Corpse Recovery Diver

Ah Mei is still alive, but it's as if she's possessed. She can only sit there with her eyes open, dazed.

Li Zhiyuan looked at Wen Xiushan.

Wen Xiushan's old face turned red with shame, and he lowered his head.

It was Wen Xiushan's disciple, Acai, who explained that Grandpa had tried all sorts of methods these days, but none could wake Ah Mei.

This explanation made Wen Xiushan even more embarrassed.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't understand why the old man didn't call him earlier.

Someone in their village was working on the construction site; they should have known he was also at the construction site during this time.

What the young man couldn't comprehend was the deep logic behind this foolish behavior, although he understood why the old man acted this way.

Perhaps it was because he felt embarrassed to ask for his help again; he wanted to use his own village methods to awaken Ah Mei. For the old man, it was a matter of pride.

If he hadn't failed time and again, and if he hadn't learned that Li Zhiyuan was about to leave, he might not have swallowed his pride to invite him personally.

Li Zhiyuan checked Ah Mei's condition and found that there was no evil aura on her. She wasn't possessed, nor was she under a curse.

She was overwhelmed by fear, leading to a self-imposed emotional shutdown.

In layman's terms, she was scared stiff.

So, all those rituals Wen Xiushan performed earlier were like flirting with a blind man—useless.

Li Zhiyuan arranged for a quiet, separate room and spent time alone with Ah Mei, entering her closed-off mind through hypnosis.

Half an hour later, the sound of Ah Mei's crying emerged.

Her heart was opened, and the fear from that night was released. Now, all she needed was some time to heal without further stimuli.

Wen Xiushan wanted to invite Li Zhiyuan to stay for a meal to express his gratitude again, but Li Zhiyuan declined.

The problem was solved too quickly; the day was still young, so he and Lin Shuyou left the village.

On their hike back, Li Zhiyuan took a detour up to the Zhaojun Temple on the mountain.

The originally broken monument had been re-covered with a big stone; this should be Zhao Yi's doing.

Because Cui Hao and Li Ren didn't care or have the energy.

Li Zhiyuan sat in the dilapidated temple, feeling the wind, watching the blue sky and white clouds for a while.

While emptying his mind, he also tried to imagine whether Zhao Wuyang, after subduing the Old Transgender, had once sat here like this.

Before leaving, the young man symbolically pulled out some newly grown weeds from the ruined temple.

Lin Shuyou climbed onto the temple roof, intending to clear some vines, but accidentally, he brought down a corner of the roof.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, I..."

"It's okay, the Dragon King won't mind."

This temple was built here to gaze upon and deter the sealed Old Transgender, not for incense and offerings.

On their way back down, beside the earthen building, they ran into Tan Wenbin, who was coming out of the sister's rental room.

Tan Wenbin stretched his neck with a yawn, looking utterly relaxed and comfortable.

The sign read "Cupping Therapy," and the sister truly had cups.

However, Tan Wenbin was the only real customer who came for cupping therapy.

The sister's cupping technique was rough, as she wasn't a professional in this field.

But Tan Wenbin found this rough technique quite fitting for him now. Every time he finished cupping, at most there was some mist inside, and occasionally, a few droplets of moisture might come out, indicating high humidity. But for Tan Wenbin, the liquid could flow out of the cup.

It wasn't just heavy humidity he carried; it was heavy yin energy.

The two kids had swallowed too much resentment, causing digestive issues, affecting him as their godfather as well.

Li Zhiyuan had suggested that he could use an Array to reduce some of the resentment, easing Tan Wenbin's pain.

After much hesitation, Tan Wenbin still refused.

He said the two children hadn't had good days since birth, and having a full meal this time was indeed hard-earned.

At the door, Tan Wenbin had just lit a cigarette when a sister emerged from inside, tossing her hair, holding a pack of ointment.

She said she brought it from her hometown, very effective when applied.

Tan Wenbin made a gesture to take out money, but the sister lightly slapped him twice, and both of them laughed playfully.

Soon, another sister came out, smoking a cigarette herself, and handed a newly knitted scarf to Tan Wenbin.

The scarf wasn't long and didn't have many patterns, but the stitches were tight.

Tan Wenbin immediately put it around his neck.

Knowing Tan Wenbin was leaving, the two sisters presented these gifts to him.

Both sisters were straightforward, without any hidden agendas, merely working hard to earn money, having men and kids back home who knew what they were doing.

Back at the earthen building, Tan Wenbin wondered, "Where have Meng Meng and Run Sheng gone?"

Li Zhiyuan: "They told me they wanted to dive once more into the lake."

Tan Wenbin: "Is Meng Meng still eager to catch bugs?"

Li Zhiyuan shook his head.

Although it was Yin Meng's suggestion, he knew it wasn't really her desire to go.

...

Run Sheng: "You can wait for me on the shore."

Yin Meng: "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet; I won't feel at ease leaving you to go down alone."

The two of them ventured all the way to the deepest part of the Zhaojun Temple's main temple.

The ground here was densely pierced with crystals, and there were impact marks everywhere.

Yin Meng sighed, "Brother Xiao Yuan really had a hard time here back then."

After her sigh, Yin Meng turned her attention to these crystals. She tried to touch them, only to find the crystals had already degraded inside, turning into powder and falling off upon contact.

Not only was it due to the construction at the hydropower station causing changes in Feng Shui here, but the Old Transgender itself was also one of the necessary conditions for these crystals to form.