Chapter 106

Chapter 103

After checking the rooms, Doctor Fan Shulin returned to his duty room and leaned back in his chair, stretching with a big yawn.

"Ah~ I'm so sleepy."

He had a class reunion last night. After the main event dispersed, he and two of his closest classmates went for a smaller gathering. They originally just wanted to chat for a bit and then go home, but one of them suddenly got teary-eyed and started talking about their relationship troubles. He and the other person just listened and helped analyze the situation.

The three of them chatted until it was almost daylight, which was why he felt so drained working the night shift now.

Fan Shulin pulled out the bottom drawer of his desk, uncovered the newspaper on top, and took out a magazine with a worn cover.

As he read,

Hmm,

Energized.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A knock on the door sounded.

"Coming."

Fan Shulin opened the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw who it was. Then, he almost habitually moved his gaze to look behind the person. Sure enough, they were carrying someone!

Damn it, this is just a clinic, not the City People's Hospital or the Provincial Hospital.

"Brother Fan, you're still on the night shift? Looks like your leader really values training you."

"Send him to a big hospital! This is a school clinic!"

"Don't be like that, Brother Fan. You have miraculous hands that bring people back to life, a modern Hua Tuo! If we have a headache or fever, we'll definitely rush to you."

"When have you ever sent someone here with just a headache or fever?"

"His head was knocked, and he also has a fever."

"If there are any problems from the treatment, I can't be held responsible."

"My Brother Fan is truly modest, humble as a valley."

Fan Shulin sighed. He knew he couldn't win against this guy. After all, he had failed the two previous times. This time, he was even a bit too lazy to struggle.

"Go to the next room."

"You really know how to talk."

Lin Shuyou was placed on the examination table by Tan Wenbin, and Fan Shulin began treating the wound.

The first time he was very panicked, the second time he was very uneasy, and the third time, which was now, he surprisingly found himself quite calm.

Mainly, the two people this guy brought were quite resilient. Despite such heavy injuries, they showed obvious signs of recovery the next day after treatment and could even get out of bed on the third day.

Fan Shulin: "How many gangs does our school have now?"

Tan Wenbin: "Oh, there might be quite a few. Otherwise, how could there be so many fights?"

"Then your gang isn't doing so well. Someone always gets such heavy injuries and gets sent to the clinic. No one from the other gangs has been sent here before."

"Because they don't need medical treatment."

"Then your gang is still fierce."

"That's right. Every time our boss leads us out, we aim to completely wipe them out."

Fan Shulin laughed. He felt like he had made a very interesting joke.

Tan Wenbin also laughed along.

After treating the wound, Tan Wenbin pushed Lin Shuyou into the ward.

When Dr. Fan Shulin came over to hang the IV, Tan Wenbin took out some money, put it in Fan Shulin's white coat, and gently patted it.

"You worked hard, Brother Fan."

"If you need anything, just call me."

The young doctor always felt uneasy and awkward when receiving a red envelope, stuttering a bit.

After the doctor left, Tan Wenbin carefully observed Lin Shuyou's condition. Seeing that his face was already rosy, he finally relaxed and leaned on the accompanying chair, closing his eyes and starting to sleep.

He had a dream. In the dream, he stood by a river, constantly picking up stones and throwing them to skip on the water. There were too many stones on the riverbank, he couldn't finish throwing them, simply couldn't finish.

He didn't know how long he threw before Tan Wenbin woke up. He glanced at the clock hanging on the ward wall; it was nine in the morning. He hadn't slept long at all.

There was soybean milk and fried dough sticks on the bedside table. They were a bit cold, but still edible.

Tan Wenbin knew this was sent by Doctor Fan before he went off duty.

Behind them, there was also a small bag of dates. They should be the snacks he kept in the duty room.

Just as he finished breakfast, Tan Wenbin saw Lin Shuyou wake up, just turning his head and looking at him.

"Sorry, I..."

"Need to pee?"

Tan Wenbin bent down and took out the urinal from under the bed.

"No, I..."

"You're more heavily injured this time, but recovering faster than last time."

Lin Shuyou heard these words and suddenly seemed to remember something. He reached out to lift his patient gown, while also trying to lift his head to look down.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait, I'll lift you up."

Tan Wenbin held up the urinal again.

"How is this possible? This face tattoo, why is it complete?"

