Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 322

At four in the morning, the streets were very quiet.

Lin Shuyou pushed a wheelchair, in which Zhao Yi sat.

In the old streets and alleys, streetlights are few and far between, with only a few large light bulbs at the entrances of alleys, which are very bright and stretch the shadows of the two people again and again.

"How is the injury?"

"fine."

"Is everything packed away?"

"It's all loaded onto the truck, and we can drive it back to Nantong anytime."

"There's no rush to go back to Nantong. I've come all this way to Jiujiang, so I should have a good time and do my part as a host."

Lin Shuyou looked at Zhao Yi sitting in front of him.

The phrase "three eyes" sounds strange. It's about showing hospitality to the landlord... but the landlord's family is gone.

“Jiujiang has so many fun, beautiful and interesting places to visit. I’ve already told Mr. Li that I’ll take you to see them all.”

"Brother Xiaoyuan agreed?"

"Hmm, is that strange?"

"I thought Xiao Yuan would be thinking about going back to Nantong as soon as possible."

"He hasn't finished his business yet, how could he go back now?"

"Oh, yes, indeed."

"Then tell me, is there anything else?"

"besides……"

"Hehehe."

"Three-Eyed, why haven't you gone back to the Zhao family yet? I mean the outer residence."

"No rush, the house isn't even cleaned yet, how can I invite your little brother Yuan?"

Lin Shuyou stopped in his tracks. At the entrance of the alley ahead, several rows of people were standing.

Upon seeing Zhao Yi sitting in a wheelchair, they immediately walked over, knelt on one knee, and said in unison:

"Master."

Zhao Yi waved his hand and said:

"Alright, stop kneeling. From today onwards, our Zhao family will no longer observe any of these old customs."

The crowd looked at each other, but no one dared to stand up.

Zhao Yi took out a stack of papers from his pocket.

"Here, take it."

The people kneeling in the front row got up, each took a ticket, and then knelt back down.

Zhao Yi: "Don't worry about the impact. My requirement is to get rid of the people on the list as quickly as possible. I will reward you after it's done."

"Yes, Master!"

"Yes, Master."

These people quickly got up and left.

Lin Shuyou: "Is it over?"

Zhao Yi: "Mm."

Lin Shuyou: "Then let's go back?"

Zhao Yi: "No, we're already out here, let's grab some breakfast. It's just up ahead, do you remember that place from last time?"

“I remember.” Lin Shuyou continued pushing Zhao Yi forward. “Are they all members of the Zhao family too?”

"Yes, there are collateral relatives, and also illegitimate children, who have been trying to curry favor with me and place bets in advance."

"Whom are you sending them to kill?"

"Didn't I write a new genealogy book? I circled all the people with dirty deeds on their hands and asked them to help me clean it up."

Let me tell you something secretly: some of those people from that group were on my list, but they were being held by the people next to them, hehe.

The hotel is already open for business.

When Zhao Yi was pushed over, the proprietress thought a customer had arrived. She wiped her hands on her apron and came out. When she saw Zhao Yi, she was so frightened that she trembled.

The owner inside noticed the commotion outside and shakily walked out. His face was completely covered by a cloth, with only his eyes showing.

The boss knelt down in front of Zhao Yi, his hands braced against the wall.

The landlady looked up at the windows of the children's rooms on the second floor, and then knelt down as well.

Zhao Yi: "Alright, no need to kneel anymore. We've settled all our debts. One small bowl of beef noodles, six large bowls, and a pot of braised pork ribs. We're hungry."

The noodles and braised pork ribs were served quickly.

Zhao Yi glanced at the chili oil in his small bowl, shook his head, and said to the proprietress:

"Change to a clear broth."

He only has one fan now, and he has to pour the chili oil over everything he eats. Ugh, that's so stimulating.

The proprietress immediately picked up the bowl.

"Put it down and give it to him to eat."

The proprietress put down the bowl of noodles and went inside to cook the noodles again.

Lin Shuyou ate six bowls of beef noodles and gnawed on a pot of bones all by himself, enjoying his meal immensely.

After Zhao Yi received his bowl of clear soup noodles, he ate about half of it and then put down his chopsticks.

Lin Shuyou asked while gnawing on a bone, "Is that all you're going to eat?"

Zhao Yi joked, "Yeah, half of my stomach was also cut off."

