I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 490: Boxing Villain, Florida Dream (5k)

Grandma stood up, holding the offerings that Wen Yan had just given her, turned around and walked out of the yard, and disappeared as she walked.

Wen Yan sat in the yard waiting. After falling asleep, this place was exactly the same as his own home, and it was mirrored normally in the dream, except that he could not see other people here and the environment remained at night.

The sky was covered with clouds and mist, there were no chirping of insects or birds, and it was extremely quiet. Wen Yan resisted the urge to try to enter Meng Fengyao's mind, and decided to wait and think before taking any action.

After waiting for a while, grandma appeared outside the yard. She pushed open the door and walked in.

"Old Wang said his name is Wang Lingwusu. Don't ask why. I don't know either.

As for other news, there is no conclusion that can be fully confirmed.

Last night, Lao Wang did sense some changes, but they quickly disappeared.

It must be some weird thing trying to cross the border and invade again."

"Again?" Wen Yan caught the key words instantly. He didn't dare to say the specific news, but just asked: "Has something similar happened before?"

“There may not be exactly the same cases, but the advantage of having a long enough history is that you can always find similar cases no matter what happens.

Lao Wang said that it might happen again, and it might not be after the revival of spiritual energy, but it might also happen before the end of the Dharma.

He was born at the wrong time and died too early.

It was also because he was too talented that he was envied by God.

He said there is no need to worry too much, anything that crosses the boundary and invades will not be so easy to erode.

Opportunities are not always available, and things that can always carry this opportunity are very rare.

Anything other than the heaven and earth itself would be difficult to sustain for a long time.

These are Lao Wang’s original words, you can understand them yourself.”

Wen Yan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

If he understood opportunity as a channel, he would understand.

Such a channel that can exist for a long time is extremely rare, has very high requirements, and is very scarce.

For example, there is a sea of ​​clouds on the cliff that is guarded by the old Taoist priest himself, while other passages are basically opened temporarily.

The grand intersection leading to the underworld has always existed steadily, and so far the only place where it has been discovered is Decheng.

The thing that could hurt Feng Yao in his dream and could directly manifest itself on Feng Yao's body should also find it difficult to unleash the same or stronger power on Feng Yao.

This should be the case in theory, but Wen Yan feels that it is better not to take the theoretical situation as an inevitable situation.

“If you have time, you can look for the myths and the oldest legends, and don’t read the ones that have been adapted by later generations.

A lot of information is hidden there, at least the core parts have basically not changed.

This is what Lao Wang said.

"I understand. Thanks, grandma."

Having said that, Wen Yan raised his head and looked at the sky.

"I want to go and see Feng Yao, but if he's not dreaming, then I can't get in?"

"Not necessarily. It depends on your relationship. Besides, you don't have to go in." Grandma thought for a while, grabbed Wen Yan with one hand, and threw Wen Yan up.

In an instant, Wen Yan felt that everything around him turned into streams of light and quickly retreated. When it reached a certain speed, Wen Yan could no longer feel the speed.

He felt like he was floating in mid-air, neither going up nor down, with flowing lights all around him.

"Now that you're here, don't have any more worries. Your shackles are only put on yourself. Now think about your destination. The clearer the better." Grandma grabbed Wen Yan's arm and gave him some guidance.

Wen Yan thought of Feng Yao lying on the operating table, his stomach cut open and a tube inserted into his mouth.

In an instant, the surrounding light slowed down rapidly, and in another instant, all the light disappeared, and only a bubble appeared in front of him.

Inside the bubble, Feng Yao lay quietly on an isolated island, with surging sea water on all sides. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a crack in the sky, where thunder flashed and flames gushed out. It seemed as if there was a sun under the world, which was constantly emitting layers of light waves that continued to spread out.

Wen Yan looked carefully and saw something that looked familiar.

He saw a little man wearing boxing gloves, sitting cross-legged on Feng Yao. The little man was hugging his arms angrily and mumbling something.

When Wen Yan got closer to the bubble, he saw the little man suddenly stand up, with a defiant expression on his face, waving his fists and saying something.

