I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 741: Just for Fun, Insect Swarm Gathering
The blurry figure looked back and saw all kinds of strange and twisted illusions swaying in this land between the present world and the old dream. In those illusions, shadows like tentacles shuttled between the strange images.

Intermittent strange laughter echoed here.

"Why are you running? Don't run. I found a fun place and I'll take you there to have some fun.

Hiding here, all the accumulated time and progress have been wasted.

Any later and you won’t be able to find it.

Let’s go quickly. The Sixteenth Patriarch is nothing. Let’s go fight the Thirteenth Patriarch.

If it doesn’t work, go and beat Li Er.

Or try to see a big magical meteor shower.

If you are still not satisfied, I know a shortcut. You can try to find Brother Zheng to play with you."

When the blurry figure turned around, he saw the shadow behind him, which was crawling through the gaps one after another, chasing him like a demon.

The blurry figure became furious, then turned and continued running.

This is what disgusts him the most about the black shadow: it cannot be killed or broken.

He dared to turn around and fight back, and the other party was immediately surprised and dragged him around in his old dream.

That bastard is not just talking nonsense, he is really brave.

On the other hand, the blurry figure tried once, pulling the dark shadow to some dangerous old dream.

The results of it?
He was directly beaten to a pulp by the Sixteenth Patriarch of Buyeo, and only recovered to this day with the help of external forces, and restored to his basic form.

Although the black shadow was also beaten severely, it caught up with them soon and seemed to have not changed at all.

How could he dare to continue dragging the black shadow to the dangerous Gumeng?

He also didn't dare to be dragged to some dangerous place by the shadow.

That’s because yesterday, I was dragged into an old dream, which was when Master Zhang was young.

Fortunately, it was when I was young. If it was the period after the Jiazi Demon-Extermination, considering the current progress of the recovery of spiritual energy, I wouldn't have to run away.

If he can't die, he will probably be suppressed.

The large number of foolish and ignorant people who did not know the consequences of their lives at that time provided a vast amount of cases for reference.

Even if it is Master Zhang, he can't kill everyone at once at the beginning, but the problem is that he can suppress you and slowly find a solution.

Otherwise, where did Wudang get its extremely rich experience in subduing demons?
Without a large number of experiments, where would all the data and conclusions come from?

Even for the demons that have been killed, Wudang still preserves the corresponding experience and methods.

What’s even more hateful is that he was almost crippled again and had a hard time escaping.

When he was leaving, he saw clearly that the evil black shadow was being stepped on by the young Master Zhang.

He thought that the black shadow was finished, but unexpectedly, not long after, the black shadow caught up with him again, and was even more rampant, not looking like it had been beaten at all.

In the gorgeous and distorted scene behind him, which looked like he had eaten poisonous mushrooms, a black shadow was chasing him wildly.

Of course he was not afraid, he had already found a safe way, or how to use Wen Yan's method.

If he really couldn't beat him, he would sell Wen Yan out and bring Wen Yan over.

He wandered around aimlessly, dragging the blurry figure into an old dream from sixty years ago when he was exorcising the demon, and was beaten up again.

Of course, he learned his lesson this time. After hearing the name, he immediately lay down and watched the blurry figure being beaten.

He had been planning to bring Wen Yan over, but just when he mentioned the contemporary Lieyang, the young Master Zhang looked at him for a long while, sang a yes, chanted "There is no two suns in the sky", and then woke up from his old dream.

Then... the young Master Zhang pulled him aside and praised Wen Yan for a long time.

Wen Yan was so cowardly even though he created such a weird thing. I wonder how good of a kid Wen Yan is.

He had heard the Wudang master mention it, but unfortunately the Wudang master was also an inflexible guy and didn't know how to pull people over.

Anyway, he praised Wen Yan for a long time and then let him go. Before leaving, he also taught him some tracking techniques, fearing that he was too useless and would lose the blurry figure.

Well, this technique was also learned from the devil.

During this period, Master Zhang had already laid the foundation for the subsequent Jiazi period of eradicating demons.

After Black Shadow tried lying down when he met a big guy and was ready to shake Wen Yan, he tasted the sweetness and now of course he has to be more rampant, otherwise, this resource would be wasted.

I just hate that blurry figure. Every failure makes me wiser. I will never be fooled again after this failure.

He had originally planned to try taking the blurry figure to Qin, a place he had been to before, to see if he could use the force to kill the blurry figure.

If this problem could be solved, Wen Yan wouldn't have to go to so much trouble to find a solution.

