I am your natural enemy

"Too bad!"

Cai Heizi put down his phone and couldn't help but sigh.

It's not easy to learn well, but it's easy to learn bad things.

It's only been a few months, and that young man with a clear and stupid look in his eyes has already become such a bad learner.

She obviously wanted to ask him for help, but she had to do it with such a sinister and evil spirit, but it still made him feel itchy.

He was indeed prepared to die at the beginning, but he was not completely finished.

After becoming like this, the inexplicable desire to find traces and meaning of life became an instinct, driving him forward.

According to his understanding, this is after changing his life form, he wants to find something to do to fill the hole in his heart.

This state is very valuable for studying heterogeneity. There is no problem in starting a topic and writing a few papers.

There is a huge gap between human beings and various non-human beings. It is not easy to understand many ideas and states.

Just by studying Ah Piao, the Lieyang Department understood this. It stands to reason that Ah Piao is also a human being, but after becoming Ah Piao, he is completely different from a human being, and his temperament is completely different from his previous life, which is normal. matter.

As for other heterogeneous species, the difference is even greater.

The most typical example is to let a person go squat under the Huai River. There is no living person to communicate with, not even fish. In addition, it is dark and dead. If a living person can hold it for three months without going crazy, it is absolutely impossible. It is a will as strong as steel.

But Suicune has only been a little bit weird since he was squatting there.

Cai Heizi wakes up every day, thinking about a lot of messy things, trying to find something meaningful to do.

Of course, no matter from the perspective of identity or personal preference, it is more meaningful to fight a guy who may have come from thousands of years ago and has clearly crossed the line.

While Cai Heizi was mentally building himself up, he quickly checked other news after the night. When dawn was almost over, he was about to fall asleep again.

He picked up the phone, held it far away, and quickly replied to Wen Yan.

"If you have something to say, just talk to the point! Don't talk nonsense!"

After replying this sentence, Cai Heizi couldn't help but read Wen Yan's message again, and quickly added another sentence.

"My prostate has never rebelled!"

On the other side, Wen Yan, who had just walked out of the underworld, heard the prompt, opened his phone, took a look, and replied in seconds.

"Ah, yes, yes."

When Cai Heizi saw the message, he was so angry that white smoke began to appear from the top of his head. Before he could continue to confront Wen Yan, his eyelids rolled up and he fell straight down.

Da Zhan at the door of the zombie cave was not surprised. He walked up and stuffed Cai Heizi's cell phone back into his pocket, picked him up and put him back into the sarcophagus.

On the other side, Wen Yan saw that Cai Heizi did not continue to reply to the message, so he checked the sunrise time over Mount Fuyu and was almost certain that it was time.

He didn't care, he just sent the current information about the man in the robe to Black Box, and then told Black Box to tell Cai Heizi when he woke up.

There is a lot of information in this, and Wen Yan doesn't dare to upload the transcript directly. If he wants to say it, he can only tell it in person, or leave it in a black box.

Let Cai Heizi help think about the rest. Wen Yan has some ideas, but they are just ideas. How to implement them and how to implement them in a confidential manner are all troublesome.

Not showing up, not confronting head-on, digging a hole for someone to jump into, and by the time he reacts, there is no way to retreat. Wen Yan can't find anyone better at this kind of thing than Cai Heizi.

The current situation is indeed just right for Cai Heizi to turn over the black water in his stomach.

Wen Yan put away his phone, feeling much more at ease.

In the next few days, he will stay in Qingcheng, just being a gangster or a tool.

Walking along the mountain road, after a while, I saw a small town at the foot of the mountain, looming in the morning mist. Fuyu Mountain is in the east and Qingcheng is in the west. There are differences in sunrise times. Here, the sky is only bright at the moment, but it is still bright. The stage where the sunrise is not seen.

Wen Yan took Feng Wei and Tong Si and walked not far away when they saw a car with warning lights parked on the side of the road. The two uncles stood there with helpless expressions. One of them was holding a piece of paper and full of words. He said something with a serious face.

Wen Yan could tell at a glance that it was Ah Piao.

