Chapter 294

Elder Zhai's hand retracted somewhat awkwardly, his gaze glancing toward the empty space, sitting uneasily.

This matter was inherently not done properly by him, going back on his word.

Even now, Elder Zhai didn't know why he had suddenly decided to do this. It was as if inexplicably, after waking up with light sleep at dawn, it became a kind of obsession in his heart, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

What was even more awkward was actually Luo Tingrui.

Admittedly, being able to give a report at a meeting of this level was indeed a heavy stroke in one's personal resume, but he and Elder Zhai actually didn't need it, and even the current Xue Liangliang didn't need it very much.

Xue Liangliang was not only strong in personal ability but also extremely comprehensive. Such a young man who could handle both professional and organizational aspects was a scarce talent no matter where he was placed. It was almost inevitable that he would be able to take charge of a major project alone in the future.

"Liangliang, Liangliang!"

Luo Gong raised his voice.

Cold sweat even seeped out on Xue Liangliang's forehead.

It wasn't because he was frightened by his teacher, but just now, his heart suddenly palpitated, instinctively unwilling to hand over this report.

In his mind, what rang out was what Xiaoyuan had specifically found him to say yesterday:

"Brother Liangliang, learn a lesson this time, persist a little longer."

Back when facing the Bai family lady, Qin Shu almost broke through the Bai family town by himself. It was originally a sure win, but who knew Xue Liangliang signed a defeat treaty as a victor first.

At that time, Xue Liangliang was still proudly thinking that it was his toughness that forced the Bai family town to make concessions, and it was sacrificing himself to protect Nantong from being harmed by the Bai family lady.

Xue Liangliang didn't know the specific details, but Li Zhuiyuan had hinted at this general process to Xue Liangliang.

Although, if he could have foreseen the future at that time, Xue Liangliang would not only not have persisted but would have signed the most harsh and frequent "humiliating the country and forfeiting sovereignty" treaty even earlier.

But this matter itself was indeed a lesson.

Xue Liangliang knew that Xiaoyuan and the others coming over was not just for this project. Xiaoyuan giving him such instructions separately contained his trust in him.

Therefore, he didn't dare to hand over this report. No, it wasn't just the report, but also the identity of the reporter.

"Liangliang, are you uncomfortable?"

Luo Gong reached out his right hand to touch Xue Liangliang's forehead, and his left hand to take the report, which was intended to give Xue Liangliang a way out.

But Xue Liangliang took two steps back and said firmly:

"No, teacher, you may not care about this report, but this is also my opportunity to show my face!"

Luo Tingrui frowned deeply. The current Xue Liangliang made him, this teacher, feel very strange. This child had always been far-sighted and clear-headed, how did he suddenly become like this?

Elder Zhai rubbed his knees with both hands, wanting to leave, but just after standing up, he sat back down inexplicably. He raised his head again, looked at Xue Liangliang, and said:

"Comrade Little Xue, I know I am indeed making things difficult for you. Don't worry, after this matter, I will compensate you within my power in other aspects."

The first half was said to Xue Liangliang, and the second half was said to Luo Tingrui.

Luo Tingrui knew that if this matter was not resolved, Elder Zhai might feel that he had deliberately hinted at his student to refuse, deliberately putting on airs.

And Xue Liangliang himself, after hearing this sentence from Elder Zhai, immediately fell into a relaxed state.

He wasn't fighting for this report qualification to begin with. In a daze, some kind of persistence was forgotten and smoothed out. Xue Liangliang smiled, and while taking the initiative to hand over the report, he opened his mouth and said:

"Elder Zhai, look at what you said, I was just joking with you..."

The relaxed spirit tightened again violently.

Xue Liangliang was like a drowning person surfacing. While gasping for air, he immediately changed his words:

"I was just joking with you. The fact is that my teacher and I have prepared for this report for a long time. If you take it away temporarily, the preparation will inevitably be insufficient, and there will inevitably be mistakes at the report meeting."

Ghost Street.

The boy was still sitting there, watching Brother Runsheng open all his gas gates with a broken body, smashing several cracks on the iron lion.

