I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 515: One bowl down, no mutton (5k)

Wen Yan didn't dare to stay in Wudang Mountain for long. As soon as he arrived, he was pulled here for a small meeting, and there might be other things to come later.

To be honest, Wen Yan himself was also quite worried. He now felt that the curator's concerns seemed to have some truth to them.

So during the Chinese New Year, he didn't dare to call the director or go to wish him a happy new year. The director would definitely be happier if he didn't go.

But Wen Yan still felt that there was a bit of prejudice here.

Criminal investigators see more cases, doctors handle more patients, and employees in funeral homes see more dead bodies in a year than most people see in their entire lives. Isn't this normal?
Having said that, Wen Yan still ran away early. Even if others came to thank him in person, he would rather not participate.

Wen Yan left and headed straight for Qingcheng Mountain without stopping.

When he arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, he paused, thought for a while, and found a small house on the side of the road. It looked like a normal roadside decoration. He sensed the yin energy inside and felt that the other party should not have slept yet.

He knocked on the little door.

"Excuse me for bothering you, but I have something to ask you."

There was a mumbling sound coming from the small door, the window was opened, and a little head appeared.

"Who is it? Why are you disturbing my sweet dreams so early in the morning on New Year's Day?"

Apia stretched his head and saw Wen Yan, followed by Feng Wei and Tong Si.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Wen. What are you doing here so early?"

"You are not worthy of being my senior brother."

"Of course, of course. Taoist Qingxuzi brought him here personally, so he must be my senior brother. What's the matter, Senior Brother Wen?"

"Come here to wish Taoist Qingxuzi a happy new year. This isn't a visit to relatives, so the first day of the new year is more appropriate.

If we were any later, we might not be able to get in line and miss the rituals during the New Year.

I just want to ask you, bro, are you busy today? "

"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, except for some people going to the front mountain to burn incense, the rest of the people are very idle. You can go up. Taoist Qingxuzi is probably hiding in the back mountain."

"Okay, thank you, old man, and Happy New Year." Wen Yan stretched out a hand, made a finger, pointed in the air, and gave the ghost some yang energy as a thank you gift.

"Oh, Senior Brother Wen, you are too polite. Please forgive me. It is not appropriate for me to lead the way at this time. I will trouble you to go there by yourself. After going up, turn left at the third fork in the road and you will arrive soon. It should be faster."

"Thank you. Goodbye."

After confirming that the people in Qingcheng were all idle today and there were not even any rituals, Wen Yan felt relieved and strode towards the back mountain.

Come to think of it, it made sense. He remembered that the last time he was in Qingcheng, he was reading and studying, and chatting with some ghosts. All the activities in Qingcheng would not start until the seventh or ninth day of the first lunar month at the earliest. He could not remember clearly.

In the past few days, according to convention, it was the front mountain that received the living people.

Wen Yan walked forward, moving quickly through the mountains. Occasionally, someone or a ghost would stick his head out on the road, take a look, and after realizing it was Wen Yan, he would do what he was supposed to do.

Qingxuzi said last time that Wen Yan’s Taoist name is Buyu, and Buyu Taoist is from their Qingcheng.

Since Qingxuzi personally chose this Taoist name for Wen Yan and he was also his disciple, other people didn't bother to care what Wen Yan was doing.

Wen Yan walked forward and came to the back mountain, where he saw Qingxuzi holding a one-meter-long brush and writing runes on a huge gourd that was more than two meters high.

"Master, may the new year be auspicious and your journey be smooth."

Wen Yan waved from a distance and shouted some auspicious words.

When Qingxuzi turned around and saw Wen Yan, his brows immediately relaxed.

"Why are you coming to me on New Year's Day? This is not a good omen."

"There are all kinds of demons, ghosts and gods in my house. We live right next to a major intersection. What's auspicious or unlucky? Stop saying such things."

"Why? Is there anyone who says that?"

"A friend of mine who is a doctor also said it was unlucky for me to go to his workplace during Chinese New Year."

Qingxuzi laughed.

"Yeah, why do you care about auspiciousness or inauspiciousness? You are the one who has no taboos."

"Master, what are you doing?"

"It was custom-made by the Lieyang Tribe, specifically targeting large numbers of ghosts that are individually weak.

