Chapter 92

Chapter 90

The little girl Jingjing, lying on the ground, was waving her hands and feet, screaming and struggling nonstop, her face covered in what looked like dog's blood.

Facts proved that even with the simplest application, high-quality materials were effective. His little black dog, though lazy, took great care of itself, and the black dog blood it produced was definitely top-notch.

“Uncle save me! Uncle save me. Brother Liangliang save me! Brother Liangliang save me!”

Jingjing started calling for help. She didn't feel any threatening aura from the young man, but his swift actions made her afraid.

When Li Zhuoyuan kicked Jingjing down, Xue Liangliang was stunned, and Luo Gong suddenly stood up from the sofa. When Li Zhuoyuan smeared black dog blood on Jingjing's body, Xue Liangliang and Luo Gong both collectively retreated a step. When Li Zhuoyuan shouted that Jingjing was possessed, while Jingjing was also loudly crying and shouting for help...

Xue Liangliang and Luo Gong, one on the left and one on the right, each held down one of Jingjing's arms and legs. The two engineers, one middle-aged and one young, instantly cleared their minds and knew what they should do. The profound relationship between Xue Liangliang and Li Zhuoyuan was self-evident. Even Luo Gong had seen many strange things in his engineering career, and he had personally witnessed Qin Shu's methods in a hospital ward.

Jingjing saw that these two people were not helping her but were helping the young man to suppress her, and her eyes revealed strong anger and confusion.

“Pa!”

Teacher's wife Zhao Hui walked out of the kitchen holding a plate of freshly stir-fried dishes. Seeing the scene in the living room, the plate in her hand directly fell to the ground.

“Aunt save me! Aunt save me! Aunt save me!”

Jingjing seemed to have finally found a reliable savior.

Teacher's wife Zhao Hui hurriedly ran over, asking as she ran, “What is this, what is this?”

Li Zhuoyuan: “She is possessed.”

Zhao Hui, who was originally about to rush towards Jingjing, stopped, then turned her head to look at Li Zhuoyuan:

“Then what to do?”

“Find a rope, first tie her up.”

“Oh, good!”

Zhao Hui immediately went into the room to find a rope.

Jingjing: “……”

Actually, Zhao Hui's reaction was very understandable, from an ordinary person's perspective: Would you believe a little girl was possessed or that the province's top college entrance examinee was mentally ill? However, Zhao Hui's decisiveness and straightforwardness also made Li Zhuoyuan taste another layer of meaning. Perhaps Zhao Hui had also noticed some abnormalities while taking care of her niece these past few days.

The rope was found, and Xue Liangliang and Luo Gong together tied up Jingjing. Subsequently, Jingjing was carried to the side bedroom and thrown onto the bed. Zhao Hui closed the window and pulled the curtains, making the side bedroom very sealed. Then, the gazes of the three people all turned towards Li Zhuoyuan.

Before they could speak, Li Zhuoyuan spoke first:

“An offering table, candles, offerings, yellow paper, yellow wine... if no yellow paper, find white paper and a brush or pen; if no yellow wine, beer or white wine will do.”

“Good!”

The three people responded in unison and went out to prepare.

Inside the side bedroom, only Li Zhuoyuan and Jingjing remained, who was still crazily twisting and struggling despite being tied up.

Looking at the confusion in the little girl's eyes, Li Zhuoyuan countered:

“Could it be that you thought I would pretend not to know, and then deliberately act here with you?”

Li Zhuoyuan once taught Tan Wenbin that when you feel powerless to deal with a situation, pretend not to see the evil. That period when he first returned to his hometown in Nantong, Li Zhuoyuan was doing just that. At that time, he was even confused about walking in the yin realm, and had no way to deal with dead possessions. He could only choose to seek advantage and avoid harm, protecting himself. So, over the past year, he had been reading books nonstop. Knowledge changes fate.

Now, facing this kind of dirty thing again, he was no longer that boy who could only show an ignorant expression and go along with things.

Xue Liangliang and Luo Gong carried a table up and placed the candles and other items on it. There was not only yellow paper but also gold and silver ingots and hell money. It was normal for teacher's wife Zhao Hui to have these things at home since her sister and brother-in-law had died in a car accident earlier.

After arranging everything, Zhao Hui suddenly collapsed on the ground, her legs weak. Fortunately, Luo Gong reached out in time to support her.

“My Jingjing, my Jingjing...”

She had just been busy getting the rope and arranging the offerings, but now that she had nothing to do, her emotions finally surged up.

