I am your natural enemy

Chapter 216 Destroying Faith, Simple Question (5.4k)

Wen Yan looked at Zhongnan's abandoned disciples and saw a new hint.

Although the new prompt does not change much overall, there is one more sentence, and the power of the curse will plummet significantly.

Zhong Nan's abandoned disciple can no longer use the talisman, but he has burned everything and is still in the state of being a half-ghost at this moment.

This has nothing to do with talismans.

Wen Yan didn't want to gamble whether the harm would be less great if he killed it at this time. He just wanted to solve this problem completely.

He wanted to come to Mingtu again. It was really useful to borrow Mingtu.

He also wants to go to the Styx River. It is also very useful to deal with some things.

If he couldn't come back in the future, Wen Yan would definitely be a little reluctant to part with it.

Now he somewhat understands why the corresponding temporary ability is backtracking.

This is to let him find the most complete solution by himself.

"How's it going? Is this okay?" Pei Tugou asked expectantly.

"Most of it has been solved, but there should still be some problems."

As soon as Pei Tugou heard this, he was ready to continue.

Wen Yan quickly stopped him.

"Brother, I'll do the rest. Just take a break and help keep an eye on it."

Pei Tugou didn't say anything. He was a little annoyed when faced with this kind of thing where killing people couldn't solve the problem.

"Pull him up."

Pei Butu Gou shook the bloody rope in his hand, led Zhongnan's abandoned disciple, and made him stand up, but it looked like he was hanging by the neck forcibly.

Wen Yan couldn't care less about this. He stretched out his right hand, put it on the shoulder of Zhong Nan's abandoned disciple, and activated the retracement.

"Do you remember how you met the idol?"

As Wen Yan asked this question, everything around him seemed to turn into smoke and dissipate instantly, and everything seemed to be moving backwards rapidly.

From the perspective of Zhongnan's abandoned disciple, everything seemed very blurry as he continued to retreat.

The smoke around me sometimes turned into a large truck with four in front and eight in the back, sometimes into mountains and forests, and sometimes into a simple earth temple.

The smoke is changing faster and faster, not many things can be clearly changed, and many things appear very blurry.

But Wen Yan can probably tell that those vague things are unimportant and will be forgotten after just one glance.

Soon, the ever-changing smoke stopped, and the gray smoke gradually condensed, turning into only black, white and gray, as if it were a real world.

Deep in the mountains, hidden behind dense forests and shrubs, on a simple stone altar stood a rotten wooden statue whose face could not be seen clearly.

Zhongnan abandoned his disciples sitting not far away, facing the rising sun, breathing and practicing, reciting scriptures at the same time, and completing his daily morning lessons in a meticulous manner.

Even if he has been expelled from the school, the habits he has developed over the years have been engraved in his bones and become a part of his life.

As the Taoist chanted sutras every day, one day, he heard a familiar voice.

"Little Taoist priest...little Taoist priest..."

The Taoist body trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes with a look of anger on his face.

"What a monster!"

Then, he split the bushes with a hatchet, opened a path, held the knife in one hand and the talisman in the other, and killed towards the rear.

Then he saw the statue, which was only over a foot tall at first.

He originally wanted to kill him directly, because he didn't know what kind of monster he was, and he dared to use his lover's voice.

After just a few words, the other party not only sounded like this, but also knew many things. He also knew what his lover said when he was dying. He told him to leave quickly and there was no need to stay here with him.

The Taoist priest gradually broke through his defenses, and he began to struggle in his heart. He couldn't tell whether this was the work of an evildoer, or whether it was really the soul of the person he cherished.

He didn't deal with it decisively on the first day, and he couldn't be more ruthless in the future.

Unconsciously, they talked a lot, about the past, the regrets buried deep in their hearts, and the stupid look on his face when they first saw him a long time ago.

He began to recite sutras for him every day, intending to follow the righteous path and let him resume walking.

Gradually, he fell deeper and deeper, and could no longer look back. In other words, he was no longer willing to look back, and he truly believed that this was the person he longed for.

The rotten wooden statue was getting taller and bigger, and the Taoist began to use various methods to learn things he had never learned before.

