Chapter 81

On the bus, Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to the side, looking at the street scene outside the car window, and himself reflected in the car window.

The woman who appeared in General Temple was Ran Qiuping.

But the dead-fall under the general statue was not Qiu Minmin.

Qiu Minmin had already been beaten by himself and the others until she was almost on the verge of collapse. No matter what method the existence controlling her used, it was impossible to restore her in such a short time.

What role did the two fellow corpse-salvagers in the temple play in it? From the perspective of behavioral logic, that young man seemed to be deliberately avoiding his master, so he was very likely the person standing behind helping Ran Qiuping.

Even, just like Sun Hongxia was brainwashed by Ran Qiuping, Ran Qiuping might also have been brainwashed by someone else into becoming a chess piece.

The thread of the event was suddenly expanded and lengthened.

Li Zhuiyuan was very satisfied with this development. The more people involved, the more complex the matter, the more interesting it was to handle. Only when the stacked building blocks were pushed over did it bring pleasure.

Arriving at the station and getting off the bus, he wasn't in a hurry to return to the dormitory. Since Lu Yi didn't take money, he at least had to treat him to a meal.

Because it was the afternoon, it was still early for dinner, and there were no guests in the Old Sichuan shop.

Chose a table to sit down, ordered a few dishes, and asked for a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup.

The dishes were served quickly. Li Zhuiyuan ate half a bowl of rice with the dishes, and then focused on drinking the soup.

Lu Yi ate very happily; Sichuan cuisine went well with rice, and boys of this age were at the age of eating heartily.

After eating and walking out of the restaurant, Lu Yi said while wiping his mouth with a tissue: "Brother Shentong, next time there's something, just call me directly, no need to treat me to a meal again, it's too polite."

"Alright."

Li Zhuiyuan let Lu Yi return to the dormitory first, while he himself came to the school infirmary.

The infirmary was two three-story small buildings, one inside the school and one outside the school. Nominally, it was the school infirmary and was also open to the outside community.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Yin Meng standing at the corner of the wall, guarding several bags of food and meals bought from outside, with incense sticks inserted in them. She was waiting for the incense to burn out.

It wasn't a single-person ward, so for Runsheng, eating was relatively inconvenient.

Didn't go to call Yin Meng, Li Zhuiyuan walked upstairs himself.

Relying on distinguishing the snoring sound, the young man found the ward, stood at the window, and saw Runsheng sleeping on the hospital bed.

Runsheng was recovering very quickly; his face already showed blood color, not as pale as last night.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't go in, but stood with his back to the wall, hands behind his back, left foot raised, bracing against the wall. The sun hadn't set yet, but the evening breeze couldn't hold back and had already started blowing early.

The young man just listened to the snoring inside, blowing in the wind, standing there for a long time.

Until the corner of his eye noticed Yin Meng carrying the food mixed with incense ash walking up the stairs, Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs from the other side of the stairs.

Returning to the dormitory, the dormitory manager's office was still empty.

It was summer vacation now, and there weren't many people in the dormitory building, so the dormitory manager being off-duty wasn't a big deal. It could even be said that Ran Qiuping being on duty earlier was a rarity.

Other dormitory buildings didn't have resident dormitory manager aunties now; at most, they would come to check every few days.

Returning to the dormitory, Li Zhuiyuan's gaze turned to his and Tan Wenbin's luggage.

Because Xue Liangliang drove a truck to deliver it, everyone's tools and equipment were brought very completely.

But this might also have exposed problems. Just like the old man seen at General Temple during the day, sometimes, hiding one's identity would be more favorable for one's actions.

Who said that only those standing in the light could represent the Heavenly Dao?

This was a problem. After this matter, the first thing to solve was the concealment of tools and equipment. After that, the individual posture of the team also needed to be corrected in advance, so that one wouldn't be identified by insiders or ghosts just by walking on the road.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a small flag from the luggage bag. The end of each flag was wrapped with tape, and it could be stuck after tearing it open. He also took out a carpenter's ink marker and a brush with special pigment.

First, he stood with his back against the dormitory door, holding a compass, observing and calculating up and down. After the blueprint was drawn in his mind, the young man began to insert the flags.

On the ceiling, on the walls, on the ground, all inserted.

Then he used the ink marker to pop out patterns, and then used the brush to dot with cinnabar and other raw materials to paint the patterns.

