Chapter 48
Li Zhuiyuan sat on the ground and gently rubbed his temples with his hands.
After the first control crash, he was a little tired and needed to relax as soon as possible, because he still had a lot to do next.
If nothing else, he will face his biggest overdraft.
This kind of overdraft will most likely cause serious damage to your body.
He knew it, but he decided to do it anyway.
Because he is angry.
An emotion that was very precious to him.
At this time, the girl and the woman both faced him and knelt down.
Seeing this, Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand, but it had no effect.
He has released his control over them. Logically speaking, they should stand still now, or one should return to the rice vat and the other to the bed.
Li Zhuiyuan stood up helplessly, and so did mother and daughter.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table and sat down in his original position.
The girl and 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 caught in the middle, one on the left and the other on the right.
In this regard, Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to adjust, so that he could at least ensure that the sleeping Binbin would not fall.
However, as they sat down, the expressions and movements on their faces began to become slightly distorted, which seemed to indicate some kind of loss of control.
Although Li Zhuiyuan didn’t understand the principle, he probably knew how to deal with it:
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you.
Now, please be patient a little longer. Zhou Yong is just a knife ordered by others. You don't want to let go of the real culprit who caused you to suffer this, right? ”
When the girls and women heard this, they became quiet again.
"Brother Runsheng, control and pack Zhou Yong first. Call me when you're done. I'll take a nap first."
"Okay, don't worry, Xiaoyuan."
At this time, Zhou Yong was stuck in the corner by Runsheng. The Yellow River shovel was fixed on the opponent's neck, trapping him physically.
He was very weak now. Although he was still trying to push the shovel away with his hands, he was too weak to resist.
Runsheng walked to the sack, took out the soul-returning basket and homecoming net, and spread them on the ground.
He took out his own box of ink pad, pressed his fingers one by one, made gestures according to specific steps, and grasped each position of the homecoming net in turn. Finally, he clasped the net rope tightly with his ten fingers, put his hands together, and slapped hard, like this , apply the red mark evenly and symmetrically on the homecoming website, and the effect will be guaranteed.
The whole process is very smooth, very ritualistic, and very ornamental, but it lacks practicality.
After all, not everyone can stand still and give you enough time to prepare your equipment.
Of course, Runsheng also wants to be like Xiao Yuan, who can "consecrate" the appliance with just a smear of red mud on his fingertips.
He also tried, but failed. Xiaoyuan's simplicity and casualness were based on calculation. Xiaoyuan knew where to apply and how much to apply. Xiaoyuan also taught him, but he couldn't calculate.
After completing the preparations for the Soul Returning Basket and Returning Home Network, Runsheng placed the Soul Returning Basket on Zhou Yong's head, pulled it down, and enclosed it completely, and then wrapped it with the Returning Home Network. , simply wrapped Zhou Yong into a rice dumpling.
Finally, Runsheng took out the talisman paper drawn by Xiao Yuan himself and pasted it on Zhou Yong's head.
The colors changed one by one, and they were torn off and put on new ones. They continued to change color. After tearing off and pasting seven pieces in a row, Runsheng stopped. It was considered that he had completed the last step of the ritual.
Regarding this move, even Zhou Yong's cloudy eyes seemed to reveal some confusion and doubt.
Li Zhuiyuan told Runsheng that the talisman he drew was of no use, 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 like a corpse.
At this time, Tan Wenbin woke up.
He felt so tired, as if his body had been 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 hadn't woken up yet and was still in a dream, so he closed his eyes and lay down again.
Soon, he opened his eyes again, looked to the left, and then to the right.
Swallowed.
He sat up suddenly and was about to scream when his mouth was covered by Runsheng's hand.
"Woooooooo..."
"Shhh."
Tan Wenbin nodded.
Runsheng took his hand away.
Tan Wenbin turned to look, and at that moment Runsheng turned sideways to nudge Li Zhuiyuan, while Zhou Yong on his back made contact with Tan Wenbin.
Li Zhuiyuan woke up and saw that Runsheng was ready. He also stood up, but still asked with concern:
"Brother Binbin, are you okay?"
"I...what's wrong with me? Oh, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."
"You go back to Uncle Shan's house and sleep."
"No, I can still do it, I can still help." Tan Wenbin stood up tremblingly, finally freed himself from the restraints, then bent down and began to breathe heavily.
"Brother Binbin, eat more good food recently to replenish your body."
"Well, I will. I never thought I was so weak before."
