I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 337: Chapter 149: Exchanging Gifts, The Simplest Thing (5k)_2

The rest doesn’t really matter, but this charge—he definitely wouldn’t dare to take the fall for it.

”You’re not wrong about that.” King Guilong nodded thoughtfully.

”Just be careful, don’t get tricked.”

Seeing that King Guilong still didn’t seem too concerned, Wen Yan turned his thoughts and decided to up the ante.

”Think more about Dragon Mother!”

As soon as he said this, King Guilong got serious and finally took it to heart.

They chatted about some other things for a while, Wen Yan went on for a bit, saying things King Guilong liked to hear.

Then he remembered something else, hesitated, but finally asked out loud.

”By the way, I heard you seemed pretty interested in that guy called He Changfeng before?”

”Yeah, I was. I heard that guy had the ability to bring people back to life. It’s a pity—his remaining soul has dispersed.”

”Huh, just because of that?”

”What else, then?”

”How do you know?”

”Heard it from someone.”

”And you just believe what people say?”

”No, it’s because of that video or whatever.”

”...”

Wen Yan wanted to say, well, just because there’s a video doesn’t mean it’s real, but then he thought, odds are he’s going to forge a video himself next, so he swallowed the words.

Seeing Wen Yan go quiet, King Guilong instantly sensed something was off.

”Is this another conspiracy?”

He let out a low call, and soon enough, Old Turtle appeared in the temple.

”That video you got before, who gave it to you?”

”Huh? What video?”

”That resurrection video.”

”I saw two guys sneakily watching it by the shore. I scared them, and their phone fell into the water.”

King Guilong stared at Old Turtle. He’d used this excuse before, but at that time it didn’t seem off—just thought it was a lucky find.

Now, after Wen Yan brought up all these possible conspiracies, King Guilong started thinking something was fishy, too.

”Do you still have the phone?”

”Yeah.” Old Turtle swam to a corner of the yard, dug out a phone wrapped in a plastic bag.

The phone was obviously soaked, totally dead, couldn’t be turned on at all.

”I’ll take this with me, I’ll get someone to take a look and see if we can find anything on it. You remember the exact day you found this phone and where, right?”

”I remember.” Old Turtle nodded.

”Alright, point it out to me in a bit.”

”Stop thinking about that resurrection stuff. I saw another part of He Changfeng’s soul before—his resurrection comes at too high a price, and it’s basically gaming the rules. I doubt you’d accept having the resurrected person turn into a demon, right?”

”Then forget it...” King Guilong shook his head at once. ”Things are pretty good as they are now. Mother still has a shot at revival. Just asking you to look after the Stone Archway for me.”

”Don’t worry, I remember every year. But you remember too: don’t let them fool you.”

Judging by the time, it was almost dawn, so Wen Yan was ready to go.

Before he left, he pulled out a box and placed it in front of him.

”There’s a Yin and Soul Nourishing Pill inside. It’s a secret remedy from Lord Zhu of Guanzhong County. I haven’t even tasted it myself—I’m giving it to you.”

King Guilong wanted to return the kindness with a gift, but after checking all his pockets, found he was totally broke.

But looking at Wen Yan now, he was starting to feel pretty good about the guy. Wen Yan was still helping his mother—if he didn’t return the favor, he’d lose face. So he gritted his teeth, and a palm-sized bluish-black scale flew out from the temple.

”That Mountain Lord is pretty tough—with his Technique of Slaughter, at my peak I’d only handle three hits at most.

Wear this on your chest, use it as a Heart Protecting Mirror.

With the state that Mountain Lord is in, he probably doesn’t even have a physical body.

This scale should be able to block one strike of the Technique of Slaughter.”

As soon as he heard this, Wen Yan didn’t stand on ceremony, tucked the scale in his chest, and thanked him repeatedly.

He thought he’d go pull a few senior members from the sect to ask Cai Qidong when they’d finally officially grant King Guilong a temple.

With that, Wen Yan left in this harmonious atmosphere.

Before heading off, Old Turtle even guided him to the spot where he’d found the phone and described what those two people looked like and what they were wearing at the time.

Wen Yan reached the shore and snuck back home—by then, the sun was up.

Then he called Cai Qidong and briefed him on today’s progress.

Hearing that things went more smoothly than expected—and surprisingly, it was mostly thanks to the Stone Archway at Central Virtue City and the annually maintained Dragon Mother Temple—

Cai Qidong suddenly felt that the old leaders who handled these things decades ago really had great foresight.

As for taking the blame, Cai Qidong didn’t care at all. When Wen Yan said he wanted a video to appease King Guilong, Cai Qidong readily approved it with a laugh.

Maybe, back then, there really were some crazy bastards who managed to catch it on video.

As for that phone that’s been soaking in the water for ages, they’d send it to the Scorching Sun Department, and the tech guys would handle it. Not being able to power it on is a minor issue, as long as the records inside aren’t lost.

”Try to figure out what exactly the Mountain Lord is after. I’ve already called in some experts—Old Celestial Master is busy, but the Purple Robed Boss might send two people, they’ll be here in a few days.”

”I’ll do my best. Where’s that guy gone now?”

”Left Virtue City, heading west. He should already be in Luoyue County. Looks like he really is seeking out King Guilong. Is King Guilong trustworthy?”

”King Guilong might not look that reliable, but I can see that when it comes to matters concerning Dragon Mother, he’s extremely cautious and can keep himself in check.”

”The people I invited should arrive in the next couple of days. We can’t pin all our hopes on King Guilong.”