Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 127 (End of this volume)

Why is it Jiujiang Zhao again?
It had only been a short time since I separated from Zhao Yi. Could it be that he was so eager to drink Biluochun?

Thinking about what Liu Yumei had said before about "eating up the entire family", Li Zhuiyuan could probably guess what it meant, but he also felt that Zhao Yi shouldn't be that stupid.

Furthermore, from a logical point of view, Zhao Yi has cut off the gap between his eyebrows between life and death and decided to light a lamp and cross the river, so he should not have any further involvement with his family.

Just like when I am walking in the river now, I only maintain basic interactions with Grandma Liu. Even when I talk about some things in the river, I have to use vague pronouns, just because I don't want my karma to backfire on them.

Why is Zhao Yi doing it the opposite way?

Liu Yumei naturally noticed that Li Zhuiyuan was coming. The old lady seemed to be hesitating and shook the visiting card slightly in her hand, but in the end, she did not throw it to the young man to see.

"Xiaoyuan, you young people have your own careers to take care of. Please leave the interpersonal relationships in this family to us old people."

Having said that, Liu Yumei put away the visiting card.

"Okay, grandma."

Even though he knew that there must be some misunderstanding, Li Zhuiyuan really didn't feel comfortable explaining it at the moment.

First, the old lady was angry, and it was not appropriate for me to be the reasonable person at this moment;

Second, the visiting card was indeed sent by Jiujiang Zhao, and the old lady was angry at the Zhao family of Jiujiang, not just one person.

Third, and also the most important point, since it involves the issue of "eating the entire family", and he is also shouldering the inheritance of the Qin and Liu families, isn't he the one who is eating from the bowl?
The old lady's anger was also due to her desire to protect her food.

Grandma Liu was like an old hen, protecting herself and her food bowl behind her. There was really no reason for her to help outsiders to make excuses.

However, fearing that the old lady might get angry and hurt her health, Li Zhuiyuan said before going downstairs:

"Grandma, Zhuangzhuang is dating someone recently."

"Oh?"

Sure enough, when Liu Yumei heard this, she was indeed interested.

Old people love to treat the love and marriage of their younger generations as their daily bread.

But for the past year or so, she could only watch helplessly as the cabbages she had carefully planted were pushed around by the little golden pig.

Fortunately, the little strong pig also learned to dig up cabbage.

"Zhuangzhuang hasn't come to my place for a few days."

"He should be here soon."

"Ah."

Liu Yumei picked up the teacup.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and walked downstairs.

Liu Yumei put the teacup down halfway and said, "The tea is really cold."

Aunt Liu consoled her, "The fire has already started. I estimate that it will soon boil."

"Our Xiaoyuan is interesting too. He has been traveling around the country for quite some time, but he is still not well-known. People think that our family is still supported by an orphan like me and my widowed mother."

Aunt Liu: "That's true. When Ali left the river, there was a lot more commotion than now."

"So Ali failed in his attempt to walk down the river."

"That's Xiaoyuan's way of doing things. He's much more low-key than Ali."

Liu Yumei shook her head: "Xiaoyuan is much more high-profile than Ali."

"Old lady, I really don't know how to respond to your question. Could you please give me some advice?"

"Xiaoyuan always goes there early and comes back early. Before the waves start to rise, he smooths them out. He walks along the river as if he is on a business trip.

Oh my, people with good brains really do things differently from ordinary people.

Another thing, do you remember that banquet in Shancheng? I didn't teach him, but he knew all the etiquette of Qin and Liu families. I guess he has used it many times before.

This has been used so many times, but there are still no rumors in the world. Ali was running around outside a few days ago, but didn't hear any news.

It can only mean one thing:

Others use their own door lintel as a status symbol when traveling around the world, in exchange for convenience and resources.

This kid probably introduced himself as the 'heir of the Qin and Liu families' when he was summoned by the Black and White Impermanence.'

Aunt Liu didn't understand at first, but after careful consideration, she finally understood.

What it means is: Xiao Yuan did not hide his identity, but every time he introduced himself, he would get rid of the people or evil spirits who knew his identity.

You never leave anyone alive, so who would tip you off? Where did the legend about you come from in the world?
In fact, there were two survivors, the two officers and generals who walked through the door in a menacing manner last time.

But firstly, they were really scared, and secondly, their children stayed here waiting for the opportunity. When they returned to the temple in their hometown, they kept their mouths shut about the matter and would never tell anyone about it.

Liu Yumei murmured, "This... is also good, making a fortune in silence."

Aunt Liu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Old lady, you are so biased to the core that you even want to attribute the saying "making a fortune in silence" to yourself.

Throughout history, which dragon king’s family has adopted this style of painting?
Aunt Liu: "Then we can look forward to the day when the truth will come out."

