Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 182

"Breakfast!"

Chenxi of Grandpa's house was called out by Aunt Liu.

Li Sanjiang picked up the bowl and ate a few mouthfuls of porridge with some pickled vegetables. He glanced at Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Lin Shuyou and others and nodded silently.

The mules that had been away from home for the past few days have all returned to the pen today.

I counted them and found that not a single one was lost.

After dinner, as per custom, Xiao Yuanhou should accompany me for a walk to help digest the food.

However, Li Sanjiang took the initiative to select Runsheng today and said:

"Marquis Runsheng, come, take me to Si'an Town."

Runsheng was stunned for a moment. He had originally planned to go back to his hometown in Xiting today to buy some rice, flour, grain and oil for his grandfather.

After all, it has been so long since the last wave, and it stands to reason that it is almost time for the next wave of river water.

I have to settle my grandfather down before I go out, otherwise he might really starve to death.

In the past, my grandfather was still young and strong enough to withstand going hungry. But now that he is old, he can’t stand being hungry at all.

But since Uncle Li had spoken, Runsheng nodded and went to push the tricycle out.

Tan Wenbin put his hands on his waist, yawned, and said to Runsheng, "I'll go there for you."

"Yeah." Runsheng responded and rode his tricycle to take Uncle Li down the dam.

A while ago, Li Sanjiang had planned to go to Shigang Town to draw a lottery, but because of the Wu family's affairs, he was delayed for several days and failed to make it.

This lottery-drawing team often moves to another place after each try. After all, the short-term consumption capacity of an area is limited, and two or three days of lucky draws are enough, so they have to move to another place to eat.

Now, I have just moved to Si'an Town, which is neither far nor close to Siyuan Village.

Li Sanjiang was embarrassed to let the young people know that he was going to win a prize, fearing that he would set a bad example. After much thought, he decided that Run Shenghou was the most suitable person to go with him.

After Si'an, he asked Runsheng to smoke cigarettes and wait at a distance while he went to secretly buy a lottery ticket and came back after receiving the prize.

Yes, Li Sanjiang had another dream last night. He dreamed that he won the lottery again. He didn’t know how many times he had such a dream in recent days.

Now, no matter what else, even if it’s just for the purpose of dream interpretation, I must draw one.

Tan Wenbin lit a cigarette and said, "Then I'll go to Xiting."

Yin Meng: "I'll go with you."

"I can do it by myself. It's just buying some food and drinks."

"I have experience. If you buy too much, he can sell it to the poker table, which will make him starve to death."

"Okay, let's go together."

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng went to Xiting together.

Early in the morning, Uncle Shan was sitting in the yard, drinking his morning wine.

There were no decent side dishes, just a plate of pickled radish, a dish of vinegar, a dish of soy sauce, and two small pebbles that had been sucked smooth.

The wine we drink is also the cooking wine in the kitchen.

There’s no way, these are the only seasonings Uncle Shan has right now.

"Hey, Uncle Shan, are you drinking?"

Tan Wenbin entered the yard so quickly that Uncle Shan didn't have time to prepare his own snacks.

The old man looked a little embarrassed. He felt ashamed to let the younger generation see his embarrassment.

"Meng Meng, find me a clean little stone, I want to have a drink with Uncle Shan."

"You little brat." Uncle Shan glared at Tan Wenbin unhappily and asked, "Where's Runsheng?"

"Runsheng has something to do and can't come today. I am here to replace Runsheng."

Tan Wenbin said as he took out some money from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Shan: "This is what Runsheng asked me to give you."

"Hey, good."

Uncle Shan took the money, and he was like a soldier who had been trapped in the position for a long time and finally received supplies, and he regained his high morale.

"Well, Bin Hou, you guys stay at home now and have lunch at noon. I'll go buy some food for you."

"Okay, Uncle Shan, go quickly."

Of course, Tan Wenbin knew what Uncle Shan was in a hurry to do, so he didn't stop him.

After Uncle Shan ran out of the yard happily, Yin Meng looked at Tan Wenbin and said helplessly, "You shouldn't have given him the money directly."

"As long as the old man is happy, by the way, go buy some rice, flour, grain and oil."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Go watch my uncle Shan kill people everywhere."

