Chapter 32
Li Zhuiyuan only has one thought left in his mind now,
That is:
Homecoming Network, is it still effective?
Although he can't see Runsheng or the net now, he should still be within the range covered by the net.
The shadow under his feet was slowly extending forward, swaying to the left, which meant that it was slowly approaching him.
The boy's inner torment and fear are intensifying.
Li Zhuiyuan looked up again at Brother Bao and Zhao Xing who were kneeling over there. They were still wailing in pain, but their eyes were not focused on him.
Fortunately, I am not tall and I am still squatting, and the person behind me can be seen from the shadow as being taller. Therefore, even if the two parties are standing in the same line of sight, they can clearly see the gazes of the "two people" on the opposite side. You can see the difference here.
This means that the role of the Homecoming Network is still there, but it cannot see itself!
But the problem now is that it is getting closer and closer, and if it takes a few more steps, it will hit me.
Li Zhuiyuan remained in a squatting position and began to move his feet carefully, trying not to make any unnecessary noise.
He was leaning towards Runsheng's position and could not go in other directions. If he left the scope of the Homecoming Network, he would be directly exposed.
Li Zhuiyuan felt like a crab walking sideways.
When he took the last step, as soon as his foot moved away, another unfamiliar big foot landed on the ground. If it had been half a beat later, he would have touched his foot.
Immediately afterwards, the opponent's feet fell into Li Zhuiyuan's sight. These feet were highly rotten, but where the skin and flesh should have fallen off, they were filled with layers of yellow-white sarcoma.
The color of this sarcoma is exactly the same as that of Tai Sui in the water tank.
So, this is how the health-preserving creature, which is regarded as a treasure by the Jiang family, came from?
You know, they not only eat Tai Sui themselves, but also use the water in the jar to make tea and cook rice every day.
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes slowly moved up. He saw that the other party had no clothes on him. This was the same as the two bones dug out from the pond. He must have been stripped naked before being buried.
And Jiang Dongping was wearing clothes and a watch, so it could be judged that the dead man in front of him was indeed the victim.
The rest of its body, like its feet, was in a state of decay. The Tai Sui-like substance was spread all over the body, like glue, regluing the skin and flesh to the skeleton, maintaining a relative integrity.
Its left leg was a little bent and turned out, as if it was lame, so it walked slowly before, leaning a little to the left.
However, in front of the tombstone, it stopped.
The next moment, it knelt down.
Only then did Li Zhuiyuan look at the tombstone again. Previously, he and Runsheng just thought that the tombstone was larger than the others around it and was suitable for them to hide.
Only now did I discover that this was a tomb for a couple.
Quickly scanning the words on the tombstone, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the husband's surname on the tombstone was "Zhou".
Therefore, the person lying dead in front of him is most likely the person surnamed Zhou who was buried by Brother Bao himself, and what it is kneeling on now may be the tomb of its own parents.
He was killed and buried by Jiang Dongping. After he fell to death, he completed his revenge and came to the tomb of his parents.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the date of death was two years ago. The time of death of the old couple was only one month apart, that is, they walked forward and backward.
Nowadays, unless you go to genuine channels, most movie posters will be printed on calendars to enhance their practicality.
On the wooden board at the entrance of Sister Mei's video room, the biggest and oldest Wang Zuxian poster was also dated two years ago.
In other words, it is very likely that Brother Bao made a lot of money by helping Jiang Dongping kill people and bury corpses, so that he and his girlfriend Sister Mei could open a video parlor in the town.
The dead man did not kowtow, but just knelt in front of the tombstone. He made no sound, but the screams of Brother Bao and Zhao Xing were all around him.
Li Zhuiyuan finally understood that no wonder he tortured them for so long instead of killing them on purpose, because only the wails and screams from his enemies were the best memorial.
But gradually, the dead head suddenly moved slightly.
It was sniffing, then slowly turned its head towards Li Zhuiyuan, as if it had discovered something.
The boy's heart was in his throat at this moment. The purpose of his coming out today was to connect theory with practice, but the targets he chose for himself were Brother Bao and Zhao Xing. These two scoundrels actually dared to come to threaten and provoke them. .
If you and Runsheng cooperate with the newly built professional equipment, there should be no big problem in dealing with them.