Immediately afterwards, the little man turned around and entered the body of Feng Yao who was sleeping on the ground.

The next moment, Wen Yan frowned slightly, and saw the little man crawling out of his stomach.

"What are you looking at? I hate people like you who peek when there's nothing to do!"

Wen Yan could see clearly now that it was the little man in boxing gloves whom he saw when he first entered Cai Heizi's dream.

Wen Yan was a little shocked. He had always thought that it was Cai Heizi's prostate problem, and it was something that materialized in his dream.

I didn't expect it to be the case?!
Is this little man a separate living being?
Wen Yan looked at his grandmother next to him, wanting to ask her if she knew, but he didn't expect that his grandmother's eyes were even more curious than his.

Wen Yan bowed to the villain.

"What's your name, handsome boy?"

"How do you know my name is Handsome?" The little guy who looked very stern immediately turned friendlier after hearing this.

"I can tell."

"You guys want to see whether Feng Yao is dead or not, right?
Let me tell you, if it weren’t for me, he would have been dead!

Cai Heizi, that bastard, actually died secretly in order to get rid of me.

Fortunately, I knew that Cai Heizi was a bastard, and I had been on guard against him for a long time.

This bastard has eight million evil intentions even in his dreams. Can I trust him?
I am alert. I will not follow him. I will only follow the minister!

I will follow whoever is the minister!
I will never have to worry about not having a job. Once I sign, it's a stable job.

No one can get rid of me, unless one day even the Lieyang Tribe is gone!"

"..."

Wen Yan was speechless and didn't know what to say.

He tried hard to suppress his thoughts, fearing that his thoughts might be sensed by this villain.

Based on his understanding of Cai Heizi, this is not Cai Heizi being tricked.

But this villain was deceived by Cai Heizi and sold himself to the Lieyang Tribe for his entire life.

Even if Cai Heizi dies one day, this villain will still work in the Lieyang Tribe.

Every minister thereafter would have this little man to help guard his dreams when he went to sleep.

Of course, there are some side effects, but for someone of Tsai Heizi's age, it's not a big problem.

Under normal circumstances, someone who could sit in the position of Minister of Lieyang Department in Nanwu County should not be too young.

Maybe you won't care about the side effects...

It’s just a pity for Feng Yao, he is so young and has to get up at night.

No, after what Feng Yao experienced this time, he should not care about this side effect.

Seeing that the boxing man's expression was not right, Wen Yan quickly spoke up, interrupting his own thoughts.

"Feng Yao is not the minister of Nanwu County."

"Do you think I'm stupid? Whoever gives orders, reports to the superiors, and conveys the superiors' instructions after returning, is the minister!"

"You're right. Feng Yao is not the minister. I've always been dissatisfied with that." Wen Yan gave him a thumbs up and continued to ask.

"What happened then? Can you tell me?

I have to help solve it. Feng Yao is still being rescued. If Feng Yao dies too, there will be no minister here.

You don't want that bastard Tsai Heizi to come back as minister, do you?"

The boxing villain was slightly startled and took a breath of cold air with a look of horror.

"Cai Heizi is such a wicked person, he died on purpose just because of this, right?
Come back to be the minister after you die, and let me work without paying me any salary!

I really underestimated him!"

"Then you should help and don't let Feng Yao die. I promise to personally propose to the director general later and let Feng Yao be the director!"

The boxing villain was much more serious this time and thought about it carefully.

"Something has suddenly entered Feng Yao's dream, it should be very powerful.

There it transformed into an exceptionally gigantic hand, larger than the island.

It's a pity that it doesn't have much power to actually enter.

It transformed into a thick nail and pierced Feng Yao's belly.

He forcibly woke Feng Yao up from her dream, and then dragged her away without letting her fully wake up.

There has been no minister here for such a long time, Tsai Ing-wen is so bad.

It took me a while to figure out who was the leader.

Can I bear it?

Of course I couldn't stand it, so I broke the other person's nails immediately.

By the way, let Fengyao pay my salary."

"Has that guy been here again?" "No."

