Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 381

The knife fell.

Li Zhuiyuan could see himself reflected in the other's armor.

Looking at myself, I saw a straight black line appear, starting from my left eye, diagonally downwards, extending across my neck, across my chest, and finally down to my right leg.

Immediately afterwards, the black line gradually thickened, and red overflowed from it. His body began to separate, and the perspective slid, like two building blocks that were stacked together, smoothly disintegrating.

"Clap!"

The sound of the car hitting the ground, and the sticky smell of blood constantly seeping out.

The surrounding banquets and parties continued, with the sounds of music and laughter clearly audible.

The boy blinked.

After delivering the final blow, the armored figure turned and walked back to its previous seat.

The knife, stained with its own blood, was returned to its scabbard hanging on the pillar.

The armor settled down again, and the previously stretched joints contracted back to their original position.

Beneath the dark helmet, there were two eerie shadows.

And that voice rang out once more:
You no longer have the chance, nor the time.

God willing,

You are no longer allowed to live.

The surrounding scenery began to distort, like a large rock being thrown into a calm lake.

In an instant, Li Zhuiyuan's senses returned to reality.

He stood at the doorway, while inside, in a corner, were Mr. Zhai and Engineer Luo eating their boxed lunches together, facing each other.

The boy raised his right hand, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and yawned.

That was his only response to the illusion he had just experienced.

There was no fear, no panic, no confusion.

Li Zhuiyuan walked in again, smiling as he spoke:

"Hello, teachers."

Old Master Zhai smiled kindly: "Haha, my good student has arrived."

Engineer Luo turned around, pointed at the disposable chopsticks in his hand at the approaching boy, and said:
“Mr. Zhai, I respect you, but Xiao Yuan is my student.”

Professor Zhai: "I am now also a teacher at this university."

Engineer Luo: "Xiao Yuan was able to get into this university because I went to his high school principal's office to talk to him."

Old Zhai: "Stingy."

Engineer Luo: "It depends on the person."

Old Zhai: "Xiao Yuan, have you eaten?"

Engineer Luo: "You must have just arrived. Here, there's another boxed lunch. If you hadn't come soon, I would have eaten it."

Li Zhuiyuan sat down at the table. Old Zhai helped him remove the packaging from the chopsticks and opened them. He then picked up the two chopsticks and rubbed them several times to make sure there were no splinters before handing them over.

Engineer Luo helped open the lunchbox and, while he was at it, took several pieces of braised pork from his own portion and put them in.

Disposable chopsticks, a white plastic lunchbox, braised gluten with pork, stir-fried green beans with shredded pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a hearty serving of rice—you don't even need to taste it; just looking at it makes it smell delicious.

Li Zhuiyuan started eating.

Old Zhai and Engineer Luo had finished eating. They each offered a cigarette, lit it, and tacitly stopped talking.

In the past, Li Zhuiyuan tended to eat slowly and carefully at home because A Li always ate in a very organized manner.

Now that both elders are waiting for him, he naturally has to "initiate a spirit mediumship" and ask "Chen Xiyuan" to possess him.

Old Zhai and Engineer Luo would occasionally turn their heads to glance at the boy, then turn back, exhale their cigarettes, and reveal knowing smiles.

Older people generally enjoy watching young people eat.

It's as if I'm seeing my past self, who used to be a big eater, and reminiscing about my lost youth.

Li Zhuiyuan finished eating and put down his chopsticks.

Engineer Luo: "Is this enough? Do you want more?"

Old Zhai interrupted, "There aren't any left. You ate two portions by yourself."

Engineer Luo: "You ordered too little."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'm full, I can't eat anymore."

Engineer Luo gestured: "You kid, you can't eat as much as I could when I was young. When I was your age, I could eat three bowls of rice in one sitting, with the bowl this big and the rice piled high."

Mr. Zhai: "Back then, we were short of oil and fat, so we ate as much staple food as we wanted, and everyone had a big belly."

