Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 48

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the ground and gently rubbed his temples with his hands.

It was his first time controlling the death fall, and he felt a little tired. He needed to relax as soon as possible because he still had a lot of things to do next.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will face his biggest overdraft ever.

This kind of overdraft is likely to cause serious damage to your body.

He knew it clearly, but he decided to do it anyway.

Because he was angry.

An emotion that is very precious to him.

At this time, the girl and the woman knelt down in front of him.

Seeing this, Li Zhuiyuan waved his hands, but to no avail.

He had already released his control over them. Logically, they should have stood still, or, one should have gone back to the rice jar and the other should have gone back to the bed.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up helplessly, and the mother and daughter also stood up.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table and sat down in his original seat.

The girl and the woman also stood up, followed, and sat down on Li Zhuiyuan's right side.

Originally, Tan Wenbin was sleeping there.

Now, he was sandwiched between the left and the right.

Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to make adjustments, so that at least he could ensure that Binbin would not fall while sleeping.

However, as they sat down, the expressions and movements on their faces began to distort slightly, which seemed to foreshadow some kind of loss of control.

Although Li Zhuiyuan did not understand the reasoning behind this, he had a rough idea of ​​how to deal with it:
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you.

Now, please be patient. Zhou Yong is just a knife that was used by others. You don't want to let go of the culprit who caused you to suffer this, right?"

When the girl and the woman heard this, they became quiet again.

"Brother Runsheng, take care of Zhou Yong first. Call me when you're done. I'll take a nap first."

"Okay, don't worry, Xiaoyuan."

At this time, Zhou Yong was trapped in the corner by Run Sheng, and the Yellow River shovel was fixed on the opponent's neck, trapping him physically.

He was very weak now. Although he was still trying to push the shovel away with his hands, he was too weak to resist.

Runsheng walked to the sack, took out the soul-returning basket and the homecoming net, and spread them on the ground.

He took out his box of ink, pressed his ten fingers in sequence, and then made gestures according to specific steps, grabbing various positions of the Homecoming Net in turn. Finally, he held the net rope tightly with his ten fingers, clasped his hands together, and slapped them hard. In this way, the red mark was evenly and symmetrically applied on the Homecoming Net, and its effectiveness could be guaranteed.

The whole process is smooth, ceremonial, and entertaining, but it lacks practicality.

After all, not every dead person can just stand there and give you enough time to prepare your equipment.

Of course, Runsheng also wanted to be like Xiaoyuan, putting a little red mud on his fingertips and casually applying it on the utensils to "consecrate" them.

He tried it, but failed. Xiaoyuan's simplicity and casualness were based on calculation. Xiaoyuan knew where to apply and how much to apply. Xiaoyuan also taught him, but he couldn't calculate it.

After completing the preparations on the soul-returning basket and the home-returning net, Runsheng put the soul-returning basket on Zhou Yong's head, pulled it down, and enclosed him completely. Then he wrapped it with the home-returning net, wrapping Zhou Yong up like a dumpling.

Finally, Runsheng took out the talisman paper drawn by Xiaoyuan himself and pasted it on Zhou Yong's head.

The color changed with each pasting, and he tore it off and pasted a new one, which continued to change color. After tearing off and pasting seven sheets in a row, Runsheng finally stopped, completing the last step of the ritual.

Even Zhou Yong's cloudy eyes seemed to reveal some confusion and doubt about this action.

Li Zhuiyuan once told Runsheng that the talisman paper he drew was useless, but Runsheng didn't believe it. He thought Xiaoyuan was being modest.

After packing, Runsheng turned around and carried Zhou Yong on his back like a corpse.

At this time, Tan Wenbin woke up.

He felt so tired, as if his body had been hollowed out.

He raised his head dazedly, opened his eyes, looked at the girl on his left, then turned his head and looked at the woman on his right.

He felt that he had not woken up yet and was still in a dream, so he closed his eyes and lay down again.

Soon, he opened his eyes again, looked to the left, and then to the right.

Swallowed.

She sat up suddenly and was about to scream when Runsheng's hand covered her mouth.

"Woooooooo..."

"Shhh."

Tan Wenbin nodded.

Runsheng took his hand away.

Tan Wenbin turned his head and saw that Runsheng was leaning sideways to gently push Li Zhuiyuan, while Zhou Yong on his back was touching Tan Wenbin's face.

Li Zhuiyuan woke up and saw that Runsheng was ready. He also stood up, but still asked with concern:
"Brother Binbin, are you okay?"

"I...what's wrong with me? Oh, I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Go back to Uncle Shan's house and sleep."

"No, I'm still okay and I can still help." Tan Wenbin stood up tremblingly, finally breaking free from the restraints, then bent down and began to breathe heavily.

