Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 80

"Dude, you're really deep."

Tan Wenbin put Lu Yi on the bed in the dormitory, put his hands on his hips, and panted.

In fact, carrying a person was not that tiring. It was mainly because he had to relax from the series of explosive actions from suppressing the possessed Lu Yi to jumping on the high heels.

Seeing that Lu Yi's face was dirty and covered with white foam, Tan Wenbin frowned, but he couldn't bear it after all. He picked up the basin, poured some hot water into it, and then squeezed a towel to wipe him.

As for the abrasions and bleeding on Lu Yi's knees, feet, elbows and other places, Tan Wenbin was too lazy to deal with them. After all, they were all rough men and these bumps and bruises were not a big deal.

After doing all this, Tan Wenbin poured a glass of water for Lu Yi and placed it on the plastic stool at the head of his bed. Then he bent down and took out a Harbin red sausage from the storage box under the bed.

He took a bite and said while chewing:

"Dude, this is the fee for exorcism and cleaning."

After coming out of Lu Yi's dormitory and returning to my own dormitory, as soon as I entered the door, I saw Brother Xiaoyuan sitting facing the desk with a whip in his hand.

That look, that aura...tsk tsk, Tan Wenbin suddenly felt that the father holding the belt in his memory seemed a little too kind at this moment.

Binbin squatted aside and watched Brother Yuanzi being interrogated.

Brother Yuanzi's gaze was slightly upwards, not falling on the high heels on the desk, which proved that there must be other invisible things on the desk.

Reaching out and scratching his head, Tan Wenbin really wanted to go to the underworld to take a look.

But he knew that Brother Yuanzi would definitely not agree.

Brother Yuanzi has always warned himself and others not to resort to shady tactics too often, unless they are faced with something really difficult and have no choice but to resort to shady tactics.

But Brother Yuanzi often walks into the underworld by snapping his fingers. In the past, he needed to take a nap and have someone support him and count down. Now he can walk into the underworld with his eyes open, without any delay in the underworld or the world of life.

Tan Wenbin did not feel any imbalance in this regard. Ever since the first time they met, when Brother Yuanzi finished all the test papers on his desk while he was only beaten by his father, he knew that the biggest similarity between him and Brother Yuanzi was that they looked like the same person.

However, Brother Yuanzi seemed to be in trouble, as if something went wrong during the interrogation.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "Brother Binbin, burn paper, light candles, spread sand and ask for directions."

"Order!"

Burning paper and lighting candles are easy to understand, but spreading sand to ask for directions is actually similar to the "Pen Fairy".

That’s right, Tan Wenbin forgot for a moment whether this process should use red candles or white candles.

Oh no, after the college entrance examination, it’s like my brain was returned to my alma mater.

Not only did I forget a lot of high school knowledge, but even the "professional content" that I had memorized before became a little vague.

Fortunately, Tan Wenbin also has a solution.

He first placed the box on the desk, then poured in the specially made white sand, smoothed the sand surface with a ruler, held a red candle in his left hand and a white candle in his right hand, and asked:
"Brother Xiaoyuan, where should we place the candles?"

Li Zhuiyuan first looked at Tan Wenbin's left hand and then moved his gaze to the southeast corner of the desk.

Yes, it’s a white candle.

After Tan Wenbin finished the arrangement, he lit the candles.

Li Zhuiyuan held yellow paper in his hand, lit it on fire and then waved it in front of him.

Tan Wenbin took out his porcelain cup for drinking water and prepared to catch the ashes.

But in the blink of an eye, I saw Brother Yuanzi stand up, grab forward with his left hand and then pull it downward, poke the burning yellow paper in with his right hand, and then slap his left hand upwards.

In an instant, the yellow paper burned out, leaving only blue smoke, without even a bit of black ash left.

Tan Wenbin's eyes widened. He realized that during the half year when he was busy preparing for the college entrance examination, Brother Yuanzi was also not idle. It was just that life was too peaceful at home, so he did not realize Brother Yuanzi's rapid progress.

