Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 211 (End of this volume)

At night, Lin Fuan held a candlestick and walked in the main hall of the temple, where statues of dignitaries and generals were displayed.

Every night before going to bed, the old man would check here to see if the altar was cleaned and whether the incense and candles in front of the statue were refilled.

When he reached the back door, Lin Fuan stopped.

The statue at the end of this row is the White Crane Boy.

Seven days ago, cracks appeared on the boy's statue.

At first, people in the temple thought that the boy statue was located near the back door and was most exposed to wind and sun.

But gradually, the cracks became more and more. The head, chest and even feet of the statue were all covered with dense cracks. The outer layer of paint also began to fall off on a large scale. Just after cleaning, a pile of cracks would accumulate under the feet of the statue after a while.

This degree of damage can no longer be explained by the location. All the statues in the temple were custom-made, set up and consecrated from the same batch. It is unlikely that this one alone would have such serious quality problems.

The temple invited a master statue maker to repair the statue. Before starting the repair, the master first held a bowl filled with water according to the procedure, then knocked a copper coin along the edge of the bowl, and finally threw it into the water, commonly known as opening the sound to identify the color.

There are three things they don't do in this line of work.

First, do not repair ownerless lewd temples, for fear of attracting evil spirits; second, do not repair temples with bad morals, for fear of aiding and abetting the tyrant; third, do not repair temples with damaged merits, for fear of themselves making up for the loss.

If the first one is not repaired, the local elder can lead the villagers to ask for repairs, then they can do it. If the second one is not repaired, as long as you pay a lot of money, they can turn a blind eye.

After all, if we don’t practice this or that, how will we make a living? Besides, there are so many temples in the world, and only a few of them are truly effective.

Therefore, identifying the color by sound is usually just a process, but this time, the copper coin cracked as soon as it touched the bottom of the bowl.

The statue master was so frightened that he ran away with his two apprentices without saying a word.

As a local, he knew that this official general's temple was efficacious, and the crack in the copper coin meant that the merits of the White Crane Boy were damaged. If he and his apprentice repaired it without authorization, he would be sacrificing their own lives to the boy.

Are the few pounds of meat they have enough to fill the teeth of Lord Yin Shen?
There is no other way, the statue of Lord Tongzi can only be left like this for now.

Lin Fuan looked at this and felt very uncomfortable. Although the boy's rank was not high in the sequence of officers and generals, compared with other Yin gods, the boy was hardworking and made great contributions.

At this time, Lin Fuan’s eldest disciple Chen Shoumen came over. He was Lin Shuyou’s master and also the temple master of this generation.

Chen Shoumen said to Lin Fuan, "Master, I have also inquired about other generals' temples. The boy statues they worship there are similar to ours, and they are all obviously damaged. One family hired a master to repair it, but right after the repair, the master had a heart attack. Fortunately, he was sent to the doctor in time and saved his life."

Lin Fuan nodded after hearing this.

The temples that Chen Shoumen could go to inquire all had mediums who could perform spirit mediums, and they were not the kind that simply performed. In such temples, the statues of the children were of course intact, after all, they could not hire any more children.

Lin Fuan: "Children, you still can't invite the boy?"

Chen Shoumen: "I tried with them today, but they all failed. I even tried to ask for help myself, but it didn't work either."

Because the White Crane Boy is the easiest to invite down, he is also the first Yin God that many young mediums come into contact with and try to invite, and he is also the busiest on weekdays.

When the boy no longer responded to the spirit medium, it had a great impact on the daily work of the entire official group.

Other ghost spirits are difficult to invite, and young mediums cannot do it. What was originally a simple matter now has to be asked by the older generation in the temple to invite other adults.

Chen Shoumen spoke again: "Master, could it be Ah You's..."

Lin Fuan's eyes widened, and Chen Shoumen stopped talking.

"You've lost your mind, and you dare to say anything!"

"Yes, yes, I neglected it."

In the entire temple, only the two of them who had been to Jinling knew that Lin Shuyou was worshipping the Dragon King's family. Even Lin Shuyou's parents didn't know about it.

It can be said that this is the biggest secret in the temple.

Moreover, as time goes by, this secret becomes heavier and even more terrifying.