His talent is indeed very high. He quickly figured out the complex system of pretending to be dirty and how to get along with Ah Piao without harming both parties. He began to learn how to make a temple blessing.

Thanks to the Internet, there are so many photocopied materials that can be found online, but ordinary people simply cannot find anything useful from them.

Maybe there are only a few paragraphs in a book that are useful, and Taoists can tell them apart.

In just a few months, except for the fact that he had not been given the teachings, his level in this Tao had definitely reached the standard for Qingcheng disciples to be given the teachings.

Unfortunately, the Taoist priests in Zhongnan Mountain are monastic Taoist priests. Especially for the disciples who are qualified to be ordained, the requirements are quite strict. If any one of them fails to meet the standards, they will be stuck in the step before the conferment.

No matter how good your talent is or how good your hard skills are, you will always be stuck.

Rules that seem inhumane contain blood and tears behind them.

One of the benefits of passing it on for a long time is that you can step on all the pitfalls you can step on, and then record them to warn future generations.

While looking back, Wen Yan took the Taoist together to see their past.

The Taoist looked dull and sighed softly.

The Taoist really went to the wrong school. His talent is so good, and his accumulated knowledge is so thick. The Taoist has already turned to the next page before he has even thought through a sentence in the book he read.

It’s no wonder that in just a few months, you can start almost from scratch and learn new things to a level that is absolutely sufficient for teaching.

After watching the scene, Wen Yan felt that the Yang Qi in his body was a little weak.

This ability actually consumes Yang Qi, which is directly related to his strength.

He had maintained the state of blessing Yang Qi just now, but he could only go back in time for such a short period of time, and he could only go back to the moment when the Taoist saw the idol ghost for the first time.

Wen Yan looked at the dazed Taoist and sighed.

"I just wanted to ask.

Do you want to take revenge on me for the idol ghost?

Or are you taking revenge on me for the person you miss so much? "

The Taoist's body trembled, and a trace of complexity flashed through his numb and dull eyes.

Wen Yan's question was a trap, and it naturally separated the two.

"I actually don't want to talk to you so much, but when I do things, I like to do it thoroughly and solve it thoroughly.

You should have been able to see it in the beginning, it was a trap created by the gods and ghosts.

Even at my level, I can see this.

It's just that you have a flaw in your heart and an obsession in your heart. You can't be ruthless and you can't break your obsession.

You know that's fake, right?

I know what you are thinking. You want to use the idol ghost and your guidance to let her be reborn in the idol ghost, right?

I have seen the dead come back to life with my own eyes. Do you know what the price is?

He was an incredible professional who spent an estimated twenty years of his life after advancing.

It only resurrected people for a few seconds, just a few seconds.

Just said one sentence.

You should know it yourself, no matter how similar the god-like ghost is to his voice or the things he knows.

That's still not the person you want.

Would the person you have been thinking about really hurt so many people just to advance yourself?

Is she a person who will do anything to achieve her goals, is cruel and cruel, and has no humanity at all? "

"Shut up!" The Taoist, who had been numb and dull, had no reaction when he heard the previous words. Until Wen Yan said the last two sentences, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, you still care. So back to the original question, do you think I killed the idol ghost? Or is it the one you care about?"

When he was about to be killed, the Taoist didn't react at all. When the talisman he received was also killed, the Taoist was just a little shocked. But at this moment, a trace of desperate pain appeared on the Taoist's face, which was a kind of deep despair.

Wen Yan was so bad that he was so heartbroken that he couldn't even answer.

He didn't dare to answer. Just when faced with a question, he felt that life would be worse than death.

Pei Tugou killed the basis of strength for what he wanted to do, and Wen Yan was now going to destroy his belief in doing what he wanted to do.

Just seeing the Taoist's face changing, his heart that had just been shaken seemed to be firming up again, his eyes gradually became firmer, Wen Yan immediately continued to activate the Lieyang Jade, adding Yang Qi to himself.

Just blessing and blessing, Wen Yan thought of the new effects obtained after the progress of Lieyang reached 60%.

Violent Sun: The Sun not only represents life, but also represents destruction. You can consume a huge amount of Yang Qi and release all its power at once in an instant. The effect depends on the release method.

