I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan naturally knew that it was definitely not a coincidence that the car almost overturned and his head was almost shot by a steel bar today.

Even if he carefully looked at the guardrail next to him and looked at the scene of the car accident, there was really no trace of man-made damage, so he didn't think it was a coincidence.

The curator stood on the side of the road, waiting for someone to pick him up and have his car taken away.

Wen Yan was also waiting nearby. Things were coming to an end. He might not be able to escape even if he wanted to, so he might as well see what was going on.

A Piao actually dared to sit on the roof of the car when the sun was almost rising. This was not normal in itself.

Of course, this is not a big deal. It will only become more and more common for hearses to pull Ah Piao, and everyone is actually not surprised.

As long as it doesn't hurt anyone, it's easy to say anything. It's not an embarrassing thing to treat Ah Piao to a stick of incense.

Wen Yan knew that his car accident must have something to do with that Ah Piao, and he had to take a look no matter what.

The crashed car was pulled away, and after waiting for another ten minutes, a new car arrived and took the director and Wen Yan to the door of the funeral home.

The previous hearse was also parked outside the funeral home. There was a parking space for the hearse in the corner. Behind the parking space was the side entrance to the funeral home.

This door is either for living people, specially for hearses, or for dead people.

That Ah Piao was still sitting on the roof of the hearse, bent over and sitting there feebly.

As soon as Wen Yan arrived, he keenly noticed blood drops on the ground, fresh blood.

He did not enter the funeral parlor, but waved to the young man at the concierge and asked him to come.

"What happened just now?"

"Hey, Brother Wen, what did you see?" The concierge guy was a little nervous.

"There's blood on the ground, it's still fresh, of course I can see it."

"Uh..." The concierge guy breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the hearse in the distance.

"I just sent a client to see me. When I got out of the car, I didn't notice that I cut my head. It just looked a little serious. In fact, it was just a broken skin. I just sent him for stitches. It's not a big problem."

"driver?"

"No, the person following the car."

Wen Yan looked at Ah Piao sitting in the hearse again, and frowned slightly. If he met Ah Piao, who was harmful to others, he would definitely not be able to ignore it.

How long does this take? Half an hour at most.

He and the curator were hit by steel bars in front of them, and the people following the hearse cut their heads and were bleeding.

He took out the cell phone issued by Lieyang Department and took a picture of A Piao sitting in the hearse, full of resentment.

The moment he was photographed, Ah Piao, who had his head hanging down, immediately raised his head and looked at Wen Yan.

The resentment on his body was flickering, like the tentacles of an evil god, constantly dancing, and some even extended towards Wen Yan.

However, before the resentment could get closer, Wen Yan felt that the Jie E Shui Guan Lun on his right hand suddenly shone brightly.

A glimmer of light flashed past, as if something was blocked back.

But the other party's resentment was clearly far away from him.

Wen Yan was a little surprised. This official urn for resolving calamities was a treasure given by heaven, and it was a unique existence.

It can only be given once and cannot be given to others again.

Like other Taoist priests, the one who can be given the urn if appropriate is called the urn of the goddess of relief.

How powerful and mysterious they are, these are actually directly related to the Taoist priest himself, and the former is not necessarily stronger than the latter.

Just like the Water Official Urn for Solving Disasters, it only has one basic function when it falls into Wen Yan's hands.

The most basic function is that it does not require him to practice Taoism or chant sutras at all. He can use it directly without knowing anything.

If a Taoist priest is taught to understand the misfortune goddess Lu, the strength he can exert will far exceed that of Wen Yan, who is in charge of the misfortune water official.

Wen Yan has always regarded it as a disaster-relieving water official, which only has a basic feature of not drowning.

Unexpectedly, he found this Jiehe Shuiguan Lun today, which seemed to help him block something that he couldn't see.

Wen Yan raised his head and looked at Ah Piao. Ah Piao and Wen Yan looked at each other. At this time, they seemed to realize that Wen Yan could see him.

Ah Piao was startled and shrunk into the hearse.

Wen Yan lowered his head and looked at the back of his right hand. The Jie E Shui Guan Lu, which was usually invisible, was shimmering and covering his hand.

