Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 448

Chen Xiyuan raised her head, took a deep breath, blinked hard, and her eyes reddened:

“I could tell that the old lady was being considerate of my feelings.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "You misheard. She was being considerate of my feelings."

Chen Xiyuan: "Hmm..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go back and help with the cooking; you must be hungry."

Chen Xiyuan: "I'm not hungry."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I have good hearing. When you just opened the domain, what appeared before me was a scene of clouds and thunder. Then I realized that there were only clouds and no thunder. That was your stomach growling."

Chen Xiyuan clutched her stomach, her face turning red this time.

"Then...then I'll go."

"Go."

Chen Xiyuan carried the goods into the village.

The bofu, strung on a flute, was shrouded in a faint black mist. To ordinary people, it looked like a young woman carrying a skinned lamb.

After crossing the cement bridge on the village road, turn north onto the path, and at the end is Grandpa Li's house.

Chen Xiyuan stopped here.

Pear blossoms are walking towards us from the opposite direction.

She was holding Xiao Hei in her arms and holding Benben's hand.

In the morning, Xiong Shan ran into Uncle Qin in the field and learned that the people inside had returned. Xiong Shan then told Li Hua to quickly take the dog back and bring the puppies with her.

Xiao Hei is notoriously lazy. At home, someone can keep it in check, but at Big Beard's house, it completely lets loose, lying in its doghouse and not wanting to move at all. Pear Blossom doesn't really dare to scold or hit it, so she can only pick it up.

As for Benben, once he can walk, he can walk by himself with his little backpack and milk bottle.

Pear Blossom tied a rope around her son's body, with the other end wrapped around her hand.

I was worried that there were many potholes on the village road and that my son might accidentally fall. I also noticed that my son seemed reluctant to go to Uncle Sanjiang's house and wanted to sneak away.

"Miss Chen, you're back."

"Yes, Aunt Pear Blossom."

"That's perfect, could you please take it over for me?"

"Okay."

Chen Xiyuan bent down and picked up Benben.

Benben sighed, gave up, and chose to resign himself to fate.

Xiao Hei glanced at the "little lamb" strung on Chen Xiyuan's flute, then jumped off Li Hua's embrace on its own. After landing, it shook its body, picked up the rope that had been holding Benben, and wagged its tail obsequiously as it "delivered" it to Chen Xiyuan.

Chen Xiyuan, carrying the child in one arm and picking out goods in the other, didn't take the dog. Instead, she raised her chin towards Grandpa Li's house, signaling the dog to walk by itself.

Little Black, holding the leash in its mouth, walked home on its own.

Now, Xiao Hei's injuries are no longer visible. It has recovered remarkably well, and its skeleton is larger and its fur is even blacker and shinier.

Local rural dogs are generally small to medium in size, and Xiao Hei's size makes him a dominant force in the village.

Many people have approached Li Sanjiang, hoping that Xiao Hei could help them breed.

Li Sanjiang agreed, but Xiao Hei always bared his teeth and yelled at him, expressing his strong refusal.

Although the boy had promised it a life of "wealth and glory" among dogs, it didn't want another blood donor dog in the house.

Benben, nestled in Chen Xiyuan's arms, raised its hand, pointed at the little black dog in front of it, and kept making "Ooh~~~ Ba!"

Each time there was a "thud," Xiao Hei would twist its body, hop from side to side, quicken its pace, and then turn back to give Benben a mocking "woof" twice.

This is a little game between a child and a dog, but isn't it also a reenactment of scenes that have happened in the past?

We walked onto the dam.

Liu Yumei sat at the square table, holding a long deck of cards in her hand.

She has already asked Aunt Liu to inform the other women that they can come over here to play cards after lunch.

I've been away from home for a few days and haven't touched it for a while, so I'm really itching to do it.

When Li Sanjiang came down just now, he saw this scene and muttered to himself: "Well, he's having another losing fit."

Liu Yumei: "You're here."

Chen Xiyuan: "Yes, I'm here."

Liu Yumei: "Go cook."

Chen Xiyuan: "Okay, I'll go right away."

After putting the child on the dog's back, Chen Xiyuan went into the kitchen.

As Aunt Liu tied her apron, she looked at the table full of fresh ingredients and asked:

"What do you want to eat? Auntie will make it for you."

"I love everything my sister makes."

"You're so sweet-talking. Alright, it's almost lunchtime. Let's hurry up and start the fire."

"Ah."

Chen Xiyuan tossed the flute aside, and the boar landed under the table, next to a basket of sheep heads that had been bought to be braised.

Aunt Liu glanced at it, then continued chopping vegetables, not paying any attention.

Chen Xiyuan lit two stoves, first stuffing them with a lot of firewood, then raised her flute and blew air back and forth into the two stove openings.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The two stoves were burning as fiercely as the high-speed stoves used by chefs at large banquets in rural areas.

The vegetables were cooked, and Aunt Liu used a spatula to scoop them into a bucket.

Next, we steam rice and buns, and make soup.

Aunt Liu: "Alright, you can rest now and wait for dinner."

"Hey, good."

Chen Xiyuan took a deep breath, smelled the aroma of the food, and her stomach started growling again.

She reached out and touched her stomach.

Hmph, this little brother actually said my stomach growled like thunder, like the sea of ​​clouds rumbling with thunder! That's such an exaggeration!

Suddenly, Chen Xiyuan froze.

Aunt Liu washed two apples, took a bite out of one herself, and prepared to hand the other to Chen Xiyuan.