But this one who can control the minions is actually a bit beyond the scope. It is so difficult from the beginning, and I really feel a little unsure.
The most important thing is that this person was a victim in life. If Jiang Dongping changed, he would do it if it couldn't be done. But for this person, it seems a bit inappropriate to take the initiative to do it.
But just when it turned its head halfway and moved a little further to meet the boy's eyes, bursts of black mist rose from its body, as if the water vapor in its body was evaporating.
Deadly turned his head again and faced the tombstone.
A hoarse friction sound came from deep in its throat, and all Tai Sui's body began to tremble.
Li Zhuiyuan had seen a similar scene with the cat-faced old lady. After he gave her revenge plan, her resentment tended to dissipate.
Wei Zhengdao wrote in "Jianghu Zhiguailu":
[He fell to death and was born from the grievances and filth of the rivers and lakes. 】
[If your resentment is unresolved and you wander around rivers, lakes and swamps and endanger the world, you should be killed by the law of heaven. 】
When he was reading the book before, Li Zhuiyuan had paid attention to this last sentence, especially this "resentment has no solution".
Since death is born with resentment as the carrier, then if you resolve its resentment, won't it dissipate?
Just like the black cat, it is about to complete its revenge and is about to be freed.
So, the unresolved resentment in the book seems to refer to the fact that the enemy is no longer there or cannot be found. The dead cannot resolve themselves in this way. They can only keep wandering among the water systems, causing harm to the living and must be resolved. them.
Really, is it just that simple?
Then why not mention "there is a solution to resentment"?
In "The Record of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons", all records are about methods of killing and killing. It seems that from the author's perspective, "unresolved resentment" is the only option.
But he could have left it out, and the sentence would have made sense.
Li Zhuiyuan guessed that this should be the political correctness of that era, that is, killing evil things like this must not harm living people.
The reason why Wei Zhengdao added this sentence "If there is no solution to the resentment" in the book was actually a deliberate superfluity. He did not want to resist the political correctness of his time, but he also added a hint of a backdoor when writing the book.
Because, "if there is a solution to resentment," there is no need to teach any specific methods. You can just help the person to solve the object of resentment.
But if you help evil things harm living people, isn't that a typical act of helping evil?
How could a righteous person do such a thing?
Don't mention that the grievances have their owners and the debts have their owners, and don't think of any reasons to defend yourself. If political correctness can be affected in this way, it will not be called political correctness.
However, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly discovered that everything he and his grandfather encountered seemed to be "resolved".
It seems that the path that I and my grandfather took is indeed not the "right path".
……
The transcript of the Jiang family is in progress.
The death of people is actually not a big deal. Death, illness, accident, accident. As long as the population in an area is dense enough and large enough, it would be a strange thing if there are no deaths on any day.
But homicide is different. The public is extremely concerned about it and it can easily cause social panic.
Therefore, this time, three corpses were dug out of a pond. Their nature was extremely bad. Even the city bureau was probably paying close attention to the matter. Tan Yunlong estimated that a task force led by the city bureau would come down soon.
In addition, if it is confirmed that the suspect is involved in gangs and violence, then a city-wide crackdown will inevitably be carried out later.
However, these are all things for later.
Tan Yunlong touched his nose as he walked out of the director's office. Such vicious cases occurred in the jurisdiction. Not only the institute but also the county were under great pressure. The only remedy now was to solve the case as quickly as possible and strive to stand out. Performance.
The pressure was lowered layer by layer, and finally fell on Tan Yunlong.
Tan Yunlong lit up a cigarette and walked into the interrogation room. He wanted to personally interrogate the Chiang family members who were trying to stop the excavation by the pond.
The interrogation went smoothly. First, their psychological quality and professionalism were not good. The Jiang family was actually supported by Jiang Dongping alone. Now that Jiang Dongping is gone, the remaining few are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps.
Second, Tan Yunlong induced a confession, implying that Jiang Dongping was dead, so you quickly confessed and poured all the dirty water on Jiang Dongping, a dead man.
This is considered an illegal operation, but if he, Tan Yunlong, were a good boy, he would not be sent to the town police station.
In short, the case has made huge breakthroughs and progress. They have also killed many people and are now arresting them.
