Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 496 - 90_9

"No plans for that."

Somehow, Tan Wenbin’s mind conjured up the image of his high school class president, Zhou Yunyun.

He remembered the time before the college entrance exams when, amidst the noisy classroom, she shouted out her liking for him.

Upon this thought, a smile involuntarily curved the corners of his mouth.

He had never regretted his rejection at the time, and that did not affect his current enjoyment of that beautiful moment.

Just that, after the college entrance exams, he lost direct contact with Zhou Yunyun, only hearing from his mother during phone calls that Zhou Yunyun also attended a university in Jinling, seemingly Jinling Audit.

His dear mother also nudged him to get back in touch, since they were in the same city, it would be convenient to connect and they could even go home together during winter and summer vacations.

"Big Brother, do you have someone you like?"

Tan Wenbin feigned profundity: "Past events should only remain as memories."

Lin Shuyou nodded and said, "So the person Big Brother likes has already passed away."

Tan Wenbin: "..."

The doctor came in the afternoon for a check-up and couldn’t stop praising Lin Shuyou’s rapid recovery.

When Tan Wenbin first brought him in, the doctor suggested transferring to another hospital, since the school’s clinic-cum-community hospital might not be able to manage such severe injuries.

But Tan Wenbin firmly shook his head and said it was fine, he was merely a stubborn calf.

Indeed, Lin Shuyou didn’t disappoint Tan Wenbin. Although his recovery speed wasn’t as exaggerated as Run Sheng’s, he fundamentally could not be considered an ordinary person anymore.

For the same injury, Tan Wenbin felt that he would have to lie in bed for at least ten days to half a month before getting up, yet Lin Shuyou was able to move again within two days and even thought about dragging Tan Wenbin to continue military training in order to compete for the class leader position.

Tan Wenbin couldn’t be bothered to argue anymore, so he completed the discharge procedures for him and helped him back to the dormitory.

In the afternoon, everyone in the dorm was off to class.

Tan Wenbin saw the red sausage on the small altar, picked it up as if it was routine and took a bite.

Lin Shuyou advised, "Big Brother, that’s what Lu Yi brought for ancestral worship."

"It’s fine, it’s the same if I eat it."

Lu Yi didn’t want to tell his dorm mates about the haunting, so he made up that excuse.

"By the way, where is your face-painting kit? I want to take a look."

"It’s in my cabinet, the one at the top left side."

Tan Wenbin opened the cabinet and saw a set of brushes and paints. He took it out and asked, "Are there any particulars?"

"It depends on who you are channelling during the Divination; the faces painted are different."

"So many items, are they all that meticulous?"

"Attention to detail is needed."

"But I remember that night Brother Xiao Yuan did this." Tan Wenbin held up five fingers and circled his face with them, "He just dabbed five red marks with his fingers, so casually."

Lin Shuyou was at a loss for words momentarily.

"So, this is also okay, isn’t it?"

"Powerful Divination Children can channel spirits without painting their faces," Lin Shuyou paused before adding, "But that night he told me that he tricked me, that he didn’t channel any spirits."

"Was it you he tricked?"

"It was... the White Crane Child."

Lin Shuyou’s voice grew fainter with each word, White Crane Child: vertical pupils open, evil spirit revealed.

What kind of disguise and deception could fool the vertical pupils of the White Crane Child?

If there was no trickery, then the entity that appeared during his channeling that night might really have been General Sun.

That was an entity that even Lin Shuyou himself couldn’t currently summon.

"But Big Brother, why would he lie to me about not being able to summon..."

"Pfft, my Brother Xiao Yuan always prefers to keep a low profile."

Lin Shuyou nodded, "My grandfather has also said that in recent decades, the Dragon King of the Liu family indeed has been very low-profile. But he’s so young; he will have to undertake the River Crossing in the future, right?"

"Ah, that’s for certain."

Tan Wenbin nodded seriously, even though he still hadn’t quite understood what the term "River Crossing" specifically entailed.

