Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 188

Because I had refused Fat Jin Ge's offer to be my tour guide, Fat Jin Ge gave me a very detailed Lijiang tourist map.

In the past two days, the map was placed on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard of the homestay, and Tan Wenbin had been sitting beside the table, holding the compass in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, looking at and calculating.

Then mark the locations of the two corpse auras on the map.

Two lines, constantly moving, crossing in the middle.

It should be that Zhao Yi and the holder of the first piece of broken jade approached each other tacitly, wanting to create more chaos.

Every time Runsheng, Lin Shuyou and Yin Meng passed by here, they would look down, as if they were looking at the real-time weather forecast.

Compared to Li Zhuiyuan who could know the exact location with just a glance, Tan Wenbin's method was much more complicated. It took him half an hour to measure each point.

In other words, his calculations had a half-hour lag, so if one wanted to use this to fight for the broken jade, there would be basically no chance.

Tan Wenbin was well aware of this, and his calculations were even less practical than letting the two children on his shoulders sense the location of the corpse qi.

But since he had nothing to do, Tan Wenbin decided to use this as a practice.

The two cubs on his shoulders will be sent to reincarnate when he has accumulated enough merit, and he also has to adapt to life without their help in advance.

Although this would cause him to lose his position in the team again, it was not a reason for him to keep the two children locked away and not let them reincarnate.

During the journey along the river, they experienced too much blood and gore, and some people gradually lost themselves, while others further understood the importance of perseverance.

Runsheng was holding a bowl of noodles and eating.

There was a basin at his feet, filled with noodles, with two burning incense sticks stuck on it.

Runsheng took two big mouthfuls of noodles, then picked up the burning incense and took a bite of it as if it were a crispy scallion.

For him, the fastest way to recover after waking up is to eat a full meal.

Unfortunately, this fragrance has to be made by Aunt Liu and cannot be sown in the fields like green onions.

Lin Shuyou likes to stand on the rooftop, keeping watch while practicing the health-preserving boxing that he had secretly learned from Brother Xiaoyuan.

This set of boxing techniques is not lethal and can be used on a daily basis to promote blood circulation. It can also help regulate the body after an injury.

However, these movements were tailored for Li Zhuiyuan's own situation after reading many Taoist health-preserving manuals. When he found out that Ayou was practicing secretly, Li Zhuiyuan went out of his way to correct his movements and adjust his luck.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that this set of movements was really useful for Lin Shuyou.

Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and everything has two sides.

Every time the Yin spirit descends, it places a heavy burden on the medium's body, which is equivalent to draining the water from the canal. However, this also provides an opportunity to better adjust and open up the canal.

As long as it is properly managed and the foundation is not destroyed, it is actually a shortcut to accelerate the development of the body.

However, in the past, when the Lord Yin God descended, he would not take these things into consideration. This also resulted in the mediums generally being in much worse physical condition than their peers, with a shorter average lifespan and paying a greater price.

Furthermore, officials and generals have a short history and generally take a tough approach, but lack health preservation and conditioning.

However, these two problems do not exist for Lin Shuyou. Baihe Tongzi now cherishes his body very much.

Sometimes, background is reflected through subtle things like this. Li Zhuiyuan just flipped through books to learn about health preservation, and he was able to help fill in another link in the system of officials and generals.

When Lin Shuyou's master and grandfather first came to Jinling, they put on an extremely exaggerated show of being rude at first and respectful later, which might seem ridiculous to outsiders, but in fact, they were the ones who had a long-term vision.

Since she couldn't go out, Yin Meng had no way of looking for raw materials in nature to extract toxins and replenish her stock. She could only sit or lie down all day, playing with the poisonous insect.

He also developed a lot of new ways to play with this insect. For example, after discovering a crack on the insect's back, Yin Meng used his fingernails to tear open the crack.

The insect screamed and twitched in pain, almost going into shock.

But after being torn open, the insect was like having an extra pair of wings and could fly freely like a ladybug.

Although it doesn't fly high enough or far enough, it is still a huge improvement.

