I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 442 Collection of puzzle pieces, longitude and latitude coordinates (5k)

When the drizzling rain fell from the sky, that extremely familiar feeling came to his heart, and Wen Yan immediately knew who this was.

He just hasn't seen anyone and doesn't know who it is. The characteristic is that when the power appears, it will rain.

The first time was to erase everyone's impression of the little temple keeper. The next time he was seen was in my aunt's old dream, in a puzzle caught in a sandstorm. When heavy drizzle began to fall in the puzzle, my aunt stretched out a hand and cut off the rain inside.

Then some gold coins dropped, which he gave to Wen Yan, helping to improve the progress of Wen Yan's Water Official Talisman for Jie Evil.

Wen Yan had never seen the person and didn't know whether the other person was a human or a ghost. He never expected to meet the real person in this puzzle.

The information obtained this time is too important. The yellow-skinned man who successfully obtained the title is no longer the focus.

The misty drizzle fell, leaving Wen Yan no time to think too much. Everything he saw began to become blurred in the rain.

Wen Yan could also feel that his impression of this place was beginning to become blurred.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and used the shortcut key to instantly call up the picture of the giant beast. After taking a look, an awkward and weird feeling of nausea surged into his heart. The things that were originally blurry, like a picture that was originally going to have its pixels reduced, suddenly began to sharpen, and some of the edges and corners became clearer.

Wen Yan suppressed the nausea and picked up Er Jingong. He instantly tightened the grey cloth and wrapped Er Jingong tightly. Otherwise, when Wen Yan's speed reached the limit, the instantaneous acceleration would cause an ordinary person like Er Jingong to die suddenly.

Wen Yan took a step forward and appeared on another tree more than ten meters away.

At the same time, the tree where Wen Yan had just stood exploded.

It was as if it was suddenly hit by a huge force and could not bear it, and instead began to explode from the inside out.

A huge snake tail appeared almost out of nowhere and hit the giant tree heavily.

When Wen Yan looked over, he saw the huge snake's tail gradually disappearing in the rain, as if it had never appeared.

Wen Yan saw the man, wearing a plain robe, with a thin face, a beard, a bun on his head and a bent bone stuck in it.

When he saw Wen Yan, his face was cold. He stretched out a hand and gently moved it. Then the drizzling rain in the sky suddenly became heavier. The wind blew past, and the drizzle turned into huge water droplets, falling from the sky. They were swept by the wind and rushed towards Wen Yan.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the branches and leaves in the forest, making a crackling sound. Large pieces of leaves were smashed directly and turned into fragments that fell all over the sky.

There were dense and bumpy marks on the branches and trunks. Wen Yan didn't argue, there was no need, so he turned around and left.

After landing on the ground, one step was a distance of dozens of meters. After taking a step, he couldn't help but vomit, and he vomited while running.

The man in the distance was stunned when he saw this scene. He had indeed never seen such a situation before.

While he was stunned for a moment, Wen Yan had already taken two steps at a time and was almost reaching the edge of the puzzle.

The huge raindrops in the sky have turned into heavy rain. A huge amount of water vapor has gathered, and the distance between the raindrops is getting closer and closer. Gradually, it seems as if the sky is leaking, and water waves fall from the sky, covering the sky and the earth.

The waves gathered together and continuously washed over Wen Yan. The water in front washed over, and the water behind followed closely, almost as if dragging him into a turbulent river.

Wen Yan's expression remained unchanged as he rushed into the fog at the edge of the puzzle, carrying the rain with him.

As if taking a single step, he appeared on the grass.

He opened his mouth and spat out some rainwater. In the mist behind him, a new piece of the puzzle began to come together.

It was like two unrelated puzzle pieces were put together by some connections, and the fog between the two began to gradually dissipate.

Wen Yan did not stop and ran straight into the distance.

