Chapter 176

Li Zhuiyuan flicked his arm downward, opened his palm, and the copper coin sword slipped off, turning into a circle of copper coins that fell into his palm.

Although it didn't form the shape of a sword, they were still connected to each other and could be worn on the wrist as a bracelet.

The young man's fingertips gently touched the copper rust on one of the coins; this wasn't metal rusting, but a special attachment formed after being continuously soaked by the blood of evil spirits and the blood of the original owner.

Using it for hacking and slashing would have a very poor effect, far inferior to the Yellow River shovel, and even... not as good as a sturdy wooden stick.

The true value of the copper coin sword lies in using it as a medium to cast spells.

When Li Zhuiyuan cast spells in the past, he was accustomed to drawing spell patterns on his own arms and hands, and then combining them with his own essence, Qi, and spirit to stimulate them.

He was too lazy to find a medium, because ordinary media couldn't ensure the effect of the spell.

But this didn't mean that media were useless; it was just because he hadn't encountered a truly good one.

Now, he had one.

With it, he would be more relaxed when casting spells, and the copper rust attached to the coins themselves could also increase the effect of the spell to a certain extent.

Li Zhuiyuan bowed to the cracked stone tablet again; this was a gift of thanks for the elder's bestowal.

Having taken something from the Old Zhao family, Li Zhuiyuan felt quite embarrassed in his heart.

When he finds an opportunity in the future, he will return an equally great opportunity to Zhao Yi.

It's just that he doesn't know if Zhao Yi is interested in Fengdu?

Now, things are gradually becoming clear.

The Miao village elder had told Li Zhuiyuan several versions about Old Bian Po, one of which was correct: Old Bian Po's predecessor was indeed a Miao Saintess.

What she was refining should be the Mother-Master Tongzi Heart-Linked Gu.

Wei Zhengdao once recorded in the "Records of Jianghu Monsters" a dead-walker floating down the river, whose mother body was wearing Miao clothing, with a bulging abdomen; what was truly in the dominant position was the fetus inside the abdomen.

Wei Zhengdao's annotation on this dead-walker was: replacing life with pregnancy, living a new life.

In essence, what she gave birth to wasn't her own child, but herself.

People always have various dissatisfactions with themselves, from small things like figure and appearance to big things like personality and temper.

And this kind of evil technique can modify the original dissatisfaction, living a new life in the most perfect posture from one's own perspective.

Of course, one can also choose the object one considers most perfect, replicate him, and give birth to a new him (oneself).

When this evil technique is cultivated to an extreme level, it can even modify one's destiny.

Looking at the description on Zhao Wuyang's stone tablet, the Gu-child's origin required a large number of infant lives for blood sacrifice, which is equivalent to exchanging the lives of many children for the rebirth of her own child.

Therefore, Old Bian Po's current caution should be wariness of that Zhao family Long Wang who had once suppressed her; what was left on the stone tablet could be called a Long Wang's oath.

As long as she dares to carry out a massive slaughter, the oath will respond.

But the oath can only restrain for a while; once she determines the appearance of her new child and prepares to conceive again, blood sacrifice is inevitable, and the children in the surrounding areas will inevitably suffer as a result.

In history, she should have come once, but the Gu-child born that time was killed by Zhao Wuyang.

Her madness that time should have caused many children to suffer, and even hundreds of years later, legends about her liking to eat children were still circulating locally.

Seen in this light, the purpose of his wave this time is to protect children.

Hmm, it's also to protect himself.

Li Ren was lifted up and sent back to the earthen building.

The two of them were unwilling to return to the village, but their opinions didn't count.

Li Zhuiyuan formulated a new plan.

He intended to take the initiative to bite the fake bait at the construction site, and then show the excitement that the problem had been solved, to paralyze Old Bian Po.

Then turn around and take the opportunity to go to that lake and dig out her lair.

This isn't a brilliant plan, but no matter how complex and profound a plan is, when broken down and rubbed apart, its essence is often very simple.

