Chapter 110

Chapter 107

The temple was deep and quiet. In the courtyard was an ancient well, covered by a green stone slab. On the slab lay a Dharani scripture cloth. Four chains extended from the edge of the well to the hands of four Arhat stone statues in the four corners.

A white-bearded old monk sat cross-legged in meditation before the well.

This area was originally not open to tourists. Recently, the abbot had even strictly ordered the monks inside the temple not to approach it.

As the sun slanted westward, the old monk's shadow was stretched very long, until another figure stepped on it.

The old monk opened his eyes and let out a breath: "Liu donor, you've finally come."

Aunt Liu threw the large bag in her hand to the ground, walked to a stone-carved Arhat statue, reached out and grabbed a chain, pulling it backward.

Accompanied by a "clatter clatter" sound, the other three chains were also linked, and the four stones blocking the center of the well mouth were opened.

Aunt Liu walked to the edge of the well mouth, removed the Dharani scripture cloth, threw it casually to the ground, then lifted her foot and, with a "bang," kicked over the green stone slab on top.

The old monk didn't say much, just silently picked up the scripture cloth into his hand.

Aunt Liu was not in a hurry to go down the well but looked at the old monk and asked: "What are you still doing here?"

The old monk replied: "Since the Liu donor deposited it here, this humble monk naturally guards it personally."

"Meddling in others' affairs."

"Liu donor, this is this temple's well."

"During the Qianlong period, my Liu family ancestors already used this well to suppress a corpse demon. Later, they ordered its attendant to build a temple here to guard it. Carefully calculate, old monk, this temple's first-generation abbot, also your master ancestor, worshipped my Liu family's Dragon King back then.

So, shouldn't this temple be my Liu family's?"

Old monk: "Liu donor's words are entirely correct."

"Heh, I thought you old monk would say to me, this one time, that one time."

"Dare not." The old monk said frankly, "Worldly matters are not yet fully cultivated, I have no face to see the Buddha ancestors."

"Get aside."

The old monk lifted his hand: "Please, Liu donor, first receive that thing."

Aunt Liu's palm waved, a black shadow rushed out from an unknown corner beside her, came to Aunt Liu's feet, then climbed up along her body, finally reaching Aunt Liu's palm. Then, with a backhand sweep, that thing disappeared.

The old monk let out a long breath, stood up, and left, hugging the scripture cloth.

He had come to watch something, but he was watching not the well below, but the thing arranged at the edge of the well.

If that thing were to lose control and cause disaster, then everyone in the entire temple, from top to bottom, would likely turn completely black and collectively go to the Western Heaven to worship the Buddha ancestors.

After the old monk left, Aunt Liu jumped into the well. Quickly, a completely naked Yin Meng was lifted out by her.

After reaching the edge of the well mouth, Aunt Liu gently rubbed her fingernail, and a wisp of strange fragrance emitted, reaching Yin Meng's nose.

Yin Meng opened her eyes.

"Master..."

"From this moment on, change back to your previous address."

"Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu nodded, her fingers moved on Yin Meng's skin, feeling its fairness and delicacy, and she laughed:

"This is how a Sichuan-Chongqing girl should look."

Yin Meng asked: "Aunt Liu, didn't you say to soak for a day and a night?"

No girl can refuse the temptation of her own skin becoming better.

"Someone wants me to pull you out ahead of time."

Yin Meng immediately nodded: "That makes sense."

"I brought you several sets of clothes. You choose one to wear first, and take the rest away. Your original clothes are too rustic. Countryside old aunties wear more fashionable clothes than you."

Yin Meng selected a set of clothes from the bag to wear, straightened her body, flicked her wet hair behind her back with her hands, showing a youthful and carefree demeanor. She was originally very young.

"Aunt Liu, thank you."

Her grandfather was a man, and her parents had also left her life very early. In Aunt Liu, Yin Meng found a motherly feeling.

"No need to thank me, this is what I should do."