But there was a victim named Zhou here, and his body was not found.
Because the left leg of Zhou had been fractured and he was lame. The other two bones had been inspected and there were no signs of fracture.
According to the confession of Jiang's family, this man named Zhou had business competition with Jiang Dongping, so Jiang Dongping, together with his friend named Zhou, a man named Zhao from Shijia Village, lured him out and killed him in the name of celebrating his son's birthday.
The man named Zhao had been arrested. It seemed that his son had died not long ago. The police around him all said that this was retribution.
Tan Yunlong doesn't believe this, but he doesn't reject it. If retribution for bad things in this world comes promptly, then the police will definitely be the most happy to see it.
However, the question now is, how can we reasonably explain the missing victim surnamed Zhou and the inexplicable death of Jiang Dongping?
Of course, it’s okay if you don’t pursue reasonableness. The body of the victim surnamed Zhou was moved, discarded and reprocessed. Jiang Dongping died due to internal strife within the Jiang family. Anyway, those few are not good people. It doesn’t matter if you put a shit basin on their heads. Can't.
However, these have nothing to do with him anymore. The case has reached this point and he can handle the case.
Tan Yunlong held a cigarette in his hand, and his thoughts returned to the pond that had not been damaged by excavation recently. He was very confused, how was Jiang Dongping's fresh body buried in it?
However, not many people know about this matter, and even if the site was protected at the time, what should be excavated has been excavated, and it is difficult to confirm that the pond has not been touched recently.
"Team Tan, it's sorted."
"Yeah."
Tan Yunlong took the document, looked at it, and nodded: "dig deeper and don't let go of anyone who should be caught."
"Okay, got it."
"Uncle Li, is he still here?"
"Here he is, chatting happily with our forensic doctor Xiao Wang."
"Really?"
"I just went to the forensic room to get the documents, and Uncle Li was pointing at the body and talking, and forensic doctor Xiao Wang was taking notes in his notebook, just like a teacher teaching students."
Forensic doctor Xiao Wang is very young and has just started working. It is precisely because of her arrival that the town police station has its own forensic room configuration. Before, it had to hire people from the hospital or borrow people from the unit next door.
It's just that forensic doctor Xiao Wang has a cold personality. Several young single male police officers in the station wanted to give it a try, but they were all rejected without hesitation, without leaving any opportunity or scene.
Tan Yunlong thought of the scene of Li Zhuiyuan's child digging up the corpse, and could only sigh with emotion: "Actually, some capable folk also have real abilities, and they cannot be generalized as simple feudal superstition."
The phone on the desk rang. Tan Yunlong picked up the phone, said "yes" several times, and then hung up.
He stood up and straightened his clothes:
"The city bureau's task force is here. Let's report on the progress of the investigation."
……
In front of the tombstone, more and more black mist rose up from Death's body, and faster and faster.
Li Zhuiyuan knew that it was about to be freed.
However, he didn't know what exactly caused the process to accelerate so drastically in the middle.
Could it be because the police are handling the case?
But...is the efficiency so high?
"Bah! Bah! Bah!"
After a certain amount of black mist evaporated, the dead body also shrank a bit. At the same time, the Tai Sui on his body began to burst, splattering pus.
A strong fishy smell immediately filled the surrounding area.
Li Zhuiyuan knew that this should be what the master and the others often talked about, the smell of corpses in water.
The freshly dead ones are easy to catch and not too disgusting. The ones that have been dead for a long time and turn into pig skin jelly are really heavy.
If you fish them out, even if you wash them with soap seven or eight times, you will still be able to smell them after three days.
Tai Sui began to crack, and the dead body also lost its cohesion. The rotten skin and flesh began to fall off quickly, and the body gradually shrank like ice cubes melting.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that in the disgusting bubbles, there seemed to be a black round thing tumbling inside. This thing should have been inside Si Tai's body.
It seems like a copper coin.
However, the accident happened.
Deadly stretched out his hand, with only white bones left in his palm, pointing towards Brother Bao and Zhao Xing who were kneeling over there.
It should have planned to end the memorial ceremony and take the two widows down, but it misjudged its own digestion speed, and the hand it just raised gradually lowered it feebly.
