Chapter 220

Chapter 214

The tea was very hot.

Lin Shuyou sat upright, trying his best not to look at his master and grandfather's faces, because their faces were even hotter than the tea in his hands.

Lin Fuan several times wanted to put his teacup down, but picked it up again.

Chen Shoumen held the cup lid, scraping it around the edge of the cup again and again.

Who would have thought that they had finished the whole process, but were told by their own grandson (disciple) that they had thought too much?

They now had a sense of shame as if their underwear had been clearly seen by their grandson (disciple), and they had even actively taken it off themselves.

Lin Shuyou was the first to break the silence: "Master, Grandfather, what we are currently doing..."

Lin Shuyou paused, starting to scratch his head vigorously.

No, he couldn't say it so bluntly, otherwise his grandfather and master wouldn't be able to bear it.

"It doesn't matter, some karmic backlash, we have ways to resolve it, just say it, no harm." Lin Fuan looked at his disciple Chen Shoumen, "Hehe, I have also seen the world, I understand some things."

Lin Shuyou: "But Grandfather, the world you've seen is too small."

Lin Fuan: "..."

Lin Shuyou remembered that Brother Bin always prepared a draft with classical allusions before telling stories to the old lady. Brother Bin said that if he told them too bluntly, the old lady's health would be affected after listening.

Even that old lady from the Liu family had to avoid karma. Lin Shuyou didn't think his grandfather had the destiny to bear it.

"Grandfather, Master, the boat that Brother Xiao Yuan is currently taking us on is in urgent waves, and we are rowing very fast. It's easy to be killed by the waves on this boat."

"So, matters for later, can only be discussed later."

Lin Fuan nodded.

Chen Shoumen: "We were being abrupt."

Every issue of "Zhuiyuan Mizhuan" and "Xingjiang Xingdong Zhunze" had to be read by everyone in the team, and Lin Shuyou also understood some truths.

If he were to include his temple as a team force at this moment, then the starting point of the next wave would very likely occur at his temple.

With their current intensity of walking the river, his temple would probably have a hard time surviving this wave.

Lin Shuyou: "Grandfather, Master, then I..."

Lin Fuan said to Chen Shoumen: "Organize the people in the temple, and hold a ceremony for Ayou to establish a small branch."

Chen Shoumen immediately stood up: "Good, I'll go and arrange it now."

With the approval and help of his grandfather and master, Lin Shuyou's process of establishing a small branch went very smoothly.

Shuyou was very happy.

The others in the temple were also very happy.

Although they didn't understand why Lin Shuyou, as a direct descendant of the Lin family, wanted to go through the process of establishing a branch temple, this at least meant that the future abbot of the temple might fall to them.

A narrow side hall was separated from the main hall. At the end was an offering table. On the top layer were the master's inheritance and ancestors of Lin Shuyou. On the bottom layer, only Lin Shuyou's life plaque and long lamp were placed.

The life plaque originally placed on the main offering table in the temple and the name on the temple register were also crossed out.

Lin Shuyou looked at the new yellow temple register in his hand. Only the first page had words, and it only contained his name, birth date, and native place introduction.

This was no different from opening a separate genealogy.

Fragments peeled off from the boy's body, floating down, circling around Lin Shuyou's head, and scattering onto Lin Shuyou's shoulders.

Lin Shuyou's lips could no longer be suppressed, and he laughed.

A sense of responsibility and pride arose spontaneously.

From now on, he would bring the boy and live alone. He must make a big name for himself and come back later!

The boy also thought so.

During the previous ceremony, It received a burned paper message and knew what had happened.

Although that youth was cruel and often didn't give him face, and still used him like a mule... when it came to giving things, he was truly willing and kept his promises.

However, the boy's happiness didn't last too long.

Because It, residing in the idol, discovered that Lin Shuyou continuously burned two more messages.

A group of disciples from the temple carried in the idols of the Zengjiang and Sunjiang and placed them behind him.

Being placed in front of the Zeng and Sun generals made the boy very satisfied.

But being placed together with Them made the boy very unhappy.

Lin Shuyou reached out and touched the boy's idol's foot, and then patted the surface of the foot.

The boy's idol trembled slightly.

Lin Shuyou could only lower his head, then lift his eyes, and his vertical pupil opened.

After a brief inner exchange, the vertical pupil dissipated, and Lin Shuyou yawned and went out.

With this matter settled, he would have to return to Nantong after the family banquet.

The seats were already prepared. There were three tables, all of which were planchette mediums from inside the temple.

On the first seat of the main table, Lin Fuan was already sitting.

Chen Shoumen pointed to a seat equal to his own for Lin Shuyou, and they sat down together.

As the speaker of the small branch, Lin Shuyou now had the legal right to sit equally with his master, the speaker of the big branch.

