Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 363

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the stone tablet, reached out and touched the edge of the tablet, and the Liu Clan Qi Observation Technique slowly flowed from his fingertips.

Among all the Dragon Kings throughout history, Liu Qingcheng should be considered one of the more unconventional ones.

She is not bound by any sect, nor does she care about the opinions of the martial arts world or historical reputation. In fact, she may not even care about the pair of eyes above her.

Moreover, judging from the big fish at the foot of Huangshan Mountain, Liu Qingcheng is somewhat careless and sloppy.

Fortunately, she only did things that were not supposed to be done according to the unspoken agreement, but she did not neglect any of the things that were supposed to be done, and she also shouldered the responsibilities of the Dragon King.

"I understand your desire for revenge..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy felt a refreshing coolness on his fingertips, which was very comfortable.

The lingering sword aura on the stone tablet sensed the presence of the "Liu family" and naturally felt a sense of closeness.

"But your way of seeking revenge was still too hasty..."

"Buzz!"

The boy's fingertip was cut, and blood flowed out.

She was angry.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled.

Although a thin layer of emotional connection has been successfully cultivated, it is still difficult to get the boy to laugh from the bottom of his heart without performing.

The reason he laughed was that seeing the blood flowing from his fingertips made Li Zhuiyuan feel as if he were seeing the very temperamental and irritable Dragon King of the Liu family.

They can't stand hearing a single bad word.

Even the sword aura she left behind carried a temper.

When Grandma Liu was young, she could probably be considered gentle, virtuous, and well-educated compared to this woman.

Some of Li Zhuiyuan's fingertip blood remained on the stone tablet, which was now being rapidly absorbed by it.

The next moment, the sword's aura was triggered, and a sharp intent rushed straight towards the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan did not dodge; the sword aura automatically bypassed him, grazing the boy's face and flying past the five coffins behind him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Although the coffin was not broken, explosions came from inside.

Then, the lingering sword aura dissipated into the world.

Lin Shuyou swallowed hard and muttered, "This guy has quite a temper."

Chen Xiyuan nodded.

As the sword's aura dissipates, I will also destroy the remains of my five enemies.

Tan Wenbin frowned slightly and said, "This voice seems a bit off."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Open the coffin."

Runsheng stepped forward with the Yellow River shovel and opened the first coffin.

As soon as the coffin was opened, a nest of dead rats was seen inside, with the largest one in the middle still wearing the clothes of a wealthy man.

The second coffin was opened, and inside was a white dead fox, still wearing a skirt.

The third coffin contained a large toad, the fourth contained a centipede, and the fifth contained a weasel.

At the bottom of each coffin was a hole that had just been sealed. This hole had obviously been dug long ago, premeditated.

After checking each item one by one, Tan Wenbin reported:
"Brother Xiaoyuan, they are all seriously injured. They must have fought with the old men who broke into the Yu family. After being severely injured and unable to defeat them, they crawled into this coffin through a tunnel that had been dug long ago to hide."

"They're really clever; they made preparations so early, using this place as a hiding spot."

Firstly, this place is ordinary enough that it goes unnoticed. Secondly, with this stone tablet there, even if righteous people from outside come here and see the stone tablet that still retains the sword aura of the Liu Clan Dragon King, they will at least show some politeness and respect, and will not destroy or investigate it.

When faced with life-or-death crises, these monsters often unleash their powerful survival instincts.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's see if there's anything worth taking with us."

Tan Wenbin: "Yes."

The rat's teeth were removed, the white fox's tail was cut off, the toad had a fleshy lump on its back that looked like a black bead after being removed, the centipede had several legs that were a different color from the others, and the weasel was simply skinned.

After simple processing, packaging, and sealing, all the materials were packed into the backpacks of the group.

These kinds of demonic beasts are not easy to deal with even in their lifetime, let alone outside the Yu family ancestral home. Even if you wanted to find them, it would be very difficult.

Bring the materials with you first; you never know when you might need them. At the very least, they can fill Nantong's empty "treasure trove" and help bolster the scene of the body retrieval operation.

After getting ready, everyone walked out through the back door, led by Li Zhuiyuan.

Next, we got closer and closer to the Yu Family Ancestral Hall.

Along the way, Li Zhuiyuan and his group discovered a total of three areas where battles had taken place.