In comparison, the black cat was much smarter. When the black mist rose from its body, it was able to suppress it again and wait for its revenge to be completed.
Moreover, the black cat also knew some rules of righteous people, and more than once expressed surprise and incomprehension at his help.
But this one fell to death, obviously it didn't have that ability, which meant that it... was out of control.
Brother Bao and Zhao Xing, who had lost their shackles and oppression, stood up slowly even though their bodies were broken.
Now they look like plastic mannequins that were smashed, smashed, and badly painted at the entrance of a clothing store.
But the resentment in their eyes was even stronger. It was obvious that the previous pain and torture had completely aroused all the hostility in their hearts.
They did not come this way, but towards another tombstone.
Although the place was empty, Li Zhuiyuan knew that it was the place where the two gangsters were kneeling in reality.
"Click..."
The dead body had almost completely melted into the pus, leaving only a head with some Tai Sui and flesh. It twisted its head with difficulty, and the white bone arm next to it also moved slightly towards Li Zhuiyuan. .
Li Zhuiyuan blinked. He was baffled. He seemed to be able to sense the meaning of this dead body that was about to dissolve.
It's like Ali's expressions and movements are usually very subtle, and I can understand her.
Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said: "You can go with peace of mind. You have to believe that the police will uphold justice for you."
Immediately afterwards, Li Zhuiyuan added: "I will solve those two for you."
As soon as the boy finished speaking, the flesh and blood on his dead head peeled off, and it completely turned into a pile of white bones, which was completely dissolved in front of his parents' tombstone.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't like that innocent people died, and finally sighed: Although justice may be late, it will never be absent.
But in this situation, as a bystander, sometimes in order to comfort myself, I will try my best to beautify the situation.
For example, I feel now: Their family is finally reunited at this moment.
This is kindness and blessing from the boy.
Because until now, Li Zhuiyuan still couldn't be 100% sure about anything.
That is, Guixiang.com can indeed hide itself in front of Brother Bao and Zhao Xing, but is it really useful in the face of such a man who can control his wife to death?
If it is really useful, then why does it turn its head to look at you after kneeling down?
Is it possible?
It can actually always see the two teenagers hiding behind their parents' tombstones?
"Ding..."
There was a crisp sound, and the pitch-black copper coin rolled down along the white bones, until it rolled in front of Li Zhuiyuan.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to reach out for it directly. He suspected that it was behind this strange phenomenon.
I don't want to look like Tai Sui all over my body.
Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan began to feel dizzy and sore all over his body.
He probably guessed what was happening outside, because soon, Runsheng's call came to his ears:
"Xiaoyuan, don't sleep, wake up quickly, wake up quickly."
Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, and Runsheng was grabbing his shoulders and shaking him vigorously.
"Huh... Xiaoyuan, you finally woke up."
"Brother Runsheng, do you know how strong you are?"
"Ah, sorry, they stood up."
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and looked. The two gangsters ended their kneeling posture and began to walk towards this side. The distance was already very close, but because they were in the Homecoming Network, they could not see them.
"Xiaoyuan, what do you think we should do!"
Runsheng clenched the Yellow River shovel tightly in his right hand. He had been thinking about moving it for a long time.
"Brother Runsheng, cripple them."
"Hey!"
Runsheng immediately let out a low roar, tensed up his muscles, pulled the net open with his left hand, and rushed forward with the Yellow River shovel in his right hand.
When the two gangsters saw the sudden appearance of a living person, they were frightened for a moment and backed away.
But Runsheng didn't care. He hit a gangster in the arm with a shovel.
"Click!"
The sound of broken bones was heard, and the arm was immediately wasted. However, the gangster did not scream in pain. Instead, he bent down, threw his body, and hugged Runsheng with his other hand. His head and shoulders were stuck. He grabbed Runsheng's waist and wrapped Runsheng around him.
Runsheng raised the shovel and wanted to hit him on the head, but when he thought that Xiaoyuan's instructions were only to maim and not kill, he could only turn the shovel upside down, jam the shovel handle between himself and the gangster, and use his own The chest is the point of force, and the force is exerted directly, just like a corkscrew, to forcefully pull the gangster away from the body.
But behind him, another gangster rushed up with his mouth open and bit Runsheng's arm. His posture was like a mad dog.
"Hiss..."
