Chapter 151

A leaky loft, a decayed bed; an overturned floor, a fallen wall.

Heimei sits on a twisted-legged stool, appraising her own V.I.P. room.

She knows very well that if she were to go into the darkness now, she would likely see splendor and magnificence.

But she is now very afraid of going into the darkness. Every time she goes into the darkness briefly, it gives her the feeling of pain as if her head is being chiseled with a nail hammer.

Outside the loft stand two maidservants.

They are not difficult to deal with; flipping down from the other side can avoid them. However, although this place is located in a corner of the palace, it is also covered by mechanisms.

Most importantly, even if she leaves here now, she doesn't know where to find her companions.

In her helplessness, she can only take out some weakly toxic yet strongly reactive powders from her backpack. After breaking off a piece of wood in the room, she sprinkles the powders on it and rubs it.

"Crackle, crackle..."

Red and blue smoke rises just like this.

She places the wood on the edge of the windowsill.

Rather than running around blindly, it's better to send a signal and wait peacefully.

She indeed doesn't wait long. From afar, she sees Tan Wenbin and a strange middle-aged man, following the shadow of an eunuch, walking towards this place.

The eunuch dismisses the two maidservants downstairs.

Xiong Shan stays downstairs, while Tan Wenbin runs up.

"Yo, come and admire our Mengmeng's detached villa."

Heimei gives him a white eye, puts her backpack on, and asks, "Can I leave now?"

"Wait a little longer. First, give me all the incense you brought for Run Sheng in your pack. I need to handle something."

Heimei takes out two boxes from her pack and hands them to him.

"Handle what?"

"Prepare some generous gifts, pull some strings, use a back door."

"Who is that person downstairs?"

"Wang Gonggong. Not a bad person. He's also from your hometown, a Shu person. His family committed a crime in his childhood, and after their property was confiscated, he was sent to the palace and went root to become a Gonggong."

"I know you're not asking about him."

"Called Xiong Shan, not one of our own."

"I know."

Tan Wenbin packs the things and waves his hand: "Okay, wait a little longer, I'll be back soon."

Going downstairs, Wang Gonggong takes Tan Wenbin away.

Xiong Shan then continues to stand at the bottom of the building, not going up.

Before long, Tan Wenbin comes back. Besides Wang Gonggong, there is also a big eunuch wearing red eunuch clothes.

This big eunuch is older, but his skin is whiter, and his body exudes a sense of dignity.

The original Wang Gonggong, by the big eunuch's side, is also cautious and careful, with a flattering expression.

Xiong Shan truly feels that this young man surnamed Tan in the youth team is very different from the others.

He seems not to show off, and is a bit unserious, yet he can always achieve extraordinary results.

He himself is a captain. From the perspective of building a team, even if Old Second and Old Third hadn't had accidents, his own team would indeed lack such a person.

Sometimes, not everything needs to be solved by force.

Xiong Shan suddenly smiles self-mockingly again. What's the use of thinking about these things now?

The deaths of Old Second and Old Third have caused his already full of holes defense line to completely collapse. Now he just wants to get through this wave steadily, so that he can normally light the lamp for the second time and retire from the Jianghu.

Tan Wenbin leads the big eunuch over. The big eunuch says as he walks:

"Little Binzi, we trust you, that's why we're willing to help you with this. We are also pitiful people, not only without roots, but also long without life. Whether you fulfill the promises you made later depends on your conscience, Little Binzi."

Tan Wenbin: "You can rest assured, Godfather!"

Xiong Shan: "..."

Heimei is called down. The big eunuch and the others come together to the front of that damaged palace.

After he arrives, he directly dismisses all the nearby maidservants and little eunuchs, immediately making the surroundings extremely quiet.

Tan Wenbin lights a thin incense and inserts it into the ground: "Brother Wang, you smoke first."

Immediately after, Tan Wenbin lights a thick incense and holds it close to the big eunuch: "Godfather, you smoke."

"Insert it in the ground, save you the trouble."

"Hey, there's nothing going on right now anyway, just being filial to you."

"Smelly boy, do you serve your own father like this diligently?"

"Yes, didn't you see? When I was a kid, as soon as I made a mistake, the private school teacher would call my dad to talk. At home, I would be diligent, washing clothes and mopping the floor. When my dad came back, I wished I could kneel at the door to change his clogs."

"Hehehe." The big eunuch laughs.

The little Wang Gonggong squatting on the ground eating incense also laughs along.

"Put it down, let's sit and eat slowly. It's not as refreshing as eating it yourself."

"Okay."

Tan Wenbin inserts the thick incense into the ground, then takes out alcohol for wound disinfection from his pack, pours it into a plastic cup, and puts a cup in front of each person.

Little Wang Gonggong quickly takes an empty sip. His originally translucent face actually turns red, looking otherworldly.

The big eunuch sees this and spits on him: "Worthless thing."

Immediately, the big eunuch eats a mouthful of incense and then sips a mouthful of wine:

"Hiss, Little Binzi, your wine is really strong ah."

Little Wang Gonggong immediately echoes and nods.

"Godfather, rest assured, after the New Year festivals, you won't lack this mouthful of wine."

Saying that, Tan Wenbin secretly gives little Wang Gonggong a wink, meaning he will have some too.

Little Wang Gonggong secretly returns with an "I understand" smile.

"Alas, when I was alive, I always felt that this blood food was very important. After going root and entering the palace, I still supplied my several brothers and their families, only hoping that those nephews would think a bit about me in the future, and when they offer sacrifices to their parents, they would at least leave me a mouthful.

