Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 32

Li Zhuiyuan now had only one thought in his mind.
That is:
Is Guixiang.com still effective?

Although I can't see Runsheng or the net now, I should still be within the area covered by the net.

The shadow under his feet was slowly extending forward, swaying to the left, which meant that it was slowly approaching him.

The boy's inner torment and fear are increasing.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head again and looked at Brother Bao and Zhao Xing who were kneeling over there. They were still wailing in pain, but their eyes were not focused on him.

Fortunately, I am not tall and I was squatting, and the person behind me can be seen to be taller from his shadow. Therefore, even if both of them are standing on the same line of sight, I can clearly see the difference from the eyes of the "two people" opposite.

This means that Guixiang.com is still functioning, but it cannot see itself!

But the problem now is that it is getting closer and closer, and in a few more steps, it will hit me.

Li Zhuiyuan remained squatting and began to move his feet carefully, trying his best not to make any unnecessary noise.

He was moving towards Runsheng's location and could not move in other directions. If he left the range of the Guixiang Network, he would be exposed.

Li Zhuiyuan felt like he was a crab, walking sideways.

When he took the last step, just as his foot moved away, another strange big foot landed on the ground. If it was half a beat later, it would have touched his foot.

Immediately afterwards, the opponent's feet came into Li Zhuiyuan's sight. The feet were highly rotten, but where the flesh should have fallen off, they were filled with layers of yellow-white tumors.

The color of this tumor is exactly the same as that of the Tai Sui in the water tank.

So, this is how the magical health-preserving item that the Jiang family treasures came about?

You know, they not only eat the Tai Sui themselves, but also use the water in the water tank to make tea and cook every day.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes slowly moved upwards. The man had no clothes on, just like the two skeletons dug out from the pond later. He must have been stripped naked before being killed and buried.

Jiang Dongping was wearing clothes and a watch, which meant that the dead man in front of him was indeed the victim.

The rest of its body was similar to its feet, all of them were rotten. The Tai Sui-like substance was spread all over the body, like glue, gluing the skin and flesh to the skeleton again, keeping it relatively intact.

Its left leg was bent and turned outward, as if it was lame, so it walked slowly and swayed a little to the left.

However, it stopped in front of the tombstone.

The next moment, it knelt down.

Li Zhuiyuan then looked at the tombstone again. Previously, he and Runsheng just thought that this tombstone was larger than the surrounding ones and was suitable for the two of them to hide.

Only now have we discovered that this is a tomb for a couple.

Quickly scanning the words on the tombstone, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the husband's surname was "Zhou".

Therefore, the dead body in front of it is most likely the man named Zhou who was buried by Brother Leopard himself, and the place where it is kneeling now may be the grave of its own parents.

He was killed and buried by Jiang Dongping. After he fell dead, he completed his revenge and came to the grave of his parents.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed the year and month of death. It was two years ago. The old couple died only one month apart, which means they died almost exactly one after the other.

Nowadays, unless you go through official channels, most movie posters are printed on calendars to enhance their practicality.

On the wooden board at the entrance of Sister Mei's video studio, the largest and oldest poster is of Joey Wong, and the date marked below it is also two years ago.

In other words, it is very likely that Brother Bao made a lot of money by helping Jiang Dongping kill people and bury bodies, which enabled him to open a video hall in the town with his girlfriend Sister Mei.

Death did not kowtow, but just knelt in front of the tombstone. It made no sound, but the screams of Brother Bao and Zhao Xing were heard all around.

Li Zhuiyuan finally understood. No wonder they deliberately did not kill them but tortured them for so long, because only the wails and screams from the enemies were the best tribute.

But gradually, the dead head suddenly moved slightly.

It sniffed, then slowly turned its head towards Li Zhuiyuan, as if it had discovered something.

The boy's heart was in his throat at this moment. The purpose of his coming out today was to connect theory with practice, but the targets he chose for himself were Brother Bao and Zhao Xing, the two accomplices who dared to come to his house to threaten and provoke him.

With the help of the newly-made professional equipment, Runsheng and I should have no problem dealing with them.

As for the death of this beast that can control its minions, it is actually a bit beyond the scope. It is so difficult at the beginning, and I feel a little unsure.