Finally, he placed a stool in a specific position and stood a bronze mirror there, with the mirror facing the dormitory door.

The bronze mirror was given to him by A Li before; it should have been Grandmother Liu's. Using it as the eye of the formation couldn't be more appropriate.

Next, what needed to be changed was these formation flags. When Tan Wenbin had time later, let Binbin buy some other countries' national flags and wrap them on, so that even if outsiders saw them, they wouldn't think it was feudal superstition, just college students showing off their personality in the dormitory.

At this time, the sound of slippers came from outside the corridor. Li Zhuiyuan recognized it; it was Lu Yi.

Lu Yi was knocking on the door, and Li Zhuiyuan deliberately didn't make a sound.

Not long after, Lu Yi opened the dormitory door himself.

He was carrying two hot water bottles. As soon as he entered, he only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and suddenly he couldn't distinguish east, west, north, or south, and even forgot where he was.

And from Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, Lu Yi was spinning in place while carrying two hot water bottles.

The young man adjusted the position of the bronze mirror, and Lu Yi blinked in confusion; he would only think that he had just had a lapse of concentration.

"Hey, what did I come here for?"

Immediately, he thought of it:

"Brother Shentong, I helped you fetch a bottle of water from the water room downstairs, here you go."

"Thank you, Brother."

"Thank what thank, just on the way."

Lu Yi placed the hot water bottle in the corner, then looked at the small flags inserted around and the patterns drawn: "Brother Shentong, what are you doing?"

"There are ghosts in the dormitory."

"Ah! I still have things to do, going back to prepare lessons first."

Lu Yi immediately ran out of the dormitory carrying the other hot water bottle and closed the door.

Actually, his reaction was the normal reaction of a normal person facing strange events; the previous Tan Wenbin was the exception.

Took a washbasin to the washbasin to take a shower, Li Zhuiyuan returned to the dormitory, turned the mirror surface back to face the dormitory door, and then went to bed to prepare to sleep.

Before falling asleep, he began to recall the memory fragments he read when he tried to control Qiu Minmin last night. They were very fragmented, and only static images were not coherent at all.

At that time, he thought it was Qiu Minmin's characteristic; only afterwards did he know that she was a vengeful ghost of another existence.

This meant that the memory fragments he read not only had no practical use, but might also contain misleading information. As a puppet vengeful ghost, she didn't have much self to begin with.

Early the next morning, Li Zhuiyuan had just woken up when he heard the sound of running in the corridor; it was Tan Wenbin.

Hesitated for a moment, Li Zhuiyuan still turned the bronze mirror over, although he knew that Tan Wenbin would clamor to try the quality himself after coming in.

Tan Wenbin opened the dormitory door, one hand holding the case files and the other hand carrying breakfast.

"Eh, Brother Xiaoyuan, is this the access control you set up?"

"Yes."

"Why is there no effect?"

"I turned it off."

"Why turn it off? You should let me try."

"Do serious business first."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Tan Wenbin sat down, and the two ate breakfast while reading the case files separately.

"It was my father who helped me find the connection. Hey, you really shouldn't say, my father really has connections."

"Remember you said that your father was transferred to the township police station later."

"Hmm, it is said that he made a mistake."

"What mistake?"

"A son does not speak of his father's faults."

"Didn't dare to ask?"

"You haven't experienced how vigorous my father was when he used his belt to whip people before. When I was a child, I watched Bruce Lee's movies. When Bruce Lee played with nunchucks, the one I substituted was my daddy."

"Look at the data."

Li Zhuiyuan exchanged the half in his hand with Tan Wenbin.

Just as Tan Wenbin finished reading a witness's identity information and ate two steamed buns, the young man leaned his back against the chair, his fingertips gently rubbing the tabletop.

"No, Brother, I worked hard for a day and a night to get the case files, and you finished reading them in such a short time?"

"Hmm."

"No wonder my father said before that you should be a criminal policeman."

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes, and the case file data he had just read began to be reorganized in his mind.

Zhao Junfeng insulted and killed Qiu Minmin in the teaching building restroom late at night.

There were three eyewitnesses, one man and two women, named Wu Xinhui, Liu Xinya, and Zhu Hongyu.

These three were originally rehearsing a dance drama with Qiu Minmin in an empty tiered classroom. Halfway through, Qiu Minmin wanted to go to the restroom, and the rehearsal was suspended. But after a long time, she still didn't return. The three went to the restroom together to look for her, but saw Zhao Junfeng rushing out of the restroom in a panic.

