Chapter 82

"Buddy, you are really heavy."

Tan Wenbin placed Lu Yi on Lu Yi's dormitory bed, akimbo, panting.

Actually, carrying a person wasn't that tiring; it was mainly the series of explosive actions from suppressing the possessed Lu Yi to flying over the high heels that made him catch his breath only now.

Seeing Lu Yi's face dirty and full of white foam, Tan Wenbin frowned, but in the end, he couldn't bear it, picked up the washbasin, poured some hot water into it, and then squeezed a towel to wipe him.

As for the places like Lu Yi's knees, feet, and elbows that were scraped and bleeding, Tan Wenbin was too lazy to deal with them. Anyway, they were all rough men, these little bumps didn't matter.

After doing these, Tan Wenbin poured a glass of water for Lu Yi and placed it on the plastic stool by his bed, then immediately bent down and took out a Harbin red sausage from the storage box under the bed.

Took a bite, and said while chewing:

"Buddy, this counts as the evil-driving fee and cleaning fee."

Coming out of Lu Yi's dormitory and returning to his own dormitory, as soon as he entered, he saw Brother Xiaoyuan sitting facing the desk holding a leather whip.

This look, this aura... tsk tsk, Tan Wenbin suddenly felt that his own father who held a leather belt in his memory was a bit too kind-hearted at this moment.

Binbin squatted to the side, observing Brother Yuanzi's interrogation.

Brother Yuanzi's gaze was a bit high, not falling on the high heels on the desk, proving that there must be other things on the table that couldn't be seen.

Reaching out and scratching his head, Tan Wenbin really wanted to go into the Yin to see together now.

But he knew clearly that Brother Yuanzi definitely wouldn't agree.

Brother Yuanzi had always warned himself and the others not to go into the Yin frequently, unless they really encountered something very tricky that they had to go into the Yin for.

But Brother Yuanzi himself often "snap" made a finger snap and went into the Yin. Before, he still needed to take a nap and needed someone to support him on the side to count down, but now he could go into the Yin with his eyes open, not delaying both the Yin world and the Yang world.

Regarding this, Tan Wenbin didn't have any imbalance in his heart. From the time they first met, when he was just beaten by his father, Brother Yuanzi had already finished all the test papers on his desk. He knew clearly that the biggest similarity between himself and Brother Yuanzi was that they both looked like people.

However, Brother Yuanzi seemed to have encountered trouble, and it seemed that the interrogation had a problem.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his mouth and said: "Brother Binbin, burn paper and light candles, spread sand to ask the way."

"Order received!"

Burning paper and lighting candles is easy to understand. This spreading sand to ask the way, the form of expression is actually similar to "Pen Immortal."

It was just that Tan Wenbin forgot for a moment whether this set of procedures used red candles or white candles.

Oh no, after the college entrance examination, his brain was like it had been returned to his alma mater.

Not only did he forget a lot of high school knowledge, but he also had some blurriness about the "professional content" he had memorized before.

Fortunately, Tan Wenbin also had a method.

He first placed the box on the desk, then poured in the special white sand. After smoothing the sand surface with a horizontal ruler, he held a red candle in his left hand and a white candle in his right hand, and asked:

"Brother Xiaoyuan, which orientation should the candles be placed in?"

Li Zhuiyuan first looked at Tan Wenbin's left hand and then let his gaze fall on the southeast corner of the desk.

Okay, it's white candles.

After Tan Wenbin arranged it, he lit the candles.

Li Zhuiyuan held the yellow paper, and after igniting it, waved it in front of him.

Tan Wenbin brought his own porcelain cup for drinking water, preparing to catch the paper ash.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw Brother Yuanzi stand up, grab forward with his left hand and pull down, poke the burning yellow paper into it with his right hand, and then pat up with his left hand.

In an instant, the yellow paper burned out, leaving only green smoke, not even a black paper ash remained.

Tan Wenbin's eyes widened a circle. He realized that in the more than half a year he was busy with the college entrance examination, Brother Yuanzi hadn't been idle either. It was just that when he was in his hometown, because it was too calm, he couldn't realize Brother Yuanzi's rapid progress.

