Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 42

When Secretary Kim sang this song on the stage yesterday, her Cantonese was standard and her singing was professional, but the boy didn't like it very much.

Although Secretary Kim’s Cantonese is not standard at the moment, the feeling of her singing is like the sound of a river being opened and flowing into a canal that has already been dug, letting it flow naturally.

Singing is truly magical. Not only can you hear it with a mask on, you can also hear it with a new skin.

When Secretary Jin put her hands on his shoulders earlier, the familiar feeling told Li Zhuiyuan who she was now.

Similarly, if nothing unexpected happens, the real culprit behind the horrific and bloody scene last night should be the being under Ding Dalin's skin.

It is the real dominant position here.

This means that the crisis here has not been resolved, because the little yellow warbler is only in a secondary position next to it.

What that group of water monkeys dug out... should be it.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly found that he, the little yellow warbler and the water monkeys in the original plan had all become supporting roles. No, they were even worse than supporting roles and were purely background.

Whether he and his grandfather can keep the skin on their bodies now depends on its feelings.

Therefore, the current song and previous actions are hints given by the little yellow warbler to itself.

For a moment, the vigilance that had been slightly relaxed due to the appearance of the little yellow warbler was raised sharply again.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized one thing. Since "it" last night was able to control Secretary Jin to use light language to trick the six water monkeys at the outer observation post to come over and skin them collectively, how could it not have noticed himself and Runsheng on the roof?
Was it really because we ran fast that Runsheng and I were able to escape home safely?
Except Ding Dalin, all the water monkeys are from other places. The only person in this village that Ding Dalin knows and has established a connection with, and who even bought a house in his name, is Li Sanjiang.

If it wants to fill in the fish pond and plant peach trees on the contracted land, it needs to go through Li Sanjiang.

It turned out that the one who had been struggling to keep the situation from collapsing was still his own grandfather.

Secretary Kim finished singing the song.

Li Zhuiyuan took the lead in applauding, and Tan Wenbin followed suit, praising the team several times with “good, good, good!”

Li Sanjiang reached out and touched the sound system, and said, "Okay, it's pretty good. When I ask the mule to bring the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks later, I'll bring this thing back with him."

"Haha, as long as you are satisfied."

Li Zhuiyuan asked innocently, "Uncle Ding, how much is this?"

Li Sanjiang frowned slightly. This was supposed to be a good deal. He could just take it back. But why did he ask how much it cost? Was this kid stupid?
But then, Li Sanjiang's brows relaxed again: That's great, this child is honest and kind, he is indeed different from those ungrateful people.

Li Zhuiyuan asked deliberately. After going through so many things, he vaguely touched the law of "cause and effect", especially when dealing with the other shadow side. Its things are not so easy to get.

It’s better to listen to the other party’s requirements first.

"Yes, Lord Lin, how much did you spend to buy it from the opera troupe? Come, I'll give it to you. I can use it. I can get my money back by renting it for half a year."

"Talking about this between you and me will hurt feelings."

Li Sanjiang grabbed Ding Dalin's arm and shook it vigorously: "Okay, I was wrong when you first came back. You, Lin Hou, are indeed a kind person. I am not as good as you."

When they first met, Li Sanjiang felt that Ding Dalin was deliberately putting on airs.

But since they provide us with a house, a land and audio equipment, it is hard not to change our perception, as they give us too much.

"Actually, Lord Sanjiang, I also have something I would like to ask you for help with."

Seeing the man climbing up the stick, Li Sanjiang subconsciously used his little finger to pick his ears:

"Okay, okay. You can come to me if you have any problems in the future."

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Uncle Ding, if you have anything to say, you can just tell me now."

But we can't follow our great-grandfather's tone and delay it until later, because if we can't meet his requirements, we and our grandson will probably have no future.

Li Sanjiang pursed his lips. He couldn't get angry with Xiao Yuanhou, so he could only echo the child's words: "Yes, Lord Lin, you say."

