I am your natural enemy

"Lao Meng, don't worry, if I want to take action, I will definitely only think of you!"

Wen Yan said a few words that Lao Meng liked to hear without hesitation.

Lao Meng felt a little relieved after hearing this. Isn't that what he wanted?

Moreover, when Wen Yan wants to buy any information, he can be the first to think of him. This is a huge improvement.

This time 80% of the time it will be a loss, forget it, just treat it as an early investment.

"Okay, just wait, I'll go check it out right now."

Wen Yan didn't ask Lao Meng how he checked. This was a secret. It was probably related to his profession as a wandering merchant. Otherwise, with Lao Meng's traveling style, there would be no way to check some things.

It is impossible to investigate purely by relying on personal connections. It must be a fraud.

He is not fooling Lao Meng. If Lao Meng is really good this time, he can get some information that the Lieyang Department of Nanwu County has not yet obtained and has not yet figured out.

Then he will get some good things he doesn't use and sell them to Lao Meng.

Originally, after the disaster was diverted, this matter had little to do with Wen Yan. Wen Yan just wanted a sense of security. After he felt a sense of security, he still had to pay attention when he should.

That woman was crazier than expected, and a dragon god was involved. He lived downstream, and he didn't want to see the final situation develop into a dragon god going crazy and playing a game of death.

The most important thing is that what he threw out was a fake, but the real thing was really still in his hands, and he hadn't figured out how to deal with it yet.

What's more, Wen Yan keenly discovered something today. The speed at which Liu Qiying obtained information was simply too fast.

With the comparison of Lieyang Department, he realized that the speed at which the other party obtained information was incredibly fast.

Until now, he has not come to see him again, nor has he paid attention to the little thief. He must have clearly known that the little thief was registered, and he even saw the process of Wen Yan recording it.

To say that money can make people go crazy, Wen Yan believes it.

But if Liu Qiying can do this, it must be more than just simple money making ability.

Either someone under her had the ability to peek into some low-confidential information in the Lieyang Department, or someone in the Lieyang Department told her the low-confidential information.

Wen Yan estimated that it was the latter. Feng Yao was now complaining to him in private that the Yuzhou Lieyang Department, under the leadership of the previous minister, was almost leaked out of the sieve.

Weizhou and Duanzhou are not as outrageous as Yuzhou.

It is said that after Cai Qidong came, he held great power and had absolute power over personnel. He was supported by the headquarters, so Yuzhou has restrained himself a lot.

Otherwise, the previous Lieyang Department of Nanwu County was exactly the same as the Xijiang River System. Each department worked independently and took care of its own affairs. The contents of the morning meeting would be spread outside during lunch.

There is no such thing now. With Cai Qidong's prestige and skills, it is not difficult to integrate the Lieyang tribe of Nanwu County.

In particular, when I first arrived, I was sent a large number of people, and after setting up a hygienic and clean office, the difficulty plummeted again.

It's a pity that Cai Qidong's time here is too short, and it is not easy to completely reverse the overall atmosphere.

So much so that even now, there are still people who dare to investigate some low-level confidentiality matters for outsiders.

Cai Qidong knew very well that if he asked the veterans in the Lieyang Department to investigate the Changfeng Group, as long as he sent more people and knew more than one person, after the meeting here, people over there might know about it.

Maybe, before the manpower arrangements were arranged, Liu Qiying came to the Lieyang Department's station by herself and took the initiative to explain some things, so that the Lieyang Department would divert its attention away from her.

With Liu Qiying's temperament, she would definitely be able to do such a thing.

If she is willing to step in and take the initiative to explain, based on the information Wen Yan has seen so far, it can be inferred that although she is a bit crazy, she has always had a good sense of proportion. She belongs to that kind. If she takes the initiative to explain and cooperate in doing something.

Even come up with some particularly important information.

After comprehensive consideration, the Lieyang Department will definitely not give excessive punishment, and maybe no one will be detained.

Wen Yan thought for a moment, and if Lao Meng could do anything this time, he would ask him to check on the CEO of Changfeng Group, otherwise he would always feel uneasy.

After putting away the materials, Wen Yan wandered to Pei Tugou's house. Pei Tugou went somewhere, and Jia Jinfeng was still helping his children with their homework.

