Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 204

The pressure of the tower begins the moment you step over the threshold.

Different from the "urging" felt last time when I held the invitation and followed the traditional process, this time it was a double torture for both body and soul.

Li Zhuiyuan felt pain, but when he thought that he still had to climb the stairs and that this rejection would last for a long time, the pain subsided a lot.

We have to adapt anyway, so why not shorten the adaptation process?

After all, for Li Zhuiyuan, the most difficult thing for him to accept was having his skin torn off. As for the others, it was difficult to reach this threshold.

The first floor was still the same first floor, and the stories on the murals continued to be presented, from the death of the goddess, the establishment of the academy, to the collective ascension. Li Zhuiyuan scanned them all again before stepping onto the stairs.

My eyes lingered for a while on one of the murals, which showed a picture of a "man of destiny" and a person in a tower superimposed on each other, striking an ascension bell.

Li Zhuiyuan went up to the second floor.

The dead who were originally sitting quietly in front of the table were now all shaking their bodies from side to side.

As he passed through them, Li Zhuiyuan noticed the resentment brewing between their brows.

Even in the highest tower that was most suppressed by the rules, resentment began to grow. The huge number of black shadows in the jade in the first two levels would only make the situation worse.

Even though Li Zhuiyuan had predicted this in advance and re-examined this secret place and this tower from a new perspective, he still couldn't avoid the emotion of seeing it up close.

The real purpose of this wave gradually emerged in the boy's mind, along with the truth about this tower.

……

Tan Wenbin took a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

Zhao Yi reached out, took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Tan Wenbin was not annoyed by this. He took out another cigarette from the cigarette box and put it in his mouth. He lit Zhao Yi's cigarette with a waterproof lighter and said with a smile:
"Are you sure you still have the strength to blow out the smoke rings now?"

"You're underestimating me, aren't you? Who said that the smoke must be exhaled from the mouth?"

Zhao Yi took a deep breath of the cigarette, swallowed it, and then smoke rings came out from the small broken heart in his chest.

"Hahaha!"

Tan Wenbin laughed out loud.

He started learning to smoke in high school. Students at that time thought smoking was a very cool thing, so they invented various strange ways of blowing smoke rings. However, Zhao Yi's way was the best because it was impossible to imitate.

Zhao Yi pointed to the tower door on the ground floor with the hand holding the cigarette, which was the place where Li Zhuiyuan had entered and disappeared before:

"He told me he had no relatives here, but look, these relatives blatantly gave him a backdoor!"

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan just shook the book in his hand..."

Zhao Yi shook his head. "It's nothing more than a covert form of procedural justice used by people with connections. They were so perfunctory that they directly issued a blank document without even bothering to print a single word."

Young Master Zhao was of course well aware that Li Zhuiyuan was able to get in thanks to the wordless book, but what he needed now was not the truth but to vent his jealousy.

Tan Wenbin smoked silently and did not try to explain, because the person who slandered you knows better than you that you are being slandered.

Although he felt jealous, Zhao Yi still did not forget to observe the battle situation in front of him.

The fact that Mr. Li entered the tower would inevitably lead to a chain reaction in the battle ahead.

If nothing unexpected happens, at least my wish to command this team in a game can be realized, which is a small consolation.

If Mr. Li had really agreed to cooperate with the two, then my command of the team from beginning to end would be condensed into just one sentence: "Everyone pay attention and follow my command."

Zhen Shaoan and Xu Zhenrong looked at each other continuously, and they knew each other's calculations clearly.

They are very realistic people who know when to fight among themselves and when to unite against the outside world.

There were two of them. They had previously joined forces to deal with Yu Miaomiao without dividing their forces because neither of them wanted to let the other eat alone.

Now, the one who was eating alone has already gone in, and there is no point for the two of them to continue to be on guard against each other.

Zhen Shaoan set up a formation in front of him, and Xu Zhenrong placed the puppets on both sides of his body.

After doing all this, the two turned around and retreated as if they were running a race.

Even if they have mastered some of the authority over the rules, it will take time to melt the jade barrier, and Yu Miaomiao will not allow it. However, the hole that Yu Zangsheng opened when he came down earlier is still there, leading to the upper level, and there is also a tower door to enter.

The two had previously tried to take a detour, but were stopped by Yu Miaomiao at a faster speed. This time, they decided to act separately.

Xu Zhenrong originally thought that his speed would be faster than Zhen Shaoan, but the fact is that the magical qualities of the formation master are always unpredictable.

Zhen Shaoan arrived at the cave entrance first and looked up.

Seeing this, Xu Zhenrong did not follow them like last time, but stayed below.

Next, it will be up to Yu Miaomiao to choose one of the two options. This time, the chosen one will not deliberately let the game go, but will delay and provide cover.