Now that I'm dead, it's actually just so-so. Although they say the dead are like extinguished lamps, dead is dead, there's nothing to linger on."

"Godfather, you're wrong to say that. If you receive someone's favor, you should repay it. Although I haven't married yet, I also have a loved one. In the future, I will have children, and my children will have children.

When enjoying the cool air on summer nights, I will tell my children some strange stories, and naturally, your experience, Godfather, will not be missing."

"Hahahaha." The big eunuch is amused again, "Okay, since you call me Godfather, and it's rare to meet a filial godson, when you get married in the future, Godfather will also share in the gift."

Tan Wenbin immediately rubs his hands, leaning forward a bit: "Yo, you old man actually still have a trick up your sleeve?"

"Maybe." The big eunuch glances at Tan Wenbin, "When they were buried alive, they were all buried in one pit. Some maidservants even starved to death circling there. We are different. When we were buried alive, we might have had a coffin. When you dig up our corpses at that time, remember to smash a layer in the coffin. There's some gold, silver, and jewelry inside."

"Elder, I dare not refuse. After I dig out those treasures, I will first repair a grave for you. Of the remainder, I will take nine-tenths to donate to my hometown to build bridges and roads, and that one-tenth will be your share of the money.

After your memorial tablet is made, I will bring my object, which hasn't yet entered the door, to pay respects to you first."

The big eunuch doubts: "Only leave one-tenth, is that too little? Although your Godfather me, I have hidden some, but not too much. The live burial came suddenly, and I didn't have time to sell those fields and shops.

Although your dad is a yamen runner, he is only in Moling after all. I'm afraid his family background is just so-so. How is your dad as a person?"

"Upright and incorruptible."

"That's completely finished, just a poor ghost."

"Not that bad."

"What business will you run in the future?"

"Develop water conservancy."

"What, still have to perform corvée on the river dike?"

"Uh..." Tan Wenbin scratches his head, "A matter that benefits the country and the people."

"You have some ambition, you're a good child."

"Godfather, you're too kind."

Most of the maidservants and eunuchs here, including those Yuan soldiers and knights who once appeared, actually don't know they are already dead. They still think they are alive and are just doing their previous work.

At the level of the big eunuch, he knows he is dead, which is already among the "top" of this batch of live burials.

But he is actually just like those who are not directly visible, having basic thinking, but still limited. If you tell him how many years have passed outside, or what era it is now, they are unable to understand.

They are ultimately wandering souls and have their own limitations.

This is also the reason why Jie Shun'an could fool the ancestors of the three families and condense such dense and majestic curse power.

Their self-consciousness clearly knows that their descendants committed wrongs, and they are willing to actively use curse techniques to punish their descendants.

But their thinking limitations prevent them from detecting and understanding what kind of terrible disaster such a huge curse power will bring to the human world. It's no longer just punishing the three families or causing them to be wiped out, it's that simple.

Xiong Shan stands aside, watching Tan Wenbin chatting so warmly with the two ghost eunuchs, feeling incredibly miraculous.

Heimei stands at the edge, but doesn't feel it's strange at all.

Everyone in the team, including little Yuan-zi, recognizes Zhuangzhuang's ability.

She sometimes worries about her role in the team not being that significant.

It seems her main value at present is still reflected in her "Heimei" surname. After all, little Yuan-zi will definitely go to Fengdu ghost city again in the future.

Alas.

After experiencing being treated as a "seat guest" this time, Heimei feels somewhat helpless:

Even to her generation, the Heimei family people are still eating their ancestors' old capital.

At this time, there seems to be a sound wave coming.

The big eunuch slowly lifts his head: "Yo, a message has come."

Not long after, a group of maidservants and eunuchs walk towards here.

Little Wang Gonggong gets up and goes to drive them away.

After a while, more maidservants and eunuchs come. Little Wang Gonggong cannot stop them.

The big eunuch glares at them and lets out a heavy cough: "Get lost."

The maidservants and eunuchs scatter like birds and beasts again.

After a period of quiet, several Gonggongs wearing high-level eunuch clothes walk over.

The big eunuch stands up and walks forward: "How, do we no longer count in this general's mansion?"

Several high-level eunuchs immediately retreat.

Xiong Shan is staring with wide eyes at the side. He understands that he was originally going to have to work hard here.

As a result, the difficult work is just resolved like this?

Is the sniper war that was strictly ordered by that youth, only needing to stand aside and watch?

After another period of quiet, this time the ground trembles, and what comes is a group of knights.

The big eunuch this time shouts with a strained throat: "We want to see, whose surname is this general's mansion, whose family's surname has the final say!"

The knights look at each other and spur their horses away.

Time passes minute by minute, second by second, just like this.

But what should come, still has to come.

You can block it for a while, but you can't block it forever.

Tan Wenbin licks his lips, cursing quietly in his heart: Damn, it seems that as little Yuan-zi said, that Jie Shun'an does indeed have some control over this place.

This time, even more maidservants and eunuchs come, almost a human tide.

The order is stuck here, and only more and more people will gather here, forming a joint force that will push the order down.

They are wandering souls, and their essence is to be influenced and manipulated.

The big eunuch's expression also becomes ugly, not because he is losing face, but because even he feels driven by pressure.

He not only cannot block the people in front of him, but even he himself can no longer control himself.

Little Wang Gonggong is already standing on the opposite side. The respectful expression on his face is gone. Like the others, his expression has become gloomy, and he starts exerting pressure collectively.

