I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan looked at Suicune with a little surprise. What Suicune said didn't seem to match his reaction, right?

Logically speaking, if there was something testing something, shouldn't Suicune hang his soul on the shore to dry in the sun?

He just beat the man up but didn't kill him. Wen Yan felt something was wrong.

Even though that stretch of water no longer belongs to the Huai River, it is connected to it and is not far from it. It should not be difficult for the Lord of Water to kill a water god in the water, right?

Even if you don't want to exert any effort, your attitude shouldn't be so calm, right?

After a change of thought, Wen Yan asked tentatively.

"The river in the north? Or the river in the south? But it shouldn't be in the south, right?"

“It’s said to be from the south, but I think it’s also related to the north.”

Suicune was still very calm, without any trace of his previous bad temper, which made Wen Yan very uncomfortable.

Shui Jun saw that Wen Yan looked constipated and laughed out loud.

If it were in the past, he would certainly not be able to help it, not because his interests were damaged, but simply because he was angry.

There is still a hint of people being barefoot not afraid of wearing shoes.

Anyway, he was going to be imprisoned here until his death, so he didn't need to think too much about what he wanted to do and could just act according to his mood.

But last time, he could sense clearly that the chains that bound him were trapped by Buyeo Thirteen. After thousands of years of sedimentation, the power of the scorching sun had already penetrated and eroded into the chains.

That is to say, one day, he will have a chance to get out.

Since there is a chance to go out, and going out still depends on Wen Yan, at the very least, you can't do anything too excessive and bring blame to Wen Yan, right?

Of course, killing a water god is no big deal.

The key point is, if he starts a fight and it happens to be the rainy season, it may cause the Jianghuai river system to flood, causing countless people to suffer.

Whether he cares or not is another matter, but Wen Yan will definitely be implicated.

He also knew that at least half of China's population and development centers were in the Jianghuai area.

He had been idle these days and reflected on many things. He remembered some of the things Thirteen told him back then. At that time, he thought that this birdman's chattering was meaningless.

These days, I suddenly realized that Thirteen must have known that there would be no return, so he directly blessed the chain for the last time.

The reason why I didn't tell him at that time was probably because I couldn't let him know. If he knew, given his personality, this matter would never be accomplished.

Similarly, this approach at the time was definitely enough to make everyone else shut up, and no one would say that this was wrong.

At that time, who would have thought that Thirteen was planning a thousand-year plan? Everyone just thought that the people of Fuyu Mountain were a little crazy, but at least they did something human.

Many things came to mind, and when he looked at them from a completely opposite angle, Suicune's feelings and thoughts became completely different.

I think a lot about it, but I'm also a little worried that others will know about it, so I might as well keep a low profile.

Anyway, I have waited and endured for so many years.

If you fail at the last moment because of impulse, you will feel bad and also let your friend down.

He has been trapped here for many years and doesn't know much about the outside world. The only way he can think of to deal with it is to do nothing wrong and try not to be impulsive.

This guy, when there is no hope, just gives up and is not afraid of getting worse.

But if you have hope, you don't want this rare hope to be destroyed by yourself.

Even if they are not humans, as long as they are intelligent creatures with intelligence, they are all the same.

Suicune is here all day, so bored that he has no place to scratch the wall. Apart from sleeping and dreaming, all he has left is to think about nonsense.

His mentality is different now than before. Seeing Wen Yan's expression changing, he thought that Wen Yan wanted to go to the north to fight. He couldn't help but think of the last time he saw Thirteen, and he wished that Thirteen would die immediately.

“This is just a small matter. Don’t go to the north. The creatures in the northern rivers may not have recovered yet.

But Thirteen offended a lot of people back then. If you go, it might stimulate his revival.

Even though he hasn't recovered, that bastard is not like me, a lonely person.

Maybe there are a bunch of other things waiting to kill you and take your head off to use as a wine jug.

Hang your soul at the bottom of the river and light a sky lantern. "

“…”

Wen Yan was speechless. On the one hand, he was not used to Shui Jun actually advising him not to cause trouble.

If it were in the past, Suicune would definitely be laughing and waiting to watch the fun. After all, watching the dogs beat the donkeys to death would be fun to watch, no matter who died.

On the other hand, from what Shui Jun said, the degree of offense that Thirteenth Ancestor committed was probably no less than the offense he committed against Shui Jun.

"How did the Thirteenth Ancestor offend the creature in the river to the north?"

"Hehe..." Shui Jun laughed and couldn't help but picked up a jar of wine next to him and stuffed it into his mouth, laughing as if he had eaten a candy with a wine filling.

