Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 107

The temple is deep and secluded, with an ancient well in the courtyard, covered with a bluestone slab and a Dharani Sutra blanket on the slab. Four chains extend from the side of the well to the hands of the stone statues of Arhats in the four corners.

An old monk with a white beard was sitting cross-legged in front of a well.

This area is not open to tourists, and the abbot recently issued a strict order for monks in the temple not to approach it.

As the sun set in the west, the old monk's shadow became very long until another figure stepped on it.

The old monk opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Donor Liu, you are finally here."

Aunt Liu threw the big bag in her hand to the ground, walked to a stone statue of an arhat, reached out and grabbed a chain and pulled it back.

With a "clattering" sound, the other three chains also moved together, and the four stones in the center of the wellhead were opened.

Aunt Liu walked to the well, uncovered the Dharani Sutra, threw it to the ground, then raised her foot and kicked over the top bluestone slab with a "bang".

The old monk didn't say much, but just silently picked up the sutra and put it in his hands.

Aunt Liu didn't rush down the well, but looked at the old monk and asked, "What are you still doing here?"

The old monk replied, "Since Mr. Liu has deposited his money here, I will personally help take care of it."

"have a finger in the pie."

"Donor Liu, this is the well of our temple."

“During the Qianlong reign, our Liu family’s ancestors used this well to suppress corpse demons, and later ordered their servants to build a temple here to protect it. If you think about it carefully, old monk, the first abbot of this temple, your master, also worshipped the Dragon King of our Liu family.

So, shouldn't this temple belong to my Liu family?"

The old monk said: "Donor Liu is absolutely right."

"Oh, I thought you, an old monk, would say to me, 'This is different now.'"

"I dare not." The old monk said calmly, "I have not yet completed my worldly cultivation, so I have no face to see the Buddha."

"Go aside."

The old monk raised his hand and said, "Please, Mr. Liu, take that thing first."

Aunt Liu waved her hand, and a black shadow jumped out from some corner nearby, came to Aunt Liu's feet, climbed up, and finally came to Aunt Liu's palm. Then she pulled it back with her backhand, and the thing disappeared.

The old monk let out a long sigh, stood up and left with the sutra blanket in his arms.

He came to see something, but he was not looking at what was under the well, but what was placed beside the well.

If that thing gets out of control and causes harm, then everyone in the temple will probably be covered in black and go to the West to worship the Buddha together.

After the old monk left, Aunt Liu jumped into the well. Soon, Yin Meng, who was completely naked, was pulled out.

After landing at the edge of the well, Aunt Liu stroked her nails lightly, and a strange fragrance came out and reached Yin Meng's nose.

Yin Meng opened her eyes.

"Master..."

"From now on, change back to the previous name."

"Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu nodded, and stroked Yin Meng's skin with her fingers, feeling the whiteness and tenderness, and smiled:

"This is what a Sichuan and Chongqing girl should look like."

Yin Meng asked: "Aunt Liu, didn't you say that we should soak for a day and a night?"

No girl can resist the temptation of having better skin.

"Someone asked me to get you out early."

Yin Meng nodded immediately: "That's what I should do."

"I brought you a few sets of clothes. Choose one and put it on first. Take the rest away. Your original clothes are too rustic. Old ladies in the countryside wear more fashionable clothes than you."

Yin Meng chose a set of clothes from the bag and put them on. She stood up and brushed her wet hair back with her hands. She had a youthful and free-spirited demeanor. She was very young.

"Aunt Liu, thank you."

Grandpa is a man, and his parents left home very early. Yin Meng found the feeling of a mother in Aunt Liu.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Aunt Liu stretched lazily. She didn't feel much reluctance in her heart, but only infinite relief. She had been really tormented during this period of time.

"Mengmeng, remember, when you look for a partner in the future, you have to find someone who can cook."

"Ah."

"If you meet the wrong person, you should cook a meal for him yourself."

……

Yin Meng returned to the Liu family, pushed open the gate and walked in, and saw Li Zhuiyuan and A'li sitting under the flower stand. The boy and girl both raised their heads and used the starry sky as a chessboard.

Li Zhuiyuan moved his eyes away, glanced at Yin Meng, then retracted his eyes and continued playing chess, but still uttered a two-word evaluation:
"It's white."

Yin Meng smiled and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "This question is really scary."

Yin Meng waved her hands and said, "No, no, Aunt Liu went out to buy groceries and will be back to cook later."

"That was made for the old lady and A'li. We might not be able to eat it in time." As he said that, Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin who was running towards him on the path in the distance.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I have arranged everything."

