I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan didn't dare to stay in Wudang Mountain for long. He was pulled over for a small meeting as soon as he arrived. There might be other things later.

To be honest, Wen Yan himself was also very worried. He now felt that the director's worries seemed to be a little reasonable.

So during the Chinese New Year, he didn't dare to call the director or go to pay New Year's greetings. If he didn't go, the director would definitely be happier.

But Wen Yan still felt that there was a bit of prejudice in this.

Criminal investigators have seen many cases, doctors have dealt with many patients, and employees in funeral homes have seen more dead people in a year than most people have seen in their lifetime. Isn't this a very normal thing?

Having said that, Wen Yan still ran away early. Others came to thank him in person. Even if the intention was there, he would not participate in the meeting.

Wen Yan left without stopping and headed straight for Qingcheng Mountain.

When he arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, he paused and thought about it. He found a small house on the side of the road, which looked like a normal roadside decoration. He sensed that there was a yin energy inside. After feeling it, the other party should not have slept yet.

He knocked on the small door.

"Excuse me for interrupting, but I need your advice."

A mumbling voice came from the small door, the window was opened, and a little head appeared.

"Who is it? Why are you disturbing my sweet dreams so early in the morning on the first day of the new year?"

Apia stretched his head and saw Wen Yan, followed by Feng Wei and Tong Si.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Wen. Why are you here so early?"

"You're not Senior Brother."

"Of course you are. Taoist Qingxuzi brought me here personally, so I'm Senior Brother. What's up, Senior Brother Wen?"

"I came to pay New Year's greetings to Taoist Qingxuzi. This isn't a visit to relatives, so New Year's Day is more appropriate.

If I come later, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in line and delay the rituals during the New Year.

I just want to ask, brother, is it busy up there today?"

"On New Year's Day, except for those who go to burn incense in the front mountain, the rest of the people are very idle. You can go up there. Taoist Qingxuzi is probably hiding in the back mountain."

"Okay, thank you, brother, and Happy New Year." Wen Yan stretched out a hand, pinched out a finger, and pointed in the air, blessing the ghost with some yang energy as a thank you gift.

"Oh, Senior Brother Wen, you are too polite. Please forgive me. It is not appropriate for me to lead the way at this time. Please go there by yourself. After going up, turn left at the third fork in the road and you will arrive soon. It should be faster."

"Thank you, goodbye."

After confirming that the people in Qingcheng were very idle today and there was no ritual, Wen Yan felt relieved and strode towards the back mountain.

Thinking about it, it made sense. He remembered that the last time he was in Qingcheng, he read books and studied, and chatted with some ghosts. The earliest activities in Qingcheng would be on the seventh or ninth day of the first lunar month. He could not remember clearly.

In the past few days, according to convention, it was the front mountain that received the living people.

Wen Yan walked forward and moved quickly in the mountains. Occasionally, someone or a ghost poked his head out on the road, took a look, and did what he should do after finding that it was Wen Yan.

Qingxuzi said last time that Wen Yan's Taoist name was Buyu, and Buyu Taoist was from their Qingcheng.

Since Qingxuzi personally gave him the Taoist name and personally taught him as a disciple, no one else cared about what Wen Yan was doing.

Wen Yan walked forward and came to the back mountain, where he saw Qingxuzi holding a one-meter-long brush and writing runes on a huge gourd that was more than two meters high.

"Master, good luck in the new year, and a smooth journey."

Wen Yan waved his hand from a distance and shouted auspicious words.

Qingxuzi turned around and saw Wen Yan, and his brows relaxed immediately.

"Why are you running to my place on the first day of the new year? This is not a lucky thing."

"My family has all kinds of demons, ghosts, and gods, and we live next to the main intersection. What is auspicious or unlucky? Stop saying such things."

"What? Someone else said that?"

"A doctor friend of mine also said that it was unlucky for me to go to his workplace on the New Year's Day."

Qingxuzi laughed.

"Yes, you still care about auspiciousness or inauspiciousness. You are the one who has no taboos."

"Master, what are you doing?"

"It is made by the Lieyang Department, specifically for large numbers of ghosts with weak individual strength.

