Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 449

Lin Shuyou withdrew his hand and pulled Chen Jing up from the ground.

Looking at the wound on Lin Shuyou's chest that he had stabbed with his claws, Chen Jing felt very guilty and said:
"Brother Ayou, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Lin Shuyou: "It's nothing, just a minor injury. Is your neck alright?"

Chen Jing had white wolf fur around his neck for protection. He took a deep breath, and the demon transformation was deactivated. His neck was only slightly red, not yet bruised.

"Brother Ayou, I have thick hair, I'm fine."

Zhao Yi knew that this was because Ayou was completely unarmed, while Chen Jing, after his transformation, had claws as his best weapon.

If Ayou had the golden mace, Ajing would have been brutally beaten in the previous situation.

If you can't compete in speed or absolute strength, then all you have left is thick skin and tough flesh, which is meaningless.

The opponent might not even eliminate you completely first, but instead break through your defenses and attack your teammates behind you, who are supposed to be protected by you.

If the methods are even more ruthless and cunning, the opponent only needs to keep lurking on the periphery, launching a surprise attack from time to time, and then quickly leaving after the attack. Your entire team will be restrained by this one person, caught in a dilemma.

This will be a very difficult situation, because our side does not have suitable combat power to send out to exchange blows with him, unless Zhao Yi personally takes action.

But Zhao Yi knew very well what a mess his team would be without him.

Previously in Dandong, when I was unconscious, they were trapped by the local shamans for several days and couldn't get out.

If you were to throw them in front of someone surnamed Li... you can't even imagine how many ways that person could easily kill them.

Zhao Yi vigorously rubbed his brow with his right thumb.

This is just the change in the situation brought about by Lin Shuyou's improvement, but it has already put his team in a state of disintegration in front of the team surnamed Li.

But then there's Runsheng, Tan Wenbin, and even more...

Zhao Yi looked at the girl standing behind the boy.

He used to be called "outsider team" and didn't feel it was an insult, but rather a kind of teasing. After all, he admitted that there was indeed a gap between his team and the team with the surname Li, but they were still considered to be at opposite ends of the same level.

Damn it, at this rate, the identity of "outsider" will become an "honorary title" in the future?

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi.

Does it mean: Do you want to stay here and watch?
"Keep going, keep going!"

Zhao Yi tossed his hair, found a chair behind him, sat down, lit another cigarette, but this time he didn't put it in his mouth. Instead, he went straight to the point, ripped open his collar, and plunged the cigarette into the crack in his heart.

Beside her, Chen Xiyuan looked at Lin Shuyou very intently.

Lin Shuyou noticed Miss Chen's gaze and asked with some confusion:

"what happened?"

Chen Xiyuan: "How's your appetite these days?"

Lin Shuyou: "He probably still eats the same amount as before."

Ayou could feel that his power was being infused and amplified, but that power did not come from himself.

Chen Xiyuan laughed and said, "Hehe, then you still can't beat me."

Lin Shuyou: "Damn it, don't be so smug."

An evil dragon appeared and began to rotate around the altar, dissolving the original formation and creating a new one.

The steps below were leveled into four sections, forming a protective barrier around the center of the highest point of the altar.

This is the most orthodox and standard "Five Senses Sealing Array".

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, you go upstairs."

Tan Wenbin: "Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan then looked at Runsheng: "Runsheng, go over there and adjust your breathing."

"Ah."

Runsheng walked to a corner and sat down cross-legged. His energy gates opened alternately, and the grooves on his body kept appearing and flowing.

This is like warming up.

In front of Runsheng was a wooden tray with a lamb on it.

Runsheng stared at the sheep's head, and he felt that there was a light flashing in the sheep's eye sockets.

The boar is roaring at Runsheng.

That horrible woman didn't bring it here to be a guardian beast; it had already guessed its fate.

It was extremely unwilling and was trying to intimidate Runsheng in this way.

Unfortunately, Runsheng still doesn't know how to perform the Yin ritual.

This means that no matter how hard Bo Yi tries to perform, he is still just a sheep in Run Sheng's eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan opened the "Wordless Book".

Although the evil book was suppressed by the tomb owner during the Goguryeo tomb incident, she did not betray him.

Later, she had the chance to try to escape, but she still turned the page herself and climbed into her tent.

Li Zhuiyuan rewarded her with appropriate treatment.