Li Zhuiyuan needs to actively create an opportunity to face Old Bian Po directly, and then take his team and charge over in one wave.

There's no way around it; she is too cautious, slippery like a loach; if he really continues to grind with her slowly, by the time she gives birth and causes a disaster, everything will be too late.

After Ran Dacheng received the notification, he drove the tractor over again.

Being troubled several times, there wasn't the slightest unhappiness on his face.

For him, the real profit lies in being responsible for the procurement and supply of the construction team after they return; the oil and water in this are quite generous.

Li Zhuiyuan and the others got on Ran Dacheng's tractor and headed to the construction site.

In the earthen building, Cui Hao listened to the movement through the door panel.

"They have already left, brother, I'll take you to escape from here!"

After Yin Meng's treatment and handling, the symptoms of Li Ren's wound were significantly relieved, and his consciousness was basically restored; at this moment, he grabbed Cui Hao's arm excitedly and choked with sobs:

"Good brother!"

Having poor popularity doesn't mean they are bad people.

At least, these two people with the worst popularity in the team had forged a deep friendship during these days of wild man escape.

This earthen building, and this village, were in their eyes the most dangerous places in this world.

Cui Hao collected some food and medical supplies and carried Li Ren on his back.

But just after walking out the door and arriving in the courtyard, Cui Hao began to circle in place.

The door of that earthen building was right in front of his eyes, but no matter how he walked, he couldn't reach the door.

Finally, Cui Hao put Li Ren down, exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

"It's over, it's a ghost wall, the ghost has come again."

Li Zhuiyuan knew the thoughts of the two, so to prevent them from running around blindly and not being able to find them later, he simply set up an isolation formation in the earthen building when he left.

The formation he set up in the earthen building before was too advanced; after all, this was a temporary stronghold for his own people, and his own people still had to come in and out, which was what gave the "fake people" the opportunity to mix in.

This time, the formation he set up was very simple: those outside were not allowed to enter, and those inside were not allowed to leave.

The fake people didn't possess strong aggressiveness, nor did they have the ability to break the formation, unless Old Bian Po came in person.

But then again, if Old Bian Po really wanted to kill the two of them at all costs, they wouldn't be safe no matter where they hid now.

After arriving at the construction site, Li Zhuiyuan had Ran Dacheng drive the tractor away for a distance first to wait, and not to approach.

Ran Dacheng didn't understand, but he did as he was told.

After checking the surroundings, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that it was indeed as Xue Liangliang had said earlier; traces of rituals were left in many corners, there were three small offering tables alone, and various talisman papers and deity statues were posted, focusing on a group of gods holding a meeting.

It's just that they used their strength in the wrong place.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the shelf at a high place, the other end of which was connected to the hillside on the west side.

The three disciples of the Miao village were considered to have been drunk at night and fallen off that shelf.

In fact, they really hadn't looked in the wrong place.

When Li Zhuiyuan held the compass and began to locate specifically, the position of gathering Yin and converging evil wasn't under the construction site, nor was it at the bottom of the river in front, but in that hillside on the west side.

After locating, and then examining carefully, one could discover that the color of an area on that hillside was different from the surroundings, which should have been re-filled and covered later.

The bait was right in there.

It was indeed a quite large move; the principle is similar to offending the master who built the house, and someone putting a dead cat in the interlayer of your house beam.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the orientation:

"Runsheng, go up and smash it open."

"Alright!"

Runsheng held the Yellow River shovel, didn't take the shelf, but ran toward the other end, climbing along the steep hillside.

"Lin Shu You, go down and prepare to provide support."

"Understood!"

Lin Shu You also came to the foot of the slope, ready to perform the trance.

Li Zhuiyuan took a formation blueprint out of his bag and handed it to Tan Wenbin: "Tan Wenbin, set up the formation."

"Order received!"

Tan Wenbin took the blueprint and glanced at it; it was a simple binding formation, easy to understand and easy to set up; for the subcontractors below them, it was considered a basic operation.

He and Yin Meng simply divided the tasks, and then began to plant the formation flags.

