Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 134

The bad news is that Wei Zhengdao is really not dead.

The good news is that Wei Zhengdao is seeking death.

Li Zhuiyuan was somewhat disappointed that he did not die, but his attitude of seeking death restored his image in the young man's heart and even made him more lively.

At the very least, Wei Zhengdao did not become the kind of person who turned himself into a freak that was neither human nor ghost in pursuit of immortality.

Although, he actually became a freak that even freaks would call him a freak when they saw him.

This "Five Senses Sealed Diagram" is the rope that Wei Zhengdao used to hang himself.

He must have been hanging on this rope for a long time, exposed to the wind and sun, and the mud on his neck had rubbed the rope black, but he still couldn't die.

Instead, this rope has been transformed into an evil object.

This evil creature later required a Dragon King to personally suppress it and destroy it.

Therefore,
How dirty was Wei Zhengdao at that time?

However, when Wei Zhengdao broke the seal and came out, the seal map definitely had not turned into a vicious creature, otherwise, based on Wei Zhengdao's behavior habits, he would have just waved his hand and sent it to be "destroyed by the righteous path."

After being lost, the sealed map took a long time to brew and grow, and gradually turned into an evil object, until it stirred up wind and rain and brought disaster to the world. It is really hard to estimate how long this period of time took.

Because even for Deng Chen, his main memories were born after he was defeated and scattered, so he knew very little about his past.

Li Zhuiyuan had seen the name of Qin Kan, who broke the seal, on the altar. Based on the seating order, it could be inferred that he should be a person from the Yuan Dynasty.

In short, there is no specific algorithm that can deduce the year when Wei Zhengdao decided to commit suicide and the year when he failed.

But what is probably certain is that it has been many, many years since then.

This also means that Wei Zhengdao would probably continue to try other methods of suicide.

I sincerely hope that he can commit suicide successfully.

The perfect ending is that after entering a mysterious area in the future, you can find a skeleton or a grave with Wei Zhengdao's suicide note next to it.

There is no need for many words above. According to Wei Zhengdao's personality, it should be:

"Haha, I finally succeeded in committing suicide."

One thought comes to this,
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the photo and gently patted his forehead.

No,
Seeing this suicide note would be the most terrifying thing and the worst outcome.

after all,

Whoever succeeds in committing suicide can write down the words that prove his success?
Therefore, the best result should be that it would be difficult to find any trace of him anymore, and there would be no trace of him left, which would mean that he was truly successful.

Although this is not very friendly to his curious followers in later generations, it is most in line with his painting style.

I've been here, I've been proud, I've been indulged, I've been rebellious, but finally I got tired of playing and felt it was meaningless, I also got myself into trouble, so I thought about how to die, and finally, I died.

When Li Zhuiyuan looks back at "Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu" and "Records of the Righteous Way to Subdue Demons" now, he really feels as if he is giving Binbin and the others special treatment, crushing and pounding the food before feeding them.

If you can write popular science books in a free and easy style, please make sure the ending is not so cliché.

Li Zhuiyuan stroked the words on the back of the photo with his fingertips.

The man under the peach tree practiced Wei Zhengdao's black book and turned into a ghost-like appearance, but he himself practiced it and nothing happened. So Li Zhuiyuan suspected early on whether Wei Zhengdao had the same mental illness as himself.

But looking at this sentence, there is anger, helplessness, and a sense of being unable to laugh or cry... In short, there are many emotions intertwined.

Therefore,
Is your illness cured?

Although Li Zhuiyuan's condition is gradually improving because of A'li, it is like climbing a mountain. Before reaching the last step, it is really difficult to confirm whether this road can completely reach the top.

If there were other people's successful methods and paths to refer to, things would be much simpler and clearer.

This guy wrote so many books, but didn't he ever think that there might be people in the future suffering from the same rare disease as him, and didn't he leave some prescriptions for future patients?

Li Zhuiyuan put the photo into his schoolbag.

At this time, Deng Chen came back with Tan Wenbin, Yin Meng and Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou walked at the back with his head lowered.

He had gone to pick someone up, but instead of picking up the person, he got lost inside. He felt very embarrassed.

In fact, when Li Zhuiyuan asked him to pick someone up, he wanted to ask him to take the incense burner and light incense before going out, but Ayou ran out before he finished listening.

