I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan burst out laughing when he saw this book.

This fellow Tufuzi knows a lot. He didn't even ask where the burial scripture was, but this guy had already told him where it was.

Seeing this, if we just follow the method mentioned by Tufuzi to remove the statue, that would be the end of it.

If the tomb owner feels that it is suitable and is satisfied with the process, he will hand over the burial scripture to the visitor.

Wen Yan cupped his hands in front of the tombstone.

"Thank you. I took the things. You can rest assured."

When I came here, I also took some things as offerings to the tomb owner. Now there is a plastic bag left, just in time to take away the human leather book.

Wen Yan has now concluded from experience that it is best not to pick up strange things directly.

Even if the prompt doesn't say what will happen if you take it, there might be something wrong with it.

He glanced at the prompt.

“Human skin book.

The books made from the backskins of former tomb robbers, with their pain and resentment, record one version of the burial scriptures intact and cannot be changed.

Anyone who robs a tomb with this book will bear the curse of death.

Find a grave for someone to bury, so that they can rest in peace and you will be blessed. "

Wen Yan put the human-skin book in a plastic bag and took it away.

Now he probably understood why the Tufuzi was robbing tombs and helping people look after tombs at the same time. The main idea was clearly that each was his own.

After Wen Yan left, the tomb owner's family continued to burn incense and paper, told the tomb owner the situation, and before leaving, let the children at home eat some offerings.

The tomb owner was very satisfied with the result. He actually didn't want to hold on to the book that he hadn't read either. People were dead because he was afraid of hurting his family members who were still alive.

Wen Yan was very particular about his work, so he followed the agreement and sent the book out to fulfill the agreement.

When Wen Yan returned home, he received a call from Grandma Fox, saying that the little red fox would be arriving soon, but the person who delivered it did not dare to go near Wen Yan's house, so Wen Yan asked Wen Yan to pick it up.

When Wen Yan arrived at the place, he saw an RV parked there. The driver was a fat man with dark circles under his eyes. When he saw Wen Yan, he immediately got out of the car and smiled calmly.

"Brother, it turns out to be you."

The fat driver bent his waist and grinned as flatteringly as he wanted.

"I was traveling by car and dropped the little fox off on the way. If I had known it was you, big brother, here, I would have prepared more things..."

Wen Yan looked at the fat man. Isn't this guy a bit too flattering?

"Who are you?"

"It's me, brother. Brother saved me from Boss Tao last time."

The fat driver's head shook, and a fat panda's head flashed away.

"Uh, it turns out it's you..."

To be honest, Wen Yan really didn't think of asking about the follow-up situation, mainly because he had experienced what happened during that period several times, and his mind was already a bit confused, and it was later divided into ten thousand lines, so he couldn't I won't think about such unimportant things.

"Why did you get here?"

"The place where the Lieyang Department placed me has food and drink, but now that I stay in the same place, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Then, after I signed the agreement, I asked for nothing but an RV.

Now I drive around by myself and feel much more comfortable when I move. "

"It's going well..."

Wen Yan didn't ask any more questions. Since the Lieyang Department released the people and gave them a RV, if Grandma Fox was willing to let this guy give the little fox away, there would definitely be no problem.

When Wen Yan came to the carriage, he saw a box covered with cloth. When he opened the cloth, he saw that the little fox was pitifully locked inside.

The fat driver added quickly from the side.

“I didn’t do this, it was like this when Grandma Fox gave it to me.

He also specifically told me not to let him out halfway.

He said that this guy cares about eating and not fighting. If he were not afraid that he would trouble you after breaking his legs again, he would break his legs before bringing him back.

Grandma Fox specifically asked me to convey this to you. If he dares to leave the confines of your home, you will beat him to death. "

The little fox listened pitifully and didn't dare to refute.

This Pangda was very cautious and conveyed everything verbatim.

Wen Yan looked at the little fox, a little shocked.

"What mistake did you make again? Did your leg get broken again?"

