Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 296

Mr. Zhai withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, glanced at the empty space, and felt uneasy.

This matter was not right from the beginning and he went back on his word.

Even now, Mr. Zhai is not sure why he suddenly decided to do this. It seems that out of nowhere, after he woke up from a light sleep in the early morning, it became an obsession in his heart, and it is getting heavier and heavier.

The one who is even more embarrassed is actually Luo Tingrui.

Admittedly, being able to make a report at a meeting of this level is indeed a highlight on one's resume, but neither he nor Mr. Zhai actually needs it, and even Xue Liangliang now does not really need it.

Xue Liangliang is not only personally capable but also extremely comprehensive. Young people like him who are able to grasp both professionalism and organization are scarce talents no matter what industry they are in. It is almost inevitable that he will be able to independently carry out large projects in the future.

"Bright, bright!"

Luo Gong raised his voice.

Cold sweat broke out on Xue Liangliang's forehead.

It wasn't because he was scared by his teacher, but just now, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart and instinctively didn't want to hand in the report.

In my mind, I heard what Xiaoyuan had said to me yesterday:

"Brother Liangliang, learn from your lesson this time and hold on a little longer."

When facing the Queen of the Bai family, Uncle Qin almost broke through Baijia Town by himself. He was sure of victory, but Xue Liangliang signed the defeat treaty as the victor first.

At that time, Xue Liangliang was still proud to believe that it was his toughness that forced Baijia Town to make concessions, and that he sacrificed himself to protect Nantong from being harmed by the Queen of the Bai Family.

Xue Liangliang was not clear about the specific details, but Li Zhuiyuan had hinted to Xue Liangliang about the general process.

However, if Xue Liangliang could have foreseen what would happen next, he would not have insisted, but would have signed the most harsh and humiliating treaty earlier.

But this incident itself is indeed a lesson.

Xue Liangliang knew that Xiaoyuan and the others came here not just for this project. Xiaoyuan's entrusting him with this was full of trust in him.

So, he didn't dare to hand over the report. No, not only the report, but also the identity of the reporter.

"Liangliang, are you feeling unwell?"

Engineer Luo touched Xue Liangliang's forehead with his right hand and took the report with his left hand, which was considered as an attempt to give Xue Liangliang a way out.

But Xue Liangliang took two steps back and said firmly:
"No, teacher, you may not care about this report, but this is also my chance to show up!"

Luo Tingrui frowned deeply. Xue Liangliang at this moment made his teacher feel very unfamiliar. This child always had a long-term vision and a clear perspective. How could he suddenly become like this?
Mr. Zhai rubbed his knees with his hands and wanted to leave, but just as he stood up, he sat back down for unknown reasons. He raised his head again, looked at Xue Liangliang, and said:
"Comrade Xiao Xue, I know I did force you to do what you want. Don't worry, after this incident, I will compensate you in other ways to the best of my ability."

The first half was spoken to Xue Liangliang, and the second half was spoken to Luo Tingrui.

Luo Tingrui knew that if this matter was not resolved, Mr. Zhai might think that he was deliberately hinting at the student to refuse and was deliberately making trouble.

As for Xue Liangliang himself, he immediately fell into a state of relaxation after hearing what Mr. Zhai said.

He was not fighting for the qualification to report. In his confusion, a certain insistence was forgotten and smoothed out. Xue Liangliang smiled, handed over the report and said:

"Mr. Zhai, look at what you said, I am arguing with you..."

The relaxed spirit suddenly tensed up again.

Xue Liangliang emerged from the water like a drowning man, taking a deep breath and immediately changing his words:
"I was joking with you. The fact is that my teacher and I have been preparing for this report for a long time. If you take it away at the last minute, your preparation will inevitably be inadequate, and there will inevitably be mistakes at the report."

……

Ghost Street.

The young man was still sitting there, watching Brother Runsheng use his broken body to fully open the valve and smash several holes in the iron lion.

Each time, the iron lion would howl in pain, but soon the iron chain would re-condense and cover the gap.

