Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 365

Memory needs a supporting entity.

Just like when Tan Wenbin takes photos, he straps the camera to his forehead so that the photos can at least be considered his own first-person perspective.

Old Dog, on the other hand, filmed Yu Tiannan's life from its own perspective.

If such a memory is implanted in a person's mind, that person will not even have the qualifications to become a "person".

At first, Li Zhuiyuan also found it unbelievable that the old dog would make such a basic mistake.

In its quest to revive Yu Tiannan, it spared no effort, smashing and destroying so many things, yet it made such a huge mistake at the most crucial moment.

But after actually meeting the old dog, Li Zhuiyuan had a sudden realization.

Because the old dog itself is a mistake.

When Yu Tiannan died, the real Yuanbao was already dead as well.

The vessel of life is sometimes very fragile, but even the most fragile vessel cannot be fully supported by a single memory.

When the old dog decided to make peace with the evil spirit of memories beneath the cave and replicate his memories into Yu Tiannan's body, it effectively marked the end of Yuanbao's life.

Next, the thing that controlled Yu Tiannan's body and returned to the Yu family can be understood as a kind of flu virus in terms of mental memory.

The virus entered the Yu family and spread and infected within the family, ultimately causing an irreparable and terrible disaster for the Yu family.

If the starting point is wrong, no matter how much correctness is involved in the process, the desired result cannot be achieved.

When Yuanbao turned into an old dog, Yu Tiannan went from being the Dragon King of the River to the owner of an old dog.

Because what the old dog wanted to resurrect was never the Yu family dragon king who had suppressed an era.

That Dragon King of the Yu family would not allow the Yu family to suffer such a great calamity, the Dragon King's family to fall into disgrace, would not allow monsters to ride on people's heads, and would not allow himself to be resurrected after death.

But the old dog didn't care at all. It knew that the first thing its master would do upon waking up was to kill it, the great hero who had resurrected it, with the most ruthless methods.

But all it wanted was for Yu Tiannan to open his eyes in front of it again.

This must be the deep-seated obsession of the old dog.

When it joined forces with Yu Tiannan to suppress the evil spirit, and discovered that the Yu family's Dragon King, whose lifespan was waning, had closed his eyes and was about to die, it nearly went mad.

It couldn't accept that its master, a companion beast, would die before it.

This is inconsistent with the Yu family tradition, with its lifelong beliefs, and with its relationship with its master.

Everything it did next, upon closer examination, ultimately aimed to do it again.

This time, it will die before its master.

Therefore, the old dog did not implant the wrong memory. It was the memory of its master that it cherished and protected, even at the cost of forgetting and cutting off other redundant memories. This was the memory of Yu Tiannan in its eyes.

At this moment, Yu Dibei was as if a magnificent life of a dragon king had suddenly been implanted into his limited and meager life.

Yu Dibei was not banned or covered up; he was completely trapped, caught in the tide of the Dragon King's life, bewildered and lost in confusion.

However, in the current situation, if "Yu Tiannan" cannot be awakened, the disaster that befell the Yu family today will inevitably spill over and cause a catastrophe.

The real Yu Tiannan is dead and cannot possibly awaken and return, but even if it is a "fake" one, even if it is only slightly similar, it is enough to avert the current calamity.

Li Zhuiyuan gradually corrected his previous judgment based on the clues he had seen, and discovered that the old dog was not trying to clear his name. When they arrived at the Yu family ancestral hall, the boy also guessed who the old dog really wanted to resurrect.

But the boy really didn't expect that he would be able to unite with the old dog so quickly and even have to help it.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan finally understood why Heaven had laid the groundwork for the Yu family so early in the early stages of the war.

From Yu Miaomiao, whom I met in Lijiang, to the evil spirits beneath the karst caves of Dujiangyan...

Although one can guide and propel the waves, the final choice ultimately rests with the will of Heaven.

The eyes above my head have already planned out the exact spot where my blade will strike.

If it hadn't made it this far and had died halfway, it would have been happy; if it had made it this far and completed this task, it would have been happy too.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the Di Ting in front of him.
He opened his mouth and said:

"I'll help you revive Yu Tiannan."

……

Underground cemetery.

Zhao Yi and the others were still immersed in this state of shock.

Every Dragon King is a legend of an era, but due to their unique circumstances, the companion beasts of the Yu family Dragon Kings are more intimate with the followers of Dragon Kings from other eras.

In them, you can see a bit of the splendor of the Yu family's Dragon King from back then.

Zhao Yi licked his lips.

He walked up to the first snow wolf he saw and reached out to touch it.

"hiss……"

An invisible sharpness left a white mark on his palm.

Luckily, he was half a dragon; if it were an ordinary person, that touch would have cut off half of their hand.

"Fresh...so fresh..."

These words are quite disrespectful.

But Zhao Yi's words came from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that he had been corrupted by that "down-and-out" guy surnamed Li.

Faced with such a majestic presence, the first thought was not to admire it properly, but to check whether the meat was well preserved.

Sure enough, when a person is short of money, they naturally stop being particular about many things.

The monsters here did not die in battle, but were ordered to be buried alive with the Yu family's Dragon King before his lifespan was about to end.

The Yu family was, after all, a legitimate Dragon King clan, and they had no shortage of resources and means. Therefore, their corpses were preserved in excellent condition.

Even now, it remains uncorrupted and undegraded. Since the sharp, cutting texture of the hair is still there, the blood and qi inside the corpse must be incredibly fresh, just like when it was alive.

In comparison, the quality of their blood is even higher than that of the monsters that have just been slaughtered outside, because they calmly accept death without struggling or resisting.

This is perfect for...Ah Jing to eat here.

Zhao Yi: "A-Jing, come here quickly and choose one."

"what?"

After learning the identities of these monsters, Chen Jing never imagined that he would be able to "get involved" with them.

Not only Chen Jing, but also Liang Yan, Liang Li and Xu Ming were shocked by their boss's decision.

They were once the Dragon King's subordinates. Eating them would be a great disrespect to the Dragon King.

Zhao Yi: "The Yu family has suffered such a great calamity. We have come here to relieve the Yu family from their dire straits and to uphold the proper order between humans and beasts. I think that if these demon beasts could be resurrected and see the current state of the Yu family, they would surely be heartbroken and extremely angry."

We are not blaspheming these great demons, nor are we disrespecting the Dragon King. Rather, we are taking from the Yu family and using it for the Yu family.

I believe that the spirits of the Dragon King and the demon beasts in heaven would be gratified and approving of this.

This is fate... no, it's the will of Yu.

What the boss said makes sense.

But everyone was still a little uneasy.

Chen Jing's mind was still buzzing when Yi Ge pushed him forward.

"Ah Jing, hurry up, choose a demon beast master."

Chen Jing didn't know which one to choose, so he could only ask:

"Brother Yi, what are the differences between these demon beast masters?"

Zhao Yi didn't know.

Historically, various schools of thought in the martial arts world have indeed made records about the Yu family's Dragon King, but these records often focus more on the human aspect and only briefly mention the demonic beasts around him.

Furthermore, rumors circulating in the martial arts world are not necessarily accurate, and Zhao Yi is the best example of this.

"Ah Jing, don't get attached to appearances. It's not just you who are choosing the demon beast masters, but also the demon beast masters who are choosing you."

You will inherit the will and spirit of that great demon beast, and one day, on the river, you will restore its former glory.

Follow your heart, and don't have too many distracting thoughts.

"Okay, I understand, Brother Yi."

Zhao Yi nodded with satisfaction, though he didn't know what A Jing had understood.

However, sometimes, in order to lead a team, in addition to developing the members into family members, you do need a bit of leadership art.

This was a last resort, since in this respect, he couldn't compare to the man surnamed Li.

The person surnamed Li is able to arrange every step of the development of the people around him clearly, with each step leading to a wave of improvement and a clear rhythm.

