Chapter 217

At night, Lin Fu'an carried a candlestick and walked in the main hall of the temple, where statues of the Guan Jiang Shou were displayed.

Every night before going to bed, the old man would check here once to see if the altar was cleaned and if the incense and candles in front of the statues were sufficient.

When walking to the back door, Lin Fu'an stopped.

The statue at the very end of this row was the Bai He Tongzi.

Seven days ago, the Tongzi's statue developed cracks.

At first, people in the temple thought that the Tongzi's statue was at the end by the back door, suffering the most from wind and sun.

But gradually, there were more and more cracks. The statue's head, chest, and even its feet were covered in dense cracks, and the outer paint began to peel off in large areas. Just after cleaning, a pile would accumulate under the statue again after a while.

This degree of damage could no longer be explained by location reasons. All the statues in the temple were customized, set up, and consecrated in the same batch. It was unlikely that this one alone would have such a serious quality problem.

The temple had invited a statue master to repair it. Before starting the repair, the master followed the process of holding a bowl with water, then tapped a copper coin along the edge of the bowl, and finally threw it into the water, commonly known as "opening the sound to distinguish the color."

In their line of work, there are three things they don't repair.

First, don't repair shrines without owners, for fear of attracting evil spirits; second, don't repair temples with improper styles, for fear of helping the evildoer; third, don't repair those with damaged merit, for fear of having to fill it in themselves.

If a local virtuous elder leads villagers to invite you, the first one can be repaired. As for the second one, as long as the money is enough, you can also turn a blind eye.

After all, if you don't repair this or that, what do you rely on to eat? Furthermore, there are so many temples in the world, and those that are truly efficacious are only a few among the few.

Therefore, this "opening the sound to distinguish the color" is usually just a formality, but this time, as soon as the copper coin touched the bottom of the bowl, it actually cracked.

The statue master was so scared that he ran away with his two apprentices without a word.

As a local, he knew that this Guan Jiang Shou temple was efficacious, and the cracking of the copper coin meant that this Bai He Tongzi's merit was damaged. If he took his apprentices to repair it without authorization, it would be taking their lives to sacrifice to the Tongzi.

Were they, with only a few taels of meat, enough to fill the gaps in Lord Tongzi's teeth?

There was no other way, so Lord Tongzi's statue had to be placed like this for now.

Lin Fu'an looked at it, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart. Although the Tongzi's rank in the Guan Jiang Shou sequence was not high, compared to other Lord Yin Shen, the Tongzi could be considered hardworking and had made great contributions.

At this time, Lin Fu'an's eldest apprentice, Chen Shoumen, came over. He was Lin Shu You's master and also the current temple master.

Chen Shoumen said to Lin Fu'an: "Master, I have also inquired about other Guan Jiang Shou temples. The Tongzi statues they worship are about the same as ours, all showing obvious damage. One family invited a master to repair it, and just as he started, the master had a sudden heart attack. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time to save his life."

Hearing this, Lin Fu'an nodded.

The temples Chen Shoumen could inquire about were all those with spirit-mediums who could perform the spirit-descending ritual, not the kind of pure performance-oriented ones. In those temples, the Tongzi statues were naturally as good as new, after all, they couldn't invite the Tongzi down either.

Lin Fu'an: "Children, still can't invite the Tongzi down?"

Chen Shoumen: "I took them to try today, and they all failed. Even I tried to invite him, but it didn't work either."

Because the Bai He Tongzi is the easiest to invite down, he is also the Yin Shen that many young spirit-mediums first contact and try to invite. He is usually the busiest.

When the Tongzi no longer responded to the spirit-descending ritual, it caused a great impact on the daily work of the entire Guan Jiang Shou.

Other Yin Shen are difficult to invite, young spirit-mediums can't invite them, and simple things that could be solved before now all have to be handled by the older generation in the temple inviting other lords.

Chen Shoumen opened his mouth again: "Master, could it be that A-You there..."

Lin Fu'an glared, and Chen Shoumen's words stopped there.

"Confused, daring to say anything!"

"Yes, yes, I was negligent."

Lin Shu You's walking the river with the Long Wang family was a secret known only to the two of them in the entire temple who had been to Jin Ling, and even Lin Shu You's parents didn't know about it.

It can be said that this is the biggest secret in the temple.

Moreover, with the passage of time, this secret has become heavier and even more terrifying.

