I am your natural enemy

The general manager was quite speechless, but Cai Qidong would not make random accusations, especially when it came to people from the Lieyang tribe. Cai Qidong was always very cautious, just to avoid being caught.

"List the relevant records."

The general manager gave an order, and the black box listed the relevant records, and the source was clearly marked.

"In the cold winter, the wading will be dangerous, butchering people will cause disasters, and those taller than two feet will die. The head of the village took his people and retreated to the mountain fortress..."

This is a record of bandits causing trouble and the whole village avoiding disaster.

"The emperor ordered that the evil spirits were violent, and ordered me to kill the evil spirits, cleanse the sky, kill three thousand evil spirits, and three ghost kings, and get a colorful ancient jade. After being determined by the Earl of Sincerity, it is a rare item from the foreign land. It is unlucky to keep it, and it will cause chaos if it is destroyed. I abandoned it in the tomb."

This is the last record about the ancient jade, and the person who recorded it was a military officer during the founding of Wu Ming.

Finally, the tomb of the military officer was robbed, and the ancient jade was circulated. However, the stone carvings recorded in the tomb were obviously regarded as epitaphs by the tomb robbers, and they were not interested in them and it was not easy to take them away.

If it was a mural, it might have been dug away.

The most important thing is that there is an image record of the ancient jade here.

In the Lieyang Department, there are three backup mission recorders, and two of them took pictures of the ancient jade as part of the background.

This was an incident that Cai Qidong was in charge of at the time. At that time, the situation was urgent. A very special and dangerous blind person used his ability to hide in that area. Except for the home of the recuperation director who was not yet the director, all the places in that circle were checked.

In the end, in order not to alert the enemy, he had to break in, and accidentally took the ancient jade as part of the background.

Seeing this, the general manager understood why Cai Qidong could find these.

After waking up, this guy must have spent time looking at the various files of the director who was arrested because of him. All the relevant details must have been scanned bit by bit. As long as he saw anything that might be related, this guy would definitely remember it.

Cai Qidong was born in the field. In that era, field workers were the most basic. Almost all of their professional abilities did not rely much on modern equipment.

In order to be cautious, the director of the headquarters still looked at all the relevant things. After reading them, he was sure that Cai Qidong did not black people as usual.

At least as a direction with a high priority, it would be no problem to set up a special task force to investigate it.

Moreover, it is highly likely that something will be fished out.

The ancient jade itself has a higher priority than investigating people, and it must be found.

However, since we have to investigate, we have to start from the beginning, that is, the information brought back by Wen Yan.

According to Wen Yan's information, those ghosts are colleagues, but they can fall there together. They must have encountered something, or something.

Since they don't remember anything special, they must have come into contact with something or somewhere before they died.

It's unlikely that it's just the ancient jade.

Since Wen Yan likes to meddle in other people's business, let Wen Yan go.

The head of the headquarters closed the information, and the black box reminded again.

"Minister Cai said before going to bed that if you finish reading the information, I will ask you if you want to look at other things by the way?"

"This guy..." The head of the headquarters shook his head and laughed: "Then list it out and take a look."

The black box listed some things again, all of which were the time recorded by Cai Heizi, accurate to the second, and what happened at this time point.

The head of the headquarters condensed his eyes and said.

"Seal it first, and when he wakes up, tell him not to be so impatient when doing things."

At this point, the head of the headquarters remembered another thing.

"Have the people from the Taoist Military Department done anything recently?"

"They have stopped the cross-border experiment. Mr. Zhang Qihui is currently conducting a test, which he calls the simulation degree test."

Hearing this name, the head of the headquarters had a bad premonition.

After Zhang Qihui met with the people from the logistics equipment department, he felt that they had met too late.

This group of bold guys, if there were no restrictions, they would really dare to do any test.

In just a few months, they have already done the test of ghosts possessing Taoist soldiers, remote connection tests, and the development of simulation games rooted in the server field.

After the recent appearance of the cultivator, the Taoist soldiers are being greatly modified.

If the general manager hadn't paid attention, a game company founded by these guys would even be ready to release a preliminary concept promotion of a virtual game.

The kind with a video.

People were even pulled in by the Tianshi Mansion to study how to seamlessly embed all the relevant runes, etc. into the circuit board.

In this way, VR glasses or game helmets will be released later, and the bottom layer will be hidden with the surface layer. After the formation, even if someone disassembles the equipment, nothing can be seen.

Anyway, these guys dare to think and try anything.

"Mr. Zhang is trying to log in to Daobing and do a live broadcast as a Daobing. So far, no one has discovered that the anchor is not a real person.

Excuse me, do you need to show it?"

The general manager responded, and a vertical live broadcast screen popped up in the corner of the window.

In it, a girl with a ponytail, full of heroic spirit, but a little bit of a clip in her voice, was holding a ruler in her hand and talking to the screen seriously.

"Your thing looks a bit dirty, there is still dirt in the gap, it is not often polished.

Hey, such a small tomb guardian beast, I advise you, where did you get it, where did you go.

Tomb guardian beasts are just like that, they are just decorations.

But if they are too big or too small, it is not simple, sometimes the smaller the more troublesome.