In view of this, in future waves or other matters, even if you need to call Ah You for help, you cannot arrange for him to act alone.

Ayou's order of autonomous actions even ranks behind Runsheng.

Li Zhuiyuan: "By the way, where is Runsheng?"

When the white mist was still there, Li Zhuiyuan did not sense Run Sheng's breath.

But Runsheng is the strongest individual in the team after all. Even if Lin Shuyou summoned the White Crane Boy through spirit possession, he could not defeat Runsheng who was in full swing.

Logically speaking, he should be the least likely to get into trouble, but nothing is absolute. For example, Tan Wenbin's face looked a little sallow, which must have been due to him using the secret technique to ward off ghosts and paying the price with his life.

And Yin Meng...seemed to be completely fine, except that her hair was a little wavy, as if she had found some time to get a perm.

No one answered Li Zhuiyuan's question. Everyone rushed here after resolving the emergencies on their own side.

Yin Meng's pager was broken and she couldn't receive the message, but she knew to call the store and received the message from Lu Yi.

"Meng Meng, Ah You, the two of you go look for someone near the Eighth Hospital now. Run Sheng should be nearby. He may be injured and unable to move for the time being, but his life is not in danger."

The pig's behavior told Li Zhuiyuan that it was actually worried about the arrival of its own reinforcements.

The one who really posed a threat to it was Runsheng, so when the pig came here, it failed to kill Runsheng.

Yin Meng: "Understood."

Lin Shuyou: "I understand!"

The two left the photo studio immediately.

"Brother Binbin, please finish up the matter here. Ask him about the details of what happened."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed at Deng Chen.

Deng Chen nodded respectfully to Li Zhuiyuan, and then smiled at Tan Wenbin.

"Brother Xiaoyuan..."

As Li Zhuiyuan was walking out, he was stopped by someone. He turned around and looked at Tan Wenbin: "Huh?"

Tan Wenbin wanted to ask Brother Xiaoyuan how to end it specifically, or give him a guideline, or even a keyword, but seeing the pale and tired look on Brother Xiaoyuan's face, he felt embarrassed to make him rack his brains any more, so he changed the topic:

"Brother Xiaoyuan, go west. There is a small shopping mall there. You can take a taxi at the entrance."

"it is good."

It is dark now. As the fog has dissipated, the flow of people on the road has gradually resumed, but the flow of traffic is still interrupted because the road is in a mess and cars cannot pass.

The drivers who were stuck here and had no way to turn around were still cursing the road administration for suddenly repairing the road so late at night.

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the photo studio and headed west for a distance to avoid the traffic jam. He then got a taxi at the entrance of the shopping mall.

After telling the driver the address, Li Zhuiyuan slumped in the back seat.

He is too tired.

Not only did he do it himself, but he also got injured. He was also troubled by both magic and formations. Now he was in a state of overdraft.

In fact, the most energy-consuming things are not the above. The most brain-consuming thing is to "fight wits and courage" with the pig in a short period of time, and then predict its actions and dig a trap in advance.

Fortunately, the pig did not disappoint him. It did the same thing as the smartest method he deduced. This can be regarded as a kind of tacit understanding between the smart man and the smart pig.

My nose is a little itchy, maybe a nosebleed is about to occur.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a piece of paper from his bag, tore it in two, crumpled it into a ball, blocked his nostrils with it in advance, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"We've arrived at Haihe University. Is this the gate?" the driver's voice came.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the school gate outside the car window, nodded, and was about to take out the money to pay, but he saw the price on the taxi meter was nearly twice as high as normal.

The boy was very sensitive to data, and there was no need to calculate this. He took a taxi from the school gate to the photo studio and back twice during the day.

It should be that the driver saw that I fell asleep as soon as I got in the car, so he adjusted the meter. Of course, even if I was not asleep, he would probably do the same thing seeing that I was a child.

At present, there are indeed many kind and upright taxi drivers in the taxi industry, but it is still undeniable that the reality of this industry is that there are good and bad people there.

It’s just that I just finished riding a wave and you’re already cheating me of the fare?

Li Zhuiyuan had already seen the black gas condensing from the driver's face as he turned back.

The short nap in the car not only failed to refresh the boy, but made him feel even more tired.

The boy didn't question or inquire, and wasn't even bothered to speak. He took the money out of his bag and handed it directly to the driver.

