Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 88

"Cough cough..."

Lin Shuyou probably wanted to sneer, as he felt that the young man in front of him was teasing him. However, due to his injury, his smile turned into a cough, and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

Runsheng picked up the Yellow River shovel and walked over, shaking the shovel head at the back of Lin Shuyou's head, imitating the action of playing golf in Hong Kong TV dramas.

As long as Xiaoyuan gave the order, he would smash the opponent's head with a shovel and then find a hole to bury him.

Li Zhuiyuan looked away and looked at Tan Wenbin: "Brother Binbin, carry him to the basement of the store first."

"okay!"

Tan Wenbin trotted over, bent down, and carefully carried Lin Shuyou on his back.

Runsheng: "Xiaoyuan, let's go to the basement to deal with the body."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Let's talk first."

Runsheng didn't understand, but nodded in obedience.

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to turn around and follow him into the store, but he paused and explained:
"Brother Runsheng, our goal is to eliminate danger, but the way to eliminate danger is not just physical destruction. As long as the goal is clear, there can be many ways."

"Oh."

Runsheng smiled foolishly and scratched his head. He was quite surprised that Xiaoyuan would go out of his way to explain to him. The Xiaoyuan in the past would never do such a time-wasting thing.

Xue Liangliang would never have dreamed that the store he gave to everyone now looks like a bandit stronghold on campus.

In particular, the store’s own basement is an ideal place for kidnapping and detention.

After Tan Wenbin carried the person into the store, he first took a lot of drinks from the shelves and then walked towards the basement.

After putting the man on Runsheng's bed, the little black dog came out of the cage, circled around the bed, and then went back to its own cage.

Tan Wenbin opened a bottle of soda and handed it to Lin Shuyou: "Come, drink something sweet."

He took it specially because he saw Xiaoyuan drink a beverage every time after he did something.

Lin Shuyou pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Don't you want to drink?"

"Ahem... there's steam."

"Oh, sorry." Tan Wenbin took a sip himself and burped. Then he opened a bottle of milk-flavored drink, inserted the straw, and handed it to Lin Shuyou's mouth. Lin Shuyou held the straw and drank it in small sips.

Sugar water is a very cost-effective "tonic".

After finishing a bottle, Tan Wenbin asked, "Do you want more?"

"no need."

"You're welcome. There's more if you want to drink."

Lin Shuyou looked at Tan Wenbin in confusion: "Are you taking care of me?"

Tan Wenbin shrugged: "I'm just repaying you for taking care of my little brother earlier."

If the White Crane Boy's shovel had gone a few centimeters forward, his little brother would have been in danger.

Tan Wenbin could see that the missing few centimeters was not due to his good luck, but because someone had deliberately stopped.

Including the later fight, Baihe Tongzi obviously did not inflict on himself the same level of attack strength as Runsheng and Yin Meng, otherwise he would not be able to continue to be so alive and well like he is now.

"It turns out that he recognized me a long time ago."

"Brother Xiaoyuan is smart, just get used to it."

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Since I brought you here, Brother Xiaoyuan must be planning to talk to you. If there is any misunderstanding...you should correct your attitude first."

"What if I don't?"

"Then when Runsheng buries you, I'll cover you with more soil."

"Ha ha……"

"You're just pretending to be your mother."

Lin Shuyou: “…”

"Yes, just keep this attitude. Now that it has come to this, don't even think about using any other tone."

"He raises ghosts..."

"Just raise it."

“This is an evil way…”

"Do you have any last wishes? I will help you fulfill them if I can."

"Tell my master for me that I am Yinchu..."

“If you change someone, how could you possibly inform your master, kill a younger one of yours, and then attract an older one?

Don't worry, Brother Xiaoyuan will definitely arrange a normal death for you, or arrange another cause of death for you and point the blame to someone else.

Even if your master and his men come looking for you, they will probably ask us for help to avenge you, and they will have to thank us."

