I am your natural enemy

Decheng Funeral Home is holding a farewell ceremony, which can be regarded as a simple memorial service. Everyone in the Lieyang Department likes the kind little girl very much.

Especially after knowing that the little girl changed the pattern of water ghosts and opened up a new path, I felt a little bit admired.

There seemed to be only a few dozen people present today, but in fact there were many more people. They didn't have time to come even if they wanted to, they were all so busy that they couldn't get away at all.

The farewell ceremony and the salvation ceremony were held together. Wen Yan was watching the fun. From the host to the various staff, he actually had nothing to do today.

He looked here for a while, and suddenly saw that the curator was here too, sitting at the back.

Wen Yan was a little surprised. The curator rarely appeared on such occasions. Unless he had a really good personal relationship, otherwise, even if he was a leader, he would only be polite, show up and leave.

The curator saw Wen Yan looking at him and nodded.

Wen Yan thought for a while and finally came over. He couldn't let the leader feel like he was being neglected. After all, the curator treated him very well.

It was always the people below who gave gifts to the leaders, but the curator gave him something instead, the blood-warming jade, which he still uses as a trump card in the box. He usually consumes the low-quality warm jade when practicing boxing.

The curator saw Wen Yan approaching and said angrily.

"What are you doing here? I'm not calling you."

"Didn't I see you sitting here alone, so I came over to keep you company."

"You're such a playful person, you don't care about the occasion."

"I'm afraid Wang Xueqi would rather we send her off happily. If someone cries, she will probably feel even more uncomfortable."

The curator looked up at the colorful photo of the deceased smiling happily, and could not refute Wen Yan's words.

If you did this in the past, some people might say you don't respect the deceased. Now the deceased makes his own decision, so if you insist more, you don't respect the deceased.

After waiting for a while, the curator looked at Wen Yan.

"If there is any other movement, remember the employee code."

After saying this, the curator left.

Wen Yan frowned, what do you mean?

The curator wouldn't say this for no reason.

He immediately took out his phone and called Feng Yao.

"Fengyao, where are you?"

"I'm busy dealing with that turtle monster and monster corpse for you. If you don't take the route of the luxury furnace, you have to go through several verification procedures. However, if you want to send it to Fuyu Mountain, you can omit some, but the normal banning procedures We still have to go, even if there are any problems, we won’t be able to jump up and down when we get to Mount Buyeo.”

"That turtle demon must be dead. Forget it. I'm going to see Wang Xueqi off today. Why didn't you come? Don't tell me that seeing off the turtle demon is more important. Are you hiding something from me?"

"You think too much."

"Then I will contact Minister Cai directly."

"Okay, okay, don't say it was me who said that."

"Speak quickly."

"Things are a bit complicated and I can't explain it to you in just a few words."

"Then speak slowly."

"You know that the Xijiang water system is chaotic, but there are actually several Dragon Gods here.

One of them may have recovered recently and is not peaceful. He may want to cause a big incident.

Two days ago, there was a big snake in Luoyue County, which hurt someone. The big snake was a descendant of a dragon god. "

When Feng Yao said this, Wen Yan suddenly asked.

"Is it the state next door to me, only two to three hundred kilometers away from me?"

"Well, that's right."

Wen Yan thought of the hand cream that Sister Ye gave him, and suddenly understood why he heard no movement at all here, and there was no movement in the local Lieyang Department.

He then remembered that although Decheng was not the western part of Nanwu County, it only took two to three hundred kilometers from here to the northwest to leave Nanwu County.

That big snake was something that happened in Luoyue County. He was busy with other bigger things here, so naturally no one in Nanwu County paid attention to it.

"You go on."

"This matter is quite complicated. Not only did we communicate with a Longhushan guy in advance, but also a purple-robed boss came in person. We also had to rely on the River God, your funeral parlor, and most importantly, Wang Xueqi. Cooperate."

"So, I don't know about this?"

"Hey, don't mind if I say something ugly, you and I are not qualified to know this.

I just found out about it, and I don’t know everything.

Wang Xueqi didn't take the initiative to tell you, she must be afraid that you would worry.

