Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 419

"I see."

Tan Wenbin put away his mobile phone and continued, somewhat helplessly.

"But I have to take Runsheng and Ayou back to Brother Xiaoyuan as soon as possible, otherwise it will be easy to be exposed."

"I understand. For Tan Daban, serving His Highness the Crown Prince is the most important thing."

"Then I'll trouble you..."

"I'll make arrangements."

"You've really worked hard, team."

"Don't say things like that, it's too intimate."

Tan Wenbin was at ease leaving things to Zhao Yi to arrange; the tacit understanding between the other team and Xiao Yuan Ge could save a lot of costs in terms of communication channels.

When Tan Wenbin moved his mobile phone next to him to answer the call together—no, when the man surnamed Li called at that moment—Zhao Yi knew that this task was assigned to him.

Well, Zhao Yi has gotten used to it.

While he was studying the people surnamed Li, the people surnamed Li were also thoroughly manipulating him.

It's easy to get benefits from someone surnamed Li, but it's impossible to gain an advantage!

Tan Wenbin walked to the back massage bed and patted Runsheng's chest.

Runsheng opened his eyes, still feeling like he hadn't had enough of a good sleep.

“We’re going back, Runsheng.”

"it is good."

Runsheng got out of bed, and with a series of grating sounds from his bones and muscles, his previously protruding belly and restless breathing returned to normal.

Zhao Yi's lips twitched.

This means that Runsheng has finished digesting it.

That life-saving opportunity that almost choked him to death was, for Runsheng, just a full meal.

During this time, I only briefly tasted it to see if it was salty or bland.

Just like the evil dragon residing within his own body, he was only temporarily keeping it safe.

Life is truly full of suffering.

Fortunately, I share the same aspirations as my ancestors.

Tan Wenbin waved goodbye to Zhao Yi.

When they went outside and found Ayou, they noticed that Ayou's stomach was a little swollen.

The bathhouse has a buffet restaurant on the second floor, which is still quite rare these days. Ayou led Chen Jing there and they ate until they were stuffed.

Fortunately, on the way back, the earliest stalls were already open at the morning market. Tan Wenbin bought a lot and had Ayou carry it.

"Hiccup, Brother Bin, I really can't eat anymore."

"Take this and smear some oil on your mouth with a fried dough stick. The police won't feed you when they raid prostitution."

"Oh."

Lin Shuyou took a fried dough stick, wiped it on his mouth, and took a bite. The freshly fried dough stick was very fragrant and crispy. After finishing one, he picked up a second one and continued eating.

Before we even arrived at our destination, half of the food in the bag was gone.

The earliest application of oil was simply unnecessary.

Tan Wenbin: "Okay, stop eating, or you'll run out."

Lin Shuyou smiled sheepishly.

Tan Wenbin: "Your appetite has increased again."

Lin Shuyou: "I'm full, but Tongzi wants to eat."

After consuming the Twin Jade to further enhance the fusion, Lin Shuyou's spiritual level can be replenished by the boy, and the boy can also draw nourishment from Lin Shuyou's body, creating a two-way cycle.

Tan Wenbin: "When my mother was pregnant with me, she also liked to say things like that to my father."

Lin Shuyou: "Uh..."

Tan Wenbin: "Be careful not to harm the fetus."

Back at the hotel entrance, Tan Wenbin tugged at the tires of his pickup truck parked downstairs.

Then, he led everyone upstairs.

Tan Wenbin opened the door and entered the room he shared with Li Zhuiyuan.

The boy was still lying in bed sleeping.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, we've settled everything. There's a police officer who took a refresher course with my dad and we were classmates for a while. He said he'll help me finish up the rest."

"Go to sleep and get some rest. After that, we'll head straight to Ji'an."

"Ah."

Tan Wenbin took off his clothes and got into bed.

As I picked up the water glass from the bedside table to drink, my peripheral vision inadvertently swept over the book "The Book Without Words".

He is now almost certain that this "wordless book" is the source of the "surveillance".

After putting the water glass back, Tan Wenbin closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

He can't sleep.

Realizing that the greatest danger was just a pillow away from him, his sense of crisis couldn't help but kick in.

The snake's eyes darted around, hypnotizing itself.

Soon, Tan Wenbin fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yi sat in Ran Yarou's office, eating dumplings that Ran Yarou had personally brought him.

Ran Yarou stood at the door, watching Zhao Yi having his meal, a sense of unease she tried hard to conceal and suppress.

