Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 424

"Brother Bin, it's so windy outside. Luckily, the tents in our camp are sturdy."

"That's right, don't you even know who fixed it?"

"Hehe, I must say, Three-Eyes is indeed talented in this area, and even more so in being a captain. He can become a captain anywhere."

Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou each carried two boxes of blueprints as they walked in the strong wind.

When they could see Engineer Luo's office ahead, Tan Wenbin nudged Lin Shuyou lightly with his elbow.

Lin Shuyou understood and knew he had to be careful with his words from now on.

Stepping into the office tent, Engineer Luo and Brother Yuan stood side by side, both holding pens and exchanging ideas while looking at the blueprints in front of them. Xue Liangliang, on the other hand, was organizing the work of the other senior colleagues.

Even though Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou received scholarships based on their excellent grades, this kind of high-level game was not something that they, as sophomores, could participate in.

In fact, the two of them were the ones who came through connections to get their credentials; they were items that the shop required Luo Gong to buy when he bought Xiao Yuan Ge.

Back when they were at the military retirement home, Runsheng was in charge of carrying thermos flasks and getting meals. The other two were only one level above Runsheng in terms of social status, carrying documents and drawings and getting ink for pens.

However, this kind of thing is like a master leading you through the door, but the rest is up to you. In addition to doing odd jobs, if you see which senior brother has any simple tasks, you should take the initiative to ask and do what you can to help.

Everyone goes through this process. After all, only a handful of people have the ability and vision to become project leaders in the industry. Most seemingly prestigious industries are filled with highly skilled workers, who are essentially no different from the mules raised by our grandfathers.

Xue Liangliang answered the phone, responded a few times, hung up, and walked over to Engineer Luo:
"Teacher, Elder Zhai asked Xiao Yuan to go and provide some support."

Engineer Luo frowned and said angrily:

"If he borrows Xiaoyuan, what will we use?"

During the project construction process, various variables will be encountered, and the plan will be constantly revised dynamically, making it far more complicated than before the project started.

After losing his temper, Engineer Luo calmed down and said to Li Zhuiyuan:

"Xiao Yuan, go ahead."

"okay."

"come back earlier."

"I see."

Engineer Luo gave a wry smile. It felt like a long time ago, when every project team was fighting tooth and nail for the school's "computer hours".

Xue Liangliang reminded him, "Xiao Yuan, the security check at the camp where Elder Zhai is is very strict. You'd better leave your personal belongings here to avoid trouble when going through security."

"it is good."

Li Zhuiyuan took out the pen and blueprints from his pocket, along with the book "The Book Without Words," and placed them on his desk.

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiaoyuan, it's windy outside, I'll go with you."

Xue Liangliang: "No need, there are dedicated guides over there. I'll make a call to arrange it."

When Li Zhuiyuan arrived at the camp area, a jeep was already parked there waiting for him.

The driver and accompanying person sat in the car with their backs straight.

The security level at this camp has been lowered, while the security level at Elder Zhai's camp has been raised.

The main problem is that all the excavated "cultural relics" are sent there for on-site research, which greatly increases the probability of something going wrong.

Along the way, Li Zhuiyuan saw a convoy of tractors driving towards him on the mountain road below.

Upon seeing the jeep, the lead tractor slowed down and shone its light behind it, signaling the convoy to stop and make way.

As they passed each other, Li Zhuiyuan saw Captain Zhao.

His beard hadn't been trimmed in a long time, he had a towel around his neck, and a new medal pinned to his chest.

The medal was awarded just yesterday. A truck overturned during transport and almost slid down a hillside. He and his team not only rescued the driver but also salvaged the truck and its cargo.

Captain Zhao picked up a large tea mug, lifted the lid, shook it, took a sip of water, swallowed it, and then smiled.

That smile is so perfect it could be featured in a New Year's picture depicting a model worker or an advanced worker.

After Li Zhuiyuan passed by, Zhao Yi signaled with his light to the rear, and the group continued forward.

At first, he was somewhat resentful that he could only work as a front-line construction worker while someone surnamed Li could do design work.

But after actually participating in frontline work, Zhao Yi realized that he had been narrow-minded and arrogant before.

Although Zhao Yi suffered more than 99% of the world's people due to illness since childhood, as the young master of the Zhao family in Jiujiang, he had never actually participated in productive labor except for working for someone surnamed Li.

This recent experience has taught him a lot, as if he had received another lesson.