In fact, if you watch it from a Yin-yang perspective, you will see that the boy first reached out and clamped the girl's jaw to make her open her mouth, then stuffed the burning talisman paper into the girl's mouth, and finally slapped the girl's mouth shut.

The two main functions of yellow paper are to guide and to show filial piety; so feeding it directly into the mouth reaches the stomach in one step.

The girl didn't know whether it was due to special reasons or because she had just been slandered too severely by Tan Wenbin, but in any case, she was unable to "communicate" and could only sit on the table, looking pitiful and trembling.

The effect became apparent as soon as the yellow paper was applied.

The girl reached out her hand and grabbed the pen on the sand table with a determined expression.

Li Zhuiyuan also reached out to grab the pen, but when she saw the hand the boy extended, the determination on the girl's face was instantly washed away, and she timidly withdrew her hand.

There was no other reason, the girl's fear of the boy was simply ingrained in her bones.

The Yin family's Twelve Methods had been simplified from generation to generation in order to facilitate inheritance by future unworthy descendants. By the time Yin Fuhai got his hands, only the basic version was left.

Li Zhuiyuan's retrograde move [extradition across the bridge] can be said to be incredible in the eyes of the current Yin family members, but in fact, when the ancestor of the Yin family was at his peak, this was what he used. In other words, when this move was performed, the young man faintly reappeared some of Yin Changsheng's style.

Yin Changsheng is believed by many to be the prototype of the King of Fengdu.

Seeing that the girl was so afraid of him, Li Zhuiyuan had to turn his head to look at Tan Wenbin, while pointing at the pen on the sand table.

Tan Wenbin understood and reached out to grab the pen. Seeing this, the girl reached out again and grabbed the pen as well.

Hiss...so cool.

Tan Wenbin only felt that the back of his hand was covered by a piece of ice, and he suddenly became numb and lost consciousness.

The pen finally began to move.

The tip of this pen is as sharp as a hair, and the white sand surface is as smooth as paper. It can be used to write large characters and cursive characters as well as tiny and fine characters.

The pen tip moved quickly, and the characters were as small as a fly's head. Li Zhuiyuan could only stand up and get closer to take a closer look.

What she wrote was a letter, a letter from Ran Qiuping to her daughter Qiu Minmin.

Normally, after these letters were written, they would be burned by Ran Qiuping, and only this pair of high heels could "see" them.

The contents of each letter were written out quickly, and when the sandpaper was filled, Li Zhuiyuan used a ruler to smooth it out so that he could continue writing.

In addition to a mother's longing for her deceased daughter, ramblings about life, and occasional mention of Sun Hongxia, who was being ordered around by her, the letter also repeatedly mentioned a name: Mao Zhushan.

Sometimes he is called Master Mao, sometimes he is called Tianshi Mao, and sometimes he is even called Brother Mao or Handsome Mao. Their relationship is so good that it seems that he wants the other to be his son-in-law in the future.

But there is also a negative side. Ran Qiuping would call him a big liar, a bastard, and a beast in her letters.

The change of address and emotion involves an important theme that has never been interrupted in the series of letters, that is - resurrection.

When he saw this topic, Li Zhuiyuan knew that Ran Qiuping had been deceived.

Wei Zhengdao wrote a very abrupt sentence in the preface of the first volume of "Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu": [Once a person dies, he cannot be resurrected.]

This sentence does not connect to the previous text or lead to the following text, but is a paragraph on its own.

And all the dead people introduced later are actually explaining and confirming this sentence: the dead are not the same people as they were when they were alive.

In the letters, whenever the resurrection plan was progressing steadily, Ran Qiuping would address Mao Zhushan affectionately, and mentioned that she could introduce them to each other and bring them together after her daughter was resurrected; every time Mao Zhushan said that the plan would be postponed or there would be changes, Ran Qiuping would fly into a rage and show hysterical emotions in the letters.

On this point, Li Zhuiyuan's judgment was correct.