Because the two of them had tried hard to inquire and absorb news from the Jianghu, but they had never heard of the Qin and Liu family descendants walking the river.

Logically speaking, with that youth's identity, walking the river and becoming famous would inevitably attract great attention and sensation. How could it be so silent?

This quiet atmosphere made the master and apprentice feel a chill down their backs, and they guarded this secret even more tightly.

However, last time when Lin Shu You went home to perform the spirit-descending ritual and participate in the parade, he showed an extraordinary intimacy and interaction with the Tongzi, a friendship that even the most respected old spirit-mediums couldn't achieve with Lord Yin Shen.

In fact, Lin Fu'an was also guessing in his heart whether it was because of his grandson that the Tongzi had a problem.

"Forget it, go rest. Tomorrow you try to contact A-You. Don't mention the temple, just ask how he has been recently."

"Hmm, Master, you should rest early too."

The master and apprentice walked out of the main hall, closed the door, and returned to their rooms to sleep.

Who would have thought, as soon as they lay down, firelight came out of the main hall.

Some people in the temple thought it was on fire and began to shout.

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen immediately got up and ran over. Through the door, they saw light and shadow flickering in the main hall, but they didn't smell any smoke or fire.

Pushing the door and entering, they found that the light and fire were only at the very end of the statue group.

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen looked at each other, and the latter immediately signaled the core disciples in the temple to maintain order and not let others in, then personally closed the door and walked toward the end with his master.

At this time, the damaged statue of the Bai He Tongzi was emitting white smoke, and wisps of orange-red color were overflowing from the cracks, creating a visual effect of being on fire.

Chen Shoumen sniffed. He smelled a pleasant scent and couldn't help but wonder:

"Master, this is..."

Lin Fu'an stammered his lips, unable to believe it: "I heard the older generation mention it before, this is the manifestation of an Yin Shen."

Besides light and mist, the two also found that the Bai He Tongzi's statue had been moved.

He was no longer arranged at the end following other Guan Jiang Shou statues, but turned around, facing the back door alone.

In this way, he was not arranged at the end, but stood in the first row, vaguely having a feeling of disdain to be with other statues in the temple.

Chen Shoumen: "Master, I will arrange for someone to contact other temples tomorrow morning to see if the Tongzi lords in their temples also showed abnormalities tonight."

Lin Fu'an raised his hand: "No, the first thing you need to do tomorrow morning is not this..."

Chen Shoumen: "Master?"

Lin Fu'an bowed solemnly to the Bai He Tongzi statue and said seriously:

"You arrange for someone to add a separate altar here tomorrow morning and move Lord Tongzi into a separate row."

As soon as the words fell, a piece of paint peeled off from the Tongzi statue's palm and drifted down, just landing on Lin Fu'an's head.

The Tongzi was satisfied, the Yin Shen stroked his head.

……

On the rooftop of Brother Pangjin's homestay in Lijiang, Lin Shu You, who had just been able to get out of bed, was practicing the "Zhuiyuan Health Fist."

He already had a solid foundation in martial arts. This set of fists was originally stolen by him, but after being improved by Brother Xiaoyuan according to his own situation, when he hit it, there was a kind of integrated artistic conception.

Lin Shu You recited the mantra while practicing:

"Practicing the body shape like a crane, under a thousand pines, two volumes of scriptures."

Zhao Yi and Lin Shu You had the "best" relationship.

When free, Young Master Zhao was willing to find A-You to chat.

Therefore, when Lin Shu You was practicing, Zhao Yi was watching from the side.

With his fingertips lightly pressing against the Life and Death Gate seam wrapped in gauze, Zhao Yi saw some kind of light and shadow flowing in Lin Shu You's body.

This was not the power belonging to Lin Shu You himself, but the divine power of the Yin Shen.

In the secret realm, Lin Shu You had repeatedly and forcibly invited the Tongzi to descend with his already weak body. Every time the Tongzi came down, he was afraid that this spirit-medium would die, so he first infused his divine power to maintain his body.

With more infusion, more remained. It wasn't obvious when he was unconscious before, but now that he was awake, he just happened to use this set of health fists to activate the remaining divine power while activating the blood qi in his body.

Zhao Yi licked his lips, inwardly: Damn it, what has this world come to? There actually appeared a spirit-medium who can absorb the divine power of an Yin Shen.

