Corpse Retriever

Li Zhuiyuan sat on the ground, rubbing his temples gently with both hands.

He was a little tired after the first control of death, and needed to relax as soon as possible, because he still had a lot of things to do next.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will usher in his biggest overdraft.

This overdraft will most likely cause serious damage to his body.

He knew it clearly, but he still decided to do it.

Because he was angry.

An emotion that was very precious to him.

At this time, the girl and the woman knelt down in front of him.

Seeing this, Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand, but it had no effect.

He had already released the control over them. Logically, they should stand still now, or one went back to the rice jar and the other went back to the bed.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up helplessly, and the mother and daughter also stood up.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table and sat down in his original position.

The girl and the woman also stood up and followed, and then sat down on the right side of Li Zhuiyuan.

Originally, Tan Wenbin was sleeping there.

Now, he was sandwiched between the left and the right.

In this regard, Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to adjust it, so that at least Binbin, who was sleeping soundly, would not fall.

However, the expressions and movements on their faces began to distort slightly when they sat down, which seemed to indicate some kind of loss of control.

Although Li Zhuiyuan did not understand the principle, he roughly knew how to deal with it:

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you.

Now, please be patient for a while. Zhou Yong is just a knife that is instructed by others. You don't want to let go of the culprit who really caused you to suffer this torture, right?"

The girl and the woman were quiet again when they heard this.

"Brother Runsheng, control Zhou Yong first, call me when you are done, I will take a nap first."

"Okay, don't worry, Xiaoyuan."

At this time, Zhou Yong was stuck in the corner by Runsheng, and the Yellow River shovel was fixed on the other's neck, trapping him physically.

Now he is very weak. Although he is still trying to push the shovel away with his hands, he is too weak to resist.

Runsheng walked to the sack, took out the soul-returning basket and the homecoming net, and spread them on the ground.

He took out his own box of ink, pressed his ten fingers in sequence, and then made gestures according to specific steps, grabbing each position of the homecoming net in turn. Finally, he clasped the net rope with his ten fingers, put his hands together, and slapped it hard. In this way, the homecoming net was evenly and symmetrically smeared with red marks, and the effect could be guaranteed.

The whole process was very smooth, very ritualistic, and very ornamental, but lacked practicality.

After all, not every dead person can stand there motionless, giving you enough time to prepare the utensils.

Of course, Runsheng also wanted to be like Xiaoyuan, with a touch of red mud on his fingertips and a casual application on it, and the utensils could be "opened".

He tried it, but failed. Xiaoyuan's simplicity and casualness were based on calculations. Xiaoyuan knew where to apply and how much to apply, and Xiaoyuan also taught him, but he couldn't calculate it.

After completing the preparations on the soul-returning basket and the home-returning net, Runsheng put the soul-returning basket on Zhou Yong's head, pulled it down, and then wrapped it with the home-returning net, wrapping Zhou Yong like a zongzi.

Finally, Runsheng took out the talisman paper drawn by Xiaoyuan himself and pasted it on Zhou Yong's head.

Each time it was pasted, it changed color. After tearing it off and pasting a new one, it continued to change color. After tearing and pasting seven pieces in a row, Runsheng stopped, and it was considered to have completed the last step of the ceremony.

For this action, even Zhou Yong's turbid eyes seemed to reveal some confusion and doubt.

Li Zhuiyuan told Runsheng that the talisman paper he drew was useless, but Runsheng didn't believe it. He thought Xiaoyuan was being modest.

After packing, Runsheng turned his back and carried Zhou Yong on his back in the way of carrying a corpse.

At this time, Tan Wenbin woke up.

He felt so tired, as if his body was hollowed out.

He raised his head in a daze, opened his eyes, looked at the girl on his left, then turned his head and looked at the woman on his right.

He felt that he had not woken up yet and was still in a dream, so he closed his eyes and fell back.

Soon, he opened his eyes again, looked to the left, and then to the right.

He swallowed his saliva.

He sat up suddenly, and just as he was about to scream, his mouth was covered by Runsheng's hand.

"Woo woo woo..."

"Shh."

Tan Wenbin nodded.

Runsheng took his hand away.

Tan Wenbin turned his head and looked, and at this time Runsheng leaned sideways to push Li Zhuiyuan gently, and Zhou Yong on his back was face to face with Tan Wenbin.

Li Zhuiyuan woke up and saw that Runsheng was ready, so he stood up too. However, he still asked with concern:

"Brother Binbin, are you okay?"

"I...what's wrong with me? Oh, I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Go back to Uncle Shan's house and sleep."

"No, I'm still okay, I can still help." Tan Wenbin stood up tremblingly, finally freed from the restraints, then bent down and began to breathe heavily.