After Tan Wenbin finished speaking, he ran out of the yard, caught up with Uncle Shan, and went to Dutun with him.

Yin Meng went out to buy rice, flour, grain and oil. This is also a technical job and the quantity must be calculated.

When Yin Meng finished buying things and put them away, Uncle Shan came back dejectedly.

Yin Meng was a little surprised: Losing so quickly?
Behind Uncle Shan, Tan Wenbin had a smile on his face.

Yin Meng said: "Uncle Shan, everything is ready."

Uncle Shan smiled at Yin Meng with some difficulty, then hid in the house embarrassedly.

Yin Meng walked up to Tan Wenbin and asked, "Did you lose everything?"

Tan Wenbin: "Well, I lost everything."

Yin Meng: "I knew he kept losing, but I didn't expect his efficiency to be so high."

Tan Wenbin: "He doesn't play blindly, he throws away small cards, and he doesn't steal chickens. Every time he gets a big card, he will be raped."

"Rape?"

"It's just that someone at the table happens to get a card that's just a little bit bigger than his. It's really weird."

“You should stop gambling.”

"I can't quit. It's good to play cards and lose money. But if one day Mr. Shan suddenly shouted happily that he won money, that would be really scary."

"What do you mean?"

“It’s hard to explain.”

Tan Wenbin has been with Brother Yuanzi for a long time and has never stopped reading and studying. Through the influence of Brother Yuanzi, he has also learned some things about fate and feng shui.

That's definitely not good enough in front of Brother Yuanzi, but if you go out into society and cheat those nouveau riche local bosses, it's more than enough.

Putting aside other things, looking back now, just having a name called Runsheng on the family’s household registration book and the fact that Uncle Shan can still live in good health is really not easy.

"Since you know you're going to lose the money, why give it to him? You might as well use it to buy him and Runsheng some more clothes."

Tan Wenbin took out a wad of money from his pocket and handed it to Yin Meng: "Here, go buy some clothes for Runsheng."

"How much cash did you take with you today?"

"It was given to Uncle Shan before. He and I were at the same gambling table, and I won almost all the money he lost."

……

On the second floor terrace, Li Zhuiyuan was reading a book, and A'li was sitting beside him to keep him company.

The young man felt that he had been too prejudiced against these health books in the past, but after reading them carefully, he was able to discover the mysteries in them.

Although the concepts advocated by serious health books have different methods, in general, they all treat the human body as a large circulation to be regulated.

In other words, the human body itself is regarded as a feng shui or a formation.

This is similar to the Qin family's body-refining technique of Guan Jiao Fa. The sixteen air gates on Run Sheng's body are sixteen Feng Shui energy points.

Li Zhuiyuan closed the book and began to ponder.

He was in the habit of thoroughly understanding whatever book he read, and he was also used to deducing other skills.

The same goes for this health book.

But one problem still cannot be avoided: physical development.

Whether it is health preservation, body training or martial arts, it is a kind of re-development of the human body.

Therefore, any redevelopment before adulthood, that is, before the body is fully developed, would be killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Liu Yumei and Uncle Qin had already made this clear. Even the young members of the Qin and Liu families in the past were constantly honing their basics during their teenage years and would not do stupid things like overdrawing their knowledge prematurely.

Even Li Zhuiyuan could not break the impasse because he was still a "human" after all.

No matter how mature you are mentally and how much you surpass your peers, your body still needs time to grow up slowly.

But it’s not a complete loss, in fact the benefits are huge.

By integrating the essence and tips of each book, young people can tailor a physical conditioning plan for themselves.

He doesn't need a panacea, he doesn't need rare treasures, he doesn't even need a medicinal bath, because he can change the feng shui pattern he is in with a wave of his hand, and at most design a suitable formation for himself while breathing every day.

In this way, he can regulate his own qi and blood and pull the meridians.

Let yourself move step by step towards becoming a martial arts genius.

He knows his own body best, and he is in the teenage development period, which is the golden period for adjustment and shaping.

Those big families often have experienced elders to train and guide the young clan members. Li Zhuiyuan trains and guides himself, and in terms of efficiency and effectiveness, he is many times higher than the former.

