Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 297

The word "Master" was not sincere or meaningful.

Because the transaction is equal.

There are visible transactions and there are invisible ones. The former are clearly priced, while the latter are based on personal connections.

Li Zhuiyuan's original attitude was that he could accept any type of transaction.

There is no way, because he is relatively weak now and has little room to maneuver in the cracks.

Even if in the end he only gained a "favor" from the emperor, Li Zhuiyuan did not feel that he had lost out. At least he had room for imagination, and as long as he did not cash out, the valuation would remain.

The first person to break this tacit understanding was actually the emperor.

Yesterday at the door of the guesthouse room, Li Zhuiyuan heard the conversation between the two people inside. The emperor’s last sentence acknowledged that Li Zhuiyuan was his direct disciple.

In the entire world, there are probably few people who can withstand such affirmation, and they must be filled with infinite emotion and pride.

However, Li Zhuiyuan is an exception.

Because in addition to emotional value, teenagers have channels to obtain practical value.

As one of only two people in the world who master the Twelve Laws of Fengdu, Li Zhuiyuan has the ability to secretly get in touch with the Emperor of Fengdu.

Obtaining personal recognition from the emperor is equivalent to obtaining legitimate legal status, and Li Zhuiyuan will therefore gain greater authority.

Therefore, after "eavesdropping" on the conversation at the door, Li Zhuiyuan immediately returned to his room, risking backlash, and wrapped the red thread from his right hand to his left hand, facing the mirror, and deduced the cause and effect behind himself.

However, the result of the deduction was that the shadow of the emperor behind him... remained unchanged.

This means that the emperor's words "direct disciple" were really just talk, for your entertainment.

The emperor, painted a pie for himself.

Li Zhuiyuan chose... to eat it!

Since you gave me the title of "direct disciple" which has no practical value, I will take it seriously.

I will move or take away our sect's heritage as it should be. Anyway, I will also call you "Master".

After Li Zhuiyuan called out "Master", he never heard any response from the emperor again.

There is no need to respond anymore. When it comes to the stage where both sides are placing their chips, just take things from above. No matter how many words and so-called emotional cards are used, they are "heavy" but not weighed down.

Zhao Yi is "dead" now, so he did not witness all this, otherwise he would have cheered excitedly.

In comparison, the lazy guy who offered sacrifices to the emperor was just an ignorant and naughty kid who didn't know his place. The guy named Li was the one who really sat at the table and took up chopsticks to eat.

However, the changes that occurred next showed another side of the emperor.

The emperor... is the emperor after all.

Anyone who attempts to threaten His existence will pay the price.

Even though he couldn't overturn the table right now, he still had his own way of playing.

Black lines appeared on Zhao Yi's body, first on his limbs and finally gathered on the other side of his heart, where a human face emerged.

Su Luo, the owner of the tomb.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, watched this scene with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Zhao Yi once relayed his own arrangement inside the tomb owner's body and used the Black Book secret technique once.

He also paid a corresponding price for this, leaving behind hidden dangers that cannot be eliminated.

But this hidden danger was actually controllable, and Su Luo had a good personality. He was not competitive or violent, which minimized the impact of this side effect.

But now, with the further infusion of the emperor's power, Su Luo has been strengthened.

Regardless of whether Su Luo continues to choose to be ordinary or not, his influence on Zhao Yi will inevitably intensify. The side effects of using the Black Book secret technique once can instantly be compared to five times or even more.

Has the strength improved?
Promoted.

But Zhao Yi would rather not have this kind of promotion.

Because the extent of this increase in strength is far less than the cost required to maintain stability, and it will also lay the seeds of great disaster for the future.

As Su Luo's face became increasingly solid, it began to move, from Zhao Yi's chest to his shoulder, and then continued to move, covering Zhao Yi's face.

For a moment, Zhao Yi's face seemed blurry and unreal.

Li Zhuiyuan had seen a similar scene on the man under the peach forest. Now Zhao Yi was quickly chasing Qing'an.

In the rear compartment, gifts from a new round of concessions were also being distributed.

The four spiritual beasts in Tan Wenbin's body reappeared. They were originally pure and bright, but under the new round of indoctrination, they gradually revealed distortion and hideousness.

They have become more powerful and more violent. It is a big question whether they are still willing to abide by their original oath and whether the Five Senses Chart under the leadership of Li Zhuiyuan can continue to restrain them.