You can't move the big one, if you are not blind, you will avoid it when you see the big one.

As the saying goes, it is better to offend 13 feet than to touch 1.5 inches.

Your thing looks less than 1.5 inches, it's dead, carry it away quickly, next one.

If something happens when you connect with me, I can't explain it clearly..."

Another male voice came from the video, this is the audience connecting with the anchor.

"Anchor, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, the anchor inside really cut off the line.

The general manager watched silently, he really couldn't keep up with the young people's thinking.

But just by watching, to be honest, he couldn't tell whether the people inside were real or fake.

According to the records of some previous cases, the anchor's beauty effects were obviously turned on very low.

After turning off these, the general manager couldn't help rubbing his head.

Last time, a temporary intersection appeared in a place. Fortunately, the intersection was very obvious and was discovered at the first time, and the temporary intersection appeared for more than ten minutes.

And these guys, in order to seize the time to test, confirmed that there was no abnormality in more than ten minutes, and thought that the other side was probably safe.

They threw a Taoist soldier over to do the test.

There was naturally no result later, the remote connection failed, and it could not descend.

Later, restrictions were added to these daring guys.

If it weren't for this incident, it was obviously someone secretly planning, and the other side had obviously made preparations for a long time, maybe Zhang Qihui would have to bear part of the blame.

"Send a message to Wen Yan, tell him... Forget it, no need to say anything."

Originally, he wanted to give some instructions, but after a little thought, the director gave up. With Wen Yan's personality, he might do it himself. When he went, he could let him do something else. This way, the risk would be smaller and less likely to attract attention.

It was normal for Wen Yan to help the ghost fulfill his last wish.

Sometimes, when a ghost appeared at a crossroads, Wen Yan would help him if he could, and it was not once or twice.

On the other hand, Wen Yan returned home, and the people at home were not at home for the time being. Wen Yan sent them to Fuyu Mountain to play.

After Wen Yan came back, he waited for a long time, but there was no situation. He could only be sure that this matter was suppressed temporarily in such a strange way.

He talked to Bu Shidao about the details before, and felt that it was not unfair for these people to fail to do anything.

Those who came first were not in a hurry to pave the way, but wanted to eat a bite first. If they had come earlier, maybe this half of the road would have been completed long ago.

The other side was even more outrageous, the road was directly built off the track.

The most promising ones now were the monsters who had been suppressed by the old Taoist priest.

The tactics of the old man Ao were quite effective. According to the information he received, the magic swords of the old Taoist priest were all sent back...

Wen Yan wanted to help, but unfortunately, he couldn't help much in that kind of place. It was impossible for him to jump into the sea of ​​clouds and rush over to fight those monsters.

He might end up being beaten up by a group of people after he went over, and he would be the one who was exhausted to death.

Wen Yan could only believe that the old Taoist priest could hold on, especially since the old Taoist priest had also changed his job. Wen Yan knew best what effect the job change would have on such a top boss.

Anyway, people who changed their jobs at the maximum level were definitely much more powerful than him, a pioneer who was still leveling up.

After a peaceful night, Wen Yan personally called a car to send the Taoist priest away.

The Taoist who had been killing people in the underworld before now said that he would never go to the underworld and would rather take a high-speed train for several hours to go back.

Taoist who didn't want to stay any longer, Wen Yan could only help him book a ticket and send him to the high-speed rail station.

Originally, Wen Yan wanted to send him to the high-speed rail station, but Taoist who didn't want to stay insisted that the more times like this, the more he couldn't be careless and couldn't not keep someone.

Wen Yan had no choice. He could see that this was just an excuse not to let him go. This was the only way.

At dawn, Wen Yan cooked a bowl of wontons at home and sat on the steps in the backyard, looking at the gate of Lao Zhao's house, eating and watching.

When the morning sun appeared faintly on the horizon, Wen Yan prepared to go back and rest.

The black box didn't send any more news that he needed to do. At this moment, it was already bright in the East China Sea, and the sun had illuminated here. Some people had already landed on the floating island and started comprehensive sampling and testing.

On the crack of the sea of ​​clouds, the old Taoist priest was still sitting there with his eyes closed, and his incarnation stopped his ritual. The rolling clouds began to calm down when the morning sun shone on them.

But in the sea of ​​clouds, there was a unicorn horn that rolled with the clouds.

The old Taoist priest was a man who could defend the pass against ten thousand men, and it was true that he had guarded the pass, but the other side also sent over a unicorn horn of unknown origin.

The unicorn horn rolled in the sea of ​​clouds, seemingly illusory, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, and as the unicorn horn rolled in the sea of ​​clouds and drifted with the flow, it could be vaguely seen that behind the unicorn horn, there was a crack that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

This was because the other side spent a lot of effort to pull the old Tianshi's most lethal thunder method to send a monster over. After the monster came out, it lost the protection of pulling and was evaporated in an instant. After evaporating, only this horn was left.

The old Tianshi knew that there was a trick, but he had no choice. In that situation, he could either stop in time, reduce the spells, and let the monsters behind come out.

Or he could only kill the monsters that rushed out first.