Whether it is Sun Hongxia or Ran Qiuping, they are just puppets being "manipulated and fooled" by others. Their spirits and world views have long been distorted and abnormal.

The girl wrote very quickly and Li Zhuiyuan read very quickly. From the information revealed between the lines, Li Zhuiyuan also caught the general temple and hid it from his master.

Combined with my own field exploration, a relatively clear branch line has been found.

After Qiu Minmin's death, Ran Qiuping was devastated. Then she came into contact with Mao Zhushan, a disciple of the corpse fisherman in the General Temple, who was the young man who Li Zhuiyuan saw in the temple that day to comfort Ran Qiuping.

Mao Zhushan agreed to help Ran Qiuping resurrect Qiu Minmin, and then Qiu Minmin became dead and often appeared in the dance room on the second floor of the student activity building.

During this period, Sun Hongxia, who was controlled and brainwashed by Ran Qiuping, had been there to guard and cover for the suspects with a mentality of atonement.

In recent letters, there is repeated mention of "the date is approaching", which indicates that the planning of Maozhushan is nearing the final stage.

Here, it definitely does not mean helping Ran Qiuping to resurrect Qiu Minmin, it should be Mao Zhushan’s own plan.

But at this critical moment, Runsheng and Yin Meng each came in carrying their own corpse-retriever equipment. Ran Qiuping was in charge of the dormitory building, and she should have seen her and Tan Wenbin's equipment when she was moving the luggage.

She must have seen something similar in the master and apprentice at Maozhu Mountain. After reporting it, she felt that the matter had been exposed and that corpse-salvagers from outside had gathered here, intending to ruin their plan.

In a recent letter, Ran Qiuping wrote relevant content to her daughter, describing the four of them in detail, and told her daughter not to be afraid, that her mother would work with her to deal with them, and that no one could stop her good daughter from returning to her side.

After reading the letter, the girl stopped writing.

Li Zhuiyuan also realized that the girl was not from Ran Qiuping's group. She seemed to be a ghost that belonged to this dormitory building or this group of dormitory buildings.

Because in Ran Qiuping's envelope story, she was not specifically mentioned, only mentioned in one letter:
Minmin, I found a pair of beautiful high-heeled shoes in the dormitory today. I don’t know who left them there, so I’ll treat them as a birthday gift from you.

In the boys' dormitory building, I found a pair of exquisite and well-preserved high heels.

This is very inconsistent.

But it does make sense. Maybe some boys are planning to buy them as gifts for their girlfriends, or maybe some boys have special fetishes and want to wear high heels themselves.

And the girl became "attached" to Ran Qiuping.

The reason is very simple, long-term contact with Qiu Minmin, even if it is one's own daughter who has died, will lead to a decline in fortune and make it easy to be entangled by evil spirits.

So, when I heard the sound of high heels when I moved in here on the first night, could it be that she knew that Ran Qiuping was going to target me, so she came to warn me in advance?

No, it is not.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. It was not that he did not dare to admit his mistake of "repaying kindness with enmity", but according to his own experience, there was really no need to over-anthropomorphize such sinister existence.

She must be bored and lonely and wants to play a trick on others for fun.

On the first night, she wanted to come find me, but I scared her away.

Tonight, she took advantage of the fact that she was not in the dormitory and went to play with Lu Yi, and made Lu Yi into that state.

That’s right, Lu Yi is not dead now, but the consequences for ordinary people when being targeted by evil spirits are, at the very least, neurasthenia and illness, or at the worst, they may not be able to bear the pressure and torture and may even jump off the dormitory building.

Lu Yi was lucky to have met himself and Tan Wenbin, otherwise he might have become a campus legend among his junior classmates, appearing in the night talk after the lights were turned off in the dormitory:

"Hey, you know what? I heard from a senior in the club today that there was a senior who used to live on our floor. He was wearing a pair of women's high heels before he jumped off the building..."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the whip and put it on Tan Wenbin's hand. The girl was so scared that she immediately retracted her hand.

"All right."