Engineer Luo: "Xiao Yuan, do you remember the civil defense project I told you about?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I remember, it's a Goguryeo tomb."

Engineer Luo: "This project has been officially restarted, and I have invited Professor Zhai to participate in it. Liangliang is in charge of organization and coordination, and you were personally selected by Professor Zhai to work with him on theoretical research."

Mr. Zhai: "To put it simply, it's just a matter of organizing and summarizing some information."

Engineer Luo: "Looking back now, we suffered because of this."

Old Zhai nodded.

Just then, Luo's pager went off. He glanced down at it, shook his head, and looked regretful.

"I was planning to chat with you some more, Xiao Yuan, and then come to my house tonight so your teacher's wife can cook for you. Well, that's all gone now. Xiao Yuan, if you need anything, just tell Liang Liang. If you don't understand anything, ask your teacher, Teacher Zhai."

Engineer Luo stood up and left in a hurry, which was typical of him; he was always very busy.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and watched Engineer Luo leave.

Mr. Zhai: "He has it tough too. He can count on one hand the number of times he can have a proper meal all year round."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Were you like this when you were young?"

Old Zhai smiled and said, "Yes, that's how it is for everyone, but he's better at teaching students than I am."

If you have excellent skills and are willing to compete, you will be very happy to be a student of Professor Luo. He is willing to provide you with resources and pave the way for you to reach a higher stage.

Old Master Zhai was like a kind and benevolent patriarch.

A thick file folder was taken out of the drawer by Old Zhai and placed in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Can I take it back to see?"

Mr. Zhai: "Yes, the real secret isn't on top of it."

Li Zhuiyuan put the file bag away.

Old Zhai stood up and walked to the window. Outside was a flowerbed, and the sunlight was just right, casting a very long shadow of Old Zhai.

Li Zhuiyuan followed and stood behind Elder Zhai.

Mr. Zhai: "Your teacher wanted to give you special training, which is why he brought you into this project."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I understand the teacher's guidance and support."

Mr. Zhai: "No need to rush. Although the project has been restarted, it will still take some time to truly implement and advance it. I estimate it will take another month."

Having learned from last time, this time we'll proceed with a step-by-step survey and exploration of the surrounding area. Xiao Yuan, please be careful.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Aren't you going?"

Mr. Zhai: "Of course I will go."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'm definitely safe with you by my side."

Mr. Zhai: "That's not necessarily true."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Teacher, what do you need me to do?"

Professor Zhai: "The initial data and literature still need some time to be screened and organized. Once the specific departure date is set, please come over a week in advance to help me prepare the final report."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You're really helping me reduce my burden."

Old Master Zhai reached out and patted the boy's shoulder: "You have to give your senior brothers and sisters room to perform. No matter how smart a person is, their energy is limited, and they can't do everything."

In addition, I now have a conjecture that the Goguryeo tomb involved in that civil defense project is not just a simple burial site, but should involve some kind of sacrificial culture.

At that time, scholars from various related disciplines will be brought together to summarize and discuss theories from different perspectives. I'm getting old, so you'll have to be by my side, helping me remember, think, and understand. After all, your brain is sharp. Good steel should be used where it's needed most.

"Thank you, teacher."

Teacher Zhai: "The three of you all did very well in the last final exam. You are all promising students. Your teacher just praised you for this during dinner."

Li Zhuiyuan: "That's only right."

Professor Zhai: "It's good to get involved in the work early. Combining theory with practice makes learning and progress more efficient. Okay, you've just arrived at the school, so you must have a lot to take care of. Go ahead and get busy."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Goodbye, teacher."

Old Zhai smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the door, and as he walked, the shadow of Elder Zhai beside him kept getting longer and longer.

When Li Zhuiyuan walked out the door, his shadow stopped inside the crack in the door and did not spill out any further.

The boy stopped and looked back inside.

The once spacious and bright space instantly turned into oppressive darkness, with clumps of lava occasionally overflowing, bringing a scorching smell unique to the soul.

