Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 215

The woman stopped and she didn't dare to go any further.

It is true that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world, but she has never seen such hiding methods!
To put it bluntly, only the grandfather himself did not know the level of his subordinates, and only he could organize this group of people to work with him in the funeral team.

Xiong Shan stood up.

The son has not grown up yet, and the father still needs to work hard.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Drink some more with my great grandfather."

Li Sanjiang nodded: "Yes, Shan Hou, drink some more, it won't delay the afternoon work."

Xiong Shan sat down.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Runsheng."

Runsheng put down his chopsticks and covered his stomach: "Empty your stomach and eat more."

Li Sanjiang laughed and scolded: "You have bad morals!"

Runsheng left his seat and picked up the Yellow River shovel that he had used to level the ground and build the stage.

Uncle Qin looked at Li Zhuiyuan and asked:

"So fast?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “It’s a little different.”

Uncle Qin nodded. Xiaoyuan's way of walking along the river was indeed completely different from how he did it before.

Li Zhuiyuan said to Li Sanjiang, "Grandpa, I'm full."

"Yeah." Li Sanjiang raised his glass, clinked it with Xiong Shan, and drank it all in one gulp.

After Li Zhuiyuan left the table, Yin Meng, who had been frowning, finally found a suitable excuse to leave:

"I'm going to give Runsheng some paper."

……

The woman is running and Runsheng is chasing her.

In the fields, two figures were chasing each other quickly and getting closer and closer.

Runsheng, who had just finished his meal, was like a tractor that had just been filled with gas.

The woman couldn't wait any longer, nor could she run any faster. At a depression under a small river, she stopped, turned around, and faced Runsheng.

Runsheng also stopped.

The woman asked, "Why did you help the tyrant?"

Runsheng: “I don’t understand.”

He could feel that the woman must have misunderstood something.

The woman wiped the blood from the corner of her eyes and her breath stagnated.

Runsheng said, "Wait a minute."

"What are you waiting for?" the woman asked.

Runsheng: "Wait for my people to come."

The woman sneered, "Ha!"

Then, the woman spread out her left palm, clenched her right fist, and pushed the ground with one leg.

This set of movements seemed very familiar to Runsheng, as if it was an old friend who was no longer around.

The next moment, the woman's eyes showed a different color again. Unlike the pure red pupils before, this time they were red and black, commonly known as Yin-Yang eyes.

He flipped his hands, and two pieces of bamboo slipped out from his sleeves. He then swung them and pulled out two long dusters, one black and one white.

The woman jumped high and struck Runsheng in the face with a blow.

Runsheng raised the Yellow River shovel to block it.

The woman swept across with another swipe, and Runsheng lowered the shovel to block again.

The woman's body was like fire, spinning and flipping sideways, and she waved her two dusters like swords.

While retreating, Runsheng kept raising his shovel to block. There was a sound of metal and each strike created a trail of sparks.

The woman pushed the ground with her right leg and pressed her center of gravity downward, attempting to attack Runsheng's lower body.

Runsheng kept raising his legs and continued to retreat, not giving the opponent a chance to attack him.

When the woman was about to change her strength, Runsheng immediately pressed forward, forcing the other party to retreat but unable to escape.

Finally, the woman could hold back no longer. Her eyes turned red and black, and she murmured something that sounded like someone was grinning or chanting scriptures.

Runsheng's breathing became rapid and his face kept twitching.

He is strong in his physical body and close combat, but in terms of magic, he has only mastered nine of his ten orifices.

The woman attacked again.

Runsheng's response was flustered, and the woman found several flaws in him, causing Runsheng to lose his previous composure and stagger backwards continuously.

Just as the woman was preparing to take advantage of the situation to strike again, to completely defeat him so that she could leave calmly, she saw the sturdy man in front of her pull out a piece of talisman paper and stick it on his forehead.

In an instant, the other person's eyes became clear again.

The woman's eyes widened. What quality of talisman paper was this that could actually block out the noise from the underworld?

With the help of the Qingxin Talisman, Runsheng's response was able to return to normal and he continued to entangle the woman.

At this time, Li Zhuiyuan and Yin Meng arrived.

Yin Meng: "Three steps to praise?"

The main reason is that everyone is too familiar with Lin Shuyou’s body movements, and the woman’s body movements when fighting are very similar to Ayou’s.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "It's very similar, but this is the Seven Star Step."

