Corpse Retriever

Plans can never catch up with changes.

Originally, Li Zhuiyuan wanted to make small dishes, with each dish marked with a sequence, and cooked one by one; now that all the dishes are put into the pot together, he will change to a hodgepodge method, which is also a good dish.

Anyway, he is here to take revenge. If he can lean on the door of his enemy and watch the excitement while taking revenge, it will be double the joy.

"Remember, no matter what happens, if you can come out to solve it, you must not dawdle inside. We have a formation arranged outside, and it is useless to use it. There is also our retreat there."

"Understood."

"I know."

When he reached the temple gate, Li Zhuiyuan stopped.

The temple gate is not a big iron gate or a wooden door, but a half-person-high sliding design. It is nominally electric, but it is actually hand-pulled. Even a child can easily flip over it.

However, with this door as the dividing line, Li Zhuiyuan smelled a different smell.

It was so strong that Yin Meng frowned, and Tan Wenbin kept twitching his nose.

It is normal for an old temple to have a bit of moldy smell, but the question is, where does this strong smell come from?

It was as if the three people were not in front of a temple at all, but a swamp that had been rotten for a long time.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the compass and looked down: a place where evil is hidden.

But the problem is, I have been here before and visited the temple. If this is the layout here, why didn't I notice it that day?

It is not impossible to subvert the Feng Shui layout. I have done this many times before, but it was all based on the original changes.

But during the visit that day, I didn't see any solid Feng Shui layout in the temple. The only thing that could barely be considered was the crack under the general statue.

Normally, unless the Feng Shui master provides sufficiently detailed standard drawings, and a large-scale construction team is hired during the day to completely renovate the General Temple...

No, even if the newly renovated Feng Shui layout can play its role, this strong smell of corruption cannot be filled in overnight. In this smell, there is a time that cannot be fast-forwarded.

Li Zhuiyuan squatted down, stretched out his left hand to grab a handful of moist soil, and while carefully rubbing and feeling it, he covered his mouth with his right hand, and whispered the perceptual adjectives in his mouth, seeking comparison with the content in the book he had read.

The premise of knowing autumn from a single leaf is to have a huge database, and the same is true for observing soil.

Tan Wenbin also squatted down, and imitated Li Zhuiyuan, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of soil, put it in front of him, and stretched out his tongue to lick it.

In an instant, I felt that I was back to the experience of trying the ear root in the mountain city.

Because he couldn't make too much noise, Tan Wenbin could only open his mouth wide and retch silently.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin in confusion: "Brother Binbin, what are you doing?"

Tan Wenbin finally recovered and said with a guilty conscience: "Learning, learning from you."

Li Zhuiyuan moved his right hand that was covering his mouth away, his palm was clean, and then he released his left hand, and the dirt fell off.

Tan Wenbin's eyes widened. It was dark and his vision was poor, so he couldn't tell the difference between his left and right hands.

Yin Meng said beside him: "He was dazzled and thought you were eating dirt, so he ate it with you."

Tan Wenbin: "You..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Water monkeys have the habit of tasting dirt, but this method is too quick and easy, it's not good."

Tan Wenbin nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, I was wrong."

Yin Meng changed the subject and asked: "Brother Xiaoyuan, why does it give me a very strange feeling inside?"

"When I first came to Jiangjun Mountain, I found this place, because it is simply a standard water burial site. In ancient times, someone should have chosen this place for water burial."

Tan Wenbin asked in confusion: "But a standard place means it is easy to be discovered, right? Shouldn't water burial be about seeking anonymity? Buried here, aren't you waiting to be stolen?"

"When the emperor built the imperial mausoleum, he generally assumed that his dynasty would last forever, and the dignitaries would also believe that their wealth could be passed down forever, so it was not surprising to build it here. They believed that this place could be guarded for generations.

This water burial, should It should have been excavated by the water monkeys long ago, and the temple built on it was also a suppression measure carried out by the ancients in accordance with tradition in such places.

Many small temples by the river, in the mountains, and in non-densely populated areas came from this. Its existence is not to facilitate people to worship and burn incense, but to suppress evil and ensure safety. Therefore, the things enshrined in the temple are often strange and bizarre. Anyway, it only takes the form and does not need to pay attention to details.

However, this kind of place also gave birth to another unique Feng Shui pattern, black and white interweaving, good and evil confronting, the living do not care, and the dead do not enter.

Some Feng Shui masters like this kind of place and will deliberately choose this place to build a Taoist temple or a house. Generally, such a place is called "Yin Yang Joint Burial" or "Yin Yang Joint Living", which combines Yin and Yang houses together. "

Yin Meng: "Then the corpse retrievers in this temple actually took a side door?"

Every industry has its own contempt chain. Among the corpse retrievers, the water monkeys are at the bottom, and they are almost expelled from the corpse retriever sequence and kicked out to live in a nest with the tomb robbers.

Among traditional corpse retrievers, there are those who take the orthodox path and those who take the unconventional path. Although the Yin family has long been in decline, they have always regarded themselves as orthodox.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Yin Meng, your family has an old house, right?"

"Yes, but it's in the countryside, no one has lived there for a long time, it's quite remote, so I didn't take you there."