"Not only did he cut off their chance to seize the Huai River and enter the sea, but because of his plot, his death also cut off their chance. Tell me, they want to burn him to death, eat his flesh, and drink his blood. Is that right?"

"Ah?" Wen Yan was confused.

Of course he knew about the Huai River flowing into the sea, and he had also read records of the Yellow River changing its course several times.

How is this matter related to the Thirteenth Ancestor?

The years are several hundred years apart, right?

Shui Jun looked at Wen Yan with disdain.

"Don't you read history books?

Don’t you know that the Yellow River flows into the sea several times?

It's just that many times the time was very short.

Putting it in the table means that it has little impact on the watershed.

If you put it in there, it will not have any charm at all, it is useless. "

Wen Yan's eyelids were twitching. Damn it, it was bad enough that the professor despised him for being illiterate, but compared to the professor, he was indeed no different from an illiterate.

But what does it matter if Suicune, the water monkey, despises me?

Of course he read the records, but the records he read did not mention this at all, and his focus was on the hundreds of years when the Huai River flowed into the sea.

The successful diversion of the Huai River into the sea was not purely a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. It was the human effort that started it all, and then came the subsequent events.

Even hundreds of years later, there are clear records that although the Yellow River was about to change its course to the north, it was still blocked by human power and was delayed for hundreds of years.

Looking at the pure records and combining them with what Suicune said, Wen Yan made a guess.

Most likely, they didn't expect to achieve success in one fell swoop, but just wanted to successfully divert the Huai River into the sea, and then change the overall environment of the Huai River basin, relying on time to settle the impact.

After the benefits of this matter had settled in, he saw that things were hopeless, so he quickly ran away to avoid a head-on confrontation with Suicune.

Otherwise, why are there records of human involvement every time? The practice of destroying dikes has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Sui-kun, how did you endure it back then?"

"Before the end of the Dharma, I fell into a deep sleep and didn't bother to care about these trivial matters. Whoever has the ability to take the Huai River can take it. I am not like those things, and my power does not come from the Huai River." The Water Lord curled his lips with a look of disdain.

Wen Yan looked at Shui Jun's eyes and didn't dare to ask any further. He knew there must be other secrets involved.

After all, he had been beaten up by Suicune many times when he was dreaming, so Wen Yan's ability to read people's expressions was improving day by day.

As soon as I saw Suicune's face at this moment, I knew that if I continued talking, this water monkey would probably turn hostile again.

"I won't go to the north yet. I'll go to the south first. I just happened to receive a mission, so I'll leave first."

"What are you doing in the Yangtze River?"

"In addition to the water god who was beaten, we also need to go to Dongting. There were dragon roars there, and it has been raining heavily for three days. Something is not normal. I want to go and take a look myself."

Shui Jun waved his hand and told Wen Yan to get out.

Wen Yan seemed to have turned into a fish and swam away at a very fast speed.

When I was about to leave, I heard the words from Suicune.

"I heard there's a dragon-slaying platform. You'd better take it with you."

Wen Yan didn't look back, wondering, where did you hear that? Did you tell Shui Jun before? Why doesn't he remember it?

The thought flashed through his mind, and Wen Yan listened to the advice. After getting out of the water, he replied to the director first.

The little water god of the Yangtze River had nothing to do, so he went to provoke the God of Water and was beaten. It didn't matter if he died, because that water god was not conferred a title anyway, so he was not a real water god.

He was beaten to death. No matter how you look at it, it was just a fight between different species.

He provoked Suicune and was beaten to death. Do they expect the Lieyang tribe to cause trouble for Suicune because of the water god?

How many dishes are there? Why do you drink so much?

It’s actually more troublesome now that you haven’t been beaten to death.

After Wen Yan told the director general about the matter, the director general called Feng Yao and asked Feng Yao to cooperate with Wen Yan's request.

After hanging up the phone, the director was still sighing that Shui Jun had been in contact with Wen Yan so much that he had become somewhat restrained, which was really commendable.

As for the water god, people from the Lieyang Tribe were already looking up relevant information, and some had gone to investigate on the spot, summarizing local files and various materials, county annals and the like, as well as rumors that had been passed down by word of mouth among the locals but not systematically recorded. All of them were needed.

When Wen Yan returned to Decheng, the people sent by Feng Yao had already arrived.

In the name of repair, the rain-worshiping platform was dismantled and prepared for Wen Yan to take it away.

