I am your natural enemy

Chapter 80 Reins, Side Effects (5.5k)

"Hey, Minister, I've reached the gate of the camp and can't get in."

"From now on, for safety reasons, no one from outside is allowed to enter. We must defend here."

"Minister, I have important information." After listening to Cai Qidong's words, Feng Yao sensed that something must have happened.

Feng Yao's words fell into Cai Qidong's heart. The importance and priority of intelligence was extremely high.

The extremely guarded thoughts in his heart began to show cracks.

This was just a lie. Mo Zhicheng followed the trend, followed his original actions, and strengthened them to an extreme state.

When problems arose in this foundation, Cai Qidong, who already felt something was wrong, grasped the clue.

"No... no, damn, I'm hit!"

Cai Qidong looked at the people around him. Some of them went directly to sleep, while others had excited eyes with vigilance, as if they were burning their youth for the mission.

Cai Qidong walked out of the command tent, looked at the people outside, and then looked at the other tents. There were already a bunch of people sleeping.

No one was sleeping outside, and all firearms had their safety on, ready to shoot at any time.

When they saw Cai Qidong asking questions, the person being questioned immediately stared.

"Report to the minister and promise to complete the task. Nothing will let them enter the camp!"

"Good job..."

Cai Qidong did not try to give contrary orders because he was still relying on his will to hold on.

Because the order itself is correct, but it was pushed slightly in the extreme direction.

He himself couldn't give a contrary order. He just came out and walked around. After a few casual glances, he knew that he had been tricked.

The fake Mo Zhicheng has already arrived, and must have passed through their camp.

Since he got information from Wen Yan, he knew that water was the channel connecting the chemical plant field and several other fields. He came to the conclusion that the fake Mo Zhicheng would enter the chemical plant field from other places.

That's easier, faster and more convenient.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhicheng was so bold and capable that he was stronger than expected. He passed through the camp and no one noticed him.

Cai Qidong came to the temporary surveillance tent, where there was still a piercing siren. One of the pictures showed a man wearing glasses, frozen there.

But the few internal staff who were watching the surveillance didn't seem to hear or see anything at all.

When Cai Qidong came, they still stood at their posts and did not take the time to look back and say hello.

Cai Qidong walked out of the tent and raised the phone.

"Don't come in yet. The codename fraudster has already arrived. None of us have discovered him. If nothing else, he has already entered the chemical plant field."

"Minister, I just got the news that the people from Fuyu Mountain will be here soon."

"You should stop it first..."

"How can I stop it?"

Feng Yao listened to the beeping sound coming from the phone, and his head suddenly jumped.

Who would have thought that fake Mo Zhicheng would be so bold and capable.

Feng Yao thought for a while and called Wen Yan.

"Wen Yan, something happened. Can you come to Duanzhou now? Take the little zombie with you."

Feng Yao told Wen Yan the current situation, and he was really at his wits end.

He couldn't handle the scene here. Even though he had heard it several times, pretending that Mo Zhicheng's abilities were a bit outrageous, his perception was still all about verbal hypnosis and brainwashing. How could he have imagined that it would be so outrageous.

Also, the Great Jang of Buyeosan is coming soon at this time.

Regardless of what the minister says, they are here to help.

In fact, they would not listen to any instructions from the Lie Yang Department at all. They made it clear that they were just here to vent their anger on the zombies. They had nothing to do with the actions of the Lie Yang Department, and they had no obligation to cooperate with the Lie Yang Department.

If you can cooperate a little bit, that's out of love. If you don't cooperate, then if you have the ability, you'll knock the big zombies to the ground and beat them up.

Qin Kun may not have such ability.

The only thing we can do is call the real owner, and only Wen Yan can come with the little zombies, who can mediate the situation.

On the other side, Wen Yan hung up the phone and frowned slightly.

He was originally planning to wait until daytime tomorrow to go back to the funeral home and talk to the director.

Who would have thought that so many things would happen tonight.

I was still thinking about where the fake Mo Zhicheng would enter. Who would have thought that he chose the place with the most people.

So arrogant?
Wen Yan felt the information in his mind.

After the natural enemy profession gave a prompt last time, it has been waiting for him to make a choice, and will urge him to make a choice after a period of time.

Of course he knew this meant extreme danger.

The fastest way to get to Duanzhou is naturally to take the road to the Water Ghost Realm first.