"If nothing unexpected happens, your old house should also be built in this kind of Feng Shui position, because the job of the corpse collector is to walk the Yin and Yang and cross the Yellow Springs frequently. It is most appropriate to choose this kind of land to build your own house."

Yin Meng was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that the side door was actually his.

"Actually, the old house of the great grandfather is also built, but the old house of the great grandfather has been rebuilt so it is not obvious. Runsheng's old house is also the house where the mountain grandfather lives, which can be more easily seen.

This kind of house is generally built in the corners where primitive villages gather. There are no neighbors next to it. If there are, they will only be slightly adjacent to one side. It is unlikely that there will be densely surrounded neighbors.

However, these are the choices of ordinary corpse collectors. This one in front of us..." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the temple in front of him, "Being able to settle down on a large water burial site is already considered to be a very good one among our peers."

General Mountain has not been developed yet, and this temple is not famous. After careful investigation, even the general statue in the main hall is one of the four generals of the Mo family. I don't know which temple gate it was smuggled from.

As a result, they still managed to get a "protection system" and hang a sign. Although the grants and benefits were certainly pitiful, it was still a way to protect the house.

The master and apprentice were nominally staff members of this temple, but they just changed into a set of work clothes when the old owner was at home.

This set of methods opened Li Zhuiyuan's eyes.

His grandfather had to go to the police station to get a sign, but he directly hung a public sign at home.

"I don't know what they are planning, but since all the living people are here tonight and the dead are here too, it should be time to fulfill the plan.

They have now closed the door to the Yang house and opened the door to the Yin house.

When we enter the temple now, it is not like visiting during the day, but we are really entering the Yin house.

In short, be careful when you go in later, as anything weird could happen inside."

Tan Wenbin smacked his lips and said, "Fuck, that sounds amazing. If developers choose this kind of place to build houses in the future, wouldn't the owners be able to steal an extra apartment for nothing?"

Yin Meng couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "Living in the Yang house during the day, Go back to the Yin house to sleep at night, right? "

Tan Wenbin: "Is it not possible?"

Yin Meng: "Which developer would be so stupid?"

Tan Wenbin retorted: "Brother Liang said that with the great economic development in the future, the real estate will definitely soar. Yang houses are hyped up, so Yin houses can be cheap?

I watched Hong Kong dramas on TV, and the cemeteries there are sold at a very high price. Who knows, we will build commercial housing in small cities near big cities in the future to attract people from big cities to buy houses, just to provide an urn.

In the community, the living people live and the ashes are placed, isn't it the kind of Yin and Yang living together that Brother Xiaoyuan just said?"

Yin Meng felt that Tan Wenbin was talking nonsense, but didn't know how to refute.

Tan Wenbin showed a smug look on his face.

Li Zhuiyuan said calmly: "The small city next to the big city is our Nantong, isn't it?"

Tan Wenbin: "..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Okay, let's go in, the show should have started."

Yin Meng was the first to roll in. When she landed, she frowned slightly, leaned over to support herself, and then signaled that it was okay.

Li Zhuiyuan was the second to come in. When he landed, he clearly felt that the soil was soft. When he stepped on the soles of his shoes, water could seep out from all around.

After Tan Wenbin rolled in, he whispered: "Is the Yin house so wet? And it's foggy."

It was only separated by a door, but the temple was not only terribly wet, but also foggy. It was hazy and only the figures around him could be seen.

Moreover, the fog seemed to be disturbed and continued to gather here, becoming thicker and thicker.

"Follow me."

Li Zhuiyuan reached back with his right hand and grabbed Tan Wenbin's waist, and moved forward with his left hand and grabbed Yin Meng's waist.

This grab made Yin Meng shrink a little.

"Brother Xiaoyuan..."

Her waist was sensitive and itchy.

In the past, Runsheng was the one who cleared the way. When Runsheng was not around, Yin Meng, who was more capable, would naturally lead the way.

Li Zhuiyuan had to change his position, grabbing Yin Meng's waistband with his fingertips and resting his knuckles on her back.

There was no other way, he needed to use force to guide Yin Meng's direction.

And they couldn't hold hands. In the past, the two people who cleared the way and the two people who were left behind had to be on guard with both hands at all times to deal with possible changes.

They walked slowly like this and finally walked out of the fog. In front of them was a notice board with ID photos and names. There were two regular workers in the first row and two temporary workers below.

Mao Zhushan's name was in the first row, and next to him was a photo of an old man, also surnamed Mao, named Mao Chang'an.

Looking back, the thick fog behind them disappeared, and the three of them had only walked less than ten meters from the temple gate, but these ten meters seemed as long as a hundred meters.

It seems that the water monkeys who excavated this water burial back then had very good skills. While stealing well, they also preserved the original layout of the water burial to a great extent, which is why the current Yinzhai effect is so good.

Previously, this kind of "ghost fog" was a common anti-theft measure in water burials.

Yin Meng secretly reached out and pinched her waist. She felt that she was ticklish in the previous situation, which was very embarrassing and inappropriate.

Tan Wenbin whispered: "Haha, I think we can order a set of action clothes in the future and wear a bracelet on the waist."

Although it was a joke, Yin Meng rarely did not refute.

