Chapter 93

"This is the place."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed his finger ahead.

It was a fenced-off construction site, which looked as though it had been shut down for quite some time.

There was a security booth at the main gate, and outside the booth sat two elderly security guards on wooden stools, each holding a palm-leaf fan, cooling themselves.

"Brother Binbin."

Tan Wenbin took a step forward, his hands folded across his chest:

"The general is here~"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed at the security booth: "Go and give them a shout."

"The general obeys the order~"

Tan Wenbin set down the backpack containing their tools, then, with one hand supporting the sky and the other pressing against the ground, he marched off with a clanging, rhythmic gait.

The other three sat down by the roadside.

Yin Meng took a bag of pumpkin cakes out of her backpack and handed it to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare take it, instead asking, "Did you make these?"

Yin Meng shook her head: "The master chef in the cafeteria made them."

Li Zhuiyuan picked one up and took a bite; although it had gone cold and the texture was a bit worse, it was still delicious.

Yin Meng took two for herself, then placed the entire remaining bag in front of Runsheng.

Runsheng nodded, took out his iron box, pulled out a thick stick of incense, lit it, and began to eat.

He wasn't actually hungry, having just finished dinner before coming out, but he knew this was pre-battle preparation.

From the northwest corner of the construction site came the sound of "clanging," as someone had climbed inside and was throwing steel bars out; a tricycle happened to be parked right there outside.

The commotion was not small; Li Zhuiyuan and his group could hear it from so far away, so the security guards at the booth must have noticed the disturbance as well.

But the two guards continued to chat while smoking the cigarettes Tan Wenbin had handed them, with absolutely no intention of intervening.

After all, they were old and paid so little; it wasn't worth risking their lives.

Just then, a minibus drove over, slowed down, and headed toward the gate where the security booth was located.

The two guards immediately stood up, dropped their cigarettes, and after a brief exchange, the minibus drove through the gate.

After scouting the information, Tan Wenbin jogged back, and Runsheng shifted his position so that Tan Wenbin could sit right between himself and Xiaoyuan.

Yin Meng took a bottle of water from her bag, twisted off the cap, and handed it over.

Tan Wenbin took a sip of water, then casually grabbed a pumpkin cake from the bag in front of Runsheng, took a bite, and said:

"Brother Xiaoyuan, the 'dead-walker' we're looking for should be right here. This site has been shut down for several months. Strange things kept happening during the construction phase, and accidents were frequent. Later, for some unknown reason, a large group of snakes appeared, crawled into the workers' sheds, and bit quite a few people. Since then, it's been completely shut down until now."

"Through the window of the minibus that just went in, I saw that it was full of Daoist priests and monks; they must have been invited by the big boss of the developer to exorcise the evil."

"Sigh, if we had known, we should have contacted the big boss in advance. How much he must be losing with the construction halted! As long as we can solve the problem, he would definitely be willing to pay us a high price."

"What a pity, we let our peers get there first."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up: "Then let's go and see how our peers perform."

The four of them packed up their things. The group of thieves in the northwest corner hadn't left yet, and the main gate was too conspicuous, so the four of them took a detour and climbed in through the south gate.

Most of the construction site was pitch black, with only the central corner lit up; from afar, one could still see the candlelight flickering.

The central foundation area had flooded, forming a pond of unknown depth.

Two offering tables were set up on either side. Although the monks and Daoists had come in the same minibus, they were clearly divided; three monks and three Daoists were each responsible for their own table.

The monks were chanting sutras, their appearances solemn; the Daoists were dancing with swords, looking ethereal.

Standing in the middle was a man in a blue vest with a slicked-back hairstyle; he must have been the one responsible for inviting these masters.

At this moment, the man with the slicked-back hair was smoking, and the frequency at which the cigarette tip shook showed that he was also barely holding it together.

The four of them hid nearby, crouching under the 'Returning Home Net', and had been listening for quite a while. The sword-dancing Daoists had switched to chanting, and the chanting monks had started beating gongs while circling the table.

Tan Wenbin teased: "These peers, how do they look like they were just hired from a funeral troupe?"

By now, everyone knew clearly that this group of masters was just making up the numbers.

The more cumbersome the early rituals and the longer the setup, the more it was mostly for show.

"Splash!"

A sound suddenly came from the pond.

The masters immediately stopped their performance, and the cigarette in the hand of the man with the slicked-back hair fell to the ground.

Tan Wenbin immediately gripped his 'Luo Pan' umbrella and moved closer to Li Zhuiyuan, preparing to protect him: "Has the dead-walker come out?"

Runsheng: "Why is there no smell?"

Li Zhuiyuan said: "Someone on the other side of the pond is deliberately throwing things in. It should be the thieves who came in to steal steel bars tonight; they are playing tricks on people."

The young man had good hearing; he heard the giggling from across the pond, likely three people.

Stealing was one thing, but they hadn't left after stealing; they had actually stayed behind to watch the fun.

If it were any other place, it would be fine, but there really was a dead-walker here, and it was a corpse-demon skilled at bewitching people's minds. When that thing really emerged, they might not even be able to find the right direction to escape.

The people over there naturally didn't know someone was playing tricks; they just assumed the 'dirty thing' had really reacted, and were so scared they immediately brought out their countermeasures.

The monks brought out black dog blood, of which they had plenty, splashing it into the pond basin after basin.

Runsheng: "Pig blood."

It was already ridiculous enough for monks to splash black dog blood, but it turned out they were cutting corners and using pig blood.

But by doing this, they made it difficult for Li Zhuiyuan and the others to say anything for the moment.

After all, there was one back home too, and what blood was splashed during a ritual depended on what meat had been eaten in the previous two days.

The Daoists lit some unknown leather, then threw dark, hairy things into it.

Runsheng: "Donkey skin."

Tan Wenbin: "Then the thing that was just thrown in, was that a black donkey hoof?"

Immediately after, the Daoists and monks began to throw the ritual implements and talisman papers from their offering tables into the pond one by one, each shouting loudly as they threw:

"To suppress!"

"To eliminate!"

In the end, even the plates of offerings on the tables were all thrown in at once.

Tan Wenbin: "I told you, the boss is willing to pay; they must have made a fortune on this job, otherwise they wouldn't be willing to throw away their own tools of the trade."

Yin Meng: "When the dead-walker really comes out, what's the difference between this and surrendering their guns in advance?"

Runsheng: "These things are useless in their hands anyway; throwing them all away will make them run faster later."