Each time, it could make the iron lion let out a painful wail, but soon, the iron chains would re-condense, covering and repairing the cracks.

And Runsheng also finally overdrawn everything. After being hit by the iron lion's tail, he fell to the ground, raised the Yellow River shovel with both arms, blocking the iron hooves the other party stepped in front of him.

"Crack... crack... crack..."

Bones shattered, flesh and blood flew.

Finally,

"Bang."

Runsheng exploded, and the iron hooves landed.

This final sound was like a heavy drum, hitting the boy's heart.

However, the boy's eyes were still calm, without a ripple.

Zhao Yi had asked him before he died, had he thought about the consequences of losing the gamble?

The answer was yes.

But whether it was before, during, or after his companions died, Li Zhuiyuan had never revealed the slightest bit.

Deep in the boy's consciousness.

The main body walked out of the basement, locked the door. It wasn't raining outside, but he took an umbrella when he walked out.

The fertile fields were everywhere, dotted with residential houses, but in fact, other residential houses could only be seen from a distance, and they only served as a backdrop. If the perspective was switched, one could even find that these residential houses, let alone internal decoration and personnel activities, only had the outer walls of the externally visible parts.

Here, the only two "complete buildings," one was the house of the Great-Grandfather's family, and the other was that fish pond.

The main body walked all the way in the bright sunshine, only when pushing open the fence door of the fish pond and walking in, it started to rain overhead.

Opening the umbrella, the main body came to the pond side. Besides the ripples caused by the rain, there seemed to be several undercurrents carrying rotten mud rushing into here under the water.

In the past, no matter how much emotional garbage Li Zhuiyuan poured in, the fry here could enjoy it extremely excitedly and quickly.

But this time, they were clearly eating and digesting very slowly, and even looked a bit listless and sickly.

Because what Li Zhuiyuan introduced here before was external emotional garbage, but this time it was not.

Main body: "Haven't you always been longing to obtain emotions? Why are the emotions so strong this time, yet you actively threw them in here?"

Squatting down, the right hand continued to hold the umbrella, and the left hand flicked back and forth on the water surface.

"It's already determined in cognition that there can't be any accidents, it's just going through a process, but this process still makes you feel uncomfortable?"

"Pursuing this kind of boring emotion, but afraid that this emotion will affect your state and throw it away, I can't understand, what is the meaning of this useless work?"

"Being a human is really boring, a burden all over."

Ghost Street in reality.

After Runsheng died, the iron lion began to attack the Yin family members. Its terrible defensive and explosive power, even those Yin family ancestors who died in the previous generation, could not really do anything to it, and could only be crushed and shattered one by one.

Furthermore, the ghosts in the water area below the pier were almost endless. Clearly, a large batch had been wiped out by the Yin family members, but they were still rushing up continuously.

If there are many ants, they can really bite an elephant to death. Moreover, in the opponent's camp at this moment, there was also a terrible iron lion.

When the Yin family members first came out, they were divided according to very obvious strength, according to the order of death in the era, the earlier they died, the more they were in front.

Street hooligans fighting is very suitable for this routine, the more fierce they are, the more they rush to the front to fight out the favorable wind, driving the enthusiasm of the small minions behind.

But putting it here, it was a bit inappropriate. If the benefits were to be maximized, the weakest batch should be in the first row, which could serve as cannon fodder to explore the way, give the people behind a bottom line, so as to adjust more suitable means.

However, this spontaneously formed unreasonableness was also a matter of course.

The predecessors go first, the juniors stay behind. After all, they are generations of Yin family members, and the seniority is placed here. In the eyes of the Yin family members in the front row, aren't the Yin family members in the back their own children?

Yin Meng's grandfather naturally fell to the very back, because he was the youngest child among them.

"Pfft!"

Li Zhuiyuan opened a can of Jianlibao, and while drinking, he took out a "last one" or called "last two".

Before Zhao Yi went to die, he left a bag in place, which contained several tool-like utensils. Hmm, the most were this pack of pills.

Extremely precious pills, at this moment, were taken by Li Zhuiyuan as sugar beans to eat, and the medicine primer was soda drink.