Chen Shoumen signaled Lin Shuyou to pick up the wine cup. They both first toasted Lin Fuan together.

Lin Shuyou picked up the wine cup. Suddenly, he felt a shock in his pupils, knowing that it should be the boy and the Zeng and Sun generals in the main hall having a conflict.

Just in this moment of losing guard, his arm shook, and most of the wine in the cup spilled onto the ground.

Lin Shuyou was about to open his mouth to apologize, but saw that Lin Fuan and Chen Shoumen also spilled the wine in their cups onto the ground together.

Lin Shuyou didn't understand why.

Lin Fuan then exchanged a glance with Chen Shoumen, thinking: Ayou did the right thing. The first cup of wine must be dedicated to that Dragon King family first.

For the second cup of wine, Chen Shoumen and Lin Shuyou together toasted Lin Fuan.

For the third cup of wine, Chen Shoumen proactively toasted Lin Shuyou. Lin Shuyou put the cup down, but was lifted up by Chen Shoumen's little finger, toasting a flat cup.

"Ayou has grown up. You focus on doing your own things. With your grandfather and me at home, you don't need to worry."

Inside the small compartment of the main hall.

The idols of Zengjiang and Sunjiang both started to tremble.

Zengjiang almost leaned over halfway, showing obvious blasphemy and rejection.

Sunjiang also trembled, and also leaned over, but the trembling was not as strong as Zengjiang, and the leaning amplitude was not as big as His.

A light flashed across the eye pupils of the Baihe Boy idol.

After Lin Shuyou's possession and exchange, Its Qi was already smooth.

After all, he would soon be placed in that youth's venue in Nantong. The reason for bringing the two of you was purely for the convenience of possessing puppets later.

Zengjiang continued to be angry, while Sunjiang cooperated lightly.

A crack appeared at the corner of the boy idol's mouth and opened up.

It was very much looking forward to and remembered the arrogant appearance of these two now.

...

The next day, with the help of A Li, Li Zhuoyuan continued to pinch with his right hand and cover the blank book with his left hand.

When he opened the book today, the painting hadn't changed. The cage in the painting still contained a pile of minced meat with a head on top.

This was "Xie Shu" informing the youth that it hadn't recovered yet and needed time.

Li Zhuoyuan ignored it and squeezed it mercilessly according to yesterday's amount.

The head in the painting exploded again and again, and restored again and again.

This guy, like water in a sponge, no matter how much you squeeze, there's always more.

When the deduction ended today, Li Zhuoyuan closed the blank book.

Because he was very satisfied with the current progress, the youth did not proactively increase the daily amount.

His right hand spread open, and blood mist permeated his palm. But within it, he could still see a solid deep red, like a small loach, swimming in the blood mist.

This was Li Zhuoyuan's target of deduction. When this small loach becomes a sufficiently long 'silk thread', it can pull all its companions together. The degree of team battle cooperation will have a qualitative improvement, and the overall strength will also welcome a leap.

"Brother Yuan Hou, Sister A Li!"

Cui Cui's shout came from the dam downstairs.

Li Zhuoyuan led A Li's hand and went down the stairs.

Cui Cui carried a large bag, which contained various snacks.

Today they agreed to go fishing together by polling a boat.

Because deducting that thing consumed quite a bit of energy, the daily work was completed very quickly. During the rest time, Li Zhuoyuan also didn't want to read again. It was better to be more active.

A small boat was just parked beside his great-grandfather's small river. In the past, his great-grandfather would also pole him out to the river to salvage bodies.

Li Zhuoyuan personally took the bamboo pole and poled the small boat away from the shore, first along the small river. After reaching the larger river surface, he took up the bamboo pole. The three people on the boat each held a fishing rod and started fishing.

Spring had arrived, but summer hadn't come yet. This was the most comfortable and leisurely time of the year. The scenery was also tinged with a new layer of green.

After Cui Cui fixed her fishing rod, she started distributing snacks.

Li Zhuoyuan took all of them and ate selectively.

For example, these hard-fried broad beans. He still didn't understand why the local people liked to eat them so much, but Cui Cui's mouth was full of "crunch, crunch" sounds, and she ate them very heartily.

Li Zhuoyuan peeled peanuts. After gathering a handful, he first gave some to Cui Cui, and gave the rest to A Li. Then A Li also handed over a handful of melon seeds she had just peeled.

Li Zhuoyuan divided some melon seeds to Cui Cui. Cui Cui smiled and said: "Thank you, Sister A Li."

A Li didn't respond, and put a peanut into her mouth.

Li Zhuoyuan knew that A Li had accepted Cui Cui.

Although when he wasn't at home, Cui Cui would come to play with A Li, it was always Cui Cui talking, and A Li would read and not reply.

