Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 29

Li Zhuiyuan slept very soundly this time. He did not dream, did not get up at night, and did not even change his sleeping position. He simply closed his eyelids and opened them again, and the long night was over.

I turned my head habitually, and as expected, the girl was sitting on the chair near the door.

But soon, Li Zhuiyuan discovered something wrong because the girl did not change her clothes.

She was still wearing the same black training suit she had worn yesterday, and the stains from working so hard were still clearly visible.

This means that the girl did not go back to the east room to sleep last night. She sat here all night.

Li Zhuiyuan roughly guessed why the girl did this, because she had overdrawn her energy yesterday and was worried that she might die suddenly while sleeping.

This reason, which is difficult to understand for outsiders, is the girl’s purest and simplest thought.

Although she had never spoken in front of him since they first met, Li Zhuiyuan found that he could understand her more and more.

He got up from the bed and walked over to the girl.

The girl's face was still delicate, without any sign of fatigue.

Maybe she used to stay up late like this often, and in her world, the concept of day and night alternation has long been blurred.

Otherwise, Liu Yumei would not have reminded herself so often to coax A'li back to the east room to sleep every night.

The girl raised her head and looked at the boy.

In her eyes, Li Zhuiyuan saw an almost complete self.

It's not like he hasn't analyzed why girls treat him differently.

It all started on the night when the old cat demon came. The girl stood on the dam, raised her head and looked at herself standing on the terrace on the second floor.

I should be the first person to walk into her dream.

This is definitely not a beautiful dream, because her eyes can see the horrific side of this world.

She was like this when she was ten years old... no, it should be earlier and younger.

It is hard to imagine how a toddler can face such an environment. Looking around, all he sees is endless ugliness and filth.

She must have cried, been afraid, and screamed, but the world did not change because of her emotions. In the end, she chose to change herself and completely isolate herself.

Symptoms such as autism, obsessive-compulsive disorder, aphasia, etc. are only external manifestations. The real internal cause is that she rejects all contact with the outside world.

Although she felt a little embarrassed, it was a fact that her appearance that night was like a ray of light suddenly appearing in the long darkness for the girl.

She was like a balcony enclosed by glass windows. She stood on the balcony, carefully contacting and sensing the outside world through herself.

Perhaps, I just happened to be temporarily carrying all her enthusiasm and expectations for this world at this moment.

But at the same time, isn't she the same way towards herself?

My mother already hates me, and my father can no longer tolerate this family. No matter whether it is Grandpa Nan or Grandpa Bei, I am not the only grandson.

But at least the girl in front of me has her eyes full of herself.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand, wanting to help Ah Li tidy up the messy hair around her ears, but the girl stretched out her hands first, hugged his neck, and then put her face on his chest.

Ever since she saw herself doing this to Li Sanjiang that day, she had memorized it and started to like it.

She has been imitating secretly, clumsy but cute.

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to reach out and pat her on the head, and continued to recite the line:

"I'll buy you whatever you want, Ari. I have money, plenty of it."

Although the line was a bit inappropriate, the girl was very satisfied.

She moved away from the boy's chest and looked at him with bright eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that she was just expressing her joy and celebrating her recovery from a serious illness.

Yes, I was so tired from staying up late yesterday that in her eyes I was sick.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled at Ah Li and said silently in his heart:

"In fact, we are both very ill."

……

I got up a little later than usual today, and everyone else had already had breakfast.

When Li Zhuiyuan took A'li's hand and went downstairs, Liu Yumei was drinking tea with her head down on the dam.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to take a closer look at Grandma Liu's expression. Anyway, it wouldn't be very pretty.

Aunt Liu set the breakfast aside and walked over with a suggestive look in her eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan understood and said to Ah Li, "Go wash up and take a bath with Aunt Liu. If you feel sleepy, go to sleep."

Ah Li turned around obediently and walked towards the east room. Aunt Liu followed her and closed the door.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down and started to have breakfast.

While they were eating, Li Sanjiang came back from the toilet at the back of the house, came up to him, bent down, took a closer look, and said, "Little Yuanhou, you look much better today than yesterday."

"Master, please sit down. I have something I want to tell you. I was too tired yesterday and didn't have time to tell you."