"I have informed my master about what happened here in advance."

"You're lying." Tan Wenbin sighed. "If I really told you, you wouldn't say it now. Isn't this a reminder for us to be prepared?"

"you……"

Tan Wenbin looked down at Lin Shuyou's left calf. The area was swollen and bleeding.

"Ah You, your leg will be broken if you don't take care of it, right?"

"Um……"

"Listen to me. If I didn't want to give you a chance to live, Xiaoyuan wouldn't have let me carry you here, and he wouldn't have let me be alone with you for a while to work on your thoughts.

I guess Brother Xiaoyuan also saw that you were being lenient with my eggs."

At this time, footsteps were heard outside. Tan Wenbin left the bed, picked up the soda and started drinking.

Li Zhuiyuan pushed open the door, walked in, and sat down on the chair opposite the bed.

The boy was also holding a can of Jianlibao in his hand and drinking it. He just drank and didn't say anything.

The room fell into silence for a while.

In the end, it was Lin Shuyou who spoke first: "What do you want to ask me?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Actually, I don't have anything to ask you."

"I don't want to ask anything... Why did you bring me here?"

"I just want to observe whether you are still harmful. And take a closer look at the side effects of the spirit possession."

"Side effects? Aren't you also going to be possessed?"

"I can't. I was just pretending."

"how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. Your skill as a medium is too low. I can only send a guide boy. I know that I can fool you by pretending to be one."

Hearing this, Lin Shuyou's chest began to heave and blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Anyone who has his or her pride evaluated so lightly would be extremely angry.

What’s even more infuriating is that it seems like the other person isn’t showing off to me at all, he’s just stating it.

Every place and every faction has its own method of summoning gods, with different names and different objects of summons.

The tablets in A'li's memory were actually a kind of summoning technique used by the Qin and Liu families, and they were of a very high level. They could have protected A'li, but due to special reasons, all the spirits were gone.

However, Li Zhuiyuan realized early on that he would have difficulty in praying to the gods.

"Why do you... raise a ghost?"

"It's for guarding the door."

"Raising ghosts is against the harmony of nature and is an evil and perverse act."

"Oh, okay, I'll let her go later and let her kill a few college students."

"I...that's not what I meant."

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Tan Wenbin, then lowered his head to drink his drink.

Tan Wenbin said, "You and Lu Yi are in the same dormitory. To tell you the truth, the pair of high heels first targeted Lu Yi. If Xiaoyuan and I hadn't happened to run into him, it's hard to say what Lu Yi is like now."

After hearing this explanation, Lin Shuyou's expression softened.

Obviously, he had a very good relationship with his sophomore classmate from Northeast China who shared the same dormitory with him.

"But you... shouldn't control ghosts to do things."

Li Zhuiyuan did not answer.

Tan Wenbin continued, "Brother Xiaoyuan has made an agreement with her. Before we leave the campus, we will help her find her body and pray for her soul to rest in peace."

"But no matter what... controlling ghosts is wrong."

Lin Shuyou's voice has become very low.

"Look, you broke into our dormitory tonight, so you came in handy with these high heels. Also, we've been busy lately and haven't had the time to pray for her soul to be reborn."

Tan Wenbin deliberately changed the concept and continued:
"By the way, why were you there that night? My dad almost shot you to death."

"Your father?"

"Yeah, you don't know?"

"do not know."

"Fuck, if you knew, would you be the first one to take revenge on me?"

"I was too lazy to stay and be questioned. As a police officer, he shot me, which was justified. Why should I retaliate against you?"

"Uh..." Tan Wenbin smacked his lips, "Why are you answering so positively? I don't have any red flowers to give you."

"I heard about the case that senior Lu Yi talked about in the dormitory, so I thought about going to the crime scene tonight."

"You are so idle." Tan Wenbin glared at him unhappily.

"Your father...is a very accurate shooter."

