Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 396

This time, Li Zhuiyuan didn't have any designs on Qing'an;
Because the young man understood Qing'an's thoughts so well.

Even if you say nothing, ask nothing, or lay no groundwork, when the time comes, Qing'an will come on her own.

If he were still sleeping underground like he did back then, that would be one thing; he could indeed pretend not to know.

But he has been on earth for two years, and this peach orchard in Siyuan Village has sheltered the entire Nantong for two years.

Even the so-called Nantong Corpse-Retrieving Li Daoist Temple is now actually located under this peach grove, its status subtly elevated.

As someone who once followed Wei Zhengdao, arrogance is something that comes from his very bones.

The giant tortoise arrived just like that. It first hid underground, and the peach orchard above was also taken away by Li Zhuiyuan. Wasn't this turning into him being on his own turf, actively avoiding its sharp edge?

This is worse than killing him, especially since he was already hoping to die.

Qing'an had previously said that if Li Zhuiyuan didn't know what was good for him, he would watch the boy die.

Now, the boy is dead.

He came out not to protect that clueless little brat, but to settle scores for himself.

The giant tortoise plummeted again, attempting to smash and shatter the peach orchard.

"boom!"

There was a huge roar.

As the old peach blossoms fall, new buds immediately sprout.

The branches shook violently, but the roots remained unmoved.

This powerful strike ultimately amounted to nothing more than a ripple spreading across the inside of the wine jar.

Qing'an did not choose to leave the peach grove to confront it directly.

Wei Zhengdao's team and Li Zhuiyuan's team are bound to be very similar in style. People who have been tempered and refined by such teams traveling across the river will inevitably have similar experience and understanding.

It's already leaving because it can't win.

What's the point of going up and fighting him in close combat?
It would be better to block the door and prevent it from getting out completely.

Seeing that it had failed to break through the peach grove, the giant tortoise immediately chose another location to attack.

In fact, no matter where it is, in the sky or on the ground, it can try to break through here and leave. But then, the giant tortoise changed positions one after another and punched and stomped. Terrifying shocks were generated, but in each area of ​​shock, peach trees immediately grew.

Even if the giant tortoise were to blast its way into the sky, a pink rainbow would appear, and the originally dark and thick clouds would split into petals falling like rain.

The giant tortoise didn't continue trying, not because it gave up, but because Uncle Qin's fist was coming again.

"boom."

Uncle Qin, having perfectly prepared himself, reveals a terrifying side of the Qin family.

With this punch, the giant tortoise was sent flying, leaving a long trail of peach blossoms behind it as it landed.

This is because Qing'an was afraid that it would fall too hard and accidentally break through this spot, so she embroidered a patch in advance.

In the very first peach grove, Qing'an, holding a jar of wine, tilted his head back and took a large gulp, then shouted to Miss Liu standing on the dam:
"Girl, aren't you going downstairs to play for a bit?"

Even if it's Grandma Liu, in terms of age, Qing'an could call her "girl".

Miss Liu remembered him. Last time, she even took the initiative to watch the play under the peach grove of the bearded man's family at Qing'an Station. After looking at him for a while, she even had a small fight with him.

No one was serious, and no one fought to the death, but Miss Liu knew that she was the one who would suffer.

This evil spirit, which is not like a malevolent being, is in a state of disrepair, but it is not something that I, at this age, can truly contend with.

However, today, Miss Liu had a very good impression of him because she genuinely wanted to participate. The young lady directly declared loudly:
"Afterwards, I'll give you half of the thirty jars of Drunken Immortal Wine!"

"Only half?"

“You drink half, and I’ll drink the other half. There are only thirty-one jars left in my uncle’s wine cellar. I’ll go steal them.”

"A short pain is worse than a long one. People who love alcohol can't stand seeing their beloved wine stolen, and they are easily reminded of their wine when they see the stolen wine."

"So, we won't keep a single jar?"

"That's how it should be."

Qing'an tilted his head back and took another big gulp.

"boom!"

Uncle Qin punched the giant turtle again, sending it flying.

In terms of absolute strength, he was at a disadvantage, but in terms of absolute power, he had surpassed his opponent.

The giant tortoise's path was blocked, and it had no choice but to take this battle seriously.