"Are you short of pocket money?" Li Sanjiang reached into his pocket and took out a note of a denomination that was unlikely to appear in the pocket money of a village kid, and placed it next to Li Zhuiyuan's porridge bowl. "If you are short of money, tell your grandfather. I have plenty of money."

Li Zhuiyuan was not in a hurry to take the money, but said:

"Grandpa, the night before yesterday at the Zhao family's banquet, you were not drinking alone, but with two people. One was called Brother Bao, the owner of the video hall that was investigated by the police the day before yesterday, and he is dead. The other one was called Zhao Xing, you didn't notice it in the dark, but he is the son of the Zhao family, and the funeral the day before yesterday was held for him. They are not living people, and they asked you to drink to ask for your help..."

"Etc., etc!"

Li Sanjiang interrupted Li Zhuiyuan, put his hand on his forehead, and then put his palm on his forehead to compare the temperature, wondering:
"Oh, I seem to have a fever. I'm talking nonsense."

"Grandpa, what I said is true. The two of them came to you for a drink so that they could ask you to help them get rid of a Tai Sui in a pond tank at the home of a man named Lao Jiang in Shigang Town. If you don't agree, they will come to trouble you again. You'd better be careful recently."

"Little Marquis Yuan, what you mean is that I, your great master, was drinking with two..." Li Sanjiang suddenly lowered his voice, "with two dead people that night, and we drank until midnight?"

"Ah."

"Alas, it's Grandpa's fault. I shouldn't have told you about the dream I had yesterday. It gave you nightmares last night. You dream about what you think about during the day."

"I didn't, Master. I'm telling the truth. I've prepared some things that can be used and will help you solve it when the time comes..."

"Okay, okay, I believe what you say. Come, after breakfast, I'll take you to Zheng Datong to take your temperature and give you an injection."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled and said, "Grandpa, you are not scared by the story I made up. You are amazing."

"Hey, you little sparrow, you still want to scare me, my great master. How could I not know that I was drinking with others until midnight? Marquis Runsheng didn't see it either, but you did? Your story is too flawed, and it's too unconvincing."

"Well, I'll make it better next time."

"Spend more time on studying and less time on these weird things. By the way, starting tonight, Grandpa will continue to bring you good luck."

Li Sanjiang patted the boy on the shoulder and no longer mentioned going to the clinic for the injection. Instead, he walked into the house and went upstairs. He wanted to catch up on some sleep during the day and conserve his energy.

What if I dream tonight that I am leading those zombies in the Forbidden City again?
Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head, picked up the half-eaten salted duck egg, turned it over and looked at it, muttering to himself:
"It shouldn't be like this. Why doesn't it make sense?"

"That doesn't make sense."

This is Liu Yumei's voice.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked over: "Grandma Liu, what did you just say?"

"The tea is cold. Make another pot, but use less tea leaves. I don't like tea today."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and started to make tea. He understood what Liu Yumei meant. In this family, when talking about some special things, one has to stop briefly and not speak out.

It was the kind where they played some riddles and both of them understood each other.

Liu Yumei leaned back in her chair, looked at the boy, and said:
"Do you think your grandfather is a little silly sometimes? There are some things he just can't see clearly, and some words he just can't listen to?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

"Kid, this is normal, it's what happens when people get old.

At your age, you are full of energy and have an instinctive curiosity about new things, but normal people become resistant to accepting new things when they reach middle age and will naturally become conservative.

When they get old, most of them only believe in one thing, that is to follow their previous habits, like rolling a hoop, and continue rolling until they roll into the coffin.

They tend to become very stubborn and obstinate. If you say they are wrong, they will think you are young. You say they shouldn't do that, but they have lived to this age according to their own way.

Right or wrong is not important to them. Living to old age is the best proof and a skill. Do you understand?"

"I understand a little bit, but I want to hear more."

"Oh." Liu Yumei picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Tang Yin has a poem called 'Song of Peach Blossom Cottage'. Have you read it?"

"I have read it."

"The last two sentences."

"People laugh at me for being crazy, but I hate them for not seeing through me. Remember the tombs of the heroes in Wuling, where there is no wine or flowers, but only hoeing the fields."

