Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 455

Respond with the same telepathic message using the same method of telepathy.

To outsiders, this is undoubtedly a blatant act of contempt from above.

Furthermore, it has transcended the realm of ordinary martial arts battles, trampling on the legacy of the Living Valley.

However, from Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, the boy's response was nothing more than a perfectly normal and straightforward statement.

on the roof.

Li Zhuiyuan sat there, surrounded by ferocious dragons.

The boy held up a purple-gold compass in his right hand. The inside of the compass kept concave and convex, changing on its own, and the pointer slowly and smoothly circled, all of which demonstrated his complete control over the situation.

Ah Li stood beside the boy, holding a blood-stained porcelain bottle in her hands.

The morning sun wasn't very bright for some reason, but a gentle breeze still occasionally lifted the girl's hair, which clung to her cheeks and lips.

Tan Wenbin stood downwind of the edge of the roof, his right hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his left.

What you inhale is smoke, and what you exhale is a bluish mist that obscures your vision and senses.

They arrived long ago.

After all, it took Lin Shuyou quite a while to buy his breakfast.

The reason for not rushing to make a move:
Firstly, the situation with Ayou isn't that bad yet.

Secondly, upon discovering this street, one finds a considerable number of people hiding in the shadows watching the spectacle, many of whom are familiar faces.

Li Zhuiyuan had long anticipated that the second wave targeting the same objective was about to arrive, but this second wave came rather suddenly.

It's not that the river is pushing faster, but rather that the second wave is of higher quality. For these "trendsetters," it's perfectly normal to anticipate the coming of autumn and arrive early to gain a first-mover advantage.

Li Zhuiyuan ignored the first group of Lighters who had failed in their siege of Ailao Mountain and were killed in the ensuing counterattack.

But this second wave is well worth integrating and utilizing.

Whether dealing with the Valley of Living People at the end or turning into the Deer Village along the way, these people will be of great use.

There's no need to go through the trouble of doing everything yourself if you can finish the task easily.

Therefore, the boy spent some time adjusting his original plan based on the new situation.

As for the Yama, he didn't take the young man too seriously.

They are strong, but not to an outrageous degree. The fact that they could force Lin Shuyou to that point is purely due to the strength of the stick, tiger, and rooster, which is just right to restrain Ayou.

Tan Wenbin exhaled a smoke ring and laughed, "Ah You has matured a lot. He knows how to stall for time and maintain his condition. If it were any other time, Ah You would have already rushed in and fought with all his might."

No one questioned or argued why Ah You's purchase of breakfast had resulted in such a scene.

I will definitely ask, but that's something to do after the fight is over.

"Buzz! Buzz. Buzz!"

Yama began releasing more threads in an attempt to regain control.

Its bluish-gray complexion began to fade.

Then it immediately realized that no matter how many threads it released, as long as it wanted to continue relying on the original barrier structure, it was just adding fuel to the fire.

On the rooftop, the compass needle in the boy's hand spun a little faster, and each time the evil dragon circled and approached, it would lightly sweep the compass with its tail.

The effect of Yama's struggle is limited to this.

With a gentle flick of his finger, Li Zhuiyuan separated a silk thread from the barrier, bringing it to the boy's face. The thread gently wrapped around the boy's fingertip, allowing him to examine it closely.

The boy shook his head slightly.

I thought I could gain some new inspiration. After all, the idea of ​​using silk threads to form a hedgehog around oneself, making it impossible for an assassin like Lin Shuyou to attack, was indeed very appealing to someone like me who didn't practice martial arts.

But after figuring out its true nature, the boy couldn't hide his disappointment.

That's it.

Calling it a secret technique is an insult to the word "secret."

That Yama was not only ashen-faced, but his body beneath his official robes was also blue.

This is the color of the silk thread.

It wrapped all the silk threads around its body; to put it more bluntly, its entire body was made of these silk threads, which it released when needed, according to the operation of the barrier.

This isn't some kind of Yama, it's clearly a kind of spinning rod that every household has.

Which child of this age hasn't had the experience of placing their hands on both ends of a thread and helping their mother untangle the tangled ends?

Li Zhuiyuan had no interest in making himself look like that; this wasn't just killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, it was practically making a feather duster.

The boy gently lifted the fingers of his left hand upwards.