Xue Liangliang was originally clutching a dagger in his hand; it was a gift from Tan Wenbin when they set off, and it was the same model as the one on the boots of the other team members.

But after gesturing with the dagger a few times, Xue Liangliang felt that it was difficult to get enough sense of security by relying on this.

He simply put the dagger away, picked up two steel bars from the ground, grabbed one in each hand, and stood in front of Li Zhuiyuan to provide protection.

Let's not talk about the actual effect; at least the intention was expressed.

At this moment, Runsheng had already arrived at that area; he stepped on a protrusion of the rock wall, held the Yellow River shovel, and began to knock and smash.

The new version of the Yellow River shovel tailored for Runsheng not only became larger and heavier, but also sturdier and firmer.

Every time he struck, his clothes would bulge accordingly.

Gravel continuously rolled down, hitting his body, but he ignored it directly and just continued to chisel with all his might.

As he smashed, large-area crack patterns appeared; this area was originally hollow, not solid.

Runsheng inserted the edge of the shovel and changed from chiseling to prying.

Once, twice, three times... just hearing a "whoosh," a large amount of stones and dust flew up, and a cave appeared on the rock wall, with a stone coffin at the entrance.

The stone coffin trembled, fell downward, and crashed directly toward Runsheng below.

Runsheng leaned backward, kicked the rock wall hard with both legs, and the whole person flew backward.

Below, Lin Shu You immediately performed the trance.

Actually, since the appearance of the stone coffin, the evil spirit aura had erupted, and he already had a sense of it.

The vertical pupils opened, and the Bai He Master Master Tongzi descended.

The first thing the boy did was to open his arms, retreat rapidly, catch Runsheng in mid-way, and continue to retreat to unload the force.

If it were in the past, the boy would only have eyes for the stone coffin and wouldn't consider saving his teammate at all.

Even if he wanted to save him, he would foolishly stand there and catch him directly, not caring whether the boy's arms would fracture as a result.

The current boy... is very thoughtful.

The stone coffin continued to slide down along the rock wall, its speed getting faster and faster, straight into the valley floor, falling into the water surface.

"Bang!"

The water area in contact with the stone coffin began to turn black, and immediately black mist rose.

Accompanied by continuous crisp sounds, it seemed as if something was about to break out of the coffin.

At this moment, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng had already set up the formation and were watching that stone coffin.

Li Zhuiyuan's voice came: "It has already come out from the bottom of the coffin, be careful!"

A black shadow condensed beside Yin Meng, and a pair of arms reached out from the black shadow.

Yin Meng raised her demon-driving whip, held it horizontally at her side, blocked the pair of arms, and then took the opportunity to entangle them, wanting to bind the hands.

However, a greater force came from those hands, and seeing this, Yin Meng had no choice but to give up her leather whip and retreat rapidly.

"Ah!"

A roar came from the black shadow, which then rushed forward swiftly.

Above this small area of the construction site, dark clouds began to condense.

Tan Wenbin stepped forward, and while shielding Yin Meng behind him, he raised his right arm and held a crossbow with two evil-breaking talismans on it.

"Whoosh!"

He pulled the trigger, the crossbow bolt shot out and hit the black shadow.

In an instant, a sound like setting off firecrackers during the New Year rang out.

Although the lethality was limited, it at least dispersed the black shadow, making it reveal its true form.

It was a woman covered in jewelry, wearing gold clothes, a pearl crown on her head, and heavy silver ornaments on her hands, neck, and ears.

It's just that her hair was disheveled, her skin was iron-blue, her eyes were bulging, and black sewage kept pouring out of her mouth; it really was a waste of this grace and luxury.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that this should be a noble person buried in some local grave, but was dug out by Old Bian Po and used as bait.

Don't say, purely from the image, she really looked quite like Old Bian Po in the legends.

Tan Wenbin didn't use the ghost-controlling technique; this move of his consumed Yang lifespan, and when Xiao Yuan Ge was present, he had to listen to Xiao Yuan Ge's orders.