His fingertips touched repeatedly, and he began to calculate how much merit that surnamed Li had distributed to his subordinates, actually being able to make that Yin Shen willingly do this kind of thing.

The predecessors of the Northeast immortals were monsters, the predecessors of the Yin Shen were ghost kings... Furthermore, the more so-called "divine" ones, the more they are often devoid of emotion and desire, and the more selfish they are.

Only if that Tongzi believes there is absolute profit to be made can he be so sparing of his original divine power.

Nothing else, it must be that the one surnamed Li gave too much!

However, to obtain the opportunity for this divine power to enter the body, one must also have a corresponding and tailor-made method. Isn't the set of boxing this kid is practicing the very one created by that Li fellow himself?

After finishing the set, Lin Shu You only felt refreshed. He put his hands on his hips and began to practice Qi facing the vast and beautiful scenery before him:

"Hoo... hoo hoo hoo... ha ha ha ha."

This commotion disturbed Tan Wenbin, who was taking a walk on the ridge of the field ahead.

To be precise, it disturbed those two children.

After Tan Wenbin woke up, the two children had grown significantly sturdier. They sat on his shoulders, twisting their bottoms non-stop, their energy so abundant it couldn't be vented.

With no other choice, Tan Wenbin had to borrow an exorcism whip from Yin Meng, tie it to his two god-sons, and bring them out for a walk to burn off some energy, purely as if walking children.

Yin Meng had several spare exorcism whips in her bag; this one hadn't been quenched in poison. Furthermore, the exorcism whip itself had a suppressive effect on evil objects, and using it as a leash was also out of fear that the two little ones would be too playful and run too far, disturbing others.

After all, if you walk a dog without a leash, you only risk scaring people who are afraid of animals, but if you walk a ghost without a leash, who knows who might be having a streak of bad luck—if they get bumped by these two little chubby ones, they might just roll their eyes back and drop dead on the spot.

The two children were originally having a great time, peeking here and sniffing there, discussing where abandoned white bones were buried underneath and where the landlord's small grave was located.

In the time it took Tan Wenbin to smoke a cigarette, the two children had actually summoned a child's resentful spirit buried as a funerary object for the landlord to come up and play with them.

Further away, there was another household; there must have been someone in the family who had a miscarriage or an abortion, and there was also a faint, resentful infant figure with its hand in its mouth, looking like it wanted to play along but didn't dare to come closer.

By the time Tan Wenbin reacted, he was completely numb.

If he had stayed dazed for a moment longer, his two sons might have been able to summon all the resentment in the village to hold a class meeting.

There was no helping it; he also understood that it was because his two sons' soul thoughts were becoming increasingly solid. They were born from curses and resentment, so their grade was higher than ordinary ghosts. After following him, they ate their fill at every meal, so their grade naturally rose with the tide.

It was only because he was watching them now; if he really let them out to become "wild children," one careless mistake would cause chaos in an area. Ordinary monks or Daoist priests with a bit of cultivation, let alone subduing them, would likely be subdued by them instead.

"Come back, come back, stop messing around!"

Tan Wenbin put on the posture of a strict father and carried his two god-sons back.

Ordinary resentment easily changes after too much contact with the two of them. Don't let them turn into ghosts and harm people because of this when they should have dissipated with time. Isn't this just inviting karma upon himself for no reason? As a ghost controller, he was already prone to problems in this regard, so he naturally had to be extra careful.

Tan Wenbin observed for a moment; the resentment on that one in the distance was very faint and lacked a strong desire for revenge. It should be that its fate was poor, and it was miscarried before it was even born.

The one in the landlord's temple had already been worn down by the passage of time and wouldn't harm people, but its physical body was imprisoned by funerary objects; it would be difficult for it to escape and dissipate without destroying the layout below.

"Ha ha ha!"

The sound of Lin Shu You practicing Qi drifted over.

The two god-sons immediately turned their heads and glared; there was a distinct aura of a Yin God in this sound.

Like those Guan Jiang Shou who defected to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and turned to slaying demons and eliminating evil, in the eyes of ghosts, they were about the same as ghost traitors.

Although it wasn't the Tongzi himself who had arrived, the fact that the two god-sons dared to show aversion and rejection toward a sound with the aura of a Yin God was enough to show that these two fellows had grown up and become bold.

Tan Wenbin patted their heads to soothe them: "A-You is one of our own. If you have issues, go find that Zhao fellow."

