I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan didn't rush to take action and tried to hit Baoxin's head.

He looked at Xin's performance and thought about the introduction in the prompt. He now felt that simply beating up Xin would not have much impact or benefit. Apart from venting, it would not have much effect.

And he was carrying a modern magic weapon and had already cut the grass. Now he was thinking about how to solve the problem better, rather than simply and roughly solving the problem for the person with the problem.

He closed his eyes and turned to look towards the way he came. In the darkness, he suddenly felt that two obviously strong guys appeared in the distance.

A person's strength should not be weak, flickering, disappearing and appearing.

The other one is very weird, not weak at all, but very weak at the same time.

It's very weak, but it can be detected by his dark sense, and the sense is relatively clear.

That's where he came from. Is someone going to go along the way?

But then, Wen Yan felt that the two guys gradually moved away and gradually disappeared from the induction.

After sensing this, Wen Yan looked at Xiong who was lying on the ground and had given up struggling, thought for a while, and said.

"Do you want to die? Or do you want to change your life?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wen Yan immediately shook his head and said.

"Forget it, stop talking. I can't understand you even if you say it. Your accent is too strong, just listen.

As for me, I just discovered something. Although we have different positions, this position is also a matter of core interests.

Even if you go to the other side of the world, you still can't get what you want.

Your path has been limited from the beginning by the guy who exiled you here.

You are a typical example of how the harder you work, the less likely you are to achieve your goals.

But I don't understand. Do they want you to be trapped and die here after you complete your evolution?

If so, I clearly feel that there are still people nearby, why is no one coming to save you?

I always feel that someone wants you to die after you complete your evolution.

If you die, will Xin be released again?

Or was it that before you, there was no Xin at all? You were just like those monsters sacrificed, and you were just a sacrifice used to cultivate Xin? "

Wen Yan looked at Xin and said nothing, so he asked.

"Can you understand what I'm saying? If you can, then let's continue talking about fifty cents. If you don't understand, don't waste each other's time.

I think we can chat for a little bit purely because I think what you want is not in that world.

Your core interests do not conflict with ours, so I just want to talk nonsense with you.

Do you understand this? "

Xin could indeed understand Wen Yan's meaning. After experiencing despair, he had actually figured it out.

It was only when Wen Yan touched him deeper that he thought, was it possible that he was actually a sacrifice?

Wen Yan's words are indeed true. Xin wanted to appear in the world, but actually it was just for a possible opportunity, a chance to complete his transformation.

Now that the transformation has been completed, and this transformation itself is a pit.

Then he really has no reason to go to this world again.

If given a choice, what he would prefer is to return to the place where he was expelled.

Xin understood Wen Yan's words, but he really didn't understand what Wen Yan meant.

He just nodded to show that he understood.

Wen Yan grinned and said.

"Let's make a deal. I know your understanding of death is different from mine.

Therefore, I feel that I can give you a different form and help you fix your current career so that the career you have worked so hard for will not become someone else’s wedding dress.

As a price, you continue to guard here.

Later, if I am able, I will help you return to the place where you were expelled.

how? "

Xin remained silent, he actually didn't want to think anymore.

Ever since he felt the complete suppression from a superior just now, he knew that resistance was useless, and he didn't want to resist. Everything was meaningless, so why should he resist? It's better to die clean.

Now Wen Yan, the superior, pointed out another way for him.

He had absolutely no reason to refuse. This was indeed the method that best suited what he wanted.

It was impossible on his own to return to the place from which he had been expelled.

Of course, the most important thing is that he does not object to taking refuge in a superior person like Wen Yan and has no psychological burden.

Xin just thought about it for a moment, then nodded and gave up thinking.

It's nothing more than dying completely under that weird power. As for the rest, it's not a big problem.

Xin nodded in confirmation, and Wen Yan asked again to make sure that Xin fully understood what he meant, and then he suddenly started to exert force.

He pinched Xin's body, lifted it up, and stood on the ground. His power began to erode at a high frequency.

Things like probability, in fierce battles, are indeed too pretentious and unreliable.

But if you can control the number of triggers, as long as the number is enough, then theoretically, no matter how low the probability is, as long as it is not 0, there is always a chance to trigger.

And his title of natural enemy of ghosts and gods, along with his ability, are actually quite high.

As long as it is triggered, a ghost can be sealed and turned into a ghostly soul lamp.

After just ten seconds of high-frequency triggering, some power emerged from Wen Yan's palm, covering Xiong's whole body.

All the covered areas began to turn into black stone.

Xu didn't resist. This was not a sacrifice, but a transformation. He could clearly feel what he was transforming into.

And for him, he didn't think it was a bad thing to transform into a soul lamp of the underworld.

After all, these guys' philosophy regarded sacrifice as a transformation of life form, and even regarded it as a transition.

After completing the transformation, Xu would not die, and Xu's profession would not be released. Moreover, he could feel that in this form, he could be taken away from the dark land.