Liu Yumei nodded: "When the truth is revealed, the entire river surface will be shocked."

"Then this visiting card from Jiujiang Zhao..."

"Let's put this into context. Call Ali up here."

"Hey."

Aunt Liu went downstairs to call for help, and Uncle Qin quickly came up and walked to the old lady.

Liu Yumei: "Take a look for yourself."

Uncle Qin picked up the visiting card, opened it, and read it.

Although the words are humble and the attitude is humble, the meaning beneath the words can be understood by anyone who is not a fool.

Even in the past, the old lady would never agree to such a thing, let alone now, when there is another wanderer in the family.

Uncle Qin closed the visiting card and waited for instructions.

"Ali, are your injuries healed?"

"Madam, it's okay."

"I don't intend to let Xiaoyuan get involved in these matters."

"Of course."

"Let A-Ting write back. Ali, please go to the banquet on my behalf."

"Yes."

"Well, even if we are left with only an orphan and a widow, we still have to be polite and not let others laugh at us. Since you are going alone, it is inevitable that people will think we are taking advantage of you.

How about this, no matter how many people come to the banquet this time, you should give them an equal amount of food."

"clear."

……

As soon as Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs, he saw Tan Wenbin pushing open the gate and coming in.

"Brother Binbin, is everything going well?"

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was Brother Xiaoyuan who was with A'li, so he no longer found it strange.

"It went very smoothly. My mother took Zhou Yunyun home to take care of her. My mother even said that I was Chen Shimei."

"Chen Shimei?"

"My mother misunderstood, thinking that Zhou Yunyun and I had been dating for a long time, and that I was disgusted with her because I was not in the hospital to take care of her these few days.

Ugh.

Prince Consort~
I looked closer and saw that it said Zhou Yunyun, and she was nineteen years old~"

"Save your voice and go up and sing for the old lady. She is in a bad mood right now."

"Okay, I'll just bring my own business up to the old lady as a snack."

"Well, I'll wait for you to finish chatting with the old lady, and then we'll go back together and teach you some things... Where's Ah You?"

"He would never dare come here."

"Oh."

Uncle Qin came down and Tan Wenbin went up.

Before he even reached the second floor, a voice came up first:
"Oh my, old lady, you have to give me some advice on this matter. I'm at a loss for words!"

Li Zhuiyuan and A'li sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the beautifully tended vegetable garden in front of them.

The boy held a ripe persimmon in his hand, peeled it carefully, and then handed it to the girl. The girl lowered her head and took a bite.

Li Zhuiyuan took a handkerchief, wiped the corners of the girl's mouth, and then continued to peel the skin.

The girl ate half of the persimmon, and the remaining half was not easy to bite, so Li Zhuiyuan tore it off and ate it himself.

Then, under the girl's gaze, he picked up the handkerchief and washed it under the faucet.

The girl pouted.

When Li Zhuiyuan turned around and saw this scene, he felt that the longer the two were together, the more childish their temperaments became, even though they were getting older.

The afternoon breeze was soft and cool. The two continued to sit together, not talking, not communicating, and not playing chess. They just relaxed quietly.

On the second floor, the old lady's laughter could be heard from time to time, startling the birds on the treetops.

The good times are constantly passing by, but they are not worth panicking or lingering on, because there is always tomorrow.

Finally, Tan Wenbin came down.

After saying goodbye to A'li, Li Zhuiyuan returned to the dormitory with Binbin.

In the dormitory, Lin Shuyou closed his eyes, muttered something, turned around, and waved his arms.

Even if someone came in, he didn't notice it at all.

Tan Wenbin teased, "Oh, you are taking a different approach and integrating the shaman dance into the officer general's chief?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "He has gone crazy."

Tan Wenbin immediately became serious: "What should we do?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the bucket placed on the side of the wall.

Tan Wenbin understood, picked up the bucket and poured it on Lin Shuyou's face.

"Snapped!"

"call……."

Lin Shuyou was stunned, but also sober at the same time.

After waking up, he immediately bent down and picked up all the wet papers. These things were very precious to him, as they were his ticket to be the host at the New Year's family dinner.

Tan Wenbin picked up the mop and mopped the floor beside him, complaining, "How could you be so obsessed with looking at a formation diagram?"

Lin Shuyou carefully put the drawing on the desk, then picked up a rag to wipe the water off the floor. He said embarrassedly, "I don't know why, I was so fascinated by it."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You just need to memorize it, you don't need to really read it."

"Ah." Lin Shuyou hesitated when he heard this.

Tan Wenbin said unhappily, "Brother Xiaoyuan doesn't have time to talk to you in a sarcastic way, just listen to what he says."

