I am your natural enemy

After much thought, the head of the headquarters began to wonder if someone was sending undercover agents to them instead.

More specifically, the head general didn't ask and didn't want Wen Yan to tell him.

Many things are like this. Everyone knows what's going on, but if it makes sense on the surface, it's a good thing on the whole. It can indeed be slightly modified.

But you can't say it openly, because if you say it clearly, it may not be possible to get it done.

For example, there is a verification procedure that requires you to check a copy. If you bring the original, is that better?

Of course it's better, but if you have to explain it thoroughly and strictly follow the rules, it won't work.

You have to bring a copy, not the original!

The head of the headquarters cannot take the lead in making changes that are not in compliance with the regulations, or in other words, not until the dust settles.

If that ghost god of wealth named Zhou Xiaorong could make great achievements and make up the materials afterwards, then he would be an undercover agent personally installed by the chief, and then the chief would admit it.

In advance, you can only authorize Wen Yan and let him do it. People on the front line always have to improvise on the spot and do everything strictly according to the regulations. Then don't expect the people on the front line to be efficient.

Furthermore, regulations cannot cover all situations.

After listening to Wen Yan's few words, the head of the headquarters guessed that Wen Yan was trying to get the pie, so he just let Wen Yan go.

After so many times, Wen Yan is still very measured.

On the other side, Wen Yan hung up the phone, returned home, and continued to read what the black box was constantly translating into Chinese.

He read with some difficulty, as if he was reading a paper that had been revised many times to reduce the duplication rate.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaorong's words were not too complicated to begin with, and he could understand the meaning no matter how much he changed them.

Zhou Xiaorong is really cruel. They have been sending out records of what can be exchanged in the hall.

There are many things that can be exchanged, except for a body with status, which is of high value.

Everything in it can be exchanged for paper money, rare items, and even abilities.

Zhou Xiaorong was indeed not lying. He had been picking at the wall all day long and had nowhere to dig, so he had memorized the price of the goods.

Wen Yan frowned and looked at the redeemable abilities inside.

Low-level illusions can be used to confuse ordinary people or ordinary people.

Paper money conversion can convert special sacrificial paper money into general-purpose offering paper money.

Control the wind, control the breeze.

Qian Bao, turn special sacrificial paper money into Qian Bao.

There are a series of them later, none of which seem to be strong, but they are all suitable for the ghost god of wealth.

On the contrary, there are some strange and evil things here.

There are ghost servants that can be driven, temple blessing stone talismans, hemp ropes for hanging ghosts, ghost bones, and corpse oil, a lot of messy things.

Finally, there are advanced rituals, and there are all kinds of weird things used in the rituals.

It is also thoughtfully marked, and some abilities that may not seem strong will be mastered naturally after advanced levels.

There are also some abilities that, even if redeemed, still have level restrictions as prerequisites.

After Wen Yan took a look at it, he felt that this thing was like a system shared by many people.

And it’s more like a small program game that’s meant to make money. Once it reaches a certain level, you can’t play it without making money.

The sense of déjà vu is really a bit too strong.

After looking around for a while, Wen Yan put away his phone and went to the underground building.

Opening the door of one of the small rooms, I saw the doorman again.

Men Xinsheng's information and Zhou Xiaorong's information should be compared with each other.

He also had to be careful.

It has been determined that there may be signs of human intervention in the hall of the Ghost God of Wealth.

It could also be that Men Xinsheng and Zhou Xiaorong were undercover agents sent by the other party.

Or, what if this undercover agent doesn’t even know he is an undercover agent?

There are so many weird abilities, so you have to be on guard.

"Is there anything else you want to say? Have you thought about it? Say it quickly."

Wen Yan did not help Men Xinsheng to exploit the loopholes in the contract.

The first is Zhou Xiaorong, who is taking the initiative to seek refuge. He hasn’t drawn any cake yet, so he is already willing to risk his life.

He captured Men Xinsheng, but Men Xinsheng understood what it means to be a hero who knows the current affairs.

Therefore, what kind of treatment you want, what kind of information you have to give, it all depends on the student.

Second, Wen Yan needs a control group.

Before, Gauss felt that there was something wrong with this contract, like a devil's contract, but he didn't care much about the breach of contract and just paid a breach of contract fee.

