I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 483 - 197: Conscience Too Bad, Eyewitness (5k)_2

Chapter 483: Chapter 197: Conscience Too Bad, Eyewitness (5k)_2

But after aiming at the back of the memorial tablet, Wen Yan was slightly taken aback.

In the camera, he couldn’t see those three characters at all.

The phone in his hand was one given out by the Scorching Sun Department— even ghosts could be photographed with it.

He put away the phone. By now he more or less understood why Grandma had told him to take away the things from the altar table.

He opened the box, wrapped everything from the table carefully in red silk, added some shock protection, then put it all away.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the two now-empty tables and decided to just move the tables themselves too—if everything remained exactly as it was, nothing would go wrong.

The Scorching Sun Department’s logistics system was really efficient. He could carry the smaller stuff himself, but the bigger items should go through logistics.

After packing up, he handed over both Chen Qimo’s packed suitcase and the two wooden tables to the Scorching Sun Department’s logistics, asking them to help deliver everything.

Wen Yan himself slung all the rest of the stuff from the altar over his back, then left with Chen Qimo.

As soon as they locked up and stepped out the door, Chen Qimo stood in front of her family’s gate, staring back in a daze for quite a while.

"Let’s go. You can always come back when it’s the holidays—don’t worry about anything, I’ll arrange for someone to look after things."

Chen Qimo looked a bit down, didn’t say a word, and just clung to Wen Yan’s sleeve, obediently following behind him.

"Do you want to take a plane? Or the train? Or use a shortcut? If we take the shortcut, we’ll be home in at most half an hour."

"I’ll do whatever Big Brother Su says."

"Alright then, just come with me. I have a friend waiting at the street corner."

They took the Scorching Sun Department’s vehicle and left the city, arriving at a desolate grave outside town, where the Grave Walker had just lit three sticks of incense and stuck them into the grave mound.

"My buddy—you’ve met him—Feng Wei."

"Hello Uncle Feng," Chen Qimo greeted immediately.

The Grave Walker smiled, cheerfully responding.

"You bringing her along too?"

"Gotta be quick, you know? Once you get used to comfort, it’s hard to go back. If I had to sit through another eight or nine hours by car, or one hour on the road, then another hour waiting, then three hours on a plane, and finally another two hours by car to get home, I honestly couldn’t take it."

"Same here," the Grave Walker laughed loudly. He didn’t mind helping with this sort of thing at all. Playing an irreplaceable role gave him a sense of accomplishment—especially when his friends needed him. Honestly, it made him genuinely happy.

"Just wait a sec, let the incense burn out. I’ve never been around here before, so I’m marking the spot. Next time it’ll be easier to find."

A moment later, the grave—so nondescript the mound barely showed—cracked open, revealing a passage slanting downwards.

"Stick close, all right? Shortcuts are a bit dangerous, but compared to a whole day on the road, I’d much rather take the risk." Wen Yan took Chen Qimo by the hand, earnestly reminding her.

The girl meekly agreed, saying nothing, just following along.

They followed the shadowy path downward, and soon entered the Nether Path.

Wen Yan’s Yang energy enveloped Chen Qimo, leading her through the Nether Path.

Here, tons of mindless ghosts sensed the Yang energy on Wen Yan, and each instinctively kept as far away as possible.

As they went on, after five minutes, in a fork in the Nether Path that they couldn’t see, a Uni-horned Ghost and a Two-Horned Ghost stood beside the main road, staring at the distant Yang energy.

"Big bro, should we give chase? That girl’s the perfect vessel!" asked the Uni-horned Ghost.

"Chase your ass! Got a brain? Where’s your brain gone?" The Two-Horned Ghost flew into a rage, grabbed the Uni-horned Ghost’s horn, pinned him to the ground, and started kicking like crazy.

"Huh? What now?" The Uni-horned Ghost, black and blue from the beating, started pitifully reflecting on what he’d done wrong this time, or what he’d said wrong.

"People these days are just too nasty! No conscience whatsoever!" The Two-Horned Ghost pounded his chest and stomped his feet in agitation.

"Big bro, I don’t get it..."

"When they came, didn’t you notice? Where did they come from?

There’s just that one entrance over there, huge and shiny as hell.

Aside from that, where else could they have come from?

Now the guy is leading that perfect vessel of a girl back the exact same way. Where do you think they’re going?

Can’t you see what this is all about?

This son of a bitch is fishing!"

No conscience! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

There’s not a single decent person in Nanwu County!

That Heizi from the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department, why doesn’t he just go fight it out with the Forbidden Zone guys?

Best case scenario, both sides wipe each other out!"

Talking about this, the Two-Horned Ghost was practically gnashing his teeth.

"Even so...but big bro, that Heizi in Nanwu County seems to have chickened out. He put up a bunch of new streetlights near the Forbidden Zone. I heard those new streetlights are super sturdy—even if you hang up a three- or four-meter-tall Evil Ghost on them, the pole doesn’t wobble one bit."

"You think I don’t know? And you had to say it! Is your mouth the only thing you’ve got?" The Two-Horned Ghost got even angrier, used it as an excuse, and gave the Uni-horned Ghost another round of punches and kicks, beating his head crooked.

"Big bro, so why are we still hanging around here?" The Uni-horned Ghost straightened his head, looking confused.

"People these days are worse than ghosts, totally rotten. Obviously, we have to expose their dirty tricks.

Haven’t you heard?

The Jianghu isn’t all about fighting and killing, it’s about relationships and the social game.

The way they’re openly fishing like this, who knows how many ghosts are gonna fall for it.

If we go stop the others, aren’t we saving them?

Golden opportunity to build connections and earn favors like this? Might never come again in our lifetime.

Come on, let’s go!"

The Two-Horned Ghost hopped onto the main road and followed the flow of ghosts ahead.