He had previously speculated that which old dream puzzle one could enter depended purely on the connections. He did not come in the normal way, and his entry method was basically impossible to replicate. So, he had been here twice, and his aunt had also given him the gold coins that exploded. Logically, the connection before was not too deep, but now it is very deep.

After he fainted in prison for the second time, the person he could most closely connect with was Wen Yan.

He was indeed not wrong in his guess, but this might just be good luck, and the rules he summarized might not be correct.

He ran straight towards the direction where his aunt appeared, and rain began to appear behind him.

Then there is no more then.

When the rain came, the sandstorm seemed to be far away in the sky and my aunt was not visible yet.

When the rain appeared and was about to sweep across the sky, it was as if it had encountered a natural enemy. It was forcibly evaporated before it advanced ten meters.

With the help of that trace of connection, the puzzle piece connected to this place began to be compressed to the limit before it was pieced together here. Gradually, it turned into a piece of puzzle and flew away, and was swept into the sandstorm in the distance.

Seeing this scene, Wen Yan stopped.

It turned out to be true. He had been wondering where those puzzle dreams that were caught in the sandstorm came from.

He guessed that the aunt here should be in her last moments before her death. It was too buggy. Such an event with a particularly huge impact would inevitably have a dream. Moreover, the aunt in the dream could not be like an ordinary projection.

Those fragments are most likely the things that my aunt cares about, accumulated slowly over the past thousand years.

Occasionally, when you come across it or make contact with it, you can just take it away and store it here.

The hard part is making that connection.

That guy could obviously sense something and could affect Gu Meng. Wen Yan didn't want him to sense it, or even if he could, Wen Yan didn't want him to know what exactly happened.

As for hiding himself and not letting the other party know that this matter had anything to do with him, Wen Yan no longer expected it.

As long as you are not stupid, you can use the simple process of elimination to deduce that he is a huge suspect.

The best way to prevent the other party from knowing what happened is naturally to rely on the help of my aunt.

Last time, that guy tried to interfere with something or erase something, and he was severely beaten and his gold coins were exploded.

This time he is not afraid of death, so he will give it a try. Wen Yangba has to pick up more gold coins.

Unfortunately, it is very regrettable that the opponent just pretended to be dead and did not react at all.

Wen Yan sighed. It was really difficult to increase the progress of the official certificate for the water disaster relief. He couldn't practice like a normal Taoist priest, so he could only use methods other than practice.

There was no response for the time being. Wen Yan looked at Er Jin Gong and thought that he had just fainted and it was not a big problem.

Wen Yan still stuffed some food into his mouth to give him a buff, just in case.

Seeing that the sandstorm was still far away, Wen Yan first recorded what he had seen and felt.

That guy, with the help of the big zombie in fancy clothes and the strange giant tree, plus the ritual he couldn't understand, must have taken advantage of the situation and completed his request for a title.

After finishing, he transformed into human form. His appearance and movements did not look like he had just transformed. This must be remembered.

Then, that guy should have the ability to detect. Under normal circumstances, the restrictions are not small and easy to deal with.

It should be an infrared detection capability, otherwise it cannot be hidden if it is just wrapped in gray cloth for shielding.

After it started raining, the guy locked onto their hiding place almost instantly.

In a rainy environment, the opponent's sensing ability and detection range should be greatly improved.

Afterwards, that guy can summon a snake's tail through the air in the rain. The force of the swinging snake's tail can blow up a tree that is roughly as big as two people hugging together. Judging from the instantaneous burst of power, it should be no weaker than Qin Kun's instantaneous burst, and he should be able to use an excavator as a unit.

In addition, the rain can be controlled to become larger. Although the power of a single water droplet is not particularly strong, it is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Finally, it can control the heavy rain to gather into a flow, covering people and slightly hindering their movements. For ordinary people, it should be equivalent to falling directly into the turbulent flow. The threat is not small, and the probability of drowning is also not small.

Plus, the other party has the ability to erase people's memories.

This is just what I saw this time. It is quite troublesome. The other party must have developed their profession very deeply.