Whose devil's contract is more conscientious than the capitalists?

It's so easy to get together and break up easily, but after signing the contract, you have to squeeze out the last drop of blood, and even the bones have to be used to pave the way!

Wen Yan wanted to see what was different about this thing.

By the way, only when there is backlash can we peek into the power and interpret the information contained in it. This is what Gauss said.

Wen Yan disappeared and ignored Men Xinsheng for a day or two, and Men Xinsheng thought it was to show him off.

He didn't know where this was, but he knew very well that his counterattack was suppressed here.

By the way, there is also a scary guy who doesn't feel very strong, but he can touch the backlash power with his bare hands, and in his words he is quite disdainful of the contract that restricts him.

The student has already planned what he wants to say.

"There are many small temples there, all of which are projections of small temples in the present world..."

"A total of one hundred and eighteen, skip it. Are there any others?" Wen Yan interrupted Men Xinsheng.

The disciple was slightly startled.

"You can exchange your body there. A body with identity should be a living person."

"For those who exchanged the sacrificial paper money, the ghost god of wealth has successfully exchanged it. Next thing."

Men Xinsheng's heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, if Wen Yan doesn't touch him for a day or two, it's not like he's being ignored!

The ghost God of Wealth was caught again, and that guy dared to say anything.

What the hell? Who has nothing to do? He can even count how many small temples there are!

How could Wen Yan know about this kind of thing if there wasn't some god of wealth who had enough time to count the hairs on his legs to talk about it!

The disciple student was anxious and angry, and he was already facing the backlash. How could there be some idiot who was more anxious than him, anxious to make merit first?

He knew very well that Wen Yan had said that meritorious deeds were done on a first-come, first-served basis, and the same information would not be given to a second person.

Even if he doesn't know the rules of the Lieyang tribe very well, he still understands Uncle Fan's rules.

"If you don't say something more valuable, I won't waste my time with you."

Wen Yan thought for a while and gave a friendly reminder to add fuel to the fire.

“By the way, the exchange items in the hall, their prices and so on.

There are also things like price adjustments last month.

If you remember, just tell me, and I will use it as a comparison and make a note for you.

Forget it if you don't remember. Let's talk about something else. "

The boss was so anxious that he could no longer care about anything else.

Last time, he gave some clues about the case, pointing those cases to other ghost gods of wealth.

But the number was small, and the ghosts of wealth involved in those cases were not easy to deal with.

Now when I hear Wen Yan's words, I know everything about the price adjustment last month.

If there is a ghost God of Wealth who doesn't respect martial ethics and invests so quickly, so don't blame me for not respecting martial ethics and not being humane!

Dead Taoist friends are not dead but poor Taoists. If I don’t make meritorious deeds, there are ghosts and gods of wealth who want to make meritorious deeds!

Mengsheng was so excited that he immediately started selling his peers.

It's true that he doesn't remember the prices of many things, but after all, he is a veteran, a person who has worked hard all his life. During the day, he has nothing to do, just talking to other ghosts and gods of wealth, and he knows a lot of things.

Some ghost gods of wealth should be relatively young, or have little social experience, and lack the beatings from society, or many of their flaws have been exposed after turning into ghost gods of wealth.

Just give him a few words of praise and a casual introduction, and the other party will start to brag.

At that time, I erred on the side of caution. I wanted to get to know my colleagues first, and identify their type, personality, and where they were from their stories and words, so that it would be easier to deal with them later.

The bragging content, at least to the Ghost God of Wealth, is not important.

But now, these contents are his opportunity to make meritorious deeds.

Mengsheng was so determined that he sold out decisively!

He still didn't believe that the god of wealth who was busy memorizing prices and counting things knew more than him!

This time, Men Xinsheng didn’t give clues to the case. He even sold out a few people from where the Ghost God of Wealth was alive. Judging from the specifications of the small temple, where the small temple was, what they had done, and what kind of awesomeness they had boasted about, they were all sold out. .

He sold a dozen of them at once, and the information was so detailed that Wen Yan could directly call up what the small temple looked like and confirm the location based on the description.