As he walked towards the hearse, a voice came from behind.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

As soon as Wen Yan turned around, he showed a look of surprise.

It turned out to be Qing Xuzi.

Uncle Seventh Master said before that Qing Xuzi was here, and he thought Qing Xuzi was still thinking about his son.

Unexpectedly, there was no sign of Qing Xuzi within a three-kilometer radius around his home.

Today, I met Qing Xuzi at the entrance of the funeral home.

Qing Xuzi felt a little embarrassed when he saw Wen Yan.

Last time, he was really happy to see Wen Yan's son, who was still nursing and had already built the foundation of the spiritual platform.

No matter why this happened, even with outside help, if he could build the spiritual platform Taoist foundation at such a young age, he must be a unique talent that is rare to see in a thousand years.

If you encounter this and don't enter the Taoist sect, you will simply be punished by God.

Unfortunately, he was overly surprised and looked like he was about to kidnap the child. He was also caught by the people from Fuyu Mountain and called him a monster, but he could only pinch his nose and bear it.

This matter is indeed a bit unclear.

Now that he met Wen Yan in Decheng again, Qing Xuzi felt guilty for no reason. Before Wen Yan could say anything, he straightened his face and sang.

"What a coincidence, Lord Wen is here."

"I work here, but Taoist Master Qingfeng, why did he happen to appear at the door of my workplace again?"

"..."

Qing Xuzi was extremely embarrassed. Wen Yan called him a fake name to deceive people. Now he was at the door of Wen Yan's work unit. This was really hard to explain.

"Poor Qingxuzi, Master Wen has forgotten that I am chasing that Ah Piao this time, and it really is not for anything else."

"What else?"

"..."

Qingxuzi had never felt so embarrassed before. He couldn't explain it clearly, and he couldn't explain why he had a criminal record.

Seeing that Qing Xuzi was extremely embarrassed, Wen Yan immediately showed a smile and stepped forward to greet him.

"I met Taoist Priest Qingxuzi, and I was just joking with him. I hope Taoist Priest won't be offended.

I'm about to collect that Ah Piao. What's so special about this Ah Piao that the Taoist Master can come after him personally? "

"I don't know much about this, I just know that this Ah Piao is a bit dangerous."

"He killed a lot of people?" Wen Yan asked.

"It should be true that he will not take the initiative to harm others, but those who come close or whose auras conflict may encounter mishaps.

Because of this, Pindao came here for a run and chased her for a long time, and finally caught up with her again today. "

"The Taoist Master can even chase him down?" Wen Yan was a little surprised. Although Qing Xuzi was a bit different, he was still a man of real ability. He was able to chase down a Piao and lost him.

"It was luck that made me catch up, not human effort."

Wen Yan thought for a while, and then talked about what he had just encountered, as well as the hearse and the people in the car. His head was bruised and bloody.

Qing Xuzi nodded.

"You and the curator have too strong auras, especially you, and your yang energy is too strong. Even if you don't mean any harm, ordinary Piao cannot bear your yang energy.

Because you force him too much, passing him at such a close distance will definitely arouse a reaction.

It's like two auras colliding. The one with the biggest reaction is definitely not the bigger one.

The big one may not feel anything at all, but the small one may have already blown up.

As for you being in a car accident and almost getting injured, it's probably because you've been having bad luck recently.

As for the other person, with this Ah Piao sitting on his head, he suffered a bloody disaster. He only had his skin broken, but he was already tough enough. "

Wen Yan nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Indeed, if he was lucky, he would not fall into the underworld and almost never come back.

Just listening, he suddenly felt that something was not right.

This doesn't seem like what Qing Xuzi said.

"Why did the Taoist priest start using horoscopes to talk?"

“This explanation is the most appropriate and easiest to understand.

In terms of numerology, this Ah Piao is carrying bad luck.

If nothing else, it should be the luck of the year and the luck of the broom.

He may not have any malicious intentions, but he can't control it and can't control it.

Therefore, Pindao wanted to take him away to prevent him from harming others and himself, causing catastrophe. "

Wen Yan thought about it for a moment and said to himself, "I really found a special Ah Piao. Are you happy to see Hunter Xin?"