Because whether this happens or not, she will dissipate, but how she will dissipate is not sure.

In fact, if she is saved and breaks away from her identity as a water ghost, she will also dissipate.

She is willing to cooperate with the ministry and make a big move. If it works, she actually has a chance to ascend.

As for the rest, don’t ask me, I’m also confused.

All I know is that this big job is called ascension among those old Taoist priests.

However, it also makes some water gods particularly unhappy.

I hung up. I got a call from here. "

Feng Yao hung up the phone, and Wen Yan suddenly thought that what the curator asked him today was all about dissipation. How to dissipate? Is there any difference?

He looked around and could no longer see the curator. He didn't know where he had gone.

In the condolence hall, the rituals were still going on, but Wen Yan knew in his heart that the rituals here were definitely useless and were just for living people to see. No wonder the person doing the rituals today was changed.

He wanted to drive to Duanzhou and ask Wang Xueqi what he thought, but as soon as he turned around, he knew that even if he managed to see Wang Xueqi at this time, there would probably be no change, and he would not be able to persuade Wang Xueqi.

There are only two things she wants now. One, not to recruit anyone to inherit the career of the water ghost, and two, liberation.

In other words, it is also the same thing.

He had no reason to say anything or stop anything because of his thoughts.

He took out Lieyang's mobile phone and quickly checked what the so-called ascension meant.

After checking, there was nothing clear, so I thought about what else to check.

He directly dialed the Fuyu Mountain hotline according to the number given by Qin Kun.

…

At the same time, the section of the Xijiang River in Luoyue County was on a riverside platform.

The altar has been set up here, and in the center is a simple incense burner half a person tall, with light smoke floating inside.

An old man in purple robes was standing in front of the altar, holding a golden silk with cinnabar as ink and writing prayers in official script.

The old man's face was solemn, his eyes contained divine light, and he recited prayers loudly.

Around the platform, a group of Taoist priests made seals with their hands and recited them together in a low voice.

Outside the platform, Cai Qidong, who had changed into a formal suit, stood there quietly with one hand behind his back, his face as sinking as water.

As the ceremony progressed, waves began to appear on the calm water of the Xijiang River, and clouds began to gather rapidly in the cloudless sky.

The water vapor transpired and turned into white tornadoes, flying high into the sky.

Soon, the blue sky was covered, the clouds became thicker and thicker, and gradually turned into dense black clouds.

On the platform, there was an old man in purple robes. His robes were rustling. The light in the old man's eyes was getting brighter and brighter. He held his head high and faced the turbulent river below and the lead clouds in the sky. The sound of reciting became brighter and brighter. ring.

"Boom..."

There was a thunderous explosion, and thunder spread among the black clouds.

Outside the platform, some people were frightened and took a step back. Cai Qidong's face was sullen and motionless, and he suddenly felt a sense of deep and deep tension in his body.

After the old Taoist on the platform finished reciting, Cai Qidong waved his hand, took out a stack of red-headed documents, and stepped onto the platform.

"I, Cai Qidong, the director of the Lieyang Department of Nanwu County, on behalf of the Lieyang Department and China, announce the following decision."

"Allow Longhushan to host the ascension ceremony on your behalf, and allow Water Ghost King Xueqi (ID number: 4401xxxx...) to ascend!"

He stepped forward and threw the documents into the huge incense burner.

The blazing flames burned in the huge incense burner, and accompanied by strong winds, black ashes were swept up into the sky.

Cai Qidong took a few steps and came to the edge of the platform. Looking at the churning Xijiang River, the pressure on his body began to get stronger and stronger. His energy and blood, which seemed to have begun to decline, began to burn.

He looked at the river, looking left and right, with a cold expression on his face.

"Whoever has an opinion can express it."

…

Where the water ghost domain was, black clouds pressed down, and a thunder suddenly fell, hitting the pool directly.

The realm of water ghosts that did not appear during the day was forcibly split open, and the space here began to twist and change.

Who would have thought that if Cai Qidong was so big, he could be saved by finding a more stable Taoist priest.

