Chapter 81

Chapter 79

On the bus, Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to the side, looking at the street scene outside the bus window and his own reflection in the glass.

The woman who appeared in the General Temple was Ran Qiuping.

But the dead body under the General statue was not Qiu Minmin.

Qiu Minmin had already been beaten by himself and others to the point of near collapse. No matter what method the entity controlling her used, it couldn't have restored her in such a short time.

What roles were the two corpse salvagers in the temple playing? Based on their behavior, the young man seemed to be deliberately avoiding his master, so he was likely the person behind Ran Qiuping.

Perhaps, just as Sun Hongxia was brainwashed by Ran Qiuping, Ran Qiuping might also have been brainwashed by others to become a pawn.

The thread of the event suddenly expanded and lengthened.

Li Zhuiyuan was very satisfied with this development. The more people involved, the more complicated the matter, the more interesting it was to handle. Only by building a tower of blocks could he experience pleasure when knocking it down.

He got off at the bus stop, not in a hurry to return to the dormitory. Since Lu Yi didn't accept money, he should at least buy him a meal.

Since it was afternoon, still early for dinner, the Old Sichuan restaurant inside had no customers yet.

He chose a table and sat down, ordered a few dishes, and a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

The dishes were quickly served. Li Zhuiyuan ate a little over half a bowl of rice with the dishes, then focused on drinking the soup.

Lu Yi ate heartily. Sichuan cuisine paired well with rice, and boys of this age were in the stage of eating a lot.

After eating, they walked out of the restaurant. Lu Yi wiped his mouth with a tissue as he said, "Brother Godchild, next time something comes up, just call me directly. No need to treat me to a meal again, it's too polite."

"Alright."

Li Zhuiyuan let Lu Yi go back to the dormitory first, while he went to the school infirmary.

The infirmary was two three-story buildings, one inside and one outside the school. It was nominally the school infirmary but also open to the outside community.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Yin Meng standing in a corner against the wall, guarding several bags of vegetables and rice bought from outside with incense inserted in them. She was waiting for the incense to burn out.

It wasn't a private room, so it was relatively inconvenient for Runsheng to eat.

He didn't call out to Yin Meng. Li Zhuiyuan walked upstairs by himself.

Guided by the sound of snoring, the teenager found the ward. Standing at the window, he saw Runsheng lying asleep on the hospital bed.

Runsheng was recovering quickly. His face had regained some color and wasn't as pale as last night.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't go in. He stood with his back against the wall, hands behind his back, left foot raised and resting against the wall. The sun hadn't set yet, but the evening breeze was already impatiently on duty, blowing ahead of time.

The teenager stood like this for a long time, listening to the snoring inside and feeling the wind.

It wasn't until he noticed Yin Meng carrying the rice mixed with incense ash upstairs from the corner of his eye that Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs from the other side of the stairs.

Back at the dormitory, the dormitory aunt's office was still empty.

It was now summer vacation, and there were few people in the dormitory building. The dormitory aunt being off duty wasn't a big deal; in fact, Ran Qiuping's previous shift was unusual.

Other dormitory buildings didn't have resident dormitory aunts now, at most they came to check every few days.

Back in the dormitory, Li Zhuiyuan's gaze fell on his and Tan Wenbin's luggage.

Because Xue Liangliang drove a truck to transport everything, everyone's equipment was brought very completely.

But this might also expose problems, just like the old man seen in the General Temple during the day. Sometimes, hiding one's identity well was more beneficial for actions.

Who said that only those standing in the light could represent the way of heaven?

This was a problem. After this matter was resolved, the first thing to address was the hiding of equipment. Then, the individual postures within the team also needed to be adjusted in advance so they wouldn't be seen through by knowledgeable people or ghosts while walking on the road.

Li Zhuiyuan took out a small flag from his luggage bag. The tail of each flag was wrapped with tape that could be torn off for sticking. He also took out an ink line and a special pigment brush.

First, he stood with his back against the dormitory door, holding the compass up and down to observe and measure. After he had drawn the blueprint in his mind, the teenager began to insert the flags.

On the ceiling, on the walls, on the ground, they were all inserted.

Then he used the ink line to draw the patterns and the brush to apply cinnabar and other materials to paint the patterns.