As he spoke, Zhao Yi took out a paint box and began to touch up his own colors.

Just then, a customer wearing a hat arrived, ordered wine, and braised pork ribs.

The proprietress said the new batch of bones wasn't ready yet and asked him to wait.

The customer sat inside the shop and waited.

Just as Lin Shuyou finished eating, a new pot of bones was ready. The proprietress picked out a portion and served it to that customer.

Lin Shuyou patted his stomach and breathed a satisfied sigh of relief.

"More?"

"I am full."

"Then let's go back."

"it is good."

Zhao Yi took out the money from his pocket, counted it carefully, some change and some cash, and placed it at the bottom of the bowl.

Lin Shuyou got up and pushed Zhao Yi's wheelchair.

As soon as he turned into the alley ahead, Lin Shuyou saw a familiar figure.

It was Tan Yunlong in plainclothes, with another person beside him, who was probably also a policeman.

Lin Shuyou turned to the side, trying to avoid Tan Yunlong's gaze. He felt that it was better for Brother Bin to handle some matters, so as not to say the wrong thing again.

But Tan Yunlong's eyesight is too good; he recognized the person directly from behind.

"Lin Shuyou?"

Lin Shuyou had no choice but to turn around: "Uncle Tan."

Tan Yunlong: "You..."

Zhao Yi: "Ah You, the people who ate at that breakfast shop behind here were really strange. They wore hats when they went out at night, and they even had sunglasses in their pockets. It seems like they took off their beards when they were eating bones."

Tan Yunlong's gaze sharpened, and he immediately waved his hand, signaling the young police officers behind him to follow him and rush forward.

A moment later, the sound of tables and chairs overturning came from over there, and then the customer ran over here, holding a dagger in his hand.

Upon seeing this, Lin Shuyou instinctively took a step forward, wanting to stop him.

"boom!"

Tan Yunlong kicked the man first, knocking him to the ground, then slammed his knee into him and pulled out handcuffs to restrain him.

"call……"

After subduing the suspect, Tan Yunlong finally had time to look down at his arm, which had been slashed by a dagger.

When he tried to look up again to find the two people, he discovered that they had both disappeared.

"So, that guy just now was the criminal Uncle Tan has been looking for?"

"Ah."

"You knew that guy was problematic, why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have taken him down right here in the store."

Is this your job?

"Wandering the world, upholding justice and eliminating evil..."

Is it your irrigation canal?

"Ah... oh, right. You know Uncle Tan is nearby?"

"I do not know."

"then you……"

"I must say, Mr. Li's theory is quite interesting; the more you think about it, the more interesting it becomes."

Back in front of the building where they first moved in, Tan Wenbin was holding a mobile phone, having just finished a call.

Seeing Lin Shuyou pushing Zhao Yi back, Tan Wenbin asked with a smile, "Did you go out for a stroll so early in the morning?"

Zhao Yi: "I was hungry, so I went to eat breakfast."

Tan Wenbin glanced at the building behind him, then at the two people in front of him: "Did you have a good breakfast?"

Zhao Yi: "It went quite smoothly, and I even helped the police identify the fugitive."

Tan Wenbin pointed to his mobile phone: "The police officers paged me and called me, saying that he was stabbed in the chest during the arrest and that I should go to the hospital to visit him as soon as possible."

Zhao Yi: "My arm was scraped by a knife; the cut was large, but not deep."

Tan Wenbin: "I know, I could tell from my conversation with my dad on the phone."

Zhao Yi: "Perhaps, the longing for my son is also a knife."

Tan Wenbin: "He doesn't miss me; he wants me to come over for questioning. Sigh, I have to go there so early in the morning to reiterate the close relationship between the police and the people and to wrap things up."

Zhao Yi: "Thank you for your hard work, Vice Captain."

Tan Wenbin: "The other teams are the ones who are really working hard. Even in this condition, they can still go and repair the irrigation canal."

Zhao Yi: "Of course."

Tan Wenbin: "Okay, I'll be going now."

Zhao Yi: "The Jeep key is in the tire."

"it is good."

Tan Wenbin drove off. At that moment, the door on the third floor opened, and Li Zhuiyuan walked onto the balcony. The boy's routine had always been very stable.

"Hey Li, the weather's nice today, shall I take you out to see some sights?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and got down.