"Brother Binbin, eat more good food recently to replenish yourself."

"Well, I will. I didn't expect that my body was so weak before."

"Brother Runsheng, let's go."

The three of them left the house and walked down the small dam.

Then, there was a sound of locking the door in the house, and then the lights were turned off. Under the moonlight, a figure flashed in the kitchen and the bedroom.

Because Zhou Yong left the scope of the house, the girl and the woman could only return to their previous positions and wait for Zhou Yong to come home.

This is the life Zhou Yong wants to maintain.

Li Zhuiyuan turned back and stared at the well on the dam.

"Brother Runsheng, you stay here."

"Okay."

"Brother Binbin, do you still have strength?"

Tan Wenbin nodded vigorously: "Yes."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, it's okay, believe me."

Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin walked back to the small dam. Because Runsheng was still outside with Zhou Yong on his back, the girl and woman in the house were not pulled up to move.

Li Zhuiyuan lifted the bamboo hat on the well cover, picked up the rope on the bucket next to him, tied it around himself, and threw the other end of the rope to Tan Wenbin.

"Hold it tightly."

"Okay." To be on the safe side, Tan Wenbin also wrapped the rope around himself twice and made a "done" gesture.

Li Zhuiyuan held a flashlight in his left hand and his smaller Yellow River shovel in his right hand, went down the well, and lowered himself little by little until he was half a meter away from the water surface.

At the mouth of the well, Tan Wenbin stuck himself there. His arms were weak now, so he could only use his body as a slot.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, Li Zhuiyuan saw the patterns carved on the wall of the well.

There was movement in the water below his feet. When the flashlight was shone downward, he could see a thick water snake swimming under the water.

Li Zhuiyuan was not worried about the snake because it was trapped underwater and could not get out of the water.

Picking up the Yellow River shovel, Li Zhuiyuan began to change the patterns here.

It was very cold in the well, but he began to sweat from the heat.

It was much more difficult to modify the patterns left by others than to re-arrange them by himself, and the deduction amount was also greater.

But there was no way. First, time did not allow it, and second, it was difficult for Li Zhuiyuan to gather the materials for arranging these.

The most important thing was that it was easier to trap and kill the other party on the premise of retaining the layout of others.

An hour later, Li Zhuiyuan pulled the rope.

Above, although his body was painfully strangled, Tan Wenbin, who had rested for a while, began to pull the rope out slowly.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was gradually rising, looked down at the water surface under his feet.

The water snake was still there, but it was not as lively as before, and under the illumination of the flashlight, the snake body under the water surface showed bright and diverse colors.

A smile appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's face. This is right. Things like flowers in the mirror and moon in the water are still too low-level.

Coming out of the well and breathing fresh air, Li Zhuiyuan wiped the sweat on his face. He felt a sticky feeling on the back of his hand. The flashlight shone it and it was red.

"Xiaoyuan, you have a nosebleed." Tan Wenbin began to look for paper on his body.

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan raised his head, took the paper ball and stuffed it into his nose, and then he untied the rope on his body.

"Xiaoyuan, are you too tired?"

"Fortunately, it's okay." Li Zhuiyuan didn't care. He just went to where he was.

After carefully checking that there were no blood stains on the ground, he put the hat back on the wellhead and restored the place.

After walking down the small dam, Li Zhuiyuan signaled Runsheng that he could go.

When he came to the river, Li Zhuiyuan walked in front with a compass in his hand, silently reciting "Liu's Qi-Watching Secret" while pointing out the points that needed to be dug and raised to Runsheng.

When he reached the bridge, Li Zhuiyuan slumped on the ground, tilted his neck and asked: "Brother Runsheng, did you remember everything just now?"

"Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, I remember everything."

"Hurry up and start working."

"Yeah!"

Runsheng put Zhou Yong down from his back, picked up the Yellow River shovel and started digging and paving.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, can I help?"

"No need, Brother Binbin, you stay and help me deal with the nosebleed, it's a little unstoppable."

"Oh. OK."

Runsheng is strong, and the Yellow River shovel is suitable for this environment. He will be more efficient and less likely to make mistakes if he works alone.

On this side, Tan Wenbin finally stopped Xiaoyuan's nosebleed again, and asked with concern:

"Xiaoyuan, are you really okay?"

"No."

"So, what are we doing here?"

"Someone tricked us and almost killed us all. Now I am planning a counterattack."

"Okay, I understand."

On the ground behind, Zhou Yong was still squirming.

Tan Wenbin looked at him, a little frightened, even though they had sat at the same table before, he was still afraid of death.

"Brother Binbin, when we go back this time, I will teach you some ways to deal with death."