Finally, he placed a stool in a specific position and put a copper mirror there, facing the dormitory door.

The copper mirror was given to him by A Li earlier, likely from Grandma Liu. It was most suitable for use as the eye of the array.

Next, he needed to change the appearance of these array flags. When Tan Wenbin had time later, he would ask Binbin to buy some national flags of other countries to wrap around them so that even if outsiders saw them, they wouldn't think he was engaging in feudal superstition, but rather that university students were showing personality in the dormitory.

At this moment, the sound of slippers came from the hallway outside. Li Zhuiyuan heard it; it was Lu Yi.

Lu Yi was knocking on the door. Li Zhuiyuan deliberately made no sound.

Not long after, Lu Yi opened the dormitory door himself.

He was carrying two thermos bottles. As soon as he came in, he felt a flash of light and shadow in front of him. Suddenly, he couldn't distinguish directions and even forgot where he was.

From Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, Lu Yi was spinning in place while holding the two thermos bottles.

The teenager adjusted the position of the copper mirror. Lu Yi blinked his eyes doubtfully, feeling that he had just had a moment of confusion.

"Hey, what did I come here for?"

Immediately, he remembered:

"Brother Godchild, I went down to the boiler room to get a bottle of water for you."

"Thank you, brother."

"No thanks needed, it was on the way."

Lu Yi placed the thermos bottle in the corner, then looked at the small flags inserted around and the painted patterns. "Brother Godchild, what are you doing?"

"There's a ghost in the dormitory."

"Ah! I have things to do, I'll go back and prepare my lessons first."

Lu Yi immediately picked up the other thermos bottle and ran out of the dormitory, closing the door.

Actually, his reaction was normal for someone facing strange events. The previous Tan Wenbin was the exception.

He took a basin to the sink to take a shower. Li Zhuiyuan returned to the dormitory, flipped the mirror surface back to face the dormitory door, then went to bed to prepare to sleep.

Before sleeping, he began to recall the fragmented memory images he had read when he tried to control Qiu Minmin last night. They were just static pictures, not continuous at all.

At that time, he thought it was characteristic of Qiu Minmin. Afterwards, he learned that she was originally another entity's Chang Gui.

This also meant that the memory images he read not only had no practical use but might also be misleading. As a puppet's Chang Gui, she originally had little self.

The next morning, as soon as Li Zhuiyuan got up, he heard running in the hallway; it was Tan Wenbin.

After a moment of hesitation, Li Zhuiyuan still flipped the copper mirror back, even though he knew Tan Wenbin would come in and clamor to try it himself.

Tan Wenbin opened the dormitory door, one hand holding a document, the other carrying breakfast.

"Hey, Brother Xiao Yuan, is this the door ward you set up?"

"Yes."

"Why no effect?"

"I turned it off."

"Why turn it off? You should have let me try."

"Deal with the proper business first."

"Alright, alright."

Tan Wenbin sat down, and the two ate breakfast while dividing the documents to look at.

"My dad helped me find the connection. Hey, you really can't say, my dad really has connections."

"I remember you said your dad was later transferred to the township police station."

"Yes, said to have made a mistake."

"What mistake?"

"A son should not speak of his father's faults."

"Didn't dare to ask?"

"You haven't experienced how powerful my dad was with the belt before. When I was a child watching Bruce Lee movies, Bruce Lee playing with nunchaku, I substituted my dad."

"Look at the materials."

Li Zhuiyuan exchanged the half in his hand with Tan Wenbin.

When Tan Wenbin had just finished looking at a witness's identity information and eaten two Xiaolongbao at the same time, the teenager leaned back in his chair, lightly stroking the tabletop with his fingertips.

"No way, brother, you finished looking at the document I worked hard for a day and a night to get in such a short time?"

"Yes."

"No wonder my dad said before, you should go be a detective."

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes. The file materials he had just seen began to reorganize in his mind.

Zhao Junfeng insulted and killed Qiu Minmin in the teaching building toilet late at night.

There were three eyewitnesses, one male and two females, named Wu Xinhui, Liu Xinya, and Zhu Hongyu, respectively.

