I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 396 - 168: Rejecting Friends, Continuous Omens (5k)_3
He really had no choice, so he could only stretch out both hands, letting out heavy Yin and frigid energy that seeped in, constantly merging with the liquor inside the thermos. Before long, chilling cold mist was pouring out from the mouth of the bottle.
Wen Yan screwed the cap back on, thanking him repeatedly.
Old Ghost Ji was actually a bit scared now, quickly finding an excuse about being drained and retreating to his room, not coming out again.
Wen Yan contacted the logistics division of the Scorching Sun Department to send the two tubs of deeply Yin and frigid liquor back to Nanwu County, while he stayed on in Guanzhong County, hanging around to get more familiar faces.
A message notification came through. Wen Yan opened it and saw that it was from the delivery guy, as noted in his contacts.
"Mr. Wen, hello, sorry to bother you. I ran into a whole lot of ghosts yesterday, seriously a ton of them. And tonight, I got another order, from a ghost, and I saw even more ghosts there. I really can’t take it anymore; I just feel so cold, and I honestly have nowhere else to turn, so I thought I’d come to you for help."
Wen Yan stared at the message, a little surprised but not entirely shocked.
Thinking about it, that delivery guy was, after all, the only one brave enough to actually bring food to his house. Better not let anything happen to him.
He was about to say, "If you notice anything wrong with an order, just cancel it, or just stop taking orders altogether."
But then he thought about it—this guy used to deliver to him, face white as a sheet, but still carried on and delivered anyway, never late even once afterward, very professional. So Wen Yan didn’t feel right saying things like that.
"Before taking any orders, have a look—don’t just accept anything. Take today off, don’t take any more orders, someone will get in touch with you soon."
After sending the message, Wen Yan thought for a moment and decided to give him a video call. The delivery guy picked up immediately, and a face appeared on the screen—pale, even a hint of blue, bundled up in blankets, sitting on his bed.
Wen Yan could tell at a glance—classic case of too much Yin Qi invading the body. He’d seen it plenty of times.
"So, tell me exactly what happened?"
The guy told him about yesterday’s delivery, how he ended up on a road swarming with ghosts, and that he delivered again today. After coming back, he just felt colder and colder.
Wen Yan listened, dumbfounded.
Seriously now, delivering orders straight to the Underworld Road, and didn’t even use a proper entrance or exit.
"What’s your profession?"
"Huh? Oh, I’m a horseman—delivery rider."
"You can’t take a day off today?"
"I’ve actually taken off, but I feel like I have a fever, whole body’s cold, but when I checked my temperature, it was even lower than usual. Am I... am I possessed?"
"It’s not that serious. It’s just too much Yin Qi in your body. For mild cases, just get some sun for a few days and you’ll be fine. In more severe cases, two courses of medicine will do it. But remember, don’t just accept any order, okay? I’ll have someone get in touch with you. Just wait."
Once he’d confirmed it wasn’t serious, Wen Yan hung up and called Feng Yao, mentioned there was a particular professional who just showed up, and to have him registered with the Scorching Sun Department.
This delivery guy was really professional and diligent—if his profession was a bit special, there was a good chance he’d be directly brought into the Scorching Sun Department.
Even if he resisted, he’d probably still get a little something out of it, enough to deal with his current problem.
Just as Wen Yan hung up, he saw Shen Zijun coming back in from outside, his soul body seemed a little ethereal, bits of Yin Qi leaking out from time to time.
Wen Yan recalled what the delivery guy said, looked Shen Zijun up and down. The Yin Qi on Shen Zijun felt especially familiar to him.
"You’re back."
"Yeah, I’m back." Shen Zijun seemed distracted, as if Wen Yan startled him.
"I totally forgot yesterday. Let’s take a photo together while you’re here—it’s not every day you drop by."
Wen Yan remembered what the delivery guy described earlier, so he enthusiastically dragged Shen Zijun over for a photo. As soon as it was done, Shen Zijun left in a hurry.
Wen Yan looked at the photo. Shen Zijun’s eyes were unfocused, just like he’d seen, the guy zoning out from time to time.
He sent the photo to the delivery guy and asked:
"The person you saw last night, was it this one?"
"It was him! /Shocked"
"It’s fine, no big deal, just get some rest."
Wen Yan secretly found a Grave Walker and asked if he’d brought Shen Zijun to the Nether Path last night. Sure enough, the Grave Walker said Shen Zijun asked to travel the same road Wen Yan did.
Showing up near someone else’s home, uninvited—that’s not exactly polite, let alone showing up near Wen Yan’s house. So the Grave Walker deflected, saying they needed to check with Lord Zhu and Wen Yan.
Now Wen Yan understood how Shen Zijun got lost on the Underworld Road. The guy must have used some other method to get there, then screwed up and got stuck wandering about.
Then, by a stroke of dumb luck, he ran into the delivery guy taking an order, and that’s what got him out.
Wen Yan rubbed his temples, starting to get a headache.
More and more things seemed to be connected to nether souls—now even the delivery guy could end up delivering on the Nether Path, and there was an entrance right behind his house. This is definitely turning into a problem.
The omens are piling up.
Better let the Scorching Sun Department handle it—they’ve surely been preparing for this.
It’s just, they probably can’t handle everything either.
Looking around at all the ghosts hanging about, Wen Yan figured Lord Zhu’s birthday banquet probably wasn’t going to go as smoothly as he’d hoped.
Just in the few days leading up to it, two guests showed up early; one representing Helan Mountain—Old Ghost Ji, who wasn’t really a problem, since he’d fallen out of step with the times and probably didn’t get out much these days.
But the one from Fengdu, Shen Zijun—that one seemed to have another agenda.
Wen Yan didn’t believe for a second that he’d come alone just to hunt a Heart-Probing Ghost.
Going solo against a Heart-Probing Ghost is actually pretty dangerous.
Meanwhile, over in Virtue City, inside a new apartment complex, a woman in silk pajamas picked up her phone, an alluring and expectant smile on her face, and placed today’s food order.