"Sanjiang Hou, it's like this, I originally planned to live here for a long time, but I got news over there that something happened and I have to go back to deal with it.

So I need you to help me look after this house."

"You're going to go on? How long?"

"It's hard to say. If things go well, I might be able to come back in half a year. If not, I could die at my age at any time. I might never come back."

"Then you have to come back alive as soon as possible."

"What, you can't bear to leave me?"

"It's not that I don't want to part with it. You bought so many things in my name. If they were gone forever, I would be embarrassed to pick up the lost things."

"I want to come back. I really want to spend my old age here in peace."

"I really want to see you off to your final resting place. If I die first, at most Xiao Yuanhou will come to do it for you. Otherwise, you will feel uneasy holding this thing."

"Sanjiang Hou, once the contract is finalized, I will pay the contract fee first and leave a sum of money. Please help me organize people to level the fish pond and plant peach trees. This way, we won't delay things."

Li Sanjiang rubbed his forehead. Planting trees is a tiring job.

This is not simply a matter of money. As the host, you need to work hard.

"Okay, Grandpa Ding, don't worry, just go and do your work. When you come back, you can enjoy the peach blossoms."

Li Sanjiang nodded: "Don't worry, Lord Lin, I'll take over this matter."

It can't be said that he was forced by his great-grandson. After all, he has to repay the favor. Li Sanjiang also knew that since the other party had asked, he could not refuse. He was reluctant to return the house and land under his name.

Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was not afraid of it making demands, he was just afraid of it not making any demands.

If it's just planting trees, it's not a big deal. Besides, the land is rented out and the money will be kept.

"That's good. Thank you, Sanjiang Hou."

"Look at you, why are you thanking me? It's all my duty. So... Zhuangzhuang."

"Hey."

"Go back and call Run Shenghou, and ask him to push the cart over and load all the stuff back."

Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhuiyuan and Li Sanjiang with some concern. He didn't want to leave. Although he was not as good at fighting as his father, when facing the water monkey, more people would mean more strength, right?

"Brother Binbin, go home and ask Brother Runsheng to come over and move the things."

Nearly twenty water monkeys met with the same fate last night. At the moment, adding one more person would only mean peeling one more shrimp.

"Hey, good."

Binbin left.

"Xiao Yuanhou, I have discovered that the mule at home listens to you, but why does Zhuangzhuang also listen to you?"

"Ah, is that so?" Li Zhuiyuan looked confused.

"Hey, that's good." Li Sanjiang patted the boy's head, "This shows that my little Yuanhou is born to be a leader."

The will had been made, and the grandfather's opinion of his great-grandson had changed from being extremely partial to feeling that partiality was natural.

Ding Dalin said: "This shows that the child has organizational skills and is indeed suitable for being an official."

Li Sanjiang pulled up his trouser string and said, "Mr. Lin, is there any paper in the porcelain jar?"

"There are some in the basket."

"Then I'll go get a porcelain urn."

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to follow, but after taking two steps, Ding Dalin called him, "Xiaoyuan."

After hesitating for a moment, not daring to pretend that he didn't hear it and get away with it, he stopped.

"Ah?" Li Zhuiyuan turned to Ding Dalin, "What's wrong, Grandpa Ding?"

"Your grandfather was right. You are indeed a kind-hearted child."

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and smiled shyly.

The reason why he didn't show the shy eye contact that he was best at was because the skin between Ding Dalin's eyebrows was torn.

It looks like the clothes are torn, not completely torn, but there is a gap in color.

The play is about to end, and I have to avoid any accidents during the performance.

Ding Dalin reached out and touched his forehead. Secretary Jin came over to help, but he told her, "Bring a basin of water. I'll wash my face."

"it is good."

Secretary Jin brought a basin of hot water with a towel hung by the side of the basin. She just stood there holding it, acting as a human platform.

Ding Dalin walked to the washbasin, bent down, turned his face down, and tapped his face back and forth with his fingers.