The driver took the money.

There were faint traces of blood rolling out of the black air on the driver's forehead.

Moreover, after taking the money, the driver was still hesitant and didn't give change.

Perhaps he felt that he was meeting a young man, so as long as the boy was too embarrassed to ask for it, he would not give him change.

He had seen too many different kinds of people and knew that some people would be too embarrassed to speak up when facing strangers in public, even if they were obviously taken advantage of.

Li Zhuiyuan took the bag and opened the car door.

When getting off the car, Li Zhuiyuan habitually said, "Thank you, Master."

The driver waved his hand and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

He was very happy and he was very proud.

Li Zhuiyuan saw blood on the driver's forehead.

But the boy said nothing, carrying his bag, and walked towards the school gate.

Just like what my grandfather once said:

Everyone has their own destiny. Some people are really pitiful and miserable, while some people... just deserve it.

……

yard.

Aunt Liu was holding chopsticks and a bowl in her hands, checking the freshly pickled vegetables.

The old lady prefers a light diet, but it also needs to be flavorful. Various pickles are an indispensable supplement and embellishment on the family's dining table.

Uncle Qin was clearing the land. He didn't want to use the only piece of turf left in the yard anymore. According to the old lady's instructions, there was no use keeping it, so he might as well plant vegetables on it.

There was no way. As Xiaoyuan started to travel along the river, the old lady's requirements for life became more and more down-to-earth.

When he left for the river, the old lady didn't have this kind of change.

Uncle Qin felt that he was indeed far inferior to Xiaoyuan, even though he was already an adult when he crossed the river.

Because he was unwilling to admit another possibility, that is, the old lady's mentality has changed because she is old.

In Uncle Qin's eyes, the old lady is the mistress, the mother, and the master.

Aunt Liu came over with a bowl in her hand, picked up a piece of pickled cucumber with her chopsticks, and passed it to Uncle Qin: "Try it."

Uncle Qin took it, chewed it twice, and commented: "It's edible, but it doesn't taste good enough."

"How heavy is your appetite? When you find it tasty, can we still eat it?"

Uncle Qin nodded: "Yes, that's right."

At this time, the floor-to-ceiling window of the room on the first floor was opened from the inside.

Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu turned their heads together and saw A'li standing at the door.

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

Back then at Li Sanjiang's house, the two of them had played the role of A-li's parents.

Although that’s not the case, from an emotional point of view, they watched Ari grow up.

However, the two soon noticed that Ah Li was holding a crumpled piece of money in his hand.

Judging from the face value, it should be two yuan.

"Ali?" Aunt Liu took the initiative to walk over, "Is the collection box full?"

Ali shook her head.

Aunt Liu pursed her lips, glanced upward from the corner of her eye, and asked in a low voice: "Is there not enough tablets?"

It shouldn't have happened, because she had just been responsible for replenishing a batch of goods, and based on the rate at which Ah Li had consumed raw materials in the past, it shouldn't have been out of stock so quickly.

Ah Li shook her head again. Then, Ah Li walked out of the room and came to the yard.

In the past, Ahri would just sit behind the threshold, with her feet on the door and her eyes looking straight ahead, and would sit there all day long.

After meeting Xiaoyuan and moving here, A'li would sometimes come out of the house, look at the vegetables and ants on the ground, or look up at the clouds and stars.

Aunt Liu was going to help A'li get the bench.

But A'li walked step by step to the gate of the courtyard.

He reached out and pushed the gate open.

Aunt Liu was stunned, and Uncle Qin was also stunned.

A Li walked out of the courtyard.

In the past, Ali had been taken out before. The old lady would hold her hand and take her out, and Ali would be like a sculpture, following her wherever she went or sat.

Later, A'li would ride Runsheng's tricycle to pick up Xiaoyuan from school. Xiaoyuan would also hold A'li's hand and take her to Cuicui's house to play, or walk around the fields and rivers.

The countryside is vast and sparsely populated, and you won't run into many people walking along the small paths or on the ridges of the fields.

Recently, Aunt Liu and Uncle Qin also discovered that Xiaoyuan would take A'li for a walk on the playground in the morning.

But no matter what, there was someone close enough to take Ahri out.

At this moment, this was the first time that A-li wanted to go out on her own, and she actually went out.