Tan Wenbin's eyebrows shot up, and he immediately grasped the key point: "You broke this face tattoo yourself?"

"Yes."

"Why did you want to do that?"

"I applied to Jinling University, I just wanted to leave home a bit further."

"Having conflicts with your family?"

"Not exactly, I just have some disagreements with my master, and my grandpa also sides with my master."

"Why didn't I hear you mention it before?"

"It's not like we cut ties, I still have to go home for winter break. I just felt there was no need to say anything."

"Oh."

Tan Wenbin picked up a date and took a bite. It was still quite sweet.

"They always feel like I haven't grown up and want to manage me.

When I left home for university, I even specifically broke this face tattoo in front of my master and grandpa, stating that I was an adult and didn't need them to continue managing me.

I didn't expect to still rely on my family this time."

Tan Wenbin said seriously: "With your brain, it's better to be managed by your family. Otherwise, outside, you'd be easily sold and even help count the money."

"Brother Binbin, you're still the best to me."

"Okay, have a date."

"Brother Binbin, last night after I fell into a coma, I seemed to hear you crying for me."

"Yeah, I thought you were dead at that time and was mourning you."

"Sorry, I made you sad, brother."

"Sad my butt! I was just going through the motions. It's just death, what's the big deal?"

"Brother, you're right. Dying for a righteous cause is a glorious death without regret. You should be happy for me."

"Not to that extent, not to that extent, that's a bit perverse."

"Brother, next time something like this happens again, let's do it together again. It's really great fighting demons and protecting the righteous way with you."

"I remember you can still retain some memory and consciousness even when possessed, right?"

Tan Wenbin still remembered the school playground last time, how he showed mercy with his eggs.

"Not completely, but I can remember some things, like a hazy dream."

"Then do you remember me stabbing you with a needle?"

"Remember! Brother, you're amazing! That move was really useful!"

"Uh..."

"If we had let the child's adult leave at that time, how could we have chased that Grandma Yu? For this kind of evil that manipulates human ethics, we should kill her at all costs!

Right, brother, do you still have this kind of talisman needle?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I know this talisman is very precious, but I really want some to take back for my master and grandpa to use."

"A You, you are truly too filial."

"After three sticks of incense for asking the way burn out, we can only maintain the possessed state, and the adults have to leave.

Having this talisman needle is equivalent to another round, we can continue to do many things. This is too important for our officials and generals!"

"I understand, but the side effects are very significant, it's easy to injure yourself."

Lin Shuyou said in surprise: "What doesn't have side effects? If it has effects, shouldn't it have side effects?"

"Actually, there are some step-by-step methods, where the side effects aren't that big."

Tan Wenbin remembered that Brother Xiaoyuan had originally prepared a whole set, but Brother Xiaoyuan wasn't there at that time, so the only method he could use was the most basic and simple one.

"Really?" Lin Shuyou excitedly sat up from the bed again, pulling at his wound. The corner of his mouth twitched in pain. "Really have?"

"Have."

"Brother, can you teach me?"

"You think too highly of me, brother."

"Will Brother Xiaoyuan? I... I think Brother Xiaoyuan will, and you will too, brother."

"You are too insulting to my Brother Xiaoyuan."

"Brother, what do you think I need to do for Brother Xiaoyuan to teach me those methods?"

"You just need to stand still, and my Brother Yuanzi will help you experience it himself."

"How can I do that?!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

"Brother, you and Brother Xiaoyuan are really too good to me. Such precious things, you just teach me."

"You exchanged them with your life."

"Yes, these things are so precious they are worth exchanging with your life."

"Hey, I mean, they'll be used on you."

"Not only willing to teach me, but also willing to personally help me experience and demonstrate?"

Tan Wenbin finally couldn't help it. He stood up, reached out to touch Lin Shuyou's forehead, and muttered:

"The fever is gone, could it be that your brain was damaged yesterday?"

Tan Wenbin felt that Lin Shuyou was talking a bit of nonsense. It wasn't difficult to communicate, but it felt a bit unreal to communicate so well.

His own Brother Yuanzi treated him as a tool, but he himself actually wrote a "Self-Cultivation of a Tool Person" and pasted it on the dormitory door to start reciting.

Actually, this was because Tan Wenbin hadn't been in the sect for long, and ever since he joined, Li Zhuiyuan had occasionally thrown some books for him to read.

