Chapter 117

"Runsheng brother, let's eat and rest."

"Okay."

Li Zhuoyuan and Runsheng sat down on a long, strip-shaped stone. Runsheng opened his backpack, took out food and drinks, placed them in front, and then waved to the fool in front, shouting:

"Come eat something!"

The fool turned his head, smiling happily, fluttering like a little swallow, running back and forth, finally settling down opposite Li Zhuoyuan and sitting down.

All the way, the fool was very happy and excited, singing and dancing non-stop, not feeling tired at all.

Runsheng lit a "cigar," then took out a compressed biscuit and ate it with it.

The fool watched Runsheng eat with great interest and was very curious, even drooling.

Runsheng handed him the "cigar" from his hand and asked: "Want a bite?"

The fool took it, mimicked Runsheng, bit a piece from the end that wasn't burning, and after only two chews, his face twisted in a bitter grimace, not giggling anymore.

"Peh peh peh!"

The fool spit and dry heaved.

Runsheng handed him a bottle of water. The fool took the water, took a sip, tilted his head back, started to rinse his mouth, but then forgot to spit it out and swallowed it.

This time, his face was even more pained.

However, he had his own solution. He took out candy from his pocket, unwrapped two pieces, put them in his mouth, and a sweet smile reappeared.

Runsheng suddenly became emotional and asked: "Xiao Yuan, if I hadn't been picked up by my grandfather back then, would I also be like him and become a village guardian?"

In fact, Li Zhuoyuan had long suspected Runsheng's real-life story, but firstly, Shan Daye planned to secretly bring it into the grave, and secondly, Li Zhuoyuan felt that pursuing the truth of this secret was like researching chess only to beat A Li - meaningless.

"Runsheng brother, you wouldn't become a village guardian." Li Zhuoyuan took a sip of water, "You would become the pillar of your village."

"Ah..." Runsheng scratched his head awkwardly upon hearing this.

Seeing this, the fool also imitated Runsheng and scratched his own messy hair.

Li Zhuoyuan closed his eyes and started to doze. It was already afternoon. He estimated that after walking a bit more, they would soon reach Zhengmen Village. After all, it was a village under Min'an Town, and the ruins, no matter how far, wouldn't be too exaggerated.

Runsheng then focused on eating. He knew that this break was specifically for Xiao Yuan to replenish supplies, so he had to fill his stomach quickly.

The fool saw Runsheng eat so much and so fast, like a competition, and also stuffed food into his mouth non-stop.

Finally, Runsheng was full, and the fool's belly was round and bulging. He supported himself and sat on the ground.

But when he saw Li Zhuoyuan and Runsheng pack their things and stand up, he immediately got up, continued to lead the way, but this time he no longer jumped around excitedly.

They continued marching, and mountain fog appeared ahead. The fool led the two into the fog.

Runsheng noticed that the fool seemed to be circling within the fog, not walking in a straight line, but he saw Xiao Yuan say nothing and didn't ask.

As they walked, the sound of gurgling water came from ahead. Although visibility was very low now, they could still see a river crossing in front.

The fool went down to the river. The river wasn't deep, only reaching the fool's chest.

Runsheng squatted down. After Li Zhuoyuan got on his back, he lifted their luggage over his head and followed the fool across the river.

But as he waded, Runsheng noticed that the fool in front had buried his head in the river, his body tilted forward, floating there motionless, like a floating corpse.

Runsheng stopped. Li Zhuoyuan's voice came from beside his ear:

"Leave him, keep going."

Runsheng continued forward.

The river wasn't too wide, and they soon reached the shore. The fog here was no longer as dense. Standing on the riverbank and looking into the river, the fool's floating figure was faintly visible in the fog.

In another direction, in a certain river valley, they seemed to hear the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking.

That should be Zhengmen Village.

However, Li Zhuoyuan didn't show any intention of exploring ahead. Instead, he turned to Runsheng and said:

"Runsheng brother, take out the sleeping bag."

"Okay."

Runsheng took out a sleeping bag and spread it on the ground. Li Zhuoyuan got in and closed his eyes.

Just as Runsheng felt the need to keep his belly full, he also felt the need to seize the time to replenish his energy as much as possible.

Runsheng sat beside Li Zhuoyuan, the Yellow River shovel on his knee, with candy, "cigars," and compressed biscuits in front. While constantly looking around, he also put some food into his mouth.

