I am your natural enemy

Chapter 118 Occasionally online, news about Lao Meng (5k)

As soon as Wen Yan saw the sparrow cat's pupils were dilated and its eyes were as wide as marbles, he knew that this guy was still thinking about the corpse of his ancestor, and that it was completely engraved in his mind.

"What is the use of your ancestor's corpse? Do you think about it so much?"

"It can make me stronger and regain the glory of my ancestors!"

"What glory?"

"It's just...it's just..." Quemao was stunned for a moment, his little head was speeding up like crazy, almost burning up, and he couldn't answer.

"Okay, okay, next time I get a chance, I will go and get what you want. If I had known earlier, I would have gotten it for you this time. At least it will be useful."

Wen Yan comforted Quemao, so that he was not smart enough and burned out his brain.

What he said was really honest. He didn't know the specific use of the three items he took out this time. He just insisted on the opportunity that he had spent so much effort to get. He couldn't lose it and took whichever one was worth more.

If there is a definite goal, then it is natural to take the predetermined goal.

"Then why don't we find a target first?" Quemao was eager to try.

Wen Yan glanced at it sideways.

"Go ahead, go ahead and fuck whoever you want, I promise not to stop you. Even if you want to die in the Lieyang Department warehouse, I can make it happen for you."

The sparrow cat instantly turned into airplane ears and laughed dryly.

"It's not my fault, it's all that fake Mo Zhicheng's fault."

Wen Yan ignored Quemao. He was thinking about how to use this shelf appropriately.

The results of the experiment with sparrow cats should not be universal. He picked up the little zombie and there was no reaction, which actually means nothing.

The little zombies are not universal. He is not sure whether the little zombies are alive, dead, or undead.

Still need to try more.

After thinking for a while, he came out of the back door and knocked on the door of Lao Zhao's house.

The door opened, and the five brothers poked half of their heads out to look at Wen Yan and spoke in unison.

"Is dinner ready?"

"Well, yes, you guys come to my house for dinner together. Where is Lao Zhao?"

The five brothers flashed and disappeared. In less than two seconds, the five brothers appeared at the door, dragging a confused old Zhao.

"Old Zhao, come to my house for dinner later, and I'll lend you my head for a while."

"what……"

Lao Zhao groaned, and his head was separated from his body, and the five brothers thrust it into Wen Yan's hands.

"You're too outspoken."

"What's our relationship?"

"Old Zhao is such a good person, wouldn't he be happy?"

"You didn't take it directly because you looked down on Lao Zhao."

"Look down on Lao Zhao. Lao Zhao is not happy. He gets two free-cut chickens."

Wen Yan looked at Lao Zhao's head, dumbfounded.

"Okay, okay, I'll add a plain-cut chicken to you later. Do you want some salt-baked chicken?"

"Eat! Don't be picky about food!" the five brothers said in unison.

"Okay, remember to come later."

Wen Yan held Lao Zhao's head, but Lao Zhao still looked confused.

"What is this for?"

"I just got a strange object, and I want you to help test it. I have already tested it on demons and zombies."

When they arrived in the basement, Wen Yan put Lao Zhao's head on the shelf and waited for a while but saw no reaction.

Wen Yan felt a little regretful.

He first ordered food, then went to make rice himself, and then wandered to the next door. He saw that his silly son was not sleeping, his eyes were wide open, and his little hands were waving there, fighting for wits with the air.

Wen Yan said hello to Jia Jinfeng and returned home with his silly son in his arms.

Seeing that his stupid son was clueless and had his eyes wide open, as if he didn't know what he was looking at, Wen Yan put him on the shelf.

After waiting for several seconds and seeing no reaction, Wen Yan gave up completely.

It seems that living things really can't do it, neither can they go up on their own, nor can they be put up.

This living creature should include everything including monsters, monsters, and humans.

But I just don’t know why, the sparrow cat can’t get up on its own, it just needs to be put up.

Eighty percent of the time, the finch cat is special, so the results of the finch cat test should not be of high reference value.

Living things are not good, so the conjecture that "the thing that is put up is where the thing that is most important to the heart is located" may not be very universal.

This kind of speculation should be more reliable as to where the things placed there come from, or where they should belong.

