Chapter 90

Chapter 88

"Cough cough..."

Lin Shuyou probably wanted to let out a cold laugh, feeling the young man in front of him was mocking him. However, due to his injury, his laugh turned into a cough, and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

Runsheng walked over, picked up the Huanghe Shovel, and tapped the back of Lin Shuyou's head with the shovel head, mimicking the action of hitting a golf ball in those Hong Kong TV dramas.

He was just waiting for Xiaoyuan's command. Once he got it, he'd smash the opponent's head with the shovel, find a pit, and bury him.

Li Zhuoyuan averted his gaze and looked at Tan Wenbin: "Binbin bro, take him to the store basement first."

"Okay!"

Tan Wenbin jogged over, bent down, and carefully lifted Lin Shuyou.

Runsheng: "Xiaoyuan, let's go to the basement to dispose of the body."

Li Zhuoyuan shook his head: "Let's talk first."

Runsheng didn't understand, but he still nodded obediently.

Li Zhuoyuan originally intended to turn around and follow him into the store, but he paused and explained:

"Runsheng bro, our goal is to eliminate danger, but eliminating danger doesn't just mean physical elimination. With a clear target, the methods can be diverse."

"Oh."

Runsheng gave a simple laugh and scratched his head. He was quite surprised that Xiaoyuan would specifically explain this to him. The former Xiaoyuan might not have done such a time-wasting thing.

Xue Liangliang wouldn't have dreamed that the store he gave everyone was now very much like a bandit stronghold inside the campus.

Especially the store's self-contained basement, which was even better for kidnapping and detention.

After Tan Wenbin carried the person into the store, he first took a lot of drinks from the shelf, then headed to the basement.

He put the person on Runsheng's bed. The little black dog came out of its cage, circled the bed, and then returned to its cage.

Tan Wenbin opened a bottle of soda and handed it to Lin Shuyou's mouth: "Here, drink something sweet."

He had seen Xiaoyuan drink something every time after he took action, so he specifically brought these.

Lin Shuyou pursed his lips and didn't open his mouth.

"Not drinking?"

"Cough cough... it has gas."

"Oh, sorry." Tan Wenbin took a sip himself, let out a burp, then opened another bottle of milk-flavored drink, inserted a straw, and handed it to Lin Shuyou's mouth. Lin Shuyou pursed the straw and drank it in small sips.

Sugary water was originally a cost-effective "supplement".

After drinking a bottle, Tan Wenbin asked: "Want more?"

"No need."

"Don't be polite, there's more if you want to drink."

Lin Shuyou looked at Tan Wenbin doubtfully: "You're taking care of me?"

Tan Wenbin shrugged: "Just returning the favor for you taking care of my little brother earlier."

That shovel from the White Crane Child earlier only needed to go a few more centimeters forward, and his little brother would definitely be gone.

Tan Wenbin could tell that the missing few centimeters might not have been because of his good luck, but because the person intentionally held back.

Including when they fought later, the White Crane Child obviously didn't exert a force equal to Runsheng and Yinmeng, otherwise he might not be able to continue to live and jump around like he is now.

"So, he, he recognized me early on."

"Xiaoyuan bro has a smart brain, just get used to it."

"How do you plan to dispose of me?"

"Since we brought you here, Xiaoyuan bro definitely plans to talk to you. If there's a misunderstanding here... you should first adjust your attitude."

"What if I don't?"

"Then when Runsheng buries you, I'll stand by and cover more soil for you."

"Hehe..."

"Stop pretending, you're pretending."

Lin Shuyou: "..."

"Right, just maintain this kind of expression. It's come to this, so don't put on airs anymore."

"He raises ghosts..."

"So what if he raises them."

"This is an evil path..."

"Do you have any last wishes? If I can help you fulfill them, I will."

"Tell my master for me, I was because of eliminating..."

"Change another one. How is it possible to notify your master? Kill one small one and bring in an old one?

Rest assured, Xiaoyuan bro will definitely arrange a very normal death for you, or arrange another cause of death and point the finger at others.

Even if your master and them come to find us then, they'll probably still have to find us for help to get revenge for you. They'll even have to thank us for lying."

