Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 117

The flames on the big fish rose up, like a thick pillar of fire.

There were bulges appearing at the fish's mouth, but it remained tightly closed.

Yuxuzi struggled with all his might, but the big fish's resentment was endless.

It knows its end is already determined, but it can choose the way to end it.

Those who are willing to take the bait,
That is its final decision.

As a fish, it certainly knows what it means to be hooked and pulled out of the water.

Only in its eyes,

Rather than being merged and enslaved by this guy, it would be better to ask the Dragon King to come and give me a quick suicide.

After all, he is the orthodox descendant of the Liu family and the future Dragon King. What do you think you are, a stinky Taoist priest who killed his brother and his disciples!
Yuxuzi and his senior brother were both admirers of the Dragon King of the Liu family. In fact, from another perspective, wasn't this big fish also an admirer?
Perhaps it had regretted trying so hard to escape when faced with that terrible woman, suffering for several decades in vain and becoming helpless.

After lying dormant for three hundred years, at this moment, the big fish had only one thought in his mind:
All fish died!

Li Zhuiyuan was standing there, holding a newly opened can of Jianlibao in his hand.

The firelight shone on the boy's face, and he finally understood why each of the released fish had its own little thoughts, it turned out to be genetics.

This wave was easy, but also a lucky one.

The formation that the three elders Xue, Zeng and Zheng set up for their descendants not only protected them from their masters, but also protected themselves.

After all, this time it was all thanks to the efforts of Binbin and Mengmeng.

Not only did he get the job done, but he also brought future generations along with him.

If there is any problem or delay in any link, it will eventually turn into a bloody battle.

Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng were also looking at Li Zhuiyuan. The young man was still expressing his gratitude for his companions' dedication and hard work, but when his companions looked at him, there was even more wonder in their eyes.

From their perspective, ever since they entered the sealed Zhengmen Village, the three of them have been acting in a confused manner.

As a result, Yuxuzi came to the door himself, lying there motionless, begging to be beaten.

After all the fish scales were beaten off, even the soul was burned to ashes.

Then, it transformed into a corpse demon and inexplicably charged towards the formation it had just set up, but was knocked to the ground by a punch from its own skeleton outside the formation.

He thought he had already taken enough advantage and it was time to fight seriously, but the young man said a few words and the big fish immediately turned against him and swallowed the Taoist priest.

Looking at Li Zhuiyuan who was drinking a drink there, a sentence from his high school Chinese textbook emerged in Tan Wenbin's mind: In the midst of laughter and conversation, the masts, oars, and sails were reduced to ashes.

At this moment, as a team, the leader and his partners have all put filters on each other, which is a win-win situation.

The fire was finally extinguished.

What was left in front of him was a mountain of ashes.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a seven-star hook from his backpack, stretched the hook, and began to poke around in the ashes.

This is his enjoyment session.

A'li is still waiting for me at home, so I have to get some more raw materials for the handicrafts for her.

The harvest came soon, and a fishbone as crystal clear as jade was pulled out.

You can take this back and make a "jade hairpin" for A'li.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to search, wondering if he could get something else, and it would be best if he could find the materials for his new bone ring for next year.

But soon, the tip of the hook touched something hard, and there was a force pulling and struggling with it.

Li Zhuiyuan decisively let go of his hand and said, "I'll give it to you if you want it."

Also sent out were Run Sheng and Yin Meng.

Yin Meng swung the whip in his hand and lashed the area. The ashes scattered, revealing Yuxuzi inside.

The Taoist priest looked very miserable at this time. Most of his body had been burned, leaving only the part above his chest and one arm.

Li Zhuiyuan thought this was a very good image and shape, suitable for being displayed in the showroom of the Academy of Fine Arts.

The Taoist priest's hand was still grasping the tip of the Seven-Star Hook, but there was no anger or vicious expression on his face, but rather a look of confusion.

Runsheng walked forward with a Yellow River shovel and cut off his only remaining arm with one shovel.

Just as he was about to attack his head, the Taoist priest said, "In addition to the stone tablet at the bottom of the river, I also left some notes somewhere else."

Runsheng stopped.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't stop at this time to give the enemy a chance to speak again. In the Hong Kong gangster movies he watched, the villains always paused at this time, which made him very angry every time.

But the problem is that the Taoist priest is dropping gold coins.

It feels like the Subor learning machine that Binbin borrowed from his classmates when he lived in Uncle Li's house.

The little man inside jumps up and down, making a "ding ding ding ding" sound.

Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest looked at the young man who was coming towards him and said, "In the room where my senior brother died, there is a study on the second floor. There are some of my insights into the formation. It's not well written, so please be gentle when you read it."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

The Taoist priest asked, "Tell me, if I had not been greedy at the beginning, and had joined hands with my senior brother to suppress the fish monster, would we have been able to meet the Dragon King of the Liu Family?

Do we two have a chance to worship the Dragon King?

Even if I couldn't meet her, I would continue to practice my Taoism and, with my group of disciples, could I leave more stories in the world?
Ugh,
Now, I seem to regret it.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "You didn't regret it, you just failed."

The Taoist priest stared at Li Zhuiyuan, and the anger on his face reappeared.

He was a dying man, and he originally thought that after sending his notes, he would get some words of end-of-life care from the other party. However, who knew that the other party just changed the way and continued to stab him in the heart.

"I also want to ask you something. Can you tell me why you want to merge with this monster?"

"Isn't this obvious? Do you still need to ask me?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I just think that being a human being is not easy."

Taoist Priest: "Please do me one more favor."

Li Zhuiyuan silently took out a piece of purple canvas from his pocket. Canvas is a consumable, but A'li has an unlimited supply from the ancestral hall.

After Li Zhuiyuan became Qin Liu's disciple, he wondered if it was disrespectful to use the tablets of his ancestors as utensils. But then he changed his mind and thought that this might be regarded as a help from his ancestors. It was a gift from the elders, so he dared not refuse it.

Taoist Priest: "Please help me take care of the descendants of my three disciples. I hope they can live a good life..."

Li Zhuiyuan: “Disgusting.”

The boy spread out the canvas and covered the Taoist priest's head with it.

"Zizizizizi..."

It was like pouring a large bowl of water into a boiling oil pan, and violent white steam rose from under the canvas.

"ah.!!"

This is an extremely cruel torture against evil spirits.

Taoist priest, you are no longer a human being.

Even now, although he has lost the ability to fight back, his vitality is still strong.

Runsheng originally thought that Xiaoyuan was at a loss for using such expensive canvas to kill the Taoist priest. He could just chop him up with a shovel, since strength was worthless anyway.

But as the fire burned, wisps of white smoke actually rose from several corners of the ashes.

Runsheng walked over and used a shovel to dig it open, and found that they were small fish that were being cooked. They had actually been hiding here before, and judging by the traces of ashes inside, they were preparing to crawl out and hide in order to make a comeback.

Now, because of the canvas, everything was wiped out.

"Ahhh!"

The black canvas gradually became thinner as it was consumed, allowing the wood flower rolls inside to be seen through.

Amidst screams and wails, the Taoist priest saw the words engraved on one of the wooden scrolls: Liu Qingcheng.

He thought he was hallucinating, but after seeing the name, the picture of the place where his senior brother died immediately appeared in his mind.

In the scroll, a woman in a green robe is facing a fish monster in the river.

Liu Qingcheng, this is her name.

Brother, I saw her...

Then, it fell into complete darkness.

After the reaction, Li Zhuiyuan took off the black canvas, and the Taoist priest had turned pitch black.

Runsheng poked the Taoist priest lightly with a shovel, raising a piece of Yuxuzi.

"Brother Runsheng, help me go to the bottom of the river and fetch all the stone tablets. Brother Binbin, go and make a copy of the contents on the stone tablets. Mengmeng, accompany me to the second floor."

Yin Meng curled the corners of her mouth. This seemed to be the first time that Xiao Yuan called her with a reduplicated word.

Entering the yard again, Li Zhuiyuan stopped for a while and looked at the corpses of the Taoist in yellow robe and his disciples, then went into the house and went upstairs.

There is a room on the second floor that does show signs of being used. The desk is next to the window. Sitting behind the desk and slightly turning your head, you can see the yard.

It seems that Yuxuzi has sat here many times over the past few days and nights, writing while looking at his senior brother who was killed by him below.

Yin Meng also noticed this. She frowned and said, "I really don't understand what this kind of person is thinking."

Li Zhuiyuan flipped through the book on the desk and said, "It's a waste of time to understand them."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, Jiayi is a nice person. Can I continue to invite her to play with me after we return to Jinling?"

"You don't need my permission to make friends with anyone."

"I am worried..."

"Don't worry."

"Ok."

"However, you can focus on whether Zheng Jiayi has any changes after this incident, such as in her personality or behavior habits. Please keep an eye on her and tell me after a while."

