I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan didn't see who was talking, and there was no response to the prompt. He thought it was some ghosts in the underworld who had some special information channels.

Most of the ghosts in the underworld are unconscious, but there are very few ghosts who are conscious, and some have lived here for a long time.

There are ghosts who like to harm people, but there are also ghosts who don't like to contact people. When they see people, they walk around and don't interfere with each other.

Wen Yan pulled the wires and installed street lights. Although he didn't deliberately add yang energy to the street lights, he would add it every time he passed by.

Sometimes when he remembered, he would bring a bunch of incense and stick it at the intersection.

These things are either for their own good or for convenience. There is no purpose or thought.

He didn't care, but almost all ghosts in the underworld may pass by the main intersection and get some benefits.

When the unconscious ghosts are illuminated by the warm-toned street lights with soft yang energy, they will feel comfortable, which is more or less beneficial.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, a conscious ghost took the initiative to send Wen Yan a crucial message.

Wen Yan didn't see who was talking at first glance, so he didn't force it. He just folded his hands.

"Thank you for the reminder."

After saying thank you, Wen Yan turned and left. A moment later, he brought down three more plates.

The plates were brought by Wen Yan from Fuyu Mountain. They were specially used to place offerings, and there were talismans carved on the bottom.

There were some offerings in each plate, all in numbers of three, stacked neatly.

He placed the offerings at the crossroads, lit three incense sticks with yang energy, and inserted them on the three offerings respectively.

This incense was also brought from Fuyu Mountain. It was a special incense. It actually had no smell. People could hardly smell it, and it could burn for a long time.

Every year during the Zhongyuan Festival, people from Fuyu Mountain went down the mountain, broke their fast and gave alms. They would place incense sticks at the crossroads and insert incense so that the lonely souls passing by could have a full meal during the festival.

One stick of incense can burn overnight, and it must be offered in the main hall for a year to achieve the best effect. The price is the same as offering paper money, which is not cheap.

After Wen Yanshun came, he rarely used it.

After all, this thing is roughly equivalent to a buffet, a big pot meal, and it is really meaningless for small families to use it.

Originally, a table was set up here during the New Year.

Every day, the countless dead souls here will take the initiative to give way to him. During the New Year, at least they should show some respect and invite him to have a meal.

Today is the Little New Year, and it is just the right time to prepare New Year's goods, so let everyone join in the fun.

After placing the offerings, Wen Yan blessed the offerings and incense with yang energy, bowed his hands, and turned to leave.

The curling smoke hovered at the crossroads, and all the dead souls passing by here could taste the taste of Wen Yan's New Year's goods, and a hint of the sun's yang energy, which was better than the street lamp.

It is unlikely to make them stronger, but it can at least stabilize their souls so that they will not dissipate into thin air when a gust of cold wind blows by.

In the whistling cold wind, there were faint exclamations from the group of dead souls.

"Rapeseed oil, heat it first, then cool it down before use. The taste of this marinade is authentic Guanzhong craftsmanship. Isn't it said that Dalukou is in Nanwu?"

Wen Yan returned home. The housekeeper was wrapped in an apron, busy with a lot of things, and was at ease.

Quemao was still squatting at the kitchen door, wanting to eat the food that had just come out of the pot.

Wen Yan ate two bites and then went to call the head of the headquarters.

Originally, I wanted to talk to Feng Yao first, but I remembered that I went to Feng Yao directly last time when I had something to do. It was just a routine transmission of information, and Feng Yao was cheated. This time, I decided to go directly to the head of the headquarters.

"Director, I just got some information. I don't know if it's true or not, and I'm not sure if I can tell you."

"Tell me what it's about first."

"It's about the New Year. Based on my knowledge, it should be New Year's Eve." Wen Yan said very seriously.

"Nian Beast?"

"Well, I just came up from the main road, and a ghost told me that it will come this year, but I didn't see who told me, so I'm not sure if it's true or not."

"That's almost the same. Last year, a Taoist priest who was proficient in Ziwei Doushu in Longhu Mountain issued a warning.

