I am your natural enemy

Feng Yao had a pair of dead fish eyes, his eyes were dull but he completed the communication and task arrangement in an extremely efficient way. The whole process took less than ten minutes.

Then, after lying down on the simple bed in the office again, he stared, took out his mobile phone, and looked at where the sage map was now. He felt that he needed to take a look.

Or use merits to exchange for some potions. Recently, the Lieyang Department has cooperated with the Nanyang Alliance and got some things called energy potions.

This was made by the wizards in Europe. The original idea was to replenish the so-called magic power. Later, it was discovered that this thing should be called physical potion. It is purely used to replenish physical strength and has a part of the effect of relieving energy consumption.

If you don’t consider that the other party’s materials use a lot of weird things, the effect of the potion is actually not bad.

Feng Yao now hopes that Cai Heizi will come back quickly. He has lowered his expectations and doesn’t expect himself to be too relaxed, even if Cai Heizi comes back to take the blame.

Feng Yao fell asleep again after staring for less than a minute. He has learned to make up for sleep as much as possible.

On the other side, Wen Yan waited for a while before he saw a drone flashing red and approaching him quickly. A reminder popped up on his phone, asking him to receive the required express delivery in time.

The drone landed, Wen Yan took down the express delivery mounted below, took the paper and pen on it, signed the receipt, and the drone left quickly.

Wen Yan unpacked the package, and found a small device less than half the size of a palm. The lens looked very small, and there was frosted camouflage on the surface. There were three types of matching fixtures to choose from.

Wen Yan looked at the manual, and it was indeed very simple to use. It was tough and durable, and it could last at least a week in relatively calm waters within a depth of 15 meters.

According to the description, if Wen Yan put it in the rainy courtyard, when there were no people there, it could last at least three months in standby mode with the lowest power consumption.

If there was a change in the picture, it would automatically start recording, and it could record for six hours in ultra-high-definition quality.

Wen Yan looked at the device in his hand, which was less than half the size of a palm. What kind of black technology is this battery? How is the heat dissipation done?

As expected, there was no brand logo on the equipment, and no manufacturer information on the manual or packaging.

Forget it, as long as it works, don't worry about the rest.

He studied the equipment, followed the fool-proof operation in the manual, learned it once, checked it again, and made sure that there was no problem. He left with the equipment and the oil-paper umbrella.

He took a few dozen meters at a time and quickly left Qingcheng Mountain and headed deeper into the mountains. When he arrived, he looked up and looked at the clouds in the sky.

He reached out and gently moved one of the clouds, letting it float over his head, and then pinched it to let it sprinkle some drizzle.

Calculating the time, Wen Yan held up the oil-paper umbrella and stepped into the drizzle that only covered a hundred meters.

Gradually, his figure disappeared in the drizzle.

The surrounding fog emerged, and Wen Yan was already standing at the door of the rainy courtyard.

He put away the oil-paper umbrella and pushed the door open.

When the door was opened, a letter was placed behind it. There was no word on the envelope, only a drop of blood.

Wen Yan raised his hand, but before he could take it, the gray cloth took the lead and stretched out a corner to pick up the letter.

"Open it and take a look, don't destroy the traces on it."

The gray cloth immediately changed into the shape of more than a dozen fingers, opened the envelope bit by bit, and took out the letter inside.

At first glance, Wen Yan felt that the handwriting of the thin gold font was really good. It was basically the same as what he had seen in the museum. He couldn't see the difference, but the beauty was the same.

Some of the words in it were written in the simplified way before, which did not affect the understanding.

The general meaning is: I was surprised to hear that you have not died yet. After years of planning, I finally got what I wanted. Even if there are twists and turns, the result is generally good. The most important thing is to cross that step.

Your success is the greatest encouragement to everyone, proving that everything is possible.

If you need it, you can contact me at the old place. If you don't need it, everything will be the same as before.

He will surely be able to open the door and fulfill his long-cherished wish one day.

Wen Yan took a look and could feel from the words that the writer of the letter could no longer suppress his excitement.

Of course, he was not very professional, and he just had a preliminary judgment.

He took out a regular sealed bag from his bag, packed the letter and envelope separately, and stepped into the rainy courtyard.

It was unknown how this courtyard was built. After the rain master died, it seemed that there was no change except that it did not rain.

No, there might be one more thing. The courtyard has its own special magic. Entering here is like entering the water, which will automatically activate the basic effect of his Jieyu Shuiguan Lu.

Since there are still people who can come here, judging from the tone between the lines, it should not be a dead person.

If it is a living person, it is likely to be difficult to enter the courtyard.

The other party must have been here before. Maybe at that time, the rainy courtyard was not covered by the current power.

Wen Yan entered the courtyard and paused. Someone has been here.

He could feel a slightly familiar feeling, which was somewhat different from the pure silence here. It was a dead silence and oppression.

He closed his eyes, carefully sensed it, and recalled for a moment. This feeling was felt most often in his old dreams.

But at this moment, the feeling here is very light, and there is no longer the kind of cold and dark feeling that makes people very uncomfortable. It is more like the mucus left after a slug crawled over.