"Really? That's great!"

Then, the two said in unison:

"Keep it a secret from your dad."

"Keep it a secret from my dad!"

After that, they both laughed.

Runsheng can't do the work of two people alone, and he really needs another helper. The previous situation is very much like a game of leading sheep and wolves across the river. One of him and Runsheng must stay there to watch Zhou Yong to prevent accidents.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to rest. He was very sleepy.

Just when he was sleeping soundly, he was woken up: "Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan."

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, which were full of bloodshot.

Runsheng felt a little distressed, but did not speak to dissuade him. Instead, he asked: "I just did everything you said, what should I do next?"

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and walked under the bridge with a compass.

Runsheng protected him and went down together, fearing that the boy would fall and be washed away by the river if he was not careful.

Li Zhuiyuan began to talk about the places under the bridge that needed to be modified. There was no need to use a major project. It was still a small modification on the original basis. Runsheng could do it alone with tools.

In addition, Li Zhuiyuan also found that although Runsheng was not good at calculation, he had a good memory. He could remember everything he said clearly and did it without any mistakes.

"Did you remember it clearly, Runsheng?"

"I remember it clearly."

"Yes."

Li Zhuiyuan responded and fell forward.

Runsheng was quick and picked him up and returned to the shore. After telling Tan Wenbin to take good care of Xiaoyuan, he took the tools and climbed up the bridge from the side.

Tan Wenbin had prepared clean water and paper balls, but this time Li Zhuiyuan, who was in a semi-comatose state, did not have a nosebleed again, but blood was flowing out of the corners of his eyes.

"This..."

He first used water to help clean it, but found that the blood in the corners of his eyes soon flowed out again after wiping it clean, but this eye is not a nostril, and he didn't know how to stop the bleeding.

He could only put Li Zhuiyuan's head on his legs and help massage the boy's temples with both hands, hoping to relieve his fatigue.

"Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan..."

Li Zhuiyuan was woken up again, and after opening his eyes, he asked:

"Brother Runsheng, why are you covered in blood..."

"Xiaoyuan, I'm fine, it's your eyes that are bleeding."

"Oh." Li Zhuiyuan then realized that his vision was bloody red.

He stood up with difficulty, squatted down to the river, scooped up water and began to wash his eyes.

Although he could still see blood dripping, his vision was much clearer.

Looking back, he saw that Runsheng was covered in mud and lime, and his hands and feet were all worn out and bleeding.

"Xiaoyuan, check it out."

"Yes."

"Come on, I'll carry you down the river."

Runsheng carried Li Zhuiyuan on his back and walked into the river. Li Zhuiyuan raised his head. He did not check the "construction details", but directly checked the Feng Shui pattern.

After wiping his eyes three times to remove the blood stains, he confirmed that the Feng Shui pattern here had been changed by himself.

"Brother Runsheng, you did a great job."

"What do you need me to do next?"

"Brother Runsheng, you can rest now."

"Then let's go back to my uncle's house to sleep. I think you really can't hold on any longer."

"No, I have one last and most important thing to do."

"Let me do it."

Li Zhuiyuan was silent.

Runsheng understood.

"Then can you hold on?"

"You have to hold on even if you can't. We don't have much time. They will come tomorrow night at the earliest."

There are two types of Feng Shui patterns, one is natural and the other is man-made.

Natural patterns are long-lasting. Unless there is a sudden large-scale change in the terrain, the only thing that can change this natural pattern is the vicissitudes of life.

Therefore, the ancients usually chose to bury their graves here, relying on the long-lasting natural patterns.

Man-made patterns are like cutting a net in a river to raise fish by yourself. If you don't maintain and repair it regularly, after a period of time, the fishing net will inevitably be broken, and the fish inside will return to the stream.

The layout of this small river basin is very simple and fragile. When checking during the day, Li Zhuiyuan found that there was a deviation, and it was time for the other party to repair it.

Of course, the other party can also not come to repair it, but at least they have to come to check the results of the "exercise questions".

So, Zhou Yong was actually deceived. What he thought was long-lasting actually had a staged shelf life. If the other party did not come to maintain it, he would soon rot in the river or at home, along with his wife and daughter.

In short, this matter cannot be delayed. Before dawn, I must complete all the arrangements, and then have a good rest...recover from my injuries.

Back to the shore, Li Zhuiyuan sat down in front of Zhou Yong.

Enter the Yin.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin beside him disappeared, leaving only Zhou Yong, who is now very weak, like a fish that has been on the shore for a long time.

This is good, because Li Zhuiyuan is also very tired now.

The weak frequencies of both parties are now well matched, and soon, they have achieved the same frequency.