At least, when the four spirit beasts returned to Tan Wenbin's body after this infusion, they all showed varying degrees of resistance.

The light from the Liang sisters began to merge and even flow alternately with each other. From then on, the relationship between the two sisters changed.

They should have supported each other and become stronger together, but instead they became each other's predators. The weakening of one side can make the other side stronger, and the death of one side can bring the greatest benefit to the other side.

It is not uncommon for brothers and sisters to turn against each other over money. What the Liang sisters are facing now is the temptation of competition that far exceeds money. Can they continue to trust each other in the future?

The three-legged balance that had just formed in Run Sheng's body was broken, the ghost energy raged violently, and the evil energy and resentment resisted unwillingly, which caused most of the valves in Run Sheng's body to become blocked and forced to close.

Three black lights appeared in front of Lin Shuyou. This time, they didn't try to find the boy at all, but all hit Lin Shuyou's forehead.

The white crane mark between the eyebrows dimmed and was forcefully replaced by the black ghost general seal, which was equivalent to sealing the boy.

If the boy wants to revive and raise his head, the first person he has to face is Lin Shuyou himself.

It is true that the rapid infusion of external forces will inevitably lead to various problems, and forcing things to grow has always been a derogatory term.

But Li Zhuiyuan still believed that the emperor could have weakened this negative impact, but not only did he not do so, he deliberately magnified the negative impact as much as possible.

The evidence is that in this round of concessions, Li Zhuiyuan himself was the only one who was left out.

On the one hand, the emperor probably knew that no matter how malicious the gift was, the young man had the ability to adjust and absorb it; on the other hand, he was deliberately trying to warn him.

Li Zhuiyuan had no complaints about this.

On the radio, Brother Liangliang's crying gradually stopped.

Li Zhuiyuan was very grateful to Brother Liangliang for his persistence and help, even though this last persistence did not bring any obvious good results, but instead was full of problems.

But this is not Xue Liangliang's problem, it's his companions' own problem, they are "too weak to be nourished".

In addition, the problem is not terrible and can be solved through research.

The development paths of the partners were originally designed by Li Zhuiyuan himself. The boy believed that he could help them get back on track and ultimately achieve "a funeral turned into a happy occasion."

Guest house room.

Xue Liangliang was confused.

Suddenly, he forgot why he was crying, why he was sitting on the ground, and why he was holding the report tightly in his arms?
Liangliang has reached his limit and can no longer continue.

At this time, Mr. Zhai said:

"Comrade Xiao Xue, I want to fulfill one last wish before I retire and serve as the speaker for this meeting. I hope you can fulfill it."

Xue Liangliang handed over the report and said, "Of course, Mr. Zhai, you are the most suitable person to make this report."

Mr. Zhai reached out and took the book.

This time, there was no struggle between the two sides, and Xue Liangliang simply let go of his hand.

Mr. Luo frowned, looked puzzled, and turned to look at Mr. Zhai.

He had presided over many projects and had seen the real world. When Xue Liangliang and Li Zhuiyuan were threatened by the Queen Mother of the Bai Family, Engineer Luo even showed them how to excuse themselves in front of the Queen Mother of the Bai Family's statue.

Therefore, he has a certain sensitivity to things that seem incredible to normal people.

At this moment, Mr. Luo realized that this strong contrast of Xue Liangliang did not seem to be entirely Xue Liangliang's problem.

"Mr. Zhai, you..."

"Buzz!"

Before Mr. Luo could finish his words, another scene appeared in his and Xue Liangliang's sight.

In this scene, the actions and words of the two people all started to play in reverse, all the way until Mr. Zhai knocked on the door outside.

Then, at this point, fast forward again.

Mr. Zhai came in, and the three of them discussed the meeting procedures and precautions in the room.

Xue Liangliang did not refuse or cry, and Luo Gong did not show any doubt or confusion, and everyone talked very naturally.

Finally, Mr. Zhai made his unwelcome request, and Engineer Luo agreed. Xue Liangliang also readily handed over the report.

Since then, everything has returned to normal.

The discordant folds were smoothed out.

After all, Xue Liangliang and Luo Gong are not the Li Zhuiyuan of yesterday. They can clearly perceive this change and stay sober. They simply forget what happened in the "first round".