Yin Meng followed Runsheng's advice and never gave it a name, so that she wouldn't feel sad if it died.

This is indeed the right thing to do. If Yin Meng really treated it as a pet, she would not be willing to treat it like that. Then its wings would not be able to open, and it would be "trapped in its own cocoon", and its life would not last long.

To put it bluntly, things like poisonous insects are not suitable to be treated with affection. The better you treat them, the more you will stifle and persecute their growth and development.

Li Zhuiyuan has been recuperating these past two days, while also patching up the formation of the homestay.

That night, the "wolves" on the periphery tried to break the formation together. Although there was a traitor named Zhao Yi on the opposite side who helped to share some of the pressure, Li Zhuiyuan was also seriously injured by the recoil of the formation.

Without the inherent Feng Shui patterns of famous mountains and rivers, and without manpower to dig and build structures, this temporary formation of high-rise buildings on flat ground naturally requires more control and maintenance from the person who sets up the formation.

After his physical condition recovered, Li Zhuiyuan finally had the opportunity to take out the piece of red porcelain and conduct formal research.

The boy first drew two spell patterns on his right wrist and forearm as a precaution.

Then the copper coins on the red porcelain were removed, and the red porcelain began to tremble without being suppressed.

The color of its body has faded, and its thirst for blood has become more urgent.

I think that Xu Yijin would offer sacrifices to it every day before, but after Xu Yijin died and the statue got a new owner, the new owner really didn't take it seriously.

Li Zhuiyuan examined it carefully. Unlike the "Evil Book", this piece of red porcelain did not have self-awareness. What it was showing now was an instinct, similar to eating when hungry and sleeping when tired.

The boy began to adjust his breathing rate, preparing to let it enter his flesh and blood.

Xu Yijin should have used the secret book of red broken porcelain in a targeted manner, or her family's martial arts skills are highly compatible with this red broken porcelain.

However, Li Zhuiyuan did not find these things on Xu Yijin's body.

This is normal. Who would carry the martial arts they have practiced with them when they go out?
If you really do this, it's like you know you are going to die when you go out, so you bring it with you on purpose so that it will be easy for someone to take it away after you die.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan could only adopt the simplest and most brutal way to create his own.

Spread the palm of your right hand and place it on the broken red porcelain.

The porcelain piece immediately stuck to the palm of my hand, followed by a sharp pain, as if it was drilling into my flesh.

The pain did not change Li Zhuiyuan's expression much. The boy just stared at the wound on his palm. If there was a scar left when he returned, he would have to explain to A'li that this was not a mark caused by self-harm.

After the porcelain piece was completely immersed in his palm, a violent emotion began to attack him.

Along with this impact, there was also the madness of the broken porcelain trying to drill into the main body of his body.

I don't know whether its target is my heart or my head.

But because Li Zhuiyuan had set up an obstacle in advance, it couldn't even break through its wrist.

As for the violent emotional impact, Li Zhuiyuan was not crazy. Instead, he felt as if a light rain suddenly fell in the dry desert. Although it could not retain moisture, at least at the moment, he felt a little enjoyable.

Controlling the host is also its instinct.

However, Li Zhuiyuan does not reject this kind of directness, unlike the "Evil Book" which is so mean and sinister.

The broken porcelain was tired of tossing around, and it began to prepare to absorb the blood and energy from Li Zhuiyuan's body.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes darkened slightly. "You've done your best, now it's my turn."

The boy began to draw a seal on his palm. When the last finger fell, the broken porcelain became quiet. Although it was still in the boy's body, it could not actively absorb blood.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to try to transport some of his blood and energy inside to break through the seal.

Suddenly, the broken porcelain came alive again.

Li Zhuiyuan started to go negative.

He saw a red halo in the palm of his hand.

The porcelain pieces are broken, and the halo also has a mottled feel.

Li Zhuiyuan used his other hand to grab the blush.

In an instant, a feeling of dizziness came over the boy, and he felt that he was constantly tumbling and falling, with the picture flickering at a very fast frequency.

Then, it ended.

