Chapter 120

The flames on the big fish's body rose, as if a thick pillar of fire had been erected.

Bulges kept appearing at the fish's mouth, but it still kept it tightly closed.

Yu Yu Xuzi's struggle could be described as exhausting all his strength, but the big fish's resentment was even more endless.

It knew its ending had long been destined, but it could choose the path of the end.

Taking the bait,

was its final decision.

As a fish, it naturally knew what it meant to be hooked by a fishhook and pulled out of the water.

It's just that in its eyes,

rather than being fused and enslaved by this guy, it would be better to invite the Long Wang Lord over to give itself a quick death.

People are at least the orthodox successor of the Willow family walking the river, the future Long Wang. You, this stinky Daoist who killed his senior brother and destroyed his disciples, what kind of thing are you!

Yu Yu Xuzi and his senior brother were both admirers of that Long Wang of the Willow family. Actually, looking at it from another angle, wasn't this big fish the same?

It might have also regretted it. When facing that terrifying woman back then, why did it rack its brains to escape at the end, suffering several sixty-year periods of suffering in vain, making itself unable to control its own body.

Hibernating and enduring for three hundred years, at this moment, there was only one thought in the big fish's heart:

Perish together!

Li Li Zhuiyuan stood there, holding a newly opened Jianlibao in his hand.

The firelight reflected on the youth's face. He finally understood why those small fish sent out each had their own little thoughts; it turned out to be hereditary.

This wave, he walked easily, but also luckily.

The formation set up by the three predecessors, Xue, Zeng, and Zheng, for their descendants back then, not only guarded against their own master but also guarded against themselves.

In the end, this time it was also thanks to the efforts of Brother Binbin and Mengmeng.

Not only did they get the job done, but they also brought the descendants along.

Any link, if there was any problem or delay, in the end, it would have to evolve into a bloody and fierce battle.

Lu Runsheng, Tan Tan Wenbin, and Yin Meng were also looking at Li Li Zhuiyuan. The youth was still sighing about the dedication and efforts of his partners, but when the partners looked at him, their eyes were flowing with magic.

From their perspective, ever since entering this sealed Zhengmen Village, the three of them had been acting along the way in a daze.

As a result, while acting, Yu Yu Xuzi delivered himself to their door, lying there motionless, begging to be beaten.

After beating away all the fish scales, even his soul was burned to ashes.

Immediately after, he transformed into a corpse monster and inexplicably charged at the formation they had just set up, only to be punched to the ground by his own skeleton outside the formation.

Thinking that the cheapness had already been taken enough and it was time to seriously go all out for a fight, the youth said a few words, and the big fish immediately turned against him and swallowed the Daoist.

Looking at Li Li Zhuiyuan who was drinking a beverage there, a sentence from the high school Chinese textbook appeared in Tan Tan Wenbin's mind: In the midst of laughter and talk, the masts and oars were turned to ashes.

At this moment, a team, the leader and the partners, all put filters on each other, which could be considered a win-win.

The big fire finally went out.

In front, a mountain-like pile of ashes remained.

Li Li Zhuiyuan took the Seven-Star Hook from his backpack, lengthened the hook, and began to poke around in the ashes.

This was his enjoyment link.

A Li was still waiting for him at home; he had to collect more handmade raw materials for her to take back.

The harvest came quickly; a fishbone as crystal clear as jade was raked out.

This could be taken back to make a "jade hairpin" for A Li.

Li Li Zhuiyuan continued to search, thinking about whether he could get something else, preferably finding the material for his new bone ring next year all at once.

But soon, the tip of the hook touched a mass of hardness, and there was a force pulling and competing with him.

Li Li Zhuiyuan decisively let go; if you want it, I'll give it to you.

Together with him, Lu Runsheng and Yin Meng were also sent out.

Yin Meng swung the leather whip in her hand, lashing at that area. The ashes scattered, revealing Yu Yu Xuzi inside.

At this time, the Daoist's appearance was very miserable; most of his body had been burned and melted, only retaining above the chest and one lone arm.

