63. Chapter 63


Chapter 63

After the chef carefully prepared the dishes, he slowly wiped his hands and stood in the distance, quietly watching the diners taste them.

After committing the crime, the murderer hid in the crowd, secretly returned to the scene of the crime, and touched the cordon hung in front of him.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know which one he belonged to, maybe he was neither.

Because now, he is far from being able to draw emotional value from others.

But vaguely, deep in my heart, I have touched a faint flame. It is very weak, but it is really burning.

Just like the kind of relaxation and devotion that he could feel when he was painting at home, he was also very excited at the moment.

I inherited Li Lan's disease and was an emotional desert, but cacti can also grow in the desert.

And one's own barren emotions can also fluctuate under the influence of death.

This kind of discovery is difficult to tell to outsiders. Not only will they find it difficult to understand, but they will also think they are crazy.

It doesn't matter, Ali will understand anyway.

Li Zhuiyuan decided to tell the girl these feelings in detail after he met the girl in the mountain city, so that she could also share the happiness that his condition had improved. This was a private message between the two of them.

At this moment, all the eyes of the dead were focused on Li Zhuiyuan.

The boy knew that they could see him.

But he didn't feel afraid. The white frost beneath his and Runsheng's feet had subsided, which showed their attitude.

At least for now, they can still maintain some clarity and know who is helping them take revenge.

As for how they will change after the revenge is over, and whether they can still be clearly understood, to be honest, even Li Zhuiyuan himself has little hope for this.

The ancestors of the Qi family left countermeasures to their descendants, but they never expected that there would be so many corpses of violent deaths under this village in the future.

When the Feng Shui layout here is changed by himself, the blessing turns into a curse, and if he responds to this large group of dead people, even more unpredictable changes will inevitably occur.

Traditionally, it will be dissolved after the revenge is completed, but here, the difficulty of elimination will be greatly increased.

Fortunately, I have asked Runsheng to destroy the exit here, so these dead people will not come out to cause trouble to the place.

The only hidden danger is probably that if a knowledgeable colleague comes here in the future and sees the beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery here, and sits down cross-legged to walk around and play tricks, then the end will definitely be extremely miserable.

Even Li Zhuiyuan only dared to enjoy this feast of revenge today.

After today, he will not dare to enter here again.

The dead ones didn't move. The previous "please come in" didn't seem to impress them.

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to urge again:

"Hurry up, the food is getting cold."

The restaurant is open for business, and it’s still a buffet.

Finally, the dead people accepted Li Zhuiyuan's invitation and filed in.

Inside, there were immediately harsh sounds of panic and screams, mixed with the sound of a gunshot.

Li Zhuiyuan straightened his clothes. This action was unnecessary when he was in a negative state.

But just like Uncle Shan taught Runsheng to eat sweet potatoes without eating the skin, life inherently requires a sense of ritual.

Walking back to the ancestral hall is like stepping into a devil's cave.

Li Zhuiyuan walked calmly and walked through it.

He has been to this ancestral hall several times, whether in reality or in this space mezzanine, but every time he comes back here, he will have a different feeling, just like the scenery with four distinct seasons in a scenic spot.

"Bah..."

A pool of red and white splashed onto his shoes.

Li Zhuiyuan stopped and instinctively wanted to bend down to clean it, but suddenly realized that it would not dirty him at all.

Lift your feet and the uppers are still clean.

He walked into the hall and sat down on a bench, facing the courtyard.

It's not over yet, it's still early.

The flame of revenge needs to burn as long as possible, so that the firelight can barely bring the slightest comfort to the victim.

These executioners, whose hands are stained with blood, would be really advantaged if they died too simply.

Li Zhuiyuan rested his thighs with his elbows and his chin with his palms, just watching quietly.

Desperate wails, shrill pleas for mercy, and screams of collapse, all the sounds were intertwined together, unexpectedly harmonious, like a symphony played by a master himself.

The scene was obviously very noisy, but he was reluctant to speak out for fear of disturbing the ongoing performance on the stage.

There was a smile on the boy's mouth.

Unfortunately, there are no "outsiders" here.

Otherwise, if someone walks to the door of the ancestral hall and looks in, against the bloody and distorted background, there is a smiling boy sitting in the center in the distance. This is really a beautiful composition design.

