Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 507

Li Sanjiang has a habit of having a little wine with dinner, not too much, just enough to get a slight buzz and help him sleep.

After delivering the brazier back to the house, he took off his cotton-padded clothes and trousers, lay down in bed, and started snoring.

In a daze, I heard Li Weihan calling anxiously from downstairs.

Li Sanjiang suddenly opened his eyes, threw off the covers, and jumped out of bed. His movements were so fast that he stumbled, falling forward and hitting his knee hard on the tile floor. Completely forgetting the pain, he immediately braced himself with his hands, staggered out of the room, and shouted:
"What happened to my young Marquis Yuan? What happened to my young Marquis Yuan!"

"Grandpa."

Li Sanjiang lowered his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan standing in front of him. He immediately took a big step, cupped his great-grandson's face in his rough hands, and then moved them down to grab his great-grandson's shoulders.

After confirming that Xiao Yuanhou was real and alright, Li Sanjiang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the redness in his eyes caused by excessive tension gradually faded.

Li Zhuiyuan wasn't the only one who felt this scene was familiar.

The longer the grandfather and grandson spent together, the more Li Sanjiang felt a lingering fear about the scene from that night when his great-grandson was dragged along by the shoulder by a man lying on his back.

Li Weihan: "Uncle Sanjiang, something's happened to the kids, come with me quickly."

Li Sanjiang waved to Li Weihan, who was standing on the dam below, to indicate that he understood. Then, he involuntarily shivered. He hadn't been wearing a coat when he came out; he was just wearing a blue thermal underwear.

"Ouch... I'm freezing!"

Li Sanjiang hurriedly limped back into the house to get dressed.

Li Zhuiyuan asked Li Weihan, "Grandpa, who in the family is in trouble?"

Li Weihan was about to answer when he saw it was Xiao Yuanhou, and forced a smile: "It's nothing, nothing serious."

Considering that Xiao Yuanhou had also experienced something similar, Li Weihan did not want his grandson to have his past memories stirred up.

Li Sanjiang came out after getting dressed: "Young Marquis Yuan, you can go back to your rooms and sleep after your performance. Your grandfather and I are going to visit you."

After going downstairs, Li Sanjiang frowned as he looked at Li Weihan's old bicycle with the front turned around.

He didn't like sitting in the back of Hanhou's carriage; it always made his buttocks bounce around violently. But seeing how anxious Hanhou was, he had no choice but to sit down.

After pushing the vehicle down the dam and accelerating, Li Weihan quickly flipped himself onto the vehicle and pedaled hard.

"Oh, oh, oh, Marquis Han, slow down, be careful..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Cuicui, we'll take you home."

Cui Cui: "Okay."

Ah Li went inside, put the gift that Cui Cui had brought her inside, and when she came out, the girl was carrying a backpack on her back and a hiking backpack in her hand.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his back, reached out and put his hand through the strap, and the girl lifted it up slightly to help the boy carry the bag.

The entire set of movements was smooth and coordinated, reflecting the everyday details of walking along the river.

For some reason, Cui Cui, who was standing to the side, thought that the cooperation between Brother Yuanhou and Sister A Li just now was so cool!

After going downstairs, Li Zhuiyuan picked up his grandfather's set of tools and took them with him. He had burned incense during the day and packed everything away.

After taking Cuicui home, Li Zhuiyuan watched her go inside until the lights on the second floor came on. Only then did he take A Li's hand, turn around, and leave, not to go back home, but to his grandfather's house.

If Grandma Liu and Aunt Juxiang could have resolved the matter properly, Grandpa wouldn't have come looking for Great-Grandpa. So, it's highly likely that they not only failed to resolve the issue but also got caught up in it.

When they arrived at the dam area where his grandparents lived, a woman's scream suddenly came from inside the house. Liu the Blind Man ran out with his hair disheveled and was caught by two uncles.

Although Grandma Liu is old, she is still very frightening when she goes crazy. She scratches and claws with both hands, quickly leaving bloody marks on the arms and even the faces of her two uncles.

"Lord Xia, Lord Xia..."

Cui Guiying came out crying to lend a hand, trying to comfort Liu Jinxia.

Suddenly, Li Juxiang rushed out of the house. Liu Jinxia was an old woman, while Li Juxiang was still young. An uncle next to her reached out to hug her, but as soon as his arm reached out, Li Juxiang pulled him down face-first into the mud.

Having broken free of her restraints, Li Juxiang rushed towards the well on the dam.

Li Zhuiyuan released A Li's hand, approached from the side, and stuck out his foot, delivering a sharp blow. Li Juxiang lost her balance and fell to the ground, her head facing the spot where the girl was standing.

Li Juxiang raised her head, her eyes filled with an eerie red.