"No... really not. I have been very good recently. My legs have just grown, so I really didn't do anything." The little fox felt a little aggrieved. This time he really didn't do anything.

Last time, three of his legs were broken, and it was hard for him to even play with his mobile phone. Now he has really learned to be cautious.

Yes, after returning home, he had another leg broken, and he didn't dare to ask why.

Otherwise, this time when grandma sent him, he didn't ask anything and was obedient.

Wen Yan looked at the little fox and thought of what Grandma Fox had said about Hu Laosan, and he probably understood why Grandma Fox was so strict with the little fox.

Not only was he afraid that he would go astray, but he was also afraid that he would be taken advantage of by others and even lose his life.

Wen Yan couldn't say anything about other people's affairs.

After returning home with the little fox, he opened the box and let the little fox out. Wen Yan looked at the somewhat reserved little fox and asked.

"Do you know why your grandma sent you here like this?"

"There must be some serious trouble. I'm afraid I'm in danger..." the little fox answered honestly.

"Did you see it too?"

"Well, my grandma went to grab eggs. She has never taken a taxi..."

"It's best if you understand. From now on, you are not allowed to leave this house or go to the basement. When will you be able to figure out why your grandma asked me to let you go to the front and backyard."

The little fox nodded. He really hasn't figured it out yet, but he just roughly understands that it is safer here.

But since his grandma did this and Wen Yan asked this, it must not be just this reason.

Wen Yan let the little fox do some activities at home, while Wen Yan went to the basement.

It is another stone sculpture that is very similar to the stone sculpture of the beast.

Wen Yan put it away, then took out a box and put the book in the box.

I was originally going to put it in the drawer of my grandma's altar table, but I thought it was somewhat unlucky.

He just put it in the drawer under the unnamed memorial tablet.

After lighting the incense, Wen Yan looked at the nameless tablet.

"I provide you with delicious food and drink, and you can help guard it. It's not a problem, right?"

He muttered something, and after seeing the aroma curling up and seeing nothing unusual, he left with peace of mind.

In the living room on the first floor, the sparrow cat was lying on the sofa, looking at the little fox who was getting more and more nervous with a slumped face. After looking at it seriously for a long time, he nodded firmly.

"Don't be nervous. I've thought about it carefully. There doesn't seem to be anyone who eats fox in my family. By the way, what do you usually eat?"

"I...I can do anything."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want it, the ones who can do it are the hardest to serve. Be more specific."

"Then...chicken? Or dog food is also fine. Some dog food is quite delicious."

"Hey, really? Have you ever eaten cat food?"

"No, I've only eaten dog food. It's best to have one that's soaked in milk. It's delicious. But my grandma won't let me eat it often. She says if I eat it like this, I'll get diarrhea if I eat too much."

"What brand is the one you are eating?" Quemao stood up, took out a mobile phone from behind his butt, and handed it to the little zombie next to him.

The sparrow cat squinted at the little fox with a dull expression, and suddenly said proudly.

"Don't worry, let me ask you. I have more than a hundred food expenses a day, and I also paid a heating fee this month. This is my own money! I am the only one in the whole family who has it! None of them have it!"

"That's amazing." The little fox was shocked. Unexpectedly, the sparrow cat he thought was the best was actually the hidden boss of the family. Sure enough, he should never underestimate others.

Although he couldn't understand why Nanwu County paid heating bills...

By the time Wen Yan came up, Quemao had already asked the little zombie to buy a bag of dog food for the little fox. After placing the order, it would be delivered within an hour.

Soon, the little fox experienced a unique dinner party in Wen Yan's family. The categories were very rich and everyone had their own food. It was not strange at all for him to eat dog food here. After all, Wen Yan's family ate paper money and fire. Yes, it's too normal for him to eat dog food.

After eating and drinking, the little fox began to worry about his grandma. His grandma had never sent him away like this before, but she didn't say when she would take him back.