"Oh, okay, I understand, Brother Xiaoyuan."

Li Zhuiyuan was indeed not speaking in a sarcastic way. Lin Shuyou did not have a complete understanding of the basic structure of the formation, nor did he have a strong understanding of the formation. What's more, the formations he had obtained were those that he had modified himself. Therefore, once he was immersed in the consciousness and feeling of the formation, he would not know where he was being led and would easily go astray.

At this time, memorizing the formula and knowing the results but not the reasons behind them is the best solution.

After the two of them cleaned the dormitory, Lin Shuyou knew what to do next, so he ran back to his dormitory at an extremely fast speed, changed into clean clothes, and ran back again.

Tan Wenbin took off his shirt and sat on the chair.

Li Zhuiyuan pasted two talismans on his left and right shoulders respectively, and then pressed down with his thumbs to consecrate the talisman papers.

"Buzz!"

Tan Wenbin suddenly straightened his chest and let out a long groan from his throat.

I didn't feel anything special before, I just got used to it. Now, I feel much more energetic, and even the negative thoughts in my mind have been cleared.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, it really works. The two little ones sleep more comfortably now. But why are they sleeping all the time?"

Lin Shuyou answered quickly: "Because they are sucking your yang energy."

Tan Wenbin glared at Lin Shuyou and said, "You are such a big mouth. You should just continue to pursue your evil ways."

Lin Shuyou shrank his neck.

Li Zhuiyuan: "They are both cursed, not ordinary vengeful spirits. Their mother entrusted them to you before she died, and now she treats you as her 'mother'.

Before you put up this amulet, your negative emotions would have spread several times because of their presence. Now you have no influence on each other. You can sense their presence, and they can sense your presence. You can sense each other's vague state, but you can't communicate directly like before."

Tan Wenbin agreed and said, "Then it's better not to communicate. Walk along the river together to accumulate merits. When you have accumulated enough merits, you two can reincarnate as soon as possible. Don't really develop feelings for each other. We won't be able to bear to part with each other."

"However, as the main body, you can borrow some power from them, although this power originally belongs to you."

In essence, Binbin is the provider.

Li Zhuiyuan began to demonstrate some simple techniques that he would use on a daily basis.

Tan Wenbin watched very carefully.

Lin Shuyou was also sitting there, studying openly and taking notes.

After the demonstration, Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Have you learned it?"

Lin Shuyou blushed and said uncomfortably, "I tried my best, but..."

Tan Wenbin said calmly: "No!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I will write down the detailed process later. You can chant the mantra and practice the hand seals according to it. Just practice more."

Tan Wenbin asked curiously, "Can I learn it if I practice more?"

The main thing is that Tan Wenbin is quite aware of his talent in this area. It took him a long time to master the most basic Yin-walking.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Practice more. Even if you can't learn it, they should be able to do it."

Hearing this, Tan Wenbin was pleasantly surprised. He turned his head to look left and right, and said, "Good luck, kids. Study hard."

Lin Shuyou hesitated to speak.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down at his desk and began to write a fool-proof tutorial on magic.

With the experience of helping Binbin review for the college entrance examination in the past, Li Zhuiyuan is now able to write these things with ease, and can even easily substitute himself into Tan Wenbin's thinking.

Lin Shuyou continued to act as if he was hesitant to speak.

Like a child, he sees others sitting at the table to eat, hoping to attract attention and call himself to come over.

After Tan Wenbin had amused his two adopted sons,
He kicked Lin Shuyou with a smile and asked helpfully, "Brother Xiaoyuan, can Ah You learn these?"

"He doesn't need to learn. The officer general was once a ghost king. They have their own magic methods."

Lin Shuyou: "But..."

Tan Wenbin: "But it seems that the officer and general only know how to fight and kill."

Li Zhuiyuan: "That's because they are holding back their strength and don't want to waste it."

Tan Wenbin: "What should we do then?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Communicate with the White Crane Boy slowly. Every time you go to the spirit realm, bring the evil-breaking needles and other things. If he doesn't help you with his magic, you can poke yourself."

Lin Shuyou: "Can you still communicate with adults like this?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Master Yinshen is quite easy to talk to."

Lin Shuyou: “Really…?”

Tan Wenbin recalled the scene at the Zhao family where Brother Xiaoyuan walked down from the eaves and the White Crane Boy reached out to hold him up.

"Yes, it's not that unkind. You and the boy should communicate more with each other using needles."

Lin Shuyou: "Can I practice these techniques with you?"

Li Zhuiyuan did not answer.

Lin Shuyou: "I..."

Tan Wenbin patted Lin Shuyou on the back of his head, signaling him to shut up. Who cares whether you peeked or not? Why do you have to ask?