Time is passing by minute by second. There is no clear rhythm of prelude, foreshadowing, high-end and ending. It will just start from the high-end to the abrupt end.

At this time, a person, or to be precise, half a person, climbed up to the boy, it was the village chief.

Behind him was a long path of blood, with intestines and other kinds of waste spilled on it.

Logically speaking, he should have died a long time ago, but he is still "alive", his hands are still strong, and he keeps pulling at the floor tiles. He still has the desire to live.

Such a target of revenge is often more fun, and it is even more difficult to let him die all at once, chewing out all the juice like a sugar cane.

Next to him, driving the village chief away like a dog, was Zhu Yang.

The village chief had already crawled over, but Zhu Yang still stopped where he was, looking at the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan pointed behind him with some doubts. Zhu Yang did not move, but placed his hands on his own belly and slowly opened it.

Like a double door, his chest was opened like this, and the books filled inside were scattered on the floor.

Some are still relatively intact, while others have long been broken into semi-mush.

The quality of these mimeographed pirated books was indeed very poor. After being soaked in water, the ink stained Zhu Yang's abdominal cavity, making it dark as if it had been smeared with a layer of kitchen dust.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at him with some confusion. Soon, the boy understood.

In Zhu Yang's chest, there was a book tucked between his ribs.

This book is in excellent preservation. Even if it is soaked in water, it still has a comfortable glossy texture.

This texture was very familiar to Li Zhuiyuan.

At home, he has books made of the same material, which is what Wei Zhengdao likes to use...Buddha paper.

Zhu Yang reached out and pulled out the book, causing the two ribs to shake a few times.

He handed the book to the boy.

There is a line of words written on the cover: "Qi's Spring and Autumn Period".

At first glance, the title of the book looks very similar to the famous "Lu Spring and Autumn Annals" in history.

But Li Zhuiyuan knew very well that whether the ancestors of the Qi family built the imperial tomb as a family inheritance, or later lived in seclusion here to study this mezzanine space, they would be of great value if they randomly intercepted and recorded part of their family experiences.

However, he is now in a yin state and can touch it, but cannot change the physical object.

He has always been a little dissatisfied with the position of the bench under him, but he can't move it. Moreover, this bench is the only one in the whole place that is still standing, and the others have fallen down. He has no choice but to make do with it.

In short, the boy is now unable to perform the simple act of turning the pages of a book.

I feel a little regretful. It seems that I shouldn't have let Runsheng ruin the exit in such a hurry.

Of course, this regret is only emotional. It was impossible for me to take the risk of death beforehand.

Zhu Yang didn't chase the village chief anymore. The part that might belong to him had already been played, and the rest should be taken over by other dead people.

Everyone has the need for revenge, but the perpetrators are limited after all, so they can only be treated like a long-legged centipede and provide happiness to everyone.

Zhu Yang sat down in front of Li Zhuiyuan and put the book on his lap.

Li Zhuiyuan just lowered his head and watched with him.

Zhu Yang likes to read. This "Qi Shi Chun Qiu" may have been lost in the depths of the pool. He just happened to be turned to death and took it over.

Without this kind of chance coincidence, it would be very difficult for this book to be published again. In fact, being moved from the depths of the pool to here completely blocked the possibility of this book being published again.

Zhu Yang opened the first page, which was full of colorful dots of different sizes.

He turned another page, and there were still dense dots of various colors and sizes.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes widened. He knew that this was his only chance to read this book, so he worked hard to remember the content on every page.

He knew that his memory was not good, and he could not compare with the two classmates in his previous class who had a photographic memory.

Therefore, he could only glance at Zhu Yang twice more when he was flipping through the book, so as to ensure that he remembered it.

As for deciphering the contents like the pebbles on the wall of the ancestral hall, don't rush it now, there will be plenty of time later.

The process of flipping through the book ended quickly. After turning to the last page, Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and closed his eyes, quickly reviewing all the previous pages in his mind.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that Zhu Yang's body began to tremble. The nails of the hand he was holding the book began to grow longer and black, including his exposed ribs. There were also pits and dents on them, thick and thick. Black pus dripped out like ink.

