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"Mr. Tan, what a coincidence."

"You already said that."

"..."

Speechless, Mao You stared at Tan Wenjie, unable to understand why Ma Xiaoling would fall for this man.

"Miss Mao." Tan Wenjie's voice startled Mao You awake.

"Yes."

"I'm already married, and I have four wives."

Tan Wenjie held up his finger to gesture.

"And he plans to marry four more this year."

Mao You's eyes widened.

Is it okay to say such things so casually? Wait, so Ma Xiaoling was involved in the other person's marriage.

Although the two of them are not as close as they used to be, she can't just stand by and watch her former best friend jump into a fire pit.

However, after saying this, Tan Wenjie strode away, and Mao You stamped his foot and chased after him.

Nanmao and Beima's reputations absolutely cannot be ruined by male beauty. Although she herself has already been ruined by men, Ma Xiaoling cannot be the same. She asks, "How can that be the same?"

“Mr. Tan, I advise you to stay away from Xiaoling.”

"She brought me here."

"You mean, Xiaoling took the initiative?"

"Yes, they brought me from my hometown in the countryside."

Tan Wenjie’s words are all true.

Aside from the fact that the prerequisite for traveling ninety years was not mentioned, it's not important anyway.

"Does Xiaoling know you have four wives?"

"Of course I do."

"She actually... What has she been through all these years?" Mao You exclaimed.

Tan Wenjie couldn't help but complain in his heart. Ma Xiaoling had been through so much: fighting zombies, killing Jiang Chen, Nuwa destroying the world... too much. If it weren't for her special favor from fate, she would have died countless times long ago.

"Are you a successor of Mao Xiaofang?" Tan Wenjie suddenly asked.

“That’s right.” Mao You nodded.

Although she didn't particularly like Tan Wenjie, it didn't stop her from acknowledging his abilities. His skills in exorcising demons and monsters had already earned him the trust of everyone in SDU.

Do you know this person?

Tan Wenjie took out a stack of photos and began to pick and choose in front of Mao You.

Not only are there photos of him and Uncle Nine, but also of Ao Tianlong. Whenever he sees his junior sister, A Jiao, he will go up to collect photos of her.

Mao You pointed to one of the photos and exclaimed, "This is the patriarch Mao Xiaofang!"

Then she looked at Tan Wenjie in disbelief: "How did you get a photo with him? Did Xiaoling travel through time to ninety years ago and bring you to 2004?"

"..."

Tan Wenjie was speechless: "Why can you read it like it's a script?"

"Are you really from 90 years ago?" Mao You asked, clearly intrigued. "Aren't you afraid of cars?"

“I’ve ridden in cars…if you’ve read even a little history.”

After learning about Tan Wenjie's background, Mao You became very interested and kept asking him questions.

"I'm just old, not stupid."

Tan Wenjie suddenly stopped and said to the stall owner:

"Two servings of beef offal."

"Thanks," Mao You said, shaking her head, "but I don't really like eating it..."

"What?" Tan Wenjie asked in confusion, "I'll eat two portions myself, do you want some too?"

Mao You: "..."

It seems I have a serious communication barrier with this relic from ninety years ago.

"Have you never thought about finding your successor or descendants in this era?"

"Not interested in."

The two worlds are only suddenly connected, but in reality, time flows synchronously, with 1914 on the other side and 2004 on this side on the same horizontal line.

Since they are two worlds with little connection, how could they possibly find their own descendants?

We were chatting when the phone rang.

Mao You answered the phone with a smile on his lips.

"Mars, what's up? You asked me out to dinner? Sorry, I'm not ready yet... umm."

She chatted very quickly, and after hanging up the phone, she noticed that Tan Wenjie was looking at her.

"Mars and I are just good friends," Mao You explained instinctively. "We haven't..."

"Who is Mars?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled.

"You're a student at SDU."

"Ah? Oh, that Mediterranean Sea."

"That's Old Ghost!"

"Buzz cut?"

That's Kimura.

"Long face?"

"That's Sky!"

"Tomboy?"

"She's the only female player!"

“Oh, I know who it is.” Tan Wenjie nodded, his expression serious.

Mao You's face grew increasingly grim: "You didn't actually remember the names of those people from SDU, did you?"

"Yes," Tan Wenjie did not deny it.

"They study very hard..."

“Learning to catch ghosts takes years of accumulation. Even becoming a police officer requires several years of schooling. How can you think you can handle ghosts and monsters after just a few weeks of intensive training? Aren’t they just cannon fodder specially selected by the police?” Tan Wenjie finally asked rhetorically.