After finishing the work, Li Zhuiyuan handed it to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin took the book of magic and led Lin Shuyou to the discount store.

Because Li Zhuiyuan wanted to take out the "Evil Book" to deduce the remaining formations of Yuxuzi.

At this time, the dormitory's ban must be opened and no one should be nearby, otherwise they will be easily bewitched by this "evil book".

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and wrote down Yuxuzi's remaining formation. Soon, the completed content of the remaining formation would emerge.

The repair was done, but it was not perfect.

Li Zhuiyuan would also write down his own ideas and insights, and when the handwriting disappeared, the new content would be improved accordingly.

Either "The Evil Book" itself has limitations, or it is deliberately giving itself participation.

But it doesn't matter. Having it is like having a real-time reference book.

Li Zhuiyuan wrote down each incomplete formation, and he began to deduce them one by one in a book.

Yuxuzi's attainment in formations lies not in height but in depth. This depth is exactly what Li Zhuiyuan needs, because it requires time to accumulate.

Even Li Zhuiyuan found the clever use of various details in the simple formation very interesting.

If this person had not been idle for hundreds of years, he would not be bored enough to try to deduce in that direction.

it's getting dark.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't feel tired and even forgot to eat, but he couldn't stand reading this book.

The words appearing on the "Evil Book" became lighter and lighter, as if there was no ink left.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that this book was setting conditions for him.

After the free trial period ends, you will have to pay to continue using the product.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't even write a word to ask what it needed. He just closed it, packed it, sealed it, and threw it into the corner.

Anyway, most of the fragments of Yuxuzi's formation have been deduced, and it is not known when it will be needed next time, so just leave it and collect dust for now.

Maybe if you leave it alone for a while, it will get scared and when you open it next time, it will be covered in ink again.

Wei Zhengdao once said: The more desires you have, the easier it is to be affected by these evil things. The best way to deal with them is not to indulge them.

Li Zhuiyuan left the dormitory and came to the store. It was too late and the canteen was past mealtime, so he planned to get something to eat here.

A Hong Kong zombie movie was playing on the TV in front of the counter, and a group of students gathered around the counter watching.

Behind the TV, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou were practicing magic, carefully practicing every stroke.

They were obviously practicing for real, but in the eyes of outsiders, they just watched too many zombie movies and were learning to imitate the movements.

It would be fine if children did this, but now that they are college students, it seems a bit childish and many people laugh at them.

Runsheng specially made a bowl of fried rice for Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan took a bite and nodded, "It's delicious."

Runsheng's cooking skills are indeed improving day by day, but there's nothing we can do about it. The main reason is that we can't rely on the other one at all, let alone count on him.

"Where's Mengmeng?"

"She said she was going to learn driving with Zheng Jiayi in the afternoon, and she should be going shopping in the evening. She won't be back for dinner."

"Ah."

"It's good for her to go out and play, after all, she hasn't had much fun since she was a child."

Li Zhuiyuan put the last piece of sausage into the bowl: "Brother Runsheng, I don't mind."

"Haha." Runsheng rubbed his fingers, "Every time she comes back from playing, she is very happy."

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Are there any more sausages?"

"No more. We finished what we brought a long time ago. Later, Officer Tan brought some over, but we finished it today too."

"Then go home and get it at the end of the month. We have it at home."

"Yeah, okay." Runsheng smiled happily. He also missed his grandfather.

In fact, the sausages we ate at my great-grandfather’s house were also made by Aunt Liu.

Even if you want to continue eating now, just ask Aunt Liu to help you feed some more.

But the sausages need to be air-dried, and the wind from a foreign land can never bring out the flavor of home.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked at the phone on the counter. Since he came to Jinling, he has never called home once.

He tried many times, but even if he had his hand on the receiver, he felt anxious, sweaty and uncomfortable when he thought that the call would be connected to Aunt Zhang's store and Aunt Zhang would call Grandpa to answer the phone.

What kept appearing in my mind was the scene of that night when I answered Li Lan's call under the watchful eyes of my family.

This is not only affected by his own illness, but also by the psychological shadow left by Li Lan.

Although he didn't make phone calls, he wrote letters frequently. When writing letters, Li Zhuiyuan felt uncomfortable, but he was able to overcome it, especially when he was writing in A-li's study, he could feel the pain and warmth, as if the grandfather was standing in front of him.

When writing a letter, one must pay attention to the wording, be caring and concerned, and write many, many words that are actually meaningless but are just used to express emotions. Every time Li Zhuiyuan wrote, his palms would sweat and the letter paper would be wet.

Then in my great grandfather's reply, I felt that I was homesick and repeatedly comforted myself in words. My great grandfather thought I was crying while writing the letter.

