Chapter 323

A Ping went to cook.

Lin Shu went to help.

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the well cover with paper and pen, writing and drawing.

With the one surnamed Li here, Zhao Yi was too lazy to use his brain, curled up in the wheelchair, and squinted to bask in the sun.

In the kitchen, the laughter of A Ping and Lin Shu came from time to time.

Actually, after more contact, it was not strange that A You hadn't noticed A Ping's mentality until now.

Many people become like old children after they get old.

At A Ping's age, being willing to laugh and talk with young people, coupled with her exquisite and capable dress, easily makes people feel that she is compatible downward and has wisdom.

The meal was ready, home-cooked dishes, not very rich, but with color, fragrance, and taste, and more rice was steamed.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down beside, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat.

Zhao Yi tilted his body toward the youth and asked: "Everything is designed, right."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Designed what?"

Zhao Yi: "I saw you sitting there just now, writing as if you had divine help. For you, it shouldn't be difficult."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Before comprehensively and systematically getting the Jin family's method of suppressing the black dragon skin, there is no way to do advance design."

Zhao Yi: "I don't believe it."

This job was indeed very difficult, but Zhao Yi felt he could also be competent, so he didn't believe the youth had no way.

Li Zhuiyuan: "If it's just taking away the dragon skin and the remnant spirit, then it's indeed not difficult."

Zhao Yi: "Then it's still a bit difficult, take it easy, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

Li Zhuiyuan finished the rice in the bowl, scooped half a bowl of soup for himself, picked it up, and drank it slowly.

Zhao Yi ate little and was the earliest to put down his chopsticks. At this moment, his hands were folded on his abdomen, and the whole person looked a bit gloomy.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, thank you for your hard work, think carefully, this family is not easy."

Li Zhuiyuan was noncommittal.

Immediately, Zhao Yi seemed to think of something and asked: "Then what were you doing sitting on the well cover just now?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Drawing."

Zhao Yi spread his hands: "Alright."

A Ping helped Lin Shu add a full bowl of rice, and then brought out a wooden tray from the kitchen, on which were a bowl of medicine and a bowl of porridge.

There were two chopsticks of small dishes from noon on the porridge, the amount was very small, just to taste the flavor.

Holding the tray in her left hand, after entering the hall, she carried a wooden bucket in her right hand, with half a bucket of water in the bucket, and two towels hanging on the side of the bucket.

Lin Shu finished the rice and dishes on the table, put down his chopsticks after eating, stretched, and said with satisfaction:

"Ah... so full."

Zhao Yi: "Go, wash the dishes."

"Alright."

Lin Shu collected the bowls and chopsticks and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

After sitting in the courtyard for a while, Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked into the room with a stack of paper.

The old man had already recovered.

After A Ping fed the old man food and medicine, she wiped the old man's body and was now tidying up the bed.

While doing these, A Ping had a smile on her face.

She had to make crispy candy, sell it, buy groceries, clean the house and courtyard, and take care of the old man every day.

She didn't feel that her life was bitter; she was very happy.

When she was a child, because she loved to eat osmanthus crispy candy, Jin Xingshan made it for her himself; the habit of bedwetting lasted for a long time, and Jin Xingshan always helped her clean, change bed sheets, and wash quilts with a smile.

In her mind, there were not many miscellaneous thoughts, she just felt that Jin Xingshan treated her like this before, and she treated him like this now, which was a matter of course, even if her age was already very old.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the bedside, the old man's eyes were open, looking at the youth.

After A Ping left the bedroom, the old man sat up, supported by the threads.

The youth placed the paintings in front of the old man, and the old man flipped through them one by one with trembling hands.

There were Liu Jinxia, Li Juxiang, and Li Cuicui. In addition to the front portraits of the characters, they were also matched with some scenes.

For example, Li Juxiang sitting on the dam picking vegetables, for example, Cuicui turning in circles happily on the field path, for example, Liu Jinxia sitting with three other old ladies playing long cards.

Li Zhuiyuan deliberately highlighted Liu Jinxia's personality at the card table. She was a strong one. Except for when she was with Liu Yumei, she was the gentle Sister Xia Hou sister, but when she was with others, she was imposing.

The painting deliberately depicted the scene of Liu Jinxia standing on tiptoe, leaning her body toward Flower Granny, pointing at the cards in front of Flower Granny to help her recalculate the points.

