I am your natural enemy

Chapter 87 The smell, the ashes are flying (5k)

Wen Yan felt that he was a little too superstitious about first impressions.

In his eyes, Gantang looked like a young lady dressed in ancient costume, looking dignified, elegant, and well-educated.

When he spoke, he also had a soft and soft tone, unhurried and unhurried. When he said harsh words, he always had this unhurried and unhurried tone.

In addition, Gan Tang didn't look bad at all, so he always felt that Gan Tang was a normal person.

Now that Gantang is so familiar with these processes, Wen Yan, no matter how stupid he is, would never think that Gantang had learned about them first after he woke up.

She must have known this a long, long time ago, and she most likely participated in it personally...

Thinking about her dissatisfaction with Hebaek and Suicune.

I guess, it's just irresponsible speculation.

She definitely doesn't have a good relationship with various things in the water system.

Together with Mount Fuyu and Mount Fuyu, they may not have a good relationship with water-based things.

I don’t know if there are any aquatic jellyfish in Mount Buyeo, but I guess it’s probably not the case.

Wen Yan didn't dare to speak, but he still wrote down what Gan Tang said.

After the Lieyang Department has almost settled the matter here, before Cai Qidong leaves, please ask Cai Qidong to come forward and go through the procedures to see if he can pull Wang Xueqi out of the water.

In this matter, Wen Yan felt that he should listen to others' advice and stop rushing to the front.

Although he also has Lieyang, he actually has nothing to do with the thirteenth generation founder of Fuyu Mountain.

But what he thinks is not important, what others think is more important.

If he meets a water-based boss and rubs him on the ground, no matter how he explains, the other party probably won't believe him.

Gan Tang held Wen Yan's hand and saw that Wen Yan seemed to be timid. She was smiling and her mood improved a lot.

It's okay if you know how to be cowardly, but if you don't know how to be cowardly, it's fine.

Even though she only met him for the first time today, she witnessed the whole process of Da Zhi's fall with her own eyes.

Even if the cause and effect are not particularly clear, Da Zhi itself represents many things.

She has a very good impression of Wen Yan, and she likes him no matter how she looks at him. Some of the things that she usually thinks are bad, now seem to be advantages.

Gantang walked out of the pool with Wen Yan. He didn't touch any water the whole time. He walked on air when he entered and exited, with an elegant posture.

Just with Wen Yan, there was a little zombie hanging on Wen Yan's back, with two hands, one hand carrying an urn, which looked a bit unsightly.

As Wen Yan appeared, the people in the camp who were staring at the pool turned green on the spot and vomited as soon as they turned around.

Wen Yan was not surprised at all. He said that if the side effects of this temporary ability were used properly, it should be quite useful, but it is a pity that it is no longer available.

He's starting to like the side effects.

You don't have to do anything, just stand here, and when others look at him, it will be passively triggered. It's really easy to use.

It's just that he can only punch his teammates hard, which is really inappropriate.

Wen Yan didn't want to harm the people in the Lieyang Department here. They were just ordinary people. If they let them vomit like this, something might really happen.

"Aunt Gan, I have to leave quickly, otherwise they will really vomit to death.

Also, if Abe’s ashes are placed later, Abe won’t blame me.

But you’ve also seen the other guy, Aunt Gan. If you don’t deal with it quickly, I’m afraid something will happen. "

"What I have to do has basically been done. You can go do yours."

Gantang nodded, and then thought about it.

"I'll go with you."

"Okay, it would be best if Aunt Gan could accompany her for a walk." Wen Yan beamed, extremely happy.

Wen Yan carried two jars and found Zhang Laoxi. As soon as he mentioned this, Zhang Laoxi's face became solemn, and he immediately cleaned his car quickly, and then waited beside him with a low eyebrow.

He had nothing to do just now and carefully studied the bracelet Gantang gave him.

Really unable to find any definite information, he quietly called his great uncle Taishi.

On the one hand, he told Taishi's uncle that the big zombies had arrived safely, nothing happened, they didn't die blindly, and there were no disputes.