He is an alien.

Because those who have his ability are generally very old, not to mention they are in old age, many of them have even become half-human, half-ghost state. Even if they have a lot of ideas and thoughts in their heads, they cannot go back to their youth to put them into practice.

After realizing this, Li Zhuiyuan even had some understanding of the Way of Heaven.

The boy reached out and gently patted his forehead.

Do I understand what it does?
In order to empathize with the laws of nature, it is better to choose an undeveloped auspicious spot for yourself as soon as possible.

At this time, a familiar figure came here pushing a wooden wheelbarrow. It was Wu Yougen, the second remaining son of the old Wu family.

He should have come to see the grandfather, but the grandfather is not at home now, and Binbin is not at home either, so Li Zhuiyuan can only go downstairs to greet them.

Wu Yougen came to give money.

He and his elder brother didn't have much money at the time, and a lot of the money for the funeral was in arrears.

Now that the family has split up and the property has been clearly divided, it's time to pay the debt.

Perhaps because they were used to the intrigues and stinginess of their relatives around them, he and his sister-in-law were extremely grateful to Li Sanjiang, who was willing to lend a helping hand at a special moment.

The fees for Li Sanjiang's several days of fasting, the funeral benches, bowls and plates, paper figures, etc. were all bought on credit from Li Sanjiang. If it weren't for Li Sanjiang's help, the funeral would probably not have been able to take place.

Wu Yougen took a piece of paper and calculated the expenses one by one, and handed the money to Li Zhuiyuan one by one.

After the money was paid, Wu Yougen took out the gifts he had brought from the wooden cart. The cigarettes and alcohol were all bought from the store. In the countryside, they were considered mid-range and above, not something that the villagers could consume on a daily basis.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You don't need these anymore, just return them."

The young man knew that they had just separated and had used the money from the separation to buy the two tiled houses from the wives of the third and fourth sons. In fact, they did not have much money left.

Most of it is spent on houses, and rural residential land is not easy to buy and sell, so it can be considered as "real estate" in the true sense.

Wu Yougen shook his head vigorously: "There is money. From now on, my sister-in-law and I will spend the money I earn. We have money."

In the past, Wu Yougen had parents and an older brother, and he would do whatever he was told to do every day, either following his older brother to do odd jobs or going to farm. As long as he had food to eat and clothes to wear, he didn't care about anything else.

In fact, he was a good farmer and also did a good job as a bricklayer. If all his earnings and profits had not been handed over to the government to support his two younger brothers' families, he could at least have lived a comfortable life in the village.

I had never been exposed to this before, but now that I realize that what I earn can fall into my own hands, I realize that life can be so comfortable.

"My great grandfather is not at home, but even if he were at home, he would definitely not let me take these things. He is not helping you for these things."

Wu Yougen looked embarrassed and said, "But my sister-in-law told me that these must be delivered."

Li Zhuiyuan suggested: "Send it in batches. During festivals and holidays, when relatives visit each other, give a little each time, and Grandpa will feel embarrassed to refuse it."

"it is good."

Wu Yougen thought this idea was very good and agreed to it immediately. Then he unloaded a square table from the wooden wheelbarrow.

"This is for Uncle Li. It was agreed upon. He likes it."

Li Zhuiyuan remembers this table.

When my grandfather was holding a vegetarian feast for the Wu family, he would sit behind this table and recite sutras.

I guess the grandfather felt that the height of the table was just right for him. He leaned his elbows on the table and supported his face with his palms, which was just right for taking a nap.

While having vegetarian meal, the grandfather mentioned this matter with a smile, and Wu Yougen and his sister-in-law took note of it.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the table. The table was quite old. He estimated that it should be from the Qing Dynasty. It had been painted several times and the legs had been repaired several times.

Not all old objects are antiques. Excluding those with special historical stories, most antiques were used by the nobles of that era. Objects used by common people are not valuable no matter how long they are stored.

"I'll take the table then."

"Okay, I'll put it in for you?"

"No, just put it on the dam first."

"it is good."

After the money was paid and the table was given, Wu Yougen still did not intend to leave. Instead, he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Anything else?"

"Yes, I wanted to ask Mr. Li to tell my fortune."