Aunt Liu stretched lazily, feeling not much reluctance in her heart, only infinite relief. She had truly been tormented enough during this period.

"Meng Meng, remember, when you find a partner later, you must find someone who can cook."

"Okay."

"If you meet a bad person, just cook a meal for him yourself."

...

Yin Meng returned to the Liu family home, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked in. She saw Li Zhuiyuan and A Li sitting under the flower trellis, the boy and girl both looking up, using the starry sky as a chessboard.

Li Zhuiyuan shifted his gaze, looked at Yin Meng, then retracted his gaze and continued to play chess, but still spat out two words of evaluation:

"Whiter."

Yin Meng smiled and asked: "Have you all eaten?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Asking this question is strangely scary."

Yin Meng hurriedly waved: "No, no, it's that Aunt Liu went to buy vegetables and will be back to cook soon."

"That's for the old lady and A Li to eat, we probably won't catch up." Saying this, Li Zhuiyuan's gaze looked towards Tan Wenbin running over on the distant path.

"Xiao Yuan bro, I've arranged everything."

"Hard work, Bin Bin bro."

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to look at A Li: "I have to go out. I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

A Li nodded.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze looked at the bone ring on his left ring finger. He really liked this ring, but unfortunately, his body would continue to develop, and this bone ring wouldn't fit anymore.

But it didn't matter, he would just dig it out from the dead ash again.

The teenager walked out of the courtyard door, stopped, and looked back. The girl under the flower trellis was still looking at him.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched the skin on his face.

He had already prepared himself psychologically. During the next period, the skin on his body would tighten again.

The teenager stepped forward and walked away.

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng, who were following behind, exchanged glances, each understanding the meaning in the other's eyes:

Xiao Yuan bro is going to be away from A Li for a period of time. We must be careful not to make mistakes, especially not stupid ones.

Tan Wenbin's arrangements were very proper.

He arranged the sparring venue at the open ground by the riverbank outside the school infirmary.

And, he had already ordered food from old Sichuan ahead of time and brought chairs.

When Li Zhuiyuan and the others arrived, someone was already sitting there. The alcohol block under the grilled fish plate was lit, all the dish boxes were open, and one person was eating heartily.

Tan Wenbin: "Hey, A You, why did you eat alone first?"

"Who knows when you all can arrive, you're too slow."

Under the moonlight, Lin Shuyou lifted his head. He had already put on his face, applying face makeup.

Subsequently, he looked at Li Zhuiyuan, pointed at Runsheng, and asked:

"Hey, if I beat him, then I can't get the secret method from you, right? So, I should deliberately lose to him, hehe."

Li Zhuiyuan similarly looked at Lin Shuyou and said calmly: "Repeat what you just said."

Lin Shuyou hesitated.

Before putting on his face and after putting on his face, his personality would undergo great changes. Currently, speaking, it was already very close to split personality symptoms.

Moreover, the Lin Shuyou before putting on his face was more well-behaved, while after putting on his face, he would be more perverse.

"They" two would only go to each other's extremes.

But even the him after putting on his face had complete memory, so he was also clear about Li Zhuiyuan and the further understanding of the Dragon King family behind him.

His power was far inferior to others, and he was still seeking precious secret methods from others. He indeed had no qualification to be so arrogant in front of others.

Lin Shuyou: "How about this, you give me the secret method, and I will listen to you."

Tan Wenbin walked forward and patted the back of Lin Shuyou's head: "You're ambitious, still negotiating conditions."

Lin Shuyou had been sticking around every day these past few days. Although a bit annoying, he had finally accumulated a little goodwill in front of Yuanzi bro, and you boy directly exhausted it in two or three sentences.

Lin Shuyou turned his head towards Tan Wenbin with a strained expression. Although his eyes were angry, it wasn't too much. Even the him after putting on his face had a somewhat special attitude towards Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin: "Look at what? Speak properly!"