"Yeah, you laugh at him for not understanding, and he laughs at you for not knowing how to live."

"Mrs. Liu, are you saying that my grandfather is pretending to be hard of hearing and can't hear what is being said?"

"No, your grandfather is not as good at acting as you, little guy."

"Grandma is joking."

"What do you think of your grandfather?"

"My grandfather has a lot of stories. Sometimes I think I understand them, but sometimes I find myself lost."

"You see things too complicatedly. Think about things more simply and don't involve so many twists and turns."

"Grandma Liu, you've got me confused again."

"Your great grandfather, actually, is your great grandfather. There is nothing special about him. The only difference between him and others is that he is richer. No, he is too rich."

"Too rich?" Li Zhuiyuan began to think, what does the "money" here refer to?
"When a person has a lot of money, he tends to become arrogant, self-righteous, and unwilling to listen.

But there's nothing we can do about it, because he's rich, right?

Sometimes, if you have money, you can do whatever you want, and many things can be settled with money.

But spending money to gain connections is, after all, something that cannot be allowed to stand in the open. Sometimes even the person involved does not know where the money has gone. Anyway, when the matter develops to a certain point or link, it is inexplicably settled, and the person involved will feel that he has gotten through this difficult time in a daze.

And the people around him, time and time again, came to their senses and hated him to the core.

It’s not that I really hate it, it’s just that I can’t stand it but I can’t do anything about it. In the end, I just became numb and accepted it.”

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Grandma Liu, if I live with rich people, can I also pick up money and get rich?"

Liu Yumei looked at the boy in front of her meaningfully. She knew that the boy understood.

"Well, there's no way there's money all over the ground for you to pick up. You can only occasionally find a few cents from the corners of the dam. I don't know how long it will take to save up enough to buy a piece of candy for our Ah Li."

Li Zhuiyuan took out the banknote that the grandfather had just given him and asked, "Grandpa, don't you know you have so much money?"

"He probably just thought he had a little money, but he didn't expect that he was so rich, so rich."

"Then Master, can you take the initiative to spend this money?"

"Hehe..." Liu Yumei covered her mouth and laughed, "Your question is a bit stupid. He doesn't even know that he has so much money, so how can he take the initiative to spend it?"

“But the money was still spent?”

"Yes, it was used."

Li Zhuiyuan drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. The doubts about his great-grandfather that had been lingering in his mind were finally resolved.

The money mentioned in the conversation just now refers to luck and fortune.

People with great fortune can often turn misfortune into fortune and turn bad luck into good times.

According to Grandma Liu, to put things simply, the great grandfather was just the great grandfather, a very ordinary corpse lifter in Siyuan Village.

To some extent, Uncle Shan seems to be more professional than Uncle Tai in terms of business ability.

Therefore, when good fortune affects Taiye, it seems very strange.

Because my grandfather himself didn't really know much, and his tools were all useless shelf stuff without enough support, the so-called good luck would be difficult to justify when it was presented, and would instead become more and more excessive and outrageous.

For example, at the Niu family’s last birthday celebration, both Blind Liu and Uncle Shan were bewitched and ended up in a very miserable state, but the grandfather actually fell asleep leaning there, and was not hurt at all.

For example, during the drinking session the night before, my grandfather vomited at just the right moment and then fell asleep. The next day, he felt like he had just had a dream.

The most recent thing was just now, when I was face to face with my great grandfather. When I formally stated what happened at the dinner table the night before, my great grandfather didn't listen at all and thought I was just being naughty and making up stories.

This actually seems very unreasonable. No matter what, we should not have such an arbitrary attitude.

I can understand it once in a while, but if it happens every time, it's not just a coincidence.

So, he's hiding?

No, it was this thing that was influencing Taiye to hide and seek the safest transition.

The old man is not stupid, nor is he pretending to be stupid, but there is an invisible hand that will manipulate him at certain times, which makes his behavior look a little stupid.

Using this logic, it seems that all the things that happened before can be explained.

Why do I feel that my great grandfather is unfathomable at one moment and unreliable at another? Why do Blind Liu and Uncle Shan always show such hatred towards my great grandfather yet feel helpless? They have known my great grandfather for decades, and I am afraid that it is really as Liu Yumei said, they have become numb and accepted it.

