Chapter 411

"Uncle Sanjiang, I heard you bought a house in the city for your Little Yuan Hou."

"What, who said that?"

"I just heard someone say it, and it's bought in the city center, very close to South Street; you are really good to your Little Yuan Hou."

"Sigh, it's just a house, what's the big deal."

"It wasn't cheap, right?"

"It was okay; the money for one set is enough to build two small buildings in our village."

"It's really frighteningly expensive."

"That's for sure. Let me tell you, I wouldn't be used to living in that kind of cage-like house even if you invited me to; it's not as comfortable as living in our village. If it weren't for saving it for the kid's marriage in the future, I wouldn't spend that unjust money."

"Little Yuan Hou is still young, isn't it a bit too early for a wedding house?"

"Buy it first and put it there; someone rented it the day I bought it, so it's not a loss. When the kid grows up in the future, it's not certain he'll stay in Nantong; anyway, wherever the kid works in the future, we'll just buy him another one there."

"Heavens, that will still take a lot of money, right?"

"What's money compared to anything else? Aren't we elders born to be laborers for the kids?"

In the past, if Li Weihan said this in front of Li Sanjiang, he would have been sprayed with spit by Li Sanjiang.

Li Sanjiang himself didn't expect that one day, he would be able to say such words so smoothly and enjoyably.

At this time, another villager passed by, heard the chat here, and leaned over to ask:

"Uncle Sanjiang, I heard you bought a house?"

"Jin Ling? Listen to who talking nonsense, I haven't bought a house in Jin Ling yet!"

After walking around the village and coming back, Li Sanjiang walked on the path, his right hand behind his back, his left hand holding a cigarette, like a town mayor on an unannounced inspection.

"Grandpa Li."

Two shouts came from behind; Li Sanjiang looked back and saw Zhou Yunyun and Chen Lin.

National Day holiday, school was on break.

The two girls were carrying things, all for Li Sanjiang.

"Oh my, just come, why bring things? We have everything at home, and you still go outside to buy them, letting outsiders earn money for nothing."

He said what he said, but Li Sanjiang still happily took the two bags; on top were some regular food, and below were cigarettes and alcohol. He took a glance, roughly estimated the price, and thought about making it up in the red envelope when the two girls left.

On the dam, Liu Liu Yumei was playing cards.

Seeing Zhou Yunyun, Liu Liu Yumei nodded; seeing Chen Lin, Liu Liu Yumei smiled and gestured for Chen Lin to come over:

"Grandma is tired, drink some tea and rest; you help Grandma play a few rounds."

"Okay, Grandma Liu."

Liu Liu Yumei left her seat, Chen Lin sat down, and began to touch the long cards.

Auntie Liu came out of the kitchen with snacks and handed them to Zhou Yunyun, then she walked to the back room and shouted:

"Yunyun and Linlin are here!"

A gopher drilled out of the ground and hit a rice stubble.

Before long, Tan Tan Wenbin and Lin Shu You walked out.

Both of them were shirtless, sweating.

Liu Jinxia reached out, bumped Chen Lin, and signaled her to look back.

Chen Lin looked back, then immediately turned her head back, pursed her lips, and blushed.

Lin Shu You scratched his head awkwardly; he thought they hadn't arrived home yet, so there was time to take a shower and change clothes.

Zhou Yunyun picked up a piece of pastry, sent it into Tan Tan Wenbin's mouth, and asked:

"Farming in the back?"

"Yeah, anyway, it's idle at home. Come, wife, do you want to touch my abs?"

"Pah, no proper shape. Go to the well and take a shower, I'll wipe you."

Tan Tan Wenbin and Lin Shu You had been practicing in the dojo for the past few days; Brother Little Yuan wasn't inside, but he had flipped the "Wordless Book" to the first page and placed it face down on the platform in the center of the dojo.

It was equivalent to letting the "Evil Book" control the mechanism changes in the dojo to act as their sparring partner.

In terms of intensity and variety, it was indeed much weaker than the crash course Brother Little Yuan had opened for them, but as they practiced, they could have a completely different realization.

It focused more on decisive killing, simplifying everything, making people very satisfied.

It was just that their partners had arrived, otherwise the two of them really wouldn't be willing to come out.

This wasn't it, Lu Runsheng, whose partner hadn't arrived, was still inside holding a Yellow River shovel and "killing" away.

Li Li Zhuiyuan wasn't at home; today he brought A Li to the fish pond contracted by his great-grandfather, which had always been managed by Xiong Shan.

The fish pond was very large, and you could put a boat on it to drift.

Li Li Zhuiyuan lay on the boat, looking at the blue sky above his head.

A Li sat beside him, peeling melon seeds.

The fish school below was too dense, not suitable for fishing; catching one every time you cast was boring.

Under the boat, three water ripples kept flowing, as if big guys were swimming below.

Li Li Zhuiyuan, lying on the boat, had been listening to their movements under the water.

After a while, the boy sat up and shook his head.

By the side of the boat, three heads poked out; it was the Ceng Sun Generals.

Li Li Zhuiyuan was conducting an experiment, wanting to let the Ceng Sun Generals achieve the flexibility of the undead under the Goguryeo tomb.

Li Li Zhuiyuan had let A Li carefully check the armor fragments of the undead.

Even A Li couldn't see anything special about these fragments.

Therefore, logically speaking, using blood porcelain as raw material, Feng Mount Lushan's tendons as connections, talisman armor crafted by A Li herself, and finally combined with the divine soul descent of the Ceng Sun Generals, it shouldn't be inferior to the undead attached to ordinary armor materials.