The story of our ancestor Zhao Wuyang, a man of humble origins, doesn't refer to someone who is carefree and penniless, but rather someone who understands better than those scions of powerful families what it means to build something from nothing.

With a copy of "The Code of Conduct for Traveling the River" and a copy of "Ancestral Notes," Zhao Yi felt that he hadn't wasted his time traveling the river with the man surnamed Li. Even if the man surnamed Li later reneged on his promise, he had already made a fortune.

I looked up and saw the dark, gloomy sky.

Zhao Yi knew that the real final moment was about to arrive.

If we convert the construction phase here to the early and middle stages of the previous wave, the timeline actually matches up perfectly.

Zhao Yi shouted loudly to the tractor driver behind him:

"Pass this on: the weather's changing. We'll definitely be done for the day after this delivery. Hurry up, finish the deliveries early and get to town sooner. I'll treat everyone to drinks and have some fun."

One tractor driver after another passed the message down, and by the time it reached the end, it became:

"Hurry up and finish delivering, the captain wants to treat everyone to a foot bath and have some fun!"

The effect was exceptionally good. Not only did no tractor fall behind in the bad weather, but the tractors behind kept honking their horns, urging Zhao Yi's vehicle to speed up.

The two camps were located at opposite ends of the large construction site. However, Li Zhuiyuan's camp was outside the formation, while Elder Zhai's camp was within the formation's range.

When passing through the entrances and exits of the large formation area, one must undergo another round of inspection.

Li Zhuiyuan witnessed the construction of this great formation day by day, and it held no secrets from him whatsoever.

However, this also left him helpless against the great formation.

It's very simple, and the simpler it is, the less flawed it is.

It is composed of small formations, medium formations, and large formations, strung together layer by layer. When this formation is in operation, each small formation position requires a dedicated maintenance personnel.

Just like the "demon-revealing mirror" used for exploration in the initial camp, it was initially in a state of physical disconnection.

Li Zhuiyuan could easily break or control each of the smaller formations, but he couldn't borrow or manipulate this large formation.

Unless he can gain true command of this great formation.

"This is what it means to have a heavy sword without an edge."

When you have a massive, imposing machine behind you to provide assistance and drive you, many technical skills become superfluous. The first priority is to ensure safety and stability, and then you can simply push through.

This is the difference between private feuds in the martial arts world and the glorious public service.

After passing through security, Li Zhuiyuan was led to Elder Zhai's new office.

In the open area of ​​the camp, there were wooden crates filled with various recently unearthed artifacts; these alone could fill a large museum.

Unfortunately, although the Goguryeo Dynasty lasted a long time, in most people's historical perception, it has always been a negative backdrop to the Central Plains dynasties, making it difficult to develop tourism solely based on this.

The office of Mr. Zhai was very quiet. It was filled with various exquisite objects, as well as a stone tablet as tall as a person. His desk was piled with rubbings.

"Teacher, you look much more haggard."

"There's nothing I can do. As people get older, if the workload is too heavy, I can't get enough rest. Now I have to rely on sleeping pills to get a short nap every day."

Old Zhai took a white medicine packet out of his pocket and placed it on the corner of his desk.

There is a dedicated medical room in the camp, and all kinds of medicines are available. However, some medicines are rationed and will not be given to you in a whole bottle. Instead, they will be given to you in a small paper bag similar to the one used to store two-inch photos.

"You can't take too much of this medicine."

"I know, come on, help me translate these."

"it is good."

The text translated by Li Zhuiyuan contains sacrificial texts recited by many Goguryeo kings during their ceremonies here.

In their context, this place is the direct embodiment of "the will of heaven," and they believe that by offering sacrifices and prayers here, they can ensure the peace and prosperity of their country for generations to come.

Mr. Zhai praised, "You translated very well. Sometimes I really find it strange that even the smartest little brain wouldn't be so outrageous, and you can adapt to different industries so quickly."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Someone in my family works in the archaeology industry, so I was exposed to it from a young age."

Old Zhai nodded: "No wonder, then why did you decide to switch careers to do this?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Teacher, aren't you the same? You clearly prefer to study these things."

After retiring, Professor Zhai became obsessed with history, culture, and archaeology. His research on Goguryeo was also a key reason why he was able to participate in this survey project.

At heart, Mr. Zhai is actually a rather artistic and introverted person, which is why he is much weaker than Engineer Luo in team building and development.

Old Zhai smiled and said, "The needs of different times are different. There weren't many masters during the Republic of China era."

