Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 293

Zhao Yi spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth, stepped on it with the sole of his shoe, then raised his hands and patted both sides of his face. The pats were not heavy, but quite loud.

"Mr. Li, I have discovered that the Yin family is really willing to give face to me, Old Zhao."

"Once is strange, twice is familiar."

"Hey, don't mention it, I really feel that way. After I die, I must have these experiences engraved on my tombstone to show off. Do you think that when the time comes, will the ghosts passing by be scared and kowtow to me?"

"The ancestral tomb of the Zhao family in Jiujiang, can a little ghost enter it casually?"

"When I leave Jiang and finish my job as the head of the Zhao family, I will change the customs. I will kill those old people who never died before, and all the Zhao family members in the future will be cremated by me."

"Oh."

“It’s not that I’m extreme. As a descendant, the closer I get to my ancestors, the more guilty I feel.

By the way, Mr. Li, don’t forget the Zhao Family Secret Art that I gave you. Practice it more. I have had the opportunity to experience it this time. The stronger it is, the more useful it is.”

Li Zhuiyuan raised his left hand, and as his fingertips lightly shook, a blue light continued to flow, crystal clear and extremely pure.

"I know."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't ask."

"what!"

"Besides, do you need outsiders to persuade you to practice your own skills more?"

"You won. Fortunately, our ancestors died a long time ago. If they hadn't died like the emperor, we don't know who they would consider as their direct descendants after seeing you and me."

"They are the kind of beings that can sense blood."

“But they’ll play dumb.”

Li Zhuiyuan took out three incense sticks, bent down, stuck them on the river bank, and flicked them with his fingertips, and the incense burned spontaneously.

Zhao Yi: "For example, Mr. Zhai, I have been flattering him for so long, but it is not as effective as you. You clearly played dumb in front of him and deceived him, but he didn't care. Instead, he was very happy. This is really unfair."

"You're using the wrong method of flattery."

"Ok?"

"When you were in town, you should have taken your university textbooks to ask him questions about your major, and then told him that after you paid off your debts from the sports car and made some money, you would go back to school to take the college entrance exam or go on to study for an adult education."

"What a fool~"

"You ask about people's health, cook soup and give medicine, run errands and transport corpses... What do you want people to think of you?"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?
stop!
You don’t need to answer this question, it must be ‘you didn’t ask’ again.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't need to tell you this, you actually understand it."

Zhao Yi: "What do I know?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "On the first night in the town, it was raining and you were on guard on the roof. Below you was the room of Mr. Zhai and his family. I was in the room and heard you flipping through the pages of a book.

Knowing that Luo Gong would also come to Fengdu this time, Brother Binbin and Ayou also brought a few books in their backpacks for last-minute preparation. You looked through their backpacks.

"Mr. Li, are you a human being? The wind and rain were so loud that night. I know you have good hearing, so I turned the pages carefully. How could you hear it so clearly?"

"I couldn't hear it clearly, but the next day I went to the truck and looked through the backpacks of Brother Binbin and Ayou, and found that there was moisture on the pages of the book."

"Mr. Li, why are you so wary of me?"

"I'm on guard against you? You knew that Mr. Zhai had a special identity earlier than I did, but you deliberately didn't tell me in advance."

"Have you ever had a nightmare? A nightmare in which your entire family dies suddenly, their souls line up to go to the underworld, or you are crushed to death by two huge lazy dogs?

After being worried and frightened for a long time, it is inevitable that one will become a little more sensitive. Besides, I didn’t expect him to be the one at first. I just instinctively felt that he might be a little unusual.

Considering that this wave is of such a high standard, if you come across something related to your profession along the way, there is a high probability that there will be stories to tell.

But you are different. Although you are afraid of that guy, deep down you are actually fearless because you know that you are favored and you understand how much those old men like you.

The most important thing is that you were in a state of overdraft during those two days. You couldn't see clearly and your perception was greatly reduced. Didn't you notice it quickly afterwards?"

"You still haven't explained why you didn't tell me in advance."

"If I were really sure, would I use the wrong method?"