It began to actively avoid direct contact with Uncle Qin. Even if it was hit, it would first deflect the force and avoid a head-on collision. Then, it would use a series of slight disturbances within its sight to interrupt and weaken Uncle Qin's current state.

Having been punched so many times, it naturally saw through the true nature of Uncle Qin's current build-up of power, and it did indeed have a corresponding way to counter it.

However, in its original view, as long as it could not kill the boy with its own hands, the rest of the struggle was meaningless and a waste of resources.

Uncle Qin was indeed affected. After several punches, although he was still able to send the giant turtle flying every time, and the cracks on the turtle's body, especially its head, were increasing, Uncle Qin's momentum not only could not continue to accumulate, but also seemed to be on the verge of dissipating.

Realizing this, Uncle Qin immediately reached out and grabbed a vicious dragon that had been roaming around him. He opened his mouth, intending to swallow it whole to consolidate his existing power. This way, he could gain enough time to suppress the dragon and completely crush it.

Even though he had just achieved a breakthrough, and now he was about to gradually diminish his own cultivation level, Uncle Qin did not care at all, because he was now on a wrong path that led to his death.

"Elder Qin, there's no need for that."

Miss Liu's voice came through.

Even with a death wish, Uncle Qin felt a pang of fear when he heard his mistress address him as "Elder Qin".

Ah Ting had reminded him that after the mistress finished retracing her youth, she would pretend not to remember anything, but in reality, she remembered everything perfectly.

"Keep beating it up, the rest is up to me!"

Qin Li nodded, released the evil dragon he hadn't swallowed, and instead raised his fist again, charging towards the giant tortoise.

Miss Liu was slightly moved by this scene. She had made a similar boast before, but it had failed to cover it up. She thought Elder Qin would doubt her this time, but she did not expect him to give her so much face.

Since that's the case, I can't afford to mess things up again.

The giant tortoise originally thought that Uncle Qin was willing to sacrifice himself to take it down with him, but when Uncle Qin stopped, it thought its chance had come.

After dismantling its momentum, seize another opportunity. As long as you defeat the one in front of you, you can turn the situation around.

Similar methods were used again, and the aura surrounding Uncle Qin fluctuated violently.

On the dam, Liu Yumei reached out and summoned the long sword back from the air. Holding the sword in her right hand and forming a hand seal with her left, she stepped out with the Wind and Thunder Step, her eyes revealing a murderous intent.

The person was still there, but a beam of white light fell directly on Uncle Qin.

In an instant, all the methods the giant tortoise used on Uncle Qin dissolved and disintegrated. Not only did Uncle Qin's momentum stop its disorder, but it also seemed to rise a notch under the white light!
This scene even caused the large eyeball on the giant turtle's face to shrink abruptly.

"boom!"

Uncle Qin's fist slammed down.

The giant tortoise was sent flying, and among the many tiny cracks on its face, a deep gash the thickness of a chopstick appeared.

As Uncle Qin threw a punch, he felt a beam of red light fall on him. This not only temporarily reduced the pressure caused by his accumulated power, but also, like a flame, raised the already exaggerated level of power to an even higher level!
This strange feeling was something even Uncle Qin himself found incomprehensible.

During his childhood, after the decline of the Qin and Liu families, the matriarch of the time rarely intervened, and A-Ting did not follow the orthodox path of the Liu family. Therefore, Uncle Qin had never experienced just how mysterious the methods of the real Liu family members were.

He truly hadn't expected that the mistress could bestow such a terrifying blessing upon him through such means.

Without hesitation, and without even needing to catch his breath, Uncle Qin followed up with his next punch.

The giant tortoise had just stood up when it was punched away again.

Another crack appeared on his face.

This duel, which Qin Shu had the upper hand in but still had to fight hard, was greatly shortened by the direct involvement of Miss Liu.

And that's not all.

On the dam, Miss Liu lightly flicked the blade of her sword with her fingertips. The long sword danced, its shadow blooming like a lotus flower. She raised her left hand to the sky, transforming it into a finger, and then stroked the blade.

In an instant, the dam area fell into absolute silence.

At this moment, the sharpness of the young lady's aura caused Zhao Yi, who was standing next to her, to feel a strong pricking sensation in the crack between life and death.