Li Zhuiyuan finished translating the part in front of him, put down his pen, and rubbed his sore hands.

Professor Zhai picked up the manuscripts and handed them outside, asking someone to pass them on to other research groups.

Then, Old Zhai brewed two cups of tea.

Li Zhuiyuan remembered Luo Gong's instructions to come back as soon as he finished the task, but the young man still sat down and drank tea with him.

It's not easy to meet your "master".

Moreover, although the "master" appeared incredibly composed this time, there was also a hint of impatience in that composure.

He valued this opportunity highly.

Perhaps it was because of the Fengdu project incident last time, which allowed us to use our power to suppress the Bodhisattva and give Him a taste of success.

Now that there's a similar opportunity, He wants to replicate it again.

Li Zhuiyuan speculated:
Suppressing oneself brings merit, suppressing Bodhisattvas brings merit; the "teacher's" ambitions are not small. He wants to continue to find new characters to suppress, and to raise his underworld to a higher level.

Mr. Zhai: "What are your impressions after seeing those?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Other sacrificial cultures have a transition, or a messenger role. This is different. The owner of this sacrificial site deliberately concealed this position and portrayed himself as the absolute embodiment of the will of heaven."

Master Zhai: "Yes, the successive owners, or presiding officials, of this place have forcibly linked their own will with the will of Heaven. This means that they not only have the right to interpret scriptures, but they are also writing scriptures."

Under normal circumstances, secular power would not allow such a preposterous aberration to exist.

"So it died out."

Old Zhai pointed to the thick stack of documents and materials on and under his desk:
"There is no evidence that it was destroyed by secular power. There are no records of either the Goguryeo Dynasty or the Central Plains dynasties attacking Goguryeo."

Moreover, based on the findings from the current construction progress, the underground structure itself shows no signs of external attack or damage.

It's more like it was suddenly erased from the annals of history overnight.

What do you think caused this?

Old Master Zhai took a sip of tea and said slowly, "It's just random speculation and won't be recorded in writing or any records."

"Teacher, I was just listening casually."

"Xiao Yuan, tell me, besides being forbidden by secular power, what other kind of entity would be extremely averse to such a bizarre sacrificial site that insists on copying and interpreting scriptures?"

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head.

Old Master Zhai lowered his voice: "Xiao Yuan, do you believe in divine retribution?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I am an atheist."

Old Zhai took out a thick notebook and pushed it in front of Li Zhuiyuan: "What you just translated was the sacrificial inscription from the middle and later periods. This is a collection of the earlier ones that I collected and translated. See if there are any differences."

Li Zhuiyuan took the notebook and quickly flipped through it. Soon, the boy noticed the difference.

"In its early days, it was a traditional place of worship. The Goguryeo nobles used it as a transit point for praying to heaven, and the person in charge here only regarded himself as a messenger between heaven and earth."

What do you think caused this change?

"The expansion of ambition?"

Mr. Zhai: "This answer seems a bit too old-fashioned."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "I think so too."

Mr. Zhai: "I believe it is more of a misconception."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Misled?"

Old Zhai seemed exhausted; he supported his forehead with his hand and yawned.

"It can be, or it can not be. When it is needed, it is; when it is not needed, it is neither."

"Teacher, why are you suddenly being sarcastic?"

Old Zhai rubbed his sleepy eyes:
"When it gradually realizes that it is no longer itself, it will frantically try to prove that it is still itself. At this stage, even if it still verbally praises and proclaims that it is upholding the will of God, it has actually become the biggest rebel under the will of God."

Old Zhai lowered his head and slumped onto his desk, falling asleep.

Li Zhuiyuan sat in the chair, processing those words.

This is the answer that "teacher" conveyed to him through the words of the teacher in front of him.

Heaven didn't intend to break its own sword now, as it still had some use to Heaven.

For example, Li Zhuiyuan was quite looking forward to seeing if the Heavenly Dao would arrange a scene of master and disciple killing each other before breaking him, since he, as the "teacher," continued to expand the Underworld.
In the "Book Without Words," its slogan is to uphold the will of Heaven and kill itself, this "evil spirit."

That's the truth, but the truth may not be accurate in different times.

It is forcibly defying the laws of nature, trying to use itself as a springboard to realize some of its ambitions.

An irresponsible guess is that this might be a competition between an old, discarded, rusty knife and this new knife for attention?
It turns out that the Way of Heaven is not on its side.

His "master" had seen this point, which was why he was so actively involved in this wave.

