Chapter 299

Nantong has entered the sweltering heat of summer; even in the countryside, it is fine to sit under a tree or in the shade by the river, but if one walks out into the sun, it is like being roasted.

Zhao Yi unbuttoned his collar and bought a bottle of soda when passing Zhang Shen's small shop.

It was just that the soda had been sitting on the shelf in the sun for too long, and when he took a sip, it was actually lukewarm.

Zhang Shen: "Young man, want a popsicle?"

Zhang Shen pointed to her freezer, a square, white, chubby-looking thing with a thick quilt covering the top.

Zhao Yi: "I'll take one."

Zhang Shen: "Go ahead, pick one yourself."

Considering the consumption level in the village, there weren't many types of ice cream, so Zhao Yi chose one with a panda head printed on the packaging; this particular ice cream was considered a high-end, hot-selling item at the time.

He tore open the package and took a bite; the texture was rich and the milky flavor was very strong.

Zhao Yi licked the corner of his lips, looking at the brown-and-white panda in his hand that he had already bitten an ear off of, thinking that when he returned from Hu Zi's house later, he would bring one for the Li fellow too.

Being a child, he would surely like this.

Perhaps because he had been bested time and again in his struggles with the Li fellow, he no longer had the heart to have a direct confrontation with him, gradually shifting to age discrimination.

Zhang Shen rested her elbows on the taped-up counter, propping up her Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

She looked at Zhao Yi, then looked at the celebrity poster her own young daughter had stuck on the wall of the small shop.

In the past, Zhang Shen hadn't thought the flashy guys in the posters were anything special, but seeing the "real person" in reality, it really felt different.

It was a pity; according to Li Sanjiang, this young man was in an acrobatic troupe.

A small acrobatic troupe with only a few people like this surely couldn't earn much money, and the most critical thing was that they had to run all over the country.

Zhang Shen hesitated for a long time, and only when Zhao Yi was standing under the small shop's tin eaves and had almost finished eating the "panda head" in his hand did she open her mouth to ask:

"Young man, are you married?"

Zhao Yi: "I already have four children."

"Heavens!" Zhang Shen covered her mouth and let out an exclamation, "How old are you, and how old is your wife? Why are you in such a rush to have them?"

Zhao Yi: "I have two wives back in my hometown, so they can share the pressure."

Zhang Shen picked up the rag on the counter and began wiping randomly, as if she were shooing away some dirty thing.

Zhao Yi smiled and tossed the ice cream stick into the trash can, and just as he was preparing to walk out, he saw two old people, a man and a woman, pulling a flatbed cart toward this side.

Lying on the flatbed cart was a young girl in a yellow floral top, gray pants, and red-buttoned cloth shoes, with a cloth compress on her forehead.

"Oh, Auntie Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying, what happened to Ying Hou?"

Zhang Shen immediately ran out from behind the counter and came to the side of the flatbed cart to check.

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying was still holding another cloth in her hand and said to Zhang Shen: "Come, get some water, I need to rinse this cloth."

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Zhang Shen took the cloth, ran into the shop to get water to rinse it, and when she came out, she paused for a moment before pulling back the quilt, taking an ice cream out of the freezer, wrapping it in a cloth, and handing it to Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying:

"Auntie Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying, use this to compress Ying Hou's forehead."

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying took it and replaced the cloth on Ying Hou's forehead.

Li Li Weihan reached into his pocket to prepare to take out money.

"Oh my, Uncle Li Li Weihan, what are you doing at a time like this."

"It should be given." Li Li Weihan handed the money over.

Zhang Shen pushed the money away and stomped her foot, saying: "Can't I just treat the child to a popsicle on a normal day? Besides, the child is already like this, how could I accept this money!"

Li Li Weihan had an excellent reputation in the village; he had been willing to help Liu Liu Jinxia even when her life was difficult and her reputation was poor, let alone others. Basically, whenever anyone in the village was building a house or starting a fish pond, he would go to help out if he could lend a hand.

Li Li Weihan took the money back, nodded at Zhang Shen, and then sighed.

Zhang Shen: "What happened to Ying Hou?"

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying: "She was in class when she suddenly fell to the ground, started kicking her legs, and foaming at the mouth. The teacher sent her to the clinic to get an IV drip. She isn't struggling anymore, but she is still muddled. The physician said it doesn't look like heatstroke..."

Zhang Shen: "Where are her parents?"

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying: "Her father went to the city to work on a construction site with Xiang Hou a while ago, and her mother also went to the construction site to help cook. The children in the family are all staying with us now."