Because the two of them had tried hard to inquire about the news in the martial arts world, but they had never heard of the descendants of the Qin and Liu families leaving the river.

Logically speaking, with that young man's identity, his travels across the country to become famous would have attracted great attention and sensation, so how could it be so quiet?

The quiet atmosphere made the master and disciple feel a chill on their backs, and they guarded the secret even more closely.

However, the last time Lin Shuyou went home to participate in the procession, he showed an extraordinary intimacy and interaction with the boy. Even the respected old medium could not achieve such a level of friendship with the Lord of the Yin God.

In fact, Lin Fuan was also wondering in his heart whether the boy had problems because of his grandson.

"Forget it, go and have a rest. Tomorrow, try to contact Ah You. Don't mention the temple, just ask him how he's been doing recently."

"Well, Master, you should also rest early."

The master and the disciple walked out of the main hall, closed the door, and went back to their room to prepare for bed.

Unexpectedly, just as he lay down, he saw fire coming from the main hall.

Some people in the temple thought there was a fire and started shouting.

Lin Fuan and Chen Shoumen immediately got up and ran over. Through the door, they saw lights flickering in the main hall, but they could not smell any smoke.

When I pushed the door open, I found that the light and fire were only at the end of the group of statues.

Lin Fuan and Chen Shoumen looked at each other, and the latter immediately signaled the core disciples in the temple to maintain order and not let others in. Then he closed the door himself and walked to the end with his master.

At this time, white smoke was rising from the broken statue of the White Crane Boy, and wisps of alternating orange and red colors were overflowing from the cracks, creating a visual effect of fire.

Chen Shoumen sniffed and smelled a pleasant smell. He couldn't help wondering:

"Master, this is..."

Lin Fuan pursed his lips and said in disbelief: "I heard the older generation mention it before. This is the manifestation of the Yin God."

In addition to the light and fog, the two also discovered that the statue of the White Crane Boy had been moved.

He no longer followed the other officials in placing the chief deity at the end, but turned around and faced the back door alone.

In this way, He is no longer ranked at the end, but stands in the first row. There is a sense that He disdains to be associated with other statues in the temple.

Chen Shoumen: "Master, I will arrange for people to contact other temples tomorrow morning to see if the children in their temples have also shown any abnormalities tonight."

Lin Fuan raised his hand: "No, the first thing you have to do tomorrow morning is not this..."

Chen Shoumen: "Master?"

Lin Fuan bowed solemnly to the statue of the White Crane Boy and said solemnly:
"Tomorrow morning, you must arrange for someone to add a separate row of altars here, and move the boy to that row."

Just as he finished speaking, a piece of paint fell off the palm of the boy statue and landed right on top of Lin Fuan's head.

The boy was satisfied and stroked his head with the Yin spirit.

……

On the rooftop of Pang Jin Ge’s B&B in Lijiang, Lin Shuyou, who had just been able to get out of bed, was practicing the “Zhuiyuan Health Preserving Fist”.

He already had a good foundation in Kung Fu, and he learned this set of boxing secretly at first. Later, it was improved by Brother Xiaoyuan according to his own situation, and when he performed it, there was a sense of unity in the artistic conception.

Lin Shuyou was playing while reciting the formula:

"I have practiced until my body is like a crane, and I have two boxes of scriptures under a thousand pine trees."

Zhao Yi and Lin Shuyou have the "best" relationship.

When he is free, Young Master Zhao likes to chat with Ayou.

Therefore, when Lin Shuyou was boxing, Zhao Yi was watching from the side.

With his fingertips gently pressing against the gap between the gate of life and death wrapped in gauze, Zhao Yi saw some kind of light and shadow flowing inside Lin Shuyou's body.

This is not Lin Shuyou's own power, but the power of Yin Shen.

In the secret realm, Lin Shuyou repeatedly forced the boy to come down with his already weak body. Every time the boy came down, he was afraid that the medium would die, so he immediately infused his divine power into him to maintain his body.

The more he infused it with, the more would remain. It wasn't obvious when he was unconscious before, but now that he was awake, this set of health-preserving boxing could activate the blood and Qi in his body while stimulating the remaining divine power and absorbing it all at once.