Li Zhuiyuan draped a coat over Old Zhai's shoulders and then walked to the tent entrance.

The sky outside grew increasingly dark, and the wind blew stronger and stronger. "The timing, the location, and the people are all against you. This time, even if you don't lure or force me down, I have no choice but to go down."

"Xiao Yuan..." Old Zhai opened his eyes groggily, "Are you leaving..."

"Yes, my teacher told me to go back as soon as I'm done here, there's a lot going on there too."

"Then you'll have to come here again tonight. The construction site said they've unearthed a new batch of inscriptions and they'll be delivered tonight. With you here, the progress here can keep up."

"Good teacher."

"Bring a few more people over to help out. We don't have enough manpower here. The other groups have moved on to the next phase. Bring a few strong people to flip the inscriptions over and make rubbings."

"I understand, teacher."

"Thanks a lot……"

Li Zhuiyuan returned in a jeep.

When the boy arrived at Engineer Luo's place, he started working non-stop again.

After dark, Runsheng brought out boxed lunches and distributed them to everyone, who ate while working.

Li Zhuiyuan checked the time and was about to tell Engineer Luo that he had to go to Old Master Zhai's place again tonight when the phone rang again.

Xue Liangliang answered the phone; it was Old Zhai calling.

Engineer Luo was so angry that he threw down his pen and said bluntly:
"You can't choose or train apprentices yourself, so you just borrow other people's, huh!"

They'll be very respectful to your face, but when they're caught up in work-related emotions, they won't be so polite.

But we still have to give face. No matter what, Old Zhai still has connections. The reason why Engineer Luo tacitly accepted that Xiao Yuan was also that person's student was because he didn't want to delay the child's future. At crucial moments, that person also has the power to give a push.

"Go ahead, come back soon, and go straight to rest when you get back. I've seen how tired you are today."

"Teacher, I need to take a few more people with me. There's a shortage of manpower there, and we need them to help with the rubbings."

"Take them all! Take everyone here with him!"

Furious, Engineer Luo sat down, picked up his teacup, and took a big gulp.

After Xue Liangliang helped call the instructor, he rushed to comfort Engineer Luo and gave Li Zhuiyuan a look.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, called Tan Wenbin, Lin Shuyou, and Runsheng who had just delivered the boxed lunches, and went out.

As always, besides the clothes you're wearing, don't bring any other unnecessary items with you; leave them here.

Two jeeps arrived to pick people up. On the way back to the campsite, the wind was so strong that it almost stirred up a sandstorm. Sand and pebbles hit the vehicle body and made a "crackling" sound. The people sitting in the vehicle had to keep their heads down.

Upon arriving at our destination and getting off the bus, the first thing everyone did was clean their ears and nostrils before rinsing their mouths with water.

If the severe weather conditions do not improve, construction work will gradually cease starting tonight.

Li Zhuiyuan knew it wouldn't improve; it was creating a suitable infiltration condition for itself.

Tomorrow morning, when the construction site has stopped and the guards are relaxed, I will take my companions down to the ancient burial site.

Now, I've done my last shift and will make a little more contribution.

The newly delivered inscription was placed at the entrance of Elder Zhai's office. Li Zhuiyuan gestured to Runsheng and the others to carry the inscription inside, and he himself was the first to enter the tent.

Unexpectedly, there was another person with Elder Zhai, an old man wearing a Taoist robe.

"Xiao Yuan, let me introduce you. This is Master Sun. He is also an expert in the field of Goguryeo culture research and a key figure in our project team."

Li Zhuiyuan knew that this Taoist priest was not only a researcher of Goguryeo culture, but also the actual person in charge of the outer formation of the construction site.

The "demon-revealing mirror" that was used to scan the campsite every night recently was his work.

He was a senior figure whose profound knowledge of formations commanded respect and respect from even Li Zhuiyuan.

"Hey, hey, hey, Lao Zhai, what kind of Taoist priest are you calling yourself here? Don't corrupt the kids. I wear this Taoist robe purely because it has many pockets inside, so it's convenient for me to carry things. It's not for promoting any feudal superstitions here!"

Li Zhuiyuan noticed a compass hanging from his waist.

The compass is adorned with a seven-hearted exquisite lock, and the bottom is decorated with a dragon-shaped net that traps the earth.

The compass itself is unremarkable, but the two locks on it are quite sophisticated.

Because this compass is the mother compass, it can be used to transmit directions to the many child compasses below. This is the key to the large array surrounding the construction site!