Flower Granny couldn't take it, feeling that she couldn't have calculated wrong, sitting there supporting her waist, glaring back at Liu Jinxia angrily.

"Hehehe... hehehe... hehehe..."

Laughter came from the strings.

No matter how big the children are, in the eyes of their parents, they are all little children.

Although Liu Jinxia in the painting was already a grandmother, in Jin Xingshan's eyes, she was just a child who was serious about playing games with her little friends.

The next painting made the old man stunned.

The scene in the painting should be in a room, Liu Jinxia sitting behind a table, her expression solemn; on the table were a compass, calculation books, and talisman paper, and various magic pattern banners were hanging behind her.

Ordinary people are often extremely curious about the talk of ghosts and gods, but once they are in the mysterious sect and taste the consequences of taboos, they will realize how terrifying it is inside.

The old man didn't want his daughter to walk this path either.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Doing this makes money fast, high income, don't worry, she can't even be considered to have entered the door, even if she tells fortunes and treats illnesses for people, she will repeatedly tell guests to continue to go to the hospital and continue to take medicine."

The old man nodded.

Flipped to the last one.

The scene in the painting should be in the kitchen of a rural bungalow. A little boy was lying on the door panel, and Liu Jinxia was sitting beside the little boy with a brush, drawing talismans while chanting spells.

A thread was tied to the youth's body, and the other end was tied to Li Juxiang, while Li Juxiang was rolling on the ground in pain.

The old man was silent for a long time.

He didn't ask if the little boy in the painting was the youth in front of him, but his eyes were red and he said:

"The soul lingers!"

Relying on a hard fate to transfer evil spirits, this could be considered the trump card of the Liu Jinxia mother and daughter.

Normal guests, unless they offered a price that couldn't be refused, the mother and daughter wouldn't do it.

Back then, Liu Jinxia used this method to help Li Zhuiyuan transfer evil spirits, which was because of the face of Li Weihan who had taken care of their mother and daughter.

This kind of hard fate indeed came from ancestral inheritance; the fate of the Jin family was special; but besides that, this "inheritance" was also mixed with the curse from the black dragon.

Jin Xingshan thought that by sending his daughter away, he could protect her safety. His idea was actually not wrong, and it was indeed realized.

But the black dragon's curse was not so easy to escape, especially after this black dragon skin gave birth to a remnant spirit, it was full of hatred for the Jin family.

Accompanied by Jin Xingshan's increasingly powerless suppression, it became more and more solid, and the revenge became heavier and heavier.

This was also why, in the same hard fate, there was a clear progression between Liu Jinxia, Li Juxiang, and Cuicui.

Li Zhuiyuan said: "Tell me completely the method of how your Jin family suppresses this black dragon skin, and I will solve this matter completely."

The old man had always had a defensive heart toward Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi, especially when Li Zhuiyuan involved the topic with his descendants, the old man instinctively began to play dumb.

Similar things in the rivers and lakes were simply too many. Sometimes a family, because of the characteristics of their own bloodline or fate, was suppressed and targeted, and finally the whole family, including future descendants, became tools, which was also not uncommon.

However, after the youth showed him these paintings, the old man's last bit of doubt was also dispelled.

He now completely believed that the youth had old ties with his daughter's family.

Old man: "There are no book records anymore. There were originally, but they were all destroyed by me personally."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You just need to narrate orally."

Old man: "Then I will try to speak slowly, if there are places you don't understand, you can..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Please try to speak as fast as possible."

Old man: "Uh... good."

Next, the old man began to narrate the method and history of the Jin family's suppression of the black dragon skin.

Consistent with Li Zhuiyuan's previous guess, the Jin family had a special fate. It could be said that they were born to eat this bowl of rice of the mysterious sect.

Back then, Zhao Wuyang might have also taken a fancy to this point of the Jin family's ancestors.

And the Jin family's suppression of the black dragon skin in history was to use their own fate as a medium to forcibly neutralize the resentment remaining on the black dragon skin.

This method was very tiring, very hard, and even more painful. The Jin family had been insisting on it until the Zhao family took away Zhao Wuyang's skull under the Lock River Tower. After losing the protection, the Jin family continued to suppress the black dragon skin in this way, and their fate began to be polluted by the black dragon.