The prison environment of the first page is gone, replaced by a bedroom that, while simple, can be described as cozy.

This reward is merely a formality, because the Book Without Words is essentially a large prison cell; it's just that the cell has been renovated.

But the evil book was very pleased with this and deeply moved. At this moment, it knelt on the blanket, laughing through its tears.

Pages two through five still depict the prison layout. The four evil spirits that Tan Wenbin and his companions hunted were already included in the "Book Without Words" by Li Zhuiyuan, and the woman had already "processed" them into food.

Moreover, women have long been dissatisfied with basic processing; in order to demonstrate their value, they have upgraded this industry.

Each of the evil spirits that has been dealt with has a mark inside its body, and a portrait of it hangs on the wall behind the cell where they are located.

Their roots remain here. After Li Zhuiyuan feeds them to the four spirit beasts inside Tan Wenbin's body, the four spirit beasts will receive a significant boost. However, this tonic also contains poison.

If Li Zhuiyuan is willing, he can manipulate the "Book Without Words," and the things the four spirit beasts swallow will be vomited up in double the amount.

"Brother Binbin, it's about to begin."

"understand!"

The formation was activated, first enveloping Tan Wenbin, and then four phantom images of spirit beasts stood around the formation to support it.

Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin are connected by a red thread. The boy holds the "Wordless Book" and closes his eyes.

From the perspective of those around them, one after another, a total of four halos of light flew out of the book in the boy's hand and entered Tan Wenbin's body.

At the four auxiliary arrays, each spirit beast began to swallow, and both its size and solidity increased at a visible rate.

What followed was an awakening of primal violence.

As you grow stronger, you will inevitably break free from constraints and pursue a higher ecological niche.

Zhao Yi rubbed his chin. He believed that the man surnamed Li had another step in mind. If they were only fed like this, even if the four spirit beasts were loyal to Tan Wenbin, Tan Wenbin, as the core, was too weak, making it even more difficult to control and manage their power.

"Buzz!"

Tan Wenbin's body seemed to burst forth with a torrent of resentment.

The environment within the temple was prepared in advance to compress the resentment and confine it to the altar.

The area where the four spirit beasts were located was also covered by resentment. Their bodies began to be soaked in resentment, and then they all faced Tan Wenbin in the center of the altar and let out a hiss.

Originally, Li Zhuiyuan used the "Five Senses Diagram" to help Tan Wenbin seal his resentment. Now that the "Five Senses Diagram" has been strengthened, Li Zhuiyuan has opened the dam, allowing both sides to return to balance.

In this way, Tan Wenbin can sit on the high seat, control the situation from a small position, and take control of the overall situation.

The cigarette in Zhao Yi's chest was sucked down quite a bit by his heart, leaving a long trail of ash.

Crazy ideas, crazy actions, crazy facts—when combined, if successful, it's a genius-level arrangement.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Four imposing spirit beasts roared.

Even with the constraints of the temple environment, onlookers could still feel the immense pressure emanating from the soul level.

Tan Wenbin opened his eyes, his pupils filled with black. He faced the four spirit beasts below in turn, and the spirit beasts lowered their heads in succession, indicating their submission.

Immediately, the phantoms of the four spirit beasts, along with the surging resentment on the altar, all converged on Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin's body trembled violently, his hands clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth.

This is a period of suffering that most people would find difficult to endure, but for most people, if they can achieve success, then enduring the suffering is the most cost-effective thing to do.

Tan Wenbin has always had a clear understanding of his own abilities. Just like when he was a poor student, he relied on the sea of ​​practice questions from his friend Xiao Yuan to turn his life around and get into university.

He doesn't have Ayou's talent, Runsheng's physique, or Xiaoyuan's brains. What he can control is to seize every opportunity that comes his way!
Calmness returned to the altar.

Tan Wenbin opened his mouth, swallowing back his last painful groan.

When he opened his eyes, what was revealed were blood-red snake eyes.

When Zhao Yi and Tan Wenbin locked eyes, Zhao Yi noticed that the crack in the gate between life and death on his chest had begun to operate passively.

This means that these snake eyes have evolved from "piercing gaze" to "penetrating the heart".

This is only the manifestation of one of the four divine beasts; three other characteristics have not yet appeared.