"These dozen or so people have all done harm to others and committed heinous crimes. They also don't keep their mouth shut. They like to brag and don't know how to respect the old and care for the young.

The soul-destroying things they said were not just blown away.

A guy from Haidai County stole a person's soul, turned it into a white orb, and showed it off.

Said that he was almost discovered by a Minotaur.

This kind of thing can't be fake. "

"The approximate time of this is clearly stated."

Wen Yan put his cell phone next to him, letting the black box record continuously, and then compiled it into words and recorded it.

Men Xinsheng sold more than a dozen ghosts of wealth in one go. He paused and asked.

"Is this considered a meritorious service?"

"I'll find someone to verify it later to see which of the information you gave me was the first one to give it to me, and finally verify the accuracy of the information. Then you'll be considered a meritorious service, and I'll record it all for you. This is all recorded with time. , I will never cheat you on this point."

"No, I'll just ask." Men Xinsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he thought, the focus of the news he gave was different from that given by other ghosts and gods of wealth.

But since you are cruel, then be cruel to the end.

What if, after these dozen guys are caught, some of them also want to sell other ghosts and gods of wealth to make meritorious deeds?

Damn it, we are just traveling together, not even friends!

"I thought about it and remembered something else!"

A few hours later, Wen Yan came out of the underground and touched his belly.

I've been hungry for a long time.

This salaryman is really ruthless. He is completely different from Zhou Xiaorong, the Liver Emperor.

The disciple student is obviously the kind of person who loves to gossip, listen to gossip, and is particularly good at complimenting.

There were more than a hundred ghost wealth gods in total, and this guy sold more than forty in a few hours.

In the end, Wen Yan couldn't tell who was who, but Men Xinsheng could still tell them clearly.

At the same time, in the square of the main hall, Zhou Xiaorong was still chatting with other ghosts of wealth. Apart from spraying the ghosts of wealth with filthy smell, they were talking here and there, and unknowingly they got involved with the guy from the paper money workshop.

Zhou Xiaorong listened to the other ghosts and gods of wealth talking and sharing gossip, keeping it all in mind.

These guys are all idle, just as idle as he is.

When he had finished listening, Zhou Xiaorong wandered and began to count the small temples again. But this time, he was more attentive and used his strengths to write down many details of each small temple.

Anyway, he had nothing to do, and it wasn't the first time he came to count the small temples, so it didn't matter if someone discovered him.

He still remembered Wen Yan's words. If he had made great contributions, then he would be an undercover agent placed by the headquarter commander himself.

He had never met many big shots during his lifetime, but he still understood the value in his heart.

Just when the two ghost gods of wealth were busy, on the other side.

The Smelly Ghost God of Wealth exchanged it for a temple blessing stone talisman. This thing is actually not expensive, and it is a rare candidate for a temple blessing.

Just like many games, the biggest threshold and difficulty is that you have to have a friend to play with.

The Smelly Ghost God of Wealth really likes Ren Yubao now. Apart from being always crying and a bit depressed, there is nothing else to fault.

Today, Ren Yubao washed the statue again. He found half a bottle of cat urine deodorant from somewhere and gave it to his statue. Not to mention, the effect was quite good.

Moreover, when Ren Yubao said he was guarding the temple, he was really conscientious and guarded it all the time, even when he was away.

The smelly ghost god of wealth was crowded out by other ghost gods of wealth in the main hall square. They all ignored him, as if they were avoiding the god of plague, and he didn't care.

As long as you have money, other ghosts and gods of wealth will come around.

After he has a temple blessing, it will definitely be more convenient for him to do things later.

There are countless Ah Piao in Guanzhong County, and he can cheat hundreds of them at random, but they are all just fractions.

Returning to the small temple with the temple blessing stone talisman, the smelly ghost God of Wealth spit out the stone talisman and handed it to Ren Yubao.

"Take it, this is your token as my temple's blessing. When I'm not around, you can do some things for me if you have this. If it's good for me, it's also good for you."

"This... is too precious, I can't accept it." Ren Yubao honestly refused.

But the Smelly Ghost God of Wealth felt more and more that his choice was right.

Ren Yubao had a melancholy look on his face, squatting there worrying about the smelly ghost, the God of Wealth.