Xiang Hou was considered a relatively well-known figure in the village; he was quite capable outside and often organized labor from the village to go work elsewhere.

Zhang Shen: "Then you should have called a vehicle; you shouldn't have pushed the child back like this. If people see you on the road, there will be gossip in the village later. Auntie Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying, just tell people outside that Ying Hou has heatstroke this time and there are no other problems."

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying looked at Li Li Weihan, and Li Li Weihan's brow was furrowed into a "chuan" shape.

If one contracted certain special illnesses, it would be very difficult to arrange a marriage later.

Zhao Yi had already walked a distance away by this time; although he, Young Master Zhao, had been sick since childhood and had become a physician himself, he had never been a person who enjoyed helping others.

Zhang Shen: "Seeing that the college entrance exam is only a few days away, with Ying Hou like this, won't it delay her exam?"

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying: "Exactly, her grandfather and I were worried about this the whole way. Our Ying Hou puts in great effort in her studies, sleeping late and getting up early every day. If she can't take the exam because of this, what a tragedy that would be."

Zhang Shen: "That's right, your Li family has the seeds of scholars in this generation. Didn't Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Hou become the top scholar? His sister surely won't do poorly either."

Huh?

Zhao Yi's pace, which had been moving forward, naturally began to retreat.

He retreated all the way to the side of the flatbed cart, looked at Ying Hou, who was still unconscious, and reached out to check her pulse.

There was no help for it; Young Master Zhao had suffered from illness since childhood, and out of empathy, he could not bear to see the world suffer from the pain of disease, always upholding a heart that sought to heal the world.

The three of them looked at Zhao Yi's actions in unison, momentarily not knowing what to say; mainly because Zhao Yi's appearance and image were too good, he didn't look like he was acting like a hooligan, and this pulse-taking action was very professional.

Withdrawing his hand, Zhao Yi walked to the small shop's counter and took a box of needles from there.

Zhao Yi's own silver needles were not on him, but these ordinary needles were enough. He opened the package, pulled out three, and rubbed them between his fingertips; the tips of the needles were scorching hot while also emitting a faint luster.

"You are going to..."

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying stepped forward; she didn't directly block him, but her Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face was filled with unease.

Li Li Weihan grabbed his wife's hand, pulled her back, and then stepped forward himself, asking Zhao Yi:

"Young man, do you know how to treat illnesses?"

"I am surnamed Li... cough, don't worry, I am a friend of Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan... Little Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan Hou."

Zhang Shen: "Aren't you in an acrobatic..."

Zhao Yi: "I travel all over the country and know a few unorthodox Jianghu skills."

Without waiting any longer, Zhao Yi directly applied the needles.

After the three needles were in, Zhao Yi flicked them with his fingertips in a freehand manner.

"Hum!" "Hum!" "Hum!"

Three mosquito-like sounds.

Ying Hou opened her eyes, turned to her side, and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

Immediately following this, she began to breathe, her gaze scanning the surroundings in confusion; she had truly woken up.

Li Li Weihan, Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying, and Zhang Shen all crowded forward to check on her with joy.

"It's not epilepsy; it's excessive worry and pent-up heat, plus the hot weather recently. Hmm... let's just call it a sudden flare-up of internal heat.

Find an old well that is over thirty years old, scrape moss from the well wall, and block her nostrils with it morning, noon, and night for an hour; then get some duck blood, pig blood... chicken blood is best. If you can't eat it cold, stir-fry it with some tofu or something, one large bowl every day, and have her eat it."

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying asked while writing it down: "Will the illness be cured like this?"

Zhao Yi: "It will aggravate the illness, but for these days, she will be relatively energetic and have a better spirit. She has to take the college entrance exam. About the time of the summer vacation after the exam, she will have a major illness and lie in bed for a month. She is young and has a good physical foundation, so it's not a big problem; she can recover."

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying looked at Li Li Weihan in astonishment; after taking this "blood medicine," the illness would get worse?

Ying Hou said firmly: "I want to take the college entrance exam, I want to take the exam."

Although health is the capital of revolution, for Ying Hou, if she didn't do well on the college entrance exam, her body would remain in the village forever.

Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Cui Guiying and Li Li Weihan helped Ying Hou up, checked the child's body, and asked if there was anywhere else she felt uncomfortable.

When they were done and intended to thank Zhao Yi while inviting him home for a meal, they discovered that Zhao Yi had already disappeared.

On the counter of Zhang Shen's small shop, there was still a box of opened needles, with the money for the needles pressed underneath.

