I am your natural enemy

Chapter 223 Installing street lights is like flipping through a book (5k)

Wen Yan went to Yuzhou that day and came back the same day, and they could have dinner together in the afternoon.

He originally thought that the bracelet had intelligence or something, but after playing with it for a day, he didn't feel it. Instead, the inexplicable feeling of closeness made Wen Yan feel that it could no longer be explained by affinity.

It's like this thing originally belonged to him.

The previous Ni Lin was given to him by King Gui Long and had been kept warm by him for who knows how long. Logically speaking, it definitely belonged to him.

That's it, and after the affinity, he had to put his hand up and follow the guidance, so that he could work hard to draw out the pure power inside and pat it into the head of King Guilong.

And this bracelet gave him the feeling that he could control it very smoothly with just one thought.

This smoothness is a little abnormal.

It is absolutely impossible to achieve this effect just because of the affinity of JieE Shui Guanlu.

After dinner, Wen Yan went to practice boxing for two hours. He originally wanted to see how Chen Qimo was doing with his studies. If there was something he didn't understand, he would give him some guidance.

But after taking a look at the test paper, he swallowed the words back.

He knew every character on it, but when it became the question, he suddenly felt like he had met an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long, long time.

But suddenly, he just felt that the other person looked familiar and was an acquaintance of his, but he couldn't even pronounce the other person's name.

Wen Yan was secretly surprised. He had just graduated not long ago, and why he gave back to the teacher what he had studied so hard back then.

He glanced at it for a few times without saying anything, and finally silently placed a small bowl on Chen Qimo's table with some washed tomatoes in it.

When I returned to my room, I stopped playing with my phone and fell asleep directly.

When sleeping, hold the bracelet and use it as a medium to try to see if you can enter Suicune's dream.

One night, he drifted in the wind and rolled in the clouds and mist. The only thing he could be very sure of was Cai Heizi's dream.

I wanted to find Suicune's dream, but I couldn't find it.

Wen Yan felt a little regretful.

In the end, in order not to return empty-handed, I went to Cai Heizi's dreamland again.

This time he didn't do anything. He just watched for a while, and saw that vicious villain coming out of Cai Heizi's belly and punching Cai Heizi's abdomen hard.

He couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, and then he was ostracized.

The next day, in the morning, Wen Yan received a call from the street lamp manufacturer Feng Yao had found. The other party said that the street lamp had been moved to the designated location as agreed.

Wen Yan quickly called a car and drove all the way north. Several kilometers away from home, he saw street lamps piled on the roadside.

This manufacturer is the one that took the order for Decheng street lamps before.

There were people standing on the street lamps, and there were violent demons hanging on them. After struggling for so long, I didn’t see any problems with any of the street lamps, not even the wicks inside were broken.

After all, Pei's method of butchering a dog is indeed more demanding than ordinary street lamps.

Now, whatever street lamp orders Decheng needs, they will be given to this company. The price is fair, the cooperation is pleasant, and the after-sales service is good enough.

Just like now, when Wen Yan said to light up the street lights, he just mentioned it to Feng Yao and communicated for a while.

This street lamp pole was delivered. The lamp poles, which are more than six meters long, are hollow, which reduces the weight while maintaining structural strength.

He was asked to be taken to a deserted grave outside the city, and he was sent to the place without asking a single word.

There are professional instructions, and there are engineers who will explain to Wen Yan on site how to install the street lights and how to connect the wires.

The wiring inside the street lamp has been connected, and there are connectors left in the access port at the bottom.

Everything is in accordance with the standards of being strong, durable and easy to install. In order to facilitate Wen Yan's installation, a prefabricated base was thoughtfully prepared, which can be buried in the ground without the need for cement.

After Wen Yan asked clearly about this, the manufacturer left in a hurry without asking why Wen Yan had to install it himself. He even left two tool boxes for Wen Yan.

From electric drills to various bits, to large and small wrenches and pliers, electric pens and electrical tape, etc., they have everything, and the main thing is to be considerate.

Wen Yan couldn't help but sigh after seeing it, he really deserves this factory to make money.

