I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 436 Blessings, Guidance (6k)

Wen Yan did not interrupt Er Jin Gong's words, he just listened.

Sometimes he couldn't be sure whether it was true or false, so he asked Er Jin to just talk and pretended not to hear anything else, including what Wen Yan said.

This also allows Er Jin to focus on just one thing, which can greatly increase his chances of survival.

Going back to prison for the second time is now his road sign. It is the surest and most successful way for him to return.

In addition to this, it is also important to understand how the second imprisonment triggered the old dream, what was done to the body, etc.

This is the only survivor found so far. Even if we don't consider the value of his confession, his value is still not low and he is a breakthrough.

After this guy started leaking information, there was no way out. He could only stick with the Lieyang Tribe until the end.

No, it should be said that it doesn’t matter what choice he makes when he goes to prison for the second time. When the people behind him feel that his loyalty is not absolute, then it means that he is absolutely disloyal.

He was frightened before, and those things were not arranged by the Lieyang Department. The Lieyang Department didn't even disclose the information, and everything followed the normal process.

And the other party was able to find out so quickly and even connect it to other things, which proves that they do have internal information channels.

In addition to these, there is another reason: Wen Yan cannot let himself die in prison for the second time.

He defected to the imperial court twice, was hunted down, and fell into an old dream, but he survived and is still alive and well.

So, this is the beginning of all things that are difficult.

In the past, those who might have been involved in these things but had no power, like being imprisoned for the second time, now knew what the consequences of defecting would be. Even if they were silenced, they would keep their mouths shut in order not to implicate their families.

But if they had another choice, in this high-pressure environment where people could be silenced and their entire families threatened at any time, Wen Yan didn't believe that no one would defect.

Wen Yan carried the second one into the palace and looked at the statue in the temple.

He felt that the external channel at the back of his head that had been opened before was already beating slightly. It seemed that his strength was indeed stuck here and could not advance any further.

He actually knew that if he continued to practice according to the original method, it would definitely not work.

It's okay to use trial and error to develop the limbs and torso. As long as he doesn't die, he can hold on.

But his brain is really not good. One mistake may lead to him becoming an idiot or a vegetable. By then, having his health locked by 20% doesn't really mean much.

Now, that faint voice was whispering in his ear, asking him to give up his new path.

Wen Yan felt that the already slim hope for progress became even slimmer all of a sudden, as if obstacles and shackles had been set up.

That is not a simple instigation, there is another force involved.

If Wen Yan had not excused himself and taken a new path, he should have already completed the third stage of martial arts training and entered the fourth stage.

But he had seen Qin Kun, Tuoba Wushen, and Cai Heizi when he was out of control, and knew that the pure stacking stage did not actually have much effect.

Cai Heizi in the fifth stage could not be a match for Tuoba Wushen at eight o'clock in the evening, and he might not even be able to break through his defense.

Even if one counts realm, Tuoba Wushen's martial arts realm may only be at the third stage.

Wen Yan didn't want to waste the scorching sun, so he wanted to take the path that suited him best. If there was no path, he could only forge ahead on his own.

At this moment, he could feel the obstacles and shackles more than ever before.

The future is dark unless he gives up exploring and follows the path taken by his predecessors like ordinary warriors.

Wen Yan took a step forward and heard the faint voice in his ear again.

“It is commendable to be a pioneer and to pave the way with pain and blood.

Every step you take in the future will become more difficult and more dangerous.

One wrong step will lead to eternal damnation.

But since you are so persistent, as long as you can pass the test, I will lend you a helping hand.

The test will be difficult and will test your perseverance, strength, mind and everything else.

You should be ready..."

The voice was vague and had a strong hint of temptation, as if it was from a superior position and had not yet finished speaking.

Wen Yan waved his hand, and the gray cloth suddenly shook, as if it turned into a javelin, and instantly crossed the yard and rushed directly into the hall.

The gray cloth was wrapped around the statue's neck and suddenly tightened.

Wen Yan held the gray cloth with one hand, the muscles on his arm bulged, and all the strength in his body burst out at this moment.

With a creaking sound, the faceless statue standing on the altar was seen with a gray cloth wrapped around its neck. It was forcibly pulled off the altar by the sudden burst of force from Wen Yan.

With a loud bang, the statue fell to the ground and broke into large and small pieces of mud. The messy hair in its belly and some black things fell out.

Only the head of the statue was wrapped in gray cloth and dragged in front of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan looked down at the entangled head of the statue. The face that had been invisible before had now taken on the obvious appearance of a mustelid.

Wen Yan sneered, the flames on his body burning fiercely.

"Who do you think you are to test me?"

A red flame with a hint of blood burned onto the head of the statue.