Uncle Qin put down the hoe in his hand and prepared to follow.

It's okay in the yard, they are outsiders and no one will come to visit, but if they go outside... this is a school and the population is quite dense.

Ali is afraid of strangers, let alone strange crowds.

Uncle Qin stopped as soon as he reached the gate of the yard.

He turned around and looked at the second floor behind him.

The old lady stood there with a warning look in her eyes.

Uncle Qin was very surprised. Did the old lady mean that he was not allowed to follow?

"Don't follow her. She walked out on her own. She knows what's outside."

After saying these words, Liu Yumei turned around, closed her eyes, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

There were not many people on the small path in the family compound.

Ali walked along the roadside, trying to keep enough distance from everyone he passed by.

Many of the doors of the nearby housing estates were open, with people sitting inside. When they saw a young girl dressed so beautifully walking by, many of them greeted her enthusiastically.

There were also boys and girls of the same age who came out on their own initiative, looked at her curiously, and even followed her.

Ahri didn't respond, nor did she look at them. She just kept her head down and walked her own way.

Her left hand was slightly clenched and swaying. In the past, Xiaoyuan would hold this hand every time she went out.

Since she left the house, she subconsciously clenched her right hand, and then she found that the money had become even more wrinkled.

She immediately loosened her right hand, spread out the money with both hands, and kept smoothing it out.

After leaving the family compound and coming to the playground, the children who followed her either stopped and went back or were stopped by their families.

Things became much quieter around the girl, but in front of her... there were more people.

She stopped, raised her head and looked at the crowd in front of her.

Most of them are youthful college students, but in the eyes of girls, they are scary ghosts.

She knew they were not.

But there was no way. To her ears, the noises sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves, and those smiling faces looked particularly hideous in her eyes.

She had stayed in the dream for a long time and experienced a lot, and the environment in the dream had long since eroded her reality.

She took a step back, she wanted to go back.

But she lowered her head and looked at the two-dollar bill in her hand, then raised her head again and continued walking forward.

She joined the crowd and felt herself being swallowed up.

College students who were passing by or simply sitting on the playground chatting and talking about love were all attracted to this girl.

It was not completely dark yet, and the street lights inside and outside the playground were bright, so everyone could see the girl's clothes and appearance clearly.

This sense of refinement, this temperament, it is no exaggeration to say that when your eyes fall on her, you will even forget to take your next breath.

Various foreign elements are popular nowadays, and ancient style costumes are extremely rare. In most people's perception, ancient style is like the long sleeves and skirts worn for folk dances at parties.

What the girl displays is a true grace and nobility.

It was at this moment that many students realized that the descriptions and depictions in the poems and ancient Chinese texts they learned in high school actually exist in reality.

This girl looks like she came out of a picture book. My ancestors really didn’t lie to me.

Male and female students on both sides of the road were admiring and following the scene with their eyes.

The students passing by opened their mouths when they saw the girl, but after the girl walked past, they turned around and stood there, staring in a daze.

After all, it is a university and the students are of relatively high quality. Everyone just admired and praised and no one took any other action.

But the gazes from all around fell on the girl, bringing a burning sensation.

Her vision even became a little blurry, but she still forced herself to move forward.

Finally, she arrived at the store door.

She walked up the steps and into the store.

Confined spaces, denser crowds, and closer gazes bring more terrible pressure and torture.

Her hearing was filled with all kinds of hideous laughs and curses, and her sight was filled with horrible, evil monsters.

They crawled out of the shelves, they seeped out from the gaps between the floor tiles, and they even hung from the ceiling.

She stood there, not moving, but the world was twisting and spinning madly.

Her eyelids began to tremble.

The girl wanted to go crazy, wanted to scream, wanted to completely lose control of herself, because only in this way could she forget her own existence. When she forgot who she was, she would also forget the terror and torment.

But she still tried to hold on, and just when she felt suffocated, she saw the can of orange and white drink on the shelf.

She reached out, took it off, and held it in her arms.

found it.

Next,
To take it back.

"Wow, what a pretty girl." A part-time female student exclaimed beside Lu Yi.

Lu Yi, who was sitting behind the counter and doing accounts, raised his head and looked over, and found that the little girl was walking towards him. He rubbed his eyes, because this girl gave him a very unreal feeling.

