I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 728: Shine and shine, don’t be a scumbag

On the side of the road in the suburbs, Lao Liu stood here, waiting quietly. He came here to wait every day in the past two days.

What happened before had already exceeded his expectations. He had wanted to help out and do what he was most familiar with.

But Wen Yan and his former boss had both disappeared, and he really couldn't get involved in this matter.

Wen Yan is the former boss' uncle and also knows the former boss's mother. Looking at the former boss's timid look, you can tell that his mother is also not an ordinary person and is quite powerful.

After waiting for two days, he himself was actually not sure why he had to wait, but he would not feel at ease if he didn't come here and wait a while.

Suddenly, he saw Wen Yan's figure appear in front of him. It didn't feel abrupt at all, as if Wen Yan was there.

But he looked left and right and waited for several seconds, but did not see his former boss show up, and his mood immediately became a little complicated.

He drove up, stopped beside Wen Yan, got out and opened the door.

"Sir, I'm here to pick you up."

Wen Yan didn't refuse and got in the car. Lao Liu just asked a question.

"Sir, would you like to go to the south of the city to take a shower? Old Chen just disinfected the bath center today and added some new equipment."

Wen Yan nodded. He knew what Lao Liu wanted to ask and did not hide it.

“My oldest nephew went back to his mother’s house and had a new start.

Later, at the invitation of his mother, I adopted him as my godson.

You don't have to worry, he is absolutely safe with his mother.

As for other matters, they are their family affairs, and I can’t say anything about them.”

Wen Yan spoke very sincerely, and Lao Liu had nothing to say.

Old Liu actually knew that the inside story was probably not as simple as it was said, but he was also sure that Wen Yan would definitely not lie to him about such a thing.

Wen Yan followed Lao Liu to the Bath King's bath center. It was unknown where Chen Tao got the advice from, but he even prepared a welcome package for them when they arrived.

Pomelo leaves, kumquat leaves, cypress leaves, and mugwort leaves all have the functions of removing disease, removing foul air, washing away mold, and driving away evil spirits.

After Wen Yan came in, he found three people, one was a dusty monster, and the others were two, one was a warrior, and the other should also be a professional.

The bath scrubbing king was holding a cypress leaf in a mysterious manner, pretending to wash away the bad smell for people.

Wen Yan knew at a glance that this guy was just pretending and there was nothing mysterious about him.

But judging from the customer's expression, he is clearly convinced by the Bath Scrubbing King.

Wen Yan didn't bother him and took a bath and a sauna. After coming out, he heard the bath scrubbing king say that this was the idea given by Lao Liu.

On the one hand, it is to increase the service items and provide more means of generating income. The bath scrubbing king does not care whether he can make a lot of money or not, so this matter still has another meaning.

The Bath Scrubbing King is, after all, the descendant of the Mayi School, and he personally does such supernatural things. If outsiders who come to Decheng know this news, they will probably come and try it out with the attitude of believing it is true rather than not.

Of course, there may be another main reason. It is because here at Scrub King, for more than 24 yuan, you can get a bath and accommodation, and even meals for hours. There are buffets in the morning, noon, evening and night. Now all that’s missing is an Internet cafe.

By doing this, outsiders will have a fixed place where they can register on their own initiative.

According to this line of thinking, the Bath Scrubbing King is very happy and lively, and he can continue to touch the bones. The probability of having suitable bone structure among these people is much higher than that of randomly picking ordinary people.

By the way, the local Lieyang tribe would certainly be happy to see this happen, and Wen Yan would probably be happy to hear it too.

If those outsiders were asked to take the initiative to report and register with the local Lieyang tribe, most of them might not be willing to do so.

But normally people come here to welcome guests, and the big boss of the Mayi faction does it personally, and the price is very affordable, so I guess as long as you don't cause trouble, you will be happy to do it.

From yesterday to today alone, four professionals and a monster have come to Decheng, and none of them have registered with the Lieyang Department.

That monster said he wanted to settle down here and open a leather bag studio.

A lot of information has been obtained silently, and the atmosphere is quite harmonious. However, it may not be so easy to get people from the Lieyang Tribe to come.

After hearing this, Wen Yan indeed agreed with this approach.

Old Liu is really a talented person. It's a pity that he just retired and became a salted fish.

Why retire? Keep shining.

He would personally check on the progress of Lao Liu's family's move and see how matters like transferring schools were going.

If Old Liu were to shine, the stability coefficient of Decheng would have to increase. After all, there are many things to do, too many and too complicated to be handled by people from the Lieyang Tribe.