By the way, I asked what that bracelet was.

Taishi's uncle told him that it was a lost Taoist magical weapon called the corpse ring.

In the past, Fuyusan was good at producing, but now, the materials have not been lost, but the people who can produce are gone.

Making this thing also requires the assistance of some skilled professionals. Today's Fuyu Mountain cannot afford to support such people.

There is nothing wrong with a person with this kind of skill level.

The function of the corpse ring is also very simple. It is used to control zombies. If it is handled according to standard warming procedures, you can use this thing to communicate with the zombies. You can move your body and your mind at will, and you can quickly Achieve perfect coordination.

The one in Zhang Laoxi's hand is a Mao Zong corpse-fixing ring. It is the best kind of Mao Zombie corpse-fixing ring. It can fix black-haired zombies.

This thing is also of great benefit to zombies. It gathers Yin energy and can also use this thing to allow Taoist priests to help zombies practice and speed up the zombies' advancement.

In the entire Fuyu Temple, there is only one black-haired zombie ring left.

It's not that the Grand Master's uncle was reluctant to give it to his younger generation, it was because no one in the younger generation had the strength to control Mao Zang.

Zhang Laoxi followed suit and got one from Gantang.

Since Gantang had given him a corpse ring, Fuyu Temple couldn't just give him nothing or ignore everything.

Therefore, Taishi's uncle asked Zhang Laoxi to go back to Fuyu Temple and study again when he had free time.

It would be a shame if you get the benefits by saving, but you don’t know how to use them or can’t use them.

Zhang Laoxi drove the car without squinting. In the past, it was like driving a wild car, but today he drove steadily and fast. When he met Guapi's driver on the road, he no longer vomited fragrance.

Wen Yan sat in the passenger seat, letting Gan Tang and the little zombie sit in the back seat.

When the vehicle started, Wen Yan took out a bag from the glove box, took out two washed tomatoes, blessed it with yang energy, and handed it to the two people in the back row.

The little zombie was used to it, so he immediately reached out and took the tomato. After thinking about it, he gave the tomato to Gantang first.

Gan Tang smiled and rubbed the little zombie's head, then took the tomato.

Two zombies, one large and one small, sat in the back row, their fangs piercing into the tomatoes, sucking the yang juice.

Gantang took a bite and was slightly startled.

"Sour and sweet..."

The little zombie narrowed his eyes with a smile and nodded fiercely while holding the tomato.

Gantang stopped talking and continued to taste the rare taste.

Because zombies have long lost their sense of taste. All the zombies can smell is blood, which makes them feel sweet.

Zombies don't need to eat, and they can't eat ordinary things. Even Gantang doesn't actually eat. Except for a very few things, she can't taste anything else.

She smiled and continued to taste tomatoes. When she was still active, there was no such fruit.

As she ate the tomato, she looked outside. When the whole tomato was sucked dry, leaving only a layer of skin and a little stem at the back, she stretched out two fingers and gently pinched off the lower part. Hard stalk.

"How do you open this window?"

As Gan Tang finished speaking, Zhang Laoxi immediately stretched out his left hand and pressed the button on the side to open the rear window.

Gan Tang pinched an orchid finger, put the hard stem against the fingertip, and flicked it toward the window.

"Okay, close the window."

Zhang Laoxi didn't say a word, he closed the window honestly, Wen Yan didn't say a word, what did he say?Is it bad to throw things out of the window on the highway?

Gantang said nothing.

The vehicle continued to move quickly.

A few hundred meters away, under a tree beside the road, two civet cats spread their limbs and clung to the trunk of a big tree. Their eyes were trembling, their bodies were like sieves of chaff, and they had been frightened to death.

Not far in front of it, a large bird with white hair and a black beak fell from the tree and fell to the ground.

The big bird's skull had completely collapsed. In the center of the skull was a small, less than one centimeter-long, hard stem that looked like some kind of plant.

After a few minutes, the two frightened civets finally calmed down a little.

One of the civets shivered and walked forward, looking at the big bird's body.