Zhao Yi could help, but he could only lay the foundation. The final breakthrough could only be achieved by his subordinates themselves.

Chen Jing walked among the dead demon beasts and finally returned.

Zhao Yi thought the child still hadn't made a choice and was about to give instructions when he saw Chen Jing stand in front of the first snow wolf.

"Ah Jing, is this your choice?"

"Ok!"

"It seems you are destined to meet this Lord Snow Wolf, and Lord Snow Wolf is also fond of you."

"Brother Yi, it's because..."

"Alright, kneel down and pay your respects to Lord Snow Wolf, and show him your determination for the future."

Zhao Yi didn't want to hear Chen Jing's reasons for choosing the snow wolf, because he knew the kid would say it was because the snow wolf was the most beautiful and coolest among the group of monsters.

We mustn't break this perfectly serious atmosphere. Everyone should keep a respectful distance so that if anything unexpected happens, there will be room for maneuver.

Chen Jing knelt down and bowed to the snow wolf, expressing his hopes for the future. In essence, he wanted to work hard to improve his strength so that he could truly help Brother Yi and help him cross the river.

Ah Jing originally wanted to say he would help Yi Ge become the Dragon King, but as soon as he said it, the image of Yuan Ge appeared in his mind.

Zhao Yi was fully aware of this, but he was not angry at all.

Even as the leader, he was always overshadowed by the man surnamed Li, so it was perfectly normal for his subordinates to have a "psychological shadow" over him.

After the simple procedures were completed and the ceremony was over, it was time for the soldiers to go.

Zhao Yi got a dagger from Liang Li, intending to make an incision in Lord Snow Wolf so that blood could flow out.

Liang Li: "Boss, let me do it."

Zhao Yi touched Liang Li's face: "Alright, I've gone to so much trouble to help you two recover. Don't leave you covered in scars. If I can't get it up in bed later, you'll scold me for being heartless."

Zhao Yi had to do this job himself, since he was tough and could withstand scratches.

Chen Jing was already sitting cross-legged, circulating his internal energy, his aura becoming visible, preparing to eat.

Just then, a gash appeared on the snow wolf's chest, where a patch of white fur lay around its neck, and blood gushed out.

Halfway there, Zhao Yi stopped, quickly sheathed his dagger, and bowed to the snow wolf.
"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Snow Wolf."

Whether it was just polite talk and etiquette from before is uncertain, but Zhao Yi thinks the possibility is very low.

The dead beast is simply dead.

Zhao Yi guessed that it was mostly due to the bloodline of Chen Jing, which was related to that old dog, and that the old dog was at the same level as these demonic beasts before it went crazy.

There was no rejection among them, but rather a tacit understanding of mutual support and assistance, which made the process so smooth.

However, I was really lucky to have come here by chance.

There should be memorial tablets for these monsters in the ancestral hall, and there is no trace of any sacrifice here. Therefore, the Yu family would not open this place easily. In the past, most members of the Yu family did not even know that there was such a dragon king monster mausoleum deep in the ancestral home.

Zhao Yi turned his head to look at the enormous pangolin.

He had just freed the Yu family children, and incidentally sent those cute and clever little monsters to heaven to play as well.

As a result, he was pushed here by this pangolin.

It's hard to say that these two things are unrelated.

"It seems that I can't just wander around in this Yu family ancestral home without doing anything productive."

The blood flowing from the snow wolf's body was like a small waterfall, washing over Chen Jing below.

Chen Jing let go of everything and devoured everything frantically.

He had already absorbed a lot of demonic beasts, and it was almost to the point of being too much for him.

But he couldn't refuse this great opportunity, and no one could. Even with a 90% chance of death, it was worth risking everything for that 10% chance of success!
Unsurprisingly, Chen Jing once again went mad with qi deviation.

The iron chains on his body appeared, suppressing him.

But as snow-white hair gradually grew on its skin, the "clicking" sound of the chains rang out continuously.

This situation is about to become uncontrollable.

The man surnamed Li isn't here, so I can only try to suppress him for now.

Zhao Yi took a few steps forward, released white flames from his fingertips, placed them on his brow, and activated the sky lantern, its light falling on Chen Jing.

Chen Jing's ferocity subsided somewhat. Although his eyes were red and his face was distorted, he could at least continue to stand there obediently, maintaining the inertia of his devouring action.

Zhao Yi knew that he was unlikely to win against the Li family in a direct competition, and what he needed to do was to ensure that his team's strength did not fall behind the Li family's.

If Chen Jing can absorb this snow wolf right now, that would be almost the limit of his current "forced growth," but it would be enough for him to become a successor in his team.

Whether or not a team has Runsheng makes a world of difference. Only with a sufficiently solid base can a team calmly employ various methods and approaches without having to risk their lives every time.

The reason why his team always suffered serious injuries in the early waves, and had to spend a lot of time and energy on healing and recovery between waves, lies here.

However, even with the sky lanterns lit, the suppressive effect did not last very long.

The light between Zhao Yi's brows flickered for a moment before going out.

Chen Jing: "Roar!"

He completely lost control.

Its snow-white fur grew further, and the crimson in its eyes turned into a pale white.

However, this time Chen Jing did not directly go berserk and attack his companion. Instead, he took the initiative to jump onto the snow wolf's chest and tore the wound open wider with his hands, allowing more blood to flow out and be absorbed by himself.

He's like a wolf cub crying for its mother.

Finally, the snow wolf's body shrank, and its seemingly soft fur withered.

"Pfft!"

Chen Jing jumped down with satisfaction, turned around, and swept his gaze across everyone around him.

A crescent moon mark appeared between his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed unfamiliar to his companions.

He lost control, completely lost control.

Zhao Yi: "A Jing..."

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Chen Jing appeared in front of Zhao Yi. He didn't stop and crashed into him directly.

Zhao Yi reacted quickly, immediately tensing his muscles and turning to meet the attack.

"boom!"

Zhao Yi was sent flying backward, sliding a long distance on the ground, and the side where he collided with Chen Jing was covered in blood.

After crashing into Zhao Yi, Chen Jing stood still, crouching down, seemingly preparing to launch another attack.

Zhao Yi was overjoyed because his ambitious plans, which had been in the works for several waves, had finally come true, and even exceeded expectations.

But this happy situation also brought its own set of problems: Chen Jing wanted to kill them all.

Zhao Yi stood up, spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his hand, and signaled the Liang sisters and Xu Ming to cooperate with him to see if they could suppress A Jing again.

at this time,

"Boom!"

Violent tremors came from above, followed by the wanton roars of countless powerful evil spirits.

The white in Chen Jing's eyes flickered, as if drawn by some kind of inertia in his blood. When he heard the sounds of these demonic beasts, an instinct made him want to tear them apart.

The desire to kill evil spirits surpassed the desire to kill the people in front of him.

The ceiling kept collapsing, creating cracks of varying sizes.

Chen Jing leaped up, using the rock face as a springboard to propel himself upwards.

Zhao Yi waved his hand and called out:

"Let's follow!"

……

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the council hall and came to the offering table in the ancestral hall in front.

Di Ting followed behind.

As for Chen Xiyuan, Runsheng, and the others, they followed behind Diting.

The boy looked up at the ancestral tablets of the Yu family's Dragon Kings on the offering table.

At this moment, all the memorial tablets have cracked, which means that these dragon king spirits are suffering a strong impact.

It was much better than the memorial tablets she had seen in Ah Li's dream, since the spirits of the Qin and Liu families were completely gone.

Li Zhuiyuan took three incense sticks from the offering table with his right hand and flicked them with his left hand, igniting the incense.

After inserting the incense into the incense burner, the boy asked Di Ting:
Where is Yu Tiannan's spirit?

Di Ting's gaze shifted downwards and landed on a black box under the offering table. On the box was a memorial tablet with the name "Yu Tiannan" written on it.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "The spirit is not here."

Di Ting: "Master, no spirit has been left behind."

Li Zhuiyuan: "What do you mean?"