Runsheng finally overdrew everything he had. He was hit by the Iron Lion's tail and fell to the ground. He raised the Yellow River Shovel with both arms to block the opponent's iron hoof from stepping in front of him.

"Click... click... click..."

Bones shattered and flesh and blood flew.

finally,
"boom."

Runsheng exploded and his iron hoof fell to the ground.

This last sound was like a heavy drum hitting the young man's heart.

However, the boy's eyes remained calm, without a trace of disturbance.

Before his death, Zhao Yi once asked him if he had ever thought about the consequences of losing the bet?

The answer is yes.

But whether before, during or after the death of his companions, Li Zhuiyuan never showed any emotion.

Deep in the boy's consciousness.

The main body walked out of the basement and locked the door. It was not raining outside, but he took an umbrella when he walked out.

It is a fertile field with houses dotted around. But in fact, other houses can only be seen from a distance and they just serve as a backdrop. If you change the perspective, you can even find that these houses have only visible exterior walls, let alone interior decorations and personnel activities.

Here, the only two "complete buildings" are my great-grandfather's house and the fish pond.

It was sunny all the way, but when I pushed open the gate of the fish pond and walked in, it started raining overhead.

Holding up the umbrella, I walked to the edge of the pond. In addition to the ripples caused by the rain, there seemed to be several undercurrents rushing in with mud.

In the past, no matter how much emotional garbage Li Zhuiyuan dumped in, the fish fry here would be extremely excited and enjoy it quickly.

But this time, they obviously ate and digested very slowly, and even looked listless and sickly.

Because what Li Zhuiyuan introduced here before was external emotional garbage, but this time it is not the case.

The main body: "Haven't you always been longing for emotions? Why are your emotions so strong this time, but you actively throw them here?"

He squatted down, continued to hold the umbrella with his right hand, and moved his left hand back and forth on the water surface a few times.

"You are already certain that there will be no unexpected events. It's just a process. But does this process still make you feel uncomfortable?"

"I pursue this kind of boring emotion, but I am afraid that this emotion will affect my state and I discard it. I can't understand what is the meaning of this useless effort?"

"Being a human being is really boring. I am just a burden."

……

A real ghost street.

After Runsheng died, the Iron Lion began to attack the Yin family. With its terrifying defensive power and explosiveness, even the Yin family ancestors who had died in previous generations could not really do anything to it and could only be crushed to pieces by it one by one.

Furthermore, there are almost endless ghosts and monsters in the waters below the dock. Although a large number of them have been killed by the Yin family, they still keep coming.

If there are enough ants, they can really kill an elephant. Besides, there is a terrifying iron lion in the opposing camp.

When the Yin family came out, they were divided into very obvious groups according to their strengths and weaknesses, and according to the order of death in time, those who died earlier were placed at the front.

Street fights between thugs are very suitable for this kind of tactics. The more courageous and aggressive they are, the more likely they are to rush to the front and gain the upper hand, thus motivating the enthusiasm of the smaller gang members following behind.

But it is not appropriate to put it here. If we want to maximize the benefits, the weakest group should rush to the first row, and act as cannon fodder to explore the way and give the people in the rear a rough understanding so as to adjust more appropriate means.

However, this spontaneous irrationality is also natural.

The ancestors go first, and the younger generations stay behind. After all, they are generations of Yin family members, and the seniority is there. In the eyes of the Yin family members in the front row, the Yin family members in the back are not their own children, are they?
Yin Meng's grandfather naturally fell behind last because he was the youngest child among them.

"Pfft!"

Li Zhuiyuan opened a can of Jianlibao and while drinking it, he took out a handful of "the last pill" or "the last two pills".

Before Zhao Yi went up to die, he left a bag there. There were several tools in it, and the most important thing was this bag of pills.

The extremely precious pills were now eaten by Li Zhuiyuan as candy beans, and the medicine was made from soda drinks.

Good things would be wasted if not eaten. Besides, you don’t have to worry about not being able to get the tonic now.