"I...I said, it's so scary, don't look around, this stupid bird doesn't listen, insists on peeking, insists on following, for only such a small amount of money, it is really hard to work."

"Then what should we do?" The other one was also frightened and still had its tail between its legs.

"Either...or let's turn ourselves in."

"what?"

"We just paid money to keep an eye on this area. They didn't say that following people would kill us. Yes, let's turn ourselves in. We're just here to keep an eye on it. The people in the Lieyang Department still follow the rules. They won't kill us just for this matter." "Yes, yes, that's right, let's turn ourselves in."

The two little monsters were so frightened that they rolled and crawled all the way, as if running for their lives, preparing to surrender.

They collected the money yesterday and were led here to be watched by the big bird. The two of them actually planned to fish, so they had to make do.

Unexpectedly, they finally tracked a target. A few hundred meters away, the two of them felt terrible. They tried to persuade the stupid bird, but the stupid bird refused to listen and insisted on following it.

It's okay now, it's a bloody split.

In the car, Gantang didn't pay much attention.

She didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, but the big bird was so aggressive. From the moment she started eating the fruit, it set its sights on their car and followed them for a long time.

What else is there to say? To prevent unexpected situations, kill him first.

She also agreed with Wen Yan's point of view. She had already seen people resurrected out of thin air, so what else was impossible?

As expected, there were still people staring at them along the way.

"Anymore?"

"Yes, there are more." Wen Yan took out the bag, thought about it, blessed each tomato in the bag with yang energy, and handed it to Gantang.

"Eat less, little one. It's not good for a child to eat too much. He still has to eat when he gets home at night."

The little zombie nodded repeatedly, very well-behaved, but in his hand, he was already holding a tomato and started to chew it.

Gantang also smiled and said nothing, quietly savoring the taste.

This time, without the annoying guy, it tasted better.

……

In the realm of water ghosts, the sparrow cats’ bellies bulged as they ate.

Eating and drinking all night long made my mouth dry.

A large group of monster type and A Piao type guys were sprayed all night, and now they are used to it.

At first, there were some monsters who were convinced, but later I heard from the water ghosts that there really were flying zombies that passed by the waterway and entered, and there seemed to be more than one.

These guys learned to do whatever they want on the spot.

Being sprayed is nothing, as long as your life is saved.

When it was almost dawn, the fox-faced old lady gently stroked the sparrow cat's head.

"Remember to go back and say hello to me. Come and play with my old lady when you have time. I don't dare to say anything else. The old lady's skill at roasting chicken is second to none."

"Okay, okay, definitely." Quemao nodded repeatedly.

Prince Zhu next to him picked up the teacup, drank the tea, and chewed the teacup as well.

He stood up and shook out his gown.

"Let's go. This tea is pretty average. I'll order tea for you later. The teacups are pretty average too. They're mass-produced by machines. I'll give you a set later."

Prince Zhu looked around and waved to the two Ah Piao.

"Come on, you two come over."

The two Ah Piao didn't dare to say anything, so they came over with low eyebrows.

"Kneel down."

Prince Zhu glanced at one of the one-horned evil spirits and slapped him, causing the one-horned evil spirit's face to twist.

"Go back and tell the old man in Qilian Mountain not to act like this despite his age. This slap is for him."

The one-horned evil ghost said nothing and did not dare to deny that it did not come from the Qilian Mountains.

Prince Zhu looked at another skinny hanged guy wearing a long gown, and pulled out another big dick.

"After all, you are a person who has read a book. Why don't you have any brains? You deserve to be hanged for not passing the exam. After you go back, report to the Lieyang Department and ask them to send you to Guanzhong County. You won't be able to arrive within three days. , just find a place to hang yourself."

"I'm gone. I don't know who Fei Zhan is here. It's a pity that I didn't see him."

The old ghost took long strides and left without looking back.

The remaining ghosts didn't dare to say anything and just left.

"Let's all disperse, it's almost dawn."

The fox-faced old lady picked up the red fox with two broken legs and walked towards the way she came.

