I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 440: It's Hard to Be a Good Person, Quick Pass (5k)

The old man with grey hair took away the cell phone of the man with inverted triangle eyes and took away his cooking materials.

He felt that the man with inverted triangle eyes really needed to calm down. In the past thirty years, from humans to aliens, the craziest one was not crazi enough to openly attack the people sitting in the first row of the Lieyang tribe.

It did divert attention, that's right, because the Lieyang Tribe had only one choice, they had to react quickly and strike hard.

There is no need to consider the possibility that the Lieyang Tribe will not fight back. If the Lieyang Tribe reacts a little slower or not fiercely enough, the prestige accumulated over the past twenty or thirty years will be cut first.

"Do you think I did something wrong?" The man with the inverted triangle eyes was still a little unconvinced. He felt that he was not wrong.

“No, I didn’t say you did anything wrong, I just thought you were out of control.

You feel that we have lost control of Wen Yan, so you want to get rid of him at all costs.

I think you're out of control, so I'll let you calm down for a moment.

Do you think there is a problem? "

"..."

There is nothing to say about the inverted triangle eyes. The current situation is indeed not suitable for double standards.

The man with the flowery hair turned and left, all the way to a mountain wall. He stretched out his hand and gently tapped the mountain wall, and the mountain wall turned into an ancient wooden door, which he pushed open and entered.

He picked up a big black umbrella at the door, held it up, took a step forward, and appeared in a courtyard.

It was drizzling here and the atmosphere was peaceful and tranquil. Outside the wall was a thick mist and nothing was clear. The things that could be seen vaguely were like those in the south of the Yangtze River in spring. People were not real and objects were blurry, just like a hazy landscape painting.

The man with gray hair held an umbrella, walked through the second door and came to the main room. He stood more than two meters outside the door, looked at the door, and whispered what happened today.

After saying this, after waiting for a long time for any response, the man with flowery hair turned around and left.

When he arrived at the front yard and continued to look into the distance, he suddenly saw that there was a place on the wall where it was not raining.

Hua Tou was slightly startled, and when he looked again, he found that it was raining normally there and the wall was also wet.

He was silent for a moment, said nothing, left the door and closed it behind him.

The wooden door turned back into a stone wall, and the man with the flowery hair let out a long sigh.

Something happened, the person inside was injured, and a flaw appeared.

And this situation would only occur if the foundation is damaged.

He said that without preparation, there is no success, and that what they were going to do impulsively would not have good results.

When there is nothing to do, I am quite willing to listen to advice.

But when something really happens, we act impulsively.

Doesn't he know that the birth of the modern Lieyang will be a big trouble?

But his intelligence channels have already confirmed the news.

The contemporary Lieyang is a peculiar oddity, with excellent talent in martial arts, but no talent in spiritual cultivation.

His intelligence was very accurate, and he also knew that on that occasion, an older generation came down from Fuyu Mountain and shamelessly borrowed the old Taoist's sword in order to take advantage of the opportunity.

The Lieyang Tribe is also adding fuel to the fire in this matter. The old Taoist priest should also know about this and tacitly approve of this practice.

Unfortunately, Wen Yan failed that time.

This was basically a death sentence, as Wen Yan was the type of person who had no talent for cultivation.

If he had even a little bit of talent, had so many resources, and even served as the sword bearer of the old Taoist priest's grand altar, it would be unlikely that he would be useless.

Wen Yan's talent in martial arts and talent in cultivation are at two extremes. His talent in martial arts is excellent, but his talent in cultivation is extremely poor.

This kind of situation has happened before. Considering Wen Yan's experience when he was just an ordinary person, it is normal for him to focus on martial arts.

In the contemporary Lieyang, practicing martial arts or cultivating Taoism are two different concepts for many people.

If he had an excellent talent for cultivation, he might not be alive today.

He might have died inexplicably within three days after the news was first discovered and leaked.

There are many people who don't want a Lieyang with good talent in practicing Taoism to appear in this world.

But if it's just about practicing martial arts, then at least 95% of these people wouldn't care.