In the first two areas, all the dead were members of the Zoujiang team, and their bodies were barely recognizable as pieces.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng were in charge of guarding the area, while Chen Xiyuan and Lin Shuyou went to touch the corpse.

Unfortunately, most of the good stuff was probably used up during the battle, and because the old guys deliberately went too far, the corpses couldn't be kept intact, and many of the remaining items on their bodies were also destroyed.

There weren't many valuable items found; they were things that would be a pity to lose but wouldn't be of much use to take back, so they could only be kept as souvenirs.

In the third battle zone, there was a large cargo, and an old man was slumped against the wall, already dead.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

In order to get ahead of Lin Shuyou, Chen Xiyuan even opened a domain.

But after examining her, she unconsciously deflated and said:
"It had already been touched, and its insides had been ripped out."

Chen Xiyuan pointed with her flute to the crack in the old man's chest.

Lin Shuyou: "How did he die?"

Chen Xiyuan: "He was stabbed to death. The gun was pulled out, but the person was still 'nailed' to this spot."

Clearly, they weren't the only ones capable of killing the old man.

Moreover, the area here is open and flat, with no buildings, and the remaining traces of battle indicate that a direct battle once took place here.

Chen Xiyuan: "I remember there was a guy wielding a long spear in the museum that day, but his performance that day wasn't this strong."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Disguise is an instinct for people on the river."

Chen Xiyuan: "He wouldn't even bother to tear off his disguise and kill me?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "He probably thought you were doomed at the time, so there was no need for him to drop his disguise."

The boy picked up the old man's hand from the wall. The hand was covered in thick bloodstains, and flesh and blood remained under the fingernails.

This means that the gunman paid a heavy price when he killed the old man, as the old man's hand pierced his chest.

Li Zhuiyuan asked Tan Wenbin for a damp tissue and wiped the old man's fingers. He found a small hole on the old man's middle finger.

The boy turned slightly to the side, pointed to the old man's head, and said to Chen Xiyuan:
"Open it and take a look."

Chen Xiyuan took the jade flute and tapped it on the old man's head.

"Snapped!"

The old man's head split open, and the contents of the minced meat sauce shop spilled out.

A small sword was revealed here; it had been inside the old man's head all along.

Chen Xiyuan: "Is this the old bastard who attacked us behind the stone gate in the passageway and tried to burn us alive?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Ding Luoxiang once plunged a thin sword into the old man's fingertip, and the sword traveled up his arm.

Therefore, the gunman was able to kill the old man by a stroke of luck; most likely, during the fight, the rapier was triggered again and pierced the old man's head.

Chen Xiyuan: "So many people who entered the Yu family's ancestral home have already died."

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is just the appetizer."

Chen Xiyuan: "Little brother, you're right. We shouldn't rush to watch the excitement right away."

Li Zhuiyuan: "That's the Yu Family Ancestral Hall up ahead. Everyone, cheer up!"

"understand!"

"understand!"

Lin Shuyou glanced at Chen Xiyuan, who hadn't given the wrong answer this time, and Chen Xiyuan gave Lin Shuyou a smug smile.

……

Chen Jing was too full to eat anymore.

What he is eating now is a large vulture hanging on a black wall.

This is the same General Huang that the old man in the village refers to.

General Huang died here, his wings broken and his neck twisted completely backward.

The chains binding Chen Jing were taking effect, rattling several times, indicating that Chen Jing was on the verge of going berserk. However, each time he relied on his willpower to force himself back to his senses and then continue eating.

He knew how important his mission was this time, and he also knew how much Brother Yi valued his strength. He himself also wanted to stop being just a burden and to contribute to Brother Yi's journey across the river.

Zhao Yi was squatting down beside him, a cigarette between his fingers.

He was truly at ease during this period; no matter how lively things were inside, he wasn't interested.

Of course, he wasn't without other desires. Whenever they encountered a powerful, dead demon beast, Chen Jing would consume its blood essence, while Zhao Yi instructed the Liang sisters to cut off any potentially useful materials from the beast's body and take them away.

Even if I don't need it myself, I can give it to someone surnamed Li. Someone surnamed Li is afraid of being poor, so he definitely won't mind.

Finally, Chen Jing finished "eating" General Huang.

He fell backward with a thud and lay on the ground.

His eyes were sometimes fierce and sometimes confused, and his hands were sometimes clenched and sometimes loosened.

