Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 395

"Snapped!"

A soy sauce bottle landed deep in Uncle Qin's heart, shattering and exploding.

The splashed black liquid ignited again in an instant, turning into a raging fire that swept out and frantically burned the images in Uncle Qin's memory.

He stood in the field with a hoe, surrounded by rice paddies that were burning fiercely.

He pulled a cart loaded with goods, and the paper offerings on the cart burst into flames.

In the pitch-black, oppressive night, the light in his eyes, which had been extinguished, was rekindled, overshadowing the flame that had been lit a second time in front of him. It illuminated Ah Ting, who was crying beside him, and finally extended out of the house, gently covering the mistress who was sitting on the steps with her sword across her body.

On the cliffs on both sides of the abyss, where ghosts howled and wolves howled, some faces were clear—those were his formidable opponents; others were blurry—those were people he had punched to pieces and hadn't had time to examine closely.

finally,
This raging fire was directed entirely at myself, standing deep in the abyss, critically injured and on the verge of death.

That year, he failed. He could find countless reasons for himself, but none of them could hide the fact that he chose to run away.

He has failed again; he has dashed the mistress's hopes once and failed to protect this second hope.

Without hesitation or wavering, Uncle Qin slowly and firmly pulled the last centipede seal from his body.

On the dam, Miss Liu looked at the sword piercing through her palm and let out a mournful cry, overwhelmed by the weight of the situation.

"This is... the Qin Family's Dragon-Observing Technique."

In Miss Liu's mind, the Qin family's Dragon-Watching Method should be about endless life and living towards death.

But the man surnamed Qin in front of us exudes a sense of oppression, gloom, and a desire for death.

He embarked on a different path, which, in the eyes of the traditional Qin family, was absolutely a wrong path, even bordering on rebellion.

But for an individual, it is a different path.

The road ahead is blocked. If you don't want to linger forever, you have to find a way to get over it. Only by getting over it can you be qualified to discuss right and wrong.

In Liu Yumei and Aunt Liu's eyes, Xiao Yuan is the future of the Dragon King family's revival; in Uncle Qin's eyes, there is an additional layer: this child is his salvation.

All the life centipedes extracted from the body completely transformed into dragons at this moment. They had no physical form, yet they truly existed. They opened their mouths and emitted a series of hisses, then began to wander around Qin Li, occasionally passing through his body.

This is the Qi Gate that belongs exclusively to Qin Li after the seal has been completely broken and he has taken it a step further.

His eyes, except for the slight glimmer in the center, were covered in blackish-gray. Although his expression did not change much, his whole being exuded a thick, cold, and deathly aura.

"Well!"

In an instant, Miss Liu felt a tightness in her chest, followed by a sweet taste in her throat, but for the sake of her pride, she forced herself to swallow the blood back.

Although she knew very well that what she was doing was a bit foolish, her instincts still outweighed her thoughts.

But soon, she was surprised to find that the longsword had stopped trembling, and the dam, which should have collapsed under the surging impact, suddenly became calm and serene.

She looked up again and saw that the evil dragon surrounding the man surnamed Qin was not only helping its master exchange and replenish his energy, but the shadow of the evil dragon itself was also breathing.

Originally, without his own arduous support, the terrifying aura that Qin was currently displaying would have been enough to shatter this "world" even if he just stood there doing nothing. But now, he had actually completed a self-cycle in terms of aura.

The pressure he generates is also resolved by himself; he is in this "world," yet he is independent of it.

Miss Liu drew her longsword, ignoring the wound on her palm.

She knew that this was not reality, and she also knew that she would suffer the same injuries as her in the real world.

But this kind of injury can be easily healed with some medicine or a little bit of herbal remedy; it won't leave any scars because I'm still young.

She was now certain that the man she had mistaken for a errand boy was definitely a genuine elder of the Qin family!
It must be because that shameless guy's pursuit of me caused such a stir that the Qin family elders disguised themselves and came to investigate me.

Miss Liu frowned. She disliked being scrutinized and assessed like this, as if she had asked to enter the Qin family.

Moreover, for a dignified elder of the Qin family to conceal his presence and come to see a junior like me is truly an insult to the family's reputation!
Fortunately, the Liu family's secret technique only traces back an individual's physical condition and associated memories, not true time reversal.