A dragon is itself a very special existence. So many legends about dragons turning into dragons are actually explaining the awkwardness of its existence at this stage.

In physiognomy and fate, all descriptions related to "dragon" have meanings of incompleteness or hidden dangers.

Li Zhuiyuan listened while writing and drawing on the paper with a pen. This time it was not just simple drawing, but began to carry out design.

While writing, the pen in the youth's hand paused slightly.

He discovered a problem.

That was in the early days, the Jin family used their own fate to cooperate with professional means, indeed wearing down the resentment of the dragon skin, but later, because of the changes caused by the Zhao family, and the Jin family's fate being polluted by the black dragon...

This kind of suppression actually turned into a kind of "sacrificial feeding."

It could be said that the reason why the black dragon skin could give birth to a remnant spirit, the Jin family's urging "contributed significantly."

This was a very cruel truth.

Jin Xingshan should be in the game, and since his grandfather's generation and father's generation had all come down like this, he wouldn't notice anything unusual.

When Li Zhuiyuan first entered the courtyard and "greeted" the black dragon remnant spirit under the well, he had doubts in his heart.

If there was a powerful existence in the room, even if he didn't tie a rope, he could make this remnant spirit behave.

But Jin Xingshan in the room was already like this. If this black dragon remnant spirit wanted to run, he would actually be powerless to block it.

This meant that the relationship between the Jin family and the black dragon skin had changed from the early unilateral suppressor to a feeder.

Admittedly, objectively, this was also a kind of "suppression method," like cutting meat to feed a tiger, letting the black dragon remnant spirit continue to stay here, so it wouldn't harm ordinary people.

But the black dragon remnant spirit was also thinking about its own future. Seeing that Jin Xingshan was about to run out of oil and lamp, it had to take the initiative to find new Jin family members.

Liu Jinxia, Li Juxiang, and Cuicui were the future feeders that the remnant spirit had prepared for itself long ago.

Old man: "I've finished speaking, is there anywhere else you need me..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Alright, I understand."

Old man: "I..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Leave the rest to me."

The old man was still unable to adapt to this way of communication with the youth.

He was willing to pass on the Jin family's learning to the youth without reservation, but many key points that he himself found difficult to understand, wanting to do some divergence and in-depth explanation, were all required by the youth to be skipped directly.

There was a feeling that the Jin family's family learning was nothing in the youth's eyes.

But although the youth's attitude was cold, he was very polite to himself, so the old man didn't feel that the youth was deliberately mocking the Jin family's unique learning.

Old man: "How long are you going to prepare... what do you plan to do?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "In the afternoon, try to get everything done before dusk."

Old man: "..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Since it treats your Jin family as..."

The youth paused and changed the way:

"Since the laws and essence have been discovered, I plan to use the most direct method to solve it."

Old man: "Do not... be impulsive."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Helping you is what I should do, and this is also one of the things I want to do in Jiujiang this time; but helping your daughter is what I am willing to do. For them, I must strangle all hidden dangers."

"You also saw that in that painting, your daughter and granddaughter once helped me."

Old man: "This is her... great blessing, Heaven has not treated my Jin family thinly."

Suddenly, the old man seemed to think of something, and he said in shock:

"You mean, she, and her children, have also been..."

Li Zhuiyuan interrupted the old man's words: "I will solve it, very soon."

The previous suspicion disappeared at this moment, and the old man used the threads to pull his neck, letting him nod as hard as he could.

Because he knew he was already powerless. If his daughter and her descendants still hadn't escaped the entanglement with the black dragon, the only one who could help them lift the disaster was the youth in front of him. He must believe, believe that the youth would definitely succeed.

Li Zhuiyuan changed the topic and asked:

"Do you want to see her, or, see them."

A rich expectation instantly appeared in the old man's eyes. How could he not want to see them? For his daughter, he even went against his ancestral teachings. It could be said that for so many years, he had been suffering from the pain of longing almost every moment.

Fortunately, he had an adopted daughter, and he placed all his love for his biological daughter on A Ping.

Love is mutual, and A Ping also discovered that the old man had been looking at things and thinking of people, and perhaps she also sensed that the old man's physical condition was getting worse and worse, so she secretly copied the painting hanging on the top of the old man's bed and posted it on the missing person notice board.