But for Cui Cui to be able to "chatter" non-stop beside A Li was already a special treatment that ordinary people simply couldn't have.

On the bridge ahead, several familiar figures appeared, it was Sister Ying Zi, Pan Zi and Lei Zi.

Today was the weekend. The morning simulation exam was over, and the teacher wanted to concentrate on grading papers in the afternoon, so the senior three grade was given a half-day holiday.

The three people obviously also discovered Li Zhuoyuan and started happily waving and shouting.

Li Zhuoyuan took the bamboo pole and poled the boat closer to the shore.

Pan Zi and Lei Zi ran over first and said: "We'll go back and get the fishing net."

Then, without waiting for Li Zhuoyuan to respond, the two people immediately ran home.

Ying Zi squatted down at the edge of the shore, looked at the sparkling river surface, and said melancholically:

"Little Yuan Hou, what do you say, what should I do if I can't pass the college entrance exam?"

Her mother nagged at home every day, whose daughter had already entered a factory, whose daughter's child was already born, only you were still studying, let's see what you can study, if you can't study, not only you, even your dad and I will be laughed at.

Ying Zi could only listen and couldn't retort. Because of the reason of Little Aunt Lan Hou, her parents were considered among the families in the village with the same conditions who supported their daughter's studies the most.

Li Zhuoyuan: "Just do your best."

Ying Zi nodded and smiled: "Okay, just do your best."

After speaking, Ying Zi took out two sesame candies from her pocket and handed them to Li Zhuoyou. Li Zhuoyuan reached out and took them.

Cui Cui handed over her own snacks.

Ying Zi waved her hand: "I won't eat. I'm going back to review. You guys play."

Looking at Ying Zi's back as she left, Cui Cui said doubtfully: "Sister Ying Zi seems to be under a lot of pressure."

Li Zhuoyuan simply responded: "Okay."

He couldn't help Ying Zi like he used to help Tan Wenbin, not only because he didn't have the time now, but mainly because Ying Zi's talent wasn't as high as Tan Wenbin's.

Tan Wenbin was initially too rebellious and wasted his studies. After seeing death and life and death, he calmed down, which led to his score surpassing expectations. But the same method was not applicable to different people.

Several sets of "Zhuiyuan Mizhuan" were sent to his great-grandfather's house in every issue. His great-grandfather would give them to Ying Zi, Lei Zi, and the others. After all, his great-grandfather only had a bad attitude towards those four uncles, not towards the next generation of children.

Lei Zi and Pan Zi came back with the fishing net and helped net fish together.

As class laggards, they didn't have much pressure to study. They just waited to find work after graduating with a high school diploma.

Li Zhuoyuan observed the water patterns and pointed to a place to cast the net. After two consecutive casts, they indeed caught many fish.

Pan Zi and Lei Zi waved their big hands and poured all the fish onto Li Zhuoyuan's boat, saying that they were just playing and didn't want the fish.

The two brothers were still very competent in being 'brothers'.

Li Zhuoyuan still insisted on dividing the fish with them, and they didn't continue to decline. They carried the fish and went back, saying that there would be a movie shown in the town in the evening, and they would go to occupy a position for Li Zhuoyuan at that time.

The youth poled the boat back and handed the fish to Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu smiled and said: "We already stewed pig trotters soup at noon. These fish will be braised first and then made into fish jelly."

Cui Cui stayed at home for lunch.

At mealtime, Aunt Xiang Hou rode her tricycle to pick Cui Cui up for dinner at home. She didn't go up the dam, but intentionally shouted across the wheat field.

Cui Cui shouted back that she was eating here.

Li Sanjiang picked up his chopsticks and shouted for Xiang Hou to come over and eat.

Xiang Hou scolded Cui Cui a few times for being thick-skinned, and then rode her tricycle back.

After the meal, Cui Cui suggested jumping rubber band.

Two long benches were placed horizontally, tied with rubber bands. Cui Cui was the first to jump, and then, as usual, called for Sister A Li to come along, although Sister A Li never came.

Li Zhuoyuan looked at A Li: "Going to jump?"

A Li grabbed the youth's hand and looked at the youth.

Li Zhuoyuan perceived a light forward force from the girl's hand.

She was willing to jump, but wanted him to jump with her.

Well... jump then.

In today's campus, jumping rubber band was no longer a patent for girls. Boys also jumped, and many boys jumped better than girls.

Li Zhuoyuan led A Li's hand. He jumped one step first, and A Li followed. The two people just played along with the rhythm.

Although A Li wouldn't laugh out loud like Cui Cui, the girl's eyes were always bright.

Li Sanjiang bit a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the children playing with affection in his eyes.

