I am your natural enemy

When Prince Zhu talked about the first part, Wen Yan was still in the state of listening to the story, but when he talked about the last part, the more Wen Yan talked about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Prince Zhu, is this sword a sword that has killed a dragon? Is there a curse? If it is gathered together, it may be robbed if you get it?"

"It's a bit. Most people can't hold it, so after it breaks, they are scattered and sent out."

Wen Yan's face looked a little unhappy.

He remembered what King Guilong said when he identified the fragments last time.

It's related to the Dragon Clan, but it's not a curse, and it's just starting to revive.

He hadn't really connected those rusty fragments with the well-maintained hilt before.

Because the two things were actually put together, and there was no reaction, and they didn't seem to be connected.

But now, Wen Yan feels that 80% of them are really connected, maybe they were originally one.

This sword was indeed not cutting an ordinary dragon king, but directly cutting the dragon's veins.

The problem is getting worse...

Wen Yan touched the scales that had been hanging on his chest and thought to himself, good guy, no wonder these scales would actively extend their power to protect him. Just holding it might be dangerous.

The sword hilt may be okay and not that dangerous, but those rusty fragments, if they are sword blades, are indeed far more dangerous than the sword hilt.

"Prince Zhu, I seem to have obtained the remaining part of the sword."

Prince Zhu’s eyelids twitched.

"Sword blade?"

"A pile of rusty fragments. I guess, if nothing else, it should be the sword body."

“Those fragments back then were sent out one after another through various channels, and after seven voyages to the West, the fragments were thrown out, and they should have been spread all over the world long ago.

Even later, even the relevant records were burned to ashes in a fire.

Now no one knows where those things were sent. How could you get them? "

"I guess it's not all, but probably most of them. Some of them were collected by wandering merchants, and some were also collected by forces on the Europa side."

"That profiteer named Meng?"

"Yes, that's him. He just collected most of them and before they were warmed up, he was almost surrounded and killed. He didn't dare to ask for them anymore. I bought them all together with a lucky seal."

"Then did you feel anything was wrong?"

"Not recently, except for being a bit angry, but that's because I took too many medicines. On the way here, I met a suspicious person, so it's not really a big problem."

Prince Zhu looked at the hilt of the sword and sighed helplessly.

"The spiritual energy has revived. Some things cannot be stopped. The more we stop them, the worse the situation will become.

It's fine that you're fine, but don't give me the hilt.

I have no chance to pick up this sword, let alone the qualifications.

If you get it by chance and you're fine, then it's your turn to keep it. "

"Isn't it really bad luck?"

"If you deserve to be unlucky or cursed, you won't be able to show up well now. Others are not as lucky as you. If you can stop it, then it is your destiny."

Wen Yan stopped talking. He knew that it was not destiny that was in his hands, but that he had something to stop him.

It seemed that the scales King Guilong gave him were not shed scales. It was certainly not easy to just give him one.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and held the hilt of the sword, and indeed did not feel anything unusual.

Even the heart-protecting scales on the chest only gave off a warm feeling, and the power did not extend.

No wonder this thing is so well maintained. It is indeed different from the sword body. It is far less domineering and far less dangerous.

Seeing that Wen Yan seemed worried, Prince Zhu hesitated for a moment and then came up with a bad idea.

"If you are really worried and you don't want to deal with someone, just give it to him."

"Although Minister Cai is a bit dark, he is not that..."

"Who said you should give it to Cai Heizi? Although Cai Heizi has a dark heart, one thing is that he is indeed doing practical things. It is indeed not a good idea to trick him.

Keep the hilt of the sword yourself. As for the sword body, give it to whomever you have a grudge against. "

Wen Yan thought for a moment and found that he didn't seem to have any grudge against anyone. No wonder his life was getting more and more comfortable. It turned out that there were too few enemies and those who had grudges were all dead.

"I don't seem to have any enemies. All my enemies are dead..."

"..." Prince Zhu leaned back tactically, looked at Wen Yan, and suddenly laughed: "That's right, I don't know how you developed your temper. It's nothing like the people from Fuyu Mountain."