The two god-sons clenched their fists and nodded vigorously: That's right, the worst one is that three-eyed guy!

Looking at these two children, Tan Wenbin's face revealed gratification; it looked like the time to send them to be reincarnated was very close.

His "prenatal education" also had to speed up; he couldn't just teach nursery rhymes, he should bring along primary school textbooks and enlighten them in advance.

This way, after they were reincarnated, the two children should be able to learn better from a young age.

Tan Wenbin had detested the academic pressure Tan Yunlong and Zheng Fang had exerted on him since he was small, but that didn't stop him from pushing his own children now.

Returning to the guesthouse, he brought out an incense table and set out simple offerings. Tan Wenbin held a ritual for that child who hadn't been born. The child nodded at Tan Wenbin, then beckoned to the two little chubby ones on his shoulders, its figure becoming increasingly faint until it was liberated and vanished.

As for that poor child buried as a funerary object, Tan Wenbin was too lazy to fumble in the dark with a Yellow River shovel to dig up the grave himself. Instead, he went to the village grocery store, used the public phone to call the town, reported his identity first, and then notified the relevant units to come and carry out cultural relic protection.

He had quite a few various documents and work certificates in his bag, all of which Xue Liangliang had helped him obtain. He just said he discovered it while doing geological exploration; the reason was very sufficient.

After all, not every place could be like Luoyang or Xi'an, where they didn't treat steamed buns as dry rations, especially in the stage where the tourism industry was just rising; every place was eager to excavate its own cultural value... many times, it just had to rely on digging.

After finishing this phone call, Tan Wenbin remembered that his mother's birthday was almost here.

He called his father's office. The reason he called his father was because his father always forgot these important dates due to being busy with work.

No one answered the office phone, so Tan Wenbin paged his father.

"Give me a pack of cigarettes, that pack."

"Here you go."

The person running the shop was an old woman. After she gave the cigarettes to Tan Wenbin, someone happened to come in to deliver goods. The old woman said to that person: "That soda bottle wasn't returned; I'll make up for it."

The delivery person: "Have you heard? There was a big avalanche on Mount Yulongxue a few days ago."

The old woman: "What, did anyone get hurt?"

"No, it wasn't on the tourist route; it was very deep. No one should have been hurt."

The old woman touched her chest: "That's good, that's good."

"Quite a few tourists heard about this and still wanted to go up to take pictures and see the scenery, heh."

The old woman shook her head: "Maybe it's Lord Wood getting angry."

Tan Wenbin interjected at this moment: "Lord Wood has a very good temper."

Before long, the phone rang. Tan Wenbin answered the phone, and Tan Yunlong's voice came from the other end:

"Are you still in Yunnan?"

"Yeah, the mountains are good, the water is good, the people are good; I can't bear to leave anymore."

"Take care of your health, and also pay attention to safety."

"Yeah, I know. Dad, Mom's birthday is coming up soon."

"Yeah, I remember."

"As if."

Tan Wenbin said, picking up the candy on the grocery store counter, peeling two pieces, and handing them to the two god-sons on his shoulders respectively.

"Dad, remember to prepare a gift."

"What gift would be appropriate?"

"Go to a gold shop and buy a lighter necklace or bracelet."

"I... I only have cigarette money here."

"It's fine, I'll transfer some money to you."

"Alright..."

"Clack!"

The phone on the other end was hung up forcefully.

Tan Wenbin looked at the receiver in his hand: Who exactly is the son and who is the father?

A series of burglaries had occurred in the jurisdiction, and the thief had even burglarized the district head's home. The matter and its impact were quite serious, and the higher-ups demanded the case be solved within a strict period. Tan Yunlong was leading a team today to conduct investigations near the crime scene.

He happened to receive his son's page, so he casually found a grocery store to return the call.

Dressed in his police uniform, he noticed the shop owner's son, who was sitting inside eating, had a somewhat strange expression when he walked over.

Ordinary people would feel pressure when seeing the police; at first, Tan Yunlong didn't take it to heart, but as the phone call went on, the shop owner's son began to sit on pins and needles.

The intuition of an old criminal investigator played a role at this moment. Upon seeing the shop owner's son put down his bowl and chopsticks and prepare to leave, he immediately hung up the phone, intercepted him, and prepared to question him.