On his dormitory desk now, there was still "Jianghu Strange Records" and "Righteous Way Subdue Demon Records." Casually taking them out would make peers' eyes red and fight for them with their lives.

In short, Tan Wenbin was actually a bit "Why don't they eat meat?" minded.

For sects and families with a relatively short history of inheritance, it is already very difficult to pass down their existing inheritance, and it is even more difficult to further research, expand, and diverge from the inheritance.

This not only requires the prosperity of generations of the sect and the accumulation of time, but also requires a genius to suddenly emerge from within the sect, who, after completely mastering the existing inheritance in an extremely short period of time, will further elevate the inheritance system and open up the upper limit.

This kind of genius is truly too rare.

Look at the Yin family and you'll know. A family that has been inherited from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present, two thousand years, and only produced one Yin Changsheng.

Putting it another way, it was the contribution of Yin Changsheng alone that allowed later generations to feast on the capital of two thousand years.

After Liu Yumei saw a talent like Li Zhuiyuan, she did not hesitate to break all the rules and let Li Zhuiyuan take on the responsibilities of both the Qin and Liu families.

This value is simply too great. Even the Dragon King family cannot refuse the strong temptation of a Yin Changsheng appearing in their inheritance.

Li Zhuiyuan himself had just joined the sect and had access to the books in Li Sanjiang's family basement.

After one year in the sect, he directly entered the doors of the Qin and Liu families.

He himself didn't even notice what the methods he temporarily came up with to make his tool person function better meant to others.

In the eyes of others, those were truly things worth exchanging with life.

It's like an emerging township enterprise whose products can be sent to a national-level laboratory for analysis, testing, and upgrading, guiding the direction of future new development.

This is no longer a question of how much price you are willing to pay, but something that is fundamentally impossible under normal circumstances.

Lin Shuyou just happened to catch up with the gap period when Li Zhuiyuan was there and Runsheng wasn't.

Otherwise, his positioning with Li Zhuiyuan would be equivalent to an extra "door god" in the same dormitory.

"Brother Binbin, I'm fine. Please help me beg Brother Xiaoyuan. As long as he is willing to teach me, I can do anything. I can join you and fight demons and protect the righteous way together later!"

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Tan Wenbin immediately waved his hand and said strictly:

"We are good brothers in class. After class, you are you, and we are us."

Don't look at how honest Lin Shuyou is now, but as long as this guy opens his face, he immediately becomes like a different person, arrogant like he's worth 2.58 million.

This kind of person is fine for occasional use, but if he wanders around in front of Brother Yuanzi every day, Tan Wenbin is really worried that Brother Yuanzi will directly clean up the sect one day and sink him in the river.

At that time, he would have to tie stones to his corpse for weight.

Mainly, he is truly uncontrolled. The most obedient he is, the most useless he is.

"Brother..." Lin Shuyou swallowed. "Brother, if I bring these methods back, my master and my grandpa will even have to invite me to sit at the head table for the New Year's Eve dinner!"

"That exaggerated?"

"Even the genealogy will have to have a separate page for me."

"Are you concussed?"

"I'm telling the truth!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I know, I know. Your condition looks pretty good. Can you get out of bed to pee by yourself?"

"It's okay, I can take care of myself, I've already recovered. My family helped me continue this time..."

"Oh, right, this time your face tattoo on your belly is completely supplemented, and your family also continued your life for you. Do you think your family won't immediately come to Jinling and find you here?"

"Should... they will."

"Let me tell you in advance, if your family comes to find you, you are not allowed to talk about my Brother Xiaoyuan. My Brother Xiaoyuan is afraid of trouble."

"Okay, I understand."

"Then I'll leave first. I'll pay for your hospitalization fee later. Remember to refund some when you're discharged."

"Thank you, brother."

"When you refund, remember to count it many times, with a smile on your face, and count happily."

"Ah, okay, I understand."

Tan Wenbin walked out of the ward. The weather outside was a bit gloomy at this time, and the wind had already started to blow. The rain shouldn't be far off.

He turned back and looked at Lin Shuyou in the ward again.

Since Brother Xiaoyuan had clearly stated that he would not take Lin Shuyou into the team, he was actually deliberately controlling his emotional boundaries and not spreading them casually.

This is a besieged city.