Of course, the idea is nice and the plan is good, but it just can’t be done.

Black Shadow doesn't care, he just plays here.

Well, just chase and play.

The blurry figure probably also felt it, and his mentality became a little bad.

If the black shadow really wanted to accomplish something, and the blurred figure took over and prevented the black shadow from succeeding, then there would be a sense of accomplishment and motivation.

But being dragged by a lunatic, people don't care whether it will succeed or not. Isn't it just a matter of mentality?

At the same time, Wen Yan was also outside and started to invite a professor to help dig out information based on the current video and photo materials.

The professor just took a quick look and said that there was enough information here.

Even if you only know the pattern on the window, it is actually a small piece of the puzzle.

The inheritance of bloodline may indeed be more troublesome, as it requires collecting DNA for tracing.

The inheritance of culture and customs basically has a clear general direction. If you want to trace it back, at least for professors, it is not too difficult, it just takes time.

These things are semi-new to the professor, because there was no system before and they were too complicated.

Customs and accents vary from place to place, and the things related to mysticism here are branched out again and again, and there are complex intersections between them.

It is pure wishful thinking to want to create a completely orderly inheritance diagram.

Because there are really no written records of many things.

This is also one of the reasons why Guanzhong County recruited many old ghosts into the archaeological team.

The simplest way is that before digging the tunnel, someone involved may point out who was buried there before, what burial objects may have been included, and whether there are any means left to prevent tomb robbers.

Or, you can specifically ask whether this person had the habit of taking his work records with him when he was buried.

As for sending a ghost to go in and take a look, this was indeed done in the beginning.

But the tomb was buried tightly, and there were a bunch of bamboo slips burying the dead. Now they have turned into black mud. Even a non-professional ghost could not recognize that they were bamboo slips if he saw them with his own eyes.

Anyway, in the end we need to combine the planning and give comprehensive consideration to decide whose grave should be dug to make room for the subway.

As for the situation where there are no tombs on a line, it has never been considered.

But this kind of thing would not work in Guizhou, as there are not many records. The information that can be obtained from the old ghosts found is limited to a small area and within a certain period of time, so it is not very universal.

As more and more information came out, Wen Yan decisively gave up on this kind of thing. He really couldn't do it, so he should let professionals do professional things.

Three days passed in a flash and the situation began to change.

The people in the company received a notice from the tattooed man, asking them to leave as soon as possible. The village would be closed in a few days for activities. If they really wanted to come, they could come next month.

This is a traditional custom, and there is no way to change it. As an apology, they can take more photos in the next two days. When they leave, they can also take his son with them. He can work with them and just provide food and accommodation. His son has learned a lot of things imperceptibly, and knows a lot of customs and what an object roughly represents.

The tattooed man was very nice and even told us to deliver the goods two days in advance. There was nothing the company could do about it.

After trying to discuss it, they found that the tattooed man's attitude was getting worse and worse. After the people in the village tacitly accepted this, they knew that there was nothing they could do.

Wen Yan didn't force it. Looking at the newly appeared video materials, there were obviously a lot more contents that were not allowed to be filmed before. He also knew that it was time to start.

Time flies, and another two days have passed. The tattooed man personally saw off the company's people at the gate of the village.

His son got an internship opportunity and could go with him, with food and accommodation provided, and money added every month.

There are many people in the village who are reluctant to leave. Now they truly believe that cultural tourism has great potential.

No matter how little they earn, it is better than before.

But now the village is going to hold a sacrificial ceremony, which is the most solemn event in the village. The village will be closed and no outsiders are allowed to come. No one dares to say anything about this matter.

The tattooed man watched expressionlessly as his son happily followed him away, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What about saying you can come back later? Those were just words to appease the other party and the villagers.

Who knows what will happen in the future...

Wen Yan was still practicing at home, standing in the backyard in the Wuji stance.

As he closed his eyes, his consciousness slowly withdrew. When he found the black shadow, he was lying among the dead bodies pretending to be dead.

The moment Wen Yan arrived, he saw the prompt.

"Bonus tip from Identity Dark xx: Is it possible that the blurry arms waving around are insect shadows?"

Wen Yan looked around and soon locked onto a blurry figure in the distance.

The blurry figure was mixed in with some soldiers, waving a long sword in one hand and fighting with a group of short people.

The black shadow entered this old dream and was assigned an identity that was obviously another villain.

Wen Yan's heart moved, and he immediately thought of the insect curse from a few days ago, as well as some information analyzed from the new murals.