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the sky; a dark cloud happened to block the moon, and in his field of vision, faint gray Qi that ordinary people couldn't see appeared.

Runsheng also sensed something; he sniffed hard and then said with dissatisfaction: "They burned too many miscellaneous things; the smell is so chaotic."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Get ready, it's coming out soon."

The three of them immediately focused and stood guard.

Even though they had scouted the situation beforehand and knew the general strength of this corpse-demon wasn't outrageous, a lion hunting a rabbit still uses its full strength; no one dared to be careless.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Take the pill."

Yin Meng took three red pills from her backpack and handed them to the other two. Except for Li Zhuiyuan, everyone held the red pill in their mouths.

The red pill wasn't some miraculous medicine; its taste was a combination of bitter gall and mustard.

Its function was that when you felt your consciousness becoming blurred, you would instinctively bite it, then forcibly awaken your consciousness through physiological reaction.

The "Righteous Path Demon Subduing Record" had recorded this item, but it only mentioned the method and didn't set the raw materials; presumably, Wei Zhengdao also knew that people in different places had different tastes.

For example, Li Zhuiyuan had originally wanted to add fish mint, but the reason he didn't was that Yin Meng could eat cold-dressed fish mint as a snack.

"Grasp the powder."

Tan Wenbin took three powder pouches from his pocket and handed them to the other two. These were to be held in the hand and crushed when needed to scatter powder and break illusions. If they found a companion was confused, they could also throw it directly at their face.

Li Zhuiyuan used to have a fan specifically for this, with grooves in the fan to hold various powders, but he didn't really need those things anymore.

Once his 'soft power' improved, some auxiliary items gradually lost their function, and as long as Li Zhuiyuan was here, the three of them could carry much less, just focusing on hacking at the dead-walker.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the three thieves who were still staying there to watch the show, then glanced at the six masters under the lights on this side, and said in a very calm tone:

"Wait for the fish to take the bait first."

The three of them nodded in unison.

Wait for the dead-walker to attack the others above first, then they would take the opportunity to cast the net.

Although this was a bit cruel, it was the safest way.

If you don't have the skills for this trade but want to eat from it, it's normal to capsize; if you stay behind to watch the fun after stealing, it's your own fault if something happens.

The only one who was a bit innocent was the man with the slicked-back hair, but it didn't matter... he hadn't taken his money anyway.

When Tan Wenbin brought this up earlier, Li Zhuiyuan deliberately didn't respond. Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them meant that once you took the money, you would inevitably be constrained.

Unlike now, everyone except me is bait.

"Ah, fire, fire, fire!"

A monk suddenly went crazy, took off his kasaya, and ran all the way, jumping straight toward the pond ahead.

This scene stunned the other five masters.

The three Daoists immediately looked at the remaining two monks with questioning eyes, presumably wanting to confirm if this was an act they had added on their own to get more red envelopes?

The two monks looked at each other, because there really was no such design.

"Ah, snake, snake, snake!"

A Daoist fell to the ground, clutching his throat with both hands, his legs kicking wildly.

For a moment, the two monks started looking for things to pull their fellow disciple who had fallen into the pond, while the two Daoists tried to pry open the hands of the other Daoist.

The man with the slicked-back hair was already shaking, retreating step by step; he wanted to escape.

Actually, the monks and Daoists were also very panicked, but at this moment, the urgency of saving their partners temporarily suppressed the rapidly rising fear in their hearts.

Finally, before the monk drowned, he was pulled up by his companions; and before the Daoist choked himself to death, his hands were pried open by his two companions.

The six masters were all in a sorry state, and they all knew clearly that this wasn't a script, but if they just ran away like this, the final payment would be hard to collect.

Just then, the man with the slicked-back hair suddenly shouted, his whole person acting as if he had gone mad, picked up an iron pipe from the ground, and swung it directly at the monks and Daoists.

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

But these were just minor scuffles; the dead-walker still hadn't come out.

"Splash!"

On the other side, someone had fallen into the water.

The thieves were a bit more loyal, or perhaps they didn't know the specific situation here; seeing one companion fall in, the other two immediately jumped in to pull him out.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the gray mist in front of him had turned black.

Runsheng also smelled the authentic, thick stench of a water corpse.

And as a head surfaced from the water, everything, like an image in a video hall, was pressed on fast-forward; this pot of water had finally boiled.

All the monks and Daoists here, just like the man with the slicked-back hair, were tangled together, soon covered in blood, and even the monk and Daoist lying on the ground were holding onto others' legs, biting down with all their might.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Raise the hook!"

The four of them uncovered the 'Returning Home Net'. While Tan Wenbin was responsible for retrieving the net, he took out an ink pad box, pressed his fingers, and while silently reciting the incantation, reapplied the seal.

Runsheng propped up the Seven-Star Hook, took advantage of the momentum to swing it, all seven sections fully extended, and directly looped it over the head in the middle of the pond.

After the very last section looped around it, Runsheng flipped his hands, the top of the Seven-Star Hook locked, and immediately after, Runsheng used all his strength and began to pull backward.

On the water surface, violent waves immediately splashed, and a thick smell of fresh blood wafted out.

This was the thief who had fallen in first; by now, he had already been disemboweled.

"Ah!!!"

A piercing scream came, from the dead-walker, carrying bewitchment.

Runsheng made a prompt decision, bit the red pill in his mouth, and his whole spirit was jolted; the intense nausea stimulated his greater potential.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The dead-walker was pulled by him and kept moving toward this side.

Yin Meng's face showed pain, but she was still persisting.

Liu Yumei had said she was a clumsy girl, naturally dull, which was a disadvantage, but sometimes, this was also an advantage.

While Runsheng was pulling the dead-walker, Yin Meng drew her exorcism whip and lashed at it.

Every time the whip fell, the dead-walker's scream would become a point sharper, and everyone's pain would further intensify, but this was 'taming the eagle'; whoever endured, won.

When the screaming started, Tan Wenbin at first stood on tiptoe, the corners of his mouth curling up, revealing a strange smile;

He didn't hesitate to crush the powder pouch and slap it on his face while biting the red pill in his mouth, and then:

"Ugh!"

After vomiting a large mouthful, the corners of his mouth curled up again, revealing a strange smile, and as the nauseating taste in his mouth continued to seep into his stomach, he began to vomit again.

He was in a dynamic stage of being influenced, breaking the influence, and being influenced again to break the influence.