Breaking off a willow branch and biting it in his mouth, Zhao Yi walked slowly along the field ridge with his hands behind his head.

The Li fellow had that kind of terrifying brain, but his cousin had become ill due to anxiety over the upcoming college entrance exam. Being blood relatives with the same surname, the gap was truly like heaven and earth.

However, thinking about it, it was normal; for things like bloodline inheritance, before coming out of the womb, it was really hard to guess what kind of stuff it would be.

But once the child was born, one could clearly see the clues, such as the little dummy he was about to go see at the bearded man's house.

That child was something even Zhao Yi coveted; if it weren't for the fact that the child's "godfather" was a bit too terrifying, Zhao Yi would have wanted to go and become a godfather himself.

Arriving at the bearded man's gate, Zhao Yi stopped his steps.

He came here to see Old Uncle Tian, without any other motives mixed in.

But the problem was, the peach forest was right there, and given his current situation, if he just went directly like this, it would be hard to avoid being misunderstood by that person as having done it deliberately.

The correct approach would be to go and ask the Li fellow to make a trip first, pass a message, plead for mercy, feel out the other person's attitude, and then he would come again.

The reason Zhao Yi pestered the Li fellow to return to Nantong was mainly because Nantong had this peach forest.

If he wanted to solve the problem of having a Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face appearing on his body, he naturally had to seek advice from the senior who had countless faces on his body.

"Forget it, forget it, go back and beg the Li fellow first. If I just go directly like this, I might get hung up and beaten."

Zhao Yi turned around with a graceful, unhesitating motion, and just as he was about to stride back, his steps slowed down. The graceful and brisk air on his whole body disappeared, replaced by the elegant and quiet demeanor of an ancient scholar playing in the countryside.

Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You was not here, so this time, it was truly Su Luo on his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

Compared to driving a truck in the driver's seat, Su Luo was clearly more able to accept the current scene.

There were more houses on the second floor, and the roads were much wider and harder, but these farmlands, these small bridges and flowing water, were truly intimate.

It was just that looking all around, he didn't see any mountain peaks.

"I just don't know which plain water town this is."

Very quickly, Su Luo's gaze was attracted by the beautiful peach blossom scenery ahead.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the peach grove changes with the four seasons; the flowering season has long since passed, but those with cultivation can break through this layer of illusion to see peach blossoms in eternal bloom.

Su Luo is currently using Zhao Yi's body and can certainly see it; at this sight, he cannot help but step inside.

Xiao Xiao Yingying went out to purchase goods today, and Old Uncle Tian Tou sits in the shade of the dam, eating a melon.

He has a piece, and Benben in the crib nearby has a piece.

The variety of this melon is wrong and it isn't sweet, but both the old man and the child are eating very happily.

Old Uncle Tian Tou's other hand holds a cattail fan, fanning the child.

When taking care of Benben, Old Uncle Tian Tou is always reminded of his own Young Master when he was small.

The Young Master loved eating melon back then too, but he was frail as if boneless, and many things could not be eaten casually as they were hard to digest; this melon had to be minced and boiled by Old Uncle Tian, then mixed with rock sugar, and fed to the Young Master in small spoonfuls.

The Young Master is returning today, and he has already prepared the food.

Ever since Li Sanjiang fell ill and became bedridden, he has stopped drinking with Li Sanjiang, only visiting briefly once a day, and certainly not eating there; there is no help for it, the pressure there is simply too great, and he cannot endure it alone.

Turning his head, a familiar figure appears in Old Uncle Tian Tou's line of sight.

"Young Master!"

Old Uncle Tian Tou stands up and runs over with a smile.

Su Luo is stunned for a moment; he had also been called "Young Master" before, and hearing it again, he cannot help but feel a bit dazed.

But after looking closely at Old Uncle Tian's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, Su Luo immediately reveals a smile.

He has seen this old man in the memories of his "childhood friend"; it was he who raised his "childhood friend," and now it seems the man has aged, his hair has turned white, and his back is hunched.

Just like his own mother, those who were truly kind to him will all grow old... and pass away.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Old Uncle Tian Tou pats Su Luo from top to bottom with both hands, and after confirming that no parts are missing, he immediately says,

"Young Master, sit down first; I will bring out the food for you. It was prepared long ago, just waiting for you to return!"

Old Uncle Tian Tou runs into the house.

Su Luo walks slowly onto the dam and sees Benben, who is grabbing the crib railing with both hands and looking at him.

"This child, delicate and carved from jade, is truly well-raised."

Su Luo habitually reaches out to touch his wrist.