In the intermittent light, a tall and imposing figure could be seen, like Elder Zhai, standing there with his back to Li Zhuiyuan.

However, in reality, Mr. Zhai was facing a beautiful view outside the window, while He was facing a cliff.

If you listen carefully, you can hear endless roars and wails from below.

It seems that after the Bodhisattva entered hell, Fengdu Hell, which had been emptied, has returned to its lifeless state and become stagnant once again.

Indeed, there will never be a shortage of ghosts in this world. There are countless ghosts in the underworld alone, not to mention the large number of ghosts in the mortal world who wear human skin.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes darted around, trying to find any trace of Yin Meng within this limited perspective.

I couldn't find it; Mengmeng isn't here.

When he first entered, the armored phantom he saw was clearly the shadow of the Great Emperor, using Elder Zhai's body to warn him in some way.

However, Li Zhuiyuan was still unsure whether this warning was truly accurate and what its purpose was.

The young man and the emperor were only nominally master and disciple.

The master always wants to take advantage of the disciple, fearing that the disciple will be complacent; the disciple also frequently tries to slander the master, fearing that the master is clean.

It can be said that most master-disciple pairs in the world have a deeper bond than these two.

"boom!"

A column of lava erupted from the ground ahead, turning everything in sight crimson.

"Xiao Yuan, is there anything else?"

When the view returned, in the bright and clean former library, Old Zhai had turned around and was looking at the boy who was still standing at the door.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Teacher, do you live in the school's staff quarters?"

Mr. Zhai: "Yes, Unit 2, Building 18 in Block B."

Li Zhuiyuan was very familiar with this location; it was where Grandma Liu used to live with A-Li.

However, after they moved back to their great-grandfather's house in Nantong, that residential compound was cleared out.

"Teacher, may I come to see you tonight?"

"Sure, anytime is fine. Don't worry about disturbing my rest. I'm getting old and need less sleep."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled, waved, and turned to leave.

The Emperor's warning can be put aside for now, because whether Heaven is prepared to eliminate him in advance or no longer wants him as a weapon, it will not affect the young man's ability to continue doing what he is doing.

Do your best first, then leave the rest to fate.

Stepping out of the old library, the midday sun beat down on me, almost blindingly.

Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the residential area.

On the way, we passed the playground and saw freshmen undergoing military training.

Back in his dorm room, which hadn't been lived in for the entire summer, a thin layer of dust had settled on it. Tan Wenbin and the others hadn't returned from their dinner party with Xue Liangliang yet, so Li Zhuiyuan started cleaning it himself.

Just as I finished wiping the table, the dormitory door opened, and Lu Yi stood in the doorway.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, you're back!"

"Ah."

"let me help you."

Li Zhuiyuan did not refuse.

With Lu Yi's help, the dormitory cleaning was completed quickly, and the bedding was taken outside to hang in the sun.

Lu Yi also brought some snacks and water from the store.

"Brother Lu, you've worked hard."

"Not hard, not hard."

"You didn't go home again this summer?"

"I went back home and stayed for half a month, but I got bored, so I went back to school early."

"How's the meat processing plant your parents run?"

"The business is booming, and the two of them practically live and eat at the factory. If I, as their son, went back, I would feel like a burden. That's why I went back to school early to plan the activities for the start of the new semester."

Lu Yi now manages not just one store, but four, all of which are large stores that include stationery, printing, and books. Two of these stores also have newly renovated and furnished activity rooms for university students.

Xue Liangliang provided the funding and the title, while Lu Yi handled the actual operations, and he demonstrated considerable talent in this area.

Just a year ago, during the summer vacation, he had to stay at school to tutor to earn a living due to family difficulties. Now, both he and his family are doing very well.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, how long do you plan to stay at school this time?"

"I won't be able to stay for more than a few days."

"I really envy you guys."

"Aren't you doing well right now?"

“Great, I’ve already decided to go into business full-time after I graduate. But deep down, I still have a little regret, because I had high hopes and expectations when I chose this major.”