Li Zhuiyuan ended his Yin state and supported his forehead with his left hand. He felt dizzy, nauseous and wanted to vomit, like a severe motion sickness patient who had just experienced a long car journey.

He knew that this was actually very dangerous, because if a normal person experienced that kind of perspective, their consciousness would immediately fall into a state of fainting.

Not only did the boy not know how to do it, but after he had adjusted himself, he retrieved the images that had been constantly turning over in his mind and pieced them together.

Soon, the picture appeared. In order to facilitate reading, Li Zhuiyuan began to re-plan, fill in the blind spots of vision, and remove himself from the first-person perspective.

A new picture appeared again.

In the picture, I am a piece of peeling porcelain fragment, falling, floating, and entering the water.

No, it's not water. Judging from the thick liquid splashing after it fell into the water, it should be blood. It is a river of blood.

There is a raised altar on the River of Blood, on which kneels a naked woman with her long hair covering her torso, holding a vase above her head.

All around, there were densely packed people standing high up. Their faces were unclear, but their gazes were real; it was a collective hatred.

And this piece of broken porcelain was peeled off from the vase in the woman's hand at this moment.

It seemed that she did it on purpose, because at the moment the broken porcelain fell into the water, the woman's eyes seemed to glance here for a moment.

There was no emotion in his cold eyes.

She had clearly become a sacrifice in some kind of punishment, but she seemed to be performing her final "release".

The porcelain piece has no self-awareness, but this is a memory engraved in its body.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the teacup on the table and took several sips.

Influenced by the nature of Li Lan's work since childhood, he has a relatively broad understanding of ancient artifacts, but there was really no useful information in the previous pictures.

The woman was naked, the people around her and above her were not clear, and even the vase was a blurry red, so there was no way to get any relevant information such as the age.

Evil things are feared and despised by people, so the people who create evil things are naturally not much better.

Li Zhuiyuan believes that the person who created the "Evil Book" is definitely not a good person, or in other words, the person who wrote the "Evil Book" may be in the "Evil Book".

The strangeness of this piece of broken porcelain, which seems to have been derived from the vase, actually comes from the woman who is about to be tortured to death.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. It was not worth wasting time on something that was not tangible and could not be verified for the time being.

My focus should still be on the practicality of this piece of broken porcelain.

Try to regard the broken porcelain in your palm as part of your body, continue to peel off a corner of the seal, and infuse your own blood and energy into it.

"Buzz!"

A ceramic dagger slowly emerged from Li Zhuiyuan's palm.

But less than half of it had appeared when Li Zhuiyuan began to feel anxious and short of breath, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

Li Zhuiyuan hurriedly stopped. In an instant, the half of the dagger in his palm solidified, then turned into dust like dry soil and floated away.

"This shouldn't be..."

When Xu Yijin was fighting, the ceramic would "rustle" out, and could be used to make ceramic dolls, and could also be used for defense.

How come when it comes to me, I can’t even hold up with just this small half of a dagger?

Li Zhuiyuan spread his right hand in front of himself and stared at it carefully, while the scene of Xu Yijin using this ability kept appearing in his mind.

Soon, he had some ideas.

First, unlike himself, Xu Yijin's worship and use of it were cautious and suppressive.

Because Xu Yijin was not as sick as herself, she could fully endure the violence brought about by the broken porcelain.

Therefore, I can stimulate the ability of broken porcelain in a more comprehensive way, and the porcelain objects produced by the catalysis will be made of more solid materials.

But the problem is that this material is his own blood.

When fighting, you have to consider the cost-effectiveness, even if you are exchanging injuries. You can't just get a dagger just to stab someone, then lose too much blood and pass out before you can stab anyone.

Furthermore, when he had just imagined the shape of the dagger, it was too detailed. This was his instinct. He was thoughtful and had a good memory, but he could not use it in this aspect.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his right hand, intending to try again, and repeatedly reminded himself in his heart: doing things perfunctorily and cutting corners.

The next moment, a long strip condensed out from the palm of his hand. It had a smooth surface, like ceramic, but was actually hollow inside, with only this layer of surface light.

As soon as the young man waved his hand, it dried up and disappeared immediately.