When meeting the children of friends and family, one should give a small gift.

He did not lack these exquisite little items while alive, and he remembers that quite a few were buried with him after death.

But upon touching, he feels a golden Rolex with a copper sheen.

"This..."

Benben lets go and sits down, then slowly kicks with his two little fleshy legs, moving himself to the corner on the other side of the crib, but a silly, cute smile still hangs on his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face.

Caught between surprise and genuine emotion, Old Uncle Tian Tou did not notice the Young Master's change at first, but Benben saw it; he is not the bad uncle who used to like teasing his little bird.

"Young Master, it's here, it's coming~"

Old Uncle Tian Tou brings out two plates; one plate has hot mixed noodles, and the other has tea cakes.

These are all foods his Young Master has liked since childhood; every time a river journey ends, Old Uncle Tian Tou specifically makes a meal for the Young Master.

Su Luo takes the chopsticks, picks up a piece of tea cake, takes a bite, savors it carefully, and praises: "Truly delicious."

Old Uncle Tian Tou's expression changes; he retreats a few steps, habitually flicking his hands.

The twin daggers used for attacking in the past are gone, and two small shovels slide into his palms.

"Who exactly are you, and why are you pretending to be my..."

Before he can finish, Old Uncle Tian Tou's throat seems to be stuck, unable to make another sound.

He looks at Su Luo with terrified eyes, not because the other party dared to attack him, but horrified at what kind of existence would dare to commit evil in this village, on this dam!

Su Luo puts the remaining half of the tea cake back on the plate, looks at the distressed Old Uncle Tian Tou, shakes his head, and says:

"It is not me."

In the peach grove, a breeze blows, and peach blossom petals fall, drifting onto the dam.

Su Luo turns to Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face the peach blossoms.

These petals drift and sway before him, as if falling slowly, yet also as if they will never land.

In the dark, it feels as if a pair of terrifying eyes is staring at him.

Su Luo is all too familiar with this feeling of being watched, both before and after his death.

He habitually wants to let it be and let it act.

But he immediately realizes this is his "childhood friend's" body, so he immediately places his hands in front of him, assuming a defensive posture.

Benben in the crib looks at Su Luo, then turns to look at the area in front of Su Luo.

Benben's eyes can see that person, because that person allows him to see.

At this moment, Benben imitates that person's movements.

First, his little Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face moves forward, trying hard to press down his eyebrows, making a confused expression as much as possible.

Immediately after, Benben pulls his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face back, revealing a silly smile.

He reaches out and pulls at the corner of his mouth, making one side not smile while the other side does.

Finding that his imitation is not quite right and that the flesh on his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face is also laughing, he has no choice but to reach out another hand to knead his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face; after a round of rubbing, Benben leans back and falls over in the crib.

There is no help for it; even the most precocious child finds it difficult at an age where they cannot even hold their urine to display a cold, mocking smile.

Clearly, the one under the peach grove has discovered Zhao Yi's abnormality.

At first, it was very confused.

Because it confirmed that after it threw that black-covered book to Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi did not open it and handed it back to the youth to return it intact.

So the situation now is: he did not want the black-covered book secret art it gave him, but instead learned this secret art from that youth?

After a brief moment of confusion, it immediately understands why Zhao Yi came here at this time.

At this moment, the scene Zhao Yi worried about most and tried hard to avoid has occurred.

The one under the peach grove does not care about being used; for someone who has been sealing themselves and waiting for death, there is no price that cannot be paid, but it requires an exchange.

That youth was very sensible, bringing a basket of "fruit" that could make it happy every time.

But this one really came empty-handed, not even bringing a real fruit basket.

Sigh, what does he take it for?

A peach blossom petal lands on Su Luo's brow.

Benben has just sat up when his mouth forms an "O" shape; he immediately covers his eyes with both hands, not daring to look, because it is angry.

The peach blossoms scatter, and Old Uncle Tian Tou finally regains his freedom, falling to his knees on the ground with a thud.

"Are you really the Young Master?"

"I am."

"Then what are you doing to my Young Master's..."

Su Luo is pulled by an invisible giant force, Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face down, and slams into the ground with a "bang!"

Grandpa Grandpa Hu Zi's family was once the richest in the village, and the concrete ground on this dam is of much higher quality than Li Sanjiang's; even so, Su Luo still smashed a depression into it.

"Young Master!"

Old Uncle Tian Tou is heartbroken; although he does not know who is possessing the Young Master, this is, after all, his Young Master's body.