He called Feng Wei and asked when Feng Wei would be free and come to clear the way.

Just ten minutes after hanging up the phone, the barren grave next to him opened on its own, and Feng Wei's voice came from inside.

"Wen Yan, I'm here."

Wen Yan picked up one end of a streetlight pole and dragged the six-meter-long streetlight pole into the barren grave.

Feng Wei looked at Wen Yan's posture and hesitated to speak.

"Don't look at it. I'm really going to set up a street lamp. It's really impossible to get down such a long lamp pole over there, so I can only ask you to help open a path."

"Should we really put up street lights? Those A Piao in the underworld really don't need a street light to be hanged, right?"

"I'm really just putting up street lights!"

Wen Yan emphasized it twice, and Feng Weicai nodded doubtfully. For Wen Yan's sake, he believed it.

“It’s really not my fault, the rumors outside are extremely outrageous right now.

Last night, I went to Rakshasa Ghost Market to eat noodles, and I heard what other Ah Piao said.

There are not enough street lights in the forbidden area, and killing is too troublesome.

Therefore, now the invading Ah Piao is directly made into a street lamp.

In order not to be discovered, street lights were erected on the dark road. "

"These Ah Piao are so quick to spread rumors!" Wen Yan's face darkened.

These things that A Piao spread are really outrageous. There is no need to buy a house or a car, get married and have children, and many A Piao who do not have to go to work are so idle that their legs are hairy.

It's only been two days, and the street lights in the underworld have already spread.

No wonder Feng Wei didn't believe that he really just went to set up a street light at the intersection of Mingtu, and he was really just doing good things in his spare time.

When Feng Wei said this, Wen Yan himself felt that his current behavior, in A Piao's opinion, was somewhat crazy.

He carried the lamp pole and entered the underworld from the deserted cemetery intersection. He threw the lamp pole to the intersection, then turned around and continued walking back.

"Hey, don't look back." Feng Wei shouted and was pulled away by Wen Yan.

Turning around and taking a step, everything around him seemed to disappear, and he stood in a wilderness of unknown east, west, north and west.

He closed his eyes and continued to move forward. He closed his eyes and came out of the barren grave, leaving Feng Wei to stay in the barren grave while he continued to carry the street lamp.

Feng Wei looked at Wen Yan's movements and scratched his head. Wen Yan became stronger again. Entering the underworld was as casual as returning to his own home. He could go wherever he wanted.

But, isn’t it true that the only way to reach the destination is to move forward?

"Just help open an intersection here and wait for me. I'll finish it soon."

After Wen Yan went back and forth a few times, he moved the lamp pole, base, wires, and toolbox.

As if he had found a toy, he spent a whole day tinkering down there, burying the base and cables, erecting the lamp pole, tightening the nuts, and finally carrying the cables out of the basement of Lao Zhao's house.

The electricity was directly connected to the electrical box of Lao Zhao's house.

A street lamp with a voltage of 220 volts only has watts each, and ten of them only have one kilowatt, so they don't consume much electricity.

When we came to the intersection again, ten street lamps stood on the left and right sides of the intersection. Their bright light seemed to suppress the green candlelight.

It suddenly became very bright here. When those A Piao passed by here, they seemed to slow down, as if they wanted to feel the light more.

Wen Yan thought for a while, stretched out his hand and touched the street lamp.

Use his thoughts and intentions at the moment to bless the street lights.

The Yang Qi moved up along the light pole, and the bright light of the street lamp suddenly became a little darker, but there was a faint warmth in the light.

Wen Yan blessed all ten street lamps with yang energy. He stood at the intersection and looked at the unconscious Ah Piao who kept passing by. Every time he passed by, he seemed to start to close his eyes, as if he was feeling the sunshine.

Wen Yan felt inexplicably that he would feel more accomplished by setting up ten street lights with his own hands than before.

He was definitely the first person in history to set up a street lamp on the road to death.

Wen Yan stood at the streetlight with his hands on his hips and grinned.

"Feng Wei, how are you?"

Feng Wei felt the light here, and looked at the Ah Piao who seemed to be basking in the sun but was not harmed, and felt inexplicably moved.