He remembered the first time he saw Little Yuan Hou. At that time, the boy just followed Pan Zi and Lei Zi and ran around the whole village.

He was quite surprised that this child from the city was not shy after coming to the countryside and still played openly.

Later, when he brought the boy to his home, the boy suddenly didn't make noise and didn't go out to find people to play, just sat there and read a book by himself.

He felt strange then, how this child seemed to have changed into a different person.

Fortunately, the child's vitality was getting stronger and stronger now, and even A Li, that girl, was getting more and more human-like.

Li Sanjiang blew out a smoke ring and secretly glanced at that old merchant lady.

Liu Yumei smiled and said she would beat the rhythm for them. Looking at A Li's jumping figure, she gently wiped the corners of her eyes from time to time.

Many scenes now were things she had never dared to dream of before.

Aunt Liu also joined in and played together. She jumped very well, and there were many patterns. Both hands were raised to the sides, and her feet flipped underneath. Even wearing an apron, she jumped with the liveliness of a young girl, leading Cui Cui to clap and cheer non-stop.

Because they wanted to go watch the movie, dinner was served earlier than usual.

Cui Cui went home before dinner.

After dinner, Pan Zi and Lei Zi carried benches and brought Shi Tou and Hu Zi to call people. Li Zhuoyuan and A Li went, followed by Run Sheng and Yin Meng.

Tonight's movie was a martial arts film. Li Zhuoyuan, as usual, sat with A Li in a corner far from the crowd, next to the small vendors who had just come to sell things.

They still sold the classic old-style items. Li Zhuoyuan bought two bubble blowers and blew bubbles with A Li.

The fighting on the screen and the changing light and shadow made the floating bubbles even more gorgeous.

After flying to a certain height, "pop, pop, pop," the bubbles all burst again.

It was very much like a destined-to-go-far childhood.

When the movie screening ended, the crowd still didn't get up and leave their board stools.

Shi Tou and Hu Zi were still exchanging martial arts moves, arguing which unique skill was stronger, and invited the older Pan Zi and Lei Zi to judge.

As a result, Pan Zi and Lei Zi also had their own opinions. The two sides soon developed into a fight. You a punch, I a kick, not a real fight, but very lively. They just laughed and played and ran home.

Li Zhuoyuan and A Li walked in front.

Run Sheng and Yin Meng walked in the back.

After the four people arrived home, it was already late. A Li went back to the east room first.

Li Zhuoyuan went upstairs. When he passed his great-grandfather's room door, he heard his great-grandfather's snoring.

But when he washed and passed by again, the snoring disappeared. Listening quietly through the door, Li Zhuoyuan heard his great-grandfather's breathing becoming rapid.

The youth pushed open the room door and walked in. On the bed, his great-grandfather, who was sleeping, frowned tightly, as if in a nightmare.

And, his great-grandfather's hands were raised from time to time, and his feet were also unconsciously kicking.

Li Zhuoyuan sat down at the edge of the bed.

If he used the secret technique of the black leather book, he could indeed spy on his great-grandfather's dream, but it would also cause great trauma to his great-grandfather's spirit.

The youth sat for nearly forty minutes until his great-grandfather's breathing became steady and his snoring gradually rose. Then he stood up and planned to leave.

But just as he walked halfway, Li Zhuoyuan stopped and looked down at the floor tiles.

Once, just in this area, his great-grandfather had arranged a transfer of luck array for him.

Li Zhuoyuan spread open his right palm, and blood mist permeated it. The youth squatted down and put his palm on the tiles. The blood mist scattered, and a path of array lines reappeared.

"It... why is it still here?"

...

The next morning, Li Sanjiang walked out of the room and stretched.

On the balcony, his Little Yuan Hou and A Li, that girl, were sitting there, pointing across the air.

Although Li Sanjiang didn't know what game they were playing, he had long been used to seeing it.

"Great-grandfather."

"What?"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"Ah, um, good."

How could he have slept well? These days, he had started having that dream of leading exercises again, which made him feel like he had a sore back and waist after waking up.

"Great-grandfather, did you have a nightmare?"

"No, what, Little Yuan Hou?"

"Great-grandfather, what kind of nightmare did you have? Tell me."

"Heh." Li Sanjiang laughed, "Great-grandfather, I dreamed of a big group of zombies, wow!"

Li Sanjiang deliberately scared the child.

Li Zhuoyuan: "Very scary."

Li Sanjiang smacked his lips. He felt like he was a child.

When he went to the water jar to wash, Little Yuan Hou followed again and continued to ask: "Great-grandfather, tell me more specifically about your dream."

"What's good about a dream?"

"I want to hear it."

"Just in the Forbidden City, a group of zombies followed behind me, and I led them to run. Damn, I don't know where I watched a ghost movie before, I still remember it now."