Just as Old Uncle Tian Tou rushes out, wanting to check the Young Master's injuries, Su Luo, lying Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face down, begins to move rapidly across the dam, as if being dragged by an invisible giant hand, sliding across the ground with a "whoosh."

"Clatter, clatter, clatter," after sliding over the dam steps, he continues to scrape across the gravel ground with a "clatter."

This scene, without experiencing it personally, feels painful just to watch.

Old Uncle Tian Tou leaps down, wanting to grab his Young Master, but he is a step too late; the Young Master's body is dragged into the peach grove, while he himself is sent flying, slamming heavily into the ground.

Immediately after, Old Uncle Tian Tou is lifted up again.

Every time Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan comes to communicate with that person, he does so with full respect, and Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin and Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You are even more cautious, not daring to be the least bit presumptuous.

Old Uncle Tian Tou's attempt to rush into the peach grove just now was already an offense.

To put it bluntly, no matter how good-tempered a tiger is when napping, it is still a tiger.

"Eeya, eeya, eeya..."

Benben waves his hands, as if crying.

"Thud!"

The lifted Old Uncle Tian Tou falls back to the ground, his body twitching a few times, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth; he tries hard to stand up, wanting to break into the peach grove again, but ultimately stops his steps.

Gritting his teeth, Old Uncle Tian Tou clutches his chest and runs outward; he must find that youth, as only he can save his Young Master now. However, before Old Uncle Tian Tou can run out of the Grandpa Grandpa Hu Zi family's territory, a peach branch wraps around him, and he is forcibly dragged up, then swung, and finally sits steadily on the stool next to the crib.

The peach branch enters his clothes, controlling his body; Old Uncle Tian Tou bends over very stiffly, picks up the cattail fan on the ground, and begins to fan at a steady speed.

Benben, originally in the corner, slowly crawls over to Old Uncle Tian Tou's side, buries his head, and pretends to be asleep while fanning.

"Jingle!"

Xiao Xiao Yingying returns riding her tricycle, loaded with four jars of wine and two cans of milk powder.

Pushing the tricycle onto the dam, she sees Old Uncle Tian Tou sitting there fanning and Benben pretending to sleep.

Xiao Xiao Yingying casts her gaze toward the peach grove.

Then she says nothing, just moves the purchased items into the house, brings out the materials, and begins to make paper effigies.

Compared to the concrete ground and gravel road, the soft soil under the peach grove feels more intimate.

Provided one does not consider the soil constantly invading the ears and nose, as well as the increasingly fast speed.

"Slap!"

Su Luo is thrown into a pool of water.

The water pool was very small, no larger than the area of a square table in an ordinary household, yet the surroundings were fully equipped, surrounded by zithers, chessboards, calligraphy, and paintings, with wine jars scattered about for embellishment.

A man in a wide-sleeved robe stood with his back to the pool, currently painting.

Su Luo surfaced, the fresh blood on his Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face dripping continuously and merging into the pool.

"I do not know, my lord..."

The paintbrush in the man's hand paused slightly.

The peach blossom mark on Su Luo's brow flashed, and his entire body was once again fiercely smashed into the water.

After a long while, Zhao Yi finally surfaced again.

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

If it were in the past, holding his breath underwater for a long time would be no problem, but the prerequisite was to be prepared; yet this time, waking up underwater, he started off with his breath cut off in his chest.

This godforsaken pool was so small, yet so deep; Zhao Yi had nearly drowned inside.

Looking around and quickly analyzing the situation, Zhao Yi spoke up:

"You must believe me; thinking I was empty-handed, I hadn't intended to come now, but who knew I would suddenly fall ill? And that person is a fool; they must have seen the peach blossoms blooming beautifully here and just wandered over."

A peach branch descended, first binding Zhao Yi, then lifting him up, and finally tightening!

"Hiss... ah..."

Zhao Yi immediately experienced the sensation of his body being on the verge of being crushed.

Even so, Zhao Yi dared not resist; even though he had made great progress in his previous wave, facing such an existence, if you didn't resist, there was theoretically a possibility of survival, but once you resisted, even that theory would cease to exist.

The peach branch loosened, and Zhao Yi fell back into the pool.

Even though his body was still in excruciating pain, Zhao Yi still opened his mouth to explain:

"I am not lying; you said I am like you, so how could I do something so stupid? If you don't believe me, you must at least believe yourself."

Another peach branch descended; this time it was not for binding, but it pierced directly into Zhao Yi's body from the back of his neck.

Zhao Yi wanted to cry out, but thin branches sprouted from his neck, making him unable to make a sound.