Li Li Zhuiyuan felt that this was a very good image and styling, suitable for being placed in the exhibition room of the Art Academy.

The Daoist's hand was still clutching the tip of the Seven-Star Hook, but there was no angry or vicious expression on his face; instead, it was a kind of blankness.

Lu Runsheng held the Yellow River Shovel and stepped forward, cutting off his only remaining arm with one shovel.

Just as he was preparing to take action against his head, the Daoist said: "Besides the stone tablet at the bottom of the river, I also left some notes in one place."

Lu Runsheng stopped.

Logically speaking, one shouldn't stop and give the enemy a chance to speak again at this time. The Hong Kong gangster movies he watched always had villains stopping at this time, which always made him very angry.

But the problem was, the Daoist was exploding gold coins.

This feeling was just like when he lived at Grandpa Li's house, when Brother Binbin borrowed a Little Tyrant learning machine from a classmate.

The little person inside would jump and jump, and it would go "ding ding ding ding."

Li Li Zhuiyuan walked toward the Daoist.

The Daoist looked at the youth walking toward him and said: "In the room where my senior brother died, there is a study on the second floor. Inside are some of my insights and realizations about formations. They are not written well; when you read them, laugh lightly."

Li Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

The Daoist asked: "You say, if I hadn't had that greed back then and had joined forces with my senior brother to suppress this fish monster, would we have been able to see that Long Wang of the Willow family?"

"Would we have had a chance to worship the Long Wang?

Even if we hadn't been able to see her, I would have continued to cultivate my Dao, and with my group of disciples, we could have left more stories in the Jianghu, right?

Sigh,

I seem to regret it now."

Li Li Zhuiyuan: "You don't regret it; you just failed."

The Daoist stared fixedly at Li Li Zhuiyuan, and the ferocity on his face appeared again.

He was a dying person. He originally thought that after sending out his notes, he could get a few words of care before death from the other party. Who knew that the other party just changed the way to continue stabbing his heart.

"I also want to ask you one thing. Can you tell me why you wanted to fuse with this monster?"

"Isn't this obvious? Do you still need to ask me?"

Li Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I just feel that being a person is not easy."

Daoist: "Please do me another favor."

Li Li Zhuiyuan silently took a piece of purple canvas from his pocket. The canvas was a consumable, but A Li had an infinite supply from the ancestral hall.

After Li Li Zhuiyuan entered the Qin and Willow sect, he had also thought about whether it was a bit disrespectful to use the ancestral tablets as tools, but on second thought, this could also be considered as the ancestors helping him. A gift from an elder should not be declined.

Daoist: "Help me take care of the descendants of my three disciples. I hope they can live a good..."

Li Li Zhuiyuan: "Disgusting."

The youth spread out the canvas and covered the Daoist's head.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

Just like pouring a large bowl of water into a boiling pot of oil, violent white gas rose from under the canvas.

"Ah!!"

This was an extremely cruel torture aimed at evil spirits.

The Daoist was long no longer a person.

Even now, although he had lost the ability to counterattack, his vitality still appeared strong.

Lu Runsheng originally felt in his heart that Young Master Yuan using such a precious canvas to kill the Daoist was a bit of a loss; he could just chop with a shovel, anyway, strength didn't cost money.

But as it burned, several corners of the ashes actually rose with wisps of white smoke.

Lu Runsheng walked over and used the shovel to rake it open, finding that they were small fish being cooked. They had actually hidden here earlier, and looking at the traces in the ashes, they were preparing to crawl out and hide to make a comeback.

Now, because of the canvas, they were all wiped out in one pot.

"Ah ah ah!"

The black canvas gradually became thinner as it was consumed, causing the wooden flower rolls inside to be revealed.

In the midst of screaming and wailing, the Daoist saw the inscription on one of the wooden flower rolls: Liu Qingcheng.

He thought he was hallucinating, but after seeing this name, the painting scroll at the position where his senior brother died immediately appeared in his mind.