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Binbin."

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked at Ah Li: "I'm going out now. I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

Ali nodded.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the bone ring on the ring finger of his left hand. He liked this ring very much, but unfortunately his body would continue to grow and the bone ring would no longer fit his hand.

But it doesn’t matter, I can just dig it out from the ashes.

When the boy walked out of the yard, he stopped and looked back. The girl under the flower stand was still looking at him.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched his face.

He had already prepared himself mentally that the skin on his body would become tight again during this period of time.

The boy took a step forward.

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng, who were following behind, looked at each other and understood what was in each other's eyes:
Brother Xiaoyuan will be away from A'li for a while, so we must be careful not to make mistakes, especially not to do anything stupid.

Tan Wenbin’s arrangement was very appropriate.

He arranged the sparring venue in the open space by the river outside the school infirmary.

Moreover, he ordered food from Lao Sichuan in advance and brought chairs.

When Li Zhuiyuan and others came over, someone was already sitting there. He had lit the alcohol block under the grilled fish plate, all the food boxes were opened, and someone was eating heartily.

Tan Wenbin: "Hey, Ah You, why are you eating alone first?"

"Who knows when you will arrive? You are taking so long."

Under the moonlight, Lin Shuyou raised his head. He had already prepared his face and put on the mask.

Then, he looked at Li Zhuiyuan, pointed at Runsheng, and asked:
"Hey, if I beat him, then I won't be able to get the secret technique from you, right? So, do I have to lose to him on purpose, hehe."

Li Zhuiyuan also looked at Lin Shuyou and said calmly: "Repeat what you just said."

Lin Shuyou hesitated.

His personality will change greatly before and after the face surgery. At present, it is very close to the symptoms of split personality.

Moreover, the more well-behaved Lin Shuyou was before his face was opened, the more rebellious he would become after his face was opened.

The two of them will only go to opposite extremes of each other.

But even after his face was opened, he still had complete memories, so he was also clear about his further understanding of Li Zhuiyuan and the Dragon King Family behind him.

His power is far inferior to others, and he still needs their precious secret techniques. He really has no right to be so arrogant in front of them.

Lin Shuyou: "How about this, you give me the secret method and I will listen to you."

Tan Wenbin walked up and patted Lin Shuyou on the back of his head: "You've made it big. You even agreed to conditions."

Lin Shuyou has been sticking to me every day these days. Although it's a bit annoying, I finally managed to build up some goodwill in front of Brother Yuanzi, but you ruined it all in a few moves.

Lin Shuyou turned his head in response to the situation and looked at Tan Wenbin. Although there was anger in his eyes, it was not too much. Even after his face was opened, his attitude towards Tan Wenbin was a little special.

Tan Wenbin: "What are you looking at? Speak properly!"

Lin Shuyou looked at Li Zhuiyuan again and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He said this verbally, but the tone and gaze, combined with the facial makeup, gave off the attitude of a street thug with his neck stiffened but his heart unconvinced.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Use all your strength to fight Runsheng."

As he said that, Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng and said, "Don't use a killing move."

Runsheng: “Yeah.”

Lin Shuyou stood up with a bang like a firecracker being lit. He felt insulted and said angrily:

"I listen to you. I will do my best."

Then he left his seat and went to an open space.

Runsheng walked over.

Tan Wenbin returned to Li Zhuiyuan and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiaoyuan, Ah You is becoming more and more outrageous. Is there any way to cure this kind of schizophrenia?"

"Brother Binbin."

"Ok?"

"Why do you think I can cure it?"

"I... In my mind, you, Xiaoyuan, know everything, hahaha."

"His personality was influenced by the White Crane Boy, so it's not enough to just cure him, we have to cure the boy as well."

"But why do I feel that his master and his grandfather's symptoms are far less exaggerated?"

“He is naturally spiritually sensitive and can more easily sense the officers and generals, so he is naturally more susceptible to infiltration.

Moreover, he can only hire a boy at present, and when he can hire two generals, the influence of personality will be more obvious. "

"Brother Xiaoyuan, is there any way to cure them?"

Li Zhuiyuan said nothing.

Tan Wenbin thought Brother Xiaoyuan was too lazy to care about such things.

In fact, Tan Wenbin’s words gave Li Zhuiyuan some inspiration, and he was thinking about it.

In front, Lin Shuyou was possessed.

When his vertical pupils opened, his entire temperament suddenly changed.