"I notified my master about this matter in advance."

"Liar." Tan Wenbin sighed, "To be honest, you wouldn't say it now, wouldn't this be reminding us to prepare?"

"You..."

Tan Wenbin lowered his head to look at Lin Shuyou's left calf, which was already swollen, and blood was constantly flowing out.

"Ayou, won't this leg of yours be wasted if you don't treat it?"

"Mm..."

"Listen to my brother's words, if we didn't want to give you a chance to live, Xiaoyuan bro wouldn't have let me carry you here, much less let me stay with you alone for a while to do your ideological work.

Probably, Xiaoyuan bro also saw that you showed mercy to my egg."

At this moment, footsteps sounded from outside. Tan Wenbin left the bed and picked up the soda to drink.

Li Zhuoyuan pushed the door open and walked in, sitting on the chair opposite the bed.

The young man also held a can of Jianlibao in his hand, drinking it without speaking.

A period of silence fell in the room.

Finally, Lin Shuyou was the first to speak: "What do you want to ask me?"

Li Zhuoyuan shook his head: "Actually, I don't want to ask you anything."

"You don't want to ask anything... and you brought me here?"

"Just wanted to observe if you still have any malice. And also to carefully look at the side effects of Shangji."

"Side effects? Don't you also use Shangji?"

"I don't, I just pretended."

"How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. The level of your Jizi is too low, you can only descend with the assistance of the God Leading Child. I can just casually pretend, and I can deceive you."

Hearing this, Lin Shuyou's chest began to rise and fall, and blood kept overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Anyone whose pride is evaluated so lightly by others will be incomparably angry.

What's even more annoying is that the person doesn't seem to be showing off at all, but is just stating a fact.

Each place, each faction has its own method of inviting gods, the names are different, and the objects invited are also different.

The memorial tablets in Ah Li's memory are actually a type of method for inviting gods used by the Qin and Liu families, and they are very high-level. They were originally supposed to protect Ah Li, but for special reasons, the spirits are all gone.

And Li Zhuoyuan knew very early on that he was a difficult household to invite gods.

"You... why do you raise ghosts?"

"To guard the door."

"Raising ghosts harms the harmony of heaven and earth, it is an act of evil and crooked ways."

"Oh, alright, I'll release her later and let her kill a few more university students."

"I... I didn't mean that."

Li Zhuoyuan glanced at Tan Wenbin, then lowered his head and drank.

Tan Wenbin opened his mouth and said: "You and Lu Yi are in the same dormitory, honestly, that pair of high heels was originally targeting Lu Yi. If Xiaoyuan bro and I hadn't happened to encounter it, it's hard to say what Lu Yi would be like now."

Hearing this explanation, Lin Shuyou's eyes softened.

It was obvious that he had a good relationship with that Big Two Northeastern senior in the same dormitory.

"But you... shouldn't control ghosts to do things."

Li Zhuoyuan didn't answer.

Tan Wenbin continued: "Xiaoyuan bro and her made an agreement. Before we leave campus, we will help her find her corpse and deliver her."

"But, no matter what... controlling ghosts is wrong."

Lin Shuyou's voice was already very soft.

"Look, you intruded into our dormitory tonight, didn't these high heels come in handy? Also, we have a lot of things to do recently, and we don't have time to deliver her."

Tan Wenbin deliberately changed the subject and continued:

"By the way, why did you appear there that night? My dad almost shot you dead with his gun."

"Your dad?"

"Yeah, don't you know?"

"Don't know."

"F*ck, if you knew, wouldn't you be the first to come and take revenge on me?"

"I was too lazy to stay and be interrogated. He shot me as a police officer, it was reasonable, why would I want to take revenge on you?"

"Uh..." Tan Wenbin smacked his lips, "Why are you answering so positively, I don't have any little red flowers to give you."

"I heard senior Lu Yi talking about that case in the dormitory, so I wanted to go to the crime scene at night to take a look."

"You're probably really idle." Tan Wenbin glared at him without a good temper.

"Your dad... his gun skill is quite accurate."