He turned on his phone and looked at the video he had just taken. In the passage where the long-bright light was turned on, the patterns on the walls, and after the candlelight was lit, the walls were glowing blue-gray, the color of the masonry, the color of the floor, and most importantly, that A unique temperament.

Wen Yan could recognize it at a glance. This tunnel, or a typical tunnel in a tomb, was definitely in Guanzhong County.

Because Wen Yan has seen similar ones, of course, in some open ruins in Guanzhong County. There is no difference in the basic style from the ones captured in the video.

This corresponds to the origin of the everlasting lantern.

However, through the video taken through the open window of the stone carving, he couldn't tell where exactly it was. He could only estimate the approximate range through the angle of the moonlight. To be more specific, he would have to find a more professional judge.

Wen Yan put the stone sculpture on the shelf and put the ever-burning lamp on it. Sure enough, the window that had just been opened disappeared.

Only one window can be open at a time.

Wen Yan returned to the living room on the first floor. The sparrow cat and the little zombie were lying next to the kid. The sparrow cat kept sniffing, and the little zombie held up his mobile phone and looked at it with the kid.

After watching it for a while, I took two selfies together.

The little kid didn't cry or make a fuss. He just stared at the monsters and monsters in the room with wide eyes. After watching for a while, he didn't know how this little guy could see the graffiti hanging on the wall several meters away. , saliva began to flow down from the side of his mouth.

It stands to reason that for such a big kid, he would be indistinguishable from human to animal from a distance of one meter.

Wen Yan picked up the little kid, and the little kid started to cry for a long time. There were no tears in the corners of his eyes, and they all flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Wen Yan gently patted the little kid's butt.

"At such a young age, he can't eat complementary food yet. He just needs to drink milk well."

He hugged the little kid and left the yard. Seeing that it was useless, the little kid stopped crying immediately, and still stared at the house reluctantly with his big eyes.

After sending the little kid back, before leaving, he took a look at the little girl. She was still studying hard. She looked really cruel.

Wen Yan took out the phone and wrote down the to-do items on the memo. The bonus will be paid next month and he will give the little girl a mobile phone or tablet.

He estimated that when the bonus is paid next month, there should be a lot of money, at least enough for him to use for a long time.

Now I practice boxing every day. After reaching the second stage, the proportion of wasted Yang energy has been reduced a lot, but the consumption of Nuanyu has begun to increase.

The low-quality warm jade sold by the pound is still usable, but the daily consumption is quite large.

He speculated that after the second stage of training, if inferior quality warm jade continues to be used, the efficiency may be too low.

Based on the current consumption, it would be a waste of time to practice boxing once and consume several kilograms of low-quality warm jade first.

After all, those low-quality warm jade are all low-quality scraps cut from the same piece of warm jade ore. If you want a large piece, there may be parts of low-quality warm jade inside, or there may be a piece of blood warm jade sandwiched between them.

The price is at least two orders of magnitude higher than inferior warm jade.

A pound of raw ore may cost several thousand to tens of thousands of yuan. Based on his current consumption, it may only last three days. At a rough calculation, it costs one hundred thousand yuan a month. It is really hard to afford the krypton gold cheating. .

It’s better to prepare for a rainy day and think of some ways to make some extra money.

After returning to his home and waiting for the familiar takeaway boy to deliver the food, Wen Yan invited Lao Zhao and the five brothers to have a meal together.

The five brothers who enjoyed the meal the most were the five brothers, who had a great time.

Halfway through the meal, they were chatting happily. When they talked about the stone sculptures and everlasting lanterns that Wen Yan brought back, Lao Zhao blurted out.

“In today’s terms, many people defrauded the King of Qin of funds to develop their own projects.

This kind of shark lantern is just a bit of achievement. The lamp itself is not particularly precious.

What's precious is the lamp in your hand. Judging from the style, wick, and oil, it should be a serious shark lamp.

It should have been obtained from the sharks, not whale oil.

People behind me said it was shark oil, which was nonsense. It’s not like I’ve never seen shark oil before. It’s not like that at all.

This is a certain material that the shark traded, and then added other things to refine it.

It was later lost. This lamp must have been from the time of King Qin. It is unmistakable.