Runsheng gasped in pain, but the excitement on his face immediately intensified.
At this time, he seemed to be a different person from the usually submissive Runsheng who pushed a cart and farmed.
Runsheng also opened his mouth, lowered his head, and bit the gangster's neck.
"Wow!"
This gangster just bit it with his teeth, but Runsheng tore it apart with his mouth!
After opening his mouth and biting it, he immediately raised his head and a large piece of flesh was lifted.
Runsheng's face was covered with blood, but his excitement continued to rise.
To put it bluntly, being a slut is just a lowly thing;
As for Zhao Xing and Brother Bao who control these two little gangsters, one is a frail young man who likes to play with a little money at home, and the other is a middle-aged gangster who bullies the weak and fears the strong.
Li Zhuiyuan remembers a family dinner during the Chinese New Year. When Grandpa Bei lectured his cousin who liked to fight in school, he cursed: Looking for a real hero among old guns is like digging for gold in shit!
To put it bluntly, no one with real talent would do such naughty things.
No, these two people were actually frightened by Runsheng's momentum. They forgot that they were the ghosts and actually tried to run away.
However, Brother Runsheng is really fierce.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder that if he could tailor some better tools for Brother Runsheng, then even if the dead man attacked the two of them before, Brother Runsheng wouldn't be able to fuck him.
During the previous fight, Li Zhuiyuan had the good sense not to get close to him, but now, he can take action.
Holding the seven-star hook in his right hand, he pressed the ink pad with the thumb of his left hand, then clicked on the side of the seven-star hook, and with a strong pull, the seven sections of the seven-star hook stretched out and were smeared with red marks at the same time.
Squatting down into a horse stance and exerting force on his waist, Li Zhuiyuan swept the seven-star hook to a gangster's ankle first. The front section immediately separated into two openings like mantis pincers to clasp the opponent's ankle.
"Plop..."
Pulled by the force, Li Zhuiyuan leaned forward and struggled to stabilize his body, while the gangster fell face down and fell to the ground.
This is the move used in the second volume of "The Right Way to Conquer Demons".
"Ah!!!"
The gangster lay on the ground, hugging his ankles and started screaming.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the homecoming net and put it over him.
Another gangster was thrown to the ground by Runsheng. Runsheng raised his fist and punched him in the face. In an instant, it was as if the dye shop had been smashed over, and all the colors overflowed.
Li Zhuiyuan immediately shouted: "Brother Runsheng!"
Runsheng seemed to have suddenly made a move, and he restrained his second punch from falling. His facial expression gradually changed from intense excitement to simple and dull.
Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. If he hit this second punch, that gangster would definitely die. He didn't pity the guy. Even subconsciously, he wasn't afraid of killing people, but he didn't want to cause further trouble by killing people.
"Go on, Brother Runsheng."
Li Zhuiyuan threw the black canvas to Runsheng. The black cloth was sandwiched with wooden flower rolls, and each piece had patterns carved by Ali.
The purpose of coming out this time is to do equipment testing to see which ones work and which ones don’t.
Runsheng covered the gangster's body with a black canvas. Suddenly, the gangster began to cry and struggle, and some white smoke actually rose.
In the white smoke, there seemed to be Zhao Xing's face, but it quickly dissipated, and the gangster stopped struggling.
Runsheng moved the black canvas away, touched the other person's breath, and said, "Xiaoyuan, you're still alive."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded. The effect of this black canvas was surprisingly good. However, one must also take into account the fact that he had tortured the two scoundrels for a very long time.
Immediately, Li Zhuiyuan looked at the gangster wrapped in a net beneath him, and took out the stack of talisman papers he had drawn by himself from his arms.
Yes, he hasn't given up yet.
After all, he made other instruments according to the contents in the book, and only this talisman paper truly has some originality of his own.
A talisman was affixed to the gangster's forehead. The talisman quickly turned black and then slipped off.
Another one was posted, and it continued to turn black and slide down.
The third, fourth, fifth... until all the talismans brought are used up.
The talisman was all black, but there wasn't even a bit of white smoke coming out of the gangster's body.
Li Zhuiyuan was silent.
The talisman I drew can turn black, which proves to be somewhat useful, but if it can only turn black, it is of little use.