"Brother Runsheng, let's go."
The three of them left the house and walked down the small dam.
Immediately, there was the sound of the door being locked in the house, and then the lights were turned off. Under the moonlight, a figure flashed past the kitchen and bedroom.
Because Zhou Yong left the confines of his home, girls and women could only return to their previous positions and wait for Zhou Yong to return home.
This is the life Zhou Yong wants to maintain.
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and stared at the well on the dam.
"Brother Runsheng, stay here."
"Okay."
"Brother Binbin, do you still have the strength?"
Tan Wenbin nodded vigorously: "It's okay."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Brother Xiaoyuan, it's okay, trust me."
Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin walked back to the small dam. Because Runsheng was still outside with Zhou Yong on his back and did not come in, the girls and women in the room were not led to move around anymore.
Li Zhuiyuan lifted the bamboo hat on the manhole cover, picked up the rope from the bucket next to him, and tied it to himself. Li Zhuiyuan threw the other end of the rope to Tan Wenbin.
"Hold it."
"Okay." To be on the safe side, Tan Wenbin 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. He went down into the well and lowered himself down bit by bit. He didn't stop until he was half a meter away from the water.
At the mouth of the well, Tan Wenbin lay down and got stuck. His arms were now weak and he could only use his body as a slot.
Under the illumination of the flashlight, Li Zhuiyuan saw the patterns carved on the well wall.
There was movement in the water below my feet. I shined my flashlight downwards, and I 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 texture here.
It was cold down there, but he was so hot that he started to sweat.
Modifying the lines left by others is much more difficult than rearranging it yourself, and the amount of deduction is greater.
But there was no way, firstly, time did not allow, and secondly, it was difficult for Li Zhuiyuan to gather the materials to arrange these.
The most important thing is that it is easier to trap the opponent on the premise of retaining the other person's layout.
An hour later, Li Zhuiyuan pulled the rope.
Above, Tan Wenbin, who was stuck there and was in pain from being strangled, had rested for a while, and began to exert force to slowly pull out the rope.
Li Zhuiyuan, who was gradually rising, looked down at the water below his feet.
The water snake was still there, but it was not as lively as before, and under the flashlight, the snake's body under the water showed bright and diverse colors.
A smile appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's face, this is the right thing, things like Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water are still too low-level.
When he came outside the well and breathed in the fresh air, Li Zhuiyuan wiped the sweat from his face and felt a stickiness on the back of his hand. He shined a flashlight and it turned red.
"Xiao Yuan, you have a nosebleed." Tan Wenbin began to look for paper from his body.
"Yes." Li Zhuiyuan raised his head, took the paper ball and stuffed it into his nose, and then untied the rope himself.
"Xiaoyuan, are you too tired?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Li Zhuiyuan didn't take it seriously.
After carefully checking that there were no blood stains on the ground, he put the bamboo hat back on the well mouth and restored the place.
After walking down the small dam, Li Zhuiyuan signaled to Runsheng that he could leave.
When they came to the small river, Li Zhuiyuan walked in front with a compass in his hand. While silently reciting "Liu's Qi-Wang Jue", he pointed out to Runsheng the points that needed to be excavated and raised.
When he reached the bridge, Li Zhuiyuan collapsed on the ground, raised his neck and asked: "Brother Runsheng, do you remember everything just now?"
"Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, I've remembered everything."
"Hurry up and start construction."
"Yeah!"
Runsheng put Zhou Yong down on his back, picked up the Yellow River shovel and started digging and laying the ground.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, shall I go and help?"
"No need, Brother Binbin, please stay and help me deal with the nosebleed. It can't stop."
"Oh. Okay."
Runsheng is very powerful, and the Yellow River shovel is suitable for this environment. If he works alone, he will be more efficient and less likely to make mistakes.
Here, Tan Wenbin finally stopped Xiaoyuan's nosebleed again and asked with concern:
"Xiaoyuan, are you really okay?"
"It's okay."
"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 him, Zhou Yong was still squirming.
Tan Wenbin looked at him with lingering fear. Even though he had sat at the same table before, he was still afraid of death.
"Brother Binbin, when I go back this time, I will teach you some ways to deal with death."
"Really, that's great!"
Then, the two of them said in unison:
"Keep it a secret from your dad."
"Keep it a secret from my dad!"
After saying that, both of them laughed.
