Reborn literary talent

Chapter 221 Prestige
Uncle Jiu couldn't say anything about Wen Cai, and Wen Cai's strength was not inferior to his, so he didn't have the slightest worry, so he had to let Wen Cai go.

In addition, there is another reason, that is, Shen Juxian will be on stage tonight.Uncle Jiu already knew the other party's identity, he was a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, and the Maoshan faction specially sent a message to ask him to take care of him.

In fact, compared to Ren Tingting, Uncle Jiu felt that Shen Juxian and his disciple were more suitable, after all, both were practitioners.

But in the end, Ren Tingting appeared in front of her, and she was engaged to Wen Cai a long time ago, so it was still hosted by Uncle Jiu himself.

Therefore, although Uncle Jiu liked it in his heart, he never said it out loud.As for whether literary talent is worthy of Shen Juxian, in Uncle Jiu's view, there is no doubt, and in the eyes of other practitioners, it is Shen Juxian who is high-ranking, not literary talent, a toad who wants to eat swan meat!
The night was getting darker and darker. Except for the braziers in the lively Renjia Town, basically no one went out, and they all hid at home.

Uncle Ninth started to burn the banknotes to the underworld. Qiusheng and Awei disappeared in the afternoon, and there was no news. Wencai was walking towards the theater stage in Zhenkou...

When Wencai rushed to the theater, the stage had already started. The people on the stage were wearing costumes and painted colorful faces. Some danced swords, some did somersaults, and some sang operas.

The only thing that was a little weird was that apart from these troupe members, there was no one else present, and the usually crowded theater was empty at this time.

However, the people in the troupe already knew that they were singing for ghosts, so they were not surprised. Although they were a little flustered, it was okay if they couldn't see anything, so it was just a normal rehearsal!
Moreover, the price of this kind of play is at least three times higher than the usual one, and there are red envelopes afterwards, so the whole theater troupe has gained a lot after coming down for one night.

Therefore, when the theater troupe saw Wen Cai walk into the theater, many people had expressions of astonishment on their faces.Someone wanted to speak in a low voice, but when they saw that Wen Cai was wearing a black robe and a silver mask, they didn't dare to speak immediately.

This is not a good person!

People in this era are still very simple, they don't feel what it means to be 'cool and handsome', and they are very resistant to exotic clothes, thinking that they are 'unrefined', and their hearts are still very simple.

Only Shen Juxian, looking at the figure of Wencai, was slightly lost in thought...

As soon as Wen Cai walked into the theater, he felt a strong yin energy covering the whole theater.

Although these yin qi are not even comparable to a gust of cool wind to him, it also shows that the ghosts in the theater have already arrived.As he poured mana into his eyes, the situation in the theater was immediately clear...

The small theater is full of ghosts, standing densely.Each of these ghosts has dull expressions on their faces, bloodless, their feet are off the ground, and their bodies are swaying. They are all ordinary wandering spirits, and they belong to the kind of existence that will make people retreat when they approach.

There are also a small number of fierce ghosts. These ghosts have sharp eyes and fierce eyes, and their bodies are solid, which is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

Behind the group of ghosts, the four ghost messengers looked solemn and looked around warily.

However, whether it was a ghost or a wandering soul, even if it was a ghost messenger, when Wen Cai walked into the theater, he couldn't help but take a step back, with a look of terror on his face.Especially those ghosts and wandering souls who were close to him let out shrill screams. They were injured by the vitality of Wen Cai's body. In severe cases, only one head remained, and they ran away in an instant.

This is because Wen Cai tried his best to restrain the blood in his body, otherwise, once Wen Cai's blood burst out, few of these ghosts and ghosts would be able to escape, and even the four ghosts would be seriously injured.

All the wandering souls and ghosts looked at Wencai in fear, with Wencai as the center, no ghosts approached within ten meters.

Wen Cai frowned, he didn't expect these ghosts to be so weak.He scanned the group of ghosts. Except for some ghosts, most of them were wandering spirits, and there were no higher-level ghosts.

"Isn't that ghost of the ghost king level here?" Wen Cai was a little surprised.

Although the four ghost messengers were terrified in their hearts, they were responsible after all, and Wencai was not without a foothold, so they were not afraid that Wencai would suddenly destroy them.

"I've seen the literary master."

One of the older ghost servants saluted Wen Cai, and the other three ghost servants followed closely behind.

There is no way, this is an unofficial uncle. It is said that he has not many years to live. Now the whole hell is worried that the other party will turn into a ghost, and the attitude and tone of the treatment are completely different.

Once such a character turns into a ghost, no one will be able to control him!

"Yeah." Wen Cai nodded lightly.

If before changing to Tengteng Town, Wen Cai would have given some face in both his heart and his behavior in the face of these underworld's evils.But now, perhaps because of his short lifespan, Wencai's personality has undergone a great change.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wencai has become indifferent and rebellious, and has become difficult to get along with.

But for Wencai himself, he just put aside those time-wasting modesty and politeness, and everything is focused on prolonging his own lifespan...

It is undeniable that the decisive side of Wencai's character has become even more decisive!

"Are all the ghosts who went to Renjia Town this time here?" Wen Cai asked.

"That's right, a total of 370 three, including Li Gui Thirteen and Wandering Soul 360, without a single mistake." The elder Guicha replied respectfully.

Wen Cai glanced at it, and it was true. It seemed that he was too careful this time.He nodded, turned around and left the theater, he didn't stay in the theater too much, it was rare to have a ghost festival, and let these ghosts have a good one.

If he stayed where he was, these ghosts would not have a good time.

Seeing Wencai leave, the elder Yincha let out a long sigh of relief.Not only him, but the other ghosts and ghosts also breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear in their hearts dissipated a lot.

"Okay, let's continue watching the show."

The elder errand said, and continued to guard behind with the other three errands.

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When Wencai was going to the theater, Qiusheng and Awei were sneaking with Ren Zhuzhu to the mass grave outside the town.

Ever since what happened to her grandfather Ren Tiantang, Ren Zhuzhu has become very curious about such ghostly things, and has been wanting to see them for a while.

However, Uncle Jiu is rigid and an elder, and his literary talent is serious and serious. Ren Zhuzhu dare not speak easily, so he can only target Qiu Sheng and A Wei, two other disciples of Uncle Jiu...

(End of this chapter)