I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 460: Under the Qingcheng Mountain, Interpretation (5k)

“It’s too bad!”

Cai Heizi put down his phone and couldn't help but sigh.

It's not easy to learn well, but it's easy to learn bad things.

It's only been a few months, and the foolish young man with clear eyes has become so bad.

Obviously she wanted to ask him for help, but she had to do it in such a weird and bad way, and he was still itching to do it.

At the beginning, he was indeed prepared to fall, but he was not completely finished.

After becoming what he is now, the inexplicable desire to find traces and meaning of life has become an instinct, driving him forward.

According to his understanding, this is because after the life form changes, one wants to find something to do to fill the emptiness in his heart.

This state is very valuable for studying anomalies. There is no problem in setting up a project and writing a few papers.

There is a huge gap between humans and various non-human existences. It is not easy to understand many thoughts and states.

The Lieyang Tribe understood all this just by studying ghosts. Logically speaking, ghosts are transformed from humans after all, but after becoming ghosts, they are completely different from humans and their temperaments are completely different from when they were alive. This is also a very normal thing.

As for other outliers, the differences are even greater.

The most typical example is to let a person squat and chant under the Huai River, with no living people to communicate with and even no fish. In addition, it is dark and silent. If a living person can survive for three months without going crazy, he must have a will as strong as steel.

But Suicune has been squatting there until now, and his temper is just a little weird.

Every day when Cai Heizi wakes up, he thinks about a lot of messy things and tries to find something meaningful to do.

Of course, whether in terms of identity or personal willingness, it is more meaningful to fight against a guy who may have come from thousands of years ago and has obviously crossed the line.

While Cai Heizi was preparing himself mentally, he quickly checked other news after the night had passed. When it was almost dawn, he was about to fall asleep again.

He picked up the phone, held it far away, and quickly replied to Wen Yan.

"If you have something to say, just get to the point! Don't talk nonsense!"

After replying this sentence, Cai Heizi couldn't help but read the message sent by Wen Yan again, and quickly added another sentence.

"My prostate has never rebelled!"

On the other side, Wen Yan, who had just walked out of the underworld, heard the prompt, opened his mobile phone, took a look, and replied in seconds.

"Ah, yes, yes."

When Cai Heizi saw the message, he was so angry that white smoke started to come out of his head. Before he could continue to argue with Wen Yan, his eyelids fluttered and he fell straight down.

The big zombie at the entrance of the zombie cave was not surprised. He walked up to Cai Heizi, stuffed his phone back into his pocket, picked him up and put him back into the sarcophagus.

On the other side, Wen Yan saw that Cai Heizi did not reply to the message, so he checked the sunrise time at Fuyu Mountain and was basically sure that it was time.

He didn't care and just sent the current information about the man in the robe to Black Box, and then told Black Box to tell Cai Heizi when he woke up.

There is a lot of information in this, and Wen Yan doesn't dare to upload the text records directly. If he wants to say it, he can only say it in person or to the black box.

Let Cai Heizi help think about the rest. Wen Yan has some ideas, but they are just ideas. How to implement them and how to implement them while keeping them confidential are all troublesome matters.

Instead of showing up and engaging in a head-on confrontation, he dug a hole and waited for others to jump into it. By the time they reacted, it was already too late to retreat. Wen Yan couldn't find anyone better at this than Cai Heizi.

The current situation is indeed a perfect opportunity for Cai Heizi to get rid of the evil in his heart.

Wen Yan put away his phone and felt much more at ease.

For the next few days, he stayed in Qingcheng, just acting as a hanger-on or a tool.

Walking along the mountain road, after a while, we saw a small town at the foot of the mountain, looming in the morning mist. Fuyu Mountain is in the east and Qingcheng is in the west. The sunrise times are different. Here, the sky is just getting bright, but the sunrise has not yet been seen.

Wen Yan took Feng Wei and Tong Si and walked a short distance before they saw a car with warning lights on parked on the side of the road. Two uncles were standing there with helpless expressions. One of them was holding a piece of paper and saying something seriously.

Wen Yan took one look and could tell it was a ghost.

