I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan fed Mao Dan some of his grandmother's offerings, and added two blessings of yang energy to forcibly suppress the black energy.

Then he asked Mao Dan about the location of the Temple of Wealth, called Feng Wei, and came to the door now.

There is no information about Mao Dan in the Lieyang Department at all, and what is there is only a simple record, because there was Mao Dan in the last group performance, and there are no more.

But Wen Yan had read Mao Dan's daughter's information, and there were records related to Mao Dan. Mao Dan's daughter, an old lady who was now eighty years old, couldn't remember her father's name at all.

She only remembered that when she was young, she was told that her father was dragged to join the army right after she gave birth to her. He was only nineteen years old when he died in the battle, which was still an insignificant age. Moreover, he died in the battle as the antagonist.

In the first half of her life, she was deeply troubled by her identity.

Now Mao Dan has made up his mind that he would rather die than inform Wen Yan and ask Wen Yan to fulfill her daughter's last wish.

Wen Yan didn't know what happened eighty years ago, but since people trusted him so much, there was no way he could live up to this trust.

I followed Feng Wei out of the underworld and arrived at the suburbs of a small city in the north of the county.

It just so happens that the Temple of Wealth is located in the suburbs. When you walk out of the barren tomb, you can see the small temple halfway up the mountain in the distance.

At first glance, it seems nothing special. It is just a small temple with only one room and not even a temple. It is not very formal and belongs to the private sector.

Moreover, it is a widely spread deity like the God of Wealth, so the approval is not difficult.

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone, looked at the location of the Temple of Wealth, and found the approval information.

According to the records of the Lieyang tribe, the specifications of this small temple are only equivalent to those of a small earth temple in a certain village or a certain area. If the locals are willing and someone pays for it.

In addition, the temple worships gods such as the God of Wealth and local land, so under normal circumstances, there will indeed be no delays in approval.

Wen Yan took a look and found that the small temple was built two and a half years ago. The investor was an old man. He went out to work hard at that time. Now he is old and dying and wants to return to his roots.

So I funded the construction of a small temple, and also built a section of road in the village, plus two small bridges.

This man died last year and was buried in the mountain where the village is located.

This kind of funeral is indeed not in line with the rules of Guanzhong County. Burials have been banned here for a long time. But this matter, if the local village brigade approves it, it will be regarded as someone reporting it, and the people from the crematorium will come. Even if they don't, they will turn around and leave.

The staff who handle the affairs will not stick to the rules and fall out with the people of the local village brigade. Firstly, it is unnecessary. Secondly, they will offend everyone to death and they will not be able to work in the future.

Wen Yan was very knowledgeable about these things and had seen a lot of them back then.

Although the clan concept here is not as strong as in Nanwu County, the village is still very united internally and externally.

A few years ago, there was an incident where people who had just been buried were dug out and burned by someone who came to the crematorium in the middle of the night. The family members were so irritated that they became red-eyed. As a result, four people died and were sentenced to death. Got two.

Since then, no one has dared to do anything right.

Wen Yan had been to several brigades in the local village back then, and he probably knew how things worked here. He also knew that in a place like this at the most basic level, if you stick to the rules and don't follow the rules at all, you can't even think of getting anything done.

Wen Yan read the information in the record and put away his phone.

"Tong Si, do you see anything?"

"No, I don't feel anything. It's very ordinary."

"There will be changes when you offer incense." Mao Dan on the side immediately added.

"good."

Wen Yan asked Feng Wei and the others to wait in the distance while he walked towards the small temple.

Walking to the door of the small temple, I looked at the incense burner inside. There were obviously a lot of incense sticks, some of which were obviously just put in today, but there was no smell of incense candles here.

Wen Yan raised his head and looked at the plaque above his head. The calligraphy was like dragons and phoenixes. It looked pretty, but in fact it didn't look like the calligraphy of an ordinary temple at all. It was square and grand.

He entered, picked up the incense on the altar table, lit one and inserted it into the incense burner.

The aroma curled up, and the smoke lingered on the roof. After waiting for a long time, he found nothing strange, and Wen Yan didn't feel anything unusual.