Zhao Yi subconsciously swallowed. He knew that Miss Liu was not Uncle Qin. Miss Liu was deliberately taking care of those around her, but even so, he still felt very uncomfortable. He could only lower his head and shut down some of his senses.

Wisps of green smoke rose continuously from the tip of Miss Liu's sword; she hesitated to unleash this strike.

Just as Uncle Qin's fist was about to strike the giant tortoise once again, Miss Liu stood on tiptoe and slashed her longsword in five directions.

After taking another punch from Uncle Qin, the giant tortoise's face split into five cracks. At that moment, the five sword energies connected perfectly and embedded themselves into the five cracks on its face.

It wasn't that the giant tortoise didn't want to hide, but that it simply couldn't. The opponent had calculated not only the time, but also the opportune moment and the right place, moving like the wind and clouds, like water flowing downwards, penetrating everywhere.

The sword energy, which would normally leave only some white marks on the giant tortoise, now produced an astonishing effect. The five cracks on the giant tortoise's face were gently drilled and merged together by these five "inch-force sword energies".

Before Uncle Qin's next punch even landed, a loud bang came from the giant turtle's face.

"boom!"

A large dent appeared on the giant turtle's face, and its large eyeballs exploded. Unlike before, they couldn't regenerate quickly; instead, a small eye was barely opened inside.

Judging solely from the visual impact, the damage caused by Miss Liu's attack this time exceeded the total damage caused by Uncle Qin's previous attacks.

This is because when Miss Liu made her move, she also took advantage of all the injuries that Uncle Qin had previously inflicted on the giant tortoise, using skillful techniques to complete the final round.

Under the peach grove, Qing'an watched the whole scene unfold and enjoyed it with his wine.

The Liu family's heritage is truly admirable. Even Wei Zhengdao, back then, gave it extremely high praise, saying that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely sneak into the Liu family to find a complete set of manuals to copy down and study.

This Miss Liu, at her age, has actually reached a state of perfect mastery in observing the clouds and the qi (vital energy), and is impeccable in both cognition and application.

You must know that this giant tortoise is used to seeing storms, yet she was able to create such an effect on it using feng shui principles. This is the best proof of that.

What she lacks now is the cultivation of absolute power, which is like building a canal long ago but not yet having time to fill it with water. There are only two ways to achieve this: one is to accumulate power over the years and continuously nourish herself by incorporating the energy of heaven and earth; the other way is more direct and faster, which is to travel along the river.

She had previously suffered because she was too young; even though she had the technical skills, she lacked the power to continuously blockade this "world."

Ok?
So why is she trying to portray herself as so young this time?
Qing An's face froze, and the next moment, it was replaced by Su Luo's face.

Su Luo was somewhat at a loss. He didn't understand the purpose of "releasing" himself in this situation.
Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult for him to simply sew and mend with peach blossoms, and he immediately got to work.

Miss Liu glanced at the peach grove.

She frowned slightly; the unease she had sensed long ago was now intensified.

Because when you feel that many people around you are acting a bit crazy, you will inevitably start to reflect on whether the problem lies with yourself.
But then Uncle Qin punched again, sending the giant turtle flying. The turtle's skull cracked, and thick white fluid oozed out.

Miss Liu's attention was immediately diverted.

First, we must deal with this giant tortoise; it's important to leave a lasting legacy in the mythology a hundred years from now.
Secondly, regardless of the circumstances, Elder Qin has always been quite normal.

Uncle Qin kept pounding on the front, while Miss Liu supported him from behind and also seized opportunities to strike. The injuries on the giant tortoise's body, especially its head, became increasingly severe.

It couldn't avoid the man's fist in front of it, and the woman's sword on the distant dam was even more unpredictable.

Its skull kept cracking, and its entire head was almost covered in white fluid.

These juices, once they land on the ground, are not corrosive; instead, they seep into the ground.

To a certain extent, this is the origin of the giant tortoise, and can also be understood as its essence.

Chen Xiyuan's approval of Uncle Qin gradually wavered. Looking at Miss Liu's graceful figure, she gradually understood the expectations her grandparents had for her.