Brother Xiaoyuan wanted to experiment with his emotions within the team in order to be able to walk out, while he was collecting his emotions from the outside and bringing them in.

Because that night, facing Zheng Haiyang and his family of three lying in front of him, his heart really hurt too much.

He didn't want to experience similar pain a second time. If it was a partner who was with him day and night within the team, that would be unavoidable, but for people outside the team, as long as I don't invest emotions, then if you die, you die.

Just like when he used to follow Li Deye to sit in vegetarian meals, he saw many white affairs and became numb to them.

Tan Wenbin had just gone to the payment window to prepay the medical fee when a "beep, beep... beep, beep..." sound came from his waist.

He picked up his pager and saw that it was the phone number from the store.

Tan Wenbin immediately ran back to school. At the entrance of the store, he saw a police car stopped.

Officer Xiao Zhou, who was standing by the car, waved to him.

At this time, there were many people near the store. Tan Wenbin got into the police car under public scrutiny and was taken away by the police.

The students started discussing, guessing what he had done.

Just then, the cashier Lu Yi couldn't help but shout loudly:

"That police officer just said he was calling my brother to the police station to understand the situation a bit. I believe my brother is definitely innocent!"

As Liu Yi said this, everyone was even more convinced that the classmate had really caused trouble.

After Tan Wenbin arrived at the police station, he first went to his dad's office. He originally didn't suspect anything and just came to go through the process, so he was unrestrained.

"Yo, Officer Tan, you've changed offices. I'm really envious of you, having such an excellent son."

Tan Yunlong put down his teacup and glared at the complacent evil son standing in front of him.

But yet, he couldn't refute it. He did indeed benefit from his son's success.

Just yesterday they held a celebration meeting. Now, the date for a new celebration meeting was already being put on the agenda.

Mainly, they had almost completely smashed a child trafficking gang. With so many criminals and competing for credit, they were afraid that if they didn't say something, others would. Therefore, they could get a lot of information about trafficked children and help many children who had been trafficked by this gang return to their birth parents.

This was truly a great merit. It was estimated that it wouldn't be long before parents who had found their flesh and blood would bring their children to the bureau to present banners and even kneel to thank their adopted father. At that time, the camera shutters of the propaganda department colleagues would be pressed flat and unable to bounce back.

But for Tan Yunlong, this was a bit of a torment, because he knew that the person who truly helped them was not himself, but he still had to sit here and receive it.

He was originally not a very utilitarian person, otherwise he wouldn't have been content when he was first demoted to the town police station. Now, he had to forcibly endure the continuous roasting of his moral conscience.

"Close the door."

Tan Wenbin immediately retreated two steps, pointed at his dad, and said: "Dad, you can close the door, but you can't untie your belt!"

Tan Yunlong didn't speak.

"Dad, this is the police station. According to the Minor Protection Law..."

"You're an adult."

"According to the Public Security Administration Punishment Law..."

Tan Yunlong stood up himself and closed the office door.

"Dad, I advise you to calm down, you need to calm down. A new official takes office with three fires, you don't need to burn your own son first. I think Officer Xiao Zhou was quite good just now.

That guy just stopped the police car in the most crowded place and waved to me. Now I don't know what crime name I've been labeled with at school.

Look, Officer Xiao Zhou's behavior is very much worth criticizing and educating. It's not conducive to protecting the privacy and reputation of reporters."

Hearing these words, Tan Yunlong was almost laughed to tears. He walked straight towards Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin got into a stance and said: "Dad, calm down, your son also has some kung fu now. It wouldn't be good to truly hurt you during sparring."

Tan Yunlong raised his hand and patted Tan Wenbin's head.

Tan Wenbin himself wouldn't really fight with his dad, so he could only cover his head and let his dad pat.

"Why were you so sloppy this time? You saved someone and people still know your real name?"

Tan Yunlong originally wanted to say his son was a reporter, but because of Liangliang's words, he directly changed his son into a direct participant in the rescue.

"Heaven, Dad, this really isn't my fault. Brother Xiaoyuan called me 'Brother Binbin' at that time and that child heard it."

"Slap! Slap!"

"You've grown capable, haven't you? You made a mistake yourself, and you still want to throw the responsibility to Xiaoyuan?"

"I..."

Tan Wenbin found it difficult to argue. He truly remembered that time Brother Xiaoyuan held a can of Jianlibao and said to him: "Brother Binbin, as long as you're happy."