Otherwise, the misunderstanding caused by this incident might have turned a couple who were originally going to be together into strangers.

Uncle Qin had no idea what the mistress was thinking. He often couldn't figure out the elderly mistress, let alone the young one.

Right now, his mind, his emotions, and his gaze are filled with an intense desire to completely crush the "it" in front of him.

Uncle Qin raised his fist, and although he didn't move, the distance between him and the fist closed in an instant.

From an observer's perspective, it looked as if it had taken the initiative to step forward, get into the path of Uncle Qin's fist, and take the hit.

"boom!"

The only thing it can do is avoid its own head as much as possible.

The fist struck its chest and then went right through it.

Uncle Qin grabbed its arm with his other hand.

Countless wrinkles appeared densely around the two of them. Each wrinkle would be an unbearable pressure for an ordinary person, but at this moment, it could not stop Uncle Qin's actions.

Uncle Qin successfully grabbed its arm, pulled back its fist, and while holding it in place, continued to swing his fist.

It tilted its head back, and in an instant everything around it shifted. The punch finally landed on its chest, creating a second hole.

It tried its best to avoid head damage, but the rest of its body was left to its own devices.

But Uncle Qin pressed his body against him, his thick arms wrapping around his neck.

The deviation occurred again, and blood mist flowed from Uncle Qin's body. The surrounding evil dragons roared in unison, but it was unable to break free.

"boom!"

Uncle Qin threw it to the ground.

This time, not only were there no pebbles on the ground, but not even a speck of dust was stirred up. Although the fight between the two was a terrifying clash of absolute power with every move, there was not a single aftershock that spilled out.

After pinning it down, the evil dragon completely wrapped its body around it, effectively imprisoning it.

Uncle Qin raised his fist and aimed it at the other man's head.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yi rested Runsheng's head on his lap, pried open Runsheng's eyelids with his fingers, and urged:
"Look, look!"

How often do you encounter a confrontation of this level? Even if you are extremely lucky enough to meet one, you will most likely be swept into dust. Besides, Runsheng is Uncle Qin's student.

Runsheng was indeed watching very hard, and he knew this was a good opportunity.

But when you reach a certain level in learning, it's no longer about just putting in effort.

Runsheng himself found it absurd that he actually thought Uncle Qin's fighting was just so-so.

Beside her, Chen Xiyuan finally shifted her gaze from Miss Liu to the battle situation over there.

Uncle Qin's fighting style caught her eye, as if she had met a kindred spirit!
That's right, that's how fighting should be—no fancy stuff, just simple and brutal.

If you are strong enough and have the upper hand, you should first give it a good beating, then throw it to the ground and continue beating its vital points!
Grandma said it should be ethereal and otherworldly, while Grandpa taught it to be effortless and skillful, but neither is meaningful. The purpose of fighting is to kill your opponent, not to make a movie.

Zhao Yi looked at Runsheng beneath him, then at Chen Xiyuan beside him. He realized that only he could discern the exquisite mastery of every bit of force applied in this process. He wished he could imprint every detail firmly in his mind and ruminate on it night after night.

But the two next to me were just watching the wrestling.

But Zhao Yi didn't feel superior at this time, because one of them had a plan from someone surnamed Li, and the other was just lucky.

Miss Liu could certainly understand the mystery behind it, but a hint of disdain still lingered on her lips.

The Qin family members, regardless of age or strength, all seem to be cut from the same mold when it comes to fighting.

They only recognize their own fists and only believe in their own fists.

However, she had sensed it beforehand, and when the Qin family elder completely tore off the seal, she finally confirmed it by seeing the evil dragon's breathing and energy circulation.

The predecessors of those evil dragons were life centipedes, which were integrated with feng shui and weather. They needed the Liu family's hard work to nurture and cultivate them, yet they were willing to have them implanted into their bodies and successfully transformed into dragons.

Miss Liu looked into the distance at Aunt Liu, who was still slaughtering the turtles.

Well, the older generation in the family, because of the rumors outside, repeatedly warned and instructed me, little did they know that the Liu family had long been having an affair with the Qin family.