Cai Qidong directly hired a purple-robed boss from Longhu Mountain to do such a big thing.

This is no different from using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes. With such a large amount of resources invested, the field of water ghosts is the result of being pushed flatly.

In the pool, Wang Xueqi appeared during the day. She went down the river and entered the river from this small tributary.

Jiang Yanyan naturally felt all this. As the River God, he still has the authority of the River God, even if he should still be regarded as the substitute River God.

This is also his territory. Cai Qidong asked a purple-robed boss to follow the procedures in a serious manner, with standards that can be regarded as a sacrifice to heaven.

Of course he heard everything. Even if he didn't understand, he could understand the meaning directly.

Now Longhu Mountain, in conjunction with the Lieyang Department, and the Chinese government, have approved Wang Xueqi's ascension process and directly assisted her in her ascension. Then, this is directly related to everyone in the Xijiang River System.

Who agrees? Who objects?

Jiang Yanyan didn't understand what this meant, but it wasn't important. He just knew Wang Xueqi.

He swam to Wang Xueqi's side, and without waiting for Wang Xueqi to ask, he started talking.

"My brother is Wen Yan, and I am Jiang Yanyan, the local river god."

"Ah, hello, I'm Wang Xueqi."

"I'll give you a ride." Jiang Yanyan didn't quite understand what was happening now, but seeing Wang Xueqi's face full of expectation, she strode forward. In the stories he had heard, ascending seemed to mean ascending to immortality, right?

He didn't have so many complicated thoughts, so he happily gave Wang Xueqi a ride. He borrowed the power of the river god to create a wave of water and dragged Wang Xueqi upstream, all the way out of his territory.

It's a pity that his own ability is far from enough to transform into a golden body, and his own strength is not enough to transform into a physical form.

Otherwise, if he had a golden body, he would definitely have sent it all the way by now.

After leaving Jiang Yanyan's territory, there was no obstacle to Wang Xueqi's progress. Although the river surface here was a little uneasy, it was incomparable to that in the sea.

All kinds of creatures in the river, including water gods and monsters, all dare not offend the head of the Lieyang Department of this county at this time.

But all the way upstream, after leaving the confines of Nanwu County, as far as the eye could see, black clouds were looming overhead, and there were waves of evil spirits in the river, as if the entire river was filled with uncontrollable malice.

Wang Xueqi moved forward in the water, just like a fish going backwards in the turbulent current, which became increasingly difficult.

And there is more and more malice appearing here.

…

In the Decheng Funeral Home, Wen Yan was still listening to Taishi's uncle explain what the so-called ascension was all about.

The crackling sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside. Wen Yan looked back and saw thick smoke rising.

Someone set off firecrackers?

He instantly remembered what the curator had said before, remember the employee rules.

Before he could do anything, the employees of the funeral home rushed over with a fire extinguisher, and someone else took a big broom and swept the lit firecrackers to a trash can.

Then he turned the cartoonish trash can upside down and grabbed the firecrackers.

A hose was connected to the bottom of the trash can, and the built-in exhaust fan immediately started running to draw away the smoke from the firecrackers inside.

But there was still some gunpowder smoke rising, and the smell of gunpowder smoke began to spread.

At the same time, the curator stood on the edge of the back mountain, holding a copper bell in one hand and a three-inch long sword in the other, and gently knocked the bell.

There was a clear ding, and the sound slowly spread.

Standing at the door of the condolence hall, Wen Yan's hair suddenly stood on end.

As soon as he raised his head, everyone around him disappeared. The walls of the condolence hall seemed to have experienced thousands of years of decay and weathering and became dilapidated.

The sky became dim, with an ominous yellow light, and the surroundings became dark.

The surrounding mountains were filled with black mist, and when he looked towards the back of the funeral home, he saw only a huge shadow like a mountain sitting there. On three sides of the funeral home, there seemed to be giants overlooking the place.

The heavy oppressive feeling seemed to freeze the air here, and Wen Yan felt it was a little laborious to breathe.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment, and everything around him returned to its original state in a flash.

Wen Yan was breathing heavily, and the cold sweat on his back suddenly broke out.