Under the onslaught of ghosts like a burst dam, coupled with the Iron Lion's forced sweep in an almost cheating manner, the number of Yin family members falling dead was decreasing.

As the person involved, it is normal for Mengmeng to have resentment towards the emperor, but even she would not speak it out in public, because in this world... most people's ancestral graves and the ancestors for whom paper money is burned have no real meaning.

Rather than saying that the Yin family is repaying their ancestor Yin Changsheng, it would be more accurate to say that they are fulfilling their family name's promise.

Other surnames do not have such an opportunity for members to gather together. If they did, they would probably do the same. This is the cohesion of the clan.

After finishing a can of drink and eating all the "candy beans", the boy's hair became wet and began to emit steam.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and looked towards the sky. The disintegration of a large number of ghosts and the disappearance of the Yin family made the ghost energy and resentment hovering above become more and more dense and huge.

Lowering his head, the boy's eyes fell on the iron lion.

Everyone knows what it is, but it is deliberately hiding it.

When it appears here, it is the manifestation of the Bodhisattva's will.

In myths and legends, many things are greatly distorted from reality, but it must be said that the mythological background will arouse more excitement when people see it, especially when you are about to try to kill it.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, walked to the altar and lit the incense again.

The Yin family couldn't stop them anymore. With the passing of the elders in the front row, the time for the younger generations to stop them became shorter and shorter. This fully explained what it meant for descendants to be unpromising.

Yin Meng's grandfather finally got the chance to take action. After killing many ghosts in succession, he was crushed to pieces by the iron lion's hoof.

"boom!"

He was the last one, and this kick declared that this wave of blocking had completely failed.

Li Zhuiyuan inserted the incense into the incense burner.

He has been in the process of exploring what kind of existence the emperor is.

But there is one thing the young man can confirm, the emperor really does not care about his descendants.

This has nothing to do with whether the descendants have been cursed. Even from the perspective of the emperor, if his descendants would rather turn into death after death to help him, the emperor will not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The longer He lives, the less human He becomes. You cannot apply the human template to Him.

From the perspective of hindsight, whether it was the early stage when he used the cause and effect to slander the emperor and made him angry and ordered the extermination of the whole family, or the later sacrifice of Yin Meng, including the pair of lazy dogs presented by Zhao Yi.

The Emperor, are you really angry?

In the past, Li Zhuiyuan was not sure, but yesterday at the door of Master Zhai, he heard the conversation between the Bodhisattva and the Emperor, and they addressed him as... a direct disciple.

The boy was sure that the emperor was not a living character.

They both use themselves as swords, the only difference is that the emperor's habit of holding the sword makes Li Zhuiyuan more accustomed to it, while the Bodhisattva's habit of throwing it away after use and abandoning it when good makes it difficult for the sword to develop a preference for it.

Ghosts rushed towards Li Zhuiyuan like a tide.

The iron lion was also running among them.

Li Zhuiyuan clasped his hands together, then raised his left arm and pointed it into the air.

Among the orange lanterns above his head, one turned into a giant eyeball.

Li Zhuiyuan covered his right eye with his right hand again, and blood flowed out. This time the blood did not come from the blood mist in the palm of his hand, but from the actual eye socket.

The eyeball on top of the head also bleeds, shooting out like sparks, igniting the extremely dense ghostly resentment above.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Pillars of fire burning with wicked flames fell down, and on the streets, a large number of ghosts were burned to death in them.

Several pillars fell on the iron lion, forcing it to lower its head to defend itself.

Li Zhuiyuan left the altar and started running. He had not practiced martial arts, so his speed would not be too exaggerated, but in this street full of fire, he was the safest one.

The iron lion crawling there seemed to sense something and raised its head slightly, but at this moment, a pillar of fire happened to hit it and covered its entire body.

After the karmic fire dissipated, Li Zhuiyuan had already arrived in front of it.

The iron chain was the best ladder, and the dog was lying down again. Li Zhuiyuan "climbed up" directly in one breath and reached its head.