"Brother Binbin, eat more good food recently to replenish your body."

"Yes, I will. I never thought I was so weak."

"Brother Runsheng, let's go."

The three of them left the house and walked down the small dam.

Then, there was the sound of a door being locked in the house, and then the lights were turned off. Under the moonlight, a figure flashed in the kitchen and the bedroom.

Because Zhou Yong left the home, the girl and the woman could only return to their previous positions and wait for Zhou Yong to come home.

This is the life Zhou Yong wants to maintain.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and stared at the well on the dam.

"Brother Runsheng, you stay here."

"it is good."

"Brother Binbin, do you still have strength?"

Tan Wenbin nodded vigorously: "Yes, I can."

"Thanks a lot."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, it's okay, trust me."

Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin walked back to the small dam. Because Runsheng was still outside with Zhou Yong on his back and had not come in, the girls and women in the house were not moved around.

Li Zhuiyuan lifted the hat on the manhole cover, picked up the rope from the bucket next to it, tied it around himself, and then threw the other end of the rope to Tan Wenbin.

"Hold it tight."

"Okay." To be on the safe side, Tan Wenbin wrapped the rope around himself twice and made a "done" gesture.

Li Zhuiyuan held a flashlight in his left hand and his smaller Yellow River shovel in his right hand, went down the well, and lowered himself little by little until he was half a meter away from the water surface.

At the edge of the well, Tan Wenbin lay down and stuck himself there. His arms were now weak, so he could only use his body as a slot.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, Li Zhuiyuan saw the patterns carved on the wall of the well.

There was a noise coming from the water below. I shone the flashlight downwards and saw a thick water snake swimming beneath the water.

Li Zhuiyuan was not worried about the snake because it was trapped underwater and unable to get out of the water.

Picking up the Yellow River shovel, Li Zhuiyuan began to change the patterns here.

It was cold in the well, but he was so hot that he began to sweat.

Modifying the patterns left by others is much more difficult than rearranging them yourself, and requires more deduction.

But there was no way. First, time did not allow it. Second, it was difficult for Li Zhuiyuan to gather all the materials for arrangement.

The most important thing is that it is easier to trap and kill the other party while preserving their layout.

An hour later, Li Zhuiyuan pulled the rope.

Above, although his body was in pain from being stuck there, Tan Wenbin, who had taken a break, began to exert force to slowly pull the rope out.

Li Zhuiyuan gradually rose up and looked down at the water below his feet.

The water snake was still there, but not as lively as before. Under the flashlight, the snake's body under the water showed bright and varied colors.

A smile appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's face. This is right. Things like flowers in the mirror and moons in the water are still too low-level.

Coming out of the well and breathing in the fresh air, Li Zhuiyuan wiped the sweat off his face and felt something sticky on the back of his hand. He shone a flashlight on it and saw red.

"Xiaoyuan, your nose is bleeding." Tan Wenbin began to look for paper on his body.

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan raised his head, took the paper ball and stuffed it into his nose, then he untied the rope on his body.

"Xiaoyuan, are you too tired?"

"It's okay, nothing's wrong." Li Zhuiyuan didn't take it seriously. He was just getting to the point.

After carefully checking that there were no drops of blood on the ground, he put the hat back on the wellhead and restored the place to its original state.

Walking down the small dam, Li Zhuiyuan signaled Runsheng that he could leave.

When they arrived at the creek, Li Zhuiyuan walked in front with a compass in his hand, silently reciting "Liu's Qi-Watching Secret" while pointing out to Runsheng the points that needed to be dug and raised.

When they reached the bridge, Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the ground, tilted his head and asked, "Brother Runsheng, do you remember everything you just said?"

"Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, I've remembered everything."

"Hurry up and start the construction."

"Ok!"

Runsheng put Zhou Yong down from his back, picked up the Yellow River shovel and started digging and paving.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, can I go and help?"

"No need, brother Binbin, you stay and help me deal with my nosebleed, it's getting hard to stop."

"okay."

Runsheng is very strong and the Yellow River shovel is suitable for this kind of environment. If he works alone, he will be more efficient and less likely to make mistakes.

Here, Tan Wenbin finally stopped Xiaoyuan's nosebleed and asked with concern:

"Xiaoyuan, are you really okay?"

"fine."

"So, what are we doing here?"

"Someone tricked us and nearly killed us all. Now I'm planning a counterattack."

"Okay, I see."

On the ground behind, Zhou Yong was still squirming.

Tan Wenbin looked at him with lingering fear, even though they had sat at the same table before, he was still afraid of death.

"Brother Binbin, when we get back this time, I will teach you some methods to deal with the dead."

"Really? That's great!"

Then, they both said in unison:

"Keep it a secret from your father."