Zhao Yi licked his lips and thought to himself: What the hell is going on in this world? There is actually a medium who can absorb the power of the Yin God.

He touched his fingertips lightly again and again and began to calculate how much merit this Li had given to his subordinates to make the evil spirit willingly do such a thing.

The predecessor of the Northeast Great Immortal was a demon, and the predecessor of the Yin God was the Ghost King... Furthermore, the more so-called "gods" they are, the more detached from emotions and desires they tend to be, and the more selfish they are.

Only if the boy thought that there was absolute profit would he be willing to spend his original divine power at all costs.

There is no other reason, it must be that Mr. Li gave too much!
However, if one wants to have the opportunity to gain this divine power into the body, one must have a corresponding and tailor-made method. Isn't the set of boxing that this kid is doing created by the man named Li himself?
After finishing the set, Lin Shuyou felt refreshed. He put his hands on his hips and began to practice Qigong while facing the beautiful scenery in front of him:
“Hoo…Hoohoo…Hahahahaha.”

The noise disturbed Tan Wenbin, who was walking on the ridge ahead.

To be precise, it frightened the two children.

After Tan Wenbin woke up, the two children had obviously become much stronger. They sat on his shoulders and kept twisting their hips, with too much energy to vent.

There was no other way, Tan Wenbin could only borrow an exorcism whip from Yin Meng, tie them to his two godsons, and take them out for a walk to expend some energy, just as a way to take the kids out for a walk.

Yin Meng has several spare exorcism whips in her bag. This one has not been poisoned. In addition, the exorcism whip itself has a suppressing effect on evil things. She uses it as a leash because she is afraid that the two little ones will run too far out of play and disturb others.

After all, if you walk your dog without a leash, it may just scare people who are afraid of animals. But if you walk your ghost without a leash, whoever is having bad luck may be rushed by these two little fat guys and roll his eyes and die.

The two children were having a lot of fun, looking here, sniffing there, and discussing where the abandoned bones were buried and where the landlord's grave was.

While Tan Wenbin was smoking a cigarette, the two children actually called up the ghost of a child who was buried with the landlord and started playing with them.

Further away, there was another family. Someone in the family must have had a miscarriage or an abortion. There was also a faint little resentful baby with his hand in his mouth, looking like he wanted to play but didn't dare to come over.

By the time Tan Wenbin reacted, he was numb.

If he stayed in a daze for a while longer, his two sons would probably call out all the grievances in the village and hold a class meeting.

There was no way. He also knew that the souls of his two sons were becoming more and more solid. They were cursed ghosts of higher rank than ordinary ghosts. After following him, they were well fed and their rank also rose.

In other words, they are under my supervision now. If we really let them out and turn them into "wild children", they may cause chaos in the whole area if we are not careful. Ordinary monks and Taoist priests with some Taoist skills will almost certainly be taken in by them, let alone take them in.

"Come back, come back, stop fooling around!"

Tan Wenbin acted like a strict father and brought his two godsons back home.

Ordinary resentment will easily change if it comes into contact with the two of them too much. Don't let them, which should have disappeared with time, turn into ghosts and harm people. This will only bring trouble to yourself. As a ghost controller, you are prone to problems in this regard, so you naturally have to be more careful.

Tan Wenbin observed for a while and found that the resentment of the one in the distance was very mild and it had no strong desire for revenge. It must be a bad fate as it had a miscarriage before it was born.

The one in the Landlord Temple has been worn down over the years and will not harm anyone, but his body is imprisoned by the burial objects, and it will be difficult for him to escape and dissipate without destroying the structure below.

"Hahaha!"

The sound of Lin Shuyou practicing Qi can be heard.

The two godsons immediately turned their heads and glared at him. There was an obvious sinister aura in the voice.

People like officials and generals who have taken refuge with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and turned to slaying demons and eliminating evil are almost the same as traitors in the eyes of ghosts.

Although the boy was not present in person, the fact that his two godsons dared to express their disgust and rejection towards the voice that had the aura of an evil spirit was enough to show that these two guys have grown up and become bolder.

Tan Wenbin patted their heads to comfort them: "Ayou is one of us. If you have any problems, go find the guy named Zhao."