Next, he was hoisted out of the water again, and the peach branch continued to penetrate deeper, its dense root hairs constantly weaving through his body.

Zhao Yi was truly terrified this time, because as long as the person opposite him had a simple thought, his entire human skin would be cleanly peeled off.

The shadow of death once again loomed over him.

This was not Fengdou, nor was it Ghost Street, and he hadn't passed through the thick fog to be left with a foreshadowing by the Emperor; therefore, if he died here, he would truly be dead.

However, this emotion came quickly and left just as quickly; after all, he was someone who had "died" twice for real, so he had developed quite a bit of resistance.

Man: "You surprise me a little."

The peach branch at his throat dispersed, once again granting Zhao Yi the power of speech.

Zhao Yi: "After all, I treat you as the goal I am chasing; I should have made at least some progress."

Man: "Have you seen through life and death?"

Zhao Yi: "Still early, still far, not quite yet."

"Since you are not afraid of death, then..."

In an instant, ten peach branches pressed down, extending before Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The peach branches were like whips, ten whips lashing down one after another with swift ferocity.

"Snap!" "Snap!" "Snap!"

These whips not only lashed his body, but their thorns seemed to pierce into his soul; such pain profoundly interpreted what it meant to be worse off than dead.

After one round of whipping, Zhao Yi hung there, fresh blood dripping continuously from his body and merging into the pool below, gradually dyeing it red.

Looking from below, the flesh on Zhao Yi's body faintly showed signs of falling apart, like chicken feet being deboned.

And Zhao Yi's own consciousness had by this time fallen into a coma.

The man put down his paintbrush, picked up a wine jar nearby, took a sip, and then flicked the jar mouth upward, scattering the remaining wine onto Zhao Yi.

Flames surged, beginning to roast him.

Zhao Yi's mouth hung wide open, his eyes bulging; his consciousness, which had just begun to dissipate, was once again stimulated into wakefulness.

The sudden, continuous extreme torture caused Zhao Yi's eyes to turn red, and the aura at the seam of his Life-Death Gate spun rapidly.

However, what should have been a brilliant self-rescue in an adverse situation was instantly interrupted because a peach branch pierced into his heart without a hint of mercy!

Zhao Yi twitched violently amidst the flames.

The man remained with his back to Zhao Yi, not looking at him, as if simply enjoying the wails from behind to add a touch of inspiration to his painting.

"How does it feel?"

"I... I... I..."

The flames extinguished, but the peach branch piercing Zhao Yi's chest did not leave, still rotating slowly.

Zhao Yi struggled to stiffen his neck, forcibly speaking his true thoughts:

"I thank you, you motherfucker!"

After chatting with Grandpa for a while, Grandpa soon fell asleep.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan observed from the side; the youth wanted to confirm if the good fortune had returned to Grandpa, but even if it had, it seemed impossible to tell for the time being.

Picking up a coin from the drawer of Grandpa's bedside table, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the room to the balcony.

There was a very silly but very effective method.

"Heads."

The youth flicked his fingertip, the coin flew up, and then landed back in his palm; it was heads.

Flicked again, landed again, still heads.

Ten times in a row, all heads.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan did not intentionally control it, trying his best to let the result be random.

Although such a small sample size was not scientific, it was enough for Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan to feel that this good fortune was currently still on himself.

He remembered when he used Grandpa's good fortune to play cards, he didn't need any technique at all; he could win a lot of money purely by luck.

If he only used good fortune for such things, the problem wouldn't be very big, but if he continued to carry it with him while traveling the rivers, the karma and consumption involved would be terrifying, especially since this time it involved two "immortals."

Grandpa's good fortune could not be infinite; it must have a limit, and if he exhausted it, Grandpa's later years would likely come to an end.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan admitted that Grandpa's good fortune had played a huge role in the previous wave, but if he could choose, he would choose not to bring it.

Next, it depended on whether he would dream tonight; if he could dream again, it meant the good fortune could return on its own, and if he couldn't dream... he would have to draw that fortune-transfer formation again.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan walked back to his room; as soon as he entered, the youth noticed something unusual.

He looked around, including the ceiling and the floor, and found nothing amiss, but this feeling of something being wrong became increasingly obvious.

The youth examined it carefully again, then closed his eyes, comparing the scene of the room in his memory before leaving with the current one.

He couldn't compare any flaws in detail, but in terms of atmosphere, there was a difference.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, his right palm spread open, blood mist permeated, and then with a wave of his palm, tiny, imperceptible specks of red scattered and attached to the surroundings.