In the painting scroll, a woman wearing a green robe was facing the fish monster in the river.

Liu Qingcheng, this was her name.

Senior brother, I saw her...

Immediately, he fell into complete darkness.

The reaction ended, Li Li Zhuiyuan took off the black canvas, and the Daoist had become pitch black.

Lu Runsheng poked the Daoist lightly with the shovel, kicking up a piece of Yu Yu Xuzi.

"Brother Lu Runsheng, help me go to the bottom of the river and touch all the stone tablets; Brother Brother Binbin, you go and rub the content on the stone tablets. Mengmeng, you accompany me to the second floor."

Yin Meng's mouth curled up; this seemed to be the first time Young Master Yuan called her by her doubled name.

Entering that courtyard again, looking at the corpses of the yellow-robed Daoist and his disciples, Li Li Zhuiyuan stopped for a while, then entered the house and went upstairs.

There was indeed a room on the second floor that had been used. The desk was by the window. Sitting behind the desk and tilting his head slightly, he could see the courtyard.

Thinking about it, for so many days and nights, Yu Yu Xuzi had often sat here, writing while watching the senior brother he had killed below.

Yin Meng also discovered this point. She frowned and said: "I really don't understand what such a person is thinking."

Li Li Zhuiyuan said while flipping through the booklet on the desk: "Understanding them is a waste of time."

"Young Master Yuan, Jiayi is quite nice. After returning to Jin Ling, can I continue to ask her to play together?"

"Who you make friends with doesn't need my consent."

"I'm worried..."

"Don't worry."

"Okay."

"However, you can focus on whether Zheng Jiayi will have any changes after this incident, such as in personality or behavioral habits. Keep an eye on it for me and tell me after a while."

"Hmm, understood."

"Alright, pack these booklets with something; they need to be taken away."

"Okay, I'll put them in my bag."

Yin Meng organized her mountaineering bag. The task had been completed, and the next step was the return journey, so the supplies inside could be thrown out to free up space for more precious books.

"Young Master Yuan, should the books on the bookshelf also be packed in?"

"No need, those books have no value."

"Then... can they be sold for money?"

"Barely considered antiques."

"Then I'll take them all, find a place to sell them after returning to Jin Ling, and buy a pickup truck."

Lu Runsheng's salvage and Tan Tan Wenbin's rubbing efficiency were very high.

When the two returned from the river, they also took some door panels from the village, made a wooden bed, tied the six university students who were still unconscious on it, and Lu Runsheng dragged them back with a rope.

The ground was uneven, and it was inevitably bumpy, but being able to save them was already not bad, so don't think about any comfortable treatment.

They did want to find a cart, but after so many years, the wheels had long rotted away.

Li Li Zhuiyuan personally set up a new formation. The formation started, and the barrier in front distorted. Everyone passed through and came outside.

On the stone offering table, the offerings placed when entering had been scattered all over the ground.

After all, the offering table had been separated before, and the corpse inside had also walked out.

"Brother Brother Binbin, tidy up the offerings again; Mengmeng, wipe that stone tablet again."

The offering table was reorganized, and the stone tablet was also wiped to a glossy texture.

People have multiple sides.

This sentence was implemented literally on Yu Yu Xuzi.

His skeleton didn't recognize him, and his disciples didn't recognize him either.

So this offering table and stone tablet were not set up for him, and they didn't commemorate him; it was just that he was shameless and deliberately took the same name as others.

Li Li Zhuiyuan looked around. Yu Yu Xuzi said that the Long Wang of the Willow family had searched here and looked.

This was also the reason why he set up the sealing formation so sturdily.

But that Long Wang,

did she really come?

"You all came out?"

Zheng Jiayi drilled out from behind a big rock nearby, holding a bag of biscuits in her hand.

Yin Meng asked: "Where is Zeng Yinyin?"

Zheng Jiayi pointed backward: "She is behind." Zeng Yinyin was still tied up tightly.

Yin Meng: "I'll go untie her legs and feet and let her walk by herself."

