I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan lowered his head and looked at the black rope in the small box. The Taoist priests standing in front of him, looking at each other as if they were facing a great enemy, looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't understand why this happened. They just started it, and it was gone?

After a few seconds of silence, a Taoist priest saluted with one hand, and the address was much more polite.

"Daoyou Wen is indeed the most suitable person. From now on, this thing belongs to Daoyou Wen."

In order to suppress this thing that would become stronger and stronger with the recovery of spiritual energy, the Tianshi Mansion spent a lot of effort. After it was suppressed, the old Tianshi had to suppress it every day for ten days.

That is, the old Tianshi had been sitting on the ceiling and became stronger with the progress of the recovery of spiritual energy, and finally completely suppressed this thing.

This thing is one of the few things that cannot be destroyed according to the current level of technology.

The power and resentment above do not come from only one person. Those powers are endless. A special cremation device was once specially built. The temperature of several thousand degrees only stimulated the power emerging from the rope to become stronger and stronger.

According to what was said at the time, those forces would form an insulating layer on the surface of the rope, and the temperature of several thousand degrees would only rapidly consume the power in the rope, and would not destroy the rope at all.

At that time, they tried to throw it into a place like magma, relying on long-term wear to destroy it, but in the end, the long-term accumulation of power almost caused a volcanic eruption.

If it must be destroyed, it would definitely cause a series of chain reactions later.

In the end, the most strenuous suppression seal was chosen. It was at that time that the nameless and unrecorded Prince Zhu was confirmed as Prince Zhu in a completely unquestionable way.

To this day, everyone still doesn't know what Prince Zhu's full name is, and which generation he is from, but no one questions whether Prince Zhu is Prince Zhu.

Now these Taoist priests saw this scene with their own eyes, and they couldn't help but feel a little confused. If Wen Yan wasn't a living person, they would think that Wen Yan was the grandson of Old Zhu, and the grandson with a lot of titles on his back.

Wen Yan politely returned a salute without explaining.

He was thinking about going back and offering incense to Old Zhu first. It was only right for him to kowtow twice. Old Zhu really protected his son.

In the corresponding matters, Old Zhu had protected him twice.

Of course, this matter was 100% professional. Whether from the legal point of view or from the bloodline, in all senses, Old Zhu could not be avoided.

He picked up the black rope and could indeed feel the surging resentment, death, and dejection in the black rope, and the charm was restrained.

In terms of quantity alone, the power inside was extremely terrifying and difficult to measure.

This rope not only represents the demise of Wu Ming, but also the demise of the last Shenzhou Han Dynasty. It is difficult to find something with such a clear symbolic meaning.

Wen Yan looked at the words on the box again at this time, and it felt very familiar to him. From the strokes to the charm, it was very similar to some things he saw in Prince Zhu, some things written by Prince Zhu himself.

If nothing unexpected happened, Prince Zhu participated in the production of the box that sealed the rope at that time.

It is indeed possible to suppress it by force with other forces, but the effect is really not as good as the tablet of the old Zhu family's ancestors. Let those forces take the initiative to be honest, and the control difficulty will be several orders of magnitude lower, and the risk will also be several orders of magnitude lower.

Wen Yan put it back in the box and put the box away together.

After collecting the altar and walking out of the room, one of the Taoist priests who had met twice before smiled and came to Wen Yan's side.

"I suddenly received a task assigned by the old Tianshi, and I was a little worried about who it was. I didn't expect it to be you. I worried for nothing."

"You are too kind, Taoist priest. It just happened to be the right time, and I just happened to have enough merits and met the conditions." Wen Yan laughed. This thing can't be explained.

I have seen this Taoist priest when I was fighting a mountain king. His bones are quite hard. He has never been afraid of the attack of the mountain king.

The Taoist priest smiled and didn't continue to ask questions. The exchange has indeed been there, but no one has taken it seriously.

People who are qualified to know the inside story and can accumulate enough merits will definitely not go crazy to exchange.

