Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1150 - 209: End of This Volume (Part 2)

Pushing the door open, they discovered the light and smoke only at the very end of the god statues group.

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen exchanged a glance, and the latter immediately signaled the core disciples inside the temple to maintain order, preventing others from entering, then personally shut the door and walked to the far end with his master.

At this moment, the damaged statue of the White Crane Child was emitting white smoke, and streaks of alternating orange-red hues were spilling out from the cracks, creating the visual effect of a fire.

Chen Shoumen sniffed, catching a whiff of a pleasant aroma and wondered:

"Master, this is...?"

Lin Fu'an murmured slightly, somewhat disbelieving: "I've heard from the older generation, this is the manifestation of the Yin God."

Apart from the light and mist, the two also discovered that the statue of the White Crane Child had been moved.

It no longer stood at the end in line with the other official statues but turned around, facing the back door alone.

In this way, it was no longer at the very end but stood at the first row, vaguely showing a sense of disdain for being grouped with the other temple statues.

Chen Shoumen: "Master, I'll arrange for someone to contact other temples tomorrow morning to see if their Lord Child has also demonstrated anomalies tonight."

Lin Fu'an raised his hand: "No, the first thing you need to do tomorrow morning is not this..."

Chen Shoumen: "Master?"

Lin Fu'an made a solemn bow towards the statue of the White Crane Child, seriously stating:

"Tomorrow morning, immediately arrange a solitary god pedestal here, placing the Lord Child in its own column."

As soon as the words were spoken, a piece of paint flaked off from the palm of the statue, floating gently, landing precisely on top of Lin Fu'an's head.

The child was pleased, the Yin God caressed his head.

...

On the rooftop terrace of Brother Pang Jin's guesthouse in Lijiang, Lin Shuyou, just able to get out of bed, was practicing "Chasing Farther Health Boxing."

He already had a considerable foundation in martial arts. Initially, he learned this set secretly, but after Brother Xiao Yuan improved it based on his condition, practicing it created a cohesive mental realm feeling.

While practicing, Lin Shuyou chanted the formula:

"Develop the body into a crane shape, under thousands of pine trees, two sutras."

Zhao Yi and Lin Shuyou had the "best" relationship.

In his free time, Mr. Zhao liked chatting with Ah You.

Therefore, while Lin Shuyou practiced boxing, Zhao Yi watched on the side.

His fingertips gently touched the Life and Death Door wrapped in gauze. Zhao Yi saw a certain light and shadow flowing within Lin Shuyou's body.

This wasn't Lin Shuyou's inherent power but the Divine Power of the Yin God.

In the secret realm, Lin Shuyou frequently invoked the child to descend, despite his frailty. Every time the child came down, fearing this divination child might kick the bucket, they infused him with their Divine Power to sustain his body promptly.

The more this infusion occurred, the more residue it left behind. Previously it was not evident during his coma; now, awake, through this set of Health Care Fist, it activated his internal vitality, simultaneously absorbing and releasing the residual Divine Power.

Zhao Yi licked his lips, internally thinking: Damn, what's become of this world, a divination child capable of absorbing Yin God's Divine Power emerged.

Fingertips repeatedly touching, he started calculating how much merit this person named Li had distributed among his subordinates to make the Yin God willingly do such a thing.

The Northeast Great Immortals were originally demons, the Yin God a former Ghost King... Furthermore, the more supposedly "divine," the more emotionless and selfish they became.

Only if the child deemed there was absolute benefit could it possibly exhaust their original Divine Power so recklessly.

No other reason, it must be that person named Li had delivered excessively!

Nonetheless, to gain the opportunity for this Divine Power to enter the body, an appropriate and custom-tailored approach was necessary. This boy was practicing this boxing set, wasn't it created by that person named Li himself?

After completing a set, Lin Shuyou felt refreshed, hands on hips, began Qi Cultivation facing the expansive beautiful scenery:

"Hoo... hoo hoo hoo... haha haha!"

This commotion interrupted Tan Wenbin, walking on the ridge ahead.

To be precise, it startled the two kids.

Since Tan Wenbin woke up, the two kids had visibly grown stronger, sitting on his shoulders, constantly wiggling, brimming with too much energy to release.

Helplessly, Tan Wenbin borrowed a Demon Exorcism Whip from Yin Meng, strapping it on the two godsons respectively, taking them out for a walk to consume energy, purely as a child outing.

Yin Meng had several spare Demon Exorcism Whips in their bag; this one wasn't poisoned additionally with the whip naturally suppressing evil creatures, using it as a lead was also to prevent the little ones from playing too far afield, disturbing others.

After all, walking a dog without a leash may only scare those afraid of animals, but to walk a ghost unrestrained, who knows which unlucky one might suddenly get overwhelmed by these little fatties, flip their eyes back, meeting their doom.

The two kids initially played with great delight, peeking here, sniffing there, discussing where abandoned bones were buried, or where was the landlord's small tomb.

While Tan Wenbin took a drag on his cigarette, the two children actually summoned a child's resentful soul, buried with a landlord, to join in their play.

Further away, in another household, presumably someone had miscarried or aborted. A faint figure of a resentful baby placed its hand in its mouth, looking like it wanted to join but dared not come closer.

When Tan Wenbin realized, he was numb.

If he dazed any longer, these two children might summon all the resentment in the village for a meeting.

Helplessly, he also understood his two sons' souls were becoming increasingly solid, being born from curse and resentment, inherently of higher grade than ordinary ghosts. Following him, they ate their fill every meal, naturally increasing their grade.