It’s worthy of being called Qingcheng. We haven’t even arrived yet, and the Luotian Grand Ceremony is about to be held, yet ghosts can still be seen here.

Wen Yan brought people over. One of the two uncles saw Wen Yan and found that Wen Yan was looking at the ghost, so he immediately asked.

"From the Ministry?"

"I guess so. I'm just passing by and going to Qingcheng. What's going on?"

Then the ghost folded the paper in his hand quickly and handed it to Wen Yan.

At first glance, it looked like a wallet with the corner of a large bill sticking out.

After opening it, I found that the big bills inside were all printed, and the actual content was an advertisement for a homestay.

Uncle pointed to the advertisement and said.

"We received a report of a serious fraud case. We were patrolling nearby, so we came to take a look..."

The ghost was wearing clothes like those of a mountain dweller and had a very serious expression.

"Government, I know the law. This is against the law. If you encounter it, you should report it, right?"

"That's right..." Uncle nodded. There was no doubt about that.

"I heard that someone reported this before and there was a 200 yuan reward, right?"

"We have to go back and deal with this."

Wen Yan took out his cell phone and asked Black Box to search it.

As expected, there are similar cases. Currency cannot be printed in this way, and it is even more unacceptable if it is not a public welfare advertisement.

Someone actually reported it before, and a few days later, he was notified to collect the 200 yuan reward.

Considering that it was a ghost who reported it, giving a bonus in the end is reasonable and completely in line with the rules.

"Is this a normal procedure?"

"This old man, I don't have an ID card or a mobile phone, I just want cash, and I want it now. We can't explain it clearly..."

After hearing this, Wen Yan understood.

"What's your name, brother?"

"Last name Luo."

"Oh, Brother Luo, how about this? There will definitely be a bonus, but you have to go through the procedures.

The money is temporarily paid to you without going through the procedures, so it skips the procedures and has a different meaning.

Without this procedure, the money is just money, without the honor.

Well, there's just a lack of a power that should be there.

Brother, where do you live? Once the procedures are completed, I will ask someone from Qingcheng to notify you. How about that?
If you think it’s not possible, I’ll give it to you now.”

When Apia heard that something was wrong, his expression changed instantly.

"Then I'll wait. Do you know anyone in Qingcheng?"

"I know Taoist Master Qingxuzi."

"Well, I live in Octagonal Well."

After hearing Wen Yan's nonsense, Apia immediately gave up and took the money. He left the advertisement, turned around and left, disappearing after three or two steps.

Wen Yan's eyes changed slightly. He didn't even notice how the ghost disappeared.

It's worthy of being Qingcheng. The average strength of the ghosts here is definitely far beyond that of Guanzhong County.

I chatted with the uncles on the roadside and told them that when dealing with ghosts, you have to follow their thoughts. Many ghosts are more or less paranoid. Those who abide by the law may be more strictly than most living people. They never cross the yellow line when driving.

Wen Yan continued to move forward. When it got light, he could already see many people walking on the mountain road leading to Qingcheng.

Coming so early in this season shows real perseverance.

After walking a short distance, Tong Si said.

"This place is weird. The yin energy isn't that strong, and it's almost sunrise, but I still feel quite comfortable here. I guess someone must have arranged it."

"Did you see how that Luo guy disappeared just now?"

"I took the small road." Tong Si replied, and immediately realized: "What's wrong?"

"I saw him take three steps and then he disappeared."

"I saw him leave along a small path on the side of the road. I didn't notice anything wrong with that path..."

"Let's go. Forget it. Anyone who can be found at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain should not be a dangerous person. There is no need to investigate further."

Wen Yan brought the two ghosts with him, and no one stopped them along the way. Occasionally, they saw Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes who were obviously not from Qingcheng, but they would say hello when they saw Wen Yan bringing the two ghosts.

The Qingcheng disciples below saw Wen Yan walking up so arbitrarily. Although they were a little confused, they did not stop him, and did not dare to ask.

After all, the only people who could be so ostentatious in Qingcheng with two ghosts could be no outsiders except the disciples of Qingcheng who were ordained to be ordained.

Wen Yan walked all the way to a large hall halfway up the front mountain, where there were already some tourists.

