I am your natural enemy

Grandma Fox really doesn't want the matter to escalate to an unmanageable level. Of course, this unmanageable level is for the monsters, not for the Lieyang Tribe or the Three Mountains and Five Peaks.

Although the policy is clearly divided and each case is handled separately, humans and monsters are born different, so how can they be completely rational?

Today, there is a large group of monsters here. If they cause a big incident, this is a standard group incident.

Then, after this incident becomes a big deal and is suppressed, it will be pushing the speed bar.

If this happens twice, then all things related to monsters will be naturally vigilant in the future.

Things that could be either light or heavy have been raised to a higher level, and the results of the handling will be completely different.

The people of the Northeast Military Region just had a live-fire exercise not long ago. If this happens again, the general direction of the policy will inevitably be affected.

Monsters that have nothing to do with this incident will also be affected.

For example, some monsters who like to enter the city will have a higher difficulty in getting approval, and some monsters who may not know about this at all will have a lower probability of getting an identity.

In the early years, Grandma Fox was committed to completing the transition and integration in a peaceful way. She had also contacted many people, and her opinions were also asked when many relevant policies were formulated. She understood the rules and the unspoken rules that were not written in black and white better than most monsters.

So, when it was time to be ruthless, she would not be soft-hearted at all.

Inviting the golden eagle was not for the golden eagle to reason with people, but for killing.

Originally, I wanted to reason with them first, but the more I knew, the more I looked at the hateful eyes of these guys at this moment, and Grandma Fox regretted reasoning with them.

After calling Wen Yan, if I couldn't get the answer before Wen Yan arrived, I would kill him.

She didn't even hesitate to break her own grandson's legs, so she would not hesitate to deal with outsiders.

Seeing that these yellow-skinned people didn't seem to want to answer, Grandma Fox turned her head to the stream, where the old golden eagle was still washing his claws with curses.

"Don't wash it yet, you'll have to wash it again later. When you're done, find a warm place to wash it slowly."

As soon as Grandma Fox finished speaking, the old man Golden Eagle turned into a residual shadow and instantly appeared in front of the yellow-skinned people. After he grinned, with that exaggerated hooked nose and slightly sunken eye sockets, he looked like a standard villain.

The expressions of those yellow-skinned people who had been holding on all the time couldn't help but change.

Facing a serious natural enemy, they are still very strong, and they will not be soft-hearted in killing them, and even don't have to pay a price, because now they are using the rules within the monsters.

The Lieyang Department said every day that it had no intention of forcing all the rules of the Lieyang Department to other species. Monsters have their own autonomy, including the right to execute some monsters when necessary.

And the content on paper is that if a person kills Guoyi for no reason, he will have to go into the sewing machine.

However, if Guoyi kills Guoyi, at least within the authority of the Lieyang Department, there is no explicit regulation.

These yellow-skinned beasts may not be afraid of people, but their physical instincts and their intelligence are afraid of the golden eagle in front of them who killed seven or eight yellow-skinned beasts without blinking an eye.

Grandma Fox stood up and clicked on her mobile phone, which showed a five-minute countdown.

"When the countdown is over, I will leave and not care about what happens next."

As time passed, the aura of the old golden eagle became sharper and sharper. Even if he stood in the same place, there was wind blowing around him, and his body seemed to be shaking at high speed.

When the five minutes were over, Grandma Fox put away her mobile phone and turned around to leave, a voice suddenly came from the group of yellow-skinned beasts.

"Can I ask what the priority of this incident is?"

The next moment, the old golden eagle moved instantly. Before the afterimage he left in the same place dissipated, he had already returned, holding a yellow-skinned beast in his hand.

However, the next moment, the old golden eagle's eyes condensed, and the yellow-skinned beast in his hand gradually softened and turned into a piece of skin.

Not far in front of him, a yellow-skinned man with a sullen face and calm eyes, wearing a vest, stood there.

Grandma Fox waved her hand and asked the old man Golden Eagle to wait.

"I am not qualified to reveal these. You have to give me enough information before I can ask."

Hearing this, the vest yellow-skinned man's eyes became more solemn, which meant that the priority was very high, so high that Grandma Fox could not say it directly.

"Traitor!" A yellow-skinned man in the yellow-skinned group immediately cursed angrily.

The next moment, the yellow-skinned man who spoke had two bloody holes on his head, and his body was thrown aside.

Four or five people who spoke in succession were killed by the old man Golden Eagle in seconds. After killing with bloodshot eyes, when he was about to start a killing spree, the vest yellow-skinned man spoke.

"You say I'm a traitor, then, the guys who always enjoy food first and ask for titles first in the tribe are here?

My great-grandfathers, great-great-grandfathers, grandfathers, fathers, including my three brothers, my six children, and thirteen grandchildren, are all dead.

Only I, with the highest intelligence, have survived to this day.

Even I don't know why this battle happened, do you know?

Do you really believe those reasons? I don't believe them more and more, I want to die with a clear mind."

Grandma Fox looked at the vest yellow skin, which was obviously more intelligent, which meant it was harder to brainwash.

"What do you know? Or, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know what the priority is this time."