"It's getting late. I'll make some preparations before the meeting begins. I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

Mr. Zhai stood up and prepared to leave.

Luo Tingrui said, "We can't sleep anyway, so let's go downstairs and have some tea."

"Sure, I can have some further discussions while I'm watching it."

Just like that, Mr. Zhai, Mr. Luo and Xue Liangliang left the room and went to the first floor.

Thinking that it was too early and the guesthouse staff might not have come to work yet, Xue Liangliang brought his own tea, tea sets and a bottle of hot water.

However, today's meeting is really important, and the reception work is taken very seriously. The waiters have been on standby for a long time, and there are already several tables of people sitting downstairs drinking tea and waiting.

Mr. Zhai found a secluded corner and sat down. He talked to Luo Tingrui while flipping through the report, waiting for the meeting to officially begin.

On the way, Xue Liangliang went to the toilet, and when he was walking back, he stopped unconsciously.

There seemed to be an extremely important promise in his mind, but he couldn't remember it.

"Have I fulfilled this promise?"

I looked up towards Ghost Street. There was a heavy fog this morning. Ghost Street was completely covered in thick fog. It was gray and I couldn't see anything.

Xue Liangliang's heart was in turmoil.

With something on my mind, I walked back to the first floor and came to the corner where the teacher and Mr. Zhai were sitting.

Xue Liangliang's gaze subconsciously fell on the report that Mr. Zhai was reading.

Mr. Zhai turned his head slightly, glanced at Xue Liangliang, then closed the report and placed it on the inside of his seat.

The sofa was a bit slippery, and the report fell into the gap between the sofa and the wall.

Xue Liangliang: "Mr. Zhai, I'll pick it up."

Mr. Zhai stood up and rejected Xue Liangliang: "No, no, I can do it, you sit down."

He first pushed the sofa outward with some difficulty, then bent down and reached out, finally picking up the report, and said self-deprecatingly:

"Alas, I am getting older and my body is becoming less and less useful. Sometimes, I just can't accept my age. It's time to retire."

Luo Gong: "Even if you retire, Mr. Zhai, you can still continue to shine with your experience and knowledge. I don't believe you can really take a rest."

"See if you can go to school and teach the students again."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Luo immediately looked at Xue Liangliang.

Nowadays, graduates of Haihe University are basically guaranteed jobs. Whoever can grasp the power of assignment will have a higher voice in the school. Now Xue Liangliang actually has that power.

Xue Liangliang understood and directly extended an invitation: "If you don't mind, Mr. Zhai, you can come to our Haihe University as an honorary professor, teach students, and expand their horizons."

There was some movement on Mr. Zhai's face, but he did not rush to agree.

Xue Liangliang continued: "Xiaoyuan also goes to school there."

Old Zhai smiled and said, "Okay, after you finish handing over the things you have on hand, you can go to Nanjing for a while. Nanjing's elegance and grace are good for you."

Xue Liangliang had long noticed that Mr. Zhai liked Xiaoyuan. Of course, no teacher would dislike a student like Xiaoyuan.

However, Xue Liangliang did not tell Mr. Zhai that Xiaoyuan was basically not in school now, so it would be better to wait until he successfully tricked him over first.

General Zhai unfolded the report again and continued reading it.

Seeing that the teacup was empty, Xue Liangliang prepared to pour tea for the two teachers.

As soon as he stood up, Mr. Zhai closed the report and leaned back slightly.

Xue Liangliang joked: "You look like I'm trying to snatch something from you."

Mr. Zhai picked up the teacup, took a sip, and laughed. He himself was a little puzzled because he really felt this way in his heart.

At this time, Zheng Hua trotted in. He didn't see the people sitting in the corner downstairs, so he ran upstairs first, then ran downstairs to ask the waiter, and then he noticed the position of the teachers.

Zheng Hua: "Teacher, Engineer Luo, someone is here."

Engineer Luo and Mr. Zhai both stood up, straightened their clothes briefly, and went out together to greet them.

Although the meeting time is set in advance, most people will arrive very early, and the meeting can start at any time after the really important people arrive.

The TV station staff had already set up the equipment in the conference hall and had assigned a group of people to film at the entrance of the guesthouse.

The sun had already risen in the early morning, and half of Fengdu was covered in fog while the other half was clear and cloudless.

After a series of handshakes and greetings, Engineer Luo and Mr. Zhai, one on the left and one on the right, each leading a few people and surrounded by a group of people, walked towards the auditorium.