Miss Liu was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was happy to see it happen. She had never accepted that shameless person because she had not yet figured out her true feelings. It was not because of the conflicts and pressures between families. In her eyes, these things were nothing. She had never liked those rules and regulations.

But after witnessing this scene, even she had to admit that, in some ways, the Liu family and the Qin family were truly a "match made in heaven" on the path of cultivation.

Without the enormous price to pay, and without the life-bound centipede that is completely tied to one's own fate to build a ladder, how could this Qin family elder be at the height of his power?

Miss Liu: "You're such a scoundrel! People have risked their lives for you, yet there's not a single word about you in the martial arts world. It's clear you haven't even given them a proper title!"

However, this joint cultivation and training by the Liu and Qin families is a good approach.

Once those old guys have all passed away and I've taken over the Liu family, I can seek cooperation with the Qin family. We can each select a group of talented children from both families to practice our own family's techniques while also trying to learn from the other family's.

No, that will cause problems.

If the effect is only moderately good, that's fine. But what if there happens to be a truly exceptionally talented child among these children, whose cultivation results are outstanding...?

"No, this could cause problems with the legal lineage of the two families."

In the distance, Aunt Liu, who had finished clearing the largest batch of turtles, stopped and looked back at Uncle Qin.

The seals that I helped him embed in the past have all shown signs of transforming into dragons due to his transformation. In fact, since then, the seals have been unable to suppress his strength. Instead, they have become a driving force that constantly stimulates his blood and qi to burst forth.

Almost every night, I had to help him bleed and clean himself. He was in a lot of pain, and I felt helpless.

Now everything is fine, the problem has been completely solved, and Ali has finally taken that step.

But the price was far too high, so high that the three of them would rather everything could truly be reversed. Even Ali himself would not hesitate to give up this advancement in order to ensure that Xiao Yuan could continue to live.

Now he is better able to uphold the last vestiges of dignity for both families, but what is the point of continuing to hold on to two families with no future?

The old lady is "young" now, but once this matter is over and she has survived this ordeal, she will definitely not tolerate it anymore.

The mistress kept a mental ledger, recording the enemies she had wronged in the past.

But the mistress has high standards and only cares about the biggest and fattest shark. How could she let go of those small fish that had followed her in stepping on the shark, no matter how small they were?

If someone is an enemy, no matter how small their lineage, they must be wiped out. In the house, let alone people, even a freshly laid egg will be poisoned.

Inside Aunt Liu's pillow is a thick little ledger, filled with a dense list of enemies, none of them big sharks, almost all small fry.

The mistress and Ali were too lazy to bother with it, or even to look at them; she wasn't afraid of trouble anyway.

Before Xiao Yuan came to Uncle Sanjiang's house, Aunt Liu also liked to eat sunflower seeds. In her spare time or late at night, she would crack sunflower seeds while flipping through her small accounts, one "Pui" for each page.

At this moment, Uncle Qin's punch, which he had aimed at its head, had actually been thrown a long time ago, but it had not yet landed.

The red light in the other person's eyes was growing stronger.

Having no other choice, it could only unleash its full power to crush this space.

Next time, I don't believe you'll hide in this village forever. I don't believe they can protect you forever. I don't believe you can die like this again. Even if you could, I've seen it all before, and it won't be of any use to me anymore.

Uncle Qin's fist, which was suspended there, began to turn red. The terrifying temperature emanating from his fist caused the view in that area to be violently distorted and folded.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Uncle Qin gritted his teeth, and each of the evil dragons tightened their grip on his body step by step.

Although he knew he couldn't really kill it completely, he was unwilling to accept that the other party could kill Xiao Yuan at his doorstep and then escape unscathed.

However, with the sound of clicking and snapping in his ears, Uncle Qin knew it was too late.

This environment is about to crumble.

"The order of heaven and earth aligns with my will!"

A sword flew into the sky and hung steadily upright.

Miss Liu formed hand seals to solidify this "world".

"If you hadn't been hiding your strength, why would you have gone through all this trouble before?"

The young lady's voice came through, tinged with resentment.

In her opinion, if she had known that Qin Li was so strong and was an elder of the Qin family, she would never have needed to stab herself in the palm with that sword.

Qin Li wanted to explain that his breakthrough was temporary, but he still had some clarity in his mind and knew that he could not actively expose the mistress's "self-awareness" at this moment.