Actually, if you look at it from the perspective of going into the Yin, you would see the young man first reach out to clamp the girl's chin, making her open her mouth, then stuff the burning talisman paper into the girl's mouth, and finally pat the girl's mouth closed.

The two major functions of yellow paper are one for reception and one for respect; so feeding it directly into the mouth is one step to the stomach.

The girl didn't know if it was because of her special reason or because she had been burned too severely by Tan Wenbin's black dog blood just now. In short, she couldn't "communicate and speak," and would only be pitiful and trembling on the table.

This yellow paper feeding, the effect appeared.

The girl took the initiative to reach out, grab the pen placed on the sand table, and her expression was firm.

Li Zhuiyuan also reached out to grab the pen, but looking at the hand the young man reached over, the firmness on the girl's face was instantly crushed, and she timidly withdrew her hand.

Nothing else, the girl's fear of the young man was simply soaked into her bones.

In order to facilitate the inheritance of descendants, the Yin family's twelve dharma gates had been simplified generation after generation, and in Yin Fuhai's hands, it actually only remained a basic version.

Li Zhuiyuan's reverse 【Extradition across the bridge】 could be said to be unimaginable in the eyes of the current Yin family, but in reality, when the Yin family ancestors were at their peak, they played this set. That is to say, when performing this move, the young man faintly reproduced some of Yin Changsheng's demeanor.

And Yin Changsheng was considered by many to be the prototype of the Great Emperor of Fengdu.

Seeing that the girl was so afraid of himself, Li Zhuiyuan had to turn his head to look at Tan Wenbin, and at the same time pointed at the pen on the sand table.

Tan Wenbin understood, reached out and grabbed the pen. Seeing this, the girl reached out again and also grabbed the pen.

Hiss... so cold.

Tan Wenbin only felt that the back of his hand was covered by a piece of ice, and he instantly became numb and lost sensation.

The pen finally began to slide.

This pen tip was as thin as hair, and the white sand surface was also as delicate as paper, belonging to the kind that could write large and cursive, and could also write tiny and fine.

The pen tip slid quickly, and the words were as small as fly heads. Li Zhuiyuan also had to stand up and lean close to look carefully.

What she wrote was a letter, a letter written by Ran Qiuping to her daughter Qiu Minmin.

On weekdays, after these letters were written, they would be burned by Ran Qiuping, so only these high heels could "see" them.

The content of one letter after another was quickly written out. After writing a full sand surface, Li Zhuiyuan would smooth it with a horizontal ruler so that she could continue writing.

Besides a mother's longing for her deceased daughter, nagging about life, and occasionally mentioning Sun Hongxia who was vented on by herself, the content of the letters also repeatedly mentioned a person's name: Mao Zhushan.

Sometimes the address was Master Mao, sometimes it was Heavenly Master Mao, and sometimes it was Brother Mao, Handsome Brother Mao. The relationship was so good that it seemed she wanted to let the other party be her son-in-law in the future.

But there was also a negative side. Ran Qiuping would scold him in the letters as a big liar, a bastard, a beast Mao.

The conversion of address and emotion involved a series of letters, which had always been an important theme that had not been interrupted, and that was—resurrection.

When seeing this theme, Li Zhuiyuan knew that Ran Qiuping had been deceived.

In the preface of the first volume of "Records of Strange Tales in the Jianghu," Wei Zhengdao wrote a sentence very abruptly: 【People die, cannot be resurrected.】

This sentence didn't connect to the previous context nor lead to the following context; it formed a paragraph by itself.

And all the dead-falls introduced later were actually expounding and verifying this sentence: a dead-fall is not the person who was alive before.

In the letters, whenever the resurrection plan was moving steadily toward the good, Ran Qiuping's address to Mao Zhushan would be very affectionate, and she also mentioned that after her daughter was resurrected in the future, she could introduce them to know each other and match them; every time Mao Zhushan said the plan had to be postponed or there were variables, Ran Qiuping would be furious, presenting hysterical emotions in the letters.

On this point, Li Zhuiyuan's judgment was not wrong.