An opening has been made at the bottom of the barrier.

Runsheng, who had been waiting there, walked in with a Yellow River shovel in his left hand and two golden maces in his right.

Li Zhuiyuan could easily break through Yanluo's barrier, but the boy chose not to, continuing to preserve the visual fog created by the barrier.

If the purpose of this wave is merely to eliminate a living valley, Li Zhuiyuan could have Tan Wenbin raise his arms and announce his identity right now.

Starting from here, we will first establish our authority and then plant our flag, taking the lead in this wave of alliance without hesitation, based on both our status and strength.

However, this would make it more difficult to divert the trouble to Lujiazhuang.

It would be better to remain hidden for now, cultivate a mysterious and powerful image, and then use this image to guide and spread the message, allowing those "clever people" to continue to take the initiative and rush to Lujiazhuang on their own initiative.

After Lu Family Village was reduced to ruins and everyone realized something was wrong, they officially raised their flag again, readjusted their direction, and pointed to the end of this wave: the Valley of Living People.

This way, nothing is wasted, and the mules can fully utilize their initiative to pull two mills.

Once he had made a name for himself in the martial arts world, the top powers that used the Lu Family Manor as a front would certainly know who was orchestrating all of this.

But that's the rule at the card table: the one who tears off the mask first loses.

They used to use this tactic to bully Grandma Liu; now, they're using it to tear them apart.

Runsheng's arrival completely relieved Lin Shuyou of the pressure.

Without exchanging words, Runsheng simply tossed the golden mace to Lin Shuyou, then looked up at Yanluo and made a grinding sound with his teeth.

Runsheng didn't like the style of this outfit.

In Fengdu, Yin Meng acted very happy, because she didn't want to put pressure on Xiao Yuan Ge to rush to rescue her.

Runsheng, too, never mentioned this matter to Xiaoyuan.

But every night when he burned offerings, watching the yellow paper being constantly consumed by the flames, Runsheng's smooth brain would also conjure up some images.

For example, when you are truly powerful enough to reach that level, how do you break into the underworld, climb all the way up from the eighteenth level, and finally bring Yin Meng out?

The person wearing this official robe will be the opponent he is destined to encounter on the high platform of hell.

Runsheng came to life.

No frills, just charging forward.

Yanluo lost control of the barrier and the surrounding threads. The only thing he could control now was the newly released threads that were close to him. The dense and ear-piercing strangulation enveloped Runsheng.

Run Sheng opened his Qi Gate, the scars on his body wriggled, a powerful wave of energy condensed, and the Yellow River Shovel was raised upwards. All the threads were forced to change direction, wrapping around the Yellow River Shovel and quickly piling up upwards. Soon, Run Sheng looked like he was holding up a crystal tower.

Lin Shuyou, wielding two maces, appeared behind Yama like a ghost.

The two maces crossed and slammed down.

"boom!"

The once aloof and powerful Yama was sent flying by the impact.

Even the clean soles of the shoes eventually got covered in mud.

The team's sense of value was fully demonstrated at this moment. Difficult problems became simple addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division after teammates helped break them down into steps.

Runsheng shook the shovel, scattering the threads on it, and then continued to approach Yama.

Yama's figure floated up, already sensing fear. It quickly moved away, trying to leave, but the barrier it had set up earlier no longer recognized it. When it approached, the threads on the barrier began to wrap around it in reverse and fix it. It had to use blue flames to melt them in order to escape.

When Runsheng returned, it once again released silk threads from its body to attack him.

Runsheng opened the valve again, raised the Yellow River shovel high, and once again wound the silk thread into the end of the shovel.

Lin Shuyou appeared behind Yanluo once again, his double maces crossed.

"boom!"

Yama was sent flying again.

It's standard, just like a replica of the previous round.

The difference is that Yama has several dents on his body, and his majestic and plump body has become slender, while the iron-blue color on his face has become lighter and lighter.

The fear in his eyes was gradually turning into despair.

Because there really is no chance; even fighting desperately has become a luxury at this moment.

Runsheng is not in a hurry, and Lin Shuyou is not impatient.

When they fight alone, they each have their own style, but once they enter team mode, everyone silently regards themselves as a cog in the machine. Any extra injury or extra cost would be considered disrespectful to Brother Yuan.