Grandma Fox thought about it, took out her cell phone, made a call, and communicated with someone.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the vest yellow skin in front of her.

"This time, the first priority event."

The vest yellow skin was shocked.

"Because a deputy minister of the Lieyang Department was attacked?"

"No."

After being shocked, the vest yellow skin suddenly felt relieved.

"We really don't know anything, we are just cannon fodder. I have long felt that they are doing something shameful.

They even have to hide it from other tribesmen in the tribe. Many tribesmen disappear every year.

But the answers we get are basically killed by factional confrontation.

Two years ago, I felt strange, why the weasels of the opposite faction still have many familiar faces after two years.

On our side, two years have passed, and I don't recognize many tribesmen.

Every year, none of the tribesmen who ask for titles come back, all are gone.

I don't know how to ask for titles without being discovered in this environment.

I don't even have the qualifications to ask for titles."

Speaking of this, the vest yellow skin looked at other tribesmen.

"You don't have to look at me like that. I have already summarized the list and rules. You are like me, not qualified to ask for titles, but only qualified to be cannon fodder.

Just like this inexplicable war, they call it war.

I am not afraid of death.

There is one thing I think the elder of the fox clan is right.

I don't want our clan to be expelled from the list from now on.

I don't want our entire clan to be tied to the irrational ambitions of some guys and disappear together.

I am doing what I think is right."

The yellow-skinned man in vest turned and looked at Grandma Fox.

"I told you what I know, can you show some mercy? Many little weasels in the tribe actually don't understand anything and know nothing."

"It depends on how much information you can give."

"I know the place where they went to ask for the title should be a field. I know the approximate range of the entrance, but I don't know how to get in. I didn't dare to get close.

I also know where the temple is. I went to worship Huang Xian'er.

I have seen several people before, one of whom is from the Qing faction, and one... is from the Hui faction.

There is another person who has a lingering smell of death. His inverted triangle eyes are very distinctive. He is very dangerous and almost discovered me.

Someone suspected me and tried to test me when I was asleep.

Unfortunately, all my relatives and friends are dead. I know it's fake, so I fooled around."

The yellow-skinned man in vest said this and picked up the weasel skin he had just used to get out. He turned the weasel skin to the inside and licked it with his tongue. Then he saw a lot of crooked words densely appearing on the inside.

"The list is all here. Some of them I dare not write names on. There are no names, only features.

The same applies to the location. I believe the Lieyang tribe should be able to find them.

Are these enough for our tribe to have some life?"

Grandma Fox took a look. The things recorded on it were more than what was said.

She looked at the vest yellow skin and said.

"You are the rebel of this generation, right?"

The vest yellow skin did not hide it and nodded directly.

Grandma Fox understood that this is a tradition.

In the thousands of miles of old forests in the northeast, the wild boars will run non-stop when they encounter danger. The wild boars that fall at the back are the sacrificial baits to hold back the upper predators.

And in the weasel tribe, every generation will give birth to rebels. The innate ideas of this rebel are different from the mainstream. Most of the time, they will not really turn against the trend, but when necessary, the rebels will take a completely opposite route.

In short, it is a double-sided bet engraved in the blood to ensure that the group will not be wiped out.

There are two factions here: Fox, Yellow, White, Willow and Gray and Hu, Yellow, Chang, Mang, and Qing. In the two factions, only the "yellow" is the same.

The root of this is that there was a rebellion among the weasels, but unfortunately, the two groups of guys who took completely opposite routes at that time survived and grew stronger.

As a result, the two groups of "yellows" regarded each other as heretics, and they fought each other countless times, and they have become feuds.

And this legend of rebellion was originally beneficial to the tribe, but now it has become a matter of killing as soon as it is discovered.

Anyway, no matter which weasel died, it would not attract the Lieyang tribe to run to the old forest to investigate the case.

Grandma Fox looked at the skin in front of her and thought that these guys were very cunning, and it was not a lie, it was all engraved in their DNA.

If he hadn't heard that it was the first priority, I'm afraid this vest yellow skin wouldn't have defected so thoroughly.

Everyone knows what the first priority of the Lieyang tribe means, and what the consequences will be if they are involved in the first priority incident.

Grandma Fox looked at the time. It was more than ten minutes, but Wen Yan hadn't arrived yet. He should have arrived by now.

On the other side, Wen Yan didn't come directly, but went to the Lieyang Tribe of Yuzhou first to get some things.

The induction potion developed by the talents of the Lieyang Tribe had not been delivered to him yet. He was going to the Northeast now, so he came to get it himself.

After getting it, Wen Yan sniffed the smell and frowned.

"Do you think I have never had herbal tea?"

"Have you ever had authentic herbal tea?" Feng Yao asked expressionlessly.

"Authentic... I don't have it."

"That's terrible. It just smells like it. Drink it quickly. The shelf life of this thing is only one day. It was delivered once before and someone else has already drunk it."

Wen Yan pinched his nose and swallowed it. He could still feel some debris in the innermost part. It was so bitter that there was no comfortable fragrance. It was also rare.

"Just drink it, right? How long is the validity period?"

"Just drink it. The effect varies from person to person and has a lot to do with the person's physique.