The consumption this time is much less than last time. I estimate it is just enough to wipe the nosebleed.

But how can this kind of quality be used to defend against enemies?

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and waved his palm again. The long strip with ceramic color appeared again. This time it was longer and even formed curves in front of the boy, like a dancing ribbon.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it on his head.

"Crash..." Everything shattered and dissipated into the air.

This thing can't even withstand a fatal blow from a pillow.

No, that's not the case. I was wrong in direction.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down beside the bed and recalled Xu Yijin's fighting style again. After thinking for a while, he opened the bedside table, which contained a ceramic bracelet.

Xu Yijin once controlled a mannequin to come to her room and talk to her.

After the conversation was over, the puppet disintegrated on its own and was deliberately crushed by his own feet, making a loud noise. Moreover, the ceramic bracelet has been preserved to this day and has not dissipated.

Then I recalled the extremely heavy suitcase that Xu Yijin carried when she first checked into this homestay.

Li Zhuiyuan understood.

"Ah……"

Sure enough, there is no way in this world that there can be such a strange and magical technique, and it uses one's own blood and energy as raw materials, how could it possibly withstand such a test.

The puppets and ceramic dolls made by Xu Yijin were originally her own.

What was in her suitcase should be the raw materials she had prepared in advance.

The puppet that came in to communicate with him was empty inside, where a formation should have been set up.

Therefore, puppets require real special ceramic raw materials, and Xu Yijin only uses the power of broken porcelain to control its details.

This also explains why there is a distance limit when using Xu Yijin's ceramic doll.

When they fought that night, she was the one who went to the fields and then lowered the ceramic dolls underground to set up the formation.

Logically, she could have secretly sent her puppet to do these things while she was in the B&B.

As for the ceramics she used in the fight, they were indeed stimulated by her at the cost of her own blood and energy. They were almost exactly the same as the ones she had made before, except...

Li Zhuiyuan swung his hand and a colorful ribbon with a ceramic luster floated out.

The young man's eyes focused, and at that moment, he immediately incorporated his knowledge of the formation into it.

"Buzz!"

The originally thin and brittle ribbons suddenly condensed and became extremely hard in a short period of time, but this was not due to its own material, but the effect of the formation.

At the beginning, Xu Yijin even used it to set up seven layers of defense to block Guo Runsheng's attack.

The boy picked up the wrench, picked up a bottle of soda on the table, opened it, inserted the straw, put it into his mouth, and began to drink the drink.

He got the drinks from Fat Jin's counter, and Tan Wenbin recorded the money and put it in the drawer.

Fat Brother Jin took his parents to the hospital to visit his future father-in-law. He has been gone for a few days and has not returned yet.

"Ugh……"

After finishing half the bottle, the boy sighed.

It is a mysterious thing. It is only interesting when you see the flower in a dream. But when you really peel it clean, it becomes boring.

It's not like he doesn't know how to use blood as a carrier to condense the effect of the formation.

Back then, at the bottom of the old changeling's lake, facing the attack of his "eight-year-old self", he used the blood-transforming formation to defend himself.

The role of this broken porcelain piece is similar to that of a catalyst. It does not participate in the reaction, but only increases the reaction rate.

Admittedly, with it, he could indeed improve the efficiency of using his own blood to cast spells and set up formations...but as long as conditions permitted, he would not be so cruel to himself and squeeze his own blood for nothing.

As for the ceramic puppet, it is indeed useful.

But firstly, I have to go back to my hometown and build a kiln to study how to fire this special ceramic, and then I have to carve the array patterns in advance after firing it.

Secondly, every time I go out, I will need a companion to help me carry a large suitcase of special ceramics. It is very heavy and I have to carry it wherever I go.

The function of the ceramic puppet is equivalent to giving yourself an extra clone.

But the problem is, I have companions... What are the things that puppets can do but my companions can't?
Xu Yijin relied on the broken porcelain pieces to quickly set up the formation and cast spells, barely reaching his own level.

With the help of ceramic puppets, she had more manpower, but she was a lone ranger and did not have her own team.