Wu Yougen took out another piece of paper from his pocket, opened it, and found two bills inside.

This was something I had thought about before coming here, and I even prepared the money for fortune-telling.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out to take the money and paper, on which were written the birth dates of two people.

"You and your sister-in-law?"

"Correct."

"Is it appropriate?"

"We must merge." Wu Yougen said firmly.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, understanding what he meant. He was going to forge the information.

Wu Yougen continued: "I asked my sister-in-law, but she was unwilling. She said she didn't want to be a burden to me and was afraid of delaying me."

The blind date market has always been very realistic. Everyone here will be marked with a corresponding price tag, which is sometimes more accurate than that of a farmers' market.

Wu Yougen is not young anymore, but he is in good health, honest, skilled, and all his family members have died, so he has no parents-in-law to take care of him.

With these conditions, it is impossible to find a virgin, but a pretty widow or a divorced woman with children is really popular.

As soon as the funeral was over, the matchmaker came to ask Wu Yougen what he thought.

But Wu Yougen only has his sister-in-law in his heart.

On the day the funeral ended, he listened to the villagers' instigation.

He had no bad intentions towards his sister-in-law before, and he still doesn't have any now, but he doesn't want to see her alone and helpless.

Now that the family has finally settled down to peace and quiet, he is afraid that if he marries another wife to live in the house, he will return to his previous life of intrigue and scheming.

He spoke to his sister-in-law very bluntly, but she refused.

Calculating the horoscope was a simple matter for Li Zhuiyuan, as the horoscopes of these two people did not conflict with each other.

As for the horoscopes being compatible, the probability is extremely small. There will be no problem as long as there is no conflict. Life is lived by people, not by horoscopes.

"Then go back and tell him that my grandfather has calculated that we are a good match. I will tell him about this."

"thanks, thanks."

Wu Yougen pushed the wooden cart away contentedly.

Liu Yumei, who had been sitting on the dam drinking tea, heard the entire conversation.

She was a little surprised. When did this child suddenly become so patient? And recently he was always helping people deal with matters between couples.

In the past, this was something that people would never dare to think about. When Liu Yumei met Li Zhuiyuan for the first time, she knew that this child was a precocious child. However, the more precocious a person is, the less emotional they are.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out a hand, lifted the square table and moved it into the house.

Uncle Qin happened to come back carrying a hoe at this time and saw this scene.

People who practice martial arts are more sensitive to strength, and he couldn't help but look at Liu Yumei.

After hesitating for a long time, he walked over and asked in a low voice: "Madam, have you taught Xiaoyuan martial arts?"

Liu Yumei put down her teacup, picked up a piece of cake, put it in her mouth and took a bite: "I don't have any."

"Then Xiaoyuan..."

"Xiaoyuan used to practice the breathing and basic skills you taught him every day. A few days ago, he started to do a set of free boxing he created in the morning to activate his muscles and bones and regulate his qi and blood."

"But this strength..."

Liu Yumei said indifferently: "Ali, there are differences between people."

Uncle Qin: "..."

Liu Yumei smiled, and somehow she felt a little happy.

The old lady stood up and stopped drinking her tea. A new batch of tablets had just been added to the east room, and she wanted to go and chat with them again, while all the ancestors were still present.

Uncle Qin walked into the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of herbal tea.

Aunt Liu was cracking melon seeds. She glanced at Uncle Qin and said, "You've also learned to flatter."

"what?"

"Forget it, you haven't learned this yet." Aunt Liu sighed, "I'm just overthinking it."

"What's the meaning."

"If you have nothing to do, just go to the mistress and mention Xiaoyuan more often. Take the initiative to compare yourself with Xiaoyuan. You are used to it anyway. Why not use this to make the mistress happy?"

"I understand. I will. Madam is becoming more and more fond of Xiao Yuan now."

"As long as they are healthy, everyone will like a child like Xiaoyuan."

Aunt Liu took the medicine from the stove and carried it to the east room.

In the east room, the voice of Liu Yumei chatting with the tablet could be heard:
"The more I look at Xiaoyuan, the more I like him."