Then, that child started calling him "Brother Binbin."

"You didn't do a good job, and you still don't want to take responsibility!" Tan Wenbin was chased around the office, shouting aggrievedly: "Dad, who is your own son after all!"

"I actually do want to change."

Hearing these words, Tan Wenbin couldn't hold back and burst out laughing: "Pfft... Dad, you might really have a big face."

The next few pats, the force directly doubled.

"Oh dear, don't be like that, you want Brother Xiaoyuan to be your son, you also need to ask if Brother Xiaoyuan is willing to want you as a dad."

"Slap! Slap!"

"Your son, I can't even imagine what it would be like to have a brain like Brother Xiaoyuan. You're doing well, better than I can even think of, ha ha ha, oh dear!"

"Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!"

The office finally quieted down, because Tan Yunlong was tired of hitting.

Tan Wenbin sat on the chair. Although he was hit so many times, what was this? Even him from a year ago would only consider this level as an appetizer, let alone himself now, his skin and flesh were more solid.

"Dad, you're tired, aren't you? Come, I'll pour you some tea."

Tan Wenbin picked up the thermos on the side and poured the tea.

Tan Yunlong saw his son's action of clipping his upper arm tightly to his shoulder when he picked up the thermos and immediately asked: "Those stones, did you smash them?"

That woman, did you kill her?

Tan Wenbin calmly continued to pour the tea well, then asked in doubt: "What stones? I didn't smash anyone's windows."

Tan Yunlong said: "Overly natural disguise will seem deliberate. In the eyes of a true discerning person, you have already given the answer."

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"The correct way is to predict in advance what the other party will ask you, then do psychological preparation. When it's truly not something you did, that kind of reaction is closer to reality."

"Dad, are you planning to come to our school to give a law lecture? Hey, that's not right either, a lecture shouldn't be about this kind of topic."

"Compared to before, there's some progress. At least you understand the importance of strong support and avoid being bluffed."

"Officer Tan, as long as you're happy."

Tan Yunlong didn't mention this again, but said: "No matter what, this time is ultimately a great thing. Ask Xiaoyuan if he is willing to come out and accept the award."

"No need to ask, Brother Xiaoyuan is definitely unwilling."

"Then what about you?"

"Of course, I have to follow closely in my Brother Xiaoyuan's footsteps. Fame and fortune are like fleeting clouds to me."

"It's too late. You'll have to go through the process later. You can't hide this matter."

"Ah?"

"Even if I try to suppress the impact, the bureau originally has corresponding regulations. The award certificate and notifying the school are inevitable."

"So troublesome..."

"The principle of Zigong redeeming people, you should understand."

Tan Wenbin sighed.

"It's also pretty good. Getting an award certificate and the school's commendation is beneficial for your future development."

"The dead don't recognize this award certificate."

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing. Okay, Officer Tan, I'll cooperate with the work."

"Go."

"Okay."

Tan Wenbin walked out of the office and was taken to give a statement.

After going through the entire process, he was sent back to school by several police officers. At the entrance of the store, they presented him with the award certificate in front of the surrounding teachers and students. This was to help him restore his reputation.

At the same time, there was also a sum of money for a bonus, packed in an envelope.

Actually, the process wasn't that fast, and the bonus had to go through the approval process, so the envelope inside was stuffed with newspaper.

After the ceremony finished, Tan Wenbin hugged the award certificate and walked into the store.

Liu Yi was just cleaning the inventory in the basement and didn't see the earlier commotion. Just now, she came up and saw Tan Wenbin back, saying in surprise: "Brother, you're released!"

Tan Wenbin: "Yes, brother. Thank you for taking care of my dad and mom."

"Uh, slip of the tongue, that's not what I meant. Hey, what's this? Award certificate? Oh, amazing, you're too awesome. I'll frame it and hang it above the counter."

"Don't, you keep it for me first. Keep a low profile."

"Okay, okay, I understand. Brother, you have a big picture."

Tan Wenbin took a bag and packed some food and drinks. Although he didn't pay, he still had Liu Yi count it at the counter.

Then he carried the things back to the dormitory, knocked on the dorm aunt's door, went in and chatted with the dorm aunt about some life troubles and his longing for his mother.

When he left, he left all the food and drinks behind.