"How to say?"

"I heard Ji Laogui say that the disciples of Fuyu Mountain back then would challenge them all the way down the mountain.

Some people are broad-minded and if they are challenged, it doesn't matter if they lose.

But this may not be the case for some people, and they may become enemies if not done well.

Especially some people in Fuyu Mountain are very stiff.

If you are fighting against your peers, it will look like bullying.

If someone from the senior generation ends up, it will look like they are bullying the juniors from Buyeosan.

Why do you think Old Ghost Ji couldn't help but give you a blow as soon as he heard about Fuyu Mountain?

That day he was beaten hard by the 16th Patriarch of Buyeo Mountain..."

Wen Yan felt weird after hearing what Prince Zhu said. He felt that Ji Laogui was a bit awkward. On the one hand, he held grudges, but on the other hand, he had cheated him. How could he still think about drinking with him?

"Do you feel why he gave you a blow and then thought about it?"

"yes."

"Because the Sixteenth Patriarch is one of the few Fuyu disciples who is alone and does not have Da Jiang with him.

Ji Laogui said he was dissatisfied, but he was actually convinced.

Because the Sixteenth Patriarch of Fuyu Mountain is recognized as the strongest one after the Thirteenth Patriarch of Fuyu.

Being beaten by such a person is not a shameful thing.

Otherwise, how do you think I know?

Ji Laogui didn't say it himself.

Don't be shy, he is actually bragging about himself through the 16th Patriarch of Buyeo.

Being able to save his life from the hands of the 16th Patriarch of Buyeo and now being able to recover is indeed worthy of bragging. "

Speaking of this, Prince Zhu lowered his voice.

"Actually, few people know that the Sixteenth Patriarch of Fuyu was still young when he beat him, and it was still early for him to become the headmaster. Don't mention this to Ji Laogui."

Wen Yan couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

The small talk was almost over, Prince Zhu thought about it again and again, and gave a solemn warning.

"I got news before that there is also the Heavenly Master at the headquarters of the Lieyang Department, and they have almost come to a conclusion.

Now it should be ready to start, or the next stage of spiritual energy recovery has begun.

The next stage is related to ghosts.

I actually don’t really like celebrating my birthday, and it’s not an integer number of years, so what’s the point of messing around with it?

But this time, there will be a lot of ghosts coming, please get to know them more.

There is a familiar face and a bit of friendship, so if something happens in the future, it will be easy to talk to him.

After all, you know that ghosts have their own obsessions, but unlike demons, they are not easy to unite.

I see, most of the time the Sun Division will have to fight against the Yin Souls.

I don’t really want to see this scene, but I also know that it is 80% inevitable.

There's not much I can do. I just use the birthday banquet to say goodbye to some people who are willing to give me face.

Let them not have any inappropriate ambitions and just don't cause big troubles.

As for other ghosts, I really can't control them. "

"Prince Zhu is loyal." Wen Yan cupped his hand.

Being able to do this is already the limit.

Wen Yan also knows that there are many ghosts with deep obsessions that cannot be persuaded.

After coming out of Prince Zhu's tea room, Wen Yan quietly came to Ji Laogui's guest room. He was quite envious of Ji Laogui's method of adding wine.

…

Shen Zijun found the grave walker and gave him a handful of incense.

"I have something I would like to ask your help for."

"You say."

"I want to re-walk the way that Brother Wen came here to see if I can encounter a ghost. This is very important to me."

"Ah...this..."

"Thank you. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you."

"I can't make the decision. I have to ask Prince Wang and Brother Wen for instructions."

"Forget it, don't bother Prince Zhu anymore..."

Shen Zijun shook his head, turned and left.

After he left, he took out a paper crane, and a wisp of breath he held in one hand fell into the paper crane.

The paper crane flapped its wings and flew up. He came to a barren tomb and stamped his feet. The tomb cracked open, revealing a dark hole.

The paper crane flew in front, and he followed behind, entering the barren grave and walking along the path. After a while, he came to a road.