She, or rather they, had already realized that the person in front of them was likely the real Zhao Yi from Jiujiang.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Zhao Yi ate dumplings one after another, and the more he ate, the funnier it became.

Compared to Tan Wenbin who was here before, they were actually more afraid of him.

But the problem is that offending himself isn't a big deal, because he likes to bargain.

But if you offend someone surnamed Li, you'll have to hire a contractor to handle all the funeral arrangements, because the family simply can't muster enough people.

Zhao Yi finished his dumplings, breathed a sigh of relief, and praised them:
"tasty."

Ran Yarou: "My husband loved eating the dumplings I made myself the most when he was alive."

Zhao Yi: "How did you get there?"

Ran Yarou: "I perished together with a wild boar demon that came down from the mountain to eat people and do evil."

She brought this up herself to elevate her own status.

But Zhao Yi, with his keen insight into life and death, could see through people's hearts. He knew she wasn't lying.

They sensed the woman whose body was hollowed out by maggots, and they had been searching for her. The two sides met at the most coincidental location, which led to the subsequent conflict.

Zhao Yi: "It wasn't easy."

Ran Yarou lowered her head and didn't say anything more.

She should have continued to expand on this topic to lay a better foundation for resolving the issues between the two parties.

But under the influence of the man's words, she lost control of her emotions and began to miss her deceased husband.

After a while, she suddenly realized that she had fallen into the other party's trap.

A fox spirit inheritor who excels at the spiritual realm was silently affected by the other party's emotions, which almost means that he has been completely defeated in this aspect.

Zhao Yi flicked his fingers together, lit the pipe, took a drag, and exhaled the smoke.

Feelings are feelings, and business is business.

Next, the most effective way to get the other party to cooperate with you as much as possible to complete the work in a short period of time is to demonstrate your own capabilities.

He wanted to let them know that if he hadn't been unconscious at the start, they wouldn't have had the chance to fight his leaderless group of subordinates for several days.

Ran Yarou looked up again, a foxy glint in her eyes.

The crack in Zhao Yi's life-or-death gate was stimulated and began to rotate.

Blood trickled from the corner of Ran Yarou's eye, and she squatted down.

Zhao Yi: "Why bother?"

Ran Yarou: "You must have something to discuss. Since you're going to get to the bottom of things, then get to the bottom of things clearly so that it's convenient for both of you."

Zhao Yi smiled.

She truly is a woman who can stand on her own.

Footsteps, deliberately made, could be heard outside the door.

Ran Yarou opened the door without wiping away the bloodstains.

Lu Yu glanced at Ran Yarou, then at Zhao Yi sitting behind his desk.

"what happened?"

"I just tested the waters, and I lost miserably."

Lu Yu nodded slightly, walked into the office, and asked Zhao Yi:

"What do you call it?"

"Zhao Yi from Jiujiang".

To get straight to the point and confirm it completely.

Lu Yu sat down on the sofa opposite him and said, "It seems we've come out on top."

Zhao Yi stood up: "It was my people who were being unreasonable. I apologize here."

Lu Yu, who had just sat down, stood up again to return the greeting: "That's what they mean by 'no fight, no friendship'."

Zhao Yi: "There's something I need your help with."

Lu Yu: "Speak freely."

Zhao Yi: "Are there places around here that none of you dare to venture into?"

Lu Yu: "Yes."

Zhao Yi: "How many places?"

Lu Yu: "Several places."

Due to historical legacies, many places will tacitly accept the existence of these issues as long as they do not cause harm to others.

Even in Nantong, there are many such places. Qing'an is the largest one there, and because it has revived and its peach orchards are in full bloom, it has suppressed other "harmful forces" so much that they dare not raise their heads.

Zhao Yi: "I want the most powerful and mysterious place."

Lu Yu: "Yes, but it's easy to never return from there."

Zhao Yi: "If we, as righteous people, go there and never return, then we will never return."

Lu Yu: "What do you need us to do?"

Zhao Yi: "Tell me the place, tell me the history, tell me how to get there. Besides that, help me with some errands. You just need to watch the results from the outside, and we'll go in ourselves."

Lu Yu: "That's not appropriate."

Zhao Yi: Where?

Lu Yu: "We can wait outside, but if you really go in, if you really die inside, we are willing to take the risk to retrieve your bodies and bury them."

Zhao Yi: "I don't think it's necessary."

Lu Yu: "This is about dignity and rules."

Zhao Yi: "Thank you."

Lu Yu: "Thank you."