Who would have thought that the kid would start running directly upon seeing this? This was almost clearly a sign of a guilty conscience. Before he had run a few steps, he was pressed to the ground by Tan Yunlong.

Before other police officers arrived, Tan Yunlong just bluffed a little, and the kid spat out his burglary behavior and the location where he hid the stolen goods.

Colleagues came over and arrested the criminal suspect; everyone was already used to this, and they had already started discussing which restaurant to go to for this celebration party.

Tan Yunlong silently lit a cigarette; he was somewhat used to it himself, but when exhaling the smoke ring, he glanced at the telephone on the counter again.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

Pang Fat Jin Ge helped bring over a small grill, and Zhao Yi grilled the beef himself. The grease overflowed and sizzled, and the fragrance drifted away.

"Come, eat, this is tender."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

The two, to be precise, the two-person team, had been together day and night these past few days. The medical team Zhao Yi brought was indeed very useful, greatly accelerating the recovery speed of their own team.

But all good things must come to an end, and it was time to part ways.

"I have a new idea now." Zhao Yi put down the tongs and turned to reach out to uncover the gauze on his chest. "Give me some advice."

These days, Zhao Yi would tear open the gauze every morning and let his heart bask in the sunlight.

After basking for a while, he came up with an idea; this idea was quite radical.

"I plan to move the Life-Death Gate seam on my forehead to my heart. This way, I can continuously use the Life-Death Gate seam effect, and secondly, I can avoid being weak and powerless."

Li Zhuiyuan waved his chopsticks and said: "We're eating."

While eating, if the person sitting opposite suddenly reveals their heart for you to see, it would be off-putting to anyone.

Zhao Yi covered the gauze back up and asked: "What do you think?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Theoretically feasible. The Life-Death Gate seam on your forehead only has death Qi, which is why every time you open it, side effects appear. The heart is the beginning of the human body's life Qi; if you move the Life-Death Gate seam here, you might have hope of achieving a balance between life and death. The disadvantage is that you only have one chance to try and fail."

Zhao Yi: "Didn't we just finish a wave? At this time, with merit added to the body, it's just right to risk death once."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded; taking this action while his fortune was at its best was indeed the wisest choice amidst foolishness.

Zhao Yi: "As long as it succeeds, I won't be the me I am now."

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan finished the beef on his plate and pointed his chopsticks at the meat waiting to be grilled. "Time to add more meat."

Actually, Zhao Yi had many methods, but many of his methods could only be understood and applied when the Life-Death Gate seam was opened, and at the same time the gate seam was opened, his extremely weak body couldn't provide the supply for these methods to be displayed.

Therefore, Zhao Yi had always been walking the river while ill; but if this problem could be solved, his personal comprehensive strength would get a huge leap, no longer limping, able to be both scholarly and martial.

Zhao Yi: "I was also inspired by the destruction of the Guan Gao Ta. Becoming an immortal and destruction, a momentary subversion and change, is truly the ultimate of life and death."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You had this idea long ago, it's just that your heart couldn't bear it before. Now that you have the stone filled in by that Lord Wood, you feel you have a chance to try."

Zhao Yi: "Uh..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "How guilty and uneasy are you, that you have to drag in a big scene just to treat an illness."

Zhao Yi curled his lips: "After I go back, I also have to start cultivating Xu Ming and Sun Yan."

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan continued to eat beef.

Zhao Yi smiled and added: "By the way, the location you asked me to help you find, my family members found it and notified me."

Li Zhuiyuan put down his chopsticks and picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Zhao Yi: "Hey, at least pretend to care. I said earlier that I have a chance to go up a level, and you didn't even show that you valued it."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It doesn't matter how many levels you go up; the one above is always me."

Zhao Yi: "In the 12th year of Yongyuan of the Eastern Han Dynasty, a landslide occurred on the bank of the Qingtan River, forming a dangerous shoal that blocked the shipping lane. This place is located downstream of the old city of Zigui County.

There is a saying: 'Qingtan and Xietan don't count as shoals; Kongling is the true Ghost Gate Pass.' However, although this Qingtan can't compare to Kongling, it is also an extremely dangerous place.

March Forest doesn't refer to a forest, but a canyon adjacent to Qingtan. It is withered all year round, only during the Qingming Festival is it lush and full of vitality.

This is the specific location, keep it."

Zhao Yi handed over a piece of paper.

"Thank you." Li Zhuiyuan took the paper.

