Chapter 118

"Go, let's go see."

Li Zhuiyuan decided to accept the invitation.

The three-family blood bowls were offered, Yu Yu Xuzi's formation was continued, and the big fish's plot went bankrupt.

It can be said that relying on a huge first-mover advantage, his side's bottom line had been covered. A test paper had currently received a passing score.

If he retreated now and repaired the formation, the score could be raised a bit more, rushing for a "good"; if he could add a more powerful grinding effect on the original basis of the formation, he could get an "excellent."

However, Li Zhuiyuan was used to getting full marks.

Running all the way here from school, if he couldn't kill it directly, he would have regrets.

Moreover, substituting the thinking of the questioner, if he dealt with this wave so perfunctorily, then there was no guarantee that it would be detonated again at some point in the future.

Since six college students could come, then next time, six half-baked Xuanmen people could come and do bad things with good intentions, or even six evil people could come and deliberately take revenge on the human world.

The four people left the Righteousness Villa, walked down, and entered the main road of the village.

When they got close, the six college students resumed their previous posture, holding lanterns, walking slowly, and continuing to lead the way.

Seeing this, Tan Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "Sigh, young people nowadays, instead of going to college properly, they run here and become greeters."

Runsheng: "Are you talking about yourself?"

Tan Wenbin: "Hey, Runsheng, you say if I die on the side of the road, when people behind see my corpse, will they say the same thing to me?"

Runsheng: "No."

"Is it because I didn't bring my student ID?"

"I will help you cremate it on the side of the road."

"At least bring my ashes back and help me hold a memorial service."

"This has to be discussed with your family."

"No, how can you have the nerve to take a red envelope for my funeral? Heh, just wait. If you die before me one day, I will go to your funeral and play the suona for you personally."

"Welcome."

"And I will pinch out all the burning incense on your offering table!"

Runsheng frowned.

Yin Meng: "Okay, whoever dies first, I will go to their funeral and cook for them."

Yin Meng's words silenced both Tan Wenbin and Runsheng.

Tan Wenbin hurriedly changed the subject: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I want to say hello to my seniors and see which university they are from by the way?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

Binbin trotted forward, leveled with the male student walking at the end of the line, and seeing an ID card stuck to the chest of his jacket, he leaned forward to look carefully:

"Jin Ling Audit Adventure Club.

Actually still our neighbor, no wonder when they came, they were arranged to stay at Uncle Xue's house; after all, they are also college students from Jin Ling."

Just when Tan Wenbin withdrew his gaze, he actually found that the other party was also slowly turning his eyeballs toward him.

The two, just like that, very abruptly, looked at each other.

"Fuck!"

Tan Wenbin shouted.

That student's eyes began to rotate incessantly.

Tan Wenbin reached out and placed it under the other party's nose, actually sensing an extremely weak nasal breath.

"My god, this one is actually still alive."

Tan Wenbin immediately went to look at the one in front; it was a girl. When Tan Wenbin appeared in front of her at close range, not only were her eyeballs rotating, but her eyes also revealed pleading emotions.

"This one is also alive!"

"This one is too!"

"Brother Xiaoyuan, they are all alive!"

These six college students, four men and two women, all still had self-awareness, but they couldn't control their bodies.

The reason for such shock was that they entered here last month, and being able to survive now was simply a miracle.

Yin Meng also went up to check and found that all six had bulging lower abdomens. She gently placed her hand on them and could sense something swimming inside, and because of her palm's contact, the things inside suddenly became irritable.

"There are things in their stomachs, possibly fish. They can't be saved for now because as long as the fish in their stomachs are stimulated, they will die suddenly."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then let them continue to lead the way."

If he could solve the main body of that big fish, the problems on their bodies would naturally be solved.

If it couldn't be solved in the end, when retreating, kill them.

That pleading look was understood by the boy; this was asking for relief.

Although the houses on both sides of the village road were decaying and dilapidated, the general framework was still well preserved.

However, the doors of all the houses passed so far were open, revealing the depth inside.

And the "greeter team" led the four to a closed house, the first two pushed open the door, and the last two stood on both sides holding lanterns at the door.

This scene looked like servants welcoming the master home.

Li Zhuiyuan carefully observed this house and found that it was no different from other houses in the village except that the door was closed at first, and he didn't see any traces of formation.

The four walked in and arrived in the courtyard.

The four college students who came in first held lanterns and stood at the four corners; the light of the lanterns barely took care of the surroundings.

In the center of the courtyard, a huge square table was placed, with three statues standing on the table, and a circle of cushions placed on the ground around it, with a withered bone wearing a Daoist robe sitting on each cushion.