But even so, the movements of his hands didn't stop; his mouth was busy now, needing to laugh and vomit, so he couldn't recite the incantation.

But he relied on muscle memory to re-apply the new red mud to the 'Returning Home Net'.

Then, while vomiting and laughing, he moved to the edge of the pond like he was having a cramp, and with his last bit of strength and clarity, he threw the net in his hand.

The 'Returning Home Net' caught the dead-walker, and Tan Wenbin finally couldn't hold on anymore; the last thing he could do was fall backward, using his own weight to press down on the other end of the net as a stake.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Tan Wenbin, who was already lying on the ground foaming at the mouth while covered in crystal powder, and did nothing.

He could have acted to relieve Tan Wenbin's pain, but he could sense that the corpse-demon still had one last struggle left; he had to wait until that moment to act, so that he could finish this "salvage" cleanly and neatly.

The corpse-demon had reached the shore.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Raise the corpse!"

"Heave!"

Runsheng squatted in a horse stance, turned his body backward, propped the pole of the Seven-Star Hook on his shoulder, and then swung it forward with all his might.

The corpse-demon, like a big fish, was pulled out of the water and arrived in mid-air on the shore.

But just at this moment, the corpse-demon's eyes turned green, it opened its mouth, and a black snake protruded from it.

The snake's forehead was missing a piece and was dripping with blood, but at this moment, it was still exuding a dangerous aura.

Immediately, the snake's head suddenly swelled, as if ready to strike, but just before it was about to open its mouth, Li Zhuiyuan walked in front of Runsheng.

In the black snake's eyes, fear was revealed; it didn't have the memory of that spiritual thought, but it could share the perception.

The young man in front of it was terrifying.

Along with it, the corpse-demon's eyes, which had just turned green, also flickered.

Li Zhuiyuan pressed a seal with his left hand, drew a curse on his right arm, then slid down to the back of his right hand, and his right thumb pointed directly at the swelling snake head.

"Suppress!"

The snake head opened its mouth, but the green mist in its mouth couldn't overflow; instead, it retreated back, and along with the black snake itself, it was forcibly shrunk back into the corpse-demon's mouth.

The green mist erupted inside the corpse-demon, and wisps overflowed from its eyes, ears, mouth, and nose; at the same time, green ghost fire rose, illuminating its body until it was transparent.

Like the effect of a shadow play, one could see countless small snakes struggling frantically inside the corpse-demon's body.

"Heave!"

Runsheng exerted force again.

"Bang!"

The corpse-demon was heavily smashed onto the shore.

Yin Meng did a side flip, and the exorcism whip in her hand reached out again, wrapping around the corpse-demon's neck.

The corpse-demon roared, wanting to stand up, but as soon as it got up, it was pulled down again.

Runsheng dropped the Seven-Star Hook, picked up the Yellow River Shovel, and as the corpse-demon fell to the ground, he hacked fiercely at its neck!

"Pfft!"

The sharp Yellow River Shovel only pierced into its neck but failed to chop its head off.

The corpse-demon struggled to get up again; Yin Meng, while continuing to tighten the exorcism whip, slid over on her side, her feet clamping the corpse-demon's abdomen, one below and one above, forcing the dead-walker's body, which had only just risen halfway, to fall again.

This was a very dangerous move, mainly to coordinate with Runsheng's next shovel; if Runsheng couldn't finish it off, Yin Meng, who was in close contact with the dead-walker, would be in great danger.

Runsheng gritted his teeth, and the Yellow River Shovel fell again.

"Pfft!"

The corpse-demon's head was finally chopped off, body and head separated.

But the falling head was rolling toward Yin Meng.

Yin Meng, lying on the ground, could even see the snake bodies squirming constantly in the head's eye sockets and mouth.

Just at this critical moment, a fair, tender hand reached out, grabbed the head, and lifted it up.

Yin Meng raised her eyelids and looked at the young man standing in front of her.

Li Zhuiyuan looked down at her: "Next time, unless it's a last resort, don't use life-swapping moves."

"Hiss, hiss!"

Inside the head held by the young man, a black snake, its skin torn and flesh gaping and exuding a burnt smell, drilled out swiftly, heading straight for the young man's face.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't even look at it, just snapped his left fingers.

"Snap!"

The black snake's body froze directly.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to look at Yin Meng and said: "If I hadn't suppressed what it was about to spit out in advance and burned most of the small snakes in its body to death, when you got close just now, any one of those snakes could have bitten you and poisoned you."

While speaking, the young man reached out and grabbed the frozen snake body; vaguely, the vision there appeared twisted and folded, as if invisible flames were igniting in the young man's palm.

The already charred snake body began to crack at this moment, flesh and meat separated, and finally turned into ashes and poured down.

Li Zhuiyuan patted the ashes in his hand, but still felt the greasy slipperiness of snake oil all over his hands.

He could only turn around, find a pile of sand, and grab a handful of sand to rub in his hands.

On the other side, the headless corpse-demon had already begun to gradually turn into pus.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the side and asked Runsheng: "Is it male or female?"

The complexion was too pale, the physique was bloated, and it was wearing a discolored long gown, so it was really hard to tell the gender before death for a moment.

"I don't know, let me check."

Runsheng said, picking up the Yellow River Shovel and poking underneath.

"Forget it, no need."

"Oh, okay."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to Tan Wenbin's side, tapped Tan Wenbin's forehead three times with his knuckles, then closed his eyes and covered Tan Wenbin's face with his palm.

After a few breaths, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly lifted his hand upward, and as Tan Wenbin opened his eyes, his neck followed upward.

"Crack!"

"Ah... oh..."

Tan Wenbin woke up, but his hands were clutching his neck.

Li Zhuiyuan: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I twisted my neck, it hurts so much."

Tan Wenbin sat up, but his head was still tilted, as if he had slept with a stiff neck.

Runsheng glanced at him: "The only work-related injury."

Tan Wenbin: "Which one of you knows how to set bones?"

Runsheng: "I'll do it."

"Get lost. Mengmeng, do you know how?"

"I only know how to crack my own neck, I don't dare crack others'."

Tan Wenbin could only look at Li Zhuiyuan with a pleading gaze.

"Brother Binbin, after you go back to school, go to the infirmary and find a doctor."

"Hey, alright."

Li Zhuiyuan stood by the pond and looked down.

Runsheng said: "Xiaoyuan, I'll go down and feel around to see if there's anything."

"Brother Runsheng, the water is dirty."