Today I will draw the talismans needed for the first day of the Lunar New Year. After that, I will wait until the Lantern Festival is over and offer them until Qingming Festival, and they will be almost ready for use.

Unfortunately, it is a simplified version. The real thing will take a century to complete all the procedures.

In order to truly achieve the maximum effect, it must be enshrined in the main hall for at least sixty years.

Unfortunately, the gourds that once existed in Qingcheng were either destroyed or lost during the hundreds of years of the Dharma Ending Age.

Until now, there is no complete version of Hulu. "

Qingxuzi put away his pen, with a hint of regret in his tone.

Wen Yan looked at the gourd and secretly clicked his tongue. It would take seventy-two years to make the flagship version of the gourd.

Even if it is a castrated version of the youth version, it will take several months to understand what Xuzi means.

It seems that after the Nanyang Alliance sent out millions of ghosts, the Lieyang Tribe had already started making corresponding plans.

"How powerful is this thing? Is there a smaller one?"

"This thing is useless to you. It's only effective against ordinary ghosts or dead souls. If it's a little bit stronger, it won't work at all.

This thing is actually just a small magic tool to temporarily capture ghosts.

The Lieyang Tribe insisted on having one, so I spent my time and energy to make one.

You have no use for it at all. If you like it, I'll give you a small one as a decoration."

As Qingxuzi spoke, he came to a room on the side and pushed open the door. On the wooden shelf inside, there were various gourds. He picked up a red gourd and threw it to Wen Yan.

“The smaller the gourd, the more difficult it is to make it fully powerful. Over the past few decades, a lot of them have been wasted.

This red gourd can be used to store wine. If you can catch a drunkard and put him in there to soak for a month, you can harvest a kind of wine called Yizhongdao.

It is one of the few alcoholic beverages that ghosts can drink directly.

In your Nanwu County, there is a saying that goes "trick the devil into eating tofu".

We have a similar saying here, called "Mongolian ghost drinks a little wine".

The extended meanings are different, but the literal meaning of the wine is this kind of wine that can be poured out in one go.

Generally, after drinking a small cup of ghost drugs, people will become completely drunk like humans.

In the past, young disciples of Qingcheng would carry a gourd with them when they went out. If they encountered a troublesome ghost, they would trick the ghost into drinking.

When I was fourteen, I met a ghost, and I defeated him using this method. "

Qingxuzi held the gourd with a hint of nostalgia in his expression.

At that time, we didn’t eat well and didn’t get enough nutrition. A fourteen-year-old was like a chick. It was nothing like today’s teenagers, who are often over 1.8 meters tall.

At that time, whenever he wanted to deal with a ghost that was not very strong, he had to use this method.

"Why haven't I heard of it?" Wen Yan held the gourd, a little curious. If it was something that even novice disciples could carry, there was no reason why he had never heard of it.

"It's useless now. Ghosts aren't stupid. It's become a colloquialism for a ghost drinking wine. Do you still expect some idiots to fall for it?"

Qingxuzi replied unhappily, with some regret in his tone.

"Ha..." Wen Yan laughed out loud. He really hadn't figured this out just now. "Okay, then I'll go back and try. By the way, is the wine brewed by the drunkard okay?"

"The effect is even better. To put it in a more mysterious way, this thing intoxicates the soul. In other words, it is roughly equivalent to anesthesia. It directly suppresses the central nervous system and the nervous system. The activity of consciousness is lowered to the lowest level, so low that you won't even dream."

"Hey, wouldn't this be great as an anesthetic?"

"What good are you thinking? How can you use alcohol as an anesthetic? Even if this inhibition is reversible, it is not suitable for ordinary people to use casually.

The Lieyang Tribe had already studied it. It can be used in emergencies or to fool little ghosts, but it's better to just use it as a regular anesthetic.

People who drink this wine are actually in a state more like their souls leaving their bodies.

It looks like the result of normal anesthesia, but it is fundamentally different.

If a person with an unstable soul drinks this wine, it could lead to an anesthetic accident."

"Okay..." Wen Yan felt a little regretful. He originally thought that he could find a job for the drunkard.

Wen Yan put the gourd in his pocket, went back to the drunkard to get some fake wine, added some more juice to it, and then gave it to Shui Jun to try, because this water monkey liked to drink fake wine.