As expected of Qingcheng, it’s not here yet, and the Luotian Dajiao is about to be held, and A Piao can still be seen here.

Wen Yan led people over. One of the two uncles saw Wen Yan and noticed that Wen Yan was looking at the Ah Piao, so he immediately asked.

"From the Ministry?"

"That's right. I'm passing by and going to Qingcheng. What's going on?"

Then Ah Piao quickly folded the paper in his hand and handed it to Wen Yan.

At first glance, it looks like a wallet, with the corner of a large bill exposed.

After opening it, I found that the large bills inside were all printed, and the actual content was an advertisement for a B\u0026B.

The uncle pointed at the advertisement and said.

"We received a report that there was a serious fraud case. We happened to be patrolling nearby, so we came over to take a look..."

Ah Piao was wearing clothes that looked like mountain folk, and her expression was very serious.

"Government, I know the law. This is illegal. If you encounter it, you should report it, right?"

"That's right..." Uncle nodded, there was no doubt about this.

"I've heard that someone reported this thing before and got a bonus of two hundred yuan. That's right, right?"

"We have to go back and deal with this."

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and asked Black Box to search it.

Sure enough, there are similar cases. Currency cannot be printed out like this, and it is even more forbidden to print non-public welfare advertisements.

Someone actually reported it before, and after a few days, he was notified to collect the 200 yuan bonus.

Considering that it was a ghost who reported it, it is reasonable and completely in line with the rules to give a bonus in the end.

"Is it a big deal to follow the normal procedures?"

"This old man, he doesn't have an ID card or a mobile phone, he just wants cash, and he wants it now, and we can't explain it clearly..."

Hearing this, Wen Yan understood.

"What's your name, brother?"

"Last name: Luo."

"Oh, brother Luo, how about this? There will definitely be a bonus, but you have to go through the procedures.

If you don't go through the procedures, the money will be temporarily paid to you. This money will be missing the procedures, and the meaning will be different.

Without this procedure, the money will just be money, and it will be missing the honor.

Well, it is just missing a kind of power that should be there.

Brother, where do you live? Wait until the procedures are completed, and I will let the people in Qingcheng notify you, how about it?

If you think it's not okay, I will give it to you now."

When Ah Piao heard that it was different, his face changed instantly.

"Then I'll wait, do you know anyone in Qingcheng?"

"I know Taoist Master Qingxuzi."

"Okay, I live in Bajiaojing."

After hearing Wen Yan's deception, Ah Piao immediately gave up and got the money immediately. He left the advertisement, turned around and left, and disappeared after three or two steps.

Wen Yan's eyes changed slightly, and he didn't even notice how the Ah Piao disappeared.

As expected of Qingcheng, the average strength of the ghosts here is definitely far superior to that of Guanzhong County.

I chatted with the uncles on the roadside and told them that when dealing with ghosts, you have to follow their ideas. Many ghosts are more or less paranoid. Those who abide by the law may be more strictly than most living people, and they never cross the yellow line when driving.

Wen Yan continued to move forward. When it was light, he could see many people on the mountain road to Qingcheng.

In this season, coming so early, it is really perseverance.

After walking a short distance, Tong Si said.

"This place is weird. The yin energy is not very strong. It's almost sunrise, but I still feel comfortable here. I think someone has arranged it."

"Did you see how the old man surnamed Luo disappeared just now?"

"He took a small road." Tong Si replied, and immediately realized: "What's wrong?"

"I saw him take three steps and then disappeared."

"I saw him leave along a small road on the side of the road. I didn't find anything wrong with that road..."

"Let's go. Forget it. Anyone who can be at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain should not be a dangerous person. There is no need to investigate."

Wen Yan took the two ghosts with him. No one stopped him along the way. Occasionally, he saw a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe who was obviously not from Qingcheng. When he saw Wen Yan with two ghosts, he would say hello.

The Qingcheng disciples below saw Wen Yan swaggering up so ostentatiously. Although they were a little confused, they didn't stop him, let alone ask.

After all, there would be no outsiders except the disciples of Qingcheng who were granted the ordination.

Wen Yan came to a large hall halfway up the front mountain, where there were already some tourists.