Not only was there a floating corpse drifting on top, but it was also the corpse-demon's original hiding place.

"It's not dirty, it's fine."

Runsheng took off his shirt and pants, and after a short run-up, jumped in.

This short movement made Li Zhuiyuan vaguely see the shadow of Uncle Qin jumping into the river back then.

"Yin Meng, you pack up the tools; Brother Binbin, you go and check on those people's situation."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the side of the 'dead-walker'; the dead-walker could no longer be seen, only a pool of pus and a piece of clothing.

He found an iron rod and poked it; there were many slender, black, crispy things in the clothes, which shattered as soon as the iron rod touched them; they should have been the small snakes that were originally inside the dead-walker's body.

If the green mist had really been sprayed out along with these poisonous snakes inside its body earlier, it would have been really hard to clean up.

Besides that, he only saw a black stone; looking at the shape, it should have been a jade pendant, but it had long been soaked in corpse Qi and had become worthless.

Li Zhuiyuan used some force to tap it; the jade shattered, and the inside was also black, in powder form.

Fortunately, Li Zhuiyuan hadn't held much expectation for this anyway; sometimes, looting a corpse was just a habit, like salvaging a dead-walker, enjoying the process.

Tan Wenbin came back after a lap: "Brother Xiaoyuan, those monks and Daoists are all unconscious now, seriously injured, but it's just broken arms or legs, no life-threatening danger. On the other hand, over there, I just saw one; one of the thieves must have been in a hurry to escape and fell onto the steel bars. Such a thick steel bar pierced directly through his chest; he probably won't make it."

"Did he see what you look like?"

"No, no, his face wasn't facing me."

Movement came from underwater; Runsheng surfaced, got on the shore, holding an incense burner in his hand.

"Xiaoyuan, it's a mess down there; there should have been a water burial originally, but it was dug open. I just saw this thing might have some value, take a look."

Li Zhuiyuan took the incense burner; it was very small, only palm-sized, but very heavy.

The base was a turtle, and there was a stele in the middle of the incense burner.

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is used for divination and fortune-telling; light an incense and ask about good or bad luck."

Runsheng scratched his head: "Then it's useless to you, Xiaoyuan."

"It's useful. In the future, when I encounter a fork in the road and don't know which one to take, I can light an incense and ask it. If I go to a place like a water burial palace again, I can also rely on it to point the way."

Tan Wenbin asked: "Then what's the difference between that and flipping a coin?"

"It has to be used in conjunction with a Luo Pan, the 'Seeking Yin and Asking the Way' method, and fate calculation algorithms."

Tan Wenbin blinked: "If only they taught this in Calculus class."

"Brother Runsheng, put it away; in the future, when the team acts, bring it along too."

"Okay."

Runsheng put on his clothes and reached out to take the incense burner.

"Wait a minute, there are words underneath." Li Zhuiyuan held up the incense burner again; it had been soaked in water earlier, and the overall color was dark, so it couldn't be seen, but now that it had dried a bit, white knife-carved patterns appeared.

Tan Wenbin turned on his flashlight and helped shine it over.

Li Zhuiyuan observed carefully and found that a very simple ghost face had been drawn on it first. After reading the line of words below, Li Zhuiyuan was certain that this ghost face should be a human face, with a nose and eyes.

The sentence below was: "This is Ye Dui's true appearance."

Tan Wenbin read the words out, then asked suspiciously: "Why does this sound so much like a child's tone?"

These words were carved on the base, that is, on the turtle's belly, just like elementary school students like to write the names of their desk mates or friends on some illustrations.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Maybe it's just a child playing around."

"Then who is Ye Dui?"

"Do you know Liu Bowen?"

"Know him, Old Zhu's strategist."

"Similar figure, but he returned to the wild before Old Zhu became emperor."

Tan Wenbin pointed at the pool of pus on the ground and said incredulously: "Is it him?"

"Definitely not. Even if such a figure turned into a dead-walker, it wouldn't be so easily solved. Although the gender of this dead-walker couldn't be clearly seen, it should have been a middle-aged person when it died, which doesn't match Ye Dui."

"Besides, this burner is a treasure itself; it's no exception whose hands it falls into."

Li Zhuiyuan handed the incense burner to Runsheng, and Runsheng put it into his backpack.

Tan Wenbin asked Runsheng curiously: "Was there nothing else down there?"

"Nothing." Runsheng pointed at the pond, "You can go down and take another look."

"I'm not going down." Tan Wenbin shook his head, then, "Hiss... it hurts."

Li Zhuiyuan explained: "Maybe when it was first dug open, the things were taken away by the workers at that time. Alright, let's go back."

The four of them left the construction site along the original path. When they detoured to the entrance of the construction site, they found that both security guards were staying in the security booth.

And the tricycle that was originally parked on the roadside in the northwest corner was also gone, steel bars were scattered all over the ground; the last thief must have ridden away in a hurry after climbing out.

"Brother Binbin."

"Understood."

Tan Wenbin picked up a brick, originally wanting to throw it over to remind them to go out and save people, but as soon as the brick hit the security booth, the two guards pushed open the door and ran out of the construction site, screaming.

They must have heard the commotion from inside the construction site earlier and were in a state of high tension; now they didn't even want the main gate anymore.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, then should I go find a public phone to call the police now?"

"Hmm, go find a phone booth over there and call your dad."

"My dad doesn't manage this area..."

"Your dad is actually responsible for this now."

Finding a phone booth, after making the call, the four of them walked a bit further before hailing a taxi. Because there were too many things to fit, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin took the first one, and Yin Meng and Runsheng hailed the next one.

Watching the first taxi leave, Yin Meng said: "We should buy a pickup truck."

Runsheng nodded: "Next time I'll ride out the tricycle the cafeteria uses to buy groceries."

"This is Jin Ling, a big city; a tricycle is too slow."

"No matter how far away, pedaling a bit longer will get there."

Yin Meng took a few deep breaths, a smile appeared on her face; she tilted her neck, relaxed her shoulders, and felt this physical and mental comfort.

"Such a refreshing feeling, Runsheng, do you have it?"

Runsheng: "It's like the extreme sports foreigners like in movies; it's addictive, and so is salvaging dead-walkers."

"Xiaoyuan just educated me."

"Hmm, you really shouldn't have gotten close to the dead-walker so early."

"My head got hot, and the moves were used instinctively."

"Just be careful next time; you didn't make a mistake."