Anyway, Wen Yan said it was Shui Jun's suggestion, so the director didn't ask why, as he probably wouldn't get an answer if he asked.

Wen Yan went down the Xijiang River and found King Guilong. He asked King Guilong to borrow his reverse scale and headed straight for Dongting Lake with the rain-worshiping platform.

It was cloudy and rainy by the Dongting Lake.

This time of year is the rainy season, and it has been raining continuously. Compared with the rainfall data of previous years, there has been a slight increase.

But this growth is not limited to Dongting Lake, nor is it limited to the upper reaches.

Instead, rainfall has increased in most parts of China, and it has long been an indisputable fact that the rainfall line has moved northward.

If this trend continues for a few hundred years or a thousand years, elephants may appear again in Zhongyuan County.

Wen Yan rushed to the place, stood by the lake, looked at the misty and curling lake surface, and sensed it carefully.

He stretched out his hand, and the mysterious fragment of the picture appeared before him.

On the incomplete map, it was clearly marked that the entire Dongting Lake was covered by dark clouds.

According to what was shown on the mysterious incomplete map, Wen Yan compared it with the electronic map again and asked the black box to make a calculation.

It is almost a big circle with a diameter of 500 kilometers, which almost covers the entire Dongting Lake.

The water level of the lake has risen a bit in the past two days. In addition, it has rained upstream these days, so the pressure downstream is quite high. Local departments and downstream coastal areas have all been closely monitoring the situation in the past few days.

If it was just a natural rain, the Lieyang tribe would not have taken it so seriously.

If this trend continues for the next week or ten days, the risk will rise sharply with every additional day.

Moreover, there was a sound of a dragon's roar before. If there was a dragon trying to take advantage of the weather, the nature of the situation would be completely different.

The meteorological department had already made predictions before. Combined with the changes in cloud maps over the years, climate change, etc., it stands to reason that the clouds here should have moved to other places yesterday.

Wen Yan closed his eyes and placed one hand on the mysterious incomplete map. On the back of his hand, the Water Official Talisman that could relieve disasters glowed slightly.

He sensed the clouds in the area and could roughly sense things that could not be seen in the weather cloud map.

There seems to be a very special structure inside this dark cloud that covers hundreds of kilometers.

It is like a three-dimensional vortex, spreading in the middle. When the clouds and mist roll, they will continuously absorb the surrounding water vapor, just like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

The range of influence of those three-dimensional whirlpools is not large, but when they work together, they make the water vapor here gather and not disperse, and it gathers more and more.

Not only will the rain not stop, but according to this trend, it is now the rainy season, and there is abundant water vapor sweeping in from the south, which is considered to be sufficient blood bags.

The rain probably won't stop for the next month.

Unless the dry and cold air from the northwest moves south and pushes all the way here, the stable trend here can be broken.

Wen Yan didn't know who was doing what. Anyone who could have such ability must be a natural alien species, and definitely a dragon descendant. He was not sure about his strength.

But in terms of rank alone, it would definitely not be lower than King Guilong.

King Guilong is already half a step away from becoming a true dragon, so this is almost the worst.

It would be best if the dragon soul has not been condensed yet, otherwise, Wen Yan doesn’t think he can win.

He stretched out his hand and tapped on the mysterious remaining map.

According to the information given to the black box, and with the help of the huge data from the meteorological department, he pointed to a place more than 500 kilometers away.

As Wen Yan pointed it out, the clouds there began to change a little bit.

The originally stagnant clouds there were broken out of balance by a slight external force, and the humid warm air was torn open by the dry and cold air.

Then, it was like a thousand-mile dam was destroyed by an ant hole. Soon, the rain that was falling there stopped, and from the torn hole, the dry and cold air continued to move towards the southeast.

After continuing for more than a hundred kilometers, instead of stopping the rain, heavy rain poured down.

It went all the way south towards the southeast, and continued to the northwest towards Dongting Lake. When it was still more than a hundred kilometers away, it had turned into heavy rain.

These rainstorm clouds began to compete for water vapor with the clouds in the direction of Dongting Lake.

As the struggle began, the rain clouds covering Dongting Lake began to lose their balance and their continuous supply of blood packs.

Even in the northwest direction, just over a hundred kilometers away, there was heavy rain, but after the rain gathered into a stream, it did not gather in Dongting Lake, but gathered from the edge of Dongting Lake to the lower reaches of Dongting Lake.

Wen Yan sensed carefully that he had been standing by the lake with his eyes closed for several hours.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and felt signs of external intervention.

There was a small vortex that added to the rain clouds overhead.