He said this to save face. He was considered a senior after all, so he didn't ask.

As soon as Qing Xuzi saw Wen Yan's expression, he roughly guessed what Wen Yan was thinking, and he couldn't explain it...

People in Qingcheng play with Ah Piao every day, and this is what they are best at. If you come to chase a special Ah Piao, no one knows what you want to do.

If the imperial concubine is a Piao who is blessed with good luck and fortune, just think about it and you will know that even if he is not good at fighting or anything else, he can still disgust his opponent to death.

Qing Xuzi sighed secretly, I am afraid that the impression he gave people could never be changed.

"You guys stand back and I'll handle it."

Wen Yan retreated a little and retreated to the curator's side.

"Director, you have also heard that what happened today is not my fault. There is really a broom star coming."

The curator hesitated to speak, wanting to say that if there was a broom star, it must have been because of your coming.

When you weren't here, nothing happened in the unit. If the luxury stove had to be turned on, it was just a matter of following the procedures of the Lieyang Department.

When you arrived, so many things happened at the door without even entering.

I don't want to be superstitious either.

I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't say that, so the curator gave a few perfunctory words.

"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with you."

Wen Yan's face turned dark and he couldn't explain. How could he explain such a thing? He couldn't explain it clearly.

He took out his mobile phone, transferred the photo he just took to the database, and ran it through the database.

Ah Piao's appearance has changed from what it was before her death. If the change is too big, it will be difficult to match her.

There were quite a few matches here, and he checked the ones that were confirmed to be dead.

Immediately there were only two left. He judged it with his naked eyes and confirmed one of them.

This Ah Piao's name was Hao Mingyang, a native of Luoyue County, and he died half a month ago.

The cause of death was that a piece of porcelain that fell off the exterior wall hit his head. When he was sent to the hospital, he had already begun to suffer from rigor mortis.

And this matter has also been investigated, and there is no human factor at all. It is just a pure accident.

This is not the first or second time that the porcelain tiles on the outer wall of the building have fallen off. It’s just that nothing happened before, and it hasn’t been rectified. It’s still wrangling.

This Hao Mingyang was also unlucky. He had worked hard to start a small business. He had lost money continuously before and his life was miserable. Last year, he got on the right track and saved money. When he was about to buy a house, he suddenly encountered an unexpected disaster and died unexpectedly.

Judging from the current information, there is indeed nothing more detailed.

This guy was an ordinary person before, with no criminal record, no bad records, bank records, consumption records, and nothing abnormal.

Even if there are consumption records in some entertainment venues, more than 100, it is estimated that it is just a normal pinch, no big problem.

Wen Yan was reading information here, while Qing Xuzi held a whisk in one hand, took out a dark wooden box with the other, and came to the side of the hearse.

"Businessman, don't hide anymore. I know you don't mean to harm anyone. It's just that you have a broomstick fortune that comes with you, and you can't control it.

Go back with Pindao. Pindao will try his best to suppress your destiny, at least not to let you hurt others again.

Only by accumulating yin virtues in the future will there be a day of liberation.

Now, if you continue to avoid it, you will only sink deeper and deeper, and sooner or later there will be no room to look back. "

Hao Mingyang, who was full of resentment in the hearse, with a mournful face and a bitter look on his face, slowly floated out of the hearse.

Even though it was already sunrise time, he was not affected at all. He just stood there hunched over and feebly.

Qingxuzi breathed a sigh of relief, holding the black wooden box in one hand, holding a talisman in the other hand, and chanting something in a low voice.

Hao Mingyang turned into phantoms and fell into the black wooden box.

After covering the wooden box, Qing Xuzi immediately affixed a talisman to seal the wooden box.

"Taoist Priest, how should we deal with this?"

"Bring it back to Qingcheng and place it under the statue of the god. While chanting sutras every day, let him be nurtured every day, resolve his grievances, and resolve his luck."

After Qing Xuzi finished speaking, he saw a wisp of black energy emerging from the quiet wooden box, and the talisman attached to the wooden box suddenly cracked.

"It's normal for him to be resentful. I read from the information that he had suffered for so many years. He finally paid off his debts and saved some money, but then something unexpected happened. Everyone must be resentful."