Yin Meng: "Isn't she the chief officer?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It should be the Eight Generals."

Between inheritance systems, there is often a lot of similarities between them. Even if they break away and develop independently, many similarities can still be seen.

However, the woman held a pair of black and white dusters, and it seemed that she had successfully possessed the spirit. However, Li Zhuiyuan could not tell which evil spirit possessed her. It seemed to be the Seventh Master or the Eighth Master, but it was not them.

Below, the woman's continuous offensive still failed to defeat Runsheng, nor could she get rid of him. She gradually became anxious. She tried to retreat a distance and use her magic again, but Runsheng, who had suffered a loss once, would never let her do as she wished. He immediately increased his strength and pressed on.

Li Zhuiyuan shouted, "Runsheng, take her down."

The woman was surprised when she heard this: Has he been holding back?

Runsheng was indeed holding back, because Xiaoyuan only asked him to get off the table and catch up without giving any further instructions.

At this moment, the valves opened one by one.

The woman didn't know what kind of martial art this was, but she could feel that as the number of air valves increased, the opponent's momentum was becoming stronger and stronger.

Some opportunities actually take time to digest.

Just as Lin Shuyou digested the remaining divine power left in his body by the White Crane Boy, Runsheng also began to digest the nutrients of the meal in the pavilion after he became paralyzed with his valves fully opened.

Except for him, no one dared to pick up the chopsticks at the table.

In fact, this kind of destruction followed by construction is a new round of reshuffle of one's own body and is most suitable for new integration.

For example, just now, the woman's attack was like a tide, but Runsheng could easily stop her without even opening a valve.

Now, there is no need to suppress yourself.

Runsheng began to attack actively. When there is a gap in absolute strength, even the most sophisticated moves will seem pale.

The phrase "attack where the enemy must be rescued" can allow you to take control of the initiative.

Runsheng swung the shovel and the woman raised the duster to block it, but there was a "snap" sound, the duster broke, and the shovel surface hit the woman's shoulder.

The woman groaned and was forced to kneel on one knee.

This was the result of Runsheng holding back, otherwise what would have hit the woman would not have been the surface of the shovel but the sharp edge of the shovel.

However, the kneeling woman did not give up resistance, and swept another duster towards Runsheng's calf.

Runsheng quickly raised his foot, then put it down heavily, placing the duster firmly on his foot.

The woman tried to pull it out but couldn't.

Coming towards him was another kick from Run Sheng.

"boom!"

The woman flew backwards.

When she was about to land, the woman endured the severe pain and adjusted her posture, trying to stabilize her body, but she caught a glimpse of Runsheng rushing towards her and right beside her from the corner of her eye.

Runsheng's hand pinched the woman's neck. The rough surface of his palm was like sandpaper, which brought discomfort but also brought a huge force.

"boom!"

The woman was grabbed by the neck and smashed into the ground.

She subconsciously wanted to continue resisting, but Runsheng's knee was already against her chest, and the edge of the Huanghe shovel was against her neck.

If you move again, you will die!
The woman sneered, the spirit-writing state ended, and she stopped struggling.

Yin Meng: "Runsheng has become even more powerful."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Don't you usually feed each other moves?"

Yin Meng: "I haven't practiced for a long time. I can't beat him."

At the beginning, Tan Wenbin, Yin Meng and Runsheng would feed each other in the fields behind their great-grandfather's house every night.

The first one to quit was Tan Wenbin. With his kung fu skills, he could get into the underworld, but he was no match for the real martial artists.

Later, Yin Meng gave up. With Runsheng's dual improvement in brute force and skills, she could no longer bear it. She simply faced the reality and focused on studying her own poison.

Li Zhuiyuan walked over and said to Runsheng, "Brother Runsheng, you have worked hard."

Runsheng shook his head: "She is even weaker than the Ayou I first met."

They are all mediums, and they all belong to the system of guiding evil spirits, but the chief officers have an indomitable spirit, while this woman does not.

Li Zhuiyuan squatted down beside the woman and asked:
"Who exactly did you invite just now?"

The woman just continued to stare at Li Zhuiyuan with a sneer and did not answer.

Li Zhuiyuan was not angry. He just placed his fingers on the top of the woman's nose, gently pinched the piece of flesh, and lifted it up.