There were lights on in several places in the temple, but the lights were dim and green.

"Continue to walk along the corridor, don't go outside."

The corridor is a Yangzhai building. Although it is definitely not absolutely safe, if you walk casually in an open area, there will be too many changes.

Along the corridor, I passed an office with an open window.

Looking inside, I found that the area inside was surprisingly spacious.

According to common sense, this should be a small office of three or four square meters, or a reception desk, but now I look inside and see that it is dozens of square meters.

Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, retracted his head to look outside and inside.

He had laughed before and said that he could steal a set of area. Now it seems that he was too conservative. How many times the area was stolen?

However, the inside is empty, and the roof is flat, with only grooves around. This scene is a bit familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

He remembered that this layout is not like the ear chamber that the four people saw when they entered the underground palace?

So, the corridor he is walking now is actually the corridor in the tomb?

The corridor first passes through the office area, and there is a left turn in the middle, which leads directly to the main hall, where the general statue is located.

At this time, the lights there are the brightest, and human voices can be heard faintly.

The people who entered the temple earlier should be there.

And there is the switch between the Yin and Yang houses.

The last time I came here, I only found that there was a mezzanine under the general statue, but I didn’t expect that there was such a Qiankun arrangement. The main reason was that I was afraid of the dead sleeping on the other side, so I didn’t go to the Yin to check.

However, when I walked to the window of the second office, the scene inside was different.

Although it was still the same as the first office, small outside and very large inside, this time it was not empty inside, but there was a six-story staircase with a bed frame on the platform, and an old man was lying on the frame.

The old man had red lips and a white face, wearing a shroud, with his hands folded on his abdomen, looking peaceful.

The old man was the master of Mao Zhushan, Mao Changan, who could be seen that day, and the characteristics of a corpse collector could be seen when walking.

Is he dead?

Next to it was a mourning couplet, signed by his disciple Mao Zhushan.

Tan Wenbin was surprised and said, "The old man was killed by his disciple?"

How could it be such a coincidence that the old man, who was still in good spirits two days ago, died just when he and others were going to settle the account?

Combined with the fact that Mao Zhushan had come forward and brought everyone into the temple, it was clear that tonight's party was arranged by him, so he killed his master who might get in the way in advance.

This main office happened to correspond to the main tomb in the water burial, so from the window, the dead old man looked like he was lying on the bed frame of the main tomb.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed the door handle.

He wanted to push the door open and go in to see the dead old man, although he knew that there was no point in doing so, and the main game tonight was over there at the general statue.

But he just wanted to take a look.

However, just as the door handle turned, the wind around suddenly sounded, as if the dusty tomb was opened, causing bursts of inexplicable broken sounds.

This movement forced Li Zhuiyuan to let go.

A pool of mud accumulated outside the corridor, slowly piled up, and gradually formed the shape of a person. When the mud dispersed, a faceless body was revealed inside.

Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin immediately picked up the Yellow River shovel and prepared to go up to fight. This was the purpose of their visit tonight.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "She is far away from us. She can't see us now. Pull the net."

Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin immediately pulled out the homecoming net again and covered the three people.

Sure enough, although Qiu Minmin walked towards this side, she walked very slowly and did not pounce on her to attack like she did in the dance studio.

This is caused by the lack of corridors. Even death is restricted in this kind of Yin and Yang house.

Finally, Qiu Minmin walked onto the corridor, then immediately rose, stuck to the top of the corridor, and began to shuttle in the corridor at a very fast speed.

But because the three of them were covered by the Homecoming Net, she could not detect the presence of outsiders. Soon she returned to the main hall and sank into it.

The alarm was lifted.

Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment and looked into the office window again. The old man was motionless. The newly written elegiac couplets beside him seemed to have not yet dried, and the content was even more sincere.

Li Zhuiyuan did not try to open the door to take a look, but signaled to remove the net. The three continued to walk towards the hall, along the corridor, to the edge of the hall, and then slowly around to the hidden corner at the back, and then stopped to continue observing.

There were many small black stone lions around the hall, and bronze swords were hung above them.

This was something I didn't see when I came last time. It should be newly taken out and arranged for today.

It played a role of isolation, and this isolation was two-way. Unless there was a violent noise like before, the inside would not be able to detect the changes outside.

Normally, there were few people here at night, and the arrangement of the Yinzhai was enough to block all external interference.

However, in Li Zhuiyuan's eyes, this arrangement was very forced and casual, as if it completely ignored the special characteristics of the external environment.

Through the gaps in the doors and windows, you can only see the green lights inside, and everything else is invisible.

If you want to get in, you either break the formation or go in the dark.

"What's wrong with you?" Yin Meng reached out and pushed Tan Wenbin, who was shaking a little.

Tan Wenbin suddenly took a breath, as if he was forcing himself to be energetic, and said in a strange way: "I slept all day, but now I feel so sleepy for no reason."

At this moment, the light inside suddenly changed color and turned into milky white, with a halo spreading and overflowing.

Tan Wenbin's eyelids drooped again involuntarily, and he had to twist his thighs forcefully, but he could no longer control the tears in his eyes that wanted to sleep.

Li Zhuiyuan: "There is a ceremony going on inside."