Zhao Yi pulled out the last cigarette filter from his chest, flicked it to the ground, slapped his thigh, and said:
"Young Master, I suggest that the Nine Thousand Years Old be given an honorific title, that is, Nine Thousand Nine Hundred Years Old!"

Tan Wenbin: "I saw that the morale of the other team has been restored."

Zhao Yi: "Ha, that's the bottom, it's reached its lowest point."

Tan Wenbin stepped down from the altar.

Zhao Yi: "Ah Jing, come, let's spend time together for 9,900 years..."

Standing beside Zhao Yi, Chen Jing looked bewildered and murmured:

"Brother Yi, were you calling me just now?"

Zhao Yi glanced at Tan Wenbin out of the corner of his eye and continued speaking to Chen Jing:

"Ah Jing, it's such a sunny day today."

Chen Jing: "Brother Yi, it didn't rain today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jing sniffed the air, moved closer to Xu Ming, and asked in confusion:
"Brother Xu Ming, why do you have such a strong demonic aura?"

Xu Ming: "I..."

The blood-red snake eyes in Tan Wenbin's eyes disappeared.

Chen Jing yawned, scratched his head, as if he remembered something: "Oh, I should spar with Brother Binbin."

Zhao Yi reached out and patted Chen Jing's head: "Alright, we've already sparred."

Chen Jing: "Ah, when did this happen?"

Tan Wenbin took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, tore open the packaging, broke it open, took a bite of it himself, and handed the rest to Chen Jing, who opened his mouth and took it.

"Ah Jing is a simple and honest person, and she was unsuspecting towards me, so it's normal that she fell for it. I'm sorry, Ah Jing, I used a little trick on you just now. I'm weak, and I really don't dare to fight you."

"Brother Binbin, what did you just say to me?" Chen Jing seemed to have thought of something. "Brother Binbin, if I'm eating steamed bun slices right now, can you change them to chocolate flavor for me?"

"It will be tiring. How about I take you to the shop in town later and buy you some chocolate?"

"Okay... Ah, no, Yi-ge said eating too much will cause cavities."

"Let's not listen to him."

"You should listen to him. Brother Yi is doing this for my own good."

Zhao Yi did not believe the reason Tan Wenbin gave.

Ah Jing may be simple and honest, but she has the blood of the White Wolf and her sense of danger is beyond ordinary people. It will be even more difficult for Tan Wenbin to influence Ah Jing without touching the White Wolf bloodline.

Another point is that Tan Wenbin said he was physically weak and unwilling to fight A Jing, because he didn't need to fight at all. If A Jing were an enemy, he could even try to transform himself into the "father" in A Jing's eyes, so that A Jing would raise his claws and tear at him, Yi Ge.

If Lin Shuyou is that sharp and hard chisel, then Tan Wenbin is that all-pervasive mercury. Lin Shuyou charges into battle to disrupt the opponent, while Tan Wenbin confuses the senses, which can trigger infighting within the enemy ranks.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Runsheng."

Runsheng: "Shall we go up?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

Runsheng walked up to the altar and stood at attention.

"Runsheng, sit down cross-legged."

"okay."

Runsheng sat down and nodded, indicating that he was ready.

Zhao Yi reached out and took some of his tobacco from Liang Li, but refused when Liang Yan offered him the pipe.

Zhao Yi stuffed the tobacco into the crack in his chest.

Runsheng is the real highlight.

Zhao Yi readjusted his posture, put the tobacco in place, and prepared to receive the most despairing blow.

However, Li Zhuiyuan turned his gaze to Zhao Yi again.

Zhao Yi: "Go on, I'm waiting to see."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the bofu placed over there.

Ah Jing: "I'll go get it!"

Chen Jing ran over, took the boar spirit, and placed it on the altar.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze remained fixed on Zhao Yi.

Chen Xiyuan also looked over curiously.

The others, including the Liang sisters and Xu Ming, also looked puzzled.

Zhao Yi suddenly stood up from his chair and shouted as he walked out:

"I'm not watching anymore, I'm not watching anymore, I'm mentally broken, completely broken!"

He walked to the entrance of the dojo, and waved his hand to break the barrier, but stopped halfway through.

He was the builder of this dojo, which was easy for him, but the true owner of the dojo was here, and whether he could leave depended on the owner's wishes.

The arm that had been paused finally fell, the restriction was activated, and the gate leading to the rice paddies outside was opened.