Normally, her hand-drawn version with no specific information, not even contact information or address, would never get a response, but it was seen by Li Zhuiyuan who was playing under the Lock River Tower in the morning.

Of course, this kind of "playing" was not aimless from the beginning, and could even be said to be driven by utilitarianism.

Just like Zhao Yi could bump into that fugitive even when eating morning wine last night, Li Zhuiyuan's promise to go downstairs to visit scenic spots this morning was also thinking of being proactive and catching this canal water.

Although everything has its own Heaven's will, if you just stay at home, it undoubtedly increases the difficulty of Heaven's will descending upon you.

Old man: "Better not see them."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I said, I will solve the matter here well."

Old man: "She is already so old, she has a granddaughter, no need to let her know she was adopted."

Li Zhuiyuan: "She already knows."

All this was the fault of that uncle of Liu Jinxia who only wanted to be happy with his mouth before he died.

Old man: "Then she has no interest in coming so far to see me, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "When people get old, they are indeed more open-minded, but if there is a chance, I think she also wants to come and see you."

Old man: "I..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Even if you took the initiative to let her be abducted, but no matter what, standing from the perspective of a father, you are very qualified."

Old man: "Really... can I?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I can arrange it."

Old man: "Thank you... thank you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Later, I still have to carry you to the courtyard once."

Old man: "I will cooperate with everything, no matter what you let me do, even if it is this life of mine that is already worthless."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Not to that extent, even if you are dying now, I have a way to let you hold on for a few more days, until you see her before you die."

Old man: "So good..."

Li Zhuiyuan walked toward the outside of the bedroom.

Old man: "May I dare to ask... your Excellency's identity?"

Li Zhuiyuan lifted the curtain, and when he went out, he answered: "Her neighbor."

Zhao Yi once again struggled to push his wheelchair into the hall.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan come out, he immediately asked:

"How is it?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "It can be solved very quickly, it involves fate."

Zhao Yi: "Fate, solved very quickly... the one surnamed Li, are you planning to use your own fate to counter the black dragon?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Isn't this the best way to solve the remnant spirit?"

Zhao Yi: "But this method, if you are not careful, will cause damage to your mental consciousness. Wouldn't it be too risky for you to do this?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "When sewing skin for you, I also have to use this method."

Zhao Yi: "That's good, you can try your hand first this time, so that next time when you sew dragon skin for me, you can be more at ease."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Besides, doing this can also clean up the resentment remaining in the dragon skin, saving the trouble of processing it after peeling it off."

Zhao Yi: "Why does it sound like washing large intestines?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "The principle is similar."

Zhao Yi: "I like to eat it with a bit of original flavor. If it's washed too clean, it doesn't have that flavor."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi: "You don't think I would be affected by the resentment of that thing, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Good."

Zhao Yi: "Thank you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You are idle anyway, help me contact Tan Wenbin and let him think of a way to arrange for Liu Jinxia's family to come here and meet Jin Xingshan."

Zhao Yi: "No need to trouble Deputy Tan."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can handle it?"

Zhao Yi: "Leave it to me."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. Zhao Yi had a very strong compensatory psychology toward the Jin family.

Earlier, Jin Xingshan mistook himself for Liu Jinxia's grandson, and Zhao Yi accepted this "grandmother" without hesitation.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Old Tian's matter, I think it's unlikely to succeed."

Zhao Yi: "Whether Old Tian succeeds or not, it doesn't affect me going back to recognize her as a godmother. My Zhao family has committed so many sins, this one surnamed Zhao deserves to be a grandson to others."

In the bedroom.

Jin Xingshan was still continuing to look at those paintings. This was the first time in so many years that he knew his daughter's situation.

He especially liked the painting of playing cards, and for this, he rubbed his fingertips on it for a long time.

But just at this moment, the painting seemed to be lit, and a piece of smoked yellow appeared.

The old man was stunned, a bit at a loss, but fortunately, this smoked yellow did not spread and did not affect the area of his daughter, just completely covering an "old lady" who was playing cards at the same table.

Jin Xingshan's mouth opened, fear appeared in his eyes, and then the fear layered, gradually evolving into a kind of awe.

He probably guessed the identity of that youth.

The preparation work was very simple, just needing an offering table.

When Lin Shu went to prepare, he was seen by A Ping, who arranged the offering table very skillfully. ===== CHAPTER 324 =====