This kind of ability cannot be obtained by asking for a title.

Asking for a title is roughly equivalent to taking money, life, and luck from others as a price.

However, asking for a title will not give you the ability, thinking, or knowledge to make money from others.

After recording this, Wen Yan stopped. He rubbed his head, trying to suppress the nauseous feeling in his head.

Every time I see that picture, I feel sick, but that picture is the simplest, crudest, and very effective way to deal with it.

After waiting for a while, when the sandstorm rolled in, Wen Yan raised his head and looked at the puzzle pieces that were blown away by the sandstorm, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​trying again to see if he could get in.

Let's go back and wait for the puzzle to be reset.

When the sandstorm came howling and there was only wind and sand around, Wen Yan walked forward in the wind and sand and left here.

……

In the small courtyard where the rain never stopped, the door of the main room was opened, and a man wearing a plain robe, a beard, and with the temperament of an ancient man walked to the door.

He looked up at the sky and saw an area where the drizzle turned into heavy rain. He looked at it with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, but did nothing.

Where it turned into heavy rain, there was an area where no more rain fell. Even the splashing rain did not wet that area.

Having suffered a heavy loss once, he will definitely not suffer a second loss in the same place.

"The old dream is too dangerous, unpredictable, and unpredictable..."

He looked up and sure enough, soon the place where it was raining heavily returned to its original state and turned into a drizzle.

When he saw this scene, he knew that the old dream that was connected to him was a big pit, waiting for him to jump into it.

He couldn't be sure which one it was, nor what had happened, but he could roughly guess that it was the same as last time.

In a certain old dream, there was a person who, even if it was just a projection, was extremely troublesome and could almost completely defeat his existence.

Fortunately, this kind of existence should have been lost in the years, or it is still a long way from being revived.

He had to speed up and hurry up.

He shook his sleeves, walked through the hall and came to the backyard. He stood in the backyard, looking at the house in the backyard and said.

"Miss Qi, time is running out, and you should know that you no longer have any chance.

After the spiritual energy is revived, you have even less chance.

The deeper the progress of spiritual energy recovery, the slimmer your already slim hope becomes.

Times have changed and there is no one who can help you.

Even the current Shenzhou court cannot help you.

You should know how I treat you.

But now, things in the world are changing so fast that I can no longer guarantee that I can fully cope with them.

I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you before the spiritual energy recovers to the next step."

The drizzle fell, and the rain slid down the eaves like a curtain of water, covering the house in the backyard.

The man in the robe stood outside, speaking gently with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

After hearing no response for a long time, he shook his head slightly and said.

"I have prepared everything I need to prepare, please think about it carefully.

Back then, I asked an expert to write a bronze marriage certificate, and it is now in that box.

If you want, you can take it out and sign your name at any time.

The heaven created by those people is indeed magical.

As long as the ceremony is completed and the marriage certificate is submitted to the heaven, your name will be engraved in it and cannot be changed.

You don't have to worry about it anymore, it will be completely eliminated one day.

No matter how bad the situation is, you can still maintain your consciousness.

No one can do anything to you.

You, think about it carefully."

The man in the robe chattered on for a while, but when he got no response, he turned and left.

The room was dim and I could vaguely see a thin figure sitting at the table.

She sat there quietly, motionless, as if she didn't hear what was said outside.

Her figure exuded a feeling of weakness and powerlessness, and occasionally became blurry, seemingly even more blurry than the blur here.

Whenever her figure began to blur and become hazy to a certain degree, it was as if some force was forcibly holding her there, preventing her from disappearing.

After the robed man outside walked away, she picked up the pen on the table and continued writing on the paper.

Outside, the man in the long robe returned to his room. He waved his sleeves, and the drizzle outside, which had weakened slightly, continued to wash continuously, as if washing something.

……

Wen Yan returned home and sent the newly shot footage to Black Box, asking it to continue comparing.