But Baihe Tongzi's first glance was not at Runsheng, who was about to fight with him, but at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin only felt a murderous intent coming towards him, and immediately felt a chill on his back. After learning how to walk secretly, he became extremely sensitive to this aspect.

"Fuck, why does he want to fuck me?"

"Because you were the one who fucked Him last time."

"Will the Yin God still bear grudges?"

"You said they were Yin gods, but their previous incarnations were ghost kings and ghost generals."

Runsheng pointed at himself and said, "Your opponent now is me."

The White Crane Boy's eyes darkened slightly, and he lunged forward. After three steps, a phantom appeared. He came in front of Runsheng, swung his fist, and hit Runsheng in the face.

"Snapped!"

Runsheng raised his right hand and blocked the punch in front of him.

When Tan Wenbin had previously arranged a fight, he specifically told Lin Shuyou not to bring the trident. Lin Shuyou, who had not yet been exposed, was very obedient.

Of course, Runsheng didn't have a Yellow River shovel, so he was also unarmed.

At this point, the two sides were in a stalemate.

There was a blood-red color flowing in the vertical pupils of the White Crane Boy. He felt angry because an ordinary person actually took his punch and seemed to do it with ease.

He began to exert force continuously, and the riverbed beneath his feet gradually sank. The same happened under Runsheng's feet. At the same time, there was a faint sound of wind at Runsheng's right arm and right shoulder.

The White Crane Boy raised his leg, and Runsheng also raised his leg.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Both sides kicked each other.

Then, because the hands of both parties were still tightly entangled, the result of their kicks was that each of them was kicked up and fell face down on the ground.

Even at this point, they still didn't let go of each other's hands.

Then, Baihe Tongzi and Runsheng stood up and lunged forward at the same time, trying to get above each other and take the initiative, but in the end it just turned into a violent collision between each other's shoulders.

"boom!"

After the collision, each of them grabbed the other shoulder with their other hand, then turned their heads to hold the other's hand.

The two men rolled on the ground and tumbled all the way into the river.

The first one to lean forward was the White Crane Boy, but as soon as he did so, he was thrown into the water again by Runsheng.

The fight between the two sides underwater caused a lot of splashes of water. Runsheng, who was obviously better at swimming, gradually gained the upper hand.

However, the vertical pupils of the White Crane Boy began to move.

Runsheng suddenly felt dizzy. Although he was able to overcome it, the speed of his punches and kicks slowed down a little.

Li Zhuiyuan secretly remembered that this was the first time he actually saw an officer use a magic method.

After taking several punches from Baihe Tongzi, Runsheng let out a low roar, his eyes turned red, the effect of the vertical pupils was dissipated, his punches and kicks resumed, and he regained the momentum.

Because it's all close combat and a contest of strength, the moves are hard to look good. This scene is more like wrestling in the water.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Runsheng won."

The White Crane Boy's fighting habit is to immediately exert all the strength of his body, without holding back or showing mercy.

Although Runsheng used the local qi sea in various parts of the body during the fight, he had not yet fully opened them collectively, which meant that he had been holding back.

If this trick is used, Runsheng may overdraw too much. Now that he is about to go on a mission, he has to ensure that he is in a stable state, but the outcome has actually been decided because of this chip.

Next, what needs to be verified is Runsheng’s endurance.

The White Crane Boy did not choose to leave the underwater battlefield that was unfavorable to him at the first time, but under continuous pressure, he had to make a choice. He took a punch from Runsheng, and his body flew out of the water and fell back to the land.

This slow reaction was not because White Crane Boy could not fight, but because of his arrogance.

Runsheng followed him out and continued to fight with Him on land.

The three people watching the fight could only hear the sound of fists and feet fighting.

Gradually, White Crane Boy's momentum began to decline, and his vertical pupils became increasingly difficult to maintain.

"Brother Runsheng."

Li Zhuiyuan shouted, Runsheng stopped, took a few steps back, and began to take deep breaths.

With every deep breath, the clothes would be sucked close to the body and then expand quickly.

This was a deliberate attempt to give the White Crane Boy a chance to light the guiding incense.

Three guiding incense sticks were lit and inserted into the crane's crown. The White Crane Boy's breath was restored and he attacked again.

Runsheng stopped taking a deep breath and rushed forward again. They kept punching, kicking, shouldering, and colliding. Both sides were using the most direct moves to compete in the most primitive strength and endurance.

Tan Wenbin smacked his lips and said, "Tsk tsk, Runsheng has made such great progress."