The floor was fine, the tables, chairs, stools, and wardrobes were fine, and the surrounding walls were fine; the problem was the ceiling.

The ceiling had been repaired and repainted, and it was restored to its original state, striving to look no different from the original ceiling.

It was impossible for an external enemy to have invaded here, let alone the possibility of an external enemy causing damage and then calmly repairing it.

The only person who could carry out repair work in his room was... Qin Shu.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan held his palm upward, raised it above his head, and the blood mist permeated upward; the youth was also deducing and restoring it in his mind, and soon, streaks of blood-colored grooves "emerged."

This meant that a force had once ravaged and swept across the ceiling in a very short time, leaving behind deep traces.

Following these traces, he looked downward to find the release point.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and looked at the chair behind the painting table.

Usually, in this room, he would sit behind the desk, and the chair behind the painting table was always occupied by A Li.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the room and went downstairs.

In fact, when he first got home and found the door to the east room closed, and A Li was not waiting for his return in the most conspicuous position as usual, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan knew that something must have happened.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei was currently sitting at the door of the east room drinking tea; seeing the youth walking toward here, she smiled slightly and asked:

"How is your Grandpa?"

"He will be much better very soon."

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei nodded; the youth went upstairs as soon as he returned without coming to the east room, but she was not angry at all; it was only right to visit the sick elder in bed after returning home.

"Grandma, A Li..."

"A Li is fine." When saying this, Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei looked up at the room of Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan on the second floor, "Nothing major."

"Then can I go into the room and see her?"

"Go ahead."

"Okay."

Watching the youth push open the door of the east room and walk in, Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei lowered her head and took another sip of tea.

A Li was indeed fine, but that morning, a small accident had occurred; when she noticed this movement, Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei was also a little startled.

It was she who asked Qin Shu to repair that place; the purpose was not to hide it from Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan, but to hide it from herself.

"Sigh, one who begins with this will surely end with this."

She had thought that her granddaughter was really getting better and better, but facts proved that the basis for all her improvement was built on that youth.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei felt sorrow and melancholy in her heart, but also a sense of relief.

Liu Yi walked over, her expression somewhat dejected.

Because Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Mengmeng didn't come back.

Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Mengmeng was not allowed in the kitchen at home; that big silly girl wanted to help but knew she couldn't handle the cooking herself, so she often deliberately stood at the kitchen window to chat with him while he was cooking.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei: "Enough, the person isn't dead yet, is it worth getting like this?"

"It's not like she's your apprentice."

"On this path, life and death partings are the norm. When A Li left alone back then, it was already a miracle that she could come back alive. It's the rare exception for people to go out and return safe and sound in full numbers like Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan used to."

You should just consider Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Yin Mengmeng already dead.

Think about it again, hey, that girl isn't dead yet, doesn't your heart feel much more at ease?"

"That girl is a lively soul; I'm afraid she really won't be able to hold on staying in that place all by herself."

"The children have their own calculations and arrangements. If you, as an adult, keep a long Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, it will only put pressure on them."

Liu Yi took a deep breath, her expression returned to normal, and she revealed a smile: "You are right to lecture me; I was the one who was obsessed."

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei: "Anyway, it's only a matter of these few years. Before the night road is finished and the lantern is blown out, this matter will inevitably have a conclusion."

The version of the story from Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Zhuangzhuang's side hadn't been sorted out yet, and Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei didn't know the details of the previous wave, but she still concluded that the matter of Yin Meng would not drag on for too long—at the very least, it wouldn't wait until Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan successfully walked the river and became the Long Wang.

A common Long Wang might not give that old thing Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, but Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan is different.

That old thing is nothing more than relying on the fact that he has lived a long time, but he can't withstand the fact that this generation's Long Wang is truly young.

Once Xiao Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Yuan becomes the Long Wang, if he sits at the entrance of Fengdou and just wears them down, it's hard to say who will wear whom to death!

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei: "By the way, where is Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng?"

Liu Yi: "A Li just called him to go work in the fields; A Li also feels sorry for his own apprentice."

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei rubbed her forehead: "Fine, I persuaded you but forgot to warn that blockhead in advance; it's likely he went specifically to comfort others."

At this moment, Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You walked out of the living room carrying a basin and a cloth; he had just wiped down all the coffins to make it convenient for everyone to sleep at night.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei looked up and looked at Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You.

Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Shu You nodded very respectfully to Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei and gave a "hehe" laugh.

Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei: "See that? Even A You didn't go around comforting Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Runsheng; he must have been notified in advance."