If you go to the Yin direction at this time, you can see a ball of black gas lingering around the fingertips of the young man, which means the Fengdu magic is about to be activated.

Yin Spirits are not ghosts, but they have some similar characteristics and can be captured in the same way as ghosts.

The White Crane Boy was constantly defeated in front of the young man because the young man was not recognized by the Great Emperor as his descendant, and the Yin Spirits could not appear and disappear without a trace in front of him.

The woman was horrified, and her eyes began to turn red and black again, although very faint. However, this also meant that the spirit-writing state that had ended previously was briefly recalled.

Li Zhuiyuan frowned slightly. He was unable to analyze the specific target from this residual force.

The woman's possession of spirits did not attract any evil spirits, but only projected a very chaotic force.

The boy loosened his fingers and gently patted the woman's forehead with his palm.

"Snapped!"

The woman's eyes recovered, but when she looked at the boy, there was no coldness anymore, only fear.

She couldn't understand what kind of means could allow someone to treat her most proud martial arts inheritance as if it were a toy.

Li Zhuiyuan: "There must be a misunderstanding between us."

As he spoke, Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng.

Runsheng: "She is as naive as Ah You was back then."

The woman asked, "What... do you want to say?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It was you who arranged the remains of old man Park, right?"

Woman: "That's right, so you can kill me or chop me up, whatever you want!"

The woman once again put on a begging expression.

Li Zhuiyuan sighed. He really didn't like forcing communication with people who didn't know how to communicate. Forget it, he would start hypnosis slowly.

The fingertip flicked and hit the woman's forehead. An echo spread in the woman's heart, scattering the emotions that had just gathered, and fear appeared in her eyes again.

"Why do this?"

"That old guy lured a young girl into prostitution and caused her to commit suicide. He deserves it!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Why didn't you call the police?"

woman:"……"

The woman was confused. She really couldn't understand why a young man who had such subordinates and such terrible means himself would ask herself such a "normal" question.

Li Zhuiyuan asked again: "Why didn't you call the police?"

Woman: "She committed suicide. An old man who participated in the incident died of a heart attack in the police station after being caught by the police. The matter was left unresolved."

Li Zhuiyuan: “Evidence.”

Woman: "I encountered the girl's vengeful spirit, but her vengeful spirit cannot enter Nantong. It seems that there is some kind of terrible restriction here, or some kind of... terrible existence."

Li Zhuiyuan: "So you just acted on your own?"

Woman: "There were three old men. One died in the police station. I killed two of them. This old man surnamed Park was the leader. I want to make sure that his descendants will not live in peace. Am I wrong?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “I understand.”

Woman: “Can you…understand?”

Li Zhuiyuan: "What's your name?"

Woman: "Xin Jiyue."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I didn't just ask for your name."

Woman: "You are interrogating me. What right do you have to..."

Li Zhuiyuan raised his finger again, pretending to knock.

Xin Jiyue: "People from Chaoshan have no sect or school."

Li Zhuiyuan: “It’s a lie.”

Xin Jiyue: "I am really from Chaoshan!"

Li Zhuiyuan: “The last sentence.”

Xin Jiyue: "I am no longer a member of the Eight Generals. I have been removed from the temple register and can no longer guide Lord Yinshen."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Keep talking."

Xin Jiyue: "But I still have a way to continue to borrow some of their power, rely on..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "What do you rely on?"

Xin Jiyue: "On my bra."

Li Zhuiyuan stopped and looked at Yin Meng.

Yin Meng squatted down, took out the bra and handed it to the boy.

A very traditional style, and a very traditional approach.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out two fingers and pinched the bra, as if he was treating something dirty.

Because it is condensed with a strong karma.

Those red dots must have been made with blood later on, and each red dot is a source of karma.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Who taught you to do this?"

Xin Jiyue: "What?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Tell me."

Xin Jiyue: "I am punishing evil and promoting good!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Well, I admit it is true, but you are also utilitarian. The person who taught you is not worth keeping a secret for."

From the beginning, Li Zhuiyuan suspected that Old Man Park had done something bad and was retaliated against by him.

When Xin Jiyue first appeared, he confirmed the boy's guess, but after getting in touch with him and asking him questions, Li Zhuiyuan keenly discovered that Xin Jiyue was not the kind of Xuanmen knight who held traditional simple and just values.