"Little Binzi, we are useless. After a while, we also have to stand on the opposite side."

"Look at what you're saying. Godfather is already very heroic. How about this, you let go, we still have our own methods."

"Really let go?"

"Let go. Keep a little clear mind so you can protect us from being excluded."

Actually, because the big eunuch is by their side, they don't need to carry straw puppets on poles to pretend to blend in.

"That's good." The big eunuch breathes a sigh of relief and waves his hand.

Tan Wenbin looks at Xiong Shan and says: "Your turn. The time should be about right. You just need to hold on for a little longer."

Xiong Shan pats his chest: "Rest assured, I can hold on for as long as needed."

Tan Wenbin shrugs helplessly. He still prefers his own Yuan-zi brother's precise way of speaking and arranging. With someone like Xiong Shan, as his boss, he is very unaccustomed.

"No need. My family's boss handles things with great fanfare. You hold on for a little longer."

Xiong Shan starts the Chenzhou Symbol. He squats on the ground, pressing both hands to the ground.

Straw extends from his body again. Around him, eight piles of straw appear. One of the straw piles is woven into two corpse-driving straw figures. The two straw figures lift a grass pole and enter the palace first.

Under Xiong Shan's control, they walk as slowly as possible. When they reach the palace door steps, their squatting motion is like slow motion.

After the first not directly visible person gets on the grass pole, the two straw figures slowly stand up, then carry the not directly visible person, slowly turning circles in the spacious courtyard in front of the palace door.

Then, a second pile of straw figures is woven out and goes to pick up people in the same way, turning circles again.

Next is the third, the fourth...

Xiong Shan's expertise in Chenzhou Symbol has a very good disguise effect here. Under the blessing of the symbol's effect, these straw corpse drivers are just "local people" in the eyes of the local people.

Because these "fake local people" keep appearing, going in, turning circles, it makes the real local corpse drivers outside only able to keep lining up outside.

This is considered finding a loophole and occupying the position.

After the original eight piles of straw have all turned into "corpse drivers", Xiong Shan summons out another eight piles.

This time, he already feels a bit strained.

However, Tan Wenbin and Heimei on the side look at Xiong Shan with some newfound respect.

This is simultaneously controlling eight puppets ah, and he is only a little strained.

Linking back to when little Yuan-zi brought that Pear Blossom and compared himself, Tan Wenbin has to admit that the overall quality and strength of Xiong Shan's team are indeed significantly higher than his own team.

However, his own team is more comprehensive. For example, Xiong Shan's team doesn't have someone who can sit in the general's V.I.P. seat and freeload on food, but he does.

But it is mainly attributed to little Yuan-zi's wisdom.

It is little Yuan-zi's brain and his more profound understanding of walking the Jianghu that has elevated their team to another level.

At this time, those not directly visible people suddenly stop coming out. They start to form hand seals and cast curses.

Strand after strand of black mist rises from below, gathering in the air, forming a black vortex.

Xiong Shan is slightly stunned, his face turning ashen: "Finished?"

Tan Wenbin breathes a sigh of relief and says: "Succeeded."

Soon, the black vortex begins to decompose, turning back into strand after strand of black gas, returning to each not directly visible person.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

All the grass poles break, the straw figures also collapse and scatter, and those not directly visible people on the grass poles all fall to the ground.

After finishing the hand seals, they all return to the palace, and everything returns to quiet.

Tan Wenbin claps his hands: "Okay, this is the signal little Yuan-zi sent us."

At this time, Xiong Shan, while wiping the sweat from his face, suddenly says:

"You guys walking the Jianghu are perhaps much simpler than us."

Tan Wenbin looks at Xiong Shan and says: "The matter is only half done, don't be in a hurry to show off."

Xiong Shan's expression freezes, not out of anger, but shame.

Tan Wenbin's origin is lower than low. He was not originally a person from the Xuanmen, just treated as a "temporary signboard".

But he really does look down on some of Xiong Shan's behavior and habits. He never forgets to probe back and forth, and when he owes a favor, he just speaks up.

This actually has nothing to do with origin. A person's life is actually a constant process of breaking their own limitations. Once you are tired and stop, it will turn into a cage and trap you.

This Jianghu, you are indeed not suitable to walk.

Tan Wenbin waves his hand: "Let's go, let's gather."

...

Li Zhuiyuan walks up to Jie Shun'an. Jie Shun'an is sitting on the ground, looking dispirited:

"Kill me."

Li Zhuiyuan doesn't pay attention to him and also knows that Jie Shun'an is not afraid of death.

After the youth walks over, he very naturally passes by Jie Shun'an again.

Walking to the edge of the giant pit, the youth looks at the black coffin below, raises his hand, and points.

The corpse-driving Taoist who is still standing on the steps maintaining his previous posture turns around and slowly walks towards the youth.

It also passes by Jie Shun'an.

Jie Shun'an opens his mouth and asks: "How did you do it?"

He mainly relies on the traditional method of corpse driving, controlling corpses with bamboo poles.

Even in the previous situation, where he self-harmed his eyes and forcibly made the corpse-driving Taoist launch an attack with a secret technique, it could only be maintained for that instant.

But the youth can carry out almost perfect control.

Without needing external forces, he can directly make the corpse listen to him.

In Jie Shun'an's view, this is simply an inconceivable ability.

Li Zhuiyuan's special skill comes from a sick friend named Wei.

It is also only suitable to be spread and shared within the sick friend circle.

