the bait first.

"What...what did you dream about me about?"

"you……"

"No, you are Caiyi's husband, we can't be together."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Before I could even say anything, Bai Min'er confessed everything.

He reached out and put his arm around Bai Min'er, pressing her head against his shoulder. It was time to use his charm.

The atmosphere instantly fell silent.

After a moment, Bai Min'er's voice came out from Tan Wenjie's chest, muffled.

"I dreamt that I was teaching you Japanese, and we were catching ghosts together, but I can't remember anything else."

Teaching Japanese—isn't this just my and Xiaomin's daily learning routine in the world of Haunted Cop Shop?

Because the teaching method was inspired by Japanese action movies, Tan Wenjie remembered it very clearly.

Sure enough, something went wrong; otherwise, Caiyi and Baimin'er, with their low cultivation levels, wouldn't have been able to make contact with their counterparts in other worlds.

"This is what you think about during the day and dream about at night," a voice came from the side.

Bai Min'er was startled, but when she turned around, she saw Caiyi looking at her calmly.

"Caiyi, I..."

"Senior Sister!" Caiyi gritted her teeth, "It seems I've come at the wrong time."

Tan Wenjie simply opened his arms to Caiyi calmly and said, "Don't scare your senior sister."

The next moment, Caiyi threw herself into his arms.

"You guys!" Bai Min'er's head was throbbing, and she felt dizzy and confused, not knowing what was going on.

"Wenjie, did I arrive at the right time?" Caiyi asked, as if seeking praise.

Tan Wenjie nodded and said, "You've come at just the right time."

Only Bai Min'er didn't understand what was going on and tried to figure out the details.

"Senior Sister, you'll have to call me Big Sister after you marry into the family."

"what?"

Since getting married, Caiyi has watched Tan Wenjie take concubines one after another, and with Tingting, Rourou and others forming their own cliques, she desperately needs a helper.

The eldest sister, whom she grew up with, is the best candidate. Moreover, according to Caiyi's observation, the eldest sister's acting skills are very poor, and she has probably already fallen into Tan Wenjie's trap.

Anyone could see that Bai Min'er was already deeply involved with Jie, otherwise why would she always be able to sit at the same table with the other ladies during family gatherings?

The reason they haven't closed the net yet is just Tan Wenjie's perverse sense of humor; it would be better if Caiyi, as the first wife, took the initiative to break the ice.

into the night.

Tan Wenjie headed straight for the underworld.

The last time he came here was because of the world of "My Date with a Vampire," which accidentally connected him to this world, so when problems arose this time, he immediately thought of this place.

The eerie underworld is undergoing gradual reforms, and he even saw quite a few foreign ghosts there.

Those foreigners who were gesturing wildly and speaking English were kept outside the door. They couldn't understand each other and their conversations were completely nonsensical.

"Master Tan, what brings you here?" The ghost guard at the door's eyes lit up when he saw Tan Wenjie.

He had previously been responsible for guiding the spirits of the dead in areas such as Renjia Town and Tanjia Town, and often interacted with Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie asked proactively, "Has something happened in the underworld again?"

"There is a small problem. Recently, too many foreign devils have come down, but our connection with the west is not close enough, so we can't gather enough little devils who understand foreign languages." The ghost messenger's pale face, like a paper doll, showed a helpless expression. "Their names and hometowns are not in the Book of Life and Death. Logically speaking, they should not enter the underworld and can only be wandering ghosts in the mortal world."

“That’s easy. I’ll hire a group of living people in the mortal world who understand foreign languages ​​for you, and have them work overtime to complete the procedures.”

It's just a language barrier; as long as the pay is right, there will always be someone willing to do the job.

"You've been a great help," the ghost messenger asked. "Master Tan, did you come to the underworld this time to see Lord Zhu?"

Master Zhu, Second Uncle, was Tan Wenjie's mentor.

It's clear that in the past year and a half, the other party has been making a name for themselves in the underworld.

“It has nothing to do with my master.” Tan Wenjie shook his head. “I’m worried that the problem that happened before has recurred.”

"Oh? I'll help you contact Seventh Master and Eighth Master."

"Thank you."

Before long, Tan Wenjie saw the Black and White Impermanence of this world.

The two ghosts were startled when they saw him, and hurriedly bowed.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." X2
Although puzzled as to why Tan Wenjie suddenly became the Emperor of Fengdu, the divine aura emanating from him was undeniable.

It's also possible that the other party was originally the Emperor of Fengdu, but was reincarnated as Tan Wenjie of Tanjia Town, and went to the human world for a trial. Gods have always liked to play this game, especially Wenquxing, who can be said to be the god who has been reincarnated the most times.

"I suspect there's something wrong with the cycle of reincarnation, so I came here specifically to check."

"Reincarnation?"

"By the way, who is in charge of the underworld now?" Tan Wenjie asked.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva".

"Take me to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was an old acquaintance of Tan Wenjie, and he even took advantage of the opportunity of the other party's godson, Lin Huowang, to take the first "demon test".

However, when the two ghosts brought Tan Wenjie to the place where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was, it was empty.

"Something's happened." The two ghost messengers exchanged a glance.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who vowed not to become a Buddha until hell is emptied, has now abandoned his post—something they would never even dare to imagine.

White Impermanence stuck out his long tongue: "This, this..."

Tan Wenjie closed his eyes, fully unleashed his magical power, and rapidly expanded his divine sense in all directions.

The terrifying and powerful magic was like mountains pressing down on the heads of the Black and White Impermanence, making them feel alive again, their souls suffocated, and they dared not move.

After a few breaths, Tan Wenjie raised his right hand.

Wow.

A piece of paper quickly gathered in his hand.

Wow!
As more and more pieces of paper came together, they eventually formed a "Book of Life and Death".

He flipped through the Book of Life and Death.

The names of Ma Danna and Ma Xiaoling were clearly written on the page. After flipping through a few more pages, Tan Wenjie's own name could be found, along with names such as Lin Fengjiao and Chen Qiusheng.

"The two worlds that were briefly connected due to an accident have now been linked together again."

The chaos of the heavens caused Caiyi and Bai Min'er to dream of themselves in other worlds that they shouldn't have been able to sense.

The fact that people from two different worlds can be recorded in the same Book of Life and Death shows that their connection is even closer.

The only difference is that the Republican era in which Tan Wenjie lived was "history," while the era in which Ma Xiaoling and others lived was "the future."

In the world of "My Date with a Vampire," time is like a bus, and anyone can get on and off at will.

The reconnection of the two worlds means that the flow of time is likely to be synchronized.

He always considered "fate" as the final opponent to be dealt with, but plans can never keep up with changes.

Tan Wenjie's figure vanished in a flash, leaving the Black and White Impermanence staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Clap."

The Book of Life and Death fell to the ground.

With a flick of his wrist, Bai Wuchang draped his long red tongue over his shoulder, bent down to pick up the Book of Life and Death, which happened to be Tan Wenjie's page.

"Long live... long live... long live!" (End of Chapter)