Whether it was Sun Hongxia or Ran Qiuping, they were just puppets "manipulated and fooled" by others. Their spirits and worldviews had long been distorted and abnormal.

In the letters, Li Zhuiyuan also captured General Temple and hiding it from the master.

Combining his own on-site exploration, a relatively clear branch line had already been straightened out.

After Qiu Minmin died, Ran Qiuping was hit hard, and then she came into contact with Mao Zhushan, a disciple of the corpse-salvager in General Temple, which was the young man Li Zhuiyuan saw comforting Ran Qiuping in the temple that day.

Mao Zhushan promised to help Ran Qiuping resurrect Qiu Minmin, and then Qiu Minmin became a dead-fall, often appearing in the dance practice room on the second floor of the university activity building.

During this period, Sun Hongxia, who was manipulated and brainwashed by Ran Qiuping, had been doing the guarding and covering there with a mentality of seeking redemption.

In the recent letters, "the date is approaching" was repeatedly mentioned. This indicated that Mao Zhushan's planning was nearing the end stage.

Here, it definitely didn't refer to helping Ran Qiuping resurrect Qiu Minmin; it should be Mao Zhushan's own plan.

But just at this critical moment, Runsheng and Yin Meng moved in carrying corpse-salvager equipment. Ran Qiuping managed the dormitory building, and she should have seen the equipment of himself and Tan Wenbin when moving luggage.

She should have seen similar things at Mao Zhushan's master and disciple's place. Reporting it, she felt that the matter was exposed, and there were external corpse-salvagers gathering here, intending to destroy their plan.

In a recent letter, Ran Qiuping wrote relevant content to her daughter, specifically describing the four of them, and also said not to be afraid, daughter, mother will solve them with you, no matter who it is, it cannot stop her good daughter from returning to her side.

After reading the letter, the girl stopped writing.

Li Zhuiyuan also realized that the girl was not in Ran Qiuping's group. She seemed to be a strange spirit belonging exclusively to this dormitory building or this area of dormitory buildings.

Because in Ran Qiuping's letter stories, she was never specifically mentioned, only in a certain letter, a sentence was mentioned:

Minmin, mother picked up a pair of good-looking high heels in the dormitory today. I don't know who left them, so mother will take them as a birthday gift you gave mother.

In the boys' dormitory building, picking up a pair of exquisite and well-preserved high heels.

This was very discordant.

But it didn't mean it couldn't be explained. Maybe some boys planned to buy them to give to their girlfriends, or maybe some boys with special hobbies wanted to wear high heels themselves.

And the girl just "entangled" with Ran Qiuping like this.

The reason was very simple. Long-term contact with Qiu Minmin, even if it was a dead-fall turned from her own biological daughter, would lead to weak fortune and make it easy to be entangled by evil spirits.

Then, on the first night of moving in here, the sound of high heels he heard, was it a warning because she knew Ran Qiuping was targeting himself?

No, it wasn't.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't dare to admit his mistake of "returning evil for good," but according to his experience, there was really no need to over-anthropomorphize this kind of strange spirit existence.

She should just be bored and lonely, wanting to tease people for fun.

On the first night, she wanted to find him, but was scared away by him.

Tonight, she took advantage of him not being in the dormitory and went to play with Lu Yi, playing Lu Yi into that state.

That's right, Lu Yi didn't die, but the consequence of being stared at by evil spirits for ordinary people, light ones would be neurasthenia, bad luck, and illness, heavy ones might not be able to bear the pressure and torture, and might even jump off the dormitory building directly.

That is to say, Lu Yi was lucky to have met himself and Tan Wenbin, otherwise he might become a campus strange talk in the mouths of junior students in the future, appearing in the night talk meeting after the dormitory lights were turned off:

"Hey, do you know, I heard from a senior in the club today that a senior used to live on this floor, and he was wearing a pair of women's high heels before jumping off the building..."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the leather whip and placed it on Tan Wenbin's hand. The girl was so scared that she immediately retracted her hand.

"Alright."