Di Ting: "Master, no spirit has been left behind."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Yu Tiannan, did you sacrifice your own spirit ahead of time?"

The spirit of the Dragon King is a unique existence of the Dragon King, and it is completely different from other beings that are prefixed with the word "spirit".

Di Ting: "I don't know, I don't remember."

Li Zhuiyuan: "That was a sacrifice, in that karst cave in Dujiangyan."

Many dragon kings, before their lives come to an end, will choose a great evil to suppress, thus marking the end of their era.

Li Zhuiyuan had witnessed Yu Tiannan's former glory in the mural at the bottom of the cave, and had also glimpsed the terrifying memory of the evil spirit. At that time, the evil spirit was shrouded in thick fog, almost obscuring the entire mountain.

The situation was completely different from what I encountered later when I arrived and resolved the issue myself.

In other words, the memory demon he killed was a being that had been severely injured by Yu Tiannan to the point of near death, just like the "legacy" he had obtained from fishing for the Qin and Liu family dragon kings in A Li's dream. Although those demons were powerful back then, their condition was no longer what it used to be when he faced them.

But if Yu Tiannan's spirit was sacrificed in that event, it means that this evil spirit was beyond Yu Tiannan's control at that time.

Time waits for no one, and Yu Tiannan may have underestimated the power of that evil spirit and mistakenly believed himself to be younger.

Therefore, he had no choice but to sacrifice his own spirit to strengthen the suppression, even if it meant that he would leave no trace of his existence in the world after his death, and that his family would not be able to be protected by him, in order to kill this evil spirit.

In principle, there is no problem with this, and it perfectly embodies the Dragon King's sense of responsibility and commitment.

His mistake was that he softened his heart and did not follow tradition by having Yuanbao buried with him prematurely.

Or perhaps, he felt that he and Yuanbao could choose a shared ending.

Even when he was locked in a stalemate with that evil spirit of memory until the very last moment, he probably believed that even if he died, his Yuanbao could continue the relay, persevering to the very end and completely eradicating the evil spirit.

A beast is still a beast.

These are the words Wei Zhengdao said to Sun Baishen when he pointed at the monkey.

This is determined by humans, but even more so by the will of Heaven.

The Heavenly Dao's suppression of demons is clearly more severe.

The Yu family's ancestral precepts, which include the practice of having their companion monsters buried alive with them, are actually a way of making up for this "debt".

Di Ting: "If my master's spirit were still alive, do you think I would need to go to such great lengths?"

Li Zhuiyuan remained silent.

Di Ting said, "If this is the method you're referring to, then it seems there's no point in keeping you around."

Li Zhuiyuan: "How much of that memory-devouring evil's ability did you actually learn?"

Di Ting: "I don't know either, but it's enough."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I definitely know more than you do."

Di Ting said, "Child, don't boast. Yuanbao may be stupid, but that's only compared to his master."

Li Zhuiyuan: "That evil spirit was eventually 'swallowed' by me."

Di Ting's right eye focused.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Besides, you're already dead. A dead person can't learn as quickly as a living person."

Di Ting: "If I successfully resurrect my master, I will die and you will live; if I cannot successfully resurrect him..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I am walking the river, you should know what that means. If we fail to stop this catastrophe, then we, the river walkers of this wave, will have to bear the consequences."

At that time, you won't even need to kill me; I will suffer a fate worse than death due to the backlash of karma.

Therefore, there's no need to bring up this pointless threat again.

Di Ting smiled. This topic brought back memories of walking along the river with its master.

Li Zhuiyuan: "I can stay here alone to handle the matter of reviving Yu Tiannan."

As he spoke, Li Zhuiyuan turned around and glanced at Chen Xiyuan, Runsheng, Lin Shuyou, and Tan Wenbin.

“The great formation has been breached by a dog. Now, I need you to go there and plug the breach to buy me time. Tan Wenbin will be in temporary command.”

The last sentence was said to Chen Xiyuan.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Having been instructed to "lower their guard" in front of the old dog, everyone was less resistant to the order to leave Xiao Yuan alone here.

Runsheng and the other two turned to leave, but Chen Xiyuan took one last serious look at her little brother before turning away.

Miss Chen has a delicate and easily distracted mind; after all, she has been practicing her domain skills since she was a child by listening to the gossip in her family's private quarters.

Therefore, she felt that her little brother was practically glowing.

One person stayed behind in the dragon's den and the tiger's lair, while the others were sent out to protect the common people.

Di Ting flashed and blocked their path. He looked at the boy still standing in front of the offering table and said:

"Kid, aren't you being a bit too dismissive of me, your dog?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Your goal is to awaken Yu Tiannan, not to start this catastrophe. All the destruction you deliberately caused before was simply to coerce your master into opening his eyes by using moral responsibility as leverage."

Now I've told you, it's not that he doesn't want to wake up, it's that he can't wake up.

What good is it if you try to stop my people from stopping the catastrophe?

I don't want my people to die, I don't want the consequences of this catastrophe to fall on me, I don't want my journey across the river to fail. Right now, I want Yu Longwang to wake up even more than you do.

Therefore,
Get out of my way, you stupid dog!

This rebuke stirred not only Chen Xiyuan's heart, but also Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou, who unconsciously straightened their chests. Even Runsheng's eyes lit up.

Those who are not directly involved cannot experience this feeling.

The mastermind behind this wave, the "great evil spirit" who created all of this, was called a "stupid dog" to his own brother, Xiao Yuan, to his face.

You know, even Xiao Yuan wouldn't be this strict and rude to his own pet dog, Xiao Hei.

Di Ting's right eye kept flashing.

He couldn't refute it, because what the boy said was indeed true.

The gold in its left eye began to boil, clearly indicating that the true "Di Ting" had been holding back its anger for a long time.

Although it didn't know why, its golden left eye had developed a strong aversion to the boy from the very first time it saw him.

A hatred without reason, a hatred that seeps into the very marrow of one's bones.

If it weren't for the yellow right eye, meaning the little yellow dog completely controlled this body, if it were still in its white dog form, Di Ting would have pounced on the boy and torn him to pieces with its second eye.

This feeling was not without reason, because Di Ting, who had gone from being a high and mighty being under the Bodhisattva's seat, was gradually reduced to a plaything whose memory had been wiped away by the old dog, all thanks to Li Zhuiyuan.

His yellow gaze hardened, and he closed his left eye.

The anger of "True Listener" is insignificant at this moment.

Di Ting made way.

Tan Wenbin and the other three walked out of the ancestral hall.

Chen Xiyuan couldn't help but sigh: "When I read the notes of our ancestors and saw their effusive praise for that generation of Dragon Kings, I always felt that it was a bit too nauseating and flattering. Now I finally realize that this is already a very restrained expression."

Tan Wenbin: "That's true. However, I seem to have noticed that when Brother Xiaoyuan called the old dog 'stupid dog,' the old dog wasn't angry; instead, he seemed a bit agitated?"

Chen Xiyuan: "Really?"

Lin Shuyou: "Yes, just like when Brother Xiaoyuan first called me Ayou, that was my reaction."

Tan Wenbin: "I suspect that this is the nickname that the Dragon King used to use for Yuanbao. Brother Xiaoyuan just deliberately added this nickname to make it agree to let us pass."

Chen Xiyuan: "Even the words you use to curse have to be carefully considered? This little brother's life must be so tiring."

Tan Wenbin: "Do you feel tired when you breathe?"

Chen Xiyuan: "That makes sense."

Tan Wenbin: "Alright, let's go, we should go block the door."

Chen Xiyuan: "I'll listen to you. My little brother said you should be in charge."

Hearing this, Tan Wenbin felt a headache coming on. If he could still give some pointers in the past, now that everyone was getting better and better at their jobs, and with Chen Xiyuan also present this time, he really didn't know how to properly direct them.

But unfortunately, of the four people, none of them except himself can take on this responsibility. Should Runsheng take command or Ayou take command?