He is gradually changing and losing himself completely step by step.

In fact, when he was flipping through the second half of the book, Li Zhuiyuan had already noticed that the other party's hands were shaking, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

Now that he had finished reading the book, Zhu Yang finally no longer had to suppress the uncontrollable ferocity in his body.

At this time, the feast of revenge finally came to an end.

But those who died were generally still unfinished.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he could not stay here any longer. He estimated the time and found that it was less than half an hour, but it was about the same.

He wanted to do a death count so that he could report to the police the number of people in the village who were absconding in fear of crime.

But there are pieces here and there, all over the ancestral hall, and there are even several hanging on the beams, making it impossible to take stock.

Forget it, let’s go.

Before leaving, Li Zhuiyuan said to Zhu Yang in front of him: "I will send a sum of money for reading books to your home."

Zhu Yang's eyes, which had turned red, suddenly became clear after hearing these words. Although it was short-lived, he did understand.

One code equals the other. He gave the four of him a ride just to find someone to support him. Brother Liangliang not only bought cigarettes and food but also paid for the meal;

The corpses spontaneously built a pontoon under the water, guiding the four of them out of the dark pool, and awakening them so that they could take revenge in person;

All of the above are not owed to each other, except for the flip of the book just now, I owe the other party this separate favor and should repay it.

The dead people around him silently gathered towards Li Zhuiyuan, following some fierce instinct that gradually awakened in their hearts.

"Roar!"

Zhu Yang let out a low roar, and two rows of ribs pierced through the flesh and were placed in front of him. His cold eyes swept around, causing those who had just approached to fall down and collectively take two steps back.

Li Zhuiyuan had a hard time imagining how this place would develop in the future. If they were all trapped here, would it turn into a new Gu breeding ground?

In the end, what will be produced?

Fortunately, they can't get out.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and ended his walk. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Runsheng about to pinch his hand.

"Brother, I'm awake."

"Wait a minute, I'll wake up Xiaoyuan first."

Runsheng pinched it.

"Hey...brother, I'm awake."

"Ah, oh, haha." Runsheng scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Brother Runsheng, let's go."

"Okay."

Runsheng bent down and motioned for the boy to get on his back.

"Brother, I can walk by myself."

"You are tired and I am full."

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and wiped the dried blood at the corners of his eyes, and finally climbed onto Runsheng's back.

They did not leave the village, but still went around the mountain.

When we arrived at the top of the mountain, it was already noon and the sun was shining brightly, dispersing the humidity in the mountains.

Going down the mountain and detouring to the main road, police cars and trucks came quickly.

Tan Wenbin and Xue Liangliang were spotted in the back seat of the second police car, waving their hands excitedly.

Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng also got into the police car. The police car stopped in front of the village entrance without sirens, and the police rushed into the village.

The expected fierce resistance and difficult arrest did not happen, because most of the young men and women in the village seemed to have "absconded" in fear of crime.

The bodies of many victims were never found, but there was so much evidence of crimes left in the village that it was found in almost every household, which meant that every household was involved.

There is also a ravine specially used for landfill and vehicle disposal.

Before Zhu Yang's truck had time to deal with it, Xue Liangliang and others went up to take down his luggage, while Li Zhuiyuan took a letter written by Zhu Yang to his wife and daughter, which contained the address and the phone number of the village.

Although there are too many mysteries in the process of handling the case, there is no doubt that this is a major case. However, in the current context of cracking down on car gangs and road bullies, it is just a big splash.

Perhaps many years later, when someone hears about the "car gangsters", they will feel strange and confused, as if it is difficult to believe that such a thing could actually happen in reality.

There may also be people who want to find those dusty archives. When they look at this case, they will start to speculate on various conspiracy theories about various inexplicable details in the case.

But, that’s all for the future.

As mere reporters, Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin were not kept for long.

Probably because they knew Xiaoyuan would do something special, they were careful when reporting the crime. They only said that the four of them happened to go to play in the nearby woods at night and witnessed Zhu Yang who was left in the big truck being surrounded. The scene where Du Du was killed concealed the fact that the four people had entered the village.

After learning their destination, the police station originally wanted to send a car to take the four of them directly to the mountain city.