Runsheng cannot be used as two people by himself. He really still needs a helper. The previous situation was like a game of leading a sheep and a wolf across the river. One of him and Runsheng must stay where he is and watch Zhou Yong to prevent accidents. .
Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to rest. He was very sleepy.
When I was sleeping soundly, I was shaken awake: "Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan."
Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, which were bloodshot.
Runsheng felt a little distressed, but did not speak to dissuade him, but asked: "I just did it as you said, what should I do next?"
Li Zhuiyuan stood up, took the compass and walked under the bridge.
Runsheng protected him and came down together, fearing that the boy would accidentally fall down and be swept away by the river.
Li Zhuiyuan began to talk about the places that needed to be modified under the bridge. It did not require any major engineering work. It was still a small modification based on the original foundation. Runsheng could do it by himself with tools.
In addition, Li Zhuiyuan also discovered that although Brother Runsheng was not good at calculations, he had a very good memory. Every time he said something, he could remember it clearly and did it without any mistakes.
"Do you remember clearly, Brother Runsheng?"
"Remember it clearly."
"Yeah."
After Li Zhuiyuan responded, he fell forward.
With quick eyes and hands, Runsheng picked him up and returned to the shore. After telling Tan Wenbin to take care of Xiaoyuan, he took the tools and climbed up the bridge from the side.
Tan Wenbin had prepared water and paper balls, but this time Li Zhuiyuan, who was in a semi-conscious state, did not have any more nosebleeds, but blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes.
"This..."
He first used water to help clean it, but found that blood started to flow out of the corners of his eyes soon after wiping it clean. But these eyes were not nostrils, and he didn't know how to stop the bleeding.
He could only put Li Zhuiyuan's head on his lap and help massage the boy's temples with his hands, hoping to relieve his fatigue.
"Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan..."
Li Zhuiyuan was woken up again. 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." Only then did Li Zhuiyuan realize that his vision was filled with red.
He stood up with difficulty, squatted down to the river, scooped up water and started to flush his eyes.
Although he could still see blood dripping, his vision was much clearer.
Looking back at Runsheng, he found that Runsheng's body was covered with mud and lime, and the skin on his hands and feet were abraded in many places, with blood oozing out.
"Xiao Yuan, check it out."
"Yeah."
"Come, 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, he confirmed that the Feng Shui here had been changed by him.
"Brother Runsheng, you did a good job."
"What do you need me to do next?"
"Brother Runsheng, you can rest."
"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."
"I'll do it."
Li Zhuiyuan was silent.
Runsheng understood.
"Then, can you hold on?"
"You have to hold on even if you can't hold on. We don't have much time. They will be the first to come tomorrow night."
There are two types of Feng Shui patterns, one is natural patterns and the other is man-made patterns.
Natural phenomena last forever, and unless large-scale terrain changes suddenly occur, the only thing that can change this natural phenomenon is the vicissitudes of life.
Therefore, the ancients usually chose this cemetery to take advantage of this natural phenomenon.
A man-made situation is like cutting a net in a river to raise your own fish. If you don't maintain and repair it regularly, the fishing net will inevitably be broken after a period of time, and the fish inside will flow back into the river.
The layout of this small river basin is very simple and fragile. When checking it during the day, Li Zhuiyuan found that there had been deviations, and it was time for the other party to repair it.
Of course, the other party does not have to come to fix it, but at least he has to come to check the results of the "exercise questions".
Therefore, Zhou Yong was actually deceived over and over again. What he thought would last forever actually had a shelf life. If the other party did not come to protect it, he would soon die in the river or at home, along with his wife and daughter.
In short, this matter cannot be postponed. Before dawn, he must complete all the arrangements, and then rest well...recuperate.
Back on the shore, Li Zhuiyuan sat down in front of Zhou Yong.
Enter Yin.
Runsheng and Tan Wenbin beside him disappeared, leaving only Zhou Yong. He is now very weak, like a fish that has been ashore for a long time.
This is good, because Li Zhuiyuan is also very tired now.
The weak frequencies of both sides now match very well, and soon they are on the same frequency.
This also made Li Zhuiyuan make a new discovery, that is, when he 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 it can be easily solved through other methods, then do you still need to control it?
At present, it is difficult to maintain a dead animal. You have to create a suitable environment for it and maintain it regularly, and you have to beware of betrayal by the other party at all times.
Its state of existence is destined to resist.
The previous mother and daughter quickly showed signs of losing control when he did not directly kill Zhou Yong.
The only exception now is the little oriole.