Luo Gong looked at Li Zhuoyuan and asked, “Xiao Yuan, can you do it? What do I need to do next?”

“Teacher, after the incident at the river project in my hometown last time, my great-grandfather taught me some methods that should be able to cope. You...” Li Zhuoyuan glanced at the side bedroom door.

Luo Gong understood and said to his wife, “A Hui, didn't you say on the phone before that Jingjing was very strange in some ways? It's a good thing that we've found the problem now. It's for Jingjing's good. We can't cause any more trouble now. I'll go outside and wait with you. Trust Xiao Yuan.”

“Um.” Zhao Hui nodded forcefully, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and gave Li Zhuoyuan an apologetic smile. “Xiao Yuan, thank you for your trouble.”

Luo Gong and his wife went out. Xue Liangliang didn't go but stayed in the side bedroom. While helping to light the candles, he said:

“Our teacher's wife is a clear-headed person. Teacher's life is really good.”

“Um, your life is not bad either.”

“I say, brother, no end to it, eh?”

“I'm serious.” Li Zhuoyuan pointed to Jingjing, who was still twisting on the bed like a maggot. “She smelled the Bai family's aura on you earlier and showed disgust.”

“Eh, does it really have this effect?”

“Like putting a mothball in a clothes pocket.”

“Xiao Yuan, can't you choose some more beautiful metaphors?”

Li Zhuoyuan shook his head. The young man could be indifferent to the Bai family, but it was absolutely impossible for him to like the Bai family, much less say good things about them. Later, when Liu Yumei moved, it would also be his own initiation ritual. How could the Jiangshang Dragon King possibly look down on a water rat hiding at the bottom of the river and dreaming of ascension in broad daylight?

“Next, what do we do?” Xue Liangliang asked. “Do we need to call Runsheng and the others over?”

“No need.” Li Zhuoyuan shook his head. “Her body age is even smaller than mine.”

“Hehehe.” Xue Liangliang couldn't help but laugh when he heard these words. “You continue, you continue.”

Li Zhuoyuan clipped a yellow paper with his fingertips, lit it on a candle, waved it around twice, and then placed the yellow paper in the bowl of yellow wine to extinguish it.

“Since you can understand words, I won't enter the yin realm first. Courtesy before force. This is the last chance I'm giving you. Leave the little girl's body and enjoy this table of offerings. Then, go wherever you should go. You must not possess anyone and do evil again.”

Being able to make the dirty thing leave the host actively was the simplest method and caused the least harm to the host's body. Li Zhuoyuan was not Lin Shuyou; he didn't have the obsession to eliminate all evil spirits, because that would be very tiring.

Xue Liangliang secretly nodded at the side. He still remembered the scene when Xiao Yuan first set up an offering table in his room and brought him along to worship. At that time, his tone was much softer, similar to saying good words of request. Listening again now, indeed, after his ability increased, his tone was also different.

Jingjing stopped struggling, lifted her head, looked at the young man, and asked, “Who are you exactly?”

Li Zhuoyuan very calmly said, “Any more nonsense, I'll open the town directly.”

Jingjing: “I can give you this face, but you must find another woman born on a yin day and yin hour for me to reside in anew.”

Li Zhuoyuan nodded.

Jingjing was overjoyed: “You agreed?”

Li Zhuoyuan: “You go die.”

Jingjing's face suddenly became fierce, and her eyes started to circulate with red color. Xue Liangliang only felt a wave of dizziness, staggered back two steps, and leaned against the wardrobe. Li Zhuoyuan seemed completely unaffected. He walked back from the offering table to the edge of the bed, wiped the little girl's body with his fingers. Anyway, there was a lot of black dog blood on her, so the ready-made pigment could be used directly. He formed his fingers into a crane shape and drew a curse all the way from the little girl's brow to her throat and then to her abdomen. Finally, he made a fist and punched the little girl's abdomen!

“Bang!”

Blood-colored lines extended all the way from Jingjing's abdomen to her brow.

“Ah ah ah!!!”

Jingjing let out a more piercing scream than before. At the same time, her eyes also alternated between fierce and confused. Li Zhuoyuan had many other methods he could use, but he was afraid of harming the host, so he could only use this clumsy method. However, it didn't matter. Thanks to the black dog blood's advance splash, it had already weakened her spirit, and the clumsy method was enough. Xue Liangliang endured the dizziness and leaned over. He could clearly see the two expressions constantly alternating on Jingjing's face, the two seemed to be about to separate.

Jingjing opened her mouth: “If I hadn't possessed her, she would have already died in the car accident. If you drive me out, she will die!”