Before, the three of them were at a disadvantage when facing the White Crane Boy, but now Runsheng alone can fight him on equal terms.

Tan Wenbin also knew that what the White Crane Boy lacked was time. As long as he could hold on, even if he couldn't kill you, then his medium would "definitely die."

After the three incense sticks burned out, the White Crane Boy's body slowed down again, and his vertical pupils began to become unfocused again.

This time, Runsheng stopped without Li Zhuiyuan's reminder, and took a few steps back before bending down and supporting his knees with his hands. His clothes were now in shreds, and the clothes that were originally like a blower were now strips of cloth that kept sticking together and blowing up.

But the sixteen wounds on his body that were once coffin nails did not open and remained closed.

The coffin nails are similar to the small auxiliary wheels on both sides of the rear wheel when children learn to ride a bicycle. They allow you to clearly know the location and use of the Qi Hai. Through this battle, Runsheng deepened his understanding of this.

Those wounds will heal completely soon, but the cyclones will still gather there and play the same role.

Tan Wenbin asked: "Brother Xiaoyuan, do you need a needle?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and walked to Lin Shuyou, who was already kneeling on the ground, about to end the spirit writing state.

The young man smeared red mud on his fingers, touched Lin Shuyou's forehead, and then pulled it down along his face, drawing a red line on his facial mask.

Then he pinched his hands again and drew a circle on both sides of Lin Shuyou's temples.

Finally, he pointed his finger to the empty side and then flicked it towards Lin Shuyou.

A weak breeze blew all around, bringing with it a chill. It was evil spirit.

Li Zhuiyuan had just set up a simple, even disposable, evil-gathering formation on Lin Shuyou.

In the past, he had used this formation to try to stimulate the vicious nature of the dead.

Now, he is using the same method to stimulate the Yin God's instinct.

The gathering of evil spirits was completed, and the red dot between Lin Shuyou's eyebrows turned black, and the black went all the way down, covering the red line.

Li Zhuiyuan stepped back and hooked his finger:

"rise!"

Lin Shuyou opened his eyes again, and his vertical pupils returned to normal.

A smile appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's lips: Success.

This is a kind of pleasure, no less than when I was reading and studying on the second floor of my great-grandfather's house and my guesses were proven to be feasible.

The White Crane Boy glared at Li Zhuiyuan, with clear murderous intent in his eyes.

As Yin gods, they are worshipped in temples and have a tacit understanding with the mediums. When the mediums summon them, they come and use the mediums' bodies to eliminate evil spirits and accumulate merits. They are the masters and can come and go freely.

But the young man in front of him is trying to subvert this ecology!
The White Crane Boy clenched his fists and stood up instantly from his kneeling position.

No one knew whether He was really going to throw that punch at the young boy, because Run Sheng did not give the situation a chance to develop in that direction.

Runsheng rushed up in time and knocked Baihe Tongzi away. Then Baihe Tongzi stood up again and fought with Runsheng, repeating the story of the previous two rounds.

Li Zhuiyuan was paying attention to Lin Shuyou's physical condition. When he fought with Guan Jiangshou for the first time on the playground, Lin Shuyou was seriously injured instantly after the spirit-writing state ended.

At that time, Li Zhuiyuan suspected that the injury was suppressed.

But is it really like that?

The boring beating continued for a while. The difference was that this time Runsheng was obviously in a state of decline. Baihe Tongzi was able to suppress Runsheng and start beating him. Runsheng could only defend passively.

However, Runsheng's decline stopped after reaching a certain level, like a downward parabola, gradually flattening out, rather than falling again and again until it broke through.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded secretly, which meant that when facing a tough opponent in the future, even if Runsheng was not in his peak condition, he could continue to delay the opponent.

The combination of Qin's method of observing dragons and body-refining techniques is indeed mysterious.

In the second half of the third round, Runsheng simply endured it.

When the White Crane Boy knelt on the ground with a "thump" again and his pupils dilated again, Runsheng also knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands. While swallowing his saliva with difficulty, his breathing became much weaker.

"Brother Runsheng, are you okay?"

"Okay!" Runsheng raised his head.

"Yin Meng." Li Zhuiyuan shouted, then walked towards the White Crane Boy again.

Yin Meng rushed over quickly and stood diagonally in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand, placed his palm on Lin Shuyou's forehead, and said in a deep voice:

"Four ghosts carrying a sedan chair."

The Twelve Laws of Fengdu: The four ghosts lift the sedan chair.