Today, I will make up for the talismans that need to be drawn on the first day of the new year, and then wait until the end of the Lantern Festival, and then offer it until Qingming Festival, and it will be almost ready for use.

It's a pity that it is a simplified version. A proper gourd needs a century to complete all the procedures.

To really play the maximum effect, it must be offered in the hall for at least another sixty years.

It's a pity that the gourds that I once kept in Qingcheng were either damaged or lost in the last few hundred years of the Dharma.

Unfortunately, no complete version of the gourd can be found."

Qingxuzi put away the pen, with a hint of regret in his tone.

Wen Yan looked at the gourd and smacked his lips secretly. It took 72 years to make a flagship version of a gourd.

Even if it is a castrated version of the youth version, according to what Qingxuzi said, it would take several months.

It seems that after the Nanyang Alliance sent out millions of ghosts, the Lieyang Department has already made corresponding plans.

"How powerful is this thing? Is there a small one?"

"It's useless for you. It's only useful for ordinary ghosts or dead souls. If it's a little stronger, it won't work at all.

This thing is actually just a small magic tool to temporarily collect ghosts.

The Lieyang Department insisted on it, so I spent time and energy to make one.

You can't use it at all. If you like it, I'll give you a small one as a decoration later."

Qingxuzi said as he came to a room on the side and opened the door. On the wooden shelf inside, there were various gourds. He picked up a red gourd and threw it to Wen Yan.

"The smaller the gourd, the more difficult it is to have full power. Over the past few decades, a lot of it has been wasted.

This red gourd can hold wine. If you can catch a drunkard and put him in to soak for a month, you can get a kind of wine called Yizhandao.

It is one of the few wines that ghosts can drink directly.

You have a saying in Nanwu County called "Cheating ghosts to eat tofu".

We have a similar saying here, called "Menggui drinking small wine".

The extended meanings are different, but the literal meaning of the wine is this kind of Yizhandao.

Generally, ghosts will be drunk like a person after drinking a small cup.

The young disciples of Qingcheng used to prepare a gourd when they went out. When they met a difficult ghost, they would trick the other party into drinking.

When I was fourteen, I met a ghost and I defeated him by this method."

Qingxuzi held the gourd with a trace of nostalgia in his expression.

At that time, he didn't eat well and didn't have enough nutrition. He was like a little chicken at the age of fourteen. It was not like the teenagers now, who were 1.8 meters tall.

At that time, he had to use this method to deal with a not-so-strong ghost.

"Why haven't I heard of it?" Wen Yan was holding the gourd, a little curious. If it was something that all the beginners could bring, there was no reason why he had never heard of it.

"It can't be used now. Ghosts are not stupid. It has become a colloquialism for drinking wine under the deception of ghosts. Do you still expect fools to be fooled?"

Qingxuzi replied unhappily, with some regret in his tone.

"Ha..." Wen Yan laughed out loud. He really didn't understand this just now: "Okay, then I'll go back and try it. By the way, is the wine brewed by the drunkard okay?"

"The effect is better. To put it in a mysterious way, this thing is to intoxicate the soul. In other words, it is roughly equivalent to anesthesia. It directly inhibits the central nervous system and the nervous system. The activity of consciousness is pulled down to the lowest level, so low that you can't even dream."

"Hey, wouldn't it be great if this is used as an anesthetic?"

"What good are you thinking? How can you use wine as an anesthetic? Even if this inhibition is reversible, it is not suitable for ordinary people to use casually.

The Lieyang Department has already studied it. It can be used in emergencies and to deceive ghosts. It's better to use it as a regular anesthetic.

The state of people who drink this wine is actually more like the state of soul leaving the body.

It looks the same as the result of normal anesthesia, but it is fundamentally different.

If a person with an unstable soul drinks this wine, it may be an anesthesia accident."

"Okay..." Wen Yan felt a little regretful. He originally thought that he could find a job for the drunkard.

Wen Yan put the gourd in his pocket, went back to the drunkard to get some fake wine, and then gave it to Shuijun to try. This water monkey likes to drink fake wine.

The Lieyang tribe sent some real grain wine, which is still good wine. The wild boar can't get used to eating fine bran, and it still complains that the wine is not good.