Good things, don't waste them if you don't eat them. Moreover, there is no need to worry about the problem of being too weak to be supplemented at this moment.

Under the impact of ghosts rushing in like a dam breach, plus the iron lion forcibly sweeping in an almost cheating way, the dead-fallen ones turned into by the Yin family members were becoming fewer and fewer.

It is normal for Mengmeng, as the person involved, to have resentment toward the Great Emperor in her heart, but even she would not publicly preach it, because in this world... most people's ancestral graves and ancestors who are burned paper have no substantial meaning.

Rather than saying that the Yin family members are repaying their ancestor Yin Changsheng, it is better to say that they are practicing their own surname promise.

Other surnames don't have this opportunity for family members to gather. If they did, they would probably do the same. This is the cohesion of the clan.

A can of drink was finished, and the "sugar beans" were all eaten. The boy's hair became wet, and heat began to rise.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and looked at the sky. The collapse of a large number of ghost souls and the disappearance of the Yin family members made the ghost energy and resentment circling and condensing above become more and more rich and huge.

Lowering his head, the boy's gaze fell on that iron lion.

Everyone knows what it is specifically, but it is deliberately covering it up.

When it appeared here, it was the embodiment of the Bodhisattva's will.

In myths and legends, many things will have a large distortion with reality, but it must be said that the blessing of the mythical background makes people see it and stimulate more excitement, especially when you are preparing to try to suppress and kill it.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, walked to the offering table, and re-lit the incense.

The Yin family members couldn't stop it. With the disappearance of the elders in the front row, the blocking time of the juniors became shorter and shorter, which also fully explained what is called descendants not being up to the mark.

Yin Meng's grandfather finally got a chance to make a move. After killing many ghost souls in succession, he was crushed by the iron lion's hoof.

"Boom!"

He was the last one. This foot declared that this wave of blocking had completely failed.

Li Zhuiyuan inserted the incense into the incense burner.

What kind of existence the Great Emperor is, he has also been in the exploration stage.

But there is one point the boy can confirm, the Great Emperor really doesn't care about his descendants.

This has nothing to do with whether the descendants have been cursed. Even from the perspective of the Great Emperor, the descendants would rather turn into dead-fallen ones after death to help him, and the Great Emperor would not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The longer you live, the less like a human you are, and you can't use the human template to apply to him.

From the perspective of a hindsight, whether it was his own use of karma to splash dirty water on the Great Emperor to get angry and issue a decree to exterminate the family, or the later sacrifice of Yin Meng, including the pair of dog lazy things Zhao Yi sent up.

Was the Great Emperor really angry?

Before, Li Zhuiyuan was not sure, but yesterday at Elder Zhai's door, when he heard the conversation between the Bodhisattva and the Great Emperor, the address to himself was... direct disciple.

The boy confirmed that the Great Emperor was not a vivid character.

They all use themselves as knives. The difference is only that the Great Emperor's habit of holding the knife makes Li Zhuiyuan more adaptable, while the Bodhisattva's use-and-discard, discard-if-not-good style really makes it difficult for the knife to have a tendency toward him.

Ghosts like a tide rushed toward Li Zhuiyuan here.

That iron lion was also running among them.

Li Zhuiyuan pinched the seal with both hands, then raised his left arm and pointed to the sky.

Among the orange lanterns overhead, one turned into a huge eyeball.

Li Zhuiyuan covered his right eye with his right hand again, and blood flowed out. This time the blood did not come from the blood mist in his palm, but from the real eye socket.

The eyeball overhead also shed blood, shooting out like sparks, igniting the extremely rich ghost energy and resentment above.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Pillars of fire burning with karmic fire fell, and on the street, a large number of ghost souls were burned and destroyed among them.

Several pillars smashed onto the iron lion, forcing it to lower its head to resist.

Li Zhuiyuan left the offering table and began to run. He didn't practice martial arts, so his speed wouldn't be too exaggerated, but in this street full of karmic fire, he was the safest one.

The iron lion crawling there seemed to have some feeling, raised its head slightly, but at this time, a pillar of fire happened to smash down, covering its whole body.