Upon hearing this, Tan Wenbin immediately pulled back his arm, then put his numb hand into his clothes in an attempt to warm it with his body temperature, but he immediately pulled his hand out with an "oh oh oh" sound, as his body was too cold to bear it.

"Brother Binbin, paint it black."

This symptom is just an "illusion". The girl has no entity, so it is impossible for her to really frostbite someone's hands.

Tan Wenbin immediately reached for his pocket and looked embarrassed. His box of ink had just fallen to the ground and all scattered. He couldn't just go to Xiao Hei to beg for some blood now.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, my ink pad..."

Li Zhuiyuan reached his left hand into his pocket and pressed the ink with his index finger, then took it out and drew a talisman on the back of Tan Wenbin's hand.

"Hiss...comfortable~"

It was as if my frozen hands were thawing immediately, and I felt as refreshed as if I was surrounded by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Tan Wenbin staggered backwards and finally sat down on the ground, but there was still a smile on his face.

This is a dramatic reversal in perception, creating an illusion of "floating in the air".

If you hold the pen yourself, you will only feel a slight coolness on the back of your hand, but the same degree of sensation can be very different for different people.

But who told the girl not to hold his hand? So at this time only Binbin could go up.

In some strange stories, old Taoist priests and old monks always have a young apprentice by their side. If we really consider them as inherited disciples, there are obviously several generations between them, so there is no need for them to personally take care of the young apprentice.

The main reason is that it is not convenient for a person with high level of Taoism and strong will to use some methods and techniques himself.

For example, "inviting gods" appears in all kinds of metaphysical schools. The more advanced a person is, the more difficult it is to invite gods, because the invited ones are afraid of being swallowed or detained by you. On the contrary, those who have entered the door but their attainments are not deep enough and who have better physical fitness are more likely to succeed in inviting gods.

Tan Wenbin finally recovered and stood up.

"Brother Binbin, how are you?"

"It's okay, I'm recovered." Tan Wenbin said seriously. There was nothing he could do. He couldn't say that he felt great just now.

"Ah."

"What did you just write?" Although he was holding the pen, he really didn't have time to see clearly what was written there.

Li Zhuiyuan briefly summarized the content, and after listening, Tan Wenbin said, "Then it is confirmed that they are planning to attack us. Then we will go according to the original plan and go to the General Temple tomorrow night to ask for an explanation!"

"When they attacked, they were aiming to kill Brother Runsheng, but they didn't explain to us why."

Upon hearing this, Tan Wenbin swallowed his saliva, nodded vigorously, and clenched his fists:

"Yes, kill them!"

The big brother sets the tone, so the younger brother can only add to it and not subtract from it.

Tan Wenbin still remembers the scene when he saw the bodies of the dwarf father and son floating in the river that day. He also remembers Brother Yuanzi's determination to take revenge on him the night before, even at the cost of blinding himself.

Since then, every time I addressed him as "brother", it was full of meaning.

Whoever really makes Brother Yuanzi angry, he will invite that person to a banquet, the kind where even after the banquet is set out, no one can be found to sit down and eat.

But no matter what, following a boss like this is really not depressing at all.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the girl on the desk and asked, "Is your skeleton nearby?"

The girl nodded.

"When I graduate and leave this school, I will help you find your remains and help you to be reborn. During this time, you must behave yourself, or I will suppress you and accumulate merits."

The girl nodded again.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the teacup on the table, looked at it, and found that it was empty. The water had just been drunk by Tan Wenbin.

"Oh, yes, yes!" Tan Wenbin immediately picked up the thermos and poured it.

Li Zhuiyuan touched the wall of the cup with his fingertips, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "Brother Binbin, get some cold water."

"Okay, brother, you wait."

Tan Wenbin took the cup away, spilled the boiling water, left the dormitory, fetched some cold water, and returned it to the boy's hand.

Afterwards, Binbin stood by and watched carefully. He always liked to watch Brother Yuanzi use his tricks. When he could learn how to do it was another matter. Anyway, before going to bed at night, he could imagine how graceful he would be when he used these tricks.