Lin Shuyou looked at Li Zhuiyuan again and said: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Verbally, he said so, but this tone and gaze, matched with the face makeup image, had a kind of street hoodlum's stiff-necked posture of verbal submission but inner defiance.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Use your full strength to fight with Runsheng."

Saying this, Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng: "Don't use killing moves."

Runsheng: "Okay."

Lin Shuyou stood up with a "whoosh" like a lit firecracker. He felt insulted and said indignantly:

"I'll listen to you, I'll go all out."

Subsequently, he left his seat and came to the open space.

Runsheng walked over.

Tan Wenbin returned to Li Zhuiyuan's side and quietly asked: "Xiao Yuan bro, A You's appearance is getting more and more absurd. Is there any way to cure this split personality?"

"Bin Bin bro."

"Hmm?"

"Why do you think I can cure him?"

"I... I in my heart, Xiao Yuan bro, you know everything, hahaha."

"His personality influence comes from White Crane Child, so it's not enough to just cure him, you have to cure the Child."

"But why do I feel that his master and his grandfather's symptoms are far less exaggerated?"

"He is innately spiritually sensitive and sharper, making it easier to sense Official General Prime, and naturally easier to be infiltrated and influenced.

Moreover, he can currently only invite the Child. Later, when he can invite the Increase Damage Two Generals, the personality influence will be even more obvious."

"Xiao Yuan bro, is there a way to cure Them?"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't speak.

Tan Wenbin thought that Xiao Yuan bro was too lazy to care about this matter.

Actually, Tan Wenbin's words gave Li Zhuiyuan some inspiration, and he was thinking.

In front, Lin Shuyou began spirit possession.

The vertical pupil opened, and the entire person's aura suddenly changed.

But White Crane Child's first glance was not towards Runsheng, who was about to fight him, but towards Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin only felt a killing intent directed towards himself, and immediately felt a chill down his back. Having taught himself how to walk among the yin, he was extremely sensitive to this aspect.

"What the f*ck, why does he want to mess with me?"

"Because you stabbed Him last time."

"Yin gods also hold grudges?"

"You already said they are yin gods. Their previous lives were all ghost kings and ghost generals."

Runsheng pointed at himself: "Your opponent now is me."

White Crane Child's gaze sank slightly, and His figure pounced forward. In three steps, a phantom appeared. After arriving in front of Runsheng, He swung His fist and smashed it towards Runsheng's face.

"Pa!"

Runsheng lifted his right hand, blocking the fist in front of him.

When Tan Wenbin previously arranged the fight, he specially instructed Lin Shuyou not to bring that trident. The un-possessed Lin Shuyou was still very obedient.

Of course, Runsheng also didn't bring the Yellow River shovel; he was similarly bare-handed.

At this time, both sides were in a stalemate.

White Crane Child's vertical pupil flowed with blood color. He felt angry because an ordinary person had actually blocked his fist, and it seemed very easy.

He began to exert continuous force. The riverbank ground under his feet gradually sank, and Runsheng's feet did the same. At the same time, there was a faint sound of wind at Runsheng's right arm and right shoulder.

White Crane Child lifted a leg, and Runsheng did the same.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Both sides each kicked the other's body.

Then, because their hands were still locked together, the result of each kick was that both were kicked up, and then both fell face down to the ground.

Even at this point, their hands were still not loose.

Immediately after, White Crane Child and Runsheng simultaneously got up and pounced forward, wanting to get on top of the other to gain the initiative, but it only turned into a fierce collision of each other's shoulders.

"Bang!"

After the collision, each other's other hand went to grab the other's other shoulder, then each turned their head and clamped the other's hand.

The two rolled and fought on the ground, rolling all the way down to the river.

The first to emerge from the water was White Crane Child, but as soon as He emerged, He was thrown back into the water by Runsheng.

Both sides entangled and fought in the water, stirring up a large amount of water splashes. The obviously more water-proficient Runsheng gradually gained the upper hand at this moment.

However, White Crane Child's vertical pupil began to flow.

