Chapter 15

Chapter 15

The original guess, upon seeing the bowl in front of Li Sanjiang, seemed to be further confirmed, as the bowl not only contained water, but also had two houttuynia leaves floating in it.

If Li Sanjiang himself wanted to drink water, there was a table nearby where he could place it, not on the muddy ground.

This was more like an expression of respect:

You rest and drink your tea, and as for other matters, just make a gesture, don't worry about them.

Li Zhuoyuan walked closer out of curiosity, thinking, Could it be that great-grandfather is pretending to sleep?

But the problem is, if great-grandfather truly didn't want to bother with this matter, why did he still come to perform the ritual?

If it was just for the money to settle debts, why did he also drag Liu Jinxia and Shan Dage into it?

Ending up so miserably in exchange for a sum of money, Shan Dage, who lives hand to mouth, might be willing, but Liu Jinxia's family is quite well-off, why would she be willing?

The contradictory behavior made Li Zhuoyuan, for the first time, feel a shake in his established impression of his great-grandfather.

"Li Sanjiang! Li Sanjiang!"

Behind him, Shan Dage's roar came, his mouth full of blood and dirt, still holding a clump of old teeth in his hand, his expression twisted to the extreme.

"Oh my god!"

Li Sanjiang was woken up by the shout, his body trembling directly, almost falling off the chair. He immediately looked around somewhat bewildered, his gaze falling on Shan Dage's face:

"Hey, why do you look like this?"

"Li Sanjiang, you beast, beast!"

Shan Dage was so angry that his heart surged. He had wet his pants and had a row of teeth knocked out, and when he turned his head, he discovered that Li Sanjiang was actually still sleeping, with eye boogers slept out. He almost couldn't catch his breath and sent himself away.

Li Sanjiang looked at Liu Jinxia again and saw that Liu Jinxia's face was swollen like two pleated steamed buns. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter:

"Liu Xiazi, how did you end up like this?"

Liu Jinxia closed her eyes and didn't speak. She felt her cheek hurt even when she spoke now.

She was also angry, but after all, they were from the same village. She actually had some awareness of Li Sanjiang's 'ability' early on. Although it was very unbalanced, she knew this was very reasonable.

"Hey, what about the Niu family's three people? Why aren't they here?"

Li Sanjiang was anxious now, the main family!

Shan Dage also had to force himself to calm down at this time. He wanted to gnash his teeth, but couldn't find any teeth. He could only bite his lip and say:

"At eight o'clock, Liu Xiazi was the first to tell me it was cold. That's when I realized the wind was blowing into my position, it was Niu Laotai coming back."

"What, it's already half a year, and she can still return soul?"

"She's not a ghost, she's a zhiyin!"

"Zhiyin? You fool! A person who died half a year ago and has been buried in the soil, can they still become a zhiyin?"

"She is a zhiyin, her shoe soles seep water, leaving water stains when she walks; I fought with her for a while, and her body also had that kind of water corpse smell of a zhiyin. My eyes are not blind, my nose is still there. I've fished corpses my whole life, it's impossible for me to mistake a zhiyin!"

"Then what happened?"

"Then......"

"Why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you fight her off?"

"If I could be ten years younger......"

Shan Dage didn't say the rest of the words. He hadn't fought off that Niu Laotai, and had even been outsmarted by her. It was really too embarrassing.

At this moment, he finally began to accept his age.

Tonight, if it hadn't been for Liu Xiazi's reminder, he might have been directly outsmarted, and even the process of 'fighting' could have been omitted.

"I said, where are the Niu family people?"

Li Sanjiang asked again. This was no longer a question of money or not. If their ritual resulted in the main family of three being completely finished, then their reputation in the ten li eight villages might be ruined. Who would dare to ask them to perform a ritual then?

Runsheng: "Niu Lian is digging a hole in her old mother's grave."

"Then why didn't you go save her?"

Runsheng glanced at Li Zhuoyuan who was standing there and said, "There wasn't enough time. I just brought Xiao Yuan here first to wake you all up."

"Go, to the grave site!" Li Sanjiang slapped the bench, then looked at Shan Dage and Liu Jinxia, "You two...... stay here and rest first."

The expression in his eyes conveyed a feeling of "how are you two so useless?".

Shan Dage's chest began to heave violently again. The emotion that had just calmed down was stimulated again.