"High frequency? Did you start having this dream again recently?"

"Um."

"When was the first time you had this dream recently?"

"It was just after you went out last time, right? It just started happening every few days."

"Great-grandfather, have you encountered any strangers recently, made any new friends..."

"Crack!"

Just as he spoke, the water jar suddenly cracked and shattered on the ground. Even the water inside rushed out and wet Li Sanjiang and Li Zhuoyuan's clothes.

"Oh, bad luck, spit, spit, spit. Not bad luck, shatter shatter peace, shatter shatter peace."

Since things had already shattered, it was better to maximize the benefits.

Li Zhuoyuan looked at the shattered pieces of the jar on the ground, his eyes slightly condensed.

"Little Yuan Hou, come change your clothes. It's early morning, don't catch a cold."

"Okay, Great-grandfather."

After changing clothes, he went downstairs to eat breakfast.

Li Sanjiang finished eating early, then lit a cigarette and wanted to go out for a walk.

Li Zhuoyuan stood up and followed him.

His great-grandfather's walk was purely a walk. The route was different every day.

Li Zhuoyuan occasionally looked up at his great-grandfather, his fingers hidden in his sleeves as he calculated.

Soon, his calculation encountered a fog.

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"

Li Sanjiang sneezed three times in a row and said: "Oh, who's thinking of me."

Li Zhuoyuan knew that this fog was the fortune of his great-grandfather.

Now he had the ability to break this fog, but the problem was... he couldn't disrupt his great-grandfather's fortune while taking care of him.

Naturally, the calculation stopped immediately.

However, he urgently wanted to know whether the reason his great-grandfather had that dream again was because of him, or because of his great-grandfather?

If it was because of him, this shouldn't be... now his household registration only had his great-grandfather. According to reason, the merit of his walking the river would definitely be divided to his great-grandfather, and his great-grandfather's fortune would only be thicker.

But if it was because of his great-grandfather, what factors exactly led to it? Could his great-grandfather's fortune block this unknown influence?

"Tsk, looking at today's weather, I'm afraid it's going to rain. We have to let Li Hou and Shan Hou send the goods out earlier."

This morning's walk ended in advance.

When Li Sanjiang returned home, Qin Shu and Xiong Shan were already loading goods. Their perception of weather changes was naturally more sensitive.

"Come on, I'll go with you to deliver it. That family of Old Pu in West Ditch Village has few people. When they came to order, they just asked me to find people to help set up the venue."

Having few people was not the main reason, but Old Pu's family had moved to Shanghai city early and usually didn't participate in village events, nor did they give human favors.

This time, Old Pu's head died, and his body was sent back home for the funeral. His son went to the village to invite people, but not many people were willing to help.

This kind of thing is mutual. Everyone is afraid of trouble, but if you avoid trouble, you won't be able to trouble others later.

However, Li Sanjiang's family now had enough people and could undertake a one-stop funeral service. As long as you were willing to spend money, they could still help you handle the funeral grandly.

Run Sheng and Yin Meng were also called by name, including Li Hua, who was also required to go together to help cook.

As for Aunt Liu, Li Sanjiang didn't call her, because he knew that if Aunt Liu wasn't at home, that old lady was probably afraid she couldn't even boil water.

It had to be said that this daughter-in-law was indeed without complaint. In other families, if the mother-in-law didn't do any housework every day and relied on being served, the daughter-in-law would have caused a scene long ago.

It was a pity that Zhuang Zhuang and A You weren't at home. If they were here, he could even substitute for the white affairs team. A You's performance in opera costume was even more real than the local old Taoists.

When the big cart was pushed out, Li Sanjiang said in surprise: "Little Yuan Hou, why are you following?"

Li Zhuoyuan: "Staying at home is boring, I'll go too."

He couldn't figure out what was happening to his great-grandfather, and Li Zhuoyuan's heart was uneasy.

Li Sanjiang: "Then you don't push the cart, sit on the cart."

After speaking, without waiting for Li Zhuoyuan's reaction, Li Sanjiang just hugged the youth up and placed him on the cart head.

West Ditch Village was neither far nor near, but the speed of pushing the cart was somewhat slow. It took about an hour to reach the place.

Old Pu's family had a small earth house. The dam was not only unpaved with cement, but not even filled with stones.

It wasn't that they didn't have money to repair it, but they had already moved away early and were too lazy to bother.

At this time, the door of the earth house was open, and an ice coffin was stopped inside. Several extension boards connected a long wire, leading to the next-door neighbor's house.

This was because their home electricity had long been cut off, and the circuit was also old. Paying money was useless. To supply electricity to the ice coffin, they could only borrow it from the neighbor's house.