"In fact, my dad's whip skills are even better, and his kicking skills are even better. Do you know the Tan family's thirty-six kicks?"

“I’ve heard a lot about you…”

"Oh, that was something I taught my dad myself."

Li Zhuiyuan observed Lin Shuyou's micro-expressions. Although the other party's facial makeup had not been removed, he could still tell that he was not lying.

In fact, according to Li Zhuiyuan's original style of doing things, he should have buried this guy long ago.

But the problem is, this guy firstly did not initiate a sneak attack on himself and Tan Yunlong that night; secondly, he entered his dormitory empty-handed tonight; and thirdly, during the fight, he obviously held back on Tan Wenbin.

If he hadn't set an ambush and forced him to possess himself, causing him to lose absolute control, he should have thought of capturing himself in a place like this to interrogate himself.

If we can be sure that this guy is just an honest young man, then keeping him... is better than burying him.

It is equivalent to adding another layer of justice insurance on the same floor.

Moreover, when encountering some problems in the future, he can be driven to do things on the grounds of "harming the people, eliminating evil and defending justice".

My grandfather likes this kind of stubborn mule.

But Li Zhuiyuan would never think of recruiting him into his gang because Lin Shuyou is too ethical.

He is not like Runsheng who is completely self-centered, nor does he have a flexible moral bottom line like Tan Wenbin.

As for Yin Meng, she joined the group with money because of Yin Fuhai.

In Yin Meng's mentality, it is like marrying a chicken, you follow the chicken; marrying a dog, you follow the dog.

It’s not about her marital status, but that she regards herself as the new head of the Yin family.

In short, Li Zhuiyuan didn't like having such a principled person inserted into his team.

At this moment, Lin Shuyou, who was still attracted by Tan Wenbin's nonsense, didn't know that he had already been positioned as a tool by the young man sitting opposite him.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Tan Wenbin again, and Tan Wenbin immediately changed the subject:

"By the way, where is your hometown?"

"Huzhou."

“Oh, from Zhejiang.”

Li Zhuiyuan reminded: "Fuzhou?"

Lin Shuyou: "Yes, Fuzhou."

Tan Wenbin: "Who taught you this skill?"

"My grandpa and my master..."

After being reminded of this, Lin Shuyou finally understood what to do. He looked at Li Zhuiyuan with a serious face. Although he was still panting, he still spoke as coherently as possible:
"I have three incense sticks on my head, I have built a temple on Shizhu Peak, I have set up an altar at the mouth of Longjiang River, I sit and watch the clouds and wind. May I ask which pier you are sitting at?"

Tan Wenbin: "Hey, how do you know we are corpse retrievers?"

Lin Shuyou: "I recognize the Yellow River shovel."

Li Zhuiyuan was still sitting there and replied, "Liu Family on the River."

Lin Shuyou asked in shock: "Dragon King Willow?"

"Ah."

"You are worshipping the Dragon King?"

Li Zhuiyuan thought about it. It was normal to say that he worshipped the Dragon King in the past, but it was inappropriate now that he was about to enter the sect. Because like at the last dinner party of the Ding family in Shancheng, those who were nominally subordinates of the Liu family could also say that they worshipped the Dragon King.

Li Zhuiyuan: "I am from the sect."

Regardless of his injuries, Lin Shuyou supported himself on the bed and looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Why didn't you ask earlier?"

"I... when I was a child, my grandfather told me stories about the Dragon King Liu family. My grandfather admired and respected the Liu family very much. Um, you really didn't lie to me?"

"What's the point of lying to you about someone who can be buried at any time?"

Lin Shuyou endured the severe pain, placed his hands in front of him, and began to salute.

Seeing this, Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to stand up and formally return the greeting.

"call……"

After the ceremony, Lin Shuyou lay on the bed, and for a while he was breathing in less than he was breathing out.