Liu Jinxia's expression was calm, even giving Shan Dage a slightly contemptuous glance: you have been his old partner for so many years, have been thrown ahead and suffered so many silent losses, and still haven't learned your lesson, you deserve it.

Li Sanjiang led Runsheng and Li Zhuoyuan towards the grave site. Just as they reached the edge of the field, they heard a sound:

"Mother, I'm hungry, mother, I'm hungry, mother, is the rice ready yet!"

A figure wearing hemp clothes ran out from the front, it was Niu Rui. He opened his arms as if looking for his mother's embrace. He was clearly over fifty years old, but at this moment he appeared extra pure.

"Grab him!"

Li Sanjiang ordered Runsheng. He went to the left, Runsheng to the right, and the two of them blocked Niu Rui's path, then pounced on him together, finally pressing Niu Rui under their bodies.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I want to find my mother, I want to find my mother!"

Niu Rui was still struggling, but he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

"Mother, I am Fu Hou, mother, I am Fu Hou!"

Just as Niu Rui was brought under control, Niu Fu's figure appeared in the distance. He was turning in circles while wailing, his voice mournful and moving, even more so than when he cried at the funeral during the day.

Li Sanjiang pressed down on Niu Rui and said to Runsheng, "Go, grab Niu Fu!"

"Grandfather, are you okay?" Runsheng looked at Niu Rui who was still struggling under their bodies.

"It's fine, I still have some strength." Although he was injured, Li Sanjiang was very confident about holding down a small old man. He had carried corpses his whole life and had long understood the joints of the human body, knowing how to restrain people.

"Good!"

Runsheng left Niu Rui and rushed towards Niu Fu. He made a flying pounce and pressed Niu Fu under his body.

"Xiao Yuan Hou, see if there's any rope, straw is also fine!"

"Okay, great-grandfather."

"Wuu wuu wuu, mother, my dear mother, wuu wuu wuu, my dear mother, hiss yo hey......"

On the field ridge opposite, a woman's figure appeared. Her hair was disheveled and her face was dirty, her body was covered in blood and mud, especially her hands, the skin and flesh seemed almost detached, like bundles of rags hanging on bones.

She didn't know how, but she was wrapped in something similar to water grass, dragging very far on the ground.

She was seen staggering slowly towards the ditch in front.

It was Niu Lian!

She hadn't been buried alive, and had run out again, but looking at her appearance, it was very likely that she had already been buried, but not dead, and had dug herself out again.

Seeing the situation, Li Sanjiang shouted to Li Zhuoyuan, "Xiao Yuan Hou, quickly go find rope or straw!"

But the picture was that picture, and the sound that reached Li Zhuoyuan's ears was: "Xiao Yuan Hou, quickly grab her and don't let her fall into the ditch!"

Li Zhuoyuan blinked, looking at his great-grandfather and Runsheng, who were divided into two positions, each holding down a person from the Niu family, and then looked at Niu Lian in the distance.

He didn't listen to 'great-grandfather's' words to grab Niu Lian, but ran towards the shed where there was rope, as well as Shan Dage and Liu Jinxia. Although injured, they could still help tie someone up.

The reason for not going to grab Niu Lian was very simple, not because he was young and weak. In fact, Niu Lian felt weaker now, and a child could really stop her by grabbing that belt on her body.

But originally, the three of them were advancing together, and then suddenly they separated. Li Zhuoyuan instinctively felt uneasy, as if it had been planned, and the three people from the Niu family came out one after another waiting to be caught.

But after running a distance, Li Zhuoyuan stopped again. He suddenly realized that even if he didn't go to grab Niu Lian, wasn't he also running away?

A gust of yin wind blew over. Li Zhuoyuan turned around. In the distance behind him, there was only a black and dark field. Where were his great-grandfather and Runsheng?

At this time, the sound of a wooden fish rang out in his ears, mixed with messy sutra chanting, like the performance of a monk's white matter team at a funeral during the day.

Around him, figures wearing Daoist robes appeared one by one. They held various magical tools in their hands and surrounded him in circles.

This feeling, as if his ears and eyes were all filled with debris, made his heart agitated while gradually losing his perception of the outside world.

Li Zhuoyuan raised his right hand and bit down hard on his forearm. Clearly, he hadn't held back, and there were teeth marks and blood marks on his forearm, but the pain was very slight.