"Actually, my dad's whip skill is even more formidable, and his leg skill is first-class. You know the Tan Family Thirty-Six Road Bullet Leg, right?"

"Long admired..."

"Heh, that's something I personally fed and taught my dad."

Li Zhuoyuan observed Lin Shuyou's micro-expressions. Although the makeup on the opponent's face was not yet removed, he could still see that he wasn't lying.

Actually, according to Li Zhuoyuan's original style of doing things, he should have buried this guy long ago.

But the problem is, this guy: one, he didn't proactively ambush him and Tan Yunlong that night; two, he entered his dormitory empty-handed tonight; and three, during the fight, he very obviously held back against Tan Wenbin.

If he hadn't set up an ambush, forcing him to use Shangji and thus lose the absolute upper hand, he originally should have been thinking of bringing himself to a place like this to interrogate him.

If he could determine that this guy was just a straightforward young man, then keeping him... was better than burying him.

It was equivalent to adding another layer of justice's insurance on the same floor.

Moreover, when encountering some things later, he could also use the reason of "harming common people, eliminating demons and guarding the Tao" to make him work.

His great-grandfather was just this kind of stubborn mule.

But Li Zhuoyuan wasn't going to consider taking him into his gang, because Lin Shuyou had too much integrity.

He wasn't like Runsheng who completely revolved around him, nor was he like Tan Wenbin who had a flexible moral bottom line.

As for Yinmeng, she was considered to have joined the group with capital because of Yin Fuhai.

Mentally, Yinmeng was like "marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog".

It wasn't a marital state, but that she considered herself the new head of the Yin family.

In short, Li Zhuoyuan didn't like having such a principled person in his team.

At this moment, Lin Shuyou, who was still being attracted by Tan Wenbin's nonsense, didn't know that he had already been arranged into a tool person position by the young man sitting opposite him.

Li Zhuoyuan glanced at Tan Wenbin again, and Tan Wenbin immediately changed the subject:

"Right, where exactly is your hometown?"

"Huzhou."

"Oh, in Zhejiang."

Li Zhuoyuan reminded him: "Fuzhou?"

Lin Shuyou: "Right, Fuzhou."

Tan Wenbin: "Then who taught you this skill?"

"My maternal grandfather and my master..."

Remembering this, Lin Shuyou finally understood what he should do. He looked at Li Zhuoyuan with a serious face. Although he was still gasping for breath, he still said as coherently as possible:

"Three sticks of incense on the head, stand on Shizhu Peak at the temple, ascend the altar at Longjiang estuary, sit and watch the clouds and wind. Dare I ask, esteemed driver, on which family's wharf do you sit?"

Tan Wenbin: "Eh, how did you know we are corpse salvagers."

Lin Shuyou: "I recognize the Yellow River Shovel."

Li Zhuoyuan was still sitting there, and replied: "On the river, Liu family."

Lin Shuyou asked in shock: "Dragon King Liu?"

"Mm."

"You worship the Dragon King?"

Li Zhuoyuan thought for a moment. It was normal to say he worshipped the Dragon King before, but now that he was about to enter the door, it wasn't appropriate, because like on the Shancheng Ding family banquet last time, those people nominally belonging to the Liu family's lower families could also say they worshipped the Dragon King.

Li Zhuoyuan: "I am from inside the door."

Lin Shuyou ignored his injury, supported himself on the bed, and looked at Li Zhuoyuan: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Why didn't you ask earlier?"

"I... I listened to my maternal grandfather talk about the story of the Dragon King Liu family since I was a child. My maternal grandfather highly admired and promoted the Liu family. That, you, are you really not deceiving me?"

"Deceiving a person who can be buried at any time, what plot is there?"

Lin Shuyou endured the severe pain, placed his hands in front of him, and began to bow.

Seeing this, Li Zhuoyuan also had to stand up and formally return the bow.

"Huff..."

After bowing, Lin Shuyou lay on the bed, for a time taking in more than he breathed out.

Tan Wenbin quickly helped him cushion with a quilt and stroked his chest, helping him smooth his breath with difficulty.

"I say, what are you doing? You sought death yourself and blame us, want to extort us?"

"Propriety... cannot be neglected."