Everyone knows what the ceiling of martial arts training is.

If we only count the stages, there are five stages, and the sixth stage is only half a step away.

And even if there really is a warrior in the sixth stage, with the same ceiling, compared with the ceiling of the old Taoist priest, it really is... incomparable.

No one would compare, it would seem to lower the limit of stupidity...

Although the stage, or realm, of martial arts is not proportional to actual combat power.

However, the upper limit of each stage is basically clear.

Even for Tuoba Wushen, many people now think that this guy is a professional rather than a mere warrior.

Some people also say that Wen Yan is Tuoba Wushen. Hua Toufa and his friends have also studied this and compared his whereabouts. It seems to make sense.

Moreover, Wen Yan is carrying the scorching sun. If he can develop something new based on the scorching sun, which can make the yang energy so vigorous that it can directly cover an area with a diameter of dozens of kilometers at most, it is not completely impossible.

Hua Tou Fa felt that the possibility was not high. He thought that this might be a message released specifically to confuse people.

It is true that Wen Yan has a lot of yang energy, but no one thinks this is abnormal.

Hua Tou Mao secretly met with a few people and discussed it. They all felt that the fact that Wen Yan was the contemporary Lie Yang was indeed not something that needed to be taken too seriously.

They even knew what the top leaders of the Lieyang Tribe were planning.

The bottom line is that modern Lieyang cannot practice Taoism.

This is why when the news of the birth of Contemporary Lieyang came out, undercurrents surged and many people began to take action, but later all of them fell silent and nothing happened.

Hua Tou Fa felt that the man with inverted triangle eyes was targeting Wen Yan and wanted to get rid of Wen Yan as soon as possible, which was correct.

But it wasn’t because of Lieyang, it was purely because of what Wen Yan did and participated in.

He was not particularly clear about the details of everything Wen Yan did and everything he was involved in, but just some of them, some of the details, were enough for him to feel that Wen Yan himself was much more troublesome than the contemporary Lieyang.

He also felt that he should target Wen Yan, but his starting point was different from that of Inverted Triangle Eyes.

Therefore, what he wanted was to find a suitable opportunity to let Wen Yan die in some accident without showing up in person, and to ensure that the body would not be left behind.

Fuyu Mountain is so annoying.

Flowery Hair looked at the latest news and decided he had to put something out to attract attention.

Someone must take the blame for what the inverted triangle eyes did, otherwise the Lieyang tribe will not let it go.

He was not afraid of the Lieyang Tribe, but he was afraid that things would get bigger and bigger, and eventually he would be completely out of control and unable to resolve it.

Sitting in the yard, he poured himself a cup of tea and thought quietly.

The wilderness is destined to be separated forever, and the old dream is destined to be hidden forever.

One day, the distance between this world and all places and all things will get closer and closer, and all things may come to us in ways that people can't imagine.

At this moment, Huafa received a new message.

Wen Yan disappeared again, which was confirmed by monitoring Wen Yan's cell phone signal.

There are only two possibilities. Either Wen Yan took advantage of the scorching sun and treated the underworld as his own backyard and went to the underworld again.

Otherwise, Wen Yan would fall into an old dream.

The hairy man looked at the information, and every ten seconds there was new information.

Every time Wen Yan went to the underworld, he would ask Prince Zhu's men to lead the way. The cell phone signal was still there, and it was in Guanzhong County.

It is not difficult to confirm whether the mobile phone has signal through their channels without checking the location.

Moreover, they didn't even dare to check the Lieyang tribe's cell phone in Wen Yan's hand.

I just checked whether Wen Yan's personal mobile phone had a signal, that's all. It was very easy and unlikely to attract attention.

The most likely possibility is that Wen Yan fell into his old dream again.

Hua Tou Fa was a little confused. Why?
But after thinking about Wen Yan's personality and some details of the intelligence, he suddenly sighed.

“It’s hard to be a good person.”

Last time it was the transporter who fell, and he was dragged into a dream that was not his own.