The most important thing is that this person was a victim before he died. If it was Jiang Dongping who had changed, he would have done what he had to do if he really had no choice. But for this person, it seems inappropriate for him to take the initiative to do it.

But just when it turned its head halfway and moved a little closer to meet the boy's eyes, black mist suddenly rose from its body, as if the water vapor in its body was evaporating.

Sidao turned his head back and faced the tombstone.

A hoarse friction sound came from deep in its throat, and the Tai Sui all over its body began to tremble.

Li Zhuiyuan had seen a similar scene with the cat-faced old lady. After he gave her a revenge plan, her resentment began to dissipate.

Wei Zhengdao wrote in "Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu":
【Death, born from the resentment and foul air of the martial arts world. 】

[If there is no solution to the resentment, then it will wander around the rivers and lakes and swamps, endangering the human world, and should be killed by the way of heaven. ]

When reading the book before, Li Zhuiyuan paid attention to the latter sentence, especially the phrase "there is no solution to the resentment".

Since death is born with resentment as its carrier, then if we dissolve its resentment, won’t it disappear?

Just like the black cat, it is about to complete its revenge and be free.

Then, the unsolvable resentment in the book seems to mean that the enemy is no longer there or cannot be found. Death cannot eliminate itself in this way, and can only wander around the water systems, causing harm to the living, so they must be eliminated.

Really, is it just that simple?

Then why not mention that “there is a solution to the grudge”?

In "Records of Conquering Demons by the Righteous Path", all that is recorded are methods of subduing and killing people. It seems that from the author's perspective, it has long been assumed that "there is no solution to grudges" is the only option.

But he could have left it out, and the sentence would still be coherent.

Li Zhuiyuan speculated that this should be the political correctness of that era, that is, evil things like the dead must never harm the living.

The reason why Wei Zhengdao added the sentence "If the resentment has no solution" in the book was actually to deliberately add unnecessary details. He did not want to rebel against the political correctness of the time, but he added a hint of a backdoor when writing the book.

Because, "if there is a solution to resentment", there is no need to teach any specific method, you just need to help the dead to get rid of the object of resentment.

But helping evil things to harm living people, isn’t that a typical case of aiding and abetting evil?
How could a righteous person do such a thing?
Don't talk about the saying "every wrong has its perpetrator" or "every debt has its creditor" or "don't try to make any excuses. If political correctness can be affected in this way, it is no longer political correctness.

However, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly discovered that everything he and his grandfather encountered seemed to lead to the conclusion that "grudges can be resolved."

It seems that what my grandfather and I are taking is indeed not the "right path".

……

The record of Jiang's family members is in progress.

Death is actually not a big deal, whether it is death from death, illness, accident or mishap. As long as the population in an area is dense enough and large enough, it would be strange if there were no deaths one day.

But homicide is different. The public pays great attention to it and it can easily cause social panic.

Therefore, the fact that three bodies were dug out from a pond this time is extremely bad in nature. Even the Municipal Bureau is paying close attention to this matter. Tan Yunlong estimates that a special task force led by the Municipal Bureau will be here soon.

In addition, if it is confirmed that gangs and violence are involved, then subsequent crackdown and cleanup activities will inevitably be carried out throughout the city.

However, these are later stories.

Walking out of the director's office, Tan Yunlong touched his nose. Such a vicious case occurred in the jurisdiction, which put a lot of pressure not only on the station but also on the county. The only remedy that can be done now is to solve the case as quickly as possible and strive for outstanding performance.

The pressure was passed down layer by layer and finally fell on Tan Yunlong.

Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette and walked into the interrogation room. He wanted to personally interrogate those members of the Jiang family who tried to stop the digging by the pond.

The interrogation went smoothly. Firstly, their psychological quality and professional qualities were not good enough. In fact, the Jiang family was supported by Jiang Dongping alone. Now that Jiang Dongping is gone, the remaining few are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp.

Second, Tan Yunlong induced them to confess, hinting to them that Jiang Dongping was already dead, and that they should quickly confess, thus throwing all the dirty water on the dead Jiang Dongping.

This was considered an illegal operation, but if he, Tan Yunlong, had been a good boy, he would not have been demoted to the town police station.

