Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 479 - 87_3

Li Zhiyuan: "I belong to the sect."

Despite his injuries, Lin Shuyou propped himself up on the bed and looked at Li Zhiyuan: "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

"Why didn’t you ask earlier?"

"I... When I was a kid, my grandfather told me stories about the Dragon King Liu family, my grandfather, he really admired and revered the Liu family. Is it, you, really not lying to me?"

"Deceive someone who could be buried at any moment, for what purpose?"

Lin Shuyou, enduring the intense pain, placed his hands in front of him and began to pay his respects.

Seeing this, Li Zhiyuan also had no choice but to stand up and formally return the gesture.

"Phew..."

After the courtesy was done, Lin Shuyou lay on the bed, having difficulty breathing in more than breathing out.

Tan Wenbin quickly helped prop him up with a quilt and then soothed his chest until he finally helped him breathe smoothly.

"I say, what are you doing, courting death and then blaming us, trying to fake an accident?"

"Rituals... cannot be abandoned."

Tan Wenbin felt a headache coming on and couldn’t help but steal a glance at Xiao Yuan standing to the side; if it weren’t for the inappropriate timing, he would really want to advise Brother Xiao Yuan that such people must not be taken in; this guy really sticks stubbornly to principles.

Li Zhiyuan: "Lin Shuyou, is our misunderstanding resolved now?"

"Even if you are a member of the Liu family, you should not control ghosts. At most... at most, I will pretend not to see anything in the future, and it won’t happen again."

Tan Wenbin wanted to give him a smack on the head, but thinking about his current condition, he was truly afraid it would finish him off, so he settled for pointing at him and scolding:

"I say, why is your face so thick?"

"I have already broken my principles..."

"So should we still thank you?"

Li Zhiyuan said: "Brother Binbin, take him to the infirmary."

"Okay, fine, I’ll just say he fell down while he was too engrossed in peeping on girls in the female dormitory from the balcony."

"You..."

"Shut up."

Tan Wenbin picked Lin Shuyou up and carried him away.

Li Zhiyuan returned to the shop upstairs where Run Sheng was sitting on a stool, shirtless, with Yin Meng holding medicine and applying it to his back.

"Brother Runsheng, how is your injury?"

"Just a flesh wound, it’s nothing serious."

Li Zhiyuan looked at Yin Meng: "And you?"

"I also have a flesh wound, it’s nothing, Brother Xiao Yuan, you go and rest in the dormitory."

"Okay." Li Zhiyuan picked up the bag with high heels and walked out of the store.

Yin Meng let out a sigh of relief: "Honestly speaking, I was really not used to it just now, him being concerned about me, I felt a bit panicked."

"It’s fine, it’s late, let’s... " Run Sheng responded briefly, put on his clothes, and said, "let’s sort through the inventory early."

...

After returning to the dormitory, Li Zhiyuan placed the high heels on the desk and gently patted the surface of the shoes.

The silhouette of a girl appeared, kneeling there, shivering and clearly still not recovered from the shock dealt by the officials.

She is an evil spirit, being shone upon by White Crane Child’s vertical pupil, as if encountering a natural enemy.

Li Zhiyuan lit a candle, then held a piece of yellow paper between his fingertips, ignited it, and passed it to the girl.

The girl was indifferent.

Li Zhiyuan had to reach out again, opening her mouth and stuffing the yellow paper in.

The girl’s scattered consciousness finally began to revive gradually.

Li Zhiyuan took out the Compass, pointing at something.

The girl shook her head; apart from high heels, she could not reside in anything else. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Li Zhiyuan waved his hand, and the girl’s figure disappeared, the high heels trembled slightly, indicating that she had returned.

This evil spirit was too foolish.

The incident with Yu Shu entering the dormitory last time, as well as this time with Lin Shuyou, made Li Zhiyuan have to reconsider the necessity of letting this thing guard his room.

He does not have the prudishness of the Righteous path towards raising ghosts; he thinks this thing is quite useful, it’s just that the function of this pair of high heels is obviously somewhat superfluous.

Such a stupid and weak evil spirit, it’s clearly low cost-effective to maintain, and it easily exposes oneself.

But the problem is, how easy is it to subdue a powerful evil spirit? Even if it is subdued, he would not dare to keep it in his own home.

Glancing around the dormitory, Li Zhiyuan thought he should not be lazy, and simply set out a design to arrange a complete Array throughout the dormitory.

As for this pair of high heels, he would find time later to locate her remains and help her pass on.

Li Zhiyuan formed a Handprint and reapplied the seal he had previously undone, then picked up the high heels and placed them back under the window ledge.

His gaze then lingered on the ball wrapped up with talisman paper in the corner, inside it was that evil book suppressed.

Li Zhiyuan picked it up and walked back to the desk, placing the newly made canvas by Alii to the side, then he reached out to remove the talisman paper, untied the Demon Exorcism Whip bound on top, and finally, opened the thin layer of the old canvas.

Had it not been for two nights of incidents in a row, Li Zhiyuan would have checked it out much earlier, and now, with not much time left before dawn, he didn’t bother to sleep, mainly, he was truly eager.

However, although the book was still black and white in cover, it was obviously wrinkled, like the creases on an old person’s face, giving off a new sense of ancient vicissitudes.

It’s like it was aged in a rather rough way.

Touching the thin old book cover, he could still feel a bit of warmth.

This meant that the effects of the canvas were always at work; the evil book continued to resist, albeit weakly.

For the first time, Li Zhiyuan felt an admiration for the tenacity of life... in a book.

He opened the first page, blank, the second page, still blank, page after page, all blank.

The term "blank" is just a descriptive adjective; in fact, each sheet of paper was yellowed and coarse, even toilet paper in rural toilets felt softer by comparison.

Now, he faced a rather awkward problem.

To minimize the risk of being influenced by it, he had to keep it suppressed with the canvas, but when its risk was lowered, its viability was also reduced.

Follow current novels on (f)reew𝒆bnovel