Tan Wenbin hurriedly helped him prop up with a quilt, then stroked his chest, and finally helped him breathe smoothly.

"I say, what are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed by blaming us? Are you trying to scam us?"

"Rituals... cannot be abolished."

Tan Wenbin suddenly felt a headache and couldn't help but steal a glance at Xiaoyuan who was standing next to him. If it wasn't inappropriate, he really wanted to persuade Xiaoyuan that he should never accept people like him. This guy was really stubborn.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Friend Lin Shuyou, has the misunderstanding between us been resolved?"

"Even if you are from the Liu family, you shouldn't control ghosts. I can at most... at most pretend that I didn't see it from now on, and it won't happen again."

Tan Wenbin wanted to give him a slap on the head, but when he thought about his current state, he was really afraid that he would die, so he could only point his finger at him and curse:
"I say, why is your face so big?"

"I have violated my principles..."

"Then do we still have to thank you?"

Li Zhuiyuan said: "Brother Binbin, send him to the infirmary."

"Well, fine. I'll say he was so engrossed in peeping into the girls' dormitory while lying on the balcony that he fell down."

"you……"

"Shut up."

Tan Wenbin picked up Lin Shuyou and took him away.

Li Zhuiyuan returned to the shop upstairs. Runsheng was sitting on a stool with his upper body naked, and Yin Meng was applying medicine on his back.

"Brother Runsheng, how are you injured?" "It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Yin Meng: "What about you?"

"I just had some minor injuries. It's okay, Brother Xiaoyuan. Go back to the dormitory and rest."

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan picked up the bag of high heels and walked out of the store.

Yin Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable just now. He cared about me, and I was a little panicked."

"Very good. It's getting late. Let's go early..." Runsheng simply responded and put on his clothes. "Let's take stock of the goods early."

……

After returning to the dormitory, Li Zhuiyuan placed her high heels on the desk and patted the shoe surfaces gently.

The girl's figure emerged, kneeling there, trembling, obviously still unable to recover from the shock given by the officer chief.

She was an evil spirit, and when the White Crane Boy shone her with his vertical pupils, she felt like she had encountered her natural enemy.

Li Zhuiyuan lit a candle, then pinched a piece of yellow paper between his fingertips, lit it and handed it to the girl.

The girl was indifferent.

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to reach out again, open her mouth and stuff the yellow paper in.

The girl's scattered consciousness finally gradually recovered.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a compass and pointed.

The girl shook her head. She couldn't live on anything other than high heels.

Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand, and the girl disappeared. Her high heels trembled slightly, indicating that she had returned.

This evil spirit is so stupid.

The last time Yu Shu entered the dormitory, and this time Lin Shuyou’s incident, forced Li Zhuiyuan to re-examine the necessity of keeping this thing guarding the house.

He didn't have the right kind of mysophobia to raise ghosts, he thought this thing was quite useful, but the effect of this pair of high heels was obviously somewhat useless.

It is obviously not cost-effective to raise a stupid and weak evil spirit like this, and it is easy to expose yourself.

But the problem is, is it so easy to subdue a powerful evil spirit? Even if you suppress it, you dare not put it in your own home.

Looking around the dormitory, Li Zhuiyuan decided that he should not be lazy anymore. He simply made a design and set up a complete formation in the entire dormitory.

As for the pair of high heels, I will find her body and help her to be liberated when I have time.

Li Zhuiyuan pinched his hand seal and reapplied the ban he had lifted earlier, then picked up his high heels and put them back under the windowsill.

His eyes noticed a round ball in the corner that was wrapped fully with talisman paper, and inside it was suppressed the evil book.

Li Zhuiyuan picked it up, walked back to the desk, placed the new canvas that A'li had made for him next to it, then reached out to take off the talisman paper, untied the exorcism whip tied to it, and finally opened the thin layer of old canvas.

If Li Zhuiyuan hadn't been busy for two consecutive nights, he would have watched it long ago. Now it was not long before dawn and he was too lazy to go to bed. Mainly, he was really impatient.