This also made Li Zhuiyuan have a new discovery, that is, when the dead fall is beaten to the point of death, it is easier to complete the steps in the black book and control it.

But there is a paradox here. If the dead fall can be easily solved by other means, then why bother to control it?

At present, it is very difficult to maintain a dead fall. You have to create a suitable living environment for it and maintain it regularly, and you have to be on guard against the other party's betrayal at all times.

The existence of the dead fall is destined to make it rebel.

The mother and daughter before, when I did not directly kill Zhou Yong, quickly showed signs of losing control.

The only exception now is the little yellow warbler.

But the little yellow warbler was able to exist longer because of the "it" in the fish pond, and at present, Li Zhuiyuan did not know where the little yellow warbler went. Perhaps... it had been taken underground with that it.

Wei Zhengdao also said in the black book that this was a powerful means to deal with the dead fall, not the "Taming Manual".

Because you can't expect a thing that is always in torment to be loyal to you for a long time.

Wei Zhengdao saw this very clearly, but Wei Zhengdao's friend didn't. He succeeded in raising the animal, but the price was that he also became a dead animal.

That's why Li Zhuiyuan thought that guy was very stupid. Which animal trainer trains animals for the purpose of locking himself in a cage?

"Come on, Zhou Yong, let me see your memory."

Li Zhuiyuan put his hand on Zhou Yong's forehead.

He was very tired now, so he had no intention of savoring the tragic and sad scenes of Zhou Yong after his wife and daughter fell ill. He quickly skipped these and only stayed at a few key points.

The first one was the words coming from outside the window when Zhou Yong was lying on the bed crying for his deceased wife.

Zhou Yong ran out, but he didn't find anyone. That person only left a letter.

The letter said that he could help him keep his wife and daughter by his side.

After his daughter died, the voice appeared again. Zhou Yong went out again, but still didn't find anyone. It was another letter with exactly the same content.

One night after his wife and daughter died, Zhou Yong sat in the house drinking alone. The voice appeared again, but he still didn't see anyone. After picking up the letter outside the house and opening it, he found that the letter described the specific method.

Li Zhuiyuan sighed. He had to say that the other party was very clean.

Obviously doing bad things, but leaving no traces or footsteps, this kind of behavior logic is very similar to Grandma Liu and others.

This is not to say that Liu Yumei is also bad, but these two groups of people have always been taboo about something, fearing that they will be involved.

For example, this group of people is obviously doing extremely disgusting bad things, but they have not really dirty their hands.

Even if it is very likely that they killed the girls and women, for them who have been bedridden for a long time, death at that time is a kind of relief, similar to euthanasia in the West.

When they kill them, they will not have resentment, but will be grateful in their hearts.

Of course, this is because they don’t know what is waiting for them after death... In fact, if I hadn’t told them, their hatred would only be focused on Zhou Yong.

Hands and feet, too clean.

Is this the awe of that taboo?

This is why, when I proposed a plan to Black Cat, Black Cat was very surprised: Can you righteous people really do this?

It turns out that there is indeed such a righteous rule.

However, Li Zhuiyuan did not think of retreating because of this.

For him, the worst that could happen is that after the work is done, he can go home and hug his grandfather more.

This Zhou Yong is really interesting. Just based on three letters, he really took out all his family's wealth to build the bridge.

But thinking of the portrait of Jesus in his house, it is understandable. This man is superstitious about such things and is a fool who is easy to fool.

He would rather live a tight life at home than give money to those swindlers who dance the gods. He also thinks that he is very smart and wise, and thinks that everyone else is drunk and he is the only one who is sober.

Li Zhuiyuan forced himself to cheer up and said from Zhou Yong's perspective:

"Now, let me tell you, you come and see, I will tell you... the truth."

The third step of Wei Zhengdao's black book: cheat!

Zhou Yong's perspective was re-adjusted to the time before Zhou Yong came home from playing cards and found his wife dead. As soon as Zhou Yong approached his own dam, he heard a conversation from behind the house:

"Okay, I've killed his wife."

"It's better to kill her. It's really a waste of time if she doesn't die."

"This way, when he comes back and sees it, he will be heartbroken, and it will be convenient for us to carry out the next plan."

"Is the letter ready?"

"Okay, but don't you want to leave the specific operation now?"

"No, his daughter is not dead yet."

Li Zhuiyuan forced himself to stay alert and continued to adjust the perspective screen to the time before Zhou Yong found his daughter dead.

The same scene, the same eavesdropping, and even just a few small changes in the dialogue.

It's not that Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to do the work more carefully, but he was almost unable to hold on.

He knew very well that this kind of forced and rough modification of memory would cause Zhou Yong's original memory chain to become disordered.