No way, Li Zhuoyuan opened his palm, not thinking that the method he had just taught Runsheng would be used on himself so quickly.

Just as he was about to draw his palm across his face, a man's voice came from behind.

"Ah, you still fell for her trick."

Li Zhuoyuan turned back and saw Qin Shu standing there. His appearance immediately gave him a great sense of security.

Qin Shu reached out and put his hand on Li Zhuoyuan's shoulder: "She is a cat and person transformed zhiyin, she is a corpse demon, best at confusing the heart."

"Uncle, please quickly go and save my great-grandfather and them."

"Hmm, rest assured, it's already taken care of."

Qin Shu raised his right hand. In his hand, he was actually holding a black cat.

This black cat had a broken half-tail, one blind eye, and one lame leg. Although its body was largely rotten, it was still struggling and moving.

Was this the animal corpse that transformed into a zhiyin with Niu Laotai?

"Uncle, you've already subdued it?"

"Not completely yet." Qin Shu revealed a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. "This thing is like your great-grandfather, who was originally severely injured. Now the cat and the person have separated, I only caught the cat. Now as long as we find the person and extinguish them together, this corpse demon will be resolved."

"Then my great-grandfather and them......"

"The Niu family people who were haunted couldn't threaten your great-grandfather. Let's go find Niu Laotai first. After dealing with her, this matter will be over. Let's go, she is in the old house on the west side of the village."

Qin Shu grasped the still struggling cat in his right hand, then took Li Zhuoyuan's hand with his left, pulling Li Zhuoyuan to walk west.

"Uncle, didn't you say you wouldn't help with extraneous matters?"

"It's already past midnight, your great-grandfather's ritual is already over, so my actions now have nothing to do with your great-grandfather. I am now just happening to pass by and see a corpse demon harming people, so I'll just conveniently deal with it."

"Oh, so that's how it is. Uncle, you're really powerful."

"Heh, this is nothing. The truly powerful ones, you haven't seen them. This corpse demon is just a minor character. Before liberation, those big zhiyin in the jianghu, those were truly powerful big guys, they were truly scary."

"Corpse demons aren't powerful? Then Uncle, tell me, which other powerful big zhiyin are there?"

"Many have gone. Some ancient people of noble identity and once with great power, who were sunk in the river to die, became that kind of general zhiyin. They often had the ability to mobilize the water evil resentful souls in the river and could control wandering ghosts.

There are also areas with special water burial customs. Originally, they were just small watershed gatherings, but due to years of river changes and diversions, they broke the original confinement and flowed into other areas, carrying corpses in coffins, nurturing resentment, forming a role similar to a corpse king.

Every time such a thing is born, it is accompanied by natural disasters.

The most difficult to deal with are some people who cultivate evil Xuanmen. They take the crooked path, using themselves as carriers, sealing and nurturing themselves, seeking another way to become immortal. This kind of zhiyin possesses the Dao law divine power of their previous life. Although they are not the strongest or most domineering, they are the most difficult to handle because they can understand the means by which living people deal with them."

Li Zhuoyuan raised his head and asked with curiosity, "Uncle, these zhiyin are so powerful, but now they can't be seen. Who exactly extinguished them?"

Qin Shu gave the answer: "They were all extinguished by the orthodox way."

Li Zhuoyuan silently withdrew his hand from Qin Shu's palm and stopped.

Qin Shu noticed and stopped, turning back to look at the boy.

And Li Zhuoyuan didn't look at Qin Shu, his gaze was only fixed on the crippled and rotten black cat in Qin Shu's hand.

The black cat's eyes were greenish-yellow, occasionally flashing with blood light, full of resentment.

"Xiao Yuan, why aren't you walking?"

Qin Shu asked.

Li Zhuoyuan noticed that when Qin Shu spoke, the damaged lip petal of the black cat also moved a little.

"Xiao Yuan, what's wrong?"

Qin Shu bent down and looked at Li Zhuoyuan, at the same time putting his right arm behind the boy, as if wanting to hug and comfort him.

Li Zhuoyuan immediately felt a pair of furry claws touch his neck. He immediately dodged to the side and pulled away from Qin Shu.

"Xiao Yuan, what exactly is wrong!"

Qin Shu's tone became severe. In the eyes of the black cat in his hand, the blood color suppressed the green color.

"Xiao Yuan, listen, walk with me, and we will solve this matter together. This way, your great-grandfather and them can be completely out of danger!"