After the karmic fire dissipated, Li Zhuiyuan had already arrived in front of it.

The iron chain is the best ladder, and it is lying down, so Li Zhuiyuan took a breath and went "upstairs" directly, arriving at its head.

The huge tail had already been restrained silently, very, very close to the boy.

In Li Zhuiyuan's mind, the way the other party killed Zhao Yi appeared. It likes to devour and chew the people it hates in a ritualistic way.

It hated Zhao Yi so much, so there was no reason not to hate himself, and it would only hate him more.

The boy prepared to reach out his hand, then retracted it.

The tail appeared, binding the boy.

The iron lion opened its big mouth, intending to chew and swallow the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan was waiting for this opportunity. His hand pointed to the blood basin big mouth below.

The lanterns overhead instantly turned into many eyes. The karmic fire that hadn't fallen yet was now guided, all integrated into a thick bundle, with clear guidance, all smashed into the iron lion's big mouth.

"Hum!"

Karmic fire burned, the chains on the iron lion completely melted, and then the next layer of phantom cover was also burned away.

In an instant, Li Zhuiyuan saw its true face: tiger head, single horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, Qilin feet—Diting!

Revealing its true body, it was like a peeled egg.

It began to wail, its body twisting and cracking continuously.

At this time, it had no meaning to pay attention to others. Li Zhuiyuan was thrown out by its tail. When landing, the boy rolled sideways to unload the force in time. Although he didn't fall to death directly, he rolled with a broken head and bleeding.

"Plop!"

Diting's body fell to the ground. It was like a piece of fat meat thrown into a frying pan, being refined.

The scorching heat of the fire splashed all around, forming an indiscriminate coverage. Li Zhuiyuan was also among them, which could not be avoided.

The boy lowered his head, watching his hands wrinkling at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt that he was like a piece of plasticine, about to melt into water.

Tired, too lazy to toss anymore, die if you die. Anyway, at least drag one of these to be buried with me before dying.

"Clatter..."

An extremely thick iron chain probed from under the water surface, wrapped around one of Diting's legs with an extremely overbearing posture, and then pulled it down quickly.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was about to be burned to death, just like that... detached from the roasting range.

Instead, during the pulling process, those remaining ghost souls on the street were burned and destroyed along with it. After Diting was dragged under the water surface, the water surface boiled, and endless shrill screams were issued.

I don't know how many ghost souls were still at the bottom of the water and didn't have time to go ashore to worship, forever losing the opportunity to go ashore.

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the ground. He could only maintain this posture and couldn't move, because his flesh and skin had shrunk severely, and many places were stuck together. A slight movement was equivalent to tearing his own flesh and blood himself.

Ahead, it was an extremely clean street. All the debris and dirt were washed clean by the fire, as if nothing had happened tonight.

"Ah..."

A low moan came from Li Zhuiyuan's throat.

He closed his eyes, and he entered the dying stage.

Ordinary people in this stage are consciousness continuously falling into intermittent coma, like high-frequency napping, just waiting for the last longest "long sleep."

But when Li Zhuiyuan's consciousness was blurred, he saw another picture.

He saw himself sitting in the passenger seat of a big truck, naked, without a stitch.

The truck was still moving forward, but outside the car window was not the road surface. At this time, the truck seemed to have sunk to the bottom of some river, and yellow river water filled the surroundings.

"Ah..."

Li Zhuiyuan's consciousness returned to clarity, and his vision returned to the Ghost Street.

The Sanskrit sound played again, coming from the pier.

A solemn and majestic atmosphere began to condense. What came out of the water next were no longer ghost souls, but monks wearing cassocks. They lined up, chanting scriptures, divided into eight neat rows, landed from the pier, and moved forward along the Ghost Street. The number was getting more and more, and it was impossible to count.

A huge palanquin was lifted. Supporting it were a group of Arhats.

On the palanquin, there was a dog with scorched hair, extremely miserable, unable to distinguish whether it was dead or alive, but vaguely able to distinguish that its original hair color should be white.

On the dog's body, a Bodhisattva golden statue the size of a baby was placed.