If it were a normal death, you wouldn't do this. After a person faints, they can quickly dispel and forget the wrong memory, just like a normal person's dream last night.

But Li Zhuiyuan believed Zhou Yong, because he was really easy to deceive.

And he also "adapted" it based on facts, which was in line with the internal logic of the memory chain.

Continue to fiddle, and return to the scene where Zhou Yong sat in the house drinking after his wife and daughter died.

Outside, there was a conversation:

"Okay, we killed his wife and children, and now we can proceed to the next plan."

"Well, he's so stupid. I've thrown the letter here, and he will do what we told him to do in the letter like he's grabbing a lifeline."

"You throw it, he's coming out soon."

"Well."

Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to deepen and enrich the last conversation, but he couldn't hold it anymore. It was difficult to maintain the state of walking in the dark, and the perspective picture was also turbulent and broken.

But it should be okay.

Li Zhuiyuan released all his strength and closed his eyes.

When he wanted to open his eyes again, he found that he couldn't open them at all, as if his eyes were blocked.

He knew that his walk was over, because he heard the voices of Runsheng and Tan Wenbin.

"Runsheng, why can't the blood stop? It's so scary."

"Wipe it again, I'll get some clean water."

"Brother Binbin."

"Xiaoyuan, you're awake, don't worry, we're trying to stop the bleeding for you."

"Brother Binbin, take a look at Zhou Yong and tell me how he is now."

"He... he keeps shaking his head, as if he has epilepsy, but don't worry, he can't get rid of the basket and the net."

"Keep staring at him and tell me about his changes, I can't see it now."

Runsheng walked back, and soon, Li Zhuiyuan felt a cool feeling flowing in his eyes.

Now, he can open his eyes, but his vision is pitch black, and he can't see anything.

"Xiaoyuan, why are your eyes dull? Can you see clearly how many fingers I raised?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Now, even Liu Jinxia, ​​who suffers from cataracts, can boast of her good eyesight in front of him.

He is no different from being blind now.

"Xiaoyuan, will your eyes be okay?"

"Brother Xiaoyuan, don't scare me!"

"Don't worry, I just overdrawn. I can't see now, but I'm not really blind. I will recover slowly after resting."

There is a similar record in "The Righteous Way to Subdue Demons": Blindness, recovery after ten months, then know moderation.

Wei Zhengdao, also overdrawn like this before, but he finally recovered.

It is the "ten months" here that is not easy to interpret. It can refer to one month, ten months, or ten days to one month.

Li Zhuiyuan thinks that the third interpretation is the most appropriate. If he was really blind for ten months, Wei Zhengdao would have a heavier and more fearful tone when writing this passage. It would not be "just know how to control oneself", but "horrified" and "like a new life".

"Xiaoyuan, the mucus in Zhou Yong's eyes faded, and his eyes turned red again. He looked very angry."

"Is he staring at the three of us?"

"No, no, he didn't look at us."

"Well, it's done."

Hatred has been transferred.

"Brother Runsheng, take down the net and basket, and put Zhou Yong in the water."

"Okay!"

Although this request is unreasonable, Runsheng never asks why.

He brought Zhou Yong to the river, took the net and basket, and then looked at the man who was still floundering on the shore like a dead fish, raised his foot, and kicked him back into the river.

As soon as he entered the water, the half-dead Zhou Yong suddenly became active and dived into the water.

"Xiaoyuan, let's go to the hospital." Tan Wenbin said.

"Brother Binbin, please take a little more effort and take me home on the tricycle.

Brother Runsheng, you stay here and take care of Uncle Shan and my great grandfather.

Starting tomorrow, go to Zhou Yong's dam once in the morning and evening to check the situation. If you don't see the mother and daughter sitting on the dam and waving to you, you can come to this river to search, you should be able to catch dead fish."

"Xiaoyuan, is there anything else to pay attention to?"

"Remember to recalculate the money with the village chief."

"Okay." Runsheng agreed and turned to look at Tan Wenbin, "Can you still ride a bike?"

"No problem."

Runsheng asked sincerely and concernedly: "You look very tired now, do you want me to slap you to wake you up?"

"No, no, I will slap myself when I ride a bike."

"Be safe and don't let Xiaoyuan get into trouble."

"Of course, don't worry."

Runsheng packed up his things and carried Li Zhuiyuan back home himself.

Inside the house, the two drunk old men snored loudly.

This time, I helped my great grandfather solve a problem again.

However, the boy didn't mind helping the grandfather to resolve these disasters. Because staying with the grandfather, he can do things more freely, and the grandfather's consistent behavioral logic is not in line with the so-called righteousness.