This time, only Qin Shu's lips moved slightly, and the black cat's mouth opened and closed non-stop.

This scene reminded Li Zhuoyuan of a strange performance he had seen at a school celebration in Beijing. The performer stood on the stage holding a puppet, and when he spoke, the puppet's mouth opened and closed non-stop, making it look as if the puppet was speaking and communicating on its own.

However, the scene in front of his eyes seemed to be the opposite of that stage performance.

Gradually, Qin Shu quieted down, and the black cat also quieted down. They seemed to have discovered that this child had seen through them.

A strange smile began to appear on Qin Shu's face, and the cat's mouth also cracked open. Fresh blood constantly dripped from the corners of its mouth.

Subsequently, everything in Li Zhuoyuan's vision turned blood-colored. No matter if he looked at them in front of him, or in other directions, everything was covered with a layer of blood and dirt.

Li Zhuoyuan stood in his original place, clenching both fists. He was very afraid, but he wasn't running around in fear, nor was he shouting and screaming randomly.

In the description of corpse demons and other zhiyin with confusing abilities in the "Jianghu Strange Records," one sentence is most often mentioned: The person who fished the corpse must remain calm and cannot be led around by the nose.

The more you panic, the more opportunities they have.

Moreover, at this time, you still can't close your eyes. Closing your eyes is a sign of cowardice and giving up, which means handing over all initiative.

Cold sweat constantly seeped from Li Zhuoyuan's forehead, and he swallowed saliva from time to time. His breathing gradually became rapid, and his whole body felt like it was standing on a stove being roasted.

However, the picture he dreamed of after performing the transfer ritual with his great-grandfather that night suddenly appeared in his mind. In the picture, he was standing on the bed at home, surrounded by a sea of corpses.

Everything is just afraid of comparison. When you are sure that all this is fake, when you can use the terror of a real dream to add weight to yourself, the scene in front of you is no longer that terrible.

The smile in the black cat's eyes gradually converged, and Qin Shu staggered back two steps. His whole body rotted down at an extremely fast speed. In a few blinks of an eye, he was only left with a pool of sewage.

Suddenly, all the illusions around him dissipated. The night wind brought fresh air. Li Zhuoyuan's body relaxed, and he began to gasp for air in large gulps.

The black cat regained its freedom. It hopped and jumped, dragging its crippled body to Li Zhuoyuan's front, and raised its head to look at him.

Li Zhuoyuan also lowered his head and stared at it.

One person and one cat fell into a period of silent gaze.

The first to break the silence was still Li Zhuoyuan:

"You...... exactly what do you want to do?"

Li Sanjiang's behavior logic had already confused Li Zhuoyuan, and the series of actions of this corpse demon made Li Zhuoyuan feel even more inconceivable.

Is it seeking revenge?

The black cat seemed to sigh. It looked very tired. It opened its mouth, it should have wanted to speak, but couldn't, probably because Qin Shu wasn't there.

It used its cat claw and waved towards Li Zhuoyuan, then dragged its crippled body along the small road towards the west.

Li Zhuoyuan stood in his original place and didn't follow.

After the black cat had walked a distance, it stopped, turned back, and looked at Li Zhuoyuan. In the cat's eyes, there was mockery.

But Li Zhuoyuan still didn't move. He had strong curiosity, but not the curiosity in an uncertain moment, nor the impulse of excessive kindness.

"Meow!"

The black cat let out a sharp cry. This cry was like a child's cry. It felt angry, but this time the anger was directed at Li Zhuoyuan, not with lethality, but full of powerless闷怒.

"You want me to follow you?"

The black cat nodded.

"But, I have no reason to follow you."

The black cat raised its claw and pushed forward.

The first time, Li Zhuoyuan didn't understand. After it pushed several times, Li Zhuoyuan understood.

It was referring to the last time at the birthday banquet on the first floor, when Niu Laotai, at the last critical moment, pushed him away to wake him up.

At that time, Niu Laotai had just returned from being a zombie, and she still said a sentence:

"Good child, Grandma will send you away first."

Although Niu Laotai didn't die in the end, she was still alive, but Li Zhuoyuan didn't think that picture and action, and the last release of good intention by that strange old lady with a bad temper, was acting.

Because, if it wasn't acting, he could tell, because he himself was often...

Damn it!

Li Zhuoyuan squatted down, lowered his head, and hugged his head with both hands.