In this way, each of them has a 50% chance of entering the tower. If they continue to delay, the one who enters first may eat up everything, and only zero will be left for both of them.

Yu Miaomiao chose to move forward and pursue Zhen Shaoan.

Zhen Shaoan sighed, feeling bitter inside, but he could only set up a formation to block Yu Miaomiao.

This is not because he is willing to admit defeat, but if he breaks the agreement, there will be no tacit understanding between them. On the contrary, if he can delay until Xu Zhenrong enters the tower, Yu Miaomiao will most likely turn around and chase into the tower, so that he can still have a chance to enter the tower.

Xu Zhenrong breathed a sigh of relief and ran straight to the gate of this floor of the tower without hesitation.

Even if the boy went in, she was sure that he would not have an easy time in the tower. He might still be crawling painfully on one floor. She, who had the authority, could easily catch up with him.

However, some things could never go as she wished.

Just as she rushed to the tower gate, a figure fell down and blocked the door again.

But this time the person responsible for the interception was not Yu Miaomiao, but Runsheng who was holding the Yellow River shovel.

As Runsheng's air valves continued to open, waves of air surged around his body, creating a powerful aura.

The destroyed face under Xu Zhenrong's mask was a tangle of blood and flesh.

The fact that he could rush here from the corner so quickly and successfully intercept me means that the other party had already been in position when I and Zhen Shaoan had just decided on the plan and were retreating.

In fact, it might even be earlier. When the young man just entered the tower gate, the other party had already made an interception plan.

Xu Zhenrong controlled his masked puppet to attack Runsheng. Runsheng swung the Yellow River shovel, leaving an afterimage, killing one masked man with each shovel.

The puppet created out of thin air without the help of corpse materials could not withstand Run Sheng's attack.

Of course, this is not all of Xu Zhenrong's current strength. The strength of the means she displays now is much weaker than when she teamed up with Zhen Shaoan to deal with Yu Miaomiao.

Because there were other people who were just standing in the distance. Although they had not taken action yet, they were already prepared to take action.

Sometimes, not taking action is the best way to restrain someone.

The teacher who was injured and left the classroom was still scary, but not as scary.

Zhao Yi leaned against Lin Shuyou, resting his head on his shoulder.

The cigarette butt in his mouth flickered, and smoke rings kept coming out of his heart.

Xu Zhenrong: "Zhao family boy, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yi: "I don't want to do this either, but their boss has gone in. I can't block the door now even if I don't want to."

Xu Zhenrong: "Do you think you can stop me?"

Zhao Yi: "It doesn't matter whether I can stop you or not, I just want to drag you down with me. I'm really not trying to scare you. These guys are really willing to die for the opportunity of their boss."

When saying this, Zhao Yi was feeling extremely envious in his heart. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Yin Meng who was standing diagonally in front of him.

Yin Meng was holding a string of poison jars in his hand, most of which were empty jars for bluffing.

Because since she came to Lijiang, her stored toxins have been consumed and she has not found an opportunity to replenish them.

However, Xu Zhenrong didn't know about this. She only knew that the girl's poison was so complicated that even she couldn't deduce it.

Therefore, among all these people, the one she feared the most was this girl, because the weapon in her hand could really poison and melt her current self.

But she was unwilling to give up such a good opportunity. She spread out her arms, her palms sunken, pus flowing down, and two puppets, one red and one black, appeared on both sides of her body.

Zhao Yi shouted, "Be careful, she's serious!"

Close combat practitioners are very practical. Injuries and exhaustion will be directly reflected in their combat power. As for those who follow other paths, even if they are injured, they can still squeeze out some energy and regain their powerful combat power.

The boy surnamed Li is a typical example.

After the two puppets appeared, the red one rushed towards Runsheng.

Runsheng hit it again with the Yellow River shovel and smashed its head with one shovel. It was so easy that Runsheng was a little surprised. He subconsciously thought that the puppet that was made with such great effort would not be so fragile.

This was indeed the case. The smashed puppet did not disappear, but turned into a rice cake-like existence, stuck to the Yellow River shovel, and quickly jumped up along the shovel and attached itself to Runsheng's hand.

This thing doesn't have much killing power. Its only function is to stick to people and it also has a powerful force.

Runsheng pulled it hard, tearing it apart, and it continued to re-condense.

Zhao Yi's chest suddenly twitched, and finally a trickle of thick black blood flowed out, like phlegm coughed up after smoking a cigarette.

He pushed away Lin Shuyou who was supporting him, greeted Tan Wenbin, and finally waved to Yin Meng.

This woman was good at deduction and she discovered Runsheng's weakness at once.

Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou attacked Xu Zhenrong from the left and right.