These three and Qiu Minmin were originally rehearsing a dance drama in the empty staircase classroom. Midway, Qiu Minmin went to the toilet, and the rehearsal stopped. But after she was gone for a long time, she still didn't come back. The three went to the toilet to find her and saw Zhao Junfeng rushing out of the toilet in a panic.

The two females went into the toilet and discovered Qiu Minmin, who had been insulted and killed.

After the incident, first the school security department and student union members went to catch Zhao Junfeng. They found traces of Zhao Junfeng near West Lake, the lake where Tan Wenbin had run at night on the first night. Zhao Junfeng injured several students and escaped from the campus.

The police intervened and began pursuing him. Finally, they found traces of Zhao Junfeng near General Mountain. The student union was also mobilized to search together. Finally, Zhao Junfeng held a dagger and held Wu Xinhui hostage. During the standoff, he was shot by the police. Wu Xinhui was rescued, and Zhao Junfeng was shot and fell into the river.

The body was salvaged after three days.

This case was quickly concluded because there were three eyewitnesses and Zhao Junfeng had obvious resistance, escape, and resisting arrest behavior.

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Is the university student union that active?"

Tan Wenbin finished the last sip of soy milk and nodded, "Seems so. The student union will recruit new members after school starts. But Brother Liang told me not to waste that time."

"Oh?"

"Brother Liang said the dregs of domestic bureaucratic culture are in the student union.

Except for a few heads who can curry favor with teachers and leaders to get some benefits and at the same time show off to the students below to enjoy a bit of officialdom, ordinary students who join the union are just called upon to do odd jobs and move tables and chairs."

"The file says Wu Xinhui was the student union president that year."

"Yes, I saw that."

"Zhao Junfeng was Qiu Minmin's pursuer, setting up candles under the female dormitory to confess but was rejected."

"Brother Xiao Yuan, to be honest, if I just looked at this file, I'd think this case has no problems. But now that Qiu Minmin has turned into a dead body and things have developed like this, I feel there must be secrets in this case."

"Yes."

"Then next we need to investigate these three eyewitnesses? That requires finding Brother Liang. Although Brother Liang hadn't enrolled at the time of the case, he has wide connections and can help inquire within the school.

Including the police officer who eventually shot him, we can also go find him to understand the specific situation at the time."

"No need." Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. "We're not here to investigate the case. No need to follow the fixed process."

Immediately, Li Zhuiyuan told Tan Wenbin about his findings at the General Temple yesterday.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, you mean we directly make a move on Ran Qiuping?"

"Not just Ran Qiuping, but also the two colleagues in that General Temple."

"Then we can only wait for Runsheng's injury to recover a bit more. According to your description, Brother Xiao Yuan, Yin Meng and I might not be opponents of that old corpse salvager."

"But I don't want to wait too long. I fear that delaying will lead to complications." Li Zhuiyuan turned back and glanced at the 'door ward' he had set up. "Not being able to defeat them is one thing, but I'm not asking you to fight them head-on."

"Ah ha, right." Tan Wenbin understood Xiao Yuan's meaning. "Then we don't need to worry about not being able to defeat them."

At this moment, Tan Wenbin's pager rang. He ran out to find a place to call back, then quickly ran back:

"Brother Xiao Yuan, Brother Liang said he and Lao Gong will be back tonight. They've invited us to eat at the Lijing Hotel in the city at seven o'clock. Shall we go?"

"Go, we're not moving tonight anyway. I still need to draw array diagrams..."

"But you draw diagrams quickly."

"Then you still need to memorize them."

"Oh, right, that does take time, especially Yin Meng. Her brain is too slow."

"You rest a bit, you didn't sleep last night."

"I'm fine."

"You still need to perform well tonight and be energetic enough. Life, studies, salvaging dead bodies, no need to deliberately give up any. We can be more relaxed."

"Alright, I understand."

Tan Wenbin knew what Xiao Yuan meant. Lao Gong had currently only accepted Xue Liangliang and Xiao Yuan and hadn't formally accepted him. To gain Lao Gong's favor, his studies in the future could be more relaxed.

At least he wouldn't have the awkward situation where Xiao Yuan and the others followed Lao Gong to other provinces for scientific investigation while he had to stay at school alone to prepare for final exams.

Tan Wenbin went to bed to sleep. Li Zhuiyuan sat at his desk and drew two array diagrams.