This scene is very similar to a city woman holding a makeup box and touching up her makeup in front of a mirror.

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to leave the room, but Secretary Jin was standing in a position that blocked the door. Therefore, in order to avoid seeing something he shouldn't see, Li Zhuiyuan turned to face the speaker and reached out to touch the cover.

"Xiaoyuan, did you just learn the local dialect?"

"Well, yes, it's not very good." Li Zhuiyuan picked up the microphone and played with it.

"Where did you live before?"

"In Beijing." Li Zhuiyuan said into the microphone, "Hello... Hello."

"Jiankang?"

The boy's hand holding the microphone shook.

Jiankang?

Li Zhuiyuan knew that Jiankang was the ancient name of Nanjing and the capital during the Six Dynasties.

Eastern Wu, Eastern Jin, Liu Song, Southern Qi, Southern Liang, Southern Chen...

So, what period is it from?

"Oh, you're from Beijing. Haha, I didn't react just now and misheard."

Ding Dalin laughed, as if he had made up for his previous slip of the tongue.

Li Zhuiyuan's heart was very complicated. Even though he was a person from the Southern Chen period, it was almost 1,500 years ago.

Does that also mean that the tomb in the fish pond has so many years of history?
I don’t know whether that group of water monkeys were lucky or unlucky to have found such a top-notch water burial tomb.

However, it seems that I am even more unfortunate. I have just picked up the book and am in the stage of reading, learning and practicing.

In the popular martial arts novels and films, the protagonists all practice hard behind closed doors, and the first targets they encounter when they come down the mountain to practice are the local thugs and bullies who molest women.

When it came to my place, I had not yet learned how to go down the mountain. I just gently pushed open the door of my house to bask in the sun: Hey, the East Factory is right across the door.

"Xiaoyuan, you promised grandpa that you would help him plant peach trees."

"Well, I will."

"Speak louder, grandpa is hard of hearing."

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

"Turn around and talk to Grandpa."

Li Zhuiyuan turned around.

Facing him was a red face without any skin!
After a moment of astonishment and thought, Li Zhuiyuan raised his hands and opened his mouth. Just as he was about to scream, this face suddenly appeared in front of him:
"Xiaoyuan, you are a step too slow."

Li Zhuiyuan's expression froze, his hand stopped halfway, his mouth opened but he didn't dare to scream.

"Xiao Yuan, were you wondering just now whether you should scream out in fright?"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know how to answer.

"Why do you seem not to recognize me, kid?"

A similar sentence was said by Ding Dalin when I met him this morning while accompanying my grandfather for a walk.

It did see itself and Brother Runsheng on the roof last night.

"I will help you plant trees."

"Hehehe..."

Its hand touched the boy's face and patted it gently.

"You acted so well that I can't even tell who is the one wearing human skin, you or me?"

……

“Dingwu!——”

The sound of electric current woke Li Zhuiyuan up. He lowered his head and looked at the microphone in his hand.

"Xiaoyuan, turn off the microphone. Grandpa's ears hurt."

Li Zhuiyuan turned off the microphone, the electric sound disappeared, he turned around and looked at Ding Dalin.

Ding Dalin raised his head and put a hot towel on his face, completely covering his entire face.

His voice came from under the towel:
"Xiaoyuan, did you just learn the local dialect?"

The same problem.

Li Zhuiyuan was puzzled. Was the scene just now just an illusion?
"Yeah, I just learned it."

"Where did you live before?"

"Youzhou."

"Hehehe..."

Ding Dalin laughed and took off the towel on his face, revealing a normal person's face that looked slightly rosy after a hot compress.

"What a clever kid."

Ding Dalin walked up to Li Zhuiyuan and his hand touched the boy's face again.

"Grandpa, I like you very much."

"I also like the red envelopes and gifts my grandfather gave me."

Ding Dalin moved his hand down, grabbed the boy's right hand and spread it out.

There was a burn mark and five blood scabs on the palm of Li Zhuiyuan's right hand.