In the third round, they simply copied the model.

The Yama King, who had been knocked away again, was now shriveled up, and his oversized official robes no longer fit him, hanging askew on his body.

Its cloudy eyes suddenly bulged out, and its two eyeballs burst open.

All the threads trembled at that moment.

The miracle did not happen, and it still failed to regain control of the barrier, but it locked Li Zhuiyuan's location in this way.

Its mouth opened, and a silent whistling sound was emitted.

Outside the barrier, the ghost generals and the inheritors of the Living Valley all received orders from Lord Yama.

They immediately surrounded and attacked Li Zhuiyuan's location.

Tan Wenbin stubbed out his cigarette and flung out his rusty sword.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, don't get distracted. More people will be increasing their investigation efforts here. Make sure we are not directly targeted, and also dig out the most deeply hidden ones."

"clear."

Tan Wenbin put away his rusty sword, lit another cigarette, and continued to observe the movements on the street.

Neither the Ghost General nor the inheritor of the Living Valley noticed anyone on the roof before they arrived.

As their figures gradually slowed down and appeared one by one at the edge of the roof, the true appearance of the interior became clear.

Li Zhuiyuan, with three decks of cards in his pocket, excitedly volunteered to play again.

The boy did not suppress their enthusiasm and released them.

Ah Li stood beside the boy, the closest protector.

As soon as the two generals appear, they will protect Ah Li in the center.

With glaring eyes, imposing expressions, and weapons at their disposal, they shouted in unison:
"Evil spirits, only kill, never save!"

As former ghost kings, they, like the children, have a great advantage when facing forces like the Valley of Living People.

However, the colors in Ah Li's eyes faded, and the ghost generals and the inheritors of the Living Valley who appeared around the roof all saw terrifying scenes before their eyes, which seriously affected their actions.

The blood-red porcelain bottle emitted streaks of blood-red light, resembling blood pythons or endlessly extending hands.

Anyone or any ghost that ventures onto the roof is "grabbed".

Ah Li closed her eyes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of explosions rang out.

The ghosts were scattered and the living were blown into a bloody mist.

The blood-red porcelain bottle trembled slightly, and the blood-red light that had been released earlier was reabsorbed, along with the "nutrients" that had been squeezed out, and disappeared into the bottle.

The broken parts on the outside of the bottle were slightly repaired.

Just as the two generals, Zeng and Sun, were preparing for a great battle and to make a good impression, they looked around and suddenly realized there were no enemies on the rooftop. To avoid looking awkward, they had no choice but to rearrange their stances and, once again, shout in unison:
"Evil spirits, only kill, never save!"

After one batch was killed, a new batch appeared.

The blood-red porcelain bottle in Ah Li's hand trembled again, and a blood-red hand reached out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The new batch of people also followed in the footsteps of their predecessors, becoming the paint used to repair the blood porcelain bottle.

After exchanging glances, the two generals, Zeng and Sun, circled the girl, adjusted their positions, and struck new poses with their weapons raised.

"Evil spirits, only kill, never save!"

A-Li looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan understood what the girl meant. He had sealed the blood porcelain bottle with his own blood, and he could now feel the restlessness caused by the bottle absorbing too much blood at once.

Ah Li lightly touched the blood porcelain bottle with her fingertips, and the bottle showed signs of melting. This was to "reshape" a certain evil spirit that Ah Li had once painted into her paintings.

Not every evil spirit that Li Zhuiyuan killed on his journey across the river could be "summoned." The prerequisite was that it had appeared in A Li's dream. Although it was Li Zhuiyuan who killed them, the boy was far less familiar with them than the girl.

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is too tiring."

Ah Li stopped what she was doing, and the blood porcelain bottle returned to normal.

Li Zhuiyuan flicked his fingertips left and right, causing the barrier formed by the silk threads to collectively flip outwards, transmitting vibrations and creating a sound like thunder.

When ordinary people hear this noise, they will only think it is thunder, and their next action will be to look up at the sky to see if it will rain.

But to those watching the spectacle, it was a dignified voice:
"Gentlemen, there are too many flies. Help me swat them."

……

Xu Mofan: "How arrogant!"

Zhu Yiwen: "Huh, this doesn't seem like someone who wants to lead the way in this wave, it seems more like someone who wants to monopolize everything."