Seeing Chen Xiyuan sitting behind the stove, her face flushed red in the firelight, motionless.

Aunt Liu silently walked out of the kitchen, turned her back to the inside, and leaned against the door frame facing outwards.

Sitting behind the stove, Chen Xiyuan's mind was filled with her little brother's voice: "The sea of ​​clouds thunders, the sea of ​​clouds thunders, the sea of ​​clouds thunders..."

My nose started to sting, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

When Chen Xiyuan received a call from her younger brother asking her to help with something, she felt that she had already secured a great deal for the Chen family. However, she did not expect that her younger brother would give her an even bigger gift on top of that.

Thunder roared from the sea of ​​clouds!

Chen Xiyuan raised her flute.

A mist emanated from the fingertips, enveloping the flute, and then a faint spark of electricity seemed to flow, attempting to merge into the mist.

The jade flute was made from bamboo from the Chen family's ancestral graves, and it was unparalleled in its hardness and strength. This attempt could only be carried out using it as a medium. If one were to test it directly on their own body and forcibly open up a new domain, any problems would result in the body exploding and the person dying.

However, the lightning and the mist clashed with each other, and they were unable to merge on the flute for a long time.

The line of thought seemed to be right, no, it was definitely right, Chen Xiyuan believed in her little brother's guidance.

It's something I can't put into practice right now.

At this point, the fire in the stove had died down, and the steamed buns were not yet ready.

Chen Xiyuan habitually pointed the flute at the stove and blew a breath.

With music as the guide, the sea of ​​clouds and lightning cleverly formed a harmony in this dynamic process.

"boom!"

Chen Xiyuan succeeded.

"Cough...cough..."

Furthermore, she successfully blew up the stove, and the ashes inside exploded out, covering her entire body in soot!
……

The yellow pickup truck drove past the village road first, then reversed back.

After turning onto the village road, we passed the pavilion and then reversed back.

The driver was Tan Wenbin, who was wearing sunglasses, but his eyes were actually wrapped in bandages.

Lin Shuyou was sitting in the passenger seat, slumped over, completely limp.

Lin Shuyou dictated the explanation, while Tan Wenbin operated the vehicle, illustrating the significance of the driver and co-pilot.

Runsheng lay in the back of the car, with four cages covered with talismans pressed beneath him.

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the pavilion and stood by the carriage.

Tan Wenbin's tone was full of self-blame: "Brother Xiaoyuan, the mission was completed, but I left everyone seriously injured and exhausted."

Li Zhuiyuan: "When I used to command, didn't I often make everyone look like this?"

Tan Wenbin licked his lips.

He knew that Xiao Yuan was trying to comfort him. Before, it was a high-risk river crossing, but Xiao Yuan led everyone to escape death and turn the tide.

This time, when I was in charge, the threat of the evil spirits was far less difficult than before, given everyone's current strength. On the way back, I reviewed the situation in my mind and was able to find many mistakes and loopholes.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go stay at Big Beard's house and take the time to recover from your injuries."

Tan Wenbin: "Understood. Don't worry, Brother Yuan. Although the injury is serious, it won't take too long to recover and won't delay the next stage of the plan."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's not that I'm afraid of delaying this, but my great-grandfather is preparing to help Uncle Shan build a house, and he needs you to carry bricks."

Tan Wenbin: "Then we can't delay any longer."

The yellow pickup truck drove away.

Li Zhuiyuan returned to the pavilion and sat down.

Lunch was brought by Benben.

Benben rode on Xiaohei's back, while Xiaohei carried a basket filled with vegetables.

Li Zhuiyuan placed the basket on the stone table inside the pavilion and took out the vegetables.

There were only vegetables, no staple food.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Benben.

Benben nodded first, then shook his head.

The stove in the house exploded, and rice and steamed buns all fell down.

Right now, Chen Xiyuan is taking a bath, Uncle Qin is rebuilding the stove, and Aunt Liu is mending the pot.

There are currently no people available to deliver food to this area.

In the past, when pear blossoms were given to children, they would send the children into the second-floor rooms, which was truly like lambs being led into the tiger's den.

This time, Chen Xiyuan left the child on the dam, which created an opportunity for Benben to skip class.

Benben hugged Xiaohei, and Xiaohei understood, carrying Benben to play in the fields to the south.

The fields to the south are right next to the village road, with people coming and going, unlike the fields to the north where people can hide behind the houses. The paintings in the second-floor rooms don't dare to fly out so openly to catch people.

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Have you eaten?"

Benben patted the half-empty milk bottle on his chest and shook the little backpack on his back.

While Li Zhuiyuan and A Li were eating, Benben leaned against Xiao Hei, holding a baby bottle in her left hand and a spicy snack in her right.

Every now and then, Benben would try to give Xiaohei a bite, but Xiaohei didn't like spicy strips. In its eyes, milk couldn't compare to the tonic it drank every day.

After Li Zhuiyuan finished eating, he put the bowls and chopsticks back in the basket.

Xiao Hei picked up the basket again, flicked its tail, and signaled for the dog to get on.

Benben burped, climbed onto Xiao Hei's back, and the child and dog raced home from the fields.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The sound of a tractor began.

Xu Ming was driving the tractor.

A red coat and a red hat were used to conceal the bleeding from the wound.

Behind the tractor sat the Liang sisters, one with a desolate expression and the other with a wandering gaze, like widows returning to their hometown with their deceased husband's body.

Lying on the board, completely wrapped up in layers of clothing, was none other than Zhao Yi.