Outsiders not only find it very difficult to learn, but even if someone with stunning talent occasionally forces themselves to learn it, their end will be miserable, being unable to live and die at the same time, and still having to seek death without success.

The one under the peach tree in his old home is the best example.

However, learning or not is secondary. Li Zhuiyuan is too lazy to continue communicating with this Jie Shun'an.

If Jie Shun'an had been willing to sit down and talk properly from the beginning and handed over that facial order flag to him, he would probably have sat with him to discuss the revenge plan.

The youth still quite likes to ponder this.

Sometimes, he also thinks of the black cat from before.

It trusted him, and was also really obedient, listening and performing well, capable of reporting progress and final results, with a beginning and an end.

Pity, it is free.

The difference is that although the cat-faced old lady at that time had lost a fight with the zombie in his old home, when he met her in the village at night, that black cat actually still had the ability to restrain itself.

Although he had tricked Uncle Qin into the village, Uncle Qin was still in the stage of not being able to support the bottle. Everyone wasn't that close.

So that cat was willing to listen to his suggestions on the basis of having a strength advantage.

Jie Shun'an is not. He was thoroughly defeated by him.

"You already disdain to talk to me?"

The ferocious expression on Jie Shun'an's face slowly resurfaces.

However, just as he is about to stand up again, he is pressed back down by Run Sheng with a shovel, forcing him to sit back down.

Run Sheng really wants to open his skull directly, but little Yuan-zi hasn't said anything yet.

The corpse-driving Taoist, under Li Zhuiyuan's control, walks down the giant pit and lies back in the coffin.

Li Zhuiyuan closes his eyes, ending his control.

Then, fresh blood flows from the corners of his eyes.

This is the price of controlling this level of existence. Even if the opponent is still cooperating with you in their bones, it is still an extremely terrible burden.

Li Zhuiyuan has a set of standards for measuring his degree of overdraw. Headache is the first step, nosebleed is the second step, and bleeding eyes is the third step.

At this step, it is already very dangerous. Continuing to overdraw can very likely lead to blindness.

"Run Sheng brother, setting up the offering table."

"Got it."

Run Sheng immediately goes to set up the offering table.

Jie Shun'an is about to stand up again, but this time, his shoulder is stepped on by Pear Blossom, who is still holding a child.

He lets out a painful groan, being stepped on the ground, unable to move.

The offering table is set up. Li Zhuiyuan starts sacrificing the ancestors of the Jie family. This is a ritual.

The youth erects three burning incense sticks.

Because the opponent is half Jie family ancestors and half a general, the incense ritual must be cut in half.

Even if the general is now again ordinary and sympathetic to those who once suppressed him, with the youth's identity, he cannot sacrifice to him.

He pulls out one incense stick and is about to break the second one in half when he thinks of the cup of wine the general toasted him in the banquet hall.

He thinks about it and decides to forget it. This half of an incense stick will be to return that cup of wine.

The sacrifice is finished.

Turning around, Lin Shuyou quickly steps forward, holding a tissue and water, to help little Yuan-zi wipe the bloodstains from his face.

The boy has already quietly left. Now, it is Pear Blossom who is holding the child and stepping on Jie Shun'an.

When Li Zhuiyuan walks over, Pear Blossom shows a shy smile.

She seems to have completely forgotten that not long ago, she had even actively bared her chest to feed milk to the youth.

Her son's future is near, but as a mother, she feels a bit at a loss for words.

Finally, she actually lowers her head to look at the son in the swaddling clothes and chokes out a sentence:

"Suddenly thought, my son still lacks a Godfather."

She knows that with the youth's age, being a Godfather seems a bit inappropriate.

But she can't possibly let her son recognize the youth as his dry brother, then she wouldn't become the youth's dry mother?

On the side, Run Sheng, who is back here recycling the offering table, silently says a sentence:

"You are not worthy to know my husband."

Pear Blossom: "Hahahahaha!"

Only a very, very loud laugh can cover her awkwardness this time.

But because of this, it also eases the slightly tense atmosphere.

Li Zhuiyuan looks at the child.

Previously, he used the child's crying sound to disrupt Jie Shun'an's perception of "whispers". It worked very well, and the child also cooperated.

"Children who can walk the dark, it's not good to be exposed to these too early."

"Huh?" Pear Blossom hears the words, first joyous, then doubtful: "Not good?"

My son can walk the dark in swaddling clothes, isn't that a genius? Where is that not good?

Li Zhuiyuan stretches out his foot and gently touches Jie Shun'an who is lying on the ground: "He can barely be counted as a genius."

His experience is pitiable, but his actions are not worthy of sympathy.

Over-identifying with him is very unnecessary, because you are very likely the one who goes to work normally, comes home to eat with your family, and as a result is slaughtered by evil spirits one night because of him. Pear Blossom seems to understand something and immediately asks: "Then... then what should we do?"

"Let your man use a symbol to seal his spiritual awareness. Let him at least have a normal childhood."

"Okay... I will." Pear Blossom nods vigorously.

Whether it is the ability and background the youth shows, it all convinces Pear Blossom.

Li Zhuiyuan thinks of A Li. However, A Li is much more pitiful than this child.

If A Li could walk the dark at a young age and occasionally see some lonely souls and wild ghosts that ordinary people cannot see, then A Li's childhood would likely be very innocent and lively.

Two or three little ghosts cannot compare to those big evil spirits charging forward in groups, forcing their way into the palace, threatening and humiliating, it's not the same level of thing.