However, Qin Li also had some doubts in his heart: why did the mistress want to trace back to such a young age this time?
He could understand why the mistress appeared so young last time, as she had been itching to have her way with him. But this time, it was clearly to avenge Xiao Yuan. Why didn't the mistress go back to when she was at her strongest?

Fortunately, Uncle Qin's doubts were fleeting. He was, after all, the blockhead Aunt Liu often referred to, and besides, this blockhead was currently focused on fighting.

Even if Liu Yumei is not the strongest in her life now, she could still become the undisputed eldest daughter of the Liu family in her generation, undoubtedly surpassing her peers, which is enough to demonstrate her excellence.

After she intervened, the world returned to stability.

Stabilizing this large area is much simpler than just stabilizing Qin Li; there's no need for any more elaborate, needle-and-embroidery-like work.

Even as its aura rapidly increased, the place remained unmoved.

Blood seeped from between Uncle Qin's skin and flesh. This blood was squeezed out by his body under heavy pressure, but it was not wasted, because it was all devoured by these evil dragons.

This further aroused the ferocity of the evil dragon, and the speed of its Qi Sea circulation increased once again.

Uncle Qin opened his mouth and let out a low growl, revealing blood vessels between his pure white teeth.

The fist can finally move downwards.

This wasn't Qin Shu's favorite fighting style; his opponent was like a lump of mud, completely under his control.

He did perform to his full potential, but in this state, he was unable to effectively build up his momentum and reveal the truly terrifying side of the Qin family.

If you were a little stronger and could dominate me, that would be great!

……

"Good baby, I found the bottle, here it is, here it is. Mommy will wipe it clean for you and then fill it with milk right away."

Pear Blossom picked up the baby bottle stuck in the cracks between the stones by the village road and carefully wiped it with a handkerchief.

The family of three had already left, but on the way, Benben suddenly started crying loudly and inconsolably.

Actually, neither of the adults had much experience in taking care of a child. Benben was very well-behaved from birth and didn't need anyone's attention. Later, he was completely taken care of by his wet nurse.

At first, they thought the baby was hungry, so Lihua went to make formula, only to find that Benben's favorite bottle was missing. She bought another one at the store, prepared the formula, and handed it to the baby, but the baby refused to drink it no matter how much she tried to persuade him. She considered trying to feed him herself, but even if she had milk now, it would have been drunk up by his father during the night.

Xiong Shan calmed down first, sighed, and said:
"Go back and find the baby bottle."

Lihua has always listened to her husband, but Xiong Shan now listens to his son to some extent.

Two large and one small, then turned back again.

After the bottle was retrieved, Benben stopped crying and clung to it tightly.

Pear Blossom: "Shall we go?"

Xiong Shan smiled bitterly and said, "Go? Go where? Now that we're back, we're back. There's nothing to be afraid of. If we die, the three of us will die together."

The decision to leave was not difficult, after all, it was Young Master Li's personal order, which could not be disobeyed;
The decision to return was simple: leaving and then coming back demonstrates loyalty.

As someone who once traveled the river by lamplight, I may lack other things, but I certainly don't lack decisiveness in crucial moments.

Xiong Shan took his wife and children directly to Li Sanjiang's house. If they were going to go, they would go to the most dangerous place. If they were going to die, they would die in a place where they could be seen. They would leave a mark on their deaths.

They were cautious and careful, but they didn't encounter any danger. When they walked onto the dam and into the living room, the couple were truly shocked by the scene of the mourning hall and the crowd of people standing or lying in front of it.

Pear Blossom: "What...what should we do?"

Xiong Shan: "Take out the medicinal herbs from the package and help the adults heal their wounds. Be gentle and don't wake them up."

……

Aunt Liu appeared in Li Weihan's house, and countless Gu shadows flew in, tearing the turtle inside to pieces.

Her gaze fell on the stove where turtles were rapidly emerging. She opened her palm, and a seven-colored ladybug flew out, spread its wings, and flew into the stove.

"boom!"

The destruction of this place is equivalent to a significant and sudden drop in the giant tortoise's control over the world.

This change played a crucial role in the power struggle between the two sides.