Zhao Yi stopped at the door and didn't go out.

No one else knew what was going on.

Finally, Zhao Yi suddenly said angrily:

"Hey Li, don't you think you're being too cruel?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's alright."

Zhao Yi turned around, strode towards Li Zhuiyuan, and simultaneously pointed his finger at the boy, making a forceful, impalement-like motion:

"What if I help you build this place and then don't plan to stay and observe it? What will you do then?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I believe in your character."

Zhao Yi: "What would you do if I saw Ayou finish his upgrade and then turn around and leave?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I believe in your courage."

Zhao Yi: "I know what you're up to. What will you do if I don't serve you or cooperate?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I believe Zhao Wuyang... is the true successor."

Zhao Yi's lips curled into a smirk:
"This isn't sincere enough, it's not up to your standard, I'm not satisfied, let's try again!"

"it is good."

"Hey Li, what are you planning to do if I decide not to help you this time?"

"I do not know."

"Ok?"

"I haven't considered this 'what if'."

Zhao Yi turned his head away, touched his nose, and the tobacco he had been using to stabilize his heart rate when he was using Runsheng was now burning prematurely, its light flickering rapidly.

"You included me in your calculations from the very beginning, in the whole process of promoting Runsheng, without ever considering the possibility that I might refuse, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Are you worried that the sun won't rise tomorrow?"

The tobacco on Zhao Yi's chest was a deep red.

Li Zhuiyuan stepped aside.

Zhao Yi walked towards the altar and stood before Bo Fu.

Close your eyes, adjust your breathing, and a faint blue aura emanates from your body.

Raise your left hand, press your index finger against your brow, and a white flame appears as the brow splits open.

Catch the flame with your fingertips, then move it over the head of the Bo Yi.

Zhao Yi gently swayed his right hand, and the water vapor was squeezed into the head of the Bofu.

Apart from Runsheng, everyone else present witnessed Boyi's agonizing struggle, its soul being imprisoned and manipulated by Zhao Yi.

After Zhao Yi finally sculpted the shape he wanted, he sent the flame from the tip of his left finger downwards.

"Hiss..."

A sky lantern is lit in the very center of the boyi's head.

Now everyone finally understood why Zhao Yi had acted so strangely earlier. It was because Run Sheng needed Zhao Yi's help to light the sky lantern for Bo Yi, a crucial step in his advancement.

This is tantamount to personally wielding a sledgehammer and smashing your own mentality.

Zhao Yi reached out and touched his brow; the skin that had cracked while trying to retrieve the fire seed immediately healed.

Zhao Yi clapped his hands, gave Li Zhuiyuan a deep look, walked back to his original seat, sat down, and crossed his legs.

The Bo Yi, whose sky lantern was successfully lit, is now a sacrificial offering.

The priest who presided over this ceremony was Li Zhuiyuan himself.

The young man personally presided over the formation.

The evil dragon flew back to Li Zhuiyuan's side, circled once, and then disappeared into the Bofu.

The Bo Yi floated up, came above Run Sheng, and slowly descended.

It looked like a leather jacket draped over Runsheng's body.

"Runsheng, it's going to hurt a little now."

Runsheng shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Runsheng could sense that the evil dragon outside him was trembling violently, and the heavenly lamp was burning it, which in turn was burning Xiaoyuan.

Knowing that he would suffer the same pain as Xiaoyuan now and in the future, Runsheng was too ashamed to cry out in pain.

Using his own soul power as fuel and himself, a genuine evil dragon, as a guide, Li Zhuiyuan officially began the fusion process.

One of the Bo Yi's tails began to etherealize, first entering Run Sheng's body, then slowly emerging and gradually condensing into a form similar to a black dragon.

It was very blurry, just a dark shadow, but that was the limit.

What is fake is just fake after all.

However, what Qin Shu initially possessed was not the phantom of the evil dragon. In the future, Run Sheng may also be able to turn this fake into the real, just like Qin Shu.

A second tail, a third tail, a fourth tail...

Sweat beaded on Li Zhuiyuan's face.

He absolutely could not relax at this moment, otherwise the black dragon that served as the medicinal ingredient inside the Bo Yi would be burned to death by the Heavenly Lantern and turn into nothingness along with the Bo Yi.

Finally, the ninth tail was successfully fused.

Li Zhuiyuan was soaked in sweat, and his face began to turn pale.