And those who are not qualified to know the inside story will never be able to accumulate enough merits.

This is quite strange, but everyone tacitly does not ask why, everything is in accordance with the rules, and the old Taoist priest nodded.

The Taoist priest pulled Wen Yan and began to ask Wen Yan about some things about cultivators.

It was not easy to meet Wen Yan once, and he could not let go of the opportunity.

The old Taoist priests of the Tianshi Mansion have begun to walk the path of cultivators, and the Taoist priests below have no psychological pressure at all, just seeing if they are suitable.

Wen Yan was pulled, and he had no choice but to talk about his little experience, without any detailed operation experience.

This is the most valuable thing for these Taoist priests.

He also did not want to mislead some people who could take this path themselves.

After getting the things, he racked his brains to tell the Taoist priests of the Tianshi Mansion about the feelings that were difficult to express clearly in words according to the real experience, and Wen Yan was free.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The black box did not disturb him, which proved that there was nothing special.

Sure enough, the results of the surprise interrogation came out. The ordinary people this time were either locals in Decheng who owed gambling debts, or people who had committed crimes and changed their appearance and hid for twenty years.

The people who contacted them directly brought a bag of cash and asked them to do something, or they held cash in one hand and waited for reports in the other.

It is a bit difficult to track down the person, but it should be possible to track him down later. It is a bit difficult to follow the clues.

When one of the people who contacted the murderer found the other party's trail, the other party had already fled by boat at the seaside of Nanwu County for several hours.

Wen Yan knew that the authority of the Lieyang Department was greatly limited under normal circumstances, especially when targeting ordinary people. The cases of ordinary people had nothing to do with the Lieyang Department and the restrictions were very strict.

Only when a case occurred would temporary authority be obtained.

Wen Yan couldn't find the little ghost to avenge, so could he not find the big ghost?

He carried the box and went home through the underworld. On the way, all the dead souls retreated and took the initiative to give up most of the main road, all crowded on the side of the road.

"Sorry, everyone, this can't be put away. I'll burn more incense for you later."

When he got home, he took more than a dozen incense sticks, lit them and inserted them at the intersection.

After dark, he sat on the steps of the yard, watching Pei Tugou, who was dressed in blood, staggering out, and he lit a cigarette for Pei Tugou first.

"I have something to tell you, brother."

"You tell me."

"There was an ordinary gangster who went to my mother's house to cause trouble. My mother accidentally killed him and the two people who came to help him were also arrested."

Wen Yan paid attention to Pei Tugou's expression. He thought Pei Tugou would be furious, but he just grinned.

"How many hands did he use?"

Wen Yan recalled.

"It should be one hand, and the other hand was lighting a cigarette."

"That guy is so lucky to die so quickly." Pei Tugou lit a cigarette and grinned. As he smiled, his expression became ferocious: "How can such a dog have such good luck? Does he deserve to die in my mother's hands?"

Wen Yan sighed and came.

"Wen Yan, I remember if you can summon spirits?"

"Yes, a little..."

"You see, this street lamp is quite empty. I am not used to it recently."

"I am not used to it either, so I brought you a special pendant this time."

Wen Yan lifted the white cloth that sealed the Shikigami at his feet.

"This ghost thing is a shikigami from the island country. It looks like a ghost, but it's not a ghost.

And this guy has a very special ability. Even if he turns to ashes, he can still be resurrected at his resurrection point.

His soul and real name are both in the island country, so I'll wait for you.

See if it can be solved once and for all."

"First, pull the bastard who dared to attack my mother over here."

Seeing that the bloody clothes on Pei Tugou's body began to drip blood, and the speed of blood dripping was getting faster and faster, Wen Yan decisively took out his mobile phone and started to check the information.

The director asked him to comfort Pei Tugou, of course he had to do it, and he had no right to ask Pei Tugou to calm down.

After finding the information, Wen Yan stomped his feet and shouted in a deep voice.

The shadow of the altar appeared under his feet, the white flag swayed, and a golden light turned into a road, extending from the edge of the altar and disappearing into the air.