Shen Zijun looked at the avenue and the countless ghosts on it, and gasped in shock.

“It’s indeed the underworld.

Sure enough, only on the road to death can ghosts appear.

When did this underworld appear? "

Shen Zijun followed Zhihe and stepped onto the avenue. Feeling the strong Yin energy here, there was also a sense in the dark that guided him forward. He immediately kept his mind and followed Zhihe.

I don't know how long it took, but he arrived at Lao Zhao's house on the path and walked out of the basement. He didn't leave Lao Zhao's villa and immediately set foot on the path again.

…

In the headquarters of the Lieyang Department, the head of the headquarters was having a video chat with the Heavenly Master.

"What do you think, Master Tian?"

“It’s better to block it than to open it up, and it can’t be blocked.

The consequences of forced blockade will be like Fengdu. It will take hundreds of years to eliminate most of them, and the impact cannot be completely eliminated even now.

The beginning and focus this time is definitely in the south.

The Kingdom of Shadows is located between Nanwu County and Luoyue County, and Nanwu County has already had an intersection leading to the underworld. It cannot be blocked, it can only be guided.

I can only say that I was lucky because the intersection was not big and it was in Decheng.

In the future, when Decheng expands to the north, that is the center of the city. With its huge popularity, luck, and yang energy, it will definitely be enough to suppress it.

The Dragon Mother Archway is also in Decheng.

I can only say that I was very lucky.

Today's development has been much smoother than expected.

That place, without us rashly interfering, is already inhabited by humans, ghosts, demons, zombies, demon kings, Taoist priests, professionals, all kinds of weird and weird things.

No matter what happens next, we can only guide and channel. "

The head of the headquarters looked at the slightly tired face of the old Heavenly Master and expressed concern.

"There is no need for Heavenly Master to guard the sea of ​​clouds every day, so Heavenly Master should rest more."

"It doesn't matter, my body and bones can last for another ten years at least. You'd better pay more attention to where the signs are."

"Okay, I have sent people to focus on places related to ghosts."

…

In the dark night of Decheng City, deliverymen are still riding small electric donkeys, shuttling through various streets and alleys.

The rider brother got the takeaway and took a look at it. Hey, he ordered a lot this time. He ordered more than a hundred.

He arrived at the villa area with ease, came to the door of Wen Yan's house, hung the takeaway on the door, then took the fifty yuan pressed with bricks next to him and shouted inside.

"The takeout has arrived. I wish you a pleasant meal. If you have any questions, please call me."

He got on the electric donkey and left at a normal speed. Over time, he got used to it.

He didn't care who he gave it to. Last time he seemed to see an owl and a child in ancient costume with blue-white skin, he could pretend not to see anything.

As long as the money is real, then he will not look or hear or say anything, and adhere to professional ethics.

The day before yesterday, he was delivering food to a customer. The customer showed up in a vacuum, his eyes were as charming as silk, and he was clearly trying to seduce him. He could silently recite the professional code, turn around and leave, and he would never get into this kind of trouble.

After leaving the villa area, he took out the money and looked at it. Even the number was connected to the last time. Come on, there must be no problem.

One trip can equal a dozen or so regular trips, so what else do you need for a bike?

When I arrived at the charging station, I changed the battery. As soon as I picked up my phone, there was a new notification on my phone, another large order of more than 100 yuan.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he immediately grabbed the order, but when he saw it, he was twenty kilometers away from the customer.

But looking at the delivery fee shown below, it turns out to be more than 50, and the note is that it must be delivered, and you must bring tableware. If it is delivered, you will be rewarded with an extra 50. If it is not delivered, you will complain.

He hesitated for a moment, then put the phone away without pushing it out. After delivering this order, he could almost go to bed early today.

Once the money was in place and the customer's demands were not excessive, I would accept them.

If you ask for takeout delivery, what kind of request is this?

When he went to the store to get the takeaway, he looked at the battery level displayed on the electric car. It was not a big problem to run forty kilometers.

As we headed north, out of the city, we went further and further away, the roads became narrower and narrower, and the surrounding street lights were gone.