He said that according to his speculation, combined with the fortune of Shenzhou, it can be roughly speculated that the Nian Beast will appear within three years.

It didn't come last year, but this year the recovery of spiritual energy has begun to accelerate again, and it's about time to come."

Hearing this, Wen Yan suddenly remembered something.

"So, last year, most places started to allow fireworks and firecrackers. Is that because of this?"

"It's not all about this. There are all kinds of reasons. We gave some suggestions and it was passed. But the specific implementation depends on the policies of various places. It is not mandatory."

"So, some places were reserved for artificial interference to make the Nian beast descend in specific places?"

"There is indeed this consideration. We must make all kinds of preparations in advance as much as possible."

Wen Yan understood. Last year, he just watched for fun and saw people complaining online that they went to the next county to set off firecrackers and fireworks, and came back after having fun.

At that time, he didn't expect there would be these reasons later.

"Do you need me to work overtime?"

"Not for the time being. We have prepared many plans for this last year.

After another year of research and continuous improvement, we have all kinds of plans.

If there is an emergency and you are needed, I will call you.

Otherwise, you can just spend the New Year at home. "

"Okay."

Wen Yan knew what was going on and felt relieved. The Lieyang Department was quite reliable in doing this kind of thing.

He continued to stay at home and enjoy the holidays.

As the days passed, his community became more lively than usual.

As a small town, many people usually go to the county town of Nanwu County to work, where there are more people, more opportunities, and higher salaries.

Even if you open a bun shop and eat half of the buns without seeing the meat, as long as the location is right, the shop can still be opened.

When Wen Yan first came to Nanwu County, he bought buns next to Yuzhou People's Hospital. The buns were as big as fists, and the fillings were not as big as walnuts. Ren Da, this incident shocked Wen Yan, who saw this situation for the first time. This unlucky store didn't close down.

Now that the New Year is coming soon, there are obviously more people and cars in the small town.

However, the villa area in the north of Wen Yan's community is still calm, even more deserted than usual, with only a few families.

Before, Wen Yan thought that the neighbors who were working outside and should come back for the New Year still locked their doors, and no one came back at all.

However, Wu Tingsheng, the boss of the developer of this community, who lived in the building at the easternmost end of the community, came back with his family during the New Year.

Xiao Wu has recovered well in the past few months. It is said that his IQ has increased by two times. At the age of 15, his painting skills are also improving. Boss Wu does not ask for a high level of improvement, but only hopes that before he dies, Xiao Wu can recover to the point where he can take care of himself and touch the tail of a normal person.

Time passed, and on the 28th day of the lunar year, Wen Yan pushed the stroller and took his silly son, who weighed several kilograms, for a stroll in the community.

When he reached the easternmost part, he saw Xiao Wu standing by the window, holding a painting and waving at him.

Wen Yan turned around and wanted to send his silly son back first.

Letting his silly son enter Xiao Wu's house is no different from a house mouse falling into a rice jar. After entering, if the silly son sees something, his clothes will be soaked with saliva.

Seeing Wen Yan turn around, the silly son who was happy just now, immediately started crying loudly.

Wen Yan didn't buy it, and didn't spoil the little brat. The silly son was still young, and he was stupid in other aspects, but he was very smart when it came to eating.

He howled twice, and stopped crying when he was given food. If he wasn't given food, he knew it was useless, so he stopped crying. He continued to be happy when he should be silly, and he ate when he should eat, without any delay.

"Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen..."

Xiao Wu waved his hands, calling Wen Yan, and signaled Wen Yan to come home.

On this side, Wu Tingsheng had already walked out of the living room, still with a standard Nanwu County accent.

"Mr. Wen, are you free? Come in and sit down when you are free. My son wants to give your son something."

"Ah?"

"My son has been waiting for a long time, waiting for the red envelopes to be distributed during the Chinese New Year."

"It's not the Chinese New Year yet."