In short, there have been huge breakthroughs and progress in the case. They have also implicated a number of people and have now arrested them.

But there was a victim named Zhou, but his body was not found.

Because Zhou's left leg was broken and he was lame, the other two skeletons were examined and no signs of fracture were found.

According to the confession of Jiang's family, this Zhou and Jiang Dongping had business competition, so Jiang Dongping teamed up with Zhou's good friend, a man named Zhao from Shijia Village, to lure Zhou out in the name of celebrating his son's birthday and then killed him.

The man surnamed Zhao has been arrested. It seems that his son died not long ago. The police around him all said that this was retribution.

Tan Yunlong doesn't believe in this, but he doesn't reject it either. If retribution for bad deeds in this world comes promptly, the police would definitely be the one to see it.

However, the question now is how to reasonably explain the disappearance of the victim named Zhou and the inexplicable death of Jiang Dongping?

Of course, if you don't pursue rationality, that's fine. The body of the victim named Zhou was moved, discarded and dealt with again, and Jiang Dongping died in the Jiang family's own internal strife. Anyway, those guys were not good people, so there's nothing wrong with putting the blame on them.

However, these have nothing to do with me now. The case has been solved to this point and I can report to the authorities.

With a cigarette in his hand, Tan Yunlong's thoughts returned to the pond that had not been dug or damaged recently. He was very confused as to how Jiang Dongping's fresh body was buried there.
However, not many people know about this incident, and even if the site was carefully protected at the time and everything that needed to be excavated had been excavated, it is difficult to be sure that the pond has not been disturbed recently.

"Captain Tan, it's ready."

"Ah."

Tan Yunlong took the document, looked at it, and nodded: "Dig deeper and don't let anyone who should be caught go."

"Okay, got it."

"That Mr. Li, is he still in the station?"

"Yes, he is having a good chat with our forensic doctor Xiao Wang."

"Really?"

"I just went to the forensic room to get some documents. Mr. Li was pointing at the body and talking. Doctor Wang was taking notes in a notebook, just like a teacher teaching a class."

Forensic doctor Xiao Wang is very young and has just started working. It is because of her that the town police station has its own forensic room. Before that, they had to either hire someone from the hospital or borrow someone from the neighboring unit.

It's just that forensic doctor Xiao Wang has a cold personality. Several young single male police officers in the station wanted to give it a try, but they were all rejected coldly without any hesitation, without even a chance or polite words.

Tan Yunlong recalled the scene of Li Zhuiyuan digging up corpses, and could only sigh: "In fact, some talented people in the folks are also really capable, and they cannot be generalized as simple feudal superstition."

The phone on the desk rang. Tan Yunlong picked up the phone, said "yes" several times in a row, and then hung up.

He stood up and straightened his clothes:
"The city bureau's special investigation team is here. Let's go and report on the progress of the investigation."

……

In front of the tombstone, the black mist rising from the dead body was getting more and more, and faster and faster.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that it would soon be freed.

However, he didn't know what exactly caused the process to be accelerated so drastically.

Could it be because the police are investigating a case?
But...is it really that efficient?

"Baji! Baji! Baji!"

After a certain amount of the black mist evaporated, the dead body shrank a little. At the same time, the Tai Sui on the body began to crack and splash pus.

A strong fishy smell immediately filled the air all around.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that this should be the stench of a water corpse that his grandfather and his men often talked about.

The freshly dead ones are easy to fish out and not too disgusting. But the ones that have been dead for a long time and have been soaked into pig skin jelly are really pungent.

If you catch them, even if you take a bath with soap seven or eight times, you can still smell the odor on your body three days later.

The Tai Sui began to crack, and the dead body lost its adhesion. The rotten flesh began to fall off rapidly, and the body gradually shrank like ice melting.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that among the disgusting bubbles, there seemed to be a black round object churning inside. This object should have been inside the dead body.

It seems to be a copper coin.

However, the accident happened.

The dead man stretched out his hand, with only bones left on his palm, and pointed at Brother Bao and Zhao Xing who were kneeling over there.

It should have intended to end the memorial service and take the two accomplices away, but it underestimated its own speed of dissipation, and the hand it had just raised gradually and weakly fell down.