Xu Yijin's strength lies in her personal strength. The broken porcelain pieces have brought her a significant boost, but it is not the main reason.

To sum up, this piece of broken porcelain is indeed magical, and its origin is mysterious, but it is currently of little use to me.

The boy was somewhat bored.

In other words, Xu Yijin died and turned into something in the field outside. If she could see with her own eyes how the young man could reproduce her secret skill with just this simple attempt, she would definitely be stunned.

Li Zhuiyuan placed his left fingers on his right wrist, preparing to force out the broken porcelain pieces.

Leaving it in my hand, it seems to have no significant effect other than being annoying.

But the boy's movements soon stopped.

I had only restored Xu Yijin's understanding and operations before, so could I make new developments on this basis?

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the room and Tan Wenbin was still sitting there calculating the coordinates.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, our non-staff team can really run fast."

"Maybe someone else has already been replaced."

"Oh no..." Tan Wenbin licked his lips. "Although this is possible, I still don't want Zhao Yi to die like this. Maybe I can still count on him to deliver supplies in the future."

Tan Wenbin has a very good impression of Zhao Yi. A gentleman judges by his deeds, not his heart.

"Brother Binbin, please cooperate with me."

"Okay." Tan Wenbin stood up.

"Stand further away. I'll stand on this side and you stand on that side."

"Okay." The yard of the homestay was very spacious, and the two of them stood at each end.

Runsheng, who was eating, moved the washbasin to the corner and sat down with Yin Meng, who was playing with insects.

"Brother Binbin, call those two out."

"Yes."

Tan Wenbin patted himself on the shoulder.

It cannot be seen in reality, but if you take a shady look, you can see two kids sitting on Tan Wenbin's shoulders and swinging their legs. The two children are very happy.

Li Zhuiyuan pinched his palms and with the power of the broken porcelain pieces, thin blood mists formed in front of him.

{Twelve Decrees of Fengdu—All Ghosts Are Silenced}
The magic spell was fired.

The two dolls on Tan Wenbin's shoulders immediately showed fear in their eyes, and then their eyes, ears, mouths and noses all became gray, and they lost all perception of the outside world.

"Forehead……"

Mother and son are connected.

Tan Wenbin could sense the panic in the two children's hearts, but he knew that Brother Xiaoyuan was just doing an experiment and would not hurt them.

This is indeed the case. The main reason is that it is not convenient to go out now and there is no way to catch wandering ghosts. Only Tan Wenbin has two.

Li Zhuiyuan withdrew his magic, and the two children recovered. They turned their heads to look at Tan Wenbin, hugged Tan Wenbin's neck and burst into tears.

They were already extremely afraid of the older brother, and now they were even more afraid.

Tan Wenbin comforted them with a helpless smile.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded silently. As expected, his mind was opened up and new effects appeared. Relying on the broken porcelain pieces, the range of his spells was greatly increased.

On the terrace, Lin Shuyou also curiously leaned on the railing and looked down.

His injuries had not healed yet, but his vertical pupils could open a little, so he saw the previous process.

In the past, those wandering ghosts couldn’t get close to Brother Xiaoyuan, but now they can’t even get close enough.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and looked at Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou raised his hand: "Brother Xiaoyuan."

Li Zhuiyuan took out two Qingxin talismans and placed them on the palm of his right hand. A faint blood mist wrapped the talisman paper.

The young man pointed his left finger at the talisman paper and shouted softly:
"go with!"

"Buzz!"

The two talismans were activated back and forth and flew towards the roof.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

One post shows Lin Shuyou’s forehead, and the other shows Lin Shuyou’s chest.

Lin Shuyou: “…”

Fortunately, it was a mind-clearing talisman. If it was a demon-breaking talisman, based on his previous state of secretly opening his vertical pupils to watch the show, he would have been afraid that his body would explode again.

Li Zhuiyuan had a crossbow in his backpack, but he no longer had to carry it with him.