If the Qi family ancestors knew that their family's ancestral imperial tomb secret technique was simplified by himself for fighting, they would probably be angry enough to crawl out of their coffins.

However, this kind of temporarily set up array secret technique had obvious shortcomings: one was its short duration, and the other was that it couldn't distinguish between friend and foe.

This was also why Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng needed to memorize the 'positions' in advance. Otherwise, if the two of them went to fight and experienced the same negative effects as the enemy, what would be the point of this array?

After drawing the diagrams, Li Zhuiyuan began to draw the station point array diagram. After drawing the station point array diagram, in order to make it easy for them to remember, he wrote mnemonics and also made sure they rhymed.

In this aspect, Runsheng's cooperation was actually the highest.

Actually, there was another more direct method, which was to 'borrow' the dead body under the General statue. But this option was too risky. Before confirming the identity of that dead body, Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to borrow this 'east wind'.

If this triggered some chain problems, then the way of heaven would settle on his head again.

At noon, Tan Wenbin woke up.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, how long did I sleep?"

"A few hours, you can sleep more."

"No need, that's enough. I took a few naps last night, I'm not that tired." Tan Wenbin got out of bed. "I'll go to the store to get some food and check on Sun Hongxia's situation by the way."

"Sun Hongxia can be released."

"Ah? Then will she go to the police station to report us for illegally restricting her personal freedom?"

"Then we can tell the police uncle that she stole from our store and then turned around to accuse us."

"Good reason." Tan Wenbin thought carefully and felt it was impeccable.

"She won't go to report us. If she were to report, she should have gone when she first saw the ghost." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to his forehead. "She just looks normal, but her thinking has already gone wrong."

"Oh, is that so."

"Also tell her that her son's case should have hidden circumstances."

"Brother Xiao Yuan, you are still kind."

Li Zhuiyuan: "......"

After Tan Wenbin left, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the thermos bottle and poured himself a cup of hot water. Blowing on the cup, he muttered to himself:

"She will go mad."

Tan Wenbin entered the store and went straight down to the basement. He opened the door lock and saw Sun Hongxia tied up inside. Xiao Hei was also in the room watching her.

Sun Hongxia appeared lifeless. After Tan Wenbin untied her, she numbly went to the bathroom, came out to eat and drink water, then knelt by the bed, waiting to be tied and gagged again.

"You can leave."

Sun Hongxia raised her head in disbelief, looking at Tan Wenbin.

"We investigated, and your son's case should have hidden circumstances." Sun Hongxia was stunned.

Ordinary people's worldview is sometimes very complex, but sometimes very simple. Sun Hongxia initially stayed at the school with a redemption mentality. After seeing the 'Qiu Minmin' ghost and hearing Ran Qiuping's narration, she became even more convinced of her identity as a redeemer.

But in Sun Hongxia's eyes, this group of people who could fight ghosts without losing were obviously also different from ordinary people.

Although they had detained her, intimidated her, and interrogated her, she believed what they said.

My son's case has hidden circumstances?

That means my son was wronged?

Sun Hongxia's gaze slowly lowered, falling on the boy's portrait on the short stool altar.

"No, no, no, how is this possible, how is this possible!"

Sun Hongxia screamed, then hugged her son's portrait in her arms.

Watching this scene, Tan Wenbin suddenly realized that his words "Brother Xiao Yuan, you are really kind" were spoken too soon.

"My son was wronged, my son was wronged!"

The mentality of a fanatical redeemer was originally an extremely unstable state. The longer it was suppressed, the more fiercely she would climb when a rope finally appeared.

Sun Hongxia hugged the portrait and rushed out of the room. When Tan Wenbin chased after her, Sun Hongxia had already run out of the store. She first ran to building nine, probably to find Ran Qiuping. Soon after not finding anyone, she ran out again, then she ran to other places with disheveled hair.

Tan Wenbin watched and felt a chill down his spine. He felt that Sun Hongxia was just a bait casually thrown by Xiao Yuan.

He locked the store door, carried the food, and returned to the dormitory.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, Sun Hongxia ran out, like crazy."

"Yes."

"Should I go watch her?"