As they walked, Mr. Zhai stopped, and the team on his side also stopped.

Everyone looked at Mr. Zhai first and found that he was looking up at the sky.

There is a rainbow hanging above the head, which is very beautiful.

……

Li Zhuiyuan didn't care that he was left out in the last round of concessions.

What he couldn't understand was that his real self was still alive.

The boy didn't know why he was so strong.

There is also a problem with not dying completely, that is, from time to time, Li Zhuiyuan would switch to a state of dying.

Once I "returned" to Ghost Street, my whole body felt like half-melted ice cream, which was really tormenting.

At this moment, the Sanskrit sounds became louder and louder.

The team carrying the white dog and the Buddha statue was getting closer.

Whether it is the arhats carrying the palanquin or the monks leading the way, each of their appearances is solemn, dignified and exquisite.

The layers of Buddha's light illuminated the entire Ghost Street from bottom to top.

But it did not take any action on the dark clouds above, and only illuminated themselves.

The doors and windows of the shops on both sides of Ghost Street gradually opened, revealing the shadows of Buddhas inside.

It feels like all the Buddha statues in a big temple have been moved to Ghost Street for exhibition.

The team marched to Li Zhuiyuan.

The monks have a fragrance on their bodies, which is supposed to be refreshing and pleasant, but there are so many monks that the smell is too strong and becomes smoky.

Li Zhuiyuan was already exhaling more than inhaling, and with the addition of the smell, he began to gasp for breath at a high frequency. He was in a truck under the yellow river for a while, and then returned to the real ghost street.

This switching frequency made Li Zhuiyuan feel motion sick.

However, even if it was only intermittent, Li Zhuiyuan was able to see some clues when the chariot passed by him.

Logically speaking, the smell of the Arhat carrying the chariot should be the heaviest, but it is not. Their smells are progressive in a non-distant way.

Moreover, the footsteps of each arhat were not timely. The arhat in front had clearly walked past, but his footsteps were heard in the gap behind him.

Li Zhuiyuan: So, Bodhisattvas are not synchronized with this human world?
There are Buddhas of the past, present and future. So, did Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva choose to place himself in the future?

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that these guys would really do anything to live longer.

Neither the monk nor the arhat paid any attention to the young man who was "half-melted" on the side of the street.

The white dog on the chariot was almost killed by Li Zhuiyuan's previous attack. At this moment, it was paralyzed and very quiet.

However, the Buddha statue on the white dog slowly turned its head and faced Li Zhuiyuan.

The familiar gaze came again.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that this was the Bodhisattva examining him.

But the Bodhisattva did not kill him with a single flick of the finger, although the young man really hoped that the Bodhisattva would do so.

However, the Bodhisattva did not "crush" the little ant to death.

Because now Li Zhuiyuan can do nothing except waiting here to die, so it doesn't matter whether he is killed or not.

The front of the team stopped in front of the altar left by Li Zhuiyuan.

The monks chanted scriptures, and their faith gathered on the chariot, forming a flow of golden light. A large hand as white as jade stretched out from the golden light, raised a finger, and pointed forward.

"Om."

Like rippling water, extremely miserable screams were heard, and endless ghost shadows overflowed and wandered the entire ghost street.

Even though all the monks on the street were chanting scriptures, they were still unable to suppress the slight overflow of ghost energy at this moment.

Li Zhuiyuan blocked out the roar of the evil spirit by himself, and now he could only hear the slightest sound of flowing water.

It wasn't raining, and there was no dock, but there was a real river that seemed to be falling from the sky, and after being smoothed, it flowed towards this side.

This is... river water.

The reason why I came to Fengdu this time was because of the river water pushed by the Bodhisattva.

Li Zhuiyuan has the authority to open the gate of hell, and Bodhisattva has the ability to open the gate of hell.

Even if the Ghost Gate was not opened by the young man himself, as long as the young man came to the Ghost Street and drew the river water, the Bodhisattva could use the river water to push the door and open the Ghost Gate.

As long as the key is here, the decision to open the door no longer depends on the opinion of the key.

"Boom!"

The gate of hell is opening, bringing with it the smell of decay and dust.

More and more ghost energy surged out, and all the monks on the street sat cross-legged in meditation, with golden marks appearing between their brows. Next, as soon as this large amount of ghost energy came out of the ghost gate, it was actively absorbed into the bodies of these monks.

