I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan drooped his eyelids slightly and sensed it carefully.

He used the violent sun to bless and summon the spirits. This was the first time he encountered it. When he was eroded in the opposite direction, the Golden Avenue was broken.

Fortunately, he did not rashly let Pei Tugou go over, otherwise, who knows what would happen.

He roughly calculated the direction. From where he was, according to the direction of the Golden Avenue, he would probably pass through the edge of the Arctic Circle and finally reach the Maple Leaf Country.

In other words, the grave of Lao Lao Jin should be in the Maple Leaf Country now.

Recalling the power just now, it was not from ghosts, like aliens, but more of a strange power similar to the Golden Avenue, and a familiar dark breath.

Wen Yan wrote down all these things and opened his eyes.

"Okay, okay, you are playing restoration and colluding with outsiders. Okay, don't regret it."

Before Lao Jin said anything, Wen Yan got angry.

Damn it, digging up the graves of my old warriors in Shenzhou, and daring to use some power that is probably official in nature, well, don't blame me for being rude.

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and called the head of the headquarters directly.

"I want to build an altar, with flags and emblems, and it's better to plan the location carefully."

Wen Yan repeated what happened just now, and the head of the headquarters looked slightly cold.

If it was just a scumbag in the same family of Lao Jin, and this matter did not involve the power of aliens and professionals, then this matter would first be a matter within the family. According to convention, the priority is to see the opinions of the family.

If there is an old man in the Lao Jin family who takes the lead and a contemporary person in charge, and finds a department like the Lieyang Department, the Lieyang Department can intervene.

But now, it is obviously not a matter within the family.

"What kind of altar do you want, what specifications, someone will contact you later to discuss the details.

As for this matter..."

The head of the headquarters recalled and said.

"This tomb cannot be used simply by digging up the coffin and remains. The process is actually very complicated.

Especially when you say that the tomb looks unchanged on the surface, but in fact only the outermost layer of skin remains.

There are not many people who can do this.

There are only a handful of people who are capable of doing these things."

The general manager tapped the tablet, and some text and picture materials appeared on the big screen in front of him.

"As early as a hundred years ago, people from Maple Leaf Country came to us to buy a tomb from the late Wu Ming Dynasty and wanted to transfer it intact.

Those people had very strict requirements. In today's world, it is equivalent to taking the soul of a person with them.

There were very few tomb robbers with this level at that time, and one of them, a man named Hu, took this business.

Those yellow-haired devils took a fancy to the mausoleum of Zu Dashou, a general in the late Wu Ming Dynasty.

In fact, they were tricked by the man named Hu and given a tomb of a dog profiteer who donated a military officer.

There are many records that can confirm this.

Later, in the early days of archaeology, a small number of things in some textbooks actually came from this man named Hu. Hu's family.

They have a lot of experience in how to excavate safely and how to ensure that cultural relics are not damaged during the excavation process.

It is a valuable experience in the early stage of forming an archaeological team. "

"Director, do you mean this matter is related to the surname Hu?"

"Not necessarily, but as insiders, even if they don't know who did it, they must know who is the most suspicious. "

"Then I will go to meet them."

"No, just let you know about it. Tell Lao Jin and Lao Jin will take care of it. Don't go to see those people."

"Oh..."

Wen Yan hung up the phone and told Lao Jin about it. Lao Jin knew who to find as soon as he heard it and left in a hurry.

Wen Yan never used a physical altar to summon souls, but this time he had to increase the intensity and raise the specifications.

Call them first and then settle the accounts. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like being held hostage by the robbers?

Wen Yan was furious, but he knew in his heart that he had to take it slowly.

After he performed the soul summoning, the virtual image of the altar and the banners were all recorded. According to their specifications, it was not a big problem for the Lieyang Department to build the entity.

The Lieyang Department can definitely find talents in this field to assist and guide. From materials to things, I dare not say that it is absolutely perfect, but at least there will be no mistakes.

Lao Jin left quickly. Two hours later, Lao Jin called.

"Brother Wen, there is something... I need to ask your opinion first."

"Old Jin, you say."

"I found the descendants of Lao Hu's family, but Lao Hu said that he needs to see you first."

"Then bring them here."