After the two girls entered the restroom, they discovered Qiu Minmin who had been insulted and killed.

After the incident, first the school security department and the student union people went to capture Zhao Junfeng. At West Lake, which was the lake Tan Wenbin ran at night on the first night, they discovered Zhao Junfeng's tracks. Zhao Junfeng injured several classmates and escaped from the campus.

After the police intervened, they began to pursue him. Finally, they discovered Zhao Junfeng's tracks near Mount General. The student union was also mobilized to search together. Finally, Zhao Junfeng held a dagger and took Wu Xinhui hostage. In the standoff, he was shot by the police. Wu Xinhui was rescued, and Zhao Junfeng fell into the river after being shot.

The body was only found after three days of salvaging.

This case, because there were three witnesses, and Zhao Junfeng also had obvious resistance, escape, and refusal to arrest behavior, so it was closed very quickly.

Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Is the student union in the university so active?"

Tan Wenbin finished drinking the last mouthful of soy milk and nodded: "It seems so. After school starts, the student union will recruit new members. However, Brother Liang told me not to waste that time."

"Oh?"

"Brother Liang said that the dregs of domestic bureaucratic culture are in the student union.

Besides a few leaders who can get familiar with teachers and leaders to flatter and get some benefits, and at the same time show off their power in front of students below to enjoy the addiction of being an official, ordinary students who join the union can only be called to do odd jobs and move tables and chairs."

"The case file says that Wu Xinhui was the student union president of that session."

"Hmm, I saw this."

"Zhao Junfeng was Qiu Minmin's pursuer. He placed candles downstairs in the girls' dormitory to confess, but was rejected."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, let's put it this way, if you let me look at this case file directly, I think there is no problem with this case. But now that Qiu Minmin has become a dead-fall, and things have developed to this point, I feel that there must be secrets in this case."

"Hmm."

"Then we are going to investigate these three eyewitnesses next? That requires finding Brother Liang. Although Brother Liang hadn't enrolled when the case happened, Brother Liang has extensive connections and can help inquire in the school.

Including the police officer who finally fired the shot, we can also find him to understand the specific situation at that time again."

"No need for this." Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, "We are not here to investigate the case, no need to follow the fixed process."

Immediately, Li Zhuiyuan told Tan Wenbin about his harvest at General Temple yesterday.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, do you mean we should take action against Ran Qiuping directly?"

"Not only Ran Qiuping, but also the two fellow corpse-salvagers in that General Temple."

"Then we can only wait for Runsheng's injury to recover a bit more. According to what you described, Brother Xiaoyuan, Yin Meng and I might not be the old corpse-salvager's opponents."

"However, I don't want to wait too long, I'm afraid of long nights and many dreams." Li Zhuiyuan looked back at the "access control" he had set up, "Can't beat them is one thing, but it's not like asking you to go and fight in the ring openly."

"Aha, right." Tan Wenbin understood Xiaoyuan's meaning, "Then we don't have to worry about not being able to beat them."

At this time, Tan Wenbin's pager rang. He ran out to find a place to return the call, and then ran back quickly:

"Brother Xiaoyuan, Brother Liang said he and Luo Gong will be back tonight, inviting us to eat at Lijing Hotel in the city at seven o'clock. Are we going?"

"Going, it's not like we are taking action tonight, I still have to draw the formation blueprint..."

"But you draw blueprints very quickly."

"And then you still have to memorize them."

"Oh, right, this really takes time, mainly Yin Meng, her brain is too stupid."

"You rest for a while, you didn't sleep all night last night."

"I don't mind."

"You still have to perform well tonight, keep your spirits up. Life, studies, salvaging dead-falls, no need to deliberately abandon any of them, we can be more calm."

"Alright, I understand."

Tan Wenbin knew Xiaoyuan's meaning. Luo Gong currently only accepted Xue Liangliang and Xiaoyuan, and hadn't officially accepted him yet. And being able to get Luo Gong's favor, his studies in the future could also be more relaxed.

At the very least, there wouldn't be an awkward scene where Xiaoyuan and the others followed Luo Gong to other provinces for field research, while he still had to stay at school alone to get busy preparing for the final exam.

Tan Wenbin went to bed to sleep, while Li Zhuiyuan sat at the desk and drew two formation blueprints.