Li Zhuiyuan watched helplessly as many monks’ faces turned blue, and their originally kind faces became twisted and hideous.

They are using this self-sacrificing method to help the Bodhisattvas to share and bear the pressure.

Even though Li Zhuiyuan felt that they didn't need to do this, as a Bodhisattva, if he couldn't even withstand this little pressure, it would be better for him to get down from the lotus platform as soon as possible.

They took the initiative to do this in order to gain a great sense of satisfaction. The Bodhisattva did not stop them, nor did he reach out to help them share the burden, even though it was very simple for Him.

The opened Ghost Gate is no longer just a door. It is more like a crack that has been torn open again, like a scar that remains in the world.

The Arhats carrying the palanquin stopped there, and even though the gates of hell had been opened, they did not move forward.

The big hand stretched out again and grabbed a corner of the Ghost Gate. Soon, strands of gold spread from the big hand to the Ghost Gate.

Li Zhuiyuan finally understood that the Bodhisattva had no intention of entering the ghost gate and the underworld.

The Bodhisattva deceived the world and deceived the mythology.

Of course, it is possible that the Bodhisattva once planned to enter the underworld, but now, perhaps the Bodhisattva has changed his mind.

The Bodhisattva will not go in. He wants to take control of the Ghost Gate and seal it forever.

The Ghost Gate that cannot be opened again will lose its meaning of existence, and the underworld that is completely isolated from the outside world will no longer have any value in existence.

Permanent closure is equivalent to destruction.

Then, the Bodhisattva can create a new underworld of his own from scratch, redefining the relationship between Yin and Yang based on his own blueprint.

I have to say that this is quite consistent with the behavior of Bodhisattvas. They gave up the title of True Lord and allowed him to be permanently enthroned, and then established a system of officials, generals and leaders.

The evil spirit on the Ghost Gate is being constantly transformed by the Buddha's light. When the Buddha's light completely covers the entire Ghost Gate, it means that the Bodhisattva has complete control over it.

The speed, although not slow, is not fast either.

It should be because I only used one hand, so, what was the other hand protecting?

Li Zhuiyuan glanced outside the ghost street out of the corner of his eye.

Maybe he is guarding against the emperor outside.

From this point of view, the Bodhisattva is certain that Mr. Zhai is the real King of Fengdu, or perhaps the real King is not in Fengdu at this moment.

The gods are all setting up traps for each other and guarding against each other.

In a confrontation of this level, because there is the pressure of Heaven, it is no longer a situation of just fighting as soon as you meet. There are many things that need to be considered.

Let’s see who wins in the end.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that the emperor would win.

Even though the Bodhisattva's performance and true purpose were beyond or even subverted Li Zhuiyuan's original expectations, this did not affect Li Zhuiyuan's judgment of the result, because he did not take the Bodhisattva's variables into account.

I think the Great Emperor will win, because in this wave, the Great Emperor's direct intervention is the least, unlike the Bodhisattva, who has never appeared, but has obviously intervened many times.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that the one who could sit on the Diaoyutai with confidence would have a greater chance of winning.

It has only been a short time since I came to the river. The Bodhisattva picked up my knife, but the Emperor has been using the identity of Old Zhai for a long time.

"boom!"

At this moment, two huge, skinny hands reached out from the ghost gate and grabbed the Bodhisattva's pure white and holy hand.

Then, they began to pull it towards the ghost gate.

The moment the two sides came into contact, a terrifying aftertaste lingered. Fortunately, they were above and the scattered cross-sections were also above. If this happened on the ground, Li Zhuiyuan felt that at least this ghost street would be wiped out in an instant.

The Bodhisattva calculated wrongly, the Emperor... is in Fengdu.

The emperor is forcibly dragging the Bodhisattva who is trying to control the Ghost Gate into the underworld of Fengdu.

The Bodhisattva stretched out his other hand and the two sides began to wrestle.

The image of the four hands quickly dissipated and turned into a stalemate between the black aura of the emperor and the Buddha's light of the Bodhisattva. Both sides were depleting their own strength.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan felt that all the suffering he had endured in his previous life was worth it.

This level of combat is hard to come by, and even if you do get one... forget about being able to get up close and watch it safely.