However, although the book still has a white cover and a black background, it is obviously wrinkled, like the wrinkles on the face of a centenarian, exuding a new sense of vicissitudes of time.

It looks like it was made to look old using a rough method.

I reached out and touched the thin old book cover, and I could still feel a warmth.

This means that the effect of the canvas has always been there, and the evil book is still resisting, even if it is very weak.

For the first time, Li Zhuiyuan expressed his admiration for the tenacious vitality of a book.

I turned to the first page, it was blank. The second page was blank again. I turned the pages one after another, and they were all blank.

Blank is just an "adjective of content". In fact, every piece of paper is very dry, yellow and rough. Compared with it, the straw paper stored in rural toilets can be described as smooth.

Now, we encounter an embarrassing problem.

If you want to avoid being affected by the other party and reduce the risk factor to a minimum, you have to suppress it with canvas, but when its risk factor is reduced, its activity is also reduced.

This book is really hard to please.

Li Zhuiyuan was somewhat helpless and could only continue to suppress it and then try to find a way to have the best of both worlds.

But just as he reached out to close the book, crooked words appeared on the blank page in front of him.

Very weak and powerless, like an old man on the verge of death, holding the brush, making his last struggle.

This book is fighting for its own value.

The crooked line of words reads:
"The Twelve Decrees of Fengdu."

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized that he had just used the Yin family's Twelve Methods to re-seal the high heels. There should still be some faint aura of the methods left in the dormitory.

The book noticed it, and then presented it to itself as if it were a treasure.

I have always felt that the name of the Yin family's unique skills was wrong. It turns out that it should have been called "The Twelve Decrees of Fengdu".

This name is very fitting, but it is no wonder that it was changed by later generations, because when the family does not have that strength, it will be less pretentious.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but start to think deeply. He realized that the version he deduced was from the ancestors of the Yin family, and might not be the version created by Yin Changsheng himself.

In the name of the law, combined with the special environment of Fengdu Ghost City, what kind of atmosphere would that be?

This proves that "The Twelve Methods of the Yin Family" still has great potential and can be ruminated on again.

This information is extremely valuable, it is equivalent to "giving" yourself a new secret book.

Li Zhuiyuan asked the book, "Who are you?"

The crooked words appeared on the page again:
"Evil book."

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes sank. It was definitely not called this name, but it was deliberately trying to please him.

It is in a weak period now, but it is like a hibernating poisonous snake, ready to turn the tables and bite you at any time.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the brush from the pen holder. He was too lazy to grind ink, so he just used ink directly.

After dipping the pen, pick it up and write a paragraph on the blank page.

After Li Zhuiyuan stopped writing, the text was absorbed and reappeared:

"Liu's Qi-Viewing Technique."

"You really are an encyclopedia."

But the biggest problem with this book is that if you really dare to treat it as an encyclopedia, it will set traps for you after gaining your trust.

Li Zhuiyuan had long suspected that the method of refining Yin-Yang and Life and Death obtained by the Mao family father and son was wrong.

"what do you want?"

A line of crooked words appeared on the page again:
“Good birds choose trees to roost in.”

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, then closed the book, wrapped it with new canvas, tied it up with an exorcism whip, and finally covered it with talisman paper.

The whole process was completed in one go without any regrets.

A book actually dares to play tricks on me.

But it is not useless. If you find any fragments of ancient books in the future, you can use it to deduce, but the prerequisite is that you can carefully distinguish them yourself.

After I tidied up my desk, it was already dawn.

Tan Wenbin hasn't come back yet, he must still be staying by the bed.

Li Zhuiyuan put "Liu's Qi-Watching Secrets" into his schoolbag, put it on his back and walked out of the dormitory.

At the stairs, I happened to see Lu Yi, who was also carrying a schoolbag, eating two steamed buns in his left hand and a large cup of water he had just filled from the water room in his right hand.