But Xue Liangliang still refused, because he did not want to cause trouble to the police, so he only accepted being sent to the next city, where he bought a new ticket and boarded the train.

This time it was a hard seat, but fortunately it didn’t take too long.

"The mountain city has arrived. Passengers arriving in the mountain city, please check your belongings and prepare to get off the car. Wake up, the mountain city has arrived!"

The conductor's voice woke up many people from their sweet dreams. This was not the terminal station, so half of them wiped the corners of their mouths and stood up to get their luggage, while the other half continued to sleep in a lying or leaning position.

The four of them walked out of the train station. Everyone looked a little depressed. It would be difficult for anyone to be energetic after being forced into such a period of their journey.

Fortunately, although the matter was big, everyone still adjusted their mentality very quickly. After all, they all had "experienced the world".

At the entrance of the train station, a lot of old aunties held up signs to promote their small hotels to attract customers. Some even came directly to pick up your luggage.

Xue Liangliang chose the only aunt who didn't shout about special service arrangements.

You made the right choice. Although this hotel is not big, it is very clean. The boss has opened a multi-person room with four small beds close together.

The four of them put down their luggage, took showers one by one, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Li Zhuiyuan slept lightly, and woke up three hours later. Then he couldn't fall back to sleep, so he sat on the bed and stared at the curtains that were gradually brightened by the sun.

After everyone else woke up, everyone checked out of the room and went to the breakfast restaurant downstairs to eat.

The proprietress and his wife first asked what they wanted to eat in Chongqing dialect, but Tan Wenbin and Runsheng who were walking in front didn't understand.

Seeing that he was from out of town, the landlady slowed down her speaking speed and spoke slowly word by word. Although she was still in Chongqing dialect, she probably felt that this was extremely standard Mandarin.

Xue Liangliang came over and said with a smile: "How many taels do you want to eat, boss? Two bowls of three taels for the hand, and I want some clear soup."

"Do you want it?"

Tan Wenbin: "The red soup is worth three pounds."

Runsheng: "Chongqing noodles, five pounds."

Boss lady: "..."

In the end, it was made.

Tan Wenbin used the largest bowl in the store, while Runsheng used a basin.

Touching the edge of the basin, Runsheng felt a warm and familiar feeling of returning home.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't eat the three ounces, so Xue Liangliang poured some more into his bowl.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng were sweating while eating. In the end, Runsheng drank even the soup base.

That is to say, after breakfast, there were not many people in the store, otherwise it would definitely attract onlookers.

After the meal, Xue Liangliang stopped a taxi and took the four people to a hotel in Guanyinqiao. It was a cooperative hotel of his new unit and also a guest house.

Last night, everyone arrived at night and went to bed after entering the hotel, so now, everyone can finally appreciate the scenery of the mountain city.

This is a very charming city. It has both modern buildings and facilities, as well as traces of the previous era. Multiple periods of history are harmoniously integrated here, and combined with its high and low terrain features, it forms a unique The charm of a mountain city.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that there was no need to deliberately go to scenic spots. Even just driving through the city in a car was a wonderful enjoyment.

The standard of the new hotel was much higher. Xue Liangliang took out his ID and letter of introduction to register. He opened one hotel at public expense and another at his own expense.

The hotel is on the eighth floor. There is an elevator to go up to. Runsheng took the elevator for the first time. He was such a big man and felt a little helpless in the place.

After entering the room, Xue Liangliang said that he would first go to the new unit to register and go through the procedures, and then he would take everyone to specific sightseeing spots to have a detailed look at them tomorrow. Tan Wenbin and Runsheng planned to take a walk near the hotel first.

Li Zhuiyuan called the number Liu Yumei gave him in the hotel. There was a male voice on the other end of the phone. After asking for his hotel address, he asked Li Zhuiyuan to go downstairs. The car was already waiting downstairs.

This surprised Li Zhuiyuan. Is it so fast?

When I came to the hotel lobby, I saw a brand new black car parked there. The driver got out of the car wearing white gloves and walked over to ask:

"Excuse me, is this Master Li Zhuiyuan?"

"My name is Li Zhuiyuan, but I am not a young master."

"Please get in the car."