He turned on his car lights and rode his electric bike along the path.

Not long after, I saw a road ahead, and there seemed to be many people on the road.

When he got closer and saw clearly, his hand reluctantly pressed the brake.

His face was pale, and he looked stiffly at the "people" on the road ahead. Each of the "people" with blank expressions and different shapes was moving forward along the road.

Some have crooked heads, a big wound on their necks, some have half of their skulls missing, and some have their intestines disemboweled, holding their own internal organs in their hands...

It doesn't look like a living person anyway.

The little brother froze in place, looking at the mobile phone clipped on the handlebar. The navigation route was to take the road ahead, in the same direction as these people.

Just when he was at a loss, there was a message prompt. After he clicked on it, he saw the customer sending him a message asking when he would arrive and reminding him to bring tableware.

Then, he was reminded that someone had tipped him fifty yuan.

There is also a reminder in red font below: Please be sure to deliver the order after you receive it!

The little brother froze in place, seeing that no one on the road in front of him paid any attention to him, they were all walking forward on their own. He also felt that giving up now would not lead to any good results.

He read the employee handbook silently again, adhering to professional ethics and having a 100% positive review rate. He couldn't just let it go. He had never been deducted money for negative reviews, and he couldn't deduct it this time either.

After closing his eyes and cheering himself up, he rode his electric bike onto the road.

The surroundings were so cold that he felt chilly all over, but he gritted his teeth and held on, riding the bike, watching the navigation, and kept moving forward.

I don't know how long it took, but the navigation reminded him that he was near the customer.

He looked forward and saw a handsome man in ancient costume sitting on the ground only one meter away by the roadside, holding a mobile phone in his hand. There was an origami crane hovering above his head.

The little brother didn't even dare to get out of the car. He looked at the notification on his phone and found that he was indeed at the right place.

One hand was on the switch, the other hand was holding the meal and handed it out.

"Is this the meal you ordered?"

…

Shen Zijun knew that he underestimated the risks of the underworld and overestimated his abilities.

With the help of his own ability, he captured a wisp of breath and turned it into a flying crane that guided the way. However, he did not expect that the paper crane that guided the way turned out to be a one-way ticket. When he came back, it would not be useful.

When he discovered this, he did not dare to embark on the road to death, but there was no turning back.

There is no turning back if you take this path.

He did not turn back, but looked back before boarding the road. At that moment, everything around him disappeared and turned into boundless wilderness. He stood in the middle of the wilderness and could feel nothing around him.

But the phone still worked, but there was no signal. Then he tried for who knows how long, and found out that he could order takeout from a restaurant. He decisively ordered takeout, and then a rider actually took the order.

However, it took too long, so long that he couldn't help but reward and urge him.

Before he could even wait for the meal, his reason and consciousness began to gradually collapse here.

In the end, I could only sit there and wait for death, and my consciousness gradually began to fade away...

Suddenly, he saw a rider appear on the avenue. His face was obviously pale with fright, but he still handed the meal to him.

"Is this the meal you ordered?"

Shen Zijun stared blankly at the meal in front of him, which was his favorite roast goose.

He opened the meal and looked at it.

"Didn't you bring utensils?"

"It's in there. I specially picked up an extra portion."

"How can I eat without utensils? Should I eat with chopsticks?"

I'm starting to break out in a cold sweat. Damn it, how do I know you don't use chopsticks to eat?

Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Shen Zijun's eyes across from him were a little dull, but anger began to appear on his face, and the little brother could hardly resist the urge to run.

He fumbled around in his pocket and suddenly touched a lighter. He had an idea and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He took out three cigarettes, lit them, and stuck them on the rice.

He remembered that it seemed to be food for Ah Piao, and that was how it was done.

Because when he went to deliver food to the villa area, he saw a plate of plain-cut chicken at the door of a house with an incense stick on it.

"Is...is it like this? This is how we use incense, yes, that's it."

Shen Zijun's face was dull and his eyes were a little distracted. Looking at the three cigarettes on the roast goose, he was completely confused.