Filial son Pu Xingsheng's wife and daughter sat on the bench. His wife was feeding her daughter Bābǎozhou. The daughter was the same age as Li Zhuoyuan, wearing a princess dress, and looked very foreign.

Pu Xingsheng stood at the edge of the yard and talked with the neighbor on the other side.

That neighbor leaned on a hoe, picking his earwax from time to time, with an attitude of "you say yours, I don't care".

Pu Xingsheng became more and more angry as he spoke, his face swelling red.

Originally, Old Pu's family's land had been leased to the neighbor for planting early on. A long contract was signed. Now, there were crops planted on the land. To set up a funeral shed, they had to first level a piece of land, but the neighbor didn't allow it.

Pu Xingsheng offered money to compensate, and the neighbor was also happy. Later, he simply asked for an exorbitant price, which made Pu Xingsheng very angry.

Originally, under normal village relations, if your family wanted to hold a funeral, borrowing a piece of land wouldn't require compensation. At most, you would give a red envelope as a gesture, after all, funerals are important.

But when the neighbor's family built their house last year, they wanted to discuss with the Pu family and exchange a small piece of homestead to make it convenient to open a road leading to the village road. This way, it would be convenient for both families to enter and exit.

As a result, they entrusted people to convey the message, but Old Pu's head directly called the village and sternly refused, saying that even if he died, he would not agree.

If you didn't give people convenience at that time, people are naturally not willing to give you convenience now. Although the land is your family's, the lease contract is in the village. If he doesn't agree, you really can't level the land.

Finally, Li Sanjiang still stepped in and gave each of them a cigarette, pulled the neighbor aside, behind Pu Xingsheng, and cursed the Pu family together with the neighbor. Finally, with the reason "the dead are important," he hoped he would suffer a loss and give in.

The neighbor looked at the ice coffin stopped in the room, then nodded, and according to the normal price, marked a piece of land for the Pu family.

Li Sanjiang also left a note in his mind, first went and settled the money with Pu Xingsheng, and then let Run Sheng, Xiong Shan, and the others start working.

For particular people, naturally there are particular methods. If you are not particular, then there is no way.

Pu Xingsheng heard these words and immediately showed unhappiness on his face, but if Li Sanjiang didn't help, his dad's funeral really couldn't be held. He could only give the money first, and repeatedly urged that the work must be done well, and he would carefully watch.

Looking at the money, Li Sanjiang also didn't argue with him and directly told Xiong Shan and the others to start setting up the platform and arranging.

Originally, he thought Li Hua would be responsible for cooking alone and would be too busy, still needing to invite people. Now it seemed unnecessary. Probably except for the white affairs team that would come later, there weren't many mourning guests, and Li Hua alone could completely handle it.

Li Zhuoyuan also did what he could to help. He still had strength and could move things.

But alas, his great-grandfather really treasured this great-grandson tightly. Not only did he pull him away, but he also stuffed him with some money and told him to go to the small store at the village entrance to buy snacks and eat.

Sometimes, his great-grandfather would forget that his great-grandson was already a university student and in internship, and would subconsciously treat his great-grandson as a child.

Li Zhuoyuan put the money in his pocket and found a stone to sit on.

Pu Xingsheng's daughter, Pu Meina, had long noticed this youth. When the youth first appeared, she felt a bright eye.

Good-looking, regardless of male or female, can attract the attention of the opposite sex.

Pu Meina walked in front of Li Zhuoyuan, took out a chocolate ball wrapped in gold paper from her pocket, and said to Li Zhuoyuan: "Do you know what this is?"

Li Zhuoyuan glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze, and didn't pay attention to her.

Pu Meina was suddenly angry. She pointed at Li Zhuoyuan and said angrily: "Heh, I'm talking to you, Su Bei guy!"

Li Zhuoyuan didn't react.

Children's catchphrases are often learned from their parents, especially this kind.

The lower the level of a place, the more they like to do this kind of regional discrimination, because they can only see a palm-sized sky, and usually there is really nothing else to be proud of.

Like Old Pu's family, there was also a bit of conversion fanaticism.

"Hey, are your ears deaf, Su Bei guy!"

The commotion on this side also attracted the attention of the people on the other side.

Run Sheng, Yin Meng, Xiong Shan, Li Hua, and even Qin Shu, all turned their gazes.

Pu Xingsheng and his wife also noticed the situation here. The two people were still laughing, feeling that their daughter's fierceness was very good, and she wouldn't be easily bullied and suffer losses later.

Pu Xingsheng still greeted others to hurry up and set up the platform: "Children's matters, what's so good to look at?"

Pu Meina saw that Li Zhuoyuan still didn't pay attention to her and treated her as air. An unknown anger rose up. Perhaps it was being ignored by this good-looking boy that made her more difficult to adapt.