The frustration of being a poor student came over me again.
"Brother Runsheng, canvas."
"Okay."
The black canvas was thrown over, Li Zhuiyuan caught it, and then covered it with the gangster below.
White smoke emerged, vaguely forming Brother Bao's desperate face, and then quickly dissipated.
Li Zhuiyuan lifted the black canvas, and a hole was burned in the middle. Many of the wooden scrolls inside had turned black, and only one third was still the original color.
This means that this piece of equipment has to be redone.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the tombstone, where a black copper coin lay.
"Brother Runsheng, dig a hole on the side."
"Understood."
Li Zhuiyuan began to observe the copper coin, while Runsheng was digging a hole.
After a while, seeing Runsheng still digging, Li Zhuiyuan turned around in confusion and found that Runsheng had dug a deep pit that could bury several people.
"Brother Runsheng, what are you doing?"
"Ah?" Runsheng scratched his head and pointed at the two unconscious and tied gangsters, "Aren't you going to bury them?"
"No, bury this copper coin."
"Oh, I was wrong."
"Don't touch it with your hands, use a shovel." Li Zhuiyuan reminded as he stepped forward and smeared a large amount of ink pad on the Yellow River shovel.
Runsheng picked up the copper coin with a shovel and carefully put it into the pit.
"Brother Runsheng, repair the earthen wall over there first. You almost dug out his urn."
"Oh, okay."
This is a cemetery, and Runsheng dug it too deep, with a corner of the urn exposed.
After repairing the tomb wall, Runsheng began to backfill the pit. After filling it in, Li Zhuiyuan marked it with a few stones, and then said goodbye to the location of the underground urn:
"I'm sorry to have disturbed you. Just look at the copper coin for me. I will burn the paper for you when you come back to pick it up next time."
Before confirming the function and harm of the copper coin, Li Zhuiyuan not only would not take it away, but would not even touch it.
He lowered his head again and checked Runsheng's Yellow River shovel, but was surprised to find that the places where the red marks were originally smeared had turned white.
When digging the soil, it turns black, purple, and other dark colors, which are all understandable, but the fact that it turns white can only mean that the copper coin is really evil.
"Brother Runsheng, let's go."
"Go home?"
"Go to the police station."
“What else are you going to do at the police station?”
"Repay your wish."
……
Tan Yunlong, who had just finished a meeting with the city's task force, walked back to his office while yawning. When he opened the door, he saw the boy sitting in his office.
Tan Yunlong picked up the thermos, poured a cup of tea, and placed it in front of Li Zhuiyuan.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, and his next question was:
"Where are the bones?"
"Well..." Li Zhuiyuan looked troubled, "Uncle Tan, you jumped a lot."
"Because you told me the location of the skeleton last time you came into my office, and now you're here again."
"In the cemetery at the junction of Xijiao Village and Dongjiao Village, there are two people unconscious next to them."
"The accomplice responsible for moving the bones?"
"This needs to be investigated by the police uncles."
"Thank you, Xiaoyuan, you really helped me a lot from beginning to end this time."
“My great-grandfather often taught me that I should remember the differences between the police and the people.”
"Xiaoyuan, where is your registered residence?"
"Uncle Tan, don't scare the children."
"I'm just asking casually and caring about you, how older my son should be than you."
"Then you must not have a good relationship with your son."
Tan Yunlong was choked. It was true that he only saw his son smiling at him when he bought food and toys for his son.
"Uncle Tan, is the case going smoothly?"
"The detection speed is very fast. Once the skeleton is confirmed, the case will basically be closed."
"That's great."
After finishing speaking, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. It was very hot, so he dipped it in his mouth and then put down the teacup.
"Uncle Tan, I'm going home, you are busy."
"I'll let someone send you off."
"No, my driver is waiting for me outside."
After the boy walked out of the office, Tan Yunlong seemed to remember something. He came to the corridor and stopped a person and asked: "Xiao Zhang, is Uncle Li gone?"
"Just left, Captain Tan, do you need me to call him back?"
"No, it's okay. By the way, call a few people and come with me to pick up the bones."
"Picking ribs? Are you having a dinner tonight?"