I can’t tell much about the stone carving, it’s too badly weathered…”

Lao Zhao was holding a chicken leg and saw that no one around him was talking, and everyone was quietly listening to his bragging. He raised his head, feeling a little confused.

"What are you all looking at me for?"

"I'm almost full. I'm listening to your story. Keep going."

"What did I say? Uh... I don't know. I was just talking nonsense. I don't know what I said. I suddenly remembered it."

Wen Yan was a little regretful. The boss, Lao Zhao, was online for a limited time. He was only online for a short time, and he became the usual Lao Zhao again.

"It's okay, keep eating, do you want to drink? I have a good drink."

After having enough wine and food, Wen Yan sent Lao Zhao and the five brothers back, and Lao Zhao never thought of anything again.

Wen Yan came to the basement, moved the shelves a little further apart, and placed other things in the corners to prevent accidents.The boss, Lao Zhao, was online for a limited time, and Wen Yan still believed the information he gave.

Regardless of which window the long-bright light was on, he was not prepared to turn it on again. It would be such a big death for him.

In the past, he believed that after several super-large figurine areas were opened in Guanzhong County, subsequent excavations were abandoned because of the difficulty of excavation and protection.

After all, he has also read the information. When they were first unearthed, those large figures were brightly colored and lifelike. The level was quite high. Moreover, each one was not the same and had different faces.

But not long after it was dug out, all the colors faded away and turned into what it is now.

I recently learned that the resurgence of spiritual energy started decades ago.

Wen Yan had no choice but to start conspiracy theories and start imagining a big drama. Maybe the Lieyang tribe in Guanzhong County had been severely beaten before giving up on the subsequent series of events.

Of course, Wen Yan didn't want to sneak into the tomb passage out of curiosity, and then suddenly a very large figure would pop up next to him, bringing several large figures with him, and beat him up.

A proper act of seeking death is fine, but this kind of act of seeking death should be forgotten.

He also had to prevent others from committing catastrophic deaths, so Wen Yan pulled the sparrow cat and the little zombie over and gave them serious instructions for a long time.

In order to let these two guys know the seriousness of the matter, Wen Yan said harshly that anyone who messed up in this matter would be sent away.

In the middle of the night, unable to sleep again, Wen Yan continued to practice boxing in the backyard. The strong Yang Qi continued to spread and shine around.

His Yang Qi is getting stronger and stronger, especially when practicing boxing, [-]% of the Yang Qi is actually wasted. This Yang Qi turns into a halo that ordinary people can't see, illuminating everything nearby.

One person's yang energy suppressed the yin energy steaming up within a few dozen meters nearby.

Lao Zhao stood by the window, basking in the night sun as a routine. As he basked in the sun, his eyes slowly changed from the "wisdom" of five brothers to deep.

"He doesn't even know, what does the brilliance that shines when he practices boxing mean to the ghosts?

Or does he know about it and actually doesn't care?

It should be the latter.

He looks so much like the rumored first-generation Heavenly Master. "

Lao Zhao closed his eyes slightly, and the depth in his eyes dissipated. He continued to bask in the sun. That feeling made him feel as if he was alive.

……

In the northwest corner of China, where it had just darkened, Lao Meng leaned against a ruined earth wall and spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with some internal organ fragments.

He took out a small test tube and swallowed the red potion in the small test tube. As time passed, his complexion gradually recovered a lot.

"It's a big loss, it's a big loss, it's a big loss..."

The camel next to him had worry in his eyes.

"Are you okay? You have used the resurrection cross. If you die again, will you really die?
Why don't you prepare something for me in advance? I can save you if necessary. "

Lao Meng looked at the camel and sneered.

"damn thing!"

"Hmph, good intentions are not rewarded. Do you think I care about your treasures? It's of no use to me."

"It's not necessary. Why do you want to die for a strange object?"

The camel mumbled something vaguely, and Lao Meng leaned weakly against the wall, muttering to himself.

"You know a hammer.

This time, I helped him find out information. I only collected one large yellow croaker and a few small yellow croakers.

This bottle of potion costs more than that.

Little did I know that the Xijiang River system, which is not even considered Sidu, is so chaotic that there are several water gods in one tributary.