A ghost general who had come from afar swiftly passed behind Xu Mofan.

It treated Xu Mofan as an ordinary person, ignoring him and focusing solely on carrying out the orders from Yama.

Xu Mofan's gaze sharpened, and he opened his palm. A section of the spear tip that Xia He was holding flew into his palm, which he then handed out.

"puff!"

The spear tip pierced the ghost general's chest.

The ghost general turned around with difficulty and glanced at Xu Mofan.

It never expected that such a master would be hiding right here on the street.

Xu Mofan struck the gun barrel with his palm, and the ghost general exploded.

Immediately, the remaining spear sections in Xia He's bag flew out, and Xu Mofan's spear was pieced together again. He leaped up and arrived above the market. A Living Valley inheritor saw this and immediately prepared to cast a spell, but before his spell could be fully formed, the spear tip pierced his forehead.

That voice, arrogant as it may be, was very much in line with the gun's temperament.

Zhu Yiwen slurped the "chicken claw" in his mouth one last time, lightly patted the windowsill in front of him with his palm, backed out, and fell from the windowsill behind him.

The area in front of him was occupied by that gun, so he went to find another place.

The two ghost generals moved quickly. Zhu Yiwen threw out his "chicken claw" and hooked one of the ghost generals like a chain. Then he took out his folding fan and fanned the other ghost general. In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere.

When Zhu Yiwen landed, the two ghost generals were completely suppressed together.

He closed the fan and slapped it down with his hand.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

The two ghost generals were annihilated.

The scholar's face showed no smugness, but rather a solemn expression.

Because the guy who was killing ghosts on this street at the beginning wasn't necessarily less efficient than me, but he was trapped in the barrier by that Yama for so long.

The one who used the barrier to transmit sound just now was definitely not the first one. Analyzing their tone and posture, the first one was probably really the subordinate of the one who transmitted sound just now.

To put it roughly, this means that I can only work as an assistant in the Transmitter's team?

The scholar's pride made it impossible for him to accept this fact.

More and more people are making moves.

A bald man grabbed a successor of the Living Valley, slammed his head against his own bald head, and smashed him to pieces.

After smashing it, he took out a mirror, wiped his bald head, and checked his hairstyle.

A young man unleashed a powerful seal, blasting the two inheritors of the Living Valley into dust.

Another young man lashed out with a thunder whip, which crackled and sent the two ghost generals drenched in lightning, turning them to ashes.

After they finished fighting, they immediately looked in each other's direction.

Everyone seemed surprised that the other party had also appeared in this wave.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, Tao Zhuming and Ling Wuxing, those two from the Dragon King's family, have also arrived. They are the same group of faces I saw at the Yu family last time, and they've all gathered here this time."

Just then, the sound of a chess piece falling onto the board was heard. This sound was mixed with a faint, sticky, bloody smell. Then came the second and third sounds. Each piece falling represented the end of a person or a ghost.

The opponent didn't specifically seek them out; rather, it seemed as if they deliberately moved towards the direction where the pieces were placed, actively seeking to be killed.

This kind of formation technique and its overall effect have reached a certain level.

Moreover, this person must come from a prestigious and upright family, with a pure and upright playing style. Even in the midst of battle, he exudes a sense of righteousness and tranquility.

But after clearing out the ghosts and humans from the Valley of Living People near him, he did not stop. Instead, he placed three empty pieces in a row, and on the fourth piece, he moved towards the barrier.

He wasn't trying to save the Yama inside; if that were the case, he wouldn't have targeted the Valley of Living People earlier. He wanted to test his skills against the mysterious telepath.

In Tan Wenbin's field of vision, he saw streams of energy descending and spreading from the front, getting closer and closer to him.

Until above his head, the clouds seemed to solidify into a white chess piece, about to crash down upon him.

Tan Wenbin did not dodge, but instead shifted his gaze elsewhere, continuing to search for other hidden individuals.

behind,

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand, as if to place a piece.

The evil dragon flew over, coiling its body like a huge black ball, and fell down as the boy moved.

"Snapped!"

In a hotel room, a handsome man with a chessboard in front of him has blood streaming from his right ring finger.

The man placed his hand in front of him; on his ring finger, there were bite marks, the wounds gruesome.