"Do you think I'm cheap? I still prefer Xiaoyuan's cold appearance from before. He speaks much more softly now, which actually makes me panic."

"However, Xiaoyuan doesn't like his own cold appearance."

"Runsheng, I have a feeling that Xiaoyuan is deliberately waiting for us to grow up."

"Actually, no, Xiaoyuan is waiting for himself to grow up."

After getting in the car, Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and slept for a while; when he woke up, he had already arrived at the school gate.

Walking into the campus and returning to the dormitory, the washbasin in the middle of the night was empty, and the two of them took a shower.

When pouring basin after basin of cold water over his body, Li Zhuiyuan not only felt the pleasure but also sensed a relaxation and joy from the bottom of his heart.

Although very weak, and although it would disappear after a while, it did exist. After showering and returning to the bed in the dormitory, Tan Wenbin tossed and turned, waving his arms from time to time and smiling from time to time.

"Brother Binbin, if you don't sleep, it's going to be dawn."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm excited; my head is full of scenes from the construction site, I can't sleep."

"You still have military training tomorrow."

"It's fine, Lin Shu You won't be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, I can continue to ask for leave to accompany him. By the way, Brother Xiaoyuan, I saw you when I was unconscious."

"Hmm?"

"I saw you use your thumb to press down a big snake, and then you grabbed that snake and burned it to ashes."

Saying this, Tan Wenbin clapped his hands: "Really, this clapping action afterward is amazing!"

"Did you see the fire?"

"I saw it, black fire."

"Then you were 'walking in the underworld'."

"I walked in the underworld? I thought I was half-unconscious and couldn't move my body at the time; if I had known, I would have gotten up to help you catch the snake."

"If you had come over, you might have been burned along with it."

"Uh... then that's fortunate."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't continue the conversation, closed his eyes, and dozed off for a while.

Just as dawn broke, he got up early; even counting the time in the car, he hadn't actually rested for long. After packing his things and putting them into his schoolbag, he left the dormitory.

Liu Yi had just gotten up and opened the door, when she saw the young man push open the courtyard gate and walk in.

"Xiaoyuan, you're coming earlier and earlier."

"Good morning, Liu Yi."

"I haven't started making breakfast yet, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine."

"Then wait, I'll comb Grandma Liu's hair first and then make you breakfast."

"Okay, no rush, I'm not very hungry."

Li Zhuiyuan walked into the living room and sat down on a chair.

Liu Yumei was sitting with her back to him, and Liu Yi walked behind her and picked up a comb.

Not long after she started combing, A Li, wearing white silk pajamas, walked down from upstairs.

Liu Yumei could only say: "Just comb it a few times."

"Hey, I know." Liu Yi quickened the movements of her hands.

"Alright, that's it." Liu Yumei turned to the side and waved at A Li, "A Li, come, come to Grandma's side."

A Li looked at Li Zhuiyuan, and Li Zhuiyuan smiled at her.

The girl walked to Grandma's side and sat down, and Liu Yumei combed her hair herself.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to sit there quietly watching; A Li raised her hand, wanting to play chess, and Li Zhuiyuan accepted.

But when the young man habitually wanted to start the second and third games at the same time, the girl didn't make a move.

Liu Yumei glanced at the young man and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong, did you go set fires again last night?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "No, I went to the construction site."

"Your great-grandfather didn't send you living expenses, so you need to go to the construction site to work and earn money?"

"He sent them."

After combing A Li's hair, Liu Yumei showed a satisfied expression.

Over the years, her greatest joy every day was combing and dressing her granddaughter, and her second greatest joy was designing new clothes for her granddaughter.

"Time for breakfast."

The three of them came to the dining table and sat down.

Liu Yi brought the breakfast up, with a smile on her lips.

In the past, if A Li hadn't finished combing her hair before coming out to see the young man, the old lady would have been unhappy and would have nagged a lot about "decency"; now, the old lady seemed to be used to it.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't have much of an appetite; when Liu Yumei put down her chopsticks, before she had time to say "after eating, come to the study to talk," Li Zhuiyuan also put down his chopsticks.

The old one and the young one entered the study just like that.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his schoolbag and took out the complete version of the "Liu Family Qi-Gazing Technique" he had transcribed.

Liu Yumei glanced at the thickness and sighed silently in her heart.

To be honest, she had been a bit tired after translating two volumes in the past two days; on one hand, her age meant her energy was inevitably insufficient, and on the other hand, the original intention of doing this work was to provide a better learning path for future descendants.

As a result, the successor she was now introducing was still so young, and it was provided by someone else, which meant that the things she was doing now would very likely not be used by anyone in her lifetime.

People always easily lose patience with an invisible future.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the advanced version of the "Qin Family Dragon-Observing Method" and handed it over.

Liu Yumei's expression was slightly stunned; although she had already been shocked, she would still be surprised when facing a similar situation again.

After flipping through it again to confirm it was the whole book, and then looking at the fatigue between the young man's brows, she couldn't help but feel comforted while also feeling very distressed:

"You've worked hard, child."

"Grandma, this is what I should do."

"Staying up late is already harmful to the body, and staying up late to do harmful things is even more likely to damage one's health."

"It's not hard work."

Li Zhuiyuan knew that Liu Yumei mistakenly thought he had stayed up late last night to write these.

"Not hard work? Why, is the 'Qin Family Dragon-Observing Method' easier?"

"Hmm, after reading the 'Liu Family Qi-Gazing Technique', the 'Qin Family Dragon-Observing Method' became simple."

"Hehehehe..."

Liu Yumei covered her mouth and laughed.

After a long time, she calmed down and said again: "I told that old thing back then that these things of his Qin family were very crude and simple; look, it's true, isn't it."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled and didn't respond.

"Alright, go upstairs and find A Li."

"Okay, Grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the study and went upstairs.

Liu Yi walked in with a fruit platter, and seeing only the old lady left, she couldn't help but laugh: "I say, how is the progress of this class getting faster and faster?"

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't pinch your cheap skin."

"What's wrong? Tell me so I can be happy too."

Liu Yumei handed the "Qin Family Dragon-Observing Method" to Liu Yi, and Liu Yi flipped through it and glanced at it, surprised: "Xiaoyuan finished writing it directly?"

Immediately after, Liu Yi added: "This is much faster than reading our 'Liu Family Qi-Gazing Technique'."

"Alright, stop telling lies to make me happy. These two books of the Qin and Liu families are originally from the same source; after understanding one family, it's inevitable that it will be twice the result with half the effort when looking at the second family."