This sister-in-law, who is usually very kind, is particularly worried that her daughter will not be able to keep up with her studies after she transfers to another school. Her daily routine is as high as her blood pressure.

Wen Yan didn't dare to get into trouble and was just teasing his son here.

The little bastard is growing very fast, his weight is increasing significantly every day, and he can eat and poop.

When feeding him, Wen Yan gave him a little bit of yang energy, and the little guy held the bottle and used all his energy to feed him.

"When you are this old in the future, don't be like your sister and specialize in treating low blood pressure."

Wen Yan lowered his voice and whispered it in his son's ear, regardless of whether the kid could understand or not.

Wen Yan had just finished eating, and when he sniffed his nose, he smelled the stench. He thought about it and tried to change the diaper and keep it clean.

He was doing it very seriously, but the little kid couldn't bear Wen Yan being so slow, so he started crying.

Jia Jinfeng rushed over, pulled Wen Yan aside, and dealt with it quickly with his hands and feet.

Wen Yan laughed dryly.

"Then come on, sister-in-law, and I will help my daughter with her homework."

After arriving in the little girl's room, within three minutes, Wen Yan and the little girl shared the same hatred.

"Forget Chinese, why is the score of this bird's song the same as Chinese!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too!" The little girl nodded repeatedly.

"I can tolerate mathematics. After all, it is a basic subject and is particularly important. Why is this bird singing!"

"Yes, yes." The little girl's eyes lit up, as if she had found a confidant, and finally had an enlightened adult.

"After all, in mathematics, if you don't know it, you just don't know it. It depends on your talent. It's normal for stupid people to not be able to learn it. But for this bird song, people who score 20 points on the math test can also memorize a few words."

"Yes, yes." The little girl continued to nod, but suddenly she felt something was wrong.

"I think you're just one point shy of passing math. You're not stupid. This bird's song is lower than your math score..."

The little girl stopped nodding, she started to feel a little doubtful.

"It's better to memorize the vocabulary a little bit. It's lower than your math score. I want to persuade your mother, but it's not easy to help you."

The little girl was a little reluctant, and Wen Yan was very familiar with that look.

I just felt a little autistic and had low self-esteem, and in the end I was even less willing to learn.

He smiled.

"If you pass the next exam, I will ask your dad to buy you a mobile phone."

"Forget it, the school won't let you take it, and my dad works very hard too." The little girl shook her head.

"Well, if you can pass all the subjects, your mother will have more time to take care of your younger brother. Your mother will have more time to take care of my younger brother. If I have more time, I will be able to make more money. Yes, I will give you one as a gift when the time comes. Is it reasonable?"

The little girl's CPU was about to burn out, and she couldn't figure it out for a moment. How could her test scores lead to this?

"Just work hard. If you don't get good grades or don't like it in the end, that's another matter. If your mother scolds you, I'll ask your father to block it for you."

Wen Yan looked at the little girl with blank eyes, laughed, turned and left.

When he was a child, for a period of time, he had a mentality similar to that of the little girl now. If he couldn't learn well, he didn't want to learn anymore, and he just wanted to go out and make money.

But later I realized that the habits developed and the will tempered were much more important than the results at the time.

Sitting in the classroom is much more relaxing than carrying someone's coffin in the middle of the night with skin on your shoulders.

He also hopes that the little girl understands that for her, the process may be much more important than the result.

She can't understand it logically. It's not as simple and crude as a mobile phone. Let her figure it out on her own.

The old lady was sitting in the living room, watching from a distance as Wen Yan fooled her granddaughter. Her granddaughter looked confused and doubtful about life. The old lady smiled so hard that her molars were exposed.

After Wen Yan left, the little girl looked solemnly and looked at the books on the table as if facing a formidable enemy. She finally gritted her teeth and started studying seriously.

I don’t know if he was motivated by the reward, or if he really didn’t want to admit that he was indeed stupid.

The old lady looked at her watch and saw that it had been more than five minutes. She nodded with satisfaction and left the living room.

The elderly don't know how to tutor homework, but they know attitude.

At night, after dinner, Wen Yan practiced boxing in the backyard again. This was the will he had honed through his cruelty.