Qingxuzi, wearing a blue Taoist robe, sat behind a table for interpreting fortunes. He looked like a veteran liar.

There was also a young man with dark circles under his eyes sitting in front of the table, talking to Qingxuzi.

Wen Yan walked over, greeted him seriously, and then introduced him to Feng Wei and Tong Si.

"This is the famous Taoist Qingxuzi, sometimes also called Taoist Qingfeng."

Qingxuzi's eyelids twitched slightly and he returned the greeting.

After the greeting, Wen Yan watched Qingxuzi fooling people.

Then, he saw Qingxuzi holding a pen and prescribing a tranquilizer for the man.

The young man also took out a piece of paper with the two birth dates written on it, and continued to ask about marriage.

Wen Yan heard a few words and realized that this guy was being kept as a fish, but he still didn't give up.

Qingxuzi was still talking about free love and so on.

Wen Yan couldn't help it and said.

"If the horoscopes are not compatible, then they are not compatible. Taoist priest, why don't you dare to say it?"

"..." Qingxuzi looked up at Wen Yan, and the young man also looked up in astonishment.

"Don't look at it. It's just that he is unlucky for you. Just go back and live your own life. The Taoist priests in Qingcheng dare not say it. People in Fuyu Mountain are not afraid of offending people. They dare to tell the truth."

Qingxuzi watched the young man who seemed to have an epiphany leave with thousands of thanks, and then looked at Wen Yan, and the whole person was a little dumbfounded.

"Taoist priest, am I wrong?"

Qingxuzi pondered and smiled bitterly.

"It's not wrong. Why did you come so early?"

"I came to join in the fun. I met a ghost on the road just now..."

Wen Yan told the story again, and Qingxuzi shook his head.

"I don't know them. There are indeed many ghosts living near Qingcheng. As long as they don't cause trouble, Qingcheng won't care.

As for the Octagonal Well, I haven't heard of ghosts living there.

That road may be what was left after the former Taiyin Domain fell into the underworld.

Those who are willing to live nearby are all aliens who don't want to participate in disputes and want to seek peace.

However, from what you said, I think he is quite strong. I will pay him a visit in person later with the bonus. "

"Taoist Master, let's take care of it. Taoist Master, why are you so free today and are you here to release your signature?"

"If I don't go out, I will always be here. If I encounter someone who is too stubborn, I will comfort them."

Just as he was talking, another young man came over with a worried look on his face, holding a spiritual sign.

"Taoist Priest, isn't my sign not very good?"

Qingxuzi didn't rush to say anything. He looked at Wen Yan and motioned for Wen Yan to come forward.

Wen Yan grinned, are you making things difficult for me? If I can interpret signatures, do I still need to worry about being embarrassed every day when I come to the Luotian Dajiao?

Wen Yan took the lottery and took a look at it. Without saying anything, he went straight to get the lottery tube and placed it directly on the table.

"Which great god did you worship just now?"

"Emperor Zhenwu."

"He is in a good mood today and will give you a chance to choose one yourself."

"This... this..." The young man looked shocked.

Qing Xuzi, who was next to him, had smiles on his face.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and introduced.

"This is the contemporary mountain master of Qingcheng Mountain, Taoist Priest Qingxuzi. If you don't believe me, you have to believe in Taoist Priest Qingxuzi, right?"

Qing Xuzi nodded, and the young man chose one from among them and signed it with a look of disbelief.

After sending the young man away, Qing Xuzi was not only not angry, but couldn't help but exposed his back molars.

He makes people believe in science every day. When people come to interpret their fortunes, he can prescribe a medicine to regulate their health.

He really believes in this. Since it exists, then look for the rules and summarize the rules. That is not superstition.

Superstition is nothing but illusory. He naturally believes that a person's fortune and achievements have nothing to do with a lottery.

Even Emperor Zhenwu would never find Wen Yan's move offensive.

If we could make that young man feel confident and have a sense of righteousness in his chest, the probability of encountering evil things in the future would be greatly reduced.

This is the accumulation of merit.

And while he was sitting here, absolutely no one among the other disciples in Qingcheng would dare to do this.