The Lieyang tribe didn't dare to really send fake wine...

In the end, the matter came back to Wen Yan. At least Wen Yan really dared to send fake wine, and he sent it with confidence.

Wen Yan wanted to talk more with Qingxuzi, but Qingxuzi took him around in the mountains and introduced him to everyone as the Buyu Taoist from Qingcheng, who came to pay New Year's greetings on the morning of the first day of the new year.

Qingxuzi even took Wen Yan to meet the strange creatures around Qingcheng. Regardless of whether he knew them or not, he introduced them again.

Finally, he went to the front mountain and took Wen Yan to sit at the table for interpreting the divination. He sat there and interpreted the divination for two hours.

It was noon in a flash, and he took Wen Yan to the canteen to eat a meal, and then let Wen Yan go.

"If you have something else to do, go home and don't go anywhere else.

Why are you running around on the first day of the new year?

It's only in Qingcheng that people are so idle on the first day of the new year that they are scratching the wall. Others are very busy and have no time to care about you."

Wen Yan drank a sip of water and nodded helplessly. He was not going to run away and was going to go back first.

On the first day of the new year, he was dragged by Qingxuzi to fool people. It was obvious that he could only say nice things today. In the end, he felt that fooling people was detrimental to his merits.

He ran away quickly.

Qingxuzi was very satisfied, his face was rosy, and he looked at everyone more favorably.

Wen Yan ran away, but did not go home directly. He went to see King Guilong first and told King Guilong to pay attention to the ships coming and going.

Guilong Wang has been very honest recently, practicing hard. After being knocked down once, he is now much calmer.

"If you find it, just sink it into the river!"

When Guilong Wang heard what Wen Yan said, he got angry.

Of course, Guilong Wang didn't care about the possibility of cannibals using the Xijiang River for transportation.

But the last cannibal Tao boss who opened a shop just went to the rain worship platform and was skinned only a few months ago. The rain worship platform is still standing by the Xijiang River.

Now there may be some blind people who use the Xijiang River to do this. Is it playing a trick under the lamp? Or is it a slap in the face?

Let's not talk about whose face is slapped for the time being, anyway, Guilong Wang was unhappy when he heard it.

What does it mean? The dragon clan will be killed if they do something, hey, I dare to do the same thing, and I will pass by the place where your dragon clan was beheaded.

"No need to sink it into the river, if you find anything, just tell me."

"Okay, I will keep an eye on this matter myself."

"Don't alarm the enemy. Those guys used the method of creating animals to transform people into sheep. Now they have come up with this. It is obvious that there is a mature transportation chain, not just one or two people."

"I understand. I won't do anything. I'll just watch."

Wen Yan repeatedly told King Guilong to take it easy. Now King Guilong listened to his advice more than before.

After thinking for a while, Wen Yan stretched out his hand and patted King Guilong, and a violent sun was blessed on him.

"Just think of it as a New Year's red envelope. I'm leaving. I'll come back another day."

When Wen Yan left, King Guilong felt the power blessed on his body, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This feeling has changed.

Although the yang energy in Wen Yan's body is still very strong, it is obviously not as violent as before. It is like the scorching sun rising into the sky, getting stronger and stronger.

Today, he was blessed with such a huge amount of yang energy, but he just felt that the yang energy slowly flowed through his body. If he didn't do anything with it, there would only be warmth.

In addition, there was an inexplicable feeling in it, which obviously seemed more intimate.

King Guilong couldn't remember why. He was only sure that he had never come into contact with them before.

He looked at his reverse scales. The halo on them was flowing, slowly absorbing the blessed power. He could probably feel that Wen Yan seemed to have improved again. His Yang Qi was even greater than before, but he was even more... docile than before?

King Guilong was in a good mood. He hoped that Wen Yan would get better and better.

Of course, this good mood was soon disturbed by the following events.

As an old antique who had lived for a long time and had also been asleep for a long time, King Guilong actually had no good feelings for those cannibals at most, but he had not yet hated them.

He had also heard a lot about the changes of this term, such as military rations and two-legged sheep.

It's just that he had been following his mother since he was a child, and the education he received was biased towards humans, and his basic moral concepts were more like humans.