Sitting before the man was a woman of a girl's height and build, but with a mature face. Upon seeing this, she said in disbelief:
"Xiaoyu, the opponent's array formation skills..."

"Above me!"

Luo Xiaoyu sucked on his injured ring finger to stop the bleeding, then swept all the chess pieces off the chessboard in front of him. This grown man looked like a child throwing a tantrum.
"My elders taught me from a young age that the way of formations is like the way of chess, emphasizing inner cultivation and concealing one's abilities. I took this advice to heart and have always restrained my desire for fame, deliberately appearing clumsy."

My senior sister, whom I admire, thinks I have no future; my pretty junior sister thinks I'm not worthy of being entrusted with anything; even the chosen marriage partner would rather break off the engagement than marry a mediocre good-for-nothing like me!

I've endured so much, I've persevered for so long, just so that one day I can get back everything I've lost.

Just when he thought he was finally ready to make his mark, he was slapped down in the face.

What a loss! I should have just lived a life of showing off and having a good time.

"How infuriating! At this rate, my brilliant youth is about to be completely wasted!"

The short woman comforted her:
"He is too arrogant and doesn't know how to be patient. You should know that the tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind."

Luo Xiaoyu looked down at the chess pieces he had just scattered on the ground; black and white pieces arranged in a formation, forming a hexagram.

"A dragon emerges from the abyss, and its cry astounds the world."

Luo Xiaoyu chuckled twice, then sighed:
"They're not arrogant; they've been patient until now and don't want to pretend anymore."

……

"Amitabha Buddha, Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life."

Under the compassionate voice, the three inheritors of the Living Valley, bleeding from all seven orifices, knelt before the white-robed monk, breathless and suddenly enlightened.

The white-robed monk possessed an exceptional air about him, and he opened his eyes to look at that particular rooftop.

The blue mist that Tan Wenbin had created was being disrupted, and golden light was trying to penetrate it.

Li Zhuiyuan formed a lotus mudra with his hands and circulated the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra." A phantom of a Bodhisattva appeared behind him. The Bodhisattva's left face was Sun Baishen, and his right face was that of the real Bodhisattva. They seemed to be competing with each other, vying to bless the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes shone with a Buddhist light as he looked up and met the golden light outside.

The golden light faded the next moment.

Inside a thatched hut in a folk house, a white-robed monk sat with his hands clasped together, eyes closed, continuing to chant sutras.

"The Buddha is compassionate and sees no suffering."

The three corpses from the Valley of the Living Dead stood up and lined up to crawl into the burning stove, turning their suffering into boiling water.

……

Even though it was morning, a sunset glow appeared in the southwest, stretching towards the rooftops.

This demonstrates a mastery of Feng Shui that has reached a level of reflecting nature.

Above the rooftop, the clouds suddenly thinned and the breeze eased, and the untimely sunset dissipated just as timely.

……

Ling Wuxing popped two orchid beans into his mouth and asked while chewing, "Brother Tao, why don't you try it out?"

Tao Zhuming shrugged: "If you're not as skilled as others, why humiliate yourself?"

Ling Wuxing: "Tell me, whose family is it that can so easily and effortlessly resolve all these repeated tests?"

Tao Zhuming: "Talented people emerge in every generation of the martial arts world. It's not surprising that even a commoner can transform into a dragon. It doesn't necessarily have to be someone else's."

Ling Wuxing said: "A commoner can attain enlightenment and become a dragon king, but have you ever seen a commoner who knows everything and cultivates everything?"
Unless he started robbing and pillaging, plundering the martial world, and collecting secret manuals and techniques as soon as he was born!

Tao Zhuming: "Don't you feel like you've seen this before?"

Ling Wuxing: "Like last time at the Yu family, evil spirits rioted, accompanying demonic beasts revived, and Yu Tiannan returned... He kept a low profile and drove the pace."

If that's the case, Brother Tao, what do you think the rhythm will be this time?

Tao Zhuming: "That's not important. What's important is whether you plan to follow suit."

Ling Wuxing said, "We are descendants of the Dragon King; how can we submit to others?"

Tao Zhuming: "I will take the initiative to follow up."

Ling Wuxing said, "What harm is there in staying here temporarily?"

……

Maintaining a mysterious image is indeed not easy.

However, Li Zhuiyuan accepted all sorts of tests.