Zhao Yi: "Are you going back to Nantong next, or going here?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go here to take a look first, and then go back to Nantong."

Zhao Yi: "Let me advise you: since this wave has already been walked, there's no need to create extra complications."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I am different from you."

Without thoroughly exploring this matter, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't be at ease. Some things, even if he wanted to avoid them, the river water wouldn't go according to his wishes, so it was better to be proactive.

"If you go there and find that the remains are gone... that would be truly scary." Zhao Yi stood up, continued to clip beef into the grill, and hummed at the same time,

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; if there are no children and grandchildren, I enjoy the blessings~"

Li Zhuiyuan: "There's nothing scary about it. The longer a person's lifespan, the lower the value of their descendants."

Zhao Yi: "Just like that Mengmeng under your command?"

The Fengdu Emperor is in Fengdu, yet he can sit and watch the Yin family's descendants wither away. Yin Meng's grandfather and father didn't have a good end.

Zhao Yi took a sip of soda and continued:

"Seriously, I feel that in the eyes of the Fengdu Emperor, you are valued more than his bloodline descendants.

Listen to me, in the face of orthodoxy inheritance, there is no misunderstanding that cannot be resolved. If you go to Fengdu one day to apologize and admit your mistake, the small grievances will dissipate."

Li Zhuiyuan: "This requires a middleman responsible for passing the message."

Zhao Yi: "Pang Fat Jin Ge, is there any beef left? Help me cut some more, it's not enough to eat!"

The next morning, Tan Wenbin went to settle the room fees and other expenses for these days with Pang Fat Jin Ge.

Xu Ming came over wanting to settle his own, but was actively covered by Tan Wenbin.

"How can I be so embarrassed."

Tan Wenbin: "It's fine, reimbursement for the extra-budgetary team is also in line with the process."

After settling, Pang Fat Jin Ge smiled and said: "I'll send a car to take you to the station."

Tan Wenbin said in surprise: "Didn't you say last night that you wanted to drive Zhao Yi and the others to Lugu Lake yourself?"

Zhao Yi was worried after all that he would fail, and the consequence of this failure was death, so he chose a place with beautiful scenery nearby; if he failed, it would be convenient to be buried on the spot.

Pang Fat Jin Ge: "I just hired a new employee recently. I'll let him go borrow a car and come over; he'll be here in a while, and he'll send you off."

Tan Wenbin: "That's fine then."

Because the rain had increased recently, Pang Fat Jin Ge was worried about the mountain road conditions, so he drove Zhao Yi and the others to Lugu Lake early.

Watching the departing car shadow, Lin Shu You finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night he saw Brother Bin's two god-sons sneak into Zhao Yi's room to cause trouble, but A-You didn't stop them.

It was a pity that the two god-sons were trapped by Zhao Yi's formation; if Brother Bin hadn't arrived in time, Zhao Yi would have used a peach tree branch to spank their bottoms.

After all, this Young Master Zhao only looked somewhat substandard in front of his own Brother Xiaoyuan; put him outside, and he was also an extraordinary figure.

It was just this figure, who had no magnanimity at all. How could he have the posture of wanting to eat for a lifetime just by mastering a secret? Even kindergarten children weren't this childish.

Sitting in the car, looking at the scenery passing by on both sides, Zhao Yi said to Xu Ming and Sun Yan sitting in front:

"If I have an accident, you bury me. Remember to bury me deeper, don't let them dig me out again when they develop tourism and build hotels later."

Hearing this, Xu Ming and Sun Yan didn't know whether to respond or not.

Zhao Yi said again:

"If I succeed, I will treat you better in the future. No matter if I can become a Long Wang in the end, I can't let you follow me for nothing."

While waiting for Pang Fat Jin Ge's new employee to drive over to pick them up, Tan Wenbin led everyone to check the guesthouse from top to bottom, making sure not to leave anything that shouldn't be left behind, especially Yin Meng's poison jars.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the counter, where a small God of Wealth was enshrined.

The youth originally intended to press the seal, but after hesitating for a moment, he changed to condensing blood mist in his right palm, finally turning it into a blood bead at his fingertip, and performed spell-painting on the God of Wealth statue.

As the last stroke fell, he pressed his fingertip on the God of Wealth's face, and the color of the God of Wealth statue suddenly became much brighter.