"For children, it's already the Chinese New Year now. "

Wen Yan smiled and said nothing more, pushing the stroller into Wu Tingsheng's house.

When the silly son saw the change of direction, he was still howling just now, but now he immediately changed his face and stopped crying. He looked around with wide eyes, his little hands were still flapping, as if he wanted to sit up and look.

When he entered, he saw Xiao Wu coming down with a painting.

After not seeing him for many days, Xiao Wu looked much more energetic, his face was a little fleshy, and his complexion was rosy, but his eyes were still as clear as ever.

"Uncle Wen, this is a red envelope for my brother. "

Xiao Wu handed over a painting with both hands. The painting looked a bit abstract and exaggerated like a cartoon. The basic skills were indeed much better than the previous two months.

Wu Tingsheng also listened to the advice and did not ask anyone to teach too advanced things. He just taught the most basic basic skills. The rest was up to Xiao Wu to play on his own.

The painting showed a drooling little man sitting on one side, and on the other side was a monster that looked a bit like a cow but had horns.

Seeing this painting, the silly son's hands were on the fence of the stroller, and it seemed that his whole body was trying to sit up.

The first time Wen Yan saw it, he could tell that this was a painting with soul, but the soul power in this painting was much weaker than what Wen Yan had seen before.

"Uncle Wen, is this okay? I thought about it for a long time. Children can drink milk, right?

I asked specifically before. I can give my brother a red envelope during the Chinese New Year, right? "

Xiao Wu had an expectant look on his face.

Wen Yan had told Xiao Wu before that his silly son was still young and couldn't eat anything randomly.

Xiao Wu kept it in mind and had been thinking about it for several months.

Finally, he succeeded in making a pair and thought it should be given to children.

Adding the excuse of giving red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, it was difficult for Wen Yan to refuse.

Wen Yan reached out and patted Xiao Wu's shoulder, and gave him some Yang energy.

"Sure, I thank you on behalf of your brother."

Wu Tingsheng, who was standing by, handed Xiao Wu a standard Nanwu County red envelope.

"The red envelope needs to be put in. "

Xiao Wu suddenly realized, and quickly folded the painting, carefully stuffed it into the red envelope, and then handed it to Wen Yan with both hands.

Wen Yan pointed to the stroller, indicating Xiao Wu to give it directly to the silly son.

The red envelope was placed on the silly son, and the silly son immediately stretched out his two hands, grabbed the red envelope, and laughed foolishly.

The little head also looked towards Wen Yan, and seeing Wen Yan looking at him with a smile, the silly son resisted the urge to eat now, but just held the red envelope tightly.

"Did you think of that thing in the painting?"

Wen Yan asked casually. The drooling little man could be seen as his silly son at a glance, but he really had no impression of what the monster was.

"I dreamed about it a few nights ago."

"Oh? You just drew it a few days ago?"

"Yes, I finally drew it once. I feel that if the monster can have milk, it might be just right."

"Is it the same as in the painting?"

"Actually, I don't draw it like it." Xiao Wu was a little embarrassed: "What I dreamed of is much more beautiful than the painting."

"It's okay, you draw very well, it's not about looking like it."

"You dreamed of that... cow, what happened?"

"I just saw it from a distance, and wanted to get closer, it looked at me and ran away."

Wen Yan understood, and didn't ask any more questions. After praising Xiao Wu, he let Xiao Wu play with his silly son.

Among the silly son's favorite people, Xiao Wu is definitely in the top three.

Wen Yan chatted with Wu Tingsheng on the side, talked about the recent situation, and asked Xiao Wu about the day when the painting was painted.

Wu Tingsheng said it was the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, the day of the Little New Year.

The local Little New Year is the 24th day, and Wen Yan is used to the 23rd day.

Wen Yan made a note of this incident, and he didn't think Xiao Wu would imagine it out of thin air.

According to Xiao Wu's previous examples of painting with soul, each one was not painted out of thin air, but had his emotional sustenance, the most sincere and pure things, and the real things in it, and finally a painting with soul was created.

In other words, the monster in the painting must be real.