Runsheng suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. Although he could still overcome it, his punching and kicking speed therefore appeared somewhat sluggish.

Li Zhuiyuan noted in his heart that this was the first time he had actually seen Official General Prime use methods.

After consecutively taking several fists from White Crane Child, Runsheng let out a low roar, his eye pupils turned red, the effect of the vertical pupil was dispelled, his fists and feet recovered, and he regained his momentum.

Because both were in close combat and both chose to compare strength, their moves were not very graceful. This scene was more like water wrestling.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Runsheng bro wins."

White Crane Child's fighting habit was to exert all of His ping-tong's strength upon arrival. He wouldn't hold back, much less show pity.

While Runsheng, although he used various partial qi seas in the fight, had not yet collectively fully opened them, meaning he had always held back.

Perhaps using that move would cause Runsheng to overdraw too severely. The mission was imminent now, and he had to ensure his state was stable. But victory and defeat, because of this factor, were actually already determined.

Next, what was being tested was Runsheng's endurance.

White Crane Child didn't choose to leave the unfavorable water battlefield immediately, but under continuous suppression, He had to make a choice. He took a punch from Runsheng, and His body flew out of the water surface, falling back onto the land.

This slow reaction was not because White Crane Child couldn't fight, but because of His arrogance.

Runsheng followed Him out and continued to fight with Him on land.

The ears of the three spectators were filled with the sounds of fists and feet clashing.

Gradually, White Crane Child's momentum began to slide, and the vertical pupil also gradually became difficult to maintain.

"Runsheng bro."

Li Zhuiyuan shouted, Runsheng stopped, retreated several steps, and began deep breathing.

With each deep breath, his clothes would be sucked tight against his body and then quickly expand.

This was deliberately giving White Crane Child an opportunity to light the guide incense.

Three guide incenses lit up, inserted on the crane crown, White Crane Child's breath recovered, and He attacked again.

Runsheng stopped deep breathing and met Him again. Continuously meeting fists, meeting feet, meeting shoulders, meeting collisions. Both sides conducted the most primitive contest of strength and endurance with the most direct moves.

Tan Wenbin smacked his tongue: "Tsk tsk, Runsheng has made such big progress."

Previously, all three of them were at a complete disadvantage against White Crane Child. Now Runsheng alone could fight to an even split.

Tan Wenbin also understood that White Crane Child lacked time. As long as you could endure, He couldn't kill you, and then His ping-tong "must die without a doubt."

The three incenses burned out, and White Crane Child's figure again became sluggish, His vertical pupil again showed signs of scattering.

Runsheng, this time without Li Zhuiyuan's reminder, stopped first on his own, retreated several steps, bent over, hands supporting his knees. His clothes had now become rags. Originally like a blower, his clothes now turned into strips of cloth continuously fitting and then blowing up.

But the wounds from those sixteen coffin nails on his body did not open because of this; they remained closed.

The coffin nails were similar to the two auxiliary small wheels when a child learns to ride a bike, allowing you to clearly know the position and use of the qi sea. Through this fight, Runsheng deepened his understanding of this.

Those wounds would thoroughly heal not long after, only the qi vortex would still gather there, playing the same effect.

Tan Wenbin asked: "Xiao Yuan bro, do you want to use the needles?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. He walked to Lin Shuyou's front. Lin Shuyou at this time was already about to end his spirit possession state.

The teenager's fingers dipped in red mud, pointed at Lin Shuyou's brow, then drew downwards along his face. He drew a red line on his face makeup.

Immediately after, his hands formed a seal, then drew circles on Lin Shuyou's two temples.

Finally, his fingers pointed to an empty space on one side, then flicked towards Lin Shuyou.

Around them, a weak wind appeared, bringing an eerie chill. This was baleful qi.

Li Zhuiyuan had just set up a simple, even one-time, gathering baleful array on Lin Shuyou's body.

Previously, he had once used this array to try to stimulate the dead invert's ferocity.