The biggest reason for doing this this time was that Wen Yan came to ask for help, and also that he felt that someone had shit on his face, and finally he hated these guys.

After summoning the old turtle, Guilong Wang was thinking about how to do this. Wen Yan said that he couldn't alert the snake, but he still had to keep an eye on it. He certainly couldn't just keep an eye on it, and he couldn't tell his men the real situation.

When the old turtle came, Guilong Wang stared.

"Find someone to keep an eye on which boats have sheep, or people are eating sheep, and tell me as soon as you find them."

"Dragon King, this..."

"What is this, someone is shitting on my head, how can I let it go? Not sinking their boats is all for Wen Yan's face. Keep an eye on them for me. Tell me immediately if you find them, or tell Wen Yan, and let Wen Yan handle it."

"I understand, I understand..."

"You understand shit, listen carefully..."

After a while, the old turtle swam away from Guilong Wang, found the big grass carp, and conveyed it according to his own understanding, exaggerating it.

"Some people are not polite. They eat sheep bones and throw them into the river and into the temple of Lord Dragon King.

Some people bring sheep, and the sheep shit on Lord Dragon King's head.

It's too bad. This is intolerable.

Remember, keep an eye on which boats have sheep or people eat mutton, and write them down.

Then tell Lord Wen."

The big grass carp stared with a confused look.

"Why don't you report to Lord Dragon King?"

"You are stupid. Lord Dragon King is furious and wants to sink all the boats in the river.

If we tell Lord Dragon King, what if Lord Dragon King gets into trouble because of his impulse?

Can we watch Lord Dragon King act impulsively?

Of course, we should tell Lord Wen and let him deal with it."

"You make a lot of sense."

The big grass carp agreed again and again. They are all busy accumulating merits now, so of course they can't let others destroy it, not even Lord Dragon King.

No, no, they can't let Lord Dragon King make such a mistake.

Then the gossip began to spread among the water monsters in the Xijiang River.

In the end, there were several versions, and there was even a version that a sheep monster, when passing by the Xijiang River, seemed to sense the Guilong King at the bottom of the river, and deliberately defecated on the head of the Guilong King to provoke him.

Then if he hadn't been stopped by someone, the Guilong King would have pulled the people and monsters on that boat into the river on the spot.

From today on, ships passing through the Xijiang River are not allowed to bring sheep, not even sheep-like ones, not allowed to eat mutton, and not allowed to let the smell of sheep fall into the river.

Whoever finds out, tell the old turtle immediately and ask the old turtle to go and get someone to help, so that the Guilong King will not find out first and sink the boat into the river in an impulse.

At that time, don't expect that there will be no new drownings in the Xijiang River. Maybe the Guilong King will be furious and the merits of the water monsters in the entire Xijiang River will be reset to zero.

Although the news was a bit biased, the result was a good thing.

In the Xijiang River Basin, the large area of ​​​​Decheng, which is several hundred kilometers away, has the best atmosphere. The water demon directly stands up and says that he wants to gain merit.

In other places, no matter what you say, your body is more honest than the other. You may say disdain, but your actual actions are that if you dare to die in my area, I will fight you.

尤其是德城往上游走，到了骆越郡这片，最近已经有传闻，说江中有妖怪，酷爱揍人。

Last month, when the weather was not so cold, two children were so daring that they went directly into the river to play. They were beaten by the monster in the water. The two children came back crying and shouting that there was a monster in the water. The monster said, don't let it see it again, otherwise it will beat you every time it sees it.

Then, the two little brats went home and got beaten again.

Since then, no little brats in the neighboring villages dared to go down the levee, which can be regarded as a great effect.

On the night of the first day of the New Year, some people were burning paper by the river, and people from the neighboring villages were throwing offerings, praying while throwing.

"Water God, if my son doesn't obey and goes into the water, I must beat him hard, don't beat him to death, but beat him to death."

As the villagers said, they threw offerings into the river.

The water monster hiding under the water was about to eat, and after smelling the smell of the offerings, he couldn't help but speak out.

"Can you please not throw mutton? No one eats mutton here. Lord Dragon King hates this smell the most."