The boy's fingertips repeatedly touched the cup and pushed the water droplets towards the girl.

The Twelve Methods of the Yin Family: Water Prison Confinement.

That night in Fengdu Ghost Street, when Yin Fuhai taught Li Zhuiyuan this method, he introduced it as follows: when attacked by evil spirits, one can use this method to "imprison oneself on the ground", so that one can temporarily keep oneself safe.

Therefore, another reason why Li Zhuiyuan had not gone to his great-grandfather's basement to look for books to read in the past six months was that he had learned the Yin family's Twelve Methods twice.

In terms of the standards of the techniques, the Yin family's Twelve Methods are definitely not inferior to the Qin and Liu family's unique skills, but the former was "simplified" by their descendants into a children's version of a book.

Every time a drop of water fell on the girl, she would scream, like a normal person being drenched by molten iron.

But after Li Zhuiyuan's glare, the girl didn't dare to scream again.

Gradually, water began to seep out of the girl's skin, like spider veins.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan poured the remaining water in the cup all over the girl. The girl could no longer hold back and was about to scream when the boy tapped her between the eyebrows with his finger.

For a moment, the girl's expression froze, as if frozen.

The boy reached out and patted the girl's arm, saying softly:
"Back."

With a "splash", from Tan Wenbin's perspective, a large puddle of water suddenly fell on the desk and then all merged into the pair of high heels.

"Brother Binbin."

"Hey."

"Clean the shoes, put them in an open box and place them under the balcony."

"okay."

Tan Wenbin walked over and picked up the high heels, and was surprised to find that although a lot of water had entered the shoes before, the shoes were still very dry.

Only on the upper of the shoe was there still some traces of the black dog blood that he had smeared on it with his own hands.

Li Zhuiyuan began to tidy up his desk. His previous confinement method was actually a bit cruel, but he didn't think he had done anything excessive. If he didn't have some special abilities, he might have been the one dancing in high heels when he moved in here on the first night.

Lu Yi will only become a campus legend, and he himself might even be reported in the newspapers: "The top-scoring prodigy in the college entrance examination is mentally ill. Beware of the dangers of forcing things to happen."

and,

Since I plan to keep her as a doorman,

Then I have the obligation to take good care of her. If she causes any trouble again after being involved in my karma, the heaven will definitely hold the calculator and count it on me.

He also hit a blind spot here. Lu Yi was just a minor obstacle anyway. As for what sins she had committed in the past and how many people she had caused to collapse, he didn't know and he didn't ask. Ignorance is not a crime.

"call……"

When the table was cleaned up, Tan Wenbin came back after washing his high heels. He wanted to wipe them with paper, but found that they were dry again.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, it looks very thirsty."

"Give her some water when you have time later."

Tan Wenbin blinked: "Uh, brother, are you kidding?"

"Really, just like watering the flowers."

"Yes." Tan Wenbin wrapped it in a black plastic bag and placed it under the balcony. He stood up and looked around. Tan Wenbin smiled and said, "Our dormitory feels very safe. It would be a shame if a thief doesn't break in in the future."

"Ah."

It is much safer than before, but still not as safe as my great-grandfather’s house.

In the past, even Uncle Qin had to work as a security guard in Grandpa's house.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the basin, and Tan Wenbin immediately followed suit, saying, "Come on, let's wash together, wash together."

After the two of them took a shower, Li Zhuiyuan lay down on the bed.

Tan Wenbin was not in a hurry to go to bed, as he had to go to the desk to memorize his lessons later. But before that, he walked to the bench, turned the bronze mirror over to face the door, and opened the access control.

After doing this, he squatted beside the wooden stool and looked at the bronze mirror carefully.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, can you make me one of these bronze mirrors? It's really beautiful."

"It wasn't my doing."

"Ah? Is this a real antique?"

"Yes, a bronze mirror with six mountain patterns."