Tan Wenbin felt a headache and couldn't help but steal a glance at Xiaoyuan standing beside him. If it weren't inappropriate, he really wanted to advise Xiaoyuan bro that this kind of person might absolutely not be taken in. This guy is truly stubborn.

Li Zhuoyuan: "Lin Shuyou, has the misunderstanding between us been resolved?"

"Even if you are from the Liu family, you shouldn't control ghosts. At most... at most, I'll pretend I didn't see it in the future, no more examples."

Tan Wenbin thought of giving him a chestnut, but considering his current state, he was really afraid of patting him into a hiccuping fart, so he could only point at him and scold:

"I say, why is your face so big?"

"I've already violated the principle..."

"Then don't we still have to thank you?"

Li Zhuoyuan said: "Binbin bro, send him to the infirmary."

"Alright, I'll just say he was too invested when peeping at the female dormitory on the balcony and fell down."

"You..."

"Shut up."

Tan Wenbin carried Lin Shuyou up and took him away.

Li Zhuoyuan returned to the store upstairs. Runsheng sat on a stool, bare-chested. Yinmeng was holding medicine and helping him apply it to his back.

"Runsheng bro, how's your injury?" "External skin injury, no problem."

Li Zhuoyuan looked at Yinmeng: "How about you?"

"I also have external skin injuries, it's fine. Xiaoyuan bro, go back to the dormitory to rest."

"Mm." Li Zhuoyuan picked up the bag containing the high heels and walked out of the store.

Yinmeng breathed a sigh of relief: "To be honest, I was a bit unaccustomed just now. He cares about me, and I feel a bit flustered."

"Quite good. The sky is getting late, let's do it earlier..." Runsheng simply responded, put on his clothes, "Let's check the goods earlier."

...

After returning to the dormitory, Li Zhuoyuan placed the high heels on the desk and gently patted the surface of the shoe.

The girl's figure appeared, kneeling there, shivering, obviously still unable to recover from the shock of the official general.

She was an evil spirit. When the White Crane Child's vertical pupil shone, she felt like she had encountered a natural enemy.

Li Zhuoyuan lit a candle, then clipped a piece of yellow paper with his fingertip, ignited it, and held it in front of the girl.

The girl didn't react.

Li Zhuoyuan had no choice but to reach out again, open her mouth, and stuff the yellow paper in.

The girl's scattered consciousness finally gradually recovered.

Li Zhuoyuan took out a compass and pointed it.

The girl shook her head. Besides the high heels, she couldn't parasitize anything else.

Li Zhuoyuan waved his hand. The girl's figure disappeared. The high heels trembled slightly, indicating that she had returned.

This evil spirit was too stupid.

The matter of Yu Shu entering the dormitory last time, and Lin Shuyou's matter this time, made Li Zhuoyuan reconsider the necessity of keeping this thing to guard the house.

He didn't have the righteous obsession of raising ghosts. He felt this thing was quite useful, but the role of this pair of high heels was obviously a bit useless.

Raising this kind of stupid and weak evil spirit was obviously very low in cost-effectiveness and easy to expose himself.

But the problem was, powerful evil spirits were not that easy to subdue. Even if they were suppressed, he wouldn't dare keep them at home.

Surveying the dormitory, Li Zhuoyuan felt he shouldn't be lazy. He simply drew a design map and arranged a complete array in the entire dormitory.

As for this pair of high heels, he would find her corpse in his spare time and help her settle down.

Li Zhuoyuan pinched the hand seal, applied the seal he had just removed, then picked up the high heels and put them back under the windowsill.

His gaze noticed the round ball in the corner wrapped in talisman paper. What was suppressed inside was that evil book.

Li Zhuoyuan hugged it, walked back to the desk, placed the new canvas Ah Li gave him on the side, then reached out to remove the talisman paper, then untied the exorcism whip tied on it, and finally, opened the thin old canvas.

If there hadn't been things happening for two consecutive nights, Li Zhuoyuan would have read it long ago. It wasn't long before dawn now, and he was too lazy to sleep. The main thing was, he was truly impatient.