The boy often saw A'li drawing talismans. Sometimes, in order to make it easier to clean up, after drawing a talisman, A'li would wave his left hand and the talisman would fly up by itself and stick to the wall. When he had finished drawing all the talismans, he would point his hand back and the talismans would fall back to their original positions, stacked up very neatly.

Li Zhuiyuan had a congenital deficiency in the art of talismans, but now he had achieved the same effect using this tricky method.

Lin Shuyou tore off the talisman paper on his body and laughed “hehehe”.

From now on, after I enter a state of possession, I won’t have to pause and withdraw to give myself an injection. I can continue fighting and let Brother Xiaoyuan give me an injection at the critical moment.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and saw the coverage area of ​​his formation above him.

He raised his right hand and began to wave it.

Blood mist floated in his palm, and the weather changed accordingly. His guidance and control of the Feng Shui pattern improved greatly.

Not at the level of understanding, but purely technical.

He then spread out his right hand, and a blood mist condensed from his palm into an extremely simple ceramic formation flag. His mind moved as he wished, and the formation was mobilized.

You know, the real battle flag was still in his pocket and had not been taken out, but it had already achieved the same effect.

Although it lasts for a short time, its control over the formation is actually an instantaneous command.

"Ah……"

Good stuff indeed.

It can enhance Xu Yijin's ability, and it can also enhance myself. If we put aside the aspect of martial arts skills, the enhancement to myself is obviously greater.

It seems that I can allow it to remain in my hand.

But in the future, I have to pay attention to eating more foods that replenish qi and nourish blood.

Li Zhuiyuan went back to his room to bandage the wound on his right hand.

After Tan Wenbin comforted the two children, he walked back to the stone table and sat down.

Yin Meng flicked the poisonous insect away with a "pop" sound, then raised a finger, and the poisonous insect flew back quickly and landed steadily on the fingertips.

"How come this bug can't grow bigger?"

Tan Wenbin smiled and said, "Why, how big do you expect it to grow?"

Yin Meng said helplessly: "It's too small, and the poison is not enough to bite people."

An ordinary person can be killed with one bite, but it is not a big threat to those who are not ordinary people.

Runsheng: “You have to eat.”

Yin Meng: "I fed them with the rations left by the Corpse Gu Sect."

Runsheng: "You have to eat fresh ones of the same kind."

As he said these words, Runsheng took another bite of the delicious food and then ate the noodles in big mouthfuls.

Yin Meng: "It's not easy to find them. There are many types of Gu insects. We can study how to produce seeds."

Hearing this, Runsheng suddenly felt that the noodles in the bowl were not as fragrant.

Tan Wenbin's hand also shook, causing the compass data to be distorted.

"Mengmeng," Tan Wenbin turned around and reminded her seriously, "If you want to study this, I'll find a quiet place for you when we get back to the village. Don't study it alone when you get home."

If you find a fly in your meal, you can just consider it as protein supplement, but if you find a poisonous insect in your meal, you won't have your next meal.

Yin Meng smiled and said, "Of course I'm not stupid. By the way, why hasn't Fatty Jin come back yet?"

Tan Wenbin shrugged: "The phone line was disconnected after that night, and it's not convenient for us to go out now, but I think he will come back when he is supposed to."

into the night.

The B&B was extremely quiet because there were only Li Zhuiyuan and his group there.

Although there is a formation for protection, there are still people on guard every night, and the one on guard now is Lin Shuyou.

In fact, some people do take books with them.

Lin Shuyou brought it.

However, what he brought was not a book on martial arts, but a textbook.

Although Xue Liangliang can issue certificates continuously and they don't have to worry about exams, they still have to go to the construction site or attend meetings in the future.

It's impossible for your boss to ask you to analyze a drawing and calculate some data, and then you say: Don't worry, I'll show you a spirit world.

The main thing is that Xiaoyuan had already learned these things a long time ago. Brother Bin used to sleep during the day at school and secretly study hard at night.

This put Lin Shuyou under a lot of pressure.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lin Shuyou realized something was wrong. His eyelids began to twitch and then his vertical pupils opened.

He walked to the terrace and looked towards the field where he fought with Xu Yijin that night. There was a strange movement there.

Could it be a zombie?