But the little yellow warbler gained a longer existence because of that "it" in the fish pond. And currently, Li Zhuiyuan doesn't know where the little yellow warbler has gone. Perhaps... it has been taken underground by that "it". .
In the black book, Wei Zhengdao himself said that it was a powerful method to deal with death, not a "taming manual".
Because you can't expect something that's been in torment to be loyal to you for a long time.
Wei Zhengdao understood this very clearly, but Wei Zhengdao's friend did not. He succeeded in raising the animals, but at the cost of turning himself into a dead animal.
That's why Li Zhuiyuan felt that that guy was extremely stupid. Which animal trainer's purpose of training an animal was to put himself in a cage?
"Come, 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 studying Zhou Yong's tragic and sad scenes after his wife and daughter fell ill. He quickly skipped them and only stopped at a few key points.
The first one is the words that came from the window when Zhou Yong was lying on the bedside crying for his dead 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, and Zhou Yong went out again, but still no one was found, and there was another letter with the same content.
One night after his wife and daughter died, Zhou Yongku was sitting in the house drinking wine. The voice appeared again. He still didn't see anyone. After picking up the letter outside the house and opening it, he found that the specific method was described in the letter.
Li Zhuiyuan sighed. He had to say that the other party's hands and feet were very clean.
They are clearly doing bad things but leave no trace or trace behind. This kind of behavioral logic is very similar to Grandma Liu and others.
This is not to say that Liu Yumei is also bad, but that these two groups of people have always been taboo about something for fear of being involved.
Just like this group of people, they are obviously doing extremely disgusting bad things, but they don't really have dirty hands.
Even if they were probably the girls and women they killed, for them, who had been bedridden for a long time, death at that time was a kind of relief, similar to euthanasia in the West.
When you kill them, they will not feel resentful, but will feel grateful inside.
Of course, this is because they don't know what is waiting for them after death... In fact, if he hadn't told them, their hatred would only be focused on Zhou Yong.
Hands and feet, so clean.
Is this reverence for that taboo?
This is why, when I propose a plan to Black Cat, Black Cat will be surprised: Can you righteous people really do this?
It turns out that there is indeed this right rule.
However, Li Zhuiyuan did not have the idea of retreating.
For him, after all the important things are done, he goes home and hugs his great-grandfather more.
This Zhou Yong is really interesting. With just three letters, he really used all his family resources to build bridges and arrange them.
But when you think about the portrait of Jesus placed in his house, you can understand that this person is superstitious and is a fool who likes to be fooled.
I would rather live in poverty at home than give money to those scam artists. I also think that I am smart and wise, and that everyone in the world is drunk and I am alone.
Li Zhuiyuan forcibly cheered up, and from Zhou Yong's perspective, he said:
"Now, let me speak, you come and see, and I tell you...the truth."
The third step in Wei Zhengdao’s Black Book: Lie!
Zhou Yong's perspective was dialed back, back to before Zhou Yong came home from playing cards and found his wife dead. As soon as Zhou Yong approached his house, he heard the sound of conversation coming from behind the house:
"Well, his wife has been killed by me."
"It's good to kill him. It's really a waste of time if he doesn't die."
"This way, when he comes back and sees us, he will be so heartbroken that he will die, and it will also be convenient for us to make our next plan."
"Is the letter ready?"
"Okay, but don't you leave any specific operations now?"
"No need for now, his daughter is not dead yet."
Li Zhuiyuan forced himself to brace himself and continued to flick the camera until Zhou Yong found out that his daughter was dead.
The same scene, the same eavesdropping, and even just a few small changes in the dialogue.
It wasn't that Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to do his work more meticulously, but that he couldn't hold it any longer.
He knew very well that this method of forcibly and roughly modifying memories would cause chaos in Zhou Yong's original memory chain.
You wouldn't be able to do this to a normal person. After a person gets dizzy, he or she will quickly dismiss the false memory as a normal person's dream last night and forget about it.
But Li Zhuiyuan believed Zhou Yong because he was really easy to deceive.
Moreover, I also "adapted" it based on the facts, which is in line with the internal logic of the memory chain.
Continue to fiddle and return to the scene of Zhou Yong sitting in the room drinking wine after his wife and daughter died.
Outside, there was a conversation:
"Okay, we killed his wife and children, and now we can make the next plan."
"Well, he's so stupid. I've left the letter here, and he'll do what we say in it like a life-saving straw."
