I am your natural enemy

Wang Jiyong went to report, and Wen Yan was still thinking about the information he saw.

According to the information, the title is the title, the position is the position, the treatment is the treatment, the power is the power, and the rights are the rights. The division is quite clear, and there is a connection between them, but they are not necessarily equal.

The Yi Ren Si is actually a translated name, and it has been restructured several times.

According to the bounty, at the time when the bounty was established, the immediate superior of the Yi Ren Si should be the Imperial Censor, one of the Three Dukes.

After a series of events, it was restructured and became an independent department. The head of the department was no longer the Imperial Censor, but was equivalent to the Si Li Xiaowei in later years. If there was anything, he would report directly to the emperor.

Wen Yan could understand some of the translations given by the black box, but he didn't quite understand what they corresponded to, what level, and how much they were.

After the explanation, Wen Yan had a general impression.

He didn't care too much about the bounty reward. Xian Qin had long gone. He just wanted to come here to brush up his favor.

If he could be given an identity, then if he falls into the corresponding old dream in the future, at least he would have an identity.

In this way, at least people would not think he was a monster when they saw him with short hair, shaved beard, and strange clothes.

If he was unlucky and appeared on a battlefield, not to mention meeting some fierce man, a random Qin Bing song would make him suffer.

I don't know how they did it, but more people can produce qualitative changes.

Wen Yan is very interested in this thing. It is impossible to mass-produce masters. The only feasible way is to be like Qin Bing, with average individual strength, and then there is a way to cause qualitative changes through quantitative changes.

Wen Yan wants this thing, but according to his estimation, and some related information given by the black box, it is likely that the spiritual energy recovery has not reached that stage yet, and it cannot be used even if you learn it, and the basic foundation is a bit different.

Now it is natural to brush up your face and get some favorability.

It would be best if he had an identity. This time Wen Yan almost suffered a loss because he had no identity.

Wen Yan waited for a short while before Wang Jiyong came back again with a smile on his face.

"Brother Wen, come with me."

"Do you need to take off your armor?"

"According to the rules, you do, but Brother Wen doesn't need to. Please follow me."

Wen Yan could feel that Wang Jiyong's words were more intimate, no longer as distant as before.

Wen Yan glanced at Yan, and the three words "immortal" were enough.

There was no need to confirm Yan's identity first.

After crossing the boundaries of the past, Wen Yan could feel that the yin energy was much stronger than outside with just one step away.

In addition to the yin energy, there was also a very special and strange feeling that made the yin energy here not so gloomy.

Following Wang Jiyong all the way to the front of the mountain, he also followed Wang Jiyong and crashed into the mountain together.

In an instant, a strange feeling of entering a domain appeared.

But at the same time, he could also feel that if he took a step back, he could leave directly, unlike the domain he had encountered before.

This is just a fixed entrance and exit. According to the internal saying of the Lieyang tribe, this should be called a blessed land or a cave.

Wen Yan looked back and saw that there was only a wall behind him and the passage to the underground palace in front of him.

On the walls on both sides, there was an oil lamp that Wen Yan was very familiar with at intervals.

Judging from the quality, it should not be as good as the one in his hand, but it must be something of the same lineage.

Wen Yan approached Wang Jiyong and asked in a low voice.

"Who are you going to see? Can you see His Majesty?"

"I shouldn't see you. I haven't seen His Majesty since I woke up." Wang Jiyong replied in a low voice and immediately added: "After entering here, Brother Wen, remember to be careful with your words. There are many things here that will be triggered by words."

"Understood." Wen Yan immediately shut up. He felt a little regretful. He really wanted to see Brother Zheng, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't wake up now.

Shuijun can wake up because this special existence of Shuijun has been alive all the time.

Wen Yan followed and walked in the underground palace. Not far ahead, he could feel the murderous intent hidden on both sides of the wall.

He decisively held Yan in his hand and stuffed the rope end of the hanging rope into his mouth to prevent this guy from talking nonsense and triggering some mechanism.

Since entering here, Yan, who seemed to be afraid of nothing and numb to killing, could no longer hold back the instinctive fear.

The fear buried in the deepest part of his heart was brought out all at once.

He seemed to have become the little eunuch again, and his body was shaking instinctively.

