Chapter 139

"So, you are a python?"

After listening to Deng Chen's narration, Tan Wenbin stared at him with a curious face and even reached out to lift the other party's sleeves, wanting to find some snake scales.

Deng Chen smiled bitterly and took the initiative to roll up both sleeves, letting the other party search to his heart's content:

"The black python is the appearance of my spirit body, but I have never had a true python physical body, nor have I ever eaten mice."

"Then what is this body of yours?"

"Someone else's; he had a sudden myocardial infarction at the time and was actually already dead. I borrowed his body to live."

"Borrowing a corpse to return the soul?"

"You could... say that."

"Then since you are called Deng Chen, does that mean the owner of the corpse you borrowed last time was surnamed Chen?"

"No, the original owner of this body was surnamed Deng and called Deng Chen. Deng is his father's surname, and Chen is his mother's surname. At his grandmother's house, he was called Deng Chen, and at his maternal grandmother's house, he was called Chen Deng."

"Oh, you are very familiar with his family members?"

"Hmm, we've been together for many years. Before, Lord Long Wang..."

"Chatting in private, we don't need to be so formal; it seems too distant."

"Before, Xiaoyuan... Brother?"

Deng Chen remembered that Tan Wenbin addressed the Long Wang that way.

"Hmm." Tan Wenbin nodded and praised: "You are much smarter than A You."

Thinking of Lin Shu You, Tan Wenbin felt a wave of depression; even though Brother Yuanzi had already finished dealing with the matter and it was almost the finale, he had originally been able to appear and show his face before the end of this incident.

Tan Wenbin wasn't trying to come over to suck up to Brother Yuanzi; given the relationship between him and Brother Yuanzi, there was no need to deliberately do these things long ago.

He wanted to realize his life value; the end of every wave is like the curtain call of a stage play, where the main actors have to go up, hold hands, bow, and thank the audience.

Originally, he had almost figured out the white mist, and in terms of time, he could have caught up completely.

As a result, Lin Shu You came in, shouting "Brother Bin, I'll take you in," and then he followed Lin Shu You, circling further and further away in the thick fog; when the thick fog dissipated, both of them had almost run to another street.

He rushed over to reinforce in a hurry, but ended up being led into a "deserter" by this signal soldier Lin Shu You.

Deng Chen didn't pick up on this; with his identity as an evil spirit, being able to survive in front of the Long Wang was already a stroke of luck, so he dared not get involved in the terrifying power struggle vortex of the Long Wang's family.

"You continue."

"Before, when Brother Xiaoyuan came to my place to take photos for the first time, after washing the photos for Brother Xiaoyuan, my eyes bled a lot, and I had to rinse them with the faucet for a long time before they were clean.

I knew I had met a terrifying person.

After Brother Xiaoyuan left, I went to the credit union, took out all my savings, and sent them to my... Deng Chen's parents' house."

"And then you came back?"

"Hmm, Brother Xiaoyuan seemed to know that I would come back."

"Normal; for my Brother Yuanzi, this isn't difficult." Tan Wenbin asked again, "But the books say that borrowing a corpse to return the soul will cause the body to constantly have problems, appearing with corpse spots or rotting or something; how come I see you are still tender-skinned and tender-fleshed?"

"The body indeed has problems." Deng Chen spread his left hand in front of him and slapped the back of his head hard with his right hand.

"Pop!"

Two eyeballs were slapped out of the eye sockets and fell into his hand.

Tan Wenbin: "F*ck!"

Deng Chen handed his two eyeballs to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin rubbed his hands on his clothes and asked: "Um, do I need to wash my hands?"

"It's fine, I can wash my eyes."

Tan Wenbin took the two eyeballs into his hands and gently flicked them with his fingers; the eyeballs could even rotate by themselves, which was quite interesting.

After playing with them for a while, Tan Wenbin returned the eyeballs to Deng Chen.

After Deng Chen took them, he pulled out a handkerchief, wiped the two eyeballs, and then pressed them back into the eye sockets one by one.

Tan Wenbin: "This is much more convenient than wearing glasses."

"This is the mutation that appeared in my body; at present, it only appears on the eyes."

"This doesn't count as a mutation; it's much milder than what is recorded in the books. I see that Fourth Uncle, who should be the white centipede you mentioned, also manifested ears that are very sensitive; he can't see with his eyes, but he can use his hearing to stir-fry dishes, and the dishes are stir-fried quite deliciously.