"Brother Runsheng, try using the Qin Family Observing Dragon Technique to control them."

Runsheng obediently did as he was told.

However, although Li Zhuiyuan had integrated the nine black shadows into Runsheng's body, they were still going their own way.

Runsheng has tried his best, but he still can't control them well.

"Brother Runsheng, don't rush, take your time, slowly circulate your energy."

Runsheng opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoyuan standing in front of him. He knew that this was because he was slow-witted; the difference between being impatient and slow-witted was actually not that great.

When he was a child, he had no friends in the village, not just because he was popular.

Back then, the village children liked to call him "Second Son," "Little Second Son," or "Second Son Marquis," which in Nantong dialect means "foolish."

He would just stand there and laugh, listening to them call him that. The more he did that, the more enthusiastically they shouted.

At first, Grandpa thought they were bullying him and even went to teach them a lesson on his behalf. Later, Grandpa found that he was actually not angry at all.

"Marquis Runsheng, how can you still smile when others call you the second son?"

"Grandpa, can't I laugh?"

"cannot!"

Runsheng didn't understand why he was called an idiot by a group of idiots and couldn't laugh.

Until that day, at Grandpa Li's house, he saw Xiao Yuan sitting on the second-floor terrace with A Li.

At that moment, for some reason, he was afraid that Xiao Yuan would call him "Second Marquis".

Because he knew that Xiao Yuan was different from others; Xiao Yuan wasn't stupid.

As a result, Xiao Yuan started calling himself "Brother Runsheng".

Nine dark shadows continued to dart around Runsheng's body.

Runsheng lowered his head and looked at them.

He raised his hand, grabbed one of them, and pulled it out.

"puff!"

After pulling it out, Runsheng then inserted it into the trachea on his body.

Previously, the fusion was controlled and led by Li Zhuiyuan, but now, with Runsheng's active intervention, the Bo Yi's real tail is being driven into his own body.

Its size was like a large nail, as thick as the rim of a cup, and it pierced right through it.

Blood splattered, a bloody infusion, and the tail actually fell silent.

Runsheng pulled out the second one and then plunged it in.

"puff!"

It keeps pulling out and keeps plunging in.

Soon, Runsheng on the altar turned into a blood-soaked figure.

Runsheng felt he was stupid, so he should use the stupidest method, just like his master Uncle Qin used coffin nails to open the air vent for him so that he could experience and understand.

All nine tails were pierced into Runsheng's body.

"Xiao Yuan, I'm hungry..."

"Runsheng, if you're hungry, eat."

Runsheng turned his head and bit down on the lamb's body on his back. He began to tear and swallow.

The lantern on the head of the booyi suddenly became bigger and brighter than before.

It began to struggle and resist.

The appearance of the evil dragon represents Li Zhuiyuan's will to suppress the Bo Yi.

The direction of the matter was still within Li Zhuiyuan's plan, but Runsheng made adjustments to the specific implementation details himself.

Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to take a meticulous approach, but Runsheng chose the simple and brutal method that he was most used to.

At this moment, the boy noticed that the nine black shadows on Runsheng's body were gradually operating in accordance with the Qin family's Dragon Observation Technique, helping Runsheng suppress the Bofu's resistance.

The nine tails of the Bo Yi have betrayed it.

As this stalemate continued to drag on, the nine black shadows moved faster and faster, and the struggles of the Bofu became weaker and weaker. Its body began to melt, and its fur turned into juice that dripped onto Runsheng's body, mingling with Runsheng's blood. The juice then flowed in and out of Runsheng's body through the pores.

"Roar!"

The Bo Yi let out a furious roar of resentment.

"what!"

Runsheng shouted loudly, grabbing the "sheep's head" with one hand.

"Snapped!"

The "sheep's head" was crushed, and the sky lantern turned into sparks that scattered among the skull fragments. Runsheng opened his mouth and swallowed them all.

As it chewed, a cracking sound constantly came from its mouth, like a ferocious beast gnawing on the scraps of its prey.

"boom!"

A surge of energy erupted from Runsheng's body, causing even the newly built training ground to resonate.

Finally, everything returned to calm.

The evil dragon flew out of Runsheng's body and landed back in Li Zhuiyuan's palm.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and sat down on the steps: "Clean it up."

There was a water tank in the dojo, and Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou each washed a towel.