"Hey, Brother Prodigy, here you go."

Lu Yi enthusiastically gave out his steamed buns.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I'm going out to eat something delicious."

"Oh, so, then I can't use up my stomach in vain." Lu Yi took his hand back, took another bite, blew on the rim of the cup, and took a sip carefully, "Brother Shentong, I got up so early this morning because the tutor I work for is far away. Why did you get up so early?"

"Tutoring."

……

Li Zhuiyuan came earlier than usual today. Aunt Liu had not prepared breakfast yet. Liu Yumei was sitting in the living room, helping A'li comb her hair.

Normally, a girl's makeup is a private matter, but Liu Yumei did not avoid the boy, but spoke:

"If you want to see it, look closer."

Li Zhuiyuan came closer.

A'li sat there very dignifiedly, looking at Li Zhuiyuan in front of her, and the boy also looked at her.

The girl stretched out her hand and pointed in front of her face. Li Zhuiyuan understood and started playing chess with her.

Liu Yumei had a smile on her face. This was the first time she participated closely in her granddaughter's game. She could feel A'li's joy at that moment.

Taking another look at the "game" they were playing, I couldn't help but sigh:

Other girls are easily deceived when they are young and ignorant and have not seen the world, but my own A'li is the opposite.

Just this kind of game alone, even if Ari grows up, it will be difficult for her to find someone to play with her.

This young man is probably the same.

The old lady has never liked the idea of ​​childhood sweethearts because she herself is not one of them, but now, she has to face it again.

If you eat delicious food and see the best scenery too early, everything you eat and see in the future will become boring.

Combed.

Liu Yumei picked up the accessories and helped A'li hang them up.

Then he withdrew his hand and leaned back slightly, admiring his granddaughter, who was also his own work of art.

She felt sorry for the child's illness, but she never felt any resentment or dissatisfaction about having such a granddaughter, because A'li had already given her great happiness and satisfaction.

"It's breakfast."

Everyone took their seats and the breakfast was still exquisite and rich.

Liu Yumei put down her chopsticks early, picked up a handkerchief and wiped her mouth while saying, "Xiaoyuan, come to the study after you finish eating."

"Okay, grandma."

A'li looked up and glanced at Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei's old face turned slightly red. She stood up and walked into the study.

After Li Zhuiyuan finished eating, he first sent A'li upstairs, and then went downstairs to the study.

This time, Liu Yumei did not sit upright like a strict teacher waiting for her students, but lay on the couch on her side, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down, opened his schoolbag and took out the book.

At this time, he found three objects on the coffee table.

On the far left was a piece of paper with illegible handwriting like ghost paintings, but Li Zhuiyuan recognized it immediately. It was the opening sentence of the first volume of the "Book Thief" version of "Liu's Qi-Watching Secrets" that he had read.

The old lady is worthy of being an old lady, she has also figured out this method of carrying.

Yes, for her, it may just be a matter of a thin layer of window paper. Once she figures it out, she will point it out.

In the middle, there is a blank paper and a brush.

On the right side, there is a copy of "Qin's Method of Observing Dragons", just like the "Liu's Art of Seeing Qi" that was placed casually before.

Li Zhuiyuan began to understand what the old lady meant.

"Xiaoyuan, I am no longer as old as the young. I need to digest my food first. If you don't understand something, please write it down first."

"Okay, grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and wrote the second volume of the dog-crawling style.

As he wrote, he said, "Grandma, Runsheng is in good health, it would be a pity if he didn't practice some Kung Fu."

"Your Uncle Qin will be back the day after tomorrow, let him teach."

"Grandma, there is a volume in the Wangqi Jue that I don't quite understand. It seems to talk about qi, but also about physical form, color and taste. What exactly does it mean?"

"The human body is a self-contained cycle. Each person's body is a unique system. This is the medical method, also known as the poison method."