It's not like now. Anyway, my life is worth it. If I die, I will just reunite with my companions in the truck. I can still be alive. Even if I am wiped out by some small aftermath, it doesn't matter.

At this point, my mission for this wave has been completed. I have come here from thousands of miles away with great effort just to connect them and set up a card table.

The stalemate was still going on. Li Zhuiyuan couldn't tell who had the upper hand. It seemed like the two sides were evenly matched.

Under normal circumstances, this would be impossible. Although Li Zhuiyuan didn't know how powerful these two "immortals" were, it didn't make sense for them to be equally powerful.

So, one side didn't use its full strength.

He probably felt that he didn't need to go all out because the backup plan was coming soon.

But the emperor is also in there.

Once that back-up plan appears, won’t even the emperor be affected?

Li Zhuiyuan felt that this was probably the main reason why the Bodhisattva had previously believed that the Great Emperor was outside, not just because He had met the figure behind Mr. Zhai in the guesthouse.

In short, in this battle of planning, the emperor was ruthless to himself, to a degree that even his opponent could not have expected.

……

Guest house, auditorium.

As the speaker, Mr. Zhai stood on the stage and gave a report.

Although he is old, his voice is still loud and his words are very clear. During his statement, the future vision of this project is gradually unfolding in the minds of the participants.

The report is not too long, but every word in it is related to the fate of countless people.

How many cultural relics will have to be rescued and transferred, how many people will have to pack their bags and rush to their arranged new hometowns, and how many parts of this city will be completely submerged under water.

In the past, the changes in the world would take a long time, but now, this possibility can be realized in a short time.

Mr. Zhai was tired of talking. When he picked up the teacup to drink water, he motioned Xue Liangliang to come up and help him with some additional data introduction.

Xue Liangliang’s supplement made the picture in the minds of the participants more three-dimensional.

Many people looked down at their feet or raised their hands. The future here and the present here collided in the perception of the participants.

Because we believe that the project will be completed and successful, we believe that the future described in the report will definitely come, which in turn impacts the current reality at this moment.

After making this gesture, many people laughed at themselves, which also indirectly shows the high level of this report.

The technical discussions and verifications have already been completed, and the formal implementation of the project will require the cooperation of many departments.

Therefore, it is particularly important to let everyone know clearly what is being done and what will be accomplished.

Xue Liangliang finished his supplementary speech and walked off the stage.

Mr. Zhai pointed at Xue Liangliang's back and said to the audience:
"This is Lao Luo's favorite student. In terms of training students, Lao Luo is indeed ahead of me. Just like our project, it is foreseeable that it will take a long time, and even after it is completed, all aspects of the future will still need maintenance and even protection.

The carrying pole we have inherited from our predecessors is destined to be entrusted to the next generation. We should not only believe in the wisdom of future generations, but also believe that future generations with better platforms will be wiser than us, just as our predecessors also viewed us in the same way. "

There was applause from the audience.

Luo Tingrui clapped his hands while looking for Li Zhuiyuan.

Mr. Zhai's previous words were polite, but the training of students and disciples has always been the part that Luo Tingrui is most proud of.

As long as they are still working hard and building on the front line, even if he is too old to lie in bed, he will still have a strong sense of participation. In the ever-changing future, there will be a small speck of light that belongs to him.

"Liangliang, where is Xiaoyuan?"

"You should sit at the back of the auditorium. You know, the seats at the front are not very convenient."

The seating arrangement for this meeting was very strict.

Luo Tingrui smiled and said, "If it's inconvenient, just sit on my lap."

Xue Liangliang: "Teacher, you want to show off this little champion before Xiaoyuan grows up, right?"

Luo Tingrui: "The top scorer is nothing. I saw what Xiaoyuan compiled during the meeting that day. Xiaoyuan has already caught up with or even surpassed you as a senior brother in terms of professionalism."

Xue Liangliang: "Isn't this normal?"

Luo Tingrui nodded: "That's true."

Mr. Zhai finished the report without any hesitation. When he said the last few words, he closed the report and folded it in his hands.

"Thank you, everyone. This concludes my report."

After saying that, Mr. Zhai slammed the report onto the table in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Everyone in the audience stood up and applauded enthusiastically, because this meeting could also be seen as a mobilization meeting before the start of the project.

A shadow emerged from behind Mr. Zhai.

Mr. Zhai walked down the stage while his shadow floated upwards.