The two godsons clenched their fists and nodded vigorously: Yes, the worst one is the one with three eyes!
Looking at the two children, Tan Wenbin showed relief on his face. It seemed that he was very close to sending them to reincarnate.

You also need to speed up your own "prenatal education". You can't just teach nursery rhymes. You should bring elementary school textbooks and enlighten them in advance.

In this way, after reincarnation, the two children should be able to study better from an early age.

Since he was young, Tan Wenbin has resented the study pressure put on him by Tan Yunlong and Zheng Fang, but it does not affect his current attitude towards studying.

After returning to the B&B, he brought a small table with incense and candles, placed simple offerings on it, and held a sacrifice for the unborn child. The child nodded to Tan Wenbin, then waved to the two little fat guys on his shoulders. His figure became increasingly fainter until he was freed and disappeared.

As for the poor child who was buried with the deceased, Tan Wenbin was too lazy to go dig the grave in the dark with a Yellow River shovel. Instead, he went to the village store and used a public phone to call the town. He first reported his identity and then notified the relevant units to carry out cultural relic protection.

There were a lot of various certificates and work certificates in his bag, all of which were issued by Xue Liangliang. He said that he discovered them when he was doing geological exploration, and his reasons were very sufficient.

After all, not every place can be like Luoyang and Xi'an, where people don't have to use bean buns as dry food. Especially at a time when tourism is on the rise, all places are eager to tap into their own cultural values... and many times, they have to rely on digging.

After making the call, Tan Wenbin remembered that his mother’s birthday was approaching.

He called his father's office. The reason he called his father was because his father always forgot these important days because he was busy with work.

No one answered the phone in the office, so Tan Wenbin called his father.

"Give me a pack of cigarettes, that pack."

"Give."

The shopkeeper was an old lady. After she gave the cigarettes to Tan Wenbin, a delivery man happened to come in. The old lady said to him, "I'll make up for the soda bottle that was not returned."

Deliveryman: "Did you hear that there was a big avalanche on Yulong Snow Mountain a few days ago?"

Old woman: "What's up? Is anyone in trouble?"

"No, it's not a tourist trail. It's very deep, so no one should be hurt."

The old woman touched her chest and said, "That's good, that's good."

"Many tourists heard about this and wanted to go up to take pictures and see the scenery, haha."

The old woman shook her head: "Maybe it's Prince Mu who's angry."

Tan Wenbin then interrupted and said, "Prince Mu has a very good temper."

After a while, the phone rang. Tan Wenbin answered the phone, and Tan Yunlong's voice came from the other end of the phone:

“Are you still in Yunnan?”

"Well, the mountains, rivers, and people are so nice, I don't want to leave."

"Take care of yourself and be safe."

"Yes, I know, Dad, Mom's birthday is coming soon."

"Yeah, I remember."

"Ghost letter."

As Tan Wenbin spoke, he picked up a candy from the counter of the convenience store, peeled two pieces, and handed each to his two godsons on his shoulders.

"Dad, remember to prepare gifts."

"What gift would be appropriate?"

"Go to the jewelry store and buy a lighter necklace or bracelet."

"I...I only have money for cigarettes."

"It's okay. I'll give you some money."

"OK……"

"Snapped!"

The call was hung up forcefully.

Tan Wenbin looked at the microphone in his hand: Who is the son and who is the father?

Serial thefts have occurred in the jurisdiction, and the thieves have also stolen from the district chief's home. The incident and its impact are quite serious, and the superiors have demanded that the case be solved within a strict time limit. Today, Tan Yunlong led a team to conduct a survey near the crime scene.

I happened to receive a pager from my son, so I found a convenience store and returned the call.

He was wearing a police uniform, and when he walked over, he noticed that the owner's son, who was eating inside, looked a little strange.

Ordinary people would feel pressured when seeing the police. At first, Tan Yunlong did not take it seriously, but as the call went on, the shop owner's son began to feel uneasy.

The old detective's intuition came into play at this moment. When he saw the owner's son put down his bowl and chopsticks and prepare to leave, he immediately hung up the phone, stopped him, and prepared to question him.

Unexpectedly, the boy started running when he saw this. It was obvious that he was guilty of something he had done. Before he could run a few steps, he was pinned down by Tan Yunlong.