"Roar!"

The noblewoman bared her fangs and brandished her claws, venting the anger in her heart.

Having enjoyed glory and wealth in her lifetime, she should have been buried quietly underground after death, but she was forcibly dug out, refined into a dead-walker, and endured this kind of torture; anyone would be angry.

Only to see her body lean forward, her feet didn't move, but she slid on the ground, rapidly approaching Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin squatted down, and Yin Meng behind him waved a piece of colorful poisonous mist at this moment.

In this poisonous mist, the noblewoman instantly lost her sense of direction and began to roar continuously.

Yin Meng took the opportunity to grab Tan Wenbin's collar and exerted force backward; Tan Wenbin also kicked the ground with both legs, and the two cooperated tacitly, retreating rapidly and disengaging from the battle.

How to fight, the team had its own set of procedures; the two of them weren't front-line combat personnel.

At the same time, Runsheng and Lin Shu You had also come down from above, one in front and one behind, surrounding the noblewoman.

It's just that Yin Meng's poisonous mist didn't distinguish between friend and foe.

The two of them didn't dare to rush into the poisonous mist to fight the opponent at this moment.

But very quickly, the poisonous mist dissipated, and dense blisters appeared on the noblewoman's body.

This made her, who was already ugly, now become even uglier.

Tan Wenbin said in surprise: "Does this kind of miasma poisonous mist have this effect now?"

Yin Meng: "Every time, besides the fixed combination, I will randomly add some other toxins."

Tan Wenbin licked his lips: "Mengmeng, listen to your brother's advice, you must never take an apprentice in the future."

Runsheng held the Yellow River shovel, Lin Shu You held the trident, and they attacked the noblewoman.

The noblewoman's figure was very flexible, and her moves were also swift, but at most, she was just a dead-walker who was relatively good at close combat.

After her black shadow mist was broken by Tan Wenbin with talisman paper, she turned into a pure wild beast.

This was considered the type of opponent Runsheng and Lin Shu You liked most; don't play any fancy tricks, everyone just fight purely!

But even so, the battle situation was still relatively scorching.

Because Li Zhuiyuan had instructed to take it easy this time and try not to get too injured.

The place where they really had to fight for their lives was at the bottom of that lake; that was the main master.

With the intention of preserving their state, they would hold back when they made a move, and Runsheng and Lin Shu You tacitly adopted a war of attrition.

This was originally a weakness of the Guanjiang Shou, but after Li Zhuiyuan's improvement and innovation, the Guanjiang Shou could also fight a protracted war.

The noblewoman was entangled and suppressed by the two working together; she couldn't hit them, couldn't run away, and kept emitting aggrieved roars.

Li Zhuiyuan walked toward the battle situation.

Xue Liangliang wanted to open his mouth to say "dangerous," but he immediately realized that he wasn't qualified to say such things, so he could only continue to clutch the two steel bars, like Qin Qiong holding double copper maces, following by his side.

Li Zhuiyuan inserted a small formation flag into the formation eye position, and then clapped his hands.

Runsheng and Lin Shu You understood, and together they exerted greater pressure, forcing the noblewoman step by step into the range of the formation.

After she entered, Li Zhuiyuan activated the formation.

The noblewoman's speed and reaction instantly became sluggish.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Yellow River shovel and the trident began to greet her body crazily.

For a time, gold and silver jewelry were beaten and splashed all over the ground.

Tan Wenbin was a bit jealous and subconsciously whistled to cover up the embarrassment of his previous heartbeat.

Turning his head to look, Yin Meng beside him clenched her fists, and her breathing began to become rapid.

Ever since she started liking shopping, her demand for money had suddenly increased.

Tan Wenbin reminded in a low voice: "No rush, let's go pick them up after the fight; they are all spoils of war."

Yin Meng looked at the young man who was controlling the formation over there.

Tan Wenbin said in a low voice again: "Half donated to welfare institutions, half donated to the clothing store owners on the pedestrian street so they can pay the rent."