"Wow." Tan Wenbin exclaimed, and then he switched from not knowing much about antiques to a normal person's understanding of antiques, "How much is it worth?"

"do not know."

"Um, Brother Xiaoyuan, you can roughly estimate the number."

"There is an identical copy in the National Museum."

Tan Wenbin: “…”

Tan Wenbin moved his face back, fearing that his breath would taint it.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, where did you get this bronze mirror?"

"It's a return gift from someone else."

"Oh my god, what did you give them?"

"You recite the book, I'm going to sleep."

"okay."

Li Zhuiyuan adjusted his pillow and closed his eyes.

This bronze mirror was a return gift from A-li to me, and that morning, I first gave A-li a box of small Go chess pieces with a plastic board, which came from the stationery store next to Shinan Town Primary School.

After waking up, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes and turned his head habitually again, and saw Tan Wenbin sleeping soundly on the desk.

Binbin seemed to want to prove that he was smarter than Yin Meng, so he stayed up all night last night to memorize it completely. Anyway, he could make up for it with sleep during the day.

In fact, Yin Meng is not stupid, but she is not as good as Runsheng in practicing martial arts, and she is not as good as Tan Wenbin in learning techniques and walking in the dark, so the three of them tease her as the dumbest one.

Li Zhuiyuan sat up from the bed. Every morning, he would look out the window and silently ask: When will Grandma Liu and the others move in?

He wouldn't be able to see A'li again, and he didn't know whether A'li's condition would continue to improve, but his own condition seemed to be getting worse.

Walk out of the dormitory and wash up.

Lu Yi also came over with a basin to wash.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Morning."

"Morning, Brother Prodigy."

Lu Yi hesitated to speak several times, and Li Zhuiyuan noticed it, but he did not point it out or bring up the topic.

In fact, the accident that happened to Lu Yi last night might also be due to the dead man he visited during the day. Although I taught him to accept gifts, he might still be implicated.

Not everyone who worships the general's statue will encounter bad luck, but their luck will be reduced. And Lu Yi happens to live in a dormitory building where there is an evil spirit.

When Li Zhuiyuan washed his face and was ready to leave with the basin, Lu Yi reached out and gently pulled the boy's sleeve with his fingers.

Although he is a 1.85-meter-tall man from Northeast China, at this moment he gives people the shyness and grace of a Jiangnan woman.

"That's it...that's it...Brother Shentong...is there really a ghost in our dormitory building?"

"No, I lied to you."

"Ah!" Lu Yi burst into tears instantly, "Brother Shentong, please save me, please save me!"

If Li Zhuiyuan continued to reply to him, "Yes, there is a ghost," he would feel better. This is a direct denial, just like a doctor telling you, "Go home and eat something good."

"It's okay, really."

"Brother Shentong, brother, you are my real brother."

Seeing that Lu Yi was still pestering him, Li Zhuiyuan could only say, "Go buy a pack of cigarettes, use red sausage as an offering, and place it on the balcony for three days, and everything will be fine."

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Shentong, you are so awesome, that ghost really loves to eat sausages!"

After returning to the dormitory, Li Zhuiyuan began to read, but he did not read other brain-demanding books. Instead, he started to read Wei Zhengdao's "Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu" again.

He had a vague premonition that the dead body he encountered this time must be special. Unfortunately, he had too little information about the dead body under the general statue and was unable to identify and confirm it specifically.

In the afternoon, just as Tan Wenbin woke up and got out of bed, Yin Meng came.

Tan Wenbin glanced at her and said calmly, "Have you memorized it yet? I'm waiting for you."

Yin Meng rolled her eyes at him.

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "How is Brother Runsheng?"

"Runsheng has recovered well, and he didn't ask to come along."

"Well, grab your things and let's go."

There were two large bags of things, most of which were formation flags. They were not the small flags used for setting up access control, but large flags.

The scenery of Jiangjun Mountain is very beautiful, but because it has not been developed yet, not many people come here.