The fool just kept floating in the river like that, not moving.

The sky gradually darkened. Runsheng saw fuzzy lights constantly flickering in the river valley above. These weren't electric lights, but like bonfires.

"Hua la... hua la..."

Sounds came from the middle of the river.

Runsheng grabbed the Yellow River shovel and stood up, at the same time softly saying: "Xiao Yuan."

Li Zhuoyuan opened his eyes from sleep, turned over in the sleeping bag, and looked towards the river surface. Not only did he not get up quickly, but he closed his eyes again.

The fog didn't dissipate with the descent of night, but covered the night curtain with another layer of thick gauze.

The sound of splashing water got closer and closer. Runsheng shone his flashlight.

Suddenly, he saw the fool, who had been floating there for half a day without a sound, hiding in the fog.

Then, the fool came out again. He was still floating, but this time there were two more people and a backpack behind him.

Runsheng recognized one of the people, it was Tan Wenbin.

Li Zhuoyuan blinked and got out of the sleeping bag: "Runsheng brother, go receive them."

"Xiao Yuan, be careful on the shore."

Runsheng went down to the river, the flashlight strap bitten in his mouth. After reaching the middle of the river, he saw the fool, who had been pulling the two people earlier, slowly sink down.

Runsheng subconsciously wanted to pull him, but then remembered what Xiao Yuan had said earlier: "Leave him."

He pursed his lips, pulled Tan Wenbin, that woman, and the backpack to his side, and brought them back to this side of the shore.

Li Zhuoyuan first walked to Tan Wenbin and squatted down. Tan Wenbin was still in a coma, his whole body covered in bulging blue veins, and he had multiple burn marks. His originally handsome and unrestrained face now looked somewhat ferocious.

Li Zhuoyuan flipped open Tan Wenbin's eyelids and checked other details.

"Xiao Yuan, Binbin he..."

"The evil energy has entered his body too deeply, he needs to be purged of the poison. Give me the gray can in the pack."

Runsheng immediately took out the gray can, twisted open the lid, and handed it to the boy.

Inside the can was incense ash, which could be bought at temples. Li Zhuoyuan had also mixed in quite a few waste materials from A Li's handmade items, like the Qin Liu family's ancestral tablet, which was top-grade thunder wood.

Grabbing a handful of incense ash, he smeared it on his hand. Li Zhuoyuan started to massage Tan Wenbin.

Soon, black and purple colors quickly appeared all over his body. Wherever the incense ash was smeared, it was like this.

When Li Zhuoyuan was haunted by the little yellow warbler, Liu Xiazi had used this exact method to purge the poison and haunt him.

Continuing to add ash and massage, the black and purple colors gradually overflowed from the skin, showing dense blood beads, and many places were still bubbling.

Li Zhuoyuan stood up, exhaled, and said to Runsheng: "Runsheng brother, focus on pressing and massaging all the bubbling places."

"Okay!"

Runsheng took Li Zhuoyuan's place. His hands were strong and his palms were wider. Soon, small columns of blood constantly spurted from Binbin's body.

Li Zhuoyuan then walked to Zeng Yinyin. The woman's head was bandaged, and she still seemed to be in a coma.

"Wake up, don't pretend."

Zeng Yinyin didn't move.

Li Zhuoyuan didn't reason with her further. The woman's hands and feet were tied, using a corpse fisher's reverse tying method for the dead. Her pretending to be in a coma was meaningless, because she simply couldn't untie the knots.

On that side, Runsheng, who was still squeezing blood, asked: "Xiao Yuan, who is she?"

"Don't know. Not surnamed Zheng, must be surnamed Zeng. What Brother Binbin did this time is better than I expected."

"Xiao Yuan, Binbin seems to be waking up soon."

Li Zhuoyuan looked over. The dense black and purple colors on Tan Wenbin's body were gone, and his breathing had become steady and powerful.

However, from the back of Tan Wenbin's neck, fresh blood started to flow out, gradually staining the ground under his body.

Runsheng turned Tan Wenbin's body over. There was an old and new wound there. As he was about to bandage it, Li Zhuoyuan spoke:

"No hurry, Runsheng brother. Yin Meng and they are coming."

He had done the initial process, but for a more detailed cleanup, Yin Meng needed to come.

Runsheng stood up: "I'll go receive them."

"No need, they'll walk themselves." The thick fog could obscure vision, but it couldn't block out hearing.