Li Zhuiyuan found it hard to imagine that a person's fortune could be so good.

He suddenly remembered that he had calculated the fortune for his great grandfather. That was his first attempt. He used facial features to deduce the fortune, and ended up with a completely wrong prediction for his great grandfather.

That experience really hit me hard. It was the first time I experienced the frustration of learning. But what if I didn’t make a mistake in the calculation?

After all, after reading the fortunes for people like Xue Liangliang and Zhao Hequan, he quickly got the correct confirmation.

But if I wasn't wrong in my calculations for Grandpa, how great must his fortune be to completely cover up this fate... or even reverse it?
Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Then Master, have you never doubted yourself?"

Liu Yumei picked up a piece of dessert, took a bite, and replied:
"Who would actively suspect that there is something wrong with themselves just because they have lived a carefree and comfortable life without any illness or disaster, and often walk by the river without getting their shoes wet? They must dig out and reflect on the reasons why they live so smoothly. What would they do after digging out the secret? Would they change it? Is he sick?"

Li Zhuiyuan realized that he had indeed asked a very stupid question. Who would think that being lucky is a disease?

However, he soon thought of another thing: "Will this money be used for other people?"

"What do you mean, you want to pick up money too?"

"No, I'm just giving an analogy. For example, will the effect of this money affect me?"

Liu Yumei pursed her lips and her eyes flickered, she seemed to want to avoid the question.

Li Zhuiyuan continued, "There were several times when I found dirty money. My first reaction was to hide it from my grandfather and not tell him the truth. It was only after a while that I realized I shouldn't have hidden it from him. But when I really told him about the dirty money, my grandfather didn't believe it every time.

I understand now that Grandpa doesn't believe me; what about my previous reaction changes? Has this been affected?"

"Want me to tell you?"

"Yes, Grandma Liu."

"But I'm afraid you'll regret knowing it."

"how could be."

Liu Yumei gently stroked the edge of the teacup with her fingertips, her eyes fixed on the banknote the boy had just taken out:
"Some things have already been secretly marked with a price and the transaction has been completed."

Li Zhuiyuan's heart was immediately shocked, and he looked at Liu Yumei in disbelief.

Liu Yumei continued, "Tell me, since your great grandfather took you in to live with him, what is the difference between you and Runsheng's grandfather?"

Li Zhuiyuan stared at the ground in a daze, and a series of past events quickly emerged in his mind.

The old man dragged his injured body to the Niu family to earn money. In the end, he went to communicate with the old lady with a cat face, helped her design a revenge plan, and let the old lady with a cat face "die" under the old man's peach wood sword.

Taiye was invited to Jiuxu Port to exorcise evil spirits for Yingzi's grandparents, while he himself went to the river work. Then he and Xue Liangliang were infected with spots, and finally he went to the People's Hospital and met Taiye.

Next, the two key figures who actually handled the Baijia Town incident, Xue Liangliang and Uncle Qin, were both found by himself, while the grandfather just went home to take a nap.

The night before yesterday, the grandfather and those two inhuman guys drank until late at night. In the end, the grandfather thought it was a dream and Runsheng didn't see it. He was the only one who witnessed the whole thing. Then he didn't take a rest and worked overnight to make tools in preparation for counterattack.

These three things are all directly related to my grandfather, but it seems that I am the one who handled them in the end?

It seems that there is really no difference between me and Uncle Shan.

"I know, you seem to be able to see dirty money. Tell grandma when it started."

Li Zhuiyuan recalled that it started after he met the little yellow warbler... No, to be exact, it became more obvious and more intense after he led the little yellow warbler under the guidance of his great-grandfather.

In "The Righteous Path to Subdue Demons", this characteristic revealed by himself is very similar to "walking in the Yin".

Living people have too much of the aura of the underworld, so it is easy for them to get confused and go astray on the paths of the world of the living and the underworld, and see things they shouldn't see. The book also specifically notes: Those with deep thoughts are especially at risk.

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at Liu Yumei and did not answer her previous question. Instead, he asked, "So, this is why Uncle Qin wants to go back to his hometown and leave here?"

“Dirty money has to be spent somewhere. Either you keep your head down and treat yourself as an ordinary person, or you wait to be pushed out to bear the brunt of the disaster for no apparent reason.