"Yes, got it."

"Okay, find something to pack these books and take them away."

"Okay, I'll put it in my bag."

Yin Meng packed up her backpack. The mission had been completed and the next step was to return. She could then throw out the supplies inside to make room for more valuable books.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to put the books on the bookshelf in there as well?"

"No, those books are of no value."

"Then... can it be sold for money?"

“It’s barely an antique.”

"Then I'll take them all with me. I'll find a place to sell them when I get back to Jinling and buy a pickup truck."

Runsheng's salvaging and Tan Wenbin's rubbing were very efficient.

When the two men returned from the river, they took some door panels from the village, made a wooden bed, tied the six still unconscious college students on it, and had Runsheng drag them back with a rope.

The ground is bumpy and it is inevitable to be bumpy, but it is good enough to be able to rescue them, so don't think about any comfortable treatment.

They wanted to find a cart, but after so many years, the wheels had long since rotted away.

Li Zhuiyuan personally arranged a new formation. When the formation was activated, the barrier in front became distorted, and everyone passed through and came outside.

On the stone altar, the offerings placed there when we came in had already been scattered all over the floor.

After all, the altar had been separated before, and the corpse inside had walked out.

"Brother Binbin, put the offerings back in order; Mengmeng, wipe the stone tablet again."

The altar was rearranged and the stone tablet was polished to a glossy texture.

People are multifaceted.

This sentence was literally realized in Yuxuzi.

His bones do not recognize him, and neither do his disciples.

Therefore, the altar and the stone tablet were not placed for him, nor were they commemorating him. It was just that he was shameless and deliberately gave himself the same name as someone else.

Li Zhuiyuan looked around. Yuxuzi said that the Dragon King from the Liu family had once come here to take a look.

This is also the reason why he arranged the sealing formation so solidly.

But the Dragon King,
Have you really been here?
"You guys are out?"

Zheng Jiayi came out from behind a big rock nearby, holding a bag of biscuits in her hand.

Yin Meng asked, "Where is Zeng Yinyin?"

Zheng Jiayi pointed back and said, "She's behind." Zeng Yinyin was still tied up tightly.

Yin Meng: "I'll go untie her legs and let her walk by herself."

When passing by Li Zhuiyuan, Yin Meng heard the boy's instruction to "loosen up", and Yin Meng nodded.

Everyone came to the river, and the fog on the river was still thick.

This is the result of the influence of the formation. Ordinary people will get lost if they enter without permission.

Because there were still six unconscious college students, except Li Zhuiyuan, everyone went to look for some branches and grass balls nearby to increase the buoyancy of the board.

At this moment, Zeng Yinyin suddenly broke free from the rope on her body and rushed into the river desperately.

Li Zhuiyuan just sat there, watching Zeng Yinyin run past him and jump into the river.

At first, while wading in the river, she would look back from time to time to see if anyone was chasing her.

Gradually, the fog blocked her view behind her, and when she looked forward again, she found that she could not see the other side either.

She began to move forward relying on her previous sense of direction, but she didn't know how long she had walked. There was still water around her. The water was not deep, only up to her chest, but the river bank seemed to be out of reach.

She began to cry out: "Fool, idiot, idiot!"

No one responded, no one showed up.

probably,

Only a fool would continue to pay attention to her.

"Ah, she's running away!"

Zeng Yinyin's escape only caused Zheng Jiayi to exclaim.

But after she exclaimed, she found that everyone was doing the things at hand and no one reacted.

After the simple raft was made, Li Zhuiyuan took out the compass and prepared to lead the team himself.

But as soon as he entered the water, he saw the figure of a fool appear in the fog.

The fool waved his hands happily and jumped in the water, splashing water.

Li Zhuiyuan put away the compass and said, "Let's go, Idiot, lead the way."

After crossing the river, walk back.

As he walked, Li Zhuiyuan realized that this was not the way he came.

However, looking at the fool who was picking wild flowers on the roadside and putting them on his head while running, Li Zhuiyuan didn't say anything and continued to follow him.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on, with rocks and slopes everywhere. The six college students who were being dragged on the boards now had bruises on their faces.

Other minor injuries were fine, but from time to time someone's nose would hit the board or the back of a classmate's head, causing nosebleeds, and Tan Wenbin had to stop the bleeding for them.

Binbin said unhappily while rolling up the paper ball: "Be good and listen to me. Next time, go explore the park instead of running around outside."