As Li Zhuiyuan approached, Chen Jing first raised his head and exclaimed happily:
"Brother Yuan!"

This directly shattered the atmosphere that Zhao Yi wanted to create.

The Liang sisters were also starting to lose their composure, both lowering their heads. The elder sister was somewhat better, managing to maintain her dignity, while Liang Li covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling.

Zhao Yi was still making a last-ditch effort.

Li Zhuiyuan: "The book I chose for you is here."

Zhao Yi didn't move.

Li Zhuiyuan: "A set of 'Daguan Opera Shadows' is suitable to supplement and enhance your puppetry skills, and can also further develop and utilize the dragon skin on your body. You can regard yourself as a puppet controlled by yourself and enrich your movement techniques."

Zhao Yi's fingers and limbs began to tremble slightly, as if he was having a reaction.

Li Zhuiyuan: "A set of Seven Wounds Life-Severing Blade is a sword manual that breaks one's own meridians and leads to mutual destruction. Others can only use it two or three times in their lifetime before it becomes completely useless. Since you are going to be useless anyway, it is a perfect match."

Zhao Yi raised his head, struggling to get up.

Li Zhuiyuan: "A set of the 'Universal Salvation and Disaster Relief Sutra' can help you nourish and stabilize the gap between life and death, while seeking opportunities for further development and refinement."

Zhao Yi sat up straight, his eyes blazing as he stared at the boy standing behind the tractor.

There are different levels of martial arts manuals, but when it comes to an individual, the only question is whether they are suitable for them.

In terms of rarity, the three sets of secret manuals that Mr. Li gave himself this time are a whole level lower than the ones he blindly chose last time, but each one is very suitable for him.

Movement techniques, attack strength, and future development.

This was a carefully chosen choice, and it also reflects a plan for myself.

Li Zhuiyuan threw the book he was carrying into the box.

Ignoring the bandages bursting open, Zhao Yi reached out and caught it, then held it in his arms.

Although he was incredibly excited, he still spoke in a somber tone:

"Hey Li, do you realize that you're raising a tiger to cause future trouble?"

"In my heart, you are a dragon. Don't feel inferior or look down on yourself."

"Alright, Mr. Li, since you're so straightforward, then just say so if you need anything in the future..."

"Remove the bandages tomorrow and help me rebuild the dojo; I urgently need it."

"Hey Li, couldn't you have said it a little later, so I could be moved a little longer?"

"You're already late, deliberately wasting time."

"Anyway, with her around, I'm sure I won't be the first one to come back and report. So what's the point of rushing around just to beat Tan Daban to it?"
Why not save it for last, when no one is around to bother us, so we can have a proper chat and talk about love?

However, I must thank you; you were so kind to give me a night's rest after I got back.

"There's a new dojo design diagram tucked inside the book. You'll need half an evening to thoroughly understand it."

"Oh, hehehe, thank you for giving me half a night to rest."

"You need to provide Chen Xiyuan and the others with subcontracting drawings and help them understand and cooperate with the construction. This will take half an evening."

"Li, I don't know what words to use to praise you so highly."

Ah Jing, get out of the car and help carry our things. Xu Ming, drive.

The tractor started again and headed towards the bearded man's house.

Chen Jing jumped out of the car, carrying a box in his arms.

“Brother Yuan, it’s heavy. I’ll carry it back to your house for you.”

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and patted Chen Jing's head.

Ah Li tidied up the chessboard and walked out of the pavilion.

We've picked up everyone; we can go back now.

On the way back, they encountered Li Weihan riding a bicycle.

"Little Marquis Yuan~"

"grandfather."

Is your great-grandfather home?

"No."

"He went drinking again? I've seen him twice these past few days, and both times he was drunk. It seems he's forgotten about the time I asked him to help me choose a wedding date for Panzi."

“I haven’t forgotten, my grandfather told me the date.”

Li Zhuiyuan gave a date.

Panzi's fiancée, Li Zhuiyuan, was someone he had met and remembered. He also remembered what Panzi's brother had said last night when he drove him home, about the approximate time they were going to hold the wedding. Picking a good day during this period would be very simple.

Li Weihan repeated the date several times: "Is this a good date?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Grandpa said it was excellent."

Li Weihan: "Okay, then I'll talk to Panzi's father and his in-laws, and we'll make the arrangements."

"Goodbye Grandpa."

Li Weihan smiled and nodded. Before getting into the car, he glanced at Li Zhuiyuan and then at A Li next to the boy, and said with a smile:

"One by one, there is hope for the future, hehe, there is hope for the future."

Li Zhuiyuan returned home.

While playing cards, Liu Yumei chatted with her old friends. When the boy and the others returned, she only glanced at them casually, and then her gaze suddenly changed, landing on the box in Chen Jing's arms.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled at Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei looked away and continued playing cards.

After going upstairs and returning to his room, Chen Jing put the box on the floor.

"Alright, Brother Yuan, I'm going back now. Could you check if Brother Yi's bandage has been removed?"

After Chen Jing left, Li Zhuiyuan and A Li sat down facing each other, separated by a box.

The boy gestured for the girl to place her hands on the box.

After the girl did as instructed, the color in her eyes quickly faded, and gusts of cold wind spread outwards from the girl and the box as the center.

"Ah Li, you can stop now."

The girl's eyes showed struggle, and her hands trembled slightly as she left the box, and the eerie wind dissipated.

Ah Li looked at the box and gently shook her head.

The box was a seal set up by Zhao Yi. He used all his skills to seal the broken blood porcelain bottle inside.