It's not that people in the Xuanmen sect cannot attack ordinary people, but they will often find a reason to avoid the taboo of the way of heaven. This reason is actually not difficult to find, and it is not impossible to make it up.

It makes sense that Xin Jiyue would seek revenge on Old Man Park after encountering that vengeful spirit; it is also understandable that he took advantage of Old Man Park's descendants to cast a curse and used extreme means to create a collective punishment...

But the numerous red dots on the cloth meant that she was not doing it casually, she really regarded herself as the judge of Xuanmen, doing extraordinary things according to rules that were not for ordinary people.

She doesn't seem to be single-minded, but rather seems to be treating this as a career. If she does it too much, the cause and effect will naturally backfire and the karma will fall on her. Not only is she not afraid, she also collects the karma.

Xin Jiyue: "I only know that after I was expelled from the temple, he took me in and gave me a chance to start over. I can't..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Since you think he is right, why do you need to keep it secret?"

Xin Jiyue: "I..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "In fact, you know what you are doing in your heart, and you can also feel that there is something wrong with the method he taught you. After the cloth is fully collected, you will also give it to him, right?"

Xin Jiyue: “That’s right.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "I said before, there was a misunderstanding between you and me. If you had just stood there and waited for me to come over, this fight would never have happened.

I can let you go, and I can ignore what happened to Old Man Park, but I am very curious about that man. "

Karma is something that others try to avoid as much as possible, but there are actually people who take the initiative to collect it.

Xin Jiyue looked hesitant.

Li Zhuiyuan snapped his fingers gently in her ear.

Xin Jiyue's eyes were blank, and she said, "I have never seen his true appearance, but when this piece of cloth is full, I will hand it over to Qiu Manor."

"Qiu Zhuang, where is it?"

"Zhoushan, Wuxin Island."

After answering, Xin Jiyue asked in surprise: "What did I just say?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You didn't say anything, you are very stubborn."

The boy waved his hands.

Runsheng loosened his hold on the woman.

Xin Jiyue covered his chest and climbed up with some confusion.

Li Zhuiyuan threw the bra back to her. Xin Jiyue caught it and asked, "Are you going to let me go?"

"If you haven't eaten, you can stay and eat."

"That bastard named Park..."

"Go your way."

Xin Jiyue didn't dare to say anything else. She put away her bra and left in a hurry, looking back every few steps.

Yin Meng asked: "Brother Xiaoyuan, is it a wave?"

If it was waves, it would be so early, and she had just read the latest "Code of Conduct for Walking on the River", where Brother Xiaoyuan wrote: The river water should not launch any surprise attacks next time.

Li Zhuiyuan: “It’s hard to say, but it’s possible.” Zhoushan, Wuxin Island, Qiuzhuang.

There is no contradiction between the river no longer making surprise attacks and the river giving you waves in advance.

If it wants to push itself to solve the problem, then it is understandable that it gives itself the clues early on and then gives itself enough time to prepare well.

But this kind of "preferential treatment" comes at a price. The more so, the more difficult the next wave will be.

"Let's go back."

The funeral of the old Pu family is still going on.

After the meal, the members of the funeral band put on Taoist robes and began the ceremony. Li Sanjiang walked in front holding a peach wood sword, like an experienced leader.

The scene was very noisy and lively. Xiong Shanrun and others were also called by Li Sanjiang to beat drums and gongs, and background music was also playing on the speakers.

The song is full of elements, including wailing, chanting, accompaniment, and even the sounds of audiences outside the venue, men talking, children laughing and screaming.

Obviously, there were hardly any mourners at Old Pu's house, and the villagers had no interest in the afternoon ritual after watching the performance in the morning, but they still managed to create a feeling of being crowded with people.

There was a wooden fish in front of Li Zhuiyuan, which was being struck to the rhythm. His grandfather also placed the coverless book "Secret Arts of Sex" in front of him, motioning him to move his mouth and recite whatever he wanted.

This is the easiest job arranged by my grandfather.

Li Zhuiyuan was beating the wooden fish while thinking about Xin Jiyue's matter, and then he lost his mind.

I went to the store at the entrance of the village, picked up the phone and called Tan Wenbin.

After a while, Tan Wenbin called back.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I'll be back tomorrow!"

"Go to Zhoushan. The key clues are Wuxin Island and Qiu Manor. The 'Qiu' in the surname and the Zhuang in the manor. See if you can find out anything."