After a while, Lao Jin led a farmer who looked to be in his fifties or sixties and had an honest face.

"This is Lao Hu, who is now an archaeological expert here and a hired expert for the special operation to combat tomb robbery.

He has a deep understanding of tomb artifacts. He can sniff out which antiques are tomb artifacts with his eyes closed.

And he can judge which faction and generation the person is from by the traces of the holes he has dug."

Lao Hu, who looked like an ordinary farmer, waved his hand and turned to look at Wen Yan.

"Let's not beat around the bush. Lao Jin told me about something. It's about the elders, so I will definitely help.

I just came here to see you and ask you something."

"Ask, old man." Wen Yan was very polite.

"There was a rumor before that the Northeast White Fox Clan was wiped out by you. Is it true or not?"

"If I say no, Mr. Hu may not believe it, right?"

"If you dare to say it, I dare to believe it."

Wen Yan calculated the time. The things he needed to prepare now had nothing to do with him, and the things he needed to deal with did not need him for the time being. He thought about it and said.

"Mr. Hu, do you dare to go to the underworld?"

"Ha, how can a person from the Hu family not dare to go to the underworld." Mr. Hu laughed.

"I can take you to see it, but I need to know why first."

"It's not a secret. When I was young, I went into the mountains with my father. We were hit by a blizzard and met a giant monkey.

My father's foot was injured and he was frozen. If things went wrong, we would both die in the mountains.

At that time, a white fox awakened its intelligence and performed a small illusion to scare away the giant monkey.

It took us to find an empty bear cave. We waited for several days before we were rescued.

My father had one foot amputated, and I also broke two toes.

I owe them a huge favor. There are demons in their tribe who do evil, and they deserve to die.

But if they can show mercy and leave some incense, I will repay their favor this time.

Whatever you want to do now, I will help you do it even if I lose my life."

Wen Yan understood. Since his first half of his life was cleansed, the rumors about him have become more and more outrageous.

Everyone was talking about exterminating the whole clan, but in fact, if it really happened, they would all think that this move was too cruel.

This old Hu obviously had a preconceived idea.

Wen Yan was too lazy to explain, and took Old Hu to the underworld and came to the old forest.

Old Hu's resistance to Yin Qi was very high. Wen Yan was originally going to bless him with Yang Qi, but he didn't expect that Old Hu's body would not react much when walking on the underworld. At most, it was like walking on a night road in winter. Drinking a bowl of warm soup and drinking a sip of medicinal wine could dispel the cold.

Coming to the place where we used to be again, there were many footprints near the entrance of the white fox clan. Obviously, many people tried to come here later, but unfortunately, they could never get in again. The road was destroyed by Wen Yan.

Unless there is someone like Wen Yan who has a high-level passive never get lost, otherwise, no one can get in.

Lao Hu looked at the traces nearby. Compared with the last time he came here last year, there were obviously many more. Moreover, he could see that there were several waves of people and monsters. He actually understood what the consequences would be if the road was not destroyed.

That clan land was the jade in the jade.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

When Wen Yan was about to pull Lao Hu in, Lao Hu looked at Wen Yan's calm face and seemed to want to go in and see what it looked like now. He sighed secretly.

"Forget it, let's go back."

"Hmm?"

"Let's not take risks, let's go."

Lao Hu turned and left. Wen Yan was confused and followed behind him. He didn't say anything all the way. After he went back, Lao Hu said.

"I believe what you say, and I believe my own eyes. I can see that you are not that kind of cruel person.

If you take me in and out this time, then someone must know about it and someone can go in and out.

That will bring disaster to the little monsters in the white fox tribe.

You will get the initial results of what you want today."

Old Hu went to work. Seeing the slightly teasing look of Old Jin, Old Hu did not say anything. After seeing it with his own eyes, he knew that Wen Yan had been extra merciful. If the road was not destroyed, the white fox tribe would be completely exterminated.

And by then, the tribe land would definitely not be left in the hands of any monster, and in the end, 80% of it would flow into the hands of the Lieyang tribe.

I will help you today and repay the favor.

Old Hu prepared a lot of things, which looked like a half-baked ritual altar. He took the soil from the grave of Old Jin and some soil from the deep of the hollowed-out grave. He used a weird ritual and chanted for a long time.