He walked forward all the way, following Wang Jiyong, passing through one fork in the road, and came to the end of one of the forks, and saw a four or five-meter-high double-opening stone door there.

The moment the stone door slowly opened, Wen Yan felt that the sixth stone door in his mind closed automatically.

He was slightly startled, not understanding what was triggered, but it felt that he could still keep the stone door open.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he did not force it open, but continued to maintain the status quo.

The stone door in front of him opened, and the first thing he saw was that flames suddenly burned on several huge stone pillars inside, illuminating the entire space.

After he went in, he saw that this place looked like a conference hall, surrounded by tiered seats.

On each seat, there was a stone figurine kneeling, and all of them remained in a petrified state, except for the stone figurine dressed as a scholar on the left side in front. He opened his eyes, and his eyes were like a deep pool, quietly looking at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan threw Yan to the ground and untied the rope. The breath of the rope was completely restrained, and was hung around Wen Yan's waist.

Wang Jiyong introduced on the side.

"This is the superior of the Department of Extraordinary People, and the Imperial Censor, Wang Hong of Rongyang. All the accumulated documents related to the bounty are managed by the head of the Wang Department."

Wen Yan bowed his hands like the ancients.

Wang Hong looked at Wen Yan and smiled.

"It's the right time for heroes, no need to be nervous, there are no such strict rules, you have captured the evil and strange people alive, so what should be done.

The bounty set by His Majesty will still count even if it is ten thousand years, not to mention two thousand years."

Wang Hong stretched out his hand and waved forward.

Wen Yan looked back and saw a huge stone bookshelf above the door he had just entered.

As Wang Hong waved his sleeves, the bookshelf moved with a click.

The huge bookshelf rolled into the stone wall, and a new stone bookshelf appeared.

Above the bookshelf, a beast head relief seemed to come alive, opened its eyes, and two rays of light shot out of its eyes, staring at Wen Yan and Yan who was lying on the ground.

After more than ten seconds, after the bookshelf rolled and changed seven or eight times, a scroll flew out by itself and fell into Wang Hong's hands.

Wang Hong took the black scroll and was ready to open it, but saw that the rolling bookshelf was still turning, and the beam of light shot out of the eyes of the beast head relief still did not dissipate.

Wang Hong was a little surprised, so he didn't rush to open the scroll and continued to wait.

Ten seconds later, a black scroll flew out of a bookshelf that rolled out and fell into Wang Hong's hands.

Wang Hong's smile widened. Seeing that Wen Yan seemed a little surprised, he said politely.

"You may have completed a reward, but you don't even remember it. But it doesn't matter. This place is the most fair. It's yours, and no one can take it away."

Wang Hong waved his hand and unfolded the first scroll, a black scroll with Yan's reward written on it.

Wang Hong looked at it carefully, and then looked at Yan's figure and appearance, as well as the animal head relief. After verifying his identity, he nodded.

"This was something that His Majesty was furious at the beginning, and he personally ordered his superiors to issue it. His Majesty personally promised that if you capture this immortal evil alive, your merit will be higher than others."

Wang Hong continued to unfold the second scroll, which was suspended in the air, revealing some dense words inside.

Obviously, Wen Yan could only recognize individual characters. He had studied intensively before and had some impressions. If the content was something like "God rewards hard work" or "Everything goes smoothly", he could recognize it by guessing it in the context.

But obviously, the content was something like "Dignified and solemn" or "Give the emperor's words to shine on this beautiful classic". He could recognize individual characters but couldn't figure out the overall meaning.

Wang Hong looked at the content on the scroll with a trace of surprise on his face.

"So the evil dragon in the East China Sea was also killed by you. You are really brave."

"Uh, this may be a misunderstanding. I killed the evil dragon in my old dream." Wen Yan immediately denied it. He had to make it clear.

"No, this place is the most fair. It was built by the alchemists sent by His Majesty in the past, and there is also the Great Qin Code to suppress it. There is no way to make mistakes. The evil dragon you killed must not be an illusory thing."

"That's right. The evil dragon was exiled to the old dream by this person, but it is not the original evil dragon."