Looking at it this way, that white centipede should also be borrowing a body that just died, borrowing a corpse to return the soul."

The reason is very simple; if one were to occupy a body at will, who would take the initiative to choose a blind person?

Deng Chen nodded and said: "It should be like this."

"Did you not have contact before?"

"No, actually, when our self-consciousness awakened and each of us produced our own spirits, we were already in a shattered and separated state. Among the five of us... now there are four, and there is no affection.

Probably, there is only a little bit of shared memory, such as about that sketch, which I have already offered to Brother Xiaoyuan.

If we really had contact, we wouldn't all be living in Jin Ling; isn't this giving that pig a chance?"

"That's true."

"I was also taken aback that the four of us were actually living in one city."

"Don't be taken aback; it was pushed by the river water."

"Jiang Shui water?"

"You don't need to understand this, because I only have a half-understanding myself."

"Yes, understood."

Tan Wenbin walked to the counter and checked the yellow cloth package, which sealed three little cuties inside.

This seal, at a glance, is Brother Xiaoyuan's handiwork, using a blood seal.

"Hiss..." Tan Wenbin suddenly clapped his hands.

"Wh... what's wrong?" Deng Chen asked suspiciously.

"Brother Xiaoyuan is injured?"

Deng Chen immediately rubbed his eyes: "Yes, his right hand is injured; I have it in the image in my eyes."

"Oh my, I didn't notice; I should have helped Brother Xiaoyuan treat the wound first."

"Then you now..."

"Forget it, handle your business first."

Tan Wenbin looked at the portrait frames on the cabinet.

He suspected that Deng Chen's body didn't mutate because he had been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

Just like Fourth Uncle.

Tan Wenbin had witnessed Fourth Uncle's scene of disemboweling himself; that belly was white and tender, and the blood sprayed out was also healthy and bright red.

"First thing, you have to take good care of these three."

"Please rest assured, in their current state, without sixty years of recuperation, even if they wanted to toss about, they wouldn't have the strength."

"Sixty years, so long."

"Hmm."

"Is there any way to speed it up?"

"I... I haven't thought about it, I absolutely haven't, absolutely haven't." Deng Chen hurriedly waved his hands.

"I'm really asking you, is there?"

"There is, for example, some nourishing items, for example, some places with rich Feng Shui atmosphere; these can all accelerate their recovery."

"Then can they be used as spirits, I mean, after they recover a little?"

"You mean..."

"Similar to detaining spirits and sending generals."

"You want to tame them?"

"Don't put it so harshly; what taming, that's called mutual cooperation, building a win-win."

"This... this..."

"Can you see the two children on my shoulders?"

Deng Chen tried hard to look, then shook his head: "I can't see; do you have a seal on you?"

"Hmm, it's attached. However, I have two cursed children with me, and now they are following me to walk the river and accumulate merit so they can be reincarnated."

"I understand what you mean; being able to become a disciple of the Long Wang is our honor." Deng Chen took a step back, preparing to perform a kowtow.

He had nothing to hesitate about; in the past, the four of them lived lives of trepidation, fearing that they would encounter some righteous people and have their identities exposed.

If they could join the Long Wang's sect and obtain protection, not only would it be safer in reality, but there would also be extra benefits in the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

Tan Wenbin reached out to support him and said: "Our old lady said that times are different now, so we don't pay attention to those old rituals.

Besides, it's useless for you to worship me; I've negotiated here, but I still have to go find Brother Xiaoyuan to report, and it will only be effective if Brother Xiaoyuan agrees."

"Yes, I understand."

"You go write a plan, from simple to difficult, list the methods that can help them accelerate recovery in detail, and then write down their respective special abilities and functions; once written, notify me to come and take it. I'll leave my pager number with you."

"Good, please rest assured, once written, I will personally send it to you."

"I said, I will come to take it."

"Yes, yes, waiting for you to come and take it."

"Second thing, the characters on your signboard don't look good; my Brother Xiaoyuan's calligraphy is first-class."

"If Lord Long Wang can bestow characters, then I will really wake up laughing in my dreams."

"I will tell Brother Xiaoyuan when I go back, but we also have some requirements; you can see if you can accept them then."

"Understood, absolutely acceptable."

"Hmm."

Inscribing characters is considered stamping a seal, roughly meaning that this shop and the four evil beasts in this shop are protected by someone.

This is on the surface; follow-up will definitely add some specific control measures, but this is beyond Tan Wenbin's ability range, so he can only go back and ask Brother Xiaoyuan to come up with a method.