The pace is progressing smoothly and quickly.

Lu Yu stood up and began to speak:

"Not far from here is a valley, and in the valley is a temple of the Five Immortals. The immortals on our bodies are all standing in that temple."

Zhao Yi understood.

Lu Yu meant that he wanted his group to help their family out of their predicament.

"Below the Five Immortals Temple, there is a mountain stream with black water flowing into a deep abyss. Evil energy often overflows from it, and every now and then, monsters corrupted by it try to escape and wreak havoc on the nearby villagers."

The purpose of the Five Immortals Temple was twofold: first, to deal with these vicious and malevolent spirits; and second, to suppress and guard against the source below.

Legend has it that a princess of a fallen kingdom once fled to this place with her retinue. Seeing no hope of restoring her kingdom and not wanting to be captured and humiliated, she led hundreds of palace maids and eunuchs to commit suicide there.

Their resentment and corpses were swept away by the mountain stream and plunged into the abyss. Over time, nourished by the evil mountain and water, they eventually became a great evil spirit.

Historically, they erupted once, nearly causing a terrible catastrophe.

Fortunately, the rebellion was suppressed, and the Five Immortals Temple was erected afterward to prevent its resurgence.

Zhao Yi: "This princess is so powerful?"

Many people commit suicide, but few can cause such a stir afterward, let alone on such a large scale.

Lu Yu: "It is said that this princess was originally obsessed with... evil magic."

Zhao Yi: "Oh~"

This makes sense. The princess of a fallen kingdom is just the most ordinary identity among them. In essence, she is a heretical cultivator leading hundreds of people in a desperate gamble fueled by resentment over the fall of her kingdom.

The people had been chosen long ago; perhaps even the birth dates and times of the palace maids and eunuchs were specified. The location had also been scouted long ago; it was clear from the beginning that this was not a good place.

Moreover, the abyss below that mountain stream may have been built and developed by her ancestors long ago.

It's impossible that a princess who likes sorcery could find a few books from the common people and become self-taught, unless her name is Princess Zhuiyuan.

Such small countries often perish quickly and tragically. Secular power systems often carry their own destiny, and those who delve too deeply into the mystical path may die without even knowing how they died.

Historically, those "illustrious sects," that is, sects with great influence and fame among the people, would soon face extinction if they tried to align themselves with power and leverage it to develop themselves.

As for Wang Quan personally entering the Xuanmen, that would be an even more insane act, like wearing a lightning rod on your head or dancing on a mountaintop during a thunderstorm.

Zhao Yi: "Could you be more specific about where the danger lies?"

If someone surnamed Li is going to stage an accident to extort money, he'll definitely choose a big one. If someone surnamed Li can easily resolve the situation, then who is actually extorting whom?
Lu Yu: "I was sent to the Five Immortals Temple to cultivate since I was a child. The master in the temple only let me wait on the outside. From the earliest time to the time when I was watching and giving warnings, I was also able to participate and hunt down the monsters that tried to escape from there."

But from beginning to end, even though I'm already this old, I haven't allowed myself to get too involved.

This is a rule in the temple; no matter who the master or junior monk is, no matter how high their status in the temple, no one is allowed to enter without permission.

Zhao Yi: "Be more specific."

Lu Yu: "Most of the immortal power within us remains in the Five Immortals Temple, suppressing that mountain stream."

Zhao Yi: "Okay, I understand."

The growth and expansion of inherited power is a spontaneous instinct.

Lu Yu and others were disciples of the Five Immortals Temple and also operated in the human world, thus representing the external influence of this lineage.

However, their tradition goes against "human nature" by expending most of their energy and resources on that Five Immortals Temple, which is enough to show just how serious the problems there really are.

Correspondingly, if they can solve the problem there, it would be equivalent to completely freeing the force behind Lu Yu. Not to mention anything else, people like Lu Yu and Ran Yarou would be able to get more or even several times more help from the Immortal Master.

This is a true local strongman; he doesn't suppress powerful figures, but rather goes with the flow, using them as an asset. Lu Yu: "If things succeed, my Five Immortals Temple will owe Brother Zhao a great favor."

Zhao Yi picked up the teapot on his desk and poured himself a glass of water.

He's representing someone surnamed Li in the negotiations, so we can't lower the price.

Lu Yu gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "If it succeeds, as long as it doesn't violate my morals or conscience, I will follow your orders!"

This price is reasonable.

Large forces are difficult to control, and controlling small forces is meaningless.