"Yin Meng is suitable for learning this."

Medical skills are useful. It is not convenient to send people to the infirmary every time, and there are many special injuries that modern medicine cannot treat.

As for the poison method, it is really suitable for Yin Meng. She definitely has a talent for it. She only needs to cook normally to achieve the poisoning effect.

"Just let your Aunt Liu teach her."

"Grandma, what does Tan Wenbin have to teach?"

This was a sincere question from Li Zhuiyuan. He hoped that Liu Yumei could give advice from the perspective of experience as a senior.

"He can learn whatever he wants to learn. There must always be someone on the bow of your boat to cheer him up. He can make your grandfather happy. That's his ability.

Although your great-grandfather smiles all the time, he is quite picky when it comes to people.

Besides, you are actually more discerning than your grandfather."

"Hey?"

"Don't get the wrong idea. He's not a concierge. No matter if I'm willing to urge you or not, with your ambition, you'll definitely go to Jiang in the future.

Since you are sailing on the river, you naturally need someone to lead the boat and take care of all the monsters on and under the river for you.

The Dragon King would not move easily, so wherever he went would be a reflection of the Dragon King's will.

Tell him to come and sit with me when he is free, and I will tell him about the past. Anyway, you are too lazy to listen to my nagging. "

"Thank you grandma."

"However, there is one more thing to add. After you become a disciple, they must pay homage to you. This way, they can learn the things of the Qin and Liu families. When they go out in the future, they can also say that they are worshipping the Dragon King of the Qin and Liu families."

"Bow..."

"In the past, the rules were strict. Worshiping the Dragon King was equivalent to selling one's body and getting a contract. Those who dared to disobey would be chained and thrown into the river. I don't know if other families talk about this now, but I think it's all outdated.

Just treat this ceremony as a sworn brotherhood ceremony, it’s just a formality.”

"Okay, Grandma. Volume 2 is ready."

"That's all I'll write for now. I'll show it to you when I'm free."

"Thank you for your hard work, grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan knew clearly what Liu Yumei was going to do. She had to translate the artistic conception into popular words for the sake of inheritance. Then after he returned, he might as well finish writing the rest of the volumes.

Putting down the brush, Li Zhuiyuan naturally picked up "Qin's Method of Watching Dragons" and put it into his schoolbag.

A smile appeared on Liu Yumei's lips.

"Grandma, I'm going upstairs to look for A-Li."

"Go."

Li Zhuiyuan left the study.

It wasn't actually a transaction before. Liu Yumei had promised me that she would agree to any request I made. But even if it's a biological child asking their parents to buy a toy, you have to have an attitude and strategy. For some things, agreeing to something and taking the initiative to help you make it happen are two different concepts.

The old lady is actually quite easy to please, she just likes to look good.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Tan Wenbin got a leave note from the infirmary and went to ask for leave from the instructor. He was also specially approved to accompany the patient. Tan Wenbin was happy to have some free time. He took a professional book from the dormitory and ran back to the infirmary.

Lin Shuyou was on an IV drip and was sleeping, and Tan Wenbin was sitting beside the bed reading a book.

At this time, two girls carrying drawing boards walked past the ward window, talking and laughing.

One of the girls was wearing a white dress and the other was wearing a blue dress, and they were both very tall.

Tan Wenbin briefly turned his attention away from the book and looked at them: These are the literary and artistic seniors in college.

After they walked past the ward, Tan Wenbin lowered his head, finished feasting his eyes, and continued reading.

Then, he seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at the bed beside him, and found that Lin Shuyou, who was originally sleeping, now had his eyes open.

"You kid, you're so badly injured and still have the mind to look at beautiful women, hurry up and heal your wounds and chase her yourself..."

Tan Wenbin was stuck in the middle of his words because he was shocked to find that
Lin Shuyou’s eyes are now... vertical!
(End of this chapter)