If Miss Chen were in command, she would probably open the domain and raise the flute: "Brothers, follow me!"
That would make it even less fun.

Tan Wenbin: "Sigh, if the former foreign team member hadn't died, I would have gone over there to block the door later."

Lin Shuyou: "Three-Eyed might not be that brave."

With his three-eyed brain, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to sneak into the ancestral hall. Since he hasn't appeared here, based on Lin Shuyou's understanding of him, he's probably been lurking on the outside.

Tan Wenbin: "He's a former foreign team member, so we should have some expectations. What if he really shows his manhood this time?"

Lin Shuyou pursed his lips, clearly not believing it.

Chen Xiyuan: "There must be a lot of people at the main gate of the Yu family now. The old folks shouldn't have too high expectations, but we can try to win over the remaining river travelers."

So, should we use Dragon King Qin's or Dragon King Liu's banner later?

Tan Wenbin: "I won't fight either of them."

Chen Xiyuan: "Then how do we mobilize people, or do we just rely on ourselves?"

Tan Wenbin:
"Fighting under the banner of Dragon King Chen."

……

After the stone tablet of the Dragon King of the Yu family fell, the Yu family ancestral home, which was originally pitch black, was gradually enveloped in red light. The darkness was driven away, and the visibility improved.

Everyone had fled here, and there were many eyes watching. What they could do secretly when they were alone before, they could no longer do now.

All the elders arrived outside the main gate of the Yu family, with Tao Wanli and Ling Zhuxing, the two from the Dragon King's family, being the main figures.

The two men exchanged glances. It was not surprising that many of the young river travelers had been killed, as the two men had played a part in the losses. However, it was surprising that the old men had also suffered considerable losses.

What's even more frightening is that Ming Qiushui still hasn't shown up.

When they attacked the Yu family earlier, it was the three of them who led the attack. After breaking through the Yu family's gate, they went on a rampage, with the others following behind. In a short time, they slaughtered most of the demonic beasts that were entrenched there.

Tao Wanli: "Tell me, did Ming Qiushui perish because of a twist of fate, or...?"

Ling Zhuxing: "What kind of opportunity would be worth taking such a risk for someone of her background?"

Tao Wanli: "Oh, that would be incredible."

As he spoke, Tao Wanli's gaze fell on Ling Wuxing, who was sitting on the steps. Ling Wuxing had lost an ear and his face was covered in blood. Of the four people who were originally with him, only two remained.

However, there were several fluctuations of energy around the Five Elements, indicating that they had not yet fully absorbed and suppressed what they had just acquired.

So far, his gains have been enormous, and this is only based on his perceptions.

Ling Zhuxing knew what Tao Wanli meant, and deliberately glanced at Tao Zhuming.

Tao Zhuming was also sitting on the steps, with all four of his companions present, and they all looked to be in very good condition.

Tao Wanli: "Look, our Zhuming came out empty-handed, and his clothes weren't even that dirty. It's like he just strolled around inside."

Ling Zhuxing: "I am Zhuming's godfather. When Zhuming was born, I went to your house for his full moon celebration. I saw that this boy was extraordinary, so I forced you to recognize him as my godfather and even added my character 'Zhu' to his name."

Zhu Ming, that kid, has a mind as deep as the sea. Even if he gets some kind of opportunity, he won't show it. He's born to do great things.

Tao Wanli: "Your family's Ling Wuxing, didn't he also inherit your courtesy name? Moreover, he is your nephew's grand-nephew."

Ling Zhuxing shook his head.

The two elderly people's gazes lingered once more.

A young man with a gun, supported by a maid, was leaning against a pillar, barely able to stand. His chest was covered in blood, clearly indicating that he had been ripped open.

He was in a terrible state, but his true condition was hard to hide from the two old men. He appeared weak and listless, but in reality, he could still unleash his full power.

A bald man squatted there, half of his body and the top of his head were badly burned, and two of his henchmen were helping him peel off the charred skin from his head.

A scholar in a gray robe sat on a stone lion, with an old servant carrying meat beside him and a page handing him water.

Not only Tao Wanli and Ling Zhuxing were observing, but the other old men around them were also observing.

With so many people going in together, only these five groups remain.

Of the young people who died, only a very small minority likely died while searching for opportunities. The monsters have been living and roaming here for so long; how many dangerous opportunities could they possibly have?

The vast majority likely died at the hands of the old guys, or through infighting among the younger generation.

Some elderly people were comforting each other; perhaps the one comforting the other's descendant was the very one who had killed him.

Tao Wanli sighed: "This is what it means to travel along the river; it is indeed cruel."

Ling Zhuxing glared at him irritably. "Old man, you've killed plenty of people, what are you lamenting about now?"

In the distance, the evil aura grew stronger. Although most of the evil spirits were drawn back by the Dragon King's Stele, a small group remained unaffected and were now approaching the gate.

Tao Wanli: "So, should we stop them or not?"

Ling Zhuxing: "You set an example first."

Tao Wanli: "We both come from the Dragon King's family. Given the situation earlier, it doesn't matter if we run away. The number of evil spirits is not too large yet, so we have a chance to stop them."

Ling Zhuxing: "Those Dragon King stone tablets cannot stop other evil spirits for long. Once the stone tablets break, all the evil spirits will rush out at once. If we are caught up in them, we will have no chance to run away again."

Tao Wanli: "But it's too embarrassing."

Ling Zhuxing: "Which do you want to lose, your life or your face? Ha, if we really cared about our face, our families wouldn't have sent us out."

Tao Wanli: "That's what they say, but we can still leave, these children..."

"The Yu family's affairs are urgent. I will first inform the clan to take precautions, then obtain the regulations, and take my leave!"

"For the sake of the common people, I have no choice but to take the lead!"

"For the sake of the righteous path, we should consider this matter carefully. Please forgive me!"

Some of the older folks have already left. The number of older folks who came to the Yu family this time far exceeded the number of young people. Many of them had no younger relatives here. Their original intention was to come to the Yu family to seize land and resources. Seeing that the situation was out of control, they left without any regrets.

Some of their own younger relatives perished inside. The evil spirits here were no match for them anymore. They even wished that the remaining young people from other families would die as soon as possible, so they would feel more at ease. They left quite swiftly.

"Boom!"

The enormous being was now visible; it was a mountain of flesh covered in maggots, making it impossible to discern its true form. Perhaps, due to its long period of decay and proliferation, even it itself could not tell what kind of being it was.

Wherever it went, large numbers of white and yellow maggots fell off, like a waterfall cascading down, and the large area of ​​wriggling under its feet resembled flowing water.

Ling Zhuxing: "Can the lamp be lit a second time?"

Tao Wanli: "The timing of lighting the lamps again depends on the circumstances. If we had done it earlier, we might have been fine. But in the current situation, even if we admit defeat, we will suffer the consequences of karma and may end up in a state worse than death."

Ling Zhuxing: "Actually, it wouldn't be a bad thing if our families paid a little more to help the children get rid of this problem."

The Dragon King's family certainly has the right to say that, given their profound background.

Tao Wanli: "Firstly, the family's resources are not meant to be wasted here. A talented person abandoned by the heavens has lost the necessity for the family to continue investing in him. Secondly, you have to ask these children if they are willing to admit defeat."

Ling Zhuxing: "It is fate's will; destiny is fickle."

At this moment, Tao Zhuming stood up and walked towards Ling Wuxing.

"Brother Zhao, have you seen him?"

"No, Brother Zhao, I'm afraid..."

"No, judging from Brother Zhao's appearance, it seems that he has no intention of going deeper into this mansion at all."

"Where is he now?"

"Who knows."

“Look, the old folks are starting to leave.”

"I just counted, and the old guys have probably lost just as many as we young guys. How many of them can you take out?"

"How many? Brother, you think too highly of me. Just one. Before that old bastard died, he pulled off one of my ears."

"I only have one."

