I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 642: The River God’s Wife, Digging Out the Head in Half a Day

Wen Yan was driven away, and the professor didn't let him interfere in Huang He's affairs.

This is for his own good, but also to prevent the situation from escalating out of control and to ensure that subsequent events are under control.

Wen Yan didn't insist on attending. Anyway, he didn't think the results would be better if he attended. If the professor asked someone to handle the follow-up matters, it might be smoother.

This group of guys, why do you mess with a scholar who is doing research peacefully?

In the professor's opinion, Wen Yan's standard one-stop service is not rigorous, has many flaws, and is not thorough enough.

At least concrete above C50 was not used, how can we feel at ease?

Wen Yan listened to the professor talking about how to make steel bars from raw materials. If the raw materials meet the standards, how to deal with them, and if they do not meet the standards, how to deal with them. It gave him a headache. He had no intuitive concept of those standards, but he understood them. In just over ten minutes, he came up with three or four sets of placement routes...

Wen Yan chatted with the professor for two hours, and ran away quickly while the professor looked unsatisfied.

I didn’t dare to stay any longer, because if I stayed any longer, the professor would say he was done.

Wen Yan left in a hurry. The professor looked at Wen Yan's back with a smile on his face.

He knew a lot of things, especially about Wen Yan.

So he specifically calculated the time at that time, and he should have met Wen Yan in the underworld.

Unfortunately, they didn't meet in the end. Wen Yan arrived even faster than the shortest time he had estimated.

He knew clearly that this was much faster than Wen Yan's previous speed in passing through the underworld.

The speed at which they appeared at the scene was also much faster than in the past.

In the end, he almost fell into the Yellow River.

The professor knew in his heart that they must have rushed here at their best from the first second they received the news.

Maybe he scared the things in the underworld, so that when he passed through the underworld, the monsters in the underworld were afraid that something might happen to him, and finally they took their anger out on Wen Yan.

Let Wen Yan take some things and bring them back, and also let Wen Yan take the opportunity to win over the aliens in the underworld and calm people's hearts.

The Lieyang Tribe is really helpless in that place, and the three mountains and five peaks are also scratching their heads. In the future, they will have to rely on the power of the alien creatures in the underworld.

Just as I was thinking about it, the director of headquarters called.

"Don't call me anymore. Wen Yan has left. I didn't let him get involved. I'm taking it easy and didn't say much."

"..." The head of the headquarters sighed. Never mind. He didn't expect the professor to say nothing. "What are you going to do?"

"First go to the Yellow River to dig up an iron ox, and then dig up some bones."

"Do you know where it is?"

"Except for the Iron Ox that was already on the riverbank, there are only two suitable targets, one from the 14th year of Tianbao, and the other from the 20th year of Yongle.

Based on the location of the river at that time, we can infer roughly where it is, invite a Taoist priest to open a ceremony, and use the equipment to scan it.

Although there are no major changes in the course of the middle and upper reaches, there are some small deviations in the river channel over time.

There is a high probability that the original body of the Iron Ox that was thrown into the river is no longer in the river.

The difficulty of digging it out will be reduced again."

The director general was slightly stunned when he heard this. He had made a plan beforehand, mobilized manpower, and even asked someone to suppress a section of the river surface to ensure smooth excavation within the river.

Unexpectedly, the professor directly said that the target was most likely not in the river.

If there were no professor, even if the Lieyang Tribe mobilized manpower and worked hard for several days, they would probably gain nothing.

Because the plan prepared in advance was to really go dig in the river...

You said these guys, it's okay, why did you mess with the professor.

It’s just that the director-general can’t say anything about this matter, so please don’t interfere.

Forget it. It's better to spend energy on messing with these people than coming back and having a good chat with my own people.

As long as Wen Yan doesn't go astray, everything will be fine.

The professor has extremely high authority over various records. As time goes by, it has gradually developed that because he knows too much, the confidential records and information known by the professor are actually safer.

The people in the Lieyang Tribe were reluctant to let the professor say anything.

No one knows what will come next, or whether they can bear it.

It may be just an ordinary sentence, but the information contained in it can turn a person into an idiot.

When the professor focused his attention, he made rapid progress, and in just a short while, he had tracked down the most likely target and was now narrowing down its location.

Not long after Wen Yan left, after it got dark, the professor invited a fellow Taoist to the bank of a small tributary to pay tribute to the dead soul.

The professor folded a few paper boats by himself, and finally took out a few talismans. On the back of the talismans were written the birth date and name.

The professor selected for a long time and picked out one of the talismans and pasted it on the paper boat. As the ritual began, the paper boat was placed in the quiet river and floated down smoothly.