He now really hated this kind of idea that would inadvertently pop up, because this idea would constantly deny his current identity, and at the same time would gradually detach him from his surrounding interpersonal relationships.

And once he let this situation develop, he would repel all irrational and correct behaviors around him. Family, friendship, and all the warmth in society would all be a waste of time and foolishness. He would become cold, like that huge flash light processor in the school computer room.

Finally...... he would become his mother.

He would hate such himself, just like his mother also hated herself.

He suddenly understood a little bit why his mother had taken him to see a psychologist again when he was young, because his mother saw that her son had inherited the same disease as her.

The black cat at this time seemed to have the intention to move. The green light flowed in its eyes. Earlier, its confusion had been carried by this boy, but now looking at the boy's reaction again, it seemed that a better opportunity had come?

But in the end, it still didn't do so, not because of its kindness, but because it felt a fear. It seemed that using confusion on the boy again would trigger unimaginable terrible consequences.

Li Zhuoyuan kept repeating his interpersonal relationships in his mouth, constantly telling himself, even hypnotizing himself, who he exactly was, and what his family relationships were.

Only this time, the name Qin Li was occasionally mixed in.

Li Zhuoyuan rubbed his face forcefully, as if wanting to bring back the identity recognition and substitution things. He stood up, took a deep breath, and when he looked at the black cat again, the black cat saw belonging to youth, warmth and kindness in his eyes.

The black cat's eyes began to widen. At this time, it was actually a little unclear, who exactly was the corpse demon?

"Do you have something you need my help with? Then just lead the way, lead me to find the old lady."

The black cat nodded and continued to walk forward. This time, the boy followed behind.

When passing a small ditch, without any warning, the black cat suddenly disappeared.

Li Zhuoyuan was familiar with this ditch. When he came here during the day, he had still washed his hands here. In order to make Qin Shu stay, he hadn't hesitated to plan to have a picnic on the stone in front.

There were three cement boards placed on the ditch for people to cross. Li Zhuoyuan walked onto the boards and looked around, but still couldn't find the figure of the black cat.

But since it wanted to lead him to a place, it shouldn't disappear halfway.

Li Zhuoyuan lowered his head and looked at the gap between the cement boards under his feet. The gap was very big, half a palm wide.

Below, water was constantly flowing.

At this time, the water swelled, and an old lady's face slowly floated up. Through the gap in the cement board, she met Li Zhuoyuan's gaze.

She was hiding here.

Even though he was psychologically prepared, the way she appeared still made Li Zhuoyuan feel a chill down his back. But he still strongly endured the inner discomfort and forced a little smile towards the person's face below.

"Hua la la......"

The water continued to flow, and the old lady's face also drifted along the direction of the water. After leaving the range of the cement boards, a louder water sound rang out.

She stood up in the ditch. The ditch was very deep, she was very short, she shouldn't be walking under the water, more like floating while keeping a standing posture.

Only the part above her shoulders was still on the surface of the water.

Unlike the appearance he had seen at the birthday banquet, at that time, although she was thin and bony, she still looked like a person.

But now, only some cloth strips were left of the clothes on her body. Her body had rotted in large areas, and even many wormholes and rat bite marks could be seen.

As if if the water flow in the ditch were a little stronger, it could completely break her scattered frame.

This was her body, because there was no coffin to protect it when it was buried, so it became like this.

She floated in the water, and Li Zhuoyuan walked along the path by the ditch.

With a body, she could speak.

If only listening to the text description, this scene should be very kind and warm. On a summer night, an old grandma talks to her little grandson.

But if it were matched with the real picture, it would be enough to make people's scalps numb.

"When she was very young, she was trafficked into the Niu family to be a child bride. She didn't even have her own surname."

"Her man died early, and she raised her children alone. In the most difficult time, none of her children starved to death or died young."

"After her children grew up and got married, she helped them raise their children, and then continued to help them raise their grandchildren."

"At that time, she could still do housework, watch children, cook, and do some farm work. She was very satisfied and felt that she was still useful, useful to her children.

She was just such a person. She had no surname when she was young, and when she was old, after living her whole life, she didn't have a single moment for herself, just like a cartwheel, just kept turning and turning.

On a good road, it would turn a bit smoother and faster. On a bumpy road, it would stumble... but it could still pass.

She didn't complain, she felt that people's lives in this world should be like this."