She had to admit that this fighting style was truly beautiful, and even as a woman, she couldn't help but be captivated by it.

But the thought of having to carry a flute like that when I fight in the future if I learn it makes me feel like it's so difficult.

If I don't move, the domain moves on its own... If the domain can change at will according to my needs, wouldn't that be the same as me moving?
Wherever you please?
Chen Xiyuan's gaze became vacant.

Zhao Yi glanced at her unintentionally, paused for a moment, and cursed inwardly:

"Damn, he's already had an epiphany?"

No, you think you can have an epiphany just by watching wrestling or dancing?

I was still trying to read and memorize more, thinking I would go back and study and review it carefully, but they skipped this step directly.

Zhao Yi looked down and glanced at Runsheng beside him.

Fortunately, Runsheng didn't have any sudden enlightenment. He was just forcing himself to watch Uncle Qin's fight, as if he were watching a boring and long martial arts movie.

There's no way around it; people can indeed be fearless when they have something to lose. The guy surnamed Li can even create mechanical figures for them in the dojo to forcibly help them understand and improve.

What's even more infuriating is that the man surnamed Li didn't witness the battle firsthand, so Zhao Yi will have to provide the specific descriptions of Uncle Qin's battle, which will be the initial teaching material.

There was nothing that could be done; Tan Wenbin was still slowly bleeding from all seven orifices and his consciousness was still blurred.

No, what's flowing out of that guy's head isn't brain matter...

With Uncle Qin's relentless attacks, the giant turtle's "brain matter" was constantly being splattered out.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath. He really wanted to do anything, even risk being crushed into mincemeat by the aftershocks, to run there and lick the damp soil.

This is no ordinary thing; it can't even be described as highly nutritious.

Normally, even the smallest dispute could stir up a bloody storm in the martial arts world, but now they're spewing it everywhere like it's free!

But when he thought about the nature of this "world," Zhao Yi sighed again.

Licking it won't help; everything you eat and drink here is fake and offers no benefit whatsoever. The white liquid seeps into the ground, essentially going straight into Li's "pocket."

Moreover, it's the kind of thing that you can't ask for or steal even if you want to. Ordinary people can still get the food out of their stomachs if they cut open their stomachs in time, but here it was absorbed by the spiritual consciousness of the person surnamed Li.

Damn it, you surnamed Li, watch out, you might choke to death, you might overeat to death, or you might laugh yourself to death!

"hiss……"

Zhao Yi suddenly felt a pain in his groin, and immediately leaned forward, squeezing his legs together.

Liu Yumei glanced over here out of the corner of her eye.

Zhao Yi immediately showed an expression of appreciation and admiration:
"The arrangement of feng shui is truly a marvelous method to seize the creation of heaven and earth, wow... marvelous! marvelous! marvelous!"

Inside the dojo.

Blood gushed from Li Zhuiyuan's nose uncontrollably.

The boy immediately placed his palm on the fixed compass in the center of the altar, and as the compass turned, the boy's nosebleed finally stopped.

His face showed no joy, only lingering fear.

Just now, his consciousness was almost overwhelmed and destroyed.

He could vaguely guess what the cause was, and it should be a good thing, a very good thing.

However, his body is currently in a "dead" state, and with his weak mental consciousness, he simply cannot absorb it.

The only option is to temporarily isolate it, leaving it here until the body "awakens," and the person is resurrected and returns to normal before carefully digesting it little by little.

Walking to the water vat used for timing, Li Zhuiyuan drew water to wash away the blood and grime from his face and let out a long sigh of relief:

"It seems that this time, at least your part is doomed."

……

Inside the funeral hall in reality, Xiong Shan and Li Hua were carefully treating the injuries.

Xiong Shan handles men, while Li Hua handles women.

Unlike other teams that have various corresponding roles, these guys, who come from humble backgrounds, really need to know a little bit of everything.

Aunt Liu's condition here is a bit off. I can't see any injuries, but her brows are tightly furrowed, as if she is enduring some kind of extreme pain.

This situation is very difficult to handle.

Pear Blossom asked her husband if she could get some Chenzhou talismans for calming the mind and soothing the nerves so she could put them on Aunt Liu.

However, Xiong Shan refused this request.

"Only treat obvious external injuries."