Aunt Liu deliberately pinched her throat and said, "Oh my, when you are looking for a son-in-law, you can only choose an honest man, not a stranger, otherwise your family fortune will go to him for nothing."

Liu Yumei turned her head and looked at Aunt Liu with a stern face. Then, she broke her composure and said with a smile:
"My skin is itchy again, slap my mouth."

Aunt Liu put down the medicine and said, "Drink it first. I'll slap you on the mouth to make it less bitter."

Liu Yumei picked up the bowl, drank the medicine while looking at the new tablet on top, and asked, "Are the paints all the same color?"

“Yes, but the material is different.”

"Have you told A-li? I need to explain to A-li what materials these ancestors are made of."

"That's not necessary. Ah Li is more proficient in this area than us."

"I'm also confused. I taught her music, chess, calligraphy, and painting when she was young, but I'm not proficient in forging weapons, and neither are you. So who taught her?"

"Xiaoyuan reads a lot, and A-Li is also reading beside him, so he should have read some of it."

In Jianghu Zhiguai Lu, Wei Zhengdao introduced a lot of talisman papers and tools. Although it is impossible to be extremely detailed and many of them are just brief introductions, for smart people, having a picture or a sentence of introduction is equivalent to pointing out the direction and solving the biggest problem.

Liu Yumei drank half a bowl of medicine in one breath and said with emotion:
"If Ah Li hadn't lost the protection of his ancestors and suffered such a thing, he would still be an extremely smart child. Xiao Yuan is no exception. What do you think will happen to their children when they grow up, get married, and have children?"

Aunt Liu hesitated to speak. Liu Yumei suddenly sighed again: "But, they don't seem to like children at all."

Aunt Liu comforted her, "After all, it's not yours."

"That makes sense." Liu Yumei smiled again and drank the rest of the medicine. Then she picked up the candy that she was supposed to drink with the medicine and handed it to Aunt Liu. "You're really sweet. I'll give it to you as a reward."

Aunt Liu took it, sipped the candy, and said, "So, you have to take good care of yourself. What if they really don't like the child, and don't like it after they have it? You will have to help take care of it."

"That's right, another bowl."

……

Lin Shuyou was originally at Big Beard's house, wanting to ask Xiong Shan to introduce him to other uses of the Chenzhou Talisman.

But after the last experience of giving him appendicitis, Xiong Shan didn't dare to take the initiative to help him figure this out.

In short, no matter how hard Lin Shuyou coaxed and persuaded, Xiong Shan remained unmoved.

In the end, Lin Shuyou had no choice but to help Xiao Yingying and Lihua make paper-made items at Big Beard's house for a while, and then returned.

Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and the others were not there, and Lin Shuyou felt a little bored, so he sat down at the square table.

After all, it is an old table that has been repaired, just like an elderly person. Sometimes it can live for a long time, but sometimes the slightest disturbance can make it fall apart.

As soon as Lin Shuyou sat down, he heard a "click" sound from under him.

"boom!"

The table was broken down by Lin Shuyou's sitting.

Li Zhuiyuan was walking downstairs with a pager in his hand.

He had just received a pager from Xue Liangliang and was about to go to Aunt Zhang's store to answer the call.

"Brother Xiaoyuan..."

Lin Shuyou stood up somewhat awkwardly and said:

"I'll fix it."

"It's okay if it can't be repaired. Just chop it up and send it to the kitchen to use as firewood."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't take it seriously, it was just a broken table.

The boy left home, walked to Aunt Zhang's store, and called Xue Liangliang back.

The call was quickly answered:
"Xiaoyuan, are you still in Nantong?"

When he read the word "Nantong", Brother Liangliang's tone was full of affection.

"Ah."

"I thought you guys were already out."

"I thought you were calling me to tell me where to go out."

Calculating the time, it’s almost time for the next wave.

When he received the pager, he was still wondering if it was Brother Liangliang who came to provide clues again.

"How can I go out? The selection has just started and I have a headache."

College students nowadays are very valuable and have high comprehensive qualities and abilities. But even so, after Xue Liangliang, Li Zhuiyuan and their group stayed for a long time, they felt that the people they were selecting were a bit boring.

“Shouldn’t you assign them internships in advance?”

"It's still early. It'll take a few months."