"Throw it away, he's coming out soon."
"Yeah."
Li Zhuiyuan originally wanted to deepen and enrich the last conversation, but he couldn't bear it anymore. It was difficult to maintain the negative state, and the perspective of the scene was also turbulent and broken.
However, it should be fine.
Li Zhuiyuan put down 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 journey was over because the voices of Runsheng and Tan Wenbin came to his ears. "Runsheng, why can't I stop this bleeding? It's so scary."
"You wipe it again, and I'll get some water."
"Brother Binbin."
"Xiaoyuan, you're awake, don't worry, we are trying to find a way to stop your bleeding."
"Brother Binbin, take a look at Zhou Yong and tell me how he is doing now."
"He...he kept shaking his head, as if he was having epilepsy. But don't worry, he can't break free from the basket and net."
"You continue to stare at him and tell me his changes, I can't see them now."
Runsheng came back, and soon, Li Zhuiyuan felt a cool feeling flowing from his eyes.
Now, I can open my eyes, but my field of vision is completely dark and I can't see anything.
"Xiao Yuan, why are your eyes so dull? Can you clearly see how many fingers I have raised?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.
Now he is afraid that even Liu Jinxia, who suffers from cataracts, can boast about her good eyesight in front of him.
He is no different now than he is blind.
"Xiaoyuan, will there be something wrong with your eyes?"
"Brother Xiaoyuan, don't scare me!"
"Don't worry, I'm just overdrafted. I can't see now, but I'm not really blind. I will recover slowly after I rest and recuperate."
There is a similar record in "The Record of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons": Blindness in both eyes will only recover after ten months, and then you will know how to control yourself.
Wei Zhengdao had overdrafted like this before, but he recovered in the end.
The "ten month" here is not easy to interpret. It can refer to one month, ten months, or ten days to one month.
Li Zhuiyuan felt that the third interpretation was the most appropriate. If Wei Zhengdao had been blind for ten months, his tone would have been heavier and more frightening when he wrote this passage. It would not be "only then can one know how to control", but "the desire to be frightened". Absolutely" "like being reborn".
"Xiaoyuan, the mucus in Zhou Yong's eyes has faded, and his eyes have turned red again, looking very angry."
"Is he staring at the three of us?"
"No, no, he didn't look at us."
"Well, okay, it worked."
Hatred has been transferred.
"Brother Runsheng, take down the net and basket, and put Zhou Yong into the water."
"Okay!"
Although this request was unreasonable, Runsheng never asked why.
He lifted Zhou Yong to the river, took away the net and basket, then looked at the man who was still flopping on the bank 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 plunged into the bottom of the water.
"Xiaoyuan, let's go to the hospital." Tan Wenbin said.
"Brother Binbin, please work harder and take me home on a tricycle.
Brother Runsheng, you stay here and take care of Uncle Shan and my great-grandfather.
Starting tomorrow, go to Zhou Yong's dam in the morning and evening to check out the situation. If you don't see the mother and daughter sitting on the dam waving to you, you can come to the river and search. You should be able to catch dead fish. ”
"Xiaoyuan, is there anything else I should pay attention to?"
"Remember to recalculate the money with the village chief."
"Okay." Runsheng agreed, turning to look at Tan Wenbin, "Can you still ride a bike?"
"No problem."
Runsheng asked with sincerity and concern: "You look very tired now. Do you want me to slap you to cheer you up?"
"No, no need, I smoke myself when I ride."
"Pay attention to safety and don't let anything happen to Xiaoyuan."
"Of course, don't worry."
Runsheng packed up his things and personally carried Li Zhuiyuan home.
Inside the house, two drunk old men were snoring loudly.
This time, I helped my master solve a problem again.
However, the boy didn't mind helping his master resolve these disasters. Because when I stay with my grandfather, I can do things more freely. The logic of my grandfather's usual behavior is not in line with the so-called right path.
Of course, it is also possible that the current righteousness is false or wrong, and the master's style of doing things is the true righteousness.
But thinking about it from another perspective, if he hadn't come, the master might not have encountered this matter.
Because, without him, the master would not be able to find Zhou Yong's house with the compass.
The first light of dawn appears.
Completely exhausted, Li Zhuiyuan felt no longer sleepy as he sat on a tricycle enjoying the cool morning breeze.
Although his eyes were too dark to see anything, he was in a very happy mood and even hummed a children's song "Let's Swing the Oars".