Pear Blossom nodded. After treating Chen Xiyuan's injuries, she began to focus on treating the old lady's penetrating wound in her left hand.

Sitting on a small stool, Benben would put down his bottle while his parents were busy, pressing the bottom against his tummy, and then grabbing the nipple with both hands and pulling it downwards.

After stretching it to a certain tightness, Benben slightly raised the bottle and aimed it at Zhao Yi, or more precisely, at Zhao Yi's crotch.

The little hands do the last batch.

"Boer!"

The pacifier shot out like a slingshot, hitting the bullseye!
Hearing the noise, Xiong Shan turned around and looked at his son.

Benben pointed to the pacifier on the ground, looked aggrieved, and looked at his father.

Xiong Shan walked over, picked up the pacifier from the ground, wiped it clean, put it back in his son's bowl, and patted his son's head.

He loves his son, although recently most of his attention has been given to his son's younger siblings who have never been seen.

When Xiong Shan turned around to continue treating his injuries...

behind,

"Boer!"

Benben pouted, pointing at the pacifier that had fallen to the ground again, her big eyes blinking.

Xiong Shan had no choice but to pick up the pacifier again, this time using more force to fix it back in place.

After her father went back to work, Benben kept digging and digging. This time, the baby was stuck too deep and it was indeed difficult to dig. However, the baby's concentration was very high, and the spirit of never giving up was inherited from her parents.

Finally, it's all sorted out again.

Raise the bottle and aim again.

Because Xiong Shan had specifically reinforced it, it was stretched even tighter and had a stronger momentum this time.

"boom!"

A direct hit!

Xiong Shan and Li Hua were both startled by the commotion and immediately turned to look at their son.

They saw wisps of white smoke rising from the bottle in their son's arms, which had no nipple.

Benben was too embarrassed to ask for the pacifier back, because the pacifier that had fallen next to Zhao Yi had exploded into the shape of an octopus.

Lower your head, sway back and forth, and reach out with your right hand to gently pat your buttocks.

Benben indicated that he was going to sleep.

Although the little head was lowered, its eyes were still moving. From Benben's tilted perspective, it saw the little black dog appear on the threshing floor by the door.

After being soaked in the rain for a long time, Xiao Hei's fur became even shinier.

Benben made "dududu" sounds, trying to call Xiao Hei to come and play with him.

Xiao Hei glanced at the situation inside the mourning hall, then looked up at the sky still flashing with lightning and thunder, before darting out, jumping off the dam, and disappearing without a trace.

Benben felt a little disappointed. He continued to curl up and look up, and as he looked, his mouth began to open wide. A red cloud appeared in the oppressive black sky.

A red lightning bolt appeared and struck the field below, in the very direction that Xiao Hei had run off from earlier.

"Boom!"

Xiong Shan and Li Hua were already used to the thunder and didn't react much.

"Pfft!"

Benben rolled off the bench.

Pear Blossom rushed over and picked up her son.

Benben pointed to the direction where the lightning had struck, wanting to cry but not daring to make a sound here.

……

The large tortoise was already badly damaged.

Although Uncle Qin was also seriously injured, he still maintained an indomitable spirit.

Probably three more punches will be enough to completely destroy this giant turtle.

As this time approached, Miss Liu became increasingly expectant and excited.

The emotion in Uncle Qin's eyes grew even colder.

No matter how passionate the desire for revenge may be, it cannot change the premise of that revenge.

A life without hope, no matter how long, is nothing but a bitter struggle.

The fist was raised again.

"boom!"

The giant turtle's head split open from the center.

Liu Yumei's sword energy followed up at the right moment, and with a "whoosh", the head of the giant tortoise split open to the sides like two flower petals.

The last bit of white fluid in my brain also flowed out.

It knew that it had no chance this time. Not only did it have no chance to kill the boy, but it couldn't even protect this part of itself.

It didn't intend to take the remaining two punches.

It spread its tattered arms, and the tortoise-shell patterns on its body became dense and intricate; it was casting a curse.

Curse that boy, so that he may never wake up.

It dislikes this approach because it is too unpredictable. If the other party is favored by heaven and earth, there will be countless ways to escape in a perilous manner.