Before other police officers arrived, Tan Yunlong just bluffed casually and the guy confessed his theft and the place where the stolen goods were hidden.

Colleagues came over and arrested the suspect. Everyone was used to this and had already started discussing which restaurant to go for the celebration party.

Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette silently. He was somewhat used to it. But when he blew out the smoke ring, he glanced at the phone on the counter.

……

"Zi la...Zi la..."

Fat Brother Jin helped to bring a small oven, and Zhao Yi grilled the beef himself. The fat overflowed and the aroma wafted in the air.

"Come, eat this, it's tender."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The two of them, or to be more precise, the two-person team have been working together day and night these past few days. The medical team led by Zhao Yi is indeed very useful and has greatly accelerated the recovery speed of their team.

But all good things must come to an end, and it's time to say goodbye.

"I have a new idea now." Zhao Yi put down the clip and reached out to remove the gauze on his chest, "Give me some advice." These days, Zhao Yi would tear off the gauze every morning and put his heart in the sun.

After posting so much, I came up with an idea, which is quite radical.

"I plan to open the Life and Death Gate on my forehead to my heart. This way, I can continue to use the Life and Death Gate effect, and I can also avoid being weak and powerless."

Li Zhuiyuan waved his chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."

If the person sitting opposite you suddenly shows you his heart while you are having a meal, anyone would feel disgusted.

Zhao Yi put the gauze back on and asked, "What do you think?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It is theoretically feasible. The crack in the gate of life and death on your forehead is filled with dead air, which is why side effects occur every time you open it. The heart is the source of vitality in the human body. If you move the crack in the gate of life and death here, you will have hope of achieving a balance between life and death. The disadvantage is that you only have one chance to try and fail."

Zhao Yi: "I just finished a wave. Now is the perfect time to try to die."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. It was indeed the wisest thing to do when he was in a state of dementia, taking advantage of his best fortune.

Zhao Yi: "As long as I succeed, I will not be who I am now."

"Hmm." Li Zhuiyuan finished the beef on his plate and pointed with his chopsticks at the meat to be grilled next to him, "It's time to add more meat."

In fact, Zhao Yi has many methods, but many of them can only be understood and used when the gate of life and death is opened. However, when the gate is opened, his extremely weak body is unable to provide for the use of these methods.

Therefore, Zhao Yi has been traveling across the Yangtze River with illness; but if this problem can be solved, his overall personal strength will make a huge leap forward, and he will no longer be lame, and will be both civil and military.

Zhao Yi: "I was also inspired by the destruction of the Guan Gao Tower. Becoming an immortal and being destroyed, the subversive change in an instant, is truly the ultimate of life and death."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You have had this idea for a long time, but your heart couldn't bear it before. Now that you have the stone that the Wood Prince has filled you with, you think you can have a chance to try it."

Zhao Yi: “Uh…”

Li Zhuiyuan: "How guilty and nervous you must be that you have to make such a big scene just to treat an illness."

Zhao Yi curled his lips and said, "After I return, I will also start training Xu Ming and Sun Yan."

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan continued eating beef.

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "By the way, my family has found the location you asked me to find for you and notified me."

Li Zhuiyuan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Zhao Yi: "Hey, at least pretend. I told you before that I had the opportunity to move up a level, but you didn't seem to take it seriously."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It doesn't matter which floor you go up, I will always be upstairs."

Zhao Yi: "In the 12th year of Yongyuan in the Eastern Han Dynasty, a landslide occurred on the bank of the Qingtan River, forming a dangerous shoal that blocked the waterway. This place is located downstream of the old city of Zigui County.

There is a saying that goes, "Qingtan and Xietan are not considered beaches, but Kongling is the gate to hell." However, although Qingtan is not as dangerous as Kongling, it is also a very dangerous place.

March Forest does not refer to a forest, but a canyon adjacent to Qingtan. It is withered all year round, but during the Qingming Festival, it becomes lush and full of vitality with flowers.

This is the exact location, keep it for yourself."

Zhao Yi handed over a piece of paper.

"Thank you." Li Zhuiyuan took the paper.

Zhao Yi: "Are you going back to Nantong or here?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's go here first and then go back to Nantong."

Zhao Yi: "I advise you that since this wave has already ended, there is no need to create more trouble."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I am different from you."