The huge tail had approached silently, very close to the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan recalled the way the other party killed Zhao Yi. It liked to devour and chew the people it hated in a ritualistic way.

Since it hates Zhao Yi so much, there is no reason for it not to hate itself, and it will only hate itself even more.

The boy was about to extend his hand, but retracted it.

The tail appeared and tied up the boy.

The iron lion opened its mouth wide, intending to chew and swallow the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan was waiting for this opportunity. His hand pointed to the bloody mouth below.

The lantern above its head instantly turned into many eyes, and the karma fire that had not yet fallen from above seemed to be guided. It all gathered into a thick beam with clear guidance, and all smashed into the big mouth of the iron lion.

"Buzz!"

As the karmic fire burned, the chains on the iron lion completely melted, and then the next layer of phantom cover was also burned.

In an instant, Li Zhuiyuan saw its true appearance: a tiger head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and unicorn feet - listen carefully!
When its true form is revealed, it looks like a peeled egg.

It began to wail, its body twisting and cracking.

At this point, there was no point in paying attention to anything else. Li Zhuiyuan was thrown out by his tail. When he landed on the ground, the boy rolled sideways in time to relieve the force. Although he did not die directly from the fall, he rolled with a bloody head.

"Pfft!"

Di Ting's body fell to the ground, like a piece of fat thrown into a frying pan and being refined.

The scorching flames splashed in all directions, forming an indiscriminate coverage. Li Zhuiyuan was also in it, and there was no way to avoid it.

The boy lowered his head and saw that his hands were wrinkling at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt like a piece of plasticine that was about to melt into the water.

I'm tired and too lazy to struggle anymore. I'll just die. No matter what, at least I've dragged this with me to be buried with me before I die.

"Crash..."

An extremely thick iron chain stretched out from under the water, wrapped around one of Di Ting's legs in an extremely domineering manner, and then pulled it down quickly.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was about to be burned to death, just... escaped from the burning range.

Instead, during the pulling process, the remaining ghosts on the street were burned to death. After Di Ting was pulled under the water, the water surface boiled and endless shrill screams were heard.

I don’t know how many ghosts are still under the water and have not had the chance to come ashore to worship, and have lost the chance to come ashore forever.

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the ground. He could only maintain this position without moving, because his skin and flesh had shrunk severely and were stuck in many places. The slightest movement would be equivalent to tearing his flesh off.

Ahead was an extremely clean street. All the debris and dirt had been washed away by the flames, as if nothing had happened tonight.

"what……"

Li Zhuiyuan let out a low groan from his throat.

His eyes closed, and he entered his last moments.

At this stage, the consciousness of ordinary people keeps falling into intermittent coma, like taking naps at a high frequency, just waiting for the final and longest period of "long sleep".

But when Li Zhuiyuan was in a state of blurred consciousness, he saw another scene.

He saw himself sitting in the passenger seat of a large truck, completely naked.

The truck was still moving forward, but there was no road outside the window. Instead, the truck seemed to have sunk to the bottom of a river somewhere, with yellow river water filling the surroundings.

"what……"

Li Zhuiyuan regained consciousness and his sight returned to the Ghost Street.

The Buddhist chanting sounded again, coming from the dock.

A solemn atmosphere began to gather, and the next things that walked out of the water were no longer ghosts, but monks in robes. They lined up, chanted scriptures, and were divided into eight neat rows. They disembarked from the pier and walked along the Ghost Street. Their numbers increased and became too numerous to count.

A huge chariot was lifted up, supported by a group of Arhats.

On the chariot, there was a dog with burnt fur, looking extremely miserable. No one knew whether it was dead or alive. One could vaguely tell that its original fur color should have been white.

On the dog's body, there is a golden statue of Bodhisattva the size of a baby.

After getting rid of all the obstacles on the way, the Bodhisattva will go ashore, enter the Ghost Gate, enter the underworld, and take charge of Fengdu.

The Sanskrit sound made Li Zhuiyuan feel very uncomfortable. He didn't take a breath and a long sound came out of his throat. His consciousness entered the other side of his dying state again.