The Lieyang tribe sent some genuine grain wine, and it was good wine. However, the wild boar couldn't get used to eating fine bran and complained that the wine was not good.

The Lieyang tribe didn't dare to really send fake wine... In the end, the matter came back to Wen Yan. At least Wen Yan really dared to send fake wine, and he did so with a clear conscience.

Wen Yan wanted to talk more with Qingxuzi, but Qingxuzi pulled him around in the mountains and introduced him to everyone he met as the Buyu Taoist from Qingcheng, who had come to pay New Year's greetings specially on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Qingxuzi even took Wen Yan to meet the strange creatures around Qingcheng. No matter whether he knew them or not, he would introduce them to them again.

Finally, he went to the front mountain and pulled Wen Yan to sit in front of the fortune-telling table. They sat there and interpreted the fortunes for two hours.

Before long it was noon, and he took Wen Yan to the cafeteria to have a meal before letting her go.

“If you have anything else to do, just go home and don’t go anywhere else.

It’s New Year’s Day, why are you running around?

It's just like our Qingcheng, on New Year's Day, you're so idle that you're just scratching the wall, and everyone else is so busy that they don't have time to care about you."

Wen Yan took a sip of water and nodded helplessly. He was not going to run away and was going to go back first.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Qingxuzi dragged him into fooling people. It was obvious that he could only say nice things today. In the end, he felt that fooling people was detrimental to his merits.

He ran away quickly.

Qingxuzi was very satisfied, his face was beaming, and he looked more pleasing to everyone.

Wen Yan ran away but did not go home directly. He went to see King Guilong first and told him to pay attention to the passing ships.

King Guilong has been quite honest recently and has been practicing diligently. After being knocked down a level once, he has become much calmer now.

"If you find out, just sink it into the river!"

When King Guilong heard what Wen Yan said, he became furious.

Of course, King Guilong did not care about the possibility of cannibalism and used the Xijiang River for transportation.

But it was the previous owner, Mr. Tao, who opened a cannibalistic restaurant. He had just been on the rain-worshiping platform and was skinned only a few months ago. The rain-worshiping platform is still standing by the West River.

Now there may be some blind people who are using Xijiang to do this. Is it a trick to hide the truth under the lamp? Or is it a slap in the face?

Let’s not discuss whose face was hit, but King Guilong was unhappy when he heard it.

What do you mean? The dragon clan did something that would get them killed. Well, I dare to do the same thing and pass by the place where your dragon clan was killed.

"No need to sink the river. If you find anything, just let me know."

"Okay, I'll take care of this myself."

"Don't alert the enemy. Those guys used the method of creating animals to transform people into sheep. Now they have come up with this. It is obvious that they have a mature transportation chain, not just one or two people."

"I understand. I won't do anything. I'll just watch."

Wen Yan repeatedly reminded King Guilong to take it easy, and now King Guilong is more obedient than before.

After thinking for a while, Wen Yan stretched out his hand and patted King Guilong, and a violent sun was added to him.

"Just think of it as a New Year's bonus. I'm leaving now and will come back another day."

After Wen Yan left, King Guilong felt the power bestowed on his body, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This feeling has changed.

Although the Yang energy in Wen Yan was still very strong, it was obviously not as violent as before. It was like the scorching sun rising into the sky, growing stronger and stronger.

Although he was blessed with such a huge amount of Yang energy today, he only felt that Yang energy slowly flowing through his body. If he didn't do anything with it, only warmth would remain.

Moreover, there is an indescribable feeling in it, which makes it seem more intimate.

King Guilong couldn't remember why this happened. He was only sure that he had never come into contact with it before.

He looked at his reverse scale, which was circling with a halo and was slowly absorbing the blessed power. He could probably feel that Wen Yan seemed to have made progress again. His yang energy was even greater than before, but he was also more... docile than before?
King Guilong was in a good mood and he really hoped that Wen Yan would get better and better.

Of course, this good mood was soon disturbed by what happened next.

As an old antique who has lived for a long time and also slept for a long time, King Guilong actually has a bad impression of those man-eating guys at most, but he has not yet reached the point of hating them.

He had also heard of many changes in this term, such as military rations, two-legged sheep, etc.

It's just that he has been with his mother since he was a child, and the education he received is biased towards humans, so his basic moral concepts are more like those of humans.