In fact, it has been a long time since he felt the sun shining on his body, feeling comfortable and warm.

He saw Wen Yan beaming with joy and seeming to have a great sense of accomplishment, and suddenly he understood.

At least to be happy and gain a sense of accomplishment, you may indeed only need to do something that does not seem difficult.

Although setting up street lights on the dark road is not easy at all.

It's just that for Wen Yan, this is not difficult.

Only now did Feng Wei understand why Prince Zhu liked to play with Wen Yan so much, and even though he had done some things, he didn't tell Wen Yan or take credit.

He really believed it now. Wen Yan really had no purpose in doing this, he just wanted to do it.

When we talk about it in the future, we may just talk about it as a fun and cool thing. Feng Wei felt the light here and thought silently in his heart.

This matter may have a completely different meaning to A Piao here.

No one other than Ah Piao would be able to understand this feeling.

Just like people, if they don't see the sun for a long time, they will feel depressed and sluggish, and Ah Piao is actually the same.

It's just that Ah Piao was basking in the moon. People say that moonlight is actually reflected sunlight, which is roughly equivalent to basking in the sun.

Seeing Wen Yan smiling happily, Feng Wei also laughed. It was good, he had contributed to this matter.

At the beginning, he didn't understand it, but now, he already feels that being able to participate in this matter is something he can be proud of.

After finishing this, Wen Yan squatted on the side of the road, watched for a while, and then took Feng Wei back to the basement of Lao Zhao's house.

Feng Wei said he was going back. It was daytime now and he should go back and rest. He would come back next time.

Wen Yan went home and Feng Wei left from the intersection.

He stood at the intersection, quietly feeling the light of the street lamp. After a long time, he felt that he had had enough sun, and then left with satisfaction.

Under the halo, the green light was suppressed, and the flames on the terrifying wooden sculptures trembled slightly.

On the other side, Wen Yan had nothing to do and continued to practice boxing. When he had nothing to do, he took out the Black Mountain stone sculpture, placed it in front of him, and continued to transcend, pushing the progress of the Black Mountain.

When I was done, I called the curator and told him that I could go back to work.

The director scolded Cai Heizi for more than ten minutes on the phone, saying that Cai Heizi was not a human being and treated the employees of their funeral home like donkeys. As the director, he still felt sorry for his employees.

Therefore, Wen Yan was given a month's paid leave so that Wen Yan could rest at home and recover from his injuries.

Wen Yan said he was not injured.

The curator said that the psychological trauma is more serious! Take a break for two months!

If you dare to continue, you will put the curator on the same level as Cai Heizi and trap the curator in an unjust situation!

Wen Yan had no choice but to comply.

Even if he knew it, the director was superstitious and thought something would happen if he went to the funeral parlor.

The end of a dull but fulfilling day.

At night, after everyone went to bed, Wen Yan continued to sleep and continued to try to search in his dreams.

This time, as soon as he woke up from his dream, he saw a bracelet on his wrist. The bracelet turned into water and swirled around him.

He immediately understood that this was the introduction. When the introduction appeared, it meant that the destination also appeared.

The water flow turned into a bracelet and floated in front of him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the bracelet.

The next moment, he was carried up into the sky, flew into the clouds, and moved forward quickly in the vast fog.

After a while, he fell from the fog, and the moment he fell, he was already in a body of water.

There was darkness in the depths, but above the head, there were ripples of light. Lines of light, like light pillars, fell from above and illuminated part of the bottom of the water.

In a place where the halo cannot directly illuminate, a huge figure can be vaguely seen, sitting at the bottom of the water, with a huge fist supporting its head.

At this moment, a blazing light illuminated from the other side.

The water flow was forced back by the fiery force, forming an underwater channel in the water.

A young Taoist wearing a white robe, carrying two swords on his back and holding a large vat in one hand, walked through the tumbling water channel.

"Suicune, look what I brought you. I heard it's called gel. I paid a lot of money to get it."

Where the light could not be found, a sneer came.

The undercurrent surged in the water, almost causing the man to be swept away.

The Taoist steadied himself and held the wine jar to prevent the wine from spilling. His face darkened and he cursed loudly.