"Keep it a secret from my dad!"

After saying that, both of them laughed.

Runsheng cannot do the work of two people alone, and he really needs a helper. The previous situation is very much like the game of leading sheep and wolves across the river. One of himself and Runsheng must stay behind to watch Zhou Yong to prevent any accidents.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to rest. He was very sleepy.

Just when I was sleeping soundly, I was woken up by someone: "Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan."

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, which were full of bloodshot.

Runsheng felt a little distressed, but he did not try to dissuade him. Instead, he asked, "I just did everything you said. What should I do next?"

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked under the bridge with a compass.

Runsheng protected him and came down with him, fearing that the boy would fall and be washed away by the river.

Li Zhuiyuan began to talk about the parts that needed to be modified under the bridge. There was no need to use a major project, and it was still just minor modifications on the original basis. Runsheng could do it alone with the tools.

In addition, Li Zhuiyuan also discovered that although Brother Runsheng was not good at calculation, he had a good memory. He could remember clearly what he said every time and did it without any mistakes.

"Do you remember it clearly, Brother Runsheng?"

"Remember it clearly."

"Ah."

After Li Zhuiyuan responded, he fell forward.

Runsheng was quick to pick him up and carry him back to the shore. After telling Tan Wenbin to take good care of Xiaoyuan, he took his tools and climbed onto the bridge from the side.

Tan Wenbin had already prepared clean water and paper balls, but this time, Li Zhuiyuan, who was in a semi-comatose state, did not have a nosebleed again, but blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"This……"

He first used water to help clean it, but found that blood started flowing out from the corner of his eye again soon after he wiped it clean. However, the eye is not a nostril, and he didn't know how to stop the bleeding.

She could only put Li Zhuiyuan's head on her lap and use her hands to massage the boy's temples, hoping to relieve his fatigue.

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan..."

Li Zhuiyuan was woken up again, and after opening his eyes, he asked:

"Brother Runsheng, why are you covered in blood..."

"Xiaoyuan, I'm fine, it's your eyes that are bleeding."

"Oh." Li Zhuiyuan then realized that his vision was full of blood.

He stood up with difficulty, squatted down to the river, scooped up some water and started to rinse his eyes.

Although blood could still be seen dripping, the vision was now much clearer.

Turning back to look at Runsheng, he found that his body was covered with mud and lime, and his hands and feet were all abraded and bleeding.

"Xiaoyuan, check it out."

"Ah."

"Come, I'll carry you down to the river."

Runsheng carried Li Zhuiyuan on his back and walked to the river. Li Zhuiyuan raised his head. He did not check the "construction details" but went directly to check the Feng Shui pattern.

After wiping his eyes three times to remove the blood, he confirmed that the feng shui here had been changed by him.

"Brother Runsheng, you did a great job."

"What do you need me to do next?"

"Brother Runsheng, you can rest now."

"Then let's go back to my uncle's house and sleep. I think you really can't hold on any longer."

"No, I have one last and most important task to do."

"I'll do it."

Li Zhuiyuan was silent.

Runsheng understood.

"So, can you hold on?"

"We have to hold on even if we can't. We don't have much time. They will come tomorrow night at the earliest."

There are two types of Feng Shui patterns: natural and man-made.

The natural phenomena are permanent. Unless there is a sudden, large-scale change in the terrain, the only thing that can change the natural phenomena is the great changes in the world.

Therefore, the ancients usually chose this place as their burial site, relying on the longevity of this natural phenomenon.

The man-made situation is like setting a net in the river to raise fish. If the net is not maintained and repaired regularly, the net will inevitably be broken after a period of time, and the fish inside will return to the river.

The layout of this small river basin is very simple and fragile. When checking it during the day, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that there were deviations and it was time for the other party to come and repair it.

Of course, the other party does not have to come to repair it, but at least he has to come to check the results of the "exercise questions".

Therefore, Zhou Yong was actually deceived. What he thought was a long-lasting relationship actually had a shelf life. If the other party did not come to maintain it, it would soon rot in the river or at home, along with his wife and daughter.

In short, this matter cannot be delayed. I must complete all the arrangements before dawn, and then have a good rest... and recuperate.

Back at the shore, Li Zhuiyuan sat down in front of Zhou Yong.

Enter the Yin.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin beside him were gone, leaving only Zhou Yong. He was now very weak, like a fish that had been ashore for a long time.

This is good, because Lee Joo-won is also very tired now.

The weak frequencies of both sides are now well matched, and soon they are in sync.

This also led to a new discovery for Li Zhuiyuan, that is, when someone is on the verge of death, it will be easier to complete the steps in the black book and thus control it.