However, although this book still had a white seal on a black background, it was obviously wrinkled, like the wrinkles on the face of a hundred-year-old person, emitting a new sense of vicissitudes of time.

It was like it had been forcibly aged using a very rough method.

Reaching out to touch the thin old book cover, he could still detect a warmth.

This meant that the canvas's effect was actually always there, and this evil book was still resisting, even if it was incomparably weak.

This was the first time Li Zhuoyuan had sighed at a book's tenacious vitality.

Opening the first page, it was blank. The second page was still blank. Flipping through continuously, all the pages were blank.

Blank was just a "content adjective". In fact, every piece of paper was very dry and rough. Compared to the straw paper placed in the rural toilet, it could be called smooth.

Now, he encountered a very awkward problem.

If he wanted to avoid being influenced by the opponent and reduce the danger coefficient to the lowest, he had to suppress it with canvas. But when its risk coefficient dropped, its activity also dropped.

This book might truly be difficult to serve.

Li Zhuoyuan felt a bit helpless. He could only suppress it first and then look for a method that was good for both.

But just as he reached out to close the book, crooked words appeared on the blank page.

Very weak, very powerless, like an old person whose oil was exhausted and lamp dry, holding a brush, making a final struggle.

This book was trying to strive for its own value.

A crooked line of words was written:

"《Fengdu Twelve Law Decrees》."

Li Zhuoyuan suddenly understood. Earlier, he had just used the Yin family's Twelve Law Gates to reseal the high heels. There should still be some slight traces of the Law Gates remaining in the dormitory at this time.

This book detected it, and then, like offering a treasure, showed it to him.

He had felt before that the name of the Yin family's inherited absolute learning was not quite right. It turned out that it was originally supposed to be called "《Fengdu Twelve Law Decrees》".

This name was just right. But it was also no wonder that it was changed by later generations, because when the family didn't have that strength, they just didn't put on that kind of high style.

Li Zhuoyuan couldn't help but start thinking deeply. He realized that what he had deduced might not be the version created by Yin Changsheng himself, but the ancestral version of the Yin family.

With the name of a law decree, combined with the special environment of Fengdu Ghost City, what kind of atmosphere did that create?

This proved that "《Yin Family Twelve Law Gates》" still had huge potential that he could further chew on.

This information was extremely valuable, equivalent to being "given" a new secret book.

Li Zhuoyuan asked the book: "Who are you?"

Crooked words appeared on the book page again:

"Evil book."

Li Zhuoyuan's gaze sank. It definitely wasn't called this name, but it was deliberately flattering him.

It was in a weak period now, but it was like a hibernating poisonous snake, ready to counterattack and bite you at any time.

Li Zhuoyuan took out the brush from the pen holder. He was too lazy to grind ink, so he directly used ink.

After dipping the pen, he lifted the pen and wrote a passage on the blank page.

After Li Zhuoyuan stopped writing, the words were absorbed and reappeared:

"《Liu Family Look Qi Jue》."

"You truly are an encyclopedia."

But the biggest problem with this book was, if you dared to treat it as an encyclopedia, it would dig a pit for you after gaining your trust.

Li Zhuoyuan had suspected early on that the Yin Yang Companion Life and Death Reverse Refining Method obtained by the Mao family father and son was originally wrong.

"What do you want?"

Another row of crooked words appeared on the book page:

"A good bird chooses wood to perch on."

Li Zhuoyuan nodded, then closed the book, immediately changed to a new canvas to wrap it, tied it with an exorcism whip, and finally pasted talisman papers all over it.

The entire process was done in one go, without any reluctance.

A book dared to play mind games with him.

But it wasn't useless. After finding some remnants of ancient books, he could deduce through it. The premise was, he had to carefully distinguish.

After tidying up the desk, the sky was also dimly lit.

Tan Wenbin hadn't returned yet, he should still be accompanying the bed.

Li Zhuoyuan put "《Liu Family Look Qi Jue》" into his book bag, carried it, and walked out of the dormitory.

At the staircase entrance, he happened to see Lu Yi also carrying a book bag, holding two steamed buns in his left hand and a large water cup just filled with hot water from the boiling water room in his right hand, eating.