And who in Decheng can we rely on to handle all these numerous and complicated matters?
Should we rely on Gao Si? Should we rely on Pei Tugou? Or should we rely on Wen Yan to intervene?
Especially now that there are more and more foreign settlers in Decheng, Wen Yan himself knows that it is not appropriate to rely directly on the Lieyang Tribe. Many professionals and aliens want to live a stable life, but they also don't want to have any contact with the Lieyang Tribe.

Are you counting on Pei Tugou? It's so funny, is there not enough street lamp pendants in Decheng?
Wen Yan pulled the bath scrubbing king and asked him to add more responsibilities to Lao Liu little by little, and let everything develop naturally. Don't put a lot of work on people right away, as they will definitely not do it.

"You really deserve to be hung on the street lamp." The bath scrubbing king couldn't help but complain after hearing this.

"Now these things are Lao Liu's own ideas." Wen Yan retorted.

The Bath Scrubbing King had nothing to say. Indeed, apart from the bathing ceremony, all other matters were handled by Lao Liu. Running his small stall, Lao Liu seemed very relaxed, it was not even a pastime.

His ability is limited, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to add more burden to Lao Liu bit by bit.

Wen Yanle left happily and returned home. As soon as she came back, she heard from the housekeeper that Luo Shen lived with Miss Qi and never left. Except for every night, when Luo Shen could be seen taking a walk like a ghost, she could not be seen at other times.

Wen Yan was too lazy to care. After connecting his phone to the Internet, he asked Black Box to organize the recordings that his nephew had given him and hand them over to the director general.

As for how they confirm the authenticity, that is none of his business.

Wen Yan also turned some of the things that she had seen in her godson's previous life's dream that needed to be confirmed into tasks and handed them over to Black Box.

Anything that the black box cannot find out clearly will be turned into a task and handed over to professionals.

Black boxes are not omnipotent. For example, a lot of information is never stored in electronic form.

Wen Yan did not mention the matter of the other He Bo, as he was afraid that if he did, something might happen.

After this matter, he will go to talk to Lu Xingwei in person.

He is now busy practicing and digesting his gains.

The Great Dream Snake Mother was very generous. The trace of power she gave him before had been completely digested and integrated into his body. The treasures she gave him later still needed to be studied slowly.

The reason why he was in a hurry to try it was that after he came back and was practicing the method of cultivating the soul, he immediately felt something was wrong.

He just learned the method of cultivating the primordial spirit taught by the old Taoist priest to consolidate or strengthen other aspects. He did not even have a soul, so it was impossible for him to practice Taoism, and naturally it was impossible for him to cultivate the primordial spirit.

But today, when I finished my daily practice and started to delve into the method of the soul, I inexplicably felt that a trace of power emerged, which seemed to be there and not there, illusory and unreal.

When it is hazy, you can feel it, but when you look for it carefully, it seems like a mirage in the mirror and there is actually nothing.

After a night, when the sun rose, Wen Yan, who had been standing in the backyard in the Wuji stance, slowly opened his eyes.

He stood in the same place, but what he saw was a blurry shadow, as if he was standing at the junction of the present world and the old dream.

He "saw" something above his head, and vaguely saw something whose outline was still illusory and blurry in this situation.

The moment his mind fluctuated a little, he could no longer see, and everything around him suddenly became clear.

Wen Yan stood there, silent for a long time. The Great Dream Foundation given by the Great Dream Snake Mother seemed to have some magical effect.

He looked at the sky.

Then he went to get some breakfast and staggered to the door of the old Taoist's house.

He saw the thin and frail old Taoist priest already in the yard, practicing Tai Chi slowly.

"I brought you some homemade breakfast. Would you like some? The soy milk is freshly ground."

The old Taoist priest slowly finished his practice and asked casually while eating without being polite.

"Just say whatever you want to say. You talk yours and I eat mine."

"Hey, you misunderstood me. I just came to bring you some breakfast. I was away from home a few days ago. I only came back last night."

"Nothing? Then let's eat together. Don't talk while eating or sleeping. Stop talking."

"Well, I have something to do with my cultivation, and I would like to ask you for some advice."

"Ah……"

Wen Yan pretended not to hear and continued talking about the problems he encountered in his practice.

He did not mention the matter of the Great Dream Snake Mother, but only talked about the changes that occurred when he practiced the method of practicing the soul.

Before he could finish his words, the old Taoist priest stopped eating breakfast and stared at him.