Sir, do you want to leave?
Come,
Come back to me and continue carrying the sedan chair!
Lin Shuyou raised his head and let out a sharp roar from his throat. The next moment, his vertical pupils recovered and his breath returned!
Become!

The White Crane Boy threw a punch at Li Zhuiyuan, and this time, he did not hesitate!

Four rounds, four rounds!
The rule for so many years was that the guiding incense could only be renewed once, but in the hands of this young man, it had already been renewed for four rounds.

Moreover, Baihe Tongzi still remembered that the young men had a set of talisman needles in their hands, which could last for another round, which means five rounds in total!

He must die, he must die!

If this kind of magic really spreads out, then these originally high and mighty Yin gods may become tools of the mediums!

Yin Meng struck out with both elbows, knocking Bai He Tongzi's punch off its position.

The fist passed by Li Zhuiyuan's ear.

The boy looked calm and began to back away.

When Baihe Tongzi threw the second punch, Runsheng arrived again and took the punch.

The two sides started the fourth round of confrontation.

However, Baihe Tongzi's fourth round was as strong as the first round, while Runsheng could only passively take the beating from all sides. Although he could still hold on, if this continued, Baihe Tongzi would be able to easily break away from Runsheng's entanglement.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan, who returned to the edge to continue watching the battle, had already sensed the murderous intent of the White Crane Boy constantly sweeping over him.

He was waiting for an opportunity to break away from Run Sheng's entanglement and kill himself.

"Yin Meng, let me see the results of your special training. Remember, don't use any killing moves, just hold Him back."

"clear."

Yin Meng joined the battle again. Her kung fu had not improved much, but her body movements were more flexible than before. She must have some kind of sachet hidden in her sleeves, which was crushed at this moment, and black mist continued to rise.

Ordinary black fog naturally cannot disturb the general, but the sinister black fog can make the White Crane Boy fall into some kind of miasma.

It should be similar to the effect of "Homecoming Network", invisible and unconscious, but really effective.

With Yin Meng's involvement, Run Sheng's pressure was greatly reduced. The two of them joined forces and regained a balance with Bai He Tongzi.

Li Zhuiyuan focused on observing the condition of the White Crane Boy.

The first time was on the playground, with normal spirit writing and guiding incense. After two rounds, the spirit writing ended and Lin Shuyou was seriously injured.

The last time he faced Granny Yu's attendant, the old woman, he did the basic two rounds plus the talisman needles, and three rounds. By the end of the spirit writing, Lin Shuyou was almost paralyzed and reached a critical point. He was able to recover only because of his hometown's timely life extension.

Now, it's the fourth round.

Moreover, in the first three rounds, the blows that Runsheng dealt you were definitely no less than those inflicted by the old woman last time.

But you are still full of energy.

So, there is no such thing as a suppressed injury.

My dear boy,

It is you who have the means to transfer your own power down to maintain the functioning of this body, but when you go there, you will only exploit the medium's body and are unwilling to consume your own!

In other words, in the first few times, if White Crane Boy had not been so stingy and had transferred a little more of his strength to protect Lin Shuyou's body, Lin Shuyou would not have had to be so miserable every time.

The medium has the mentality of a martyr, fighting demons and defending justice, but these evil spirits have their own little tricks.

The injuries were borne by the medium, the life was lost by the medium, and most of the merits were taken away by the evil spirits. This is not a relationship of partners at all.

Li Zhuiyuan murmured, "I really don't like this way of playing."

End of the fourth round.

The White Crane Boy shook again, and his vertical pupils became blurred again, but this time, he turned his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Seems to be waiting for the next round.

If the young man gave him another round, he felt that he could change the situation.

Li Zhuiyuan ignored him and walked to the dining table, picked up a bottle of soy milk, opened it with a bottle opener, and took a sip.

The White Crane Boy said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know that you are playing with fire?"

Li Zhuiyuan raised his soy milk bottle and toasted Him from a distance: "Fire? You are not worthy of it."

"Pfft..."

The White Crane Boy, who was unable to wait for the talisman needle or other methods, left Lin Shuyou's body. Lin Shuyou's facial mask fell off, and then he fell face down to the ground.

Tan Wenbin trotted over and supported him.

"Hey, hey, hey, Ayou, are you still alive?"

Lin Shuyou opened his eyes very weakly: "Brother Binbin..."

"Pah, another waste of my emotional development."

While cursing, Tan Wenbin pulled up the other person's costume, and when he saw that the mask mark on his belly was still intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Shuyou raised his hand with difficulty: "Why... there is no needle..."