Both of them made gestures of risking their lives, one was about to activate the ghost-controlling technique while the other was about to open his vertical pupil.

Putting aside other things, at least the momentum and style have been raised.

Xu Zhenrong did not stay there to fight with the two men. The black puppet beside her crashed into her, swallowed her, and then pounced towards Runsheng at an extremely fast speed.

Before Runsheng could clean the red rice cake off his body, a bunch of black rice cakes were added. As he kept pulling, the clumps of rice cakes spread along his body and to his back.

A hand reached out and began to operate the authority to enter the tower. Zhao Yi: "Runsheng, run here!"

Runsheng rushed out and left the tower gate.

He intended to take the rice cake off his body, but the rice cake that was originally stuck to his body quickly fell off at this moment.

But just as Xu Zhenrong's body was about to come out of the rice cake and his access to the tower gate was about to be unlocked, he heard the Zhao family kid behind him shout:
"Runsheng, haven't you eaten enough?"

Immediately, a powerful suction force came, and Xu Zhenrong was only a few breaths away from entering the tower gate, but was forcibly pulled back.

When I looked back, I found that Runsheng was stuffing the remaining rice cake on his body into his mouth and swallowing it hard.

Xu Zhenrong didn't expect that there was such a way to break his puppet binding technique.

Her eyes fell viciously on Zhao Yi who was standing there.

Zhao Yi smiled slightly, his body still shaking slightly, thinking that next time before going out to walk on the river, he would have to order a walking stick first, and also make one for Old Tiantou.

The red and black rice cakes completely fell off Runsheng's body and gathered into a ball again, from which Xu Zhenrong walked out.

She found that Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou, who had been very imposing before, were still just imposing.

Xu Zhenrong: "Bluff!"

Zhao Yi: "Same here."

A life-and-death battle and a defensive battle have different ways of fighting. Zhao Yi is just helping the man surnamed Li to block the door. He does not have a life-and-death feud with Xu Zhenrong, so he can just take his time.

Xu Zhenrong smiled and quickly made hand seals and flipped them.

Zhao Yi was shocked: "How dare you!"

Xu Zhenrong: "I dare to do anything to get in!"

In the distance, black mist appeared on the body of the old Taoist priest who had been defeated by Yu Miaomiao's sword earlier.

This is standard Nuo opera puppetry, and she plans to use it as raw material to create a powerful puppet.

But this old Taoist priest has many strange things in himself, and he is controlled by the person on the top floor of the tower, who has turned him into a puppet. After he stood up, it is hard to say who is controlling him.

Xu Zhenrong really did as she said, she didn't care anymore.

The more time he was delayed outside, the more stairs the young man inside would have to climb.

It’s better to take a huge risk and create a big one first to completely disturb the water here!

However, just as the old Taoist's broken body was covered by the black air, Yin Meng's figure appeared beside him, holding a jar in his hand, pulling out the cork and pouring the liquid inside.

Tan Wenbin once highly praised the "toner" made by Yin Meng.

They say it's a great companion for disposing of evidence when traveling, and they never complain once they've used it.

This is also the toxin with the most stable quality control that Yin Meng currently possesses.

"Crash..."

After the corpse-dissolving water was poured down, it was like pouring water into a boiling oil pan. The black mist began to dissipate, the corpse began to twitch, and all kinds of colorful bubbles emerged.

Anyway, it is impossible to use this corpse material to make puppets.

Zhao Yi rubbed his face with his hands to wipe away the shock, and then pulled the corners of his mouth, putting on a gloating smile:

"When you teamed up with Zhen Shaoan to deal with Yu Miaomiao just now, I noticed that you were paying attention to this corpse several times."

He was just playing tricks, and apart from the guy named Li, Zhao Yi was not afraid of anyone else.

"Oh, by the way, don't you need raw materials? There are some nearby. Do you want to try again?"

There is another piece of material on the upper floor, which is the dismembered body of Yu Miaomiao.

The material value of the body parts is low, but they can be used as a makeshift. However, on that floor, Zhen Shaoan was fighting with Yu Miaomiao.

Xu Zhenrong knew that if he tried to refine Yu Miaomiao's original body, given the cat's vengeful temper, it would drop everything without hesitation and come down to fight him to the death.

Zhen Shaoan's voice came from above:
"Xu Zhenrong, I didn't break the contract, it's your turn!"

The skin under Xu Zhenrong's mask wrinkled even more tightly.

She no longer hesitated and pinched with both hands.

Upstairs, wisps of black mist began to appear on Yu Miaomiao's body.

"Yu Miaomiao", who was originally teasing and playing with Zhen Shaoan, seemed to have noticed something.