"No need, let her go." Li Zhuiyuan handed him the things in his hand. "You copy a copy first, then deliver it to Yin Meng. Remember to memorize it with understanding. When fighting, the opponent won't be foolish enough to just walk within the standard grid."

"Alright." Tan Wenbin took it and began to copy.

He sat upright, fully focused, even when his dad had watched him do homework with a belt before, he hadn't been this efficient.

After copying, Tan Wenbin ran to the infirmary ward. He first greeted Runsheng and asked about his recovery, then called Yin Meng out to give her the things and instructions.

"Binbin left?"

"Yes, you take a nap, I'll go out for some air."

"Is Xiao Yuan going to do something?"

"Even if we do something, we have to wait for your injury to heal. Without you, our team can't function."

"Except for Xiao Yuan, no one in this team is indispensable." Runsheng reached out and touched his bandaged wound. "It's my fault. You and Binbin, protect Xiao Yuan well."

"Okay, things are over, your task now is to recuperate." Seeing that Runsheng had seen through her, Yin Meng no longer hid it. She took out the paper. "I have so many things to memorize. Not just memorize, but also understand."

Runsheng: "Then hurry up and memorize. Your brain is slow, you need to seize the time."

Yin Meng: "......"

...

At dusk, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin took a taxi from the school gate to the restaurant.

In the car, Li Zhuiyuan sat in the back seat, Tan Wenbin in the passenger seat. Along the way, Tan Wenbin repeatedly recited various hexagram vocabularies. The driver occasionally glanced at him.

When getting off at the restaurant entrance, the driver collected the fare and asked, "Young man, which temple is more spiritual? I also want to go worship."

After entering the restaurant, Tan Wenbin told Xiao Yuan about the driver's reaction as a joke: "Xiao Yuan, if I had just pretended a bit more in the car and pointed something out to the driver, do you think I could have gotten a free ride?"

"People paid because you didn't point anything out. That's why they somewhat believed you."

"Oh, right."

Although they arrived early, they were still the last. Lao Gong and the others should have originally been at this large hotel for administrative meetings.

After entering, Xue Liangliang enthusiastically introduced Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin to the people present.

When Li Zhuiyuan entered and his gaze swept across the room, he slightly narrowed his eyes.

Tan Wenbin was immersed in the atmosphere because everyone present was a school leader or teacher.

When Xue Liangliang introduced the school principal's secretary, Zhu Hongyu, Tan Wenbin just felt that the other party had a lot of presence and was slightly familiar.

When introducing their class counselor, Liu Xinya, Tan Wenbin felt that the name seemed to have been heard somewhere.

Finally, when introducing Zhu Hongyu's husband, who was also in the school's logistics department, Wu Xinhui, Tan Wenbin was suddenly startled. He finally remembered; these three were the three eyewitnesses in the file!

Tan Wenbin immediately turned his head to look at Li Zhuiyuan and found Xiao Yuan displaying a standard shy smile and returning greetings to all the teachers and leaders present.

Xiao Yuan didn't notice?

No, even his own brain retained traces, how could Xiao Yuan forget.

Lao Gong sat in the main seat, and several school leaders could only sit beside him. During the conversation at the wine table, it was evident that everyone was polite and respectful towards Lao Gong.

"Zhuiyuan is personally recruited by me from Nantong. I will teach him personally. Don't worry about his studies. In my study, there's a box of his completed graduation designs, hehe."

Xue Liangliang was very thoughtful. While pouring wine for his teacher, he whispered a reminder: "And Binbin."

"Ah, right, and Binbin."

Lao Gong had an impression of Tan Wenbin. Anyway, his project would have backdoor spots, and he could give them to whomever he wanted.

Many times, seemingly hard-to-obtain favors were just a word from those around you. He wasn't so rigid as to not give face to his two disciples.

At the wine table, everyone talked happily.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the biggest benefit of this gathering for him was that he could casually skip classes later.

Anyway, he had already learned the university professional courses. As for advanced math, general physics, and the like, in his eyes, they were no different from high school knowledge points.

In addition, Li Zhuiyuan also learned from the conversation at the wine table that Zhu Hongyu was the granddaughter of the former principal, and Liu Xinya stayed at the school after graduation. Both of them had basically never left the school.