The driver took the initiative to help open the car door. After Li Zhuiyuan sat in, he turned around and saw a woman in very fashionable clothes with orange wavy perms, carrying a bag and running out in a hurry. Her high heels made a "didi-dah-dah" sound on the ground. Rushing sound.

"What are you doing? Why are you urging me? Aren't you going just before dinner? Why do you suddenly have to ask me to come down?"

Immediately, the woman saw the boy sitting in the back seat and asked angrily:

"Also, who is he and why is he sitting in my car?"

The driver said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Master Li is my distinguished guest. Madam, I have ordered you to drive to Chunyuan now. If you don't want to go, you can."

"You..."

The woman was very angry, but she endured it.

The driver opened the passenger door for her. When the woman saw this, she pursed her lips angrily, and finally got in.

Only then did Li Zhuiyuan realize that this car was prepared for this woman, but because of his phone call, it was temporarily changed to pick him up.

Spring Garden is on a mountain. Li Zhuiyuan doesn't know which one it is specifically, because the mountain city is full of mountains.

After passing the security booth and driving in, Li Zhuiyuan observed the environment here. It should be a Chinese-style private high-end club. It is generally only used by the owner or when entertaining VIPs, and is not open to the public.

After getting off the bus, a middle-aged woman dressed in noble clothes came to guide the way.

The woman in the passenger seat got out of the car first and nervously arranged her hair and collar. She lost all her previous arrogance and shouted in a very reserved voice:

"Sister-in-law."

The middle-aged woman ignored her. After seeing Li Zhuiyuan get out of the car, she smiled, walked over, and took the initiative to hold Li Zhuiyuan's hand:

"Master Zhuiyuan, please come with me."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, he was too lazy to correct the title.

The woman followed him and walked a few steps. The middle-aged woman turned back and glared at her.

"Ah, sister-in-law, I, can't I go?" the woman asked, pointing to her face.

The middle-aged woman shook her head, and then continued to hold the boy's hand and walk inside in a friendly manner.

The young woman was left alone, stamping her feet angrily.

After passing through the corridor and walking through the lotus pond, Li Zhuiyuan finally saw an acquaintance in a pavilion in the deepest part.

Liu Yumei sat on a stone bench, and a white-haired old man stood next to her making tea.

In the other corner of the pavilion, a girl whom she hadn't seen for many days was sitting alone looking at the lotus flowers.

Then, amid the lotus flowers, I saw the person I missed.

The girl took the initiative to come over. The lady seemed to know the girl's habits. After letting go of the boy's hand, she backed away silently.

Li Zhuiyuan took Ah Li's hand. Ah Li looked at the boy, frowned and pouted.

Liu Yumei, who was originally calm and relaxed, just glanced at the boy briefly, then immediately showed a serious look on her face and raised her voice:

"You brat, you're ruining your body again. Do you still want to go blind?"

The white-haired old man next to him sat down after making tea. He was surprised to see the girl being so close to someone and showing her emotions.

"Crack!"

Liu Yumei spilled the newly poured tea in the cup on the ground.

The old man understood, stood up immediately, nodded respectfully, and walked out of the pavilion.

Liu Yumei stared at the boy again and asked: "Tell me, what have you done? Look at your weak body now, and you have made our Ali worried again."

Li Zhuiyuan replied: "I had bad luck on the road. I met a road bully, a car gangster from a village."

"Then what?"

"The police have been called."

Liu Yumei frowned slightly. She knew that the boy had hidden the key part, but it was really hard for her to continue asking. After all, she would go back to Li Sanjiang's house to live again, and the boy would go back as well. As long as the two of them had to go back to each other again Once there, the fighter must continue to fight.

Li Zhuiyuan put his mouth to Ali's ear and whispered: "That group of bandits want to harm us, I will go and kill them all that night."

The girl grabbed the boy's hand and shook it happily, smiling with two dimples.

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I started writing this chapter at noon. It took me a long time and I deleted and revised it several times. The main reason is that I don’t handle it this way. The chapter may not be released. Our subject matter is more likely to trigger sensitive words. People often find that the release time is before 0 o’clock. But it was half past midnight when I saw the chapter, because the chapter was blocked after I posted it, and could only be released after modification. After all, real-life plots are more sensitive, so please forgive me.

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