Still under the yellow water, still in the truck, still naked, but this time I saw, in the cab, a bunch of crystal white skeletons. They grasped their bodies with their hands and wrapped themselves tightly. The skeletons at the back could not grab me and could only grab the bones in front.

This team of skeletons grabbing each other spread out of the car window and formed an unimaginable long queue outside, which continued to float underwater.

This time, Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked towards the driver's seat.

Zhao Yi's left hand was on the steering wheel, and his right hand held a burning cigarette. The cigarette butt did not go out in the water, still retaining its brightness, but it did not continue to burn.

Similarly, Zhao Yi was also naked, with a large number of white bones clinging to his body all around him, and they also extended out so long that the end could not be seen.

The difference is that Li Zhuiyuan's extension is from the co-pilot window, while Zhao Yi's is from the main driver's window.

Against the backdrop of this exaggerated strip of white bones, the truck looked as small as a toy. My consciousness returned to reality.

That breath came again.

Li Zhuiyuan returned to the ghost street again. He deserved to die because he was suffering now.

Zhao Yi was as soft as bone when he was in the most torment, which was much better than the boy's current state. The boy felt that he was like a piece of ribs that had been thoroughly stewed and could be broken off by the slightest touch.

However, at this moment, Li Zhuiyuan had a stronger desire to survive because he wanted to retain one more perspective.

Although, this is becoming increasingly difficult.

The next breath is difficult to sustain.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze returned to the truck again. This time, he immediately tried his best to turn around and look at the back compartment through the middle window.

Tan Wenbin, Lin Shuyou, Liang Yan and Liang Li sat opposite each other. Tan Wenbin was teasing Lin Shuyou about something, and the two sisters were also whispering to each other.

This is a normal still picture, but everyone is naked...

Combined with the smoked yellow tone, it really feels like looking at an oil painting.

Moreover, all the people were surrounded by crystal clear white bones. They were squeezed and filled here, filling up the entire rear compartment, making the scene even more bizarre.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Runsheng lying there, and he received the same treatment, but Li Zhuiyuan did not see Yin Meng, who was supposed to be lying next to Runsheng and was also in a coma when he came.

In addition, the stretcher under Runsheng was also missing. In short, all the things that needed to be taken off the car were not in the car at this time.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he had made the right bet.

Here, death is just a new beginning.

The biggest difference between the emperor and the bodhisattva is that the emperor gives the most basic minimum treatment to his subordinates who help him do things.

"Zhizhi...zhizhizhi..."

There was a sound of snowflakes coming from the radio in the truck cab.

It was vague at first, then gradually became audible, and a familiar voice came from inside.

"Liangliang, Liangliang?"

"no!"

Xue Liangliang refused.

The corners of Li Zhuiyuan's mouth curved slightly, "Brother Liangliang, you listened and understood my hint."

"Comrade Xiao Xue, I know I did force you to do what you want. Don't worry, after this incident, I will compensate you in other ways to the best of my ability."

The moment Mr. Zhai's words came from the radio, Li Zhuiyuan felt a sharp pain in his body.

Sitting in the passenger seat, my skin and flesh shrank and became "stewed" just like in reality.

This made Li Zhuiyuan feel helpless. Originally, when he was dying, it should be convenient for him to escape from the miserable reality and pain.

Now, it’s the same on both sides of the deathbed, and I still have to continue to endure this torture.

Zhao Yi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had twisted and irregular cracks on his body. He was bitten to death by Di Tingdi.

Liang Yan and Liang Li, the front halves of their bodies were covered in blood; they were both trampled to death by Di Ting.

Tan Wenbin's body was also blood red, but his red was layered, gradually fading from top to bottom, because Tan Wenbin was rolled up by Di Ting's tail and smashed to the ground, turning into a bloody mist. There was always a first point of force.

There were several blood lines on Runsheng's body. Although he was trampled to death, he was still resisting before being trampled to death. He died in the process of resistance.