Mao You remained silent.

Of course she knew this was unreasonable.

“Some basic matters will be handled by SDU, while Xiaoling can handle the more difficult ones.”

"She would be happy to help if the fee is right."

Tan Wenjie had finished two servings of beef offal and went into the convenience store next door. He soon came out with two bottles of soda.

A bottle of soda was brought to Mao You.

"Thank you," Mao You said instinctively.

"Since you're interested in Lao Gui, you should hurry up and accept his advances," Tan Wenjie said with the air of someone who's been there. "Based on my many years of experience, generally speaking, the two people who wait for each other don't end up well."

Mao You corrected with a dark face: "It's Mars!"

Tan Wenjie nodded indifferently: "Whatever you want, you can like as many men as you want, true love is innocent."

"..."

Just as Mao You was about to raise his soda to beat the old man, Tan Wenjie reached out and took the drink away.

"..."

……

The fly, having finished its work, returned to its boss.

"Big brother!"

"How's the matter of finding a Taoist priest to relocate the grave for Young Master Zhou going?"

"The monk said he doesn't help people do that kind of thing, because it could very well turn them into zombies."

"Damn, he says no and that's it? Are there no suitable monks in Hong Kong?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask me where the hottest girls are?"

"Damn it! Forget it, I'll delegate this to someone else."

After all, he was a loyal underling who had saved his life, so the boss had a high tolerance for flies.

"Oh, right," Fly suddenly said, "There was some bastard in Lan Kwai Fong who didn't give you any face, Boss. When Creamy Pig and I mentioned your name, he beat us up. I'm not the kind of petty person who holds grudges, but what I hate most is when people don't take me seriously!"

“To bully you is to bully me. I plan to send two of my best fighters and most loyal men to get revenge.”

"Boss, besides me, who else is more loyal and better at fighting?"

"Hey, you guessed it, it's you and Creamy Pig!"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course! What are you standing there for? Get out of here!"

He waved the flies away and took out his phone to dial a number.

"Hello, it's me."

The person on the other end of the phone immediately replied respectfully, "Brother Snake."

"Find me a Taoist priest who can perform rituals and relocate graves."

"Coincidentally, I happen to know someone like that." "What's his name?"

"It seems to be called the Mountain Leopard. It's very expensive, but it's very effective."

"Husband~~"

A sticky, mushy sound came from behind him. He turned his head and glanced at the woman behind him, his eyes widening instantly.

"Awesome!"

"Brother Snake?" The voice on the phone sounded confused.

"Find that guy named Mountain Leopard and tell him I have a big business opportunity!"

"Yes!"

After losing his phone, Snake rubbed his hands together, looking expectantly at his wife.

Of course, he was still a little nervous and asked, "Honey, you haven't been possessed by a ghost again, have you?"

"No, I'm fine now."

"That's good."

Snake Brother lifted the blanket and crawled inside.

A large quilt completely covered the two of them.

From under the covers came Snake's shocked voice: "Hiss—, you've improved so much?"

However, the other voice was not a woman's, but a man's: "Yes."

"No way!" Snake Bro scrambled out of bed and immediately grabbed his phone.

But two hands that emerged from under the covers grabbed his ankles.

He pulled suddenly.

"what--!"

……

"what?"

Fly and his little brother Creamy Pig were walking down the road.

He flipped the middle finger at blind beggars and whistled at women in miniskirts on the street; he was incredibly arrogant and lewd.

Butter Pig's face was grim: "Really, just the two of us? Last time we got beaten senseless, boss."

"I didn't use my ultimate move last time, but this time I'll definitely finish it off in one move!"

"You said the same thing last time."

The phone rang, and Fly waved his hand and took out his phone.

"Hey, boss?"

Snake's voice on the other end of the phone was terrified: "Help, Fly! Your sister-in-law has been possessed by a ghost again!"

"what?"

"What? She's biting me and won't let go! Quick, call a master to save me!"

"Oh."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Ying immediately called Tan Wenjie, still expressing his feelings.

"As expected of a big shot, he just applied some medicated wine and now he wants to test the gun."

No wonder he's a big shot.

The call got through.

"Master, my sister-in-law has been possessed by a ghost again," Fly asked anxiously. "Could you please help save her?"

"I have something urgent to attend to and can't leave. Come and get the talisman."

"Okay, I'll come right away!"

When Fly and Creamy Pig arrived at the address Tan Wenjie had given them by taxi, they found him standing by the roadside chatting with two busty beauties.