Even so, with Ah Li's strong will, she would still be affected when she touched the blood porcelain bottle through the box.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Once the new dojo is built, I will add a seal to the inside of the bottle, so you won't have any burden when you use it."

This kind of malevolent thing needs an extra layer of protection; if an accident occurs and it goes out of control, it can immediately cause a disaster.

Fortunately, Li Zhuiyuan was surrounded by many evil spirits, and the young man had extensive experience dealing with them.

The newly built stove can't be used tonight, so for dinner we'll just use firewood to start a fire and cook noodles in a small pot.

Since Chen Xiyuan has moved to Big Beard's house, and Tan Wenbin and the others are also recuperating there, a little bit of noodles will be enough for the rest of the family.

While eating his noodles, Li Sanjiang asked in confusion:

"Hey, Little Marquis, where are Zhuangzhuang and the others today?"

"I'm back at school, I'll be back in a couple of days."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

After dinner, Ah Li took a bath in the east room.

Li Zhuiyuan sat on a rattan chair on the terrace, holding a pen in his hand, sketching the array patterns inside the blood porcelain bottle.

After Li Sanjiang went upstairs, he didn't go inside. Instead, he squatted down next to Li Zhuiyuan, smoking a cigarette as he took out a sketch from his pocket. He had asked someone to draw a picture of Grandpa Shan's new house.

There aren't many rules for building houses in the countryside; most follow a template. The fact that this involves design considerations shows how much the great-grandfather values ​​the mountain elder.

"Young Marquis Yuan, could you help your grandfather take a look and see where things need to be changed?"

Li Zhuiyuan took the blueprints, glanced at them, and said, "Grandpa, I need to finish the design drafts I have on hand first, and then ask someone to take them to Jinling to give to my teacher."

"No rush, no rush. Your business is important. Go ahead and do yours. Shanpao's family is still a long way from starting construction. We'll have to wait until the mules come back."

late at night.

In front of the desk.

Li Zhuiyuan had designed the array inside the porcelain bottle.

The boy picked up the water glass with his left hand, and while drinking, he quickly sketched on a piece of yellow paper with his right hand. After finishing the water, the design of his great-grandfather's new house was reproduced on the yellow paper.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a prefabricated small altar from his backpack, tore off the plastic wrap, held the yellow paper between his fingertips, and pressed it into the small brazier to burn it to ashes.

Afterward, the boy went to take a shower. When he returned, he saw a line of excited words written on the wall in front of his desk:
"The toilet should not face the road directly!!!"

……

The next day at breakfast, Li Zhuiyuan handed the new design drawings to Li Sanjiang.

"Did they add a basement?"

"Ah."

"What's the point of that hillbilly digging a basement, is it?"

"Mengmeng said she likes our basement."

When Li Zhuiyuan slept in the west room, he was bothered by the insects from Aunt Liu's insects in the west room. There was a basement, which was suitable even if it was not used to store things, but simply to raise insects.

"Okay, so this is... the toilet?"

"Ah."

In the original version, a toilet was built next to the main house, facing the road, with a large porcelain vat underneath and a pair of dragon and phoenix chairs on top.

In other words, young couples living here can be so close that they can face each other, contemplate their future paths, and even go to the toilet together.

"A toilet inside the house?"

"Ah."

"How extravagant! One downstairs and one upstairs, isn't this just like those pigeon coops in the city? Hey, why is the toilet like this?"

"Squatting in the toilet."

"I think the hillbilly can't poop if he squats down, hahaha!"

After breakfast, Li Sanjiang called Uncle Qin and Xiong Shan to accompany him out for a vegetarian meal.

At eight o'clock, Zhao Yi arrived with his men and Chen Xiyuan.

The bandages had been removed, but the skin on the body was still sticky, making the child look like a newborn, dark and wrinkled.

Zhao Yi pointed to his exposed skin outside his clothes and said to Li Zhuiyuan:

"See, you surnamed Li, how much I sacrificed for you."

"Your injury was already healed yesterday."

Yesterday's bandage was more for covering up an ugliness than for treating the injury.

Zhao Yi: "My two wives are right in front of me. I can't let them have any psychological trauma. After all, I make a living based on my looks."

Liang Yan: "We're not that vulgar."

Liang Li: "We admire your inner qualities, boss."

Zhao Yi: "If I were not good-looking, and I climbed over the wall into your house and saw the two of you practicing your skills in the hot spring pool, you two wouldn't give me any time to apologize or introduce myself. Instead, you would have torn me to pieces before I could even open my mouth."

Chen Jing looked up and listened with great interest.

The Liang sisters, one on each side, pinched Zhao Yi's arm and the other on his waist, scolding him for blurting out everything. Zhao Yi, being thick-skinned, wasn't bothered by the pain at all. Instead, he shrugged at Li Zhuiyuan and continued teasing:

"You know what? I did it on purpose. I figured out early on that they were the kind of stupid women who only care about looks and are easily swayed by love. These are the kinds of fish that are easy to catch, so I can trick them into joining the team and help me get through the next wave."

Chen Jing smacked his lips, "Brother Yi is so brave."

Li Zhuiyuan helped set up a ladder and deliberately asked, "Now, is it as you wish?"

Zhao Yi: "It's just as I wished, sigh, it's too much like I wished. Do you still remember how these two stupid women stabbed each other with puppet needles in order to help me when we were at my ancestral home?"

I really didn't expect them to bite the hook so deeply, and they wouldn't let go until they died.