But there is a paradox here. If death can be easily solved through other means, then why bother to control it?
At present, it is difficult to maintain a dead animal. You have to create a suitable living environment for it and maintain it regularly, and you must always be on guard against the other party's betrayal.

Its dead state of existence means that it is destined to rebel.

The mother and daughter showed signs of losing control quickly when he did not kill Zhou Yong directly.

The only exception now is the little yellow warbler.

But the little yellow warbler was able to exist longer because of that "it" in the fish pond. And at present, Li Zhuiyuan didn't know where the little yellow warbler had gone. Perhaps... it had been taken underground by that "it".

Wei Zhengdao himself also said in the black book that this was a powerful method to deal with dead fall, rather than the "Taming Manual".

Because you can't expect something that is always in torment to be loyal to you for a long time.

Wei Zhengdao saw this very clearly, but his friend did not. He succeeded in raising the fish, but at the cost of turning himself into a dead fish.

That's why Li Zhuiyuan thought that guy was extremely stupid. Which animal trainer would train an animal just to lock himself in a cage?
"Come on, Zhou Yong, let me see your memory."

Li Zhuiyuan placed his hand on Zhou Yong's forehead.

He was very tired now, so he had no intention of savoring the tragic and sad scenes after Zhou Yong's wife and daughter fell ill. He quickly skipped over them and only stayed at a few key points.

The first one was the words that came from outside the window when Zhou Yong was lying on the bed crying for his deceased wife.

Zhou Yong ran out, but he didn't find the person. The person only left a letter.

The letter said that he could help him keep his wife and daughter by his side.

After his daughter died, the voice appeared again. Zhou Yong went out again, but still didn't find the person. It was another letter with exactly the same content.

One night after his wife and daughter died, Zhou Yong sat in the house drinking alone. The voice appeared again, but he still didn't see anyone. He picked up the letter outside the house and opened it, and found that the letter described the specific method.

Li Zhuiyuan sighed and had to admit that the other party was very clean.

They are clearly doing bad things, but they don't leave any traces or evidence. This kind of behavioral logic is very similar to that of Grandma Liu and others.

This is not to say that Liu Yumei is a bad person, but these two groups of people have always been wary of certain things, fearing that they will be involved.

Take this group of people for example. They are clearly doing extremely disgusting and bad things, but they haven’t really got their hands dirty.

Even if they were likely the girls and women they killed, for them who had been bedridden for a long time, death at that time was a relief, similar to euthanasia in the West.

When you kill them, they will not feel resentment, but will be grateful in their hearts.

Of course, this is because they don’t know what awaits them after death... In fact, if I hadn’t told them, their hatred would only be directed towards Zhou Yong.

Hands and feet, so clean.

Is this the reverence for that taboo?

This is why, when I proposed a plan to Black Cat, Black Cat was very surprised: Can you righteous people really do this?

It turns out that there is indeed such a righteous rule.

However, Li Zhuiyuan did not think of retreating because of this.

For him, the worst that could happen after finishing his work was that he would go home and hug his grandfather more.

This Zhou Yong is really interesting. Just based on three letters, he really spent all his family's assets to build the bridge.

But considering the portrait of Jesus in his house, it is understandable. This man is superstitious and is the kind of fool who is easily fooled.

He would rather live in poverty at home than give money to those swindlers who perform magic tricks. He thinks he is very smart and wise, and that he is the only one who is sober while everyone else is drunk.

Li Zhuiyuan forced himself to cheer up, and said from Zhou Yong's perspective:

"Now, I'll tell you, you'll see, and I'll tell you... the truth."

The third step of Wei Zhengdao’s Black Book: Cheating!
Zhou Yong's perspective was rewound, back to the time before he came home from playing cards and found his wife dead. As soon as Zhou Yong approached his own dam, he heard a conversation coming from behind the house:

"Well, I've killed his wife."

"It would be better to kill him. If he doesn't die, it will only delay things."

"This way, when he comes back and sees it, he will be heartbroken, and it will also be convenient for us to carry out the next plan."

"Is the letter ready?"

"Okay, but now you don't want to leave any specific instructions?"

"Not yet, his daughter is not dead yet."

Li Zhuiyuan forced himself to stay awake and continued to adjust the perspective, arriving at the moment before Zhou Yong discovered that his daughter was dead.

The same scene, the same eavesdropping, and even just a few minor changes to the dialogue.

It’s not that Li Zhuiyuan doesn’t want to do the job more carefully, but he can’t hold on any longer.

He knew very well that this forceful and brutal way of modifying memory would cause disorder in Zhou Yong's original memory chain.

If it were a normal dead animal, you wouldn't do this. After a person becomes dizzy, they will quickly dispel and forget the false memories, just like a normal person's dream last night.

But Li Zhuiyuan believed Zhou Yong because he was really easy to fool.