The fool's figure reappeared, face down, motionless in the water.

When Yin Meng and Zheng Jiayi were about to support him, they heard a voice from the shore:

"Leave him, come over here."

Yin Meng immediately pulled Zheng Jiayi's hand and waded to the shore.

As soon as they reached the shore, Li Zhuoyuan saw the fool, who had been floating there, slowly straighten up.

He tilted his head and looked at Li Zhuoyuan on the shore from the water.

Their gazes crossed the fog, yet they could both keenly sense each other.

The fool raised both hands and waved. At this moment, he appeared very quiet.

Li Zhuoyuan also raised his hand and waved back.

The fool had led the way, and he was going back.

Li Zhuoyuan didn't ask him to stay, and he didn't expect him to accompany the three of them into Zhengmen Village, because he had already done enough.

Each skill has its own expertise. The next matter had to be handled by themselves.

After finishing the matter here, when they went back, they could stay in Min'an Town for two more days. At that time, they could have a good chat with the fool again.

He might not be a fool, of course, he might also be more of a fool.

That is, the shrines and temples that are not popular now. In fact, many small unique temples in the country, the initial objects of worship, are just like the fool, people who have passed on spiritual power.

"Xiao Yuan ge." Yin Meng pulled Zheng Jiayi to Li Zhuoyuan's front, waiting for criticism.

"Xiao Yuan... ge?" Zheng Jiayi's face showed a smile. She felt this boy was so handsome, she really wanted to hug him and touch his face.

Li Zhuoyuan asked Zheng Jiayi: "What's your surname?"

"My surname is Zheng, my name is Zheng Jiayi. Ah, Xiao Yuan, your surname isn't Li, is it Li Zhuoyuan?"

"I am." That woman Binbin brought, who was still pretending to be in a coma, must be surnamed Zeng.

"Ah ha, I heard our Fatty at home mention you. Top scorer in the province, a child prodigy!"

After a simple exchange, Li Zhuoyuan confirmed that Zheng Jiayi was that kind of naive, carefree, and life-loving person. She was like a little sun, capable of giving various emotional value to the people around her from her heart.

"Xiao Yuan ge, I just let her..."

Before Yin Meng could finish, she was interrupted by Li Zhuoyuan. Li Zhuoyuan showed her a smile, although it was a bit reluctant and short, he had already tried his best.

"Meng Meng, you did very well this time."

Yin Meng thought that her ears had filled with water when she crossed the river just now, and she was hallucinating.

"Xiao Yuan ge?"

"Binbin was poisoned by evil energy. I just gave him a rough cleanup. You go finish the job and try to help him recover as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Li Zhuoyuan waved at Zheng Jiayi, indicating that she should follow him.

The boy himself came with Xue Dad's blood, but he didn't have much hope for his two companions.

Firstly, they had to face their special situation; secondly, they might not have gotten this information at all.

But they gave him a surprise.

The big fish's goal was to break the three surnames' blood bond after they were exterminated. He was here to collect the necessary conditions again so that he could borrow the original sealing system to reinforce the seal on the dead reversal within Zhengmen Village.

Although Li Zhuoyuan wanted to completely exterminate it, he also didn't refuse a guaranteed safety delivered to his hand.

Li Zhuoyuan took out a tool from his pack and said: "I'll take a little bit of your blood for use."

Zheng Jiayi didn't understand, but still extended her hand: "Here, Xiao Yuan... ge."

Li Zhuoyuan nodded and started to draw blood.

Zheng Jiayi was very obedient.

However, Li Zhuoyuan couldn't help but suspect, was Zheng Jiayi's obedience influenced?

For example, his Taoye would receive fortune's influence when in danger, inexplicably becoming confused.

When the Jiang water was pushing the dead reversal towards him, was that wave of flowers naturally blooming or deliberately adorned?

Three lines, leading straight here.

There was no need to mention Xue Liangliang's line. If Liangliang brother opened his mouth or something happened, he would absolutely not ignore it. But Tan Wenbin would carry Runsheng or Lin Shuyou to the infirmary time and time again, and every time Doctor Fan performed surgery, it was definitely due to Tan Wenbin's silver tongue, but was there still a little bit of Jiang water's push?

Dizzy, wanting to refuse, but then confusedly accepting. When he thought about it later, he felt it was very absurd.

As for Zheng Jiayi, because Wu Fatty's image was too vivid, he had predicted very early on that she would be the main trigger point for this line.