Yin Meng nodded.

"Ah ah ah!"

The noblewoman's ear-piercing screams echoed in the river valley.

Ever since she was forcibly dug out of the cave, until now, she had always been very suppressed.

There's no way around it; in history, there were Dragon Kings who liked to be loners, using one person and a pair of fists to subdue the entire river.

The path Qin Shu should have taken back then should have been this one.

But Li Zhuiyuan took the team route, focusing on team cooperation; if it were like this and still had to fight bloody battles, life-and-death crises, and be covered in wounds every time... then what kind of team route would that be.

In fact, the dead-walkers who died at the hands of the young man rarely died a quick death; basically, they all left very aggrieved.

However, fighting until now, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but sigh that this noblewoman was truly able to carry; she must have been a figure in her lifetime.

The young man was hesitating whether to make a further move to accelerate the process?

Hmm... it seems there's no need for this; dragging it out for a while and fighting for a while makes it look real, and Old Bian Po will also be more at ease.

"Cough!"

Li Zhuiyuan coughed.

Tan Wenbin immediately understood and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old Bian Po, hurry up and plead guilty and submit to the law; the Heavenly Dao is clear, there is no place for evil spirits like you!"

Once the shout at the bow of the boat was made, everyone understood what to do.

Yin Meng shouted: "Old Bian Po, don't struggle anymore, we represent the righteous path to execute you!"

Runsheng patted down with a shovel, and when changing force, shouted: "Old Bian Po, die!"

Bai He Master Master Tongzi: "Old Bian Po!"

On a mountain not too far from here.

The Miao village elder stood there holding a cane, and behind him were a group of strong Miao village youths.

When the stone coffin was dug out, he had a sense of it.

When that dark cloud appeared, it was almost a clear indication.

It seems that it should be that young man who made a move.

He had already said that he wouldn't participate in the action against Old Bian Po.

But when things really happened, he couldn't help but want to get closer to see.

Who would want to live in the shadow of Old Bian Po forever?

In fact, he was the one who most hoped that Old Bian Po would be eliminated.

It's just that, although he came, he hesitated about whether to go down to help.

Going down to take sides at this time, if there is any slip-up, and Old Bian Po isn't killed but escapes, then his own village will suffer in the future.

If he were a lone person, that would be fine, but he didn't dare to gamble with the survival of the entire village.

At this time, the granddaughter A Mei standing beside Wen Xiushan said: "Grandpa, we must go down to help, take revenge!"

"A Mei..."

"Grandpa, Old Bian Po didn't kill us back then, it definitely wasn't because of her kindness, maybe it was just because it wasn't convenient for her to do so yet. We have already offended her; how can the safety of our village be entrusted to the mercy of a demon?"

Wen Xiushan kept taking deep breaths, his heart making a final struggle.

But very quickly, Wen Xiushan's sense of struggle disappeared.

Because he saw that Old Bian Po suddenly rushed toward that young man.

A sword appeared in the young man's hand, and then the young man broke the sword into two halves and struck forward.

Old Bian Po let out a shrill scream; this sound even drifted to where he was standing, startling the birds around.

Afterward, Old Bian Po fell to the ground, and the other two young people who could fight Old Bian Po at close quarters without falling behind took the opportunity to step forward and suppress Old Bian Po firmly on the ground.

Old Bian Po was defeated, was caught!

Wen Xiushan waved his hand: "Go, children, follow me to kill Old Bian Po!"

For a time, a group of strong Miao village youths emitted whistles and ran down from the mountain.

Li Zhuiyuan heard the movement and turned his head to look over there.

He didn't think that the Miao village people coming down at this time was to pick peaches; normal people wouldn't want to touch such unlucky peaches.

He actually admired the courage of this group of Miao people; even if they didn't appear at the beginning, they appeared after all.

After all, except for Old Man Wen, the rest were ordinary people.

But the problem is, this is a lure; the noblewoman in front of him isn't the real Old Bian Po.

Coming down at this time is truly unwise.