If the ancestors of the Qi family knew that their ancestral imperial tomb secret arts were simplified by him to be used for fighting and brawling, they would probably be so angry they would crawl out of their coffins.

It was just that the shortcomings of this kind of temporarily arranged formation secret art were also very obvious. One was that the duration was short, and the second was that this thing couldn't distinguish between enemy and friend.

This was also the reason why Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng needed to memorize the "orientation" in advance. Otherwise, if they were allowed to have the same negative effects as the enemy when they went down to fight, then what was the point of this formation?

After drawing the blueprint, Li Zhuiyuan began to draw the station formation map. After the station formation map was drawn, in order to facilitate their memory, he wrote the formula again, and also had to pay attention to rhyming.

In this regard, Runsheng's cooperation was actually the highest.

Actually, there was a more direct method, which was to "borrow" that dead-fall under the general statue, but this option was too risky. Before confirming the identity of that dead-fall, Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to borrow this east wind.

If it really triggered any chain problems, the Heavenly Dao would settle it on his head again.

At noon, Tan Wenbin woke up.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, how long did I sleep?"

"A few hours, you can sleep a while longer."

"No need, enough. I also took a few naps last night, not that sleepy." Tan Wenbin got out of bed, "I'll go to the shop to get some food, and check on Sun Hongxia's situation by the way."

"Sun Hongxia can be released."

"Ah? Then will she go to the police station to report us for illegally restricting her personal freedom?"

"Then we can tell the police uncle that she was a thief guarding the house, stole the money in our shop, and made a false countercharge."

"Good reason." Tan Wenbin thought about it carefully and felt it was impeccable.

"She won't call the police. If she were going to call the police, she should have called when she first saw a ghost." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to his forehead, "She only looks normal, but her thinking has already gone wrong."

"Oh, is that so."

"Tell her again that there should be secrets in her son's case."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, you are still kind."

Li Zhuiyuan: "..."

After Tan Wenbin left, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the hot water bottle and poured himself a cup of hot water. While blowing at the cup mouth, he muttered to himself:

"She will go crazy."

After Tan Wenbin entered the shop, he went directly to the basement, opened the door lock, and saw Sun Hongxia who was tied inside. Xiao Hei was also in this room staring at her.

Sun Hongxia looked dead and lifeless. After Tan Wenbin untied her, she numbly went to the restroom. After coming out, she ate and drank water, then knelt by the bed, waiting to continue being tied up and having her mouth blocked.

"You can go."

Sun Hongxia raised her head in disbelief, looking at Tan Wenbin.

"We have investigated, there should be secrets in your son's case." Sun Hongxia was stunned.

The worldview of ordinary people is sometimes very complex, but sometimes very simple. Sun Hongxia initially just stayed at the school with a mentality of seeking redemption. After seeing the ghost shadow of "Qiu Minmin" and hearing Ran Qiuping's narration, she became more determined in her identity as a redeemer.

But in Sun Hongxia's eyes, this group of people who could fight ghosts without losing was obviously different from ordinary people.

Although they detained her, intimidated her, and interrogated her, she believed what they said.

My son's case has secrets?

Then that means my son was wronged?

Sun Hongxia's gaze slowly moved down, falling on the boy's memorial portrait placed on the low stool offering table.

"No, no, no, how is this possible, how is this possible!"

Sun Hongxia screamed, and then hugged her son's memorial portrait in her arms.

Tan Wenbin, who was watching this scene, suddenly realized that his sentence "Brother Xiaoyuan, you are really kind" was said too early.

"My son was wronged, my son was wronged!"

The fanatical redeemer mentality is inherently a very unstable state. The more suppressed she is for a long time, the more she will climb up at all costs when a rope really falls down.

Sun Hongxia hugged the memorial portrait and rushed out of the room. By the time Tan Wenbin chased after her, Sun Hongxia had already run out of the shop. She first ran toward Building Nine, probably to find Ran Qiuping. Soon, she didn't find anyone and ran out again, and then she ran toward other places with disheveled hair.

Tan Wenbin felt a chill down his back. He felt that Sun Hongxia was just a bait casually thrown out by Brother Xiaoyuan.

Closed the shop door, carrying the food, he returned to the dormitory.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, Sun Hongxia ran out, like she went crazy."

"Hmm."

"Do I need to go watch her?"