The stinky God of Wealth hasn't paid him back yet...

…

"Hey, Minister, that's all for now."

"Let me take a look first..." The chief took out a pair of glasses, put them on and looked at them. After a few minutes, he put down his glasses and looked at the time again to confirm that it was correct, it was one day.

In one day, Wen Yan gave a lot of information about more than forty ghosts and gods of wealth.

With this information, the Lieyang Department wanted to determine where the small temple was. If they couldn't do it within three days, it would be because the people below were trying to figure it out to the point of not going to work at all.

Invest some resources and within a day, the location can be determined.

The head of the headquarters pondered for a moment, and now he really believed that Cai Qidong had planted some undercover agent, and now the method of activating the undercover agent fell into Wen Yan's hands.

Otherwise, if you turn back and raise conditions, you won't be given nothing, and you will have to play all your trump cards in one go.

The head of the headquarters pondered for a moment and said.

"Just a moment."

"I'm afraid that one more day will cause one more person to be harmed."

"If you want to do it, just pull it out at once. Otherwise, it will not kill you in one blow and leave disasters behind, which will be more troublesome."

Seeing that Wen Yan's efficiency was astonishingly high and that the undercover agents had a lot of information, the headmaster raised his original expectations.

"Can your undercover agent tell the difference between small temples?"

"Which undercover agent?"

"..." The general manager couldn't help but be a little shocked. It's only been a day, but there is more than one undercover?

"Ahem, Headquarters Chief, just tell me what you want to do. I don't have much education and I'm afraid I won't understand it thoroughly."

“Evil sacrifices have been happening frequently in Southeast Asia and the Peninsula recently, and this is one of our topics this month.

China has a large population and a very high population density, so we need to take precautions and take precautions.

Recently, some people on the Internet have been posting about the tragic situations caused by evil priests outside, and the voices are also very loud.

Therefore, after many days of discussion, if nothing unexpected happens, a project called Bronze Mirror will be passed tomorrow.

The entire Shenzhou Lieyang Department will conduct thorough investigations and record everything worshiped in Shenzhou from one hour after the sun rises to one hour before it sets every day in the following days.

Including but not limited to, large trees, stones, etc. for sacrifice at the entrance of the village. "

Wen Yan knew what he was going to do as soon as he heard it. The head of the headquarters was still energetic and prepared to carry out a big operation in one go and get all the ghosts of wealth at once.

You're right, those guys are serving them all at once, and if there are fish that slip through the net, it's probably very difficult to catch them again.

"I understand, my undercover agent will cooperate."

"The starting point you mentioned may be in Nanyang, right?"

"right."

The headmaster pondered for a moment.

"Let's wait until the matter here is resolved."

Wen Yan didn't ask further. He probably guessed that the head of the headquarters might also want to clean up the source.

The Lieyang Department can't control the wind and rain outside, but it's different when it reaches out to China and causes so many things.

During the day the next day, the meeting within the Lieyang Department was held as scheduled, and the issues were discussed normally.

The results of what was initially discussed before were officially concluded today. The intensity of execution was higher than expected, but no one was surprised.

A thorough investigation is not difficult except that it requires a lot of manpower and time.

The headquarters issued an order, and the Lieyang Departments in the following counties began to respond.

No one thought there was any problem during the whole process. According to the past work of the Lieyang Department, this kind of task is the easiest for front-line members.

Photos, records, etc. are all started to be compiled, which is very efficient.

In just one day, a large amount of data entered the database.

That night, when the Ghost Gods of Wealth began to go to work, Wen Yan began to receive messages from Zhou Xiaorong again.

“Brother Wen, it’s basically confirmed that the guy you are looking for is now in a small town on the border of Caiyun County.

He is keeping a low profile now, taking advantage of the fight next door and the chaos to collect the dead souls there.

Today someone finally saw him, going to the main hall to exchange something.

I didn't see him communicating with other ghosts of wealth. That guy is a little different from other ghosts of wealth.

His face was strange, as if he had facial marks, and his eyes were fierce.

I heard that he had a very special aura about him, and the ghost God of Wealth could not describe it clearly.

He said that just by looking at each other, he had a hallucination, as if he had encountered a man-eating beast in the forest. "