But it doesn't matter, I'll just do what I can do right now.

Finally, a piercing, sharp, long sound was heard.

Its body exploded, and countless small turtles flew out and scattered in all directions.

It has decided to relinquish this part of its power, which will indeed severely damage it, but the only thing it can do now is to bring the gaze that has been left here back to its original body.

Only in this way can its true self clearly know everything that is happening here, instead of relying entirely on deduction, which will always have omissions.

When the giant tortoise gave up completely, Uncle Qin and Miss Liu were at a loss.

You can defeat it, but it's very difficult to stop it from committing suicide, and you don't even have a reason to stop it.

However, you have to deal with the aftermath of the suicide, especially the huge number of baby turtles that have sprung up.

Miss Liu: "Quickly, kill these turtles! They're trying to send a message to their true form this way!"

Uncle Qin kept throwing punches, shattering the little turtle piece by piece.

Liu Yumei continuously unleashed her feng shui killing formations, carrying out a highly efficient strangulation.

But this is the last step the giant tortoise takes here. These smaller tortoises can no longer merge their power with its main body. It is as if the giant tortoise has completely given up on the return of this power, all for the sake of sending a message.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Even with all our efforts to kill them, a large number of small turtles still managed to escape from this "world".

Su Luo tried his best to mend it, but he still couldn't completely stop it. It had nothing to do with his ability. Even Qing An couldn't do it without missing anything at this moment.

It's like having a big rat in the house; it's actually quite easy to catch. But if there are several termite nests, then there's really no way to catch it.

Looking at all these tiny "holes," Uncle Qin turned around and looked at Liu Yumei.

Miss Liu, leaning on her sword, said:
"It doesn't matter anymore. We've achieved our goal. We've already won. So what if it knows it was us? If it dares to come again, the Liu family isn't afraid of it!"

Hearing this, Uncle Qin felt a pang of sadness.

The Dragon King Willow is gone.

Miss Liu: "What? My Liu family isn't afraid, but does your Qin family think you are?"

Uncle Qin raised his chest and responded:

"My Qin family is not afraid either."

Miss Liu: "That settles it, hehe. But it's too early to worry about that now. Even if it finds out, what does it matter? It's been so badly injured today that it probably won't be able to dock again within sixty years. At our age, we don't need to worry about this anymore."

There is something I am curious about, and I hope Elder Qin can enlighten me.

Which master could have set up such an exquisite trap, capable of weakening such beings layer by layer to this extent, and then luring them inside?
Although this situation is perilous, it is entirely under control. Even the peach blossoms blooming everywhere seem to be part of the overall plan.

Such a brilliant plan, meticulously crafted step by step, with each layer intricately linked, is something I, this young lady, greatly admire. I truly wish to see it in person so I can learn from it and receive its guidance.

Uncle Qin: "Where is this..."

The conversation paused.

Uncle Qin reached out and touched his head.

At first, I just touched it lightly, but then I touched it harder and harder.

Something seemed about to pop out of his head, and he was trying to capture and search for it.

……

Inside the dojo.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the large patch of tiny, insect-bitten cracks that had appeared on the sign in front of him.

I took a sip of Jianlibao and found that the taste had returned to its original state.

"Go ahead and send the message if you want. I just want your part to be completely buried here, and I just want you to suffer this devastating blow."

I'm not afraid of you knowing exactly how I set it up, not to mention how long it will take you to recover your strength;

She would never give up this opportunity.

The boy's gaze was indifferent as he reached out and scooped up some water from the vat in front of him, saying calmly:

“My dear mother, you have crossed the line this time.”

This debt

I will come to you for a reading.

……

Nantong Grand Hotel, Room 909.

Li Lan stood there motionless for a long time.

However, she blinked first, then her hand fell down, and then the rest of her body regained its mobility.

Inside the room, the turtles that were crawling everywhere all consciously parted to make way for Li Lan as she took a step forward.

Li Lan sat down on the sofa chair and gently massaged her wrists.

The surrounding turtles gathered around her again, but this time they were no longer threatening; instead, they displayed a very clear attitude of flattery and obedience.

Li Lan picked up the cup of awful coffee that had long since gone cold from the coffee table, took a sip, and exclaimed in admiration:
"He's such a good son, he hasn't let his mother down."