After leaving Xiao Wu's house and returning home, Wen Yan was ready to take out the red envelope from his silly son and take a photo first. The silly son grabbed it tightly and just wouldn't let go.

"I'll take it out for you. I don't want it, and I can't eat it. It's all yours."

Wen Yan persuaded him, but his silly son refused to let go. He spent more than half an hour with Wen Yan. In the end, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep. Wen Yan finally got it.

After opening it, he took a photo and sent it to the black box, which made the black box do key feature matching. Then he handed it over to the professionals to extract the key elements and make a match.

Whether Xiao Wu's painting is similar or not is another matter, but some core elements should be there.

Wen Yan felt that Xiao Wu's dream of a real thing on the day of the Little New Year must not be without reason.

Especially when Wen Yan just got the news and verified it in the Lieyang Department that the Nian Beast was about to come.

After the picture was sent, Wen Yan was waiting for the news. When he turned around, he saw his silly son open his eyes with sleepy eyes and his little mouth kept smacking.

"Okay, okay, it's been a few months, and there are not many souls on it. You can try it and think of it as eating less supplementary food." He put the painting on his silly son, and the silly son immediately became energetic. He grabbed the painting with both hands, and saw a trace of obvious and pure soul power, which was grabbed out and stuffed into the mouth of the silly son. The silly son smiled, and his whole body seemed to be emitting a simple and happy sense of satisfaction. He only grabbed it once with both hands. After the silly son ate it, he closed his eyes contentedly and began to sleep. Wen Yan shook his head. He was really a novice and playful person. He was full after just one bite. He put away the painting and put it back into the red envelope. This thing was given to the silly son by Xiao Wu, so he kept it for the silly son. After putting it away, a prompt suddenly popped up in front of Wen Yan. "Fixed ability 'I am your father', get an additional 10% progress, current progress 29%."

"Get new special effect: red envelope.

When you take out a red envelope containing soul power, your son's real-time intimacy with you will soar to 100%."

"Because you already have the title of Gold's Natural Enemy, the new special effect of the fixed ability I am your father can be linked with it to evolve some other effects."

Wen Yan was no longer surprised when he saw the previous prompt.

He had already seen that his first fixed ability was purely literal.

Even the progress was purely literal, and it was impossible to advance quickly.

Feeding the stupid son increased the progress, but it didn't increase later. Now it has been a few months, and it is the first time to feed the stupid son with complementary food, and it has increased again.

It also derived a new special effect that is not concealed. This stupid son is too realistic.

There is actually a real-time intimacy, and this thing is still floating.

As for the new effects later, according to his previous experience, it should be that there was nothing before, and some new changes have evolved. He will slowly figure it out and experiment.

When he sent his stupid son to the next door, the old lady saw that his stupid son was sleeping so soundly, and knew that he was full and full. She said a few words to Wen Yan. Wen Yan didn't even have a bottle, so he must have been fed something else.

The old lady told Wen Yan not to feed him complementary food so early, especially not to feed him full, just treat it as a supplement. Children will not eat well if they taste something else.

Wen Yan was scolded honestly and didn't dare to say anything.

When he returned home, the black box sent some news at night.

The team on the Lieyang Department has studied it, and some characteristics and elements of the monster in the painting are indeed highly suspected to be the Nian Beast.

This thing is not so certain, and it is even a bit troublesome, because the relevant legends and stories have clear records, which are only about a hundred years old.

Unlike some things, which have been around for thousands of years, through dynasties, various records, and various legends, no matter how they change, the foundation remains unchanged.

Things with unchanged foundations are relatively certain, easy to target, and easy to find solutions.

The most troublesome thing about the Nian Beast is this uncertainty.

It may have existed in the past, but it may not have been called this. The name has changed, the pattern of its appearance has changed, and it is no longer the same as before.

Add to that the special time point of the New Year, and things will seem a bit troublesome.

Because of the uncertainty of mood, habits, strength and ability, etc., the Lieyang Tribe cannot afford to be careless.