Of course, it is also possible that the current righteousness is false and wrong, and the grandfather's style of doing things is the real defense of the righteousness.

But think about it from another angle. If I hadn't come, the grandfather might not have encountered this incident.

Because, without me, the grandfather couldn't find Zhou Yong's house with the compass.

The dawn is beginning to appear.

Completely exhausted, Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting on the tricycle and blowing the cool morning breeze, was no longer sleepy.

Although he couldn't see anything in his eyes, he was in a very happy mood and even hummed a nursery rhyme "Let's Row the Oars".

All the previous achievements were too easy. In the subject of "corpse recovery", he felt the feeling of a poor student for the first time.

I am studying hard and looking forward to a little progress, but you dare to frame me and cheat!

Why?

Then I'll kill you.

Tan Wenbin slapped himself while riding his bike, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard the singing behind him.

The boy sitting behind him seemed to give him a terrifying maturity beyond his appearance age from the very beginning. Many times, he felt that his father was suppressed in front of the boy.

Therefore, the "brother" he called was not a flattery, because the boy was smarter and more mature than himself.

Now, when he heard the boy singing, he was happy for the boy in his heart. This is really the way a child looks.

"Are you happy, Xiaoyuan?"

"Yes, very happy."

...

The tricycle drove safely to the dam of his home. Tan Wenbin, who was riding the bike, was almost swollen from being slapped.

When he arrived at the place, he pulled the brakes dizzily, then fell to the ground and fell asleep.

He was busy all day and night. Not only was he frightened frequently, but he was also sucked out of his yang energy by death. It was a miracle for a normal person to be able to hold on until now.

Liu Yumei and Aunt Liu were eating breakfast. Seeing this, they dropped their chopsticks and ran over.

Li Zhuiyuan was grabbed by Liu Yumei and Liu Ting on the left and right hands respectively, and then the two looked at each other.

Auntie Liu let go of her hand, dragged Tan Wenbin back to the dining table on the first floor, and went back to the house to get medicine.

Liu Yumei stared at Li Zhuiyuan with a gloomy face and sighed.

Li Zhuiyuan liked this quiet atmosphere very much. There was no extra concern and inquiry, and everyone could see clearly.

In fact, because he couldn't see now, no one had to manage their expressions.

The world suddenly became much simpler.

Until his hand was held by a pair of soft and warm hands.

The monotonous world immediately became rich and full.

"Ali, come here, I want to tell you a secret."

Ali came closer and pressed herself against the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that his lips touched the girl's hair, and she pressed her ear against him.

"I'm telling you, there is a group of people who want to plot against me. I'm very angry. I have made arrangements and I will definitely kill them."

Liu Yumei certainly heard this whisper.

She originally thought that her granddaughter would be angry at the boy for making her look like this, but who would have thought that after the boy finished speaking, two clear dimples appeared on her granddaughter's face.

"Ali, I can't see now, take me back to the house."

Li Zhuiyuan felt that the girl was holding her hand with one hand and holding her arm with the other hand.

In the past, he always led the girl in front.

After entering the house, he went upstairs step by step, returned to his room, and sat on the bed.

Li Zhuiyuan lay down and reached out to touch the quilt, but touched nothing.

But soon, the quilt was covered on his stomach, and even the folding method was what he was used to.

The girl left, and Li Zhuiyuan heard the door open.

After a while, the door opened again, and the girl came back, and then Li Zhuiyuan felt a wet towel wiping his face.

Wipe for a while, fold it, and continue to wipe, just like when he wiped her in the past.

It turned out that she had been learning.

The door of the room opened again, and it was the footsteps of an adult.

"Xiaoyuan, lie still, I'll apply the medicine for you."

"Thank you, Aunt Liu."

The ointment was applied to the eyes, and then tied around the back of the head with a cloth.

A comfortable feeling rippled in the eye sockets, followed by deep fatigue.

Forcing himself not to sleep, Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Aunt Liu, how long will it take for my eyes to heal?"

"Ten months."

Li Zhuiyuan: "..."

Aunt Liu laughed, "Haha, a month, you can also be quiet."

Li Zhuiyuan also smiled.

"Stinky boy, how can you still laugh?"

"A month, just to finish the summer vacation, and not delay the start of school."

...

During the day, Li Sanjiang woke up. After learning that Xiaoyuan and Zhuangzhuang had gone back, he didn't take it seriously, but picked up his things and led Runsheng to walk around the river for several more times.

Runsheng originally wanted to accompany Li Sanjiang to kill time and go through the motions.

Then, he saw Li Sanjiang take out the compass.

The compass pointed to the south, and he followed Li Sanjiang to the bridge.

Under the bridge, Li Sanjiang untied his belt and urinated.