Moreover, I have "adapted" it based on facts, which is in line with the internal logic of the memory chain.

Continue to play with it, and return to the scene where Zhou Yong is sitting in the house drinking alone after the death of his wife and daughter.

Outside, there was a conversation:

"Okay, we've killed his wife and children. Now we can move on to the next plan."

"Well, he's really stupid. I've already dropped the letter here, and he's going to grab at straws and do whatever we tell him to do."

"You throw it, he's coming out soon."

"Ah."

Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to deepen and enrich the last part of the conversation, but he couldn't bear it anymore. The negative state was difficult to maintain, and the perspective became unstable and fragmented.

But, it should be possible.

Li Zhuiyuan released all his strength and closed his eyes.

When he wanted to open his eyes again, he found that he couldn't open them at all, as if his eyes were blocked.

He knew his journey was over because he heard the voices of Runsheng and Tan Wenbin. "Runsheng, why can't the bleeding stop? It's so scary."

"Wipe it again, I'll get some clean water."

"Brother Binbin."

"Xiaoyuan, you're awake. Don't worry. We are trying to stop your bleeding."

"Brother Binbin, please take a look at Zhou Yong and tell me how he is now."

"He...he keeps shaking his head, as if he's having a seizure, but don't worry, he can't break free from the basket and the net."

"Keep staring at him and tell me about his changes. I can't see them now."

Runsheng came back, and soon, Li Zhuiyuan felt a cool feeling flowing in his eyes.

Now, I can open my eyes, but my vision is completely dark and I can't see anything.

"Xiao Yuan, why are your eyes so dull? Can you see clearly how many fingers I raised?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

Now, he is afraid that even Liu Jinxia, ​​who suffers from cataracts, would boast about her good eyesight in front of him.

He is now no different from being blind.

"Xiaoyuan, is there anything wrong with your eyes?"

"Brother Xiaoyuan, don't scare me!"

"Don't worry, I'm just overdrawn. I can't see now, but I'm not really blind. I'll recover slowly after I rest and recuperate."

There is a similar record in "Records of Subduing Demons by the Right Path": He lost his sight for ten days before he recovered and learned to exercise self-control.

Wei Zhengdao had overdrawn like this before, but he recovered in the end.

The "旬月" here is not easy to interpret. It can refer to one month, ten months, or ten days to one month.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that the third interpretation was the most appropriate. If Wei Zhengdao had really been blind for ten whole months, his tone would have been heavier and more fearful when he wrote this passage. It would not be "only now I know how to exercise restraint" but "horrified and horrified" and "as if I had been reborn."

"Xiaoyuan, the mucus in Zhou Yong's eyes has faded, and his eyes have turned red again. He looks very angry."

"Is he watching the three of us?"

"No, no, he didn't look at us."

"Well, okay, it worked."

The hatred has been transferred.

"Brother Runsheng, take down the net and basket, and put Zhou Yong into the water."

"it is good!"

Although this request was unreasonable, Runsheng never asked why.

He carried Zhou Yong to the riverside, took away the net and basket, then looked at the man who was still struggling on the shore like a dead fish, raised his foot, and kicked him back into the river.

As soon as he entered the water, the half-dead Zhou Yong suddenly became active and dived into the water.

"Xiaoyuan, let's go to the hospital." said Tan Wenbin.

"Brother Binbin, please take a little more effort and ride your tricycle to take me home.

Brother Runsheng, you stay here and take care of Uncle Shan and my great-grandfather.

Starting tomorrow, go to Zhou Yong's dam once in the morning and once in the evening to check the situation. If you don't see the mother and daughter sitting on the dam waving at you, go to the river and look around. You should be able to catch some dead fish."

"Xiaoyuan, is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

"Remember to recalculate the money with the village chief."

"Okay." Runsheng agreed and turned to look at Tan Wenbin, "Can you still ride a bike?"

"no problem."

Runsheng asked sincerely and concernedly: "You look very tired now, do you want me to slap you to cheer you up?"

"No, thanks. I'll smoke my own cigarettes while I ride."

"Be careful and don't let anything happen to Xiaoyuan."

"Of course, don't worry."

Runsheng packed up his things and personally carried Li Zhuiyuan back home.

Inside the house, two drunk old men were snoring loudly.

This time, I helped my grandfather solve a problem.

However, the boy didn't mind helping the grandfather resolve these disasters. Because by staying with the grandfather, he could do things as he pleased, and the grandfather's consistent behavior logic was not in line with the so-called righteous path.

Of course, it is also possible that the current righteous path is false and wrong, and the grandfather’s style of doing things is the real way to uphold righteousness.

But thinking from another perspective, if I hadn’t come, my grandfather might not have encountered this incident.