"You seem quite relaxed."

"It's an act. I'm seriously injured right now."

"The wound on his chest and the charred skin on his bald head were not the work of a demon beast."

"Then let's count them all as one."

"That piece of meat being fed by the old servant looks a bit old."

“That counts as one too. But if we count them this way, the numbers don’t add up. Either someone died with the old man, or someone killed more than one old man, two, or even three.”

"Who is the old man among those guys who can kill three old men?"

"It's pretty scary, really. But if one of them hadn't died and had gotten in, maybe it would have been okay."

"You mean that one from the Chen family? She could very well be one."

"The people from the Four Mysteries Sect have disappeared and died in Luoyang City without a trace. They must have left a mark on her behind our backs, trying to hunt her down and kill her for themselves, but they were killed instead."

This means that either the Chen family member is stronger than we thought, or there's another group protecting her.

"I had my suspicions when the museum's array collapsed that day, but Zhao Yi and Lu Xuan both said that it was the Yu family's demonic beasts attacking the array from the outside."

"Don't listen to their nonsense. If even demonic beasts can use formations, how will our elders ever be able to break into the Yu family?"

"They're here, they're here, what do we do?"

"I will not admit defeat. Besides, at this point, turning on the lights again is worse than dying."

"That's what I think too."

After their eyes met, the two stood up, each facing their elders, Tao Wanli and Ling Zhuxing, and bowed, saying:

"The calamity that befell the Yu family will spread to the world. We thank the elder for upholding the dignity of our Dragon King clan and for the righteous path, and for helping us to guard the gate for all living beings!"

Tao Wanli: "..." Ling Zhuxing: "..."

The two old men's hearts immediately skipped a beat.

Previously, in the ancestral home, due to the heavy karma associated with those who had traveled the river, these old folks would try their best to avoid meeting their younger relatives.

Just now, the two sides were clearly separated, each standing in their own circle without even exchanging greetings, for fear of not being able to maintain the proper balance.

When the two young men made their direct plea to them, an ominous feeling quickly rose in their hearts. They knew that karma was beginning to pull them into their clutches.

These two little bastards used "thank you" instead of "please," they're trying to drag them down with them as scapegoats!

The young man with the gun turned around and saluted an elderly man with gray hair carrying two wooden guns behind him:
"This unworthy descendant, Xu Mofan, begs his uncle to consider the plight of the people and help us guard the gate!"

The old man drew a wooden spear, planted it on the ground, and said calmly:
"As it should be!"

The old man had two wooden spears, one of which was stained red, green, and black, as if the shaft itself had absorbed blood. This was the spear he used to kill demons.

The old man was now using a wooden spear with a pure wood body and a snow-white tassel; it was meant for killing.

In this way, he was demonstrating that he had never harmed any young people in the Yu family's ancestral home.

The scholar put down his calloused hand, wiped his mouth, and called out to those behind him:

"Zhu Yiwen is unfilial. I must ask my aunt to die here with me today."

An old woman in the back, dressed in very rustic clothes and with a flower pinned to her head, sighed and said:
"Sigh, I shouldn't have come. I deserve my worthless life."

The bald man blew on the charred skin he had just torn off his head and laughed:
"Damn it, which of you killed my short, fat uncle so early?"

Most of the old folks have left, but a few are still here.

Although not explicitly stated, the attitude was clear.

Actually, those who left earlier weren't all cowards. Rather, after the incident where the sky suddenly turned dark at the Yu family's ancestral home, the already weak cohesion of the group disintegrated.

In a group of people, who just attacked whose younger member? How do you coordinate such a team and ensure everyone works together as one?
Xu Fengzhi tossed the wooden spear, pointing it at Tao Wanli and Ling Zhuxing, who were standing there without having spoken, and sneered:
"Ah, I grew up listening to stories of the Dragon Kings throughout history. My childhood dream was to one day stand behind the Dragon King, just like the characters in the stories, and slay demons and monsters for the human world."

"This Dragon King's household has truly disappointed this old man!"

Tao Wanli: "Do we need to say more as we stand here?"

Ling Zhuxing: "If we really wanted to leave, we would have left long ago. Now, does that mean we can't leave?"

Xu Fengzhi looked at Tao Zhuming and Ling Wuxing:

"The Dragon King's household should prioritize all responsibilities and difficulties, and treat the entire family as the first day of office."

Alas, since the decline of Dragon King Qin and Dragon King Liu, the righteous spirit of the martial world has probably been halved.

In my eyes, neither of them is as good as their own two children.

Tao Wanli: "Stop with the fancy words, let's see what you've got."

Ling Zhuxing: "The matter is urgent today, so I forgive you."

"Boom!"

It's here, very close. The biggest one, with its flesh maggots already flung over here.

Tao Zhuming and Ling Wuxing each led their men down the steps, preparing to meet the enemy.

The scholar took a book out of his bamboo basket and began to flip through it.

Xu Mofan flicked his spear and stood in front of his maid.

The bald man stood up, rubbed his hands together, and cursed, "Damn it, what a disgusting thing."

The elderly men behind also stepped forward and stood behind the young men, including Tao Wanli and Ling Zhuxing.

Everyone is making a final wait; this may be the last battle of their lives.

Suddenly, a small figure darted out from some unknown crack in the ground ahead, shooting straight up and crashing into the enormous evil spirit.

"boom!"

The enormous evil spirit actually collapsed upon impact.

But the swarming maggots immediately moved swiftly and orderly, forming cages or instruments of torture, ready to strangle the tiny figure.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Two cold glints appeared, cutting an opening in the maggot wall; it was the Liang sisters coming to their aid.

Vines rose from the ground, attempting to block the massive number of maggots.

Finally, a figure soared into the air.

Zhao Yi turned around and looked at the gate of the Yu family not far behind him, where many acquaintances he had met recently were gathered.

The purpose of quickly scanning through them wasn't to say hello, but to see if the person surnamed Li was inside.

Thankfully, the man surnamed Li wasn't there.

If the man surnamed Li were here right now, preparing for a final, desperate resistance, he would feel that this wave was truly doomed.

Seeing that he couldn't see anyone surnamed Li, Zhao Yi immediately felt much more at ease.

He hadn't intended to be the first to stick his neck out, but Chen Jing, after going astray in his cultivation, became like a dog seeing a bone when it came to evil spirits.

There was no other way; he had no choice but to lead his men to support Chen Jing. He couldn't let his precious child, whom he had painstakingly nurtured, die before he could even enjoy the fruits of his labor.

But, since we're already here, we might as well go up.

Zhao Yi simply let out a long howl:

"Zhao Yi of Jiujiang, guarding the gates for the common people, swears to never retreat!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the burly man on the other side rose up again, his maggots forming a giant maw, attempting to swallow everyone in front of him whole.

Zhao Yi reached the top of the giant creature, formed hand seals, and slammed his fist down on its head.

"Roar!"

An angry roar rang out.

Next, a large number of maggots turned into flies, which flew around. These flies had soft bodies and would burst open if touched, splashing out liquid that was highly corrosive.

Zhao Yi: "Xu Ming, wooden wall!"

Xu Ming slammed his hands on the ground, and wooden stakes rose up one by one, trying to shield his companions, but at this speed, it was clearly too late.

Just then, a figure crashed down, and wherever she passed, all the flies exploded, but not a drop of juice spilled out, minimizing the damage. Moreover, she promptly erected a barrier for everyone.

Lin Shuyou wielded his double maces, his figure spinning and leaving afterimages, before smashing them into the wall of maggots, piercing through the big guy.

Runsheng, below, plunged a Yellow River shovel into the rotting sole of the opponent's foot and struggled to lift it up. Chen Jing, covered in blood, burst out from inside and punched the foot.

With the combined efforts of Chen Jing and Runsheng, the big guy landed hard on the ground again.

Tan Wenbin, whose body resembled an ape and exuded a bloody aura, leaped onto the face of the big man. He was terrified by the twisted and ferocious eyeball!