Ding Dalin ignored the five blood scabs, put his fingertips on the burn mark, and said in surprise:

"Look, your skin is almost burned, isn't it?"

"I was just having fun and did it by accident."

"You have to be careful. Once the skin is broken, it's hard to repair it. Even if you find a new one, it won't be as good as the original one, don't you think?"

"Well, Grandpa is right."

Ding Dalin smiled, raised his left hand and slowly clenched his fist.

At the beginning, A'li could see that the burns were caused by Li Zhuiyuan's self-harm, let alone this?
But Li Zhuiyuan had no idea of its temper now. Logically, he had already persuaded his grandfather to agree to help it plant trees, and the matter should have come to an end.

But it seems that it still wants to continue to have some intersection with itself.

Li Zhuiyuan began to envy Tan Wenbin. Sometimes, knowing too much is meaningless. It is better to be confused.

Suddenly, a severe pain came.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and saw that the burn scar on the palm of his hand, which had already healed, had actually split open again, with the flesh and skin on the palm of his hand bursting.

My heartbeat started to speed up. The feeling of watching my skin and flesh tear apart was too terrifying.

It seemed as if the next moment, it would spread out, the entire skin would be peeled off, and it would walk out covered in blood.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Secretary Jin from the corner of his eye. She was still standing there holding the washbasin, motionless and not looking here.

Ding Dalin stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, with struggle revealed in his eyes.

Then, his neck began to move right and left, and the expression on his face kept changing, from kind to calm to gloomy and then to greedy.

At last,
He raised his head suddenly:

"You beast, I've been deceived so badly by you."

……

"Boom!"

The microphone fell to the ground.

Li Zhuiyuan swallowed his saliva, turned around and saw Ding Dalin washing his face.

I saw him scoop up water with both hands and splash it on his face, then rub his face, and finally wipe it with a towel.

The third time.

But this time, Ding Dalin didn't ask about his accent, and he didn't say anything.

The door was pushed open and hit Secretary Jin's back.

The door bounced back, but Secretary Jin didn't move.

"Hey?"

Li Sanjiang's voice came from outside the door.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the few times just now were not hallucinations, because the speed at which his grandfather went to the toilet could not be so fast, and a period of time was indeed misappropriated.

Secretary Jin moved aside, the door opened, and Li Sanjiang said to Ding Dalin, "My mule is here, so I'll load the things first."

"it is good."

Li Sanjiang turned around and went out again without calling Li Zhuiyuan out. He was reluctant to let Xiao Yuanhou work.

This meant that Li Zhuiyuan was left in the room again.

but,

"boom!"

The door was opened again, this time with great force. Runsheng stood at the door with a tense face and a shovel in his hand.

It can be seen that he was very scared and his tense face was his protective color.

But he still came, he wanted to save people.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Sanjiang's voice came, "Move the tables and chairs first, and the speakers last."

Runsheng looked at Li Zhuiyuan. He was waiting for a look. As long as he got the right look, he would pick up the shovel without hesitation and chop at the two people in front of him.

In short, either they will be torn into pieces or you will be torn into pieces.

Ding Dalin held out his hand to Li Zhuiyuan: "Come, follow me upstairs. I have some snacks in my room that I brought back from abroad. I'll give them all to you."

In fact, there is no choice at all.

Li Zhuiyuan grabbed Ding Dalin's hand, and the two of them walked past Runsheng, one in front and one behind, and went up the stairs.

Downstairs, Li Sanjiang slapped Runsheng on the back of his head and scolded him, "What are you standing there for? Xiao Yuanhou went to get his things, you should also do your job and move the things!"

Runsheng was very conflicted, but since it was Xiaoyuan's choice, he put down the shovel and started moving the tables and chairs.

However, the courage he had mustered up earlier could not last forever. The scene of last night began to replay in his mind over and over again. As he moved, his body began to tremble.

Seeing this, Li Sanjiang hurried over and asked:

"Are you still not feeling well?"