"Can he come again?"

"Can't you see for yourself? It's such a big crack, it will definitely come back."

"Okay, thank you for your help. After Feng Yao recovers, I will ask him to pay you on time."

"Okay, so what about this time? I came here specifically to answer your question."

"I can't send it to you. I can't hurt you, and you can't hurt me. Let Feng Yao replenish it for you later."

"That won't work. One is one and two is two."

After the boxing man finished speaking, he suddenly swung his fist and punched Wen Yan's prostate.

Wen Yan watched quietly without moving. He actually wanted to give it a try to see if this villain could influence him.

Since there were a lot of aliens in the house, some of them ate yang energy, some ate fire, some ate meat, some ate paper money, some ate bones, and some ate stones and poisonous insects, Wen Yan was now able to accept the differences between aliens and humans quite quickly.

This boxing guy gets paid by punching other people's prostates. Wen Yan thinks this is normal and doesn't question it at all.

The moment the boxing man's fist hit him, Wen Yan didn't feel anything, but the next moment, he seemed to hear a low growl in his ears.

In an instant, a dark blue flame suddenly appeared and enveloped Wen Yan's body.

The boxing man cried out, retracted his hands, and his gloves were on fire.

Wen Yan quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed, and as he thought, the flames were caught back by him.

The boxing man ran away whimpering, cursing, wondering why he could never meet any good people.

Tsai's haters are good at refusing to pay their debts, and then they refuse to pay their debts by not appointing a minister, and now here comes a poor and arrogant guy...

Wen Yan felt the faint blue flame on his body. This was the extra power gained after the skeleton dog climbed up the stone gate.

Before, he only felt that after the color changed, the nature also changed a little, which made his mind become unusually clear.

This might be the reason why he was able to discover the connection between Purgatory and old dreams.

Especially after he discovered that even if the two pieces of information were placed together, others would not be able to connect the two together, he realized that he could not break that layer of window paper for no reason.

Unexpectedly, this blue flame has other uses.

Wen Yan wanted to talk to the boxing man, but he had disappeared.

Wen Yan took another look at Feng Yao's bubble, then turned and left.

After opening his eyes, Wen Yan saw his own four-eyed dog standing beside him, making low growling sounds, as if it had encountered an enemy and was issuing a warning.

Wen Yan picked up the skeleton dog and rubbed its head hard.

"Good dog, you are getting smarter and smarter."

He blessed the skeleton dog with yang energy and watched the skeleton dog's tail shake like a propeller.

After the puppy was enlightened, it became obviously much smarter and no longer like before, when all its power came from its fake body.

Wen Yan stood up from the recliner and saw that the incense in the incense burner was about to burn out, so he added three more incense sticks.

When I came out of the underground with the skeleton dog and reached the living room, I saw Dao Ge standing outside, craning his neck to look inside.

Wen Yan still had to go see Feng Yao, so when he left, he bowed to Dao Ge.

"Brother Dao, please take care of the house. I have to go out."

"You can go ahead, I'm here." Dao Ge immediately stood up straight with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

After Wen Yan left, Dao Ge circled around the skeleton dog several times, clicking his tongue.

"My god, you really made it to heaven, you are so lucky. If that cowardly thing in front of me saw you now, I wouldn't even need to send it to heaven gently. It would be so angry that it would die on the spot just by looking at you.

But you are lucky, that's what you deserve."

The skeleton dog wagged its tail and barked at Dao Ge.

Dao Ge held his head high and glanced sideways toward the window.

"Silly cat, what did this idiot say?"

"It said it hugs its thighs well, you should learn from it."

"You silly cat, you are talking nonsense again, do you think I am stupid? Is this something a fool can say? You are such a coward."

The cat was furious. When it comes to translation, of course you just need to translate the meaning.

It flapped its wings and was about to teach Dao Ge a lesson, but suddenly it remembered that Wen Yan had left. If it got beaten, it would be in vain.

The sparrow cat flew away with its neck stretched out, not arguing with Dao Ge.