Xu endured the seal with peace of mind, and was not worried that Wen Yan would not keep his word, because he had no choice.

What Wen Yan said was also right. From the moment he completed the transformation, the two sides no longer had any core interest conflicts.

The petrification slowly spread, and Xu gradually turned into a soul lamp of the underworld, standing on the ground, with a wisp of gray-black flame burning in the wick.

The flame illuminated the surroundings, and the places illuminated by this black-gray flame would turn into black, white and gray.

The moment Wen Yan reached out and touched the Soul Lamp of the Underworld, his perspective began to change.

The black-gray light seemed to instantly illuminate the surrounding area of ​​several kilometers, as if this dark world suddenly lit up, except that everything he could see was black, white and gray.

A few kilometers away, beside the path by the water, there were a few footprints with a hint of color, which were very obvious. There were also some traces of activity in the air. Something floated from the air onto the path and then returned from the path.

In a world without color, a little bit of color that suddenly appeared would become extremely conspicuous.

Wen Yan let go of his hand and was still able to maintain this perspective. He could see the area illuminated by the black-gray flame-colored Soul Lamp of the Underworld, but he didn't know how long it would last.

He picked up the Soul Lamp of the Underworld, came to the side of the path, and placed it by the water. The light also illuminated the two or three kilometers of the path, as well as the dead black water on both sides of the path.

He could feel that just by observing the black water from this perspective, the space occupied by the black water was completely anchored, and the previous obscure feeling, as if he didn't know where it led to, dissipated.

He set up the soul lamp of the underworld, just like before. After he set it up, it seemed to take root and merged with the land.

"You stay here. If I have the ability to go to the place where you used to stay, I will send you there personally."

After saying it again, the soul lamp of the underworld was motionless, and the flame of the wick remained in an unusually stable state. This was the calmest soul lamp of the underworld that Wen Yan had encountered.

Looking back, Wen Yan did not continue to rashly explore the surroundings. He took out a small camera from his cloth bag and placed it on the path, facing the direction of the land.

This was made for him by the talents of the Lieyang Department before. He used it in Gu Meng. It has a super long standby time. When the picture does not change, it will maintain the standby state. It will be activated and automatically shoot when it senses the picture change and something appears.

After leaving this thing here and turning on the machine, Wen Yan took some of the things here as samples and turned to leave.

Tonight is not over yet, he can't be too idle outside. After all, when it is close to 12 o'clock, Tuoba Wushen will end his transformation on the last day of the month.

Even if Wen Yan can try to connect seamlessly at that time, according to his speculation, the state of stacking buffs will be interrupted.

In other words, Tuoba Wushen will suddenly become much weaker in a short period of time.

He has been stacking buffs for two consecutive days and continues to become stronger. If Wen Yan wants to change, he can only wait until Tuoba Wushen becomes Zhang Xuewen before he has a chance to change.

Besides, there may be other problems in the underworld.

Wen Yan left along the path. Under the influence of the soul lamp of the underworld, Wen Yan could still see some traces left in the air within a few kilometers covered by the black and gray flames, all of which were left when someone went to the dark island before.

All the way back to the island, Wen Yan asked the ghosts on guard, they didn't see anyone approaching the island, and the other party didn't enter the visible range at all.

After Wen Yan replenished some strength here, he left the island.

On the other side, it was almost midnight. The vortex in the center of the floating island had completely solidified during the day. Tuoba Wushen stayed here for half a day to consolidate it, and now he had left the floating island.

The dark floating island floated on the sea, but it did not drift with the flow. It was as if it was anchored in the center, as stable as a real island. No matter how the waves surged, there was still no sign of shaking.

The biggest problem now is the cloud sea rift guarded by the old Tianshi.

Because those bastards played a very dirty old man tactic.

The cloud sea rift is very unstable, not a fixed tunnel in the ordinary understanding.

The main intersection of Decheng was actually similar at first. The underworld was very stable, and the outside was also stable. The space between the underworld and the basement of the old Zhao family actually changed.

It was only after a series of factors, such as the living borrowing the road, the ghosts' obsession, the yang energy shining, the spiritual energy revival progressing, etc., that the path seemed to become a fixed path.

The Cloud Sea Crack was different. There was a long-standing passage here, but that passage was in the ever-changing sea of ​​clouds.

The Lieyang Tribe wanted to mobilize some weapons and spend money, but it was basically useless. It was the most suitable to rely on the old Tianshi.

The old Tianshi was not young anymore, and he was a little tired after being tortured.

Seeing that the other side stopped for a while, they would immediately start the next wave of harassment without waiting for him to rest.

And this time, I don’t know what came from the other side, and the lethality of the altar fell sharply.

If not, the aliens on the opposite side would have died several times at least.

At this time, the old Taoist priest’s sword was sent back.

While the other side stopped again, the old Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

And the sword flew up and landed in front of the altar, transforming into the appearance of the old Taoist priest.