"No need, let her go." Li Zhuiyuan handed over the things in his hand, "You copy a copy first, then go and send it to Yin Meng. Remember to memorize it on the basis of understanding. When fighting, the opponent won't stupidly only walk in standard squares."

"Alright." Tan Wenbin took it and began to copy.

He sat upright, fully focused. When his father used to watch him do homework with a belt on the side before, it hadn't been this effective.

After copying, Tan Wenbin ran to the infirmary ward, first greeted Runsheng and asked about his recovery, then called Yin Meng out to hand the things to her and gave instructions at the same time.

"Binbin left?"

"Hmm, you take a nap, I'll go out for some air."

"Is it that Xiaoyuan is going to do something?"

"Even if there is something to do, it has to wait until you recover from your injury. Without you, our team can't run."

"In this team, except for Xiaoyuan, no one is indispensable." Runsheng reached out and touched the position of his bandaged wound, "It's my fault. You and Binbin must protect Xiaoyuan well."

"Alright, things have passed. Your task now is to recover well." Seeing that Runsheng had already figured it out, Yin Meng didn't hide it anymore, took out the paper, "I have to memorize so many things, not only memorize but also understand."

Runsheng: "Then hurry up and memorize. Your brain is stupid, you have to hurry."

Yin Meng: "..."

At dusk, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin hailed a taxi at the school gate and headed to the hotel.

In the car, Li Zhuiyuan sat in the back seat, Tan Wenbin sat in the passenger seat. Along the way, Tan Wenbin was repeatedly reciting various hexagram vocabulary, and the driver master looked at him from time to time.

When getting off at the hotel entrance, the driver master asked while collecting money: Young man, which temple is more spiritual? I also want to go worship.

After entering the hotel, Tan Wenbin told the driver's reaction just now to Xiaoyuan as a joke: "Xiaoyuan, you say if I deliberately acted a bit more pretentious in the car just now and gave the driver some pointers, could I have saved the taxi fare?"

"People believed you a little because you didn't give pointers and gave the taxi fare very simply."

"Oh, also."

Although the two came early, they were still the latest to arrive. Luo Gong and the others should have had an administrative meeting in this big hotel.

After entering, Xue Liangliang enthusiastically introduced Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin to the people present.

After Li Zhuiyuan entered, his gaze swept across the audience, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tan Wenbin was immersed in this atmosphere, because everyone present was the school's leaders and teachers.

When Xue Liangliang introduced the principal's secretary Zhu Hongyu, Tan Wenbin just felt that the other party had a temperament and was also slightly familiar.

When introducing their class counselor Liu Xinya, Tan Wenbin felt that this name seemed to have been heard somewhere.

Finally, when introducing Zhu Hongyu's husband, Wu Xinhui, who also worked in the school's logistics department, Tan Wenbin was shocked. He finally remembered,

These three, weren't they the three eyewitnesses in the case files!

Tan Wenbin immediately turned his head to the side, looking at Li Zhuiyuan, and found that Xiaoyuan showed a standard shy smile and returned the salute to all the teachers and leaders present.

Xiaoyuan didn't discover it?

No, his own brain had left traces, how could Xiaoyuan forget.

Luo Gong sat in the main seat, and several school leaders could only sit on the side. During the conversation at the wine table, it could also be seen that everyone was polite and respectful to Luo Gong.

"Zhuiyuan was specially recruited by me from Nantong. I am going to teach him personally. You don't need to worry about his studies. There is a box of his graduation designs in my study, hehe."

Xue Liangliang reminded in a low voice while pouring wine for the teacher: "And Binbin."

"Ah, right, Binbin too."

Luo Gong had an impression of Tan Wenbin. Anyway, there would be quotas for going through the back door in his projects. Giving it to anyone was giving it.

Many times, human favors that seem difficult to obtain are just a word from people around him. He wouldn't not give his two beloved disciples face.

At the wine table, everyone talked happily.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the biggest significance of this game for him was that he could skip classes at will in the future.

Anyway, he had already learned the professional courses in university. As for advanced mathematics, big physics, etc., they were no different from high school knowledge points in his eyes.

Besides that, Li Zhuiyuan also learned from the conversation at the wine table that Zhu Hongyu was the granddaughter of the former principal, and Liu Xinya stayed at the school after graduation. The two of them basically never left the school.

Only Wu Xinhui went to start a business after graduation. A hospital leader at the wine table pretended to be drunk and deliberately called him "Boss Wu" in a yin and yang tone, making Wu Xinhui blush.