Runsheng didn't come out, after all, the Liang sisters were still lying unconscious in the building and needed someone to watch over them.

Tan Wenbin drove the car away, but driving a large vehicle wasn't appropriate, so they decided to walk.

As I strolled slowly along the riverbank, my footsteps seemed a bit too loud, gradually waking the city from its slumber.

Zhao Yi briefly recounted what had happened that morning.

"Hey Li, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Why don't you go over there and get something to eat?"

"After I woke up, I ate a cookie."

"Why eat cookies when you're traveling? It's really bad for your stomach."

Li Zhuiyuan did not refute, but instead focused more on the beautiful scenery of the river shrouded in mist.

Along the way, there are many mottled painted walls and old-fashioned advertising stands. Even older are the poems written on them. Walking and reading the poems gives you a feeling of being accompanied by ancient people, oblivious to the passage of time and the blurring of the present.

When you emerge from this state of mind, you will see a tall tower ahead.

"Is this the Suojiang Tower?"

"Yes, I'll take you on a tour."

Unfortunately, the tower was under renovation and could not be entered.

After a brief inquiry, it was learned that the tower suddenly began to shake the day before yesterday, causing damage to multiple parts of the structure.

Lin Shuyou: "Could this be related to us?"

Zhao Yi countered with, "What do you think?"

Although the tower cannot be entered, there are still many people in the small square at the foot of the tower.

Many small vendors set up their stalls early in the morning, mainly selling souvenirs and snacks.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the railing. The morning breeze felt very comfortable on his body. But after a while, when the sun came out, this pleasant feeling would be taken away.

Zhao Yi: "There are many cultural attractions in the city, including several ancient temples and Taoist monasteries, which are all worth visiting. I'll take you on a tour today."

Once you've thoroughly explored the cultural aspects, I'll take you to see the waterfalls at Mount Lu and to the viewing platform at my new home.

Li Zhuiyuan: "How long will it take to deal with the matters in your hometown?"

Zhao Yi: "It's being handled, but I can't do it myself, so it's naturally slower."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let my men help you."

Zhao Yi: "Thank you very much, but why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Li's gang isn't good at cleaning up their own ranks; they've always been good at closing accounts.

Zhao Yi couldn't afford it, and he dared not use it.

"Come on, Ah You, take the money and see what's fun to do and what you want to eat, go ahead and do it."

Zhao Yi took out the money and handed it to Lin Shuyou.

"I have money." Lin Shuyou didn't take the money, but looked at Brother Xiaoyuan, who was going to stay here to protect him.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go have fun, it's nearby, it'll be fine."

"Okay, Brother Xiaoyuan."

Lin Shuyou went shopping.

The person who practices martial arts is very young. Although he ate a lot for breakfast, he still has an appetite.

Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Would you like to learn my clone technique?"

"I can't learn it."

"Even if you don't have the Gate of Life and Death, nor the ability to easily possess others like Su Luo left behind, I believe that with your intelligence, you can definitely come up with an alternative."

"Learning this is pointless; I have no interest in disassembling it and playing with it myself."

"Oh, I forgot, you don't practice martial arts, so it's indeed inconvenient for you to dismantle it. If you do, the person will be gone."

As she spoke, Zhao Yi took out paint and, like a woman, began to touch up her makeup.

"It's better not to take it apart. Once I took it apart, I had no idea how to put it back together."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi and said:

"It can definitely be pieced together."

"Lend your auspicious words."

"It's not just my good wishes, it's that it will definitely like what you've done."

"Ha, as if I did this just to please it."

"This is not contradictory; opposing yourself is tantamount to proving your firm stance to it."

"To be honest, after your analysis, I'm starting to wonder if I was scheming all along."

"It can only be said that Zhao Luhai's original intention was bad, but the high-sounding excuse he came up with worked."

"Hey Li, could I borrow our team's internal reference materials to take a look?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

"You think I'm poor? You think I can't afford the price?"

"Ah."

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and leaned against the railing, gazing at the scenery.

Zhao Yi faced Li Zhuiyuan's back, his lips moving rapidly, silently conveying his message.

While cursing, he accidentally ate the "lip paper".

"Bah bah bah!"

An elderly woman with white hair came to sell her goods, carrying a shoulder pole. Instead of squeezing into the busiest part of the market, she sat on the outermost edge, with two small display cases in front of her and a small stool wrapped in cloth behind her.