"Eh, God-child bro, here."

Lu Yi enthusiastically offered his steamed buns.

Li Zhuoyuan shook his head: "I'm going out to eat something delicious."

"Oh, like that, then it's not good to just fill my belly in vain." Lu Yi retracted his hand, took another bite himself, then blew on the mouth of the cup, and carefully took a sip. "God-child bro, I have a home tutoring today that's quite far, so I got up so early. What are you up to so early?"

"Home tutoring."

...

Li Zhuoyuan came earlier than usual today. Aunt Liu's breakfast wasn't ready yet. Liu Yumei was just sitting in the living room, helping Ah Li comb her hair.

According to reason, a girl's hair and makeup is a private matter, but Liu Yumei didn't avoid the young man. Instead, she said:

"If you want to look, get closer."

Li Zhuoyuan walked closer.

Ah Li sat there very dignified, her pair of eyes looking at Li Zhuoyuan in front of her. The young man also looked at her.

The girl reached out and pointed in front of her. Li Zhuoyuan understood and played chess with her.

Liu Yumei had a smile on her lips. This was the first time she had participated in her granddaughter's game up close. She could feel Ah Li's joy at this time.

She glanced at the "game" the two were playing and couldn't help but sigh in her heart:

Other girls were all easily deceived when they were young, ignorant, and hadn't seen the world, but her Ah Li was the opposite.

It was just that this kind of game, even if Ah Li grew up, it would be difficult to find someone who could play with her again.

This young man, she was afraid, was also the same.

The old lady had always disliked the saying of "green plum and bamboo horse", because she herself wasn't one, but now, she didn't have to face it anymore.

If you ate and saw the best scenery too early, then whatever you ate and saw afterward would easily become bland.

It's done.

Liu Yumei picked up an accessory and helped Ah Li put it on.

Then she retracted her hand and leaned back slightly, admiring her granddaughter, and at the same time, her own artwork.

She had a heartache for the child's illness, but she never had any resentment or dissatisfaction towards having such a granddaughter, because Ah Li had already given her immense joy and satisfaction.

"Breakfast is ready."

Everyone sat down. Breakfast was still exquisite and rich.

Liu Yumei finished eating early, put down her chopsticks, and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief while saying: "Xiaoyuan, go into the study after you finish eating."

"Okay, Grandma."

Ah Li looked up and glanced at Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei's old face was slightly red. She stood up and walked into the study.

Li Zhuoyuan entered the study after finishing his meal and first sent Ah Li upstairs.

This time, Liu Yumei didn't sit upright like a strict teacher waiting for a student, but lay on the couch, holding a palm-leaf fan and lightly fanning herself.

Li Zhuoyuan sat down, opened his book bag, and took out the book.

At this time, he noticed three objects on the tea table.

On the leftmost side was a piece of paper. The handwriting on it was as difficult to recognize as ghost talismans, but Li Zhuoyuan immediately recognized it. This was the first sentence of the first volume of "《Liu Family Look Qi Jue》", the "thief book person" version that he had seen, in a dog's crawl script.

The old lady did not disappoint the old lady. She also realized this kind of crude method.

Also, for her, it was probably just a layer of window paper problem. Once she thought through it, it was broken.

In the middle were blank paper and a brush.

On the right side, placed as casually as the "《Liu Family Look Qi Jue》" before, was a book called "《Qin Family Observe Jiaolong Method》".

Li Zhuoyuan somewhat understood the old lady's meaning.

"Xiaoyuan, Grandma can't compare to young people. After eating, I have to digest first. If you have anything you don't understand, just write it down first."

"Okay, Grandma."

Li Zhuoyuan picked up the brush and wrote the second volume in a dog's crawl script.

He wrote and said at the same time: "Grandma, Runsheng's physique is good, it would be a pity not to practice some kung fu."

"Your Uncle Qin will be back the day after tomorrow. Let him teach."

"Grandma, there's a volume in 'Look Qi Jue' that I don't quite understand. It seems to talk about Qi, but it has a real shape, contradicting color and taste. What exactly does it refer to?"