Yin Meng: "Why don't I have this feeling?"

Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes and yawned while saying: "Because you are slow to react."

Yin Meng glared at Tan Wenbin and asked: "Brother Xiaoyuan, no matter what they are doing now, isn't this a good opportunity for us? Otherwise, break through the formation and get in?"

Li Zhuiyuan was silent.

Yin Meng was right. This was indeed a good opportunity for a sneak attack. Mao Zhushan and Ran Qiuping didn't talk about morality when they dealt with him before.

But Li Zhuiyuan looked behind him, then looked in front of him, and shook his head and said:

"No, wait a little longer, the dead under the general statue is still sleeping, and the main course has not been served yet, so let's not rush."

Yin Meng had no choice but to nod.

Tan Wenbin continued to twist his thighs hard, forcing himself not to sleep, because he was actually going to go to the underworld.

And what he said to Yin Meng before was right, the reason why she didn't feel it was indeed because of her slowness.

In the coffin shop on Fengdu Ghost Street, Yin Fuhai went to the underworld at night, and Tan Wenbin was stimulated to prop up the coffin lid, but Yin Meng, who was related to Yin Fuhai, was sleeping soundly.

"Go and take a look, I'm also curious about what that guy is planning, Yin Meng, take good care of Brother Binbin." As he said that, Li Zhuiyuan patted Tan Wenbin on the back, "Sleep, don't force yourself this time, come in with me."

After getting permission, Tan Wenbin lay directly on Yin Meng's back and closed his eyes.

Yin Meng helped him up and wanted to help Li Zhuiyuan, but she saw the boy standing there with his hands behind his back, eyes half open, motionless.

Apart from anything else, the boy's posture and temperament at this moment really gave her a sense of transcendence, which reminded her of the portraits of ancient ancestors in the family tree.

Tan Wenbin had fallen asleep like a dead pig, and Yin Meng curiously stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Take good care of Binbin, remember to pay attention to the front and back."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, have you gone in?"

"Yes."

"What did you see?"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't say anything.

Yin Meng knew that he was annoyed by her.

When the Yin-walking was successful, different pictures appeared in Li Zhuiyuan's sight, like a door with glowing lights.

He understood that Maozhu Mountain was conducting a collective Yin-walking ceremony, and these doors were the memory pictures of those inside.

But how did he do it?

It would be a big deal if there was a switch for the Yin-Yang house hidden in the mezzanine below the general statue. This collective Yin-Walking ritual is not easy to arrange, unless he uses other forces, such as... the dead man who has been sleeping all the time.

Not seeing Tan Wenbin, Li Zhuiyuan felt that he should have entered a certain door, that is, someone's memory picture.

Li Zhuiyuan was not in a hurry to go in and check. For the same memory picture, he read it many times faster than ordinary people, so he looked around and checked the "environment" first.

Here, most of the doors are open, and only three doors are still closed.

Li Zhuiyuan first walked to a closed door, stretched out his hand to open it, and hung inside was a girl's face.

Li Zhuiyuan had seen this face in the files and the portrait in Sun Hongxia's house. It was Qiu Minmin.

Why is her face here?

Li Zhuiyuan closed the door. At this moment, he had to doubt where this environment came from again.

He tried to open the second door, but it was closed tightly, as if there was a force inside that was competing with him, and the same was true for the third door.

Li Zhuiyuan began to walk back and stepped into one of the open and glowing doors.

After entering, he saw Ran Qiuping sitting on a chair. She looked much younger than she is now. Ran Qiuping was clapping her hands and looking at Qiu Minmin, who was dancing for her, with a smile and pride.

Qiu Minmin's dancing posture was indeed very good, reflecting her excellent talent in dance.

"Come, let's watch my daughter dance together." Ran Qiuping took the initiative to wave to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and moved to the right. A black line extended from his feet, forming a picture division.

On the left side, there was still the warmth of the mother watching her daughter dancing, and on the right side, there was the heartbreaking depression of Ran Qiuping crying while holding her daughter's body.

Oh, that's all.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't feel anything at all. He even felt that it was meaningless to watch this memory.

He stepped back, left this door, and stepped into the second one.

He saw Sun Hongxia, who was sitting at the dining table eating with her son Zhao Junfeng. The son was eating with big mouthfuls, and his mother was chattering beside him.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the bowl in front of Zhao Junfeng was very large, with a pile of rice in it. On the cabinet behind the picture, there was also a set of training clothes and competition certificates hanging.

"Come, sit down and eat with my son."

Like Ran Qiuping, Sun Hongxia also invited Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment, although it was a waste of time, he still moved a step to the right.

In another picture cut out by the same column, Sun Hongxia was kneeling on a futon, next to her was the portrait of her son placed on a bench. She was taking her dead son to kowtow to Qiu Minmin, who was enshrined on the high table, to apologize.

Li Zhuiyuan exited this door and entered another one. This time, there were many people inside, and it was very lively. Many students and police officers were searching in the mountains.

Among them, Li Zhuiyuan also saw Tan Wenbin.

A student next to him said: "Classmate, come and find the murderer with us!"

Li Zhuiyuan ignored him and walked over by himself.

When another student passed in front of him, he said the same thing again: "Classmate, come and find the murderer with us!"