"It's really not wrong." Wang Hong nodded and pointed to Wen Yan's bracelet. The pendant on the bracelet was the proof: "The evidence is here, it will never be wrong, but you killed the evil dragon and didn't know more about the inside story."

Wen Yan was a little confused, and Yan, who was lying on the ground, looked at Wen Yan with a little confusion. He didn't understand why it was like this.

Wang Hong didn't care. He went through the procedures step by step and completed multiple verifications.

Wen Yan just completed two bounties, without any dispute. As for the possible unknown inside story, he didn't care.

When Wen Yan came in, he didn't even know about the bounty for the evil dragon. What could he know?

The matter was done, so what should be given must be given.

Wen Yan was confused, and both merits were counted together.

This was considered a military merit, and he was granted a high title of Duke and Doctor, and because the Emperor Qin had personally asked about this matter, he also had an additional fiefdom, which was a reward given by the Emperor Qin himself.

Considering that Wen Yan was so brave, the commander of the Yi Ren gave him a high-powered position, a respected guest official.

The corresponding level is a captain, which is theoretically higher than Wang Jiyong.

However, as a captain, he is listed in the Yi Ren Division and is also a military officer. He can command soldiers and carry weapons at any time.

The current situation is a little embarrassing. Soldiers cannot be given to Wen Yan. The soldiers in Mount Li are almost all for the purpose of protecting the Emperor Qin, and fiefdoms are not easy to give due to the passage of time.

Wen Yan said, holding the token.

"Master Wang, you don't have to be like this. Times have changed. It's not the same as before. How can it really be like this?

I am already very satisfied with this thing.

These things are no longer popular in my Shenzhou.

With the current title and position, if I fall into the old dream again in the future, I can avoid many unnecessary conflicts."

The words were polite, but Wang Hong was not happy.

"No, His Majesty once said that even if it's ten thousand years, it still counts. How can I owe you anything? Just wait."

Wang Hong left a word and hurriedly went to the back, opened a stone door and left.

Wen Yan looked at the token in his hand and a scroll. He could feel the aura of killing in the token, and a trace of strange power lingering on it.

After getting the waist card, the sense of rejection here disappeared.

And the vague sense of oppression here also dissipated for the most part.

This is the identity and authority he wanted.

The more he sensed it, the more he could feel that there seemed to be something else in the token, containing some information, which seemed to be related to commanding troops and practicing.

Before Wen Yan could sense it clearly, he saw Wang Hong coming back in a hurry.

He had an old wooden box in his hand and handed it to Wen Yan.

"The fiefdom cannot be given, but this is what His Majesty said in person. According to the rules, this thing will be given to you. Take it."

"What is this?"

Wen Yan opened the wooden box and took a look. There was a wooden talisman inside.

A hint appeared in front of his eyes instantly.

"Blessed Land."

"A special alchemist sealed a field that can be called blessed land."

The moment the hint appeared, a red exclamation mark appeared at the same time.

After the hint flashed, it dissipated by itself and did not survive at all.

Wen Yan was a little stunned. No wonder the hint did not appear when he saw anything since he came in.

"Master Wang, this is too expensive, isn't it?"

"No, this place is the most fair, and you must not make mistakes. This is what you deserve.

As for the soldiers under your command, there is no position for a while, so according to the convention, you can recruit them yourself."

As he said, Wang Hong stuffed another scroll into Wen Yan's hand. Wen Yan guessed it was something like a permission order.

Wen Yan wanted to say something else, but he heard Wang Hong mumbling something, and he didn't understand.

Finally, Wen Yan was invited to watch the execution, and he understood.

Wen Yan reached out and held Yan, followed Wang Hong, and came to another hall.

It was empty here, and some stone figurines were kneeling in some places.

Following Wang Hong's instructions, Wen Yan put Yan, who was already trembling and infected by fear, in one of the positions.

In a flash, Yan opened his mouth and wailed with fear on his face. His body was petrified and turned into a stone figurine, kneeling there.

"What is this?"

"At least half of these people were once immortals.

Some have turned into demons, and some have turned into monsters.

They eat people and live forever, which is not tolerated by your majesty.

Putting them here will make them never reincarnate."

Following Wang Hong's words, Wen Yan saw a new prompt.

"Your Jieyu Shuiguan Lu, get an additional progress of 5%"