……
There are several empty cars parked at the door of the police station. There are cars outside that can't get in, and there are cars inside that can't get out. People have been sent to ask people to move the cars.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the plaque that read "Shigang Town Police Station", opened his arms and hugged him.
He vaguely felt that the fact that the dead end dissipated so quickly this time, completely helping him to eliminate potential threats in advance, had a lot to do with this plaque.
At this time, the car blocking the door was cleared.
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and saw an old man on the other side of the door, also holding a plaque.
The old man and the young man looked at each other. They both let go of their hands silently.
"Oh my, my, I can't help but want to hug you when I see you." Li Sanjiang patted the dust on his body, "Xiaoyuan, why haven't you gone home yet?"
"I'm here to pick you up, Master."
"Oh, OK, let's go home."
……
After returning home, Li Zhuiyuan went up to the second floor to take a shower, while Runsheng was at the wellhead on the dam, washing his body with well water directly.
Liu Yumei, who was drinking tea, shook her head slightly and sighed.
After taking a shower, Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs and waited for dinner.
"Xiaoyuan, come with grandma."
Li Zhuiyuan stood up and came over. Ali, who had already sat down to wait for the meal, also stood up and came over with him.
Liu Yumei led the boy far into the east room. What puzzled Li Zhuiyuan was that Grandma Liu did not lead him to the memorial tablet this time, but led him into her and Ali's bedroom.
After coming in, Li Zhuiyuan knew what Liu Yumei meant.
Almost half of the bed was occupied by Jianlibao, which was neatly placed. The distance between each bottle was exactly the same.
Liu Yumei had no choice. She and Ali slept on the same bed, and now she had to make a bed on the floor.
"Grandma Liu, do you have an empty box?"
"Yes, here."
Li Zhuiyuan took action, picked up the bottles of Jianlibao on the bed, and placed them in the box.
Ali stood on the edge with his head lowered.
"It's great to use this box for collection. Let's find a way to fill this box as soon as possible. What do you think?"
Ah Li raised his head, looked at Li Zhuiyuan, then turned around, picked up Jianlibao on the bed, and put it in the box.
Liu Yumei was used to this. She tried her best to persuade her for days and nights, but the boy didn't say a word to help.
"Xiaoyuan, do you want to look back?"
"I don't want to."
"This road is not easy to walk."
"Well, it would be boring to leave."
After dinner, Li Zhuiyuan watched an episode of "Leo" with Ali, and then went to the terrace alone to finish today's horse step.
Returning to the desk in the bedroom, he turned on the lamp, took out his notebook, and turned to the first page, which was the plan he had written for his actions today.
"Hiss..."
The plan paper was torn off, crumpled into a ball, and thrown into the dustpan next to it.
After what happened today, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that no matter how good the plan is, at least half of it can be immediately scrapped after it is launched.
Picking up the pen, Li Zhuiyuan began to record the mistakes he made today.
Article 1: When encountering a special and classic environment like a cemetery, you should not enter too early. You must explore the outside to confirm the situation.
Article 2: Before you enter the dream and go to the underworld, you must predict in advance the accidents that may happen next.
Article 3: If you don’t take the right path, it seems like death will be easier to solve.
Turning to the next page, Li Zhuiyuan began to record the test usage of various instruments today.
Finally, when writing on the talisman paper, Li Zhuiyuan hesitated and then wrote:
Function of talisman paper: It can be used to detect whether there is dirt nearby, and it will turn black if there is any.
As soon as I put down my pen, I heard a knock on the door:
"Hou Xiaoyuan, I'm going to take a bath, my lord. You go to my lord's bedroom and wait."
"Oh, okay, Master."
Li Zhuiyuan entered the master's bedroom. Just like the first two days, there was a circle of candles placed on the tiles and a very familiar formation was drawn.
The reason why it looks familiar is because this formation is a little different from the previous ones.
And the "Jinsha Luo Wen Sutra" was still open on the ground.
This means that even though I have drawn this formation several times, I still have to continue to copy it every time I draw a new one.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the book, turned to the page about the transfer ceremony, glanced at the back of the book, and then glanced at the formation diagram on the ground.
"Huh?"
Then, as if he felt dazzled, he glanced at the book again, and then looked carefully at the formation on the ground.
"This time... the master actually drew it correctly?"
This should have been a good thing, but Li Zhuiyuan was not happy.