"If he had looked at the Qin family first and then the Liu family, it would have been the same."

"That kid didn't lie, but deliberately arranged the truth to make me happy."

"Look at you, you're happy when people say that, laughing 'hehehe', I heard it when I was cutting fruit outside the house, but if the same words came out of my mouth, you would lecture me."

"Alright, I see it now; a house-born child is a house-born child after all; no matter how close, they can't be closer than a direct disciple."

"If you have the ability, why don't you give me a few days to raise the insights of these two books to a higher level?"

"Humph, I don't have that ability, and even less leisure time; what can I compare with others? They are direct disciples, and maybe they will be direct heirs in the future."

"In the past, when the family rules were strict, with his status, A Li and I would have to kowtow and call him 'Young Master' when we saw him."

"What direct heir or not, isn't it still early? Even if we want to mention it, it will be a few years later."

Liu Yi deliberately leaned on Liu Yumei, rubbed against her lightly, and while laughing, stroked the old lady's arm:

"Listen, these words sound really soft now."

"You didn't look down on people back then, saying that recruiting a dragon crossing the river as a son-in-law would worry about changing the surname of the Qin and Liu family's foundation."

"Now, even if he doesn't become this son-in-law, aren't the family assets of the Qin and Liu families still his?"

"Alright, stop being cheeky. When A Li comes back tomorrow, give this book to him; although he has already learned it, if he can gain more insights, there will be improvements in all aspects."

"A Li still sees it clearly; a year ago at Uncle Li's house, he had already probed Xiaoyuan's tone, asking if he minded the child's surname."

Liu Yumei pricked up her ears to listen.

Liu Yi deliberately stopped the conversation, tidied up the coffee table, and said to herself:

"Alright, I don't dare to be cheeky anymore, I'm really afraid of making you, the old lady, angry and using family law to teach me a lesson."

"Asking for a beating!"

Li Zhuiyuan and A Li came to the rooftop terrace and sat down on the rattan chairs respectively.

The young man was still recounting what happened last night at the beginning, but as he spoke, accompanied by the early morning sun covering his body and the special peace of mind he could always experience when he was by the girl's side, he fell asleep.

It was mainly because things had happened for several nights in a row, and with lack of sleep and energy consumption, his body was already exhausted.

A Li lay on her side next to him, her hand supporting her chin, earnestly watching the sleeping young man.

The girl knew that the young man clearly had no emotions in his heart, but he would always appear extremely rich in front of her.

Because she was timid and didn't dare to go out, he moved the world into her room.

Halfway through, Liu Yi walked onto the terrace with iced drinks in her hands.

As if sensing that the young man was asleep, her footsteps suddenly became inaudible, but she came to the rattan chair like floating and moving.

Liu Yi pointed at the young man, then pointed below.

A Li nodded.

Liu Yi bent down and reached out to pick up the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan sensed it, opened his eyes, and after seeing it was Liu Yi, closed them again; he was too tired and was sleeping soundly, not wanting to be interrupted.

Liu Yi carried the young man to the second floor, originally wanting to settle him into the guest room to continue sleeping.

A Li opened her room door and looked at her.

Liu Yi hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she couldn't resist and still placed the young man on A Li's bed.

Before leaving, she also casually lit a sleep-aiding incense.

A Li picked up her thin quilt, folded it neatly according to the young man's habits back home, and then covered it on the young man's stomach.

Subsequently, the girl sat down at the desk, placed a stack of yellow talisman paper in front of her, and picked up a brush dipped in cinnabar gold.

The brush tip fell, and it was done in one go.

Every time she finished drawing a talisman, the girl would wave her hand, and this drawn talisman paper would fly to the wall and stick itself up.

The girl drew a wall of talisman paper in one breath.

Putting down the brush and resting it against the inkstone, the brush, which had lost its restraint and had long been overwhelmed, split and spread directly.

The girl didn't care, looked up at the three types of talisman paper on the wall.

First, she beckoned, and a row of talisman paper fell, stacking in the girl's palm.

Then she beckoned again, and the second row fell, followed by the third row.

The girl tied each stack with a rope, and then put the three stacks of talisman paper into the young man's schoolbag.

Having drawn so many talismans at once, the girl also felt tired.

She turned the chair by the desk toward the bed, sat on it, stepped on the edge of the bed with her feet, and folded her hands on her knees.

Everything seemed to have returned to the past.

Just like in the east room at Li Sanjiang's house, she sat in the room, sat on a small stool, her feet on the threshold, only now, there was a sleeping young man on the threshold accompanying her to sunbathe.

In the past, the thing she hated most was sleeping, because every time she closed her eyes, those things would immediately swarm in front of her, teasing, intimidating, and cursing her.

Each one was recounting the grievances of being suppressed by a certain ancestor back then, vowing to make her descendants pay for all this pain.

But behind her, those ancestral tablets that used to suppress these dead-walkers and evil spirits cracked one by one, without any movement, just indifferently watching her alone, facing group after group outside.

When she was a child, she saw Grandma liked to talk to the tablets.

She had also learned, in her dreams, to beg those tablets, but the only response to her was loneliness and silence.

Later, she knew that Grandma actually knew that the tablets couldn't hear what she said at all.

She liked to collect things the boy had used, because the boy's smell and traces remained on them; those boxes filled with collections were her confidence, her straw in her dreams.

Now, she was tired, she was exhausted, she wanted to sleep, and then, she naturally fell asleep.

She returned to that simple and ancient house, it was raining outside, and in the curtain of rain, terrifying shadows were emerging.

She came, and they also knew she came.

The girl stood up; this time, she didn't sit on the stool in the room, but sat on the threshold, half of her body exposed outside the house, her back against the door frame, looking at the other end of the threshold.

In her heart, she imagined him leaning on the other end.

Liu Yumei had reminded Li Zhuiyuan more than once that walking in the underworld too frequently was easy to lose control and cause problems, and it would be impossible to distinguish between dreams and reality.

Everyone had their own characteristics, but the experience of the elders was not unreasonable.

Li Zhuiyuan, sleeping soundly on the bed, seemed to sense something, and his eyelids trembled.

Then, in A Li's dream perspective, the boy really appeared, leaning on the threshold, continuing to sleep soundly.

Outside, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.

The girl also closed her eyes.

For the first time, the girl sitting on the chair, when she fell asleep, had two dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"My, my, my eyebrows, my eyelashes?"