Li Zhuiyuan still ignored him, but it was obvious that Binbin, who was looking for a murderer in front of him, was already immersing in this situational game.

Li Zhuiyuan could only walk towards Tan Wenbin, who was looking for a murderer with a face full of enthusiasm!

He was still muttering: "Damn, Zhao Junfeng, where are you hiding!"

When he turned around, Tan Wenbin saw Li Zhuiyuan. He was stunned for a moment, as if he vaguely realized something was wrong, but still said: "Classmate, come and join us..."

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and slapped Tan Wenbin in the face.

"Pa!"

Tan Wenbin covered his face, and finally a little clarity appeared in his eyes: "You are, Xiaoyuan?"

...

At the same time, in reality, Yin Meng, who was holding Tan Wenbin, looked at Tan Wenbin's face strangely, which was shifted to the left.

She could only reach out to straighten the other person's face.

Who knew that just when she was about to touch it, Tan Wenbin's other side of the face suddenly shifted a little. Although the process was difficult to understand, it did return to the right side.

...

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and slapped him again.

"Pa!"

Tan Wenbin covered his face with both hands and said in surprise: "Brother Xiaoyuan!"

This is completely sober.

Li Zhuiyuan did not deliberately use this method to humiliate Binbin. In fact, in the state of walking in the Yin, the twelve methods of the Yin family and the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra" that he knew, any move would be torture for Tan Wenbin, and he would be strangled here if he was not careful.

Slapping in the face is the lowest damage option under the premise of being effective.

Anyway, Binbin can understand and will not misunderstand.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I feel like I had a very long dream. I was catching criminals in my dream!

Hey, are we out now? Did you solve the problem while I was sleeping?

There are so many people, and there are policemen wearing old-fashioned police uniforms. My father used to wear the same uniforms."

"Brother Binbin, we are still walking in the dark."

"Oh? Oh-oh~oh!"

Tan Wenbin finally understood: "Whose memory is this? Oh, by the way, I just seemed to see Wu Xinhui. I even called him the president. Where is he now?"

"Brother Binbin, watch carefully. I will teach you."

Li Zhuiyuan took a step to the right, and the black line extended from the bottom of his feet, dividing the picture.

The figures of Wu Xinhui and Zhao Junfeng appeared in the picture on the other side.

Tan Wenbin also moved a step to this side, and he found that he did not come over and was still in the original painting.

He started to jump, but did not jump over. He started to run, still in the original painting.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed him. He used the force and finally got through.

At this time, Wu Xinhui was holding a dagger in his hand, staring at Zhao Junfeng fiercely.

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

Zhao Junfeng's face was full of panic and confusion, he shouted loudly: "I didn't kill him, it was really not me who killed him, it wasn't me, it wasn't me!"

Wu Xinhui didn't say anything and continued to approach.

Zhao Junfeng continued to shout: "Why did you frame me, why did you frame me, why!"

Wu Xinhui: "It would be better if you died, it would be better if you died, no one would know if you died!"

As he said that, Wu Xinhui rushed forward and stabbed in the air. Zhao Junfeng twisted Wu Xinhui's arm with his backhand, snatched the dagger, and restrained Wu Xinhui at the same time.

Tan Wenbin couldn't help whispering: "Zhao Junfeng is quite good."

Li Zhuiyuan: "He won an award for martial arts."

In Sun Hongxia's memory, Li Zhuiyuan saw the training clothes and the certificate.

"Stop, Zhao Junfeng, you are surrounded, put down your weapons, stop the murder..."

"I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't..."

"Bang!"

The gun went off.

Zhao Junfeng was stunned, and Wu Xinhui bumped back, Zhao Junfeng lost his balance and slid into the river behind him.

In the picture, the policeman who fired the gun was also in a trance, and his body shook slightly.

Tan Wenbin said: "Brother Xiaoyuan, Zhao Junfeng didn't seem to be shot just now."

It was dark, and the other party was holding hostages. What kind of sharpshooter dared to shoot directly at the "murderer"? The shot just now might have been just a warning shot in a hurry.

Wu Xinhui knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, and his face was relieved.

The memory scene ended here.

Li Zhuiyuan took Tan Wenbin out of the door.

There was still one door left open and bright, and Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin walked in.

In this scene, the young Mao Zhushan rescued Zhao Junfeng from the river, and they were talking.

"The newspaper said that you were shot and fell into the water, and now the police and students are fishing for your body."

"I didn't kill anyone, I really didn't kill anyone, it was Wu Xinhui, it was Wu Xinhui..."

Li Zhuiyuan took another step across, and another scene was cut off next to him. In the scene, Mao Zhushan found Ran Qiuping, who had just seen his daughter's body and looked ashen.

"Preserve your daughter's body, believe me, I have a way to revive your daughter."

The two pictures began to collapse at the same time.

"Xiao Yuan, what's wrong with this?"

"It's the end of the ceremony."

"Then let's go."

Instead of rushing, Li Zhanyuan raised his hand, and the picture on both sides began to fast forward. The last picture was that Zongzhu Mountain smiled and killed Zhao Junfeng with his own hands. Ran Qiuping knelt at the foot of Ji Zhushan for his resurrection of his daughter.