……

A shower of tortoise shells began to fall from the sky above Siyuan Village.

A large number of small turtles were swept up by the raging typhoon and landed haphazardly.

Just as these turtles were turning over one by one, preparing to crawl eastward, two bells rang out from the farmland on both sides of the village road.

One is a Buddhist bell, the other a funeral bell.

At the northern end, the Emperor's altar reappears, seemingly breaking through some kind of constraint, or perhaps a truly terrifying shadow has descended.

In short, the portrait displayed in the center of the altar this time depicts the face of a dignified and bearded man.

In an instant, in this area, and even in a wider area, a large number of small turtles that had just fallen from the sky turned into pus.

The Great Emperor of Fengdu has officially made his move.

At the southern end, the Bodhisattva offering table reappeared, its Buddhist light flowing even more brilliantly than when it had actively supported Li Zhuiyuan before.

Countless tiny turtles were evaporated in an instant.

This time, the Bodhisattva's power was clearly amplified.

Because in Fengdu Hell, the Great Emperor stepped on the Bodhisattva's foot, lifted it up a little, and reduced his strength.

This gave the suppressed bodhisattvas more breathing space and allowed them to project more power.

The Great Emperor and the Bodhisattva are rivals currently engaged in a struggle.
But if given the opportunity and driven by shared interests, they may take a brief truce.

When the tortoise came at him aggressively earlier, the emperor was unwilling to confront it head-on.

But things are different now. Neither the Great Emperor nor the Bodhisattva would be willing to let go of the opportunity to beat a turtle that has fallen into the water.

Essentially, the greater the trauma that tortoise suffered this time, the less pressure they will face from the Heavenly Dao in the years to come.

However, the giant tortoise was clearly aware of this as well.

Threats that could have been removed from one's sight will not give up this opportunity once they see one's weakness.

So this final shower of turtles wasn't the whole story.

A turtle, because of its small size, was blown far away by a powerful typhoon before it could even land.

Divination by tortoise shells, the art of celestial evolution, the one that has vanished.

……

On the second floor of Liu Jinxia's house, Cuicui was sitting at her desk, looking quite bored.

It was windy and rainy outside. Not only was school closed, but Mom and Grandma wouldn't let me go out, not even to see my older brother Xiaoyuan and my older sister Ali.

Cui Cui placed a pencil horizontally on her pouting upper lip and held it between her nose and the pencil.

The window is right in front of her desk.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared, and Cui Cui saw two imposing figures standing in the distant rice paddies.

"Clap!"

The pencil fell, and Cui Cui looked shocked.

But no matter how much she rubbed her eyes, she could no longer find the traces she had seen before.

But she gradually began to feel fear, and somewhat belatedly realized it, she pulled her legs up onto the chair, crossed her arms and hugged herself tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably, and said in a tearful voice:
"Grandma...Mom..."

Hearing the noise, Liu Jinxia went upstairs to the second floor.

"Cuicui, what's wrong?"

"Grandma...I just saw the Buddha..."

Liu Jinxia thought her granddaughter had fallen asleep on her desk while doing her homework and had a nightmare, so she quickly put her hands together and bowed towards the outside.
"That's a good thing, haha, may the Bodhisattva bless you."

"Grandma... I also saw the portrait at the very back of your room..."

"The innermost portrait?" Liu Jinxia recalled carefully, "The Emperor of Fengdu?"

"He was just standing with the Bodhisattva..."

"Pfft!"

Liu Jinxia couldn't help but laugh, and went over to hug her granddaughter's head, comforting her:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're having a nightmare. It's just a nightmare. How could a Bodhisattva be standing with the Great Emperor?"

……

"Elder Qin, do you know or not?"

"Soon, immediately!"

Uncle Qin felt that he was about to find the answer.

He has a feeling right now that wood is blooming in his mind.

At this moment, on the second-floor terrace, Ah Li sat back in the rattan chair and closed her eyes.

The next moment, in the real funeral hall, Ah Li, who had been lying by the coffin, opened her eyes.

She reached out and slipped her hand into the quilt covering the boy inside the coffin, and grasped his hand.

A fingernail lightly traced across the boy's palm.

