Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1170 - 212:

The young man sat for almost forty minutes until the grandmaster's breathing steadied and he began to snore softly, at which point he got up to leave.

But just halfway through, Li Zhiyuan stopped in his tracks, looking down at the floor tiles.

Once, right in this area, Grandmaster set up a transformation array for him.

Li Zhiyuan spread open his right palm, a mist of blood enveloping it. The young man squatted down, pressing his palm to the tiles. Blood mist dissipated, revealing the array's patterns anew.

"Why... is it still here?"

...

The next morning, Li Sanjiang walked out of his room, stretching lazily.

On the terrace, his little Yuanhou and Alii were sitting there, pointing at something in the air.

Li Sanjiang didn't quite understand the game they were playing, but he was used to seeing it.

"Grandmaster."

"What's up?"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"Ah, hmm, it was alright."

How could sleep be peaceful? Recently, that dream about leading exercises had started again, leaving him feeling sore and achy in the morning.

"Grandmaster, did you have a nightmare?"

"No, why, Little Yuanhou?"

"Grandmaster, tell me about your nightmare."

"Haha," Li Sanjiang chuckled, "I dreamed of a big group of zombies, wow!"

Li Sanjiang was deliberately teasing the child.

Li Zhiyuan: "How scary."

Li Sanjiang smacked his lips, feeling like a child himself.

While washing by the water tank, Little Yuanhou came over again, continuing to ask, "Grandmaster, tell me more about your dream."

"What's there to say about dreams?"

"I want to hear."

"It was in The Forbidden City, and behind me was a group of zombies I was leading. Don't know which old horror movie I saw that from, but it stuck with me till now."

"Does it happen often? Has it started again recently?"

"Yes."

"When did you first have this dream recently?"

"Just after you last went out, it started happening every now and then."

"Grandmaster, have you met any strangers recently, made any new friends..."

"Crack!"

In the middle of the conversation, the water tank suddenly cracked, shattering everywhere, splashing water all over Li Sanjiang and Li Zhiyuan.

"Oh no, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck. Not bad luck, shatter and be safe, shatter and be safe."

Since it was already broken, might as well maximize the benefits.

Li Zhiyuan looked at the shattered tank pieces on the ground, his gaze slightly concentrated.

"Little Yuanhou, let's go change clothes, don't catch a cold this early in the morning."

"Okay, Grandmaster."

After changing clothes, they went downstairs for breakfast.

Li Sanjiang finished eating early, lit a cigarette, and was about to go for a walk. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Li Zhiyuan got up and went along.

Grandmaster's walks were purely for the sake of walking, with a different route every day.

Li Zhiyuan occasionally looked up at Grandmaster, his fingers hidden in his sleeves as he performed calculations.

Soon, his calculations encountered a mass of mist.

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"

Li Sanjiang sneezed three times in succession, saying, "Oh my, who's thinking of me?"

Li Zhiyuan knew, this mist was the Luck surrounding Grandmaster.

Now, he had the ability to break through this mist, but the problem was... he couldn't disrupt Grandmaster's Luck out of concern for him.

The calculation naturally stopped soon after.

However, he urgently wanted to know, the reason why Grandmaster was having that dream again, was it caused by himself or by Grandmaster?

If it was caused by himself, it shouldn't be... Now, on the household registry, there's only Grandmaster and himself, so logically, his merits from Zou Jiang should be partly shared with Grandmaster, only making Grandmaster's Luck more abundant.

But if it was caused by Grandmaster, then what exactly was the factor causing it? Could Grandmaster's Luck naturally fend off this unknown influence?

"Tsk, looking at today's weather, it seems like it'll rain. We need Li Hou and Shan Hou to deliver the goods early."

This morning's walk was cut short.

When Li Sanjiang returned home, Uncle Qin and Xiong Shan were already loading goods. Naturally, their perception of weather changes was sharper.

"Come on, I'll go with you to deliver. Old Pu from Xigou Village has a small family. When placing the order, he asked me to find someone to help set up."

The small family wasn't the main reason; Old Pu's family had long moved to live in Shanghai City, rarely participating in village events or maintaining social ties.

This time, Old Pu died, and the body was brought home for the funeral. His son went to the village asking for help, but no one was willing.

This sort of thing is reciprocal; everyone avoids hassle. But if you avoid it, you won't be able to bother others in the future.

However, Li Sanjiang's household now had enough people to conduct a one-stop funeral service. As long as people were willing to pay, they could still organize an impressive funeral for you.

Run Sheng and Yin Meng were also assigned tasks, including Lihua, who was also required to help with cooking.

As for Aunt Liu, Li Sanjiang didn't call her, knowing that without her at home, the old lady wouldn't even be able to manage to light the stove.

To be fair, this daughter-in-law had no complaints. In other families, if the grandmother did no work and relied on being served each day, the daughter-in-law would have made a fuss long ago.

Unfortunately, Zhuangzhuang and Ah You weren't home. If they had been, I would even replace the funeral team; Ah You's performance in costume would be more authentic than the local Taoists.

As the big cart was rolled out, Li Sanjiang was surprised, "Little Yuanhou, why are you tagging along?"

Li Zhiyuan: "It's boring at home, I'm going too."

Unclear about what change happened with Grandmaster, Li Zhiyuan couldn't feel at ease.