Then was her current understanding of the bigger picture and enthusiastic obedience also amplified by Jiang water?

Fate is an invisible hand. Many people have thought about such a doubt in their hearts, that is, if they had delayed a few seconds or yawned once more while crossing the road today, would their fate's trajectory also produce a chain reaction?

Perhaps, every sudden sneeze of yours can also trigger the will of heaven.

Li Zhuoyuan secretly made a note. After this event ended, he had to let Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin conduct a period of contact and investigation on Zheng Jiayi and Fan Shulin to see if some characteristics of their bodies would change.

This was very important to Li Zhuoyuan, helping him further master the questioner's intentions.

He even suspected that every time he proactively picked out a dead reversal from A Li, and every question he drew out at the same time, were all dark surges rising from beneath the Jiang water, quickly revising everything when it wasn't floating on the surface of the water.

The village was right in front. After taking Zheng Jiayi's blood, there was no need to preserve the inversion and make it into sealing mud.

Li Zhuoyuan walked to Zeng Yinyin, squatted down, and used another syringe to insert it into her arm and draw out fresh blood.

She actually still pretended to be in a coma, stubbornly stupid.

Often such people can easily betray their own people, doing stupid things while explaining themselves, being self-satisfied.

Tan Wenbin woke up. Yin Meng grabbed a large handful of earthworms and used them to suck blood from the wound on his back neck. The earthworms that fell off one by one all rotted into blood mud.

"Ah..." Tan Wenbin groaned halfway, his gaze started to wander. When he saw Xiao Yuan ge walking towards him, he continued to chant out the remaining half with relief.

Everyone at the scene rested, while sharing their observations and experiences.

Finally, Li Zhuoyuan summarized.

After listening, Tan Wenbin laughed: "Ha ha ha, that strip of fish still wanted to deceive me, wanting to use me as a pawn to kill others! I'm not a fool anymore! I specifically brought that woman over."

Yin Meng felt very fortunate in her heart. If she hadn't brought Zheng Jiayi, she would have made a mistake.

However, Li Zhuoyuan also frankly said that it was normal even if she hadn't brought her. Immediately, the boy added a sentence: "Next time you encounter a similar situation, remember to clean up the battlefield because key clues are very likely hidden among them."

Runsheng said: "If we had come a few days later, we wouldn't have been in time."

Li Zhuoyuan: "This is like getting an advantage by arriving early to the exam hall. The previous session's examinees' scratch paper hasn't been cleaned up yet."

Tan Wenbin was more concerned about his new attempt this time. He said with anticipation: "Xiao Yuan ge, can that method I used be used again in the future?"

"Brother Binbin, have you forgotten when you were just in a coma?"

"Em, this is with Xiao Yuan ge and Meng Meng here to help me."

"Even if they help you clean up in time, you will still have aftereffects. When you get older..."

Tan Wenbin was surprised: "It can actually last until old age? I can actually have a late year?"

"It's still better not to use it, and besides, it's not every time that a suitable evil haunt happens to be available for you to use."

Lonely souls and wild ghosts are not like Lin Shuyou's kind of Yin gods. There is too big a gap, whether from the aspect of rank or side effects.

"Then, Xiao Yuan ge, can I catch one beforehand and keep it with me?"

Li Zhuoyuan shook his head.

Tan Wenbin's expression became lonely. He now somewhat understood Lin Shuyou's obsession and madness. When you have experienced that kind of power and feeling, it's really hard to let go.

Li Zhuoyuan said: "Let's talk about it again. Let's see if I can improve the method for you. You can't be so reckless anymore."

"Ah?" Tan Wenbin got excited, "My Xiao Yuan ge is indeed my Xiao Yuan ge!"

The "Twelve Laws of Fengdu" can be changed to capture spirits and dispatch generals;

The "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra" and the official general's method of elevating the Ji can also be copied and repaired;

Wei Zhengdao's talisman paper outlines can also select a few unpopular talisman papers and be changed on this basis.

With the three families' top secret books as reference, Li Zhuoyuan felt that he could tailor a "ghost control"... no, it's a technique to control ghosts for Tan Wenbin.

Of course, side effects are unavoidable. Since ancient times, those who manipulate gods and ghosts have rarely had a good end.

Even official generals are like this. Lin Shuyou's grandfather could live until his grandson became an adult, which was considered longevity in their lineage. Perhaps those Yin gods didn't really care about the Ji boy's body.