The face on the statue's head gradually became gloomy, and its eyes were filled with vicious light, and its expression seemed to be becoming painful.

Wen Yan's flame, which is a mixture of the new Dao and the power of the heart fire, has a very wide coverage area. Under normal circumstances, the power may not be very great, but when fighting, the degree of compatibility begins to increase, and the power will increase exponentially.

Wen Yan is very unhappy now.

Looking at the face full of cold malice, he stepped on it directly.

"You should be thankful that the person here is not your real body.

Fortunately, this is not your real body.

Remember, I, a disciple of Fuyu Mountain, Decheng Wenyan, will definitely visit you someday!"

The faint sound coming from the mouth of the stone statue's head that was being stepped on turned into a sharp hissing sound.

"I wish you live long enough to see you make no further progress.

I wish you every step is like climbing a rock, with obstacles all around you.

The gate can never be entered again, and one's cultivation will never improve.

From now on, you don’t have to struggle to find the truth and move forward with difficulty. ”

Wen Yan exerted force with his feet, and the head of the clay statue was crushed directly. The sharp sound of curses also began to become smaller and smaller, as if it was falling from a very far distance.

Wen Yan could feel that he was in shackles.

But at this moment, it was as if a mountain suddenly fell from the road ahead.

There is also a huge stone gate in front of the mountain, blocking it.

On the stone gate, there is a carving of two people standing up with their front legs raised.

Wen Yan felt all this and frowned slightly.

This is not just a curse, but a blessing.

A curse cast in the form of a blessing.

This is the same logic as this guy before. Your practice is too hard, so for your own good, I don’t want you to suffer, so you shouldn’t explore or take risks.

Now this is not a curse, but a blessing for you. I wish you don’t have to endure the hardships of pioneering and don’t have to risk your life.

Therefore, the blessing turned into a curse to hinder your practice and block your way forward.

It's almost like another twisted form of "I'm doing this for your own good."

Built on the premise of blessing, there is a benefit that curse absolutely does not have.

That is the natural resistance of living beings to the curse, and there is no natural resistance.

There is even a natural and active acceptance of blessings, which will maximize the power of blessings.

These are instincts that have been engraved in our DNA for a long time.

The reason why Wen Yan was now accepting this blessing with almost no resistance was because of this.

Also, because he saw that the other party didn't react to his prompts, he knew that this guy was probably just a projection in his dream, not his real body.

The other party's true body should be much stronger than the projection in the old dream. Its blessing has a sense of emptiness, that is, it is superficial and has no follow-up feeling.

But even so, Wen Yan could feel that the last step of his new path of practice at this stage would probably be even more difficult than before.

In the past, you could still gamble a little bit, and it wouldn’t damage your brain, so you could try to move forward.

Now it is really blocked. The road that was originally invisible is blocked by a mountain and a huge stone gate.

Wen Yan looked at the rubble on the ground, and continued to carry Er Jin Gong, who was still closing his eyes and turning a deaf ear to what was happening outside, and continued to talk, into the temple.

The clay statue was broken into pieces. Its body made of mud and straw could not withstand a single blow. In the belly of the statue, there was a tuft of yellow-black hair and something else whose identity could not be determined.

Wen Yan took out the mobile phone issued by the Lieyang Tribe, took a few pictures, then shook his wrist, waved the gray cloth, rolled up the incense burner, and swung the gray cloth with the incense burner, dancing vigorously and directly smashed the dilapidated temple.

After the ruined temple collapsed, Wen Yan saw a thin old man appear behind it. He turned around and walked away, disappearing in a few steps.

Wen Yan saw it clearly. The old man seemed to appear out of thin air. After he appeared, he saw the temple being smashed. A long gray cloth, wrapped around a large incense burner, was dancing and making a whirring sound, violently smashing the temple.

The old man just took a look and turned away without any hesitation.

Wen Yan only saw half of the profile and back in the dust.

This is the old man who was mentioned in the second visit to the prison. This is the second time he received the transportation mission to deliver something.

This was also the only time I visited this temple during my second visit.

Just now Wen Yan was still wondering whether the statue was the old man, but now he was sure that it was not.

The statue is a statue, and the old man is an old man.

The projection of the old man’s old dream did not appear at all just now.

It is speculated that the old man may not be the main subject in this scene, but the statue is the main character.

It was only during my second visit here that I was deeply impressed by the old man, so the projection scene in my dream became a temple.

And since he went back to the palace for the second time, he has not mentioned anything unusual he had seen here before, and he didn't even mention the statue.

Wen Yan stepped on the ruins of the temple and watched the ruins under his feet gradually fade away and disappear. The fragments of the statues also disappeared with them.