No, that shouldn't be the case. Those five corpses were all turned into water by Brother Bin. How could they possibly turn into zombies?

Lin Shuyou's pupils condensed, and he saw several illusory figures appear above the place where the bodies were originally buried.

"What is this?"

When Lin Shuyou was curious, he noticed some movement behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Brother Xiaoyuan coming up.

But at this time, Brother Xiaoyuan's body was translucent, and he was obviously in a Yin state. He must have also felt that breath and came up to check.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, that is..."

"I don't know." Li Zhuiyuan was also looking there.

There were several phantom figures, which didn't look like ghosts, but were definitely not living people.

If it were usual, he wouldn't mind running over to check it out, but now, he wouldn't leave until his companions had recovered from their injuries.

"What are you looking at?"

Tan Wenbin also came up, also doing the Yin-yang trick, he was holding two dolls in his hands.

The basic level of walking in the Yin is to see scenes that cannot be seen in reality. A more advanced level is to be able to leave the body. But generally speaking, the time of leaving the body cannot be too long, and the distance cannot be too far.

The "out-of-body experience" mentioned in many strange stories is actually another description of walking in the underworld.

Tan Wenbin was still lying on the bed downstairs, and it was only with the help of his two children that he was able to go up to the terrace to join the party.

Of course, only he dared to trust him so much. After all, his current situation was actually what the old people said: being possessed by a ghost.

When the two children saw Li Zhuiyuan, they began to tremble, and even Tan Wenbin started to tremble.

Tan Wenbin, who was lying on the bed downstairs, began to twitch and foam at the mouth.

"Don't shake, don't shake, I'm about to fall apart..."

Tan Wenbin could only speak to comfort her.

"Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo!"

There were dull footsteps at the stairs. It was Yin Meng coming up.

In the entire team, Runsheng is the only one who cannot go undercover. Now, he is still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly and snoring.

However, when Xu Yijin killed the four people on the second floor that night, Runsheng was also awakened.

But it was not because he sensed some kind of warning, but because he smelled an intoxicating aroma when the corpse gas briefly burst out.

When the broken jade in Xiaoyuan's hand exploded, he swallowed his saliva more than once with a pale face on the terrace. The smell was so fragrant.

Yin Meng finally stepped one foot onto the rooftop, but then she couldn't hold on any longer and her figure quickly retreated backwards.

This has reached its limit and it can no longer sustain the negative state.

On the bed in the room on the ground floor, Yin Meng opened her eyes, sat up, first retching continuously, then covering her hot face with her hands.

It feels like trying hard to squeeze in, just to make a fool of yourself.

However, the people on the rooftop did not pay too much attention to this detail, because everyone saw that the place where the shadows were suddenly exploded.

It was like something was rushing over and punching hard.

Lin Shuyou: "Fist force, such a heavy fist force."

However, those shadows only distorted but did not disintegrate.

As if they had finished what they wanted to do, they turned and left, and after walking a long way, they gradually disappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan paid more attention to the person who had taken action earlier.

He had known for a long time that there were still people hiding outside the B&B after that night, and just now, it was confirmed.

Tan Wenbin asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It may be related to the opening of the banquet."

Tan Wenbin: “Hmm?”

When in the Yin state, Tan Wenbin felt that his brain was thinking a little slowly. If he used his brain a little more, he would feel a headache and a tearing sensation.

Li Zhuiyuan: "The three pieces of jade look like invitations, but I suspect that the killings caused by them were not just for the sake of the tickets. They were probably the preparations for the banquet."

The feast can only begin after enough people have died. The place where those indestructible shadows had previously stood was where Xu Yijin and the other five people died and were buried.

The whole family ascended to become immortals.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't believe this. He believed that it would never succeed. But just like Baijia Town, even if it dreamed of ascending to heaven, it still did not change the fact that it was the most unstable link in Nantong.

Perhaps, there is a group of crazy people hiding here, dreaming beautiful dreams that are doomed to fail, but can also attract the attention of heaven.

They even go so far as to use the power of the river to push the event forward, which is truly adding fuel to the fire.