Lin Shu You looked at his bald face in the mirror, feeling incomparably surprised.

Things like eyebrows and eyelashes seemed unimportant, but when you really lost them, the whole face would look very strange.

Beside him, Tan Wenbin, who had just finished catching up on sleep, yawned and stretched.

"A You, you're awake?"

"What's wrong with my face, and it hurts a bit." Lin Shu You touched the back of his head, and at the same height as his eyes in front, a circle of hair was missing.

"Side effects of the spirit possession, I guess."

"As a spirit medium, how come I don't know that the side effects of spirit possession include this?"

"There are many things you don't know, which is why you need to read and learn more."

"Really?"

"Nonsense." Tan Wenbin looked at the clock on the hospital room wall, "Are you hungry?"

"I've eaten, I saw you were sleeping soundly so I didn't call you."

"It wasn't to accompany you and take care of you; do you know how difficult you are to serve? You kept kicking the quilt and talking in your sleep when you were unconscious; your sleeping posture is too bad. If you get married in the future, your wife will also sleep in a separate room from you."

"Sorry... thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? Do you need to say these two words between us?" Tan Wenbin patted Lin Shu You's shoulder, "Come, change to two other words."

"Big brother."

"Hahahaha!"

When Xiaoyuan called him "brother", Tan Wenbin felt nothing, just thinking his own father had given him another name called "Tan Wenbin Brother".

But this guy calling him brother, he could really feel happy.

Lin Shu You didn't deliberately approach Tan Wenbin for Li Zhuiyuan; they met during the class military training, and Tan Wenbin's lively and cheerful personality made it easy for him to mix in the class.

And Lin Shu You, only after painting his face and opening his face, would show another side, arrogant and confident.

On weekdays, his personality was very introverted and timid.

Tan Wenbin took a fancy to this point, fearing he would be bullied, so he took the initiative to cover for him, and by the way, wanted to develop another errand boy for his own Brother Yuan.

Who knew he would suddenly pick a big thunder, almost sending the team to heaven collectively.

"Big brother, aren't you going to military training?"

"Isn't it to accompany you? The instructor approved my leave."

"Sigh, then you might not be able to be the class monitor."

Generally speaking, those who are more active and have a higher sense of presence during military training are highly likely to be elected as class monitor after military training ends.

Tan Wenbin wanted to laugh a bit; sometimes, he really didn't understand what this guy was thinking.

Clearly having such good skills, he was really willing to call him brother, just to let him go to military training with him and grab the faucet at the washbasin.

Moreover, he actually had an obsession with the position of "class monitor"!

This felt like an adult obsessed with playing "house" games.

In short, it was really difficult to connect the guy in front of him with the Bai He Master Master Tongzi who lifted Runsheng up on the playground that night.

"A You, let me ask you something."

"Big brother, what is it?"

Tan Wenbin reached out and touched Lin Shu You's head, confirmed he didn't have a fever, and asked: "When you were back home, did anyone tell you that you might have some problems mentally?"

"Mental problems?"

"For example, the term very popular in newspapers now: split personality?"

"Do I have it?"

"Seems like it."

"I don't feel it, my family is the same as me."

Tan Wenbin wrinkled his face; is this a family inheritance?

No, it's more like an occupational disease.

Spirit possession, god descent, as the name implies, isn't it easy to have a split personality?

"Big brother, do you think I'm sick?"

"No, it's fine, it's quite good, you're quite cute like this, much better than after painting your face; don't paint it if you have nothing to do in the future."

His sixth sense told him that his own Brother Yuan seemed to be very good at treating this kind of disease, at least very experienced with this kind of disease.

But Brother Yuan didn't want to pull Lin Shu You too close, so Tan Wenbin didn't recommend a famous doctor.

Most importantly, if he was cured, what's the point? Is it to look the same even if he didn't paint his face?

Look at that night, even though he was so seriously injured, he was still arguing with Brother Yuan on the bed; now his face was clean and hairless, and the whole person was much more pleasing to the eye.

Just then, two girls appeared outside the hospital room, Wu Xue and Xu Bailu.

"Good morning, seniors."

Tan Wenbin raised his hand to greet them, and then walked out.

Lin Shu You looked at Tan Wenbin, who was talking and laughing with the two seniors in the corridor outside the window, and a pure and envious smile appeared on his face.

Before painting his face, he didn't dare to talk to girls much, but after painting his face, he had no interest in girls.

Refusing the invitations to dinner and amusement park issued by the two seniors at the same time, Tan Wenbin walked back.

"Big brother, are you going to talk about a partner?"

Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes at him: "Fart."

He just followed Brother Yuan's instructions yesterday afternoon to find the senior who had woken up and probe for information.

And from the perspective of the two seniors, they had just experienced a supernatural event and were feeling uneasy, when a sunny junior suddenly descended to enlighten and comfort them, and also revealed his professionalism in this regard; this favor was very easy to rise.

After all, the blow of encountering a ghost to a normal person was much greater than a breakup.

Besides, no one stipulated that the Prince Charming in fairy tales couldn't catch ghosts.

It's just that Tan Wenbin had no interest in falling in love.

The excitement of salvaging the dead-walker last night hadn't passed yet; when he went to find Runsheng and the others for dinner at night, he could still review and savor it.

"Then big brother, don't you plan to find a partner in college?"

"No such plan."

Somehow, Zhou Yunyun, the class monitor in high school, appeared in Tan Wenbin's mind.

He thought of the girl shouting that she liked him in the noisy classroom before the college entrance examination.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

He never regretted his refusal back then, and besides, this didn't affect the beauty of savoring that moment now.

It's just that after the college entrance examination, he had no direct contact with Zhou Yunyun, only in the phone calls with his mother, his mother told him that Zhou Yunyun was also in a university in Jin Ling, it seemed to be Jin Ling Audit.

His own mother also instigated him to find contact information again, anyway, they were in the same city, it was convenient to contact, and they could go home together during winter and summer vacations.

"Big brother, do you have someone you like?"

Tan Wenbin pretended to be deep and said: "The past can only be remembered."

Lin Shu You nodded and said: "So the person you like is already dead."

Tan Wenbin: "..."

The doctor came to do an examination in the afternoon and praised Lin Shu You's recovery speed.

When Tan Wenbin first sent him over, the doctor suggested transferring him to another hospital; after all, with such a serious injury, the school infirmary and community hospital might really not be able to control the injury.