The contents of the statue's belly also basically disappeared, except for the handful of yellow and black hair that Wen Yan was holding in his hand. After it basically disappeared, a few strands of hair were still tangled together.

Wen Yan's eyes fixed.

Didn't disappear? These hairs aren't projections? Are they real?
He immediately took out a piece of paper, wrapped the hairs and put them in his bag.

He looked down at the second entry into the palace and began to feel that his previous speculation was a bit simple.

Perhaps this scene is not just related to the second imprisonment.

He thought about it and put himself in the other person's shoes.

Perhaps this scene is actually an old dream of what the statue represents.

That was a good dream for it.

Just like Wen Yan had visited his old dream before, that small shop was a place for him to reduce the haze in his heart, and it was one of the most relaxing and happiest moments he had ever had.

However, it may not be the same for other people or different species.

Maybe for some aliens, it is a dangerous place with great terror.

This kind of old dream with a small scene is basically the only one known so far, which can be entered and exited naturally and has little risk.

In other words, if this is the case, then his passing through each scene now is equivalent to using the key of the Second Palace to open the doors of old dreams that are related to the Second Palace.

In this way, we can find the way back.

Wen Yan thought about it for a while, considering this old dream, it might be the statue's...

He glanced back and saw the direction they were coming from, the curtain of darkness was steadily advancing, swallowing up everything in its path.

Wen Yan waited for a while. When the dark curtain came and began to swallow up the ruins of the small temple, he stepped on the ruins of the small temple and walked towards the fog behind.

Along with rustling sounds, the dark curtain swallowed up the ruins of the small temple.

At this time, a strange tone appeared, and the things in the darkness seemed to be stimulated and became violent and anxious. Their speed began to increase rapidly, chasing Wen Yan's figure into the fog.

……

In the underground building, the man with inverted triangle eyes was performing evil magic, following the same method as last time, which consumed precious materials.

He just fell into an old dream. In just a moment, he was distracted and went in, then came back to his senses and came out again.

Then, he saw Wen Yan and the second prisoner that Wen Yan was carrying.

When he saw the second entrance to the palace, he knew that it was not a projection, it must be real.

Wen Yan must be telling the truth too.

He didn't know why Wen Yan entered other people's dreams, and even after entering, he hasn't died yet.

He began to feel that something was wrong, and he had to do everything he could to make Wen Yan stay there forever.

And this time, it was much easier than the last time I disturbed her in the dream, because Wen Yan was in the old dream.

He couldn't actually be 100% sure, but he could only treat it as true.

……

At the place where Wen Yan disappeared, within five seconds of his cell phone signal disappearing, the headquarters director's device received a prompt.

Then the field staff arrived at the scene and protected it. At the same time, equipment was sent in to capture the remaining objects here to determine whether it had fallen into a certain area, an old dream, or somewhere else.

The headquarter director was alone at this moment and came to the room where the black box was.

Wen Yan was able to use the black box because the director-general gave him authorization.

The director general himself can definitely be used, but in daily work, what matters is cooperation. It is impossible for the director general to do everything personally, and he cannot go to the front line himself. If he goes to the front line, he will only cause trouble.

But now this matter is just right for using the black box.

The head of the headquarters had a gloomy face and stood there, speaking in a deep voice.

"Authorization, level one authorization under category three restrictions."

"Check where the news about that recently released inmate came from."

On the projection in front of him, on a map, dense spots of light appeared rapidly.

“Authorization,Black-box Analysis of Secondary Calls under Three Types of Restrictions.”

"Check, relevant contact members."

In an instant, the number of the already densely packed light spots increased dozens of times.

“Preliminary screening, restrictions, whereabouts, contacts, indirect contacts.

Authorization, forum data, screening of relevant things. ”

The original mysterious forum was a takeover of the server domain. After Wen Yan took back the server domain, the forum was not shut down and was quietly taken over by the Lieyang Tribe. Everything remains the same.

There are too many people there who dare to speak, and there is a lot of information.

Now this comes in handy again.

As the director-general continued to give instructions, the light spots on the projection began to decrease rapidly.

Although Cai Heizi's tactics were a bit damaging, they were indeed effective in alerting the enemy.

A lot of information that was previously unknown has been found in the past two days.

Now the investigation results are out, and they match the previously recorded characteristics of entering an old dream. Wen Yan has fallen into an old dream.

The Lieyang tribe didn't have any good means to get Wen Yan out, so all he could do was to continue following the clues and digging deeper. The task of going directly to meet them and try to bring Wen Yan out could only be given to Fuyu Mountain.

When Wen Yan was traveling through the puzzles of his old dreams, the news had already reached Fuyu Mountain.

The fourth great uncle came to Decheng in person and walked out of Wen Yan’s basement.