After the bleeding stopped, Tan Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "The physical fitness of college students nowadays is really not good enough."

In order to highlight his "kindness", Yuxuzi released them from the control early on, and the little fish also left their bodies. But even now, the six of them were still in a coma.

This made Binbin, who was used to taking Runsheng and Lin Shuyou to the infirmary, feel very uncomfortable.

In front of us, there were three small hills side by side.

Zheng Jiayi pointed excitedly and said, "My ancestral grave is right there, on the hillside on the far left!"

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Whose families are the other two?"

Zheng Jiayi thought for a moment and replied, "The one in the middle is from the Xue family, and the one on the right is from the Zeng family."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. It seemed that with the complete demise of Dayu and Yuxuzi, the formation of Min'an Town also stopped working and returned to normal.

The fool wearing a flower crown pointed and talked in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan understood what he meant, but the boy still waved to him.

The fool bent down obediently and put his face in front of the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan looked into his eyes and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

The fool stood up straight, gesticulating and saying, "I am a corpse retriever, a corpse retriever, a corpse retriever!"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "You are not."

The fool was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and shouted: "I am the village guard, the village guard, the village guard!"

Li Zhuiyuan did not continue to ask, but ordered:
“Mengmeng, you and Zheng Jiayi go to her ancestral grave;

Brother Binbin, Brother Runsheng, please go to the Zeng family’s ancestral tomb.

Bring some incense and paper and pray.”

The four of them each took their things and headed towards the two hilltops.

Li Zhuiyuan was about to walk towards the one in the middle, which was the Xue family's ancestral tomb.

The fool followed, skipping and jumping.

Li Zhuiyuan stopped, looked back at him, and pointed at the six unconscious college students on the wooden board.

"You stay here and watch them."

The fool looked aggrieved.

Then he quickly ran to the board, tiptoed to the middle of the six people, and raised his butt:
"Pfft~~~~!"

Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing far away, looked at the six college students' hair, all of which were blown up.

It's useless.

The six people actually opened their eyes one after another, slowly sat up, and began to look at the surrounding environment with clear yet confused eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and walked towards the hillside, and the fool followed him.

Because Xue's father had just visited the grave not long ago, all the weeds here have been cleared away.

The ancestral tombs are arranged from high to low, with the higher the generation, the higher the position, much like the arrangement of an altar table.

Generally speaking, when later generations pay homage, they only need to stand at the bottom.

Li Zhuiyuan walked through the other graves and went up to the top tombstone.

The tombstone is old and obviously has a history, but the words on it should have been repainted with paint by future generations every few decades.

The three disciples followed their master here, and later they hid their identities in order to suppress monsters.

Therefore, the ancestral tombs of our family were originally built by them.

Brother Liangliang’s ancestor was called... Xue Erwu.

Recalling what Yuxuzi said, he deliberately selected three of the dumbest and most mediocre disciples to bring with him.

Indeed, this name sounds like it's not very smart.

Li Zhuiyuan lit the incense, stuck it into the ground, and lit the yellow paper. The fool clapped his hands excitedly and was eager to try, so he simply handed it to him and let him burn it for fun on the grave.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan took two steps back and stood beside Xue Erwu's tombstone.

He was formally accepted into the Liu family.

He is now walking on the river, and the cause and effect around him are complicated. If he were to worship directly, the dead lying inside might not matter, but the living people left in the world might not be able to bear it.

The ceremony is over.

"Crack!"

The tombstone cracked in the middle.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but be a little surprised: Am I so impulsive now?

However, Li Zhuiyuan soon discovered that it was not just the tombstone that had problems. The earth behind the tombstone had collapsed directly, forming a pit.

Walking to the edge of the pit, there was a completely faded coffin inside. The coffin lid was cracked in the middle and slid to both sides.

Inside the coffin lay the body of an old man.

Except for some dehydration, the body's voice and appearance are basically well preserved.

This is not surprising. One of the most basic requirements for Feng Shui burial sites is that the body must be buried away from moisture and impact so that it can be best preserved.

They are from the Xuanmen sect and are good at formations. This is also a lucky tomb. It would be strange if they couldn't even preserve the corpse.

The old man had his hands folded on his abdomen and a thin book placed on his chest.

Apart from this, there are no burial objects in the coffin, making it look very clean and simple.

Li Zhuiyuan jumped down the pit, came to the coffin, and reached out to take out the book.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about. This is the Xue family's ancestor appearing in person and taking the initiative to see it for yourself.