In Tan Wenbin's view, since they have kept them, their side is also considered to be involved in the cause and effect; it's impossible to have a drink together, and the necessary restrictive means must be installed. In short, things that can be standardized should not be emotionalized.

Think about it, if this matter can be successfully implemented, it's equivalent to their team having four... oh no, three spirits that can be used; this picture, just thinking about it is quite beautiful.

The White Crane Boy is a high-ranking Yin God; with Brother Xiaoyuan, it's not impossible for them to cultivate their own Yin God beasts.

After finishing the business, Tan Wenbin reached out and patted Deng Chen's shoulder.

Deng Chen's body trembled slightly, and he continued to show a fawning smile.

"Alright, there's no need to continue like this; except for that pig, you, including these three, shouldn't have done anything bad, and in all likelihood, you've only done good deeds.

Good people don't need to be so servile.

But this world is like this, so please understand; public is public, private is private; you have your grievances, and we have our difficulties."

"Yes, I know, I am very grateful, really."

"Think in a good direction; although you didn't exist when that Sealing Diagram was causing trouble, it's not unrelated to you. Treat this tribulation as paying back the debts of the past.

In the future, work hard; the future is still very beautiful. Those who want to mix into the establishment can join the Long Wang's family and be a gate-keeping Yin beast; those who want to be free outside can also be sealed as a river god of a lake or small river.

Those who want to be reincarnated and be a human in the next life, if we can help, we will definitely help."

These things were all told to Tan Wenbin by the old lady.

In the past, he would definitely have thought he was listening to ancient strange stories, until later, he was already in the story himself.

Deng Chen showed a look of yearning, and even in the yellow cloth package, three bumps stood up.

Obviously, everyone was very satisfied with this pie.

Tan Wenbin felt that he had already wrapped up this matter.

Not bad; although he didn't catch the pig-killing feast, he at least sat at the tail table.

After coming out of the photo studio, Tan Wenbin didn't rush back to school to report to Brother Xiaoyuan; he knew where Brother Xiaoyuan should be resting now, and it wasn't an urgent matter, so there was no need to go there to disturb him. He hailed a taxi and reported the location of the Eighth Hospital.

On the way, Tan Wenbin's pager rang: Runsheng is hospitalized for treatment, no life-threatening danger.

"Heh."

Tan Wenbin couldn't help but laugh; you say Runsheng is lucky, counting Lin Shu You, he is the most miserable among the four this time, but if you say he is unlucky, hey, he was injured near the hospital.

While looking at the message here, the taxi driver over there was also talking on the walkie-talkie.

Tan Wenbin heard the voice inside, seemingly some taxi driver had just had an accident; the car hit a muck truck, he was covered in blood, and was sent to emergency.

"Heh, hahahahaha, this beast deserves it!"

In the walkie-talkie channel, it was a happy and harmonious atmosphere.

Tan Wenbin asked curiously: "Driver, aren't they your colleagues?"

The driver replied: "Hey, you don't know how much of a beast this turtle grandson is. When he was gambling and couldn't afford to eat, it was an old big brother of ours who helped him, often taking him home to eat, and even helping him pool money for the car share.

Later, this turtle grandson got together with the old big brother's woman, and after the woman divorced, she lived with him.

In one by one/p>

Let's not say that the woman cheating isn't a good thing, but this turtle grandson, isn't he even worse than a beast?"

"That's true."

"Tonight, it can be considered that God has opened his eyes and finally brought retribution to this turtle grandson."

Saying that, the driver pressed the sign in front of the car, and the meter also stopped.

"Hey, driver, what are you doing?"

"Not charging your taxi fare; we are just about to go to the Eighth Hospital. After that incident happened to the old big brother, he was so angry that his body had problems, and he has been hospitalized in the Eighth Hospital these days. We are buying some wine and food, and tonight we are going to have a good drink with the old big brother to celebrate, haha!"

"Then thank you."

"Thank for what? Originally, when you said you wanted to go to the Eighth Hospital, I was thinking of going there to visit the ward. Who knew that I would hear this good news halfway through driving, so I'll just borrow your good fortune."

"Haha." Tan Wenbin also laughed, "Alright, happy for you, happy for you."

The taxi drove to the Eighth Hospital; Tan Wenbin was dropped off at the hospital entrance first, and the driver had to drive the car into the parking lot.