But even so, A Li only closes herself off. The resistance and rejection she shows outside, she also doesn't think of indiscriminate revenge.

Pear Blossom again gathers courage and opens her mouth: "The child only has a nickname now, he hasn't taken a big name yet."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I am not suitable."

He currently has too much karma on him. Most importantly, he really doesn't like children, especially smart and sensible children.

No one is wrong, one comes first, one sends, one enters, one contains, one in one, one looks!

At this time, Jie Shun'an opens his mouth: "So what if you took me down? I'm very grateful you didn't kill me now, because I can hear the sound of disaster rising, hehehe."

No response is given.

Jie Shun'an: "Are you not looking at me with disdain? Heh, I don't believe you have a way to solve it, it's impossible to solve, you're dreaming."

Run Sheng has finished packing and just happens to fold back. He lowers his head and says to him:

"Little Yuan-zi doesn't even look at you."

Jie Shun'an immediately clenches his hands and desperately beats the ground.

Lin Shuyou helps Li Zhuiyuan clean his face, then with a "pop", opens a can of Jianlibao and hands it over: "Little Yuan-zi brother, don't you want to rest a bit?"

Li Zhuiyuan takes it and drinks it, finishing it in one go, then shakes his head: "No time to rest."

The corpse-driving Taoist, after Jie Shun'an's driving and his own control, has become weaker and can no longer last long here.

The curse power problem here could erupt violently at any time.

Moreover, if there are no accidents outside, the people from those three families will likely arrive at Peach Blossom Village soon.

There are too many variables. What he can do now is seize the time and solve this problem as early as possible.

Li Zhuiyuan sits down on the ground, takes out a book and pen from his schoolbag, and starts drawing.

The only method he can think of to break the situation is the Water Burial Gate's "Dragon Eye Lock Door Array".

Use the fire of the ghost eye to burn and dissolve the curse power.

The premise is that you cannot burn it all off at once, otherwise the array and this place will explode together, causing an outburst.

So, the curse power vortex must be decomposed and dispersed to each not directly visible person.

Then, let them be lifted into the pond one by one and annihilated and dissolved one by one.

There is a problem here, there are too many not directly visible people. How to send them in? The method of corpse driving is feasible, but Li Zhuiyuan suspects that the corpse driving team here is seriously insufficient. Otherwise, when Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng mixed into the corpse driving team before, they wouldn't have needed to cycle back and forth. The corpse driving teams sent out each time here wouldn't have been just eight branches.

Moreover, he wants to thoroughly repair the "Dragon Eye Lock Door Array", using corpses as lamp oil, and change it back to borrowing the tidal force of the lake above, making it endless.

Otherwise... he really doesn't have enough ghost eyes to burn several times, and he can't just go find fresh dead corpses temporarily to fill it. That would be a sea of quantity.

A complete "Dragon Eye Lock Door Array", once it runs, is very difficult to take advantage of. After the corpse driving team lifts the not directly visible people in, they must be destroyed one by one.

Moreover, even if they are only burned and handled one by one, the flame and curse power splash produced at that time will likely completely cover the environment of that place.

So, the corpse driving team must also be used as disposable products.

Fortunately, Xiong Shan should be able to manufacture them with Chenzhou Symbols. If it really doesn't work, he will squeeze him until he vomits blood and collapses, even squeeze him dry. To end this karma for his son, he probably is willing.

Li Zhuiyuan quickly draws the pictures. He didn't let Run Sheng open the gas gate fully before because Run Sheng is the one with the highest efficiency in cooperating with the array construction. If Run Sheng is lame, his construction progress cannot be guaranteed.

Even if he wants to be temporarily lame, it's not as good as opening all the gas gates at once during the rush period.

Li Zhuiyuan draws the construction drawings very quickly. The array materials here are not hard to find. Although the palace is destroyed, there are many remaining mechanisms and arrays. Just dismantle the east wall to supplement the west wall.

He still thoughtfully adds notes to each drawing, indicating where in the palace to dismantle and how.

Tan Wenbin brings back Heimei and Xiong Shan.

Jie Shun'an has finished being crazy and falls into quiet.

Because the youth is concentrating on drawing, no one in the field speaks.

Pear Blossom holds the child with one hand and runs to her husband.

Xiong Shan sees his wife's right hand in that state, immediately showing heartache and wanting to check the injury a bit, seeing if there's a chance to slightly restore it to avoid permanent disability.

But Pear Blossom directly avoids his hand and kicks her husband with her leg.

The woman looks at the youth forcefully, then looks at her husband.

Xiong Shan doesn't understand.

The woman anxiously looks at the youth again with force, then looks at her husband again.

Xiong Shan still doesn't understand what his wife wants to express. This is not the time for joy in the couple's bedroom where you pat the butt and immediately understand and change posture.

Pear Blossom can only pull Xiong Shan a very long distance away. She actually knows that people must know what she wants to say, but she cannot not say it.

"That youth is from the Dragon King family!"

"What?" Xiong Shan is first shocked, then gradually lets go.

Very shocked, it is indeed the Dragon King family, but also feels normal, worthy of being from the Dragon King family.

Xiong Shan immediately says "aiya" and sits on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiong Shan reaches out and pats his forehead, looks at his son, and says:

"You only wasted one hand, I only broke a sweat. Anyway, we were already planning to light the lamp and retire from the Jianghu. If we had known earlier, we two should have found an opportunity to die appropriately, so we could send our son off with the flow, one step to heaven."