Immediately, Li Zhanyuan and Tan Wenbin quit the door. He finally glanced at the three door closed. To be precise, it was the two doors that could not be opened.

"Pap!"

A loud finger.

Li Zhanyuan ended the shade, and his eyes returned to normal.

Tan Wenbin also opened his eyes, as if he had just slept, his head hurt.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were cracks on the little lions on the ground, and the bronze swords hanging on it also fell down at this time, and the isolation formation was scattered.

At this time, through the gap, you can see that everyone inside wakes up. He stood in the central government holding Changxiang's Zhuzhu Mountain and sprayed a bite of blood, but his expression showed a strange excitement.

呵 茆 茆: "Oh, you, you see it."

In the previous memory screen, the people in the room could see the memory of others, and Li Zhanyuan and Tan Wenbin were later enters, although they were integrated.

The words of Zhizhu Mountain were not actually said to these living people. When he said this, he first looked at the faceless face that was hanging on the top of his head, and looked below the general.

Ran Qiuping rushed to Wu Xinhui madly: "It turned out to be you, you killed my daughter, you killed my daughter!"

Wu Xinhui worked hard to push her away, but the woman was disregarding everything. Even if he was a mature man, he could not break away.

"You are a beast, you return my daughter's life, and you return my daughter's life!"

Wu Xinhui shouted, "I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her!"

Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya next to them immediately stepped forward to help Wu Xinhui push away Ran Qiuping.

"You are a beast, you still don't admit it until now, I fight with you, I fight with you!"

When Ran Qiuping rushed up again, Wu Xinhui simply held her neck and threw her on the ground. Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya also came to help her hold her.

"I didn't kill her, I really didn't kill her!" Wu Xinhui turned his head to look at La Zhushan. "What poison did you give us or a dream medicine? I didn't kill Qiu Minmin, not me!"

On the other side, Sun Hongxia was stunned for a long time. She looked at Wu Xinhui first, and then looked at Luozhu Mountain.

She took her son's legacy for so many years. She had been atonement for so many years. It turned out that her son was really wronged?

She regretted why she didn't choose to believe in her son.

"It's you, you killed my son!"

Sun Hongxia rushed towards Zhizhu Mountain, and smiled at the corner of the mouth of Zhizhu Mountain.

"Om!"

On the top, Qiu Minmin fell, stretched out a hand, grabbed Sun Hongxia's neck, and could not break free from how Sun Hongxia struggled.

Ran Qiuping had been pressed by those three people. When she turned her head, she saw this scene, and immediately shouted: "Min Min, kill him, kill him, he is the murderer who kills you!"

But the daughter who has always been "obedient and obedient" is indifferent at this time.

： Zhu Mountain smiled and said, "Go."

"Bang!"

Sun Hongxia was thrown out by Qiu Minmin and hit the general below.

Immediately after, Qiu Minmin rushed towards Wu Xinhui.

"Ghost!"

"Qiu Minmin?"

Wu Xinhui, Zhu Hongyu, and Liu Xinya were scared to immediately let go of Ran Qiuping back.

Ran Qiuping showed an angry expression on her face. She was going to get up, but the next moment, one hand, but through her chest hole.

She dared not turn her head on her side, and it was a faceless face, but she always knew that this was her daughter.

"Min Min ... why ..."

Ran Qiuping's blood began to recycle quickly, and Qiu Minmin was inhaled into his body.

"Ah ah ah!"

"ah!!"

Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya screamed. This scene is really too bloody.

Immediately afterwards, the generals collapsed backwards at this moment.

"boom!"

After the sound of sound, a bronze door appeared below. There was a pool of water on the door, and the corpse lying in the water sat down slowly.

Zhao Junfeng!

Sun Hongxia looked up at Zhao Junfeng and murmured: "Son, you, are you alive? Mom is sorry for you, mother shouldn't believe you, mother ..."

Zhao Junfeng bent down and bit Sun Hongxia's neck in one bite. Sun Hongxia began to twitch and couldn't make a sound.

Immediately, Zhao Junfeng shook his head, and Sun Hongxia's body was thrown out. His face was all the blood of Sun Hongxia.

On the other side, Qiu Minmin pulled back her arm, Ran Qiuping fell suddenly, and her arm was also the blood of Ran Qiuping.

"Run!"

Wu Xinhui shouted and was ready to go. For ordinary people, this scene can be regarded as the terrible imagination of the nightmare.

"Oh." La Zhushan laughed.

Qiu Minmin appeared in front of the three of Wu Xinhui and blocked the road. Zhao Junfeng stood behind and stopped the retreat.

Immediately afterwards, the Zhuzhu Mountain bounced a finger, the upper side of the mirror stood up, and the long paintings fell on both sides, forming a ghostly hitting wall formation. This is actually very simple, but it is enough to make the three people inside unable to run out.

"Ah !!!" Zhu Hongyu screamed holding his head.

Wu Xinhui knelt down and hoeed his head: "I give you money, I give you everything, let me go, let me go!"

Outside, Tan Wenbin, who was on the windows, looked at Li Zhanyuan, who was impatiently and asked:

"Xiao Yuan, which one is this play?"