She sat very upright, her hands folded on her knees, her white hair meticulously styled, and her clothes, though not new, were very clean and even exquisite.

A horizontal sign on the display case reads: Osmanthus Crisp Candy.

Perhaps because of her excellent image and temperament, people indirectly feel that the things she sells are cleaner. Many tourists stop when they pass by, and she has already made a living as soon as she sets up her stall.

Lin Shuyou was also drawn over, looking at the very attractive candy, wondering how many he should buy to share with everyone.

Xiao Yuan doesn't like sweets, Run Sheng doesn't like clean food, and San Zhi Yan can't eat sticky food now, for fear of it sticking to his heart and lungs.

Hmm, it seems like he doesn't need to consider anyone else; it's just that he likes to eat sweets.

I picked out two and paid.

The old woman smiled and took out some oil paper to wrap it up, and even gave Lin Shuyou an extra portion of the flavor.

"Thank you, Grandma."

"Here, take it."

After Lin Shuyou finished his walk around, he returned to Li Zhuiyuan's side. Feeling that they had stayed long enough, Zhao Yi suggested they go to the next attraction.

As he pushed the wheelchair out, he passed the old woman's stall again and waved goodbye to her.

The old woman waved to Ah-you, a kind smile on her face.

At the entrance to the square, there is a large notice board, with one section specifically for posting information about missing children.

At this moment, a new image appeared on it, one that wasn't there when we first came in.

Moreover, it's very eye-catching because other people post photos of missing children with a text description below.

But the newly posted item was a painting.

The painting skills are exquisite.

The painting depicts a very young girl.

Zhao Yi: "Hey, Mr. Li, I feel like this painting looks a little familiar."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Cui Cui."

The little girl in the painting looks very much like Cuicui, whom I first met when I arrived in Nantong, but the girl in the painting is a few years younger than Cuicui at that time.

Below the painting is a brief text description, roughly stating that they are searching for a little girl who was abducted by human traffickers years ago. The year is not specified, the details are vague, and there is not even a contact address.

These characters were also written with a brush, and they look very beautiful.

Zhao Yi: "This handwriting..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Osmanthus-flavored shortbread."

……

The old lady's business was very good. In addition, the candy she chose to sell was purely handmade, and she didn't keep much stock, so it sold out quickly.

Pack up the stall, pick up the load, and go home.

Her house is very large, an old courtyard with a sense of history.

After pushing open the door and going inside, she went out shortly afterward, carrying a vegetable basket.

Zhao Yi: "She was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who used to come from a well-off family."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

If the old woman's identity was questionable, it would be impossible for her to escape the notice of Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi.

However, the destinies of Liu Jinxia and her daughter and granddaughter are clearly quite special. If this old woman is a relative of Liu Jinxia, ​​she shouldn't be so ordinary; at least, this should be reflected in her destiny.

For this reason, Li Zhuiyuan did not go directly to the old woman who posted the missing person notice. Moreover, the missing person notice was really too strange. So he followed the old woman to her house first.

"Ah You, open the door."

Lin Shuyou stepped forward, pushed open the door, and went inside, finding nothing unusual.

Li Zhuiyuan pushed Zhao Yi in.

Zhao Yi: "Hey Li, you're actually pretty energetic."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You're seriously shortchanging people now."

The courtyard was spacious, with simple furnishings and layout. From inside the house came the sound of an old man coughing.

Li Zhuiyuan planned to go inside and take a look, gesturing for Lin Shuyou to continue walking forward.

The boy slowed his pace as he passed the well in the yard.

The well was covered with sheet metal, which I initially thought was just for dust protection. However, upon closer inspection, I discovered that the sheet metal was secured in a way that made it impossible to open.

There is a snap on it that can be rotated in an arc, and its area is about the size of a child's palm.

Li Zhuiyuan placed his hand on it; there was nothing special about it.

But as the boy prepared to turn the arc, he heard the water surface in the well begin to churn, followed by the sound of scales rubbing against the well wall, mixed with the scraping of sharp, hard edges, constantly moving upwards.

Based on the sound, the boy quickly visualized the object in his mind:

Long-bodied, with scales, with horns...

There's a dragon in the well!

(End of this chapter)