Lu Yi was already feeling a little uneasy today, with the altar in the dormitory still there. When he looked at the girl again, he thought he had walked into Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

As the girl walked towards here, she kept smoothing the banknote in her hand, as if she wanted to make it smoother, even though the wrinkles did not affect its use and circulation.

Walking to the counter, A'li looked up and looked at Lu Yi.

In her eyes, Lu Yi looked like a long red snake spitting out its tongue, long and segmented.

A ferocious sound came from the counter, and a long snake swam onto the counter and coiled together, like a pile of red sausages.

Lu Yi leaned forward, leaned over the counter, and asked, "Do you want this?"

Ah Li put the two-dollar bill on the counter. The snake used its tail to stick the bill over and said, "I'll pay you back."
"Just right."

The girl turned and walked out of the store.

Being out of the closed environment allowed her to relax a little.

But next, I have to walk back home from here.

……

Li Zhuiyuan dragged his tired body into the school, and when he passed by the store, he walked in.

"Brother Shentong, Yin Meng called back and I told her where to take the photo."

"Ah."

Li Zhuiyuan responded, walked to the shelf, picked up a can of drink, opened it, and took a sip.

He had overdrawn today and eaten too much sugar. When he took a sip, the bitter taste mixed with the rising bubbles made Li Zhuiyuan feel like vomiting.

He walked to the counter and put the can of drink, which he couldn't finish, into the trash can.

Lu Yi didn't notice Li Zhuiyuan's strangeness and continued, "Earlier in the evening, a little girl came to buy something. She was wearing ancient costumes. Wow, she was really pretty, so pretty that it was unbelievable."

Li Zhuiyuan’s first reaction was A-Li.

But then he thought it was impossible. How could A'li come here to buy things?

If she needs anything, she can just write to Aunt Liu, and she won’t even go out.

Li Zhuiyuan waved to Lu Yi and walked out.

After leaving the living area, pass by the playground and finally enter the family quarters.

This road is neither long nor short. He has walked this road many times since Grandma Liu moved in, and he is very familiar with it.

Open the door and walk into the yard.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Uncle Qin watering the vegetable field.

"Hello, Uncle Qin."

"Yeah." Uncle Qin nodded to the young man. He wanted to say something, but seeing the fatigue on the young man's face, he guessed what the young man had just done, so he didn't say anything at this time.

Li Zhuiyuan opened the French window and walked in.

A'li was sitting on the bed. She must have just finished taking a shower. Her body was still a little hot and her hair was wet. Aunt Liu was standing behind her, wiping her hair with a towel.

What puzzled Li Zhuiyuan was that A'li's face seemed pale, as if she had just experienced a collapse.

But the problem is that even if the girl drew talismans for herself, she would only feel a little tired at most, and she would recover after a short rest.

As far as he could remember, he had never seen A'li like this.

"Xiaoyuan is here."

Aunt Liu smiled and took the towel, then walked out of the bedroom. When she closed the door, she deliberately didn't use too much force.

The door was closed, but not tight.

Aunt Liu was standing at the door, smiling, waiting quietly.

This feeling of anticipation far exceeds tasting the pickled cucumbers you made yourself.

"Ari, what's wrong with you?"

Li Zhuiyuan's mind echoed with Lu Yi's previous words, and he thought of a possibility, although he still didn't believe it now, because it was too exaggerated and too outrageous.

A'li moved the pillow away, and found a can of Jianlibao inside.

The girl held the Jianlibao in both hands, knelt down and moved from the bed to the side of the bed, and came in front of the boy.

The one who went to the store was really her!
Li Zhuiyuan pursed his lips and reached out to take it. The girl seemed to remember something, lowered her head, reached out to grab the pull ring, and pulled it open.

In the past, when drinking this, the boy would open it and then hand it to her.

She has been drinking tea with her grandmother since she was a child. She actually doesn't like sweet things, but she likes to drink it with him.

"Snapped."

It must have been left there for a while, so the drink didn't overflow.

The girl smiled, revealing two cute dimples, and handed the drink can to the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan took it, raised his head, and took a big sip:

"Mmm, so sweet."

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I was delayed in writing today because I was organizing my thoughts. Now I will post what I have written and continue writing. There will be another chapter tomorrow at noon, and I will make up the word count for everyone.

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