Xu Ming looked at Chen Jing with some heartache and said to Zhao Yi, "Boss, it seems like Jing really can't eat anymore."

Zhao Yi didn't speak, but silently flicked the ash from his cigarette.

Chen Jing raised his hand and said, "No, I can still eat, I can still eat."

Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever. Moreover, if a monster dies for too long, its blood essence will dissipate and it will no longer be able to be absorbed by him.

Zhao Yi: "Then let's continue eating."

"Bang!"

General Huang's withered body fell from the black wall, which then cracked open, revealing a hidden world inside.

Zhao Yi tossed his cigarette butt aside and stamped it out, saying, "You guys keep an eye on A-Jing's condition and let him process this first. I'll go in and check on him."

Liang Li: "Boss, let me go in with you. It might be dangerous inside."

Zhao Yi shook his head: "If it's a dangerous place inside, why would General Huang fight to the death at the entrance instead of leading people in?"

Liang Li was asked to stay where she was, while Zhao Yi went in alone.

The interior layout and furnishings are solemn yet warm.

This led Zhao Yi to guess that this must be the "orphanage" that his grandfather had mentioned, where his grandfather had worked in a similar place.

However, this place is of a very high standard, and the interior space is not very large, so the orphanage must also be divided into levels. Grandpa, as an ordinary spider demon, should not have been qualified to be here.

It is divided into two sections. The first section contains many large cribs covered with various silks, stones, feathers, etc. Some of them are even large water tanks.

Most of the beds were empty, but a few were occupied by various monster cubs.

When they saw Zhao Yi arrive, they thought he was bringing them food, so they started growling and hissing at him, not begging for food, but threatening him.

This shows that although they are young, they are highly intelligent.

Ordinary monster cubs are probably similar to pet cubs in reality, innocent and unaware, and instinctively affectionate towards the person who feeds them. However, they can already distinguish that Zhao Yi is "a human," and humans are absolutely inferior beings here.

It's likely that some demonic beast taught them something long ago, and they actually managed to learn it.

Zhao Yi bent down and looked under the crib. There were quite a few monster cubs hiding underneath.

They are even smarter; it seems they know that something has happened outside, and that they are not one of their own, nor are they there to deliver food, so they have begun to hide early on.

There was a white, big-eyed, indistinguishable-breed monster cub, cradling two babies, huddled in a corner, cautiously watching Zhao Yi.

Its big, watery eyes make it look very cute, and the two dolls in its arms are even cuter, because they are actually two girl dolls.

To prevent it from being damaged too early, it was specially sewn with stitches and reinforced.

Zhao Yi smiled at it.

It also smiled at Zhao Yi.

It knows how to flatter, which is not easy.

Because Zhao Yi could see the contempt it held for him in its eyes.

One, a young monster cub that can act.

Zhao Yi straightened up and continued walking inside.

Presumably to cultivate the next generation of monsters' wariness of humans early on, many baby cribs have toys made of human skin and bones, as well as teething sticks made of human bodies.

Zhao Yi's face remained expressionless.

But when Zhao Yi arrived at the second section, his facial expression finally began to twitch.

This section is much simpler than the previous one.

Rows of stone beds were placed there.

Lying on the bed were boys and girls.

They were naked, their entire bodies pierced with soul nails, nailed tightly.

Above each stone bed, a stalactite hangs down, constantly dripping a white-tinged-with-red liquid onto them, which is used to prolong their lives.

All of them were unable to move.

They couldn't roll over, couldn't lift their heads, couldn't scratch themselves... and because nails were driven into their mouths, they couldn't even speak.

This reminded Zhao Yi of his childhood.

He suffered from severe osteomalacia in his childhood due to the crack between life and death, making him unable to get out of bed or walk. Even turning over or sitting up required careful support from Lao Tian.

At what should have been the most vibrant age, I lived like a lump of mud.

This has always been a shadow in Zhao Yi's heart. Although it is no longer a gap in his mind, he still unconsciously frowns every time he recalls it.

And here, there are many children whose childhoods were far worse than his!
Their eyes can move, and usually no one comes in here, so when Zhao Yi "this person" came in, the children's eyes all fell on Zhao Yi.

There was curiosity, exploration, joy, and happiness...

When suffering and torment become the norm, those who haven't been driven mad or killed have long since adapted to it.

Seeing someone who looks very much like oneself will naturally elicit emotions.