But with the current situation over there, Wen Yan felt that he had better play it safe. Based on the situation over there, he might just emerge from the pool, and the next moment he would be hit by a wave of indiscriminate blows.

Wen Yan called Zhang Laoxi and asked him to help.

Wen Yan took the little zombie and Abo out, and Quemao also wanted to go. Wen Yan thought about it.

"You go to the water ghost realm. There may be a lot of aliens there today. Tell Wang Xueqi, just do what I said. If you want to die, let them go. If you don't want to die, just stay there."

"I understand, I understand this."

Wen Yan got in the car, Zhang Laoxi drove, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Sitting in the car, Wen Yan dialed the director's phone number.

"Hey, curator, I'm sorry to disturb you so late."

"If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to say, let it go. Don't imitate other people's pretentious manners."

"What's in cabinet number nine?"

"Who asked you to ask?"

"My own question is, someone has their eye on that thing."

"That thing has nothing to do with our funeral home. Cai Qidong had already taken it away when he came."

"Ah?" Wen Yan was a little surprised.

"It's a rope, like a hemp rope, all black, and it can't be destroyed in a luxurious furnace.

It can't even burn off the patina on it, it's not an ordinary thing.

The Lieyang tribe once identified it as a rare treasure, and its name was the reins.

It was a man named Yi, and what he rubbed out with his hands was the original rein.

What this thing has gone through cannot be determined. The result of the appraisal is that this thing is no longer a simple object.

Rather, it contains an abstract concept that cannot be destroyed at all.

When he was forced to do so, Lao Cai came to borrow the reins and prepared to try to control the Soul-Eating Beast.

All I know is that this was one of his plans. "

Wen Yan was a little surprised. This thing had been taken out a long time ago?
"Director, wait a minute, this thing has been taken out a long time ago? Who went to get it?"

"Who told you that this thing must be in cabinet No. [-]?
That was old information from three years ago. This kind of thing doesn't need to be suppressed. It's just that it's relatively safe in the old icehouse.

There are only six people at most who know about this now, including you. "

"understood."

Wen Yan calculated, the curator, him, and Minister Cai, there were already three.

The remaining three are the three top bosses from the Lieyang Department headquarters.

The things that were transferred from the old icehouse three years ago, the fake information about Mo Zhicheng, are still in cabinet No. [-].

Such important information, such an important moment, the fake Mo Zhicheng did not get the information.

That at least means one thing. The curator, Minister Cai, and the three big bosses from the Lieyang Department headquarters must have never leaked this information.

This made Wen Yan secretly relieved.

To be honest, I thought Mo Zhicheng knew too much.

In fact, he had been secretly thinking about whether there was some high-ranking person in the headquarters of the Lieyang Department who had quietly tilted his butt outside.

Now it seems that at least the top three bosses have definitely not crooked butts.

This deviation in intelligence may cause the fake Mo Zhicheng's plan to fail.

But this still needs to be confirmed with Minister Cai.

He took the phone number given by Lie Yang Department and made another call to Minister Cai.

"Minister Cai, I have some information that I need to confirm with you."

"You said."

"Is No. [-] still there?"

On the other side, Cai Qidong was silent for a moment and replied.

"Here, it's safe."

"Okay, I'm fine, I'll be there soon."

I hung up the phone and confirmed it thoroughly this time.

If Mo Zhicheng knew that the reins had been taken away by Cai Qidong a long time ago, and he passed through the camp so confidently, he would not have let go of the reins.

Zhang Laoxi stepped on the accelerator and ran wildly on the highway.

On the other side, a large van truck had also parked steadily outside the camp.

The driver was from the Lieyang tribe, but there was also a young Taoist priest in his 20s following him.

After the little Taoist got out of the car, he bowed to the wind that greeted him.

"The path is facing the wind, and I have seen lay people. All the seniors have arrived. The seniors do not like to talk to others and have never been in contact with the world.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, when dealing with matters, contact them via Xiaodao. "

Feng Yao returned the salute without covering up anything, and just briefly described the current situation.

"That's probably it. Moreover, the little girl will be arriving soon. To avoid misunderstanding, please wait here."

The little Taoist priest Yingfeng looked troubled.

"I have to ask the seniors for instructions first."

The little Taoist priest opened the back door of the big truck. There were at least ten black coffins densely packed inside. The rich and cold air continued to leak out, making the inside of the truck even colder than an icehouse.

The little Taoist priest set up an altar below, lit incense and candles, bowed respectfully four times, and explained the matter.