It should be that the business failed, and he went through his wife's connections again, recently returning to the school to work.

That is to say, these three people would all be at the school in the near future.

This seemed to be a trigger condition.

Therefore, he and the others just happened to join in when the volcano was about to erupt, and then were splashed and injured by the magma.

Although, the volcano was also beaten back by them, and it didn't feel good either.

Cases can sometimes be very complex, but if every murder victim could "speak," or express their stance in another form, then the police uncle's work would definitely be much easier.

Li Zhuiyuan naturally didn't go to remind or ask them if anything strange had happened around them recently, let alone pretend to mention the case seven years ago inadvertently.

He was just simply drinking drinks at the wine table, performing his current role well.

After the banquet dispersed, Liu Xinya, as the counselor after school started, specifically came to ask about the situation and left her contact information.

Zhu Hongyu and Wu Xinhui came over together. Zhu Hongyu was concerned about whether Li Zhuiyuan was interested in representing the school in some college student competitions, while Wu Xinhui pretended to ask about his living situation and patted his chest, saying that if there were problems in this regard, he could come directly to him.

Li Zhuiyuan responded politely and kindly.

Luo Gong was tired, but still supported his fatigue and gave a few instructions. The general meaning was that after he finished the things at hand, when the next project started, he would bring Xiaoyuan along.

This time, it was Li Zhuiyuan holding Tan Wenbin's hand, letting Luo Gong remember again, and added once more:

"Oh, right, and Binbin."

Xue Liangliang first sent Luo Gong back to the room upstairs to sleep. There would still be a meeting here tomorrow.

Soon, Xue Liangliang came down again and sent the two to the hotel entrance.

"You two, are you hiding something from me?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

Tan Wenbin shook his head vigorously.

Xue Liangliang pointed at Tan Wenbin and said: "I can't see Xiaoyuan's expression, but you clearly had something on your mind at the wine table just now, and the matter was very serious."

"I haven't read my professional books, I'm very anxious."

"I won't believe your ghost talk, but I am indeed busy now and can't get away. Wait for the future, if there is something in the future, you can't hide it from me."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled.

Tan Wenbin nodded and responded: "Alright."

"Look, you are indeed hiding it from me."

Tan Wenbin spread his hands: "Brother Liang, you can't just stare at me like this."

"Alright, alright, I'm going up to help the teacher organize the meeting documents. You two pay attention to safety."

Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin hailed a taxi back to school. While walking on campus, Tan Wenbin asked: "Xiaoyuan, now that those three eyewitnesses are all back at school, then our plan..."

"Unchanged." Li Zhuiyuan didn't consider it much at all, "We are the attacked party, fighting back is justified."

"I'll stay up late again tonight, and I'll be able to memorize it thoroughly. Yin Meng is slower, give her another day tomorrow and she can also get it done."

"Then take action tomorrow night."

"Alright!"

The two walked into the dormitory building. Just as they went up to the third floor, they heard the sound of a guitar.

"Yo, quite artistic."

"It's Lu Yi's dormitory." Li Zhuiyuan remembered he said he could play the guitar.

Originally, the two wouldn't go to join in the fun, but while passing by Lu Yi's dormitory door, the two heard a string of high-heeled shoe sounds stepping along with the guitar melody coming from inside the dormitory besides the guitar sound.

Either Lu Yi brought a woman back to the men's dormitory; this kind of thing is rare but not non-existent;

Or, Lu Yi is wearing high heels and playing the guitar; what kind of strange hobby is this?

There is a third possibility...

"Knock on the door."

Tan Wenbin immediately stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong!"

The guitar sound continued, but the sound of high heels suddenly became urgent.

"Dong dong dong!"

The guitar sound was still playing, and the high heels ran straight toward the dormitory door. The "drip-drop" sound got closer and closer.

Finally,

"Bang!"

"Damn!"

The dormitory door was bumped open, and Tan Wenbin was bumped to the ground by the door.

Standing inside the door was none other than Lu Yi, wearing only a pair of blue and white underpants, stepping on high heels, and holding a guitar in his hand.

However, after the previous bump, the guitar had obviously dented.

Tan Wenbin: "No, buddy, what kind of look is this?"

"He has been possessed."

Tan Wenbin then discovered that although Lu Yi's eyes were open, his gaze was dull, as if he were sleepwalking.