Seeing that Tan Wenbin had already walked towards Runsheng, Lin Shuyou planned to take a towel to wipe Xiao Yuan, who was covered in sweat. However, just as they were about to separate, Tan Wenbin grabbed him and pulled him back to wipe Runsheng together.

Ah Li poured hot water from the thermos, wet a towel, folded it, and laid it on her hands before coming over to wipe the boy's face.

After the boy took the towel and dried himself, Ah Li opened a bottle of Wei Yi soy milk, inserted a straw, and handed it to the boy.

There are no local distributors for this soy milk. It was Liu Yumei who asked Aunt Liu to order it after she saw A Li's new collection.

Li Zhuiyuan was exhausted and his body was a little weak, but it wasn't a big problem.

Even with Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou helping to wipe Runsheng's side, there was too much blood, making it impossible to clean completely.

"I'll do it myself."

Runsheng walked to the water vat, lifted it up, and turned it upside down towards his head.

"Crash..."

The blood on his body was all washed away.

Nine hideous scars appeared on Runsheng's chest and back, each one extremely rugged, seemingly both inside and outside his body.

Lin Shuyou leaned closer and examined it carefully, discovering that all nine scars were beating in sync with Runsheng's heartbeat.

As for the original wrinkles on Runsheng's body, they have all scabbed over, indicating that he has completed his historical mission.

Chen Jing looked at Zhao Yi: "Brother Yi, can I eat monsters like this too?"

Previously, he had only been sucking demon blood, and in terms of appearance, he was far inferior to Runsheng.

Zhao Yi: "He can eat like that, but if you eat like that, you'll die."

Chen Jing: "Why? Brother Yi, didn't you say I have demon blood and am not an ordinary person?"

Zhao Yi: "Because he is..."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yi still didn't reveal this public fact.

Chen Jing is a person with demon blood, while Run Sheng... might be the opposite.

Zhao Yi: "A-Jing, go up and have a competition."

Chen Jing: "Okay, Brother Yi."

Zhao Yi stood up, intending to observe carefully.

Runsheng looked at Li Zhuiyuan, who nodded.

Seeing that the man surnamed Li remained silent, Zhao Yi took on the role of referee himself: "Face to face, head-on confrontation, only one move allowed."

Having witnessed the previous examples of Lin Shuyou and Tan Wenbin, Zhao Yi had long since given up hope for the outcome of this sparring match. He simply wanted to experience just how deep this despair truly was.

Although Runsheng's path to advancement was less glamorous than that of Lin Shuyou and Tan Wenbin, Zhao Yi knew that Runsheng was different from them. Runsheng was following the orthodox path of the Qin family, and his goal was to become Uncle Qin.

The Qin family has never liked anything fancy; they only let their fists do the talking.

Zhao Yi: "A Jing, transform into a demon."

The white wolf fur on Chen Jing's body grew back, and his eyes turned blood red.

Zhao Yi looked at Runsheng, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped himself and instead waved his hand: "Begin!"

Chen Jing let out a wolf howl and charged towards Runsheng.

Runsheng didn't move.

The nine scars on his body vibrated rapidly, and from a distance, they looked like nine dark shadows attached to his body, about to awaken and raise their heads.

In an instant, a terrifying suction force appeared, compressing all the air around Runsheng towards him, creating floating water droplets between him and Chen Jing.

Chen Jing charged in fiercely, his claws reaching out, intending to tear apart everything in his path.

However, his speed gradually slowed down, as if a videotape had been slowed down.

The further Chen Jing continued forward, the greater the pressure he felt, not only from the front, but from all directions.

Finally, Chen Jing's leaping figure stopped in front of Runsheng, his claws fixed at a point about one decimeter away from Runsheng's chest.

It's not one centimeter, because given Runsheng's personality, if he could only guarantee one centimeter, it would be too dangerous. He wouldn't go to such extremes just to show off.

One decimeter is safe enough and just right.

Most importantly, Runsheng didn't move at all from beginning to end; strictly speaking, he didn't even make a single move.

Runsheng raised his right hand, reached out, and patted Chen Jing's head.

Deep terror was evident in Chen Jing's eyes.

Ah Jing wouldn't have that kind of look in his eyes. He admires and idolizes Brother Yuan the most, and therefore also has a good impression of Brother Yuan's friends.