Then, he began to think about the question Wen Yan just asked, why he was sent here.

He really couldn't figure it out and wanted to ask Wen Yan, but Wen Yan was already in the backyard, wrapped tightly in a gray cloth, and exuded a terrible aura, so he didn't dare to get close.

Seeing that no one else had any reaction, he thought that this should be a normal practice. It was the first time he had seen this practice method.

It was already dark all of a sudden, and the little fox was not even in the mood to play with his mobile phone. He kept lying on the floor thinking about the problem.

Then, he saw the gray cloth sneaking in from the backyard along the corner of the wall, and then rolled out a thin box from under the cabinet, and silently swam away upstairs against the ground. Go up.

As if aware that he had been discovered, one end of the gray cloth quietly twisted and twisted quickly, taking on the shape of a dog's head.

It's like a piece of cloth tightly attached to a dog's head, masking an outline.

The other end of the gray cloth took on the shape of a knife and dangled under the dog's head.

The meaning is very obvious, if you dare to say it, I will chop off your dog's head.

The little fox shrank his neck and nodded repeatedly.

After Hui Bu left, he whispered.

"I am a fox, not a dog..."

The next moment, the gray cloth suddenly appeared from the corner again, this time changing into the outline of a dog food bag. This time the knife was not used to cut the dog dog, but to cut the dog food bag.

"I didn't see anything." The little fox gave in decisively.

Satisfied, Hui Bu quietly dragged his box bed, took advantage of Wen Yan's absence, came to Wen Yan's room, stuffed the box into the innermost corner under Wen Yan's bed, then quickly got in, and covered the box for himself.

Huibu was really a little scared now. Wen Yan was simply inhuman. He practiced such inhumane practice for 12 hours a day, and he was still restraining himself.

If you don't restrain yourself, Wen Yan can withstand the 18 hours of practice a day, but he really can't.

It feels that maybe... it doesn't really want to make progress.

But last time, Sparrow Cat, Little Zombie, Chen Qimo, Shishi, Little Flame, and even the horses were watching cartoons together, and he went over to take a look out of curiosity.

I saw a particularly awesome piece of cloth in a cartoon, and I was fascinated by it. At that time, I felt that three hours of practice a day for Wen Yan was nothing. It was far from reaching its limit!

Now, with a 12-hour guarantee, it is really timid.

He tried it. This location is the safest. Wen Yan will definitely not find it here today.

Wait until tomorrow, and it will quietly change its place and let Wen Yan find it. Then, this place will always be a safe zone, and there will always be a chance to take a breath.

Downstairs, Wen Yan took a rest and felt that it was almost done. Sure enough, he couldn't find the gray cloth again. After searching around, he couldn't find it, so he gave up.

Forget it, 12 hours is just 12 hours, it’s still not the best.

As the sky darkened, he became more energetic. I was afraid he would never change his routine again.

Still idle, he continued to read the content posted by the director today.

Tufuzi wrote a lot today, telling the story of Tufuzi, who was just starting out, and couldn't hold back for the first time, so he started his tomb robbing career.

This guy was honest, and without clearing himself, he said that he had heard about other people robbing tombs. He heard that the topography over there allowed those two-handed swordsmen to get some good things by accident. He speculated that there were still people over there. I couldn't hold back, so I went to the big tomb. The first time I took action, it went very smoothly.

But when it was shipped, he was cheated. He felt that the money was a lot of money, but it was actually two zeros less than the actual value.

From then on, the native master made up his mind to become a dealer himself, and then he began to spend time in provincial drawings every day, studying all kinds of knowledge diligently.

After reading this, Wen Yan still lamented that if he wanted to be a qualified criminal suspect, he had to study hard first, so why should he sleep?

Unable to find the gray cloth, he continued to practice boxing in the backyard. The vast yang energy penetrated his body and continued to grow.

After practicing boxing for three hours, he returned to the basement and continued to study the newly obtained wild fox spirit stone sculpture.