In comparison, the black cat was much smarter. When the black mist rose from its body, it was able to suppress it again and waited for its revenge to be completed.

Moreover, the black cat also understood some of the rules of righteous people, and more than once expressed surprise and incomprehension at his help.

But this dead body obviously doesn't have that ability, which means that it... has gone too far.

Brother Bao and Zhao Xing, who were free from shackles and oppression, stood up slowly even though their bodies were broken.

Now they look like plastic models that have been smashed, broken, and badly damaged in front of a clothing store.

But the resentment in their eyes was even stronger. It was obvious that the previous pain and torture had completely aroused all the violence in their hearts.

Instead of coming this way, they walked towards another tombstone.

Although there was nothing there, Li Zhuiyuan knew that was where the two thugs were kneeling in real life.

"Click..."

The dead body had almost completely melted into the pus, with only a head still attached to some skin and flesh. It twisted its head with difficulty, and the white bone arm next to it also moved slightly towards Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan blinked, feeling very puzzled. He seemed to be able to sense what the corpse that was about to dissolve wanted to express.

Just like Ahri's expressions and movements are usually very subtle, and I can understand her.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said, "Go with peace of mind. You must believe that the police will uphold justice for you."

Then, Li Zhuiyuan added: "I'll take care of those two for you."

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the flesh and blood on his dead head began to peel off, and it completely turned into a pile of bones, completing its disintegration in front of his parents' tombstone.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't like the fact that innocent people died, and finally sighed: Justice may be late but it will never be absent.

But in this situation, as a bystander, sometimes we will try to beautify it as much as possible in order to comfort ourselves.

For example, I feel now that their family is finally reunited.

This is kindness and blessing from the boy.

Because Li Zhuiyuan still cannot be 100% sure of one thing.

That is, Guixiang.com can indeed hide from Brother Bao and Zhao Xing, but is it really useful in the face of this kind of death that can control his minions?
If it really worked, then why did it turn its head and look at me after it knelt down?
is it possible,
Could it actually have been able to see the two teenagers hiding behind its parents' tombstones?
"Ding……"

With a crisp sound, the pitch-black copper coin rolled down along the white bones and rolled in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to reach out and take it directly. He suspected that it was the cause of this strange phenomenon.

I don't want to be covered with Tai Sui all over my body.

Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan began to feel dizzy and aches all over his body.

He probably guessed what was happening outside, because soon he heard Runsheng's voice calling out to him:
"Xiaoyuan, don't sleep anymore, wake up, wake up quickly."

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes and saw Runsheng grabbing his shoulders and shaking him hard.

"Huh...Xiaoyuan, you finally woke up."

"Brother Runsheng, do you know how strong you are?"

"Ah, sorry, they are standing up."

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and saw that the two thugs had stopped kneeling and started walking towards them. They were already very close, but because they were on the Homecoming Network, they couldn't see them.

"Xiao Yuan, what do you think we should do?"

Runsheng clenched the Yellow River shovel in his right hand; he had been wanting to move for a long time.

"Brother Runsheng, beat them up."

"Hey!"

Runsheng immediately let out a low growl, tensed his muscles, pulled the net open with his left hand, and rushed forward with the Yellow River shovel in his right hand.

When the two thugs saw the living person suddenly appear, they were frightened for a moment and retreated quickly.

But Runsheng didn't care. He raised the shovel and hit a gangster's arm.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of broken bones, and the arm was directly disabled, but the gangster did not scream or cry out in pain. Instead, he bent down, swung his body, and hugged Runsheng with his other hand. His head and shoulders were stuck on Runsheng's waist, entangling Runsheng.

Runsheng raised the shovel and wanted to hit him on the head, but when he remembered Xiaoyuan's order was to cripple the man but not kill him, he could only turn the shovel upside down, use the shovel handle to get between himself and the gangster, use his chest as the lifting point, and apply force directly, just like a bottle opener, to forcibly pull the gangster off him.

But behind him, another gangster rushed up with his mouth open and bit Runsheng's arm, looking like a mad dog.

"hiss……"

Runsheng gasped in pain, but the excitement on his face immediately intensified.