The stone startled the fish; there were indeed many large and plump fish.

They swatted the flies really fast; there was even a fight over the flies.

In a short period of time, almost all the people and ghosts sent by the Living Valley to hunt them down were killed here.

The intensity of the waves varies, and the people pushed by them also differ. This second wave is completely different from the first wave.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder what kind of outrageous thing the Living Valley was doing that had drawn such ire from Heaven and the people, causing Heaven to target them so fiercely.

However, this did not prevent Li Zhuiyuan from taking advantage of the heavenly order to do his own private business.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's choose familiar faces. After all, we've known them for a while. Let them be the leaders and lead the flock ahead."

"clear."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the two generals, Zeng and Sun, who had been posing for a long time, and asked:
"Does anyone have any extra threads? Cut some off, but make sure it doesn't fall apart."

General Sun immediately raised his sharp blade, preparing to cut himself.

One of the generals embraced him, while another general stepped forward, handed him his own thread, and used the general's sharp blade to cut it off. He then immediately presented it to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'll get you a replacement accessory when we get back."

General Zeng: "For the sake of my lord... and to share the burden with Brother Xiaoyuan, I dare not ask for a reward!"

General Sun: "Eee-yah..."

General Zeng, who was holding Him, reached out and covered General Sun's mouth.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a finger-length splinter from a crack in the roof tiles at his feet, held it in his hand, and swung it around, incorporating the true essence of the Xu family spear technique into it.

The boy then handed the thread and splinter to Tan Wenbin.

After catching it, Tan Wenbin walked straight out of the rooftop area and fell into the barrier.

Inside the barrier, Yama had been beaten beyond recognition.

His body was as thin as a stick, and his face was as delicate as a carved jade.

When Lin Shuyou knocked it away again, its core finally cracked, revealing juice that looked like a crystal-clear ginseng.

Even so, Runsheng and Lin Shuyou did not change their rhythm, with Runsheng pressing forward and Ayou flanking from behind.

But this time, Yama was completely out of threads, and could only let out a dying wail, transforming all his negative emotions into a spiritual wave that crashed down on Runsheng.

This action brought Yama a deeper level of despair, because the spiritual tide he created completely avoided Runsheng when it came into contact with him.

The person before me has such a resilient mind that external evils cannot disturb him at all!
Runsheng felt a bit itchy on his scalp and planned to wash his hair when he got back to the guesthouse.

The shovel was raised, aimed at Yama, and chopped down.

"Crack!"

Yama, the King of Hell, disintegrated, splitting into two parts, one above the other.

Even so, it continued to crawl.

Runsheng reached out and lifted the lower half, put it in his mouth, and began to chew and swallow.

The moment it entered his mouth, Runsheng's eyes lit up. The texture was similar to that of a crisp white radish, but the juice was many times richer.

After quickly finishing the bottom half, the top half had already crawled far away, and while crawling, it kept looking back at Runsheng. As Yama, it actually showed a look of seeing a ghost.

The two golden maces crossed and clamped it down.

Lin Shuyou delivered Yama to Runsheng.

Runsheng grabbed him and said to Ayou:
"Shall I share with you?"

Ah You shook his head like a rattle drum.

Runsheng continued eating. As he ate, he felt something in his mouth. He spat it out; it was a stamp the size of a fingernail.

Lin Shuyou activated his vertical pupils to investigate: "This is its official position, and its original imprint is also inside."

Tan Wenbin walked over.

Runsheng tossed the small seal to Tan Wenbin.

After catching the seal, Tan Wenbin said, "Runsheng, keep some to give away."

Runsheng frowned.

Tan Wenbin: "Do you remember that foodie you met at the Yu family's house who had the same quirks as you?"

Runsheng nodded.

Tan Wenbin: "Leave him a small piece, and we can get more in return from him."

Runsheng thought it was a good deal, so he kept the ginseng head and handed it to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin didn't rush to accept it, but said, "Leave a tooth mark on this ginseng head, that way it will be more obvious, and your food friend will understand."

Runsheng took a small bite.

Tan Wenbin took it and affixed a sealing talisman to it.

After the talisman is affixed, the ghostly aura of the ginseng head will be completely hidden, but its "aroma" as food will be preserved, and only true gourmets will be able to smell it.

