I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 500: Chapter 203: Not a Coincidence, Betting on Dao Heart (5k)

”What do you mean?!”

Wen Yan was a bit stunned. He rubbed his head and calmly thought it over.

He’d seen a lot over the years, including plenty of Ghosts, and he roughly understood that if a gentle Ghost suddenly lost it, something must have really set them off.

Maybe it was something someone said, maybe something that happened—anyway, except for Evil Ghosts, most Ghosts wouldn’t just explode for no reason.

Especially since Hao Mingyang had been so well-behaved just now, got collected without any resistance from start to finish, definitely not a vicious guy. Most likely, he was a good-natured person when he was alive.

When a docile person finally snaps, the outburst is truly wild, absolutely reckless.

Wen Yan listened to Hao Mingyang’s words, thinking it over, and realized with certainty: it was the name ”Hao Mingyang” that had made this Jinx lose control.

He said he wasn’t Hao Mingyang, but from his figure and looks, to the clothes he wore and the little details—everything confirmed he was Hao Mingyang.

All of these had detailed records, and while Wen Yan doubted himself for a moment, Feng Yao had found real experts, and with the Scorching Sun Department’s internal resources, there was no way the most basic identity info would be mistaken.

If this one thing was off, everything that followed would be wrong.

Thinking this, Wen Yan turned to look at Qing Xuzi.

It dawned on him right away—no wonder, coming from Qingcheng, specializing in the study of Ghosts, even fortune-telling for Ghosts could be so accurate. There was definitely something wrong here.

Qing Xuzi was also frowning deeply, pinching his fingers to calculate so fast he was about to strike sparks like Mars, and his brow just knit tighter and tighter.

Finally, he pulled out both hands and added a sixty-four-layer Compass, fidgeting with it in a showy, mysterious way. After a series of incomprehensible moves, he let out a great sigh.

”My skills are lacking, unworthy of the ancestors. Even with all the info and right in front of me, I still can’t work it out—I’ve lived for decades in vain.”

”Priest, is it possible he’s really not Hao Mingyang?”

”Impossible. Absolutely impossible!”

Qing Xuzi flatly denied it, staring at Hao Mingyang, then at the Scorching Sun Department’s files.

”This is modern society; every step leaves a trace. Everything can be checked, living or dead. This appearance is this person—he just died by misfortune, that’s all.”

Wen Yan watched as he held Hao Mingyang down. As soon as the words ”Hao Mingyang” were spoken, the struggles started; his expression turned vicious and ferocious, eyes flashing with savagery. Wen Yan couldn’t help using more force and pressed his head hard down.

The stone slab on the floor cracked with a snap. Hao Mingyang’s eyes became clear again, and his expression grew even more aggrieved.

”I’m really not Hao Mingyang.”

”Then who are you?”

”I... I don’t remember... but I just know I’m not Hao Mingyang.”

The first half of Hao Mingyang’s reply was hesitant, but the second half became decisive, absolutely firm.

”Alright, alright, you’re not Hao Mingyang, but we have to call you something, right? If you don’t even know who you are, let’s just use Hao Mingyang as a placeholder for now. That okay?”

Wen Yan spoke to him in a gentle, coaxing manner.

Hao Mingyang tried hard to lift his eyes, but unfortunately, with Wen Yan pinning him to the floor with one hand, he really wanted to say no.

Even though he was reluctant, he had to give in for now—as long as they knew he wasn’t Hao Mingyang, that was enough.

Hao Mingyang compromised, and Wen Yan hauled him up.

Qing Xuzi took out a little jade stone house and waved at Hao Mingyang.

”You go in first. I’ll take you somewhere else. This place isn’t right for you to stay any longer. If the influence keeps growing, you’ll definitely be done for.”

Hao Mingyang looked at Wen Yan, and Wen Yan grinned with his teeth showing.

”Count yourself lucky you bumped into me at the door. Otherwise, if you dared to set foot in that Funeral Home, you’d be dead for sure.”

”I just wanted to die and get it over with. I can’t stay anywhere for long—if I linger, I start affecting others.

I wanted to sunbathe, to see if the sun would destroy me, but even that couldn’t kill me.

I heard people say Virtue City is a Ghost Forbidden Area, so I came to try my luck.

I saw a bunch of Evil Ghosts hanging around, but after wandering a bit, I didn’t run into anybody.

I also heard Virtue City Funeral House burns all kinds of weird stuff.

I spotted a Spiritual Vehicle and followed it, waiting to get burned up along with everything else.”

The more Hao Mingyang talked, the gloomier he sounded. Wen Yan even felt the power from the Calamity Protector Water Official Talisman on the back of his hand start to intensify.

Wen Yan was startled—It can get even stronger?

He hurried to give some comforting words.

”Alright, enough, stop right there. I know a lot of people in the Scorching Sun Department; we’ll take our time investigating. Isn’t that a good thing? Maybe we’ll finally figure out who you really are. You ought to cheer up.”

After Wen Yan said that, Hao Mingyang finally calmed down a bit and obediently got collected into the jade carving.

Qing Xuzi pulled out a talisman, sealing the jade carving, then took out two more different talismans, wrapping it up tight, and put it away in a solid wooden box.

His expression was a little downcast, a bit powerless.

Only now did he realize—Hao Mingyang never even noticed him, wasn’t running from his pursuit.

Qing Xuzi found it a blow to the ego—not only could he not divine Ghosts anymore, but the one Ghost he’d been tracking never even noticed him, and he couldn’t catch up either.

He started to wonder if his learning was too jumbled, his skills too scattered—could do a bit of everything but excelled at nothing.