After all, he was old, and his physical body could not withstand the tactics of the old man. In extreme cases, he could withstand it, but in the current situation, the other party obviously did not intend to give up easily.

Then the old Taoist priest could not continue to bear it hard. While the sword that went out was sent back, his body directly entered a resting state, and the incarnation transformed by the sword continued to stand in front of him and perform the ritual.

At this moment, in the Lieyang Department, the head of the headquarters had been working for more than a day, but his face was still calm, without any fatigue on his face, and the whole person had a little more sharpness.

The chief secretary next to him was most familiar with the head of the headquarters. He knew that the head of the headquarters had a sense of fortitude and sharpness, which was actually the head of the headquarters beginning to be tired.

He came to the head of the headquarters and whispered in his ear.

"Head of the headquarters, there is new news, you need to know, and there is also a video call."

The head of the headquarters glanced at the device in his hand, nodded, and turned back to the office.

This is the new news from the black box.

This is also an excuse to take a short break and stay focused. After more than a day, he can hardly hide his edge.

After returning to the office and closing the door, the head of the headquarters showed more fortitude and sharpness, and here he can be less suppressed.

He turned on the device, and the black box sent a message.

"First, Mr. Wen's signal has been reconnected, and he has returned.

This is the latest information Mr. Wen brought back."

Black Box listed some of the information uploaded by Wen Yan. Wen Yan didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything without confirmation.

Some things that are not suitable for recording will be put on hold for the time being.

After the director of the headquarters finished reading the latest information and breathed a sigh of relief, Black Box continued to summarize the news.

"In addition, Mr. Wen uploaded the relevant story about ghosts, and we have found an important event that may be related.

Ruzhou has had many names, and this name has a very long history. Fortunately, it is still in use today, and the possibility of duplicate names is extremely low.

It is also because Ruzhou was once an important town and a powerful state, and it is also in the Central Plains, so there are many records left here.

In the existing database, a fragmentary county annals, a family tree of a wealthy family surnamed Wang, and a written record left in a tomb that was once robbed, all confirm each other, and it can be basically confirmed.

In Ruzhou, there was once a Dayuying village. There were many craftsmen in this village, and there was once a master craftsman who participated in the design of the Grand Canal.

According to written records, there were indeed several craftsmen in this village, but they were implicated because of the embankment repair, and there was no name in the official record.

But the family tree and the inscription in the tomb record the name Wang Wulang.

Less than half a year after Wang Wulang was executed, bandits robbed and slaughtered a village, Dayuying The villagers of the village thought that they were not as strong as the village that was massacred, so they moved the whole village after receiving the news in advance.

Later, the bandits entered the village. At dawn, a thunderbolt fell and hit a peach tree. Since then, the whole village, along with the bandits, disappeared.

The inscription in the tomb records that Wulang was wronged and suffered, and after his death, he turned into a peach wood in the family, which attracted heavenly punishment and killed the bandits.

According to the content in the existing database, it is speculated that the real effect was the ancient jade buried under the peach tree in the information given by Mr. Wen.

At that time, there was thunder, and the peach tree was the highest point, which attracted the thunderbolt, which contained huge power and stimulated the power of the ancient jade, moving the whole village away.

According to the existing similar records, it is reasonable to speculate that the ghosts that Mr. Wen saw were also affected by similar forces and fell into the wilderness after their death. "

The general manager did not interrupt Black Box to summarize the news, even if this news, at first glance, did not seem to be very important news.

"Anything else? If that's the case, the priority shouldn't be so high."

"Yes, after a preliminary search of the open database, there are seven similar records.

The last record is from the early Wu Ming period.

In this record, there is a rubbing of the ancient jade.

The director who was recuperating last year once had an ancient jade that was 73% similar to the rubbing.

This ancient jade was sold by the director after he began recuperation..."

When the information given by the black box came to this, the director's finger suddenly tapped the table.

"Let Cai Qidong come up and talk."

"Okay, I've dialed a video call for you through the dedicated line."

The video call was dialed and the other side was automatically connected.

Then the director saw Cai Qidong lying in the conference room, looking like a corpse, lying there quietly.

In front of the corpse, which looked stiff, there was a sign with a piece of paper on it, which read "My time is up, I'm going to sleep first."

When the director saw this scene, he remembered that he had ignored the time.

Just now, he felt something was wrong when he was listening. Where did the black box get this kind of associative ability? When used as a tool, it is indeed an excellent auxiliary. It is basically impossible for the black box to unravel and connect all these things.

Just the 73% similarity, the head of the headquarters knew that according to the logic of the black box, it is absolutely impossible to compare to this point without a clear goal.

There must be a goal first, and then the scope can be narrowed down and accurate comparison can be made.

Finally, it involved the director who was rested because of the Cai Qidong incident last year. The head of the headquarters immediately determined that all of this was done by Cai Qidong.

Only Cai Qidong would bite people in such a tricky way.