I, Zhao Yi, have always been adept at reading people's hearts since childhood. I thought I had long since developed a heart of stone, but at that moment, I was truly heartbroken.

As he spoke, Zhao Yi first reached out his right hand to hug his older sister, and then reached out his left hand to hug his younger sister.

Concluding remarks:

"We must work hard in the future, try to have lots and lots of children, and rebuild Jiujiang Zhao!"

Chen Xiyuan listened with great distress.

Seeing the touched and happy expressions on the Liang sisters' faces, Chen Xiyuan really couldn't understand it. She wondered how there could be such gullible women in the world who believed everything a man said unconditionally.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's get to work."

Zhao Yi: "Let's get to work!"

The reconstruction of the new dojo began from this point.

First, demolish the old structures, and at the same time, protect the materials as much as possible for reuse.

Zhao Yi was very careful throughout the process.

After finishing this job, he could go back to Jiujiang. But if he found out that he didn't have enough materials, he would have to go out and help the man surnamed Li search his house again. Then the job would never end.

On the third day, Runsheng, Tan Wenbin, and Lin Shuyou also "returned".

Although their injuries haven't fully healed, they're still able to get back to work. After all, this is for our own construction, and it wouldn't be right not to lend a hand. Besides, the sooner it's finished, the sooner they can get promoted.

With a large group of people, Zhao Yi's ability to coordinate became apparent.

Li Zhuiyuan is capable of organizing, but when it comes to solving the most difficult parts himself, Zhao Yi can shoulder the heavy burden and personally take charge. If it were Li Zhuiyuan, everyone else would have to stop working and help him with the protective measures, which would greatly slow down the efficiency.

In addition, Chen Xiyuan's domain is also an essential part.

Only with both her and Zhao Yi present could this small but high-standard training ground be built in a short period of time.

Li Sanjiang was very happy to see Runsheng and the others return, and he officially began to make arrangements for building a new house for Grandpa Shan.

Runsheng and the others would go to Xiting to work during the day and then come back to the temple to continue working at night.

Zhao Yi had the foresight to avoid Grandpa Li's sight and not let Grandpa Li know that he had returned to Nantong, thus exempting him from the mule service.

Building an ordinary house would actually be quick for them, but unfortunately, Grandpa Li and Grandpa Shan would stay at the construction site in Xiting the whole time. Even when Uncle Qin and Xiong Shan were called to mix cement and build walls, they still had to work at the speed of ordinary people.

Zhao Yi would rather stay here and focus on the Li family's project than go there to perform as an ordinary person building a house.

Finally, the new training ground was completed, and all that remained was for the man surnamed Li to go in and make adjustments.

Zhao Yi stretched out a big yawn: "Ah~ I can finally take a good rest."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Thanks, you can go back to Jiujiang now."

Zhao Yi: "The foreplay is over, and you expect me to just pull up my pants and leave now?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Would you like to stay and watch?"

Zhao Yi: "Take a look."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I don't recommend you watch it."

Zhao Yi: "Afraid that my Dao heart will collapse? You underestimate me too much. I inherit the will of my ancestors and rejoice when I see a high mountain."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Whatever you say."

Zhao Yi: "How long will it take you to debug?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Three days."

Zhao Yi: "Hey Li, do you think I'm stupid? How long does it take you to open and close a ghost gate?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Not only the debugging, but the materials brought back also have to be processed in the dojo environment before they can be used."

Zhao Yi: "Okay, three days it is. I can catch up on some sleep, read some books, drink some tea, and enjoy myself leisurely."

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

On the roof of Big Beard's house, there was a deck chair. Foreman Zhao, who had just finished a project, was lying comfortably on it in his bathrobe, holding a book.

To his left was Liang Yan, who was making tea, and to his right was Liang Li, who was feeding him snacks made by Lao Tiantou. Directly in front of him was a lush peach orchard.

The falling peach blossoms created a serene and beautiful scene, complemented by the occasional fluttering of the sisters' skirts against their bodies, a gentle and playful touch.

"This is what life is all about..."

However, this wonderful life, which had just begun, was interrupted by a voice.

"Three eyes!"

Zhao Yi immediately made a "shh" gesture to the Liang sisters.

"Three eyes!"

The sound suddenly grew closer.

Turning my head, I saw that Lin Shuyou had already climbed onto the roof and was sticking his head out.

Zhao Yi started snoring.

Lin Shuyou jumped up, landing lightly, and while gesturing to Liang Yan, whispered:

"I can't find the tractor handle, the one you insert to start it. I remember there's another one here with the three eyes. Can I borrow it for a bit?"

Liang Yan took it out from under the leader's recliner and handed it to Lin Shuyou.

After the Ji'an project was completed, Zhao Yi specially requested this as a labor souvenir, with a red string tied with the words "Labor is glorious" attached to it.

After receiving the items, Lin Shuyou picked up a pastry, popped it into his mouth, and whispered:
"He really knows how to enjoy himself. Alright, he's tired from his training at the dojo, let him get some sleep. I'm off."

After saying that, Lin Shuyou jumped off the building.

When Lin Shuyou returned with his things, he found Tan Wenbin already sitting on the tractor, waiting for him to go to Xiting together, and the tractor was still running.

Lin Shuyou turned the item in his hand around and asked, "Brother Bin, did you find it?"

Tan Wenbin: "Yes, I just found it."

Lin Shuyou: "Alright, let's go, let's continue building the tower for Runsheng!"

Tan Wenbin: "No rush, let's wait a bit longer."

Lin Shuyou: "Waiting for whom?"