"Water Monkey, don't be ungrateful. I got this from my skin. If you don't want it, I can take it with you."

The next moment, the water flow rolled in, picked up the wine vat and flew away. The giant ape opened its mouth and stuffed the wine vat into its mouth.

After drinking the wine, Suicune opened his mouth and spat out the broken wine jar, curling his lips and saying disdainfully.

"General stuff."

"It's just ordinary stuff, don't drink it. I haven't even tasted it yet. Do you want to be embarrassed? Is there anyone like you?"

"I'm not a human being." Suicune leaned there, supporting his head with one hand and making a clattering sound on the chain.

Wen Yan floated above, looking at this scene with some astonishment.

He could actually understand what the two of them were talking about.

This person, whose yang energy is so strong that he can forcefully clear a path in the water, must be the Thirteenth Patriarch of Buyeo.

She looks younger than him and looks much better than him.

Is this a truly amazing genius?

Suddenly, the bracelet Wen Yan was holding flew downwards, and Wen Yan quickly let go of his hand.

The bracelet flew to the side of the Thirteenth Ancestor and kept flying around the Thirteenth Ancestor.

"broken."

Wen Yan secretly thought that it was not good. The next moment, he saw Shui Jun, who was leaning there just now, sitting up straight. The tinkling bell rang. Two golden lights shone out of his big eyes, instantly scanning Wen Yan. .

The figure of the Thirteenth Ancestor disappeared, and the lights hanging from above also disappeared.

In the dark water, only Suicune's eyes illuminate everything here.

Wen Yan was illuminated by two rays of golden light, bowed his hands to Sui Jun, and laughed dryly.

"I would like to express my gentle words and pay my respects to Sui-kun."

His body, dragged by the current, slowly floated forward and floated in front of Suicune.

Shui Jun looked down at Wen Yan with a long face.

"Are you the contemporary blazing sun?"

"That's right." Wen Yan raised his head, not afraid. Anyway, he came in a dream, and Shuijun couldn't do anything to him.

Shuijun stared at Wen Yan for a long time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing two huge fangs.

"The people of Fuyu Mountain are as arrogant as ever. You don't think I can't do anything to you when you come here in a dream, do you?"

"Suicune misunderstood, I have been busy recently and have many things to do.

I just saw that water ghost yesterday, so I just came to try it out when I fell asleep today.

If Suicune wants to see me just to kill me, why go to all this trouble.

When I'm done, I can come over and let Suicune drown me here. "

Wen Yan held his head high and spoke sternly and resolutely.

Shuijun looked at Wen Yan and was stunned. He didn't know what he thought of, but the ferocious look on his face gradually faded away.

"How many years have passed?"

"More than a thousand years ago."

Suicune looked blank and muttered to himself.

"It's been more than a thousand years..."

Wen Yan didn't dare to interrupt. At least judging from the dream just now, the Thirteenth Ancestor and Sui Lord may have had a good relationship for a while, but I don't know why they fell out with each other later.

He didn't dare to ask about such a thunderous point.

So far, Suicune doesn't seem to be particularly difficult to get along with.

Shuijun himself fell into memories there. After a long time, he didn't know what he remembered. He lowered his head and looked at Wen Yan with a look of disgust and ferocity.

"Another blazing sun!"

As he spoke, he flicked the ball in the air. Wen Yan didn't feel anything and it exploded.

In the bedroom, Wen Yan suddenly sat up.

"You must be so sick!"

Wen Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and sensed that he was indeed not injured. The only bad feeling was that he was suddenly awakened while sleeping.

He got up and poured a glass of water, his face as black as coal.

That water monkey really had a weird temper. He originally thought that this water monkey was not difficult to get along with, but he never expected that this guy was born in the year of a dog and would fall out with him inexplicably.

Fortunately, his dream-telling technique is very limited. It is just a dream-telling technique, and nothing else can be done.

It will also protect him from harm, or at most, he will be awakened.

"They say monkeys are bad-tempered and weird, and they can change at any time. It's true! Water monkeys are even more so!"

(End of this chapter)