Li Zhanyuan: "He is sacrificing ... Yin and Yang accompanies life and death."

Tan Wenbin was shocked. Obviously, he read the book, remember this content.

There is a record in Wei Zhengdao's "Monster Records of the Rivers and Lakes": men and women died, each occupied yin and yang, and the day of choosing good taboos.

This record is very impressive, not because of the name of the dead and this horrible refining method, but because Wei Zhengdao obviously used a very vague approach in the follow -up introduction of this deadly fall.

He drew a picture with a throne in the center of the picture. He couldn't see what sect, but on both sides of the throne, there was a pair of children and women.

The ending is: the yin and yang accompanied by the yin and yang of a certain ancestral gate and the death of the whole sect, and then destroyed it.

This is a hint. It cannot be clearly said that because it is likely that some "right masters", they like to practice this kind of death. The boys and girls in many myths and stories ... The prototype may not be so cute.

But one thing can be convinced that it can make Wei Zhengdao "taboo for the right Tao", which definitely means the deep interest drive, so that those people who are the right Taoist do not hesitate to be ignorant, and then associate which are the standard for boys and girls under the seats of the nobles. Essence

It can only be said that it is a lunatic. Like the Baijia Town below the river, the group of people in Baijia Town is to pursue the crazy crazy as a dream.

Right now, the active blood has passed, and the next step is to revenge and blood.

Tan Wenbin wondered: "Xiao Yuan, Qiu Minmin was killed by Wu Xinhui, but Zhao Junfeng killed him by Zhizhu Mountain himself.

Li Zhanyuan: "Avenge."

"Avenged blood ..." Tan Wenbin's face was full of horror. "So, he killed his father and sacrificed his father?"

Li Zhanyuan: "His father has not died in Chang'an."

Yin Meng heard the words, and then understood why Xiao Yuan had to try to open the door of the office, and why he had to tell himself many times to pay attention to the front and back.

It turned out that the teenager saw that Chang'an, who was lying in the "main tomb", was actually alive.

It is really alive, the kill is early, how can you sacrifice, and you have to kill in the mouth of the pattern that draws the pattern, and at the same time, it is effective to kill during the blood fragrance.

At this time, Zhizhu Mountain took out two men and women from his arms, and the puppet tied a line with a needle. The back of the doll had been immersed in blood, leaving only the front.

Qiu Zhushan grabbed the woman and waved gently, Qiu Minmin immediately rushed out of the hall.

The three Li Qiangyuan's three people had to worry about being found on the corner of the back. San "perceive", the remaining sixth sense or something, is not allowed here.

Soon, Qiu Minmin returned with Xun Changan.

The two enemies were ready.

Ji Zhushan sighed and looked at his old father and master, and seemed to have a lot of father and son.

He raised the woman first and pointed at Wu Xinhui.

Qiu Minmin leaned Changan on the pillar, and turned to Wu Xinhui.

Seeing this, Wu Xinhui screamed in horror: "No, no, no, don't kill me, don't kill me! Ah ah!"

"Click!"

Qiu Minmin broke Wu Xinhui's neck with a bite.

"well."

The Zhuzhu Mountain first sighed, and then revealing the expectation, and fingertips the needle on the men's puppet.

At this moment, Changan suddenly opened his eyes and cursed:

"brute!"

The Zhizhu Mountain is incredible: "How can you wake up, I obviously gave you enough medicine!"

， Chang'an began to struggle, and his life clothes were ruptured, but in the Shouyi, he was tied to an iron chain and tied a large copper lock. Obviously, his son made double defense in advance.

"You beast! I raised you so much. I have educated you for so long. You dare to carry this hurting thing about the harm of the heavens, so don't you be afraid of being condemned!"

"Old things, when the book was obviously moved here when I was a kid, I picked it out from below. You actually sealed it to not let me practice. I am your son and your apprentice. I practice! "

"That's a bad book, all of which are evil methods on it, not what we can touch. I didn't dare to see it myself or dare to practice."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the place you hidden was found by me. I started practicing eight years ago. The book was recorded in that book that yin and yang accompanied the life and death, and I could enter the heavenly gate. What to be a corpse here! "

"Zhushan, you have a magic disease, you have to look back now, but you still have time, really, look back, surrender yourself, and redeem the sin you committed."

"I'm almost successful, haha, now turning back?"

"God is watching you. Doing such a thing will definitely be of bad luck, and you must not die."

"Come, let me see, where is it? Old things, I have been bluffed by your set of rhetoric to the present. Now, you go where you should go."

"Sinzi, evil, you dare to ..."

Tong Zhushan glanced at the last fragrant incense in front of him, and said:

"The incense is finished, and I must complete all the ceremony processes before the incense.

So, dad, you go, after you die, I will drop your pot. "

Outside, Tan Wenbin grabbed Li Zhanyuan's arm, and Yin Meng was ready to rush in when Li Zhanyuan was just waiting.

"Xiao Yuan, go in and save the old man!"

In the eyes of the two, it is the most suitable time for hands.

Li Zhanyuan did not order, but said quietly: "The old man said, so familiar."

"Ah?" Tan Wenbin didn't understand what Xiaoyuan said at this time.