This was a beautiful misunderstanding, and Li Zhuiyuan did not explain it. For him, in the non-performance state, the subjective willpower could overcome the physical and mental rejection and resistance, which was a huge progress.

However, I don’t know who in the village my grandfather asked to write the reply letter, the handwriting was very beautiful.

Runsheng said, "Xiaoyuan, then I'll urge them to get their driver's licenses quickly and buy a pickup truck before they go home?"

"OK, all right."

The current driving license test is not strict, and it is not difficult to get a driver's license by paying money or using connections. However, since family members drive and sit in the car, there is no need to take that shortcut.

At this time, a senior student walked into the store, took a few bags of snacks, walked up to Runsheng and handed him the money.

Runsheng took it.

Generally, only old customers who are familiar with the company can enjoy this kind of treatment. Of course, it is also because there are too many people at the counter, and it takes a long time to squeeze in and pay.

"Marquis Runsheng, you just had dinner?"

"I've already eaten. Have you eaten yet, Hua Hou?"

The reason they became familiar with each other was that this senior student was also from Nantong.

He doesn’t speak dialect on weekdays, but when he comes to the store, he must shout a few words.

Sometimes, people come to the store to buy something just to satisfy their cravings.

Li Zhuiyuan had finished his meal by now. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, walked towards the basement, and went to see Xiao Hei.

The senior student asked, "Who is this kid? Your nephew?"

Runsheng: "No, my brother."

"Is he from Nantong too?"

"Ah."

"What is your name?"

"Li Zhuiyuan."

“Zhuiyuan, Xiaoyuan…” The senior raised his hand to Li Zhuiyuan who was walking down the stairs and shouted with a smile, “Xiaoyuan Hou!”

……

This is a hotel located on the Qinhuai River. The entire hotel is shaped like a flower boat.

However, there was no reception at the door and no parking.

Uncle Qin pushed open the door and walked in. There was no one on the first floor. He placed the visiting card on the counter at the entrance and went up to the second floor along the side of the ship.

There are three tables on the second floor, one at the top and two as backgrounds.

The exquisite dishes have been served and the drinks have been opened.

But there was only a young man with a bandaged forehead standing there, no one else.

Uncle Qin asked, "Where are the people?"

Zhao Yi: "Just me."

"What does it mean?"

"This banquet was originally prepared for me by my family. I only found out about this after I got home. The old man at home was confused and did something stupid. This is the apology bill."

Zhao Yi handed over the gift list respectfully.

Uncle Qin took it, didn't look at it, and threw it on the ground.

Zhao Yi was not surprised.

After he returned home, he hid from his family in the name of seclusion. Instead, he spent a day secretly performing a river-walking ceremony for himself and lit lamps for himself.

The river-walking ceremony does not need to be too grand. When Liu Yumei held the ceremony for Li Zhuiyuan, she only chose a cramped little house.

For this kind of thing, sincerity is the key, similar to making a great wish to heaven. If you don't have a dragon lantern, you can just light a candle or hold a torch.

After doing all this, Zhao Yi confronted his family.

When the elderly people at home found out that he not only opened the way for himself to escape from the river, but also cut the gap between the gate of life and death, one of them fainted on the spot out of anger, and the others cursed at him.

What unfilial descendants, worse than animals, evil bastards...

Zhao Yi originally just let it go in one ear and out the other, so you guys can do whatever you want.

Anyway, I have already lit the lights and set off on the river. Next, I should keep a distance from my family, listen more, and keep some deep memories for when I miss them in the future.

But when he heard one of his uncles say that he had delivered the visiting card to the old lady and that the old lady had also replied in time, Zhao Yi was completely paralyzed.

After he started walking on the river, even though the door to life and death was gone, his perception of cause and effect became clearer.

In addition, he had also read the notes of his ancestor the Dragon King, so he had some basic knowledge of walking on the river.

When others walk on the river, the first wave is always filled with evil spirits, so start with the simple and easy ones.

Why come here...

The most important thing is, what qualifications do I have to face the inheritance of two Dragon Kings in the first wave!

The underworld has its own rules, and the heavens also have their own eyes. Even if there are some intrigues and murders, there must be a decent layout and all parties must be fooled.

For example, when I was facing that teenager, I immediately turned the gun around and shouted the slogan of clearing the house. If the teenager wanted to kill me, he would have to consider whether the value of this generation was worth it.

Now, those old guys in our family who are as old as dogs have directly handed the legitimate reasons to others. Since you were the one who insulted their family first, they can send people to hunt you down with a fair reason.

What's even more embarrassing is that it's difficult for family members to help because of the consequences involved in walking on the river.