When men urinate, they often don't like to stare down, but look around with their chests full of clouds.

He saw the monument under the bridge and sighed:

"Runsheng Hou, is this Zhou Yong from your village?"

"Yes, uncle."

"Tsk tsk, he must be very rich, donating to build a bridge by himself."

"Uh... I don't know the villagers very well."

"You don't know anyone from your village?"

"Uncle, you know that my grandfather and I are in this business, and we rarely come into contact with villagers on weekdays."

"It shouldn't be, don't you have a bad relationship in the village? Who doesn't like a country boy who loses money when playing cards?"

"Most of the time, my grandfather doesn't have money in his pocket to play cards."

"Oh, that's right."

Runsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had squeezed out all his wisdom and finally got rid of this matter.

But then, a scene that made Runsheng dumbfounded appeared.

Li Sanjiang took the compass and walked south to the bridge. There was a river bend in front of him, and there was no way, so he followed the compass in the opposite direction and walked north.

Zhou Yong's family happened to live in the northern corner of the village.

Runsheng followed Li Sanjiang and walked to the front of Zhou Yong's house, with a look of seeing a ghost.

My grandfather always said that Uncle Sanjiang was incompetent. What is incompetent?

Xiaoyuan spent a lot of effort to find Zhou Yong's house last night. Uncle Sanjiang found it in the time it took to pee!

"Hahaha, hello!"

Li Sanjiang raised his hand and waved to the mother and daughter sitting on the dam.

Because Runsheng, a native of the village, happened to be standing next to him, he could see the mother and daughter.

"Uncle, let's not go forward." Runsheng decided that if Li Sanjiang continued to move forward, he would carry Li Sanjiang away even if he had to carry him.

"No, no, there's only the mother and daughter at home, what's the point of going? It's boring."

The women are at home, and it's not appropriate for a grown man like me to get close to them.

But Runsheng had another interpretation of this. Did Uncle Sanjiang know Zhou Yong wasn't at home at a glance?

After wandering around until the afternoon, Li Sanjiang returned to Uncle Shan's house.

The village chief was also in the yard and asked about the progress. Li Sanjiang patted his chest and said don't worry, they'll find him soon.

After the village chief left, there were many remaining height liquor last night, and the village chief sent some small marinated vegetables in advance.

The old man sat down and continued to drink.

Drinking it, he drank again.

When Li Sanjiang remembered what he was doing here, he planned to get up and say that while the sky was not dark, he went around.

Uncle Shan took him, let him continue to drink with himself, and then urged Run Sheng to go out and then turn around.

Runsheng responded, and he went out when he copied things. Xiao Yuan had ordered him to watch it sooner or later.

He ran to Zhou Yongjiaba.

this time,

The mother and daughter on the dam did not appear again.

Nympho

night.

A boy sitting on his shoulders was walking along the river.

This view is a pair of father and son who came out to take a walk at night.

But the conversation between them was shocking, because an adult man called the boy on his neck ... Dad.

"Dad, Liu Blind's house, the trustee returned the money, what should we do?"

"Go another trip to the other day, the price doubles, I don't believe she is unhappy."

"Okay, their home, is it really that important?"

"Very important, their family is really hard, especially the little granddaughter called Cui Cui."

"Dad, did you see her?"

The dwarf took a slap on the man's head, and the man screamed.

"You are stupid, so marry home hard, do you look forward to your dad early, right?"

"Dad, if you didn't mean that, what did you do?"

"What do you do, useful, if you can climb the relationship with their family, there will be something in the future to let them carry it. They are hard and can carry things, one family, and one change to one. "

"Then why don't we just force them ..."

"Forcibly fart, I forgot how your dad, how do I teach you? The most taboo for our line is to commit white things. Even if you want to do your own abacus, you must pay attention to one way and clean up your hands and feet.

Otherwise, God knows when it will fall down, and you don't know how to die.

Our father and son, a dwarf, a giant disease, is not easy to live. Not only does God look at us, but even the world looks at us separately, so be careful, understand? "

"I know, dad."

"By the way, remember to go to Liu Blin's house next time, remind me to ask the boy's situation."

"Dad, do you remember that boy, isn't it just a child?"

"I always think that the child has seen me through me."

"How is it possible, dad, do you think too much? You are outside, everyone thinks you are my son."

"No wrong, the boy just looked through me. He seemed to see my inner thoughts at a glance. You were in it at the time, you don't know, the boy's eyes are too scary."

"Is that boy and dad have the same illness?"

"I don't know, so I have to check again next time I go to Siyuan Village. It is best to go to the boy's house. Oh, by the way, the quiet woman next to the boy is really beautiful, follow People in TV are the same. "

"I saw it too, isn't she hard?"