Pear Blossom is stunned, then immediately nods: "Should have died, died late!"

...

Tan Wenbin walks over, squats down, and looks at little Yuan-zi's eyes that are already red.

Then, he picks up the thick stack of drawings on the ground that have already been drawn.

He doesn't care if he interrupts little Yuan-zi's thoughts and opens his mouth: "Little Yuan-zi brother?"

Li Zhuiyuan doesn't lift his head and continues to draw while saying: "Speak."

"The amount of work is a bit large, but we can mobilize the ghosts and dead people here."

Li Zhuiyuan looks up at Tan Wenbin: "How to mobilize?"

"I recognize a Godfather here. He's considered the highest-level big eunuch on this side of the palace and can ask him to organize ghosts to help..." Tan Wenbin naturally narrates his interaction with that big eunuch to little Yuan-zi.

"Okay, go ahead, we need to be fast."

"Okay, I'll go talk to Godfather now."

Tan Wenbin goes to find that big eunuch. He now calls "Godfather" very smoothly.

He can help you at a crucial moment, even leave you gold, silver, and jewelry, and is nearly two thousand years older than you. What's wrong with calling him "Godfather"? It's truly not a loss.

Li Zhuiyuan's drawings are finished. Next, is the stage of construction by full ghosts.

Non-physical ghosts cannot touch reality, but they can lead the way, point directions, and help you hold mechanisms for convenient demolition.

Those eight branches of corpse-driving teams can be used as porters. They are dead people and have physical bodies.

In short, the construction efficiency is very high.

However, Li Zhuiyuan, who has finished drawing the drawings, still cannot rest. He still has to personally arrange the finer points of the array.

Fortunately, the original array was only damaged and altered. The overall basic framework is still there. Patching it up without aiming for long-term use can further shorten the construction period.

Pear Blossom throws the child into the fist pit on the stone steps. With only one hand left, she still works quickly and crazily.

On this point, she is very much like those strong mothers in the secular world who have to leave their children in their hometowns and go out to work to earn tuition and living expenses for their children.

Xiong Shan originally wanted to join in, but he was ordered to rest by Li Zhuiyuan.

His place is behind.

No way, if it were other skills, as long as Xiong Shan showed that remnant volume to the youth and he flipped through it at most twice, Li Zhuiyuan would also learn it. This way, he could also help share some of the pressure of weaving straw corpse drivers.

But unfortunately, Li Zhuiyuan is naturally not adept at symbols.

It would take other people in the team years to learn Chenzhou Symbols, and even that would be considered lightning-fast progress.

When Li Zhuiyuan inserts the array flag, which temporarily acts as the array eye, into position, the "Dragon Eye Lock Door Array" is finally completed.

This array will directly interface with the tidal force of the lake water, and it is no longer one eye, but two eyes, not like ghost charms, but dragon pupils.

Li Zhuiyuan even has to be thankful that the people from the three families transported a large amount of secret corpse oil through "Old Second and Old Third", draining the storage here.

Otherwise, just messing up the old array would have taken a long time.

It's just that this kind of gratitude is not suitable to be spoken out, as it would cause unhappiness to the Xiong Shan couple, although they would definitely not express it this time.

After completion, Li Zhuiyuan's vision is already completely red.

He is already on the verge of overdrawing to the limit. If he doesn't want to be blind again for a while, he can only not use his brain as much as possible this time.

Next, is to transport those not directly visible people out of the stone door one by one and place them in the array.

The crowd comes to the front of that palace. Run Sheng puts Li Zhuiyuan on his back.

Eight branches of local corpse-driving teams are already waiting on the side.

However, Li Zhuiyuan plans to let the "outsiders" go first. A small number of local people can relay in the middle, allowing Xiong Shan to catch his breath.

"Xiong Shan."

"Here!"

Xiong Shan's tone already has a lot more respect.

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. After going down the river, arrogance is no longer important. When facing that mountain of reality, you ultimately have to bow your head.

Xiong Shan kneels on the ground, condensing eight piles of straw. Immediately, the first straw corpse-driving team appears and walks inside.

On the side, Jie Shun'an is tied up and brought over.

Li Zhuiyuan did not kill him, and he is not afraid of death.

Because Li Zhuiyuan promised the ancestors of the Jie family that he would arrange an ending for him.

And that Jie family ancestor also told the youth that the Qin family Dragon King of that year was Qin Kan.

However, although Jie Shun'an cannot see, he can perceive the kind of orderly movement that occurred in the entire underground palace just now.

This means that this youth really has a way to solve the problem of the accumulated curse power.

There is genuine panic on his face. From before until now, what he has been shouting is:

"Ancestor Grandpa, I beg you, hurry up and die! Old thing, what are you still alive for, die ah, die ah! Old beast, why are you still not dead!"

His throat has long been shouted dry and hoarse by himself, gradually emitting no sound.

Li Zhuiyuan glances at Lin Shuyou standing beside Run Sheng. Lin Shuyou looks back at little Yuan-zi brother.

Tan Wenbin, standing further away, sees the situation, takes out a bottle of water, walks up to Jie Shun'an, feeds him a few mouthfuls, and says:

"Come, moisten your throat, you continue shouting, background music continues."

Jie Shun'an, like a madman, shouts towards the direction where Li Zhuiyuan is:

"Since your Qin family wants to come, why didn't you come that year! I have listened to my grandma tell stories about the Qin family Dragon King and my old Heaven Gate four families joining hands to suppress evil since childhood. Do you know how much I admired Dragon King Qin from childhood?