I know what you have been reading these days. You are obsessed with dirty money."

"Grandma Liu, why did you specifically tell me all this today?"

"Because you are smart, even without a master, you can learn things surprisingly fast just by reading books. I'm afraid if I don't remind you, it won't be long before you find a way to break your great grandfather's thing."

"But why should I do this?"

"That's not something I need to worry about. I just know that you may be able to accomplish this soon. I still have to live here with A-Li, and I don't want you to ruin the scenery and atmosphere here."

"Can it be broken?"

"Yes." Liu Yumei said affirmatively, "No matter how rich you are, money is useless when you meet a real tough guy. Li Sanjiang's money is only enough to show off in this small town. This is one reason."

After a pause, Liu Yumei continued, "Old people are old and have been living according to their own rhythm. If someone disrupts this rhythm, then the old people themselves will also be disrupted. It is possible that they could have continued to live a long life, but ended up not living long. This is the second reason."

"Then I just..."

"Your grandfather is a very confused person, but you want to wake him up and force him to change his ways. This is a kind of destruction to his living habits, but you haven't succeeded yet. If you learn more knowledge, master more abilities, and show a higher level instead of just talking, you can really change him back to the right path.

So, you know what to do, right?
Old child, old child, when people get old they become just like children, you should coax him more, isn't that what you are best at?"

Li Zhuiyuan covered his face with both hands and rubbed it slowly.

Liu Yumei sipped her tea while paying attention to the boy's reaction. When the boy's hands left his cheeks, in front of her was a clean, cute face with a childlike smile.

She couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch her face, but her emotion and rationality were in obvious conflict at this moment.

"Grandma Liu, where is Brother Runsheng?"

"He went to the fields to pick peanuts early this morning. He should be back soon. What are you going to do?"

"I ordered some things, and I want Brother Runsheng to accompany me to pick them up."

"and then?"

“And then of course, go do what I’m going to do.”

Liu Yumei sat up, moved closer to the boy, and looked into his eyes carefully: "Do you want to continue doing this?"

"if not?"

"Aren't you uncomfortable, wronged, or afraid?"

"No, I just know that Grandpa really loves me."

Even though, it seemed like he was just warding off disaster for his grandfather.

But, first of all, I chose this path myself; secondly, every time I took the initiative to show my concern for my grandfather and made the decisions voluntarily, and no one forced me.

The most important thing is that the great grandfather himself didn’t understand any of this. He really loved his great-grandson very much.

So what if everything is priced and the deal is done?
He, Li Zhuiyuan, was happy to do so.

Li Sanjiang is still Li Sanjiang. Even after knowing these things, Li Zhuiyuan's attitude and perception towards his great-grandfather have not changed. No, there has been some change. He can now coax him with peace of mind, like a child coaxing an old child.

Liu Yumei tried hard to observe, she wanted to see even the slightest extra emotion on the boy's face, but she failed.

But this...how is it possible?

Even between biological parents and children, when it comes to such things, even if they don't fall out immediately, they will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

But the boy in front of him, in an instant, left only a few simplest logics and completely killed all unnecessary emotions.

This is so scary. Does this child have no emotions at heart?
"There is something I want to ask you. It's about that time when the paper figurines at home were ruined by a leak. Wasn't your great grandfather seriously injured? What did he do before that?"

Li Zhuiyuan blinked his clear eyes and shook the teapot:

"Grandma, the tea is all gone."

"Then make another pot."

"I can't drink anymore. I'm full."

Li Zhuiyuan patted his stomach, stood up and put away the tea set.

Just at this time, Runsheng came back carrying a hoe.

"Brother Runsheng, accompany me to the old carpenter's house to get something."

"okay."

Runsheng walked to the well, fetched a bucket of water to wash his feet, then pushed the cart and followed Li Zhuiyuan to the old carpenter's house.

The old carpenter had been waiting for a long time and had everything ready.

"Master, my great-grandfather said he would come to settle the wages in a while."

"It's just a bunch of bullshit wages. This is the profit from the fasting that I, an old man, give to Uncle Sanjiang in advance."