When I was talking about the front, the scent of incense was floating, but it actually shrank back again.

It wasn't until he mentioned that his senior brother Zhang, with Wen Yan and the little zombie, were about to arrive, that the incense stick almost fell back, and the dark fire that was about to go out suddenly lit up.

The light smoke flew out and fell into the carriage. After just one or two breaths, a few sticks of incense burned out.

Yingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The seniors agreed."

He actually didn't want to come, but he couldn't let the elders with gray beards behind the door drive all day and night with the big trucks from Binhai County to Nanwu County, right?

This must not torture the elders to death.

He is the only one who is still in the mountain gate who has the ability to set up an altar and communicate with these big zombies, or who has some qualifications.

If he didn't come, Taishi's uncle said he would come in person.

Pull him down quickly, he is still young and does not want to be hammered to death by Senior Brother Qin.

After waiting for more than an hour, I saw a pickup truck roaring towards me.

As soon as the car stopped, a little zombie rushed out cheering and rushed into the large compartment behind the truck, banging the black coffin with his little hands.

The coffin lids of the eight coffins were opened, and the strong and evil aura suddenly turned into a strong wind and blew outward.

As soon as Wen Yan got out of the car, he saw Abo appearing in front of him in an instant, protecting him behind him.

Among the eight coffins in the carriage, eight black-haired zombies wearing heavy armor stood up straight from inside.

The little zombie stepped forward, held his head high, and patted each stiff black-haired leg.

Then, I saw the coffin lids of two more coffins floating up on their own, and two more zombies wearing armor, one male and one female, floated out from inside.

There is no steel hair covering their bodies anymore, and they look like normal people, except that their skin color is like that of little zombies, showing bluish white, and their pupils are only the size of pinheads.

The little zombie hugged Erzhuang's thighs affectionately, and then was picked up by the female zombie. She pointed outside and didn't know what she was saying.

The zombies looked towards Wen Yan together. The female zombie was cold and stern, with a smile on her sinister face, and nodded to Wen Yan.

Several zombies stood aside, looking at the innermost coffin.

Seeing that there was no movement in the coffin, the little zombie became a little unhappy. He jumped down next to it and patted the coffin lid, mumbling something.

Suddenly, the coffin lid floated up, and the little zombie screamed and fell into the coffin.

In the coffin, a woman in palace clothes with a rosy complexion and a look like a normal person walked out step by step with a little zombie in her arms.

She walked through the air with a dignified posture. Step by step, she walked out of the carriage and landed three meters in front of Wen Yan.

Yingfeng next to him lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Feng Yao also lowered his head, not daring to look. As soon as this person appeared, insects and birds chirped within a few hundred meters, and all fell silent.

Everyone in the camp stopped moving. It was like a rabbit encountering an apex predator. Their instinctive fear prevented them from moving.

Especially when the other party has no ill intentions, it's best to be quiet and don't think about resisting.

Zhang Laoxi, who was standing next to Wen Yan, was trembling in his calves and his face was pale.

How could he have imagined that Taishi's uncle said that there would be a big zombie to vent his anger, and there would be so many big zombies.

The wild zombies outside are in the stage of hairy zombies, how can they be called big zombies?

Only those big rice dumplings from Fuyu Mountain can be called big rice dumplings in the hairy stage.

At the same level, the black-haired zombies in Fuyu Mountain are no more difficult to kill than the chickens to kill the wild zombies outside.

Forget about the eight fully armed black-haired zombies who specialize in fighting.

There are also two corpses who have lost their steel hair and whose spiritual intelligence is no weaker than that of ordinary people.

Finally, there is another person, the foreign minister is no different from ordinary people, and he can walk through the air.

No, that's not the case...

The last time he went to the Zombie Cave, he saw Mao Zheng and felt the terrible oppression inside, so he guessed that there might be corpses.

But I didn't expect that even Feizheng was there.

Being able to walk in the air, lift a heavy weight with ease, and maintain a dignified and elegant posture is something that ordinary Fei Zheng can't do.

Zhang Laoxi faced Fei Zheng's oppressive feeling and couldn't bear it any longer. His calves softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop, taking advantage of the situation to greet him.

Anyway, he is an elder of his own, and he should be a very senior and powerful elder, so it would not be a loss to kowtow to him.

The woman in palace clothes glanced at Zhang Laoxi, listened to the little zombie's whining, and said that Zhang Laoxi had found Wen Yan and had been protecting Wen Yan. Her eyes suddenly became much kinder.