And he didn't forget to shout it out:
"The Chen family of the Dragon King, guarding the gates for the common people, swear to never retreat!"

At the main gate of the Yu family, the crowd that had been on high alert was caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, with everyone rushing forward and starting a fight.

Although they were determined not to light the lamps again or retreat, deep down they were somewhat pessimistic.

Xu Fengzhi laughed loudly: "This Zhao Yi of Jiujiang is indeed as rumored in the martial arts world. A hero should act like a hero! Dragon King Chen, thankfully, since Qin Liu, this martial arts world still has a Dragon King's faction willing to take the initiative to take responsibility!"

At this moment, beams of red light fell, striking Zhao Yi, Tan Wenbin, and the others who were fighting the large evil spirit. They immediately felt warm all over and had an inexhaustible sense of strength.

Tao Wanli: "This is the Yu family's grand formation bestowing blessings and protection upon people!"

Ling Zhuxing: "A meritorious opportunity, a meritorious opportunity indeed!"

Tao Zhuming, Ling Wuxing, Xu Moran, the scholar, and the bald man's eyes immediately burned with fervor, and they rushed forward with their men to block the evil spirits that followed.

The red light appeared again, shining on them one by one, but in terms of both brightness and duration, it was far inferior to the first batch.

This made them feel very unbalanced, because they had no intention of backing down, but just because they didn't fight the first wave of attacks, they couldn't get to eat the fattest crab meat and could only gnaw on a crab leg.

At this moment, although the advance of these evil spirits was blocked, the situation did not fundamentally change.

The massive evil spirit, facing Zhao Yi and Chen Xiyuan, was repeatedly overturned and knocked down, but its momentum had not yet weakened.

The same was true for the other evil spirits; the river-walking teams could only barely stop them, let alone defeat them.

Furthermore, as the fighting continues, their situation is becoming increasingly dangerous.

This is also why everyone felt despair before. Every evil spirit inside was personally sealed by the Dragon King. Even if they are not as powerful as they used to be, they are not easy to kill. Otherwise, the Dragon King would not have needed to bring them back to suppress them in his ancestral home.

You may be able to hold them off for a while, but in the end, it will still be you who perishes at the hands of evil.

Xu Fengzhi: "When vying for supremacy in the river, sometimes it all comes down to momentum. Whoever gets the momentum first gains the upper hand. As the Dragon King, I should take the lead and forge ahead bravely!"

My Mofan's gun is just missing that sharp edge!

"Mofan, your great-uncle will personally teach you!"

Xu Fengzhi's spear tip grazed his palm, blood gushing out and staining the wooden spear red. Then he leaped up, man and spear, charging and crashing like a dragon.

One's own faction must not interfere with the actions of those who have taken the river route; this is an ironclad rule, and those who violate it will suffer karmic retribution. Xu Fengzhi was too lazy to calculate whether doing so was to save the common people or to help his own group of people who had taken the river route; he didn't care anymore.

Each of his shots temporarily repelled an evil spirit; the guns were like fire, and flames actually burned on his body.

From the very beginning, he ignited the aging blood and qi in his body, along with his remaining lifespan, and poured them into this spear technique.

The purpose is to help these people relieve some of their stress temporarily, so that they can catch their breath.

As for the cause and effect, Xu Fengzhi only hoped that Heaven would have eyes and let him die so that the debt would be cleared and his family would not be implicated.

Just as he fired a shot that pierced the big guy's body and incinerated a large number of maggots, he happened to see Chen Xiyuan smash a large dent into the big guy's head with her flute.

Xu Fengzhi: "This is the Dragon King's child!"

The scattered maggots coalesced into figures that were either human or beast, and pounced on the crowd.

But in the next moment, black ribbons wrapped around them all and then exploded.

Zhao Yi opened his arms, letting his natural dark skin return to fill the bloodied body.

So cruel!

Xu Fengzhi: "Zhao Yi, that Zhao family from Jiujiang, is not good enough for you!"

Immediately, Xu Fengzhi flicked his spear tip, swiftly slicing the big guy in half from top to bottom. Then, he leaped high into the air, piercing the big guy's chest with the spear tip, and then twisted it with all his might!
A raging pillar of fire was swiftly pulled out, and the big guy let out a shrill scream.

Its torn body decomposed into more maggots, which then turned into a thick liquid that spread out, attempting to reshape its bloated and enormous body in this way.

The first place to gather should be the heart area. Xu Fengzhi was about to go there when he found Runsheng standing there, with his arms crossed, throwing a punch.

The powerful shockwaves, layer upon layer, shattered the vortex that should have been gathering around the heart.

This directly and severely hindered the return of the large evil spirit.

Xu Fengzhi's eyes widened; he recognized the technique of generating energy waves.

This time, however, he didn't shout it out as before. Instead, he glanced back and then burst into laughter before charging at the next evil spirit with his gun.

The old woman wearing a flower in her hair and several other elderly people rushed forward. The old woman took out a pair of embroidery needles and pierced them directly into her body. Then she clapped her hands together and pushed back a zombie that was rushing towards her.

Tao Wanli: "What's going on? They're using secret techniques right off the bat, are they aiming for certain death?"

Ling Zhuxing: "This is a tribute to the Dragon King, choosing a final chapter for myself."

Tao Wanli: "If we are to pay tribute, it should be to our own ancestors."

Ling Zhuxing: "It's hard to believe that you could actually say such a thing."

Tao Wanli: "Forget it. In my life, I've done quite a lot of dirty things, wrong things, and petty things. Now that I'm done, I'll wash myself clean. Will I have the face to meet my ancestors after I die?"

Ling Zhuxing: "Same question."

With the addition of these old guys, the situation has indeed improved a lot; at least, a temporary balance has been maintained.

However, this balance was far too fragile. When the Taoist priest, dressed in a kasaya and wearing a Taoist crown, appeared, with a whisk in his left hand and a vajra pestle in his right, he almost single-handedly overturned the situation.

Among evil spirits, there are also differences in strength. Although they all suffer from suppression and killing, these evil spirits evolved by people from the Xuanmen sect are often better at resisting the erosion from formations and the passage of time.

However, at that moment, a large seal slammed into the evil cultivator, crushing his upper body. Then, a lightning whip lashed out, sending him flying.

Tao Wanli: "You short guys can deal with this yourselves."

Ling Zhuxing: "The big guy, hand him over to the Dragon King's family!"

……

"Outside, the fighting is quite intense, but unfortunately, all they are doing now is in vain. They can't even kill these people in front of them; they can only wear them down."

Moreover, those Dragon King stone tablets are about to crumble, and a large number of evil spirits will swarm in then, hehe.”

Di Ting stood beside the boy with his hands behind his back.

The boy sat cross-legged in front of Yu Dibei, his legs completely soaked in blood.

Li Zhuiyuan disliked the greasy feeling, especially with an old dog nearby that kept nagging.

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at him and said:
"If you keep nagging, believe me, I'll make you go and help them stop the evil spirits."

Di Ting: "What utterly ridiculous joke are you talking about?"

These evil spirits were released by him personally, and the situation here was entirely his doing.

Li Zhuiyuan: "If I threatened you with not helping you revive Yu Tiannan, would you refuse?"

Di Ting: "Hehehe, do you dare?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Take a close look with your left eye. A true Di Ting should be able to distinguish whether I dare to do it or not."

Di Ting's left eye began to glow with gold; it was truly watching.

Li Zhuiyuan also opened up to him, letting his guard down.

Then, Di Ting's expression changed.

It saw in the boy's eyes a pure indifference and ruthlessness, not a pretense, but the most authentic side. In other words, the boy's previous behavior was more like a pretense against his true nature.

He really dares.

What about the common people, what about partners, what about the big picture, what about going down the river? If I'm willing to gamble with him, he really dares to gamble with me.

In the game of courage, you've already lost when you see your opponent's hole card, which is higher than yours.