Li Zhuoyuan: “Her body has neither death aura nor corpse spots. She was originally a survivor of the car accident. You just took advantage of the fact that her three lamps were dim and sneaked in. You're using this rhetoric to deceive people. Do you take me for a child?”

Jingjing's eyes suddenly had a green strange pupil color, and her voice was no longer that of a little girl, but very hoarse and gloomy:

“Yin and yang leave a line, it will be good to meet in the future. I will retreat one more step. You just need to send this body to my cave entrance, and I will leave on my own and not cling to her anymore.”

“Oh, where is your cave entrance?”

“In...” Just as she was about to speak, Jingjing paused for a moment. “You're not allowed to follow. Let her go by herself!”

Li Zhuoyuan was too lazy to waste any more words with her. He pinched the little girl's philtrum with his fingers, continuing to force the dirty thing out of her body.

“Dao friend, you really want to go all the way!”

“I have obsessive-compulsive disorder.”

Li Zhuoyuan stroked down with his other hand, first wiping the little girl's eyelids closed, then smoothly lifting them up. He knocked her forehead three times with his knuckles. The little girl's body trembled, her mouth opened, and a stream of black smoke spurted out. The curtain lifted, the window opened, and it seemed like a wind was passing through. Jingjing's body gradually relaxed, virtual sweat poured down, quickly soaking a piece of the bedsheet. And black pus water also overflowed from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, emitting a stench.

Xue Liangliang immediately said, “It's dead possession!”

Li Zhuoyuan looked at Xue Liangliang in some surprise: “That one in your family, does it also have this smell?”

It was normal for Runsheng, Yinmeng and the others to smell it, but Xue Liangliang was a water conservancy engineer, not a corpse salvager.

“How is this possible!”

“Oh.”

“I didn't smell it. Look at how much water is flowing out of her body. It's not just dead possession, eh?”

“This water isn't actually much.”

“Okay, then I misunderstood, I'm stupid.”

After a pause, Xue Liangliang added:

“Also, there's no smell on her body.”

“Okay, Brother Liangliang, turn her over, don't let her choke, and untie the rope.”

Xue Liangliang first turned Jingjing over and untied the rope while asking, “It's okay now, can we call teacher and teacher's wife in? They must be worried to death in the living room.”

“Not urgent, wait a bit longer.”

“Wait for what?”

“It hasn't gone yet.”

After Li Zhuoyuan finished speaking, he opened his eyes and entered the yin realm. The wind and the movement of the curtains, door, and window earlier were just its attempts to blind them. It was actually still in this room. Of course, even if it wanted to leave, Li Zhuoyuan wouldn't let it have its way. Only checking the little girl's condition was important earlier, so he deliberately pretended to be blind for a while.

From the perspective of the yin realm, Li Zhuoyuan saw a black snake coiled on the ceiling. Oh, it was originally a corpse demon with dead possession. In his memory, corpse demons with dead possession were often more intelligent than other dead possessions and easier to communicate with, just like the cat-faced old lady he encountered in his hometown. The black snake was flicking its tongue. It was originally leisurely, but after its gaze met the young man's, it was instantly greatly shocked. Perhaps Li Zhuoyuan's actions upon meeting it – first the black dog blood, then the offering table, and drawing a curse – used all the folk methods, leading it to regard the young man as that kind of folk metaphysics “country doctor”. Like Liu Xiazi initially used incense ash to massage and exorcise Li Zhuoyuan. So, it still wanted to wait for the people below to leave before re-entering the little girl's body. Now, it finally realized it had misjudged. This young man had a big life!

The black snake quickly crawled. This time, it really wanted to escape. Li Zhuoyuan spread open his palm.

Fengdu Twelve Decrees - Four Ghosts Carry Sedan Chair.

The black snake's body went out of control. It was originally escaping but was forcibly pulled down, falling at Li Zhuoyuan's feet, completely sticking to the ground, unable to move. It seemed like a sedan pole was really pressing down on it. Li Zhuoyuan bent down and reached out to grasp the black snake in his palm. In the yin realm, he could feel the black snake's intense trembling. Li Zhuoyuan took out a small compass from his pocket. He had two compasses. The purple compass was too big to carry and was generally kept in the dormitory, carried by Runsheng or Tan Wenbin when there were matters. The small compass was carved by himself and was convenient to carry. The drawback was that it always had a fixed error, and each time he used it, he had to correct it through mental calculation. This kind of error seemed fixed, existing from the beginning when he made the compass. Later, as his own level continuously improved, the compass's error still didn't change.