Originally, the Fourth Uncle had some other ideas, but when he saw Dao Ge standing in the yard, secretly catching insects to eat, and immediately raised his head seriously after seeing someone, the Fourth Uncle had some other ideas.

The fourth uncle-master came in front of Dao Ge, and Dao Ge couldn't help but take a few steps back. He retreated to the fence, and when he had nowhere to retreat, he spoke.

"What are you going to do?"

Dao Ge usually swears and is very arrogant, but he is not stupid. He has a high level of spirituality and can sense who is the boss.

The Fourth Great Uncle Master looked very peaceful, very much in line with the stereotypical image of a Taoist priest, but when Taoist Brother saw the Fourth Great Uncle Master approaching, his heart would start beating wildly.

Fourth uncle was also a little surprised. He looked at it carefully and saw that Dao Ge's feathers looked quite colorful under the light. Moreover, his comb and eyelids were also different from those of ordinary roosters.

As a little demon, the yang energy in his body is stronger than some people.

"I don't know where Wen Yan fell. I am his fourth great uncle, and I would like to ask for a favor." The fourth great uncle said politely.

When Dao Ge heard the word "Daoyou", his chest felt like it was about to break and his whole body shuddered.

"Ha... no problem, no problem. I ate the rice from Wen Yan's family. If he gets into trouble, I will definitely help him."

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist."

"Ah...ha..."

"Any questions?"

"No, no, I'll do whatever you tell me to do." Dao Ge's eyelids twitched slightly, but others couldn't tell that he was very excited.

It felt so good to hear this shout from my fellow Taoist. It seemed as if the value of my life was realized at this moment.

Then I must help, nothing can happen to Wen Yan.

It ate the rice from Wen Yan's family, the centipedes brought by Wen Yan, and was called a fellow Taoist by this big guy, so it has the obligation to protect all of this.

At the distant window, Quemao pressed his entire face against the glass, looking at Dao Ge outside who was "excited" and "happy", and then jumped down with a sour face.

"Fourth Grand Uncle, Fourth Grand Uncle, what do you want me to do?"

"You..." Fourth Uncle hesitated for a moment. He really didn't expect what Sparrow Cat could do. He changed his mind and said, "Go and see if Wen Yan's son is here and bring him over."

A moment later, the stupid son was brought over.

The fourth uncle prepared some things. Dao Ge, who was standing by, saw the situation and knew that he was going to lead the way. He understood this matter, having seen it many times and participated in it the most times, so Dao Ge followed suit and expressed his opinions.

The fourth uncle also consulted Dao Ge's opinion and tied a red rope around one of Dao Ge's feet, and the other end of the red rope was tied around the big toe of his silly son.

The silly son opened his eyes wide and flapped his legs constantly, as if he was uncomfortable because of the red rope tied around his neck.

The cat poked its head out from the side, came close to the silly son, and looked serious.

"Don't move, this is a call to your father."

The silly son looked at the cat, smacking his lips, and didn't move.

The cat was so excited and proud that it wanted to get closer, but the silly son reached out and pushed it away.

After pushing the cat away and seeing the painting hanging on the wall, the soulful painting painted by Xiao Wu, the silly son calmed down, smacking his lips and grinning, with saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The fourth uncle set up an altar in the backyard and took a drop of blood from Dao Ge's cockscomb. When Dao Ge heard the word "fellow Taoist", he was very happy and said he would take as much blood as he wanted.

As soon as the ritual started here, Dao Ge immediately started to cooperate by crowing.

One side started to summon and guide, while the other side was casting spells and chasing.

The target is Wen Yan.

The stupid son was taken to the backyard, but he still turned his head to look into the room.

The sparrow cat came over and blocked the silly son. The silly son tried to touch the sparrow cat twice but couldn't. He was so angry that he immediately burst into tears.

As the crying of the silly son echoed with Dao Ge's crowing, the calling sound, along with the practice of the method, sank into an unknown space, and continued to float down, landing in a forest.

Wen Yan was walking in the mountains. He raised his head and heard a vague and intermittent sound in his ears.

It sounds like a rooster crowing, and maybe someone else is yelling?
He immediately understood that it was Dao Ge who was guiding him.

The direction in his mind suddenly became much clearer.

He looked back and saw that the dark curtain behind him was still chasing him, and it was becoming very crazy, like a wave, getting bigger and bigger, rushing towards here.

He had to get rid of these things, otherwise, he would keep shuttling between these pieces of the puzzle, and there would probably be no end to it.

He was not tired and could carry it for a day or two, but the person he was carrying into the palace was obviously beginning to become exhausted and his voice was a little hoarse.

(End of this chapter)