"Just do what you like."

"Yes, I like doing business. In the future, I want to open branches, and many more branches! I want to open a store in my hometown, and also in Nantong."

Lu Yi's face lit up when he talked about his ideal future plans.

After Lu Yi left, Li Zhuiyuan sat down at his desk, took out the file folder given to him by Elder Zhai, and began to read.

As I was looking around, the dormitory door was pushed open, and Tan Wenbin walked in, holding a red sausage in his hand and eating it as he went.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, are you still hungry?"

Tan Wenbin: "I'm full, but when I get back to school, I feel like I'm missing out on the ritual if I don't eat a bite of red sausage."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Is Lu Yi in the dorm?"

Tan Wenbin: "No, Ayou forgot his dorm key, so he climbed in through the window to open the door."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Where's Brother Liangliang?"

Tan Wenbin: "I was called away by Engineer Luo in the middle of lunch, haha, they are really busy. However, we will also be busy for the next two days, with many meetings. This is the meeting schedule that Brother Liang gave me."

Li Zhuiyuan took it, glanced at it, and made a note of it.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I rented a house from Brother Liang for Yunyun to live in. I'm going over there now to help her move in. Tonight I'll take Yunyun to my parents' house for dinner."

Oh, I'm taking Ayou out too; he has to go on a blind date.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

That evening, Li Zhuiyuan ate dinner at the store.

Runsheng slept in the original basement room, while Chen Xiyuan stayed in the room where Yin Meng had lived.

After the meal, Runsheng went back to his room to prepare paper money for burning. Chen Xiyuan was standing at the store entrance when she saw that Li Zhuiyuan wasn't heading towards the dormitory, so she immediately followed him.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

"Go see my teacher."

Can I come along?

"can."

The layout of the old residential compound, with its fences and flowerbeds, remains unchanged. Pushing open the small wooden door, a tall and graceful figure stands before the French windows.

Chen Xiyuan: "Little brother, your teacher has a great figure."

The next moment, a fire rose up, and laughter came from inside the room.

Chen Xiyuan's expression froze, and she instinctively stood in front of the boy.

There's something wrong with this courtyard.

"It's okay, don't be nervous."

Li Zhuiyuan bypassed Chen Xiyuan and did not go through the main entrance of the house. Instead, he came to the steps in front of the French windows, which was A Li's original room.

In the past, every morning when I came here to pick up Ali to go for a walk on the playground, Ali would sit on the steps here and wait for me.

The French windows weren't locked and could be opened easily. Then, the curtains were drawn to let the moonlight in.

The room contained only a bed and a cabinet, making it feel very cold and deserted.

Chen Xiyuan sniffed: "It smells like burning paper. Who burned it?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Runsheng".

Chen Xiyuan: "Was that figure just now... that Mengmeng?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Chen Xiyuan: "Then your teacher..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "He is my teacher."

There was no one on the first floor, so Li Zhuiyuan went up the stairs.

Chen Xiyuan placed one hand on the flute and followed closely.

There's a windowsill on the second floor where Grandma Liu used to like to lie in her wicker chair.

At this moment, the rattan chair was gone, replaced by a black chair, in which sat an old man with a full head of white hair.

Old Zhai is asleep.

Chen Xiyuan frowned slightly, reached out and touched her forehead, and heard a series of terrible noises in her ears, as if they were piercing her eardrums.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around, saw her pained expression, and gently pushed her shoulder. Chen Xiyuan went down two steps and her voice disappeared.

Looking again at the figure sitting in the chair, Miss Chen's eyes turned solemn, and her knuckles turned white as she gripped the flute.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled at her, as a gesture of reassurance.

Then, the boy walked over to Elder Zhai and stood beside him.

In an instant, the night outside the window transformed into a towering cliff.

Below was a wide river of molten lava, filled with countless figures whose wails gathered into a black mist above.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't turn his head to look at the person on the chair, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw steps and a corner of the throne appear beside him, and a black and gold trim covered the steps, obscuring the feet below.