Hearing this, Tan Wenbin also immediately withdrew his arm, and then put his frozen numb hand into his clothes, attempting to warm it with body temperature, but immediately pulled his hand out "oh oh oh", this was so cold that his own body couldn't bear it.

"Brother Binbin, apply black dog blood."

This kind of symptom was just a kind of "illusion"; the girl didn't have a physical body, how could she really freeze a person's hand.

Tan Wenbin immediately reached out to touch his pocket, and then showed embarrassment. The ink paste box he had just dropped on the ground and it all spilled. He couldn't go to Xiao Hei to beg for some blood temporarily now.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, my ink paste..."

Li Zhuiyuan reached into his pocket with his left hand, pressed the ink paste with his index finger, and then took it out to draw a talisman on the back of Tan Wenbin's hand.

"Hiss... comfortable~"

The hand that was frozen into an ice cube immediately thawed, feeling as crisp and refreshing as being in birds singing and flowers fragrant.

Tan Wenbin staggered and retreated continuously, finally sitting on the ground, but a smile still remained on his face.

This was a drastic reversal in perception, forming a kind of "floating like an immortal" illusion experience.

If he were to hold the pen, he would only feel the back of his hand slightly cool, but for the same degree, the physical sensation of different people could be worlds apart.

But who asked the girl not to dare to hold his hand? At this time, only Binbin could go up.

In some strange stories, old Daoist priests and old monks always have a little apprentice by their side. If it is really discussed according to the inherited disciples, it is clearly separated by several generations, so there is no need for him to bring the little apprentice himself.

Mainly because some means and dharma gates, people with high cultivation and firm will, are not very convenient for them to use themselves.

Just like the "inviting gods" that appear in various metaphysical sects, the higher the cultivation, the less easy it is to invite gods, because the invited ones are also afraid of being swallowed or detained by you. On the contrary, those who have entered the sect but whose attainments are not deep enough and whose physical fitness is relatively good are easier to invite gods successfully.

Tan Wenbin finally recovered and stood up.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, how are you?"

"Nothing, recovered." Tan Wenbin said with a serious expression. No way, he couldn't say that he was still quite comfortable just now.

"Hmm."

"What was written just now?" Although the pen was held by him, he really didn't have time to see clearly what was written densely.

Li Zhuiyuan summarized the content simply. After hearing it, Tan Wenbin said: "Then it is confirmed that they calculated to attack us. Then we will follow the original plan, go to General Temple tomorrow night, and ask for an explanation!"

"When they took action, they were aiming for Brother Runsheng's life, and didn't ask us for an explanation."

Hearing this, Tan Wenbin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, immediately nodded vigorously, and clenched his fists at the same time:

"Right, kill them!"

The big brother set the tone, then the little brother can only add weight and not subtract.

Tan Wenbin still remembers the scene of seeing the dwarf father and son's dismembered bodies floating by the river that day, and even more remembers the decisiveness of Brother Yuanzi who didn't hesitate to blind himself to take revenge back the night before.

Since then, in every "Brother" address, it is full of real meaning.

Whoever really makes Brother Yuanzi angry, then Brother Yuanzi invites their family to eat at the banquet, the kind where you can't find anyone to sit at the table after the banquet is set.

But no matter what, following such a boss, it's really not suffocating at all.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the girl on the desk and opened his mouth: "Is your skeleton nearby?"

The girl nodded.

"When I graduate and leave this school, I will find your skeleton and help you transcend. During this period, you behave yourself for me, otherwise I will directly suppress you to accumulate merit."

The girl nodded again.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the teacup on the table, looked at it, and found that it was empty inside; the water had just been drunk by Tan Wenbin.

"Oh, there is, there is!" Tan Wenbin immediately picked up the hot water bottle and poured it.

Li Zhuiyuan touched the cup wall with his fingertips, hesitated for a moment, and still shook his head: "Brother Binbin, get some cold water."

"Alright, Brother, you wait."

Tan Wenbin carried the cup away, splashed the boiling water out, went out of the dormitory to fetch cold water and came back, and placed it in the young man's hand.

Subsequently, Binbin stood on the side and observed carefully. He used to love watching Brother Yuanzi use means. Whether he could learn it himself was another matter. Anyway, he could fantasize about the dashing style when he used these means before going to bed at night.