But compared to the negative impact on the body and fate, Li Zhuoyuan was more worried about another one:

"Brother Binbin, you have to be mentally prepared. Controlling ghosts will change your character."

The one under the peach tree forest back home learned from Wei Zhengdao's black skin book and turned himself into a dead reversal, not only changing his character but also changing his species.

Tan Wenbin asked: "Em... which aspect will the character change towards?"

"It will become more arrogant and extreme."

Tan Wenbin demonstrated: "Is it like this me, Xiao Yuan ge? Jie jie jie jie jie jie?"

"It's this taste."

"Doesn't matter, it quite fits my position."

The old lady all taught him that as the front shout of the Dragon King Boat, that's just pretending to die.

Actually, Li Zhuoyuan had an even bigger bold idea in his heart.

Is there any way to bring down the White Crane Child and make Him not go back, but just work for himself when needed?

Those lonely souls and wild ghosts are, after all, not presentable.

After resting, except for Tan Wenbin who was still a bit weak, the rest of the people adjusted to their best state.

Li Zhuoyuan looked at Yin Meng, then looked at Zeng Yinyin.

Yin Meng understood, took out a leather whip, and whipped Zeng Yinyin.

"Pa!"

"Ah!"

Zeng Yinyin let out a scream. She couldn't pretend anymore.

Runsheng walked forward, picked her up. The team of six lined up and walked towards the river valley.

Between the slopes on both sides, a patch of darkness appeared. The flashlight only shone on a wooden building in front.

When they were further away earlier, they could see light and fire, but when they got closer, they couldn't see it anymore.

A stone table and a stone stele stood side by side in the central area.

On the stone table were a stone bowl and a stone plate connected to it. On the stone stele were vigorous and powerful carved characters.

Li Zhuoyuan walked to the stone stele. The carved characters had been there for years and were eroded by time, some were blurry and unclear, but Li Zhuoyuan had read more difficult books and recognized this. The difficulty was not great.

"Poor Dao Yuxuzi is here to set a stele seal town with his flesh and blood. Beneath are my three disciples, Zeng, Zheng, and Xue, who will reside on site. Later generations will offer blood and food in the Jiazi year cycle to continue the great array.

Evil haunts will not be extinguished, we will not retreat. Generation after generation, protect our orthodox way."

Setting a stele seal town with flesh and blood meant putting himself as the core of the array, to live and die with the evil thing.

Li Zhuoyuan didn't know who this Yuxuzi Daoist was. He hadn't read about his records.

From ancient times to the present, there have been few people who could make it into history books. And this Yuxuzi not only sealed himself here, but also ordered his three disciples to start a branch and spread leaves here to maintain the suppression. It is very likely that he didn't make a name for himself, but just hid here.

Of course, it's also possible that he did make a name for himself, but because his disciples were all tied here, without "sect" and disciples to promote and shout for him, his reputation naturally didn't show.

Just, why would the evil haunt suppressed by Yuxuzi appear in A Li's dream?

Could it be that Yuxuzi's Dao name under his secular surname was Qin or Liu?

But for outstanding people from the Qin Liu family to join other sects is simply more shocking than when Grandpa Qin and Grandma Liu married.

"Runsheng brother, set up the offering table."

"Okay!"

Runsheng started to clean the thick dust off the stone table. With a strong blow and a wipe, he found a round arc bulge in the center of the stone table.

Tan Wenbin said in doubt: "How is this bowl upside down?"

As he spoke, Tan Wenbin was about to reach out and touch it.

Li Zhuoyuan: "Don't touch it."

"Ah?"

"That's Yuxuzi Daoist's skull."

"Skull?" Tan Wenbin took two steps back. The faces of the others also changed. This meant that Yuxuzi himself was inside this stone table.

Li Zhuoyuan: "Light the candles, set the offerings, burn the paper."

Yin Meng went to light the candles, Runsheng placed the offerings, and Tan Wenbin went to burn the paper.

After everything was ready, Li Zhuoyuan stood in front of the stone table. The blood bowls made from the fresh blood of the later generations of the Xue, Zheng, and Zeng families were placed around the skull.

Immediately, the ritual was performed.

The stone table began to shake slightly. The fresh blood in the blood bowls gradually boiled, then dripped down along the rim of the bowls, finally converging into the skull. The skull immediately emitted a special crystal shine.