But Tan Wenbin shook his head firmly, saying it didn't matter, he was just a newborn calf.

Sure enough, Lin Shu You didn't let Tan Wenbin down; although his recovery speed wasn't as exaggerated as Runsheng's, essentially he couldn't be counted as an ordinary person.

With the same injury, Tan Wenbin felt that he would have to lie in bed for at least ten days or half a month before he could get out of bed, but this guy could recover his ability to act in two days, and even thought about dragging Tan Wenbin to continue participating in military training to facilitate competing for class monitor.

Tan Wenbin was too lazy to argue with him, handled his discharge procedures, and helped him return to the dormitory.

In the afternoon, everyone in the dormitory went to class.

Tan Wenbin saw the red sausage on the small offering table, picked it up familiarly, and took a bite.

Lin Shu You tried to stop him: "Big brother, this is what Senior Lu Yi brought to offer to the ancestors."

"It's fine, it's the same if I eat it."

Lu Yi didn't want to tell the people in the dormitory that the dormitory had been haunted, so he made up this reason.

"By the way, where are your tools for opening your face? Let me take a look."

"In my cabinet, the top left cabinet."

Tan Wenbin opened the cabinet, and inside was a set of brushes and paints; he took them out and asked: "Are there any requirements?"

"Different objects of spirit possession, different faces are painted."

"So many things, so particular?"

"You have to pay attention to details."

"But I remember that night Brother Xiaoyuan was like this." Tan Wenbin stretched out five fingers and turned around his face, "He just dipped his five fingers in red ink and painted it casually like this."

Lin Shu You was speechless for a moment.

"So, is this actually okay?"

"A powerful spirit medium can possess spirits without opening their face." Lin Shu You paused, then said, "But that night he told me he was lying to me, he didn't possess spirits."

"Was he lying to you?"

"Lying to... Bai He Master Master Tongzi."

Lin Shu You's voice got lower and lower, Bai He Master Master Tongzi: vertical pupils open, evil spirits appear.

What kind of disguise and deception could deceive the vertical pupils of the Bai He Master Master Tongzi?

If he hadn't lied, the one who possessed him that night might really have been General Sun.

That was an existence that Lin Shu You himself couldn't invite down now.

"But big brother, why did he lie to me that he didn't invite..."

"Sigh, my Brother Xiaoyuan likes to be low-key."

Lin Shu You nodded: "My grandfather also said that in the past few decades, the Liu family Long Wang has indeed been very low-key, but he is so young, he will walk the river in the future, right?"

"Ah, that's for sure."

Tan Wenbin nodded seriously, although he still hadn't figured out exactly what walking the river meant until now.

Could it be, carrying a knife, from the head of the Yangtze River, all the way to the tail of the Yangtze River?

"Then if he walks the river in the future, please ask him to grant a name card first, I will definitely persuade my grandfather to bow his head."

"Eh?" Tan Wenbin was a water conservancy student after all, and asked suspiciously, "Does the Yangtze River pass through your hometown?"

"Uh, I don't know the specifics very well. My grandfather said that those who walk the river, while suppressing evil spirits to achieve their own merits, will also involve many causes and effects, sometimes involving other sects and families."

"According to the temperament of the Long Wang family, whoever is involved, if their family dares not to cooperate and bow their heads, then they must fight until they bow their heads, otherwise how can they be called Long Wang?"

"Damn, listening to it makes my blood boil."

Tan Wenbin fanned his collar: "Then when I go to your house in the future, you must give me some face."

"I can only persuade, I still have my master above me, and my grandfather above my master."

"Then you have to exert your subjective initiative; go back during winter and summer vacations and start usurping the throne first."

"I..."

"Just kidding, just kidding."

"I will persuade, because he is different from you, big brother..."

"Why is it always he, he, he? Forgot what I taught you, use honorifics."

"Big brother is different from you, Brother Bin; big brother is too ruthless. When he walks the river in the future, I'm afraid that if the family doesn't bow their heads, they will be..."

Tan Wenbin didn't know how to answer this, because he knew that this was really his own Brother Yuan's style.

Not to mention the past, what they actually did last night was to cut the weeds and dig up the roots.

However, he still had to cover for his own big brother outside:

"Hey, at least my Brother Yuan spared your life, and you still say he's ruthless?"

"It's not that I saw it."

It was the Bai He Master Master Tongzi.

After a brief silence, Tan Wenbin stood up: "Alright, you rest well, military training is not urgent, at least not tomorrow, I have something to do."

"What is more important than running for class monitor?"

"If you mention class monitor in front of me again, I'll take your paint brush and paint the Pure Altar Messenger on your face!"

Walking out of Lu Yi's dormitory and returning to his own dormitory, Brother Xiaoyuan hadn't come back yet.

Tan Wenbin sat at his desk and read a professional book.

When it was almost dark, the dormitory door was pushed open, and Li Zhuiyuan came back with his schoolbag on his back.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, what have you been busy with?"

"Went to catch up on sleep." Li Zhuiyuan opened his schoolbag, took out three bundles of talisman paper, and handed them to Tan Wenbin, "They are 'Evil-Breaking Talisman', 'Sealing Talisman', and 'Clearing-Heart Talisman' respectively. Divide them into four equal parts, and after keeping one part for yourself, send them to Runsheng and Yin Meng."

Tan Wenbin bent down, found a few copies of "Righteous Path Demon Subduing Record" from the book bag under his feet, flipped through the pages quickly, and found the place where the talismans were recorded.

Then, he carefully compared the illustrations in the book, matched the names with the patterns on the talisman paper, then took out double-sided tape, wrote the names on it, divided them into four equal parts, bundled them with wide paper strips, and then pasted the double-sided tape with the corresponding names on them.

"Phew..."

After doing all this, he stood up and left the table: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm going to deliver the talismans. Do you want me to bring you dinner?"

"No need, I ate before coming back."

After Tan Wenbin left, Li Zhuiyuan didn't read, but lay on the bed, pillowing his head with his hands, looking at the ceiling.

Tomorrow is the day Liu Yumei officially moves, and it is also the day he officially enters the sect.

There is a feeling in his heart that after studying for a year, he can finally officially enter the school.

Really looking forward to it.

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ps: After writing this chapter, I found it exceeded 20,000 words. According to the rules of Qidian, a chapter cannot exceed 20,000 words, otherwise it cannot be sent out, so it can only be divided into two chapters. This chapter is connected to the next chapter.

Don't panic, hold everyone tight!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 94 =====