After resolving all the blockers, the Bodhisattva went ashore, will enter the Ghost Gate, enter the Yin Division, and take charge of Fengdu.

The Sanskrit sound entered his ears, making Li Zhuiyuan very uncomfortable. He didn't catch his next breath, a long sound came from his throat, and his consciousness entered the other side of the dying stage.

Still under the yellow water surface, still in the truck, still naked, but this time he saw it. In the driver's cab, there were crystal-clear white bones. They grabbed his body with their hands, wrapping himself tightly. The white bones behind couldn't grab the person himself, and could only grab the white bones in front.

This team of white bones grabbing each other spread out of the car window. Outside, it formed an unimaginable long strip queue, and they kept floating under the water.

This time, Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked at the driver's seat.

Zhao Yi's left hand was on the steering wheel, and his right hand was holding a cigarette that was burning. The cigarette butt didn't extinguish in the water, still retaining brightness, but it didn't continue to burn.

Similarly, Zhao Yi was also naked, with a large number of white bones grabbing his body attached around him, and they were also extending long, unable to see the edge.

The difference is that Li Zhuiyuan's extension here went out from the passenger window, while Zhao Yi's was from the driver's window.

Against the backdrop of this exaggerated white bone strip, this truck looked mini like a toy. Consciousness returned to reality again.

That breath was caught again.

Li Zhuiyuan returned to the Ghost Street. He should die, because living now is very painful.

Zhao Yi's softness like bonelessness when he was most tormented back then was much better than the boy's current state. The boy felt that he was now like a piece of pork ribs that had been thoroughly stewed, and he could be deboned with a light touch.

However, at this moment, Li Zhuiyuan burst out with a relatively strong desire to survive, because he wanted to retain one more perspective.

Although, this was becoming more and more difficult.

The next breath was difficult to continue.

Li Zhuiyuan's vision returned to the truck. This time, he immediately turned around with the greatest effort, passed through the middle window, and looked at the back carriage.

Tan Wenbin, Lin Shu, and Liang Yan, Liang Li were sitting opposite each other. Tan Wenbin was teasing Lin Shu about something, and the sisters were also whispering.

This was originally a very normal static picture, but no one was wearing clothes and was naked...

Cooperating with this smoky yellow tone, it really felt like looking at an oil painting.

Moreover, everyone was wrapped in crystal-clear transparent white bones, which squeezed and filled here, filling the entire back carriage, and the painting style was even more weird.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Runsheng lying there. He was treated the same way, but Li Zhuiyuan didn't see Yin Meng, who should have been lying beside Runsheng and was in a coma when he came.

In addition, the stretcher under Runsheng was gone. In short, all the things that needed to be taken off the car were not on the car at this time.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he had bet right.

Here, death is just a new beginning.

The biggest difference between the Great Emperor and the Bodhisattva is that the Great Emperor has the most basic lower limit treatment for his subordinates who do things for him.

"Squeak... squeak squeak..."

The car radio in the truck driver's cab made a snowflake sound.

First it was blurry, then gradually audible, and a familiar voice came out.

"Liangliang, Liangliang?"

"No!"

Xue Liangliang refused.

Li Zhuiyuan's mouth slightly outlined an arc. Brother Liangliang, you listened and understood your hint.

"Comrade Little Xue, I know I am indeed making things difficult for you. Don't worry, after this matter, I will compensate you within my power in other aspects."

The moment this sentence from Elder Zhai came out of the radio, Li Zhuiyuan perceived intense pain coming from his body.

Himself sitting in the passenger seat, his flesh and skin withered, actually the same as in reality, becoming a "stewed" state.

This made Li Zhuiyuan a bit helpless. Originally, in the dying stage, it should be convenient for him to get rid of the painful reality.

Now it's good, both sides of the dying stage are the same, he still has to continue to endure this torture.

Zhao Yi in the driver's seat had twisted and irregular cracks on his body. He was bitten to death by Diting.

Liang Yan, Liang Li, the front half of the two women was blood red. They were trampled to death by Diting.