East Room.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan walked into the inner room and saw A Li, dressed in a white dress, sitting by the bed.

Her headpiece had been meticulously decorated, meaning she knew he was coming back today, yet she deliberately hid in the room and didn't come out.

When the boy walked in, the girl looked up, glanced at him, then lowered her head again, her hands hidden in the folds of her skirt clenching tighter.

It was as if she were afraid.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan knew clearly that the girl wasn't afraid of him, but afraid of him knowing.

"A Li, I'm back."

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan stood to the girl's left, reached out his hand, and said: "Let's go, let's go to the balcony to chat; my experiences this wave were quite spectacular."

The girl nodded, stood up, and handed her right hand to the boy.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, however, quickly grabbed the girl's left hand.

The girl's body trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to pull back her left hand.

The boy held on without letting go; the girl raised her eyes, glanced at the boy, then lowered her head again, no longer struggling violently.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan held the girl's wrist with his left hand and used his right hand to pry open the girl's fingers one by one; his movements were very gentle, but his attitude was firm.

The girl's palm was spread open, and on it was a glaring wound made by a carving knife.

The wound was long and deep, and this was even after it had been treated.

The left hand should have been bandaged, but knowing he was coming back, she was afraid of him seeing it, so she had removed the bandage without authorization.

A scene appeared in Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's mind:

In his room on the second floor, A Li was sitting in the chair behind the desk, carving something, when suddenly, her expression froze; she sliced her palm open with the carving knife, tilted her head back to vent, and the fresh blood overflowing from her palm swept across the ceiling like a blood chain.

This scene was just Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's initial mental reconstruction; he knew that the situation at the time must have been even more extreme, because...

"You sensed that I died, right?"

A Li bit her lower lip, and after a while, she nodded slowly, like a child who had done something wrong.

Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan had once grabbed incense and self-harmed, and after she discovered it, she was very angry; this time, it was her turn to do the same thing and be discovered.

However, Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan was not angry at all; he even smiled and gently stroked the wound on the girl's palm, saying with a smile:

"A Li, seeing you do this makes me very happy.

If you feel that if I were to die, you wouldn't want to continue living in this world that makes you feel afraid, you could also follow me in death."

A Li looked up at the boy, surprise in her eyes; she hadn't expected the boy to say this.

"But, you know, I'm actually not that easy to kill. Things like this time might happen many more times in the future, and the intervals will only be longer than this time.

Because there are many people targeting me, including the sky above our heads.

When I come back to life, I want to see you the moment I get home. If I didn't die, but you died first, what should I do?

They can't kill me. Those guys who want to kill me, I will kill them one by one.

You have to have confidence in me. No matter what you sense in the future, even if Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin tells you himself that I died.

You must not believe him, because that is my plan, and this plan cannot be known by a second person, including Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Wenbin.

You have to be well, wait for me to come back, just like before, pretty and beautiful, waiting for me to come back.

Look at you now, this hand is injured, it doesn't look good anymore."

The girl hurriedly pulled out her left hand and covered it so the boy couldn't see.

"Where is the medicine? I'll re-bandage it for you. Liu Yi's medicine definitely won't leave a scar.

Zhao Yi also has good medicine for removing scars; I'll ask him for some later to keep on hand.

I didn't see him when I came down just now; I don't know where he ran off to be happy and carefree this time."

Deep in Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's consciousness.

The main body held a carving knife, standing in the basement, looking at the crowd of completed statues in front of him—to be precise, staring at the statue of A Li.

The statue wore a white shirt on the upper body, a horse-Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face skirt on the lower body, and a wooden hairpin in her hair; she was dignified and graceful.

This was the outfit Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan liked most in his memories, and A Li also knew Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan liked it very much, so for a period of time, she wore it frequently.

The main body had replicated it.

That time, the main body had briefly controlled Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan's body, and at the time, he had an obsession: he wanted to test A Li's strength.

The main body was not like Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Li Zhuiyuan, who treated the girl as an object needing his protection; in the main body's eyes, there was only clear value that could be grasped.

Now, the main body had obtained the answer, and this answer surprised the main body greatly; it could be said that it far exceeded his original estimate:

"Using chess as a painting to enter the game, the scenery of mountains and rivers and the myriad weather all enter my eyes, accumulating the Qi of the Liu family;

Using the dreamscape as a board, evil spirits and ghosts, intimidation and curses, temper my soul, and hone the dragon of the Qin family.

Heart demon, oh heart demon, although you shoulder the gates of two families,

But Qin Li...

Is the true master of the inheritance of the Qin and Liu families!"

(End of chapter)