Seeing that the golden road was not retracted for several seconds, Wen Yan frowned.

The next moment, Pei Tugou, whose body was already bleeding, stepped onto the golden road, and disappeared in three or two steps along the golden road.

Wen Yan said nothing, he could only increase his strength, and the moment Pei Tugou stepped on it, his pressure began to double.

He knew that it was Pei Tugou who came by himself, and it was normal that Pei Tugou, as the original body, did not come. Under normal circumstances, it was difficult for the complete body to appear.

At the same time, in a small temple in the mountains of Luoyue County, a man sat on a futon. There were several urns on the altar in front of him, each with a person's name written on it and a corresponding photo attached.

The photo on one of the urns was the guy who was pinched to death by the old lady.

And on the altar, there was only an unknown statue with its back to the outside.

Suddenly, the man frowned, looked at one of the urns that was shaking constantly, and began to perform rituals to continue to exert pressure and seal.

He didn't care much before, just a few ordinary people, and chose a destination for them in advance. As long as they died, their souls would be drawn here.

When the time comes, he will deal with these urns, and everything will disappear without a trace.

No matter how persistent he is, he can't pull back the soul-scattered guy.

He didn't really care that only one person died, and he was ready to wait until all of them died before dealing with them together.

Who would have thought that after only one person died, some powerful force would forcibly intervene and forcibly summon the soul.

This kind of power is simply impossible for ordinary dead souls to resist.

When he was continuing to apply the seal according to the predetermined steps, he saw a golden light flash in front of him, and Pei Tugou, who was dressed in blood, appeared here with his feet on the golden light.

After Pei Tugou appeared with two rows of white teeth, a blood rope suddenly broke the urn, and a dead soul was pulled by the blood rope and hung in the air.

"Okay, okay, it's good to have someone. I'm afraid that if there is no one, I don't know who to take revenge on."

Pei Tugou grinned brightly, and a blood rope had already wrapped around the man's neck. He didn't rush to kill the man, but tried to take the living person back with him.

Unfortunately, after trying several times, he found that he couldn't force his way through the physical body, so he could only hang it on the beam of the small temple.

Then he stood there and thought for a while, walked out of the temple, looked at the surrounding environment, looked at the plaque of the small temple, and the stars in the sky to confirm the approximate location.

He pinched the blood rope, followed the path where the other ghost was summoned, stepped on the golden road again, and returned to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was a little surprised to see Pei Tugou dragging two ghosts.

Of course, he was surprised that there was only one extra soul.

The Golden Avenue can extend out, which means there are souls. If the souls cannot be summoned, there must be someone blocking them, or the souls are sealed.

Pei Tugou stepped on the Golden Avenue, and he must have killed many people.

Only one person died, which only means there is only one person on the other side.

Wen Yan didn't ask much. When he saw the other soul, he immediately took out the phone of the Lieyang Department and verified the identity of the other party.

"It may be in Nanwu County or Luoyue County. Anyway, it is probably in this area. There is a small temple called Xiao Tianwang Temple. It doesn't matter if you can't find it. There is a body hanging on the beam. It should be easy to find."

Pei Tugou has learned it now, so he asked Wen Yan to follow the clues and take a special look to give more information.

Wen Yan nodded and asked the black box to start looking.

If there is a name, it shouldn't be too difficult. If it doesn't work, let the field staff of the Lieyang Department send a drone to take a look and confirm it.

Wen Yan looked at the strange ghost whose neck was tied by the blood rope.

"Hurry up and tell me, you can die quickly if you tell me, believe me, dying quickly here is relatively light, who told you to do this."

The strange ghost whose neck was tied was a little terrified, but still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Wen Yan nodded, not forcing it.

"Hang it outside, don't hang it in the community, this kind of stuff is not worthy of hanging in our community, just hang it on the north side, there are fewer people."

Pei Tugou followed the advice, led the two blood ropes, walked out along the north wall of the community, and then walked to the street lamp that was reinforced beyond the normal standard and hung the two ghosts on it.