The only one with a normal painting style is Lin Shuyou.

Because he was the only one who died standing up with his body intact.

Among the naked wax figures in various miserable states, Lin Shuyou appears so unique and out of place.

In front of him, the translucent white bones that were originally closest to him and holding him began to dissipate, and pieces of crystal began to sink into his body.

The line of bones of everyone was long enough. When the bones in front cracked, the bones behind immediately followed.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that all this came from Mr. Zhai’s concession on the radio.

but,

"Brother Liangliang, this is not enough. This is just the basic salary..."

I just saved my life and went back to rely on my merits to heal my injuries. How is this a reward?
In Li Zhuiyuan's opinion, this is what should be done.

Therefore, the emperor is equivalent to not producing anything!

The voice on the radio continued.

Xue Liangliang: "You took it away at the last minute, so your preparations were definitely not adequate, and it was inevitable that mistakes would occur during the report meeting."

Brother Liangliang survived another round.

Li Zhuiyuan knew very well how difficult it would be to get through it.

This is a "request" from that person. It is extremely difficult to refuse. If you can refuse again after that person has given in, you need to have a faith that is far beyond that of an ordinary person to support it.

Fortunately, it is impossible for Him to use force. It is not that He cannot do it, but that He needs a legitimate and righteous cause.

Whether it is Xue Liangliang, Luo Gong, or the people who participated in the meeting, or even the meeting itself, they are all part of the greater good.

Therefore, one who wants to get the help He wants must respect this process.

That night, in Zheng Hua's room, Zheng Hua asked Li Zhuiyuan to help organize Mr. Zhai's introduction booklet.

This was ordered by Mr. Zhai, but the problem is that Mr. Zhai couldn't have ordered this in advance because he was not the main speaker.

At that time, Li Zhuiyuan knew that future development would inevitably have to follow this process. Even if the identity of the speaker was given up in the early stages to avoid alerting the enemy, he would definitely have to take it back later.

Because the one who needs to make this report is not Mr. Zhai, but Him.

As for why such an obvious flaw was exposed, we can only say that this flaw is unavoidable based on respecting the process.

If you want Bailongyufu to play this kind of game, then ordinary people in this game will naturally be on the same level as you.

In addition, we have to thank that Zheng Hua’s door lock was broken that night, otherwise, he would not have asked Li Zhuiyuan to come in and help watch the door when he had to go out to get some water.

This is...luck.

Mr. Zhai: "Comrade Xiao Xue, I agree with your concerns. How about you be my reporting assistant?"

next moment,
"what!!!"

Li Zhuiyuan screamed in pain.

When he was burned in reality before, Li Zhuiyuan didn't even make a sound. He was able to suppress the burning pain.

But being able to tolerate the transition from raw to cooked does not necessarily mean that one can withstand the transition from cooked to raw.

It's like a piece of braised beef. After peeling it open, you can see the fibrosis inside. Now not only do you have to make it fresh and tender again, you also have to stick it back to the cow.

In front of him, a large number of bones shattered, and the speed of the bones replacing them from behind was getting faster and faster.

The same is true for the others, the red lines on their bodies are quickly fading away.

Mr. Zhai's second retreat not only saved the lives of Li Zhuiyuan and others, but also saved their injuries.

Runsheng's injuries, the Liang sisters' injuries, and the lost life span were also compensated at this moment.

Even the scar that Zhao Yi cared about the most was perfectly erased.

On the radio:

Luo Tingrui: "Liangliang, Mr. Zhai has said this, you should sober up."

Obviously, Mr. Luo was really angry.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to look forward to it in his heart.

After a brief silence, Xue Liangliang's voice came out:
"What nonsense! I'm not your student, so why should I be your assistant? If you don't know, you would think that my teacher is inferior to you!"

Brother Liangliang, held on again and persevered.

You know, Xue Liangliang didn't know what the specific purpose of this persistence was, but just because of his reminder yesterday, he was willing to destroy his image in front of the teacher.

Brother Liangliang, this is risking your future and fulfilling your promise to yourself.