Now, he was using the same method to stimulate the yin god's instinct.

After gathering the baleful qi, the red dot on Lin Shuyou's brow turned black, and the black spread downwards, covering the red line.

Li Zhuiyuan retreated while reaching out and hooking: "Rise!"

Lin Shuyou opened his eyes again, and the vertical pupil recovered.

Li Zhuiyuan's mouth showed a smile: Success.

This was a kind of enjoyment, no less than when he first read and learned in Great Grandpa's home on the second floor and his own guesses were proven feasible.

White Crane Child glared at Li Zhuiyuan, His eyes flowing with clear killing intent.

As yin gods, they received temple offerings, formed a tacit understanding with their ping-tong, descended when the ping-tong summoned them, borrowed the ping-tong's body, exterminated evils, accumulated merits. They were the main position, coming and going freely.

But the teenager in front was trying to subvert this ecosystem!

White Crane Child clenched His fist, and from a kneeling position, instantly stood up.

No one knew if He would really punch towards the teenager, because Runsheng did not give the situation an opportunity to develop in this direction.

Runsheng rushed up in time, collided with White Crane Child, sending Him flying, then White Crane Child stood up again and fought with Runsheng, repeating the story of the previous two rounds.

Li Zhuiyuan then paid attention to observe Lin Shuyou's body condition. The first time he fought with Official General Prime on the playground, Lin Shuyou was instantly heavily injured after the spirit possession state ended.

At that time, Li Zhuiyuan suspected it was an injury suppressed earlier.

But was it really so?

The boring and tasteless fighting continued for a period of time. What was different was that this time Runsheng also obviously showed decline. White Crane Child could press Runsheng to start hitting, and Runsheng could only passively defend.

However, Runsheng's decline dropped to a certain degree and then stopped, like a downward parabola, gradually flattening out, not falling repeatedly until it broke.

Li Zhuiyuan secretly nodded. This meant that later, when facing tricky opponents, Runsheng could continue to delay and stall the opponent even if he was not in peak state.

The combination of the Qin family's view dragon method and body refining technique was indeed mysterious.

In the latter half of this third round, Runsheng purely endured.

When White Crane Child again knelt on the ground with a "thump," and His vertical pupil again scattered, Runsheng also knelt on the ground, hands supporting the ground, swallowing saliva with difficulty, his breathing sound also weakened significantly.

"Runsheng bro, are you still okay?"

"Yes!"

"Yin Meng." Li Zhuiyuan shouted, then walked towards White Crane Child again.

Yin Meng quickly rushed over and stood diagonally in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out, placed his palm on Lin Shuyou's forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Four ghosts lift sedan."

Fengdu twelve decrees: Four ghosts lift sedan.

Child adult, you want to leave?

Come,

For me, come back, continue to lift the sedan!

Lin Shuyou raised his head, a fierce roar emitted from his throat. The next moment, the vertical pupil recovered again, and his breath returned!

Success!

White Crane Child punched towards Li Zhuiyuan. This time, He did so without hesitation!

Four rounds, four rounds!

For so many years, the rule was that only guide incense could continue one round, but in the hands of this teenager, it had already continued for four rounds.

Moreover, White Crane Child still remembered that this group of teenagers also had a set of talisman needles in their hands, which could continue for another round. That was five rounds!

He must die, he has to die!

If this kind of technique really spread out, then these originally high and mighty yin gods might fall to become tools of their ping-tong!

Yin Meng's double elbows struck out, smashing White Crane Child's fist to an offset position.

The fist brushed past Li Zhuiyuan's ear.

The teenager's expression was calm, and he began to retreat.

When White Crane Child's second fist smashed out, Runsheng arrived again and took this fist.

Both sides began the fourth round of confrontation.

Only, White Crane Child's fourth round was as strong as the first round, while Runsheng could only passively take a beating in all aspects. Although he could still continue to hold on, if this continued, White Crane Child could very easily detach from Runsheng's entanglement.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan, who had returned to the edge to continue watching, had already detected White Crane Child's killing intent continuously sweeping towards him.