Zhao Yi pulled out a dagger and said to Uncle Qin, "I have severed my relationship with the Jiujiang Zhao family and have removed my name from the family tree!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yi raised the dagger and stabbed it into his own thigh, piercing it through.

Then he gritted his teeth, drew out the dagger, and knelt on one knee.

Uncle Qin stood there, motionless.

Zhao Yi: "I have lit a lantern and am heading for the river. I will either transform into a dragon or be buried in the river!"

After saying that, Zhao Yi grasped the dagger and stabbed his other thigh, piercing it through again.

After pulling out the dagger, he fell to his knees on the ground, blood flowing.

Zhao Yi: "Jiujiang Zhao is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and blasphemes the Dragon King. His crime should be punished; but as a former Jiujiang Zhao, I have received the grace of his upbringing and inheritance, and I cannot be erased from the family tree.

I, Zhao Yi, hereby swear to Heaven!
In the future, the merits of traveling along the Yangtze River will be shared between the Qin and Liu families.

If I am lucky enough to cross the river and claim to be the Dragon King, I will personally come to apologize and guard the gate for Dragon King Qin and Liu for three years!"

After saying that, Zhao Yi grasped the dagger and stabbed it into his shoulder, making another hole.

When he tried to draw the sword, he failed the first time. He tried again twice with force before he finally got it out.

Three cuts, six holes, three cuts, six holes!

"Hs...hs..."

Zhao Yi's face was pressed against the carpet, his body trembling.

He knew Kung Fu, and he knew very well that the man in front of him was not easy to fool, so with each of his swords, he did not deliberately choose the position that would cause the least damage, but went straight forward.

Uncle Qin didn't say anything, turned around and went downstairs.

a long time,

Old Man Tian hurried upstairs and saw the young master in a pool of blood. He immediately rushed over crying and shouting, "Young master, young master, why are you doing this, why are you doing this!"

"Grandpa Tian, ​​don't cry..."

"Master, what can I say to you? Why would you do this? Why would you do this?!"

"Grandpa Tian, ​​if you don't stop the bleeding for me, I'm really going to die."

Old man Tian woke up immediately and helped him stop the bleeding and applied medicine.

"Master, what the hell is this the First Wave of Walking the River? Why is it so scary? I was guarding outside before and didn't notice how that person got in at all."

"Is it difficult? I think it's quite simple. If I only need to stab myself three times in each wave in the future, then I, your young master, will really become the Dragon King. Haha, hiss... it hurts!"

"Master, what shall we do next?"

"What should we do? We need to find a place to recover first. We need to recover before the second wave comes."

Zhao Yi then fixed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Zhao Mengyao went to university in Jinling, and the location chosen by the old lady in her reply was also Jinling. I now suspect that the person I met in Shizhuo Village last time was... No, he is very likely the heir of the Qin and Liu families."

"That young man is from the Qin Liulong King's family?"

"That should be it."

"Then how can there be such a coincidence in this world?"

"No, this is not a coincidence. It was just a verbal discussion among the old men. I hadn't agreed or approved it yet. How could they suddenly get so excited and send out the visiting card?"

"It is said that the master had a dream at night, in which he dreamed of two real dragons flying over Jiujiang.

The master thought it was a good omen, and the next day he ignored everyone's objections and ordered people to send out the visiting cards."

"Oh, Grandpa Tian, ​​there is no such coincidence in this world. When will it be his turn to have a pregnancy dream when he is a grown man?"

Zhao Yi sighed helplessly:
"Alas, the dragon races on the river, and hundreds of boats race against each other.

I felt like I was just fucking unlucky, I passed by that boy and was scratched by the waves he created!"

……

The night was dark, and the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed slowly in the evening breeze.

The teacup is shaken gently in the hand.

After listening to Uncle Qin's report, Liu Yumei lowered her head and took a sip of tea.

Uncle Qin: "Only one person came from their family."

Liu Yumei put down the teacup, picked up a plum with her fingers, put it into her mouth and slowly held it.

Uncle Qin: "Madam, shall I go to Jiujiang?"

Liu Yumei sighed and shook her head: "Now that you're back, this matter is over."

"Please punish me, Madam."

"You're right, you did a great job. I said to leave someone to counterattack, but the kid from the Zhao family really came alone. This proves that he is lucky.

Besides, I know you admire him very much."

Uncle Qin continued to stand where he was.

Liu Yumei closed her eyes, crossed her hands and placed them on her body, and the rattan chair slowly swayed back and forth.

"If I had known earlier, I should have let A Ting go."

"Oh, old lady, why did you suddenly mention me again?" Aunt Liu came in with a bowl of medicine. "You should take the medicine."

"I mean, you were naughty and didn't listen to me that much."