"Wen Yan, you don't have a title yet, right?"

"I am a martial artist, what do you want me to be called?"

"No, no, no, if you have a gift basket or a heaven-given treasure basket, you should have a Taoist title. Why don't I give it to you? When the time comes, you can name it in my Qingcheng, how about it?"

"Taoist Priest, do you want to deceive me again?"

"You're biased, I didn't lie to you before, I just changed it into something you can understand and told you."

"Forget it, if anyone thinks I can practice Taoism, they won't be able to sleep."

"The Tao is not in cultivation, but in the heart. I, the messengers of ghosts and gods in Qingcheng, use gods to dispatch generals. You can learn from it."

Hearing this, Wen Yan understood clearly that the matter of his being condemned by heaven seemed to be calm, but in fact, it had become so troubled that everyone who should know knew about it.

Taoist Priest Qingxuzi is now looking for another way for him.

The ceiling of Wen Yan's martial arts training is already visible to the naked eye, and the third stage is the end.

Although I cannot practice Taoism, I still have a gift from heaven.

It is not impossible to take such a roundabout way and use Qingcheng's envoys, ghosts and gods instead.

Although the requirements for the imperial messenger ghost and god are not low, if there is a suitable Ah Piao, and he is completely trustworthy, and all the strength is put into Ah Piao, it is indeed feasible to go sideways.

After Wen Yan understood this, he immediately stood up and bowed.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your kindness. I'll let it go. First, my cultural level is limited. Second, my strength is limited. Third, my talent is not good. Fourth, I don't want to be like this. Thank you, Taoist Priest, for taking the trouble."

Qing Xuzi sighed.

"Don't worry, no one is looking for me, but I feel that you are indeed suitable. You have a kind heart and know how not to stick to formalities.

These things in Qingcheng, as long as you take a Taoist title and name yourself Qingcheng, you can start learning them immediately.

If you don't want to, it's fine if you don't name yourself as Qingcheng. As long as you are willing to learn, Qingcheng will not take pride in itself. "

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your kindness." Wen Yan bowed and bowed.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. If you have time later, go read the classics first. If it's not suitable, forget it. If it's suitable, just read more books."

Now Wen Yan could no longer refuse, so he could only say thank you first and then accept.

No matter what, Taoist Master Qingxuzi has shown great kindness.

Wen Yan originally thought that someone had begged Taoist Master Qingxuzi, but Qingxuzi himself denied this at first.

"Anyway, I am idle. I have nothing to do with you at the pulpit today, so you can just read here."

Qing Xuzi took out a book from under the table and gave it to Wen Yan so that Wen Yan could read it first.

Wen Yan couldn't hold himself tight when he saw the four characters "imperial messenger, ghost and god" on the cover of the book.

Isn't it appropriate to give something like this when you come up?

The content of the book is unexpected. It is easy to understand and goes from simple to deep. There is not much advanced stuff. The most important thing is how to get along with Ah Piao, how to guide Ah Piao in a positive way, and how to judge whether Ah Piao's thinking is wrong. Wait a minute, it looks more like a psychological book.

Wen Yan was reading here, while Qing Xuzi continued to interpret the signatures beside him.

As the sun rose, Feng Wei and Tong Si were also invited to the back hall as guests by the people in Qingcheng.

Wen Yan didn't read here for a while before he was pulled by Qing Xuzi to undo the signing.

Wen Yanming said that he was illiterate and could only understand spiritual fortune-tellings such as "Shangzhuang". Some fortune-tellings with poems on them, he could only understand the superficial meaning at most.

That’s it, Qingxuzi didn’t care, just let Wen Yan come.

Wen Yan had no choice but to go. When he met someone who came to study, Wen Yan said it depends on personal effort.

When someone asked about the marriage of children, he said it was free love now.

When someone asked about business, he said we didn’t even have enough money to repair the main hall this year, do you think we are the kind of people who can guide others to do business?

Qingxuzi was laughing beside him, his teeth were exposed, and his mind was full of thoughts, how to fool Wen Yan, give Wen Yan a Taoist name, and let Wen Yan register in Qingcheng.