Old Zhai: "Look how scared you are. This isn't like back then, why are you so nervous?"

Master Sun: "You can't say that. Come here, little one. My name is Sun Yuanqing. Hey, you're really handsome. Tsk tsk, when you grow up, you'll probably have a lot of romantic entanglements... Hmm, it would be such a waste if you didn't attract any romantic attention. It's such a pity to be so good-looking."

Old Zhai: "Why bother with extramarital affairs? Life is short, it's not worth wasting your energy on such trivial matters."

Master Sun said, "It's alright for someone your age to say such things, but the child is still young."

Li Zhuiyuan was eagerly anticipating Master Sun's detailed fortune-telling.

Unfortunately, Master Sun didn't have that bad habit.

He just glanced at it casually, without looking closely or calculating anything.

As for using force, Runsheng and the others here do have the conditions to use force, since array masters are often very weak in terms of physical strength.

But at this juncture, directly breaking ties with this Taoist priest would come at a high price due to karmic repercussions. Even if the cost could be offset by his own account, this Taoist priest's robes clearly concealed a hidden treasure, likely containing many artifacts that spontaneously protect their masters. If he couldn't be controlled immediately, with just a thought from him, the mother compass could be gently turned, activating the great formation, and he and Runsheng would be suppressed as evil spirits.

To reiterate, this formation is simple, but he really has no way to break it.

Li Zhuiyuan called out to the outside of the tent, "Brother Binbin, be careful when you move them, don't damage them, they are all cultural relics."

"got it!"

Tan Wenbin responded and immediately waved, indicating that instead of each person carrying a large piece, the three of them should work together to carry it in piece by piece.

Master Sun reached out and rubbed his brow vigorously.

When he came in, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the Taoist priest's eyes were very red and bloodshot.

Old Zhai: "Didn't you get enough rest?"

Master Sun: "Yes, there are too many things to worry about."

Old Zhai: "What are you worried about?"

Master Sun smiled, offered no explanation, and instead put his hands in his pockets, saying, "Old Zhai, do you have any hot water here? I need to take some medicine."

"What medicine?"

"They say it's a stimulant."

"They prescribe this kind of medicine here?"

"Hehe, you have insomnia, I have excessive sleepiness. Sigh, it would be great if we could complement each other."

"Here you go, this is warm. I poured it earlier and let it cool down."

"Thank you."

When the two were exchanging water cups, they didn't coordinate well. Old Master Zhai let go of the cup prematurely, and it fell. Master Sun instinctively flicked his toes to catch it, but the cup grazed the edge of the desk and bounced up with a "bang," spilling all the water out.

Old Zhai: "Oh dear, I..."

Master Sun said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm slow-witted and react too slowly."

Master Sun was exhausted. His mind was constantly on edge, and he had to worry about the great formation all the time. While others could rest, he had to sleep with one eye open.

He probably carried similar pills with him, but he likely developed a tolerance to them from taking too many recently, which is why he went to the infirmary to get stimulants.

Li Zhuiyuan walked over, found a fairly clean rag, wiped away the water stains on the table, and then went to get a cup of hot water. He used two cups to pour the hot water in alternately from top to bottom to speed up the cooling process.

Master Sun sat down in the chair, took his hand out of his pocket, pulled out a talisman, and said:
"Here, baby, this is for you. It will keep you safe."

"Thank you, Grandpa Sun."

"Hehehe." Master Sun asked Elder Zhai, "Your student?"

"of course."

"It must have taken a lot of effort to cultivate him, right?"

Upon hearing this, Old Zhai blushed.

Seeing this, Master Sun laughed and said, "Ha, it couldn't have just closed the door and come in by itself, could it?"

Old Zhai: "You look perfectly fine, there's no need for you to take medicine."

Master Sun: "Can this child be considered your last disciple?"

Professor Zhai: "Look at my age, is it still possible for me to personally mentor students? At most, I can give large lectures and provide guidance to project teams."

Master Sun looked at Li Zhuiyuan and asked:
"Baby, why don't you make your own decision and arrange a marriage for yourself?"
I have three granddaughters, about your age. You can choose one, and I'll give you a Taoist temple that I can lease to a private owner. It'll bring in a large sum of money every year, enough for you to live comfortably."

Old Zhai: "At my age, I should be more serious."

Master Sun was not joking. To be able to work here at such a young age, one must be very smart. In addition, he is very handsome and doesn't have any romantic entanglements, which means he is very devoted.

Such a grandson-in-law is only available if you act early at this time.