Moreover, some forces in the gray area, even if they control them, still suffer losses. For example, there's Baijia Town, located at the foot of the Yangtze River in Nantong. Zhao Yi knows just how much the Li family dislikes that town.

The power behind Lu Yu is not large now, but it will soon enter a period of development after the restrictions are lifted. Most importantly... they are clean.

Sacrificing their own development to suppress the evil spirits in the mountain stream was one reason, and following the rules was another.

The man surnamed Li has no shortage of people to help him fight, but he is very short of people to run errands. The area outside the Great Wall is rich in resources and is a fertile land. Even just providing some resources for collection would save the man surnamed Li a lot of trouble. There is no need for him to go out and wipe out a family and confiscate property every time he wants to conduct some experiments or research.

Zhao Yi didn't agree directly. When negotiating terms, one shouldn't mention personal feelings, but after negotiating the terms, one should still add a personal touch.

After taking a sip of water, Zhao Yi looked at Ran Yarou:

"Was your husband killed there?"

Ran Yarou: "Yes."

Zhao Yi pointed to the empty plate on the table:
"The dumplings are delicious. I'll avenge your husband."

……

The midday sun was shining brightly.

Tan Wenbin groggily got out of bed and the first thing he saw was Xiao Yuan sitting by the window reading a book.

Then, he saw Runsheng and Ayou in the same room, carrying hiking backpacks and waiting for him to wake up.

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Bin, you're awake~"

Tan Wenbin: "Being caught soliciting prostitutes by my father's classmate and having to clean up the mess has put me under a lot of psychological pressure. I couldn't sleep last night, so I hypnotized myself, and I didn't expect it to work so well."

Lin Shuyou: "Take it easy, Brother Bin."

Ah-you didn't know exactly what had happened, but having been in the team for a while, he could handle simple tasks without any problems.

Runsheng: "It will be past midnight in a quarter of an hour. If we check out late, they will deduct the deposit."

After Tan Wenbin quickly washed up, everyone went downstairs to check out and got into their car.

There are two routes from Dandong to Ji'an: one is longer but faster, and the other is shorter but slower.

Tan Wenbin suggested driving along the banks of the Yalu River, as the scenery is beautiful.

Once the car was driven out, the scenery was indeed delightful. The desolation of autumn and the atmosphere of Northeast China were, without exaggeration, no less beautiful than the Jiangnan region described by literati. In fact, while maintaining its delicate and graceful charm, it was even more magnificent and grand.

However, scholars do indeed have their uses. Along the way, everything was picturesque, but many of the road signs read: Black Bear Gully, Yellow Skin Gully, Wild Boar Ridge...

Just like Xi Shi's original name was Cuihua, it is quite a contrast.

The further away from the city, the worse the road quality becomes. Self-driving tours are not very popular now, and it is difficult to maintain and repair roads that do not carry out major transportation tasks in a timely manner. Just make do with what you have.

At the fork in the road ahead, rocks have fallen and blocked the road.

If it were just one rockfall, Runsheng could have easily lifted the car and gone around it. But looking around, there were many more rocks behind him, and even further away, there were traces of landslides on the ground.

There was no other way but to take a detour.

This detour took us away from the Yalu River and into the winding mountain road.

"Dong dong dong... dong dong dong... dong dong dong..."

The yellow pickup truck jolted all the passengers inside, causing them to bounce around.

Moreover, the road seemed to be endless, with one bend after another. Even Runsheng, who loved to eat pancake rolls with sesame seeds in the car, stopped eating.

We parked and took a short break.

Lin Shuyou stretched out a big yawn; his hands were a little sore from turning the steering wheel.

Tan Wenbin: "I'll drive from now on, you take a break."

Lin Shuyou: "Okay, Brother Bin."

Tan Wenbin drove the rest of the way. As they drove, they were no longer driving along the same route, but rather searching for a path. Hidden among the trees, you had to drive in cautiously to find out if there was a path at all.

Occasionally, you can see handwritten signs stuck on the roadside that read "Beware of bears" or "Beware of wolves".

We drove around in the mountains, taking a lot of time, but the speed was not fast and we hadn't gone very far. We were probably not getting any closer to our destination, but the sky was starting to darken.

As I was driving, white smoke started coming out of the hood and the car stalled.

Tan Wenbin awkwardly placed his hands on the steering wheel: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I was wrong."

Li Zhuiyuan: "How far is it from the next town?"

Tan Wenbin: "I don't know."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's abandon the car and walk to the next town to find a vehicle."