This damn place actually has a fucking dragon. "

"How dare a water god who is not a dragon be called a dragon god?" Luo Tuo looked at Lao Meng as if he were a fool.

"You know what the heck, if every Dragon King temple corresponds to a dragon, then there would be as many as eight hundred dragons in China if not one thousand.

Especially dragons in the water system, those with the status of water god are basically other things.

It is a great thing to have something that can be regarded as a dragon.

Those who can be considered dragons can be counted on one's fingers.

I never thought that the water god in a section of the Xijiang River was really a fucking dragon!

A dragon is actually just the water god of a section of a river, or even just a tributary. Do you understand?

This is so unreasonable and neither scientific nor metaphysical. "

As he spoke, Lao Meng took out his phone and called Wen Yan.

"Wen Yan, I...I found out a little bit of information."

"Hey, Lao Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Lao Meng waited for this sentence and complained loudly.

“Of course, it’s not your fault, it’s not anyone’s fault, I didn’t expect this.

I thought it was just a big worm that had become sperm, so I tried my method.

Unexpectedly, I hit the iron plate with my head. It was too involved and my position was too high.

I was just so violent that I almost vomited out my duodenum and several pieces of my lungs.

He shouldn't be dead yet. "

"Thank you. Next time we meet, I have something for you to examine."

"Okay, I won't charge you an appraisal fee."

"But, then the Dragon God is a dragon, isn't that right?"

"Illiterate!" Lao Meng hung up the phone angrily.

By the way, he looked at the camel next to him and cursed together.

"You too! They are all uneducated and illiterate!"

On the other side, Wen Yan was confused. What did he say?

The profiteer actually hung up on him without even saying what he wanted to sell.

He was actually planning to dig out some of the lamp oil from the ever-burning lamp and sell it to Lao Meng. After all, he couldn't really plunder wool from the dead, so it had to be a somewhat serious transaction.

In other words, he really always felt that the dragon god in Xijiang was a dragon.

He conveniently dialed Cai Qidong again.

Then, a voice came from the phone saying "Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call again later."

Rejected.

I tried again, and this time there was no beeping sound when getting through, and it just said that it could not be connected.

Okay, this is blocked.

Minister Cai is too narrow-minded.

Less than a minute later, the phone rang, and Minister Cai called him back.

"What time is it? What's wrong?"

"I have an important question. I would like to ask the minister. Is the resurrected Dragon God in Xijiang really a dragon, or is he just called the Dragon God?"

"What do you mean? How can it really be a dragon? Of course it is just called Dragon God. The alien water gods with high status basically enjoy the treatment of Dragon King Temple, so they are called Dragon God, which represents their former status and strength. You two Calling in the middle of the night, just for this?”

"No, no, no, minister, I spent a lot of money and asked someone to find something."

"What?" Cai Qidong sat up, exhausted from being woken up in the middle of the night.

"That dragon god is really a dragon."

"..."

Cai Qidong's expression changed.

"Really? A real dragon, why is it just a water god in a stretch of water? Where did you get the news? Are you sure?"

"bought."

"Bought it? Where did you buy it?"

Seeing that Wen Yan remained silent, Cai Qidong immediately added.

"I'm not trying to find out about this. I mean, is it reliable? The ministry will reimburse you!"

"According to the rules, I can't talk about the source of the news casually, but based on my understanding of that person, I will not sell false news."

As for Lao Meng, a profiteer is indeed a profiteer, but according to Zhuge Wanjun, Lao Meng is that kind of person who will scold him only when he is scolded, but if something really goes wrong, he will still come to him with his nose in his hands.

Because Lao Mengna never sells fake goods.

He was deceived and the toy wand he received was not considered fake. Lao Meng gave it away as a gift and never sold it.

Lao Meng himself felt that he couldn't afford to lose that person by selling this thing.

"If you ask for help, how much it costs, the ministry will reimburse you."

"It's probably quite expensive. At least ten large yellow croakers start."

As soon as Cai Qidong heard this, he no longer had any doubts. He uttered a curse word and jumped out of bed.

There was only the elusive wandering businessman who settled everything in small and large yellow croakers.

(End of this chapter)