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't feel at ease unless he got to the bottom of the matter. There were some things that Jiang Shui wouldn't do as he wished, even if he wanted to avoid them, so he might as well take the initiative.

"If you go there and find that the body is gone... that would be really scary." Zhao Yi stood up and continued to put the beef into the roasting pan, humming at the same time.
"My children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If they are gone, I will enjoy my happiness~"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's nothing to be afraid of. The longer a person lives, the less valuable his offspring will be."

Zhao Yi: "Like Meng Meng, your subordinate?"

The Emperor of Fengdu was right in Fengdu, but he could just sit back and watch the Yin family dwindle away. Both Yin Meng's grandfather and father did not have a good end.

Zhao Yi took a sip of soda and continued:
“Honestly, I think that in the eyes of Emperor Fengdu, you are more valued than the inheritors of his bloodline.

Listen to me, in the face of the orthodox tradition, there is no misunderstanding that cannot be resolved. If you go to Fengdu one day to apologize and admit your mistakes, the small grudge will be resolved."

Li Zhuiyuan: "This requires a middleman who is responsible for passing on the message."

Zhao Yi: "Brother Fat Jin, do you have any more beef? Help me cut some more, it's not enough!"

The next morning, Tan Wenbin went to settle the room charges and other expenses for these days with Fat Jin Ge.

Xu Ming came over to settle his own bill, but Tan Wenbin took the initiative to pay for it.

"How embarrassing."

Tan Wenbin: "It's okay. It's in accordance with the procedures to reimburse the non-staff team."

After the settlement, Fat Jin said with a smile: "I'll send a car to take you to the station."

Tan Wenbin asked in surprise: "Didn't you say last night that you would personally drive Zhao Yi and the others to Lugu Lake?"

After all, Zhao Yi was worried that he would fail, and the consequence of failure would be death, so he chose a place with beautiful scenery nearby so that it would be convenient for him to be buried on the spot if he failed.

Fat Jin: "I just hired a new guy recently. I asked him to borrow a car and it will be here soon. He will take you there."

Tan Wenbin: "Okay then."

Due to the recent increase in rainfall, Fat Jin was worried about the condition of the mountain road, so he drove Zhao Yi and others to Lugu Lake early in the morning.

Looking at the departing car, Lin Shuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night he saw Brother Bin's two godsons sneaking into Zhao Yi's room and doing something weird, but Ayou didn't stop them.

Unfortunately, the two godsons were trapped in Zhao Yi's formation. If Brother Bin had not arrived in time, Zhao Yi would have spanked them with peach tree branches.

After all, this Young Master Zhao only looks a little inferior in front of his brother Xiaoyuan, but in the outside world, he is still a remarkable person.

This is the character. He has no tolerance at all. How could he act like he would make a living for the rest of his life just because he knew a secret? Even kindergarten kids are not so naive.

Sitting in the car, looking at the passing scenery on both sides, Zhao Yi said to Xu Ming and Sun Yan who were sitting in the front:

"If something happens to me, bury me. Remember to bury me deep, so that you don't dig me out when you build a tourist attraction or a hotel."

Hearing this, Xu Ming and Sun Yan were neither sure to agree nor to disagree.

Zhao Yi said again:

"If I succeed, I will treat you better in the future. No matter whether I can become the Dragon King in the end, I can't let you fight with me for nothing."

……

While waiting for the new employee Fat Jin to drive over to pick them up, Tan Wenbin led everyone to check the homestay from top to bottom to make sure that nothing that should not be left behind was left behind, especially Yin Meng's drug jars.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the counter, where there was a small statue of the God of Wealth.

The young man originally intended to press the ink, but after hesitating for a moment, he changed his mind and condensed a blood mist on the palm of his right hand, which finally turned into blood beads on his fingertips and he smeared the curse on the statue of the God of Wealth.

With the last stroke, the fingertips pressed on the face of the God of Wealth, and the color of the God of Wealth statue suddenly became brighter.

Having lived in someone else's home for such a long time and received such care from them, it is not something that can be repaid with just money, not to mention that Fat Brother Jin also took himself and others in and out of the snow-capped mountains.

To consecrate the statue of the God of Wealth is to provide protection for his family.