Tan Wenbin could not answer this question.

Lin Shuyou continued: "Since it's useless... can you... give it to me..."

Just like the leftovers from a banquet, he wanted to pack them up and take them home.

Tan Wenbin raised his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan came over with soy milk.

After seeing Li Zhuiyuan, Lin Shuyou became very excited. Even though his current condition was not suitable for this, he still couldn't control himself.

At this moment, this young man holding the soy milk is a god in his eyes!

Including the unused talisman needles, five times, five times, five times, more than double the traditional time!

If the young man could teach me these things and I could then take them home and pass them on, how many fewer people would be sacrificed when officials and generals kill evil spirits in the future?
As for sitting at the main seat at the New Year's Eve dinner or opening a separate page in the family tree, those are secondary, because whoever can double the faction's inheritance, then a hundred years later, your tablet will be placed side by side with the ancestors.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a set of talisman needles and placed them on Lin Shuyou's chest, and Lin Shuyou held them tightly.

"Before I leave this time, I will write a gathering evil formation for you. You can read it while you recover from your injuries. Understand as much as you can."

When Lin Shuyou heard this, his chest heaved and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Tan Wenbin was shocked: "Fuck, don't be so excited!"

Fortunately, at this time, Lin Shuyou's hometown should have started to make efforts, and his face also regained some redness.

I guess they were also wondering why their friend had become like this again, but they certainly didn't dare to ask.

"Brother Binbin, send him to the hospital."

"Okay." Tan Wenbin carried Lin Shuyou on his back, "Fortunately the crutches haven't been sold yet."

……

Fan Shulin sat in the duty room in a daze. He felt dizzy all day long.

"Brother Fan, my dear Brother Fan."

Fan Shulin shook his head and said to himself, "It's over. I'm just hallucinating."

The door of the duty room was opened and Tan Wenbin stuck his head out.

Fan Shulin sneered: Haha, you are having hallucinations.

When most of Tan Wenbin's body was revealed and the person he was carrying behind him also appeared, Fan Shulin suddenly burped.

He suddenly realized: Oh no, this might as well be an illusion!

"Brother Fan, Fan Que, Fan Tuo?"

Fan Shulin pointed at Tan Wenbin and said, "I'm going to call the police!"

"Okay, Brother Fan, I'll help you report it. My dad happens to be a policeman."

Upon hearing this, Fan Shulin put down his arms dejectedly.

"Brother Fan, look, you've saved him twice. If you give up on him now, it's like giving up two lives!"

"I……"

"Let's hurry up and treat him. We're going to go drink together later. Let's call your divorced friend."

"you……"

"Brother Fan, let's be quick. The divorced man is still waiting for us to comfort him."

……

Tan Wenbin ran all the way back to school and came to the store.

Li Zhuiyuan, Runsheng and Yin Meng are all here. The store is closed and the dormitory is also closed.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, the treatment is underway, and Ah You is fine."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and handed a black-covered copy to Tan Wenbin: "This is a detailed explanation of the Gathering Evil Formation. You can give it to Lin Shuyou later."

"okay, I get it."

Tan Wenbin put the notebook in his arms.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng: "Brother Runsheng, how is your physical condition?"

Runsheng answered loudly: "It's okay as long as you are full."

Runsheng's injuries were indeed not serious, he was just tired.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the store's blackboard used to mark special discount items, erased the original one, then picked up a piece of chalk and wrote three clues on it.

At the top is Huangshan Min'an Town.

There are three lines below:

Fatty Wu - girlfriend - girlfriend’s parents - visiting graves in hometown - Min’an Town.

Xue Liangliang——Father’s birthday——Min’an Town.

Fan Shulin - classmate’s divorce - classmate’s wife - Min’an Town.

Li Zhuiyuan knocked on the blackboard:

“Now, assign tasks.

Yin Meng went to the hospital ward where Fatty Wu's girlfriend's parents were staying for a medical consultation.

Brother Binbin, go and attend the party tonight with Dr. Fan.

No matter what methods and means you use, I have only one request, that you push this line to Min'an Town as quickly as possible.

Runsheng and I will go directly to Brother Liangliang’s hometown.

The three of us will meet in Min'an Town with three different clues and perspectives!"

The three of them responded in unison: "Understood!"

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the blackboard eraser and silently wiped off the contents on the blackboard.

Willing to take the bait?
You didn’t expect that this time we don’t even need fishing rods, we can just go down to the river to fish you out!
(End of this chapter)