If he loses this future, Brother Liangliang will have to be a very wealthy man for the rest of his life.

For others, this may be the ultimate wonderful life, but Xue Liangliang has always been pursuing higher ideals and ambitions.

Mr. Zhai: "Comrade Xiao Xue, before I give my report, I can make a statement to your teacher. He is the one who made the contribution, and I, due to my old age, just got the title of reporter."

The third concession.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bones shattered before they even had a chance to touch the human body.

An extremely pleasant feeling of comfort comes over me, and both my mind and body are receiving special nourishment.

Li Zhuiyuan subconsciously practiced the "Qin Family's Dragon Watching Method" to transform the influx of nutrients into his own basic foundation.

The flower bud at the crack of the door of life and death on Zhao Yi's chest began to bloom, but this time the blossoms were in black and white colors.

This means that after the early accumulation, Zhao Yi's life and death gap has been officially upgraded to a higher level here.

From suppressing the defects of his physical fitness in the beginning, to being able to master the method normally, it has been transformed into a real pillar that he can rely on now.

I have to say that Zhao Yi really made a lot of money from this wave.

Of course, he deserves it.

Four phantoms of spirit beasts appeared on Tan Wenbin's body. After they all became more solid, they sank into Tan Wenbin's body again.

This is equivalent to helping Tan Wenbin save time in cultivating spirit beasts, and there is hope that they can recover to the state before that wave as soon as possible.

Liang Yan and Liang Li emitted a faint white light, and it could be seen that each of them had gaps. This was due to the Liang family's own secret experiments. They had a part of each other both in soul and fate.

At present, the tacit cooperation that the two sisters pursued is still there, but the defects that appeared in the past in order to forcibly improve the tacit cooperation are also being made up.

On Runsheng's body, the valves opened, like a volcano erupting, first the resentment of death surged, followed by the bursting of evil spirits, and finally, the harmony of ghostly spirits.

The three forces now formed a balancing force, either separated or combined, flowing in and out of Runsheng's various valves.

This kind of manipulation has no effect on whether Runsheng wakes up or not. Even if he is awake now, he can only sit there and watch himself. He cannot intervene, and he will not intervene.

When Uncle Qin used the coffin nails to help Runsheng open the valve, he probably didn't expect that Runsheng would be able to rely on this rote method to get to where he is today.

Others need to forget about food and sleep and devote all their energy to comprehending the techniques just to achieve a tiny bit of progress, but Runsheng sculpted his body into the method's favorite shape.

The one who made the biggest changes was Lin Shuyou.

He just sat there, his face still slightly red from being teased by Tan Wenbin.

The shadow of the White Crane Boy appeared in front of Lin Shuyou.

The boy also had his eyes closed and was unconscious.

The reason why Li Zhuiyuan can observe everyone here is because in reality, Li Zhuiyuan is not dead yet.

First of all, the figure of the White Crane Boy became more solid than before, which was very similar to Tan Wenbin’s spirit beast.

But a ray of black light was bounced back when it hit the White Crane Boy's forehead.

The White Crane Boy's shadow trembled immediately.

I hit it again and it still bounced back.

The boy's divine shadow trembled more violently.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know what the black light was at first, but soon he discovered that it was... an imperial decree.

However, the conferment was unsuccessful.

Because the boy's unit relationships were a bit too complicated, he was the former official chief and the current Zhenjun. At the same time, Li You, the corpse-recoverer from Nantong, worshipped him and worshipped himself as the Dragon King Zoujiang.

However, although the conferring was not successful, every time the black light hit and bounced off, it strengthened the boy's divine body, and it was purely free.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

If Li Zhuiyuan could move normally now, he could find a way to help the boy take over the imperial decree after the compaction was completed, but the problem was that Li Zhuiyuan could only do some basic movements now, and he couldn't even leave the cab.

But fortunately, the boy was not alone. After the black light failed to be sealed for many times, it became much dimmer. Finally, it simply stopped heading towards the boy and bypassed him and hit Lin Shuyou between the eyebrows.