"You were the one who didn't dare to gamble for the highest return, so you had to settle for the next best thing and bow your head to apologize. You have achieved your goal."

Zhao Yi was still playing with the pair of walnuts in his hands, which was the most obvious sign of profit. This meant that the incident had been exposed.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Yi took a deep breath and said:
"Mr. Li, could you step in a different direction next time? You stepped on me too many times and it hurts every time."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. All the coffins on the river ahead had floated up. The young man walked forward and waded into the river.

Zhao Yi followed behind, looking at the boy's back, his mouth constantly changing its shape and speaking silently.

The first coffin looks very familiar, it is in the style of Yin Meng's craftsmanship.

Li Zhuiyuan put his palm on it, chose the right angle, and applied a little force. With a "creaky" sound, the coffin lid slid open.

Zhao Yi glanced at the middle and said, "Yin Meng's grandfather hasn't come back yet."

The coffin was empty, with only a pool of thick fluid remaining inside, which had a very pure smell.

Li Zhuiyuan: "So he has something else to do besides reminding me."

"For example, go see your granddaughter." Zhao Yi blinked, "Don't get too close to the guesthouse or you'll get smashed by Ah You's mace."

"Ayou would not be so impulsive if he knew that Yin Meng's grandfather had passed away."

"I'm making an advance disclaimer for Ah You."

Li Zhuiyuan swam to another coffin. This coffin was more difficult to open. After exerting force, black gas overflowed from the gap.

This means that the corpse inside has already died and the coffin is filled with corpse odor.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Come and smell it."

Zhao Yi leaned over and took two breaths through the gap in the coffin. After the black air entered his nose, he lifted his clothes and two drops of black blood flowed out from his heart, and the corpse poison was discharged from his body.

"The quality of the dead body is not exaggerated, but there is a special blessing on it, which should be related to the Yin family's ancestral tomb."

It was an ordinary death, but it was definitely not an ordinary fighting power.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You estimate how long it will take to open the coffins here and head to Ghost Street."

"You can calculate faster than me, why don't you calculate it yourself?"

“I should save money.”

"Okay, I'll do it."

On the water surface, the further back the coffin is, the thicker the corpse smell is, and the higher the rank it reflects. After all, the Yin family is getting weaker with each generation, and entering the ancestral tomb is like a car getting on a ferry, the first car to get on the boat stops inside, and the last car to get off is the one at the end.

After confirming the situation, Li Zhuiyuan returned to the shore and said as he dealt with his wet clothes:
"I will leave three blood incense sticks here, and you leave a puppet. I will time the Yin family to rush to Ghost Street."

"The puppets I left behind may not be able to perform the sacrificial ceremony."

"Your puppet functions like incense, it's a prop, used to say something sarcastic."

"Good good."

Li Zhuiyuan took out three new incense sticks, soaked them with the blood mist from his right hand, and then threw them into the water.

As the three incense sticks sank, all the coffins on the river also sank. They did not go back, but just hid.

In any case, if someone passed by and saw the densely packed coffins floating on the river, it would be really scary.

Of course, when they completely break out of the coffin, the collective aura formed by a group of dead people is enough to form miasma, and ordinary people will not notice it even if they pass by them.

Zhao Yi folded a paper man and threw it by the river.

Li Zhuiyuan walked back, Zhao Yi stretched his waist and did a chest expansion movement, curiously asked:

"Mr. Li, you are obviously more noble than me, but why do you always gamble more than me and are more willing to risk your life?"

“Whether your status is noble or not does not depend on what others think, but on whether you think you are noble or not.”

"So you think you're cheap?"

“Because I think I am expensive, I always want to gamble for the best return.”

The corners of Zhao Yi's mouth twitched, and he said self-deprecatingly: "Well, it turns out that I think I am cheap."

I walked back a short distance, turned a corner, and saw the taxi I took on the way here on an open space on the next slope.

The driver was not in the car, but at the river bend below, watching two people who were fishing.

The fishermen who came here had a rich harvest, having caught many fish in a row. The frequency of the fish biting the bait was so fast, the arc of the rod was so beautiful, and the wrestling was so exciting... The driver next to them was so jealous that his face turned red and he scratched his ears.