"Okay, I'll go tonight."

"No rush, go tomorrow and spend some time with your parents and Zhou Yunyun."

"Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhuiyuan returned to the funeral venue and continued to beat the wooden fish.

He followed the grandfather's instructions and just knocked and chanted casually without taking it seriously. Firstly, the old man Pu was not worthy of his salvation, and secondly, the old man couldn't bear it.

The boy didn't want this funeral, which could have been finished in time, to cause any strange noise because of himself.

As for the decision to send Tan Wenbin to investigate alone, it was also after careful consideration.

If Qiu Zhuang was really a wave, then giving it to him so early meant that Jiang Shui treated him with favor and respect, and the risk factor of Tan Wenbin's trip would not be high.

If Qiu Zhuang was not a wave, but just an ordinary causal contact while walking on the river, then Tan Wenbin would not be in any great danger.

There will naturally be new countermeasures in the new stage of Jiang's development. In the past, he would not let his subordinates explore the way alone.

At this time, a taxi drove up on the village road.

In the car were Park Heung-seong, his wife and daughter Park Mina.

They just came back now, so they definitely didn't go to the town clinic, but to the city hospital.

Park Mina's front teeth were leaking and her face was bandaged with gauze. Children of this age are most afraid of having their faces disfigured, as this may leave a lifelong scar.

But her fall had nothing to do with Li Zhuiyuan. If the boy was really angry and wanted to attack, she and her family would be in vain.

Li Zhuiyuan can read lips and can tell what they are saying even through the car window and the distance.

Park Mina was crying and cursing herself. Her mother was beside her, helping her daughter curse, speaking Mandarin mixed with Nantong dialect and Shanghainese. Her vocabulary was quite rich.

Everyone clearly saw that the girl fell by herself, but their family had already put the blame on themselves.

Park Heung-seong was sitting in the co-pilot seat, his eyes fixed on himself as he sat in the tent and beat a wooden fish.

The taxi stopped. Park Heung-sung paid the fare and turned to his wife and daughter in the back seat and said, "Mina, watch how Daddy helps you deal with him!"

After getting off the bus, he took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and looked at the brightness of the cigarette butt.

Then he walked quickly into the yard.

Li Zhuiyuan was currently sitting at the outermost part of the courtyard, while the rest of the people were busy with the funeral process inside.

However, after noticing that Park Heung-seong and the others had returned, Run Sheng, Xiong Shan and the others prepared to put down their work and move over.

Although they knew that ordinary people would not pose any threat to teenagers, it was their responsibility to block any threat.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand, signaling them not to come over, and they stopped.

The boy continued to sit there, casually beating the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

He knew that Park Heung-sung was protecting the lit cigarette with his hand, and when he passed by him, he would deliberately use the cigarette to burn himself, well, probably his face.

After the incident, he would probably use the excuse that the cigarette butt dropped accidentally, apologize quickly and express his willingness to pay compensation.

It's a very difficult operation to understand, but it fits his behavioral characteristics: he's cowardly, sinister, bad, and likes to pretend.

After meeting Yu Miaomiao last time, Li Zhuiyuan shifted his attention and began to analyze the idiot's thinking logic.

Park Xingsheng walked into the tent, quickening his pace. He raised his left hand, greeted Li Sanjiang, and shouted enthusiastically: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Li!"

Then, when passing by the boy, he held the burning cigarette in his right hand and pressed it hard against the boy's face.

But the expected scream did not appear. His figure had already walked over. He raised his hand and found that the cigarette was gone. Did it fall?
At this time, Li Sanjiang came over and took over from Park Xingsheng. The funeral troupe was about to finish their performance and they also had to pack up and leave.

Park Mina was full of expectations, but when she saw the boy acted as if nothing had happened, she started crying again.

While comforting her daughter, her mother was about to do it herself and picked up a stone, but she saw Lihua, who had already cleaned up the dishes, just walked over and stared at her.

Lihua has a hand that looks very hideous and withered. It is a fake hand made of straw.

Li Zhuiyuan spread out his palms, and a stubbed-out cigarette fell to the ground. Just now, he used the blood mist to condense a piece of ceramic to pick up the cigarette.

He was not angry. He had seen many ups and downs. He really couldn't get angry with such guys. They didn't deserve it.