Only saw the young man's fingertips continuously touch into the cup, and flick the water droplets toward the girl.

Yin family twelve dharma gates: Water prison sealing.

That night in the Fengdu ghost street, when Yin Fuhai taught Li Zhuiyuan, his introduction to this dharma gate was that when encountering evil spirit invasion, you can use this move to "draw a ground as a prison" for yourself, so that you can temporarily protect your own safety.

Therefore, another reason why Li Zhuiyuan hadn't gone to the basement of the great-grandfather's house to find books to read for the past half year was that he had learned the Yin family's twelve dharma gates twice.

Truly discussing the specification of the art, the Yin family's twelve dharma gates were definitely not inferior to the unique skills of the Qin and Liu families, but the former were "simplified" by descendants into children's versions of reading materials.

Every time a water droplet fell on the girl, the girl would let out a scream, as if a normal person was drenched by molten iron.

But under Li Zhuiyuan's stare, the girl didn't dare to scream again.

Gradually, water began to seep out on the girl's body skin, like spider patterns.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan splashed the remaining water in the cup onto the girl's body all at once. The girl couldn't hold back completely, and was about to scream, but was pointed at the brow center by the young man's finger.

In an instant, the girl's expression froze, as if fixed.

The young man reached out, patted the girl's arm, and said lightly:

"Return."

With a "splash" sound, in Tan Wenbin's perspective, it was a large pool of water suddenly falling on the desk, and then all merged into those high heels.

"Brother Binbin."

"Hey."

"Clean the shoes, then use a box without a lid to pack them up, and place them under the balcony."

"Alright."

Tan Wenbin walked over and picked up the high heels, and was surprised to find that although a lot of water had entered before, the shoes were still very dry.

Only on the shoe surface, there was still the black dog blood he had applied with his own hands.

Li Zhuiyuan began to tidy up the desk. His previous sealing means were actually a bit cruel, but he didn't feel that he had done anything excessive. If he didn't have the ability, the one wearing high heels and dancing while possessed on the first night of moving in here might have been himself.

Lu Yi would only become a campus strange talk, and he might even appear in the newspaper: "College entrance examination top scholar prodigy mentally abnormal, beware of the harm of pulling seedlings to help them grow."

And besides,

Since he planned to keep her as a door-guarding shoe,

Then he had the obligation to manage her well. If she caused any more trouble after being stained with his karma, the Heavenly Dao would definitely calculate it on his head with a calculator.

He also stuck a Heavenly Dao blind spot here. Lu Yi was just a small hindrance anyway. As for what sins she had committed before and how many people she had played into a breakdown, he didn't know, he didn't ask, ignorance is not a crime.

"Phew..."

When tidying up the table, Tan Wenbin also came back after washing the high heels. He wanted to take paper to wipe them, but found that they were dry again.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, it seems very thirsty."

"You pour some water for her when you have time later."

Tan Wenbin blinked: "Uh, Brother, not joking?"

"Really, treat it as watering flowers."

"Okay." Tan Wenbin used a black plastic bag to wrap it, then placed it under the balcony, stood up, looked around, and Tan Wenbin laughed, "Our dormitory is full of a sense of security. It would be a pity if no thieves came in the future."

"Hmm."

It is much safer than before, but still not as good as the great-grandfather's house before.

In the past, even Uncle Qin had to be a security guard in the great-grandfather's house.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the basin, and Tan Wenbin immediately followed and picked it up, saying: "Go go go, wash together, wash together."

After the two finished bathing, Li Zhuiyuan lay on the bed.

Tan Wenbin didn't rush to get on the bed. He still had to go to the desk to memorize books later, but before that, he walked to the stool, turned the bronze mirror over to face the door, and opened the access control.

After doing these, he squatted beside the wooden stool, observing the bronze mirror carefully.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, can you make one for me too? It's really good-looking."

"I didn't make it."

"Ah? Is this a real antique?"

"Hmm, six-mountain pattern bronze mirror."