In fact, it was because Li Zhuiyuan had summoned so many coffins upstream before. The large amount of dense corpse gas stimulated the fish in the river. The number of fish in the downstream river bend was suddenly many times more abundant than before, and there was no need to make a nest at all.

The driver walked back and saw Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi standing next to the car. His eyes lit up immediately and he ran over and shouted:
"Going back to the county town?"

"Yes, the guest house when we came here."

"Walk."

After getting into the car, there was no need for Mandarin to urge or stimulate the driver this time. His face had turned red and even purple. He couldn't wait to go back to his home in the county town to get his fishing gear and have a good time.

Zhao Yi had just sat in the car and before he could close the door, the driver stepped on the accelerator.

The car was speeding along at a faster speed than when it came here. Zhao Yi had to put his hand on the shoulder of the young man beside him, ready to take Li away in time if the car overturned.

Fortunately, we had a safe journey. The driver settled the fare in advance before we reached our destination. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand and took the money and gave the change with the other hand, all in one go.

Zhao Yi: "It will be too late for him to return, the fish will recover, but at least he is happy during the journey."

Li Zhuiyuan ignored Master Zhao's lyrical expression and walked towards the guesthouse.

There are a lot more security guards at the entrance of the guesthouse, and there are several police cars parked inside and outside. Identity verification is now required when entering and leaving.

However, the process is not strict. People like Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi, who have been in and out several times and are familiar with the place, can go in directly.

But as soon as he stepped into the gate, Li Zhuiyuan stopped.

After Zhao Yidu took two steps forward, he also stopped.

The two of them began to retreat tacitly until they reached the "railway line" on the ground behind the gate.

The young man started to walk in the dark, and Zhao Yi was spinning between life and death.

The originally normal guesthouse appeared in two different perspectives in the eyes of the two people.

From one perspective, it looks normal, but from another perspective, it looks dark and dead.

Zhao Yi: "Who set up the formation? It shouldn't be that fast."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It is the individual who changes the surrounding situation from the inside out."

Zhao Yi: "Mr. Zhai?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's better for him."

Even though they knew there was something wrong with the guesthouse in front of them, the two still chose to enter. However, the way to enter was not by walking in a straight line, but by stepping on a specific direction.

This behavior was a bit strange, but soon, the security guards and people coming in and out disappeared, and no one cared.

There were originally two stone lions at the entrance of the guesthouse hall, but now they have been replaced by two statues of waiters.

They all hold one hand upright in front of the body, and the other arm swings sideways to guide people inward.

Zhao Yi: "The guesthouse is a good place for meetings and receptions...but the level of this meeting seems a bit high."

Li Zhuiyuan walked up the steps and was about to enter the house when he saw a white dog lying on the carpet at the door.

My own Xiao Hei is a standard five-black dog template, with thick bones and shiny fur. The white dog in front of me is the complete opposite of my own Xiao Hei.

It has a slender body and lies there licking its paws and grooming its hair, revealing a kind of elegance and grace.

However, to be honest, Li Zhuiyuan felt that comparing his own Xiao Hei with this person was a bit too insulting to the white dog.

Zhao Yi stared directly at the white dog, and the gap between life and death on his chest began to spin instinctively.

As soon as they made contact, Zhao Yi's eyes turned white. He hurriedly closed the gap between life and death, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Just now, he was about to investigate the dog, but his mind was filled with countless images, things that had happened and things that had not happened, all kinds of thoughts, extremely messy.

In other words, he could still hold on. If it were anyone else, they would have gone crazy at that moment.

The white dog continued to groom its fur leisurely, as if it was really just a dog concentrating on doing its own thing.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to move forward.

There was also a flash of white in the boy's eyes.

Endless distracting thoughts seemed to be looking into one's heart, madly impacting one's consciousness.

The only difference between him and Zhao Yi was that Li Zhuiyuan did not choose to resist and digest it, but threw all these distracting thoughts into the fish pond deep in his consciousness.

"Crashing... crashing..."

It was like a waterfall falling from the sky. The young fish in the pond danced excitedly in the face of such overwhelming wealth.