"Grandpa Sun, the water temperature is right."

Master Sun took the water and continued to ask:

"Not answering Grandpa's question? Hey, kid, don't tell me you've already been reserved by someone else, right?"

"Grandpa Sun, please stop joking."

"Don't worry if you've already made a reservation. Grandpa will go find that family to cancel the engagement for you."

As Master Sun spoke, he picked up the small white paper packet from the corner of his desk, deftly unsealed it with his fingertips, poured all the pills into his mouth, and then gulped them down with a glass of water.

Old Zhai: "You ate so much?"

Master Sun said, "This is not enough. There are many rules over there. You have to go back to replenish your food every time you eat there. They won't give me more."

Old Zhai: "That shouldn't be the case. The way you eat, it scares me. It could kill someone."

Master Sun shook his head. If this stimulant were really that potent, that would be good.

He didn't notice that his packet of medicine was still in his pocket.

When I was about to take it out, the water glass fell and I forgot about it.

As he sat down and took the water glass, what he casually picked up was actually the sleeping pills that Old Zhai had shown to Li Zhuiyuan during the day, which had been placed on the corner of the desk.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed it, but did not warn him.

Furthermore, Li Zhuiyuan also saw that Master Sun was slightly shaking his head, and his right index finger was also circling.

He was actively trying to circulate his qi, hoping the effects of the medicine would dissipate faster. He was too exhausted and wanted to recover his energy as quickly as possible.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around, took the rubbings handed to him by Tan Wenbin and the others, and began translating.

At first, Master Sun stood up and stood to the side to watch, praising, "The translation is very accurate, and the handwriting is beautiful too. Little one, let me tell you, one of my granddaughters can play the piano, one can paint, and another can do magic... cough cough, which one do you like?"

Li Zhuiyuan gave a polite smile and continued with his work.

Master Sun sat down, rested his chin on his hand, and continued, "What's wrong? Do you think that your Grandpa Sun is not doing well because he's wearing this Taoist robe? Hehe, to tell you the truth, your Grandpa Sun has a very high status."

Li Zhuiyuan continued translating.

After translating, I handed the manuscript to Mr. Zhai.

After checking everything, Master Zhai nodded with great satisfaction, then his gaze fell on Master Sun, who was fast asleep on his desk.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Teacher, should we wake Grandpa Sun up?"

Mr. Zhai: "Never mind, he's really tired. Anyway, you've finished translating, so the work here isn't too busy anymore. Let him get a good night's sleep."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Mr. Zhai walked to the office door and called for the people outside to come and take his manuscript.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Zhuiyuan reached for the compass at Master Sun's waist.

Just as he was about to touch him, the boy immediately sensed that there were several special entities within Master Sun's robe, which were becoming wary of his actions.

If I dare to continue, I will be attacked immediately.

Moreover, he may be carrying other warning signals, which, once triggered, will surely alert other personnel to the situation and prompt them to arrive immediately.

Li Zhuiyuan moved his face closer and asked in a low voice:
"Grandpa Sun, if I become your grandson-in-law, will I get a lot of good things?"

Master Sun, with his eyes closed, smacked his lips a few times and mumbled incoherently:
"Yes... I'll give you whatever you want..."

Li Zhuiyuan then reached for the compass at the Taoist priest's waist. This time, all the hostility directed at him from within the Taoist priest's robe vanished.

The boy's fingers moved rapidly, and relying on his skill in mechanical arts, he first quickly unlocked the Seven Hearts Exquisite Lock, and then immediately dismantled the Dragon Trapping Net.

It's urgent, because this sleeping pill only caught Master Sun off guard. His consciousness will likely be restored in a few minutes by his sense of responsibility and alertness.

It's been taken down; the compass is in hand.

"Teacher, I'm going back now."

"Okay, then you should go back. I've been borrowing you like this, your teacher must be furious and cursing over there, right?"

"It didn't come to the point of swearing."

"Hahaha!"

Li Zhuiyuan gestured to Runsheng and the others to follow him out of the tent.

However, the boy did not head towards the jeep, but instead walked towards the location of the ancient burial site while rapidly fiddling with the compass.

Tan Wenbin noticed this and asked, "Brother Xiaoyuan, are we going to...?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's bury the dead in the ancient tomb."

Lin Shuyou: "Ah, Brother Xiaoyuan, but we didn't bring any weapons or equipment..."

Li Zhuiyuan:
"It's okay, I'll keep it out of the house."

(End of this chapter)