Directly in front of the table, there was a withered bone wearing a yellow Daoist robe, holding a Bagua mirror in its left hand and a peach wood sword in its right hand.

But the Bagua mirror was broken, and the peach wood sword was broken; he himself was face down, lying on the table, his skull broken and concave.

This meant that when the incident happened in Zhengmen Village, the village had invited a Daoist priest to subdue demons, but the result was that the Daoist priest was removed by the demons.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the side of the withered bone in the yellow Daoist robe; on the desktop on both sides of it, two paintings were placed.

In the first painting, there was a woman wearing a green robe. She stood by the river, and in the river, the figure of a big fish was looming.

In the second painting, the broken big fish floated along the river, and at the extension of the river, there was the shadow of a village.

In the third painting, a Daoist priest wearing a yellow Daoist robe, leading a group of his disciples, stood at the entrance of the village. On the sign at the entrance of the village, it was written "Zhengmen Village."

The yellow-robed Daoist priest had the bearing of an immortal, and the disciples beside him were also handsome and dashing.

It seems that this Daoist priest had the same hobby as him, liking to record his experience of subduing demons by painting.

However, the Daoist priest pursued details more than him. A Li only painted one ending, while the Daoist priest here was like painting a comic strip.

In the fourth painting, the Daoist priest and his disciples set up an altar. Black fog was filled in front, and there was the figure of a big fish inside.

There was no fifth painting, or rather, these withered bones in reality were the fifth painting, painting their ending.

Li Zhuiyuan moved his gaze back to the first painting.

Could this woman in the painting be surnamed Liu?

According to the plot description in the painting, this big fish should have been severely injured by her, but even the severely injured and broken big fish, after drifting here, still set off a bloody storm in this mountain village, and this group of Daoist priests couldn't suppress it.

The follow-up outside the painting should be that Yu Yu Xuzi came here and sealed the entire Zhengmen Village, preventing this big fish from going out to wreak havoc.

If the woman in the painting is surnamed Liu, it could explain why this big fish appeared in A Li's dream.

Because in the eyes of this big fish, the reason why it was made so miserable was not because of the yellow-robed Daoist priest or Yu Yu Xuzi, but because of this Liu family woman.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know if she was a Long Wang of the Liu family of a certain generation. Mainly because the yellow-robed Daoist priest didn't leave any text in the painting, and the painting used a depiction method that pursued artistic conception. The information that could be obtained from the characters was actually: woman and green clothes.

Li Zhuiyuan suspected that this scene should have been heard by the yellow-robed Daoist priest himself, and then painted based on imagination as the beginning of his demon-subduing event this time.

Then it should be a Long Wang of the Liu family of a certain generation, because the Daoist priest was a very narcissistic person. Being able to let him personally paint that he was just going to deal with an evil spirit severely injured by someone, and taking pride in it, showed that the woman's identity and background were big enough and loud enough.

The poor Daoist is going to help the Long Wang clean up the mess. This grade, all of a sudden, was raised.

It's just...

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze swept to the four college students standing at the four corners. What was the purpose of controlling them and leading himself and others here?

Deliberately explaining the background?

Generally speaking, the role of explaining the background is to pave the way.

So, are you planning to see me next?

Li Zhuiyuan stood on tiptoe and touched his hand to the back of the yellow-robed Daoist priest's head, sensing this terrifying wound.

Runsheng leaned over and reached out to touch the Daoist robe.

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng went to touch the Daoist robes of those Daoist priests on the cushions.

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Li Zhuiyuan knew that his partners had misunderstood his meaning; he didn't want to touch things, just wanted to confirm the fatal wound of the Daoist priest.

However, he didn't speak to stop them. If there were any relics that could help future generations better eliminate demons and protect the righteous path, or even help himself take revenge, the Daoist priests should also be willing to give them away.

But the result was that Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin gained nothing, and only Runsheng found a scripture in the yellow-robed Daoist priest's place.

Nearly three hundred years of time were enough to turn most things into decay.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at this scripture; it talked about self-cultivation and had no value.

"Brother Runsheng, give me three sticks of incense."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan held three burning incense sticks, bowed three times to the withered bones of these Daoist priests, and then inserted the incense into this incense burner.

At this time, the college students who were originally standing at the four corners moved, and they walked out of the house holding lanterns.

This feeling was like a tour guide, taking you to the next attraction after one attraction was visited.

After the four people went out, they followed the six college students and continued to walk along the village road.

This time, they walked directly to the entrance of the village. There was a river at the entrance of the village. The river surface had been widened here, and there were many stone slab roads by the river, convenient for villagers to wash here.