As the paper boat disappeared into the night, when the ritual was halfway through, negative energy was seen rising on the river surface, stirring up water vapor and turning it into mist. A black-sailed boat was seen silently going upstream from the mist downstream.

The boat stopped at the shore, and a woman in ancient costume walked out of it.

The woman saw the professor standing on the shore, with the smell of incense surrounding him and some familiar things on the altar.

The professor bowed when he saw the female ghost appear.

"Time is limited, so I won't waste my words. I will ask someone to help you get rid of it. Please do me a favor."

"Who are you?" The female ghost frowned slightly, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

“You can call me professor. Thirty years ago, a tomb in the northern part of Guanzhong County was dug by tomb robbers.

The rainy season was approaching, and the archaeological team conducted a rescue excavation and unearthed an ancient tomb.

There was a silk book in the ancient tomb. After it was restored, the records on it were revealed.

There is a record about you above. In order to save the lives of your entire family, you voluntarily jumped into the river and turned into the new wife of the river god.

Unfortunately, it was already the end of the Dharma, and your death did not bring rain."

At this point, the professor paused slightly, as if he knew what the female ghost was going to ask.

“In the past, no one could help you get rid of it, but now, the Goddess of Salvation has ascended to heaven. Her predecessor was a water ghost.

The person I can ask to help you get rid of your suffering is the one who helped the Goddess of Disaster to ascend to heaven.

I have been selecting for a long time and finally chose you. If you don't want to help, that's okay. It's just a waste of time anyway.

If you are willing and have the opportunity, you can help one person to be freed. "

"My mother..." The female ghost hesitated for a moment, and just as she opened her mouth, the professor spoke directly.

"Your parents' graves have been moved. According to their wishes, they are still in a place where you can see the river."

"Professor, what do you want to do?"

"Let's talk about the situation in this section of the river first. For example, how many river god wives have been resurrected?"

The professor spent a long time choosing, just wanting to pick one who might be revived, might be willing to cooperate, and whose temperament might be different from those ferocious water ghosts. Moreover, it must be a female ghost who has no connection with the ones Wen Yan had seen.

From the first sight, the professor was sure that he had made the right choice. He didn't let Wen Yan take care of it, so of course he had to consider the efficiency issue. What's the point of dealing with just one? It would be best to deal with all these female water ghosts at once.

A year ago, he couldn't draw such a pie, but now it's different.

He believed that with Wen Yan's personality, if he was provoked by something here, he would be very happy to take it all down in one breath.

What's the point of digging one? You have to prepare for a rainy day.

The professor chatted with the female ghost and obtained some information from her. This information was the starting point of some intelligence, which could greatly speed up what he was going to do and catch the other party off guard.

When they had almost finished chatting and the ritual was almost over, the female ghost was about to leave on the boat when the professor suddenly said something.

"That person not only has the divine water-related treasure scroll, but is also the contemporary Lieyang."

The female ghost was shocked. She had never heard of Wen Yan, but Lieyang was very famous, so she naturally knew him.

At that moment, I treated what the professor said as a top priority.

This must be the only chance for her, and the other resurrected water ghosts.

The black-sailed boat disappeared into the darkness, and the negative energy on the river also dissipated.

After the ritual was over, the old Taoist priest who was pulled over by the professor to perform the ritual in the middle of the night sighed.

"You went through so much trouble just for this?"

"It can speed up the process and get ahead of everyone else. At the same time, it can ensure that the scope is large enough. Most importantly, it can avoid unnecessary casualties. The people who actually do the digging are technical personnel and field workers. I can make these preparations, so why not do it? Uh, old man, do you think I am only good at empty talk?"

"I didn't say that..." After the old Taoist priest finished the ritual, he didn't even pack up his things. He turned around and trotted away, not giving the professor a chance to continue speaking.

On the other hand, Wen Yan had already gone to the place the professor mentioned and asked the locals before he found an old store that was still open at this time.

He ordered three servings first, and after tasting them together with Feng Wei and Tong Si, he packed up a portion of mutton in a basin and a crescent-shaped sesame cake and walked on the road to the underworld.

Walking all the way to the crossroads of the underworld, Wen Yan stamped his feet and shouted.

"Zu Sanjiu, your takeaway has arrived."

There was no ordinary summoning of spirits with the blessing of the violent sun, nor any strange phenomena, but it was definitely enough to convey some information.

After waiting for a while, I saw an old ghost with wrinkles on his face, looking quite creepy, running towards me from behind.

When Lao Gui saw Wen Yan, as well as Feng Wei and Tong Si who were following Wen Yan, he was shocked, especially when he saw what Wen Yan was carrying.