Li Zhuiyuan came to this place on his own initiative, but this scene was what the Emperor wanted him to see.

After watching for a long time, although the scene below the cliff was dynamic, it did not change.

This means that the scene the emperor wanted to show himself might not be this one.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around, raised his head, and intended to face this person directly.

A majestic figure in a black and gold robe; the gaze continued upwards, and the young man saw the emperor's face, obscured by the tassels of his crown, making it impossible to see his true features.

Just then, the beaded curtain on the crown parted, revealing a compassionate face.

"Amitabha."

The surrounding scene vanished instantly, and Li Zhuiyuan felt a violent surge in his consciousness, so he couldn't help but squat down.

Seeing this, Chen Xiyuan wanted to come up, but saw the boy squatting on the ground extend his palm to her, indicating that she didn't need to come over.

After catching his breath, Li Zhuiyuan recovered. The Buddhist chant he had just heard felt like a heavy hammer blow to his spirit.

The injury was minor, mainly because it was unexpected.

Before the boy, in the moonlight, the shadow of Old Master Zhai gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

Then, a normal shadow appeared.

This shows that the shadow of the Great Emperor has left Elder Zhai.

Old Zhai was breathing evenly and was still fast asleep.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, picked up a blanket from the side, and gently covered Old Zhai with it.

The boy then went downstairs and left the house.

Chen Xiyuan followed them out, and after they were a little further away, she kept turning her head to look at Li Zhuiyuan.

When she turned her head again, she saw that her little brother had already turned his gaze toward her, and their eyes met.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't know what was going on?"

Chen Xiyuan: "I believe you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Chen Xiyuan: "Oh."

After parting ways with Chen Xiyuan at the dormitory entrance, Li Zhuiyuan returned to his dormitory and took out paper and pen to sketch out the scene he had seen that day.

After finishing the painting, it was past midnight. Li Zhuiyuan took the basin to the public sink and took a cold shower. After returning, he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

Over the next two days, Li Zhuiyuan attended numerous meetings, large and small, hosted and arranged by Xue Liangliang. The attendees were mainly students, all of whom had been selected and trained by Xue Liangliang; it was somewhat like a showcase of Brother Liangliang's work achievements.

On the last night, Li Zhuiyuan also attended the new semester class meeting held in his class.

Tan Wenbin, as the class monitor, went on stage to speak.

This is his first meeting with his classmates this semester as the class monitor, and it may very well be the last.

That night, Xue Liangliang invited everyone to have a late-night snack to make up for Li Zhuiyuan's absence from the last gathering and his departure midway through.

Everyone drank soy milk instead of alcohol and had a great time.

The owner of the grilled fish restaurant thought that after completing this business with his partner, he could close the shop and take a break.

Who knew that because of Chen Xiyuan, they would have to work overtime again.

During the meal, Xue Liangliang walked to the restaurant's terrace, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and looked at a photograph in his hand under the moonlight.

The photo was taken by Tan Wenbin. It has a bit of movement and perfectly captures the every smile and frown of that Lady Bai.

Xue Liangliang first gently stroked her face with his fingertips, then slid down and gently touched her slightly protruding belly.

Li Zhuiyuan deliberately made his footsteps heavy as he walked over.

Xue Liangliang: "She suffered."

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the moon in the sky.

Xue Liangliang: "Xiaoyuan, sometimes I really have this thought popping into my head: should I put down all my work and go back to Nantong, back to the riverside, and just stay by her side?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "She doesn't need your company."

Xue Liangliang pursed her lips and looked at the boy beside her: "I've seen how you get along with the girl in your family. You're obviously very good at it, but you just have to spoil the mood for me."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I believe that you did develop genuine feelings for each other later, but in the beginning, the reason she chose you was not because of your gentleness, thoughtfulness, and companionship."

Liangliang, do you remember that classmate who was next to you when we were digging the river? The one who disappeared downstream.