Whiteness attached to the boy's eyes, but the boy still moved forward.

At this time, the white dog finally stopped clawing.

It turned its head and looked at the boy who was walking towards it. Its originally dull dog eyes gradually became playful, as if it saw a very interesting pet toy.

It raised its paw towards Li Zhuiyuan, and at the same time, black chains appeared and trapped it.

This is not Li Zhuiyuan's work. The boy is just moving forward and has not done anything yet.

It must be the environment here that restrains the white dog and prevents it from running wild.

When the owner is talking inside, the dog is not allowed to enter and can only guard the door outside.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to move forward.

Although the white dog was suppressed, its paws were still raised. Obviously, although it was restricted by the rules here, it was still able to exercise its power as a watchdog.

Zhao Yi has recovered and is following the young man silently.

His legs were longer than Li Zhuiyuan's, but his steps were very small. In short, he kept the boy tightly in front of him to protect him.

Every step he took was silent, like a cat's walk.

Young Master Zhao's left eye was filled with excitement, while his right eye was filled with anxiety.

Of course he knew who was inside, and he also roughly guessed the identity of the white dog.

Zhao Yi was afraid, but also more looking forward to it.

The white dog's claws finally pointed at Li Zhuiyuan.

The boy also raised his hand and pointed at it.

The Twelve Decrees of Fengdu - Kneel down and listen to the announcement.

The black chains on the white dog instantly tightened, and it fell to the ground, with the bottom of its mouth pressed tightly against the tile surface, unable to move.

At this moment, there was no longer arrogance and mockery in its eyes, but full of anger.

As a dog, it now feels that it has been deeply offended by a person!
Lord Baihe suggested to the young man in Ghost Street that morning that he could start setting up the formation, and the young man responded: This is Fengdu.

The same applies here.

That person is coming.

The man who came here was not here to visit the guesthouse, but to look for someone.

The meeting of two "god-like" beings, even if it is just a contact of consciousness, is enough to profoundly change the surrounding environment and even create a barrier that belongs to them alone.

The white dog was relying on that person to act like a bully at the door.

The same goes for Li Zhuiyuan.

The difference is that the white dog is a mount and Li Zhuiyuan is the inheritor, so the degree to which they borrow the power of the backers behind them varies.

This time, Li Zhuiyuan chose to stand on the side of the emperor because he believed that he could rely on his status as a real but unnamed inheritor to gain great convenience in Fengdu.

Indeed, all these conveniences came from the tacit approval of the emperor. At least, the emperor could not object and had to allow the young man to exploit this loophole.

If the emperor objects... then the game cannot be played, and Li Zhuiyuan will have no reason to continue standing on the emperor's side.

Unlike Zhao Yi who first offended the emperor and then came with the intention of apologizing, Li Zhuiyuan admitted that he had taken advantage of the emperor a lot, so he should return part of the responsibility.

If you don’t want it, then I… won’t return it.

The boy didn't go around it, but stepped directly over the white dog.

The white dog's body was shaking, with fangs exposed at the corners of its mouth, but it could do nothing.

Then, the white dog's gaze fell on Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi was hesitating.

To cross it would be to commit suicide.

But if I don't get over it, I will suddenly sit up when I sleep at night, hold my head and cry out in regret.

Soon, Zhao Yi made up his mind. It was just as what Mr. Li said, the first time is new, the second time is familiar, and in the end it is more important to enrich his epitaph.

Zhao Yi raised his leg and stepped over the white dog.

This time, the white dog showed even stronger anger than when the young man stepped over him before!
Because the boy could use the power here to suppress him, even though the white dog was angry, he still acknowledged that the boy was "equal" to himself.

But who the hell is this guy whose heart is leaking air? How dare he come and step on me?

The white dog's head is bulging, as if it is about to grow horns, and tiger stripes are gradually appearing on its face. Only dog ​​ears are retained, and the dog's claws are showing a tendency to turn into hooves.

But it was really suppressed. There was no room for it to act rashly in the conversation with its master. The special changes that had just appeared soon disappeared again.

"Hey, you really look down on others!"