Having lived in someone's home for so long and received such care, it wasn't something that could be repaid just by giving money, not to mention Pang Fat Jin Ge also took them in and out of the snow mountain.

Consecrating the God of Wealth statue was purely to establish protection for his home.

As for the matter of "wealth," Li Zhuiyuan felt that Pang Fat Jin Ge didn't need external force; relying on his current mindset and courage to run a business, he would definitely be able to make money in the future.

"Beep beep!"

The car arrived.

Li Zhuiyuan walked toward the door, and the others also packed their hiking bags and came out.

The driver got out of the car; it was a young man with a fair complexion.

Seeing him, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that there was no one around, the young man leaned against the car body and intended to kneel down to pay respects.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Since you want to be a human, don't kneel down at every turn."

The young man was surprised; isn't it only humans who kneel?

Everyone got into the car. When passing through the ancient city, Tan Wenbin pointed to the direction of the Wood Wang Fu and teased: "Look, Wood Wang Fu, sigh."

A smile appeared on the young man's face. He was called Lord Wood, but he wasn't the same thing as the Lord Wood in history.

After arriving at the destination, everyone got out of the car.

The young man also turned off the engine and got out, bowing and standing beside the car door, respectfully sending everyone off.

Li Zhuiyuan stood in front of him and said:

"Since you have decided to enter the world to cultivate as a human, I will give you a piece of advice: humans don't only have a beautiful side, and life is the same. When you encounter the opposite side, remember to restrain yourself and deal with it in a human way of thinking. Avoid acting impulsively and causing your efforts to be wasted."

Hearing this, the young man bowed deeply.

Lin Shu You gently poked Tan Wenbin's arm and whispered: "I didn't expect Brother Xiaoyuan to be so professional when saying these things."

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan reads many scriptures. If you go back and copy all those scriptures, you can also be professional."

"Really?"

"No, you really intend to copy them."

"I can let the Tongzi come down to accompany me to copy them."

"Heh, by the way, how is that Tongzi of yours?"

Lin Shu You's eyes condensed, and his vertical pupils opened. This time, the vertical pupils were not only deeper, but there was also a faint blood light in the middle, which was very spirited.

Because of this action, Lord Wood was so scared that his body trembled, and he almost collapsed to his knees.

Tan Wenbin immediately covered Lin Shu You's eyes: "There is a tourist shop ahead; I'll go buy you a pair of sunglasses."

After several days of non-stop travel, they finally arrived at that Qingtan and also found the canyon called March Forest.

At present, it wasn't far from Qingming, and the valley was a scene of vitality, but because the transportation here was inconvenient, no tourists would come over.

Time is the sand most suitable for burying things, not to mention that the black-robed man killed his whole family back then and moved their remains to the bottom of the tower, which was equivalent to actively destroying his own family's traces.

Li Zhuiyuan held a compass and walked among them, quickly capturing the orientation.

When approaching that position, Li Zhuiyuan could detect the forbidden formation that should have existed nearby, but now it had all dissipated.

There was a concave cave on one side of the canyon, and the entrance was covered by an old locust tree.

The old locust tree seemed to have been struck by lightning not long ago and was mostly scorched.

Runsheng and Lin Shu You cleaned it up for a long time before they finally dug out the cave entrance.

Dug out together were quite a few animal and human skeletons; obviously, they were all food for this old locust tree, which had been detained to serve as its nutrients.

If it hadn't been struck by lightning, they would have had to deal with this trouble first when finding this place.

The passage inside the cave didn't go downward but was level. The ancestral grave of the black-robed man's family should have been built inside the mountain of this canyon.

The scale wasn't large, looking about the same as a small noble's tomb.

Who could have expected that the ancestor had once laid out a "Grand Plan of Ascension" in the secret realm, yet built his own tomb so miniature and simple.

Li Zhuiyuan had read "The Spring and Autumn Annals of the Qi Family" and was also good at formations. From the short distance from the tunnel to the main tomb chamber, he saw countless fine mechanisms and deep formation remnants.

Although the tomb was small, the depth of the murderous intent inside made even Li Zhuiyuan feel shocked.

Fortunately, everything here was according to what that ancestor wrote in the book: when the time comes, the restriction will be lifted by itself.

Otherwise, even if Li Zhuiyuan wanted to come in, it would be extremely difficult, even if you broke the mechanisms and formations on the surface, heaven knows how many invisible mysteries were hidden underneath.