The rain master is right. After the rain stops here, it can no longer hide.

Maybe something has come here, and found that there is nothing here, so it left again.

He looked around and checked all the places first. There was no change in the room, no difference from before.

But he still took out his mobile phone to take a picture. He couldn't see the change. After returning, he asked the black box to compare. The black box could compare the small changes.

This kind of work is the simplest for the black box, and it doesn't even need to mobilize any computing power.

After taking the picture, he placed the camera in the rockery in the courtyard, leading to the backyard, so that the camera can take pictures of the entire courtyard, especially the direction of the gate.

If someone comes, he will definitely be able to take pictures of the other person's figure and appearance.

After setting it up, Wen Yan took a look. Unless he lay down in front of it, he couldn't find it. He didn't know what kind of lens it was, and he didn't even feel the reflection.

After Wen Yan confirmed it, he turned around and left. He would come back in a few days to see if there were any prey caught in the trap.

He closed the door and left.

After Wen Yan disappeared, a piece of fog on the courtyard wall dissipated slightly, and it turned into darkness.

A cold eyeball appeared there, cold and dark, and it began to make people feel uncomfortable.

There was a trace of human fear in the eyeball. It recognized Wen Yan.

It knew that Wen Yan was fierce, but it was the person standing behind Wen Yan who made it feel afraid. Last time, it followed Wen Yan in the old dream and caught up with the old dream of the aunt, and was crushed as soon as they met.

That time, it paid a huge price. It could continue to revive after dying in the old dream, but after that time, it lost one leg forever.

It didn't dare to chase after the aunt's old dream again, so it took another path and finally used Wen Yan to chase after the place where the illusion and the real world meet.

It was lost.

There, after dying several times, it finally resurrected in the old dream.

And it didn't get lost there forever because it made a deal with the Rain Master it met by chance. The Rain Master sent it a way, so that it could return to the illusory world of the old dream and resurrect after death.

Now, it finally found a way to go a little further and slowly infiltrate, but found Wen Yan here again.

It didn't want to wait, and didn't dare to wait.

It wanted to go to the real world and complete this transition in the level of life!

For it, this is ascension.

Originally, it planned to break all the strength and body, throw them over bit by bit, one by one, and finally squeeze the most core part over.

It was like completing the transition by being shattered countless times.

At that time, after coming here, it can restore its strength at the fastest speed.

Now it can't wait.

In the small gap above the mist, an eye squeezed in little by little as if from the dark hole. The eye was broken beyond recognition and fell into the darkness of the corner, completely blending in there.

After a long time, another eye squeezed in from there, which was even more broken. The eyeball turned into a pool of liquid and continued to blend into the darkness of the corner.

After eight times in a row, all eight eyeballs squeezed in, and the darkness in the dark hole on the mist dissipated.

The remaining bodies over there were used as fuel and cost to assist the core part to cross over.

In the dark corner, a large pile of fragments were hidden in the shadows, constantly wriggling and slowly condensing.

…

Wen Yan returned to the present world and originally planned to hand over the things to the Lieyang Department.

After looking at the time, forget it. He slept two hours a day, which was considered sleeping until he woke up naturally, but other people would die if they slept two hours a day.

Feng Yao was almost unable to hold it, so let's talk about it tomorrow morning.

Wen Yan took his phone, looked at his location, and ran to the location of the giant tree, looking at the giant tree from a distance.

This place has been blocked, and no one can enter within a few kilometers. Wen Yan did not show his ID. After entering the first outer layer, he looked at it from a distance on another mountain. He left after confirming that there was no problem.

Back to Qingcheng Mountain, it was still early in the morning. After thinking about it, he continued to practice.

He promised Huibu that the next door would be given to Huibu, and he could not break his promise to Huibu.

Standing in the courtyard, standing in the posture of Wuji Zhuang, he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

The difficulty of water grinding is not very high. As long as you are careful and serious, there will be no problems.

Wen Yan did not dare to advance bravely, purely because if he made a mistake, he would have a stiff neck and migraine at the least, and a cerebral hemorrhage at the worst.

After breaking through a stone door, he should grind it carefully and slowly in the future, and he should not be anxious.

He had already solved the first two layers of the Nine-Layered Mountain Range. The first stone gate was a sparrow cat, and the second stone gate was a little zombie.

Now he had reached the third stone gate, which was slightly more difficult to open than the previous ones, but the difference was not particularly large.

When his power completely occupied the stone gate according to the patterns on the stone gate, at the moment when the eyes of the two yellow-skinned reliefs merged.

The reliefs began to change without any obstacles.

Unlike the sparrow cat, it still had to argue, and unlike the little zombie, it would add some of its own private goods.

Wen Yan could even feel that Huibu was more anxious than him.

That's probably it, he just said three words.

"Please listen to the question..."

"Choose A."

Gray cloth answered immediately, then signed and handed in the paper synchronously, ensuring that all procedures were completed.

The relief on the stone door changed rapidly, and in an instant it turned into a long fluttering silk, which looked like it was flying in the air, very elegant, and the edges and corners seemed very powerful.