The current experimental results show that it can last for 36 hours, and the sensing range ranges from 50 meters to 500 meters.

The main effect is similar to ordinary herbal tea. It can assist in sensing whether someone has eaten gold coins nearby, which is actually a side effect.

As for other effects, it has been discovered that people with weak spleen and stomach cannot drink it because the medicinal effect is too strong."

"Is this thing really herbal tea? How was it researched?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

Wen Yan thought to himself that this might have been accidentally made by a researcher in Nanwu County.

He remembered that the director seemed to have said that it was an accidental product and was not specifically studied in this direction.

Wen Yan felt around in his bag and took out a candy to balance the bitter taste in his mouth.

Feng Yao quickly stopped him.

"During the duration, you can't eat candy, eating candy will eliminate the effect."

"And they said it wasn't made by people from Nanwu County! The herbal tea beverage factory in Nanwu County compromised and added sugar!"

"..."

Wen Yan could only drink some water to wash away the bitter taste in his mouth.

He left the Lieyang tribe in Yuzhou and hurried on the road, heading straight to the northeast.

When he walked out of the desolate grave and stood on the hillside, he looked around and suddenly felt that there was a vague sense in one direction.

He checked his position, quickly came to the top of the mountain, and looked in the direction of the sense. The sense was very vague, but he could feel that the distance was very far.

He took the sensed target as the end point in his mind, pointed out the direction, and roughly determined that the other party was at least ten miles away from him.

This sense only lasted for a few seconds, and the vague sense disappeared.

He took out his phone and asked the black box.

"My location is about ten miles away from ten o'clock. What's there?"

"It's just a forest in the records. There is only one wooden house within the target's approximate range, within a 500-meter diameter. No one lives there for a long time, and it is not within the recorded nature reserve."

"Keep an eye on it."

"Sir, the matter you asked me to investigate forty-five minutes ago has some results now, but I couldn't contact you just now. Do you need to show it?"

"What did you find out?"

"After tracing the Ye Er family tree and combining 8,283,500 various records, it can be determined that the death of the fourth Lie Yang in recorded history should be related to Ye Er's ancestors."

"Huh???" Wen Yan was shocked. How did he find out this?

"Wait a minute, did you find out who the fourth Lieyang is? How did you find out?"

"Twenty-three years ago, a cultural relic was recovered from a tomb robber. There was a porcelain bottle with a book inside it, which said the 27th year of Zhizheng, which is 1367 AD..."

The black box quickly listed more than 20 pieces of information, and it was constantly refreshing new things. Wen Yan took a look and said.

"Forget it, let's skip these for now and get to the point."

"Okay, sir, in August 1367, when the battle in the Central Plains was fierce, the fourth Lieyang was just discovered in the Central Plains County.

He didn't know that his ability would be exposed, which would bring danger, so he helped the villagers to dispel evil spirits.

The people who came down from the mountain in the generation of Laojun Mountain saved him from an attack.

When he was taking him all the way south, he encountered a tiger monster. The people who came down from the mountain in the generation of Laojun Mountain died after the fierce battle.

The fourth Lieyang went all the way south. In September, he was involved in the war and encountered monsters taking advantage of the chaos, exposing his abilities.

Seven days later, a local tyrant named Zhang and his troops killed the fourth Lieyang in the war.

And Ye Er's ancestor sold himself to this tyrant at that time. Qiang's servant was one of the people involved in this matter.

The person who recorded the word "Lieyang" was the grandson of Ye Er's ancestor. It is speculated that Ye Er's ancestor dictated it in his later years and was recorded by his descendants as an achievement. "

"Does it mean that Ye Er's ancestors can be traced back to eighteen generations?"

"Sir, it is not possible to trace his eighteen generations of ancestors completely. It is just an unexpected clue that traces back to one of his ancestors who is qualified to open a family tree. The middle part is difficult to trace clearly."

Wen Yan understood. He, a mediocre guy, also knew that that year was the eve of the change of dynasties. This was because Ye Er's ancestors later became prosperous, so there were more records. The descendants were not motivated and had nothing worth bragging about, so naturally there were no records.

He had heard from the elders of Fuyu Mountain that he was not the only Lieyang after the Thirteenth Ancestor, but the previous ones all died before leaving any waves.

It seems that the matter of killing Lieyang is not inherited by blood. If the black box had not been dug out, I am afraid that the people in Fuyu Mountain would not know that the person who took over this matter was just a servant who might not even have his own surname.

The reason for those who want to deal with him may not only be related to current ideas and interests, but also some very long-standing historical inheritance reasons.

So, that Ye Er is a psychopath, and even if they have no grudges against him, they will still kill him.

"Continue to investigate."

"Sorry, sir, I may not be able to investigate for the time being. I have used too much computing power to track down important related information that is not the first priority, and the director of the headquarters has withdrawn some of my authorization."

"..." Wen Yan was speechless. He just casually said to continue investigating and went to the underworld. He didn't expect that the black box would investigate so deeply.

"For the time being, there is no need to investigate the history. Let's investigate the people and things related to Ye Er. By the way, keep an eye on the place I just mentioned. Notify me if there is any movement."