Qingxuzi was wearing a blue Taoist robe and sitting behind a table for interpreting fortunes. He looked like a veteran swindler. There was also a young man with dark circles under his eyes sitting in front of the table, talking to Qingxuzi.

Wen Yan walked over, greeted them solemnly, and then focused on introducing Feng Wei and Tong Si.

"This is the famous Taoist priest Qingxuzi, sometimes also called Taoist Qingfeng."

Qingxuzi's eyelids twitched slightly and he returned the salute.

After the greetings were over, Wen Yan stood by and watched how Qingxuzi fooled people.

Then, I saw Qingxuzi holding a pen and prescribing a tranquilizer for the person.

The young man also took out a piece of paper with the two birth dates recorded on it and continued to ask about marriage.

After listening to a few sentences, Wen Yan realized that this guy was being played as a fox, but he still refused to give up.

Qingxuzi is still talking about free love and so on.

Wen Yan couldn't help it and said.

"If they are not compatible, then they are not compatible. Taoist priest, why don't you dare to say it?"

“……” Qingxuzi looked up at Wen Yan, and the young man also looked up in surprise.

"Don't look at it. It's just that they are unlucky for you. Just go back and live your life well. The Taoist priests in Qingcheng don't dare to say it, but we, the people of Fuyu Mountain, are not afraid of offending others. We dare to tell the truth."

Qingxuzi watched the young man, who seemed to have suddenly realized something, leave with profuse gratitude. Then he looked at Wen Yan and was completely dumbfounded.

"Master, am I wrong?"

Qingxuzi pondered it and smiled bitterly.

"That's not wrong. Why are you here so early?"

"Come and join in the fun. I just met a ghost on the road..."

Wen Yan told the story again and Qingxuzi shook his head.

“I don’t know them. There are indeed many ghosts living near Qingcheng. As long as they don’t cause any trouble, Qingcheng won’t care.

As for the Octagonal Well, I have never heard of any ghost living there.

That road might be what was left after the former Taiyin Realm fell into the underworld.

Those who are willing to live nearby are the outliers who do not want to get involved in disputes and want to seek peace.

However, from what you said, I think you are quite capable. I will go and visit you in person with the prize money."

"Master, please take care of it. But why are you so free today? Are you interpreting the fortune here?"

"If I don't go out, I'll be here usually. If I encounter someone who is too stubborn, I'll comfort them."

As he was talking, another young man came over with a fortune stick in his hand and a worried look on his face.

"Master, is my fortune not very good?"

Qingxuzi didn't say anything in a hurry. He looked at Wen Yan and motioned Wen Yan to go up.

Wen Yan grinned. Are you trying to embarrass me? If I knew how to interpret the divination, would I still have to worry about embarrassing myself every day when I come to Luotian Dajiao?
Wen Yan took the stick and took a look at it. Without saying anything, he went straight to get the stick box and placed it directly on the table.

"Which great god were you worshipping just now?"

"Emperor Zhenwu."

"The old man is in a good mood today, so he'll give you a chance to choose one for yourself."

"This...this..." The young man looked shocked.

And Qingxuzi next to him had wrinkles on his face from laughing so hard.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and introduced.

"This is the current master of Qingcheng Mountain, Taoist Qingxuzi. If you don't believe me, you should believe Taoist Qingxuzi, right?"

Qingxuzi nodded, and the young man picked a good lot with a look of disbelief.

After sending the young man away, Qingxuzi was not angry at all. Instead, he couldn't help but show his back teeth.

He makes people believe in science every day. Whenever someone comes to him for fortune-telling, he always prescribes some medicine to regulate their body.

He really believes in this. Since it exists, we should look for patterns and summarize them. Then it is not superstition.

Superstition is something illusory, and he naturally believed that a person's fortune and achievements had nothing to do with a fortune stick.

Even the Great Emperor Zhenwu would never think that Wen Yan's action was an offense.

If we can make the young man just now feel confident and righteous, the probability of him encountering evil things in the future will be greatly reduced.

This is how you accumulate merit.

And since he was sitting here, no other disciple in Qingcheng would dare to do so.