"Wow." Tan Wenbin let out an exclamation, and then, not understanding antiques, he switched to the thinking of normal people about antiques, "How much is it worth?"

"Don't know."

"Uh, Brother Xiaoyuan, you can estimate a number."

"There is an identical one, collected in the National Museum."

Tan Wenbin: "..."

Tan Wenbin moved his face back, fearing that the air he exhaled would stain it.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, where did you get this bronze mirror?"

"A return gift from someone else."

"My god, then what did you give them?"

"You memorize your books, I'm going to sleep."

"Oh, alright."

Li Zhuiyuan adjusted the pillow and closed his eyes.

This bronze mirror was a return gift from A Li to him, and that morning, what he first sent to A Li was: a small Go set with a chessboard made of plastic paper, from a stationery shop next to Shinan Town Primary School.

Waking up from a sleep, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, habitually turned his head to the side again, and saw Tan Wenbin sleeping soundly on the desk.

Binbin seemed to be to prove that he was smarter than Yin Meng, so he stayed up all night last night to finish memorizing, anyway, he could make up for sleep during the day.

Actually, Yin Meng wasn't stupid either, but in terms of practicing martial arts, she couldn't beat Runsheng, and in terms of learning arts and going into the Yin, she couldn't beat Tan Wenbin, so she was teased by the three as the stupidest one.

Li Zhuiyuan sat up from the bed. Every morning, he would look out the window and ask silently: When will Grandmother Liu and the others move over.

If he couldn't see A Li again, he didn't know if A Li's condition could continue to improve, but his own condition seemed to be worsening.

Walked out of the dormitory, washed up.

Lu Yi also carried a washbasin over to wash up.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Morning."

"Morning, Brother Shentong."

Lu Yi wanted to speak several times but stopped. Li Zhuiyuan noticed it, but he didn't point it out, nor did he start the conversation.

Actually, Lu Yi having an accident last night might also be because he worshiped that dead-fall during the day. Although he taught him to receive the gift, he might still have been implicated.

Not everyone who worshiped the general statue would have an accident, but their fortune would be lowered because of it, and Lu Yi happened to live in a dormitory building with evil spirits.

After Li Zhuiyuan finished washing his face and was ready to leave with the washbasin, Lu Yi reached out and gently pulled the young man's sleeve with his fingers.

Clearly a 1.85-meter-tall Northeastern man, but at this moment, he gave people a kind of shy and graceful feeling of a Jiangnan woman.

"It's just... just... that... Brother Shentong... is there really a ghost in our dormitory building?"

"No, I lied to you."

"Ah!" Lu Yi instantly let out a crying voice, "Brother Shentong, save me, beg you to save me!"

If Li Zhuiyuan had replied "Yes, there is a ghost," he would have felt better. This direct denial was like a doctor saying to you "Go home and eat something good."

"It's okay, really."

"Brother Shentong, Brother, you are my own brother."

Seeing Lu Yi still pestering, Li Zhuiyuan could only say: "Go buy a pack of cigarettes, use red sausage as an offering, and put it on the balcony to worship for three days, and it will be fine."

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Shentong, you are too amazing, that ghost really loves eating red sausage!"

After returning to the dormitory, Li Zhuiyuan began to read books, but he didn't read other brain-consuming books, but reread Wei Zhengdao's "Records of Strange Tales in the Jianghu."

He vaguely had a premonition that the dead-fall encountered this time should have its particularity. Unfortunately, he had too little information about the dead-fall under the general statue, and couldn't distinguish and confirm it specifically.

In the afternoon, Tan Wenbin had just woken up and got out of bed when Yin Meng came.

Tan Wenbin glanced at her and said lightly: "Finished memorizing or not, just waiting for you."

Yin Meng rolled her eyes at him.

Li Zhuiyuan asked: "How is Brother Runsheng?"

"Runsheng is recovering very well, and he didn't shout to come along."

"Hmm, bring the things, let's go."

Two large bags of things, most of them were formation flags, not the small flags used when setting up access control, but large flags.

The scenery of Mount General is very good, but because it hasn't been developed yet, there are not many people who will come here.