Li Zhuiyuan struck the wooden fish seriously and recited the Heart Sutra in its original form.

Although there was no wind, the candles on the altar in the mourning hall suddenly began to shake violently.

Inside the ice coffin, Old Pu's body twitched continuously.

Old Pu had already been restricted by Xin Jiyue and could not be reborn. Li Zhuiyuan's salvation was equivalent to making the already suffocated old Pu suffer several times the torment. After his burial, the backlash to his descendants would be even more rapid and terrifying.

But this has nothing to do with Li Zhuiyuan, as he was not the one who issued the ban. When others wanted to scald him, he not only did not blame them, but he also took the initiative to beat the wooden fish and chant scriptures. This is called repaying evil with kindness.

Old man Park was buried.

The acupuncture point chosen by my great grandfather is not a lucky one, but it is not bad either.

But as soon as the body was buried, black water began to emerge from below.

Fortunately, Park Heung-seong brought his wife and children with him. Although they were in mourning, they did not feel very close to their biological father and knelt quite far away.

Li Sanjiang hurriedly ordered Runsheng and Xiong Shan to fill the soil quickly, muttering to himself: Damn it, he committed so many sins in his life, and I'm afraid that in the end, it will be blamed on his descendants.

The funeral band finished their work first, but because Li Sanjiang acted as the middleman and settled the debts quickly, they were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they packed up their own things and helped dismantle the shed and move things.

Soon, everyone packed up their things and left together.

Except for the opportunity to burn the cigarette butt, there were always people standing next to Li Zhuiyuan. Park Xingsheng cast resentful glances at him several times, but he didn't dare to really break up with him. After all, there were more people on this side, and they were strong and didn't look like easy targets. He was afraid.

On the way back, Li Sanjiang put Xiao Yuanhou sitting in the front of the car again.

The grandfather was in a good mood, so he simply paid everyone this month's wages in advance.

The money is not much, because when they come to apply for the job, the price they ask for is low and they are willing to help you if you just give them a meal.

However, Li Sanjiang would give them the market price in the form of red envelopes during festivals.

After Xiong Shan and Lihua took the money, they spat on their fingertips and began to count them carefully.

Of course, they looked down on this little bit of money, but seeing that Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu would count their wages carefully every time they received them, they followed their lead and started to learn from them.

At first, I didn't think it was a big deal. I just came to the Dragon King's gate for the sake of my son's future.

But as the work lasted longer, the couple immediately noticed something unusual. First, the corpse poison in Xiong Shan's body became increasingly mild and calm, and it never broke out again.

When Lihua gave birth to a child while traveling along the river, she was left with a hidden disease that would have plagued her for the rest of her life and would have been incurable to any medical treatment. However, she has miraculously recovered during this period.

Only then did they gradually understand why the high and mighty Dragon King's family would stay here, and why two of the Dragon King's family members, one helped with cooking and the other helped with farming.

Damn, this is simply a blessed fountain!

When we got home, it was already dusk. Aunt Liu had prepared dinner in advance and we ate together.

After dinner, Li Sanjiang went for a walk as usual. Li Zhuiyuan wanted to follow him, but was rejected by Li Sanjiang.

However, after Grandpa left, Cuicui came with her homework. She said that Grandpa Li had gone to her house to talk to her grandmother about his dreams.

Although there were many talented people in the family, my grandfather took the initiative to seek external help.

Li Zhuiyuan asked A'li to accompany Cuicui to do homework, and he went back to his room first, opened the wordless book, and used up today's deduction volume.

In the painting inside the wordless book, "The Evil Book" has turned into dry bones, sitting there, motionless.

It looks like it's about to die, but it can't die.

When she walked out of the room, she happened to see Ah Li holding a pen, writing down the answer to Cuicui's question, and then putting down the pen.

Cuicui stared at the answer for a long while, then smiled and said, "Ah, so that's how it is."

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Cuicui's homework was Olympiad math problems, which were quite difficult, and she must be preparing to participate in a competition.

After finishing her homework and it was getting late, Cuicui prepared to go home.

Li Zhuiyuan held A'li's hand and sent Cuicui home together.

Cuicui has always enjoyed the feeling of driving on the country dirt roads with her friends, like a butterfly, spinning happily. She said that she wanted to study hard like her brother Yuanhou, take part in competitions, strive to skip a grade, and get into a good university in the future.