The emotion in his eyes at this moment was an expression from the depths of his blood.

Because he was capable of harming Lin Shuyou, while Tan Wenbin's demonic bloodline was not activated when he was affected.

It doesn't matter if we can't win, it doesn't matter if we lose, but this is a match where there is absolutely no hope.

The Liang sisters bit their lips and sighed.

Xu Ming's mouth was agape.

They had a shallower and slower understanding than Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi had already predicted the upcoming situation from Ayou's perspective.

Therefore, Zhao Yi was the most relaxed at this moment. He put his hands on his hips, smiled, and said:
"Alright, alright, the sparring session is over."

Runsheng released the air valve, and Chen Jing, freed from restraint and suppression, rushed forward. Runsheng reached out and grabbed Chen Jing's arm, spun him around, and pulled him back to dissipate the force.

After landing, A-Jing shook her head, her gaze returning to its clear state.

“Brother Runsheng, you are like a mountain in front of me.”

Zhao Yi: "Don't steal my lines."

Chen Jing: "Brother Yi, you also deserve credit for this mountain."

Zhao Yi: "You've stolen someone else's lines again."

Lin Shuyou turned his head and whispered to Chen Xiyuan:
Do you think Runsheng can eat as much as you now?

"I don't know, my appetite has increased a lot recently, and I haven't tried to eat until I'm completely full yet."

Zhao Yi: "Miss Chen, would you like to have a friendly spar?"

Chen Xiyuan: "Why would I need to spar?"

Zhao Yi: "It seems your Dao heart is completely unaffected."

Chen Xiyuan: "Why should I be affected? If I were arranged to stand on the opposite side of the younger brother when walking the river, I would light the lamp again and admit defeat."

Zhao Yi scratched his hair. After Ayou and Tan Daban were promoted, he would still think about how to face them. But after Runsheng came down from the altar, he couldn't even be bothered to think about it.

"Hey Li, are you done yet? I'm going back to Jiujiang to enjoy the scenery and live a carefree life."

Chen Xiyuan: "You've decided to turn the lights on again?"

Zhao Yi: "No."

Chen Xiyuan: "I thought you had come to terms with it."

Zhao Yi: "It's alright, because I've been looking forward to the day when that guy surnamed Li chokes to death while drinking Jianlibao."

At this moment, Zhao Yi noticed that the man surnamed Li was holding soy milk this time, so he added:

"Very good, now there's another way to choke to death."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can go back to Jiujiang now. We won't need you anymore."

"Alright, I'm leaving then." Zhao Yi gestured for his men to follow him. When he reached the entrance of the dojo again, Zhao Yi stopped and turned to look at Li Zhuiyuan. "No, are you just clearing out the place for me?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You chose to leave on your own."

Zhao Yi: "Tell me the truth, is there any danger next?"

Li Zhuiyuan: Yes.

Zhao Yi: "Then why aren't you clearing the area?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I need enough people to stay here, just in case."

Zhao Yi: "Sigh, since you've put it that way, how can I leave? Fine, I'll stay and help you out."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Actually, you could stay too..."

Zhao Yi: "Shut up! Don't say another word!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "...Okay, help me activate the formation below."

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking to Li Zhuiyuan's side, facing the altar, knowing the boy had good hearing, he deliberately spoke in a whisper:

"I was really afraid you would say something hurtful."

"I've said hurtful things before."

"When?"

"In Guizhou."

"Ah."

"That was the closest you ever came to killing me."

"That time I didn't go all out, I hesitated and missed a good opportunity. But later, I regretted it less and less."

Li Zhuiyuan controlled the evil dragon and set up a new formation on the altar.

Zhao Yi continued in a low voice, "Why don't you ask me why I don't regret it? Ask me now!"

"Why don't you regret it?"

"Because I often think about whether what I want is the result of climbing the mountain in front of me, or the hope of standing on the mountain and seeing the real scenery."

The new formation is ready. There is a groove, one end of which is in front of Li Zhuiyuan, and the other end has a box and a gourd placed there.

"No, Mr. Li, this formation isn't that complicated. How did you get so weak?"

"tired."

"No, you're just trying to give me more of a sense of participation?"

"No."

Li Zhuiyuan placed his palm in front of him, and the evil dragon swam over, slashing across the boy's palm, creating a wound from which blood flowed continuously, running along the groove to the other end.