Immediately, wind blew in from outside, growing stronger and stronger, pushing back the darkness in front and revealing a complete flat house. The house was very wide and the dam was very large, not like traditional residences.

Further back, a fleeting rosy cloud light appeared, driving away a large area of fog and haze, and the demonic atmosphere became solemn.

However, what made Li Zhuoyuan somewhat surprised was that the effect of this array seemed a bit weak. Seal town, as the name suggests, should have suppression and grinding kill.

This array had spare power in suppression, but in grinding kill, it was obviously insufficient.

Perhaps Yuxuzi Daoist's array skills were not particularly high, or perhaps this array lacked later maintenance, leading to many of its functions being weakened or simply castrated.

After all, among the Xue, Zheng, and Zeng families, only the Zeng family still had a little bit of means. The other two families were already no different from ordinary families.

This was the later generation's level being so low that they couldn't even do daily maintenance.

This inversion was a bit similar to the Yin family.

As a descendant of Yin Changsheng, Yin Meng still hadn't learned to walk Yin. The Twelve Laws of Fengdu had degenerated into the Twelve Methods of the Yin family, and now she hadn't even learned the methods.

Fortunately, Yin Meng had other talents that had been developed. That kind of direct poisoning of dirty things was a path Li Zhuoyuan had never imagined.

With the seal strengthened, this array could continue to hold for another Jiazi.

If, after going in, they found that they really couldn't kill that large strip of fish, Li Zhuoyuan would have to withdraw, go to Min'an Town or the county city, purchase materials, and then spend a lot of time and energy to repair and perfect this array.

Yes, he still wanted to go in.

After all, he had already come this far.

Zeng Yinyin and Zheng Jiayi were left outside. Zeng Yinyin was tied another layer by Yin Meng on top of the original tie, wrapping her so strictly that it was absolutely impossible for any accidents to happen.

He left some clean water and food for Zheng Jiayi and instructed her that if they didn't come out in two days, she should leave Zeng Yinyin and return the way she came. If she got lost after crossing the river, she should just keep shouting "fool."

The reason why Zeng Yinyin was left was because she was the only bloodline left of the Zeng family, and he would still need the blood of the three families as a guide when repairing the array later.

The four people passed through the stone stele and stone table and walked inwards.

They arrived at the front of the house and saw a plaque hanging above: Yi Zhuang.

No wonder its shape was so strange when they looked at it from the outside earlier.

Tan Wenbin said in doubt: "Hey, why build an Yi Zhuang just at the entrance of the village?"

Li Zhuoyuan: "We might be entering from the tail of the village."

The Yi Zhuang was obviously a bit far from the next residence, and the road in front of the Yi Zhuang was where the four of them were located, which was a small path branching off from the main road of the village.

Everything here was tinged with a decaying aura, but the decay didn't continue indefinitely, but reached a certain point and then fell into a state of stasis.

This might be the effect of the array, or it might be the influence of the dead reversal.

On the dam of the Yi Zhuang, six decaying coffins were placed.

"Runsheng brother, open the coffins and take a look."

Runsheng went forward with the Yellow River shovel and soon pried open the first coffin. There was no one inside, but there was a backpack, a hiking stick, and a bottle of water.

"Open them all."

Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin also joined in opening the coffins. There were a total of six coffins. There were no corpses inside, only backpacks, some tools, folded clothes, and some unopened food and water.

Tan Wenbin: "Look, those six university students who formed the exploration team really entered here."

Yin Meng: "Then where are their corpses?"

Tan Wenbin said in doubt: "They didn't necessarily die, ah. The scene inside this coffin, how is it so like a bed in a university dormitory? I just put these things on my bed for convenience when I sleep at night."

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

From inside the village ahead, a bell sound was heard.

The four people all looked in the direction of the sound. Because the Yi Zhuang was located on a high place at the tail of the village, they could see a row of young men and women in modern clothes walking in a line on the main street.

Each person held a lantern in their right hand, and their left hand was placed on the shoulder of the person in front, their steps consistent.

Suddenly, they stopped.

The next moment,

The six people collectively turned their heads and looked remotely towards the Yi Zhuang. The hands holding the lanterns constantly shook back and forth.

They,

were sending out invitations.

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The work and rest in the previous period were messed up, leading to a not-so-good physical state today. The plot below needs to be re-organized, so that's all for today. I will try to write more tomorrow. Hugs everyone!

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