"Wen Yan, you don't have a Taoist name yet, right?"

"I am a warrior, why do I need a Taoist name?"

"No, no, no, since you have been ordained, and it is a precious ordination from heaven, you should have a Taoist name. Why don't I give you one? Then, you can register as a Taoist in Qingcheng. How about that?"

"Master, are you trying to fool me again?"

"You are biased, right? I didn't fool you before. I just told you something you can understand."

"Forget it. If someone thinks I can practice Taoism, I won't be able to sleep well."

"The way is not in cultivation, but in the heart. I, Qingcheng, can control ghosts and gods, arrest gods and send generals. You can learn from me."

After hearing this, Wen Yan understood. Although the matter of him being punished by God seemed to be calm, in fact, it had already become known to everyone who should know.

Taoist Qingxuzi is now looking for another way for him.

The ceiling of Wen Yan's martial arts training is already visible to the naked eye, and the third stage is the end.

Although he cannot practice Taoism, he has the precious talisman bestowed by heaven.

It is not impossible to take a detour like this and use Qingcheng's method of controlling ghosts and gods instead.

Although the requirements for controlling ghosts and gods are not low, if there is a suitable ghost who is completely trustworthy, and all the strength is put on the ghost, and some unconventional means are taken, it is indeed feasible.

Wen Yan understood all this and immediately stood up and bowed.

"Thank you for your kindness, Taoist priest. I'll let it go. First, my education level is limited. Second, my strength is limited. Third, I don't have the talent. Fourth, I don't want to do this. Thank you for your concern, Taoist priest."

Qingxuzi sighed.

"Don't worry, no one came to me, but I just felt that you are indeed suitable, kind-hearted, and do not know how to stick to formalities.

As long as you take a Taoist name and register as Qingcheng, you can start learning these things from Qingcheng immediately.

If you don’t want to be named Qingcheng, that’s fine too. As long as you are willing to learn, Qingcheng will not be servile.”

"Thank you for your kindness, Taoist priest." Wen Yan bowed deeply.

"Don't rush to refuse. If you have some free time later, go read the classics first. If it doesn't fit, forget it. What if it does fit? It's just a matter of reading more books."

Now Wen Yan couldn't refuse outright, so she could only thank him first and then agree.

No matter what, Taoist Qingxuzi has already shown great kindness.

Wen Yan originally thought that someone had come to Taoist Qingxuzi for help, but Qingxuzi himself denied it first.

"You are free anyway, and there is nothing for you to do today. Just read a book here."

Qingxuzi took out a book from under the table, handed it to Wen Yan, and asked Wen Yan to read it first.

When Wen Yan saw the four big words "Controlling Ghosts and Gods" on the cover of the book, he couldn't hold back any longer.

It's not appropriate to give you something like this right away, right?

The content of the book is unexpectedly easy to understand, and goes from the simplest to the most complex. There is not too much high-sounding stuff. Most of it talks about how to get along with ghosts, how to guide them in a positive way, how to judge whether the ghosts' thinking has gone astray, etc. It looks more like a psychology book.

Wen Yan was reading a book here, while Qingxuzi continued to interpret the divination sticks beside him.

As the sun rose, Feng Wei and Tong Si were invited to the back hall as guests by the people of Qingcheng.

Wen Yan would not be reading for a while before Qingxuzi pulled him over to interpret the divination.

Wen Yanming said that he was illiterate and could only understand the fortune sticks such as the best fortune sticks. For some fortune sticks with poems, he could only understand the surface meaning at most.

That's it, Qingxuzi didn't care and let Wen Yan come.

Wen Yan had no choice but to go ahead. When he met people who came to study, Wen Yan would say that it depended on personal effort.

If someone asks about your children’s marriage, just tell them that they are in free love now.

If you ask about business, just say we haven’t even raised enough money to renovate the main hall this year. Do you think we are people who can guide others in doing business?

Qingxuzi was standing beside him, laughing so hard that his teeth were showing. His mind was full of thoughts about how to trick Wen Yan, give him a Taoist name, and let Wen Yan register in Qingcheng.

(End of this chapter)