He was waiting for an opportunity to detach from Runsheng's entanglement and kill himself.

"Yin Meng, let me see the results of your special training. Remember, don't use killing moves, just drag Him is fine."

"Understood."

Yin Meng joined the battle again. Her kung fu had not advanced much, but her body movements were more agile than before. There should be some kind of incense bag hidden in her sleeve. At this moment, after pinching it broken, black mist continuously rose.

Ordinary black mist naturally couldn't interfere with Official General Prime, but Yin Meng's black mist could make White Crane Child fall into some kind of confusion.

It should be similar to the effect of the "return home net," invisible and unaware, yet really effective.

With Yin Meng's entanglement, Runsheng's pressure was greatly reduced. The two joined hands and again pulled out a balance with White Crane Child.

Li Zhuiyuan then focused on observing White Crane Child's state.

The first time on the playground, with normal spirit possession plus guide incense, after two rounds, the spirit possession ended, and Lin Shuyou was heavily injured.

Last time facing Grandma Yu's attendant, that old woman, two basic rounds plus talisman needles, three rounds. Spirit possession ended, and Lin Shuyou was almost paralyzed, at a critical point, and had to be revived by his old home timely life extension.

Now, it was the fourth round.

And the first three rounds, Runsheng gave you blows that were definitely not inferior to that old woman last time.

But you are still lively.

So, what injury suppressed earlier? It doesn't exist.

Child adult,

You have a way to channel your own power down and maintain the operation of this body, but in the past, you would only exploit your ping-tong's body, not willing to consume your own!

That is to say, the previous several times, as long as White Crane Child was not so stingy and slightly channeled a bit of power down to maintain Lin Shuyou's body, Lin Shuyou didn't need to be so miserable each time.

The ping-tong have a martyr mentality, exterminating evils and guarding the Way, but these yin gods have their own little calculations.

The injury is suffered by the ping-tong, the life is lost by the ping-tong, and the big head of the merits is taken by the yin gods. This is fundamentally not a cooperative relationship.

Li Zhuiyuan murmured: "I really dislike this way of playing."

The fourth round ended.

White Crane Child swayed again, and His vertical pupil again appeared scattered, but this time, He turned His head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

As if waiting for the next round.

If this teenager were to give Himself another round, He felt He could change the situation.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't pay attention to Him, but walked to the edge of the dining table, picked up a bottle of soy milk, used an opener to open it, held it, and took a mouthful.

White Crane Child's voice was hoarse: "Do you know, you are playing with fire."

Li Zhuiyuan held the soy milk bottle and remotely toasted Him: "Fire? You are not qualified yet."

"Thump..."

Without waiting for the talisman needles or other methods, White Crane Child left Lin Shuyou's body. Lin Shuyou's face makeup fell off, and then he fell face down to the ground.

Tan Wenbin ran over quickly and supported him.

"Hey, hey, hey, A You, are you still alive?"

Lin Shuyou opened his eyes very weakly: "Bin Bin bro..."

"Pah, another time I wasted brewing emotion."

Tan Wenbin cursed while rolling up his costume. Seeing that the face makeup mark on his stomach was still intact, he also let out a breath.

Lin Shuyou lifted his hand with difficulty: "Why... didn't you insert the needle..."

Tan Wenbin was unable to answer this question.

Lin Shuyou continued: "Since you didn't use it... can you... give it to me..."

Just like leftovers from a banquet, he wanted to pack them and take them home.

Tan Wenbin raised his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan walked over, holding the soy milk.

After seeing Li Zhuiyuan, Lin Shuyou became excited, even though his current state was not suitable for this, he still couldn't control himself.

At this moment, this teenager holding soy milk was a god in his eyes!

Counting the unused talisman needles, five times, five times, five times! Compared to the family tradition, it was more than double!

If the teenager could teach these things to himself, and he then took them home to teach others, how many people could the Official General Prime save in the future when executing evils?

