Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1191 - 215_5

For those who are job-hopping, the most terrifying thing is having it announced at their old workplace but ultimately failing to leave.

Just as the child was about to speak, the young man continued:

"I’ll have Alii create a new, beautiful sculpture for you."

The child’s unease was still caught in its throat, only to be instantly replaced by a deep sense of awe and fear.

Being a Yin God, its senses were already extremely sharp. Moreover, it had once been thoroughly schooled by the young man as well. Therefore, it now had a very clear feeling that the young man... seemed a bit different.

Li Zhiyuan: "Alright, proceed with the incense offering."

Run Sheng and Yin Meng each held incense, bowed to the incense burner, and then inserted them.

As they left, Li Zhiyuan, who was walking in front, said: "Ah You, please go through the trouble to sculpt two wooden figures for Zeng and Sun."

At this moment, the vertical pupils in Ah You’s eyes had not yet faded, indicating that the essence of White Crane Child was still on him.

The White Crane Child, trailing at the back, heard this and laughed so widely that its mouth twisted out of shape.

After it left, Lin Shuyou couldn’t help but cover the corner of its mouth, as if its own skin had split open from laughter.

Li Sanjiang: "Marquis Runsheng, Hou You, come with me to the neighboring town to deliver goods!"

Uncle Qin and Xiong Shan were busy in the fields anyway, and since the new mule had returned, they did not call them.

Run Sheng went to get the pushcart for loading, and Lin Shuyou licked the corner of its mouth, naturally blending in.

Anyone coming to Mr. Li’s house has to work, but when working for grandpa, no one really complains.

Li Zhiyuan went up to the second floor, pushed open the room door, and saw Alii sitting there, holding tools, dismantling the ancestor tablet.

Currently, the ancestor tablet materials vary and come in different specs; before using them, they must be categorized properly.

"Alii, I need you to carve a White Crane Child."

Alii nodded.

Li Zhiyuan walked to the drawing desk, picked up a brush, and began to sketch the image of the White Crane Child.

Without worrying about emotions, just pure drawing, soon the White Crane Child’s image came to life on paper.

Alii carefully examined it, then sat down, picked up a new ancestor tablet, and commenced carving.

Li Zhiyuan wondered if using such material might be too extravagant.

However, seeing Alii had already started with the carving knife, he did not intervene.

Forget it, just like the Grandmaster said, if you want a mule to work well, good fodder is indispensable.

Li Zhiyuan walked to the desk and sat down, first opening the wordless book.

When he gently touched the painting with his fingertip, the fearful expression of the skeletal figure in the painting faded, surprisingly revealing joy.

The "evil book" could sense that the original young man had returned.

In everything, fear only comes from comparison.

The "evil book" originally thought that falling into the hands of this young man meant descending into hell, but unexpectedly, there seemed to be eighteen more layers below in hell!

These three days, don’t exhaust the heart and soul, take good care of yourself, Li Zhiyuan said:

"Over these three days, I won’t disturb you, take good care of yourself, three days later, you need to replenish the missing volume all at once."

Upon hearing this, the skeletal figure in the painting seemed almost to float with joy: it’s great that he actually wants to negotiate with me.

At this moment, Li Zhiyuan heard the frequency of the carving knife behind him change.

Li Zhiyuan spoke: "I will be angry."

The frequency of the carving knife returned to normal.

Last night, although "he" couldn’t articulate the word "blood," Alii quickly understood his intention; the wordless book needed her blood to be effective.

She was now carving, just in time to hurt her finger a little, let the blood flow out.

Li Zhiyuan put the wordless book away, then wrote his treatment plan on the "case record."

Having finished these, the young man got up and walked to the girl’s side, first tidying up the tool table, sweeping away the material scraps on the floor, and then sitting beside her, passing her tools, assisting with edge tasks.

Li Zhiyuan recalled the first time he made the Yellow River Shovel following a record from Jianghu Chronicles as a tool, the girl accompanied him for two days.

Back then, the girl hadn’t done much handiwork, and the steps and tools had to be demonstrated and explained by him first.

Now, just watching the girl’s hand, wielding the carving knife with swift movements, it looked unbelievably agile.

Wherever she could be helpful, she constantly pushed herself to excel.

In this world, what is more precious than mountains of gold and silver is giving one’s all.

Having finished the White Crane Child, though still not colored, it was already vividly lifelike, qualifying as an extremely exquisite artwork.

Most importantly, Alii had managed to capture the White Crane Child’s unruly temperament.

Li Zhiyuan looked up at the painting he had previously drawn, noticing he hadn’t deliberately highlighted the child’s character—Alii had done it with her artistic transformation.

Li Zhiyuan proceeded to help mix colors, and Alii started applying them.

Once thoroughly finished, the White Crane Child seemed to come alive.

The girl placed the child on the table and looked at the young man.

Li Zhiyuan picked up a damp cloth and helped her wipe her hands.

The girl’s eyelashes lowered, the faint contentment which previously graced her face faded away, just as she knew what he meant when Li Zhiyuan sat with his back to her before, she now also knew what the young man wanted to say to her.

She originally thought the young man might forget, but unexpectedly, he remembered it all along and waited until she finished the task at hand.

"Alii, right now I am the Heart Demon, so what you need to do is help me reinforce this Heart Demon. You are my window, through you, I see what is distinct between myself and him."

Once, he pulled her out of darkness, now, it’s her turn to drag him out of the swamp.