Outside the General Temple, Li Zhuiyuan selected two locations and asked Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng to set up the formation respectively. The formation diagram was in their minds, and now they just had to follow suit.

By the time they finished setting up, it was already dark.

The three of them sat behind the slope in front of the General Temple, eating the water and biscuits they brought with them and adjusting their state.

"I just observed from a high place, there are no tourists in the temple, and the only staff on duty today are the master and his apprentice.

I didn't see Ran Qiuping, she might be hiding in the office, but she is secondary.

After entering, deal with the old man first and lure him out into the formation."

According to known information, the person who planned all this was Mao Zhushan. Looking at the very restrained and low-voiced conversation between him and Ran Qiuping that day, he most likely did these things without telling his master.

But Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to go and complain or to reason with his master. He would not pin his hopes on the old man cleaning out his sect. He chose the safest way, which was to get rid of the old man first.

Just then, a white car drove to the gate of the General Temple and three people got out of the car.

Tan Wenbin: "Hey, why are they here?"

The people who came were Wu Xinhui, Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya, the three eyewitnesses in the Zhao Junfeng case.

The three of them started arguing after getting off the car, and it seemed that they had different opinions about coming here.

Zhu Hongyu raised her hand and slapped Wu Xinhui. Wu Xinhui punched Zhu Hongyu in return, knocking her to the ground.

Liu Xinya, who was standing nearby, just crossed her arms and had no intention of trying to stop the fight.

Zhu Hongyu got up from the ground, screamed, rushed forward, and scratched her husband's face. The couple fought next to the car.

Yin Meng was about to ask "What should we do now?", but Tan Wenbin gave her a look, indicating that she should shut up and listen to Xiaoyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan was not in a hurry to make a decision. After all, it was just nightfall and the night was still long.

The noise at the temple gate was so loud that someone finally came out of the temple. It was Ran Qiuping.

She knelt down in front of the three men and begged for something.

The three of them stopped arguing and started to put their clothes in order.

But soon, as they communicated with each other, the emotions of the three became excited again. Wu Xinhui even reached out and grabbed Ran Qiuping's collar, asking something loudly.

Ran Qiuping just begged and shook her head desperately.

Logically speaking, Ran Qiuping should have a good relationship with these three people. After all, it was thanks to these three eyewitnesses that she helped catch the real murderer who killed her daughter Qiu Minmin.

Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan's ears trembled slightly, and he immediately said:

"Homecoming Network."

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng immediately spread out the net to cover the three people.

After a while, the sound of "click...click..." footsteps came from the front.

Sun Hongxia walked out step by step from the path diagonally below, so she did not notice the three people hiding behind her.

At first, Tan Wenbin wondered why Sun Hongxia stopped being crazy and became so quiet, but he soon discovered that the back of Sun Hongxia's neck and ankles were covered with black mud.

After Sun Hongxia walked away, a faceless woman walked out from the place behind her. Her body was covered with pits and pits, and black blood was still flowing out. She exuded a foul smell. It was Qiu Minmin.

Although there was a distance between them, her every move was exactly the same as Sun Hongxia's.

However, a thin mud wall gradually formed in front of Qiu Minmin, covering her.

Yin Meng suddenly realized that this was the reason why the other party was able to disappear quietly in the dance studio.

Therefore, in the eyes of the four people below, only Sun Hongxia came out. After she came in front of everyone, she knelt down with a "thump".

"My son is guilty, my son is guilty. I didn't teach my son well. I am also guilty, I am also guilty..."

Wu Xinhui and his two companions were now forced to kneel, one in front of and one behind, by the two old ladies.

At this time, Mao Zhushan walked out of the temple gate, said something, and then pointed inside, as if inviting everyone to come in.

Wu Xinhui and the other two seemed to be persuaded and walked into the temple. Ran Qiuping kicked the dull Sun Hongxia, then reached out and hugged Qiu Minmin, who was supposed to be invisible behind them.

Finally, everyone entered the temple.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's go in too. It looks like there will be something interesting to watch tonight."

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Big chapter tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)