I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 1078: Chapter 387: Sending a Wife, Customs (5k)_3

One, there’s only one large door, opening it requires more than one key.

Two, there are more than one doors, each door requires its specific key.

Three, there’s only one door, every key can actually open it, and each key might also be a token.

The last broken gold mask, Wen Yan couldn’t discern much from it, nor was there a hint about it, presumably meaning the mask posed him no danger.

Made a call to Old Meng, waited for a minute, Old Meng called back, with police sirens audible in the background of the call.

"Uh, Old Meng, you didn’t cause some big scene over there, did you?"

"No, it’s unrelated to me, there’s a demonstration outside, things got chaotic."

Old Meng was sitting in a villa living room, with seven or eight corpses lying around messily, he was holding the phone with one hand while covering the mouth of another severely injured, dying man with the other.

"Oh, are you busy right now? I have a few items here, would like to ask for your help in appraising them."

"I’ve just finished my business, hold on for a moment, I’ll come when it gets dark."

"Alright."

Hung up the call, Old Meng casually twisted and broke the neck of the assassin beneath him, then looked at the blood stains on him, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into clean clothes. Once it was completely dark, he donned casual clothes, pushing a baby stroller in which a Mole Cricket was sleeping soundly.

He looked just like an ordinary person, taking a walk with the stroller.

Today, he encountered assassins again, but these assassins likely knew nothing, merely used as cannon fodder.

These days, he had been in Nanyang, his face, trying to hide here, indeed made things much easier, vaguely figuring out the situation now.

He just knew, simply playing the role of a buyer chasing actors for an assassination, with the main character coming out to rescue, was unnecessary.

Now he was pretty sure, he had reversed the cause and effect.

It wasn’t to invite him to be The Rich, rather inviting him as a means, the true goal likely being to take his life.

Old Meng sneered, he had the resurrected Cross Medal, had a fixed coordinate, and he wasn’t in Divine Land, so what was there to fear? Even if chaos erupted, if things couldn’t be contained, at worst, he’d return to Divine Land, the severest outcome being manning a sewing machine, getting assimilated.

He pushed the stroller, walking on the night path, gradually disappearing from view.

Going to other places, he still needed to jump, to transit, as for going to Wen Yan’s place, he didn’t even need to jump, directly returning from the Void at once.

Still the same old place, Old Meng rode the tricycle with the Mole Cricket, appearing outside the north wall of Wen Yan Family’s neighborhood.

Wen Yan was already waiting here.

Seeing Old Meng appear, Wen Yan frowned slightly, looking at the sleeping Mole Cricket on the tricycle.

"Injured?"

Wen Yan extended a hand, touched the dog’s head, tried to bless it with a bit of Yang Energy, but the energy was unexpectedly dispersed.

"What’s going on?"

"Encountered an ambush two days ago, I discovered something I shouldn’t have known, then a powerful family in Nanyang decided to kill me to silence me.

They hired a top sorcerer over there and a Head Teacher Jiang, my old partner took a hit for me, and now he’s like this.

These days, apart from being unable to transform, there’s no life-threatening hazard, should recover after sleeping for some days."

Wen Yan reached out, touched the dog’s head, his Yang Energy constantly emanating, transferring over, clashing with the sinister power on the Mole Cricket.

A few seconds later, Wen Yan grew impatient, bestowed a burst of Explosive Great Sun onto the Mole Cricket.

In an instant, a distorted, elongated ghostly skeleton phantom was forcibly expelled from the Mole Cricket by the explosive Yang Energy.

The phantom had a strange, sinister aura, as soon as it flew out, it soared into the sky, and soon a thunderstorm erupted in the night sky, a thunderbolt descended, completely dissipating the phantom on the spot.

Wen Yan looked up, sensed the surroundings, seemingly no one was performing sorcery?

"Stop looking, such outsider’s sinister oddities dare not enter Divine Land at all.

Well, this thing’s akin to a lightning rod, or rather diametrically opposed to the Divine Land’s atmosphere.

Just like two clouds with different charges, when approaching, they easily trigger thunderstorms.

Three Mountains and Five Ridges hold today’s status thanks to solid power and merits, none can be missing.

This thing is indeed one of the masterpieces of Three Mountains and Five Ridges."

"Uh, the legendary Nine Provinces Barrier?"

"Where did you read that term in a novel? This thing is called Customs down south, Great Wall up north, isn’t that common knowledge? Using ready-made terms is handy for understanding, also convenient for confidentiality."

"Not that much common knowledge!"

"Thanks." Old Meng looked at the sleeping Mole Cricket, suddenly expressed gratitude.

"You’re welcome, what have you discovered over there making people hunt you like this?"

"There’s a major force manipulating money, stirring economic changes, Divine Land surely knows this, I unintentionally stumbled upon some information. Nanyang has a big family involved, also traces of Fateless Pawnshop.

Moreover, I unexpectedly found out a bit of Fateless Pawnshop’s little secret.

I’m almost certain, they’re not looking to put on a play, but first act a play for me to see through it’s all a show.

Making me assume their goal being to invite me to be The Rich. A few days back someone contacted me, claiming it was all a misunderstanding, subordinates acted on their own, etc.

If I hadn’t discovered some things myself, I might have believed such ghostly tales.

Playing these nested games is all to eliminate me, for what’s in my possession."

"What’s that?"

"The gold in my hands."

"Coincidentally, the three items I invited you to appraise this time are all gold."

Wen Yan took out three items, Old Meng glanced at the gold coins, not even picking them up.

"Do you still want the gold coins? I also have one, stored elsewhere, this darn thing carries a curse. If you’re not afraid, I’ll give it to you, rumored to have treasures, yet never heard of anyone genuinely finding anything, not a speck."

"What about the others?"

"The mask... Why does this mask look so much like those freshly unearthed ones?" Old Meng glanced up, seeing Wen Yan’s expression, decisively shut his mouth, he looked intently for a while: "It should be the mask worn during rituals, the wearer had high status and power, hence, this mask has become a wondrous item, ordinary people should refrain from wearing it. The other half is best placed together, for it’ll likely repair itself, overall posing no danger, genuinely a proper wondrous item for rituals."

"And the gold nugget?"

Old Meng picked up the gold nugget, playing with it, chuckled coldly.

"This is the reason those people want to eliminate me, because the Big Yellow Fish and small yellow fish I have, over time, all possess similar power, and mine has higher quality."