Tan Wenbin: "Who else can we wait for?"

Lin Shuyou: "Three eyes? He's sleeping, I didn't wake him."

Tan Wenbin: "Then go and call them again. With more manpower, they can finish the work sooner."

Lin Shuyou: "Forget it, watching Three Eyes is tiring enough, let him rest well, I'll do more today."

Tan Wenbin finished his cigarette, threw it away, and nodded.

Just as we were about to drive away, we heard a sound coming from behind the tractor.

Lin Shuyou looked back and saw Zhao Yi leading the Liang sisters and Xu Ming onto the tractor.

She had changed out of her nightgown and dress into the work clothes she wore when she was working on the construction site in Ji'an.

Lin Shuyou: "Three-Eyed, you're awake?"

Zhao Yi looked at Tan Wenbin and said, "Well done, Tan Daban, your skills have improved."

Tan Wenbin: "It was because of your excellent coaching from the other teams back then."

Zhao Yi: "Alright, alright, hurry up and get to the place, let's get back to work, let's get back to work."

The tractor drove towards Xiting.

Three days later, the house was completed. Although there were still many details to be dealt with and the formal decoration had not yet started, in the rural areas at that time, even if it was just a cement house with a two-story building, it was considered a source of pride.

In terms of cost, a proper renovation might not be much cheaper than building a house. Li Sanjiang wanted to do it all at once, but Grandpa Shan refused, saying that he could take his time to do it himself, or wait for Meng Hou to come back, see the house, and then let her choose her preferred decorating style.

Actually, Grandpa Shan was too embarrassed to ask Li Sanjiang to pay any more money.

Li Sanjiang didn't insist. When the project was finished, everyone had a meal together at Grandpa Shan's new house, and that was the end of the event.

Runsheng stayed to accompany his grandfather on his first night in the new house.

"These old pieces of furniture are really ugly. They'll all have to be replaced. The beds will also need to be replaced with new ones. And on that dam, it would be best to build a courtyard wall. I saw the one the village chief built; it has pointed, shiny railings on the wall, and it looks very stylish."

Grandpa Shan sat on the bench, with one foot on the stool, hugging his knees, looking around his new home while making the arrangements he felt he could make.

Runsheng listened and said yes.

“Lord Runsheng, I’ve written down all the debts I owe Lord Sanjiang. Tsk, it’s quite a lot. But don’t worry, I will work hard to earn and save money to pay it back as soon as possible.”

After paying it back, we'll need to save some more money so that we can do the renovations according to Menghou's wishes when she gets back.

"Grandpa, don't worry about the money. I'm working for Grandpa Li anyway, so I'll keep working and keep paying it back."

"So you think you can work for the Marquis of Sanjiang for the rest of your life? Don't you see how old he is?"

"Then just keep following Xiaoyuan, work for Xiaoyuan, keep working and keep paying back, it's the same thing."

"Tch, you little rascal, you're good at your job, but do you expect Meng Hou to come back and work for Xiao Yuan Hou too?"

"Sure, she'd be happy to."

"Sigh, you big oaf... If I hadn't been such a scoundrel in the past, I would have suspected that Meng Hou was driven away by your idiocy."

Grandpa Shan went inside to sleep.

Runsheng began burning paper money.

Tan Wenbin took pictures of the new house from every angle with his own eyes and went to the town's photo studio to get the photos developed.

Runsheng is currently trying to burn the photo over there, but he doesn't know if the other side will receive it. If not, he will have to take the photo to A-Li and ask her to draw it on yellow paper.

Fortunately, Yin Meng received the photos.

It should be a darker, more muted color, but considering that the walls and floors in my house are still all cement, it doesn't really matter.

Two lines of text were laid out on the ground by ashes:

"The construction of this house must have cost Grandpa Li a lot of money, right?"

"It's okay, we'll work together to pay off the debt when I get back."

……

"I've finally made it to today. If I keep going like this, I'm thinking of going back to Jiujiang and starting a construction company as a developer."

Zhao Yi lay on the haystack, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and turned to look at Chen Xiyuan standing beneath it, asking curiously:
"Is Miss Chen like me, waiting until her Dao heart is damaged after observing, and then going home to work hard and seek a breakthrough?"

Chen Xiyuan: "I have already broken through, and I'm currently consolidating my realm."

"Pah!" He spat out the blade of grass in his mouth. "Why did I ask you this out of sheer boredom?"

Runsheng is back.

Zhao Yi: "Runsheng, you're late. You were supposed to be in the first batch, but Ayou went in first."

Runsheng: "I could have come earlier, but my grandfather is going out to meditate with Uncle Li today, so I can only wait for my grandfather to get up and bring him here together."

Zhao Yi: "And now?"

Runsheng: "We just went out together. Uncle Qin accompanied them on his tricycle."

"Hmm?" Zhao Yi frowned and sat up. "Grandpa Li went out. Could there still be danger today?"

He thought of the blood-stained porcelain bottle he had brought back.

Zhao Yi felt that the man surnamed Li was absolutely capable of handling the other issues, but he had truly witnessed just how terrifying that blood porcelain bottle was.

"No, I need to stay away from this commotion and not get caught in the crossfire..."

At this moment, the barrier of the new dojo began to expand outward on its own, encompassing everyone who was originally outside the dojo.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Since you want to see, then come in and take a look. You'll be able to see it more clearly then."

Zhao Yi: "Actually, you don't need to get this close. Looking at things too closely can easily lead to nearsightedness."

Chen Jing: "Brother Yi, but we're not watching TV."