Zhao Yi stepped over, then stepped back, and then stepped over again.

At first, Li Zhuiyuan stood inside the door and waited for a while. Seeing that Zhao Yi was becoming more and more playful, the boy stopped waiting and walked inside.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yi didn't dare to continue crossing the dog fence and immediately followed.

He didn't know whether the suppression of the dog could continue after Mr. Li walked away.

Jogging to catch up and get on par with him, Zhao Yi sniffed and said:

"You said that if I engraved these experiences on the tombstone, would the descendants of the Zhao family see them when they visit the tomb? Would they think I was bragging?"

"That depends on how awesome you are in the future." "Yeah."

Li Zhuiyuan went upstairs and prepared to go to Mr. Zhai's room.

As soon as I reached the second floor, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs on the third floor.

Zhao Yi recognized the owner of the footsteps.

"Ah Friend?"

Li Zhuiyuan did not go up to the third floor, but continued to walk towards Mr. Zhai's room.

"It's not appropriate for me, an outsider, to sit in on the class. So, I'll go find Ah You."

Zhao Yi walked upstairs.

This time it was not that Zhao Yi was scared and couldn't afford the gamble, but what happened at the door before had already shown that his status here was not equal to that of Mr. Li.

The man with the surname Li can go and eavesdrop... or listen in. If he is discovered, there will be people to protect him. If he goes, he will most likely be killed.

At this time, Lin Shuyou was very anxious.

He originally carried two thermoses and went downstairs to boil water.

As a result, he encountered a dilemma.

A former chief official and current True Lord, even after opening his vertical pupils, was still trapped in a ghost wall.

Lin Shuyou found it incredible.

"What the hell is this?"

The boy, who usually talked a lot, fell silent.

However, a big improvement over the past is that although He Himself remained silent, He did not restrict Lin Shuyou from using the power of the True Lord.

Lin Shuyou was on the stairs, going up and down again and again, and he couldn't leave this area no matter what.

"Hey, you're exercising here?"

The moment the sound rang out, Lin Shuyou used the two thermos bottles in his hands as weapons and pointed them at the three eyes that suddenly appeared.

It was obvious that Ayou was doubting whether the three eyes in front of him were real.

"Heh." Zhao Yi smiled, but because he was afraid that Ayou would really attack him, he didn't move forward.

"Come on, Ah You, follow me, I will take you out."

Zhao Yi waved his hand, signaling Ayou to follow him.

Lin Shuyou hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

then,

The third floor, the third floor, and the third floor again. After walking up nearly a dozen flights of stairs, it was still the third floor.

Zhao Yi touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

Lin Shuyou let down his guard and said, "Three Eyes, it's really you."

Zhao Yi: "I am not Zhao Yi. I am an illusion trying to deceive you."

Lin Shuyou: "Is Brother Xiaoyuan back?"

Zhao Yi: "Everything you see is false. I do not exist."

Lin Shuyou put the thermos on the ground, sat down on the steps, and turned his back completely to Zhao Yi, completely defenseless.

"Well, let's wait for Brother Xiaoyuan to come and pick me up. You should sit down and have a rest instead of climbing."

Zhao Yi lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled smoke rings from his chest through his clothes and spread along his neck.

Then, Zhao Yi pinched an orchid with his left hand, frowned slightly, and changed his gesture. He made it up himself, mainly because he didn't know what the Peach Blossom Finger looked like.

My body has undergone a lot of changes recently, but I haven't had time to catch up with the changes.

Lin Shuyou sniffed and smelled the scent of peach blossoms. He turned around and looked behind him, and saw Zhao Yi picking a peach petal from his clothes and holding it in his mouth.

The next moment, Zhao Yi's figure disappeared from the spot.

Lin Shuyou immediately stood up and shouted, "Three Eyes, give me one!"

At the same place, a piece of peach blossoms fell down.

Obviously, before he escaped and left, Zhao Yi did not forget to lend a hand to Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou picked up the peach petals, pursed his lips, put them in his mouth, then walked upstairs and actually walked out of the stairs.

Zhao Yi leaned against the wall of the corridor, folded his arms, and waited for him.