Xue Liangliang: "Xiao Yuan, don't make fun of other people's suffering, hehehe."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Liangliang, actually, your fate might have been the same as his."

Xue Liangliang: "And don't make fun of the suffering of those around you."

The Bai family matriarch's judgment was indeed impeccable. She accurately recognized Xue Liangliang's potential and unique qualities, and after their marriage, she successfully transformed their relationship from that of a town matriarch and her son-in-law into one of mutual affection.

In front of the ladies of Baijia Town, she was dignified; in front of herself, she was submissive and obedient; and in Liangliang's photo, she showed the demeanor of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

She's very good at it, really very good at it.

The dream of Baijia Town throughout history has been that elusive ascension to heaven, and she may very well be able to realize this long-cherished wish in a more down-to-earth way.

Xue Liangliang: "Xiao Yuan, do you understand what it feels like to only have room for one person in your heart? It's not cramped or narrow-minded, but as long as she's there, no matter how spacious it is, there's no room for a second person."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I..."

Xue Liangliang: "You're still young, you don't understand."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Okay, I don't understand."

Xue Liangliang: "I will not give up my ideals."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I know."

Xue Liangliang: "In my ideal life, there is also her and my unborn child."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Xue Liangliang: "The new notice has been issued, but it's not time to inform you yet. However, I can tell you in advance that the project team will move into Ji'an on the first of next month."

Just as Mr. Zhai predicted, a month later...

Moreover, it also aligns with the rhythm of starting the next wave of my career.

Based on past experience, the more you are told in advance and the more explicit the instructions are, the more difficult it will be to take the plunge.

Xue Liangliang: "Xiao Yuan, it will be very dangerous."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Xue Liangliang placed his hand on the boy's shoulder and looked at him with a serious expression:
"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Liangliang couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, saying:

"Hehe, I know that what I'm saying is both appropriate and shameless, after all, you've always been the one protecting me in the past."

"Brother Liangliang, you've actually been protecting me all along."

Chen Xiyuan's voice came from the back compartment:

"Boss, two more grilled fish, please!"

……

Although we ate late-night snacks last night, everyone was ready to go early the next morning, got into their cars, and drove away from the school.

There's still a month until the next wave, and I need to report to Elder Zhai a week in advance, so I only have a little over twenty days left. This includes going home to upgrade and repair the temple, going to the Chen family in Hainan, and accompanying my great-grandfather on a trip to relax.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan didn't have much time to slowly wear down the Zhou and Ding families; he had to deal with them quickly.

As for how fast it can go, that depends on Zhao Yi's performance.

Once again, it has been proven that Zhao Yi has never disappointed in this regard.

The Zhou family's house was located in a valley, outside of which was a town whose main industry was various handicrafts.

Upon arriving in the town, Tan Wenbin took Lin Shuyou to gather information. They quickly learned that just a few days ago, tour groups had been leaving the town. Strangely, this place was not known for tourism, and tourists were rare. Moreover, while they saw tour groups being taken out one truckload after another, no one had seen when they entered the town.

This means that Li Zhuiyuan's "stirring up trouble" had worked.

The Zhou family was no ordinary martial arts family. Upon realizing that the family had been cursed, they immediately made the most instinctive reaction of a family: to dismiss the servants, collateral relatives, women and children in the mansion, leaving only a small number of strong and capable men to protect the family and deal with the crisis.

Doing so would reduce constraints and concerns, and it would also preserve the family's lineage in advance.

Chen Xiyuan: "Compared to the Zhou family, who attacked the Dragon King family, who were orphans and widows, little brother, you are truly benevolent."

Li Zhuiyuan remained noncommittal.

People can leave in time, but the treasure in the vault is not so easy to move. What I need to do is destroy the Zhou family's elite, take their treasury, and destroy their residence.

It's a seamless and quick process.

As for benevolence and righteousness?

Growing up in a respectable family, Miss Chen still doesn't understand the true nature of the martial arts world.