While passing by Li Li Zhuiyuan, Yin Meng heard the instruction from the youth: "Untie it loosely." Yin Meng nodded.

Everyone arrived at the riverbank, and the mist on the river surface was still thick.

This was the result of being affected by the formation. Ordinary people entering without authorization would fall into confusion.

Because there were six unconscious university students, except for Li Li Zhuiyuan, everyone went to find some branches and grass bundles nearby to increase the buoyancy of the board.

Just at this moment, Zeng Yinyin suddenly broke free from the rope on her body and rushed toward the river regardless of everything.

Li Li Zhuiyuan just sat there, watching Zeng Yinyin run past him and jump into the river.

At first, while wading in the river, she would look back from time to time to see if anyone was chasing her.

Gradually, the mist blocked her view of looking back. When she looked forward again, she found that she couldn't see the opposite bank.

Reading the original text!

She began to continue forward based on her previous sense of direction, but she didn't know how long she had walked; she was still in the water area, the water wasn't deep, only to her chest, but the riverbank seemed to have become unreachable.

She began to shout: "Fool, fool, fool!"

No one responded, no one appeared.

Probably,

only a fool would continue to pay attention to her.

"Ah, she ran away!"

Zeng Yinyin's escape only caused Zheng Jiayi's exclamation.

But after she finished exclaiming, she found that everyone was doing their own things, and no one reacted.

After the simple raft was made, Li Li Zhuiyuan took out the compass, preparing to lead the team himself.

But just after entering the water, he saw the figure of the fool in the mist.

The fool waved his hands happily, jumping in the water, splashing water.

Li Li Zhuiyuan put away the compass and said: "Let's go, the fool will lead the way."

Crossing the river, walking back.

Walking and walking, Li Li Zhuiyuan discovered that this was not the road he came by.

However, looking at the fool who was running while picking wild flowers on the side of the road to wear on his head, Li Li Zhuiyuan didn't say anything and continued to follow him forward.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, full of stones everywhere, and slopes everywhere. The six university students who were dragged on the wooden board were now all bruised and swollen.

Other small external injuries were fine, but from time to time someone's nose would hit the board or hit a classmate's back of the head, causing a nosebleed, and Tan Tan Wenbin had to stop the bleeding for them.

Brother Binbin rubbed paper balls while saying angrily: "Be good, listen, next time go explore in the park, don't run around blindly."

After stopping the bleeding, Tan Tan Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "The physical quality of current university students is really not good."

In order to highlight his "kindness," Yu Yu Xuzi had long ago untied their control, and the small fish had also left their bodies. But even now, the six people were still in a coma.

This made Brother Binbin, who was used to sending Lu Runsheng and Lin Lin Shu You to the infirmary, feel very uncomfortable.

Ahead, three small hills appeared side by side.

Zheng Jiayi pointed excitedly and said: "My family's ancestral grave is there, the hill on the far left!"

Li Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Whose are the other two?"

Zheng Jiayi thought for a while and answered: "The one in the middle is the Xue family's, and the one on the right is the Zeng family's."

Li Li Zhuiyuan nodded. It seems that with the complete disappearance of the big fish and Yu Yu Xuzi, the formation in Min'an Town also stopped running and returned to normal.

The fool wearing a flower crown pointed and gestured in front of Li Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Li Zhuiyuan understood what he meant, but the youth still beckoned to him.

The fool obediently bent down and brought his face in front of the youth.

Li Li Zhuiyuan looked at his eyes and asked very curiously: "Who exactly are you?"

The fool stood up straight and danced: "I am a corpse-salvager, corpse-salvager, corpse-salvager!"

Li Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "You are not."

The fool was stunned for a moment, then jumped up on the spot and shouted: "I am a village-guard, village-guard, village-guard!"

Li Li Zhuiyuan didn't continue to ask, but instructed:

"Mengmeng, you and Zheng Jiayi go to her family's ancestral grave;

Brother Brother Binbin, Brother Lu Runsheng, you go to the Zeng family's ancestral grave.