Wen Yan thought about it, turned around and left the small temple, and asked Mao Dan again. Mao Dan said that he was just offering incense and worshiping normally.

Hearing that Wen Yan had no reaction after applying incense, Mao Dan volunteered.

"Let me do it, let me try."

He is not afraid of death, and he is not afraid of offering incense.

Wen Yan originally didn't want Mao Dan to get in, but Mao Dan acted like if you don't let me get in, then I'll do it myself, and there was nothing he could say.

We could only follow him into the small temple.

This time, Wen Yan saw something different when Mao Dan was scented.

The rising light smoke began to glow with a hint of gloom, and the light smoke began to glow with a hint of black.

When the light smoke filled the air, it lingered on the face of the statue, and gradually, it seemed as if a new face was transformed.

"Something is coming!" Tong Si reminded.

Wen Yan raised his head, and when he saw the black smoke emerging from the face of the statue, a prompt appeared in front of him.

"Ghost God of Wealth."

“The living worship the God of Wealth, and the dead worship the ghost God of Wealth. If no one is occupying the territory, something else will naturally occupy it.

The ghost god of wealth worshiped by yin objects can give wealth to yin objects.

It’s just that this wealth needs to be returned.

It is a lender of negative things and does not give unsolicited answers.

Only the conditions given by the Yin object will be given corresponding goods when it is satisfied.

He will seduce the yin things bit by bit, fall bit by bit, and finally give everything he has.

Small favors and small money are just bait. All it wants is Ah Piao himself, or his soul. "

"The first rule that a cautious and long-lived ghost god of wealth should follow is never to seek loans from living people."

"Temporary ability: spirit arrest."

After seeing the prompt, Wen Yan immediately equipped Ju Ling.

"Ju Ling: When you have the gift, your power can suppress some incarnate aliens."

Wen Yan jumped up, and Yang Qi suddenly burst out, filling every corner of the entire small temple. With one hand, he pinched the black Qi on the face of the statue, as if hooking a wisp of black thread, and forced it He grabbed it from above and pressed it to the ground.

The black energy kept transforming into various shapes, trying to escape from Wen Yan's hands, but was suppressed to the ground by the yang energy from all directions and Wen Yan's hand.

Eventually, the black energy kept changing and turned into a ball of black energy, with a face growing on the black energy.

"Boss, please show mercy!" The face looked panicked, begging for mercy again and again.

"You dare to steal incense, and you dare to kill someone in front of me. Do you know what the crime is?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding.

I really didn’t steal the incense. Even if you gave me ten thousand courages, I wouldn’t dare to steal the incense from the God of Wealth.

As for killing, it's even more impossible. It's too unjust. I never kill anyone.

How dare I? I'm not crazy. "

"Do you think I'm blind?"

"Don't... don't, boss, if you don't believe me, just read it for yourself and see what's written on the plaque."

Wen Yan pinched the Ghost God of Wealth, walked outside, and looked up.

The words on the plaque are really different.

Now it is the Ghost Wealth Temple.

"Boss, look carefully, that god is not the god of wealth at all."

Wen Yan looked up and saw that the divine word was actually next to the word "衤".

Wen Yan looked at Tong Si beside him. Tong Si also had a surprised look on his face. He looked carefully and nodded, proving that what the ghost god of wealth said was true.

The ghost of wealth held in Wen Yan's hand was so frightened that he almost peed.

This was the first time that it was held in the hands of a living person like this. It was suppressed from all directions and it was impossible to escape.

It doesn't think it can be suppressed so easily. Someone with such a strong yang energy will be unable to kill it.

"Boss, it's true, it's true, I didn't steal the incense.

I built this temple with my own money, and I also paid to build bridges and pave roads in the village.

When I'm not around, this is just an ordinary Temple of Wealth, and the incense has nothing to do with me.

When I came here, this was the Temple of Ghost Wealth, and I only accepted the incense from Ah Piao.

I have never harmed anyone. "

Wen Yan pointed to Mao Dan beside him, and the Ghost God of Fortune looked bitter.

"I didn't do this, we made a contract.

If he takes advantage of me, he can't tell a living person what's going on here.

If he violates it, his soul will be the price.

It really has nothing to do with me, it’s the rules. "

"How much benefit did you give?"