"Oh."

It seems that this time it is not Brother Liangliang who provides clues to me.

Xue Liangliang just called to chat.

For someone who is used to traveling all over the world and being busy, returning to campus to take charge of work is like a monkey being put back into a cage.

Li Zhuiyuan chatted with him for a while, waiting for him to reveal his true intentions.

After a long period of preparation, the ultimate goal finally came out.

"Xiaoyuan."

"Ah."

"Ask Binbin to buy me some clothes for the changing seasons and send them over for me."

"it is good."

"Thank Binbin for me, please."

"it is good."

Xue Liangliang mentioned Tan Wenbin twice in a row, which meant that he didn't want Li Zhuiyuan to leave.

Liangliang knew clearly that his girlfriend was very afraid of Xiaoyuan.

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhuiyuan walked home.

As soon as I got to the dam, I saw Lin Shuyou walking towards me with half a table leg.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, there is a layer in the legs of this table."

Lin Shuyou originally wanted to try to repair the table, but it was so badly damaged that repairing it would take more time and effort than making two new tables.

He simply followed Xiaoyuan's instructions and chopped up the table to use as firewood.

When they chopped down the table leg, they found a small hollow inside, stuffed with a piece of yellow silk cloth, and a piece of missing jade wrapped inside.

Li Zhuiyuan took the silk cloth, spread it out, and wrote five words on it:

【Treasures of the Wooden Palace】

There were only these five words on the entire silk cloth. Li Zhuiyuan checked it carefully and found no interlayer, no special traces or pigments used, so there was no need to try to wet it with water or bake it with fire.

According to the proportion, this missing jade should be one third of the original jade.

Moreover, there are special carvings on it, so it should not have been broken accidentally. It seems more like an instrument specially made for use as a guide for divination.

Lin Shuyou: "Prince Mu's Mansion?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Well, go on."

Sometimes partners can indeed provide some novel ideas.

Lin Shuyou: "The Prince Mu's Mansion in Yunnan?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes.”

Lin Shuyou: "The treasure of the anti-Qing and restoration of the Ming Dynasty, the Tiandihui?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "The Deer and the Cauldron?"

Lin Shuyou: “Yes, that’s it.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "That Mu Palace has three drops of water, but the wood here doesn't."

Lin Shuyou: “Ah?”

Li Zhuiyuan: "But he is also from Yunnan, probably the hereditary chieftain of Lijiang."

The boy began to think, could this be considered a clue?
But if it is a clue, the distance is a bit far, Yunnan.

Moreover, the way the clue was given was really direct. It was actually hidden in this table leg.

Li Zhuiyuan had a vague suspicion that this could be considered as a "help from Heaven" after the "just separation" between him and Wei Zhengdao.
"If that's the case, then you shouldn't just give one clue. At least, you should give three."

When Lin Shuyou heard this, he hurriedly said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'll go and chop off the other three table legs and see how they go!"

"okay."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, took the silk cloth and broken jade and went upstairs.

If A'li wasn't sitting on the rattan chair on the terrace, she must be painting in her room.

I pushed open the door and walked into the room, and sure enough, I saw A'li standing in front of the drawing table, painting with a pen in hand.

Seeing the boy coming in, the girl smiled at him.

Li Zhuiyuan walked over, took a look at the painting, and then noticed that the artistic conception of the girl's latest strokes was a bit abrupt.

Ink painting emphasizes the unity of artistic conception. It does not mean that one cannot pause while painting, but that the painter must maintain the same mood every time he picks up the brush.

This kind of creative problem should not occur to A'li unless her mood is affected in some way.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't say anything, but just put his hands on the drawing table and continued to appreciate the painting.

He once told the girl that if anything happened, she must tell herself, no matter if it was dangerous or not.

Between them, the more dangerous things are, the more interesting they are.

The boy didn't like the dilemma of "I know there is danger so I can't tell you".

We should worry about what we should worry about, cherish what we should cherish, and do what we should do.

The girl stretched out a finger, placed it on the back of the boy's palm, and touched it gently.

The boy turned his head and looked at her.

The girl opened her palms to the boy, her eyes shining.

"Something coming?"

The girl nodded.