Looking at the new pendant, Pei Tugou breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting used to it.

When he came back, he saw that Wen Yan had opened the white cloth and pulled out the Shikigami inside.

"There is also this one. This one is quite rare in Shenzhou. Let's hang it on the main road."

Wen Yan followed Pei Tugou and walked out of the community. Black Box also gave the news that more than a dozen suspected targets were found. Wen Yan took his mobile phone and flipped through the pictures one by one, asking Pei Tugou to confirm which one it was.

After flipping through seven or eight pictures, Pei Tugou nodded.

"This one."

"Okay."

Wen Yan asked Black Box to send the message directly to the director of the Luoyue County branch and asked them to deal with it. This is the vine to follow the vine. Whether they can find anything depends on them.

"Brother, let me say one more wordy thing. It's useless to just kill him. He will still recover in the island country."

"You forgot that I don't like to let these ghosts fly away." Pei Tugou grinned and walked sideways to the street lamp.

"..."

Wen Yan felt strange in his heart. There seemed to be nothing wrong with this.

The evil ghosts that were hung on the street lamp before had experienced day and night, but they still did not dissipate, as if they were solidified into pendants.

As the shikigami was hung up and fell violently, the crazy shikigami suddenly widened his eyes.

He kept struggling, Pei Tugou just raised his hand, and the blood rope suddenly thickened.

The shikigami suddenly frantically fluttered like a dying fish.

Pei Tugou's eyes began to bleed, and he began to increase his strength while holding the thick blood rope.

Wen Yan, standing under the street light, looked at the small box in his hand, forget it, it won't be that bad.

At the same time, in the Kansai region of the island country, in a temple facing the river and backed by the mountain, candles were burning quietly, and the soft light of the lanterns illuminated the halls and the gods enshrined in the halls.

In the guardian hall on the side, the statues enshrined suddenly trembled.

A monk sitting in front of the statue suddenly opened his eyes.

The monk stood up and looked at the statue in shock.

The statue trembled slightly and floated up slowly. No, it was not floating, but it seemed that a rope was tied around its neck and it was pulled up by a huge force.

The rich incense here was like boiling, constantly fighting against the sudden force.

As the confrontation continued, the monk vaguely saw that there seemed to be a blood-colored rope tied around the neck of the statue, hanging the statue up.

The thick murderous intent suddenly exploded, and the monk was like a prey targeted by a ferocious beast. His body instinctively froze there, and he couldn't even shout.

He could only watch the heavy statue being hung up, and the statue's appearance began to break, and pieces of debris fell off its cheeks. At first glance, the remaining part looked like an expression of painful struggle.

After more than ten seconds, the statue collapsed and turned into a pile of rubble, revealing a lot of strange things in the statue's belly, from hair to beast claws, some small bones, plus scriptures, rosary beads and other things.

At this time, the monk suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his body returned to normal. He trembled and shouted.

"The statue is broken, and something happened to the shikigami!"

After shouting, the monk rushed forward, picked up the scripture, unfolded it, and then saw that more than a dozen characters in the long scripture disappeared silently.

Those dozen characters are the real name of the shikigami.

But the real name was hidden in the scripture before, and no one except the controller of the shikigami knew what the components of the real name were.

On the other hand, when the shikigami realized that their magical powers could not stop Pei Tugou's killing, he held the blood rope with both hands, stared at Wen Yan who was watching the excitement below, and roared in the language of his hometown.

"The Tengu King will avenge me, and the Changsheng King will also avenge me. You will struggle in the bloody hell. You have been recorded, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the shikigami's legs straightened, and the head that had been trying to glare down turned into a raised head.

Pei Tugou loosened the blood rope and walked down from the street lamp.

Wen Yan looked at the new street lamp pendant and muttered to the phone.

"Black Box, did you hear it clearly? What did he say just now? It is said that when a man is about to die, his words are good. Did he say some valuable information?"