Tan Wenbin was also blood red, but he was red with a sense of layering, from top to bottom, the red gradually faded, because Tan Wenbin was trapped by Diting's tail and smashed to the ground into blood mist, and there was always a first point of force.

Runsheng had several blood lines on his body. Although he was trampled to death, he was still resisting before being trampled to death. He died during the resistance.

The only normal painting style was Lin Shu.

Because he was the only one who kept his whole body and died standing.

Among a group of naked wax figures with various miserable states, Lin Shu appeared so unique and abrupt.

In front of him, the semi-transparent white bones that were originally closest to him and grabbing him began to dissipate continuously, and pieces of crystal began to merge into his body.

Everyone's white bone team was long enough. The white bones in front cracked, and the white bones behind followed immediately.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that all this came from the concession of Elder Zhai on the radio.

However,

"Brother Liangliang, it's not enough, this is just the basic salary..."

Just picking up a life and going back to rely on merit to cultivate injuries, what kind of reward is this?

In Li Zhuiyuan's view, this should have been the case.

Therefore, the Great Emperor is equivalent to paying nothing!

The voice on the radio was still continuing.

Xue Liangliang: "If you take it away temporarily, the preparation will inevitably be insufficient, and there will inevitably be mistakes at the report meeting."

Brother Liangliang survived another round.

Li Zhuiyuan knew deeply how difficult it was to survive.

This is a "request" from that person. Refusing is already extremely difficult. After that person made concessions, being able to refuse again requires support from beliefs far beyond ordinary people.

Fortunately, that person could not use force. It's not that he couldn't do it, but that he needed a righteous name.

Whether it is Xue Liangliang or Luo Gong or the people participating in the meeting this time, or even the meeting itself, they all belong to the part of righteousness.

Therefore, if that person wants to get the help he wants, he must respect this procedural process.

That night, in Zheng Hua's room, Zheng Hua asked Li Zhuiyuan to help organize Elder Zhai's introduction brochure.

This was ordered by Elder Zhai, but the problem is that Elder Zhai couldn't order this in advance, because he was not the main speaker.

At that time, Li Zhuiyuan knew the future development, and he must follow this process. This main speaker identity, even if it was pushed out in the early stage to avoid alerting the enemy, it must be taken back later.

Because the one who needs to make this report is not Elder Zhai, but him.

As for why such an obvious flaw was exposed, it can only be said that on the basis of respecting the process, this kind of flaw is simply unavoidable.

If you want to play this kind of game, then ordinary people in this game are naturally on the same level as you.

In addition, I have to thank Zheng Hua's room door lock for being broken that night, otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Li Zhuiyuan to enter the room to help look at the door because he wanted to go out to open water.

This is... luck.

Elder Zhai: "Comrade Little Xue, I agree with your worries, so how about this, you be my report assistant, how about it?"

The next moment,

"Ah!!!"

Li Zhuiyuan let out a painful shout.

Previously, when being burned in reality, Li Zhuiyuan didn't even hum. He could suppress this burning pain.

But being able to endure from raw to cooked doesn't mean being able to bear from cooked to raw.

It's like a piece of braised beef. After peeling it open, you can see the fiber inside. Now not only do you have to make it fresh and tender again, but you also have to stick it back to that cow.

In front of him, a large number of white bones shattered, and the speed of the white bones replacing from behind was getting faster and faster.

The others were also like this, and the red line injuries on their bodies were fading rapidly.

Elder Zhai's second concession brought not only the lives of Li Zhuiyuan and others, but also the recovery of injuries.

Runsheng's injuries, the Liang sisters' injuries, and the lost lifespan were also compensated at this moment.

Even the scars Zhao Yi cared about most were perfectly erased.

On the radio:

Luo Tingrui: "Liangliang, Elder Zhai has said so much, you should be sober."

Obviously, Luo Gong was really angry.

Li Zhuiyuan was still looking forward to it in his heart.

After a short silence, Xue Liangliang's voice came out:

"What kind of talk is this, I am not your student, why should I be your assistant? Those who don't know will think my teacher has been lowered by you!"

Brother Liangliang, hold on again, persisted.