The girl subconsciously wanted to change her gaze to intimidate it, but perhaps considering that this was Cui Cui's mother, and fearing that she might also see the world in her eyes and suffer mental damage, the girl instead took out a talisman and stuck it on Li Juxiang's forehead.

The talisman changed color slightly upon contact, and Li Juxiang calmed down, drooping her head and lying on the dam panting.

"Lord Xiang, Lord Xiang..."

Before Cui Guiying could run over, A Li removed the talisman again.

High-quality talismans only need to be touched once to be effective; they do not need to be stuck on continuously.

Of course, if you can keep it on, it can prevent recurrence.

Cui Guiying squatted down, turned Li Juxiang over, and checked her condition. Seeing that her breathing had become steady as if she had fallen asleep, Cui Guiying patted her chest.

The mother and daughter came to help their two grandsons solve their problems. If something happens to them because of this, how can they live with themselves?

At this moment, Li Sanjiang came out of the house and stood in front of Liu Jinxia, who was still making a fuss and scratching.

"Blind Liu, hey, Blind Liu!"

Liu Jinxia ignored her and continued to resist fiercely.

Li Zhuiyuan took out his great-grandfather's peach wood sword from the Shandong State-owned Furniture Factory.

As he handed it over, the boy casually affixed a talisman to the sword.

"Grandpa, your sword."

To everyone's surprise, Li Sanjiang was busy with his own affairs and was completely focused on Liu the Blind, so he didn't notice anyone talking behind him.

The old man did not take the sword, but instead swung his arm and struck Liu Jinxia's face with both hands.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Liu Jinxia calmed down, and her consciousness slowly returned.

Normally, slapping wouldn't work, but Liu Jinxia and her daughter were tough and had strong resistance, so the two slaps from her great-grandfather were just right.

Li Sanjiang: "Take the two of them to the living room. None of you are allowed to come into the kitchen."

After giving his instructions, Li Sanjiang went back into the kitchen. As he was about to close the door, he saw a familiar figure step over the threshold.

"Young Marquis Yuan, what brings you here? No, who sent you?"

"Grandpa, these are your things."

Li Sanjiang took the large cloth bag: "Alright, Little Marquis, you can leave now..."

"what!!!"

In the center of the kitchen, Stone and Tiger, who were tied to a stool, began to yell. After the stool tipped over, they began to wriggle on the ground.

Li Sanjiang disregarded the situation and immediately ran over, helping Li Weihan and Shi Tou and Hu Zi up, one on each side.

Ah Li came in, and Li Zhuiyuan closed the kitchen door and bolted it shut.

Stone and Tiger's expressions were both ferocious and excited. After their shouting subsided, they uttered some incomprehensible words:

"Grayish... grayish... grayish..."

"Lightning Fist... Lightning Fist..."

Although the two children's bodies were tied up with their arms close to their bodies, their hands were free. At this moment, their right fingers kept pointing downwards, while their left hands were loosely clenched, and their wrists kept moving up and down and back and forth in a half circle.

Li Sanjiang thought this was some kind of message being conveyed by the evil spirits possessing the two children.

Based on his past experience, when encountering something unclean, giving it a push in accordance with its will often solves the problem; there's no need to fight it head-on every time.

But this time, even though Li Sanjiang put his ear close and listened very carefully, he still couldn't figure out what the dirt on the two kids was trying to say.

"What did you say? What did you say?"

Tiger leaned forward, opening his mouth as if to bite.

Li Sanjiang reacted quickly, moving backward and nearly losing his ear.

"So fierce?"

Clearly, the other party's refusal to communicate also angered Li Sanjiang.

The old man raised his peach wood sword, assumed a fighting stance, circled around the stone and the tiger, and shouted to Li Weihan:
"liquor!"

Li Weihan brought over the wine.

Li Sanjiang took a mouthful of wine, spat it onto the peach wood sword, and then began to dance again, his steps changing as he chanted incantations.

It worked; Stone and Tiger shouted angrily again.

Li Weihan's expression was solemn. He believed that Uncle Sanjiang had made the evil spirits on the two children sense a threat and become afraid.

Standing to the side, Li Zhuiyuan could tell that it wasn't his great-grandfather who was putting pressure on them, but rather that Shi Tou and Hu Zi were still simulating playing a video game, and someone kept walking around in front of them, blocking their "screen," which instinctively made them furious.

"Incense ash!"

"Ding ding!"

"Candle!"

"Yellow paper!"

Li Sanjiang calls out a number, and Li Weihan immediately hands one to him.

The prelude to the old man's poem is quite long.

Even the current heads of the Qin and Liu families couldn't see through the old master's methods.

Perhaps even the great-grandfather himself didn't know; he only knew that, most likely, this approach would be effective.