Tan Wenbin took out a piece of draft paper with "Haihe University" printed on it, wrapped the ginseng head in it, and stuffed it into the crack in the wall.

These red striped papers are available for teachers and students as a welfare benefit, and are also sold in the school store. They are mainly for the internship group led by Xue Liangliang, who will be coming to Yuxi soon and has close ties with Haihe University.

Once the group arrives, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou will also have to report to Xue Liangliang.

Given their relationship with Xue Liangliang, it would be easy for them to send the group to a specific location for a temporary internship, especially since it was a new project site that was still in the planning stages, and Old Zhai had already made plans there.

At this moment, the boy spoke up: "Spirit medium, don't forget the football team, no, don't forget your brother-in-law."

Lin Shuyou suddenly realized that the alley was still within the barrier. He immediately ran over, picked up his brother-in-law, took two steps back, and then turned back to pick up the breakfast and meat and vegetables as well.

Tan Wenbin was holding a fountain pen and writing his birth date and time, as well as the address for his blessing and reunion, on a piece of red paper.

Seeing Lin Shuyou return carrying a large, living person, he asked curiously:
"Your relative?"

"This is... Chen Lin's brother."

"You did it for him?"

"Uh-huh."

Tan Wenbin smiled and said, "Then it's indeed time to take action."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuyou breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Bin, what are you writing?"

Tan Wenbin: "Lucky red envelopes."

If someone in the family is sick or experiencing a period of bad luck, write their birth date and time on a red envelope, put some money inside, and give it to someone else. Whoever takes the money is considered to be helping to share the misfortune.

According to old customs, an address should be written down, so that the person who is grieved and the debtor can be held accountable, and the person who shares the money is also aware of and willing to do so.

I don't dare write down the address now because there's so little money in it. If I just throw that tiny bit of money on the roadside, the person who picks it up will be disgusted and furious. If they then come knocking on my door, it'll be a mess.

Tan Wenbin left his address as Lujiazhuang.

After writing it down, Tan Wenbin held the loose thread from General Zeng's body in his hand, burned it with a lighter, and wrapped it up along with a banknote after it produced smoke.

This loose thread, actually a tendon, came from an elder of the bald man Feng Xionglin.

Tan Wenbin placed the red envelope among dried chili peppers drying on the windowsill of a neighboring house.

Finally, Tan Wenbin walked to a telephone pole, took out a wanted poster from his pocket, stuck it on the pole, and stuck the splinter inside as well.

On the arrest warrant, Tan Wenbin also changed the suspect's place of origin, placing it near Lujiazhuang.

Tan Wenbin clapped his hands: "Alright, Runsheng, pick up Brother Xiaoyuan and Ali."

Runsheng walked to the eaves.

Li Zhuiyuan led A Li by the hand and they walked off the roof. After they landed, the force of the impact was absorbed by the air currents from Runsheng, and they landed steadily.

Tan Wenbin handed the seal to Xiao Yuan.

Li Zhuiyuan took it in his hand, weighed it in his hand, and said, "Let's go."

After walking away, Li Zhuiyuan snapped his fingers, and the barrier shattered.

The next moment, figures rushed out from the street to check the situation.

Ling Wuxing: "You left without even saying goodbye?"

Tao Zhuming: "Do you want him to praise your fly swatter skills?"

Ling Wuxing: "But what about the rhythm?"

Tao Zhuming: "The rhythm is there."

While others were still carefully searching for clues, some people seemed to be heading straight for their target, and naturally no one could beat them to it.

This subtle distinction caught the attention of many people present.

Zhu Yiwen took a small package from a crack in the wall, Xu Mofan tore down the wanted poster from the utility pole, and Feng Xionglin grabbed a handful of dried chili peppers and stuffed them into his mouth.

Ling Wuxing: "It's increasingly reminiscent of the Yu family's actions last time; they actually chose these three specifically."

Tao Zhuming: "They were chosen to set the tone."

Ling Wuxing: "Then why didn't we get a share? Does that person think we're too difficult to fool or manipulate?"

Tao Zhuming: "Maybe that person thought that even if the two of us didn't have a rhythm to lead, we would still join in the commotion."

Ling Wuxing: "It seems that this time, he's going to hide behind the scenes again."