"what?"

"Forget it, just sit there and rest, I'll move it."

When they reached the second floor, Ding Dalin was still holding his hand. Li Zhuiyuan felt something sticky in his hand, and he was afraid that when he let go, he would tear off a piece of the other person's skin.

This is indeed the case.

When he walked into the room, Ding Dalin took the initiative to let go of his hand, and his skin was stuck to the boy's hand. As he was pulled, it gradually stretched, and finally...

"Snapped!"

The sound was so loud that Li Zhuiyuan was shocked and lost his mind. When he came to his senses, he found that the room was dark and it was dark.

The furnishings in the room were all there, except Ding Dalin.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and tried to find the feeling of floating up. He found it and felt himself starting to float.

He immediately opened his eyes, interrupting the awakening.

Yes, he did something sneaky, but it was not his own initiative. He was dragged in by Ding Dalin.

In that case, it would be somewhat disrespectful for me to wake up on my own initiative now.

Walking out of the room and onto the balcony, Li Zhuiyuan wanted to find Ding Dalin. Since he had pulled him in, he must have his purpose.

There is a moon hanging in the dark night sky. The moon is quite big and you can even see the bumps on it.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his eyes to the ground in front of him, and then blinked hard.

The fish pond that had been restored in reality has now returned to its original state after the water monkeys were busy last night. The water has been drained and a deep pit has been dug.

He roughly knew where to find Ding Dalin.

Walking downstairs, the scene downstairs was still the same as after the banquet last night. The table was still there and had not been cleaned up.

When walking out of the hall, Li Zhuiyuan stopped, then took two steps back and raised his head.

He saw a little yellow oriole hanging on the ceiling of the hall.

Because of her long hair, you can only see her face through the long hair when you walk to that specific narrow area.

She closed her eyes and had an indifferent expression.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know whether she had been hiding here since last night or whether she was already here.

The little yellow warbler didn't open its eyes and didn't give any response.

Li Zhuiyuan did not stop, walked out of the hall, went down the dam, jumped into the fish pond, and came to the edge of the pit.

Only when you look at it from a close distance can you deeply feel how deep this pit is. Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked at the roof of the bearded man's house behind him. That was where he hid and observed last night.

He bent down and slid down the slope of the pit carefully, sliding for a long distance before reaching the bottom.

In front of him was a dug-out spire.

The dark hole was just open.

Li Zhuiyuan held onto the wall and walked slowly inside. As he moved forward, lights lit up one by one. Because the tower was tilted, the lights inside also looked tilted.

There are no murals on the surrounding walls, which makes the tomb look very monotonous. It seems that the owner of the tomb did not intend to continue cultivating his sentiments in the underworld after his death.

In other words, this tomb was built when the tomb owner was alive, because if it was built by someone else, there would inevitably be some texts and pictures left to record his life.

Fortunately, the tower is slanted, so there is room to walk. If we came in vertically from the top, it would probably be no different from jumping into a well.

The further you go in, the colder the color of the lights becomes, gradually changing from bright yellow at the outermost section to green.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan reached the bottom.

He saw a huge sarcophagus, which was fixed at the bottom of the tower and now looked like it was attached to the wall.

There are some furniture around the sarcophagus, all of which are fixed like the coffin, so they will not fall apart. They are not only inlaid with gold and silver, but also with the brilliance of jade and jewels.

They are all good stuff. No wonder the two water monkeys who went down last night were so excited when they came up. It is also understandable why they came up empty-handed and said they could not carry it.

However, even after reaching the end, there was still no sign of Ding Dalin.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the sarcophagus again.

Could he still be in the coffin?

The sarcophagus is tied with chains and runes are painted around the coffin, which fits the characteristics of a temple or tomb and can suppress evil spirits.

“Clatter… clatter… clatter…”

The chain began to tremble, and the things inside seemed to want to come out.

Li Zhuiyuan stood still. Although he was not sure whether opening the coffin during his retreat would cause some chain reactions in reality, he would not take the risk.