As for the matter of "fortune", Li Zhuiyuan felt that Brother Fat Jin did not need any external force. With his current mentality and courage in doing business, he would definitely be able to make money in the future.

"Di Di!"

The car has arrived.

Li Zhuiyuan walked out the door, and the others also packed their backpacks and came out.

The driver got out of the car. He was a fair-faced young man.

When they saw him, everyone was stunned.

Seeing that there was no one around, the young man leaned against the car body and prepared to kneel down to salute.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Now that you have become a human being, stop kneeling down at every turn."

The young man was surprised. Isn't it only human who kneels down?

Everyone got in the car, and the young man drove. When they passed the ancient city, Tan Wenbin pointed in the direction of the Mu Wang Mansion and said jokingly, "Look, the Mu Wang Mansion."

A smile appeared on the young man’s face. He was called Prince Mu, but he was not the same Prince Mu in history.

After arriving at the destination, everyone got off the bus.

The young man also turned off the engine and got out of the car. He stood by the car door with his head bowed, and respectfully saw everyone off.

Li Zhuiyuan stood in front of him and said:

"Since you have decided to enter the world to cultivate yourself, I will give you a piece of advice. People are not all good, and the same is true for life. When you encounter the opposite side, remember to restrain yourself and deal with it with human thinking. Don't be impulsive and fail at the last minute."

Upon hearing this, the young man bowed deeply.

Lin Shuyou gently poked Tan Wenbin's arm and whispered, "I didn't expect Brother Xiaoyuan to be so professional in saying these things."

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan has read a lot of scriptures. If you go back and copy all those scriptures, you can also be a professional."

"Really?"

"No, you really intend to copy it."

"I can ask the boy to come down and copy with me."

"Oh, by the way, how is your boy?"

Lin Shuyou's eyes narrowed and his vertical pupils opened. This time, the vertical pupils were not only deeper, but there was also a faint blood light in the middle, which made him look very energetic.

Because of this action, Prince Mu was so frightened that he trembled and almost fell to his knees.

Tan Wenbin immediately covered Lin Shuyou's eyes and said, "There's a tourist shop up ahead. I'll go buy you a pair of sunglasses."

……

After several days of traveling by boat and by car, we finally arrived at the Qingtan Beach and found the canyon called Sanyuelin.

It is not far from Qingming Festival now, and the valley is full of vitality. However, due to the inconvenient transportation here, not many tourists come here.

Time is the most suitable sand for burying things, not to mention that the man in black robe killed his entire family and moved their remains to the bottom of the tower, which was equivalent to actively destroying his own family.

Li Zhuiyuan walked in it holding a compass and quickly caught the direction.

When approaching that location, Li Zhuiyuan could sense the forbidden formations that should have existed nearby, but they had now dissipated.

There is a cave on one side of the canyon, and the entrance of the cave is covered by an old locust tree.

The old locust tree seemed to have been struck by lightning not long ago and most of it was burnt.

Runsheng and Lin Shuyou cleaned for a long time before they finally dug out the hole.

Also dug out were a number of animal and human skeletons. Apparently, they were all food for the old locust tree, being captured to serve as its own nutrients.

If it hadn't been struck by lightning, I would have had to take action to solve this trouble when I found this place.

The passage inside the cave is not facing downwards, but is flat. The ancestral tomb of the Black Robe Family should be built in the mountain of this canyon.

It is not very large and looks similar to a small noble tomb.

Who could have expected that the ancestor who had planned the "ascension" in the secret realm would build his own tomb so small and simple.

Li Zhuiyuan had read "Qi Shi Chunqiu" and was good at formations. Walking from the corridor to the small section in front of the main tomb chamber, he saw countless sophisticated mechanisms and remnants of advanced formations.

Although the tomb was small, the murderous intent inside was so deep that even Li Zhuiyuan was shocked.

Fortunately, everything here is in accordance with what the ancestor said in the book: when the time comes, the ban will be lifted.

Otherwise, even if Li Zhuiyuan wanted to come in, it would be extremely difficult. Even if you break through the obvious mechanism formation, God knows how many invisible mysteries are hidden underneath.

The man in black robes relies on the blood of his ancestors to obtain preferential treatment from the rules in the secret tower.