After Wen Yan finished speaking, the old Taoist looked him up and down with a strange and complicated look in his eyes.

"You really can't practice Taoism?"

"No, I'm a cultivator."

"Where did you learn the method of turning falsehood into reality? And you have reached such a level. Don't say I taught you. I can't teach you. I don't have this ability. Don't say that the professor of the Lieyang tribe taught you. He can't carve... wood into beautiful jade either."

The old Taoist priest spoke slowly. After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Yan's expression and nodded.

“That’s right. Unless you have been learning since your mother’s womb and are a natural genius, it is possible for you to be able to practice the method of turning the false into the true to such a level.

It is definitely impossible for you to reach this level in such a short time, so it can only be external force.

It has allowed you, a guy who is unable to practice Taoism, to reach this point in such a short time.

There are only three or four kinds of external forces that can be borrowed.

You haven't been at home these days. Did you go to steal the artifact of a god in Europe?
Or, did he go to the old dream to rob?

Or was it just sheer luck that I found a creature that was born and raised by nature and is about to give birth to a soul?"

Having said this, the old Taoist priest raised his eyelids slightly, and virtual lightning seemed to flash in his pupils. The pressure on his body was precisely controlled and enveloped Wen Yan.

In just a second, the old Taoist priest saw an earring slowly appear on Wen Yan's ear.

In the gem at the core of the earring, a little starlight was constantly shining.

The old Taoist blinked his eyes and everything returned to normal.

"Where did you get this thing? This thing should be...cannot be borrowed, right? None of you, the Thirteenth Ancestor of Buyeo, are so arrogant."

"I helped someone with a small favor, and someone gave it to me as a gift."

The old Taoist priest stopped talking. Just a small favor?
Ha ha.

He had only seen such records in heaven, and had never seen it before.

“Just practice normally.

Under normal circumstances, you really cannot condense your primordial spirit.

But to condense a false god, use the false to cultivate the true, and then practice the false to become the true, is indeed a way. "

The old Taoist priest said nothing and continued to eat his breakfast.

People who practice Taoism use the false to cultivate the true, but in this process, the false remains false, a bit like a catalyst.

Strictly speaking, "practicing the fake to make it real" does not have the literal meaning that Wen Yan understands. It has another meaning and is just a reference.

Has it ever been successful in a literal sense?

Yes, among the ancestors of the Tianshi Mansion, there was one who succeeded and left this information in the Heavenly Palace.

The one who can see this information later must be a contemporary Taoist master who has achieved great success in cultivation.

At this time, the Heavenly Master would no longer follow the path recorded in the Heavenly Palace. He would only treat it as a reference to broaden his horizons and know that there is such a path.

That's it.

Of course, when the old Taoist priest was young, he felt that perhaps the ancestor at that time felt that some things were not easy to record or say out loud.

Because the key trigger for turning the fake into reality came from a woman, and the master never married in his life.

Later, the old Taoist thought that he was overthinking. How could he speculate about his own ancestor like that? It must be that his own ancestor wanted to protect the other person.

Later, when I got older, I felt that it was just his ancestor who he simply felt ashamed to talk about.

I didn't tell Wen Yan before because I felt that even if I forced Wen Yan to death, it would be impossible for him to use the false to cultivate the true, and then practice the false to become the true, and condense a primordial spirit out of thin air.

The old Taoist thought about it and simply ignored what Wen Yan said, "It's just a small favor."

It's not possible even if it's not a big help.

There is only one way to cheat this kind of power.

After he finished his meal, he reached out and patted Wen Yan's shoulder, wiped his hands on Wen Yan's shoulder, and spoke earnestly.

"You are still young, don't be so sweet-talking... Well, scumbag, be careful to be struck by lightning."

"???"

A question mark popped up above Wen Yan's head as he looked at the old Taoist priest's back.

What the hell is going on here? Why is he a scumbag? Why is he going to be struck by lightning?

Soon, he ignored this point because he understood what was going on with the situation he encountered during his previous practice.

He condensed a little bit of fake, illusory, prototype of the primordial spirit, which theoretically did not exist in the world.

And because of the foundation of the big dream given by the Big Dream Snake Mother, he had a chance to make the fake come true.

Then he thought of another question.

He began to understand that someone needed help from his godson's previous life.

The greatest help that a godson could provide in his previous life, and the irreplaceable value he brought, might have come from the power of the Great Dream Snake Mother.

And for many guys, the greatest value of this power is probably the possibility of making fake things come true.

(End of this chapter)