After sending Cuicui to her home, Li Zhuiyuan's ears trembled slightly as he heard the conversation between Liu Jinxia and his grandfather in the inner room.

The conversation between the two should be coming to an end because both sides were very emotional.

Liu Jinxia: "I've said before, I don't understand what kind of fortune-transfer formation you set up, but I think that if you want to solve this problem, you can just draw the formation again and do it in reverse.

Sanjiang Hou, you are too old to endure this kind of hardship. Besides, the child is still young, it's okay."

Li Sanjiang: "I told you, this method won't work. My son is in college and doing internship now. He's doing so well. How can I possibly go back and tinker with these things again?"

Liu Jinxia: "I guess those things you tinkered with are useless."

Li Sanjiang: "What if it's of little use? I don't dare to take risks with my son. I can be buried in a coffin at any time. My life is worthless and I can't let it affect my son."

Obviously, the grandfather knew that the dream he had had was related to the luck-changing ceremony that was arranged at the beginning.

Because it was after he set up the formation that he started having that dream.

The original intention of setting up this formation was because Li Sanjiang and Liu Jinxia both noticed that after Xiao Yuanhou experienced what happened with the little yellow warbler, he began to easily see and attract dirty things. Li Sanjiang wanted to transfer all these disasters to himself so that his great-grandson could return to a normal life.

"Then I have no choice. I have tried all the methods I suggested to you before, but they didn't work."

"Forget it then. You've worked hard."

Li Sanjiang sighed, stood up and left. When he reached the dam and saw Li Zhuiyuan, he smiled again:

"Blind Liu, I'm leaving first. My little Yuanhou is here to take me home!"

After returning home, Li Sanjiang took a shower first. He was busy all day and was tired, so he went to bed early.

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the terrace until late at night.

Finally, the snoring in Grandpa's room disappeared and his breathing began to become rapid.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, opened the door and walked in.

On the bed, the old man had his hands straight up, his legs kicking against the bed, and sweat pouring down his body.

My grandfather said during the day that he had this dream every few days, but he had it last night and tonight as well. Either he was lying or things had gotten more serious.

Although my grandfather is still strong and can still hold on, if this dream continues for a long time, even a person with a healthy body will not be able to withstand it.

If I go across the river again and stay out for so long like last time, what should I do about the things at home?

It is true that the presence of Old Lady Liu and Aunt Liu can indeed play a big role, but Li Zhuiyuan knows clearly that he is the party involved in this matter.

There is no time to delay any longer. I must resolve this matter before my next river voyage. At the very least, I have to significantly reduce the frequency of my dreams.

The first thing to do is to enter the grandfather’s dream.

But forcing entry would cause mental harm to the grandfather.

Li Zhuiyuan quickly thought of a new method. When the old lady with a cat face came to his house, a zombie ran out of his grandfather's dream and fought with the old lady with a cat face in the illusion.

Since the zombies were able to come out at that time, as long as I could simulate the key elements of the original environment, I could find a chance to get in.

However, the old lady with the cat face was a dead corpse, and now he had to find an evil spirit to trigger it.

If Tan Wenbin were here, his two godsons could be used as child laborers.

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the house, came to Big Beard's house, and knocked on the window of the west bedroom on the first floor.

Soon, a cold face appeared from behind the window.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed outside.

Soon, the door opened and Xiao Yingying walked out. She was wearing white pajamas and her black hair was draped over her shoulders.

"Come with me and help me."

Xiao Yingying went back to the room, carried Benben out, went upstairs, put the child at the door of the bedroom on the second floor, and then went downstairs again.

Only then did Li Zhuiyuan realize that the Xiong Shan couple actually let their son sleep with Xiao Yingying even at night. They really treated Xiao Yingying as a nanny.

In the bedroom on the second floor.

Lihua gently poked her husband and said, "Listen to the footsteps, it's Brother Xiaoyuan coming. Should we go down and take a look?"

Xiong Shan shook his head: "Since you didn't call us, we'll just pretend we didn't know. Go and bring our son in. He's at our door."

Lihua: "No, she will come up and take her son back to sleep when she comes back, so as to save trouble."

Li Zhuiyuan took Xiao Yingying back home.

Runsheng, who was sleeping soundly in the coffin, was awakened by Li Zhuiyuan.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong?"

