Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 498 - 90 (Continued!)_2

When playing chess, distraction was possible, after all, it was just playing three games of blind chess at the same time.

Therefore, Li Zhiyuan heard what Uncle Qin said, but he wasn’t worried at all.

If Run Sheng truly had no talent, Uncle Qin probably wouldn’t even bother to scold him; the more he belittled him now, the higher his real appraisal was, believing that such an excellent seedling should receive better development.

Uncle Qin began to gradually adjust the details of Run Sheng’s muscle exertion and taught him tailored breath control techniques.

From this, one could see the importance of individuals in the inheritance system.

People are the key to the link of inheritance; written records can only play a supportive role.

In the kitchen, Aunt Liu was helping Yin Meng make desserts.

Aunt Liu taught with great care, and the kitchen was filled with gentle whispers, with Yin Meng learning very earnestly.

Until the first batch of desserts came out of the oven, Li Zhiyuan smelled a pungent scent, one might even think someone had lit a mosquito repellent incense.

Soon, there were sounds of brushing teeth coming from the first-floor bathroom.

It must be Aunt Liu; even if it was an insect repellent, she had to taste it; being a master is truly not easy.

Yin Meng stood at the kitchen door, shoulders shrunken, hands clenched, resembling a child who had done something wrong.

This was quite normal; anyone who nearly poisoned their master on their first day of learning to cook would feel frightened.

Li Zhiyuan, Run Sheng, and Tan Wenbin had long understood Yin Meng’s culinary skills; the more complex the dish, the more potential it had to become poison in her hands.

No wonder when she was alone managing the coffin shop, she only ate plain boiled noodles with at most some soy sauce; for stewing pig’s feet, she didn’t even bother to shave them, just boiled them fiercely.

As a genuine Sichuan-Chongqing native, cooking only flavorless food at home daily, wasn’t due to her having a light taste preference.

However, Aunt Liu was indeed much more loving than Uncle Qin:

"Meng Meng, you do have a talent for creating poison."

High-end poisons only need simple ingredients.

This is a talent others cannot learn, because if Yin Changsheng really is the legendary Emperor Fengdu, then he truly has connections in the underworld.

Fengdu, oh Fengdu...

Brother Liangliang had told himself, if he wanted to visit Fengdu again, he should do it soon.

Last time in Fengdu he only had a superficial look; next time, Li Zhiyuan planned to explore its real secrets.

The image alone of Yin Fuhai being carried away by four ghosts after his death was enough to arouse his curiosity.

He could perhaps custom-make a larger coffin, for Yin Meng and himself to lie inside, arrange an illusion beforehand, staging a fake death, so perhaps he could reach the Yin Family’s afterlife realm.

Maybe there, he could see Emperor Fengdu.

But the issue was, it’s easy to get in, but how could he ensure he could leave alive?

Tan Wenbin and Liu Yumei were chatting, and Liu Yumei was somewhat surprised to find that chatting with this young man was quite enjoyable, unconsciously making herself talk more.

Although Tan Wenbin used to live in Li Sanjiang’s house, their interactions weren’t frequent; one reason was Liu Yumei looked down on him, another was Tan Wenbin’s early departures and late returns for school and training left him with no spare time.

Now, Liu Yumei somewhat understood why Li Sanjiang liked this kid so much.

People are like that; used to high-end stuff but will want something more down-to-earth occasionally, having someone like Xiao Yuan around highlights the value of Zhuangzhuang even more.

The clock struck eleven.

"Boom!"

The sky was clear, but suddenly, the clouds gathered, the thunderstorms on a summer day are quite common.

Tan Wenbin slapped his thigh: "Tsk tsk, old lady, look, even the heavens are giving face."

Liu Yumei glanced at Tan Wenbin, smiled but didn’t speak.

Then, Li Zhiyuan came over and said to Liu Yumei:

"Grandmother, both families’ ancestors are notifying us of an auspicious time."

Liu Yumei pointed at Li Zhiyuan towards Tan Wenbin and said: "Did you hear that? This is what the new Dragon King should say."

Tan Wenbin bitterly smiled and said: "Old lady, you are making it difficult for people; if I had Brother Xiao Yuan’s brain, I also..."

For a moment, Tan Wenbin couldn’t even imagine what he would be like if he had Xiao Yuan’s intelligence.

Liu Yumei touched Tan Wenbin’s forehead and said: "What’s so difficult about that? Small sails and small boats are naturally subservient; but when you have the Dragon King aboard, you just need to remember one thing when you stand at the bow calling out."

"Old lady, please teach me."

"Fake it till you make it."

Having said that, Liu Yumei turned around, waved at Alii who came in with Xiao Yuan: "Come, let’s prepare for the serious matters."

No guests, no lanterns, no banquet, even the room for the ceremony was small, one-third of the area contained the ancestral tablets, with two chairs and a cushion in the middle.

In front of the cushion on the ground, three lamps were placed.

One lamp with a python opening its eyes, one with a golden dragon raising its head, one with a phoenix perching on a tree.

Respectively corresponding to initiation, river crossing, and returning to the nest.

Only the Dragon King family dared to display these Three-Phased Lamps with such confidence; other families could place them but feared they couldn’t withstand it.

Just like other families call disciples’ leave as cloud wandering rather than river crossing, the Heavenly Dao sees, the Jianghu has spirit, dare to brag big, it dares to load you with great pressure.

Today, Li Zhiyuan only needed to light the first lamp, symbolizing his initiation.

When ready to cross the river, he would start the ceremony with the second lamp.

Once the second lamp is lit, it signifies the start of the river crossing, fate chart and luck transformation, some things, even if you don’t seek them and just hide at home, they are arranged to come to you.

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