Back to his own dormitory, seeing that Brother Xiaoyuan hadn't returned, he first took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and then went to Liu Yi's dormitory.

As the landlord of this room, he had the key.

He packed two sets of clothes and toiletries for Lin Shuyou, held them in a basin, walked out of the dormitory building, and came back to the store to get another batch of food and drinks.

When he was checking out again, Liu Yi said in doubt: "Why didn't you take more just now?"

"However much I take, I have to put it on the aunt's table."

"What?"

"Nothing. Later tonight, if the dormitory door is closed when you return late after inventory, just report my name."

"You've already gotten familiar with the new dorm aunt? That speed is really fast. Last night when she checked the rooms, her voice was quite loud. They all say she has a bad temper."

"She's alright. Her husband just cheated on her, so she's in a bad mood recently. She'll be fine after a while."

"No, you even know this?"

"Yeah."

"Then you and your counselor must also get along very well?"

"I haven't gotten familiar with her yet."

He didn't participate much in military training. He did eat and drink with his previous counselor, and then she became the dead counselor.

"Then you might have to seize the time. I see you're quite busy, so you'll inevitably have to skip class and ask for leave. It will be convenient to approve the slips after you get along well."

"I don't need that..."

He said half of the sentence and thought carefully. Brother Xiaoyuan could skip class casually anyway with Worker Luo covering for him. If he himself brushed his face too much, it would leave a negative impression on Worker Luo. What if he wasn't included in the project?

To be safe, he still had to build some relationships. This kind of thing, his dad has it, his mom has it, Brother Yuanzi has it, but it's not as good as having it himself.

"Okay, I will. See you."

Knowing that Brother Xiaoyuan was with Grandma Liu, Tan Wenbin wasn't in a hurry to go there, because going there would mean seeing those two struggling in special training.

He came back to the clinic again. After entering the ward, he found that Lin Shuyou was snoring in his sleep. He was actually still snoring.

"Recovering so well?" Tan Wenbin touched his small belly. "Or, should I also get one tattooed on myself?"

Although he knew that tattooing himself had no actual effect, it could have a psychological effect.

Tan Wenbin turned his head and looked at the bed curtain next door. He reached out and pulled it open; it was an empty bed.

Yawning, after putting down his things, Tan Wenbin walked out of the ward and went downstairs.

Just as he left, two figures with travel-worn appearances appeared at the stairwell.

One had a head full of silver hair but was still hale and hearty, and the other was middle-aged with a sturdy physique.

"Master, is it him?"

"He has traces of practicing kung fu on his body, and his spiritual sense is also okay, but to be honest, he's still a bit ordinary, not him."

"It's a pity that A You is dead set against telling us, and he keeps saying that he found a great opportunity for us and that we should prepare a separate page in the genealogy for him."

"A You is a good child in every way, just too stubborn and single-minded. That's why he's easily deceived and utilized."

"I've observed that A You has been injured twice recently. This means he has been used as a gun by people twice."

"Hmph, let's follow him. I want to see who dares to treat our family's child this way. Do they really think I have no temper as a general?"

...

Li Zhuiyuan slept until the afternoon. There was no other way; last night's consumption was indeed a bit high.

After getting up, he first took a bath.

The new clothes that Grandma Liu had custom-made for him had already arrived, and he changed into them directly.

The meal was green bean rice with some pickled vegetables, quite simple.

The reason was that Liu Yi's sense of taste and smell were currently disordered, so she was temporarily unsuitable for cooking.

This led to a sharp decline in the living standards of Grandma Liu's family recently.

But it was still good. When he was eating, A Li sat beside him and accompanied him, even peeling a salted duck egg for him, which counted as adding two dishes.

Because the weather was bad, Li Zhuiyuan didn't go to the balcony with A Li, but came to the study. After giving A Li the chess-sized white bone hand, he told her about what happened last night.

A Li held the white bone in her hand, raised her head, and listened seriously to the teenager's narration. Her eyelashes occasionally flickered, which was her continuous response to the teenager.

After finishing, Li Zhuiyuan reached out and held A Li's hand.

The original ghost crying and wolf howling sounds became whispers at this moment.

Liu Yumei was right; they were indeed a group of scoundrels who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Walking the yin.

A Li welcomed Li Zhuiyuan into her heart.

The same bungalow, the same damaged tablets.