He can focus on one thing, work hard at it, and it doesn't feel very hard.

After practicing boxing until midnight, Wen Yan went back to rest.

Early the next morning, as he had just finished breakfast and was about to go to work, he received a call from Qin Kun, saying that his uncle from the Seventh Master had come down the mountain and was coming to Yuzhou to take people to deal with the next matter.

One of the few remaining elders in Fuyu Mountain came in person, so of course Na Wen Yan had to go and meet him.

It just so happened that he also took the opportunity to go to the warehouse of Lieyang Department in Nanwu County to choose three things.

Before leaving, he took another look at Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu looked very good. Although his eyes were still a little dull, his body no longer looked gloomy. He could eat and drink, and his thin body felt a little better. Order meat.

There was nothing going on here, so Wen Yan bought a high-speed rail ticket and went straight to Yuzhou.

When we arrived at the Lieyang Department Headquarters in Nanwu County in Yuzhou, we saw that the place was styled like a district committee compound. There was an old man sleeping on a chair at the concierge. Wen Yan confirmed again and again that this was it.

"Nambu Lieyang Folk Culture and Archeology Special Operations Department."

The sign hanging next to it has clearly written words on it. Even this sign is not white with black characters, but a Nanwu County-specific stainless steel sign.

People here really like stainless steel.

Wen Yan stepped inside, and the old man who was leaning on a chair at the door and sleeping with his mouth slightly open still showed no reaction.

He just entered it, and it seemed no different from other units. The moment he entered the building, he felt the hair on his arms stand up. This place was much more dangerous than he thought.

As soon as he came in, he saw a field worker from the Lieyang Department, who looked at Wen Yan with some surprise.

"It's Decheng Wenyan, are you here to do something? Let's go, I'll take you to see the minister."

Wen Yan said politely, and tried to recall that he had never met this dear friend.

But seeing how enthusiastic the other party was, he just went along.

When I arrived at Cai Qidong's office, I saw Cai Qidong leaning on the boss's chair, holding a thermos cup, as if he hadn't woken up.

Wen Yan sniffed his nose and felt that the smell here was somewhat familiar.

"Minister, I'm going to pick up my seventh master uncle. Is there a car arranged here?"

"Yes, it's right down there. We'll leave in a moment. Are you going to pick things up now?"

"No, no, no, I'm mainly here to pick up people."

Cai Qidong raised his eyelids and sneered.

"It's not easy for you to come to Yuzhou."

"Minister, are you taking medicine?"

The smile on Cai Qidong's face faded instantly.

"Dehumidification herbal tea!"

"It's getting late. I'm afraid there will be a traffic jam. You should go quickly."

Wen Yan left the office. Cai Qidong lowered his head and sniffed the smell in the thermos cup. Feng Yao, a local, had confirmed that it smelled like some kind of herbal tea. Why could Wen Yan smell it and it wasn't herbal tea?

It can't be that Feng Yao is tricking him, right?

Wen Yan took the car arranged by Lieyang Department all the way to the airport.

After waiting for less than half an hour, I saw a fat old Taoist priest at the airport pick-up gate. His back was straight and he felt particularly stable when he stepped down step by step.

Behind the old Taoist priest followed a burly man with a sallow face, wearing big sunglasses, estimated to be close to two meters tall, and with arms thicker than Wen Yan's thighs.

At the first sight, Wen Yan felt a sense of oppression coming over him.

"Fu corpse (bronze-armored corpse)."

"The skin and flesh all over its body are like fine copper. It is hard but full of resilience. It is literally invulnerable. With the strength of a cow and a tiger, coupled with rich combat experience, it is definitely a humanoid monster in the literal sense."

"Be good, go and pay tribute to this great uncle."

Wen Yan strode forward, regardless of the looks of the people around him, and saluted solemnly.

"Wen Yan pays homage to the seventh master's uncle."

Then he adjusted his direction slightly and saluted the strong man.

"Meet my uncle."

Then he bowed to the people behind the two bosses.

"Greetings to all senior brothers and uncles."

The strong man, nearly two meters tall, stepped out from the crowd and slapped Wen Yan on the shoulder with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan.