"Wow!"

All the red lines broke at that moment.

Inside the mourning hall, everyone who had been motionless before suddenly became awake.

This means that this wave has completely come to an end.

All the karmic repercussions that should have been avoided have been avoided.

Dimples appeared on the girl's face as she gently stroked the boy's face.

It seems to be speaking silently:
You're the best; we've already won.

You don't need to pretend to be asleep anymore; you can wake up now.

The boy inside the coffin

No response.

……

"Hey, you hillbilly, we're out of vegetables!"

"I told you to eat slowly, eat slowly, but who told you to eat so fast?"

"No, you invited me for drinks, and I brought enough alcohol, but you didn't prepare any snacks to go with them, and you're blaming me?"

"During the typhoon, all the cooked food shops in town are closed, and no one is setting up stalls. Where am I supposed to buy food?!"
"Let me tell you, these sausages and pig ears were bought by Runsheng Hou the day before yesterday when he came back to help me reinforce the house. I couldn't bear to eat them all myself, so I was thinking of saving them for you."

"Thank you so much, you even saved the leftovers for me!"

"Lord Sanjiang, what's wrong with leftovers? This is meat! Think about how difficult it was to get a bite of meat in the past!"

“I eat it every day.”

"you……"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you have any peanuts? You can fry me a plate of peanuts, that would be fine too."

I'll plant them next year.

"Pah! You think I have to wait until next year to eat even one of your peanuts? It's like I've been sentenced to death and am to be executed next year!"

"Lord Sanjiang, I'm starting to farm! I'm going to farm!"

"What's wrong? You want me to praise you? Praise you for finally learning how to grow vegetables at your age, after living in the countryside your whole life?"

"Damn it, what's the difference between this and praising you for finally stopping bedwetting?"

"Bang!" Shanpao slammed his hand on the table. "Marquis of Sanjiang, I'm warning you, don't speak so rudely!"

"Bang!" Li Sanjiang slammed his hand on the table. "My mouth is here to drink, not to talk! At least shut me up!"

Grandpa Shan was eventually a little out of breath, realizing it was due to his inadequate preparation, and could only say:
"How about we pour some vinegar and soy sauce on top of my cabinet and slurp them up?"

"Is this a method that a human could come up with?"

"Since the power's out anyway, we can't see anything by blowing out the candle, so we might as well eat crab legs with our drinks."

"Have you done this before?"

"No."

"Then what nonsense are you spouting to me!"

"When I didn't have money for snacks to go with my drinks, I used stones. I was just afraid you wouldn't be used to them and might break your teeth."

“Ha, hahahahaha!”

Li Sanjiang was so angry he laughed, then patted Shanpao on the shoulder.

Grandpa Shan: "It's my fault for not being prepared. I've taken advantage of you so many times, and I finally got to treat you back this time, but I didn't do it right."

Li Sanjiang: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We've been through thick and thin together for decades, we're practically inseparable."

When Grandpa Shan heard this, his face twitched. Wasn't it related to his arms and legs?
For decades, he followed Li Sanjiang on his business. Whenever danger arose, Li Sanjiang acted as if nothing had happened, while he was always the one who ended up with a broken arm or leg.

Grandpa Shan: "Hey, where are you going?"

Li Sanjiang walked out while untying his waistband: "Going to relieve myself."

Grandpa Shan: "Um, you..."

Li Sanjiang: "What, you've used this as a snack with drinks?"

Grandpa Shan: "Bullshit! Just pee there, don't go any further. That ditch is definitely overflowing, or you might slip and become a float."

"Then you'll have to get me out of here. Remember to ask my little Marquis Yuan for the money to retrieve my body. Don't be so greedy and ask for too much."

After Li Sanjiang left, Grandpa Shan paced around the house, looking for something else to go with his drinks.

A moment later, Li Sanjiang's excited voice came from behind:

"Hillbilly, Hillbilly, we've got some snacks to go with our drinks! We've got them!"

"What?"

"I was just about to turn on the water when I saw this thing struggling to swim over from the other side with its four legs. Hey, I caught it right away."

What are you all standing there for? Go boil some water, we're having a [drink/make a] date today.

Stewed turtle!

(End of this chapter)