At this moment, rays of light have gathered here.

The shadow stood in the center of the glow, raised his hand and pointed to the ghost street area that was still shrouded in fog.

In a flash, the sunset glow disappeared.

These rays of light are faith, belief, and the fearless courage to change the sun and the moon to create a new world. They are also the highest level of luck.

It will ebb and flow, float and sink, but at this moment, it is as powerful as a rainbow, with five stars rising in the east, and it cannot be stopped!
"Ksitigarbha, you want to seal me in Fengdu and recreate the underworld.

Then today, I will personally help you realize your great dream.

Enter my hell,

For me,

Suppress all the ghosts!"

……

Ghost Street.

In the blink of an eye, countless large holes were poked in the dark clouds in the sky, and a force that could not be described in words came down with a bang, hitting the Buddha's light heavily.

The stalemate balance was broken in an instant.

The Buddha's light involuntarily began to enter the ghost gate.

But the Bodhisattva does not want to enter the gate of hell. If I don’t go to hell, who will? and I vow not to become a Buddha until hell is empty, referring to His own hell.

When the new hell was first built, it was naturally empty.

Bodhisattvas will naturally become Buddhas.

The Buddha's light was further squeezed, and entering the ghost gate seemed to be a certainty.

But at this moment, although the Buddha's light was still there, it showed obvious stratification.

A solemn voice echoed from above:
“I’m in the future.”

Being in the future not only blocks one's perception of Heaven, but also allows one to escape from this carefully arranged vortex at this very moment.

However, from this sentence, we can also see that in this battle of layout and confrontation, the Bodhisattva admitted defeat.

The Bodhisattva is no longer thinking about how to win, but is instead planning how to escape.

But is it really useful to hide in the future?
When Li Zhuiyuan saw the "water" rising in front of him, he knew that the Bodhisattva might not be able to leave, because this "water" was not the same as the previous "river water". It was more realistic and more turbulent. Most importantly, this "water" also came from the future.

This place will be flooded in the future.

The waves hit it hard, and eventually, the Buddha's light, which had originally appeared in layers, was squeezed out again.

The rays of light and the waves converged to form an extremely terrifying force that roared loudly.

"Yin Changsheng..."

The Bodhisattva only had time to leave these words before the Buddha's light was completely sucked into the Ghost Gate, and along with it was the King of Hell who was also inside the Ghost Gate.

This impact has not yet ended and is very long-lasting. You know, this is a force that even Bodhisattvas cannot resist, but at this moment it is rushing into the underworld through the Ghost Gate, as if the end of the underworld has arrived.

Li Zhuiyuan was quite curious. If conditions allowed, he really wanted to go into the underworld to take a look. However, the current conditions did not allow it at all.

The young man didn't know how many ruins would be left in the underworld after this scouring, but if he put himself in the emperor's perspective, since the Bodhisattva wanted to seal the underworld and create a new one, it would be better to pull the Bodhisattva under his seat and then rebuild it himself.

In this way, he not only solved the problem of the powerful enemy who was in dispute with him over the orthodoxy, but also reduced the forces that had their own ulterior motives and had begun to act secretly behind his back, without dirtying his hands.

Li Zhuiyuan was sitting on the ground, witnessing the whole process. At this moment, he felt a sense of emptiness after watching an open-air movie in the village. He felt satisfied, yet still unsatisfied.

"Squeak...squeak..."

The Ghost Gate, which had just been opened, began to close.

The grand reshuffle has come to an end, and what remains will be the winner's job to clean up the table again.

A black shadow passed across the river, landed on the dock, and then went up along the Ghost Street.

Li Zhuiyuan watched him coming.

In him, the boy saw the image of the great emperor, and at the same time felt familiar with Master Zhai.

Old Zhai is Old Zhai, and the Great Emperor is the Great Emperor. Although they are derived from one, they are not the only one.

Now, the emperor has separated from Zhai Lao.

Now, this dark shadow will return to the underworld to integrate into his true self, and from now on, Mr. Zhai will no longer have any disputes with the emperor.

Living long does have its advantages. You can even devote part of your mind to living out almost an entire life for someone else.

But Li Zhuiyuan does not envy this advantage. If he can experience other people's lives at will, who will continue to cherish his own life?
After living your whole life for others, when it comes back to yourself, what's the point of living? It's meaningless.