"Later, she grew old, couldn't watch children, couldn't do farm work, and couldn't even light the stove. Her children and grandchildren all felt that she was useless and a burden.

Unfortunately, she could still live. Even though she never went to ask her children for support, even drinking cold water and eating spoiled food, she was still alive like a gecko in a wall crack.

She liked to sunbathe, sitting in the yard and sunbathing for half a day.

That day, she saw me, a cat that was old, ugly, and disabled.

Clearly, she was living a hard life, but she still adopted me. Whatever she ate, I ate.

She would hold me and sunbathe together, and talk to me, talk about her young time, talk about her children's father, the man whose appearance she had already forgotten.

She would talk about the funny things about her three children when they were young. She said her eldest son said he would let her enjoy blessings later, so she wouldn't need to do anything, just sit on the bed and have rice brought to her;

She said her second son would buy her new clothes every season, so she wouldn't need to wear patched old clothes anymore; She said her youngest daughter would buy her a piece of gold jewelry like other women in the village, so she could wear it every day.

Every time she said these things, she was very happy, but as a cat, I knew that the children and grandchildren she had raised had not come to see her for a long time.

Later, she got sick.

But this broken wooden wheel of hers, even if more cracks appeared, didn't fall apart.

People from the village came and saw her like this. They called her three children and demanded that they support the elderly person.

Her three children originally disliked that she lived a long life and was still unwilling to die, sucking up the fortunes of their children and grandchildren. How could they possibly support her?

Yes, they blamed the responsibility of their children not being good on her, as if their own lack of smoothness and uselessness were all because of her.

But the village was watching closely, and they were no longer willing to pretend.

They simply tacitly locked her in the old house.

Look,

It's this one in front."

Along the ditch, Li Zhuoyuan had already walked a very long distance. In front of him was a three-bay flat house. The left and right rooms had already collapsed, only the middle one was barely standing.

The house door was already broken, and the door god pasted on it was already black.

Niu Laotai walked out of the ditch. Her whole body was wet. She stood in front of the door, not rushing to push the door in, but looking around with great nostalgia.

"They would come in every day to deliver rice, putting on a show for the villagers, but they would all come in with empty bowls. No matter how bitterly she begged, she couldn't beg for a single grain of rice or a mouthful of water.

Her two sons each had their reasons, saying that their children disagreed, saying that if it weren't for her, they would have had such good futures.

Facing her, who was hungry and whose breath was barely audible, the two sons seemed to have suffered a great grievance from heaven, and she, then, was the deeply sinful villain.

But she could still endure too much. She drank dew, ate moss, ate insects that crawled into the house, ate everything in the house that could be turned out. No matter if it was edible or not, as long as she could swallow it, she just stuffed it into her mouth.

She could really live, always hanging on to that breath, like a tenacious weed.

I felt pity for her. What was more pitiful was that at that time, she still remembered to catch insects with difficulty and share half with me. She was still thinking about feeding me, no matter how hard her own life was.

Just like that year, she had worked hard to feed those three children until they grew up.

Hehehe... hehehehe..."

Niu Laotai laughed. On her face, in the gaps gnawed out by snakes, insects, rats, and ants, fine fluff gradually grew.

At this time, this cat-faced old lady's face didn't seem that terrible.

Because it would cover up the true ugliness.

Li Zhuoyuan suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Did you eat her flesh?"

The cat-faced old lady nodded: "I did eat."

"Squeak..."

The house door automatically opened, emitting a harsh friction sound.

Along with the opening of the door, the sounds that seemed to have been sealed inside earlier also subsequently floated up.

The Niu family siblings were kneeling by the bed, their heads tied with white ropes, their waists wrapped in black gauze, and their bodies wearing hemp clothes, just crying at the funeral.

Everything seemed to be the same as when the ritual was performed during the day.

Li Zhuoyuan was a little doubtful. Since the Niu family siblings were here, what were his great-grandfather and Runsheng grabbing?

However, linking the corpse demon's ability, Li Zhuoyuan suddenly realized that perhaps he had never fully woken up, just like after waking up from a dream, he didn't return to reality, but entered a new dream.

The most obvious sign was... after Qin Shu disappeared, he hadn't seen him again.

That Qin Shu earlier was an illusion created by the corpse demon reading his heart.

It even read the "Jianghu Strange Records" in his heart, and even read it out to himself.