Li Zhuiyuan was also curious about what was in the book that made Xue Erwu willing to split open his own coffin in order to show it to him.

The book is very thin. Although it has a cover, the actual content is just a few pages.

It is not a secret book, nor a technique, nor a formation diagram, but more like an article of reminiscences.

The fact that he was buried with only this article shows that the experience recorded in the article was the highlight and most precious of his life.

After reading it, Li Zhuiyuan smiled and found it very interesting.

Yuxuzi said that the Dragon King from the Liu Family had been here. Yes, the Dragon King from the Liu Family had indeed been here.

When she arrived, Yuxuzi's three disciples were kneeling outside the formation, facing the altar and the stone tablet, mourning for their master and crying bitterly.

The Dragon King is not a god; she cannot be omniscient and omnipotent.

When Li Zhuiyuan first saw this formation, he felt that the only flaw of this formation was that it was "only suppressing but not grinding". If he had not discovered after entering that Yuxuzi had extremely high attainments in formation, he would not have realized that there was a problem with the original intention of this formation.

The Dragon King of the Liu family was the same and failed to see the problem. After all, the three disciples were so stupid, so it was reasonable for the master to set up such a lousy formation.

Moreover, this Dragon King of the Liu family does not seem to be good at formations.

In short, she came, and was moved by Yuxuzi's "fearless dedication and sacrifice", and actually wanted to accept the three of them as registered disciples.

This is what the three masters have always dreamed of!
However, the three of them refused this great opportunity on the grounds that they already had a master and their master had just sacrificed his life to defend the right path.

I have to say that these three disciples are truly honest and sincere.

It can also be seen from here that Yuxuzi's idea of ​​casting is very problematic. If you just choose a few smart and quick-witted people, they may stay with you for two or three years, and then they will feel that the relationship is enough, get tired of you, and leave.

But you chose the three most stupid and honest ones. They really followed the Master's orders and were obedient. Not only did they guard the Master's orders all their lives, they also took measures to ensure that their descendants would continue to guard the greatest Master.

Although his request to be accepted as disciples was rejected, the Dragon King of the Liu family did not get angry. Instead, he accepted them as his disciples, which was actually the equivalent of slaves.

During the heyday of the Dragon King Family, many people volunteered to become disciples themselves or bring their family sects with them in order to obtain secret books, skills, favors, etc.

Here, it is a flexible compromise to circumvent etiquette.

This kind of disciple means that I can let you do things and teach you things, but when you are outside, you cannot claim that you are a member of the Liu family, nor can you reveal that you have learned anything from the Liu family.

The Dragon King of the Liu Family taught the three of them the "Liu Family's Qi-Seeing Art" and also gave them several sets of the Liu Family's secret formation manuals.

From this we can see that the Dragon King of the Liu family is indeed not good at formations, otherwise he would not have only given his disciples "textbooks" when teaching them.

All we can say is that oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while oranges grown in the north of the Huai River are tangerines.

These three disciples were stupid fools in Yuxuzi's eyes, but with the help of Liu family's mental methods and secret books, they achieved great results even if they just studied by themselves behind closed doors.

No wonder Yuxuzi has been locked up in there for so many years and has never been able to defeat his own disciples. Everyone’s level is different now.

Moreover, the three disciples suddenly spread the news forty years after their master's death. They may have noticed that their master had changed and gradually figured out his true intentions.

However, they chose not to cooperate, but continued their arrangements to suppress the Master permanently.

First, the “master” in their minds has long been the image on the stone tablet;

Secondly, perhaps a corrupt master would be more pleasing to them, so that they can identify more deeply with their identity as members of the Liu family.

Look, when you die you will take this experience or this identity into the coffin. This inner tendency is so obvious that it couldn’t be more obvious.

Li Zhuiyuan shook the book in his hand and said with a smile to the old man lying in the coffin:

"Okay, okay, I get it. You and I are both from the Liu family."

"Buzz!"

Green smoke rose from the three ancestral tombs on the three hills.

This time it was not Qingxia, because the glow of the sunset was too fast and there was no time to show it.

Green smoke rose up in curls. There was obviously no wind blowing, but as it rose to mid-air, it formed twists and turns of its own.

Moreover, the twists and turns were all pointing towards the direction where Li Zhuiyuan was currently standing.

Somehow,
Three faint old voices seemed to come from my ears:
"Liu's disciples Xue (Zeng, Zheng),
Meet the Dragon King! "

(End of this chapter)