Most people actually commit this mistake; in constant hesitation, they make the worst choice.

If he fails to suppress and kill Old Bian Po next, then the children in this Miao village will inevitably become the first target of Old Bian Po's blood sacrifice.

Li Zhuiyuan urged: "Solve it quickly."

Lin Shu You used the trident to pierce the back of the noblewoman's neck, forcibly making her head lift up.

Runsheng inserted the Yellow River shovel into the noblewoman's mouth, prying her mouth open.

Yin Meng held a poison sac and took the opportunity to stuff it into the noblewoman's mouth.

The poison sac went down her throat; very quickly, the noblewoman's body began to swell, and after it swelled to an exaggerated degree...

Li Zhuiyuan: "Back off!"

Runsheng and Lin Shu You immediately retreated, and the rest of them also went to find nearby cover.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't retreat, but changed the formation, reduced the scope of influence, and increased the suppression effect.

"Boom!"

With a bang, flesh and blood splashed, but these corrosive pieces of flesh and blood didn't spread too far, but were blocked by an invisible barrier.

Li Zhuiyuan had everyone retreat earlier, also for the sake of insurance; if any piece of broken meat accidentally broke through the formation's containment range and got on someone, causing poisoning, then even if Yin Meng handled it, it would be quite difficult.

On the ground, a puddle of black exploded, and the remaining pieces of meat also began to turn into pus.

Li Zhuiyuan held an evil-breaking talisman and tossed it inside, further stimulating the volatilization of its resentment and toxins, which was considered a cleanup.

After everything was handled, the Miao village people ran to the scene.

They really didn't slack off; after all, there was a mountain separating them, and after seeing Old Bian Po being subdued, they ran even more eagerly, fearing that they wouldn't catch up for the last strike.

But it's a pity, Li Zhuiyuan didn't give them this experience of participating in the heavy strike.

Wen Xiushan was old; when he ran here, he was already panting, but he still took the initiative to step forward and hold Li Zhuiyuan's hand: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

"No need to thank me, this is what I should do."

Wen Xiushan said somewhat apologetically: "I came late."

"It's very good that you could come."

"It's a pity, I couldn't be of any help."

"Then help clean up the construction site here?"

"Okay, no problem, I'll order them to do it immediately." Wen Xiushan pointed to the surroundings, spoke to them in Miao language, and then pointed to the ground, saying something sternly.

Beside him, A Mei explained: "Grandpa told everyone not to privately swallow the gold and silver on the ground; these must be cleaned and packed up, and all given to the benefactors who saved the village."

Li Zhuiyuan said to Wen Xiushan: "Let the pension for those three come from this; I think this is faster. If you want to go through the official certification process, it will be relatively slow and troublesome."

Wen Xiushan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said: "This is yours, sir; our village still needs to prepare a thank-you gift for you."

"Then listen to me; I don't like arguing about this."

"Yes, sir. But this is too much."

"You keep enough, and hand the rest to him." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin stepped forward and said: "The rest, donate it to the county to repair roads? Repair as much as you can, even if it's just filling road potholes."

Wen Xiushan sighed: "Sir's righteousness, this old man admires!"

Immediately afterward, Wen Xiushan said again: "Please, sir, go to my village for a banquet; my village is celebrating tonight, please don't decline, sir."

"Okay, I'll go." Li Zhuiyuan looked at the black puddle remaining on the ground, "Old Bian Po is dead, it is indeed worth celebrating."

Yin Meng puffed out her cheeks, blew several breaths continuously, and then gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes several times.

She wasn't expressing dissatisfaction with anyone; even if she couldn't get the gold, it wouldn't count for much to her, but this was like getting a red envelope during the New Year; it was about to be put in her pocket, who knew it would be gone all of a sudden.

After Tan Wenbin finished negotiating with Wen Xiushan, he walked back and shrugged at Yin Meng.

It wasn't that he wasn't loyal enough and didn't keep his word, but since people had come, you had to say some nice words, at least to maintain Brother Yuan's face.