The Ghost God of Wealth was a little dazed and didn't quite understand what Wen Yan meant.

Then Wen Yan felt in his pocket and pulled out a dozen pieces of high-quality real paper money.

"Is it enough?"

"..."

"Not enough, right? What about this?" Wen Yan took out twice as much.

"Boss, this is not how things work out..."

Wen Yan doubled the amount and his face darkened.

"Don't be so shameless, you think I don't know?

If someone really reaches out to take advantage of you, they won't be so poor that they risk their lives.

Even if he takes the benefits you gave him, now these are definitely more than nine outings and thirteen returns.

Is that enough? "

Wen Yan gradually exerted force in his palm, and the Ghost God of Wealth said quickly.

"Enough, enough, enough, it's three times more! It's definitely enough!"

Wen Yan gave the real paper money directly to the ghost god of wealth.

"Are you cleared?"

"It's settled."

As the voice of Gui Caishen fell, the suppressed black smoke on Mao Dan's body gradually dissipated.

Wen Yan smiled and sat on the futon.

"Okay, now that this matter is done, let's talk about other things."

"Boss, I really have no bad rules. I have never been intoxicated by a living person, nor have I cheated a living person.

Even if it's Ah Piao, I only lend money to gamblers, evil spirits and the like.

They promised themselves that if they didn't pay back, they would pay back with ghost bodies.

Ordinary Ah Piao, I don't expect them to repay the loan, and the benefits given are all in vain.

They just need to spread the news to gamblers and the like who want to borrow money based on their ability.

Really, I haven’t even cheated on ordinary Ah Piao.

Those gamblers, you don’t know, they are all a scourge.

If they had any children or descendants, they would even dare to gamble on their still-living wives, children, and children.

I am also doing this for the sake of social stability and eliminating unrest.

If those gambling ghosts disappear, the local security will be much better, and the people of the Lieyang Department will have less trouble.

Boss, you are from the Lieyang Department, right? You must know that a gambler who is red-eyed at gambling is more dangerous than an evil ghost.

Not only do those guys harm people, they even dare to eat people!

When I say this, it is considered a meritorious service! "

"Ha, what nonsense." When Wen Yan heard this, he couldn't help but laughed out loud.

This ghost God of Wealth has a lot of myths. At first glance, it seems that there is some truth in it.

A loan shark seduces people step by step, leading people into falling into the abyss. In the end, he drags away the gambling dog who cannot repay his debts, and he even dares to say that he has contributed to social stability.

Wen Yan held the ghost god of wealth with one hand, his smile slowly faded, and he looked at it coldly.

“Let me remind you first, I am not from the Lieyang Department.

Don't talk to me so much, thinking that I will follow the rules of the Sun Division.

Believe it or not, if I kill you now, I don’t even need to write a report. The Lieyang Department will give me a bonus for this matter next month.

You evil heretics, are you still trying to fool me here?

Let me tell you first, what happened last year in the arson attack on the jewelry workshop next to the national highway?

Besides, what happened to the arson case at the paper money workshop in Luoyue County?

This is just what I just tracked down today, and I guess there must be more besides these two cases.

There are still almost three hours until dawn.

Before dawn, if I can't get the answer I want, I will ask you to go to the city wall to bask in the sun.

If you are lucky, then we will suppress you under the floor tiles at the gate of the city that never sleeps.

It's very lively there, with hundreds of millions of visitors a year. You'll definitely like it very much. "

The Ghost God of Wealth's face was so frightened that he almost couldn't keep his face straight.

What a hatred, let him bear the stampede of hundreds of millions of people a year, not to mention he is just a ghost god of wealth, oh, that word is not God.

Even if he is a true little god, being trampled on like this will result in him never being able to recover. It would be better to die happily.

Feng Wei on the side added in a timely manner.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Wen Yanwen, a distinguished guest of Prince Zhu."

After Feng Wei finished speaking, he winked at Tong Si.

Tong Si looked at the Ghost God of Wealth with her double eyes, smiled, and continued with the following words.

"If you are not in a hurry, tomorrow morning, a construction team from the Lieyang Department will start construction at the gate of the Nightless City.

If you are really anxious, I can kindly send you a message.