After being tortured for nearly forty hours and his body could only rest, the old Tianshi could only choose one of the two while maintaining full guidance.

And letting a large number of monsters rush out was naturally absolutely not allowed, so he could only choose to increase the power to kill.

At this moment, the incarnation dispersed, leaving only a magic sword standing on the altar. The old Tianshi closed his eyes and entered a state of neither sleeping nor waking.

He did not copy the route of the exercises in his head. At this moment, he changed a way, based on the most common health concept, and began to warm his body with his power.

Without a precise route for practicing, he switched to this safest method. Under the guidance of his consciousness, his strength was constantly nurtured, from the outside to the inside, and then combined with the inside and the outside, gradually including the soul, without rushing or impatient, slowly guiding the natural changes.

This was not a deliberate pursuit, but a natural feeling after the physical body was tired, and after a long and high-intensity practice in the incarnation, it calmed down again.

The concept of the Tianshi Mansion has always been not to recommend closed-door practice. Every generation of disciples must go down the mountain to experience.

This so-called experience is not really to experience something spectacular, but as long as you go down the mountain, you will naturally experience many things that you cannot experience on the mountain.

The same is true for the old Tianshi. He has not felt tired like this time for a long time.

The current state is also a good thing, which means that he has taken a completely different route since he first embarked on the road of cultivation.

The sun rises as usual. For most ordinary people, this day is no different from the past.

Wen Yan also lay on the bed and fell asleep after the sun rose.

When he fell asleep, he naturally fell asleep.

In the dream world, he was still sleeping in his own home, sleeping soundly.

There was a colorful glow outside the window, and grandma appeared in the room, helped him draw the curtains, and kept the house dark.

Then she quietly closed the door and let Wen Yan sleep well.

More than an hour later, Wen Yan woke up in his dream first. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the words on the ceiling and knew that he was in a dream.

He got up and went downstairs. Grandma was still sitting on the stone bench in the yard, just like when she used to be at home, she liked to sit on the stone pier at the door of the house.

"Awake?"

Wen Yan responded and looked out the door. In the past, it was dark outside the yard.

But today, there was a colorful glare outside, and the halo enveloped the entire yard. Looking up at the sky, you can also see the gorgeous light.

"Grandma, what's going on?"

"Don't ask me, I'm going to ask you, this is your territory, what great good have you done?"

"Me? It seems that I didn't do anything good, I just saved a few ghosts."

"Can a few ghosts have such a big impact?" Grandma laughed and looked at the light outside the yard: "You can save 100,000 ghosts, but it will never bring this effect."

"Wait, you said, the changes here are related to my saving ghosts?"

"Yes, there are enough to illuminate this place and turn it into a safe island. In the future, without your invitation, it will be difficult for things here to appear outside your gate."

There was a hint of amazement in grandma's voice.

"The dead are the dead, and ghosts are ghosts. Even if you save the dead, there won't be such obvious changes. Lao Wang said that you have saved at least hundreds of thousands of ghosts. My God, did you save all the ghosts in Guanzhong County?"

"I only saw a few ghosts..."

Wen Yan was also a little confused, but then he thought, no, it's not that he turned on the speakers and turned on the Wushuang mowing mode, and all the monsters that were disintegrated were really saved, right?

Every monster is equivalent to a ghost?

This is not right, those monsters are obviously not ghosts.

He can't be so sure whether it is a ghost or not.

But now looking at the colorful glare outside the yard, covering the yard, there is no darkness in the sky.

Those lights, although gorgeous, are not dazzling, very soft, giving him a very comfortable feeling, like a feeling in winter, just having breakfast, warm in the stomach, and there is also non-dazzling sunlight outside to bask in the body, and the coldness in the whole body seems to be dispelled.

"What is this?"

"I don't know, but Lao Wang said that the closest name is Yin De.

This is all the Yin De you have accumulated, but the Yin De you have accumulated is so huge that there will be such an obvious change.

It is not that there will be such a thing when you save the souls of the dead. Lao Wang can't explain it clearly, and I don't know it either.

As the saying goes, if you accumulate Yin De every day, you will not be awakened by dreams at night. This is it.

With these things, you will not be invaded by external evil when you are asleep in the future."

Speaking of this, grandma paused, thinking of what Wen Yan had encountered, and added a sentence rigorously.

"At least not here."

Wen Yan still didn't quite understand why. He felt like he had just finished playing Wushuang, rushed all the way to cut grass without looking back, and after returning home, he found that the important equipment he missed was sent back to the warehouse considerately.

Then the question is, why are those monsters considered equivalent to ghosts?

Wen Yan has saved quite a few ghosts, and even more dead souls, but he has not gained any benefits.

He did these things purely as a good deed, and never thought about the benefits.

Or maybe it was because of his improved understanding and mastery of the Sutra of Salvation?

Wen Yan didn't quite understand. He came to the gate of the courtyard, opened it, reached out and touched the colorful glare, but felt nothing, as if it didn't exist.

After walking out, the vision that was obscured by the glare returned to normal. He saw a world with a faint light, and saw that the surrounding area of ​​several hundred meters was shrouded in a halo.