Only Wu Xinhui went into business after graduation. At the wine table, a department head pretended to be drunk and deliberately Yin Yang Guai Qi called him "Boss Wu," making Wu Xinhui's face flush red.

He had likely failed in business and had come back to work at the school through his wife's connections recently.

That is to say, these three people would all be at the school in the near future.

This seemed to be a trigger condition.

So, he and the others had come in just when the volcano was about to erupt and were splashed by the lava.

Although, they had also counter-punched the volcano, making it uncomfortable as well.

Cases are sometimes very complex, but if every murder victim's deceased could 'speak,' or express themselves in another form, then the police uncle's work would definitely be much easier.

Li Zhuiyuan naturally didn't go to remind them or ask if anything strange had happened around them recently, nor did he casually mention the case from seven years ago.

He just purely played his current role well at the wine table, drinking beverages.

After the wine banquet dispersed, Liu Xinya, as their counselor after school started, specifically came over to ask about the situation and left her contact information.

Zhu Hongyu and Wu Xinhui, the couple, came together. Zhu Hongyu asked if Li Zhuiyuan was interested in representing the school in some university student competitions. Wu Xinhui pretended to ask about their living situation and patted his chest, saying they could come to him directly if they had any problems.

Li Zhuiyuan responded politely and cordially.

Lao Gong was tired but still endured his fatigue to give them a few words of advice, basically saying that after he finished the matters at hand, he would bring Xiao Yuan along for the next project.

This time, it was Li Zhuiyuan who pulled Tan Wenbin's hand, making Lao Gong remember again and adding:

"Oh, right, and Binbin."

Xue Liangliang first sent Lao Gong back to his room upstairs to sleep; there was still a meeting there tomorrow.

Soon, Xue Liangliang came down again and sent the two to the hotel entrance.

"You, are you hiding something from me?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

Tan Wenbin shook his head vigorously.

Xue Liangliang pointed at Tan Wenbin and said, "I can't see Xiao Yuan's expression, but you at the wine table earlier clearly had something on your mind, and it was very serious."

"I haven't looked at my professional books yet, I'm anxious."

"I won't believe your nonsense, but I am indeed busy right now and can't get away. Later, if something comes up, you can't hide it from me."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled.

Tan Wenbin nodded and responded, "Alright."

"See, you're definitely hiding something from me."

Tan Wenbin spread his hands, "Brother Liang, you can't just focus on me."

"Okay, okay, I'll go up and help the teacher organize the meeting documents. You two be careful."

Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin took a taxi back to school. Walking on campus, Tan Wenbin asked, "Xiao Yuan, now that the three eyewitnesses are back at school, then our plan..."

"No change." Li Zhuiyuan didn't think about it at all. "We are the ones being attacked, fighting back is justified by heaven."

"I can memorize it thoroughly by staying up tonight. Yin Meng is slower. Give her another day tomorrow, and she can also get it done."

"Then we'll make a move tomorrow night."

"Alright!"

The two walked into the dormitory building. Just as they reached the third floor, they heard the sound of a guitar.

"Oh, quite artistic."

"It's Lu Yi's dormitory." Li Zhuiyuan remembered he said he could play guitar.

Originally, they wouldn't go to join in the fun, but when passing Lu Yi's dormitory door, they both heard, in addition to the guitar sound, a string of high heels following the guitar melody.

Either Lu Yi brought a woman back to the male dormitory, which, while rare, wasn't unheard of; or, Lu Yi was wearing high heels and playing guitar, what kind of strange hobby was that?

There was also a third possibility...

"Knock on the door."

Tan Wenbin immediately stepped forward to knock.

"Dong dong dong!"

The guitar continued, but the high heels suddenly became urgent.

"Dong dong dong!"

The guitar was still playing. The high heels ran directly towards the dormitory door, the "di da di da" sound getting closer.

Finally,

"Bang!"

"What the hell!"

The dormitory door was knocked open, and Tan Wenbin was knocked down by the door.

Standing inside the door was Lu Yi, wearing only a pair of blue and white shorts, stepping on high heels, and holding a guitar.

However, after the previous collision, the guitar was obviously dented.

Tan Wenbin: "No way, brother, what's your style?"

"He's possessed."

Tan Wenbin then discovered that although Lu Yi's eyes were open, his gaze was dull, like he was sleepwalking.