When the pillar of a family suddenly collapses, the rest of the family members will immediately become shrimps to be frantically torn apart and devoured by a swarm of fish in the river. Even the smallest scraps are worth fighting over.

All Li Zhuiyuan needed to do was finish his own business and spread the news of the Zhou family's misfortune. He could leave the rest to the rules of the martial arts world; he was too lazy to bother with it.

It was your Zhou family who started it all, participating in the conspiracy to cut off Uncle Qin's journey across the river, leaving Grandma Liu to struggle through so many years of hardship. So don't blame me for doing the opposite.

While Lin Shuyou was observing and strolling around the town, he saw a life-sized wooden sculpture in front of a handmade doll shop. The sculpture was exquisitely crafted and lifelike.

Standing at the shop entrance, staring at the artwork, Lin Shuyou's lips twitched.

Because this piece is a sculpture of Zhou Yunyun.

The owner said that a customer brought it here to consign for sale the day before yesterday. Regardless of whether it sold or not, the customer gave the owner half of the price as commission in advance.

As the owner spoke, he praised the carving technique, saying that although the carved girl was not the traditional type of stunning beauty, she had a simple and elegant temperament that became more and more pleasing to the eye the more you looked at her.

Lin Shuyou knew that the one who left behind this work must be that damned Three-Eyed.

He planned to pay for the artwork, then secretly find a corner to open it; there would definitely be letters or something similar inside.

But he was out seeking revenge and robbing, so he didn't have that much money on him. Just as Lin Shuyou was hesitating whether to activate his vertical pupils and use his new ability to seduce the shop owner so he could take the goods and pay later, a voice rang out behind him:

"Hey, isn't this my Yunyun!"

"Brother Bin..."

"The former foreign team's method is good. It's conspicuous and obvious. They know I'm in charge of gathering information, so it's a good way to attract my attention."

Tan Wenbin spent money to buy the artwork.

Sure enough, a hidden compartment was found in the palm of the artwork, containing a letter written on pink stationery with many red hearts printed on it.

The letter was delivered to Li Zhuiyuan, who then began to read it.

Chen Xiyuan asked from the side, "Little brother, how is things going?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "The Zhou family is in dire straits. Zhao Yi has entered the Zhou family and temporarily relieved their immediate crisis. He has also gained the Zhou family's trust and has been invited to stay and help them resist this crisis from Li, the corpse retriever from Nantong."

Chen Xiyuan: "Li from Nantong who retrieves corpses? Little brother, you..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You know him?"

Chen Xiyuan: "I..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "The Zhou family had some concerns, fearing that they would attract attention, so they dared not publicize the crisis their family was facing. Instead, they asked Zhao Yi to use his connections and relationships to secretly invite some helpers from the martial arts world."

Chen Xiyuan: "Need help?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Chen Xiyuan.

Chen Xiyuan pointed to her own nose: "Little brother, do you mean I should answer the call, enter the Zhou family, and help them deal with Li from Nantong who retrieves corpses?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Have you forgotten? Your purpose in coming here is to save the Zhou family from disaster."

Chen Xiyuan: "I can go in, but I'm afraid I don't know how to cooperate, and I might mess things up for you..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You don't need to worry about that. Just follow my instructions, as you are now."

Chen Xiyuan's eyes widened immediately as she stared at the boy in front of her in disbelief.

She grew up listening to stories of the martial arts world told by her grandparents, stories filled with the carefree joy and vengeance of those in the martial arts world. This was the first time she had gone with others to seek revenge, and the result completely reshaped her understanding of revenge.

"Binbin, Ayou, Runsheng, pack your bags and get ready to enter the valley."

Li Zhuiyuan flicked his fingers, and the letter in his hand burst into flames.

"We're going to help the Zhou family fend off Li from Nantong who retrieves corpses."

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I was too tired yesterday, and with the new volume starting, there's a lot to think about and organize, so this chapter is a little shorter than a thousand words.

I'll add 2 words tomorrow.

Asking for a monthly ticket!
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