"The human body is originally a self-forming Zhou Tian. Everyone's body is a Qi phenomenon. This is the medical method, also called the poison method."

"Yinmeng is quite suitable for learning this."

Medical skills are useful. It's not convenient to send people to the infirmary every time, and for many special injuries, modern medicine truly has no way.

As for the poison method, it's quite suitable for Yinmeng. She definitely has talent. She only needs to cook normally to play a poisonous effect.

"Just let your Aunt Liu teach her."

"Grandma, what should Tan Wenbin be taught?"

This was Li Zhuoyuan asking from his heart. He hoped Liu Yumei could give her opinion from the perspective of senior experience.

"Let him learn whatever he wants to learn. On your boat's bow, you always need someone to shout. He can coax your great-grandfather to be happy, that is his skill.

Your great-grandfather, don't look at him smiling all day, but he is quite picky when it comes to people.

Besides, you boy, your eyes are actually more picky than your great-grandfather's."

"Shout?"

"Don't think crookedly, that might not be a doorman. Regardless of whether I am willing or not, whether I urge you or not, with your boy's ambition, you will inevitably walk the river in the future.

Since you are walking the river, you naturally need someone to shout at the bow of the boat, to instruct and manage the various ox ghosts and snake gods on the river surface and under the river.

The Dragon King does not easily move his nest. Where would he go then? It's like stamping on the Dragon King's face.

Let him come and sit here whenever he has time. I will personally tell him about those past stories and rules. Anyway, you boy is too lazy to listen to this old lady nagging."

"Thank you, Grandma."

"However, one more thing. After you enter the door, they have to bow to you. Only then can they learn things like the Qin and Liu families. When they go out in the future, they can also say they worship the Dragon King of the Qin and Liu families."

"Bowing ritual..."

"The rules were strict before. Worshipping the Dragon King was equivalent to selling your body and signing a contract. If you dared to rebel, you would be locked up, tied up, and sunk into the river. I'm not sure if other families still talk about this now. Anyway, I feel these are all old almanacs.

This bowing ritual, you can just treat it as bowing to become sworn brothers. It's just going through a process."

"Okay, Grandma. The second volume is finished."

"Just write this much for now. I'll take a look at it when I have time."

Li Zhuoyuan knew what Liu Yumei had to do. She had to consider the inheritance and retranslate this artistic conception into vulgar text. Then, after he went back, he would just finish writing the remaining volumes.

Putting down the brush, Li Zhuoyuan very naturally picked up "《Qin Family Observe Jiaolong Method》" and put it into his book bag.

Liu Yumei showed a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Grandma, I'm going up to find Ah Li."

"Go ahead."

Li Zhuoyuan left the study.

It wasn't really a transaction earlier. Liu Yumei had promised him that she would agree to whatever request he made, but even if her own child made a request to her parents and wanted to buy a toy, they still had to pay attention to attitude and strategy. Some things, agreeing to you and proactively helping you promote it, are two different concepts.

The old lady was actually quite easy to coax, just with a good face.

Two flowers bloom, each blooming on a branch.

Tan Wenbin got a fake slip from the infirmary and went to find the instructor to ask for leave. He was also specially approved to go and accompany and take care of him. For this, Tan Wenbin was also happy to be idle. He took a professional book from the dormitory and ran back to the infirmary.

Lin Shuyou was on an IV drip and fell asleep. Tan Wenbin just sat by the bed and read.

At this time, two female students carrying drawing boards walked past the ward window, chatting and laughing.

The two female students, one wearing a white skirt and one a blue skirt, were also very tall.

Tan Wenbin briefly drew his attention away from the book and looked at them: These are the literary seniors in the university.

After they walked past the ward, Tan Wenbin lowered his head, finished enjoying the scenery, and continued reading.

Immediately after, he seemed to sense something. He turned his head to look at the sickbed beside him and found that Lin Shuyou, who was originally sleeping, was also awake at this time.

"You boy, you're so seriously injured and still have the mind to look at pretty girls. Quickly heal your injury and go chase them yourself..."

Tan Wenbin's words were halfway through when he was shocked to discover that

Lin Shuyou's eyes were now... vertical pupils!

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