Some of the things that the people in that village inherited were indeed related to insects, but not entirely insects.

For example, centipedes are not actually insects.

According to the professor, these were added during the later evolution.

In the early days, insects were basically those included in the current class Insecta, but some of them must have become extinct later.

So it later spread to the Arthropoda.

And the core things also changed from being mainly insects to being mainly poisons.

Wen Yan watched quietly, and saw that the blurry figure, who was clearly in an advantageous position, was escaping silently, and did not come over to take advantage of the opportunity to deal with the shadow.

Wen Yan didn't care about the black shadow. Under normal circumstances, this guy would definitely not die.

He turned and left, regaining consciousness.

He looked up and saw Dao Ge sleeping while standing on one leg.

As if he had noticed Wen Yan's gaze, Dao Ge immediately poked his head out from under his wings and looked at Wen Yan with a squint.

Wen Yan waved and asked Dao Ge to come down.

"Brother Dao, can you go out with me tomorrow?"

"What? Going to fight?"

"Well, it might be related to bugs. I'll need your help then."

"Then it's a deal, all the bugs belong to me."

"no problem."

Wen Yan still remembered what happened last time. It was just a relief, but it was able to devour the insect curse. If Dao Ge came in person, the effect would definitely be better.

The people in that village were being driven away, and even the guy who had hung up and whipped his son before had relaxed some of the restrictions, allowing the company's people to take pictures and letting his son leave with them.

Wen Yan is not stupid. With such a big change, something bad is bound to happen.

He didn't want to go at first, but now looking at the situation, he has no choice but to go.

At least, Dao Ge must be present.

This time Wen Yan did not go to the underworld. Even the mobile phone he used for fishing before kept having a signal and was left at home.

Wen Yan drove the car himself and took Dao Ge with him.

Dao Ge's yang energy is too strong, and it became more obvious after he took the poison. He is not suitable for the underworld, as he will hurt those dead souls.

Wen Yan drove for a day and arrived in Guizhou. He then carried a backpack and Dao Ge on his back and traveled through the mountains.

When he arrived near the village, he felt that the yin energy in the mountain was extremely heavy, the layer of fallen leaves on the ground was obviously thicker, and the smell of corruption was stronger.

After he and Dao Ge appeared here, they could hear rustling sounds all around them. Those were the insects under the fallen leaves, fleeing at a rapid speed.

Dao Ge poked his head out of the bag and looked at the ground.

"Don't look at it. The information transmission between insects is very fast. If you dare to eat one now, other insects will know it soon."

Wen Yan persuaded Dao Ge and decided not to go any closer to the village. He stood on the treetops, carefully sensed the changes in the aura here, and looked in the direction behind the village.

"Can you feel anything?"

"There are so many snacks, there must be a big one. Don't be anxious, wait a little longer, don't scare the big one away." Dao Ge's eyelids trembled, his eyes lit up, but he finally endured it and put his head back into the bag.

"Be careful, don't get bitten." Dao Ge reminded again.

"There aren't many poisonous insects that dare to rush near you and bite people, right?"

"Precisely because there are not many of them, they bite hard."

It was late at night. When Wen Yan noticed the change in the atmosphere around him, he immediately notified everyone. Soon, a drone flew high into the sky to check the situation in the village.

There was only an empty space in the center of the village, where torches were lit and all the lights disappeared.

The people gathered together and worshiped a dilapidated stone statue in the center.

While worshiping here, Wen Yan felt that the thick yin energy to the north of the village began to roll like boiling water.

In the surrounding woods, rustling sounds gathered into waves and gathered towards that direction.

Wen Yan immediately rushed over there, and at the same time, he also received a message from the black box that a monitoring point in the mountains on the other side of the mountain city had sent back the same abnormal information.

The equipment left there captured images of a large number of flying insects gathering together and flying towards the south.

The drone that flew over urgently also took pictures of a large number of insects on the ground and was also heading south.

The straight-line distance from there to where Wen Yan was was more than 150 kilometers. Considering the mountain environment, even if a bug flew over, it would have to fly at least 200 kilometers.

With those species of insects, it would take at least a week for the fastest one to fly here, and as for the insects crawling on the ground, they might not be able to crawl here until autumn.

But the data provided by the black box occurred almost simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, the black box gave another message that the same situation occurred in another place more than 100 kilometers away.

The same situation occurred in the south, 180 kilometers away from him.

(End of this chapter)