Take incense and paper, and pay respects."

The four took their things and walked toward the two hills respectively.

Li Li Zhuiyuan prepared to walk toward the middle one, which was the Xue family's ancestral grave.

The fool jumped and jumped and followed.

Li Li Zhuiyuan stopped, looked back at him, and pointed to the six university students who were still in a coma on the wooden board.

"You stay here and watch them."

The fool showed a look of grievance.

Then he ran quickly to the board, walked on tiptoe to the middle of the six people, and stuck his butt out:

"Pfft~~~~!"

Li Li Zhuiyuan, standing in the distance, watched the hair of the six university students all blown up.

Useless.

The six people actually opened their eyes one after another, sat up slowly one by one, and began to look at the surrounding environment with clear and confused eyes.

Li Li Zhuiyuan turned and walked toward the hillside, and the fool followed.

Because Xue Dad had just visited the grave not long ago, the weeds here had all been cleared.

Ancestral graves, from high to low, the higher the seniority, the higher the position, very much like the placement form of an offering table.

Generally speaking, when descendants pay respects, they only need to be at the very bottom.

Li Li Zhuiyuan passed through other graves and kept walking up, arriving in front of the tombstone at the very top.

The tombstone was old and clearly had history, but the characters on the tombstone should be re-traced with lacquer by descendants every few decades.

The three disciples followed their master to this place, and later, in order to suppress the monster, they lived here under assumed names.

Therefore, their own ancestral graves all started from them.

Brother Liangliang's ancestor was named... Xue Erwu.

Recalling what Yu Yu Xuzi said, he deliberately chose the three stupidest and most mediocre disciples to bring here.

Indeed, this name sounded like it gave people a somewhat unintelligent feeling.

Li Li Zhuiyuan lit the incense and inserted it into the ground. When lighting the yellow paper, the fool clapped his hands excitedly and was eager to try, so he simply handed it to him and let him burn it at the grave for fun.

Subsequently, Li Li Zhuiyuan stepped back two steps and stood on the side of Xue Erwu's tombstone.

He formally performed the Willow family gate salute to him.

He is now walking the river, and the cause and effect around him are complex. If he faced it directly, maybe the dead person lying inside wouldn't care, but the living people left in the world might not be able to bear it.

The salute was completed.

"Crack!"

The tombstone cracked a seam from the middle.

Li Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but be a little surprised: Am I so aggressive now?

But soon, Li Li Zhuiyuan discovered that it wasn't just the tombstone that had a problem; the soil behind the tombstone directly collapsed, appearing a concave pit.

Walking to the edge of the pit, inside was a completely faded coffin. The coffin lid cracked from the middle and slid to both sides.

Inside the coffin lay the remains of an old man.

Except for some dehydration, the appearance was basically well preserved.

This is not strange. A most basic requirement for geomancy to find a cave is that the corpse buried here cannot be damp or rushed, and can get the best preservation.

They are people of the Xuanmen and are good at formations. This place is a lucky cave. If they couldn't even preserve a corpse well, that would be the strange thing.

The old man's hands were folded on his lower abdomen, and a thin book was placed on his chest.

Besides this, there were no burial items in the coffin, looking very refreshing and simple.

Li Li Zhuiyuan jumped into the pit, arrived at the side of the coffin, and reached out to take out the book.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about; this is the Xue family ancestor showing his spirit and taking the initiative to show it to himself.

Li Li Zhuiyuan was also curious about what exactly was in the book that made this Xue Erwu not hesitate to crack his own coffin to show it to himself.

The book is very thin. Although there is a cover, the actual content is just a few pages of paper.

It is not a secret manual, not a cultivation method, not a formation diagram, but more like a memoir.

Only taking this to be buried with him shows that the period of experience recorded in the article was the most high-light and precious in his life.

After reading it, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Li Zhuiyuan's mouth; he felt it was very interesting.

Yu Yu Xuzi said that the Long Wang of the Willow family had been here. That's right, that Long Wang of the Willow family did indeed come.