Then he took two electric incense burners, sifted the soil from the two places, and spread a thin layer in the incense burners, turning the temperature to 150 degrees.

After a while, Lao Hu closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and fanned his nose. A wisp of gray air visible to the naked eye flew out of the two incense burners, gathered together, and sank into his nasal cavity.

In an instant, a hint of gray appeared on Lao Hu's face.

He closed his eyes, sensed quietly for two minutes, and then slowly spoke.

"The man who did it is the old Rat King. He has the smell of funerary objects on him. It is really unique.

His grandfather was an apprentice to my old man and learned some real skills.

Unfortunately, his grandfather went astray and parted ways with my grandfather. He was shot seventy years ago.

He learned from his grandfather and I know the methods he used.

I will write down the order of his tomb digging later.

If you can find Mr. Jin's tomb, fill it up in reverse according to this order.

Find two Taoist priests or witches to summon the soul.

Mr. Jin will definitely be able to rest in peace again."

Old Hu explained it to Wen Yan, and then he realized that this was the orthodox solution.

Moreover, if this is done, even if someone wanted to use Mr. Jin to do something before, it would be in vain.

According to local sayings, a more popular explanation is that the death record of Mr. Jin will be transferred back to the King of Hell here, and then Mr. Jin can be reincarnated.

No matter who stole the death record of Mr. Jin before, no matter what he wants to do, he should fight with the King of Hell first.

And this is also related to the local sitting horse. According to the local saying, if you become a sitting horse, your death record will be hung with the Star God, that is, the Heavenly Court, not the underworld, so you will not enter the reincarnation.

In fact, even if you die, you can't even be a ghost.

This is one of the costs.

I went to such great lengths to invite Lao Hu to come, just to bring Lao Lao Jin back intact, and I can't let Lao Lao Jin die and end up in a miserable way.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and patted Lao Hu's shoulder. Lao Hu instinctively shook his shoulder and wanted to avoid it.

I want to tell Wen Yan that it's okay not to pat people's shoulders, especially those who do their business and those who are active in the Northeast. It's most taboo to be patted on the shoulder from behind.

In the past, if someone patted your shoulder from behind in the deep mountains and old forests, that person was either a bad person or not a human being.

Anyway, I won't look back, so I'll give the back a hard blow first.

Before he could finish his words, he felt the surging Yang Qi sweeping over his body. The little bit of dead air he had just absorbed seemed to be driven away by a raging fire. His nose itched, and he sprayed it, and saw a gray gas flying out, which he sprayed onto a small tree not far away.

The small tree was infected by the gray gas and withered rapidly. In just a few seconds, there were no green leaves left.

"Old Hu, if you inhale that gray gas, you will get sick or have sequelae."

Old Hu felt the power in his body, and the joints that hurt on rainy days became clearer at this moment. He could even feel that the pain was being slowly driven away, just like physical therapy under the light.

"Thank you."

"No, as long as you can do things well, everything will be fine."

After planning the process, Wen Yan is now waiting for the altar to be built.

The altar is built in the northeast direction, near a cemetery, where many of Mr. Jin's former comrades-in-arms are.

The head of the headquarters obviously does not have this authority, this is a joint approval.

Others can't stand this either.

The other party will definitely not admit it during the negotiation, and it will waste time and alert the enemy.

If they want to argue, then wait until the matter is done, and then slowly argue. Don't they like to argue? By then, it will be no problem for someone to argue for them for several years.

The altar can be built within three days, and Wen Yan doesn't have to worry about any aspects.

Wen Yan couldn't stay idle, so he went back again and talked to the little bat, asking the little bat to find someone to check something.

Then he went to see the river god's wife again.

The river god's wife, who was trapped and unable to leave, saw Wen Yan again and felt that Wen Yan's aura was a little different.

Wen Yan stretched out a hand and pinched the river god's wife.

"I will carry out my promise and try to erase your water ghost successor characteristics. I have one last question, do you have anything else to say?"

"No."

"Okay, then it depends on your fate."

As soon as Wen Yan made a move, he saw the wife of the river god disappear silently and completely dissipated.