As for sitting in the main seat on New Year's Eve, and having a single page in the genealogy, all of that was secondary. Because whoever could double the faction's inheritance, their memorial tablet would definitely be placed side by side with the ancestor master a hundred years later.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a set of talisman needles and placed them on Lin Shuyou's chest. Lin Shuyou grasped them.

"Before I go out this time, I will write a detailed explanation of the gathering baleful array for you. You should look at it while you recover during this period. Understand as much as you can."

When Lin Shuyou heard these words, his chest straightened, and fresh blood overflowed from his mouth, gurgling.

Tan Wenbin was startled: "F*ck, don't really get excited to death!"

Fortunately, at this time, it should be Lin Shuyou's old home that had already started to exert force, and some redness reappeared on his face.

Perhaps that side was also puzzled as to why their A You had become like this again, but they definitely dared not ask.

"Bin Bin bro, send him to the hospital."

"Okay." Tan Wenbin carried Lin Shuyou on his back, "Fortunately, the crutches haven't been sold yet."

...

Fan Shulin sat in the duty room in a daze. He was dizzy all day today.

"Fan bro, my dear Fan bro."

Fan Shulin shook his head and muttered: "It's over, even hallucinations are appearing."

The door of the duty room was opened, and Tan Wenbin poked his head in.

Fan Shulin sneered: Heh, even illusions are appearing.

Until Tan Wenbin showed most of his body, and the person he was carrying on his back also appeared, Fan Shulin suddenly hiccuped.

He suddenly realized: Oh no, it would be better if it were really an illusion!

"Fan bro, Fan Que, Fan Tuo?"

Fan Shulin pointed at Tan Wenbin: "I want to call the police!"

"Okay, Fan bro, I'll help you call. My dad is exactly the police."

Hearing this, Fan Shulin dropped his arm dispiritedly.

"Fan bro, you see, you've already saved him twice. Giving him up now is equal to giving up two lives!"

"I..."

"Let's hurry and treat him properly. We'll go drinking together later and call your divorced friend."

"You..."

"Fan bro, let's hurry. The divorced man is still waiting for us to comfort him."

...

Tan Wenbin ran back to school and came to the store.

Li Zhuiyuan, Runsheng, and Yin Meng were all here. The store was no longer operating, and the dormitory was also closed.

"Xiao Yuan bro, treatment is in progress. A You's situation is not a big problem."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and handed a black-covered notebook to Tan Wenbin: "This is the detailed explanation of the gathering baleful array. You can give it to Lin Shuyou later."

"Okay, I understand."

Tan Wenbin put the notebook into his embrace.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Runsheng: "Runsheng bro, how is your body state?"

Runsheng answered loudly: "No problem after eating."

Runsheng's injuries were indeed not serious, mainly fatigue.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the blackboard used to mark special priced and discounted goods in the store. First, he erased the original content, then picked up chalk and wrote down three clues on it.

The uppermost was Huangshan Min'an Town.

Below were three lines:

Wu Fatty——object——object's parents——object's old home grave sweeping——Min'an Town.

Xue Liangliang——father's birthday——Min'an Town.

Fan Shulin——classmate's divorce——classmate's wife——Min'an Town.

Li Zhuiyuan tapped the blackboard:

"Now, let's assign tasks.

Yin Meng, go to the hospital ward where Wu Fatty's object's parents are located to inquire.

Bin Bin bro, go and attend tonight's gathering with Doctor Fan.

No matter what methods and means you use, my requirement is only one: push your line to Min'an Town with the fastest speed.

Runsheng and I will go directly to Liangliang bro's old home.

We three sides will converge in Min'an Town, bringing three kinds of clue perspectives!"

The three responded together: "Understood!"

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the blackboard eraser and silently erased the content on the blackboard.

Willing to be hooked?

Didn't expect this, did you? This time we won't even use a fishing rod, we'll go directly to the river to catch you!