"Then you'd better find a notebook to write it down, in case you forget it after a long time. May you live a long life."

After saying this, Li Zhuiyuan bowed seriously to the old carpenter.

"Hey, you little brat, where did you learn all these tricks? You're quite sweet-tongued."

The old carpenter took out a red envelope that he had prepared long ago from his pocket and handed it to Li Zhuiyuan: "Here, use it to buy candy."

"I haven't given you any money yet, how can I have the nerve to take your money?"

"Let's put things in perspective. You came so suddenly last time that I didn't have time to prepare. It's the first time a junior comes to visit, so I should give him something. That's the rule."

"Thank you, grandpa."

Li Zhuiyuan accepted the red envelope, while Runsheng had already loaded all the things into the car.

After returning home, Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng moved their things to the second floor together.

What surprised Li Zhuiyuan was that A'li, who had taken a shower and changed her clothes, was actually waiting in his room.

Once the finished items were brought in, she naturally began to assemble them.

"Xiao Yuan, what are these? They look familiar. They seem like the things we have in our sect."

After moving the things, Runsheng squatted near the door. He couldn't get too close to A'li.

"Yes, it's the thing in the doorway." Li Zhuiyuan responded, "Brother Runsheng, please go downstairs and watch some TV, eat some incense and take a rest. I'll have to trouble you to go out with me later."

"Okay, just call me."

After Runsheng left, Li Zhuiyuan and A'li started to assemble the machine together. This was the simplest job, but also the one with the greatest sense of reward.

Soon, everything was assembled.

Ahri gently intertwined her hands and looked at what she and the boy had made together, then looked up at the desk, where there were many blank drawings.

"I will continue to draw in the future, and I will have to ask you to help me when the time comes. I am clumsy and I really can't do it without Ari's help."

The girl's eyes were so bright that they seemed to hide stars.

He gave the girl two bottles of Jianlibao and asked her to sit down and rest, while Li Zhuiyuan began to pack up his equipment.

There are six objects in total, plus four small items.

The Luosheng umbrella is black in color. The book says that it can block out miasma when opened.

The Yellow River shovel has multiple switchable uses. When Li Zhuiyuan first saw the design drawing, he couldn't help but think of the Luoyang shovel, but the two have different main attack directions. The Yellow River shovel is mainly used to deal with wet and muddy areas underwater and near the water.

The seven-star hook can be extended into seven sections and is used by corpse lifters to hook dead bodies in the water. However, each section has a special design, symbolizing the Big Dipper, which can be used to counter different states of the dead body.

Next are the soul-returning basket and the homesickness net. These two plus the seven-star hook above are actually the same ones in Grandpa’s stuff, but the interior is completely different from Grandpa’s stuff.

The things of the old man can only catch the floating fish that cannot move. It is impossible to tie up the real moving dead fish.

The last piece is the Sanqing Fan, which has a great reputation. Li Zhuiyuan carved runes on each fan blade according to the requirements in the book, and then added various prepared materials to the bottom of the embedded grooves.

The main purpose of this thing is to hit yourself.

When encountering a deceptive person like the old lady with the cat face who is good at bewitching people, just use the fan to pat your face or head, and then open the secret button as needed to release the special powder mist to quickly wake yourself up from the illusion.

The four small items are a specially made black dog blood ink pad, a black canvas, a Bagua plate and a stack of talisman paper drawn by Li Zhuiyuan himself.

There is a layer inside the black canvas, which is filled with wood flower curls, but each piece of wood flower curl has a special texture, which is carved out piece by piece by Ah Li with a small carving knife; when dealing with the dead soul, you can wrap it around yourself or try to cover it on the head of the dead soul. The former can play a protective effect against evil spirits, and the latter can kill the dead soul. Anyway, that's what the book says.

The Bagua plate was rather crude, made of wood, without any patterns or decorations, and not high-end at all. The needles inside were sharpened by Li Zhuiyuan himself. He tested it and found it was inaccurate.

But it was not very accurate, so Li Zhuiyuan only needed to correct it by mental calculation.

As for the stack of talisman paper, Li Zhuiyuan was the least confident. It was his first time trying to draw this, and there was a high probability that it would be useless.