"Well, your brother Yi is not necessarily worse than your brother Xiaoyuan."

“It’s just that the price is a bit high.”

"Flowers bloom and fall, what's the point of talking about price or no price?"

Zhao Yi turned around and walked inside.

When passing by Tan Wenbin's room, he reached out and pushed open the door.

I saw Tan Wenbin inside, groping towards the door little by little. His speed was very slow and he took small steps, but his direction was correct.

The characteristics of the facial features of the spirit beast allow Tan Wenbin to still have a way even in this environment.

Lin Shuyou wanted to go into the room to help Brother Bin, but was stopped by Zhao Yi, who gestured to Ayou to look at the dividing line of the room door.

"Three Eyes, give Brother Bin a piece of peach blossom."

"He can come out by himself, but it will take him a little longer."

"Wouldn't it be faster to give her a piece of peach blossom?"

"Do you really think I'm selling peaches?"

Zhao Yi continued to move forward. In fact, what he really needed to check was the room where Yin Meng and Run Sheng were, and Liang Yan and Liang Li were also in it.

Push open the room door.

There are five people inside.

Liang Yan and Liang Li fell in the corner, with several cuts on their shoulders. They were still breathing and their lives were not in danger.

A dead old man was standing beside the bed. He was in a terrible condition, with severe injuries and pus oozing out of his body.

I have to say that in this special and suppressed environment, the Liang sisters were able to cause damage to the dead beast, which was really outstanding, and the sisters themselves were in very poor condition.

Zhao Yi frowned slightly.

Taking the initiative, whether for self-protection or to protect Runsheng and Yin Meng on the bed, the motivation is worthy of recognition and the courage is even more worthy of praise.

But the problem is, if they were a little smarter, they should have realized that this dead thing came in... not to harm anyone.

This is Yin Meng’s grandfather. He crawled out of the coffin and came here to visit his granddaughter. Why are you two trying to stop him?

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Yi sighed in his heart: What a pair of stupid girls.

But in other words, if these two were really smart, Zhao Yi might not really care about them, and their stupidity would lose its effect of making people feel sorry for them.

The dead man placed his hands on Yin Meng's shoulders and pulled Yin Meng outward, allowing her to gradually break away from the peach wood stick that had pierced her and Run Sheng.

Yin Meng's eyes slowly opened, and without Runsheng's help to suppress them, the haze in her eyes reappeared.

However, under the current circumstances, all extraordinary actions were restrained, and the haze in Yin Meng's eyes was quickly cleared.

After they were completely free from the peach wood stick, the first one to lie down was Runsheng. He was seriously injured, but he had to keep going. Now, he finally got relief and began to snore.

Blood was flowing out of Yin Meng's wound. The old man covered it with his hand and blocked the wound. The effect was very good, but it was not beautiful.

Of course, you can't expect to take aesthetics into consideration while performing first aid on a dead body.

After doing all this, the dead hand gently stroked Yin Meng's face.

Yin Meng felt that her dream had changed. It was no longer the endless confinement of the cold pond, but a return to her childhood when her grandfather was still healthy.

My father is missing, my mother has left, and my grandfather is busy making coffins and recovering bodies, so he is very busy during the day.

At dusk, when grandpa came back with his tools, he saw little Yin Meng on Ghost Street, putting his fingers in his mouth and following two children holding marshmallows.

The two children ignored her and just talked to each other and ate marshmallows. Yin Meng took the initiative to chat with them and looked at the marshmallows in their hands from time to time.

As parents, what they hate the most is to see their own children following other children.

Grandpa waved to Yin Meng and called out, "Meng Meng!"

"grandfather!"

Yin Meng ran towards her grandfather happily.

Grandpa took Yin Meng's hand and took him to a shop on the street. He took out money and asked the shop owner to make a bigger marshmallow for his granddaughter.

After finishing, Grandpa took it and handed it to Yin Meng.

"Come, Mengmeng, take it and eat it."

Yin Meng took the marshmallow, and the huge color blocked her face.

But for a long time, the marshmallow didn't move, which meant she hadn't eaten it yet.