Just as he drove outside the parking lot, he happened to see a young nurse holding something walking hurriedly past, her foot twisted, and she fell to the ground.

The young driver got out of the car immediately and went up to help: "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?"

"Thank you."

"It's okay, I'll help you pick up the things."

When picking up the things and handing them to the other party, the driver actually found that the nurse's appearance was so sweet that he was a bit dazed for a moment.

The little nurse turned her head shyly.

"Sorry, sorry, you are too beautiful, my fault..."

"They all say you taxi drivers have slippery tongues; it seems it's really true."

"I don't have one; I'm telling the truth, you are really too beautiful."

Tan Wenbin found Runsheng's ward, pushed the door open, and saw Runsheng on the hospital bed, bandaged like a mummy.

"Pfft... hahahahaha!"

Tan Wenbin laughed loudly.

Runsheng closed his eyes, looking like he was sleeping very soundly.

Yin Meng rolled her eyes at him.

Lin Shu You, who was peeling an apple, looked at Brother Bin with some envy; he had also found it funny when he saw it earlier, but he was afraid of affecting unity, so he didn't dare to laugh.

"Tsk, I said, Runsheng Hou, wake up, look at me; I rushed here in such a hurry just for fear of missing the last look at you."

Runsheng opened his eyes helplessly and asked: "Is Xiaoyuan okay?"

"It's okay, Brother Xiaoyuan is so powerful, how could anything happen."

Tan Wenbin took the apple Lin Shu You had just peeled and took a big bite; he didn't tell Runsheng about Brother Yuanzi's injury.

Among the four of them, only Runsheng doesn't call Xiaoyuan "Brother."

Runsheng truly treats Xiaoyuan as his own younger brother in his heart; if he knew Xiaoyuan was injured, he would feel that he was useless and would blame himself very much.

Tan Wenbin ate the apple while talking about this incident; when the time was about right, he took Lin Shu You back to school, leaving Yin Meng here to take care of Runsheng.

Before leaving the ward, Tan Wenbin added an extra tease:

"Mengmeng, you make something delicious to nourish our Runsheng Hou well."

After drinking that can of Jianlibao to the last drop, Li Zhuiyuan fell asleep.

He had wanted to take a bath at Grandma Liu's, change into clean clothes, and then sit down to tell A Li about today's events.

But he was really too sleepy; he sat on the blanket and fell asleep directly.

A Li had wanted to move him to her bed, but was afraid of waking him up, so she had to gently lay him down on the carpet.

During this process, A Li discovered that the boy's right hand was injured; although it wasn't bleeding anymore, it was a bloody mess.

She walked to the bedroom door and opened the bedroom door.

Liu Yi was standing three meters away from the bedroom door; even this distance was because she had moved out quickly after hearing A Li's footsteps approaching; earlier, she had almost been listening against the bedroom door.

A Li pulled Liu Yi into the bedroom; Liu Yi was also puzzled; when she saw Xiaoyuan earlier, she didn't see any injuries on him; no, when the boy came in, his right hand was clenched into a fist and hidden in his sleeve.

This child, really.

Liu Yi brought the medicine box; seeing the girl kneeling and sitting beside her watching her, she moved the medicine box in front of the girl and pointed to the antiseptic solution, golden sore medicine, and bandages used for debridement in turn.

Xiaoyuan's right hand was just simply exploded; although the injury wasn't light, it wasn't difficult to treat.

Although the girl hadn't done these things before, since her hands were good at doing handicrafts, doing this naturally wasn't a problem.

She performed every step very meticulously, for fear of hurting and waking him up.

Liu Yi had the great righteousness of on-site supervision and teaching, so she kept squatting beside watching, nodding slightly from time to time to affirm the girl's technique, while in her heart, she was shouting that it was satisfying.

After A Li treated the wound, Liu Yi carried the medicine box out.

Closing the door, standing at the doorway, gently stroking her chest, clearly dinner had been eaten for a long time, but now she was even fuller.

Putting away the medicine box, serving out the medicinal soup, and carrying the medicine bowl, she went upstairs; on the rattan chair in the second-floor open room, she didn't see the old lady's figure, so she went to the third floor.

Pushing open the door of the spirit hall, the window was open, and the old lady was standing by the window.

"It's windy outside, and you've been coughing recently, so don't blow the wind anymore."

"My body isn't that frail."

"Yes, yes, yes, but you still have to drink the medicine."

"Xiaoyuan is back."

"Hmm, back, injured a little, A Li has already treated it for him."