"What's wrong?" came the concerned voice of Taishi's uncle on the phone.

Wen Yan recounted the flashing situation just now, and Taishi's uncle cursed on the phone.

"He Jian, fuck your uncle, Cai Qidong, fuck your uncle, you piece of shit, two pieces of shit are not the same thing!"

"Uncle Taishi..."

"Now we can only succeed, not fail. The little girl's remains are with you. You go and protect her remains, give Lie Yang a helping hand, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Taishi's uncle hung up the phone and almost smashed the phone in anger.

"Damn it, is there no one alive in Fuyu Mountain? A bunch of old guys, please come and exercise."

While scolding, Taishi's uncle told the three old Taoist priests who came out of other rooms to open the altar now.

"Cai Qidong, the bitch from the Lieyang Department, is not a thing. He wants to use that special water ghost to ascend and cause a big wave.

That He Jian from the Decheng Funeral Parlor is not a thing. In order to threaten the entire Xijiang water system, he rang the bell. If he was asked to ring it twice, he might wake up a big killer.

Hurry up and open a forum to help that bitch Cai Qidong. "

One of the fat old Taoist priests was startled.

"Uncle Master, what do you mean? Then wouldn't we have offended the Xijiang water system again?"

"What are you afraid of? What if you offend? People from the Xijiang River system will cross the Yangtze River to take revenge if they can. Longhushan rides on their heads and pees, and they are not afraid of offending them. How can we be afraid?"

The old Taoist priest wanted to say something else, but Grand Master's uncle's face darkened.

"To tell you the truth, our contemporary Lieyang in Fuyu Mountain is at Decheng Funeral Home. That bitch Cai Qidong must know about Lieyang, otherwise he wouldn't be so sure and wouldn't dare to do this."

As soon as the word "Fire Yang" came out, the expressions of the three old Taoist priests changed drastically.

"Uncle Master, really?"

"I don't care if that person named Cai loves him to death!"

As soon as these words came out, the fat old Taoist priest, who was afraid of offending others just now, began to have a murderous look in his eyes.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Uncle Master, you always said in the past that I am not good at nourishing Qi. I have also seen that I am not good at nourishing Qi.

If those guys in Xijiang dare to hurt a hair of my Fuyu disciples, don't blame me for killing them before they become immortals.

A few ghosts and hairless beasts, killing them all will resolve the cause and effect. "

Another thin old Taoist priest next to him shook his head.

"Junior brother, what you said is wrong. We are going with the will of nature and will never offend anyone. Don't be so angry. If someone stops us, it is because they are going against nature and they are offending. By entering Longhu Mountain, we offended the imperial court of China and the Lieyang tribe, and offended us by the way."

The three old Taoist priests, as they spoke, had already set up the altar with quick movements and tacit cooperation.

Grandmaster's uncle also went to the Patriarch's hall and borrowed a magical sword.

Taishi's uncle didn't take action himself. He continued to hold the phone and called Wen Yan.

…

Wen Yan came to the wooden coffin, ignored the looks of others, stretched out a hand and touched Wang Xueqi's bones.

The power of Nuan Yu was stimulated, and the yang energy directly blessed Wang Xueqi's remains. The yang energy penetrated and instantly covered her bones.

At the same time, Wang Xueqi also encountered obstacles not far from Luoyue County.

What hindered her was not the water god or the monster, but two water ghosts.

The two water ghosts were ferocious and terrifying, as if their corpse had been swollen by water. They rushed up, one scratched and scratched, and the other dragged Wang Xueqi's leg, trying to pull her away.

Wang Xueqi was also a water ghost, and had never harmed anyone. She had only been blessed with yang energy a few times by Wen Yan, so she was barely that weak. In addition, she had no fighting experience, so she was in a hurry.

But she was a water ghost, so of course she wouldn't drown. After she calmed down, she looked at the two water ghosts and tried to persuade them.

"Minister Cai told me that ascension is actually the same as dissipation. However, if it succeeds, all water ghosts in the future will benefit and have the opportunity to take a different path. You are the last thing to stop me. .”