Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 697 - 127
Wei Zhengdao?
"Is he... still not dead?" ๐๐ป๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐ฌ๐๐ข
If Wei Zhengdao wasnโt dead, Li Zhiyuan would be quite disappointed.
Because all those guys heโd seen who achieved an existence beyond human limits had without exception become neither human nor ghost.
The one in the Wanjiang Underground Palace, Yu Xuzi from Zhengmen Village, including the "it" now speaking with him, all turned out like that.
As a young man, he read Wei Zhengdaoโs books and enjoyed the style reflected between the words.
This was a very narcissistic guy, unrestrained by rules and fond of daringly edging at the brink of taboos.
Li Zhiyuan would never admit to admiring him, but he couldnโt deny that he really appreciated him.
He was willing to dig step by step into Wei Zhengdaoโs story, explore his traces, and uncover his life.
Yet as a young man, he didnโt wish to see him still alive, living humbly and filthily twisted.
He should be dead, a normal death, which would make him the perfect Wei Zhengdao.
This feeling was much like the three disciples from Xue, Zheng, and Zeng surnames back then, in their attitude toward their master Yu Xuzi, who sacrificed himself to seal the demon. That was the master they recognized and admired.
It: "I donโt know..."
"You donโt know whether heโs alive, yet you want me to kill him?"
"Arenโt I still alive?"
"But just because youโre alive doesnโt mean he is."
"What if..."
"Donโt you think this โwhat ifโ sounds quite ridiculous?"
"Youโve indeed grown up and dare to speak to me like this..."
"Iโm just being honest."
"Is it the backing from Jiangโs journey or the broken tablets of the two families..."
It knew about the Qin and Liu Families.
It and the Qin and Liu Families werenโt from the same era.
But since it opened its eyes and stirred from the water monkey incident, indirectly becoming the guardian of this "earth temple," preventing other evils from approaching, let alone being born.
Then it couldnโt possibly be unaware of the Liu Family who also resided in the village.
Presumably, Grandma Liu should also be aware of its existence.
Only one was in self-seclusion waiting for time to utterly wear itself away, while the other lived in seclusion praying for some luck to cure her granddaughterโs illness.
Indeed, neither side had the reason or necessity to erupt into conflict.
There wasnโt even a need for communication, sensing each otherโs existence was enough, making further steps unnecessary.
Moreover,
It really didnโt want to cause trouble.
Not out of fear, but laziness.
Those nearly twenty people with the water monkey, it skinned them as it said; even the slightest more glance back then might have had it and Run Sheng end up as boiled shrimp on a platter.
So, when Li Zhiyuan returned, he was willing to go to Big Beardโs house to offer it a sacrifice.
Before Li Zhiyuan could respond, it spoke again:
"If I werenโt ridiculous, how could I have been deceived by him..."
"Iโm just a laughable fool..."
"An incurable idiot..."
Li Zhiyuan: "Should I try to comfort you?"
"You could try..."
"Thank you for bringing peace to this region."
"Thanking me for wiping your ass, huh..."
"Sort of."
Due to the incident with Little Huang Ying, he saw another side of this world, and discovered those books in Grandmasterโs basement, officially stepping through the door.
Li Zhiyuan once studied the theory of this dirty thing aggregation.
Trying to stop Jiangโs journey yet needed another lighted lamp declaring failure, Grandma Liuโs special secluded method avoiding karma at all costs, he meanwhile was reading and researching, under the influence of Grandmasterโs luck, leading waves of dirty things nearby.
During that time, Nantong seemed filled with death, evil everywhere, too much to handle.
So, when it said it was wiping his ass, it wasnโt entirely wrong.
Because then, he didnโt understand how to hide; oblivious to karma, like a child wielding a live gun.
"Help me kill Wei Zhengdao..."
"If heโs still alive..."
"I told you youโre much like him having learned from his dark book..."
"If heโs still alive Jiangโs currents would push you two closer..."
"Precisely because Iโm still alive, I donโt want him to be alive..."
"I hate him..."
"But I donโt want him living as hideously as I am..."
Upon hearing this, Li Zhiyuan suddenly understood its intentions.
Because its sentiment, in a way, was akin to his own.
It hated Wei Zhengdao, but didnโt want the Wei Zhengdao it hated to become degenerate and filthy.
Li Zhiyuan could only remark inwardly: Wei Zhengdaoโs charisma was indeed strong.
Even someone who obsessively hated him for nearly a thousand years hoped his image would remain whole and flawless.
"If I meet him, I will kill him, but not to help you, and frankly, it has nothing to do with you."
"Thank you..."
Li Zhiyuan turned around, looking behind him.
A man stood there, but his face kept shifting features.
Initially becoming the villageโs uncles and aunts, then mad, laughing, cold, foolish...
It had chosen to suppress itself under the peach grove, knowing it was a calamity, perhaps often forgetting who it was.
Yet it still remembered Wei Zhengdao.
"As thanks, I can become one of the waves before you call the Dragon King..."
"Can waves be arranged like this?"
When asking this question, Li Zhiyuan already had an answer in his heart.
It should be... possible to arrange this way.
He proactively sought out Langhua to pre-emptively resolve dead and evil spirits, wasnโt that also a way of finding clever gaps within rules?