But these gazes, falling on Zhao Yi, brought him a burning sensation.

He never considered himself a good person, let alone kind. According to rumors, he was ruthless and disloyal.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Yi still found it difficult to breathe.

The demon beast cubs outside should have very high and pure bloodlines. Correspondingly, these should be the children of the core members of the Yu family and talented children selected from ordinary "pigs".

They don't need to grow up, so they don't need to move around; they just need to stay here and nurture their souls to maturity.

Then, their souls would be extracted and given to the young monsters outside to devour, allowing the young monsters to grow faster and steal their talents.

The woman Yu Miaomiao, whom I met in Lijiang, had a real Yu family heiress inside her.

It seems that the young lady was in a similar state before her death, and for many years at that. Zhao Yi walked to a little girl's side. As she watched him approach, her sparse eyebrows turned into crescent moons.

After the examination, Zhao Yi discovered a cruel truth: these children could not be saved.

If there is only one Soul Nail, pulling it out might still offer a chance to mend and repair their souls, giving them a shot in the arm to try and survive;

But these soul nails had already riddled their souls with holes.

There was absolutely no hope of saving them. Pulling out any one of the soul nails would only leave the soul broken, and the remaining remnants of the soul would continue to attach to the other soul nails.

Their destined fate is that the young demon beasts will come to the bed and devour their broken souls whole, thus ensuring that their souls are incomplete and will not turn against their master, the demon beast.

The demon beast that rose to power as a rebel has gone to great lengths to prevent the Yu family from making a comeback.

"Ding ding ding... ding ding ding... ding ding ding..."

There was the sound of wind chimes.

On the stone bed, all the children closed their eyes.

Next, all the stone beds began to tremble, and each soul nail began to rotate.

The wind chimes rang countless times a day, and each ringing signified the start of a torture session, designed to strengthen their souls.

There was no sound, but Zhao Yi seemed to hear countless pitiful cries of pain.

Finally, the commotion stopped.

Everyone opened their eyes again and looked at Zhao Yi, but this time, there was no curiosity or happiness in their eyes, only numbness.

It is estimated that only in the short time before the next wind chime rings can they recover a little bit of their own emotions from the previous round of pain, but this also means that the next wind chime is approaching.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath and opened his right hand.

There's no way to save them, so we can only send them on their way.

Pulling out the nails and destroying the bed will cause them to suffer many more rounds of pain, and the lingering spirits attached to the nails must be completely removed.

Zhao Yi knew that the Yu family would face another major upheaval, but he was also aware that if he didn't resolve the situation here, things would likely remain the same forever.

Even if this place collapses or sinks, they will still have to endure the torment within the confinement of the Soul Nails.

The Ming family's "Soul-Burning and Heart-Cleansing Technique" is the most suitable technique to give them a quick and satisfying experience.

He had already passed on this set of techniques to the man surnamed Li through the squirrel.

This technique hasn't been reviewed or corrected by the man surnamed Li yet, so he's only studied it briefly during this time and hasn't dared to try it out even once.

A white flame appeared in Zhao Yi's palm.

Since the flame appeared, it has been swaying violently, even though there is no wind, as if it might go out at any moment.

If we're both learning the same technique, the one surnamed Li will definitely master it faster than me.

At the same time, Zhao Yi felt that the man surnamed Li should be able to control the flames as if they were his own limbs.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to worry about details right now; what he needs to do is spread like wildfire.

White flames were released, sweeping outwards from Zhao Yi as the center.

The flames melted their souls, yet they felt no pain; instead, wisps of joyful emotions surged toward Zhao Yi.

Through the crack in the door between life and death, one could almost see figures finally able to jump out of bed and smiling faces.

After everything quieted down, Zhao Yi clapped his hands and straightened his clothes.

Since entering the Yu family ancestral home, he has not experienced any battles, and his clothes are still dry.

right now,

You can go out now.

Liang Yan: "The boss is out."

Liang Li: "The boss's body..."

Zhao Yi's clothes were covered in fresh bloodstains.

"How is A-Jing?"

"Brother Yi, I'm still conscious." After catching his breath, Chen Jing regained his senses.

Zhao Yi patted Chen Jing's head: "Don't force yourself to be strong."

Chen Jing: "Brother Yi, I didn't. I can still eat."

Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Let's go then. The smell of blood is stronger over there; there should be a big shipment."