The biggest reason for doing this this time was that Wen Yan came to ask for help, and also, he felt like someone had shit on his face, and finally he was disgusted with these guys.

After summoning the old turtle, King Guilong was thinking about how to do this. Wen Yan said that he must not alert the enemy, but he still had to keep an eye on it. He certainly couldn't just keep an eye on it, and he couldn't tell his subordinates the real situation.

When the old turtle came, King Guilong stared.

"Find someone to watch and see which boats have sheep or people are eating sheep. Tell me as soon as you find them."

"Dragon King, this..."

"What the hell, someone shit on my head, how can I just let it go? I didn't sink their boat because I was giving face to Wen Yan. Keep a close eye on them. If you find anything, tell me immediately. You can also tell Wen Yan and let him handle it."

"understand……"

"You understand shit, listen carefully..."

After a while, the old turtle swam away from Guilong King and found the big grass carp. He conveyed the news in accordance with his own understanding and exaggerated it.

"Some people are so uncivilized that they eat sheep bones and throw them into the river and into the temple of the Dragon King.

There were also people who brought sheep, and the sheep all shit on the Dragon King's head.

This is too bad. It is intolerable.

Remember, keep an eye out and see which ship has sheep or people eating mutton, and write it down.

Then tell Lord Wen."

The big grass carp stared with confused eyes.

"Why don't you report to Lord Dragon King?"

"You are stupid, the Dragon King is so angry that he wants to sink all the boats in the river.

What if we tell Lord Dragon King and he gets into big trouble because of his impulse?
Can we just watch Lord Dragon King act impulsively?

Of course, I will tell Lord Wen and let him handle it."

"You make a lot of sense."

The big grass carps agreed. They were all busy accumulating merits now, and of course they couldn't let anyone ruin their achievements, not even the Dragon King.

No, no, they should not let Lord Dragon King make such a mistake.

Then the rumor began to spread among the water monsters in the Xijiang River.

In the end, several versions of the story were spread. There was even a version that said a sheep demon, when passing by the Xijiang River, seemed to sense the Guilong King at the bottom of the river, and deliberately defecated on the Guilong King's head to provoke him.

If he had not been stopped by someone, King Guilong would have pulled all the people and monsters on the boat, along with the boat, into the river on the spot.

From today on, ships passing through the Xijiang River are not allowed to carry sheep, including anything that looks like sheep. They are also not allowed to eat mutton, and the smell of sheep is not allowed to enter the river.

Whoever discovered it would tell the old turtle immediately and ask him to call for help, so as to prevent the Guilong King from discovering it first and sinking the boat into the river in a fit of impulse.

When that time comes, don’t expect that there will be no new drownings in the West River. King Guilong might get so angry that all the merits of the water monsters in the entire West River would be wiped out.

Although the news was a bit biased, the result was actually a good one.

In the Xijiang River Basin, the best atmosphere is found in the large area of ​​several hundred kilometers in Decheng. The water monster directly and openly said that he wanted to accumulate merits.

In other places, no matter what they say, their bodies are more honest than one another. They may say they disdain, but their actual actions are: if you dare to die in my area, I will fight you to the death.

尤其是德城往上游走，到了骆越郡这片，最近已经有传闻，说江中有妖怪，酷爱揍人。

Last month, when the weather was not so cold, two kids were so daring that they went directly into the river to play. They were beaten by a monster in the water. The two kids came back still crying and shouting that there was a monster in the water. The monster said, don’t let it see it again, otherwise it will beat you every time it sees it.

Then, the two little brats went home and got beaten up in mixed doubles again.

Since then, none of the little kids from the nearby villages dared to go down the levee, which can be said to be a very effective method.

On the evening of the first day of the Lunar New Year, some people were burning paper by the river, and people from the nearby villages were throwing offerings and praying as they did so.

"Water God bless you, if my son disobeys and goes into the water, I will beat him severely. Don't beat him to death or cripple him, but beat him to death."

As the villagers spoke, they threw offerings into the river.

The water monster hiding under the water was about to start eating, but after smelling the sacrifice, it couldn't help but make a sound.

"Can you please stop throwing away the mutton? No one eats mutton here, and Lord Dragon King hates the smell the most."

(End of this chapter)