I once dreamed of growing up and being able to enter the door of the Qin family, even if it was only as a slave! Before my Jie family's ancestral home was burned and destroyed, in the family ancestral hall, generations would place the spiritual tablet of the Qin family Dragon King first in the offerings! Before my grandma immolated herself to protect me and help me escape, I only took away the spiritual tablet of the Qin family Dragon King from home.

Those years, while I was hiding and fleeing from the search and chase of the three families, I never forgot to offer sacrifices and complain to the spiritual tablet every day, begging the Qin family to show a miracle, thinking of the affection my Jie family had paid a huge price to help the Dragon King seal evil spirits that year, to protect my Jie family, and to get justice for my Jie family! Even when I was almost starving to death, I still had to leave good offerings! How many nights, I cried myself to sleep in front of the Dragon King's spiritual tablet! What are you pretending to be pitying the world and loving the people here now, pretending to be benevolent and loving the common people, I spit, disgusting! Since your Qin family wants to come, why didn't you come before I despaired, or simply didn't come ah! Could it be that year, you, the Qin family Dragon King, are all dead?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Slap his mouth."

Tan Wenbin puts the water bottle on the ground, rolls up his sleeves, and fiercely slaps Jie Shun'an's face.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

Tan Wenbin does not hold back, swinging his arm around each time he slaps.

Jie Shun'an's face is swollen, his lips are broken, and his teeth fall out.

But he still opens his mouth, regardless of the blood in his mouth, and laughs ferociously:

"Hahahahaha, did I hit a sore spot? What Qin family, what Dragon King, false benevolence and false justice, deceiving the world and stealing fame, I spit!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Tan Wenbin, help him walk the dark. Even if he has no eyes, I still want him to personally witness how his plan is being broken."

"Understood!"

Tan Wenbin puts his hand on Jie Shun'an's head. The resentful infant on his arm slowly slides down, touches Jie Shun'an's body, and helps him forcibly open his path to the dark.

It is also at this time that the straw corpse drivers receive the first not directly visible person.

Two straw corpse drivers squat down to hold the grass pole, the not directly visible person gets on, stands up, and is lifted up.

"Crack!"

The grass pole breaks, the straw figures scatter, the not directly visible person falls, and then walks back into the palace.

This sudden change stuns everyone in the field.

Heimei goes forward to inquire: "You're holding back?"

Xiong Shan's face becomes extremely ugly.

He immediately weaves a new team of straw corpse drivers, walks to the palace door, one not directly visible person walks out, gets on the pole.

"Crack!"

It is still the same this time. The grass pole breaks, the straw figures scatter, and the not directly visible person walks back.

Xiong Shan starts to panic and immediately weaves a third team, but the result is the same.

"I... I... I..."

Xiong Shan opens his mouth, unable to believe it. Everything is ready, but he is failing in this most crucial link.

This is not only the failure of this wave, but if the disaster brewing here cannot be handled properly, he will bear the backlash of monstrous karma.

Tan Wenbin opens his mouth: "It seems this situation just appeared before. Last time, after they finished forming the hand seals and casting the curse and the curse power dispersed back to each of them, the grass poles cracked. I still thought it was Xiong Shan who saw that the matter was over and interrupted the technique himself."

Xiong Shan: "I... I thought I was tired at that time."

In fact, when the first team was woven, he was already fully concentrated, not daring to hold back in the slightest. He wanted to make a good start.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Change a team."

The local corpse-driving team enters the palace.

At the entrance, they squat down, and on the side of the pole, a not directly visible person comes out and gets on.

They stand up.

"Pa!" "Bang!"

The bamboo pole breaks, and the two corpses lifting the pole directly explode.

In fact, looking at the effect in the short term, the straw corpse drivers woven by Xiong Shan are of better quality than the local ones, and they can bear more force.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Jie Shun'an laughs.

"Do you know why it doesn't work? Because last time, last time when the hand seals were formed and the curse was cast, they, they were completely unable to move! I won, ultimately I still won! It was my last wave of the order flag that broke through the critical point! You wasted your time, completely wasted your time!"

Li Zhuiyuan closes his eyes.

Pear Blossom immediately steps out and opens her mouth: "My husband and I will personally lift it!"

The youth does not speak.

Tan Wenbin opens his mouth: "The poles are not strong enough."

Pear Blossom: "We can use hugs!"

Xiong Shan pulls his wife back, signaling her not to speak again.

Pear Blossom shakes off her husband's hand and says: "What do you mean, I'm not afraid of death!"

The woman's voice is already sharp. She is completely losing control because she is anxious. If the matter here is not handled well, her son will also be implicated!

Tan Wenbin: "They are all not directly visible. You still think of personally touching them."

Pear Blossom: "..."

Xiong Shan immediately pulls his wife back, saying helplessly: "Even if we can hug them, we can only hug them into the array to be burned, but how many times can you be burned to death?"

Pear Blossom hears the words and sits on the ground as if losing her soul.

Jie Shun'an continues to shout: "What, why aren't you talking, speak ah, weren't you very capable, why aren't you making a sound now?

This heavenly disaster in the field will ultimately explode. Those who should be buried with me will not be one less, they will all die, all die!"

Li Zhuiyuan opens his eyes.

This time, his eyes are already a deep red. His vision is completely red, and he can only vaguely see some blurry shadows.

He just recalls all his interactions with the not directly visible people, focusing on some details in the banquet hall and the palace.

When Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng transported the not directly visible people, because they couldn't open their eyes to enter the banquet hall, they simply unloaded them at the door like cement each time. Those not directly visible people would then crawl or roll to their seats according to the guidance of the maidservants and eunuchs.

At the palace door, each time they were picked up and sent, those not directly visible people actually walked out in a line by themselves.

This also means that they can actually move by themselves.

Just as Tan Wenbin told him, most of the eunuchs and maidservants here don't know they are already dead. Only those big eunuchs and old nannies know they are already dead people.

But even so, even Tan Wenbin's Godfather cannot specifically think about things like "what year is it tonight".

So, why did that group of not directly visible people still need to be picked up by corpse drivers trip after trip, not allowing their feet to touch the ground? It's not that they couldn't actually touch the ground, but because as wandering souls, they have limitations.

Since there is no way to transport them to the array now, they can only...

Li Zhuiyuan: "Run Sheng brother, put me down."

"Okay." Run Sheng bends down, and the youth slides down from his back.

"Run Sheng brother, all of you go to the banquet hall, move that statue here, be fast."

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Except for Heimei, everyone leaves, including Xiong Shan and Pear Blossom. Although the couple doesn't know the reason for doing this, at least they have something to do now.

Heimei takes out a tissue and helps Li Zhuiyuan wipe the blood that continues to flow from the corners of his eyes.

The statue is actually not heavy, Run Sheng can carry it alone. With so many people going together, the speed is even faster.

Soon, the statue of Qin Kan is transported here.

Jie Shun'an mocks: "What, you're starting to learn from me now, starting to set up spiritual tablets for dead people? Haha, I tell you, save it, it's useless, just give up on that thought!"

Li Zhuiyuan reaches out his hand and points forward: "Move it to the palace door."

"We'll do it, let us do it!"

Xiong Shan and Pear Blossom close their eyes and move the statue to the palace door.

"All of you come out." Li Zhuiyuan says, while walking inside himself.

Xiong Shan and Pear Blossom go out with their eyes closed.

The closer they get to the palace, the more broken it is. When they are near the palace door, they can actually see the not directly visible people standing neatly inside, but they are all facing away from the big door, which is also facing away from them.

Li Zhuiyuan walks to this place. His eyes are now red, infinitely close to blindness. Paradoxically, he doesn't need to worry about seeing or not seeing anymore.

The youth stands in front of the statue, facing inside the palace.

He tries to open his mouth several times but purses his lips and stops again.

Cold sweat constantly flows from his forehead, and his breathing becomes more and more rapid.

He is very uncomfortable.

Just like A Li sees crowds like seeing ghosts when she leaves home, the youth is fine when performing, but when he faces people other than a few specific ones and uses real emotions without performing, it becomes incredibly painful and tormenting.

Especially, this time he has to face so many people at once, even if they are all dead people, they still retain some self-consciousness. In a strict sense, they are also considered "alive".

Li Zhuiyuan's body trembles. He slowly squats down, supporting himself with both hands on the ground.

Sweat beads mixed with fresh blood flowing from his eyes constantly drip onto the ground.

The people outside look at him, but no one dares to go forward. Except for the still barking madman Jie Shun'an, no one even dares to make a sound.

Xiong Shan and Pear Blossom are praying for a miracle to happen, for the river god to bless them.

Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng don't believe in miracles, but they know that when little Yuan-zi brother stands there, the matter will definitely be resolved. They are worried about little Yuan-zi brother's body, whether he can hold on.

"Hiss... Hiss... Uh..."

Many pictures flash through Li Zhuiyuan's mind. There are pictures from his initiation ritual, of him and A Li holding hands, of him accepting the pocket money given by his great-grandfather, of him in A Li's dream, looking at the densely packed, cracked spiritual tablets on the offering table.

Finally, it settles on the sentence said to him under the peach tree once:

"Be careful, the heavenly path will personally strip the human skin from your body."

Li Zhuiyuan reaches out and touches his face.

My human skin, it's not for others to strip.

Some matters are just his responsibility. No matter what the situation, he cannot evade them.

The youth with difficulty stands up again, standing in front of this statue again, facing inside the palace.

Li Zhuiyuan straightens his chest, although very slowly and with pauses, he is still incredibly serious, bowing to all the not directly visible people inside the palace, bowing to the ancestors of the old Heaven Gate four families who died in the war to suppress the general that year, performing the Qin family's door ritual!

Even at his own initiation ceremony, Li Zhuiyuan never thought that this set of door rituals would one day become so heavy.

However, the further this set of door rituals progresses, the more fluent the youth's movements become, and his whole person's momentum gradually rises and flourishes.

Even the statue behind him seems to shake slightly at this time, stained with a layer of faint red light.

Inside the palace, the not directly visible people who were originally all facing away from the youth slowly turn their bodies and collectively face the youth.

In the center of the palace, in the giant pit, the coffin lid collapses open.

The corpse-driving Taoist stands up again without anyone controlling him.

At this moment, a green light flashes in his eyes. Although the souls of two people are in the same body, they simultaneously recall that same old friend from the past.

The ritual is finished.

Li Zhuiyuan lifts his head. Solemnity flows out of his pupils, which can no longer see things.

The youth's voice rings out, falling in front of the palace door, surrounding the entire palace inside.

"The contemporary sole successor of the Dragon King Qin family, Li Zhuiyuan.

With thick face, dare to,

Please various positions,

For the righteous path, for the common people,

Today,

Once again go to death!"

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