This is true.

When Li Sanjiang thrust the peach wood sword into Shi Tou's chest, Shi Tou tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide, and his body trembled violently. At the same time, a foul stench emanated from his mouth, and he quickly calmed down.

Li Sanjiang's eyes revealed a stern expression, and he relaxed. He withdrew his sword, performed another sword flourish, and the tip of the sword pierced Hu Zi's body.

Tiger immediately reacted in the same way he had reacted to Stone earlier.

The old man sheathed his sword, channeled his energy, and ran his fingertips over the peach wood sword, ignoring the talisman that was actually working. Instead, he repeatedly stroked the engraving of the state-owned furniture factory on the end of the hilt.

Li Sanjiang: "Lord Han, it's alright now, let the children get some sleep..."

"Snapped!"

Darkness suddenly descended.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Li Sanjiang shouted repeatedly, brandishing his peach wood sword. The battle was incredibly fierce, with countless bowls and plates smashing to the ground. Even Li Weihan was struck on the head by the sword.

Li Zhuiyuan walked around to Shi Tou and Hu Zi. Nothing unexpected happened; he had just turned off the light.

The problems with Stone and Tiger were only temporarily suppressed, not completely eliminated. After a good night's sleep, people can get some rest, but evil thoughts can also take the opportunity to revive.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hands, placing two fingers on Shi Tou and Hu Zi's foreheads respectively, then pulled his hands back simultaneously. Shi Tou and Hu Zi's eyes snapped open in the darkness, their bodies tensed, and then they fell into a deep sleep.

Li Zhuiyuan felt a slight burning sensation at the tips of his two fingers.

Instead of dispelling them, the boy placed two fingers between his eyebrows.

In the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan confirmed with Qing'an that this evil thought could penetrate the isolation of the peach grove. Qing'an also reminded him that if this thing really entered Nantong territory, it would be best to find it as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, this thing not only infiltrated Nantong, but also the village.

Row,
Let me meet you in person!

Li Zhuiyuan turned and walked towards the door. During this process, the boy was cautious, not because he was afraid that the evil thought would erupt and bewitch him, but because he was restraining his overly strong soul consciousness, lest he be crushed by the weak evil thought if he was not careful.

Ah Li lowered the latch, opened the door, and let the boy out. Ah Li followed closely behind, and before stepping over the threshold, she reached out and grabbed a rope hanging next to the door frame and pulled it down.

"Clap!"

light is on.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The light brought a sense of security; Li Sanjiang was sweating and panting heavily.

Li Weihan touched his head, gasping for breath, but upon seeing the blood welling up in the corners of the two children's eyes, he disregarded his own safety and anxiously asked:

"Uncle Sanjiang, what's wrong with the kids?"

Li Sanjiang frowned slightly, leaned forward, reached out and touched the corner of Shi Tou Hu Zi's eye, and then checked the two children's breathing, saying:
"It's alright, the dirt has been cleaned up."

Li Weihan: "Thank God, it's all thanks to you, Uncle Sanjiang."

Li Sanjiang sat down on the bench behind him and swallowed hard. "Lord Han, pour me a glass of water."

Li Weihan was about to pour some water when, as if remembering something, he walked to the cabinet, reached up, and pulled out a can of Jianlibao.

He opened it with a "plop" and handed it to Li Sanjiang.

"Uncle Sanjiang, drink this."

This was given to Lei Zi when he worked the night shift at the factory. He was given one can for each night shift. If a coworker was absent or asked for leave, he could get one or two more cans. Lei Zi didn't drink them himself, but saved them to take to his grandparents' house.

Every day, Cui Guiying would open a jar and pour some into the bowls of every child in the family so that everyone could taste it together.

Li Sanjiang took it, but didn't drink it; instead, he naturally handed it to the door.

"Young Marquis Yuan..."

what,
What about people?

Li Sanjiang withdrew his hand, took two sips, and then handed it to Li Weihan.

Li Weihan waved his hand: "Uncle Sanjiang, you drink it. I'm not used to it."

Li Sanjiang: "I don't like it either, so should I pour it out?"

Li Weihan then took it.

Li Sanjiang: "Young Master Yuan and his little girl like to drink this. I always keep several cases in his room, and I refill his cup when he's halfway through."

Li Weihan: "Hehe, the young Marquis Yuan is living a life of luxury by following his great-grandfather."

Cui Guiying and Li Weihan used to favor Li Lan the most, and later, among all their grandchildren, they also favored Li Zhuiyuan the most. However, due to the large number of children in the family and limited resources, they could not provide the best for their children no matter how much they favored them.

Li Sanjiang lit a cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and said:

"The one who's enjoying the good life is my great-grandfather."