Thick pressure, coupled with extremely strong mental pressure, seemed to him as if he saw the corpse lying like a giant, and he was about to slap him to death with one slap.

In his mind, the rising sun was shining, and Wen Yan immediately quietly inspired the yang energy in a piece of warm jade that he carried with him to bless himself. He remained motionless and took such a hard blow.

There was a muffled sound, Wen Yan's shoulders shook slightly, and he bowed again without changing his expression.

"Master-uncle, please forgive me, I have poor eyesight and didn't recognize who Master-uncle is."

Fu Shi felt the almost burning Yang Qi in Wen Yan's body and grinned.

"I'm good at boxing. I'm even more talented than Kun'er. I'm ranked eighth."

"I've met my uncle from the Eighth Master."

The uncle of the seventh master glared at the uncle of the eighth master and slapped his hand away.

"It's neither light nor heavy, and it doesn't look at the place."

The eighth master uncle smiled, but rarely replied.

His appearance is not too eye-catching except that he is a bit taller. With sunglasses on, most people wouldn't see anything special about him.

Unlike those with livid complexions or hairy bodies, it is basically impossible to come by plane.

The reason why he was able to fly this time was because his uncle, the seventh master, was taking him with him, and he was his uncle's partner, and he was also qualified, ranked, and had a title.

The uncle of the Seventh Master originally thought that since he came to Nanwu County, he would see when the time was right to meet Wen Yan.

Who would have thought that Wen Yan was so sensible that he came to pick him up at the airport without saying a word.

After getting in the car, Wen Yan sat with his uncle from the Seventh Master. He was still a little afraid of the Lieyang tribe in Nanwu County, where the people below would try to trick him into doing things, but after chatting for a few words, Wen Yan felt that he was overthinking.

The uncle of the Seventh Master came in person just to show his respect. The real people doing the work were the young senior brothers and the two uncles.

Although these people are not good at practicing martial arts and have average talent in cultivating Taoism, it does not mean that they are not good at other places. If they are allowed to do things, there will definitely be no problem.

Don't worry about this anymore. After Wen Yan chatted for a while, he started talking about going to the Lieyang Department warehouse to choose things.

"Uncle Seventh Master, you also know that I don't have much knowledge. I'm afraid I may not be able to see good things if they are put in front of me."

"I'm afraid that bitch Cai Qidong won't agree to my accompanying you."

Wen Yan pretended not to hear the first half of the sentence, and the driver in front of him also looked intently, pretending not to hear.

"Then how do I choose the right one? Even if I don't use it, wouldn't it be nice to take it back to honor the elders? I heard there are a lot of good things here."

"Hey, if there are any good things in the Lieyang Department of Nanwu County, you can go to Guanzhong County when you have time. There are a lot of good things there.

Guanzhong County is truly blessed. A branch of one county can suppress more treasures than the other counties combined.

If you really don’t know how to choose, just rely on your feeling.

Regardless of the age, if it is old, it may not be a good thing.

If you feel spiritual, it must be good. If you close your eyes and feel something that suits you, choose that one.

You keep it for yourself, we don’t lack those two things here. "

As the uncle of the seventh master said, he stretched out a hand and patted Wen Yan's forehead gently. Wen Yan suddenly felt that his eyesight went dark, but in the darkness, he could clearly sense that there was something there where the uncle of the seventh master was. There was bright light, and there was also bright light on the car behind.

"You feel it, right? This is how it feels. Don't rely on your eyes, use other methods."

"I understand." Wen Yan said thoughtfully.

This warehouse self-selection is actually a blind box opening. The upper limit may be far higher than the usual rewards, but the lower limit may also be very low, and useless things will be opened.

Halfway through the car's journey, the seventh master's uncle suddenly made a seal with his hand and stared in one direction.

Then, he took out a mobile phone from the cloth bag he was carrying.

"Hey, old guy, do you feel it?"

In the car behind him, Da Zhan took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes with pinpoint-sized pupils. He looked in one direction and sighed.

"It is said that there are many ghosts in Nanwu County, but I didn't expect it to be true. As soon as I arrived, I could feel someone summoning here... Hmm, is this a devil or a demon? I also forgot. I want to kill one of our little ones. Are disciples and grandsons a welcome gift?"