The black-robed man relied on his ancestor's bloodline to obtain preferential treatment of rules in the secret realm tower.

In fact, his formation attainments, or at least his formation level when he first entered here, were far inferior to Li Zhuiyuan's current level.

Li Zhuiyuan could almost be certain now that the black-robed man's claim that "because I am a dead person, I was able to enter the ancestral grave" was completely a joke.

When the restrictions here were intact, not only could dead people not enter, but even if the Bai He Tongzi came in person, I'm afraid his divine position would have dissipated here.

On the ground and on the walls, one could see many corpses that had long turned into withered bones; they should have been the black-robed man's ancestors through the generations.

Their ancestor left a message: Do not enter the ancestral grave until the time comes.

But who among the descendants could resist this temptation? After all, no one knew if they could live until that day.

Then, they all died here, died in the restrictions laid out by their own ancestors, except for the black-robed man.

Tan Wenbin: "Um, Brother Xiaoyuan, I have a suspicion."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go ahead."

Tan Wenbin: "Was that last will left by the ancestor intentional? He let the descendants not come in, so the things that happened after that had nothing to do with his karma?"

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan responded, and then pointed to the traces of restrictions remaining around. "Including the so-called self-lifting when the time comes, I suspect it's not to make it convenient for descendants to come in and take his book, but to make it convenient for himself to come out."

Lin Shu You: "He lived here for so long? Then what must he have lived to look like."

Tan Wenbin: "It must be inhuman by now."

Lin Shu You: "No, I mean, staying in such a small tomb for so long, what's the difference between this and long-term solitary confinement? Can he really stand it."

Tan Wenbin: "In the tower, in the kneeling corpse pit, in the jade, so many people, haven't they all been locked up for so long? With an immortality pie hanging in front, if you feel lonely, just sniff your nose, and you can endure it."

While talking, everyone walked to the main tomb chamber.

The main tomb chamber was not large, and the furnishings inside were also very ordinary, mainly made of stone.

However, there was no coffin, only a stone bed in the central area.

There should have been a crack above. At this time, the sun was at noon, and a beam of sunlight fell down, just shining on the stone bed.

On the bed, except for some stones and lime, no remains were seen.

Lin Shu You: "Did he get up and walk away himself, or did someone enter first?"

Tan Wenbin: "The old locust tree blocking the cave entrance was cleaned up by you and Runsheng. Although it was scorched by lightning before, there were no traces of it being moved."

Lin Shu You: "Then did he crawl out from that crack above?"

Everyone came to the crack. Looking up from below, the crack was very narrow and small, but the wall surface was extremely smooth.

People with small and thin frames could barely squeeze in, but that was it; there was no room for climbing up at all.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the stones and lime piled up on the stone bed and under the bed, and said: "He should have drilled out from above."

"Drilled?" Tan Wenbin noticed that Brother Xiaoyuan used "drilled" instead of "crawled," and immediately looked up again to observe the distance.

This is inside a mountain peak on one side of the canyon. Drilling up from here to the very top where the sun can shine directly, even walking up from the side of the mountain peak is tiring enough.

"My goodness, what kind of monster is this?"

After a pause, Tan Wenbin looked at Runsheng: "Runsheng, can you drill?"

After all, Runsheng was the one with the strongest physique among everyone present.

Runsheng reached out, touched Tan Wenbin's forehead, and then touched his own.

Lin Shu You flew up with light work, came to the gap above, reached out to touch the smooth arc there, and then touched his own shoulder axis: "Brother Bin, Brother Xiaoyuan is right, he really drilled out himself!"

Tan Wenbin: "I was just expressing amazement, not questioning Brother Xiaoyuan. I didn't expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, to also learn to sow discord."

Lin Shu You landed and blinked; he didn't understand.

Tan Wenbin patted Lin Shu You's shoulder: "Discuss with that Tongzi of yours another day. He comes down to be a human, and you go up to be the Yin God Lord. I think that Tongzi Lord is very good at being a human now."

Although Tan Wenbin deliberately used jokes to relieve the depression in everyone's hearts, just thinking that a humanoid guy could force his way out of this rock was enough to make people shudder.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out, pushed away the gravel and lime on the stone bed, and saw a line of words on the bed.

Judging from the traces of the font, it should have been written directly with the index finger. It said:

"Continue in the future, a half-sided fate."

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