All his previous achievements had been too easy. In the subject of "Recovering Corpses", he experienced for the first time what it felt like to be a poor student.
I am studying hard and looking forward to a little progress, but you actually dare to cheat on me while you are framed!
Why?
Then I'll kill you.
Tan Wenbin smacked his mouth while riding the bike, but he couldn't help but laugh when he listened to the singing from behind.
The boy sitting behind him seemed to have given himself a terrifying maturity beyond his apparent age from the first moment they met. Many times, he felt that his father felt suppressed in front of the boy.
Therefore, every time he calls "Brother", it is really not to please him. He is already smarter and more mature than him.
Now, when he heard the boy singing, he felt happy for the boy, and he really looked like a child.
"Are you happy, Xiaoyuan?"
"Well, I'm very happy."
……
The tricycle drove safely to the dam at home. Tan Wenbin, who was riding the bicycle, almost had a swollen face.
After arriving at the ground, he dazedly pulled on the brakes, fell to the ground, and fell asleep.
This whole day and night, he was busy working non-stop. Not only was he frequently frightened, but he was also sucked in yang energy by death. To be able to survive until now is considered a miracle for normal people.
Liu Yumei and Aunt Liu were having breakfast. When they saw this, they dropped their chopsticks and got up and ran over.
Li Zhuiyuan's left and right hands were grabbed by Liu Yumei and Liu Ting respectively, and then the two looked at each other.
Aunt Liu let go of her hand, dragged Tan Wenbin back to the dining table on the first floor, and then went back to the house to grab medicine.
Liu Yumei stared at Li Zhuiyuan with a sullen face and sighed.
Li Zhuiyuan likes this quiet atmosphere very much. There is no unnecessary concern and inquiry, and everyone can see clearly.
Even, because one’s own eyes can’t see now, everyone no longer needs 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 and I'll whisper to you."
Ali came closer and pressed herself against the boy.
Li Zhuiyuan felt that his lips touched the girl's hair, and she put her ear to her.
"Let me tell you, there is a group of people who want to plot against me. I am very angry. I have already made arrangements and I will definitely kill them."
Of course Liu Yumei heard this whisper.
She originally thought that her granddaughter would be angry at the boy for making her look like this, but no one expected that after the boy finished speaking, her granddaughter's face actually showed two clear dimples.
"Ali, I can't see you now, take me back to the house."
Li Zhuiyuan felt that the girl was holding him forward with one hand, while the other hand was supporting his arm.
In the past, I 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 found nothing.
But soon, the quilt was covered on his belly, even folding it in the way 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. Then Li Zhuiyuan felt a wet towel being wiped on his face.
Wipe it for a while, fold it, and then continue wiping it, just like when I wiped her in the past.
It turned out that she had been studying.
The door to the room opened again, the footsteps of adults.
"Xiao Yuan, just lie down and don't move. Auntie will give you some medicine."
"Thank you Aunt Liu."
Ointment was applied to the eyes, and then a cloth band was tied around the back of the head.
A feeling of comfort rippled in his eyes, followed by deep fatigue.
Forced not to sleep yet, Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Aunt Liu, how long will it take for my eyes to heal?"
"Ten months."
Li Zhuiyuan: "..."
Aunt Liu laughed: "Haha, you can calm down in a month."
Li Zhuiyuan also had a smile on his face.
"You brat, how can you still laugh?"
"One month, just in time to finish the summer vacation and not delay the start of school."
……
During the day, Li Sanjiang woke up. When he learned that Xiaoyuan and Zhuangzhuang had gone back, he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he picked up his own business and led Runsheng along the river several times.
Runsheng originally thought that he would just spend time with Li Sanjiang and go through the motions.
Then, he saw Li Sanjiang take out the compass.
The compass pointed due south, and he followed Li Sanjiang to the bridge.
Under the bridge, Li Sanjiang untied his belt and peed.
When men urinate, they often don't like to stare down, but look around like a cloud.
He saw the monument under the bridge and sighed:
"Marquis Runsheng, is this man named Zhou Yong from your village?"
"Yes, sir."
"Tsk tsk, isn't he very rich? He donated money to build a bridge by himself."
"Um...I'm not very familiar with the people in the village."
"Are you not familiar with anyone from your village?"
"Uncle, you know that since my father and I are in this business, we rarely have contact with people in the village."
"That shouldn't be the case. Aren't you popular in the village? Who doesn't like mountain cannons who lose money while playing cards?"