Li Li Zhuiyuan spread his hands, and the Ceng Sun Generals under the water dispersed into metallic-colored cards, flying back into the boy's palms.

The boy's eyes focused, and he swung his hands hard towards the water surface.

The talisman armor was released again.

It's just that this time, Li Li Zhuiyuan didn't ignore them after sacrificing them like before, only treating the Ceng Sun Generals as his personal bodyguards, but pinched his fingertips, using the Nuo drama puppet technique as a guide and feng shui weather as an aid; the former increased control details, and the latter eliminated environmental obstacles.

The images of the Ceng Sun Generals reappeared in mid-air and then fell into the water.

No splashes, no sound, as if they melted and seeped down directly.

The boy continued to control them to swim under the water, and there wasn't the slightest ripple on the water surface.

Li Li Zhuiyuan nodded; then it could only be like this.

The explanation Ye Dui gave him back then was that he found Xue Liangliang through Luo Gong to seek the protection of a noble person by borrowing Xue Liangliang's fate, to help himself escape danger.

But this danger was actually created by Ye Dui himself.

The undead that he kept tracking but could never catch were actually under Ye Dui's own control; he was chasing himself.

As for that masked person, taking out the token to express willingness to surrender, only to be killed by the token and perish...

This contradiction, according to the later examples of the "Evil Book," could be explained as "it" making micro-adjustments to the script based on its observation of himself after meeting him.

It was the screenwriter, in order to achieve his own plot purpose, having to distort the rationality of the supporting character's behavior logic.

Therefore, the original masked person would have surrendered and become a more direct bait.

But "it" suddenly felt that this hook was too simple, fearing it would arouse his suspicion, so it simply came up itself and set the bait itself.

Li Li Zhuiyuan spread his hands again, and the Ceng Sun Generals under the water returned to cards and fell back into the boy's palms.

A Li handed the peeled melon seeds to the boy; because the boy's hands were wet and the fishy smell in the fish pond was very heavy, A Li fed them to the boy.

The melon seeds were fragrant and crispy, and there was the temperature left by the girl holding them, very fragrant.

Li Li Zhuiyuan lay down again and looked at his side.

A Li lay down too.

The boy held the girl's hand, the girl understood, and closed her eyes with the boy.

Deep in A Li's consciousness.

On the offering table in the bungalow, rows of cracked spirit tablets.

Outside, the weather was fine, a beautiful pastoral scenery.

The two sat down by the threshold, and Li Li Zhuiyuan began to tell A Li about Ye Dui, as well as his own suspicions and deductions.

The "Evil Book" should have already been suppressed or even swapped by "it."

The prison of the "Wordless Book" probably couldn't trap "it" either.

Letting the "Evil Book" be a sparring partner for Tan Tan Wenbin and the others was actually testing its bottom line, or what you might call its sensitivity coefficient.

Judging from the feedback from Tan Tan Wenbin and the others, "it" was still proud in its bones, still viewing itself as a screenwriter, and everyone, including himself, were just chess pieces on its chessboard.

This mindset is really good, meaning that next, as long as the "script" is reasonable, it won't easily tear it up.

However, the concepts of the first round, second round, and third round that Li Li Zhuiyuan originally envisioned were overturned by the boy himself.

After careful consideration, rather than taking risks time and time again to grab benefits bit by bit, it's better to just do it all at once and make a big move in the first round.

It will be suspicious, puzzled, and speculative, but because there is no next round, it has no way to verify, and will most likely not turn against him.

After finishing the story, A Li nodded.

The two opened their eyes again.

The boy raised his hand, and the Black Jiao spirit flew out, dancing around the boy's right hand.

Now, when Uncle Qin's qi gate opens, a fierce jiao surrounds his whole body.

In terms of level, the fierce jiao is much higher than the jiao spirit in his own hands, but in terms of development potential, his own jiao spirit is much stronger.

"Give you a chance, help you improve your status, let you become a fierce jiao, are you willing?"

Hearing this, the jiao spirit wrapped its lower body around the boy's wrist, stood up its upper body, opened its mouth, and let out a silent roar.

It is willing!

Refining a jiao can be considered a very high-spec evil technique.

It requires an existence with a higher status than a fierce jiao to perform the adaptation.

To put it bluntly, it's harvesting its status for supplementation, tearing down the east wall to build the west wall.

The operation difficulty isn't high; what's difficult is how to persuade that existence with a high status to make a selfless contribution to your jiao-refining career.

Fortunately, there is one by his side now.

Li Li Zhuiyuan stood up and poled the boat back to the shore.

When he got home, it was just time for lunch.

Liu Liu Yumei's morning session had also ended; the old sisters had to go home to eat and would come back in the afternoon.

According to custom, count the wins and losses before the end of the session.

Liu Liu Yumei took a glance; Chen Lin lost on her behalf, losing the most to Wang Lian, Auntie Hua second, and Liu Jinxia the least.

After lunch, Tan Tan Wenbin drove the small pickup truck, carrying A You, Zhou Yunyun, and Chen Lin to the city to find Brother Liang and Sister-in-law Liang to play.

After Lu Runsheng finished eating, he originally wanted to return to the dojo to continue chopping wooden men, but A Li came to him and looked at him.

Lu Runsheng pointed to his own face.

A Li nodded and turned to walk out.

Although puzzled, Lu Runsheng still stood up and followed A Li down the dam.

When passing the wall hanging with hoes and other farm tools, A Li stopped.

Lu Runsheng understood and picked up a hoe.

Li Li Zhuiyuan took the "Wordless Book" out of the dojo, went to the second floor, and sat on the rattan chair.