Li Zhuiyuan lay in a haystack outside, his eyes closed.

Ah Li stood in front of the boy, wary of any movement around her.

Like peeling an eggshell, the boy peeled away the outer layer of evil thoughts, allowing his consciousness to enter.

This action is tantamount to actively accepting temptation.

The moment he merged in, Li Zhuiyuan sensed that there were no other evil thoughts nearby that could resonate with him, but in the distance, many evil thoughts were very active and they gathered together.

If they are sealed, they will remain silent. This situation means that in that direction, there is a group of evil spirits that remain free.

Considering Tan Wenbin's report to him that afternoon, it must mean that there are still many problems lurking in the mental hospital.

The boy, with his eyes closed, spoke:

"Call Tan Wenbin."

Ah Li took out her mobile phone from her backpack and dialed a number.

Soon, Tan Wenbin's voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Brother Xiaoyuan."

How are things there?

"Aside from some people singing, dancing, and giving speeches... it was generally very quiet."

"It'll get lively soon."

"how long?"

How much time do you need to prepare?

"One minute."

"Two minutes."

"understand!"

Mental hospital.

Tan Wenbin hung up the phone, first gesturing to the two men in straw hats on the rooftop, and then went into the office.

Wu Feng, clutching his chest, sat up from the office sofa and asked, "Something happened?"

Tan Wenbin: "Yes, something bad is going to happen soon."

Wu Feng got off the sofa, picked up the straw hat, and put it on his head.

Tan Wenbin then began to modify the formation of the mental hospital.

His skill in formations was only mediocre, but fortunately, Wu Feng was a quasi-quad.

Wu Feng looked over curiously and asked in surprise, "Are you changing the orientation of the formation?"

"Yes, it used to be for external use, but now it needs to be changed to internal use."

"This method is simply unbelievable."

Hearing Tan Wenbin muttering something, Wu Feng, fearing he might overhear the other party's array technique, immediately left the office.

Actually, there was nothing for him to do by staying, because Tan Wenbin was reciting the "multiplication tables".

"It's done!"

Tan Wenbin smiled, and following Xiao Yuan's habit, snapped his fingers with a "snap," then reached out and spun the array flag.

A thick fog appeared, but this time it completely enveloped the mental hospital grounds, changing the situation from preventing entry to prohibiting leaving.

I did the mental calculation, and it only took me less than fifty seconds. I still have a minute to relax.

Tan Wenbin walked out of the office and into the corridor.

Lin Shuyou jumped down from the previous floor and landed next to Tan Wenbin.

"Brother Bin, what's wrong?"

"Something's about to happen, just one minute left."

"Oh." Lin Shuyou nodded.

Just as Tan Wenbin doesn't doubt Xiao Yuan, Ayou won't doubt Bin either.

"By the way, Brother Bin, I took a look tonight and there were a few mental patients who didn't seem to be mentally ill."

"Isn't this normal?"

Is this normal?

"To put it optimistically, some people are normal when they are not having an episode, but they are very dangerous when they do. To put it bluntly, it is much easier to put someone in a mental hospital than to put them in jail."

"Won't you request to be discharged?"

"Ah-you, if you were locked up here, what would you tell the doctor?"

“I would say I’m not mentally ill and ask him to let me out immediately.”

"Yeah, that's right."

"Hey, Brother Bin..."

"Shh, time's almost up! Five, four, three, two, one!"

In the ward, most of the patients stood up and remained motionless.

Some of the people who were just giving speeches and singing were startled by this bizarre scene.

An even more terrifying scene soon unfolded: the patients opened their mouths, screamed, and rushed out of the ward and activity area.

The one who led the charge had the most intense red in his eyes.

Lin Shuyou recognized her; she had smiled at him during the day.

In a haystack in Siyuan Village, red lines spilled from Li Zhuiyuan's fingertips, first swirling around his head, then extending outwards. In the otherwise bright and starry night sky, some seemingly hastily pieced-together dark clouds appeared above.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was already one of them, used the red thread and feng shui techniques to trace back and give them "orders," or more accurately, to stimulate them, causing them to tear off their disguises and become restless.

After the trigger was successful, Li Zhuiyuan did not leave this state, but waited.

Soon, in a moment of self-awareness, Li Zhuiyuan raised his head.

A terrifying and powerful gaze descended upon them at that moment.

That is the true Demon Eye, located in the Qilong King's Dojo.

When Li Zhuiyuan chose to make eye contact with it, the other party actually accepted him.

A vague voice echoed in Li Zhuiyuan's mind, tinged with confusion, as if searching:
"Where are you? Where are you? Where have you gone?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Qi Xinghan".

"Qi Xinghan is dead."

No, he's still alive!

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This chapter is 5 words short; I'll add 2 words tomorrow.