"Where is he?"

"Asleep."

"In A Li's room?"

"Hmm."

"It seems the child is exhausted."

Liu Yi couldn't help but find it funny in her heart; thinking back to when the old lady said with certainty that she wouldn't look for someone too smart to marry in, now people are sleeping in A Li's room, although one is sleeping on the bed and one is sleeping on the carpet, but with the old lady's rigid personality, she actually sighed that the child was tired.

"That day I went to A Li's room and saw her drawing clothes, so I added a few strokes to her, adding some practicality and beauty.

Coincidentally, I saw A Li's sketchbook frame, so I flipped through it."

"A Li usually puts that sketchbook frame under the bed; it wouldn't be placed on the desk at will. Where is this a coincidence of flipping through it?"

"No wonder your cough hasn't been good lately; it turns out the problem is here. You should be clear about what things can be seen and what things we have to avoid now.

Before, when A Li walked the river, you even specifically taught me."

"You girl, your temper is really big now; you're even lecturing me."

The old lady muttered with dissatisfaction, but still took the initiative to reach out and take the medicine bowl and drank it.

"A Li and I are still young; even if we take the initiative to bear a little, it's nothing, but you are different."

"Alright, alright, I've finished the medicine, and you're still here endlessly."

"What is drawn in A Li's sketchbook frame?"

"I'm already coughing; if I told you, wouldn't you cough up blood?"

"You..."

"Not telling you anymore; go down and cook me a bowl of lotus seed soup. This medicine is too bitter; if I don't drink some dessert to neutralize it, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"How can you be like this!"

"Go, go cook the soup."

Liu Yi sighed, carried the bowl, and went out.

After the door closed, Liu Yumei turned her head and looked at these spirit tablets.

She remembered the day Xiaoyuan walked the river, holding A Li's hand, coming downstairs, and making the vow.

But ever since she saw that sketchbook frame, Liu Yumei really realized what Xiaoyuan was doing.

The second wave is related to Liu Qingcheng of the Liu family, and the first and third waves A Li has already drawn half of the Five Yin Beasts, and she also saw the clues.

She had sighed that meeting someone too good and too smart at too young an age is not necessarily a good thing.

But these two children, where are they still called childhood sweethearts? And what childhood sweethearts are there who, at the age of eleven, carried a knife out and slaughtered those who bullied you one by one?

Those trashy things, she knew of their existence, but couldn't find them; they were hidden very well, and some had been silent in reality for hundreds of years; you simply couldn't find their traces and clues.

The more things hide themselves in places that cannot see the light, the more they tend to emit the greatest dirty noise.

Not to mention that there is no one in the house now, even when there were many people before, who could think of such a method when walking the river?

Let the river water push them to the front one by one, and then deal with them all one by one.

Liu Yumei's gaze swept over these spirit tablets, hatingly saying:

"It's all your fault for not doing things thoroughly and cleanly back then; now you have to let the child help you wrap up!"

A Li pulled the curtains in the room so that tomorrow morning's sun wouldn't wake the exhausted boy too early.

That pig disappeared first, and then the other four also disappeared.

The noisy and thin mist that was originally approaching suddenly retreated, became quiet, and became thick.

When her world suddenly became quiet, she knew he had succeeded.

He said that he was looking for topics from her to drill the loopholes of the river water, and that she helped him.

But this time, she saw it; because of her, the river water also seemed to have changed, as if it were targeting him.

This was also the reason why she was unwilling to hand her hand to him when he came in the afternoon earlier.

She didn't want to become his burden.

Although she knew that when he woke up tomorrow, he would definitely be full of confidence again to tell her the story of yesterday, and would also tell her that continuing like this in the future was a good method.

The girl lowered her head; she felt she was very useless, and there were too few places she could help him; even walking such a short distance to buy him a can of his favorite drink almost made her go crazy; the moment she returned to the courtyard, her whole person was instantly drenched in sweat.

The girl got on the bed, gently moved to the bedside, hugged her knees with both hands, turned her head, and looked at the boy lying on the floor beside the bed.

The outside world is really scary.

It's not as simple and easy as you described to me.

The girl looked down at the boy's sleeping face, and looking at it, she smiled.

As if returning to more than a year ago when he was sitting at the corner of the second-floor terrace, also looking down at her like this.

You are really, so amazing.

The drawn curtains isolated the moonlight outside, but in the bedroom, there was moonlight flowing everywhere.

(End of chapter)