In fact, his attainments in formation, or at least his level of formation when he first came here, was far inferior to that of Li Zhuiyuan now.

Li Zhuiyuan is now almost certain that what the man in black said, "I can enter the ancestral tomb because I am a dead man," is a complete joke.

When the restriction here is intact, not only can the dead not come in, even if the White Crane Boy comes in person, I'm afraid his deity will be dissolved here.

Many corpses can be seen on the ground and on the walls. They have long since turned into dry bones. They should be the ancestors of the man in black robe.

Their ancestors left a message: No one is allowed to enter the ancestral tomb until the right time comes.

But who among the descendants of later generations can resist this temptation? After all, no one knows whether they can live to see that day.

Then, they all died here, died from the restrictions set up by their ancestors themselves, except for the man in black robe.

Tan Wenbin: "Um, Brother Xiaoyuan, I have a suspicion."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You say."

Tan Wenbin: "Was the last words left by the ancestor intentional? He told his descendants not to come in, so what happened after that had no causal relationship with him?"

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan responded, and pointed at the remaining traces of restrictions around him, "Including the so-called self-release upon expiration. I suspect it's not to make it easier for future generations to come in and take his book, but to make it easier for him to come out."

Lin Shuyou: "He has lived here for so long? What kind of life must he have lived?"

Tan Wenbin: "He must be inhuman."

Lin Shuyou: "No, what I mean is, staying in such a small tomb for such a long time is no different from being in long-term solitary confinement. He can really bear it."

Tan Wenbin: "Inside the tower, in the corpse pit, in the jade, so many people have been locked up for so long, haven't they? There's a pie of immortality hanging in front of you. If you feel lonely, just sniff it and you'll be able to get through it."

As they were talking, everyone walked to the main tomb chamber.

The main tomb chamber is not large, and the furnishings inside are very ordinary, mainly made of stone.

However, there was no coffin, only a stone bed in the middle area.

There should be a crack on the top. It was noon at this time, and a beam of sunlight fell down, shining on the stone bed.

There was no body on the bed except some stones and lime.

Lin Shuyou: "Did he get up and leave on his own, or did someone come in first?"

Tan Wenbin: "The old locust tree that blocked the cave entrance was cleaned by you and Runsheng. Although it was scorched by lightning before, there were no signs that it had been touched."

Lin Shuyou: "Did he crawl out from the crack above?"

Everyone came to the crack and looked up. The crack was very narrow and small, but the wall was extremely smooth.

People with small and thin frames can barely squeeze in, but that's all. There is no room to climb up.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the stone bed and the rocks and lime piled up under the bed and said, "It should have come from above."

"Drill?" Tan Wenbin noticed that Xiaoyuan used the word "drill" instead of "crawl", and immediately looked up and observed the distance.

This is the inside of a mountain on one side of the canyon. It is tiring enough to drill up from here to the top where the sunlight can shine directly, even if you walk up from the side of the mountain.

"Oh my god, what kind of monster is this?"

After a pause, Tan Wenbin looked at Runsheng: "Runsheng, can you drill it?"

After all, Runsheng is the one with the strongest physique among everyone present.

Runsheng reached out and touched Tan Wenbin's forehead, then touched his own.

Lin Shuyou flew up with Qinggong, came to the gap above, reached out to touch the smooth arc there, and then touched his shoulder axis: "Brother Bin, Brother Xiaoyuan is right, I really got out by myself!"

Tan Wenbin: "I was just expressing my amazement, not questioning Brother Xiaoyuan. I didn't expect that a man like you with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also try to sow discord."

Lin Shuyou landed and blinked. He didn't understand.

Tan Wenbin patted Lin Shuyou on the shoulder and said, "Talk to your boy someday. Let him come down to be a human being, and you go up to be the Lord Yinshen. I think that boy knows how to behave himself now."

Although Tan Wenbin deliberately used jokes to ease the depression in everyone's hearts, the thought that a human-shaped guy could drill out of this rock was enough to make people shudder.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and pushed away the gravel and lime on the stone bed. On the bed, he saw a line of words.

Judging from the handwriting, it should have been written directly with the index finger. It reads:
"See you tomorrow, we'll meet again."

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