When she came, the three disciples of Yu Yu Xuzi were kneeling outside the formation, mourning their master in front of the offering table and stone tablet, crying bitterly.

The Long Wang is not a god; she cannot be omniscient and omnipotent.

When Li Li Zhuiyuan first saw this formation, he only felt that the only flaw in this formation was "only suppressing, not wearing down." If he hadn't discovered that Yu Yu Xuzi's formation attainments were extremely high after entering, he wouldn't have realized that the original intention of this formation was problematic.

That Long Wang of the Willow family was the same; she couldn't see the problem. After all, the three disciples were so stupid, so it was reasonable for the master to set up such a clumsy formation.

And this Long Wang of the Willow family didn't seem to be good at formations.

In short, she came, and then was moved by Yu Yu Xuzi's "fearless dedication and sacrifice," and actually wanted to take the three of them as registered disciples.

This was what their master had dreamed of!

But they refused this great opportunity on the grounds that they already had a master and their master had just sacrificed himself to defend the righteous path.

It has to be said that these three disciples were truly straightforward and simple in temperament.

From here, one can also see that Yu Yu Xuzi's idea of casting roles was very problematic. If you chose a few smart and flexible brains, people might guard you for two or three years, then feel the sentiment was enough, get bored, get annoyed, and then slip away.

But you chose three of the stupidest and most honest ones. People really followed the master's orders obediently, not only guarding for a lifetime themselves but also taking measures to let their descendants continue to guard the greatest master.

Although the apprenticeship was refused, the Long Wang of the Willow family didn't get angry, but instead took them under her gate, which was actually equivalent to being a servant.

During the heyday of the Long Wang family, there were many who, for the sake of secret manuals, cultivation methods, human favors, etc., voluntarily brought their families or sects to be under her gate.

Here, it was a flexible accommodation to circumvent etiquette and law.

This kind of gate-under means I can let you do things, and I can also teach you things, but outside, you cannot claim to be a Willow family member, nor can you reveal that you have learned things from the Willow family.

The Long Wang of the Willow family taught the three "Willow Family Qi-Watching Formulas" and also handed over many sets of Willow family formation secret classics to them.

From here, one can see that that Long Wang of the Willow family was indeed not good at formations; otherwise, teaching disciples wouldn't just be issuing "textbooks."

It can only be said that oranges grown in Huainan are oranges, and those grown in Huaibei are trifoliate oranges.

These three disciples were stupid wood in Yu Yu Xuzi's place, but relying on the Willow family's heart method and secret classics, even if the three of them studied behind closed doors, they learned great effects.

No wonder Yu Yu Xuzi was sealed inside for so many years and couldn't beat his own disciples; the grades of everyone were already different.

And, forty years after the master died, the three disciples suddenly spread the news, which might mean they had already noticed that the master had changed and gradually tasted the master's true intention.

But they didn't choose to cooperate, but continued to set up, wanting to suppress the master permanently.

One is because the "master" in their hearts was already the image on the stone tablet;

The second is, perhaps the master who had deteriorated made them more willing to see it, so that they could identify more with their identity as Willow family gate-unders in their hearts.

Look, even after death, they had to take this experience or this identity into the coffin. This inner inclination was simply too obvious.

Li Li Zhuiyuan shook the booklet in his hand and said to the old man's remains lying in the coffin with a smile:

"Alright, alright, I know, you and I are both Willow family gate-unders."

"Hum!"

Blue smoke rose from the three ancestral graves on the three hills.

This time it wasn't blue clouds, because the clouds were too fast to be expressed.

The blue smoke rose curlingly. Clearly there was no wind blowing, but when it rose into mid-air, it formed twists and turns by itself.

Moreover, the direction of the twists and turns all faced the direction Li Li Zhuiyuan was standing now.

In the dark,

three faint, old voices seemed to come to his ears:

"Willow family gate-under Xue (Zeng, Zheng),

pay respects to the Long Wang!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 121 =====