"Hey, have you found his information? Can you let Pindao take a look?"

Wen Yan handed the phone to Qing Xuzi. Qing Xuzi looked at the information and started counting with one hand.

Wen Yan was a little curious, Qing Xuzi still had this ability?

Fortune telling in the eyes of ordinary people is actually a high-end skill that is extremely difficult to get started with.

Qing Xuzi glanced at Wen Yan who was about to speak but hesitated.

"Don't look at it, I don't know how to tell fortunes."

"Then Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

"Look at his birth date, look at when and how he died, and figure out why he became like this."

"Oh, it turns out I'm telling Ah Piao's fortune."

Qing Xuzi frowned as he calculated.

"That's not right. He wasn't rich before, but he wasn't so poor that he had to beg for food. He owed a lot of debt and paid it off. He also saved a lot of money. Logically speaking, his fortune was good.

Even if he dies due to a sudden misfortune, and his resentment turns into a piao, it is far from being a year of luck and a broom star.

This is still a thousand miles away.

Even when he was alive, he had nothing to do with his luck. "

"Please tell me something I can understand." Wen Yan half understood.

"It means something is wrong, something very wrong."

"It's not the right way to die, isn't it?"

"I can't even explain it, it's just something very wrong."

"Should I ask someone to help me check again?"

"Thank you."

Wen Yan called Feng Yao. It involved people from Luoyue County. It was more reliable to go to Feng Yao than to go directly to the minister Cai Qidong. Feng Yao had a lot of dealings with the Lieyang Department of Luoyue County.

Of course, more importantly, he couldn't go to Cai Qidong for everything, and he had just choked Cai Qidong.

"It's like this. Please help me investigate. There is an Ah Piao at the door of the funeral parlor."

"It's from Luoyue County. I just found it. I'll send you a photo so you can get it."

"Just see if there is anything different from what is recorded in the data."

"I am here with Taoist Priest Qingxuzi from Qingcheng. I came to collect him personally and said that something was very wrong with him."

"Have you found it? Yes, the one I found is him, Hao Mingyang."

As Wen Yan talked about this, the talisman that had just cracked suddenly burst apart, and the resentment in the wooden box spurted out.

The resentment was several times stronger than before, and it was still rising.

A shadow flew out and directly exploded the wooden box. Hao Mingyang fell to the ground from inside. The resentment on his body was like substance, turning into tentacles and spreading in all directions.

atmosphere.

The trees outside the funeral home swayed in the wind and fell onto the high-voltage wires. With a sizzling sound, some branches were ignited and fell.

In just a few seconds, the wind blew the flames and fell into a car in the corner of the parking lot. The car was suddenly ignited for some reason.

Pedestrians in the distance were frightened. As soon as they turned around, they tripped over the curb.

A car, obscured by the falling leaves, rushed onto the sidewalk.

There was also a creaking sound from the door of the funeral home. As the wind blew, a sign swayed back and forth, and the rusty and corroded link below was disconnected with a click.

In less than ten seconds, the place became a mess.

And Hao Mingyang fell to the ground, his grimace turned into anger, and black energy surged in his eyes.

Qing Xuzi was shocked.

I don’t understand why Hao Mingyang, who was willing to follow him just now, suddenly became like this.

Qing Xuzi's face was solemn, and when he was thinking about how to suppress this guy with a broom and a lucky star, Wen Yan was already rash.

Wen Yan stretched out his right hand, looked at his face, and pushed Hao Mingyang to the ground.

The JieE Shui Guan on the back of his hand was blooming with brilliance, resisting a power that even Wen Yan could not see.

"Be honest and don't force me to kill you."

Hao Mingyang was pushed to the ground, and the yang energy in Wen Yan's body exploded, like a scorching sun pressing on him, making him unable to move.

Hao Mingyang's resentment continued to grow. After being pinned to the ground, he regained some consciousness.

He had a grimace on his face, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and he shouted in frustration.

"I don't want to be suppressed under the idol."

"I'm not Hao Mingyang either."

Hiss, it's a huge temperature drop. It dropped 20 degrees in one day. It's so cold. Please keep warm.