Yin Meng also made an puzzled gaze. Isn't he shot at this time?

Inside the house, Zongzhu Mountain raised the men's puppet, and Zhao Junfeng also walked towards Chang'an.

"You are a counterattack, I want to do it for heaven!"

As soon as the words fell, although Changan was restrained, his hands turned with both hands, and the two thick silver needles appeared in his hands, and the silver needle tail ended.

"Om! Om!"

The two silver needles popped up from the fingertips.

A thorn with the wrist of Zhizhu Mountain, he whispered, his fingers spasmly opened, the man in his hand fell, and the other was just piercing the man's even on the man, and then he pulled back. In your hand.

然 茆 茆: "You actually practice ..."

拨 A needle on the puppet on Changan thumb.

Zhao Junfeng's eyes were red, and he rushed towards the Zhushan Mountain like a beast. He did not even have time to make a scream, and was killed.

针 Changan holding the needle and fiddling with the copper lock.

"Click ..."

The copper lock opened quickly, he took a step forward, and fell off the chain itself.

Immediately afterwards, Changan glanced at a corpse on the ground, suddenly knelt on the ground, and began to cry:

"Woohoo ... I didn't teach you well, let you do such a big thing, I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for heaven ..."

Tears were crying, and the liver and intestine were broken.

Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng who peeked outside subconsciously spit, this old man, so fierce!

At this time, the two gradually came back. The old man was a little bit thoughtful. Why didn't he shoot earlier?

Li Zhanyuan looked calm and was not surprised at all.

There is no way. It is the set of rhetoric after the old man opened his eyes. He often said that it was too familiar to the taste of the heavens.

He was killed by his son, and the sin was made by his son. He was covered in the drum all the way, and finally shot his son, just because of legitimate defense.

See, he was innocent throughout the process, but he could eventually fall into a ritual.

Listening to the words before the death of Zhuzhu Mountain, it seemed that when they chose to settle here many years ago, the young Zhuzhu Mountain picked up a book here, and then handed it over to the Changan.

This book should be left in this place of water burial.

I don't know if the book has a bewilder of people's hearts, or the things recorded above make their father and son move, but it is clear that when the father is a higher plan than his son.

Seeing the deep affection of the father and son in front of him, Li Zhanyuan suddenly felt like he and Li Lan's mother and child relationship were not so bad.

When he and Li Lan just met each other's skin, they really dug the lungs.

Sure enough, happiness is compared.

Li Zhanyuan looked in, whispered, "Okay, don't cry, the incense is almost burned out."

流 Changan's tears stopped abruptly, and he immediately stood up and walked over and picked up another woman.

"This kind of harmful thing is naturally to be responsible for the suppression of the control, so as not to be the world!"

Changan will overcome two dolls together.

Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin also stood together at this time.

， Changan began to read the curse, grabbed the bloody ash, sprinkled it on the two puppets, and then put the doll in front of the fire candle to ignite it.

However, Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin were just standing together, but there was no other changes.

"No, according to the book, they should be printed with each other, yin and yang, accompanied by life, and relieved."

With the continuous burning of the puppet, Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin's eyes gradually became red, showing a trend that would be out of control.

"No, how can this, impossible, impossible, fail!"

回 Changan looked back subconsciously and glanced at his son.

No, he paid such a big price, how could he allow failure.

"Where is something wrong, where is something wrong?"

燃 Changan immediately picked up the two puppets that burned half of them, and separated the two puppets regardless of the burning of the fire. He was surprised to find that the man was red on both sides, and the woman puppet only red back, and it was still in front.

This means that Qiu Minmin has not completed revenge!

"No, what's the matter?"

向 Changan immediately ran to Wu Xinhui's body, her neck was broken, and her head and body were separated. This was died.

"Why, why isn't the revenge not completed, isn't Qiu Minmin who killed it?"

看 Changan roared and looked at Liu Xinya and Zhu Hongyu, who was still curled up in the corner, and they were scared a little stupid.

"Isn't he killed, or you, you, treacherous ... Killing Qiu Minmin?"

He has forgotten it, and he is pointing with two women.

Liu Xinya: "Not me, not us, we have not killed, we really haven't killed!"

Zhu Hongyu: "It has nothing to do with us, it was not we killed, nor was Wu Xinhui killed. That night, the three of us were together."

Liu Xinya pointed at Zhu Hongyu: "She said that, she said she saw Zhao Junfeng running out of the toilet."

Zhu Hongyu pointed at Liu Xinya and screamed: "You are talking nonsense, it's not me who said that, it's you who said that you saw Zhao Junfeng running out of the toilet!"

The two women blamed each other, and finally pointed at Wu Xinhui, who was lying on the ground with his head and body separated: "Wu Xinhui said that, he said he saw Zhao Junfeng running out of the toilet."

Mao Changan roared: "But he is not the murderer who killed Qiu Minmin!"

"We, we didn't actually see anyone."

"We saw Qiu Minmin being killed when we went to the toilet."

"Yes, we didn't see the murderer at all."

Mao Changan roared: "Then why did you say that you saw Zhao Junfeng killing her?"

"Who knew that Zhao Junfeng would not cooperate with the arrest and died? The three of us just wanted to provide the police with a clue for fun..."