Tao Zhuming: "I don't think so. He wasn't this high-profile last time. He followed the rhythm and went with the flow. This time, he actively created the rhythm to achieve his goal."

Ling Wuxing: "Brother Tao, do you think he will reveal his true form in this wave?"

Tao Zhuming:
"No, I'm more inclined to think that he felt the river was no longer worth hiding on."

……

Back at the guesthouse.

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm sorry, the breakfast is all cold."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's just a matter of heating it up."

Lin Shuyou: "Okay, I'll go right away."

"I'll go. You stay with your brother-in-law and make sure that when he wakes up, the first thing he sees is you."

Tan Wenbin walked over, took the breakfast from Lin Shuyou, and went to the kitchen to heat it up.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Runsheng, help me set up the offering table for the Fengdu Emperor."

Runsheng: "Okay, Xiaoyuan."

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and looked at his brother-in-law, who had been placed on the bed.

The brother-in-law's injuries were quite severe.

His face, in particular, was badly bruised and swollen.

Lin Shuyou scratched his head and said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I didn't expect to run into him while eating rice noodles. Then I saw that he was about to be killed, so I had no choice..."

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at Lin Shuyou and asked:

Do we need to keep playing the game of 'I'm sorry' and 'It's okay'?

Lin Shuyou: "No need."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then let's skip this step. I approve of your choice."

Lin Shuyou has completely let go of his burdens.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Moreover, your performance was quite effective, making things much simpler for us. Your handling of the barrier was also very appropriate. I'll skip the part about praising you."

Lin Shuyou nodded vigorously: "Okay, Brother Xiaoyuan."

Ayou opened his backpack, preparing to apply medicine to his brother-in-law.

Li Zhuiyuan: "He won't die. Wait until he wakes up on his own, then turn on the light again before applying the medicine."

Ayou: "Hmm, I understand. But I think he probably wouldn't want to light the lamp a second time, otherwise he wouldn't have left after lighting the lamp and never come back to see Chen Lin."

If that's the case, let him leave immediately. I've saved him once; there won't be a second time, Brother Xiao Yuan, I promise.

Li Zhuiyuan: "He would be very willing to light the lamp a second time. He doesn't have such great ambitions, nor such a resilient temperament. Otherwise, as an Onmyoji, he wouldn't have been turned into the master by his own servant spirit."

He couldn't go home, much less see Chen Lin, otherwise the spirit within him would devour the spirits of his family, especially his sister, to strengthen itself.

Lin Shuyou: "So that's how it is."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I will help him resolve this matter after he wakes up. The strength of this river is becoming increasingly unsuitable for someone like him to stay in."

"Xiao Yuan, the offering table is set up."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the other side of the corridor.

Above the altar, the portrait of the Emperor of Fengdu swayed gently in the wind.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a pen and wrote words on the yellow paper.

Given the current favorable situation, taking action against Lujiazhuang should not be too difficult.

But wanting more after getting what you want is also one of the basic human instincts.

Since the Lu Family Manor is a front for some top forces in the martial arts world, it's possible that one of those forces is currently in contact with them.

This connection would be kept absolutely secret, without any causal ties, and even the Lu Family Village itself would not know which faction had specifically assigned him the power.

But in this world, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. During the Dream Ghost incident, the Emperor was furious and, by decree, uprooted the family that was hiding behind the Dream Ghost.

Li Zhuiyuan now wants to try his luck.

What if we win the lottery?
After writing the request, Li Zhuiyuan threw the yellow paper into the brazier to burn.

After waiting for a long time, no ashes flew out of the brazier.

It seems that this request is indeed excessive.

The fact that the Emperor tolerated him doing private work was already a huge concession, yet he dared to go too far by wanting the Emperor to be his henchman.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled out another piece of yellow paper, on which was written:

"Seize all false officials above the rank of Yama in the Lesser Hell, escort them to Fengdu, and present them before the Emperor!"

After the yellow paper was lit, Li Zhuiyuan threw the Yama Seal in his hand into the brazier as the first batch of offerings.

A muffled thud came from the brazier, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Boom!"

Before the echo had faded and the sparks had died down, Tan Wenbin emerged from the kitchen, clutching his mobile phone, and called out:
"Brother Xiao Yuan, it's Old Zhai on the phone!"

(End of this chapter)