"I'm telling you to ignore me!"

Pu Meina reached out to push Li Zhuoyuan.

Li Zhuoyuan stood up, walked a few steps forward, and left his position.

Pu Meina didn't push anyone, lost her balance, and fell directly towards the stone where Li Zhuoyuan was sitting.

"Bang!"

"Woo woo woo woo woo!"

Not only did she break several teeth, but she also broke several cuts on her face. Fresh blood flowed straight.

Li Zhuoyuan really didn't do anything. He wasn't bored enough to get angry and attack an uneducated child.

Pu Meina falling like this was purely her own bad luck.

Pu Xingsheng and his wife immediately ran over heartbroken. During this time, Pu Xingsheng still stared at Li Zhuoyuan with fierce eyes.

Li Zhuoyuan noticed that his feet seemed to hesitate, wanting to lift his leg to kick him, but finally retracted his leg.

Because Run Sheng had already appeared beside him. Why was he beside him? Because the front position had already been occupied by Xiong Shan in advance.

The weather was getting warmer, and the clothes were thin. Xiong Shan's face and body scars simply couldn't be covered.

Especially coupled with his uncovered gloomy gaze, it was enough to make ordinary people feel fear.

Xiong Shan instead hoped that Pu Xingsheng could make a move. This way, he could naturally cripple him and also perform in front of the youth.

Li Sanjiang shouted: "Hurry up and get busy. Children's matters, what's so good to look at?"

Everyone looked, and it was the girl who fell down herself.

Pu Xingsheng took a deep breath and shouted to Li Sanjiang: "You get busy, I'll send the child to the hospital."

After speaking, he and his wife hugged the child and left.

Li Sanjiang "heh"ed and waved his hand: "Okay, get to work. The platform is set up. When the white affairs team comes, knock knock, hit hit, finish, and we'll go back."

Everyone returned to their respective positions and got busy.

Not long after, the people from the white affairs team also came. This group was the one Li Sanjiang had contacted. He was also very straightforward and settled the money with the other party first.

The leader of the white affairs team asked curiously: "Where is the main family, the one who just died?"

Li Sanjiang: "They have something to do and went out, let them be. One before the meal, one after the meal. Finish messing up earlier and we'll leave earlier."

The platform was set up, and the people from the white affairs team started playing and singing. This actually attracted many villagers who came to watch the performance, and it suddenly became much livelier.

Of course, everyone just watched, no one came to give anything. Even if you let bygones be bygones, now that they gave something, people would return to the city tomorrow and wouldn't come back again.

Li Hua started cooking, and the fragrance began to permeate.

Aunt Liu's cooking suited the old lady's taste, paying attention to being light and subtle. Li Hua's cooking was more flavorful and more popular with the masses.

Many villagers came forward to ask which family she was from and would invite her as the head cook when their own family handled matters later.

Li Sanjiang recited scriptures in the room, holding a worn, coverless book in his hand. The words on it were very scribbled, but very solemn.

Usually, when Li Sanjiang sat still, he would just hold this. It didn't matter if he didn't understand, anyway, others didn't understand either.

Li Zhuoyuan knew that this was a health scripture, mainly introducing bedroom cultivation techniques.

His great-grandfather sat beside the ice coffin, humming and looking towards Li Hua's side, probably hungry and thinking about when to eat.

Li Zhuoyuan walked in, wanting to chat with his great-grandfather about his dream.

But after entering, the youth's gaze was immediately attracted by the corpse in the ice coffin.

When he was outside before, he didn't detect any problem with the corpse. Not only him, but others didn't either.

But upon closer inspection, he could detect something wasn't right.

Old Pu's head's eyes were slightly open a slit, which was not uncommon. But what was uncommon was that the old head's feet were one outward and one inward. At the same time, both hands placed on the abdomen had thumbs up, one up and one down.

"Great-grandfather, did you change his shroud?"

"Yes, why?"

"How are his hands and feet like this?"

"They were like this before I changed them. After I changed them, I specially pressed them, but it didn't work. I can't tie him up, so let it be like this."

Li Zhuoyuan tilted his head and continued to observe this corpse. Walking with both feet turned outward was not a walking posture. Both hands with thumbs up and down respectively represented isolating Yin and Yang. Combined with the line left open in both eyes, it meant not entering before the ghost gate.

Old Pu's head was dead, but after death, he was specially arranged. The method used was an earthly method, and earthly methods were often extremely stable and effective. The purpose was not only to make Old Pu's head "not die well," but also to make his soul restless, always following his relatives and defeating his descendants' fortune.

After Old Pu's head was buried, Pu Xingsheng would probably often dream of seeing his dad, and Pu Meina would also often dream of seeing her grandfather, and then experience a series of misfortunes.