Wen Yan personally delivered the takeaway to him?
No, did the old man misunderstand? !
The old ghost hurried over.

"Mr. Wen, this...how can I trouble you to do this in person?"

"Take it. You helped the professor once and just wanted some food. It's only right that I go to Chengcheng in person."

Wen Yan handed the takeaway to Lao Gui, who was hesitant for a long time, not knowing how to thank him.

"You're welcome. If you can find a way home, go home as soon as possible. Just don't do any evil."

When Wen Yan was about to leave, a hint of hesitation flashed across the old ghost's face.

He got the takeaway and just by smelling it, he could tell the taste of the soup and the roasted crescent cakes. Some forgotten memories began to emerge.

This is not an ordinary takeout. Everything in this meal, from the meat to the water for the soup, comes from my hometown.

It had been some time since he recovered, so he naturally knew that the main intersection was in Nanwu County, which was probably very far away from his hometown.

As long as he eats this takeaway, he will definitely be able to find his way home.

"Mr. Wen, recently some guys in the underworld have been in frequent contact with the outside world."

"Yeah." Wen Yan responded. He had known about this for a long time, and it was impossible for him to stop it.

"Someone should be coveting the water system connected to this underworld road." The old ghost gritted his teeth, thinking that since he had found the way home, maybe if he found his hometown, he would get what he wanted and rest in peace. Now he was not afraid of offending anyone, so he just revealed the big news.

"Hmm?" Wen Yan paused, and after a moment's thought, he immediately understood the meaning of these words.

After the expansion of the underworld road, there are many small forks. At the end of one of them is a big river. The crossroads of the main road, facing the dead-end road in the past, is connected to the dark waters.

These water systems will become more and more irreplaceable and important as the spiritual energy recovers and the underworld expands.

And the most important point is that this series of water systems still has no water god.

This is the only thing worth coveting and the foundation, followed by the water system itself.

Wen Yan thought about it, clenched his fingers, and sent a ray of yang energy towards the old ghost in mid-air.

"After you finish eating, leave quickly. Don't delay and don't look back."

Lao Gui left with the takeaway, and Wen Yan also walked up from the intersection.

After walking out, he looked at the sky and sighed lightly. The professor sent him out to deliver takeout and go to Luoyue County to check out the matter of the jade talisman of the Goddess of Salvation.

It was just a delivery job, and it was just a way of saying thank you, which was normal, but as for the matter in Luoyue County, there was no other place to go.

It makes no difference whether he goes or not, since he's not going to fight.

I don’t know what the professor wants to do, but he has to be sent away.

Wen Yan took out his cell phone and asked about the black box.

"What is the professor doing?"

"The professor left a message. If you ask, just tell him: Don't mind your own business."

"Fine……"

Wen Yan practiced in the backyard and rested at home for a night.

By dawn the next day, on the west bank of Guanzhong County, an excavator had dug out a temporary dirt road not far from the river bank.

The equipment sent by the Lieyang Tribe has been found somewhere underground within the areas designated by the professor, where it seems that a large piece of iron is buried.

The iron ox is estimated to weigh more than 30 tons. As long as the range can be narrowed sufficiently and the iron ox is not buried too deep, it will not be difficult to find it.

The iron ox found on the east coast was an iron ox on the shore. After it was found, it was not easy to move because it was too heavy and would be damaged if not handled properly. It could only be left there as a cultural relic for people to visit.

Now that this one is not afraid of damage, all worries are naturally gone.

By noon, the excavation equipment had already dug out a corner more than ten meters underground.

He drained out the water that had seeped in, rinsed the raised bull's head clean, took a photo and sent it to Wen Yan.

The first time Wen Yan saw the photo, he was sure that this was the iron bull he saw in the illusion. The two horns were a bit strange, like a buffalo, and a bit like a yellow cattle, very distinctive.

Wen Yan just replied and after confirming that it was correct, he saw that the photos had been withdrawn, and there was no record of their withdrawal.

Wen Yan looked confused and replied to the professor.

"Confirm what? Did you send it to the wrong person? If you really have nothing to do, go read a book or go to class."

The professor sent me a document with a detailed plan and three ID photos that allowed me to audit the class. The professor arranged relevant courses at three schools, and it was obvious that he had studied the course schedule, so there would be no conflicts in classes.

As for the three schools, located in three counties respectively, Wen Yan looked like he was going to the underworld as if he was going home, so he didn't need to consider this obstacle at all.

Wen Yan put away her phone, feeling somewhat helpless. She was just worried that he couldn't control himself and that something bigger might happen if he went over there. Fine, then she wouldn't ask.

(End of this chapter)