You know, Xue Liangliang didn't know what the specific purpose of this persistence was, but he just because of his reminder yesterday, didn't hesitate to destroy his image in front of his teacher.

Brother Liangliang, this is using his future to practice his promise to himself.

If he lost this future, then Brother Liangliang could only be a very wealthy rich man for the rest of his life.

For others, this might already be a top-level good life, but Xue Liangliang has always pursued higher ideals and ambitions.

Elder Zhai: "Comrade Little Xue, I can declare to your teacher before making the report. He is the one who made the contribution, and I, because of my old age, just mixed up a reporter identity."

The third concession.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The white bones didn't even have time to touch the human body before they shattered one after another.

An extremely comfortable feeling of comfort struck, and both spirit and body were receiving special nourishment.

Li Zhuiyuan subconsciously operated "Qin's Observation of the Dragon Method," transforming these nourishing inflows into his own basic foundation.

The flower bones at the Gate of Life and Death on Zhao Yi's chest began to bloom, but this time, black and white colors flowed on the peach blossoms that opened.

This means that Zhao Yi's Gate of Life and Death has been officially upgraded by one level after the accumulation in the early stage.

From the defect that suppressed his physical quality to the method that can be normally mastered, it has been transformed into a real pillar he can rely on now.

It has to be said that Zhao Yi's wave was really eating with a full mouth of oil.

Of course, this is also what he deserves.

Four spirit beast phantoms appeared on Tan Wenbin's body. After they all became more solid, they merged into Tan Wenbin's body again.

This is equivalent to helping Tan Wenbin save time in cultivating spirit beasts, with hope of letting them return to the state before that wave as soon as possible.

Faint white light radiated from Liang Yan and Liang Li. It can be seen that both have gaps. This is caused by the Liang family's own secret technique experiments. Whether in soul or fate, they both have a part of each other.

At this moment, the tacit understanding of cooperation pursued by the sisters is still there, but the defects that appeared in the past to forcibly improve the tacit understanding are also being filled.

On Runsheng's body, the gas gates opened like a volcanic eruption. First, the dead-fallen resentment surged, followed by the burst of evil energy, and finally, the reconciliation of ghost energy.

The three forces formed a tripartite situation at this time, either separated or combined, moving in and out of Runsheng's various gas gates.

Whether Runsheng wakes up or not, this kind of kneading does not affect it. Even if he is awake now, he can only sit there and watch himself, and cannot interfere, and he will not interfere.

When Qin Shu helped Runsheng open the gas gates with coffin nails, he probably didn't expect that Runsheng could rely on this kind of copy-and-paste method to walk to today step by step.

Others need to forget to eat and sleep to understand the exercises, just for that little progress, while Runsheng carves his body into the appearance that the exercises like most.

The biggest change is Lin Shu.

He just sat there, his face still retaining the slight redness when teased by Tan Wenbin.

The divine shadow of the Bai He Master Master Tongzi appeared in front of Lin Shu.

The boy was also closing his eyes, without any consciousness.

And the reason why Li Zhuiyuan could observe everyone here is because in reality, Li Zhuiyuan is not dead yet.

First, the figure of the Bai He Master Master Tongzi became more solid than before. This point is very similar to the gains of Tan Wenbin's spirit beasts.

But a black light was bounced back when it hit the Bai He Master Master Tongzi's brow.

The Bai He Master Master Tongzi's divine shadow then trembled.

Hit again, still bounced back.

The boy's divine shadow trembled intensified.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know what this black light was at first, but soon, he discovered it was... imperial conferment.

However, the imperial conferment failed.

Because the boy's unit relationship is too complicated: former Guan Jiang Shou, current Guarding Guarding Zhenjun, and at the same time, Li the Corpse-Fisher of Nantong has offerings, and he also worships himself as the Dragon King to walk the river.

However, although the imperial conferment failed, every time the black light hit and bounced back, it was a consolidation of the boy's divine body, and it was a number of times purely whored.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

If Li Zhuiyuan could move normally now, he could find a way to help the boy accept this imperial conferment after the consolidation ended, but the problem is that Li Zhuiyuan now can only do some basic actions, and he can't even leave the driver's cab.