At this moment, he seemed to be a completely different person from the Runsheng who usually pushed the cart and farmed in the fields.

Runsheng opened his mouth, lowered his head, and bit the gangster's neck.

"Wow!"

This thug just bit with his teeth, but Runsheng tore it apart with his mouth!
After opening his mouth and biting down, he immediately raised his head and shook it, and a large piece of flesh was lifted off.

Runsheng's face was covered in blood, but his excitement continued to rise.

To put it bluntly, those who are lackeys are the lowest of the low among the devils;
Zhao Xing and Brother Bao, who control these two gangsters, are a frail young man who likes to play because his family has some money, and a middle-aged gangster who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Li Zhuiyuan remembered that once during the Chinese New Year, when his family had a dinner together, Grandpa Bei was scolding his cousin who liked to fight at school, and he said: Trying to find a true hero among the old guns is like looking for gold in shit!

To put it bluntly, anyone with real guts would never do such a shameless thing.

Look, these two people were actually frightened by Runsheng's aura. They forgot that they were the ghosts and actually ran away.

However, Brother Runsheng is really awesome.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder, if he made a few better tools for Brother Runsheng, then even if the previous death was done to the two of them, Brother Runsheng would not be unable to defeat him.

During the previous fight, Li Zhuiyuan was tactful enough not to get close, but now, he can take action.

Holding the Seven-Star Hook in the right hand, press the ink pad with the left thumb, then tap it on the side of the Seven-Star Hook and pull it hard. The seven sections of the Seven-Star Hook will extend out and be smeared with red marks at the same time.

Squatting down in a horse stance and exerting force from his waist, Li Zhuiyuan first swept the Seven Star Hook towards the ankle of a gangster. The front section immediately split into two openings like mantis pincers, which clamped the opponent's ankle.

"Pfft..."

Li Zhuiyuan was pulled forward by the force and managed to keep his body steady with difficulty, while the gangster fell face down.

This is a fatal move from the second volume of "Records of Subduing Demons by the Righteous Way".

"what!!!"

The gangster lay on the ground, holding his ankle and started screaming.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the Homecoming Net and covered him with it.

The other gangster was knocked to the ground by Runsheng, who raised his fist and punched him in the face. In an instant, it was like a dye shop was overturned, and all kinds of colors spilled out.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately shouted, "Brother Runsheng!"

Runsheng seemed to shiver suddenly, and he restrained himself from throwing the second punch. His facial expression gradually changed from intense excitement to simple and dull.

Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. If the second punch had landed, the thug would have been dead for sure. He didn't feel sorry for the guy. In fact, he wasn't afraid of killing people subconsciously. He just didn't want to cause troubles after killing someone.

"Next, Brother Runsheng."

Li Zhuiyuan threw the black canvas to Runsheng. The black cloth was filled with wooden curls, and each piece had patterns carved by A'li.

The purpose of this trip is to test the equipment and see which ones are useful and which ones are not.

Runsheng covered the gangster with black canvas. All of a sudden, the gangster began to wail and struggle, and some white smoke even rose.

There seemed to be Zhao Xing's face in the white smoke, but it quickly disappeared, and the gangster stopped struggling.

Runsheng moved the black canvas away, felt the other person's breath, and said, "Xiaoyuan, he's still alive."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. The effect of this black canvas was surprisingly good. However, he also had to take into account the fact that the two accomplices had been tortured for a very long time before.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan looked at the gangster wrapped in the net under him, and took out the stack of talisman paper he had drawn from his arms.

Yes, he hasn't given up yet.

After all, all the other instruments were made by him according to the contents of the book, and only this talisman paper had some real original attributes of his own.

A talisman was pasted on the gangster's forehead, and it quickly turned black and then slipped off.

Another one was posted, and it continued to turn black and slide down.

The third, fourth, fifth... until all the talismans brought are used up.

The talisman turned completely black, but not even a bit of white smoke came out of the gangster's body.

Li Zhuiyuan was silent.

The talisman I drew can turn black, which proves that it is somewhat useful, but if it can only turn black, it is of little use.

The feeling of failure as a poor student came over me again.

"Brother Runsheng, canvas."

"okay."