She stretched out a finger, lifted it a little higher, and saw a black ring appear on Zhang Laoxi's wrist.

Zhang Laoxi was so happy that he no longer cared about being afraid, and kowtowed again to thank him.

"Junior Zhang Laoxi, thank you for your generous gift, senior."

Although he actually didn't know what this thing was, if Fei Zhan could give it to him, it definitely wasn't rubbish.

Feizheng walked forward step by step. Everyone else was trembling with fear. The other zombies were also lined up on both sides, nodding slightly and waiting.

Only Abo stood in front of Wen Yan and faced Fei Zheng's oppressive feeling.

The fine black hair on his body condensed more and more tightly, and finally condensed completely, finally turning into a pair of black armor covering the entire body.

As Abo suddenly opened his eyes, two golden lights suddenly appeared on the armor's eyes.

Fei Zhan nodded and took the initiative to salute.

Being able to transform into a big boss, no matter how powerful he is, he can already gain her respect.

"Abo, it's okay. This is the little guy's family, not the enemy."

Wen Yan held Abo's arm with one hand, and Abo closed his eyes again. When Wen Yan stepped out, he still followed him closely.

Wen Yan stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Junior Yan Yan, I have met the senior."

Fei Zhan, dressed in palace clothes, felt the yang energy on Wen Yan's body. With a gentle breath, she saw a ray of yang energy flying out of Wen Yan's body and falling into her nose.

Gongzhuang Fei Zhan sensed it slightly, her eyes seemed a little surprised, and she smiled with satisfaction.

"My name is Gan Tang. You are very good. Xiaojiu is following you. I feel relieved."

Hearing this, the little zombie immediately flew to Wen Yan, hung behind Wen Yan, and happily rubbed his little face against Wen Yan's face.

Wen Yan smiled and returned the gift politely. Then he stretched out a finger and touched the little zombie's eyebrows, giving her some yang energy.

Gantang watched all this quietly, with a faint smile on his face. He seemed to have taken a look at Wen Yan personally, and found that Wen Yan had completed the first stage of Lieyang Fist. He had completed it with the above-mentioned method, so she I feel very satisfied.

"Senior, please forgive me, there are still some things here that I need to solve."

"It's okay, I'm just here to help. If you need anything, just ask." Gantang spoke with a Wu dialect accent, which made people feel comfortable and kind.

However, only Wen Yan could feel this feeling, and everyone else was so frightened that they didn't dare to raise their heads.

Since arriving here, the prompts in Wen Yan's mind have been beating like crazy, prompting him to quickly choose a temporary ability to fake Mo Zhicheng's power to affect this area.

And the priority of this prompt was so low that no prompt was given when Fei Zong was seen.

When Wen Yan came to the edge of the camp, several guards immediately pointed their guns at this side.

With a thought, he chose the first temporary ability and replaced Lieyang.

The next moment, he seemed to see the fake Mo Zhicheng, strolling through the camp, following his words.

After hearing those words, he shouted out almost instinctively, with a bit of a mean and exaggerated tone.

"Really? I don't believe it."

There was a sound, and the sound spread with the wind, and everyone in the camp was frozen there.

Then, everyone's face began to look ugly and a little uncomfortable.

In just a second or two, everyone in the camp who had been influenced by the fake Mo Zhicheng bent over and vomited crazily.

"Hey..."

Cai Qidong stood at the door of the tent and wanted to endure it for a while, but when he heard the vomiting sounds of the people around him, he could not hold on for less than three seconds before he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey..."

After Cai Qidong vomited up all his dinner in one breath, he immediately felt that the feeling of being affected by the fake Mo Zhicheng seemed to follow the vomiting, and he vomited it all out, and he suddenly felt much better.

But when he raised his head and was about to walk out, he saw that Wen Yan seemed to have become a little thinner and his head had become a little bigger. He felt like his stomach was churning. He couldn't help it anymore, so he bent over and vomited again. .

When there was nothing left to vomit, the sight of Wen Yan made the feeling of vomiting rush over again.

He lowered his head, feebly.

"Don't even look at him. Remember, don't look at him."

Wen Yan stood at the entrance of the camp, looking embarrassed.

No, this side effect might as well be applied directly to him.

When people look at him, they immediately feel so sick that they vomit, so that's not the case...

　Title: They all call me Master

　　Recommendation: As long as someone believes it, it is true
　　


(End of this chapter)