"Oh my, old lady, you can't wrongly accuse me like this. When have I ever dared to disobey you? Your words are as important to me as the Queen Mother's decree."

"Then will you kill him?"

Aunt Liu put down the medicine soup, opened the lid, took a wooden spoon to scoop the soup into the wooden bowl, blew it carefully, and handed it to the old lady.

When the old lady reached out to take it, she said:

"Of course I'll kill him."

……

The benefits of getting through the second wave ahead of time are still continuing to work, and everyone has had a relatively comfortable period of rest.

According to Li Zhuiyuan's calculations, even if one wanted to prepare for the third wave in advance, it should be after returning to school after the holiday.

Because there is a big one in the peach forest in Siyuan Village, my hometown.

With it there, it’s really hard to capture normal waves.

Of course, if you keep holding on to this idea and hide at home, it is not realistic, because the next wave will continue to gather momentum there until it breaks your "dam" and floods the peach orchard.

During this period, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou went to class every day.

First, the quality of sleep is good during class;
Secondly, reading the magic booklet during class will be more efficient and easier to concentrate on. It gives me the same feeling as when I was in junior high and high school, secretly reading novels in class.

It’s a pity that teachers in university classes generally don’t mind as long as you don’t make trouble in class, even if you sleep, so they won’t collect your novels.

This inevitably made Tan Wenbin feel that the excitement and tension worth savoring was missing, which indirectly reduced the learning efficiency that could have been higher.

Li Zhuiyuan did not stay in the dormitory these days. Every morning, he would go to find A'li and hold A'li's hand for a walk on the school playground.

After going back to Aunt Liu's house for breakfast, he would also go to class.

However, his professional courses and even graduation project were completed in the summer vacation before school started, so after Fatty Wu helped him get a stack of course schedules for almost all the majors in the school, Li Zhuiyuan could choose his own course schedule from across the school.

Anyway, you can just sit in the corner of the classroom before class and no one will chase you away.

While listening to the lectures, he would also take out the basic books he brought with him and continue to review them, mainly because there were too many of them that Liu Yumei prepared for him last time.

It is not difficult to read a book and listen to a lecture at the same time.

As a result, Li Zhuiyuan found some very good teachers and professors.

There are several senior professors who are very strong in professional theory and teach their classes very seriously. Their teaching of students is not actually a necessary teaching task but a requirement of their own application.

It’s just that the Mandarin with dialect and the overly professional nature of the class made it difficult for most students to learn.

Li Zhuiyuan listened with great interest and also learned some not-so-standard Shaanxi, Henan and Suzhou accents.

In addition to professional courses, there was also an ideological and political course taught by an old professor named Zhu, who left a deep impression on Li Zhuiyuan.

Nowadays, when taking this course, it is inevitable to encounter some embarrassing things sometimes.

Some students who like to show off their individuality will deliberately sing a different tune and ask questions that they think they see through the world and that they think are smart, in order to deliberately embarrass the teacher.

Professor Zhu has a very good temper. Sometimes, even if he is offended, he does not get angry. Instead, he patiently explains the questions according to his own theories.

However, no matter how well he teaches, he cannot change the overall depressed trend in society.

A student once asked that the gap was too big and he really couldn't see the possibility of catching up.

Professor Zhu wiped his glasses and answered elegantly but firmly:
We now make clothes, toys, shoes and even their national flag for them, but one day, we will make something that they can't even imagine.

This reminded Li Zhuiyuan of Xue Liangliang.

Unfortunately, Brother Liangliang had not finished the work at hand and went back to celebrate his father’s “birthday”, so he did not get to see the fool.

This also shows from the side how fast and how early one can advance by making the last wave.

What was a bit embarrassing was that after Professor Zhu's class today, Li Zhuiyuan did not rush to leave because he had not finished reading the book at hand. After other students had left, Professor Zhu walked to the back row and sat next to him.

Li Zhuiyuan closed the book, but Professor Zhu asked to borrow it from him. After reading it, he was not angry because he was reading these books in his class. Instead, he smiled and said that he also had some such books at home, but they were all about morality and health, not your major.

He also said that his wife spoke Chinese and invited Li Zhuiyuan to visit his home if he had the chance in the future.

Li Zhuiyuan accepted the invitation without setting a specific time.

Picking up his schoolbag, Li Zhuiyuan left the classroom.

It is true that staying in the dormitory for a long time will make you bored. During this period of time, he really felt that he was here to go to school.

If I don't go to class, I would feel really sorry for the living expenses my grandfather gives me every month, and I would feel guilty.

Moreover, my grandfather would pay me twice a month, once for living expenses and once for competition fees.

Sometimes, two banknotes would be inserted in my grandfather’s letters.