But fortunately, the boy is not alone. After the black light was conferred many times unsuccessfully, it became much dimmer. Finally, it simply no longer faced the boy, but bypassed him and hit Lin Shu's brow.

This time, it successfully merged.

A set of armor exactly the same as the Ghost Marshal seen before appeared on Lin Shu.

At Lin Shu's brow, while the Bai He Guarding Guarding Zhenjun mark flowed, another black pattern appeared, and the two began to entangle and collide.

A-You is not like Runsheng, who has chiseled the water channel himself. With this appearance, I am afraid that he will have to spend a lot of energy to adjust and comb in the future.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze swept across the entire back carriage again, and tried his best to look at the area behind the back carriage, but still couldn't see Yin Meng.

At the tail of the car, besides the long white bone group that couldn't be seen, it was the yellow-brown river water.

Yin Meng clearly got on the car, but now, she is not on the car.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, Yin Meng sacrificed herself as a sacrifice, so Yin Meng now... shouldn't she be on the Great Emperor's table?

The car radio restored the snowflake sound.

Li Zhuiyuan is already satisfied.

Brother Liangliang refused three times in reality, fighting for three reward benefits for himself here.

Very difficult, and very okay.

Every refusal is a doubling of huge pressure. You know, most ordinary people standing in front of him will willingly be driven by him.

Not to mention, what Xue Liangliang is facing is his active request.

This is really literally, doing business with Yama.

And his identity is much higher than Yama.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Liangliang."

However, when the voice appeared on the radio again, even Li Zhuiyuan was stunned.

"Woo woo woo... woo woo woo... woo woo woo..."

Brother Liangliang collapsed, he cried.

Following that, there was the sound of tables and chairs being pushed, and the movement of hands and feet kicking the floor.

Listening to the sound, you can imagine the picture.

But Li Zhuiyuan still couldn't imagine that a person like Xue Liangliang would sit on the ground holding the report book like a child, crying and shouting, throwing a tantrum.

Li Zhuiyuan began to reflect, was his reminder yesterday... too much?

Or, did he underestimate himself, the importance in Brother Liangliang's heart.

The young student who ignored the laughter of his classmates and waved his arms in front of the bonfire beside the construction site of the river, at this time, curled up in the corner with tears and snot, facing the pulling and helping of Luo Gong and Elder Zhai, he shook his head frantically, swinging his body and kicking his legs, crying and shouting:

"Woo woo woo... don't give it to you... just don't give it to you... just can't give it to you!"

Seeing this, Luo Gong's previous unhappiness was swept away. He began to worry about whether Xue Liangliang had too much work pressure recently and had some mental problems. He was so distressed that his eyes turned red, but he didn't know what to do. He couldn't call anyone, couldn't let outsiders see, if this matter spread, the child's future would be greatly affected.

At this moment, what peer friendship, what senior relationship, what high-style, Luo Gong didn't care anymore. Xue Liangliang was not only his student, but also the "son" in his eyes.

"Liangliang, don't give it, we won't give it anymore, teacher will take you to do the report, don't give it to others, don't give it to others anymore!"

Elder Zhai stood aside, the original embarrassment and worry on his face gradually wiped away.

Looking at the man in front of him who was almost crazy holding the report book, in Elder Zhai's eyes, there was even a bit of deep playfulness.

The most difficult link was carried out most smoothly.

But it was the simplest link that had a problem.

It is said to be "gods fighting," but this rope that only plays a connecting role unexpectedly showed amazing autonomy.

He not only was not reconciled to just acting as a rope, but also tried hard to stir, crazily and boldly raking benefits into his own bowl.

He clearly had added rice for him again and again, but he was still not satisfied.

Inside the truck.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was also in a state of shock, had a majestic and oppressive voice in his ears. This voice represented a supreme will, inviolable, and death upon touch.

"How big is your appetite?"

Terrible pressure struck, but it made Li Zhuiyuan quickly calm his mind. The boy didn't answer this question directly, but said with surprise and doubt:

"Is it you, Master."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 295 =====