Because, without me, even with the compass, my grandfather wouldn't be able to find Zhou Yong's house.

The dawn is breaking.

Li Zhuiyuan was completely exhausted, but he no longer felt sleepy as he sat on the tricycle enjoying the cool morning breeze.

Although his eyes were pitch black and he couldn't see anything, he was in a very happy mood and even hummed a nursery rhyme "Let's Row the Boat Together".

All his previous achievements were achieved too easily. In the subject of "corpse recovery", he experienced the feeling of being a poor student for the first time.

I have been studying hard, hoping to make a little progress, but you dare to frame me and cheat at the same time!

Why?
Then I'll kill you.

Tan Wenbin slapped himself while riding his bike, but when he listened to the singing coming from behind him, he couldn't help laughing.

The boy sitting at the back seemed to give him a terrifying maturity beyond his age from the very first moment they met. Many times, he felt that his father was suppressed in front of the boy.

Therefore, the "brother" he called out was not really a flattery, because the other person was smarter and more mature than him.

Now, hearing the boy singing, he felt happy for him. This was truly the behavior of a child.

"Are you happy, Xiaoyuan?"

"Yeah, very happy."

……

The tricycle drove safely to the dam near his home. The face of Tan Wenbin, who was riding the tricycle, was almost swollen.

When he arrived at the place, he pulled the brakes in a daze, then fell to the ground and fell asleep.

He was busy all day and night. Not only was he frightened frequently, but his yang energy was also sucked away by death. The fact that he could hold on until now is a miracle for a normal person.

Liu Yumei and Aunt Liu were having breakfast. Seeing this, they dropped their chopsticks and ran over.

Li Zhuiyuan's left hand and right hand were grabbed by Liu Yumei and Liu Ting respectively, and then the two looked at each other.

Aunt Liu let go of his hand, dragged Tan Wenbin back to the dining table on the first floor, and went back to the house to get the medicine.

Liu Yumei frowned, stared at Li Zhuiyuan and sighed.

Li Zhuiyuan likes this quiet atmosphere very much. There are no unnecessary concerns or inquiries, and everyone can see clearly.

In fact, since I can't see now, no one needs to manage their facial expressions anymore.

The world suddenly became much simpler.

Until, my hand was held by a pair of soft and warm hands.

The monotonous world suddenly becomes rich and full.

"Ari, come here, I want to tell you something in private."

Ahri moved closer and pressed herself against the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that his lips touched the girl's hair and she put her ear close to him.

"Let me tell you, there is a group of people who want to plot against me. I am very angry. I have made arrangements and will definitely kill them."

Of course Liu Yumei heard this whisper.

She originally thought that her granddaughter would be angry at the boy for making her like this, but who would have thought that after the boy finished speaking, two clear dimples appeared on her granddaughter's face.

"Ari, I can't see now, take me back to the house."

Li Zhuiyuan felt that the girl was holding his hand with one hand and walking forward, while the other hand was holding his arm.

In the past, I always walked in front of the girl, holding her hand.

He entered the house, went up the stairs step by step, returned to his room and sat on the bed.

Li Zhuiyuan lay down and reached out to touch the quilt, but found nothing.

But soon, the quilt was covered on his stomach, and even the folding method was what he was used to.

The girl left and Li Zhuiyuan heard the door open.

After a while, the door opened again and the girl came back. Then Li Zhuiyuan felt a wet towel wiping his face.

Wipe for a while, fold it, and continue wiping, just like he did when he wiped her in the past.

It turns out that she has been learning all the time.

The door of the room opened again, and it was the footsteps of adults.

"Xiaoyuan, lie still, I'll apply medicine for you."

"Thank you Aunt Liu."

Ointment was applied to the eyes and then a cloth band was tied around the back of the head.

A feeling of comfort ripples in the eye sockets, followed by a deep tiredness.

Li Zhuiyuan forced himself not to fall asleep and asked, "Aunt Liu, how long will it take for my eyes to heal?"

"Ten months."

Li Zhuiyuan: “…”

Aunt Liu laughed: "Haha, after a month, you can finally be quiet."

Li Zhuiyuan also smiled.

"How come you can still laugh, little brat?"

"One month, just in time to finish the summer vacation and not delay the start of school."

……

During the day, Li Sanjiang woke up and learned that Xiaoyuan and Zhuangzhuang had already gone back. He didn't take it seriously, but picked up his tools and led Runsheng for several more circles along the river.

Runsheng originally wanted to just spend some time with Li Sanjiang and go through the motions.

Then he saw Li Sanjiang take out the compass.

The compass pointed due south, so he followed Li Sanjiang to the bridge.

Under the bridge, Li Sanjiang untied his belt and urinated.

When men urinate, they often don't like to look down, but instead look around like a cloud in their chest.