Uncle Qin's fist finally broke through the resistance and smashed into its face.

"boom!"

The punch wasn't fast; when it landed on its face, it seemed almost slow, but even a slight glancing touch was a terrifying release of power.

Its face became sunken.

This enraged it.

It wasn't just the punch to the head that caused it significant damage, but also the humiliation of having its dignity trampled upon.

A blinding white light flashed between it and Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin stepped back, while it stood up from where it was.

Originally, it looked almost exactly like Li Lan.

Now, stripes resembling a tortoise shell have appeared on its body, and these stripes have even spread to its face.

It can be said that only now has it revealed its true strength, which was derived from its own projection and weakened layer by layer before entering the village.

It looked up, its sunken face not yet restored, but red liquid was flowing out, dynamically covering and filling it, and between this liquid, there was a black line undulating, like an eye.

Miss Liu: "If we can kill it now, even if it's in the East China Sea, it will suffer a severe blow!"

Uncle Qin's body was a bloody mess, but instead of panicking, he smiled and impatiently raised his fist again, charging forward.

It raised its hand and swung it forward.

"boom!"

Upon contact between fist and palm, Uncle Qin was sent flying backward, his body sliding a hundred meters across the ground in one breath.

Its huge eyeballs twitched, and it realized that Uncle Qin had retreated much further than expected, but its attention was now more focused on the back of the house.

The boy's presence finally vanished in that area.

It raised its foot. Since this "world" could withstand its current power, then the other party had actually helped it, giving it the opportunity to find him again and kill him.

But before its feet touched the ground, and before it could even unleash its supposed ability to shrink the distance, the fist it had seen countless times that day appeared before it once again.

It raised its hand again and slapped it away.

"boom!"

Uncle Qin's body slid backward again, this time for eighty meters.

It realized something was wrong.

He is very strong. Even though his strength has been weakened layer by layer, during the previous confrontation, he was able to push the opponent back, but he did not retreat more than a hundred meters.

This time, the retreat distance was even shorter.

Uncle Qin retreated until he reached the front of the dam before stopping. Standing on the dam behind him was Miss Liu.

"An existence that came out of mythology is indeed outrageous."

Uncle Qin: "If he doesn't kill me with his first punch, even if it's a myth, I'll still lose!"

Miss Liu: "That shameless guy said the same thing."

It was about to take another step when the fist came again.

He blocked and repelled the attack; this time, Uncle Qin slid forty meters away.

It knew that something was really wrong.

Each time Uncle Qin was repelled, his injuries visibly worsened.

But this was the result of Uncle Qin deliberately adopting a humble attitude.

Previously, although the strength of both he and it was constantly changing, he was always in the lead and it was always behind, and he always held the initiative.

This kind of initiative, while capable of building momentum, is not smooth enough. Often it feels like being stuck in a quagmire, and the momentum will dissipate after a while.

On the contrary, it was only when its strength increased and it gained a considerable advantage over him that Uncle Qin, who was on the defensive, finally found his rhythm.

This momentum needs to be built up by finding a stronger opponent. Every time you are defeated and injured, it is a way to relieve physical stress, but it also allows you to fully preserve and accumulate this momentum.

The Qin family has always preferred to travel the river alone for this very reason. If they had companions, especially if those companions were strong, it would actually hinder their performance and disrupt their rhythm.

Miss Liu was busy mending and sewing on the sidelines, but she didn't actually participate, and that was the reason.

As long as the one surnamed Qin doesn't die, let him continue to fight one-on-one. The one who falls in the end will most likely not be surnamed Qin.

The big tortoise wanted to go to the back of the house, but every time it tried, Uncle Qin would stop it.

Moreover, after another exchange of blows, it retreated three steps, no longer appearing as relaxed and effortless as it had been the previous three times.

This time, Uncle Qin retreated twenty meters.

It had realized earlier that it probably had no chance this time, but now it had completely given up hope.

I'm leaving.

He has now become his whetstone, and he may very well have the chance to cut him down.

Uncle Qin stepped forward again and threw a punch.

"boom!"

This time, both Uncle Qin and it retreated ten meters.

Its eyes twitched rapidly, which meant that the opponent had temporarily brought its current strength to parity with its own through this method.