And even if it works, do I have to run to the dead man, jump up on tiptoe and stick it to his forehead?
Li Zhuiyuan pressed his fingertips on the talisman paper and drew it outwards. A piece of talisman paper floated one meter away, then turned around and floated back, and fell to the ground behind Li Zhuiyuan.

The effect is not as good as playing cards.

First test whether the talisman paper you drew has any effect. If it has even a little effect, next time find something made of material similar to playing cards to draw on it.

But no matter what, this set of utensils and small items is complete.

Next, we will test their effects.

Li Zhuiyuan went out to call Runsheng to come up. He wanted to give Runsheng a few things to use, such as the Seven-Star Hook and the Yellow River Shovel. Only people with great strength could really use these two things. Even if they had no special additional effects, Runsheng could use them to beat people to death.

A'li, who stayed in the house, bent down and picked up the talisman paper on the ground.

Place the talisman paper on the palm of your right hand, press the index finger of your left hand on the talisman paper, and make a stroke with your fingertips.

"Whoosh!"

The talisman paper flew out and stuck neatly in the center of the door frame.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan brought Runsheng in. In order to keep a distance from Runsheng, A'li simply took off her shoes and got on the bed.

The girl sat on the corner of the bed, hugging her knees, and watched the boy explain the functions and uses of the tools to Runsheng.

After listening to the explanation and practicing it himself, Runsheng was shocked and said, "Xiaoyuan, many of these things my grandfather also has, but they only look like yours, but there is a big difference."

“Mine should be the most professional.”

"I feel it, it's good stuff, it's really good stuff."

Runsheng has experience in corpse recovery and has actually worked with the dead. He feels that anything that is comfortable for him must be convincing.

"Let's go, Brother Runsheng, let's find a place to test it out."

"it is good!"

Let’s not talk about anything else for now. Brother Bao and Zhao Xing, those two guys, were accomplices and actually dared to come to my house to threaten me. Then I will go find them and settle this account first.

Runsheng went down first, carrying the things. Before they were assembled, the parts were not easy to carry all at once. Now he could carry all the equipment by himself.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the bedside and said to Ah Li, "I'm going out for a while. Ah Li, go back to your room and have a good sleep, okay?"

After giving the instructions, Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the bedroom.

After the boy left, A'li lay down on the bed and obediently began to sleep well.

When Li Zhuiyuan passed by Li Sanjiang's bedroom, the door happened to be open. The old man was rubbing his eyes. He had just taken a nap and was planning to take a shower and then go back to sleep.

"Xiao Yuanhou, are you going out?"

"Well, Grandpa, Brother Runsheng and I are going out to play."

"Oh, go out and play." Li Sanjiang habitually reached into his pocket. Although he always put his children's studies first, he never had the heart to refuse his children's request to play.

"Grandpa, you gave me pocket money this morning."

"Then take some more." Li Sanjiang took out the change from his pocket. Most villagers seldom put large bills in their pockets as it is inconvenient to spend money.

"Thank you, Master."

"Hey, why are you so polite?"

Before Li Sanjiang could finish his words, he found himself being hugged around the waist, with the boy's face pressed against his stomach with his eyes closed.

Li Sanjiang reached out and touched the boy's head, wondering, "What's wrong with you?"

"Grandpa, you are so kind."

"Haha, okay, okay, I'll go back to the house and get you a few whole ones."

"No, Master, that's enough. I'm going out to play."

"Remember not to come back too late, you have to change your luck at night."

"I understand, Master."

After waving goodbye to Li Sanjiang and walking down the stairs, Li Zhuiyuan regained his composure.

When he faced Liu Yumei in the morning, he did not tell lies, because he only needed to know that the grandfather was truly kind to him, and the rest did not matter.

To put it bluntly, if I really care about this, then what is the essential difference between me and the three brothers and sisters of the Niu family?
Furthermore, there was one thing that Li Zhuiyuan deliberately concealed from Liu Yumei.

Grandma Liu lives here and describes herself as someone who picks up coins in corners and crevices. So isn't it the equivalent of a large remittance if Grandpa brings good luck to her?
If the old lady knew about this, she would probably be so angry that she would pass out.

People tend to cherish life more as they get older, and they also tend to be more afraid of death as they get older.