According to previous experience, there are two possibilities for this thing, one is for inheritance, and the other is for sealing.

I just don’t know what this is.

He pondered for a long time, but still didn't dare to put the wild fox spirit stone sculpture on the shelf and open the window to try it.

He had already learned his lesson by opening the window randomly.

Last time he opened a window leading to the corridor, and with just one glance, he was remembered by the people of Lishan.

Fortunately, it was still reasonable that time, and the other party didn't intend to pursue anything.

While I was thinking about it, my phone rang, and it was a message from Li Linlin.

"Boss, there are people here again. I think I may not be able to hold the space."

Wen Yan looked at the message and replied.

"Is it ok to accept phone call?"

Two minutes later, Li Linlin called and spoke in a low voice.

"Boss, it's really not me paddling. If only one person wants to pass, I can still hold on.

But today not only were some people trying to get there, there were also people trying to get over there.

I really can't hold it any longer.

Moreover, the people from the Lieyang Department have already evacuated my mother. "

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine. It's just that there are more people here today than last time, and a monster has already been beaten to death by some particularly vicious A-Piao."

"Okay, I'll be here later."

…

At the same time, in the suppression detention center, Grandma Fox came here.

She was very familiar with the director and sighed as soon as she stepped into the detention center.

"Wen Yan must have been here."

"Hey, you have a bright eye."

"Three Town Towers, some people may be very unhappy."

"Even without this, they are still unhappy. It's better to just hold it in if they are unhappy. As long as they don't cause trouble, it doesn't matter if they scold me behind my back."

"Thank you, I'm still waiting here late at night."

"It's okay. There are nighttime visitation rules at night, so it won't affect you."

Grandma Fox was led by the director all the way to the underground dungeon.

The lights here are bright, and there is no sense of darkness in a dungeon. Instead, the yang energy that pervades is stronger than on the surface.

Grandma Fox was taken to one of the cells with a closed door. After opening one door, she closed it before opening the next door.

The cell seemed to be more than a dozen square meters, with a bed and a toilet inside, so it was not cramped.

The director brought Grandma Fox in and saw the person sitting on the bed with his back to the door. He was not surprised and said to Grandma Fox.

"You're welcome. I'll open the door again in fifteen minutes."

"Good work."

Grandma Fox took two steps forward and sat on the edge of the bed.

Sitting on the single bed was a man with a calm expression and slightly slender eyebrows.

"I heard that someone was robbing the prison and trying to kidnap you out, so I sent my grandson away to a very reliable person."

The man said nothing and his eyes did not change.

"He is very smart. He is a little better than you Ansheng, but he is not much better. He was almost sold before and even helped others count their money."

"I heard that there is a big tomb in the Qinling Mountains. There is a crack there, and there are a lot of bad guys who want to go there."

When he said this, the man's eyes finally changed a little.

Then, Grandma Fox looked at him and slowly said the next sentence.

"Also, many people know that he has two tails. It is because he is as restless as you were before, so many people know about it."

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the man sitting on the bed changed drastically.

"When did this happen?"

"three years ago."

"If it hadn't happened this time, would you have planned not to tell me?"

"Well, if you can come out smoothly, you will naturally know."

"That's my son."

"Your son inherited your virtue. He almost died twice this year and was treated as cannon fodder."

As soon as these words came out, the man suddenly looked complicated and didn't know how to refute.

"Be strict, don't let him be like me."

"He is a bit unlike you. He is willing to think and figure things out for himself. When something happens, he will also reflect on whether he is doing the right thing and whether he will do better next time.

Another thing unlike you is that I am strict with him and have broken his legs four times this year, but he does not resent me, even if he sometimes can't understand why. "

"I don't hate you anymore." The man said this calmly, and then he said after a long silence: "Don't let him go to Qinling, and don't tell him about me. Also, who did you send him to? ?”

"A man, a good boy there."

"You are actually willing to trust someone?"