The black canvas was thrown over, Li Zhuiyuan caught it, and then covered the gangsters below with it.

White smoke came out, vaguely forming Brother Leopard's desperate face, and then quickly dissipated.

Li Zhuiyuan lifted up the black canvas, and found a hole burned in the middle. Many of the wood curls inside had turned black, and only one third of them remained their original color.

This means that the tool has to be redone.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the tombstone and saw a black copper coin lying there.

"Brother Runsheng, dig a hole on the side."

"clear."

Li Zhuiyuan began to observe the coin while Runsheng was digging a hole.

After a while, seeing that Runsheng was still digging, Li Zhuiyuan turned his head in confusion and discovered that Runsheng had actually dug a deep pit that could bury several people.

"Brother Runsheng, what are you doing?"

"Ah?" Runsheng scratched his head and pointed at the two unconscious and tied up thugs, "Aren't we going to bury them?"

"No, bury this copper coin."

"Oh, I was wrong."

"Don't touch it with your hands, use a shovel." Li Zhuiyuan reminded as he stepped forward and smeared a large amount of ink on the Yellow River shovel.

Runsheng picked up the copper coins with a shovel and put them carefully into the pit.

"Brother Runsheng, please repair the earth wall over there first. You almost dug out the urn."

"okay."

This is a cemetery, and Runsheng dug too deep, so a corner of an urn was exposed.

After repairing the tomb wall, Runsheng began to backfill the pit. After filling it, Li Zhuiyuan marked the spot with a few stones, then bowed towards the location of the urn underground:
"I'm sorry to disturb you. Please keep an eye on the copper coin for me. I'll burn paper for you next time I come back to get it."

Before confirming the function and harm of the copper coin, Li Zhuiyuan would not only not take it away, but would not even touch it.

He lowered his head again and checked Runsheng's Yellow River shovel, but was surprised to find that the places where the red marks were originally applied had turned white.

It is understandable that the coin would turn black, purple, or other dark colors when digging, but the fact that it turned white could only mean that the coin was really evil.

"Brother Runsheng, let's go."

"Going home?"

"To the police station."

"Why do we need to go to the police station?"

"I am fulfilling my vow."

……

Tan Yunlong, who had just finished a meeting with the city's task force, walked back to his office yawning. When he opened the door, he saw the boy sitting in his office.

Tan Yunlong picked up the thermos, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, and his next question was:
"Where are the bones?"

"Hmm..." Li Zhuiyuan showed a distressed expression, "Uncle Tan, you jumped a lot of steps."

"Because the last time you came into my office you told me the location of the skeleton, and now you're here again."

"In the cemetery at the junction of Xijiao Village and Dongjiao Village, there are two people unconscious next to them."

"Is he the accomplice responsible for moving the bones?"

"This needs to be investigated by the police."

"Thank you, Xiaoyuan. You really helped a lot this time from beginning to end."

"My great grandfather always taught me to remember the close relationship between the police and the public."

"Xiaoyuan, where is your registered residence?"

"Uncle Tan, don't scare the children."

"I'm just asking casually, out of concern for you. My son should be a few years older than you."

"Then you must not have a good relationship with your son."

Tan Yunlong was choked. This was indeed true. He could only see his son smile at him when he bought food and toys for his son.

"Uncle Tan, is the case progressing smoothly?"

"The investigation is going very quickly. Once this skeleton is confirmed, the case will basically be closed."

"That's great."

After he finished speaking, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. It was very hot, so he just touched his lips with it for the sake of politeness, then put the teacup down.

"Uncle Tan, I'm going home, you're busy."

"I'll send someone off to you."

"No, my driver is waiting for me outside."

After the boy left the office, Tan Yunlong seemed to remember something, and stopped someone in the corridor and asked, "Xiao Zhang, has Mr. Li left?"

"Just left, Captain Tan, do you need me to call him back?"

"No, it's fine. By the way, call a few people and go with me to collect the bones."

"Picking ribs? Are we having dinner tonight?"

……

There are several empty cars parked in front of the police station. Cars outside cannot get in, and cars inside cannot get out. People have been sent to ask people to move the cars.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the plaque of "Shigang Town Police Station", opened his arms and hugged it.