On the other side, Wen Yan returned to the Lieyang tribe of Yuzhou. Feng Yao's operation had not yet ended. After waiting for a while, it came to the abdominal closure stage.

At this point, it is basically completed.

Soon, the doctor who had been guarding in the observation room conveyed the good news to everyone.

The operation was successful, and now we're just waiting for the person to wake up.

Then the middle-aged doctor pulled Wen Yan aside and told him that if Feng Yao had not had some power to protect him, Feng Yao would have died at least three times.

The total amount of blood loss is at least equivalent to giving an adult's blood five times.

If there were no safety net, even if the patient was rescued, there would be serious sequelae.

So far, it is going well and should be able to return to normal. The final abdominal closure was done with cosmetic injections. The epidermal scar will be much smaller after recovery.

If it were too dangerous, or there was a risk of a second operation, the person who would do the final stitching would certainly not be in the mood to take the initiative to try such a tactic.

In the Lieyang Division, field workers often get injured, and we have learned some experience here.

For some non-fatal injuries, doctors will even ask whether you want a scar.

After confirming that Feng Yao was no longer in danger, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

If it were somewhere else, the patient would definitely be pushed to the ICU, and the doctor would only tell the family that the operation went smoothly, but whether the patient could survive in the end depends on whether he can wake up.

Wen Yan went to the ICU to take a look and asked someone to hang the amulet on Feng Yao's bedside as an extra layer of protection.

Two hours later, when it was already dawn, Feng Yao finally woke up.

After confirmation, except for the weak points, everything else is still optimistic.

After confirming this, Feng Yao asked to go to the general ward so as not to occupy the already limited ICU resources in the department. This place was reserved for front-line field staff in case of emergency.

Another reason was that Feng Yao felt that he could not fall down. His stay in the ICU was a huge blow to morale.

A minister of Nanwu County died a few months ago. Now, he, the acting minister as he was jokingly called internally, was almost killed in his own base and was even admitted to the ICU.

If everyone saw this, I don't know what kind of rumors it would spread.

At Feng Yao's insistence, the doctor confirmed it again and again, and after various test results came out, the doctor reluctantly gave in and let Feng Yao return to the general ward.

Back in the general ward, Feng Yao looked pale and Wen Yan was sitting next to him.

"Don't look at it. You can't eat anything now. You have to wait. How do you feel now?"

“Living in an office can save lives.”

"???" Wen Yan was speechless: "I asked you how you feel, not this."

"I feel okay. It doesn't hurt too much. Let me tell you what happened before."

"You don't need to tell me. I've been outside your dream and seen the boxing man. I know what happened. You should take a good rest and don't worry about it. You keep saying you can't take it anymore and then you can roll more than anyone else."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Feng Yao said a few words and fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Yan looked at the sleeping Feng Yao, hung the amulet again on the head of his bed, blessed him with a violent sun, and then blessed Feng Yao with yang energy again, and then blessed him once with the water official talisman to relieve disasters.

Then he pulled over a recliner to accompany the bed and rested beside it.

Logically speaking, if I guessed correctly, if Feng Yao encountered it, he should also encounter it.

It is also possible that when he was at home, there were too many big guys suppressing him, so there was no reaction.

Wen Yan leaned over, lay down beside Feng Yao's bed, and slowly fell asleep.

This time, after falling asleep, the place I dreamed of was not my home.

But in a dilapidated small city.

The sky was dark and gloomy, and the world seemed to have lost its color.

Not long after walking out, Wen Yan stopped. He saw the corpses on the side of the road and a person leaning against the wall in the distance, constantly banging his head against the wall, like a zombie.

Wen Yan saw words here. In the garbage in the corner, there were foreign languages ​​on many packaging bags, newspapers and plastics.

Wen Yan frowned slightly. He was dreaming about himself, so how could he end up in such a haunted place?

Gauss had given him a chance to master a language before, and although the effect wasn’t particularly impressive, he could still understand common vocabulary.

Wen Yan came to the garbage dump and read the contents of the newspaper.

Florida?

Is it really related to that world boss?
(End of this chapter)