Could it possibly mean, carrying a blade from the head of the Yangtze River and slashing one’s way to the end?

"If he’s going to cross the river in the future, just ask him to first give me his visiting card. I’ll definitely persuade my grandpa to bow down."

"Eh?" Tan Wenbin, who after all was studying water conservancy, asked in confusion, "Does the Yangtze River flow through your hometown?"

"Um, I don’t quite understand the specifics either, but my grandpa once said that river-crossers, in the process of suppressing evil spirits to build their own merit, might get involved with the karma of many other sects and clan families.

Given the temperament of the Dragon King family, whoever gets dragged into it, if their family dares to not cooperate and humble themselves, then they have to be beaten until they do. Otherwise, how could one earn the title of Dragon King?"

"Damn, just listening to this gets my blood boiling."

Tan Wenbin fanned his collar: "Then when I visit your house in the future, you’d better give me some face."

"I can only try to persuade, but above me is my master, and above my master is my grandpa."

"Then you need to exert some subjective initiative, huh? Start setting the stage to seize power during the winter and summer holidays."

"I..."

"Just kidding, just kidding."

"I will try to persuade them, because he’s not like you, big bro..."

"Why keep saying ’he, he, he’? Have you forgotten what I taught you? Address respectfully."

"He and you, Brother Bin, are different. Big Brother is too ruthless. I’m afraid that if my family doesn’t bow their heads when he crosses the river in the future, Big Brother might..."

Tan Wenbin didn’t even know how to respond to that, because he knew too well that this was indeed the style of Brother Yuanzi.

Forget the past; what they had actually done last night was to eradicate the roots.

However, he still had to cover for his own big brother when outside:

"Hey, Brother Yuanzi spared your life, and you still call him ruthless?"

"It wasn’t me who noticed this."

It was White Crane Child.

After a brief silence, Tan Wenbin stood up: "Alright, you rest up. There’s no rush for military training, at least not tomorrow, I have things to do."

"What could be more important than running for class president?"

"If you keep bringing up that class president business in front of me, I’m going to take your colored pens and draw an Exorcist’s emblem on your face!"

After leaving Lu Yi’s dorm, Tan Wenbin returned to his own. Brother Xiao Yuan was not back yet.

Tan Wenbin sat down at his desk and took out his textbooks to read.

As it was getting dark, the door to the dorm room was finally pushed open, and Li Zhiyuan came back with his backpack.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, where have you been busy?"

"I went to catch up on some sleep." Li Zhiyuan opened his backpack, took out three bundles of talisman paper, and handed them to Tan Wenbin, "These are Evil-breaking Talismans, Sealing Talismans, and Heart Clearing Charms. Divide them into four equal parts, keep one for yourself, and send the rest to Run Sheng and Yin Meng."

Tan Wenbin bent down, pulled out a few copies of "Righteous Demon Extermination Records" from under his bed, flipped through them quickly, and found the section on talismans.

Then, he carefully compared the pictures in the book with the patterns on the talisman paper, took out double-sided tape, wrote the names on it, divided them into four equal parts, bundled them with a wide strip of paper, and attached the corresponding named double-sided tape.

"Phew..."

After all that, he stood up from the desk: "Brother Xiao Yuan, I’m off to deliver the talismans. Do you want me to bring you back dinner?"

"No need, I’ve already eaten."

After Tan Wenbin left, Li Zhiyuan didn’t go to read but lay on the bed, head propped by his hands, staring at the ceiling.

Tomorrow, it would be Liu Yumei’s official moving day, which was also his own day of initiation.

He felt like someone self-taught for a year, finally being able to attend school formally.

Somewhat looking forward to it.

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PS: After completing this Chapter, I found that it exceeded 20,000 words. According to the rules on Qidian, a Chapter cannot exceed 20,000 words, otherwise, it can’t be published, so I had to divide it into two Chapters. This Chapter ends here and will continue in the next.

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