What was different was that outside the threshold, besides the original empty ground, a circle of grayish-white mist appeared around it.

In this mist, one could see ghostly shadows and hear "sisi suo" sounds.

They were all hiding here.

Grandma Yu was no longer visible, but a white lantern was still left on the ground outside the threshold.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the lantern. The lamp fire burned by itself, emitting a pale and gloomy light, and the curses that were originally on it had also disappeared.

The teenager held the lantern and looked around.

He opened his mouth and asked:

"Who wants to be the next one?"

The whispering sounds suddenly lagged, and after a long time, they resumed, but not as dense as before.

After waiting for a long time, no one took the initiative to walk out of the fog.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and inserted the white lantern into a crack in the wall.

This lantern had to be kept first, because later, he would have to hold it and walk into the fog to pull out the things hiding inside.

The reasons why he wasn't doing this now were, first, because Runsheng and Yin Meng's special training hadn't ended, and he was short of two helpers.

Second, after every wave passed, there would be a period of calm time to allow you to breathe and lick your wounds.

And because he had answered in advance, it was equivalent to handing in the paper early, leaving a longer rest time.

The new wave hadn't arrived yet. Even if he held the lantern and went in to grab one now, without the push of the river water, it wouldn't appear in front of him.

These things were all hidden very deep. If they were so easy to find, Liu Yumei would have brought Uncle Qin and Liu Yi to clean up these trash long ago. How could they still be here today?

And why he could find one accurately was because he utilized the rules.

After listing them as topics, they had to come, which counted as using public tools for private purposes under the name of protecting the righteous way.

They were his topic bank.

As long as he continued to "self-select topics" wave after wave, they would be more afraid. Those who were crushed by the river road he walked on would completely disappear, and the remaining ones would probably not dare to rely on him for intimidation and harassment anymore.

Of course, this might also trigger a consequence: powerful dead souls who originally disdained using these methods might borrow this way to find him, the common successor of the Qin and Liu families, for revenge.

That was actually nothing either. At that time, he would just continue.

At least now, A Li's ears were much quieter.

Ending the walk in the yin, returning to reality.

Li Zhuiyuan and A Li walked up to the third floor and came to the place where the tablets were enshrined.

He had formally walked the river and gotten through the first wave, so he should come and worship.

But just as the teenager was about to bow, he saw A Li had already taken down the two tablets in the middle.

"A Li, put them down first. You can take them when I'm not here."

A Li put the tablets back again.

Li Zhuiyuan bowed. After finishing, he walked out of the room and waited at the door for a while. A Li walked out, holding the two tablets in her arms.

Back to the study downstairs, A Li sat down, put the white bone on the drawing table, and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

"Here, you design it."

A Li shook her head.

"You plan to give it to me?"

The girl nodded.

"Since you're giving it to me, you should design it."

A Li picked up a pen and started drawing the design.

Li Zhuiyuan looked towards the other corner of the drawing table. At the very edge, there was a long scroll painting. The background was already drawn, which was A Li's earlier "outside the threshold" scenery.

From the structure and layout, it seemed A Li wanted to draw Grandma Yu who was standing close to the threshold that day.

In the middle of the drawing table, there was a child's palm-sized square seal blank, with a carving knife and drawing paper beside it.

Picking up the drawing paper, Li Zhuiyuan saw the future appearance of the seal. It was square at the bottom and had a soaring dragon at the top. Although small, it was extremely majestic.

However, the characters on the seal were not drawn out. It seemed A Li hadn't decided yet.

Every word and deed he said was remembered in the girl's heart, and she was truly doing it.

And one could see that she was very invested and immersed. Before, it was to escape, but now, she was enjoying this focus and quiet.

Just as Li Zhuiyuan was in a daze, A Li handed him the newly drawn design paper.

"So fast?"

He lowered his head and saw that on the drawing paper was a bone ring.

It only needed to be hollowed out in the middle and thinned at the edges, maintaining its original state as much as possible. So, the design wasn't complex.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the drawing and then at his fingers, imagining the feeling of wearing the bone ring on his finger.

A surge of anticipation rose in his heart.

This piece of bone was the only relic left by Grandma Yu, who was burned to ashes. It had the ability to amplify spiritual power. After wearing it, the effect of his deterrent technique would be more obvious.

A Li walked to the edge of the drawing table and rolled up the wide scroll painting with the background already drawn, which was placed on the side, and threw it into the trash can next to her.