It’s not that I’m worried about my own safety, but this is Siyuan Village after all. God knows what the consequences will be if the contents of this coffin are released.

I came here step by step because my life was threatened, but no matter how threatened I am, I will not open the coffin.

However, you won’t have to worry about it soon.

Because with a crisp sound, all the chains on the sarcophagus fell off.

Then a dull friction sound was heard, and the lid of the sarcophagus slowly slid out.

You don't need to help at all, it will come out by itself.

Li Zhuiyuan held his breath and concentrated, waiting for the person in the coffin to sit up.

But after waiting for a long time, it didn't do so.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Gradually, a wind started to blow in the tower. It was very weak at first, just making the lights sway. Then, the wind grew stronger and stronger, forming a whistling sound inside the tower.

The whistling sound gradually became more delicate, and finally, it formed a human voice, very hoarse, like an old and poorly maintained phonograph.

"Aren't you curious?"

Li Zhuiyuan replied: "I am very curious."

"Then why don't you dare to come closer?"

"I am afraid."

"Are you afraid?"

"Yes, fear is an instinct, just like pain."

"Let's get this straight."

"What does it mean?"

"Take this skin off of you, I don't want to talk to a child."

"No, I am who I am now."

“Haha, some people’s skin is on their body, while some people’s skin is in their heart.”

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the other party was mocking him, but he didn't care. All his efforts were to save his skin, both for himself and for A'li.

"Even if you don't want to peel off your skin, please don't talk to me like a child."

"I'm just a child. Okay, I'll try my best."

"Do you know where this is?"

"A kind of...temple-tomb."

"Yes, the temple tomb. Then do you know who suppressed me here?"

"It's you."

The wind seemed to stop for a moment.

But soon, it began to sing again, forming words:
"What did you guess?"

"I don't even know who you are, or when you were born. Since you asked me this question, the answer should be within my options, and you are the only one left."

"You really look like someone. When he was a child, he was just like you, incredibly smart."

"Can you tell me his name?" Li Zhuiyuan asked tentatively, "So that I can look him up when I plant trees later."

"You can't find his name."

"Oh."

"He's a beast."

"He lied to you?"

"It's me. I trusted him too much. Although he and I are almost the same age, I have always taken him as my role model. I am to him just like the two people around you are to you."

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the two people it was talking about should be Runsheng and Tan Wenbin, because it only had these limited options.

"It's really infuriating to be deceived by someone you trusted."

"He not only deceived me, but all of us, those who followed him."

"He's awful."

"He's just like you, very good at pretending."

Li Zhuiyuan tried hard to calm himself down. The greatest harm to a mentally ill person is to remind him over and over again that he has the disease.

The conversation with the person in the sarcophagus now made the boy seem to return to the scene when he talked to Li Lan on the phone that night.

"Disguise is your instinct. You seem to be born with it."

"Do you have any explanation?"

Li Zhuiyuan took the initiative to interrupt the topic. If he continued to talk about this, he was worried that his cold emotions would be seduced out.

"Fill in the fish pond and plant peach trees."

"Don't worry, we will do it."

"Actually, I should have left a long time ago."

"Where to go?"

"You guessed it, yet you still asked. Sure enough, just like him, hypocrisy is your instinct."

"Can you please not describe him in detail, or please don't describe me and him together? I came here because I was afraid of death."

"and then?"

"But there are some things I would rather die than give up."

"He also said..."

The wind died down again.

After a long time, the wind started again.

"it is good."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. I was planning to call you over to be buried with me."

"Thank you for your original."

I saw that the other party stopped talking again, but the wind was still there.

Li Zhuiyuan took the initiative to speak for the sake of the "original" face:
"How did he deceive you?"

"He taught me a way to control the death fall."

Li Zhuiyuan was shocked. In the books he had read, there were numerous methods of dealing with death, but none of them mentioned that death could be controlled.

"I was very happy and excited. I believed in and respected him so much, so I learned it."