"Most of the time, my father doesn't have any money in his pocket to play cards."
"Oh, that's right."
Runsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had drained all his wisdom and finally put the matter aside.
But then, a scene that dumbfounded Runsheng appeared.
Li Sanjiang took the compass and walked south to the bridge. In front of him was the intersection of the river and there was no way. Then he followed the compass in the opposite direction and walked north.
Zhou Yong's family happened to live in the north corner of the village.
Runsheng just followed Li Sanjiang and walked to Zhou Yong's house, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
My grandfather has always said that Uncle Sanjiang has no ability. Is this called having no ability?
Xiaoyuan spent a lot of effort to find Zhou Yong's house last night, and Uncle Sanjiang found it just like he did after peeing!
"Hahaha, hello to you!"
Li Sanjiang raised his hand and waved hello to the mother and daughter sitting on the dam.
Because Runsheng, a native of the village, happened to be standing next to him, he was able to see the mother and daughter.
"Uncle, let's not move forward." Runsheng decided that if Li Sanjiang continued to move forward, he would carry Li Sanjiang away even if he had to carry him.
"If I don't go, I won't go. It's just mother and daughter at home. Why go there? It's boring."
The women are at home, and it's not suitable for me, an old man, to get close to him.
But in Runsheng's ears, there was another interpretation. Uncle Sanjiang knew at a glance that Zhou Yong was not at home?
After hanging around until the afternoon, Li Sanjiang returned to Uncle Shan's house.
The village chief was also in the courtyard and asked about the progress. Li Sanjiang patted his chest and said don't worry, they will be found soon.
After the village chief left, there was still a lot of high-quality liquor left last night, and the village chief sent some braised vegetables in advance.
The two old men sat down and continued drinking.
As I drank, I got excited again.
When it was almost nightfall, Li Sanjiang remembered what he was here for, so he planned to get up and go for a walk while it was still dark.
Uncle Shan grabbed him and asked him to continue drinking with him, and then urged Runsheng to go out and walk around again.
Runsheng responded, picked up his things and went out. Xiao Yuan had already told him to visit him sooner or later.
He ran to Zhou Yong's house.
This time,
The mother and daughter on the dam did not appear again.
……
night.
An adult was walking along the river with a boy sitting on his shoulders.
At first glance, it was a father and son taking a walk at night.
But the conversation between them was shocking, because the grown man called the boy on his neck... daddy.
"Dad, Blind Man Liu's family asked someone to return the money to us. What should we do?"
"If I go there another day, the price will double. I don't believe she won't be tempted."
"Okay, is their family really that important?"
"It's very important. The fate of their family is really tough, especially the little granddaughter named Cuicui."
"Dad, are you attracted to her?"
The dwarf slapped the man beneath him on the head hard, and the man let out a cry of pain.
"Are you stupid? You are so determined to marry home. Are you hoping that your father will die soon?"
"Dad, if you didn't mean that, why are you trying to take advantage of others?"
"What are you doing? It's useful. If you can get in touch with their family, you can let them take care of things in the future. They are hard-working and can take care of things. There are three in the family. It would be great if one of them dies. ”
"Then why don't we just force them..."
"Force it, have you forgotten what your father and I taught you? In our line of work, the most taboo thing is to do something stupid. Even if you want to make your own plans, you have to pay attention to the method and clean up your hands and feet.
Otherwise, God knows when, a calamity will strike, and I don’t know why I died.
As father and son, one has dwarfism and the other has gigantism. Life is not easy for us. Not only does God dislike us, but also the world looks at us differently, so we have to be more careful when doing things, do you understand? ”
"Got it, Dad."
"By the way, remember to remind me to ask about the boy the next time you go to Blind Liu's house."
"Dad, you still remember that boy, isn't he just a child?"
"I always feel that that kid has seen through me."
"How is it possible, Dad, are you thinking too much? You are outside and everyone thinks you are my son."
"You can't be wrong. That boy just saw through me. He seemed to see my inner thoughts at a glance. You were inside at the time. You didn't know. The boy's gaze was so scary."
"Could it be that that boy has the same disease as your father?"
"I don't know, so I have to check it out next time I go to Siyuan Village. It's best to go to the boy's house. Oh, by the way, the quiet woman next to the boy is really good-looking. Just like people on TV.”
"I saw it too, isn't she lucky?"
"You can't tell, it shouldn't be hard."