The three of them were chatting and laughing, making it seem as if anyone would interrupt them and ruin this beautiful moment.

Handsome men and beautiful women are a painting in themselves. If two beautiful women wear only bikinis with short jackets on top, it will be a wonderful and exciting sight.

The fly stepped forward, becoming the one who didn't notice.

"They're here?" Tan Wenjie casually pulled out a playing card. "Throw it on your sister-in-law, and all the ghosts will be terrified."

"Seriously? Don't mess with me. If I can't handle this, my boss will." Fly took the playing cards with a bitter face.

A large group of beautiful women nearby exclaimed in surprise and took several steps back: "You can catch ghosts? That's amazing!"

As another busty beauty stepped back, she gently rubbed her shoulder and nodded, saying, "My shoulders have been really sore lately, could you take a look at them?"

As the rabbit bounced up and down while the fly was massaging his shoulders, the fly's eyes widened and his head involuntarily started bobbing along with it.

They suddenly remembered the scenes of their childhood spent with their grandmother in the fields.

In other words, I miss my grandma in the fields.

"Your breasts are too big and they're pressing on your shoulder. Let me support them for you."

"Oh, you're so naughty."

"Hahahaha!"

Fly: "..."

They actually treated themselves like they didn't exist.

"Hey, Fly, why haven't you left yet?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled.

"I'll leave right away."

Fly quickly turned and left, but as he returned to Creamy Pig's side, he couldn't help but complain, "One person can't possibly handle two!"

"What, two?" Creamy Pig asked, puzzled.

"Two big-breasted women in bikinis."

The fly pointed to Tan Wenjie's side.

"But all I saw was the master standing there."

"Huh? You're not kidding, are you?"

"of course not."

"Damn!" Fly exclaimed enviously, "Catching ghosts is so awesome! You can not only woo people, but also ghosts."

He doesn't care whether it's a human or a ghost, as long as it's pretty enough, he'll just use it as a popsicle to cool down in the summer.

"Let's go, let's go back and save our big brother."

After the two left, Tan Wenjie's flirting with the two busty beauties finally came to an end.

"Come rest at our place for a while."

"Yeah, we'll show you something amazing~"

"Hang yourself in a haunted house, or commit suicide by lying on the train tracks, or jump into the sea?" Tan Wenjie looked the two busty beauties up and down. "Drowning?"

The bikinis instantly became soaked, and the two women's fluffy hair was also soaked by the gushing water, sticking to their faces in strands.

The two women's expressions suddenly changed, and they bared their teeth and roared angrily.

"You stinking Taoist priest, I'll eat you up!"

Tan Wenjie remained motionless, watching them rush towards him, crash into him, and then their souls were shattered and vanished into the world.

"There have been a lot of evil spirits lately, but the quality is pretty good."

If all female ghosts are this beautiful, he wouldn't mind doing more good deeds and helping to chant sutras to help them pass on.

He turned to look in the direction the fly had left. Being able to see a ghost with his own eyes meant that the other person was having bad luck, and given that face, it wasn't hard to guess that the other person was the "protagonist".

In a world where "destiny" is clearly defined, the protagonist's existence is quite extraordinary.

"Relocating graves and coffins: a modern version of Mr. Zombie."

Staring at flies might yield unexpected results.

However, a phone call came at that very moment.

"Which one?"

"It's me, Mao You."

Mao You said on the other end of the phone, "I forgot to tell you something: don't tell Xiaoling what we talked about today."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't tell you unless she asks me."

Finally, Tan Wenjie added, "I wish you a pleasant date with Lao Gui."

"It's Mars!"

The phone hangs up.

Tan Wenjie nonchalantly put away the phone.

As he recounted various stories of planting flags, such as "I'll come back and marry you after I finish this battle," "I'll be there right away," "I will definitely come back," and "There's only one person on the other side, let's all attack together," Mao You finally decided to accept Mars's invitation to a date and face her feelings.

"Was it fate, or did I change fate?"

There are so many things I want to experiment with, it always feels like I don't know where to start.

"Which is stronger, fate or luck? Is it simply a matter of being lucky enough to become the chosen one, or is there another explanation?" Tan Wenjie took out a bottle of Fuling potion.

He suddenly wanted to try his luck and see if he could snag the lead role.

Just as he drank the Fuling potion, a flash of inspiration struck him.

"I think I've forgotten something. Oh right, the fly!"

I almost forgot; it seems I was distracted by Mao You's phone call earlier. (End of Chapter)