Grandpa curiously pushed Marshmallow away gently. Behind him, little Yin Meng was in tears.

"My dear, why are you crying? Eat it quickly, or the wind will blow it away."

Yin Meng could no longer control herself and burst into tears:
"Wow! Grandpa, I shouldn't have treated you as a burden when I was taking care of you. I shouldn't have sold the shop at home. I was wrong, I was wrong!"

On the day his grandfather passed away, apart from the sadness, Yin Meng felt a sense of relief and gratitude. Then he sold the goods in the shop at a discount without hesitation and sold the shop.

She followed Brother Xiaoyuan to Nantong, not only because of her grandfather's "last words", but more because she wanted to escape.

Grandpa smiled.

"My dear cried like a big cat."

Grandpa reached out to wipe away his granddaughter's tears.

In reality, in the guesthouse room, Yin Meng was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and Si Dao was helping her wipe them away.

Knowing that he was dirty and covered in dirt, he deliberately used his fingernails to slowly and gently scrape away her tears.

I was afraid of dirtying her eyes, and even more afraid of hurting her.

Yin Meng was still crying in the dream.

Then, she was held in her grandfather's arms and patted on the back gently:
"Our Meng Meng has suffered. It's not easy for our Meng Meng."

After hearing these words, the tears in Yin Meng's eyes burst out like a dam breaking.

What she recalled was not only the scene of herself running the shop alone and taking care of her sick and unconscious grandfather since her childhood, but also the pressure she felt in the team after leaving Fengdu for Nantong.

She has mediocre qualifications and is in a team led by a genius leader and a group of genius members. The sense of crisis has been with her since the beginning.

She didn't want to make herself useless, but her progress in orthodox studies was very slow. She could only keep trying unconventional methods to improve her role and value. Time and time again, when preparing poison, she accidentally poisoned herself and passed out... In fact, she was also afraid.

But I can't tell these emotions to Brother Xiaoyuan, even though Brother Xiaoyuan has become much more humane than at the beginning. I also can't tell them to my companions. After all, my companions have never despised me for being a burden, and saying these things would seem hypocritical.

The emotions buried in my heart can now only be confided to my grandfather.

Perhaps, this is the reason why children always feel impatient while adults "never get tired of it" when it comes to tomb sweeping, because the children's relatives are still alive, but the adults' elders are buried in the ground.

inside the room.

After wiping Yin Meng's tears, Sidao put his face in front of Yin Meng's face.

It began to inhale.

This scene looked very much like an evil spirit absorbing the yang energy of a living person, but Lin Shuyou and Zhao Yi outside the door obviously would not think in that direction.

During the absorption process, a faint golden light flowed out from Yin Meng's body and was sucked in by the dead.

Lin Shuyou: "That is..."

Zhao Yi: "That person cursed the Yin family a long time ago, and it has been passed down from generation to generation."

Lin Shuyou suddenly realized, "No wonder the Yin family is getting worse with each generation, and no wonder Mengmeng's talent is so poor, it turns out it's because of this."

Zhao Yi pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but didn't.

Lin Shuyou noticed it and asked, "Three Eyes, what do you want to say?"

Zhao Yi shrugged and said, "Actually, curses do have an impact on life, lifespan, and so on. But leaving that aside, if a person carries a curse, it can actually help stimulate their potential and improve their cultivation talent and efficiency."

When Lin Shuyou heard this, his eyes widened and his mouth opened.

This means that if there had been no curse from the Bodhisattva, the Yin family would have become worse with each generation, and if Yin Meng's already limited talent was further reduced... wouldn't it be the same as having nothing, and he might even be in debt?

Lin Shuyou: "I think it's better not to tell Mengmeng about this."

Zhao Yi: “Yeah.”

In a dream.

Yin Meng, whose emotions were finally vented, ate marshmallows while holding her grandfather's hand.

Grandpa originally planned to take her back to the shop, but Mengmeng refused. She wanted to redeem the shop and then go back with grandpa in her dream.

"Grandpa, I want to play for a while longer."

"Okay, play for a while, play for a while."