Everyone got off the bus and picked up their backpacks.

Before the hike, fearing that his car would block the road and affect the passage of other vehicles, Runsheng pushed his small pickup truck to the side of the road with his bare hands.

Although, at this hour, there probably won't be any cars around, otherwise everyone could hitch a ride.

We hadn't gone far downhill when it got completely dark.

The night in the old forest has a different atmosphere, and you can hear calls that sound like wild animals from time to time.

As everyone shone their flashlights forward, Lin Shuyou spotted an old sign with a directional arrow pointing up a path.

Accommodation, meals, and car repair.

Tan Wenbin: "Why don't we go up and give it a try? If we can find a repair shop, we can fix our car and get back on the road, and grab a bite to eat and rest while we're at it."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's go."

The group began their ascent up the mountain.

Along both sides of the road, some stone tablets and carvings gradually appeared, all of which were clearly old.

After crossing the slope via the path, we saw a temple-like building standing in the distance.

The late night and the deep mountains gave the temple an unusual atmosphere.

Fortunately, there was a large lightbox hanging outside, with a ring of colorful lights around it, creating a light curtain:

"Accommodation, meals, and car repair."

This lightbox instantly diluted much of the atmosphere, which was reminiscent of the ghost story in Liaozhai.

Tan Wenbin admires Zhao Yi for getting him to cooperate so readily.

Tires and car repair parts were piled up on both sides of the temple entrance.

The door is open.

As the group entered, they saw several elderly people with white hair sitting around playing chess and brewing tea.

Someone came in, but no one got up to greet them.

Tan Wenbin called out, "Hello, we need to eat and get our cars repaired!"

One of the old women raised her walking stick, her pent-up anger finally erupting as she shouted in a hoarse, shrill voice:
"Where did this bastard come from, actually treating this place like an inn!"

As soon as she uttered those words, a chilling wind swept through the surroundings, and the lights on the outside flickered and went out.

"Buzz!"

One by one, new light sources were lit, all glowing with a faint green light.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, it seems like we've really run into a shady business."

The old woman raised her cane and swept it in this direction.

Their aim was to get rid of this group and prevent them from disturbing the peace and quiet of the place.

The new arrangement here was done by her eldest disciple, Lu Yu, who brought people back to do it. She asked him about it, but Lu Yu wouldn't tell her; instead, he begged her not to ask.

But how could she not be furious that such a solemn temple had been turned into this state?
Li Zhuiyuan: "Tan Wenbin."

Tan Wenbin flipped his right hand, gripped the rusty sword, and thrust it forward, the sword clashing with the staff.

The old woman didn't intend to hurt anyone, but Tan Wenbin deliberately escalated the conflict and used force.

As the rusty sword unleashed its resentment, the old woman's gaze sharpened, and she gasped, taking two steps back.
"At such a young age, he's actually practicing such evil kung fu!"

Seeing this, the other elderly people also stood up, ready for action.

They exuded a special aura, and phantom figures drifted out from the depths of the temple, about to land on them.

There were originally more elderly people in the temple, but when Lu Yu went down the mountain, he took all the other middle-aged, young, and children with him, saying he wanted to go to the city to relax.

At this moment, only these old people are left to defend against the enemy, but they are also the most powerful beings in the temple.

It should be noted that the old woman who exchanged blows with Tan Wenbin earlier did not invoke a shamanic spirit; she relied solely on her own aged body.

At this moment, as they began to exude that special aura, their momentum was also rising at a terrifying speed.

Tan Wenbin flicked his rusty sword, and his resentment completely dissipated; Runsheng stepped forward and stood in front of everyone, his Qi gate opening; Lin Shuyou entered True Monarch state, revealing his battle aura.

The more formidable your strength is, the less likely a fight will break out.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan spoke up, saying, "It is our fault for coming here so abruptly. This junior is willing to offer incense as an apology before leaving."

This is a conciliatory remark, giving the other party a way out.

At the same time, as the boy said this, he raised his right hand, and all the candles around him instantly changed color, with their flames all pointing inward.

This greatly shocked the group of elderly people, because it meant that the restrictions of their temple were no longer completely under their control, but instead began to help the intruders.

The old man sitting in the middle put down his teacup, stood up, and his face was covered with age spots, making him look like a rotten wooden stump.

He said, "In that case, let's bid farewell after offering incense."

He gestured for the elderly people around him to stop their attempts to possess the spirits.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Receive."

Runsheng and the other two all restrained their imposing manner.