Zhao Yi pointed at the altar: "The lighting effects are more than just television; they're almost like welding!"

In the center of the altar, Lin Shuyou stood with his eyes closed and his upper body bare.

Beneath his feet was a running array, with strands of black lines extending upwards like chains, binding Lin Shuyou's body.

The Ghost General mark between Ah You's eyebrows flickered continuously, emitting raging ghost fire. It wasn't fighting back, but rather dissolving, transforming, and absorbing.

While people in the mortal realm are busy building houses, people in the underworld are not idle either.

The Zhao family members are even more enthusiastic about their work. The grid that Li Zhuiyuan drew in hell has now been transformed into a new palace by them.

The corresponding execution ground sacrificial formation has also been set up as required.

What both sides are currently doing is the first round of adjustments and integration.

If this succeeds, it won't be this slow in the future; it will be almost instantaneous.

After all, the Zhao family would be guarding that place at all times, and the souls of the most wicked and evil would be lining up to be sacrificed.

Zhao Yi touched the crack in the gate between life and death on his chest and let out a puzzled sound: "Huh?"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the array on the altar and helped him understand, saying, "Should we say hello to your relatives below?"

"of course."

Zhao Yi didn't refuse. He walked over, approached the altar, raised his hand, and pointed it at the shadow in the center of the formation:

"Hi~"

Using the skulls of our ancestors as candlesticks and their spirits as flames, you will now repay them for the torment you inflicted upon them.

Reuniting with family is incredibly exciting.

The formation below showed some signs of disorder.

Although separated by death, it seems that nothing can stop them from greeting each other as "family."

"Hey Li, you're no good as the young master of Fengdu! Look at them, they're not afraid of you at all!"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"If you ask me, we should just get a different batch. You don't need to give my family any special treatment just because of me. No, really, you don't need to!"

"Is that so? I'll think about it."

The formation beneath the altar stabilized instantly.

The Zhao family in the underworld has already been branded as "princelings," occupying the most awkward and difficult ecological niche in the underworld. But if they are further removed from the "princeling" category, what awaits them will be the most terrifying malice in the entire underworld.

Seeing that the initial coordination was working well, Li Zhuiyuan began to increase the intensity of the formation, and the opposing side also increased it accordingly.

With each increase, the black flames emerging from below grew more intense, and the ghostly fire on Lin Shuyou's body surged even more fiercely.

The tests being conducted now are: first, the maximum conversion efficiency of the child, and second, the power carrying threshold of Lin Shuyou.

The lower of the two determines how much of a power boost Lin Shuyou can ultimately achieve.

The face of the White Crane Boy would occasionally appear on Lin Shuyou's face, and together with Lin Shuyou, they would begin to show signs of distress.

It hasn't reached its limit, but it's close to its peak.

At this point, the opposing side began to actively change their original method of following Li Zhuiyuan's adjustments step by step, and instead became dynamic, dividing the process into small stages and dynamically floating within a range.

This gave Tongzi and Lin Shuyou a chance to catch their breath while they were receiving the power.

Similar to battles, it's necessary to pause and breathe; you can't hold your breath and fight from beginning to end.

The pain on Lin Shuyou's and Tongzi's faces lessened.

Li Zhuiyuan: "I acknowledge the abilities of your Zhao family members. You are promoting the virtuous without regard to kinship."

Zhao Yi: "That's right. If they didn't have some skills, they wouldn't have pulled off such a ridiculous thing as lighting their own ancestors' ashes."

You can call them bad, but you can't call them bad.

In fact, if these guys hadn't all been obsessed with "immortality," the Zhao family ancestors living under the ancestral home for generations, if they had truly been willing to consider the long-term development of the Jiujiang Zhao clan, would certainly not have reached such a low level as they did back then.

Gradually, the ghost fire on Ayou's body almost completely enveloped him.

Tan Wenbin opened his snake eyes and peered through the will-o'-the-wisp to see the changes in Ayou's expression.

Li Zhuiyuan connected Tan Wenbin with a red thread, thus creating a synchronization.

The new dynamic fluctuation has indeed increased Lin Shuyou's upper limit, but now it has reached the critical point again.

Li Zhuiyuan asked the array below the altar, "Think again, is there any new method?"

No matter how smart a person is, it is impossible to be good at everything. Li Zhuiyuan now needs the collective wisdom of the Zhao family in the underworld.

The Zhao family once again surprised Li Zhuiyuan.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The Ghost General mark between Lin Shuyou's eyebrows began to flash at different frequencies, gradually revealing clear differences in depth and brightness. At the same time, the blackness and ghost fire on Ayou's body also began to adapt to the flashing frequency of the Ghost General mark.

In the hell of Fengdu, there is no shortage of ghost materials needed for burning sacrifices.

If costs are not a concern, then conversion rates are irrelevant and can be wasted.

Right now, the Zhao family on the other side of hell are actively releasing the power of the formation while maintaining a high-intensity evil spirit sacrifice.

This means that Lin Shuyou and Baihe Tongzi don't even need the most basic dynamic pressure resistance; they only need to increase the intensity of their power delivery when launching an attack or dodging.

When the pressure you experience is limited to the moment it explodes, it's easy to get through it.

Moreover, in actual combat, it can launch a sudden and silent attack without giving the enemy any chance to detect it in advance, and any move it makes is a lightning strike.

All Li Zhuiyuan needed to do was find a way to hide the Ghost General's mark that had been seen flashing.

The simplest way is to have Ah Li carve a forehead ribbon with an embedded array on the outer skin of the Dragon King's tablet.