Yin Meng smiled, signaling that she didn't take it to heart.

At this time, Runsheng walked past Yin Meng and placed a heavy object into her hand.

Yin Meng squeezed it, then subconsciously pinched it with her fingernails; hey, it's a bit soft.

"Buy clothes."

After Runsheng left this sentence, he went to help clean up the construction site.

When fighting the noblewoman at close quarters earlier, a lot of gold on her body had bounced onto him; it was normal to pick up a piece and put it in his pocket.

"Yo, happy now?" Tan Wenbin leaned his head over again.

"Not at all." Yin Meng carefully put that lump into her bag.

"Spend it without worry, Xiao Yuan Ge has good hearing; do you think he didn't hear it?"

"Whoo..." Yin Meng let out a sigh of relief, "I'll go help clean up."

Tan Wenbin was lazy, found a cement block to sit on, and lit a cigarette.

At this time, Lin Shu You walked over and handed over a piece of gold.

"Brother Bin, here."

"Heh." Tan Wenbin laughed so hard he almost choked on his cigarette, "Why are you giving it to me? Hide it yourself."

"Buy clothes."

"I'm a man, I don't buy clothes."

"You take it to buy clothes for your sister-in-law."

The evening banquet in the Miao village was very lively.

After everyone ate and drank to their heart's content, they danced around the bonfire.

Everyone was warmly entertained, and no one was left out.

After all, in the monster stories of ancient times, this group of people belonged to the warriors who defeated the devil and returned in triumph.

The end of the story must have this description of celebrating victory.

Under Li Zhuiyuan's instruction, Runsheng, Yin Meng, Tan Wenbin, and Lin Shu You all went to dance together.

However, eating is eating, playing is playing, but don't drink too much alcohol; after all, there were real activities in the second half of the night.

Ran Dacheng was also called to join this celebration; he was far away when the incident happened and didn't know what exactly happened, only remembering hearing bursts of ghost wailing and wolf howling.

Now he was drunk, his brain wasn't very clear, and he only knew how to join in the fun.

However, his tractor crank had already been taken by Tan Wenbin and tucked away for him inadvertently.

"Not going to dance and play?" Xue Liangliang asked Li Zhuiyuan.

"Brother Liangliang, you go play."

"It's a pity not to go; this is the real original ethnic style; after life gets better in the future, it will be hard to experience it if you want to."

"Why?"

"Sincere celebration is joy; pure performance celebration isn't very interesting."

"Oh."

"Then I'm going." Xue Liangliang got up and left his seat, also joining the ocean of joy.

Li Zhuiyuan still sat in his original place.

A Mei brought food, placed it in front of Li Zhuiyuan, and asked curiously: "Sir, aren't you going to play?"

"I don't like liveliness."

A Mei: "Sorry, it's our lack of consideration."

"It's okay, as long as they like it; you don't need to accompany me here, go play."

Ever since entering the Miao village, A Mei had basically been sitting beside him, serving tea and water, and her gaze hadn't really left him.

"It's okay, dancing and singing can be done anytime; right now, I just like watching you, sir."

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, you are really good-looking, sir; it's a pity, you are a bit young, sir; if you were a few years older..."

A Mei had been drinking alcohol; at this moment, she actually took the initiative to stick out her tongue and lick her lips.

It didn't feel dissolute, but rather a kind of just-right cheerfulness and sweetness.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Do you have someone you like, sir?"

"You said it yourself, I'm still young."

A Mei rested her chin on her hand and looked straight at Li Zhuiyuan: "Then I can wait for you to grow up, sir; all in all, I'm the one who took advantage."

"What about your grandpa?"

"Old Bian Po is dead, A Cai Ge is better, Grandpa went to see him."

"Oh, congratulations."

"This is all thanks to you, sir."

A Mei raised her wine glass, took the initiative to lean over, and her soft body pressed against Li Zhuiyuan.

"Sir, have a drink."

"I'm still young, I can't drink alcohol."