She originally wanted to use this incomplete painting as a record of the first dead soul after the teenager formally walked the river.

But now, after listening to the teenager's narration, she had a better picture.

The teenager held the black jumping water in his left hand, raised the karma fire in his right, and Grandma Yu knelt like a dog in front of the teenager, awaiting her final end.

The girl reached out and touched the two tablets she had just taken down. She wanted to use them to make a large painting album.

Every time he solved a dead soul, she would draw a painting and collect it inside. When she finished painting, he would also have successfully walked the river.

However, the painting scroll was very long, and the painting album also had to be very large and require a lot of materials. But using up this batch of tablets in the house should be barely enough.

Li Zhuiyuan never imagined that when he picked up the white bone, he was thinking of giving it to A Li as material for handicrafts to reduce the burden on the ancestors of the Qin and Liu families. As a result, because of his relationship, he directly sent a wave of group destruction to the ancestors of the two families.

The girl turned back and looked at the new blank painting scroll on the drawing table, the incomplete seal blank, the newly designed bone ring, and the painting album about to be built.

A kind of sincere satisfaction arose in her heart.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled up the curtain and opened the floor-to-ceiling window.

In the corner of the courtyard, there was a pile of straw mats. Beneath the straw mats, there was actually a blood-red coffin.

Runsheng was currently lying in this coffin.

This also meant that when Uncle Qin returned last time, he didn't just bring back coffin nails; he had brought the entire nest of that great ominous thing.

From quite far away, one could hear Runsheng's painful muffled groans, obviously suffering extremely terrible torture and tempering inside.

But as Li Zhuiyuan got closer, the muffled groans instead disappeared.

Getting a little closer, he heard several clear knocks.

It sounded like Runsheng was laughing foolishly.

"Brother Runsheng, jiayou, I'm waiting for you."

"Thump thump!"

Two continuous knocks indicated a response.

Uncle Qin asked: "Xiao Yuan, what do you think is suitable to plant here? How about loofah?"

"Not planting flowers?"

"Your Grandma Liu said that planting flowers is flashy and not substantial. It's better to plant some vegetables. This way, life will be down-to-earth and have prospects."

It was the first time Uncle Qin heard the word "down-to-earth" used by the matriarch to describe life, but as for having prospects, he could see it on the matriarch's face.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Vegetables grown by ourselves will definitely be better to eat, like the vegetables we grew at Taiye's house before."

"The pickled vegetables at home are almost gone. You can let the old lady drink plain porridge to cleanse her stomach, but the old lady might not be used to outside pickled vegetables."

Liu Yi's voice came from outside. She was standing in another corner of the courtyard, in front of a pickle jar. Only this time, Yin Meng was inside.

Yin Meng's eyes were closed, only her head exposed. Her whole body was in black and purple liquid, and there seemed to be poisonous insects crawling inside.

Although the environment was a bit shabby, it was clear that Yin Meng's skin was whiter, and she was more energetic overall, like a freshly peeled egg.

It was the first time Li Zhuiyuan knew that poison could also be used for beauty.

In contrast, Liu Yi, who was standing by, was haggard and thin. Even her originally bright hair had started to split and turn slightly yellow.

Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to walk up to Yin Meng and also say jiayou to her, but looking at her radiant appearance and then at Liu Yi's appearance, he could only say to Liu Yi:

"Liu Yi, you're working hard."

Liu Yi pointed at Yin Meng and said: "This girl has a stubbornness and talent, but she's a bit of a wasted teacher."

"I'm here!"

Tan Wenbin's voice rang out from outside, greeting everyone enthusiastically.

Then, he found that the three people standing in the courtyard were not looking at him, but looking behind him.

He also turned back to look and saw an old man and a middle-aged man on the small road outside. They walked steadily, like a mountain slowly approaching, bringing with them great momentum.

The middle-aged man had arrogance on his face, and the old man was imposing without being angry.

They came slowly.

First, they saw the woman standing by the pickle jar, tying her hair with a rubber band.

Then they saw the man standing under the flower shelf, rolling up his sleeves.

Immediately,

The middle-aged man's expression became wooden and honest, and the old man's figure stooped.

They didn't stop when they passed the courtyard gate; instead, they quickened their pace and continued forward.

They,

Were purely passing by.

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