He vaguely felt that the reason why the dead beast disappeared so quickly this time and completely helped him eliminate the potential threat in advance was largely due to this plaque.

At this time, the cars blocking the door were cleared.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and found an old man on the other side of the door, also holding a plaque.

The old man and the child looked at each other and both of them let go of each other's hands silently.

"Oh my, I can't help but want to hug you when I see you." Li Sanjiang patted the dust off his body, "Xiaoyuan, why haven't you gone home yet?"

"I'm here to pick you up, Master."

"Oh, okay, let's go home."

……

After returning home, Li Zhuiyuan went upstairs to take a shower first, while Runsheng washed himself directly with well water at the wellhead on the dam.

Liu Yumei, who was drinking tea, shook her head slightly and sighed.

After taking a shower, Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs and waited for dinner.

"Xiaoyuan, come with grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked over. A'li, who had already sat down and waited for the meal to start, also stood up and followed him over.

Liu Yumei led the boy into the east room. What puzzled Li Zhuiyuan was that this time, Grandma Liu did not lead him to the tablet, but led him into her and A'li's bedroom.

After coming in, Li Zhuiyuan knew what Liu Yumei meant.

Almost half of the bed was used to neatly place Jianlibao bottles, and the distance between each bottle was exactly the same.

Liu Yumei had no choice. She and A'li used to sleep in the same bed, but now she had to sleep on the floor.

"Grandma Liu, do you have an empty box?"

"Yes, here."

Li Zhuiyuan took up the bottles of Jianlibao on the bed one by one and put them into the box.

Ari stood by with her head down.

"It would be great to use this box for collection. Let's find a way to fill it up as soon as possible. What do you think?"

A'li raised her head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan, then turned around, picked up the Jianlibao on the bed and put it in the box.

Liu Yumei was already used to this. She tried to persuade the boy earnestly for days and nights, but nothing he said was effective.

"Xiaoyuan, do you want to go back?"

"Do not want to."

"This road is not easy to walk on."

"Well, it's no fun to go easy on her."

After dinner, Li Zhuiyuan watched an episode of "Leo the King" with A-Li, and then went to the terrace alone to finish today's horse stance.

He returned to the desk in his bedroom, turned on the desk lamp, took out a notebook, and opened to the first page, which was the plan he had written for his actions for the day.

"His..."

The proposal paper was torn up, crumpled into a ball, and thrown into the dustpan next to it.

After what happened today, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that no matter how good a plan is, at least half of it will be scrapped once it is implemented.

Picking up a pen, Li Zhuiyuan began to record the mistakes he made today.

Rule 1: When you encounter a special and classic environment like a cemetery, you should not enter too early. You must explore the periphery to confirm the situation.

Article 2: Before you enter the dream world, you must predict in advance the possible accidents that may happen next.

Article 3: If you don’t follow the right path, it seems that death would be the easier solution.

Turning to the next page, Li Zhuiyuan began to record the testing and usage of various instruments today.

Finally, when writing on the talisman paper, Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment, then wrote:

Function of talisman paper: It can be used to detect whether there is dirt nearby, and it will turn black if there is dirt.

Just as I put down my pen, I heard a knock on the door:
"Little Marquis Yuan, I'm going to take a bath. Please wait in my bedroom."

"Oh, okay, Grandpa."

Li Zhuiyuan entered the grandfather's bedroom. Just like the first two days after he arrived, there was a circle of candles on the tiles and a familiar formation drawn.

The reason why it looks familiar is because this formation is somewhat different from the previous ones.

And the "Golden Shasara Sutra" was still spread out on the ground.

This means that even though this formation has been drawn several times, Grandpa still has to continue copying it every time he draws a new one.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the book and turned to the page about the luck-changing ceremony. He glanced at the back of the book and then at the formation diagram on the ground.

"Ok?"

Then, as if he felt dazzled, he glanced at the book again, and then looked carefully at the formation on the ground.

"This time... Grandpa actually drew it right?"

This should have been a good thing, but Li Zhuiyuan couldn't be happy.

Because when the grandfather drew the formation incorrectly, the effect of the formation was controllable, but who knew what would happen after the grandfather drew the formation correctly?
The scariest thing is always the unknown.

From Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, he knew the purpose of his grandfather's blessing on him, which was to remove the dark side of him that was seen by ordinary people, so that he could become an ordinary child again and live a normal life.

But this is not what he wanted, he has already embarked on this path.

Furthermore, even if we don't consider the possibility that my great-grandfather's good fortune is too great and will burst me, what can I do with his good fortune?
My grandfather has lived a happy and carefree life all his life. What if something bad happens to him when he is old because of his good fortune?

Grandpa Nan and Grandpa Bei both have more than one grandson, but Great Grandfather only recognizes himself as his great-grandson.

Others were drooling over this good fortune, but Li Zhuiyuan had no interest in it at all.

"Grandpa, you should just enjoy your old age."

He squatted down, picked up the cinnabar box and rag beside him, first wiped off a small corner in the north of the formation, and then filled it up again with cinnabar. However, originally this small corner was facing inward, but Li Zhuiyuan changed it to face outward. Originally, the two small corners in the north and south were both facing inward.

Although he has not started reading books related to formations, he has copied and carved quite a few instruments recently. He knows that this kind of conflict in details can easily make the formation lose its effect.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded secretly: For such a large formation, if such a small corner is changed, the grandfather should not be able to notice it.

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan!"

Runsheng’s voice was heard downstairs.

"coming."

Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs and saw Runsheng holding the TV antenna and swinging it:
"Xiaoyuan, look, why is there no picture on this TV?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the night outside and said, "It seems like it's going to thunder. The signal is not good. We have to go to see Uncle Shan tomorrow morning. You should go to bed early too. If the TV is not fixed by tomorrow, I'll send it to him for repair on the way and bring it back when I come back."

"Um, Xiaoyuan, do you have money to repair the TV? I heard that repairing a TV is quite expensive."

If the TV was broken by himself, Runsheng would not dare to tell his grandfather.

"It's okay, Brother Runsheng. If nothing unexpected happens, we will have money tomorrow."

……

After taking a shower, Li Sanjiang, wearing red shorts, walked into the bedroom while wiping the water droplets on his body with a towel.

"Hey, where is Xiaoyuanhou?"

Throwing the towel on the ground, Li Sanjiang walked to the bedside to get a cigarette and prepared to light one.

Unexpectedly, I wasn't paying attention and my foot stepped on the half-wet towel, causing me to slip and lose my balance.

Fortunately, although the old man was old, he was still strong and reacted quickly. He quickly turned sideways and supported the ground with his left hand. He only hit his knee slightly and did not fall hard.

Li Sanjiang got up with some relief and took a look at his red knees.

"Hey, is it bleeding?"

He reached out and touched it, but didn't see any wound. He then put his hand in front of his eyes and looked again. It was not blood, but cinnabar.

Li Sanjiang looked down at the formation on the ground and found that there was a small area in the south formation that was wiped out by his knee.

He hurriedly dragged the cinnabar box over and prepared to fill it.

"Hey, what's this place?"

He has drawn this formation diagram many times. Although he has to follow the book every time, he has generally figured out some rules, such as the fact that this formation diagram is symmetrical.

I looked up at the opposite position, which is due north.

"Oh, it's an outward corner."

Li Sanjiang carefully filled it with cinnabar, clapped his hands, and nodded with satisfaction.

Next, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then lit all the candles on the ground.

Li Zhuiyuan came back at this time.

"Little Sparrow, I told you to wait, why are you running around?"

"Hey, I'm here, Grandpa."

"Hurry up and sit in the formation."

"Okay, Master."

Li Zhuiyuan sat in his seat and took a special look at the north position of the formation. Well, that corner was still facing outwards.

Li Sanjiang also sat down at this time, took out a piece of talisman paper from his crotch and lit it, waving it while muttering something.

Finally, he took a deep breath and gathered his strength to prepare to slap the ground hard, because this would create a wind to blow out the surrounding candles and cause the light bulb above his head to short-circuit and flash.

Count silently in your heart, one, two, three!

Take a picture with the talisman paper in hand.

"Snapped!"

dark,

Devour everything in an instant.

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At the editor's request, I would like to ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)