The boy's body is now melted, but his mind is still clear.

So, when the black shadow passed in front of him, the boy exerted his last bit of strength and raised his hand.

“Hiss…hiss…”

My body was like an uncooked egg that was turned over and the contents burst out.

Li Zhuiyuan himself felt that he was really disgusting at the moment.

But he still stubbornly reached out to grab the black shadow's ankle.

At this moment, I am no longer out of breath and have a little more strength. Hmm, this must be the last bit of my life.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the black shadow and asked:
"Where's Mengmeng?"

There was no Mengmeng in the truck.

The boy's hand grabbed nothing, and the black shadow continued to move forward without looking down at the boy or even pausing.

The anger in the past was fake. Thinking back, Li Zhuiyuan could reasonably suspect that when the emperor issued the decree to exterminate the entire family, he was also paving the way for today's layout.

The emperor is alive, he is not sealed in a sleeping state. After living for such a long time, how could he still have the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of a human being?
Oh no, earlier in the truck, the emperor’s words “How big is your appetite?” must have really shown his anger.

Because he successfully offended the emperor through Liangliang and touched the emperor's majesty.

The dark shadow walked towards the ghost gate that was slowly closing.

Li Zhuiyuan's weak voice continued to ring out:

"We came here together, so we must go back together. Put Mengmeng back. This is not her home anymore. I want to take her back to my home in Nantong."

The shadow walked into the ghost gate, not intending to pay any attention.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Just now in the last round, you missed me, and I haven't received the reward for that round. It's not right that they all have it, but I missed it. This is unreasonable and makes no sense. It will make me lose face."

The black shadow turned around from the door, and this time, he was looking at Li Zhuiyuan.

Although I couldn't see his true face, I could feel that he seemed to find it a little bit interesting and a little bit ridiculous at the moment.

Because, Li Zhuiyuan's current appearance and the words the boy just said did indeed carry a kind of naivety that should not appear in him.

Is it begging, is it acting coquettishly, is it wanting to get your true recognition?

You really dare to think about it, and even more so, you really dare to ask for it.

The black shadow just stood inside the door and took a final look at Li Zhuiyuan. After all, this child was his "successor" verbally.

The Ghost Gate had been closed until only a crack remained, and this crack happened to be where the black shadow was standing.

Soon, the ghost gate will close the gap, ending the eye contact between the black shadow and the boy.

However, at this moment, an extremely abrupt sound was heard:
"Crack!"

The Ghost Gate was stuck here and did not move, leaving just enough of a gap for the black shadow and the young man to look at each other.

The black shadow first raised his head and looked upwards, then looked again at Li Zhuiyuan who was blending into the street outside.

The boy's pleading stopped and the humility in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the calmness he was most accustomed to.

If his skin wasn't severely cracked and unable to make any unnecessary movements, Li Zhuiyuan would really want to try to curl the corners of his mouth and give a faint smile to the dark shadow in the crack of the door.

You can ignore me and walk past me calmly; but in the end, you still have to walk back the same way you walked past me.

Why was it so simple and straightforward when Zhao Yi went to die before, and why did he fail to create the kind of beauty of death he wanted? Because he was drained dry by Li Zhuiyuan before he went to die.

Li Zhuiyuan finally chose to die together with Di Ting because he himself had been drained dry and could not do anything extra.

You know, he could have used the Fengdu formation to suppress Di Ting and get a chance to face the Bodhisattva directly. Even if the ending was bound to be killed by the Bodhisattva with one finger, this experience was still invaluable.

Even so, Li Zhuiyuan gave up.

When lending his brain to Li Zhuiyuan, Zhao Yi showed a look of shock and admiration to Li Zhuiyuan.

Because he "saw" what Mr. Li was doing secretly!
The black shadow walked out from the gap in the ghost gate, and his facial features began to become clear. His eyes were looking at the dying boy on the ground without any cover. They were no longer interesting, funny or pitiful, but solemn with intense complexity.

He originally thought that Xue Liangliang's persistence was the young man's greatest reliance, and he set a threshold for himself within his simplest link.

But he didn't expect that the simplest part was actually here.

At this moment, he even took the initiative to speak, with a suppressed dignity in his voice, trying to make his tone as gentle and soft as possible:

"Disciple, tell me, what did you do secretly?"

"Master, I changed the formation of our front door."

(End of this chapter)