Niu Laotai pointed to Niu Fu and said: "He was often sick when he was young. It was she who carried him through wind and rain to seek doctors and treat his illness. When she had no money to buy medicine, she would just kowtow to the doctor and wash clothes and chop wood for the doctor's family."

Immediately after, Niu Laotai pointed to Niu Rui: "When he was young, he fought and beat someone to death. It was she who went to beg the parents of that person and helped them support the elderly and bury the dead before getting a letter of forgiveness. In the end, she truly served those parents well and sent them away."

Finally, Niu Laotai pointed to Niu Lian: "When the family was divided, she cried and said she was also her child and shouldn't be favored. She said that even if her brothers didn't support her in her old age, she would take her to her own home. She just divided the little things in the house into three equal parts and divided them."

Saying this, Niu Laotai turned her head and looked at Li Zhuoyuan, smiling and saying: "You know, what did this Niu Lian do? Because she could live too long, Niu Lian felt that doing this kind of show every day was too troublesome.

That evening, when it was Niu Lian's turn to 'deliver rice', Niu Lian just dragged her off the bed and threw her into the ditch in front, waiting for her own old mother to be gone in the ditch the next day.

Actually, she was almost starved to death at that time and couldn't speak.

But in the end, she was still thrown into the water... and drowned.

She was just drifting and drifting in the water at that time. I was just like you earlier, walking along the shore after her.

Finally, I jumped onto her body, and I started to eat her flesh. She actually didn't have much flesh, she couldn't bite it, it was all bones.

But I just wanted to bite her, I just wanted to eat her, I was angry, why did she want to be so stupid? How can there be such a stupid person in this world?"

"Then, did you all die together?"

"Yes, I didn't think it would become like this either. We died, but we... came back to life, becoming this kind of appearance that is neither human, ghost, nor demon.

I feel that maybe it's because she was really so stupid that even heaven couldn't stand it."

Li Zhuoyuan finally asked the question he wanted to ask: "Exactly what do you want to do?"

A fierce look appeared on the cat-faced old lady's face: "I want revenge, I want to avenge her. Why do these three ungrateful wolves still have the face to continue living well!"

"But, you clearly already have the ability to take revenge, why haven't you acted?"

Hearing this question, the cat-faced old lady looked at Li Zhuoyuan in some doubt: "The words you said to me at the birthday banquet that day, I thought you said that deliberately to flatter me. Is it possible that this is your real thought?"

"But, you shouldn't have this idea?"

"People of your class are not allowed to let outside evil harm living people, no matter how sinful these living people are.

This is your way, violating it will suffer backlash.

Didn't your great-grandfather teach you?"

Great-grandfather taught me?

Li Zhuoyuan thought about it, but his great-grandfather clearly just took himself and led the little yellow bird to big beard's house that night.

And after finishing the matter, great-grandfather still stood with his left hand on his hip and a cigarette in his right hand, happily saying that he could eat a banquet in a few days.

Could it be that great-grandfather's way is different from others?

"No, now we are talking about your matter. You have caused so much trouble, why haven't you taken revenge yet?"

The cat-faced old lady's face began to twist, and her body also constantly made 'ka ben ka ben' crisp sounds. Some dead earthworms and dead rats constantly slid down from her body, piling up on the ground.

Immediately after, she said with a roar that contained grievance and indignation:

"I want revenge, I dream of revenge, but do you know what makes me most angry?

She and I are one body, we are one body.

Although I am taking the lead, she is actually no longer there, but her instinct is still left in me.

I can feel that as long as I kill one of these three people, her instinct will wake up and bind me, and I will no longer have the opportunity to start on the other two!"

"So, you want to kill all three of them?"

"Nonsense, I don't want to let any of them go, I don't want to choose one out of three, I want them to all get the punishment and retribution they deserve!"

Li Zhuoyuan: "Then just don't kill, don't kill any of them."

"What?"

When Niu Laotai heard this, she directly pinched Li Zhuoyuan's shoulders with both hands, almost wanting to bite his neck, and said ferociously:

"Good child, do you know what you are saying?"

"Because originally there was no need to kill anyone, so she couldn't bind you either."

"What do you mean?"

Li Zhuoyuan looked at the cat-faced old lady close at hand and smiled:

"One crippled, one sick, one crazy.

Then see how the good children they themselves raised by example carefully attend to and support them.

This is the best...

Retribution for them."