"Brother Runsheng, go to the west room now. No matter what happens next, both of you should stay here."

"it is good."

Without asking why, Runsheng left the coffin and went to the west room.

You have to warn your companions first, as they might really take action forcefully because they are worried about your safety. The old lady knows the seriousness of the matter and will not interfere casually.

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Xiao Yingying and said, "Let's get started. Show your true form and let out your aura of death."

Xiao Yingying raised her head. Her black hair began to become wet and water started to drip down. Her originally fair skin gradually turned pale and the aura on her body changed from cool to gloomy.

At this moment, she seemed to have turned back into the little yellow warbler walking underwater.

However, Li Zhuiyuan also noticed that she had become more proficient in controlling her own death aura.

It seems that this year, she has benefited a lot from existing in the world as a "human" with the help of the power of the person under the peach tree.

"Sing some songs to make it more lively."

The old lady with the cat face was very happy that night.

The little yellow warbler began to sing. Her voice was melodious and clear. Her singing was not standard, but it had a flavor that was unique to her.

In order to further simulate the feeling of that night, Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the large number of paper figures stored on the first floor.

The young man made hand seals and performed Nuo opera puppetry.

Paper figures are not corpses and are easier to control, but they also have little combat power. However, for now, they are just there to show off their "human presence".

Soon, all the paper figures came back to life, some were moving tables and chairs, and some were crowding forward playfully.

The old lady with the cat face held a birthday party here at the beginning, and Li Zhuiyuan is holding a fan meeting for Little Yellow Oriole today.

East room.

Ali has fallen asleep.

Liu Yumei is old and has a light sleeper, so she is used to chatting with the tablets to kill time before going to bed.

The old lady turned her head, glanced out the window, and said to herself, "What is Xiaoyuan doing?"

Then, the old lady seemed to have thought of something and turned her head to look at A-li who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Ah..." The old lady smiled and took a sip of tea, "Go and have fun, go and have fun, you young people are the ones who know how to have fun."

……

When the scene was almost ready, Li Zhuiyuan controlled a paper man holding paper flowers to go on stage to present the flowers to the little yellow warbler, and then received a hug.

After the hug, the color of the paper man became darker, as if it was imbued with the scent of death.

Li Zhuiyuan started to go negative.

Just as the boy was about to control the paper man to go upstairs to the grandfather's room, he turned his head and saw A'li standing at the door, who was also in the Yin state.

That night, A'li was there too, and tonight, A'li is here too.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't specifically knock on the door of the east room to call for help, because the two of them had a tacit understanding and he knew the girl would come out.

The boy walked over and took the girl's hand.

The paper man started to go upstairs, and Li Zhuiyuan and A'li followed behind.

Arriving on the second floor, the paper man pushed open the door of the grandfather's room and walked to the bed.

As if affected by the energy in reality, the old man was sweating more and more, and his dreams became more intense and realistic.

The paper figure reached out and grabbed the grandfather's wrist.

In an instant, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that the "dream" he had woven and the dream his great-grandfather was having were intertwined, and a crack appeared in front of him.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the girl next to him, and the girl nodded.

The next moment, Li Zhuiyuan and A'li walked into the gap together.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically, and Li Zhuiyuan successfully entered the grandfather's dream in a peaceful way.

Red palace walls, majestic gates, white steps, and a wide square.

This is the Forbidden City. He is very familiar with it because Li Lan worked here for a period of time when he was a child and he would be brought here by Li Lan.

At that time, the access control in the Forbidden City was not strict, and many palaces could be walked into and viewed up close. Unlike now, with the increasing number of tourists, most palace entrances are blocked by fences.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan moved his gaze downward, he saw an orange cat crawling lazily in the corner.

The orange cat also saw Li Zhuiyuan. It slowly stood up and walked towards the boy with graceful steps. When it got close to him, it rubbed its face back and forth on the boy's calves affectionately.

Obviously, it knew the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan also recognized him.

At that time, I would sit here many afternoons, holding it in my arms, stroking its fur while watching the tourists walking in through the palace gate in front of me.

Li Zhuiyuan bent down, picked up the orange cat, and looked into its eyes.

"Why are you in my grandfather's dream?"

The orange cat yawned and licked his lips with his tongue.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan understood.

"No, it's Grandpa, in my dream!"

(End of this chapter)