The next moment, Lu Yi wanted to escape toward the west side of the corridor.

"Stop him!"

Tan Wenbin flew over and hugged Lu Yi's legs full of leg hair directly. Lu Yi leaned forward and fell to the ground.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Ouch!"

But the two flying kicks of the high heels hit Tan Wenbin's chest directly.

Tan Wenbin let out a scream but didn't let go. Instead, after grabbing the other's shorts with both hands, he pulled them upward strongly, and then his hands and legs began to twist!

"Hey!"

With a strenuous flip, Tan Wenbin flipped Lu Yi over; he was on the bottom, and the other was on top.

Lu Yi began to struggle, but the main joints were all locked. Now the struggle was more like a turtle flipped on its belly.

Li Zhuiyuan reached his right hand into his pocket, wiped his fingertips with black dog blood, and then quickly came to Lu Yi's front, bent down, pressed his thumb on the other's brow center, and then slid down!

Five fingers alternated, drawing a red line on Lu Yi's body.

Lu Yi's body immediately began to twitch, and white foam was spat out of his mouth.

And those high heels, at this moment, detached from Lu Yi's feet, and wanted to escape "drip-drop drip-drop" by themselves.

Escaped once last time, how could I let you escape again this time!

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes condensed, Yin family twelve dharma gates: Extradition across the bridge.

At this time, in Li Zhuiyuan's line of sight, a girl's figure appeared above those high heels, and she was terrified and wanted to escape.

But she ran further and further back. Even if she struggled desperately, she couldn't change this trend.

She kept turning her head to look at the young man standing there behind her. The young man's eyes were deep, without the slightest emotion.

Extradition across the bridge, as the name suggests, should have been to deliver to the afterlife and eliminate evil spirits, meaning you dirty thing, hurry up and go as far as you can, forming a ghost-driving effect.

But Li Zhuiyuan was using the reverse now, forcibly pulling the dirty thing toward himself.

Perhaps even Yin Fuhai, who had long since died, didn't expect that his own ancestral dharma gate could actually be played like this!

Tan Wenbin couldn't burn incense and chant spells to go into the Yin now, so naturally, he couldn't see any girl, but he could see those high heels that had originally gone far away actually walking back.

He immediately pushed away Lu Yi who was pressing on him, went to his pocket with his left hand to take out red ink paste, and had already rehearsed his next dashing series of actions in his mind.

But it might be because his biceps were too developed, the first step went wrong, the ink paste box wasn't held steady, and it fell down.

"Snap!"

The box shattered, and red fell into a pool.

Tan Wenbin just paused slightly, then immediately grabbed with both hands on the ground, pinched a full double hand of red, didn't care about folding any hand seals, and directly applied the black dog blood crazily onto the high heels.

In Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, it was Tan Wenbin pouncing on the ground, his hands blood-red, rubbing continuously on the girl's lower legs. Combining reality and the Yin-going scene, Zhuangzhuang looked a bit wretched.

The girl opened her mouth, let out a silent scream, her expression was very painful, and her leg position was even starting to melt as if it had caught fire.

This can only be said that it is worthy of being a five-black dog fed with tonic. Using black dog blood like this actually has such a good effect of warding off evil and breaking evil.

The girl knelt down toward Li Zhuiyuan's direction and began to beg, and at this time, the fire had already burned to her thigh.

Tan Wenbin seemed to feel that the black dog blood in his hand wasn't enough, and wanted to go to the place where it spilled to grab some more to continue applying.

"Binbin, enough, that's okay."

"Ah?" Tan Wenbin shook his hands and nodded, "Alright."

Li Zhuiyuan walked over and picked up the high heels that were originally black and now turned red: "You go and carry Lu Yi back to the bed."

"Hmm."

Tan Wenbin carried Lu Yi, who was still twitching on the ground, and entered Lu Yi's dormitory.

Li Zhuiyuan carried the high heels and returned to his dormitory.

He placed the high heels on the desk, pulled out the drawer, held the purple leather whip in his hand, and then dragged out the chair and sat down, facing the high heels, or more accurately, the girl who had lost her lower body and only had her upper body standing on the desk.

Now she really had a kind of beauty of a broken sculpture.

Li Zhuiyuan unfolded the whip and flicked it lightly toward his side: "Snap!"

The girl's body trembled, her arms intertwined in front of her chest, incomparably terrified.

"I ask, you answer."

(End of chapter)