Split Mother, who had not spoken a word all night, stood there and respectfully watched the two bosses leave.

When no one was around, Que Mao glanced at Split Mother.

"Remember, don't give away the good things that uncle gives you."

After watching the sparrow cat fly away, Split Mother let out a sigh of relief.

This night was too torturous. Fortunately, Wanjun made preparations in advance. Otherwise, today would probably be the anniversary of their death.

……

The journey was uneventful, and when we returned to Decheng, it was already dawn.

Wen Yan first called Director He and made an appointment in advance for a high-end luxury stove.

By the time he arrived, Lao Zhang had finished working on the hot stove and was ready to turn on the fire at any time.

When she arrived at the entrance of the funeral home, Gan Tang took a look at the funeral home. In her eyes, the ordinary funeral home seemed to have changed.

Decaying, deep, and filled with an aura of oppression and terror. In the innermost part, it looks more like there is some great terror. Everything is quiet and dangerous.

"I won't go in and wait for you outside. You'd better not come here at night."

"Aunt Gan, don't worry, I work the day shift, and this place is not open at night."

"Well, you go."

Wen Yan carried two jars into the funeral parlor and all the way to the cremation department. Lao Zhang was already waiting. He was still a little excited and rubbed his hands.

"The other luxury furnace has not been used for a long time. If it is turned on once, it will cost at least [-] yuan in consumables and [-] yuan for re-maintenance."

But when he saw Wen Yan carrying the two jars, he immediately stopped smiling and became serious.

The weirder the things that need to be burned in the luxury furnace, the more dangerous they are.

Wen Yan put the fake urn of Mo Zhicheng into the high-end luxury furnace with his own hands, then broke the urn and closed the door of the luxurious furnace.

As for Abo's portion, Wen Yan hesitated and put it in an ordinary luxury furnace for disinfection.

Although he knew that these ashes would be of no use now that Uncle was gone, he knew that it didn't mean that others wouldn't have some ideas.

Everyone thought that Da Zhi was dead, but some people still knew about it. What if someone wanted to use the ashes left by A Bo for something?

It's safer to put it in a luxury furnace for sterilization.

Two luxury furnaces started firing together. In Lao Zhang's words, this had not happened for a long time.

Especially for that high-end luxury furnace, every time it is opened, a report must be written and the curator must sign.

Through the door, Wen Yan could feel the fiery breath. This time, the cremation was very quiet, and nothing strange appeared.

According to the standard, one hour is actually about enough, but Wen Yan asked Lao Zhang to wait a little longer.

The two luxurious furnaces burned together for two hours and cooled for more than an hour before Lao Zhang began to collect the ashes inside according to standard procedures.

A golden pagoda was prepared for Uncle, the ashes were collected and sealed, and then Zhang Laoxi could be buried in a feng shui treasured place.

As for the ashes of the fake Mo Zhicheng, let's follow the standard procedure and bury him at sea.

This guy is also very lucky. If he meets someone else, it will not be such a good thing.

A high-end luxury furnace costs hundreds of thousands of dollars to open once.

After finishing this, the curator has arranged everything and connected everything.

Zhang Laoxi drove Wen Yan and the others and continued their journey south, heading straight to the sea burial site.

It took three hours to go to the beach, board the boat, and arrive at the place where they could be buried at sea. On the advice of the staff, Wen Yan came to the downwind and scattered the ashes of the fake Mo Zhicheng into the sea bit by bit.

After completing this set of procedures, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally settled the matter.

Wen Yan had actually wondered before. Since there may be problems with some people's ashes, would it be okay to scatter them in the sea?

After thinking about it, I realized that if the ashes were scattered over such a large area, they would have been washed everywhere by ocean currents, and eventually became fertilizer for plants in the sea.

Scientifically speaking, with such a low density, even if it is poisonous, it is not poisonous.

From a metaphysical point of view, if people who die on land have their ashes thrown into the sea, then they can’t control what’s on land, and they can’t control what’s in the sea, and they are completely ruined.

(End of this chapter)