This time, it was the transporter who survived and was rescued, but he fell in again, right?
This guy really likes to be a good guy, courting death...

……

Wen Yan put away the pendant given by his fourth uncle, and then found a place for Er Jin Gong to continue his recollections, just like the last time.

This is also a test to test how it is triggered and whether there is a fixed way to trigger it.

Then the result was no different. When I went back to the palace for the second time and recalled the inverted triangle eyes and the temple, the surrounding environment began to blur silently.

Wen Yan decisively reached out and grabbed Er Jin Gong.

The surrounding environment changed slowly, as if it was a seamless transition, and silently transformed into the original town.

The town was deserted and the sun had not yet completely set.

Wen Yan took the second person into the palace. This time, he began to explore the surroundings and collect intelligence, with the camera turned on to record video.

Although these videos cannot be viewed by anyone, there is no problem in using a black box for comparison.

At least after so many times, there has never been any problem. According to Wen Yan's understanding, the black box is a creature that can not trigger many things.

After walking around for a few minutes, Wen Yan keenly heard the sound of chains. At the entrance of the town, several big zombies appeared carrying coffins.

Wen Yan glanced at the time. This time it was obviously faster than the last time, and the sun set earlier.

In the originally empty town, blurry shadows began to appear, and the zombies were about to appear.

Wen Yan felt around in her bag, took out a small box of cherry tomatoes that had been enhanced with a hint of Yang energy, and threw it toward the town entrance.

In an instant, a large zombie in fancy clothes appeared there, holding the small box of tomatoes in his hand.

"Don't waste time greeting each other. There's no need to fight."

"I am a disciple of Mount Fuyu. I know you can't remember who you are. It's normal that you don't remember me."

"I'll give you more this time, so you don't have to save it."

"Also, I checked specifically and it can't be planted."

"I have something urgent to do. I'm leaving now. See you later."

Wen Yan picked up Er Jin Gong and turned to leave. The big zombie in fancy clothes stood there in shock, holding a box of cherry tomatoes.

He watched Wen Yan leave, looked at the small tomato in his hand, took one out and put it in his mouth.

He tasted it with his eyes closed. After opening his eyes, he touched himself and found two wilted tomatoes.

He was silent, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

How did this thing come from? Why doesn't he remember it at all?
Why can he taste?
Can the seeds in this thing be planted?
When he thought of this, he suddenly understood what Wen Yan meant by "can't plant".

But this brings more confusion, why?
He must know that living person and must have had dealings with him.

The two wilted things on his body must have been given to him by the other party before.

The big zombie in fancy clothes ate a slightly wilted tomato. Hmm, the taste was exactly the same.

He wanted to figure out what was going on, so he flashed and chased after him.

But all we saw was Wen Yan walking briskly, taking someone with him, and disappearing quickly into the fog at the other end.

Wen Yan carried the second one into the palace at such a fast speed that he quickly went through the two puzzles. In addition to taking videos, he quickly went through the things he encountered on the way.

"Don't be in a daze. Think about that temple and recall the details there."

After two people failed to arrive at the destination, Wen Yan quickly asked Er Jin Gong not to be distracted.

Passing through the fog again, Wen Yan saw the familiar streets and the small temple at the end of the street. He grinned and said, they had finally arrived.

He kicked the door open.

There was a faint murmur in my ears.

"Your practice..."

"Okay, okay, got it, next part."

“As a pioneer…”

"Got it, next part."

"Pass the test..."

"Oh, yes, this is it." Wen Yan smiled.

But then he replied with a serious face.

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

Then, the gray cloth, unable to wait, flew out with a whoosh.

Wen Yan's fear was useless, so he strictly followed the previous action and stepped on the head of the statue.

Only after he heard the angry head of the idol blessing him again and felt a new mountain appear behind that mountain did he breathe a sigh of relief.

The head of the statue was crushed, and everything here collapsed, leaving only a few yellow and black hairs.

Wen Yan collected the hair and felt it carefully.

This time, there is still a stone gate and a mountain.