"I can't see it, it should not be hard."

"Then be a daughter -in -law?"

"Oh, you are your son, do you understand the rules, where can you get you first."

"Dad, not so dad like you."

"Well, don't talk nonsense, go to the ground, go down the river, call out the idiot, and see how the results you get started last time, let your dad test your results."

"Rest assured, dad, no problem."

The man walked down the river with a dwarf, and was about to come up with something to summon. Who knew that a bubble suddenly floated in front of him.

The back was revealed, and then flipped slowly, and in the end, Zhou Yong's body was revealed.

"Dad, you see, how clever the death I raised, I don't have to summon, I came out."

"It's really good, son, I said, in this line, I really haven't seen anyone, more talented than you."

"That's."

"roar!"

Suddenly, the mucus in Zhou Yong's eyes faded, turned into red, and rushed directly to the man.

"Dad!" The man screamed.

The dwarf on his head took out a piece of rune paper and passed the head on Zhou Yong's head. Zhou Yong stopped the movement at once.

"Dad, it's terrible, what happened to it just now?"

"Deadly falling out of control, it is also common, don't take responsibility ..."

The bridge head set off the yin wind, and the evil spirits in the river were boiling.

The rune paper on Zhou Yong's forehead was burned instantly.

"roar!"

Zhou Yong's hands pierced and pierced the man's chest, and then bit his mouth to the man's neck.

"Click! Click!"

The sound of skeletal break is so crispy.

The man was fluttered and fell into the river.

"How can this, how can this, no, this is impossible!"

The dwarf was rushing in the water. He couldn't believe everything in front of him. Why did things develop so?

In the river, blood and crushing appeared, and Zhou Yong continued to fluttering to the dwarf.

"Damn, you damn, you return my son!"

The dwarf face is twisted, and it is no longer like a child.

There was a stabbing rope in his hand, and his body was like a fish in the water. He rushed to Zhou Yong's back smartly, and the rope was put on Zhou Yong's neck, tightening vigorously.

"Ahhh!!!"

Zhou Yong howled, his neck was melting quickly.

However, when Zhou Yong just appeared and roared, the cover of the well on his dam slipped off.

The colorful water snake under the well also opened its mouth and hissed silently upwards, and then its body collapsed and turned into pus.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The windows of the bedroom and kitchen of the house were directly knocked away. After two women, one big and one small, jumped out, they moved towards the river at a very fast speed.

Runsheng was also running towards the river, and suddenly saw two figures passing by his side. He recognized who they were, but he didn't know why. When the mother and daughter moved now, their feet were sliding on the ground, like two fast-sliding snakes.

Then, they jumped into the river together, and only two ripples appeared on the water surface.

"You deserve to die, you killed my son, that's my son!!!"

The dwarf used the rope in his hand to almost cut Zhou Yong's neck in half, and Zhou Yong's breath was also rapidly weakening, and the evil spirit quickly dissipated.

This kind of Feng Shui pattern of the evil position has a short effect.

But at this moment, Zhou Yong suddenly stretched out his arms and grabbed the dwarf's two feet.

The dwarf didn't care at all, he just knew that this dead thing was about to be cut to death by him.

But at this moment, he turned his head to look to his side, and there seemed to be something under the water.

Suddenly, two figures rushed out from under the water, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed the dwarf respectively, and began to bite wildly.

Their eyes were like snake eyes, and every time they bit, the blood flowing from the dwarf's wound was not red but black.

"Ah!!!"

The dwarf screamed, and he wanted to shake it off, but the three dead things swarmed him tightly at close range, leaving him no room for maneuver even if he was more flexible.

In the end, he was unwilling to accept it, his face turned blue-gray poisoned, and he lost all vitality. Together with the three dead bodies, he slowly sank into the river.

After Li Zhuiyuan tampered with his memory, Zhou Yong's resentment changed from his obsession that his wife and daughter could continue to accompany him to revenge for his broken family.

When the enemy died, his revenge was completed, and his resentment began to dissipate.

Even if an accident occurred, there was another layer of protection, that is, the Feng Shui of this river was changed by Li Zhuiyuan to counteract the evil spirits, and the evil spirits in this area were ignited in a short time to create a boiling effect, naturally including the dead bodies.

In short, Zhou Yong completely died.

As soon as he ended, his wife and daughter, who were ghosts because of him, were finally freed.

After all of them sank into the water together, they slowly dispersed and floated again, only the mother and daughter were still hugging each other.

When Runsheng ran to the river, he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him. There were many floating corpses on the river.

"Xiao Yuan, you're right. Fish, so many dead fish!"