But before Yu Miaomiao could react, Zhao Yi also began to make hand seals, and the gap between the gate of life and death on his forehead moved rapidly.

He also learned a little bit of Nuo opera puppetry.

Sensing the interference from Zhao Yi, Xu Zhenrong said with disdain: "You have only learned the basics!"

Zhao Yi didn't care: "I'm just copying from the class. The guy who really learned it is not here."

After realizing that his magic had no effect, Zhao Yi immediately shouted, "Runsheng, interrupt her! Tan Wenbin, Lin Shuyou, stop her!"

Runsheng rushed towards Xu Zhenrong holding the Yellow River shovel, but the black and red puppet beside Xu Zhenrong attacked again and stuck to Runsheng again. Runsheng had no choice but to continue stuffing the rice cakes on his body into his mouth.

Tan Wenbin began to call on his godsons to take action. Two resentful babies appeared on Tan Wenbin's shoulders, raised their heads, and began to clap their hands and sing nursery rhymes.

A strong ghost energy rushed up and intercepted Xu Zhenrong's spell casting process.

Lin Shuyou got up from the spirit realm, and although his body was still weak, the White Crane Boy still descended gently and considerately.

And after it came, it took the initiative to urge: "Hurry up, insert the needle!"

This body is too weak to display the full potential of this boy.

Lin Shuyou did not interfere.

The boy immediately realized that the current situation was not a fight.

Soon, the boy raised the trident and turned around on the spot, walking in the rhythm of the parade. Waves of Yin spirit surged, disrupting the invisible magic.

Upstairs, above Yu Miaomiao's broken body, black gas appeared and disappeared, then appeared again and disappeared again.

Even if Xu Zhenrong did not hold back, he still failed to successfully molest Yu Miaomiao's body, let alone attract Yu Miaomiao's anger to create an opportunity for Zhen Shaoan.

Inside the tower.

Li Zhuiyuan climbed the stairs much faster than Xu Zhenrong had expected. After all, he was not a fool like Yu Miaomiao who could not bear pain.

The higher you go, the fewer people there are on each floor, but the shaking becomes stronger and stronger.

This is not surprising. The more powerful a being is in life, the stronger their resistance will be after the rules are weakened.

The young man came to the eleventh floor. Originally there were three big guys in charge of the eleventh floor, but now there is only one left.

The scholar with white hair and a youthful face was still lying on the couch, still reading in the same posture, but he was originally reading a book without words, but now he was reading a book without any words.

Now, a very realistic problem arises.

How do I get to the twelfth floor?
He had been here before, but there were no stairs going up on the eleventh floor.

Li Zhuiyuan did not have the authority that Yu Zangsheng and the other two had, and he only had an excuse to return the book.

After a careful observation, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that there were cracks in the bed, floor, walls, etc., and these cracks were constantly expanding.

The scholar did not shake his body like the people downstairs; instead, he shook the entire eleventh floor.

The young man raised his head and looked at the ceiling. The originally exquisitely carved wall was now cracked, and a faint but completely different aura from the eleven floors below was overflowing from it.

It seems that the passage to the top floor is here.

It's just that the damage is not strong enough and the cracks are not big enough. We need to make the shaking more violent.

Without the authorization key, you can only open the door by force.

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to the scholar and put the wordless book in his hand.

The young man pretended to stuff the wordless book back into the hands of the reader, but then stopped and took the book back in front of himself, flipping the pages casually with his fingertips, making a crisp sound.

“I thought it would be a very special book to be buried with you after death, but I didn’t expect it to be such a simple book.

I couldn't understand it when I was alive, but I have to pretend to continue to understand it after I die. How stupid must I be."

As soon as the words fell, the entire eleventh floor began to shake even more violently!

Li Zhuiyuan's body also swayed from side to side, and he had to hold on to the edge of the bed to barely maintain his balance.

Finally, there was a loud "bang" and a part of the ceiling collapsed.

The ladder leading to the twelfth floor fell down!
Li Zhuiyuan took the book, grabbed the handrail of the stairs, overcame the violent shaking, and walked up step by step.

When I turned back and looked down halfway, I found that the resentment and anger between the scholar's brows were so strong that it almost seemed to drip water.

Arriving at the top floor, it was like arriving at a new layout, and the strong shaking feeling below suddenly disappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan saw the majestic and ancient bell, which was covered with dense and obscure runes. It only needed the last stroke to be completed.

The boy also saw the faceless man lying under the big clock.

He looked like he was dead.

The young man, who already had a new guess about the purpose of the tower, looked at the faceless man and said something expressionlessly.

After these words were spoken, the faceless man who had been lying motionless on the ground suddenly began to twitch, as if he had been resurrected from anger.

Just because the boy said:
"You are pitiful."

(End of this chapter)