Di Ting: "What exactly are you?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Shut up."

Listen attentively in silence.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and placed his fingertips on Yu Dibei's forehead, then closed his eyes.

The next moment, Li Zhuiyuan appeared in Yu Dibei's consciousness.

This place is very solid, very detailed, and very meticulous, which is why it has become a shackle that confines the northern part of Yu.

This is the Yu family home.

The Yu family of the past.

Standing on the street of the Yu family's ancestral home, you can see many people and animals.

There was also an animal behind Li Zhuiyuan, a small yellow dog.

The old dog came in too.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and glanced at it.

The old dog disappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan walked into a courtyard next door. It was far from the Yu family ancestral hall, which proved that the people living here were not the core members of the Yu family.

Pushing open the door and entering the courtyard, Li Zhuiyuan saw a little boy huddled by the well, hugging his arms and trembling.

He is not Yu Tiannan, he is Yu Dibei.

Li Zhuiyuan's arrival startled Yu Dibei, who cried out in alarm. However, after recognizing the newcomer, the panic in Yu Dibei's eyes subsided slightly, and he asked in confusion:

"I think I remember you, but who are you?"

Yu Dibei was a simple person, as pure as a blank sheet of paper. When his brain was suddenly filled with such a huge amount of memories, especially the "Dragon King's experience", his self-awareness was seriously diluted.

For example, he can't remember who he is right now.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down in front of Yu Dibei and said to him:
“My surname is Li, and my name is Li Zhuiyuan. We know each other.”

Do we really know each other?

"Ah."

"Then you're my friend?"

"We exchanged books."

"Then we are friends."

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand, wanting to touch Yu Dibei's brow.

The simplest way is to hypnotize Yu Dibei and then use the Black Book Secret Technique, which I am skilled in, to modify his cognition and make him believe that he is Yu Tiannan.

But Li Zhuiyuan's hand stopped just before it touched Yu Dibei's forehead.

Yu Dibei: What's wrong with you?

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's nothing."

A person who has been deceived cannot live the entire life of Yu Tiannan.

If I did that, I would be making the same mistake as the old dog.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked towards the door.

Yu Dibei: "Are you leaving?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'm not leaving, I'll be right back."

Yu Dibei: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back and play with me."

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the courtyard and back onto the street. Facing the empty street, the boy spoke:

"You come out."

The little yellow dog reappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can go in now."

The little yellow dog looked puzzled, but still went inside.

"Ha, Little Yellow!"

Upon seeing the little yellow dog, Yu Dibei, who had been curled up in the corner, immediately pounced on it, wrapped it in his arms, and gently stroked it.

"Little Yellow, Little Yellow, Little Yellow..."

A slight shimmer appeared in the little yellow dog's eyes.

It was Yu Tiannan's dog, but it also accompanied Yu Dibei as he grew up.

Its loyalty is only to Yu Tiannan, but Yu Dibei, who has almost forgotten who he is, still remembers the feeling of being with him day and night, which makes it hard not to be moved.

Of course, the sensation was only momentary, and its dog eyes immediately returned to calm.

It's just a body that I carefully selected for my master. How can it be worthy of being compared to my master?

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Yu Dibei and extended his hand: "I'll take you to a fun place."

"it is good."

Yu Dibei handed his hand to Li Zhuiyuan to hold, still holding his beloved little yellow dog in his arms.

The Yu family ancestral home is now peaceful and tranquil, so there is naturally no danger there.

However, because this place is so realistic, some restrictions and formations also exist.

Li Zhuiyuan led Yu Dibei to the back gate of the Yu family. The young man stepped forward and personally activated the formation, and the stone gate slowly opened.

Yu Dibei: "It's so dark inside, where are we going?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Didn't I tell you to go to a fun place?"

Yu Dibei: "But I'm so scared."

While avoiding Yu Dibei's gaze, Li Zhuiyuan secretly pinched the little yellow dog hard.

The little yellow dog glared at Li Zhuiyuan.

But just as Li Zhuiyuan was about to pinch him a second time, the little yellow dog jumped out of Yu Dibei's arms and ran into the depths of the tunnel.

"Little Yellow, Little Yellow, Little Yellow!"

"Little Yellow ran away, shall I take you to chase after Little Yellow?"

"it is good!"

"You follow behind me."

Two boys ran together in the dark tunnel.

Actually, in terms of age, Yu Dibei is not even five years old now, and Li Zhuiyuan is a much older brother in his eyes.

On both sides of the passageway are the entrances to tombs. The environment here is so bad that even an adult would be terrified if left here, let alone a child.

But with his obsession to find Xiao Huang, Yu Dibei overcame his inner fears.

The little yellow dog running ahead discovered that as it ran, the surrounding environment continued to expand and extend.

This place is outside its memory. It knows that the Yu family has a "burial garden", but it has never been here before.

Therefore, the scenes appearing here at this moment are all memories grafted from the boy.

They ran and chased each other until they finally arrived at the back exit.

To save effort and time, the exit leads to a dry riverbed and a concrete bridge.

Li Zhuiyuan skipped a step.

The little yellow dog stood waiting under the bridge arch.

"Little Yellow, I see you, Little Yellow!"

Li Zhuiyuan let go of Yu Dibei's hand, allowing him to run over on his own.

The little yellow dog's gaze, however, fell on Li Zhuiyuan.

It knew what was going on inside, but it didn't know why the boy would weave another village within the scope of the memories it had provided.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the area under the bridge, leaving no room for doubt.

The little yellow dog had no choice but to crawl into the bridge arch, and Yu Dibei followed suit.

He returned to the village and saw the rice paddies, the river, the wooden houses, and the old cow and squirrel that he didn't recognize but felt very familiar with.

Yu Dibei stood there blankly, his eyes filled with confusion.

Li Zhuiyuan walked in, and the little yellow dog came to his feet:

"What are you doing?"

“I intend to tell him who he is.”

"He is Yu Tiannan, he is my master!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "How can someone who doesn't even know who he is become a Dragon King? He's not even qualified to be the Dragon King's shadow."

Little yellow dog: "Heh, let me tell you in advance, although I have lived here with this kid for many years, I have no memory of living here with him in my mind."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It doesn't matter, I can make it up."

Little yellow dog: "Then aren't you deceiving people too?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't want to erase his memories; I want to help him find himself again."

Little yellow dog: "I don't understand what you mean."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's normal that you don't understand, you stupid dog."

The little yellow dog bared its teeth at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't take it seriously and walked directly towards the hillside.

When they first entered the village, Yu Dibei was standing on this spot and quickly spotted them.

This is indeed an excellent lookout point, offering a panoramic view of the village.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down.

Previously, he had only completed the initial exterior landscape and simple animal arrangements. Next, he began to weave together Grandpa, Lion God, Tiger God...

In the past, when needed, Li Zhuiyuan could perform memory recall on his own, and he could completely replicate the village in reality.

There is a gap in time between this area and the present-day small area of ​​Yudibei.

But it doesn't matter, Li Zhuiyuan can follow Yu Dibei's senses.

For example, if the Lion King he saw wasn't this old, Li Zhuiyuan would immediately make the Lion King younger; if he saw someone who didn't yet exist, Li Zhuiyuan would make him disappear.

Just as Li Zhuiyuan just told the little yellow dog, he wasn't erasing Yu Dibei's memories; he was acting like a psychologist, helping Yu Dibei find his lost self.

However, the method he used was slightly more advanced than hypnotherapy.

The little yellow dog came up to Li Zhuiyuan, about to say something.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed down: "Go down and keep him company. You remember what you looked like as a little puppy, right? I need you to go down and be the trigger for him to regain his memories."

The little yellow dog bared its teeth again and ran down the hillside.

The day passed just like that. It was awkward and often got stuck. Li Zhuiyuan subtly corrected anything that didn't suit Yu Dibei's wishes, trying his best to recreate the atmosphere of his first day in the village.