As before, everyone moved as a group.

Following the smell of blood, we arrived at a semi-circular hole from which water was constantly flowing.

This should be the sewer system of the Yu family's ancestral home. The ancestral home has many scenic lakes and rivers, so a drainage system would naturally have been considered during its construction.

Zhao Yi poked his head inside. It was pitch black inside, and he didn't know exactly how deep it was, but the smell of blood was definitely coming from there.

"walk into."

Xu Ming walked in front, Zhao Yi put his hand on Chen Jing's shoulder and walked together, and the Liang sisters walked at the back.

As you go deeper, you can find large chunks of flesh and blood left behind by a monster. It must have been a severely injured monster that hid here before it died.

Zhao Yi: "Be vigilant and prepared; it may not be completely dead yet."

After traveling a further distance, the smell of blood became even stronger.

Zhao Yi raised his hand: "Stop."

Except for Zhao Yi, everyone else was facing the still dark and gloomy front.

Zhao Yi: "Not in front, but on the side. Xu Ming, set up the stakes!"

Xu Ming immediately placed his hands on the side wall, and branches quickly sprouted, completely sealing off the area in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The trembling became more and more obvious, and then gradually became unrestrained, turning into a "thump thump thump!"

Zhao Yi: "It's a big one, everyone take precautions and spread out!"

"boom!"

The side wall collapsed on a large scale, and the defenses set up by Xu Ming were also destroyed in an instant. A huge creature with only one eye and a broken body charged out.

It's unknown how long it charged and burrowed, but after its last bit of life force was completely drained, it finally stopped and died.

Zhao Yi stood up, dusted himself off, and pulled Chen Jing, who was standing in front of him, to his feet.

This kid actually stepped in front of me when the collision happened.

"Are you okay?"

"Brother Yi, I'm fine."

The Liang sisters dug Xu Ming out of the soil and rocks. Xu Ming was bleeding a lot, but his injuries were not too serious.

Overall, all five of them were in good condition. It wasn't that the guy hadn't hit hard enough, but rather that it had created another underground cavity.

If it really forces Zhao Yi to explore underground, he can resist thanks to his dragon-skin body, but it's hard to say what will happen to the others.

Chen Jing walked up to the monster in front of him. It was a huge pangolin with the remaining scales on its body gleaming gold.

"Brother Yi, I'm going to start eating!"

"Snapped!"

Zhao Yi reached out and patted Chen Jing on the head.

"Don't rush, look over there."

Chen Jing turned his head to look over.

The Liang sisters took out their respective soft swords and daggers, and with a light flick, the weapons shone brightly, illuminating what lay ahead.

Suddenly, a majestic snow wolf appeared before them.

The Liang sisters immediately switched to battle preparation and retreated.

Zhao Yi: "Don't be afraid, it's not alive."

The two sisters stopped and looked at each other, both seeing terror in each other's eyes.

They are not afraid of normal demonic beasts, and they are not afraid of even powerful demonic beasts.

But the snow wolf whose form had just been illuminated was so imposing that their first thought was that they probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single claw attack.

Zhao Yi: "Ali, you have a lot of daggers, keep one, and throw the rest out for lighting."

Liang Li: "Yes."

One after another, hastily "blessed" daggers were thrown out. Although they were far from enough to illuminate everything underground, they at least revealed a corner of the area.

One statue, two statues, three statues...

One after another, the demonic beasts were sealed here after their deaths, maintaining their postures from when they were alive, radiating a terrifying pressure, as if they were still truly alive.

These demonic beasts are vastly different from the living and dead demonic beasts encountered outside.

Even comparing them to those outside is an insult to them.

Chen Jing was shocked, his eyes wide open.

"Brother Yi, these are..."

"They are the companion monsters of the Dragon Kings of the Yu family throughout the generations."

……

Inside the Yu Family Ancestral Hall.

The little yellow dog's paws gently scratched at the head of the dog, Diting, beneath it.

The black clouds above Yu Dibei's head had faded considerably, replaced by a completely dark area above Ming Yuwan's head.

That's about it, we can move on to the next step.

The little yellow dog got off Di Ting.

Di Ting stood up and started barking incessantly, "Woof woof woof!"

The little yellow dog wagged its tail nonchalantly. It knew that a lot of people had gathered outside the ancestral hall, but it didn't care.