Diagonally in front, Tan Wenbin, who was originally dancing in a circle, had actually been paying attention to Xiao Yuan Ge's side.

At this moment, seeing Xiao Yuan Ge sitting so close to that A Mei, there wasn't the slightest look of watching the fun or watching a show on Tan Wenbin's face, but rather a look of solemnity.

He would rather believe that the sun would rise from the west tomorrow than believe that Xiao Yuan Ge would suddenly be so close to a stranger one day.

There must be a problem here!

Runsheng and Yin Meng also noticed the situation here, and the two seemed to intend to leave the celebration team and walk over.

Except for Lin Shu You, everyone else discovered that something was wrong.

It was mainly because Lin Shu You was being pulled by two enthusiastic Miao sisters to dance together, lowering his head with a blushing face, and didn't have time to observe this side.

Tan Wenbin immediately raised his hand, shouting for Runsheng and Yin Meng to continue dancing.

The meaning was very clear: don't go over to add to the chaos; Xiao Yuan Ge must have his own reasons.

"How long does sir intend to stay here?"

"Since the matter at the construction site is solved, then I should be leaving immediately."

"Life in our mountains is still inconvenient."

"Hmm, I like life in the city."

"I also want to go to the city." A Mei said with a chuckle, then reached out to hug the young man and drank alcohol on her own.

After drinking the alcohol, she even leaned her lips over, wanting to kiss Li Zhuiyuan on the face.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and stopped her action.

"You are drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

"I'd better go dance with them."

Li Zhuiyuan left his seat and walked into the crowd.

"Hehehe..."

A Mei remained in her original place, laughing even louder.

At this time, Wen Xiushan returned, and he said happily: "A Cai has already regained consciousness; once Old Bian Po is dead, he will be fine."

"That's really good, Grandpa."

"Yes, it's really good. Where is sir? Didn't I tell you to entertain sir well when I wasn't here."

"Sir went to dance."

"Oh, you go get me some more wine, get the jar I brewed and stored at home."

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll go get it for you right away."

A Mei got up, left the noisy crowd, and came home.

After entering the house, she walked up the bamboo ladder and came to her room on the second floor.

She pushed the door open and entered, walked to the bedside, and sat down.

Her legs were gently swinging under the bed, a lively girl through and through.

Accompanied by the pulling of her feet, the bed sheet below was kicked open time and time again; vaguely, one could see an identical A Mei lying under the bed, her eyes wide open, revealing terror, not moving at all.

Gradually, the A Mei on the bed also stopped moving; she froze there, gradually becoming flat and transparent.

At the same time, in the main temple of the Zhao Jun Temple under the distant lake, on the altar, the disheveled woman sat on the steps, in the same posture as the A Mei of the Miao village; she began to pat her abdomen.

Her belly began to get bigger and bigger, and also became more and more transparent.

Through the medium as transparent as glass, the woman looked at the child in her belly.

At this time, the boy was already nine-tenths similar to Li Zhuiyuan.

"It's really good, I really like him, so handsome, so smart, I really want to eat him into my belly in one bite.

Do you know? Mother watched him up close for a long time today; Mother really wants to have a child like him.

However, it's fast, it's already very fast, my child, you are about to be born, hehe."

The ferocity in the woman's left eye was so rich that it was almost about to turn into water droplets, while the kindness in her right eye was so deep that it was hard for people to extricate themselves after seeing it.

She stroked her belly over and over again; her face was full of expectations.

Suddenly, the woman was stunned, but very quickly, she showed wild joy again:

"Master Tongzi, you can already talk to Mother now?"

"Hehe, I just said, that young man is very smart; you were conceived by Mother according to his mold, you must also be very smart."

"What, what did you say?"

The woman lowered her head, pressed her ear against her bulging belly, and listened attentively.

"What did you say, say it again?"

"You said he actually discovered long ago that I was fake?"

The woman continued to listen, and then, she raised her head in astonishment, her gaze fixed on her belly, unable to believe:

"You also said Mother I... am so stupid?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 177 =====