The old man pointed inside and said to Li Zhuiyuan, "Young friend, please come in."

After saying that, the old man went inside first, while the other old people outside did not move.

Li Zhuiyuan walked forward and waved to stop his companions who were trying to follow.

The boy trusted Zhao Yi's arrangements and believed that nothing would go wrong in this matter.

This temple is not large, and the halls are even smaller.

The lineage here is probably similar to that of Lin Shuyou's family, where there is a main temple and various branches. Each branch regularly sends talented members of the clan here for further study.

The old man led Li Zhuiyuan through the temple.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the five statues of immortals inside.

The Five Immortals in the Five Immortals Temple are an honorific title for five animals: fox, weasel, hedgehog, snake, and rat, which correspond to the folk saying "fox, weasel, white, willow, and gray".

The five celestial statues here are human-shaped, but they all retain the corresponding animal features.

However, its presentation is quite strange.

No matter whose temple it is, when you make offerings, you'll always try to make it as heroic and perfect as possible, but that's not the case here.

The foxes here have no tails, the weasels have no fur, the hedgehogs have no quills, the snakes have no heads, and the mice have no teeth.

The most crucial parts are missing.

Moreover, each of the five statues possesses a spiritual aura, signifying that the true forms of the five immortals reside here.

It doesn't seem like it was damaged after it was carved, because the expressions and postures of the five immortal statues give people a sense of helplessness and melancholy.

When they arrived at the incense offering table, Li Zhuiyuan finally understood.

There was a shrine standing there, and the missing parts of the five great immortal statues were put together to form a new small statue.

The statue does not face outwards, but inwards; its function is not to be placed inside the temple, but to "look out" at the temple from afar.

When they came in earlier, they were going uphill and could hear the sound of flowing water from a distance. So behind this temple, there was probably a valley and a flowing mountain stream.

This is a temple of suppression. These five great immortals each "sacrifice" a part of their bodies to stand here, suppressing and monitoring some entity behind the temple.

But what is this feeling of sorrow?

What was clearly a heroic and moving event, however, conveyed a sense of coercion, as if someone had been forcibly dragged into a car, based on the feeling emanating from the statue and the spiritual energy of the five immortals that Li Zhuiyuan sensed.

The five immortals were willing to suppress it, but it seemed they weren't entirely willing.

They are great, but they don't seem to be great in the most extreme way.

There is a kind of helpless sadness, like being forced into something you're not meant to do.

The old man lit three sticks of incense and handed them to Li Zhuiyuan: "Young friend, please."

Li Zhuiyuan took the incense with both hands, flicked it with his little finger, and broke off half of the bottom half of the three incense sticks.

Upon seeing this, the old man's eyes widened.

It's not that we think the boy is arrogant and disrespectful; this action means that the boy's status and the power and family he represents are far above this level. We cannot offer him full incense, otherwise we would not be able to enjoy it and it would be detrimental to us.

Li Zhuiyuan placed the incense sticks into the incense burner.

The moment the incense was lit, the roll of red cloth behind the offering table suddenly began to tremble.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the old man and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man looked surprised and replied, "I don't know."

Li Zhuiyuan: "What's behind the red cloth?"

Old man: "It's a wall."

Li Zhuiyuan: "What's on the wall?"

Old man: "A wisp of sword energy."

"Wow!"

The red cloth was instantly torn to shreds and scattered, revealing the wall behind it, with a sword mark on it, the sword energy still lingering within.

This means that it was the boy's act of offering incense that triggered the sword energy to respond.

The old man swallowed hard, his lips trembling, and asked the boy in disbelief:

"You are... from the Dragon King's family?"

Upon seeing this sword energy, Li Zhuiyuan's doubts were completely dispelled.

The area behind this temple was once plagued by evil spirits, but a man once went there and quelled the chaos.

But this person, perhaps unfamiliar with formations, or perhaps disliking complicated matters due to their personality, fearing that the lingering evil spirits they had executed might cause trouble again, chose an extremely simple and brutal method.

He cut off the tails, skin, thorns, heads, and teeth of the five great immortals, forcibly imprisoned them here, and made them build temples to continue the lineage and suppress and guard this area for generations.

This is a great thing and an incredible opportunity for the great immortals who cultivate from demons.

But that person essentially molded this good thing into dough, regardless of whether they wanted it or not, and stuffed it directly into their mouths, so that the immortals would remain great forever!
This sword energy revealed the identity of this person.

Liu Qingcheng, the Dragon King of the Liu Family!

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