It raised its hand, and the sword that was floating above its head began to tremble.

Miss Liu immediately made a hand seal and began to maintain the connection.

Uncle Qin's fist appeared before it once again.

It never imagined that one day it would so loathe a human fist.

"boom!"

It raised its arms to block the punch, and retreated twenty meters, while Uncle Qin remained motionless.

The balance of power has been completely transformed.

Uncle Qin: "Miss, I need time."

He can win, and not just win, as long as he has the time.

Miss Liu:

"I'm sorry, Elder Qin, unless I'm as old as you are now."

Maintaining the world from collapsing during their battle wasn't too difficult for her, but if one of them insisted on destroying it, she really didn't have any good solutions.

She couldn't understand why there was something illogical about the course of this fight, especially regarding the two sides' maintenance of this "world." Their own position changed based on new discoveries and the situation, but what did it mean that the other side's position was also constantly changing?
At Li Weihan's doorstep, Aunt Liu looked puzzled after noticing the change in the sky.

Immediately, she knelt down on one knee, opened her arms, and unleashed a series of Gu shadows that quickly rushed in all directions to prey on the scattered little turtles.

Actually, at this point, it's not very meaningful to continue cleaning up those turtles that slipped through the net.

Moreover, she used a secret technique that she had been holding back. When this technique was used, it would put her consciousness and mind in a state of extreme turmoil, making it impossible for her to distinguish between reality and herself.

But she did it without hesitation.

Miss Liu looked over there, at the countless flying Gu shadows, and frowned in confusion:

"What's wrong with her this time?"

The one surnamed Qin was already acting strangely, and now this one surnamed Liu is acting weird too.

These two really deserve to be a couple.
Anyone who acts as their mother-in-law will have their lifespan shortened.

……

Inside the dojo.

Li Zhuiyuan took another sip of Jianlibao and found that it tasted sweeter.

This means that the "world" is gradually slipping out of the giant tortoise's control.

But the boy soon saw that the wooden plaque on the altar in front of him, which was constantly moving and changing, began to crack, indicating that this "world" was gradually collapsing.

If Grandma Liu and the others finish fighting, they won't deliberately destroy this "world." Instead, they will try their best to preserve it intact before leaving.

So, it's the big tortoise that's leaving.

The boy showed no remorse or regret, even though he knew very well what failing to preserve this part of the giant tortoise would mean for his future.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze shifted to the offering table placed in the very center of the altar, upon which stood a plaque that read:

Li, the corpse retriever from Nantong.

The boy lowered his head again and took a sip of his drink.

After that bite, two blushes appeared on the boy's cheeks.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, twirled the Jianlibao can in his hand, and muttered to himself:
Children should not drink alcohol.

……

"boom!"

Uncle Qin punched through its arms and struck its head again.

Not only were the previously filled eyes shattered, but cracks also appeared on the sides of the head.

This means that after a fierce battle, the bloodline of this period has finally appeared.

It's absurd; they entered this place to kill, but ended up becoming the ones who were to be "killed."

It raised its foot and stomped down with force.

The ground began to sink, and a gap was opened in this "world".

This time, Miss Liu couldn't hold back her blood and spat it out, her knees buckling forward as she knelt on the dam.

She was very unwilling, her gaze fixed intently ahead:

"I'm still too young. If only I could age ten years!"

If they were ten years older, the other party wouldn't be able to break through here and leave so easily;

If she could age herself by twenty years, she believed she could trap it. She couldn't trap it forever, but at least she could give Elder Qin enough time.

Below, in the depression, appeared a gray void.

Its shattered eyeball spilled out again, this time with the center appearing very sharp.

This is both a warning and a declaration.

It now hopes that when it lands ashore for the second time, the boy will still be hiding in the village, and these guys will continue to protect him.

next time,
It will trigger natural disasters!

However, just as it was about to fall and leave, peach trees suddenly sprouted from the void that had just been broken open below.

The lush peach blossoms instantly sealed off the gap completely.

The aroma of wine mingled with the fragrance of peach blossoms, permeating the air.

A lazy voice echoed from the peach grove:

"Heh, they just barged in when they came and left without even saying goodbye. They really come and go as they please?"

This is Nantong.
This road... is difficult to pass!

(End of this chapter)