Originally, he thought this was the ability to use his ultimate move during battle, but it was affected by the mushroom bomb explosion he saw and advanced the progress of the blazing sun, creating a special effect.

He was still thinking about whether to give it a try next time he had a fight with someone.

Or at the end of the month, try looking for Zhang Xuewen. Anyway, on the end of the month, even if he uses his ultimate move in this way, he probably won't be able to kill the God of War at the end of the month.

This is the best way to experiment. But thinking of the reminder from Pei butchering the dog just now, he concluded an experience.

He may have slightly misunderstood the description, or looked at it too one-sidedly.

For example, in the last sentence of this description, "The effect is related to the release method," Wen Yan felt that it should mean that any method that mainly consumes Yang Qi can use the "violent sun".

He took the initiative to activate the violent sun, and the yang energy in his body was sucked dry in an instant. Then he continued to activate the violent sun jade and continued to bless himself.

After this continued for more than a dozen times, the Yang Qi accumulated in the fierce sun finally reached its limit.

A sun visible to the naked eye seemed to appear in Wen Yan's palm.

The Taoist felt the terrifying sun in his palm, and seemed to suddenly understand how the gods and ghosts died. If such a terrifying Yang Qi burst out in an instant, even a living person would not be able to stop it, let alone a person who is essentially a human being. The floating gods look like ghosts.

When he closed his eyes and waited for death, Wen Yan stretched out his right hand and patted his shoulder.

Since backtracking is related to his ability at the moment and consumes his Yang Qi, then, theoretically, he can use backtracking to release the huge amount of Yang Qi accumulated by the violent sun.

If not, then let the prompt change again.

Looking back at the moment of activation, Wen Yan felt his eyes light up, just like when he looked directly at the mushroom bomb explosion, the whole world seemed to be filled with only light.

Wen Yan put a hand on the Taoist's shoulder, his eyes sparkled, and he shouted loudly.

"Let's go, let's take a look together and see if the person you miss is so inhumane."

The Taoist was struggling and he didn't dare to face it.

When the endless light around them gradually dimmed, they came to a small river.

Like the last flashback, there are only black, white and gray here.

A little Taoist boy with a slightly crooked bun was squatting by the river, staring at the crabs in the river in a daze, and muttering something deep inside.

"Crabs... they might be delicious if fried. No, no, no, the book says it has to be steamed. The crab roe is very delicious. What does delicious taste like?"

Just when the little Taoist boy was in a daze, a sudden laughter woke him up.

On the other side of the river, a teenage girl, wearing a large flowered jacket, squatted on the ground, holding her chin in her hands, looking at him and smiling, her smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

The little Taoist boy raised his head, with a little drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, and stared blankly at the little girl opposite.

The setting sun cast beams of light from the forest and fell on the other side of the river. The moment the halo fell, a ray of color was seen, centered on the little girl, like a shock wave, sweeping across the entire world in an instant.

At that moment, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the colorful halo shone on the water.

The little girl's laughter echoed with the gurgling water and the chirping of insects and birds, turning into a moving piece of music.

"Hey, little Taoist priest, do you want to eat meat? I heard people say that you don't seem to allow meat?"

"No, no, no..." The little Taoist boy was startled, quickly stood up and backed away, waving his hands repeatedly.

“My mother said that crabs don’t have meat, so does that mean crabs don’t count as meat?”

"Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lord." The little Taoist boy's heart was beating fast, he shouted the holy name, and ran away in a flash.

He was thinking just now, the crabs in the river are so small and have no meat, so does eating crabs count as eating meat?

The scene changes instantly and dissipates with the wind.

The Taoist standing next to Wen Yan began to tremble.

In an instant, the screen changed again.

It is still a world of black and white and gray. The little Taoist boy seems to have grown up a few years, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He sat on a big rock by the river and meditated with his eyes closed.

On the other side, a girl with a ponytail was walking briskly, holding a thermos box.

As the girl's footsteps fall, there is color in the black, white and gray world. With the girl's footsteps, color infects the black, white and gray world.

The gray world seemed to become alive at this moment, and even the sunlight became soft, adding a warm light filter to the place.

"Hey, little Taoist priest, look what good things I brought you!"