Because when the master draws the wrong formation, the effect of the formation is controllable. But who knows what will happen after the master draws the formation correctly?
The scariest thing is always the unknown.
From Li Zhuiyuan's point of view, he knew the purpose of his grandfather's relocation for him, which was to remove the dark things from his body and turn him back into an ordinary child who could live a normal life. Life.
But this is not what he wants, he has already embarked on this path.
Furthermore, even if you don’t consider the possibility that your great master’s good fortune will overwhelm you, what can you do with your great master’s good fortune?
My grandpa has been happy and carefree all his life, so what if something bad happens due to his good fortune?
Grandpa Nan and Grandpa Bei both have more than one grandson of their own, but Grandpa only recognizes himself as his great-grandson.
Others coveted this good fortune, but Li Zhuiyuan had no interest in it.
"Master, you'd better enjoy your old age in peace."
He squatted down, picked up the cinnabar box and rag next to him, and first wiped off a small corner directly north of the formation, and then refilled it with cinnabar. However, the corner was originally facing inward, but Li Zhuiyuan changed it to facing inward. On the outside, originally, the two small corners in the north and south were facing inward.
Although he hasn't started reading books about formations, he has copied and engraved a lot of them on equipment recently. He knows that such hedging in details can easily make formations lose their effectiveness.
Li Zhuiyuan nodded secretly: For such a large formation, the master should not be able to see such a small change.
"Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan!"
Runsheng's shout came from downstairs.
"Coming."
Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs and saw Runsheng holding the TV antenna and swinging it:
"Xiaoyuan, look, why is there no picture on this TV?"
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the night outside: "It seems like it's going to thunder. The signal is not good. I'm going to see Uncle Shan tomorrow morning, so you should go to bed early. If the TV isn't ready tomorrow, I'll send it to be repaired on the way. Come back." Hug it back later.”
"Um, Xiaoyuan, do you still have money to repair the TV? I heard that repairing the TV is quite expensive."
If the TV was damaged by him, Runsheng would not dare to tell his grandfather.
"It's okay, Brother Runsheng. If nothing else happens, we will have money tomorrow."
……
After taking a shower, Li Sanjiang walked into the bedroom wearing red pants and wiping the water on his body with a towel.
"Hey, where are the people from Xiaoyuanhou?"
Throwing the towel on the ground, Li Sanjiang walked to the bedside to get a cigarette and prepare to light one.
Unexpectedly, one of them accidentally stepped on the half-wet towel, slipped and lost his balance.
Fortunately, although the old man was old, his body was still strong and his reaction was very fast. He quickly turned sideways and put his left hand on the ground. He only knocked his knee slightly and did not fall completely.
Getting up with some luck, Li Sanjiang glanced at his red knees.
"Hey, is it bleeding?"
He reached out and touched it, but saw no wound. Then he put his hand in front of his eyes and saw that it was not blood, but cinnabar.
Li Sanjiang lowered his head to look at the formation on the ground and found that there was a small area in the due south formation, which he had erased with his knee.
He quickly dragged the cinnabar box over and prepared to fill it.
"Hey, what is this place?"
He has drawn this formation diagram many times. Although he has to follow the book every time, he has generally figured out some rules. For example, this formation diagram is symmetrical.
He looked up and looked at the opposite position, which is due north.
"Oh, it's an outward corner."
Li Sanjiang carefully filled it with cinnabar, clapped his hands, and nodded with satisfaction.
Next, he lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then lit all the candles on the ground.
Li Zhuiyuan came back at this time.
"Small sparrow, I told you to wait, why are you running around?"
"Hey, I'm here, sir."
"Hurry up and sit in the formation."
"Okay, Master."
Li Zhuiyuan sat down in his seat and took a special look at the north position of the formation. Well, that corner was still facing outward.
Li Sanjiang also sat down at this time, picked up a piece of talisman paper from his crotch and lit it, waving it while chanting something.
Finally, he took a deep breath and gathered strength to slap the ground hard, because this would bring up the wind to blow out the candles around him, and at the same time short-circuit the light bulb above his head.
I thought silently in my heart, one, two, three!
Take a photo with the talisman in hand,
"Crack!"
Darkness,
Devour everything instantly.
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