It should be that my grandfather took it out of his pocket and stuffed it in before pasting the envelope.

Looking at this wrinkled banknote, I seem to be able to see my grandfather’s wrinkled face, saying proudly: Xiao Yuanhou, your grandfather has plenty of money!
Walking out of the teaching building and towards the living area, Li Zhuiyuan saw the pickup truck he had just bought today at the entrance of a low-priced store.

The little yellow pickup truck is very spirited.

Grandma Liu's family is very rich. Even if a single hair were plucked out of her, it would be thicker than the waist of an ordinary person.

But if you buy things with your own money, you will have a different feeling. At least, you will cherish them more.

For example, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were already eager to clean the new car, and then they had to install a roof on the car so that people sitting in the back would not be easily blown by the wind.

Although the holiday is not until the day after tomorrow, some students have already started leaving school and going home today, pushing their suitcases or carrying their bags.

Only those students who have important classes tomorrow or whose teachers need to call the roll can only continue to wait in misery.

The next morning, everyone on Li Zhuiyuan's side gathered together and prepared to go home. Li Zhuiyuan had said goodbye to A'li the night before and would go back to stay for three days, which was not a long time.

Tan Wenbin's parents, including Zhou Yunyun, are all in Jinling, but he still wants to go home.

Zhuangzhuang has lived in Uncle Li's house for almost a year and has really developed feelings for him.

When Yin Meng and Run Sheng went back, the store was left to Lu Yi. He didn't go back to his hometown during the summer vacation, so he naturally wouldn't go back during such a short vacation. He also had to feed Xiao Hei every day.

The four of them all changed into new clothes designed by A-li. They were close-fitting and breathable, and very practical. They felt like professional equipment for camping in the wild. Everyone wore leather boots.

There was a man with a bag on his back, standing in the distance, with his head lowered, trampling the pebbles on the ground repeatedly with the toes of his shoes.

Given Lin Shuyou's family conditions, he can definitely afford to take a plane back to visit.

But he knew very well that if he went home now for no apparent reason, he might be kicked out of the temple by his grandfather and master.

In addition, during this period of time, in addition to the more utilitarian goal of career development, he was very attached to Tan Wenbin.

He also wanted to stick to Li Zhuiyuan, but he was afraid of Li Zhuiyuan, so he could only be distant from him.

After the four people got in the car, the pickup truck drove away.

Lin Shuyou pursed his lips, picked up his schoolbag, and prepared to go into the store to help Lu Yi count the goods.

The pickup truck fell back again.

Tan Wenbin, who was sitting in the driver's seat, stretched his hand out of the window, waved, and asked, "What are you standing there for? Get in the car!"

"Okay!"

Lin Shuyou immediately jumped happily into the back of the car. Being so agile, he actually hit his head with a "bang" sound.

He sat down while rubbing his head.

Runsheng, who was sitting opposite him, asked, "Are you crying?"

"no!"

"You're just crying."

"No...I didn't cry."

"Look, you're crying."

"No...no...I'm not crying...I just got hurt from the collision."

Tan Wenbin honked the horn, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out.

As the provincial capital, Jinling once again showed itself to be equally distant from other cities in the province.

After nearly four hours of driving, the car arrived in Nantong around noon.

After arriving at Shinan, we continued driving inward. After passing Shigang Bridge, the driver, Tan Wenbin, counted the intersections and turned into the village road at the second intersection.

Because they had called Li Sanjiang in advance, the group did not stop in the town to buy groceries.

As for gifts, I did bring some.

They are all Jinling specialties, and I think they may not suit Li Sanjiang's taste.

You have to go north from the village road and take a small road to get to Li Sanjiang's house, as cars cannot drive in.

In order not to block the road, Tan Wenbin had to drive the car into the fields and crush some of Li Sanjiang's crops.

When the car stopped, Li Zhuiyuan got out first and walked home.

Li Sanjiang, who heard the noise, had already walked over here with a cigarette in his mouth.

Li Zhuiyuan shouted, "Grandpa!"

Li Sanjiang spit out the cigarette from his mouth and jogged:

"Hahahaha, you miss me so much, Little Marquis Yuan!"

Li Sanjiang picked up Li Zhuiyuan. This time, he made preparations in advance and weighed him carefully after picking him up:

"It's heavy, it's really heavy. Our little Yuanhou has grown up so fast. I can't even hold him anymore."

"Uncle Li, we are still here!"

"Uncle Li, we are back too!"

After parking their cars, Tan Wenbin, Runsheng and others also came here carrying gifts.

Li Sanjiang continued to hold Li Zhuiyuan with one hand, and took out his other hand, waved to them, and shouted with a smile:

"Ha, the mules are back too!"

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