"So, have you learned it?"

The wind continued to blow, and at this time, there was a noise coming from inside the sarcophagus.

A man sat up from the coffin.

Because the coffin was hanging on the base, the man at this time was facing Li Zhuiyuan.

He has long hair, a cool face, and an elegant temperament.

However, he closed his eyes, and the following sounds were still transmitted through the wind rather than from his own words.

"I've learned it. I can also control my death."

"Then how did he deceive you?"

"Where did you lie to me?"

The man turned his head, the wind blew up his temples, revealing a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth, a human face.

The man leaned sideways, revealing his back. The wind blew his long hair, and the entire back of his head revealed the face of another woman.

It's a very creepy picture: such a handsome man has so many faces.

No, Li Zhuiyuan realized that he was walking in the underworld, so what he saw was not necessarily real, and these faces that were now materialized might refer to the inner world of men.

"Huhuhu..."

The wind grew stronger, and the man's robe was blown up. Wherever his skin was exposed, his arms and chest, were covered with densely packed human faces.

Li Zhuiyuan subconsciously took two steps back. Seeing this scene, he already felt itchy all over.

I unconsciously looked down at my arms, afraid that a strange face would appear there.

"He didn't tell me that while I could control them, they could also control me."

Li Zhuiyuan looked away, and only looked back after the wind died down.

The man returned to his original position, his clothes and hair falling down.

"He said that he wanted to rid the world of all evil and bring peace to the world.

I believed in him and followed him, but the result was that the more dead bodies I solved, the more dead bodies I became.

By the time I realized this, there was no going back.

So, I built this tower and sealed myself in.

I plan to use time to wear them down and myself down at the same time.

The ones you just saw had their eyes closed. Actually, they should have their eyes open, crying, screaming, roaring, and wailing every day...

Now, they are gone and I succeeded.

In fact, in a few years, I should be able to wear myself out.

But who knew that a group of monkeys came. "

"So, we're going to fill this place up and plant peach trees. Are you going to continue suppressing yourself?"

"Hurry up, because I am no longer the same person I was before. In the past, I suppressed myself in order not to harm the people. Now, I long to keep you and bury you with me.

The real me is dead, or I can no longer tell which face is the real me."

"I understand. I will arrange it right away while you are still sober."

“You are wrong. I am not sober. I am not going out because I have reached an irreversible terminal stage. If I go out, I will die quickly. I want to preserve some dignity for myself.

In fact, I was very happy when I was skinning those water monkeys. There is nothing more interesting than teasing monkeys.

If there were more of them, and if I could taste a little more of this happiness, I would have really come out.

If there were two more last night, just two;
I won't even talk to you like this right now."

Li Zhuiyuan thought to himself that it was a close call because two water monkeys were now in the hospital.

Their accomplices had planned to pick them up from the hospital. According to their style, they would bring even injured companions here, even if it was just to keep watch with a flashlight.

Fortunately, I called the police in time.

By some strange coincidence, I managed to save my life.

"And the reason why I changed my mind about burying you with me was not because I felt pity for you, but because I found another, more fun way."

"In what way?"

The sound of the wind becomes more delicate at this moment, as if someone is whispering seductively in your ear:

"Can I tell you the method he taught me?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "You learned that and ended up like this. How could I possibly learn from that when there is a counterexample in front of me?"

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Li Zhuiyuan added:

"You said you were going to disappear. I filled the fish pond and planted peach trees on it. You don't know whether I learned it or not, and you can't come back to find me, right?"

“Haha, you will learn it, and after you learn it, you will not be able to help but use it.

I was certain of this when I 'saw' you lying on the roof and peeking at me."

Li Zhuiyuan was silent.

"It's in the first drawer of the dresser. It's up to you whether you want to take it or not."

After saying this, the man lay back down in the sarcophagus.

A way to control death...

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the dressing table and placed his hand on the handle of the first drawer.

The wind came again:

"Now, do you want to say anything else?"