But he felt something was wrong.

Because the second mountain is obviously smaller and shorter than the first mountain.

Even the stone gate is a size smaller.

This old dream will not be consumed again, right?

It’s over. My dream of repeatedly clearing dungeons is probably going to be ruined.

I don’t know how many times I can try. I’m afraid it won’t be enough just by clearing dungeons.

Wen Yan sighed, feeling a little regretful. As expected, he still had to go find the original statue.

He simply picked up the second person who was dumbfounded by the whole process and moved on to the next one.

The moment he passed this place, entered the fog, and entered the next puzzle, he felt the direction of his practice again.

That road passed through the first gate, the first mountain, and then to the second gate and the second mountain, just as he thought.

The difficulty has increased, but there is a direction.

This feeling soon dissipated, and he returned to his aunt's old dream again.

The second palace had been completely wrapped in grey cloth, preventing him from seeing anything here and blocking out all sounds.

Wen Yan quickly came to the place he had been to last time and waited for a moment.

got windy.

A sandstorm appeared in the sky.

Wen Yan touched his body and found the photo of the cute little zombie with a bright smile.

The moment the wind blew, he let go of the photo and it flew away with the wind.

"Aunt, this is the little guy's current photo.

She lives with me now, not in Fuyu Mountain, but in the city.

She likes to eat tomatoes, big or small.

I also like watching cartoons and will have flashes.

I just couldn't understand the language she spoke.

But it's not a big problem, as long as she can understand what I say.

Auntie, please keep the photo as a souvenir.

I’ll take more photos later and send them to you when I’m free.”

Wen Yan looked at the sandstorm from afar and shouted loudly.

The photo was blown away by the wind, soaring into the sky and soon disappeared in the direction of the sandstorm.

As the rolling dust came, Wen Yan picked up the second palace. The moment the temporary buff appeared, he moved forward quickly, quickly left the old dream, followed the old road, and returned to the underworld.

In the old dream, among the countless fragments swept away by the sandstorm, this time, the image of the little zombie that Wen Yan saw last time did not appear again.

The photo was blown by the wind, flipped in front of my aunt, then slowly stopped in the strong wind and floated there.

The aunt's eyes were bloodshot as she saw the little zombie in the photo smiling with his fangs showing. There was happiness and ease in his eyes, which was something that would never have happened in the past.

The photo slowly shattered and dissipated in the sandstorm.

The image in the photo turned into a puzzle, blending into the sandstorm and gradually becoming a part of the puzzle.

My aunt stretched out a hand and reached into the puzzle.

In the puzzle, the light is just right and the warmth is gentle. The cat in the corner has a disdainful expression, but stretches its neck to get a glimpse of the camera.

The little zombie seemed to be basking in the sun, full of joy and anticipation, without any of the gloomy feeling that was unique to being a zombie.

The aunt stretched out a hand and gently touched the little zombie's head.

The little zombie had a shy look on his face and smiled happily.

At the same time, at Wen Yan's home, she sat at the table, holding her little face, absentmindedly watching the animation on the tablet, while the cat was chattering beside her.

"It's okay. Wen Yan won't do anything that he's not sure of. Eat when you should, drink when you should, and don't take anything to heart."

In the yard, Dao Ge, who was standing on the shelf, glanced at Quemao straight in the face.

"Awkward."

The cat immediately got angry and flapped its wings and flew out, flying in the air, overlooking Dao Ge.

"Who are you scolding?"

"I've learned a lot. I've seen people picking up money, but I've never seen people picking up scolds." Dao Ge said with disdain.

Amid the quarrel, the little zombie was suddenly startled. She reached out and touched her head. She seemed to feel someone touching her head.

A few minutes later, Wen Yan rushed out of Lao Zhao's house, sent all the videos he had taken to the black box, and then immediately moved on to the next wave.

When he entered again and saw the big zombie in fancy clothes sitting cross-legged on the coffin with a box of tomatoes in his arms, Wen Yan thought to himself, this is bad, the instance hasn't been reset...

(End of this chapter)