When the little Taoist priest saw the girl, he stopped meditating and stood up quickly.

After the girl approached, looking at the girl who was a little taller than him, the little Taoist priest quietly pulled his robe to cover his feet, and then quietly stood up on tiptoes.

The girl smiled brightly, and the sunlight shone on her face, as if she could see the fine down.

Her big eyes still smile very cutely, and just one look at them can make people feel happy.

The little Taoist priest stared blankly at the girl, unconsciously reaching out his hand, trying to catch this ray of sunshine and preserve this moment.

But then, the roots of his ears turned slightly red, and he quickly moved his head away pretending to be nonchalant, his heart pounding, but his head moved away, but his eyes refused to obey and still looked at the girl.

The girl stepped forward and opened the lunch box, revealing half a box of rice, crab roe tofu, and vegetables.

After seeing this, the little Taoist priest quickly shook his head.

"No, no, I can't eat meat. If master knows about it, he will definitely punish me again. Master said that I have a very good talent. If I have the opportunity to teach you in the future, I will have to practice hard."

"Little Taoist priest, why are you still so stupid? You are just not as smart as me. There is no crab roe in this."

"Impossible, I've eaten it before, I remember this taste!" The little Taoist sniffed, and his saliva began to secrete instinctively: "The crab roe tofu you gave me last year, when I went back after eating it, Master smelled it."

"Little Taoist, there is no crab roe in this. Believe me, my mother said, this is high-tech. The crab roe flavoring seasoning developed by research does not have a trace of crab roe. I heard it is very expensive, so I secretly reserved it for you. Try it quickly."

The girl handed over the lunch box and looked at the little Taoist priest expectantly.

The little Taoist priest unconsciously put down his tiptoe. He raised his head slightly and looked at the girl, feeling that the girl's whole body seemed to be glowing.

The crab roe tofu without crab roe tasted very sweet to him, and he would never forget the taste in his life.

Looking at the girl whose whole body seemed to be glowing, the Taoist standing next to Wen Yan stretched out a hand blankly, as if to take the lunch box.

At this moment, the picture flickered again, the light flooded everything, and the world returned to a world of only light.

The Taoist standing next to Wen Yan stretched out a hand and stared blankly at the void in front of him.

At this time, the halo gradually dimmed. This time, the world was no longer black and white, but a world full of colors.

This time, the Taoist was already about eighteen or nineteen, twenty years old.

He finally didn't have to stand on tiptoes and was taller than the girl.

Still by the river, there was a layer of snow on the ground, and snowflakes were slowly falling in the sky.

The snow is soft when your feet step on it, and there is a crunching sound.

the girl said.

"I'm going to college, little Taoist priest. I can only come back during the holidays."

"Ah...oh, then...congratulations."

"Little Taoist priest, don't miss me. I will send you a postcard then."

"Oh……"

The little Taoist smiled reluctantly, with a look of disappointment on his face that was difficult to conceal.

He has heard that many people who go to college here never come back.

After I went to college, this place was just a hometown that I only came back to for a long, long time.

The little Taoist priest couldn't remember clearly what he said later. There was only a vague sound, which seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and the distance was getting farther and farther.

The picture seemed to be getting blurry, as if separated by a layer of fog.

It wasn't until they parted ways and walked out a few dozen meters that the girl turned around and shouted.

"Little Taoist priest."

"Ah..." The little Taoist priest turned around. At that moment, the whole world became very clear. Even the snowflakes falling in the sky seemed to have stopped there.

The colors of the entire world seemed to have gathered at this moment.

The girl ran back all the way. When she was still a few meters away from him, she stopped and shouted.

"Little Taoist priest."

"what?"

"I will be your wife from now on, okay?"

The little Taoist priest's face turned red, his ears were all red, and he was speechless for a long time.

The girl became a little anxious when the little Taoist priest didn't answer.

"If you don't answer me, I won't come back again, okay?"

When the little Taoist priest saw that the girl was angry and was about to turn around and leave, all the precepts in his mind disappeared.

He stretched out a hand to grab the girl and shouted hurriedly.

At the same time, the Taoist standing next to Wen Yan also stretched out his hand and shouted those words together.

"Okay, I'll marry you."

(End of this chapter)