Outside General Temple, Li Zhuiyuan chose two positions and asked Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng to set up the formation respectively. The formation map was in their minds, and now they only needed to follow the pattern.

After they finished setting up, it was already dark.

The three sat behind the dirt slope in front of General Temple, eating the water and biscuits they brought, adjusting their state.

"I just observed from a high place, there are no tourists in the temple anymore. The staff on duty today are only that pair of master and disciple.

I didn't see Ran Qiuping, maybe she is hiding in the office, but she is secondary.

After going in, deal with the old man first, and lure him out into the formation."

According to known news, the one who planned all this was Mao Zhushan. Looking at the conversation between him and Ran Qiuping that was very restrained and lowered in volume that day, he likely did these things behind his master's back.

But Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to run to report or find that master to reason. He wouldn't pin his hope on the old man cleaning up the sect. He chose the safest method: solve the old man first.

Just at this time, a white small car drove to the entrance of General Temple, and three people got off the car.

Tan Wenbin: "Eh, why did they come?"

The people who came were Wu Xinhui, Zhu Hongyu, and Liu Xinya, the three eyewitnesses of the Zhao Junfeng case back then.

After the three got off the car, they began to quarrel. It seemed that their opinions on coming here were not unified.

Zhu Hongyu raised her hand and gave Wu Xinhui a slap. Wu Xinhui backhanded and gave Zhu Hongyu a punch, knocking her to the ground.

Liu Xinya, who was standing on the side, just hugged her arms and didn't intend to persuade them to fight at all.

Zhu Hongyu climbed up from the ground, screamed and pounced forward, scratching her husband's face. The couple fought into a ball beside the car.

Yin Meng was about to ask "What should we do now," but saw Tan Wenbin give her a look at this time, signaling her to shut up now, and listen to Xiaoyuan for what to do.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to make a decision. Anyway, it was just nightfall, and tonight was still very long.

The movement at the temple gate was too big, and finally someone came out of General Temple; it was Ran Qiuping.

She knelt down to the three and begged bitterly for something.

The three stopped quarreling and each organized their clothes.

But soon, with the communication between each other, the emotions of the three became agitated again. Wu Xinhui even reached out to lift Ran Qiuping's collar and questioned something loudly.

Ran Qiuping just begged while shaking her head desperately.

Logically speaking, Ran Qiuping should have a very good relationship with these three, after all, it was relying on these three eyewitnesses that helped her catch the real murderer who killed her daughter Qiu Minmin.

Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan's ears trembled, and he immediately said:

"Homecoming net."

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng immediately spread the net and covered the three.

After a while, "snap... snap..." footsteps came from the front.

Sun Hongxia walked out step by step from the path diagonally below, so she didn't discover the three people hiding behind.

Tan Wenbin was still puzzled at first, why Sun Hongxia wasn't crazy anymore, becoming so quiet, but soon he discovered that Sun Hongxia's hands, back of the neck, and ankles were all black mud.

After Sun Hongxia walked down, from the original place behind, another faceless woman walked out. She was pitted all over, still dripping black blood, and exuded a dirty smell; it was Qiu Minmin.

Although separated by a distance, her every move was exactly the same as Sun Hongxia's.

However, in front of Qiu Minmin, a thin mud wall gradually formed, covering herself.

Yin Meng suddenly realized, so this was the reason why the other party could quietly disappear on the second floor of the university activity building.

Therefore, in the eyes of the four people below, only Sun Hongxia walked out alone. After she came to the crowd, she also knelt down with a "thump" sound.

"My son is guilty, my son is guilty, I didn't teach my son well, I am also guilty, also guilty..."

Wu Xinhui and the three, this time, were knelt by two old aunties, one in front and one behind.

At this time, Mao Zhushan walked out of the temple gate, said something, and then pointed inside, seeming to be inviting everyone in.

Wu Xinhui and the three seemed to be moved and walked into the temple. Ran Qiuping kicked the wooden Sun Hongxia, and then reached out and hugged Qiu Minmin who should have been invisible behind.

Finally, everyone went into the temple.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's go in too, it seems tonight, there is a good show to watch."

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Big chapter tomorrow.

(End of chapter)