Tonight, Ah Piao, who will be extremely professional, will find a good spot for you there. "

The face of the Ghost God of Wealth changed.

"Are you Wen Yan!?"

There is no one in Guanzhong County who hangs out with Ah Piao who has never heard of Wen Yan.

Prince Zhu didn't dare to do anything, so he summoned tens of thousands of Ah Piao in one breath.

But just a word from Wen Yan, and he could immediately summon tens of thousands of Ah Piao!

However, the Lieyang Department was still cooperating, and even filed records with many Ah Piao afterwards.

There are also some Ah Piao who were recruited by the Lieyang Department because of their outstanding performance.

These are all real benefits and cannot be faked.

Because not one or two Ah Piao benefited.

Now in A Piao's circle in Guanzhong County, don't mess with anyone named Wen Yan.

It's basically a consensus.

If you go and scold Prince Zhu, Prince Zhu may really not care, and the people below will probably just fight each other.

If you mess with that guy named Wen Yan, Ah Piao will borrow your head.

The face of the Ghost God of Fortune changed. Now he believed what Wen Yan said. The more he believed, the more anxious he became.

"Boss, misunderstanding, really misunderstanding, I really have never harmed anyone!

The jewelry workshop thing really has nothing to do with me.

The affairs of Luoyue County have nothing to do with me.

I dare to swear in front of the God of Wealth! It really has nothing to do with me! "

"Oh, that means you know?"

"..." The Ghost God of Wealth wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He directly said that he had never heard of anything serious happening over there.

Wen Yan didn't want to say anything when he saw the ghost of wealth, so he took out the phone.

"Boss, it won't be..."

"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I have to abide by the rules and those who leak the information will not die."

“I can only pick one thing, what I can say, really.

I heard about the jewelry workshop thing, it was another guy who did it.

That guy felt that the souls of gamblers, evil spirits and the like were not pure enough and had low value.

That guy felt that the souls of living people were more valuable, so he went to seduce living people to offer their souls.

He seduced a living person to sacrifice his soul, and he asked me to get rid of four or five gambling ghosts.

If I hook up with a young man, I might be able to support seven or eight gamblers.

As for what happened in Luoyue County, I heard about it from other guys a few days ago.

He seems to be a new guy who is unruly, too high-profile, and too arrogant.

I really don’t know who this new guy is.

I have always abided by the rules and even paid for the temple myself.

I'm not like those guys. "

Wen Yan frowned slightly, meaning there was more than one ghost god of wealth?

And judging from this tone, it has already reached a large scale and become a climate.

Don't talk about him, there is no record in the Lieyang Department.

Now Wen Yan really feels why the current version is A Piao's version.

He had never felt much before, except that Ah Piao had become more numerous and generally a little stronger, but nothing else.

Unexpectedly, everyone began to develop loans within A Piao, and then started to develop towards A Piao's belief in the name of the God of Wealth.

"First, tell me how you became the ghost god of wealth. Don't tell me. I can't tell you how you built a small temple for yourself in advance if you didn't know the method when you were alive."

"Well, I can say that this is the method obtained in Caiyun County.

When I was alive, I saw Ah Piao, so I came here with the idea of ​​giving it a try, but I didn’t expect it to be true.

Build a temple first, a small temple of wealth. It is not difficult and the local people who can handle it will basically not have any major problems.

When the statue of the god pretends to be dirty, he puts a few of his own things into it. After death, the soul will be used as the price, and he will turn into a ghost god of wealth.

After transforming into the Ghost God of Wealth, the souls obtained can be traded with other guys to exchange them for things that can improve themselves. "

Wen Yan listened quietly, half believing the words of the ghost god of wealth in front of him. At least there were other ghost gods of wealth. Judging from the prompts, it should be true.

Wen Yan felt that this was a big deal.

If there is only one ghost god of wealth who lends money, things will just be a matter of pure aliens causing trouble and getting him killed and brought down.

But if there are organizations and rules, there are internal transactions, there are advanced routes, and there are signs of developing into an internal financial system within A Piao, then this matter cannot be handled by one person.

And most importantly, according to this guy's opinion, the spirit body and the soul of a living person can be counted as currency in this system.