Heaven is really capable of doing such a thing.

So, never try to talk about feelings with the way of heaven.

"Okay, go back to bed."

The next morning.

Li Zhuiyuan woke up early.

There were two strangers who just stood at the door and the formation reacted automatically, which made the young man feel something.

Li Zhuiyuan suspected that it must be the group of people who had been hiding nearby in the past few days.

He first notified his companions and asked them to stay alert, but Li Zhuiyuan did not ask them to accompany him to the door.

He didn't want outsiders to see the current strength of his team. After all, not everyone was as suspicious as Zhao Yi. Who knows, the person who came today might be some young man with no sense of responsibility.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the door of the front room but did not step out of the line between the floor tiles.

There were two people at the door, a tall and thin man carrying a young girl on his back.

The girl looked about the same age as herself.

It’s rare to see people of your own age while walking along the river.

But perhaps the only similarity is their age. The girl has a chubby and tiger-like feeling, and can be considered a fat granddaughter that her grandparents like very much.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan examined her using physiognomy, his first impression was not her facial features, but rather his amazement at her terrifying bone and muscle density.

Is this still a human being?
The person carrying the girl on his back was a tall and thin man. He lowered his head, but one could still see his thick beard.

He was wearing black gloves and cloth shoes, but the fingers of his hands were bent inward and the front ends of his shoes were raised, as if to make it easier to grip the ground.

When the girl saw Li Zhuiyuan, she laughed like a barbell:

"Hahaha, you look so young, is this your real age?"

Obviously, the girl, like Li Zhuiyuan, was also surprised and curious to see people of the same age walking on the river.

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Come in and have some tea."

The girl shook her head: "Your formation is very powerful. Besides, you are more than one person. It's a bit risky to go in and fight."

As she spoke, the girl patted the head of the person under her and asked, "Right, Yuan?"

The tall and thin man called Yuan nodded.

Li Zhuiyuan: "What's the meaning of that friend being here?"

Girl: "Hey, aren't you curious about my name? Do you know how difficult it is to meet a friend of the same age when walking on the river?"

Going down the river?

The girl's speaking habits revealed her family background.

Sometimes Zhao Yi was embarrassed to say openly that he was in Zuojiang, because his family had only produced one Dragon King in history. Strictly speaking, Jiujiang Zhao did not belong to the recognized Dragon King family.

Girl: "My last name is Yu, and my name is Yu Miaomiao. What about you?"

The surname Yu is the family of the Dragon King.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the Yu family, whose ancestral home was in Luoyang, was a family of the Dragon Kings that could stand alongside the Qin and Liu families in history.

In the last ghost dream incident, the King of Fengdu poured out his wrath, and it was the letter delivered by the Yu family to Grandma Liu that indicated that the aura came from the southwest direction of Fengdu.

However, something happened to the Yu family seventy years ago, which led to their closure for sixty years. It was only nearly ten years ago that news of their members returning to the world began to circulate.

The Yu family is good at raising beasts and monsters, so is the man under this girl still a human?
"My last name is Li Zhuiyuan."

Since the other party didn't greet him, he didn't return the greeting.

"Li Zhuiyuan, Zhuiyuan, what a nice name. Your family is more cultured than mine. My family calls me like a cat demon, meowing all the time."

Li Zhuiyuan really wanted to know what the other party's intentions were.

Zhao Yi was only a half-baked member of the Dragon King family, but the one in front of him was the first real descendant of the Dragon King family he had met since he came to the Yangtze River.

The most important thing is that although she is not very old, it is impossible for her to be swept away by the river like herself. She is young and crossing the river should be a proactive move after being well prepared.

Li Zhuiyuan: "What are you doing here with me?"

Yu Miaomiao: "Waiting for someone."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"When the group that 'snatched' the broken jade from you is forced to flee and can no longer escape, they return to ask for your protection and then I will..."

Yu Miaomiao raised her head with difficulty, revealing a little bit of her precious neck, and put her hands in front of her and made a cutting motion:

"...Kill him and take the jade, hehe."

(End of this chapter)