Wen Yan sighed, it was still the most reliable to follow him every day.

However, just after sighing, he found that the changes in the relief were not over yet.

On both sides of the fluttering gray cloth, one end was wrapped with a big mace, and the other end was wrapped with a sword.

Even if you look closely, you can see some details, and there seems to be something wrapped inside the gray cloth.

A closer look seems to be a tattered picture...

At this point, it seems that it is not over yet.

At the same time, on the cliff of the sea of ​​clouds, the old Tianshi who was meditating and resting suddenly opened his eyes.

The magic sword inserted in the ground trembled slightly.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and the magic sword flew into his hand. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sword, sensing the low hum from the magic sword, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Sword wrapping cloth, what is that thing for?"

Through the magic sword, the old Taoist priest didn't feel it very clearly, but he knew it wasn't a bad thing.

And the gray cloth had been following Wen Yan before...

The old Taoist priest thought about it, and wiped it on the magic sword, and a charm flew out and disappeared.

On the other side, Wen Yan looked at the relief changes on the stone door. The relief of the sword gradually became clearer. He recognized it at a glance. It was the old Taoist priest's magic sword, and the change of the relief ended here.

Wen Yan looked at the relief on the stone door in some astonishment.

Good guy, this guy is really loyal.

Even after the relief, he didn't forget to bring the Chunjun mace and the magic sword, and even the broken map in his arms.

Fortunately, I can only bring so much. Looking at the gray cloth, if possible, I would like to bring all the old friends with me.

A flame appeared on the stone door and burst open.

The third stone door was opened, and the mountains behind also appeared in front of him.

Wen Yan opened his eyes, and the gray cloth floated around him, part of it was wrapped around his arm, one end was holding the Chunjun mace, and the other end seemed to be holding a sword.

The flame flowed over, making the gray cloth, which was becoming more and more delicate, seem to turn red.

This time, Wen Yan did not see the prompt, but at this moment he could feel that there was an inexplicable connection between him and the gray cloth. As soon as he thought, the gray cloth could react synchronously.

After trying several times in a row, Wen Yan even felt that the time it took for the gray cloth to react was a little faster than what he wanted to do.

He picked up two branches and squatted on the ground. He held one in his hand and asked the gray cloth to hold one, and began to write synchronously.

It looks like they are completely synchronized, but Wen Yan can feel that the speed at which the gray cloth receives and executes the instructions is even faster than when he controls his own hands.

It's like an unconditioned reflex, so fast that he has no time to think and has already responded.

And being able to control the gray cloth to write synchronously is something that he couldn't do before. Before, he relied purely on tacit understanding and the gray cloth's own judgment to take the initiative to do something.

Even if there is no prompt to show any special ability, Wen Yan is very satisfied.

This is equivalent to directly improving his combat effectiveness and adaptability.

It can't be expressed in data or ability, but the improvement is real.

It's much better than the first door. Of course, Wen Yan doesn't care about the sparrow cat stone door, and there is no change. At that time, the sparrow cat didn't fight to the end, which was already a great help.

"Well done, good for loyalty."

Wen Yan was in a good mood and blessed the gray cloth with a violent sun.

"Come on, wrap around me, and I'll give you a good meal."

The gray cloth whizzed and wrapped Wen Yan into a mummy. The yang energy inside exploded, and all of it was bound by the gray cloth, absorbing Wen Yan's yang energy bit by bit.

At this time, on the third stone gate, a stream of light suddenly flew from the sky and landed on it. The gray cloth on the relief, holding the magic sword relief, flashed with light, and a thin lightning flashed around the sword body, and finally completely merged into the relief.

The gray cloth was loyal, and when good things happened, he didn't forget the magic sword that he had been with day and night.

On the third stone gate, under the flames, a trace of lightning occasionally began to flash, thunder and fire, natural closeness, compatibility.

Early the next morning, when the Taoist band continued to chant scriptures, Wen Yan called Feng Yao.

"Are you up this time?"

"Hmm..."

"I have something here, it's very important, I don't trust it to others, and I can't leave. I'll ask Feng Wei to deliver it to you later. After you receive it, you must know more about how to check it than me."

"Hmm..."

"You're still asleep?"

"Hmm..."

Wen Yan took the phone away and took a look, and then heard Feng Yao's voice again.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'm busy now, so I won't talk about it for now. If you want to tell me something, send me a message."

Wen Yan looked at the hung up call and felt something was wrong.

On the other side, Feng Yao tapped on the computer and listened to the recording of the call just now.

He looked at the time. It was not time to go to work yet, so he continued to modify it.

This call answering program that he made casually has a lot of bugs and is not very practical, but fortunately it can automatically answer Wen Yan's call and record it automatically.

The response is not good enough, and the judgment of whether it is urgent is not good enough. It is not easy to use, and it still needs to be modified.

In addition, this program automatically sends messages at 4 am every day, but there is no problem. The generated text looks like it was copied and pasted, which is not very similar to his tone. It still needs to be modified. In the future, I will send a message to Minister Cai at around 4 am every day to say hello.