In fact, what Yin Meng didn't know was that her grandfather had already returned to Ghost Street and that shop. Among the rows of clothes racks, the coffins of the past were no longer seen.

He just lay there for a while, then got up and left.

He was not angry, but he was really furious. The siblings Zhang Chi and Zhang Xiuxiu must be dead.

On the contrary, he was very pleased, pleased that his granddaughter could bid farewell to the past and embark on a new life.

The grandfather and grandson walked down and came to the pier below Ghost Street.

At the dock, at this point, there are not many ships carrying cargo, but there are quite a few ships carrying people.

Some people stood at the stern to bid farewell, and relatives stood at the dock to see them off. Most of the people leaving by boat were young people.

During this period, "tourism" was a rare word that had not yet become popular. The locals called this kind of departure from a distant place "making a living."

Grandpa and Yin Meng sat on the steps, watching the people on the dock waving, watching them give instructions, and watching them cry.

As the boat moved away, they were separated by water, and soon by mountains, then by different weather, and finally by different dialects.

"It's not easy for our Meng Meng to make a living outside, right?"

"It's very good. I live in Uncle Li's house. Uncle Li is a good man and the food is good at home. And Miss Liu is very kind to me and taught me how to put on makeup to be beautiful!
And our boss... our boss is very smart, but he never thinks I'm stupid and always teaches me step by step when I'm working."

"Our Meng Meng, is she dating someone?"

"I'm still young."

"Whether we talk or not, there has to be something definite."

Yin Meng began to eat the marshmallows in big mouthfuls, even until her throat was choking.

"Hahahahahaha!"

In reality, Si looked at Runsheng who was lying on the bed.

In the dream, Grandpa sighed:
"Date a good boy, live a down-to-earth life, don't follow your parents' old path, it's hard for you and your child."

It was getting dark and there was no one on the dock.

Grandpa stood up and walked down. He walked off the dock and into the water.

Yin Meng followed and stood by the dock, shouting, "Grandpa, when will you come back to see me?"

Grandpa turned around in the water. The water had already covered his neck, leaving only his head. In the night, the rippling water made his face gradually become dim and blurry, but his voice was still loud:

“We, the descendants, have failed to live up to our expectations and have brought shame upon our ancestors, but no matter what, we still have to recognize our ancestors.

If someone wants to occupy our ancestral grave, no matter how unwilling we are, we have to pick up our weapons and fight them!"

Grandpa disappeared.

wake up.

In reality, Yin Meng leaned back and fell down, with her head landing on Runsheng's chest, and then she fell into a coma.

Runsheng's snoring suddenly became much quieter.

It turned around and walked towards the door. It walked out of the room, ignoring Zhao Yi and Lin Shuyou at the door, passed through the corridor, and then went down the stairs.

The ancestors of all generations were waiting for it on the riverbank. It had to go back to the gathering place. The others did not come out of the coffin, only it came out. It was not because it had any special privileges.
But it is the only thing that still matters to me in this world.

……

On the second floor, the closer Li Zhuiyuan got to the door of Master Zhai's room, the stronger the trance in his consciousness became. The surrounding environment was sometimes a solemn temple and sometimes a gloomy and terrifying underworld.

The frequency of transformation continued to accelerate, and in the end, the young man felt the mercy from the underworld and sensed the hideous oppression in the temple.

Finally, the boy successfully stood at the door of the room, and everything finally froze.

My body suddenly felt terribly heavy, my mind felt even lazier, and I felt like I was about to fall.

I raised my hand with difficulty and tried to push the door open. Even with all my strength, I could only push it open a tiny gap.

Intermittent noises came from inside, and each one was like thunder exploding in his mind.

Li Zhuiyuan tried his best to translate the conversation from the thunder:
"I didn't expect that the real you has been outside the underworld all these years."

"Yeah, outside."

"Since you're out, I'm going in."

"You, can get in?"

"You expect a child that even Heaven would not allow to reach adulthood to stop me?"

"This child is not just someone whose fate does not allow him to reach adulthood."

"Ok?"

"This child is my...direct disciple of Yin Changsheng."

(End of this chapter)