It wants a lively atmosphere, and today, the Yu family ancestral home must also be lively, and a proper celebration must be held.

The little yellow dog walked up to Yu Dibei.

Yu Dibei closed his eyes and breathed steadily, which meant that he had absorbed his memories very well.

The little yellow dog nodded in satisfaction, then turned its head to look at the Yu family's offering table.

It must be because the calamity that was originally hanging over the Yu family was transferred to the Ming family that the candles on the Yu family's altar are now much brighter than before, and the gold-lacquered names on the memorial tablets are also more imposing.

The little yellow dog walked towards the backyard of the ancestral hall.

Di Ting carried Yu Dibei on his back and followed closely behind.

The backyard of the Yu Family Ancestral Hall was once the Yu family's meeting hall.

The two sides were brightly lit, and the steps stretched straight up.

However, the place that originally symbolized the highest power of the Yu family was now filled with corpses, piled up on every step, like a mountain of corpses.

To get up there, you have to step on the bodies of the corpses; otherwise, there's no place to put your feet. The same goes for dogs.

The little yellow dog skillfully climbed the human-shaped steps and arrived at the top.

There is a long bench here with a dragon-carved back, solemn and imposing.

Only the heads of the Yu family throughout history have been qualified to sit in this position.

At this moment, there was already someone sitting in the seat.

He lowered his head and crossed his arms.

When you look directly at him, your gaze may even be distorted, and there is an extremely strong sense of unreality, as if he should not exist in this world.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock...tick-tock..."

Drops of corpse fluid dripped from his body, but each drop would quickly evaporate into black mist after falling, without accumulating below or leaving any trace.

Di Ting placed Yu Di Bei on the middle step, below which lay a thick layer of corpses.

The little yellow dog jumped onto the seat, then climbed onto the man's shoulder, and closed its eyes.

The next moment, the man slowly raised his head, his eyes opened, and they were filled with a gray haze.

He stood up, left his seat, and walked down the steps.

With each step, a faint rumble of thunder reverberated.

The man stopped some distance from the northern part of Yudi.

He first looked at Di Ting over there. Di Ting's first reaction was to be so frightened that it crawled on the ground. Then it immediately realized what it should do and scrambled away from there.

The man withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, and slowly reached towards his chest.

Everything, no matter how glorious it once was, will eventually decay.

This body is no exception.

Although it remains powerful, it is already corrupt and decaying.

Before this day, Heaven had been extremely harsh on him.

"Click..."

The man's hand pierced his own chest, leaving it hollow, but some red blood still slowly flowed out and fell to the ground.

His blood, like a flame, instantly ignited the corpses of all the Yu family members present. The blood of these corpses first gradually boiled, and then slowly rose.

Their existence was merely a catalyst, a means to transfer the man's blood to Yu Dibei, who sat there with his eyes closed.

Di Ting arrived at the top of the Yu family ancestral hall, opened its mouth, and let out a howl.

In an instant, terrifying and eerie auras awakened at various sealed locations within the Yu family's ancestral home!
Inside the ancestral home, everyone, from the old folks to the young, was taken aback.

The ancestral tablets of the Yu family's Dragon Kings on the altar in the ancestral hall began to shake violently.

In the pool of blood in the council chamber, that drop of blood was finally passed to Yu Dibei and seeped into his body.

The little yellow dog jumped off the man's shoulder.

What good is a decaying body?
Today, I found a brand new, young body!

The little yellow dog came up to Yu Dibei, looked up, and stared at his face.

Yu Dibei's eyelids began to tremble, and two lines of bloody tears overflowed from his eyes.

The little yellow dog stretched out its paw and gently pressed Yu Dibei's hand.

This scene is often retrieved from its memory and ruminated upon repeatedly.

He and the animal had faced life and death together time and time again, and each time he was the one who protected it in the end, so it was always the one who woke up first.

It would always come to him when he was seriously injured, lick his face, gently press his chest, watch over him, and wait for him to wake up.

The little yellow dog stretched out its paw and dug out the silver coin hidden in the flesh and blood of its chest, ignoring the bloody mess on its chest, just so that the silver coin could swing freely around its neck.

Actually, the little yellow dog has always been able to talk, but it has never said a word to Yu Dibei despite following him for so long.

Today, as Yu Dibei opened its eyes again, it spoke:

"Master, you're awake?"

(End of this chapter)