The six college students walked to the side of a stone slab road and stood in two groups, facing each other.

"Plop..."

Under the water surface, a figure emerged, and he climbed onto the stone slab.

This was an old man, half of his body fish scales, half of his body transparent.

He was not a living person, but he couldn't be counted as a ghost.

When he appeared, Li Zhuiyuan subconsciously raised his head; he could feel the resonance between the old man and the formation here.

All things are divided into Yin and Yang, and the formation eyes in the formation can also be divided in the same way.

However, most formations don't have this configuration; only people with extremely deep formation attainments can set up such a formation.

The old man stood by the river and saluted: "The poor Daoist Yu Yu Xuzi, has met everyone."

Runsheng, Tan Wenbin, and Yin Meng were all shocked. They all remembered that Yu Yu Xuzi's skull appeared on the stone table at the entrance, and his own skeleton was in the stone table. How could he appear here again at this time?

But Li Zhuiyuan could confirm that the other party was indeed Yu Yu Xuzi.

His physical body acted as the Yang formation eye at the entrance, and his soul acted as the Yin formation eye within the formation.

The old man asked again: "I don't know who you are?"

"Cough... cough..."

Tan Wenbin cleared his throat and was about to open his mouth for a grand introduction, but was preceded by Li Zhuiyuan:

"Corpse-fisher, docked at the Huangshan pier."

Tan Wenbin nodded immediately, and Runsheng and Yin Meng followed suit and nodded together.

At the same time, Tan Wenbin touched the Seven-Star Hook, Runsheng held the Yellow River shovel, and Yin Meng gripped the Demon-Driving Whip.

Because Brother Xiaoyuan didn't perform the Qin Liu family's etiquette and didn't expose his true identity, all three were prepared.

As a team, this tacit understanding goes without saying.

Yu Yu Xuzi asked: "If I'm not mistaken, it was you who helped the poor Daoist continue this sealing formation?"

"That's right, it was us."

"The poor Daoist thanks you for your help!"

"Daoist, you are polite. This is what we should do. The dedication of you and your three disciples for generations is truly admirable."

"We who cultivate the Dao, defending the righteous path and protecting the human world, is our duty."

Yu Yu Xuzi waved his hand. Although half of his face was covered with fish scales, his eyebrows still revealed a sense of frankness and righteousness.

Just then, a whirlpool appeared in the water behind, and immediately after, a huge big fish covered in pus sores leaped out and smashed directly toward Yu Yu Xuzi.

Yu Yu Xuzi retreated, avoiding this blow from the big fish.

The big fish was relentless, twisting its body again and pouncing toward Yu Yu Xuzi.

Yu Yu Xuzi dodged again, letting the big fish pounce into empty air again.

The big fish began to go crazy, its fish body twisted, and it swept horizontally again.

Yu Yu Xuzi still retreated, not contending with it.

Three consecutive attacks failed to achieve results. The big fish seemed extremely angry, actually raising its fish head, jumping high, drawing an arc in the air, and then smashing back into the water, splashing a large piece of water.

This wasn't an attack, but more like pure temper tantrum.

Returning to the water, the reddish fish eyes rotated, staring dead at Li Zhuiyuan, making a hissing sound.

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, and Yin Meng looked at Li Zhuiyuan one after another, but Li Zhuiyuan didn't order an attack, just standing there watching.

Yu Yu Xuzi pointed at the big fish and said: "This demon thing has been suppressed for so many years, but its ferocity remains unchanged. Fortunately, the poor Daoist has long figured out its temper."

Li Zhuiyuan said: "Daoist is right, a demon thing is a demon thing after all; it's just this little brain."

"It's just a pity that the soul of the poor Daoist has also been polluted by it day and night, becoming like this. It is truly... unbearable and agonizing."

"Daoist has paid a huge price; we admire you."

"However, although its ferocity remains, the vitality of this demon thing has also been worn away by time by eight or nine out of ten.

The poor Daoist has a plan, which can not only completely solve this demon thing, avoiding long nights and many dreams, but also help the poor Daoist get relief early.

I wonder if you little friends are willing to help the poor Daoist?"

"Naturally, I am not willing."

"The plan of the poor Daoist is... hmm?"

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My schedule was forcibly adjusted back, but I had no energy all day on the first day, muddle-headed. I was supposed to write more yesterday, but I can only break my promise today.

Sometimes the state is not good, and I wrote less. It's fine to slack off, but since I made a promise, I will definitely remember to pay it back.

I owe 2k words yesterday and 6k words today.

I will write 18,000 words tomorrow to finish this plot.

(End of this chapter)