He walked to the edge of the offering table, picked up the bowl of yellow wine with submerged paper ash, and poured and sprinkled it on his own palm. The black snake immediately wilted, like it was drunk, and lost consciousness. Li Zhuoyuan patted the black snake into his own compass, then walked back to the girl's side, rubbed a bit of black dog blood from her body, and drew a seal on the compass. According to Wei Zhengdao's description in “Zhengdao Fumo Lu”, generally, for this kind of work, you could draw a pre-drawn seal on a talisman paper and stick it on. But similar to the compass he made himself, Li Zhuoyuan had made no progress in drawing talismans. Initially, Li Zhuoyuan suspected it was because he had no master, equivalent to not being initiated in the path of talismans. Later, he vaguely noticed that this seemed to be related to the difficulty he had in inviting gods; it was some limitation of his own. According to fate theory, it was probably equivalent to the moon being full then waning, and water overflowing when full. It always symbolically left a gap, otherwise it would be easy to die young. It was just that without talisman paper, it was ultimately inconvenient. Li Zhuoyuan decided that he could let A Li try to help him draw some talisman papers. Each time she carved a wood flower roll for him, it had a very strong effect. Ancestor tablets and materials could only play an amplifying role, otherwise, if tablets were really useful, then everyone fighting later would have to have one tablet each.

Li Zhuoyuan opened the side bedroom door and walked out, saying to Luo Gong and Zhao Hui who were sitting in the living room:

“Jingjing is fine now, but her body is a bit weak. It's best to send her to the hospital for observation. She might have some headaches, fevers, and other minor illnesses recently.”

Zhao Hui immediately rushed into the bedroom to check on the little girl. Luo Gong then breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Li Zhuoyuan: “Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Yuan.”

“Teacher, this is what I should do.”

“However...” Luo Gong organized his thoughts a bit. “Your ability in this area, you still have to be a bit careful with outsiders in the future. When you solve some problems, you have to be a bit careful with outsiders, otherwise it may affect your future development.”

“Teacher, you are not an outsider.”

“Hehe.” Luo Gong patted the young man's shoulder. “A good brain is enviable. You can do graduation design and still have time to learn these things.”

Luo Gong also went in to see the child. Li Zhuoyuan walked to the balcony, took out the compass, roughly calculated a position, and estimated a location. Then, he walked to the living room phone, picked up the receiver, dialed the number of the affordable store. Yinmeng answered the phone. Li Zhuoyuan reported a time and place, and asked her to notify Runsheng and Tan Wenbin to bring the full equipment and rendezvous there. That time at the general temple, although the process was exciting, it was ultimately just a simple cleanup, and Runsheng wasn't even there that night. As for this corpse demon, Li Zhuoyuan had already explored its strength beforehand. Its strength was moderate and met the standard.

Xue Liangliang walked out at this time, leaned against the wall diagonally, and said somewhat regretfully, “I really want to go with you all.”

“Who will bring a mothball to fight?”

“Are you saying I'm useless, afraid I'll be a burden if I go?”

“Um, unless you can invite her out from the bottom of the river.”

“She won't come out.” Xue Liangliang said with certainty.

“You believe her words so much?”

“I know, she's afraid. She told me that the Jiangshang Dragon King family is already staring at her.”

“Then Brother Liangliang, next time you go back to my hometown to visit, you can conveniently tell her that the Dragon King family is also your maternal home.”

Xue Liangliang raised his head, his face with a proud smile: “Yo, I have so much face, eh?”

“Um, being a son-in-law is not easy, and the maternal home doesn't easily get angry.”

“Hahaha, you stinky boy!” Xue Liangliang laughed and scolded, then reached out and hugged the young man's arm. “Thanks, Xiao Yuan.”

“Don't be polite, you're a big stronghold master.”

“What stronghold master?”

The bandit stronghold of the affordable store at Haihe University, the person listed as the head on the business license was Xue Liangliang.

Luo Gong and Xue Liangliang wanted to first accompany Zhao Hui to send Jingjing to the hospital, and then the two of them still had to rush to Huangshan overnight. Li Zhuoyuan didn't take the same car as them but chose to call a taxi himself. Sitting in the taxi, he looked at the city night scene. He arrived at the destination and paid the fare. As soon as he turned around, he saw Runsheng, Yinmeng, and Tan Wenbin carrying equipment under the streetlight in front. The shadows of the three people were pulled very long. Li Zhuoyuan turned around, waved his hand, and shouted:

“Let's go, team building.”

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