“Using blood to draw array patterns? You’re really willing to do that!” Then, Zhao Yi looked at the girl standing behind the boy, “You really are willing to do that. The flesh rots in the pot, and the blood stays in the nest.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "Open the box."

Zhao Yi sealed the box himself, and he opened it with ease.

The broken porcelain bottle filled with blood was presented to everyone.

A series of eerie winds swept through, and the mouth of the bottle seemed to utter the whispers of demons, growing ever stronger.

Zhao Yi: "This thing is good at bewitching the mind."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Therefore, I must personally seal it."

Zhao Yi activated the formation, and blood flowed to the bottom of the gourd. The gourd trembled, the stopper fell off, and a tiny weapon flew out, with a blood trail on its bottom—Li Zhuiyuan's blood.

The tiny weapon flew into the blood porcelain bottle and began to carve a sealing array inside the bottle according to the designed altar operation.

Li Zhuiyuan bled a lot.

As time passed, the boy's lips began to turn pale, and his head began to feel dizzy.

Zhao Yi felt a pang of sympathy seeing this.

The girl didn't even glance in their direction. She stood directly at the other end of the groove, in front of the blood porcelain bottle, her arms outstretched, sensing the formation in advance to facilitate her control once it was complete.

It was all pre-arranged. Instead of standing by and feeling sorry for the boy's bleeding, we should make sure that the boy's blood wasn't shed in vain.

The murmurings inside the blood-stained porcelain bottle grew louder and louder.

Zhao Yi: "No, there's something wrong with your seal. The most important part of your seal is her?"

"Ah."

“If she can’t withstand it, this blood porcelain bottle will be completely activated by you. Can your dojo prevent its influence from spreading? Do you know how many skeletons I saw where I found it?”

"Grandpa isn't home. Grandma is outside, Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu are there, and there's a peach orchard further away."

"So, are we going to be the first wave of human cushions?"

"Ah."

"We're almost at the final step." Zhao Yi slightly slowed down the altar's operation, turned to look at A Li, and said, "You proceed at your own pace, and I'll coordinate with you."

Ah Li slowly reached out with both hands to grab the porcelain bottle.

Zhao Yi followed suit and made adjustments.

When Ah Li's hands finally touched the blood porcelain bottle, the final stroke of the formation was completed, and the tiny weapon flew out of the bottle and returned to the gourd.

The girl picked up the blood-stained porcelain bottle.

The murmurs inside the blood-stained porcelain bottle increased tenfold, almost roaring, all directed at the girl trying to take control of it.

The girl lowered her head, closed her eyes, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Zhao Yi: "The situation with the man surnamed Li isn't good. It seems like he really can't control it. You have no idea how many lives that blood porcelain bottle has absorbed and devoured throughout history..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Do you know how many evil spirits the Qin and Liu families have suppressed throughout history?"

Ah Li raised her head and slowly opened her eyes.

As everyone's gaze fell upon her, a hazy image of a bungalow appeared behind her, with a large altar table inside, upon which were indistinct memorial tablets.

In a corner of the dojo, there was a picture book frame. It seemed as if an invisible hand was rapidly flipping through it. Every time a picture was turned over, a dark figure would appear next to everyone in the dojo.

There's Granny Yu, a big fish, an old hag, a general, and a black-robed zombie...

The porcelain bottle in Ah Li's hand softened, as if it might melt at any moment to replicate the appearance of one of the statues.

Zhao Yi's gaze froze, and he swallowed hard.
He opened his mouth and asked:
"Li Zhuiyuan, what's the point of letting the others on the river play...?"

……

Within the peach grove, peach blossoms fell in profusion, not in a colorful shower, but rather as if shaken off by the wind.

Qing'an held a teacup, drinking as he looked up at the sky.

"How many times has this happened today?"

Su Luo counted on her fingers and replied, "This is the fourth time."

Qing'an: "The snacks for the drinks are taking forever to arrive, and they won't even let us drink the tea in peace. Don't you think this kid is going too far?"

Su Luo: "Perhaps that person has been busy lately and forgot for a moment."

"forget?"

Qing An beckoned with his finger.

The water beside him churned, and soon, Master Sun surfaced.

Qing'an turned sideways and looked at Master Sun.
asked:

"Do you think they might have all forgotten that you're still buried here with me?"

(End of this chapter)