On the first night, Yu Dibei fell asleep.

The little yellow dog returned to the hillside: "Are you planning to stay here and slowly reminisce about him until he grows up?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go back."

The little yellow dog endured it, returned to the village, jumped onto the bed, turned back into a puppy, and slept beside Yu Dibei. Then, dawn broke.

Next, all actions began to accelerate, and at an increasingly unbelievable speed.

The villagers and animals couldn't detect it, nor could Yu Dibei; only the little yellow dog could sense it.

As the sun and moon rise and the years pass, the rice around Li Zhuiyuan ripens again and again.

In reality, Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting face-to-face with Yu Dibei in a pool of blood, had a nosebleed.

The sheer volume of calculations was astonishing. It was fortunate that the young man had received supplements and refinements from Ming Qiushui; otherwise, he would have already gone blind from exhaustion after performing surgery on the Yu family members in the animal shed.

However, this effect gradually began to appear.

As Yu Dibei grew older, he spent more and more time daydreaming every day.

This means that he is gradually finding himself again.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he was close to success.

But he couldn't hold on any longer.

Letting him quickly read through someone's life is fine, but to constantly modify and weave someone's life based on that person's senses, even if that person is very young, is still too heavy for a teenager.

I need to replenish myself now, otherwise I won't be able to hold on until I successfully find myself again in Yudibei.

When Yu Dibei was in a daze at the age of fifteen, Li Zhuiyuan stopped the memory.

The little yellow dog arrived at the hillside and found Li Zhuiyuan:
"What kind of secret technique did you use? This is definitely not the method of that memory demon!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Could you help me keep things in order here for now? I'll be right back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhuiyuan disappeared.

In reality, the boy opened his eyes.

A strong sense of weakness immediately overwhelmed him. The boy wiped the blood from his nose, opened his mouth, and gasped for breath.

He needs to be supplemented.

At this point, Jianlibao was useless.

The boy took out a blank book, but before turning the pages, he looked up and saw Ming Yuwan soaking in a pool of blood.

Li Zhuiyuan staggered to Ming Yuwan's side. She was still alive, but her body was completely sealed.

The boy placed his palm on Ming Yuwan's head and closed his eyes.

The old dog's ban was thorough; it didn't even spare his soul.

Li Zhuiyuan appeared in Ming Yuwan's consciousness, looking at the bound woman in front of him.

Ming Yuwan: "Who are you?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'm here to save you."

A white flame appeared in the boy's palm, intending to use it to burn away the imprisonment on Ming Yuwan's soul.

But when she saw that her family's secret technique had been mastered by a stranger, Ming Yuwan's eyes widened, and a strong sense of crisis followed.

"Click..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Alright, I've released your soul from its shackles. Now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Zhuiyuan felt a chill run down his spine.

He turned around and saw the second Ming Yuwan standing behind him with a cold expression.

With an indifferent expression, Ming Yuwan had already raised her fingertips and placed them against the boy's brow.

"I can sense that you have ill intentions!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I came to save you, you shouldn't do this."

With a cold expression, Ming Yuwan said, "You can't fool me. My intuition is right."

Li Zhuiyuan countered with a question:

"Then what can you do?"

Your physical body is currently still sealed; I have only released your soul, and even that soul is extremely weak.

With a cold expression, Ming Yuwan said, "Now I will be the fuel to ignite your soul, disrupt your cultivation realm, and shape your inner demons!"

One after another, the indifferent figures of Ming Yuwan appeared, their fingers all pointing at the boy in the very center.

The real Ming Yuwan's soul began to burn, providing energy for this secret technique.

Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the younger generation might not use the same methods as the elders, but the younger generation would definitely learn the elders' trump cards, especially the one who considers himself the family's contemporary genius, Zou Jiangzhe.

Gradually, the indifferent-faced woman finally noticed the problem and spoke up:

"No, why didn't it nurture his inner demons, but instead nurtured them!"
Stop! Stop right now!
What's going on? Why can't I stop? Why can't I stop?!

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and said calmly:

"It was you who attacked me first."

When the boy opened his eyes again in the council hall, he saw Ming Yuwan lying in a pool of blood, gradually decaying.

Her soul had been completely transformed into nourishment, absorbed by her own "inner demon."

"Ming Family products are much better than Jianlibao."

Li Zhuiyuan walked back to Yu Dibei, sat down cross-legged, placed his fingers on Yu Dibei's forehead, and closed his eyes.

The boy returned to that hillside once again.

Little yellow dog: "You've recovered again?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Continue."

The little yellow dog ran down the hillside, and memories continued to flip rapidly.

Finally, one day, after he finished daydreaming in Yudibei, he came out of the village and went up to the hillside.

He said to Li Zhuiyuan:

"I remember who I am."

When the little yellow dog ran over, Yu Dibei's face no longer showed joy, but instead revealed a complicated expression.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You said you were willing to give everything, as long as the village could have a bright future."

Yu Dibei: "Yes, I said that, and that's what I think now."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the village entrance: "Then walk out of here and into that passageway. There is a stone door inside. After passing through that door, you will experience firsthand the life of a dragon king of the Yu family."

You will get lost during this time, you will temporarily forget who you are, as if you have been in a dream.

In this dream, you might vaguely believe that you are the Dragon King of the Yu family.

And we,
Now you are needed to create this dream, to allow the Dragon King of the Yu family to briefly return.

Don't worry, this dream will end.

Yu Dibei: "Even if you don't wake up, it's okay."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the little yellow dog on the ground and said:
"For that Dragon King, it would be too cruel to not wake up from this dream."

Yu Dibei nodded and walked towards the village entrance. When he left the village, he transformed from a young man back into a child.

Following Li Zhuiyuan's instructions, he entered the passageway and arrived at the stone gate. This time, he was no longer afraid or apprehensive. He returned to the Yu family and to that small courtyard.

In the courtyard stood a boy of the same age as him.

Yu Dibei walked over and merged with the boy's figure.

Outside, the father's voice could be heard:

"Tiannan, come out quickly and come with your father!"

Yu Dibei ran out of the courtyard: "Father, what is it?"

"Have you forgotten? Today is the day the clan's animal pens are opened, allowing you to choose your companion beasts."

"Haha, I'm going to have a monster too! I'm going to have a monster too!"

In reality, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes.

Di Ting also opened his eyes, glanced at Ming Yuwan who was already rotting in the pool of blood, and asked in confusion:
"Between you and me, who is the evil spirit?"

An invisible pressure was constantly gathering on Yu Dibei's body, and ripples spread out from the blood-red surface.

This means that Yu Dibei is gradually integrating Yu Tiannan's memories from a first-person perspective, and the correct approach has begun.

Di Ting: "There's something I must remind you of. You did solve my initial problem, but it also created new problems."

Because you allowed Yu Dibei to retain his own identity, which is what you call dreaming. In the dream, my master can indeed return, but he will lack the indomitable spirit of the Dragon King.

Di Ting pointed to the seal that had been collectively placed on Yu Dibei's forehead by the evil spirits:

"The person in the dream may not be able to break these seals."

At this moment, a series of booming sounds came from afar, and the Dragon King stone tablet was completely shattered, and the Dragon King tablet on the offering table was also split in two.

This means that the spirits of the Yu family's Dragon Kings throughout the ages have completely dissipated.

Di Ting: "In the end, it was all for nothing. I will never see you again!"

Li Zhuiyuan opened his palm, and a ball of blue light appeared, radiating an aura unique to the Dragon King's spirit.

The boy placed his palm against Yu Dibei, whose eyes were still closed.
He opened his mouth and said:

"Junior Li Zhuiyuan, please invite the Dragon King of the Zhao Family."

For the sake of the common people, for the sake of the righteous path,
Let's fight one more time!

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It wasn't that Long deliberately cut off the chapter here; he had been writing all day, and by the time he got to this point, he didn't have enough time or enough words for the chapter.

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(End of this chapter)