Ever since the incident with the dream ghost, the creatures in A-li's dreams have been as well-behaved as possible, retreating so far that Li Zhuiyuan couldn't catch them.

Li Zhuiyuan also knew that these things that were not presentable would eventually become a thing of the past.

Now, something is making a comeback.

It is no longer the same thing as before. If it were still the same things as before, A'li would have been used to it long ago and it would not disturb his mood when painting.

So, this time, it’s a big one.

He disdains to join those minions in clamoring against a little girl, but since he has a historical feud with the Qin and Liu families, he will still choose to take revenge when the time is right.

In comparison, it can be considered upright, but at the same time... it is also more dangerous.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand, clasped the girl's fingers tightly, and closed his eyes.

The familiar bungalow, the familiar altar, the familiar cracked tablet.

But this time, the color of the cracks on these tablets changed, and there were all kinds of colors including red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, and purple.

Because in reality, the tablets in the east room had been re-customized, and the girl had already figured out their materials, so she also "restored the materials to their original places" for the ancestors in her own mind.

However, even if there is a change in color, it still has no spirit.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head. There was a long shadow under his feet.

This is not his shadow he is not that tall.

At this moment, there was something standing outside the threshold.

Except for the first time with Grandma Yu, no evil spirit dared to stand so close and be so arrogant since then.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and faced the door.

Outside the threshold, there was a chair with a person sitting on it.

This man is very tall, even when sitting, he is still much taller than a normal man.

He was wearing a black robe embroidered with various birds and beasts. It was neither a dragon robe nor an official uniform. It had strict regulations, but it could not correspond to the formal uniform of any dynasty in Li Zhuiyuan's memory.

Generally speaking, this means that the clothing specifications and system are only circulated in a small range or within the family.

For example, the Qin and Liu families also have their own level of clothing for formal occasions.

I still have two sets given by Grandma Liu.

The other person lowered his head, as if looking down at him.

The area around its head was pitch black and one could only sense its gaze but could not clearly see its face.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head, caught the other person's gaze, and looked at him calmly.

After a long while, the man in black robe let out a sinister laugh.

Unlike the threats and curses from the evil spirits in the white fog before, the laughter here was mixed with a hint of sigh.

It was as if he was feeling helpless after seeing the family of his former enemy fall to the point where they had to rely on their children to keep things together.

Even though Li Zhuiyuan was still able to "look into" his eyes and not lose face, in the eyes of the man in black robe, it was nothing more than a kind of stubbornness that the young man needed to support himself.

The black-robed man's gaze shifted away from the young man and swept towards the tablet on the altar at the back.

His gaze lingered on one of the tablets for a long time.

It seemed as if he was recalling the times when he had fought with the Dragon King.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that if he followed his gaze, he should be able to find the location of the Dragon King.

But he can't do that.

When others ignore you and look at the elders behind them, it means they don't take you seriously. If you really turn around to look for the elders, you are lowering your own status.

Everyone knows that the Qin and Liu families have fallen, but what has kept Liu Yumei going all these years is the Qin and Liu families' spirit.

Now, this responsibility falls on Li Zhuiyuan.

The young man said, "If you really want to worship, you can find the way here and kowtow in front of the tablet."

The black-robed man's gaze fell on the young man again.

This time, there was no contempt, but instead seriousness.

He stretched his hands out from his sleeves.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that his hands were very big and long. After all, he was so tall, so this was normal.

However, the five nails on his fingers were all pitch black and exuded pure corpse aura.

This is not the breath of death. There is a special kind of moisture in the breath of death.

Li Zhuiyuan had seen this kind of corpse aura before. A long time ago, an old lady with a cat face came to his house to borrow tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans to hold a birthday banquet. A zombie appeared in his dream and he fought with it.

The man in black robe in front of me... is he a zombie?

There was a piece of jade in the other person's palm.

I just got a piece of broken jade in my hand, which is exactly one of them.

I saw the other person throw it up in his palm, and the jade stone separated and fell to the ground, breaking into three pieces.

My guess was correct. This jade was indeed used for divination.

Although there are only three pieces, various deductions can be made based on the angle at which they land, which can be said to have endless variations.