This time, it was successfully sunk.

A set of armor exactly the same as the one worn by Gui Shuai that he had seen at the beginning appeared on Lin Shuyou.

At the center of Lin Shuyou's eyebrows, while the mark of Lord Baihe was flowing, a black line appeared, and the two began to entangle and collide.

Ayou is not like Runsheng, who has dug his own canals. In his current condition, he will probably have to spend a lot of energy in the future to adjust and sort out the canals.

Li Zhuiyuan scanned the entire trunk again and tried his best to look at the area behind the trunk, but still could not see Yin Meng.

At the rear of the car, there was nothing but a long stretch of white bones and the yellow-brown river water.

Yin Meng, clearly got on the car, but now, she is not in the car.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, Yin Meng offered herself as a sacrifice, so Yin Meng now... shouldn't she be on the emperor's desk?
The sound of snowflakes returned to the car radio.

Li Zhuiyuan was already satisfied.

In reality, Brother Liangliang insisted on refusing three times and secured three rewards for himself.

It’s not easy, but it’s okay.

Every rejection doubles the huge pressure. You know, most ordinary people standing in front of Him would be willing to be used by Him.

What's more, what Xue Liangliang was facing was His active request.

This is literally like negotiating a deal with the King of Hell.

Moreover, His status is much higher than that of the King of Hell.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Liangliang."

However, when the sound appeared on the radio again, even Li Zhuiyuan was shocked.

“Wuwuwu…wuwuwu…wuwuwu…”

Brother Liangliang broke down and cried.

Along with it, there was the sound of tables, chairs and benches being pushed, as well as the sounds of hands slapping and feet kicking the floor.

Listening to the sounds, you can imagine the scenes.

But Li Zhuiyuan still found it hard to imagine that a person like Xue Liangliang would sit on the ground holding a report like a child, crying and throwing a tantrum.

Li Zhuiyuan began to reflect on whether his reminder yesterday was too much.
Or maybe I underestimated my importance in Brother Liangliang's heart.

The young student who used to ignore his classmates' laughter and express his ambitions in front of the bonfire beside the river dredging site, now curled up in the corner with tears streaming down his face. Faced with Engineer Luo and Elder Zhai coming forward to pull and support him, he frantically shook his head, moved his body, kicked his legs, and cried out:
“Wuwuwu…I won’t give it to you…I won’t give it to you…I just can’t give it to you!”

When Mr. Luo saw this, all his previous unhappiness disappeared. He began to worry that Xue Liangliang had been under too much work pressure recently and had some mental problems. He was so distressed that his eyes turned red, but he didn't know what to do. He couldn't call anyone and couldn't let outsiders see it. If this matter got out, the child's future would be greatly affected.

At this moment, Mr. Luo no longer cared about the friendship between colleagues, the relationship with seniors, or the noble character. Xue Liangliang was not only his student, but also his "son" in his eyes.

"Liangliang, no, we won't give it to you. The teacher is taking you to give a report. We won't give it to others, we won't give it to others!"

Mr. Zhai stood by, and the embarrassment and worry on his face gradually disappeared.

Looking at the man in front of him who was almost crazy holding the report, there was even a hint of deep amusement in Mr. Zhai's eyes.

The most difficult part actually went the smoothest.

But it was precisely the simplest link that went wrong.

It was said to be a "fight between gods", but this rope, which only served as a connection, unexpectedly showed amazing autonomy.

Not only is he unwilling to just act as a rope, but he is also working hard to stir it, madly and boldly grabbing benefits into his own bowl.

I have clearly added more food to his plate time and time again, but he is still not satisfied.

Inside the truck.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was also in a state of shock, heard a majestic and oppressive voice in his ears. This voice represented a supreme will that could not be violated and anyone who touched it would die.

"How big is your appetite?"

The terrible pressure made Li Zhuiyuan calm down quickly. The boy did not answer the question directly, but asked in surprise and confusion:

"Is that you, Master?"

(End of this chapter)