Li Zhuiyuan pursed his lips and said, "You are really good at judging people."

"Hehehe... So, how can it be fun to drag you here to be buried together with me instead of letting you become like me, neither human nor ghost?

You should just focus on planting trees. If you want to blame someone, then blame him. You really look too much like him.

However, I cannot take revenge on him, so I can only transfer this hatred to you."

"Squeak..."

Li Zhuiyuan opened the drawer and it was empty.

Immediately, a huge sense of loss came over me.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Have you forgotten where this is?
This place has been restored. Do you still need to dig it up again to get something?
I have placed it in a place where you will definitely see it."

Li Zhuiyuan pushed the drawer back, nodded, and said, "Thank you."

“You’re welcome, because in the future, you will hate me just like I hate him now.

Once you learn this, the spirits that you have controlled will enter your heart and distort and pollute all your emotions.

Someday,
When you look in the mirror,

You will find yourself in the mirror, so strange. "

Li Zhuiyuan: “…”

The sound of the wind disappeared completely.

The iron chain on the sarcophagus was retracted again and the coffin was locked again.

The lights around were gradually going out.

Before Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes, he felt a wave coming towards him. He did not resist and felt the upward feeling.

Suddenly, it was daylight again.

Li Zhuiyuan found himself standing in the room, the afternoon sun shining in, bringing some warmth.

He saw Ding Dalin again, but this time Ding Dalin was very thin.

He was like a shirt, neatly folded on the ground.

Li Zhuiyuan bent down and picked up the "shirt".

There's no other way. We can't just leave him here like this, right?
In addition, although he had never weighed the weight of an adult's skin before, he still felt that it was a little too heavy.

I reached out and pressed on it, and felt some lumps.

I searched everywhere but couldn't find any cracks.

In the end, he could only take a deep breath, reach his hand into Ding Dalin's mouth, reach all the way down, and grab a hard and cold object.

When I took it out and looked at it in front of me, I saw that it was a big gold ingot, golden in color.

This should be the money for renting the land and planting trees.

"You are really good."

From the dam below, a shout came:

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan!"

Li Zhuiyuan carried Ding Dalin to the balcony and looked down.

Runsheng stood on the dam, waving a piece of human skin in his hand. The human skin spread out, and as he waved it, Secretary Jin swayed in the air.

"I was scared to death, Xiaoyuan. Fortunately, you are okay. I was really worried that you would become like this."

"Where's the master?"

"The old man pushed the cart back. What happened?"

"It's okay, Brother Runsheng, come up for a moment."

"okay!"

Runsheng ran up quickly and didn't have time to put Secretary Jin away.

I guess it was pulled against some corner of the wall. Anyway, when Runsheng appeared on the balcony, the Kim Secretary in his hand had already cracked.

"Xiao Yuan, you have one here too, so what are you going to do with these two sets of leather jackets?"

"Put it away first, and then throw it into the stove in the workshop to burn it at night."

"it is good."

"Brother Runsheng, move the ladder."

"what?"

"Get on the roof."

"Yes, I almost forgot, our things are still up there." Runsheng moved the ladder and climbed up first. When Li Zhuiyuan climbed up, he turned around and reached out to pull him up.

The battle flags and equipment wrapped in the two sacks were still there, and lying on the ground next to them was a one-meter-high Yellow River shovel that belonged to Runsheng.

"Xiaoyuan, I'll move them down."

"Brother Runsheng, don't move yet."

"okay."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the sack containing the utensils, squatted down, opened the sack, and saw an ancient book with a black cover inside.

This is the method it leaves for itself.

I took the book out and there was no title on the cover.

It didn't mention the word "book", it just said method, so this book should be similar to handwritten study notes.

Without hesitation, turn the page.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan was stunned. This beautiful handwriting was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

He immediately flipped through several pages and finally confirmed a fact.

Holding the book, he stood up and looked at the fish pond below.

Therefore,
The person who lied to you, his name is...