This method can be said to apply to all cases. The rules are just different in form, but the algorithms are the same.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced down and saw that the divination result was auspicious.

A hoarse voice came from the black-robed man's throat:
"My clan is about to ascend to heaven, please watch the ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man in black robe began to fade slowly.

At this time, the white clouds far away in the sky saw that something big seemed to be about to stand up, and they seemed to feel that they were able to survive again. The clouds began to descend, and the noisy noise seemed to be about to rise again.

But when Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the sky, the speed at which the clouds were descending suddenly slowed down, and the sound inside became quieter.

Seeing this, the man in black robe laughed sinisterly again.

The figure disappeared completely.

However, the three pieces of broken jade he had used for divination were left outside the threshold.

Is this jade an invitation letter?
But, there are three.

Do I need to collect three pieces of jade to make a complete one?

Or, were there originally three pieces of broken jade, and they would be given to three parties respectively?
Or maybe... there are so many invitees, and only three spots can go to the ceremony, so they have to fight for them?
Li Zhuiyuan directly ruled out the first possibility. Since the other party had come here to invite him, there would be no need for him to do any collecting.

If the second possibility is true, it means that the person who set the questions this time set the same cooperative questions as the last time we went to Guizhou, except that this time there are three teams working together to solve them.

And if it is the third possibility, with many parties competing for the qualification to enter, and one of them being the first to get a piece of broken jade, it may not be a good thing, because he may become the target of hunting by other teams.

Walking along the river, the final winner of each generation is the Dragon King.

Since there are hundreds of boats competing in the river, how could the river not create opportunities for you to bump into each other and fight each other?
It is not only the Miaojiang people who raise Gu. The Dragon Kings of all generations emerged through fighting and competition in the rivers.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes and returned to reality.

Ali looked at the boy, she knew that this time was different from the past.

It’s not like this existence had appeared briefly in my dreams before, but it had never stayed for so long.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and put his forehead against the girl's.

"This way, it's more interesting and easier to keep the painting, isn't it?"

The girl moved her forehead away, then moved forward and touched him lightly and tenderly, and she smiled.

"Xiao Yuanhou, Xiao Yuanhou, your great grandfather won the prize, ha ha ha ha, won the prize!"

The grandfather's excited voice came from downstairs.

Before winning the prize, Taiye was sneaky.

After winning the prize, the grandfather was extremely arrogant.

On the way back in Runsheng's tricycle, whenever he met anyone he knew, he would pretend to be embarrassed and say:
"Hey, he just picked one ticket, how come he won the prize? How can he have the time to travel?"

When others were envious and helped him analyze, Taiye would add:
"I can only let my little Yuanhou and the others go out and play. They will definitely be happy."

Li Zhuiyuan walked downstairs.

Li Sanjiang just got off the tricycle with the lottery ticket in his hand.

"Xiao Yuanhou, here, you can go back to Beijing to visit your Grandpa Bei and Grandma Bei."

Love is exclusive, but love is also inclusive.

Li Sanjiang certainly hopes that Xiao Yuanhou can belong to him forever, but he knows that if he wants his child to develop better in the future, the help from his grandfather's family in the north is indispensable.

He had always found Li Lan strange since he was a child.

But Li Sanjiang didn't believe that the grandparents in the north would not love such a talented grandson.

Li Zhuiyuan took the lottery ticket, on which the prize had already been scratched out - a seven-day luxury tour for a family of five.

However, there was still a small section in front that had not been scraped, so Li Zhuiyuan scraped it and said:

"Master..."

"Grandpa, I won't go. You guys go have fun. I'll prepare some local specialties for you and send them to your grandparents in the north."

"Not in Jingli..."

"Oh, there are so many things to do here, I can't leave, I have to make money. Besides, if you go to see your grandparents in the north, it's not appropriate for me to go with you. They won't be happy."

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to spread out the lottery ticket, handed it to Li Sanjiang, and said:

"Master, this ticket does not go to the capital."

"Ah, of course, I asked Run Shenghou to help me check it out."

"There are two more words in front."

Li Sanjiang leaned over and took a closer look, then read out in amazement:
"A seven-day luxury tour for a family of five in Yunnan?"

(End of this chapter)