He saw the monument under the bridge and exclaimed:

"Hello, Runshenghou, is this Zhou Yong from your village?"

"Yes, sir."

"Tsk, tsk, he must be very rich, he donated money to build a bridge all by himself."

"Um...I'm not very familiar with the people in the village."

"You don't know anyone from your village?"

"Uncle, you know that my grandfather and I are in this business, and we rarely come into contact with the villagers on weekdays."

"That shouldn't be the case. Don't you have good relationships with people in the village? Who doesn't like a country bumpkin who loses money when playing cards?"

"Most of the time, my grandfather didn't have money in his pocket to play cards."

"Oh, that's right."

Runsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had used up all his wisdom and finally managed to get away with this matter.

But then, a scene that made Runsheng dumbfounded appeared.

Li Sanjiang took a compass and walked south until he came under the bridge. There was a river bend in front of him and there was no way forward, so he followed the compass in the opposite direction and walked north.

Zhou Yong's family happened to live in the northern corner of the village.

Runsheng followed Li Sanjiang and walked to Zhou Yong's house with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

My grandfather always says that Uncle Sanjiang is incompetent. Is this what you call incompetent?
Xiaoyuan took a lot of effort to find Zhou Yong's house last night. Uncle Sanjiang found it in the time it took him to pee!

"Hahaha, hello there!"

Li Sanjiang raised his hand and waved to the mother and daughter sitting on the dam.

Because Runsheng, a native of the village, happened to be standing next to him, he was able to see the mother and daughter.

"Uncle, let's not go forward." Runsheng decided that if Li Sanjiang continued to move forward, he would carry Li Sanjiang away even if he had to carry him on his back.

"No, no, there's only the mother and daughter at home. What's the point of going? It's boring."

The women are at home, and as a grown man, it is not appropriate for me to get close to them.

But Runsheng had a different interpretation of these words. Uncle Sanjiang knew at a glance that Zhou Yong was not at home?

After wandering around until the afternoon, Li Sanjiang returned to Uncle Shan's house.

The village chief was also in the yard and asked about the progress. Li Sanjiang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, it will be found soon."

After the village chief left, there was still a lot of strong liquor left over from last night, and the village chief also sent some braised dishes in advance.

The two old men sat down and continued drinking.

As I drank, I became more and more excited.

When it was almost night, Li Sanjiang remembered why he came here, so he planned to get up and take a walk before it got dark.

Uncle Shan stopped him and asked him to continue drinking with him, then urged Runsheng to go out and take a walk.

Runsheng responded, picked up his things and went out. Xiaoyuan had already told him to go and check once in the morning and once in the evening.

He ran to Zhou Yong's home.

this time,

The mother and daughter on the dam never appeared again.

……

night.

An adult was walking along the river with a boy sitting on his shoulders.

At first glance, they were a father and son who were out for a walk at night.

But the conversation between them was shocking, because the grown man called the boy on his neck... Dad.

"Dad, Blind Liu's family asked someone to return the money to us. What should we do?"

"Let's go again some other day and double the price. I don't believe she won't be tempted."

"Okay, is their family really that important?"

"It's very important. Their family is really tough, especially the little granddaughter named Cuicui."

"Dad, are you attracted to her?"

The dwarf slapped the man on the head, and the man cried out in pain.

"Are you stupid? You married someone so tough. Are you hoping your father will die soon?"

"Dad, if you didn't mean that, why did you set your sights on him?"

"Whatever you do, it's useful. If you can establish a relationship with their family, you can let them handle things in the future. They are strong and can handle things. There are three of them in the family. If one dies, it will be replaced by another. How great."

"Then why don't we just force them..."

"Bullshit, have you forgotten what your father taught you? In our line of work, the most taboo thing is to get involved in funeral affairs. Even if you want to do something of your own, you have to be careful about the method and keep your hands and feet in order.

Otherwise, God knows when a disaster will strike, and you won’t even know how you died.

We are father and son, one has dwarfism and the other has gigantism. It's not easy for us to live. Not only does God dislike us, but even the world looks at us differently. So we have to be more careful in what we do. Do you understand?"

"Got it, Dad."

"By the way, next time you go to Blind Liu's house, remind me to ask about the boy's situation."

"Dad, you still remember that boy, isn't he just a child?"

"I always feel that the child sees through me."

"How is that possible, Dad? Are you overthinking it? When you are out there, everyone thinks you are my son."

"No doubt about it. That boy saw through me. He seemed to know my inner thoughts at a glance. You were inside at the time, so you didn't know. That boy's gaze was too scary."

"Could it be that the boy has the same disease as you, Dad?"