The grandfather was so old, but he was willing to shorten his life to change his luck. This alone was enough for Li Zhuiyuan, as a junior, to do anything for him.

I have never been forced to get involved. I always take the initiative, so there is no resentment.

When he reached the last step of the stairs, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly stopped. He suddenly thought of the "Jinsha Luowen Sutra" that he had seen in his great-grandfather's bedroom.

At that time, I discovered that the battle formations drawn by my great-grandfather were somewhat different from those in the book.

Therefore, if Grandpa is very skilled in the art, draws very accurately, and maximizes the effect of the formation, and directly transfers the luck to myself, with Grandpa's fortune so strong that it can even change my own destiny... then won't I be bursting?
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

That is, even the Qin family members try to avoid him for fear of provoking his good fortune to backfire?

"Huh... so dangerous."

But thinking about it the other way around, wasn't I also blessed by Grandpa's good luck? If I hadn't lived with Grandpa, how could I have discovered so many good books in the basement, and how could I have met A'li?
Ever since I got to know A-li, the cold and detached feeling in my heart has appeared less and less frequently.

"Benefits and blessings rely on, and blessings and misfortunes fall."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. He didn't plan to think about these things anymore. He just wanted to be happy and be himself.

When we reached the dam, Runsheng had already ridden out on a tricycle with all the equipment placed on the tricycle and covered with plastic sheeting.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Runsheng was fiddling with the bell. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the thing in his hand before, but now that he saw something good, he had the urge like a wild boar to taste the bran.

Li Zhuiyuan got on the tricycle.

Liu Yumei and Aunt Liu stood at the entrance of the dam.

"Xiaoyuan, don't blame me for being nosy. I just want to remind you one last time: think it over carefully. If you go there, there's no way back."

Li Zhuiyuan patted Runsheng on the back:
"Brother Runsheng, let's go, don't look back, just ride forward!"

"Okay, sit tight!"

……

"Xiaoyuan, didn't you say you were going to Shigang? Why did you ask me to ride here first?"

"Brother Runsheng, wait for me at the door. I'll go in and find someone."

Li Zhuiyuan got off the tricycle, walked into the police station, asked questions along the way, and found Tan Yunlong's office.

At this time, Tan Yunlong was dozing off in his office chair with his eyes closed. His face was greasy, probably because he had stayed up too late.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan walked in, he immediately opened his eyes, and the familiar feeling of being watched by an eagle came over him again.

"Is that you, kid?"

"Ah."

"How did you find my office?"

"I asked someone."

"Do you know my name?"

"I asked where the policeman with long, thick eyebrows that were a little slanted and looked scary when he glared was, and they all understood."

"Hahahaha..." Tan Yunlong laughed, "Okay, little friend, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"If anything happens, I'll report it."

……

As soon as he walked out of the police station, Li Zhuiyuan turned around and faced the plaque.

Then he stretched out his arms, walked forward, and hugged the plaque tightly.

The window of the guard room was opened, and an elderly auxiliary police officer looked out and asked, "Little boy, what are you doing?"

“I want to be a policeman when I grow up.”

"Okay, okay, it's good to be a policeman, haha, good boy."

The old auxiliary police officer didn't say anything else. He lit a cigarette and watched the boy quietly continue to hold the plaque.

After holding her for a long time, Li Zhuiyuan finally let go.

I guess that's enough, right?
He lowered his head and saw that his clothes and pants were covered with a thick layer of plaque dust.

After hesitating for a while, Li Zhuiyuan decided not to take pictures of them and keep them.

Then he got on Runsheng's tricycle.

Lao Jiang's house is easy to find. It is a self-built villa on the edge of the town. It has five floors and a large walled courtyard outside, with a pond and rockery inside.

In this era, it can be considered quite luxurious.

Runsheng picked up the Yellow River shovel and said, "Xiaoyuan, come on, let's charge in!"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng with some doubt. Seeing that he was not joking, he quickly reached out and grabbed Runsheng's wrist:

"No, Brother Runsheng, it's like having a banquet. We don't sit in the first batch. We wait for the second batch, because we are not dealing with humans."

"Who will take the lead, and who will deal with those people?"

The voice just fell,

far away,

A siren sounded.

(End of this chapter)