I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 485 - 198: Informant, Inner Voice (5k)

This ghost looked pretty average, wearing a fluffy pajama set—seems like a modern ghost to me.

What they wear doesn’t matter much anyway; here, ghosts wear all kinds of stuff. There was even one who ran around in just underwear and got stopped by the Ghost Market guards for "ruining the vibe," so they handed him some clothes.

Wen Yan waved. That ghost, who’d been talking up a storm, glanced around and didn’t dare say anything more. He forced a tiny smile and came over to Wen Yan’s table.

"Sit."

"Thank you, thank you." The ghost only sat with half his butt on the stool, super jittery.

Seeing him like that, Wen Yan knew he couldn’t ask anything here. After considering, he asked,

"Can I borrow a little of your time?"

"Of course, go ahead."

"I have something I want to ask you—can we talk somewhere else?"

"Sure, it’s all up to you."

Wen Yan got up and took this ghost along. Inside the teahouse, a bunch of ghosts were still gossiping away like nothing happened—even death couldn’t stop their bragging.

After finding a quiet spot, Wen Yan looked at the nervous ghost and smiled.

"Relax, I just have a few questions. I mean you no harm. This is the Rakshasa Ghost Market—everyone has to follow the rules here. Don’t worry."

But the more Wen Yan said, the more nervous the other got. Instantly, he started imagining: If this wasn’t the Rakshasa Ghost Market, I’d probably be dead by now.

"B-big bro, I was just spouting nonsense, really, just talking crap."

"Relax, sit down and let’s chat."

Once the ghost did sit, Wen Yan asked,

"What’s your name?"

"I’m Mai Conggui."

"Huh, Mai? Isn’t that surname mostly in Nanwu County? Are there any in Central Plains County? Oh right, travel’s easy these days, so I guess it’s normal anywhere."

"I actually ran away from Nanwu County..." Mai Conggui now definitely didn’t dare play any tricks.

He could tell Wen Yan was hinting—he knew Mai was now in Central Plains County, originally from Nanwu County.

"So why’d you move to the Central Plains?"

"Tuoba Martial God’s Yang Energy is just too much—couldn’t stay in Yu State anymore, so I moved to Central Plains County."

Wen Yan was surprised. He’d heard this tale about whole cities of ghosts moving because of Tuoba Martial God several times already.

He was starting to think it was just a meme everyone joked about, and no one actually checked. Never expected to run into the real deal today.

"You saw me last night, didn’t you?"

"N-no, no, this is my first time meeting you, big bro." Mai Conggui shook his head like a rattle-drum, so nervous his neck shrank in.

"Don’t be nervous. I just want to ask you something. If I think you’re up for it, I want you as my informant. There’s money in it—whatever kind you want, real cash or paper money."

"Ah..." Mai Conggui was first shocked, then delighted.

"Relax, this has nothing to do with the Scorching Sun Department. You’d just be my informant."

"Oh wow, big bro, you should’ve said so earlier! I’m definitely on board."

And honestly, he actually was a witness from last night; he saw Wen Yan force an evil ghost out of the sewer and, without a word, just smack it into oblivion.

That left some serious trauma; he didn’t even dare hang around that area today. He ran to hide in the Ghost Market overnight.

"Let’s start with that Big Head Ghost—what’s the situation there?"

"I only heard about Big Head too—people say he just showed up in Central Plains County lately.

Big Head isn’t an evil ghost or a fierce ghost, but he’s even more vicious than your garden-variety evil ghost.

He’s already rumbled with a bunch of ghosts. They say that even if a dog crosses his path, he’ll go for a bite—real savage."

"No tall tales, okay? Just tell it straight."

"No, seriously—I ain’t exaggerating. I saw one right here in the Ghost Market last time—hand literally bitten off. Came here to beg Lord Zhu for a healing pill."

"Yin and Soul Nourishing Pill?"

"Yeah, that’s the one."

"That works on ghosts too?"

"That’s actually what it’s made for—for ghosts who’ve formed a ghost body. If they get hurt, this stuff works wonders. But it turns out it helps humans too, so now the price just keeps climbing."

"Go on, anything else?"

"That’s about it—just heard Big Head’s arrived in Central Plains County, squabbled with tons of ghosts, but he usually doesn’t go all the way—one bite and he’s done. So a lot of ghosts know about him, but nobody wants to mess with him."

"How about this—anything else? Like ghosts huge as a mountain." Wen Yan probed, based on info he’d gotten after gaining his Domain.

In those flashes, there was a scene with a massive, obese ghost, at least seven or eight meters tall, shaped like a walking Meat Mountain.

This was someone Big Head Ghost had bumped into, had even shown up inside the Domain before.

And in the Scorching Sun Department, there were definitely records of such a ghost.

Mai Conggui was stunned inside—damn, this guy really knows everything.

"I just heard rumors about that one too—they call him Meat Mountain. Really vicious, loves to eat rotting flesh.

He came to Central Plains County too?

With a body that size, how’d he even get here...

Ah, forget I said anything—I talk too much.

I only heard stories about him, never seen him.

Just heard he doesn’t like being around the living.

Likes ghosts even less—just likes to lurk where there’s dead flesh."

"And what about a ghost shaped like a giant snake—six or seven meters long, grayish-brown skin—you know anything about that?" Wen Yan pressed on.

"Heard some ghosts talk about it—someone ran into that guy on the Underworld Road. But supposedly he found his way out and now haunts the living world. That’s all I know."

Wen Yan eyed Mai Conggui up and down, thinking, damn, this ghost really does seem to know a little bit about everything.