"Then you will be my wife in the future?"
"Haha, you are my son. Do you understand the rules? How can I get your turn first?"
"Dad, I'm not a father like you."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, we're here, go down to the river, call that idiot out, see what the results were last time you tried it yourself, and let dad test your results too."
"Don't worry, Dad, it's no problem."
The man walked down the river with the dwarf on his shoulders, and was about to take out something to summon him, when bubbles suddenly appeared in front of him.
The back was exposed, then slowly turned over, and finally, Zhou Yong's figure was revealed.
"Dad, look, I raised a child so smartly that he came out on his own without even summoning him."
"It's indeed good, son. I said, I have never seen anyone more talented than you in this industry."
"That is."
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the mucus in Zhou Yong's eyes faded and turned red, and he pounced directly on the man.
"Dad!" the man screamed.
The dwarf on his head took out a piece of talisman and pasted it on Zhou Yong's forehead. Zhou Yong suddenly stopped moving.
"Dad, it's so scary. What happened just now?"
"It is common to die and lose control, so don't worry..."
A dark wind blew up at the bridge head, and the evil spirit in the river boiled instantly.
The talisman on Zhou Yong's forehead burned instantly.
"Roar!"
Zhou Yong's hands penetrated the man's chest, and then bit the man's neck.
"Click! Click! Click!"
The sound of bones breaking is so high-frequency and crisp.
The man was knocked down and fell into the river.
"How could this happen, how could this happen, no, this is impossible!"
The dwarf was flopping in the water. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Why did things develop like this?
In the river, blood and broken corpses emerged, and Zhou Yong continued to pounce on the dwarf.
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die, give me back my son!"
The dwarf's face was distorted and he no longer looked like a child at all.
A barbed rope appeared in his hand, and he looked like a fish in the water. He flexibly circled behind Zhou Yong, and the rope was put around Zhou Yong's neck and tightened vigorously.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Zhou Yong howled, his neck melting rapidly.
However, just when Zhou Yong appeared and roared, the lid of the well on his dam slipped off.
The colorful water snake below the well also opened its mouth and screamed silently, and then its body collapsed and turned into pus.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The windows of the bedroom and kitchen of the house were directly knocked out. After two women, one large and one small, jumped out, they headed towards the river at an extremely fast speed.
Runsheng was also running towards the river when he suddenly saw two figures passing by him. He recognized who it was, but he didn't know why. When the mother and daughter moved now, their feet were sliding on the ground. , like two rapidly sliding snakes.
Then, they jumped into the river together, and only two rapid ripples appeared on the water.
"You deserve to die, you killed my son, and that's my son!!!"
The dwarf used the rope in his hand to almost cut off half of Zhou Yong's neck. The aura on Zhou Yong's body also quickly withered, and the evil spirit quickly dissipated.
This feng shui pattern of flushing evil spirits has a short-lived effect.
But at this moment, Zhou Yong suddenly stretched out his arms and grabbed the dwarf's feet.
The dwarf didn't care at all, he only knew that this dead animal was about to be cut to death by him.
But at this moment, he turned his head and looked to his side. There seemed to be something under the water.
Suddenly, two figures emerged from under the water. One on the left and one on the right, they grabbed the dwarf and started biting madly.
Their eyes were like snake eyes, and with each bite, the blood flowing out of the dwarf's wound was not red but black.
"Ah!!!"
The dwarf let out a scream, and he tried to get rid of it, but three of them clung to him at close range, leaving him no room to move no matter how flexible his movements were.
In the end, he was unwilling to do so, his face turned blue-gray and poisonous, and he lost all vitality. He fell down with the three dead bodies and slowly sank into the river.
After his memory was tampered with by Li Zhuiyuan, Zhou Yong's resentment changed from his obsession that his wife and daughter could continue to accompany him to a desire to avenge his broken family.
When the enemy dies, his revenge is complete and the resentment begins to dissipate.
Even if an accident occurs, there is another layer of protection, that is, the feng shui of this river has been changed by Li Zhuiyuan to offset the evil energy, which will ignite the evil energy in this area in a short period of time and create a boiling effect, which naturally includes those who fall to the ground.
In short, Zhou Yong was completely dead.
As soon as he was over, the ghost wife and daughter who existed because of him were finally freed.
After all of them clustered together and sank underwater, they slowly dispersed and resurfaced. 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.
"Xiaoyuan, you are right, fish, there are so many dead fish!"
(End of chapter)