The result of the black box comparison was that there was no result for the man in the robe, which was not surprising to Wen Yan.

But the yellow-skinned man actually got results.

Among them, there were several yellow-skinned people, and they all had corresponding results.

One of them was an old yellow-skinned man who had already died, and the result of the match was a yellow fairy from that year, who was registered in the Lieyang Department.

Because at that time, the infighting among different factions of the Huangpi people was so fierce that dozens of people died at any time. It was also the time when the Huangpi people were most rampant in demanding titles.

The coordinates of the registered territory where the old yellow-skinned people's tribe is located are recorded here.

Wen Yan became excited when he saw it.

Although those guys are all weasels, the two major factions within them regard each other as heretics.

In addition, there are some who do not stand on the side of either faction, and they are from different places and ethnic groups. Even the weasels themselves may not be able to figure it out. It is so complicated.

But one thing has basically not changed much.

These guys fight for territory the most, and each fight is a fight to the death, and people will be involved in the early stages.

Decades ago, the people there were so martial that the old lady planting rice in the field might have been a ruthless person who got into the top three in a shooting competition just to get work points.

Fighting with guns is child's play. There are many hunters living near the old forest, and everyone there is a gun.

When the fight is fierce, the cannon can be pulled out for you, and if you don’t have one, you can rub it with your hands.

The Northeastern Lieyang Tribe began to establish its prestige and obtain authorization, basically to deal with people who were forced to participate in the war between these yellow-skinned people.

The military region here has the most harmonious relationship with the Lieyang Tribe, and they like to bombard and destroy the area at every turn. There are historical reasons for this.

In this context, as long as the ethnic groups at that time have not become extinct, the territories they held may still be in the hands of the other party.

Using this method, it may be possible to directly trace back to which specific ethnic group it is, rather than which major faction it is.

Wen Yan looked at the longitude and latitude coordinates given by the black box and asked the black box to continue checking the location of these coordinates and which ethnic group the person was currently registered in.

The results given by the black box are very vague, and an explanation is given afterwards.

The information in the records changes too quickly and lags behind too much. The other party will not take the initiative to update the information every month. The current recorded information shows that the territory where this coordinate is located is in the hands of the yellow-skinned man from the Fox, Huang, Bai, Liu and Hui faction.

Wen Yan looked at the message and was silent for a moment.

It's a little different from what he thought.

After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Grandma Fox.

"Hey, Wen Yan, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"Sorry, Grandma, I forgot it was so late."

"If you have anything, just say it."

"I have something to ask grandma. There is a place called Xiaoniuzitun. Whose territory is this?"

"You've got me stumped by this question. Wait a minute, I need to ask someone."

"Okay, thank you grandma. It's better not to let too many people know about this."

After hanging up the phone, five minutes later, Grandma Fox called back.

"You want to ask about the internal fighting in the Huang family? It's difficult for outsiders to intervene and mediate."

"How to say?"

“That Xiaoniuzi Village is now a battlefield between the two sides.

I don't know what you heard, I just got the news.

He was a little weasel from the Gray School, very talented, but was harmed by the Yellow Skink from the Qing School, and all his spirituality was gone.

The Gray Sect was naturally unhappy, and soon after, Huang Xian'er, who was a disciple of the Qing Sect, seemed to be affected by some unknown means.

As a result, both sides were furious and started fighting directly. Dozens of people died that day.

If it weren’t for the pressure from the Lieyang Tribe, it wouldn’t be an internal fight between them, but a melee between the two factions.”

"Huh? They want to worship themselves?"

"Of course we have to worship, worship the moon and our ancestors."

"Then grandma, do you know who Huang Xian'er is over there and when she was affected?" Wen Yan's eyes lit up.

"It wasn't long ago. Just yesterday."

"Yes, that's it. Grandma, do you know the location?"

"What are you going to do? I advise you not to get involved in these things. Those yellow-skinned people are particularly vindictive and some are extreme."

(End of this chapter)