In the TV series "Dream of the Red Chamber", Jia Baoyu wore this.

Ah-you can choose the style himself. He is used to wearing it on weekdays and uses it to cover up the Ghost General's mark during battle.

Ah-you is already very handsome, and because of his childhood, he has an inherent roguish charm. Wearing a headband doesn't look out of place for him; it can be described as both retro and trendy.

Li Zhuiyuan: "That's fine."

After a pause, Li Zhuiyuan added, "I am very satisfied."

A sound of worship came from below the altar formation.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi again: "Do you know that, thanks to the contributions and help of your Zhao family, the result is even better than I had expected?"

Zhao Yi: "Hey Li, if you keep praising me like this, I'm really going to get jealous."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'm just stating the facts."

Seeing that the array on the altar was still active, Zhao Yi deliberately raised his voice and said:

"I'd be furious if, after you ascend to the throne of Fengdu and become the Great Emperor, they, as the original core members of your Shaojun Mansion, were to be credited for their service in supporting the new emperor!"

"I only care about usefulness and value. Helping you get revenge is just something I do on a whim."

"You bastard surnamed Li, you can't do this!"

The formation is closed.

Zhao Yi smiled and lit a cigarette.

Lin Shuyou's ghostly flames receded into his body, his eyes slowly opened, and he stepped down from the altar.

Zhao Yi exhaled a smoke ring: "Ah You, how are you feeling?"

Lin Shuyou: "I'm not sure. It seems like it's gotten a lot stronger, but it also seems like it hasn't changed at all..."

Zhao Yi: "No way, you surnamed Li, we need to come up with a model for comparison, otherwise how will my Dao Heart collapse?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's pick someone to give it a try."

Chen Xiyuan was eager to try.

Li Zhuiyuan ignored her. Her domain had just undergone a new change and he had not yet fully mastered it. If they were to spar, there might be serious accidental injuries.

Zhao Yi looked at Runsheng, about to point at him, when Chen Jing's voice rang out:
"I come!"

Zhao Yi looked troubled.

"Brother Yuan, let me do it. Brother Yi, let me do it, okay?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "If you choose Runsheng, you can't let Runsheng spar with Runsheng after Runsheng's match ends."

Zhao Yi took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He could accept a minor breakdown in his Dao heart, but A Jing was, after all, the top star that his team had painstakingly cultivated. If the worst-case scenario occurred, he would truly have a complete mental breakdown.

Even so, he was quite looking forward to it. If Ah Jing were to spar with each of Li's subordinates one by one, he would probably be the person in the entire martial arts world who knew the Li family's strength the best.

"Ah Jing, let's go."

"okay!"

Chen Jing stood in front of Lin Shuyou: "Brother Shuyou, let's have a fight."

Li Zhuiyuan: "A Jing, activate demon transformation."

"okay."

Chen Jing raised his neck, exuding demonic energy. White wolf fur grew on his body, his eyes turned red, and his aura became fierce.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Ayou, get ready to dodge. Ajing, you attack Ayou first."

Chen Jing: "Brother Ayou, I'm here!"

Chen Jing lashed out with his wolf claw.

It's incredibly fast!

"boom!"

Ayou flew out and smashed the offering table with the statues of the generals to pieces. The carvings of the White Crane Boy and the two generals Zengsun landed on him.

Everyone present fell silent.

Zhao Yi swallowed the cigarette in his mouth because the direction Lin Shuyou was thrown out of was not the direction of Chen Jing's attack.

This means that when Chen Jing launched the first attack, Ayou perfectly dodged it.

However, because he was not yet used to his current strength and speed, he swerved too much and ended up crashing into the dojo wall.

Lin Shuyou got up and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

The problem of adaptation can be solved with time and training.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Next, you will attack each other at the same time. Remember, you are only allowed to make one move."

Zhao Yi took another deep drag of his cigarette, awaiting the results of the next round.

Chen Jing and Lin Shuyou nodded in unison, both of them slightly lowering their center of gravity.

Immediately, they launched their attack together and charged towards each other.

Chen Jing's demonic aura burst forth, and the Ghost General mark between Ayou's eyebrows flashed to its fullest extent.

"boom!"

The two collided.

Chen Jing's claws pierced Lin Shuyou's chest, but not too deeply, only managing to penetrate a little of the skin.

This wasn't due to any particular method, but rather because, in the initial clash of power between the two sides, Ayou had overpowered Chen Jing.

Chen Jing's momentum was not only neutralized by Ayou, but Ayou also grabbed Chen Jing's neck with one hand, throwing Chen Jing to the ground and, along with his previous sprinting direction, rubbing Chen Jing a distance on the ground.

Disbelief was evident in Lin Shuyou's eyes.

"Is this... my current strength?"

Chen Jing's eyes were filled with amazement and envy:
"Brother Ayou, you're really amazing now."

One of the people present had just inhaled smoke, which was spilling out from the gap in his chest.

The way he drew those smoke rings represented the throbbing of his heart.

If Runsheng's promotion allows him to suppress Chen Jing, Zhao Yi would be able to accept it.

Runsheng is Runsheng after all. Chen Jing was someone he planned and cultivated in the same way as Runsheng in the Li team. But in the Li team, Ayou's role was to break through on the flanks and pursue short bursts of power, like an assassin who needed to create an attacking environment.

As a result, Ayou is now able to completely defeat his own "Runsheng" in head-on confrontations.

"Damn it, I'm totally losing it!"

(End of this chapter)