The next moment, Lu Yi wanted to escape towards the west side of the hallway.

"Stop him!"

Tan Wenbin lunged forward, directly hugging Lu Yi's legs, which were full of leg hair. Lu Yi's body tilted forward and fell to the ground.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Ouch!"

But two kicks from the high heels went straight to Tan Wenbin's chest.

Tan Wenbin let out a scream but didn't let go. Instead, he grabbed the other's shorts with both hands and pulled up, then began to lock with both hands and feet!

"Hey!"

With force, Tan Wenbin flipped Lu Yi over. He was underneath, the other was on top.

Lu Yi began to struggle, but his main joints were locked. His struggle was more like a turtle flipped on its back.

Li Zhuiyuan's right hand reached into his pants pocket, fingertips wiped with black dog blood, then quickly came to Lu Yi's front, bent down, pressed his thumb against the other's brow, then slid down!

His five fingers alternated, drawing a red line on Lu Yi.

Lu Yi's body immediately began to twitch, and foam came out of his mouth.

And that pair of high heels, at this moment, detached from Lu Yi's feet, wanting to escape by themselves, "di da di da."

Last time it escaped, how could he let it escape again this time!

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes narrowed. Yin family twelve methods: Lead Across the Bridge.

At this time, in Li Zhuiyuan's line of sight, above that pair of high heels, a girl's figure appeared. She was panicking, wanting to escape.

But she was running further back. Even if she struggled desperately, she couldn't change this trend.

She kept turning back to look at the teenager standing behind her. The teenager's eyes were deep, without any emotion.

Lead Across the Bridge, as the name suggests, was originally meant to guide the deceased to dispel evil, meaning for this dirty thing to hurry as far away as possible, forming an exorcism effect.

But Li Zhuiyuan was now using it in reverse, forcibly pulling the dirty thing towards himself.

Perhaps even the long-dead Yin Fuhai didn't expect that his family's ancestral method could be used like this!

Tan Wenbin couldn't burn incense and walk Yin right now, so naturally, he couldn't see any girl. But he could see that the pair of high heels that had originally gone far was actually walking back.

He immediately pushed away Lu Yi, who was pressing on him. His left hand went to his pocket to take out red seal paste, having already previewed his next series of dashing actions in his mind.

But possibly because his biceps were trained too developed, the first step went wrong. He didn't hold the seal paste box steady, and it fell.

"Pa!"

The box shattered, and a puddle of red spilled out.

Tan Wenbin paused only slightly, then immediately grabbed with both hands on the ground, pinching a full handful of red. Not caring about stacking any hand seals, he directly smeared a large amount of the black dog blood crazily on the high heels.

From Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, it was Tan Wenbin pouncing on the ground, both hands blood-red, continuously rubbing the girl's calf. When the reality and the Yin walk picture combined, Zhuang Zhuang looked a bit lewd.

The girl opened her mouth, emitting a silent scream, her expression very pained. The position of her legs seemed to be on fire, beginning to melt.

This only goes to show that the five black dogs raised with supplements were not for nothing. The black dog blood used like this had such a good exorcism and evil-breaking effect.

The girl knelt down towards Li Zhuiyuan, beginning to beg. At this time, the flames had burned to her thigh.

Tan Wenbin seemed to feel that the black dog blood in his hand wasn't enough and still wanted to go to the spilled area to grab more to continue smearing.

"Binbin, that's enough, it's okay."

"Ah?" Tan Wenbin shook his hand and nodded. "Alright."

Li Zhuiyuan walked over and picked up the pair of high heels, which were originally black but were now red. "You go hold Lu Yi back to his bed."

"Yes."

Tan Wenbin carried the still twitching Lu Yi into Lu Yi's dormitory.

Li Zhuiyuan then carried the high heels back to his own dormitory.

He placed the high heels on the desk, pulled out the drawer, held the purple whip in his hand, then dragged out a chair and sat down, facing that pair of high heels—to be precise, the girl who had lost her lower body and whose upper body was standing on the desk.

Now, she truly had a kind of broken sculpture beauty.

Li Zhuiyuan unfolded the whip and lightly whipped the side. "Pa!"

The girl trembled, crossing both arms in front of her body, extremely fearful.

"I ask, you answer."