"I don't know, so next time I go to Siyuan Village, I have to check it out again. It would be best if I could go to the boy's home. Oh, by the way, the quiet girl next to the boy is really pretty, just like the one on TV."

"I saw it too. She's not a tough person, is she?"

"I can't tell. It shouldn't be hard."

"Then you will be my wife in the future?"

"Haha, you are the son, do you know the rules? How can you get your turn first?"

"Dad, there's no father like you."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Now that we're here, let's go down to the river and call that idiot out. Let's see what the result was when you did it yourself last time. Let Dad check your results, too."

"Don't worry, Dad, it's okay."

The man carried the dwarf on his shoulders and walked down the river. He was about to take out something to summon him when bubbles suddenly appeared in front of him.

The back was revealed, then slowly turned over, and finally, Zhou Yong's figure was revealed.

"Dad, look, the dead creature I raised is so smart. It came out on its own without even needing to be summoned."

"It's really good, son. I've said it before, I've never seen anyone in this field who is more talented than you."

"That is."

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the mucus in Zhou Yong's eyes faded, turned red, and pounced directly at the man.

"Dad!" the man screamed.

The dwarf on his head took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on Zhou Yong's forehead, and Zhou Yong stopped moving immediately.

"Dad, this is so scary, what happened just now?"

"It's common for people to fall down and lose control. Don't worry..."

At the bridgehead, a cold wind blew up, and the evil spirit in the river boiled over in an instant.

The talisman paper on Zhou Yong’s forehead burned instantly.

"Roar!"

Zhou Yong's hands pierced into the man's chest, then he opened his mouth and bit the man's neck.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The sound of broken bones is so high-pitched and crisp.

The man was knocked to the ground and fell into the river.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? No, this is impossible!"

The dwarf was struggling in the water. He couldn't believe what he saw. Why did things turn out this way?

Blood and body parts emerged from the river, and Zhou Yong continued to pounce on the dwarf.

"You deserve to die, you deserve to die, give me back my son!"

The dwarf's face was distorted and he no longer looked like a child.

A barbed rope appeared in his hand, and his body moved nimbly in the water like a fish as he went behind Zhou Yong. He put the rope around Zhou Yong's neck and tightened it vigorously.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Zhou Yong howled, his neck was melting quickly.

However, just as Zhou Yong appeared and roared, the cover of the well on his dam slipped off.

The colorful water snake at the bottom of the well also opened its mouth and hissed silently upwards, then its body collapsed and turned into pus.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The windows of the bedroom and kitchen of the house were blown away. Two women, one big and one small, jumped out and headed towards the river at a very fast speed.

Runsheng was also running towards the river when he suddenly saw two figures passing by him. He recognized who they were, but he didn't know why. When the mother and daughter moved, their feet were gliding on the ground like two fast-sliding snakes.

Then they jumped into the river together, leaving only two rapid ripples on the water.

"You deserve to die, you killed my son, that's my son!!!"

The dwarf used the rope in his hand to almost cut Zhou Yong's neck in half. Zhou Yong's aura was rapidly weakening, and the evil spirit quickly dissipated.

This kind of Feng Shui layout has a short-lived effect.

But at this moment, Zhou Yong suddenly stretched out his arms and grabbed the dwarf's two feet.

The dwarf didn't care at all. He just knew that the dead animal was about to be cut to death by him.

But at this moment, he turned his head and looked to his side, and there seemed to be something under the water.

Suddenly, two figures jumped out from under the water, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed the dwarf respectively and began to bite him madly.

Their eyes were like those of snakes, and every time they bit the dwarf, the blood that flowed from the wound was not red but black.

"what!!!"

The dwarf screamed and tried to shake them off, but the three zombies swarmed around him at close range, leaving him no room to move no matter how agile he was.

Finally, unwillingly, his face turned a poisonous blue-gray color, he lost all vitality, and slowly sank into the river along with the three dead bodies.

After his memory was tampered with by Li Zhuiyuan, Zhou Yong's resentment changed from his obsession with his wife and daughter continuing to accompany him to wanting revenge for his broken family.

When the enemy dies, his revenge is complete and the resentment begins to dissipate.

Even if an accident occurs, there is another layer of protection. That is, the Feng Shui of this river was changed by Li Zhuiyuan to offset the evil spirits. In a short period of time, the evil spirits in this area would be ignited to create a boiling effect, which naturally included the people who died.

In short, Zhou Yong was completely wiped out.

As soon as he was finished, his wife and daughter, the ghosts who existed because of him, were finally freed.

After all of them sank together under the water, they slowly dispersed and floated up again, except for the mother and daughter, who were still hugging each other.

When Runsheng ran to the river, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. There were many corpses floating on the river.

"Xiao Yuan, you're right. Fish, so many dead fish!"

(End of this chapter)