This kind of earthly method was quite high-grade, because it was not affected by acupuncture points and rituals. Moreover, the more auspicious acupuncture points and useful rituals there were, the more it could further enhance its influence.

Because Old Pu's head couldn't be supered, and couldn't rest, the more it was tossed, the fiercer it became, and the greater the influence on its direct bloodline.

In normal circumstances, facing a normal main family, Li Zhuoyuan would ask if there was any special grudge. If it wasn't a big deal, he would solve it conveniently.

But for this family, Li Zhuoyuan really didn't have the idle mind. It wasn't because he was still angry at Pu Meina, but with this family's family style, perhaps they really offended someone and tied some enmity. It wouldn't be good for him to break it without asking right from wrong.

However, since this kind of arrangement was done to Old Pu's head's corpse, Li Zhuoyuan felt that the other party should come to "mourn" at the funeral.

After all, only in this way could there be the pleasure of revenge.

Li Hua finished cooking the rice, and Li Sanjiang stood up and said: "Let's go, Little Yuan Hou, let's eat!"

The villagers who were watching the performance also went back to their respective homes to eat.

Pu Xingsheng and his family didn't come back. Lunch was also divided into two tables.

One table for Li Sanjiang and the others to eat, and one table for the people from the white affairs team to eat. The two tables were separated a bit far.

Run Sheng gnawed on meat while scooping rice.

Between toasting with Xiong Shan, Li Sanjiang lowered his head and asked Run Sheng: "Is the rice made by Li Hua Hou more fragrant than Ting Hou's?"

Run Sheng nodded: "Um, it makes people want to eat more."

"Haha!" Li Sanjiang laughed out loud, "Run Sheng Hou, you're also picky."

Run Sheng awkwardly looked up and put the rice grains in his mouth into his mouth.

Li Sanjiang took a sip of yellow wine: "Little Yuan Hou, do you still remember the first time you saw Run Sheng Hou? He was like a country bumpkin, his pants belt was loose, and his belly was specially flattened from hunger. Hahaha!"

"Hehehe." Run Sheng bit the meat and laughed along.

He didn't feel this was embarrassing, because he was indeed not full at home. And since he came to Li Daya's home, not only did he eat his fill at every meal, but he also had dishes and meat. He was happy to be teased by Li Daya, because Li Daya was truly good to him.

Li Zhuoyuan: "Brother Run Sheng has great strength, so he naturally eats more."

Li Sanjiang nodded: "That's right. It's not scary for a mule to eat more, it just becomes faster to pull the mill."

Saying that, Li Sanjiang scooped the remaining bowl of potato stewed meat in front of him into Run Sheng's rice bowl.

Run Sheng looked up at everyone, scratching his head a little awkwardly.

Li Sanjiang: "Eat yours, we're all family, why be polite?"

"Okay." Run Sheng lowered his head and continued to scoop rice.

At this time, Li Zhuoyuan noticed that Qin Shu's chewing and swallowing frequency slowed down.

The youth looked up and saw a woman wearing casual clothes and a duckbill cap walking towards them from the distant village road.

What made Li Zhuoyuan interested was how the woman's walking steps were a bit like Lin Shuyou's three steps of praise.

Gradually, after Xiong Shan toasted Li Sanjiang, he also turned his body and looked at the woman.

Then it was Li Hua.

Next was Yin Meng, because her Gu insects in her sleeves were transmitting a warning.

She immediately reached out and poked Run Sheng, who was still scooping rice next to her. Run Sheng also looked up and looked in that direction.

For a moment, the entire table, only Li Sanjiang was still eating and drinking by himself.

The woman came, she wanted to personally witness the burial of that old beast. She was here to watch the execution, and also to ensure that no one could come and disrupt her plans.

The next moment, the woman closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them again. Her originally black eyes turned red, and she could probe for evil spirits!

Initially, she was very satisfied to see that the old beast's funeral was so cold. It was only two tables opened in the middle of the day.

Her gaze first swept over the table of the white affairs team.

Although they had already changed into Taoist robes in advance and were prepared for the afternoon rituals after the meal, people without Daoxing, no matter how many Taoist robes and monk clothes they wore, had no meaning.

Immediately, her gaze fell on Li Sanjiang's table.

An old man with one leg on the stool, eating heartily, well, just an ordinary old man.

She then saw a clear and handsome youth, who was very good-looking, but also ordinary.

Next, she saw Li Hua, eh?

Then, she saw Yin Meng, this?

After that, she saw Xiong Shan, um?

Then, she saw Run Sheng, ah?

Finally, she saw Qin Li.

"Hiss..."

She let out a pained cry. Her red pupils were forced shut, and fresh blood flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The woman reached out and covered her eyes, shocked in her heart:

"What the hell!"

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