Corpse Recovery Diver

It was confirmed that the person in front of them hadn't been possessed.

Run Sheng picked up the half-finished bowl of restorative medicine and brought it to Xiao Hei, who unusually licked the plate after finishing it.

In the past, with his daily pampering, he would never do such a thing.

Run Sheng pointed to the doghouse.

Xiao Hei turned around, walked in, lay down, and began to sleep.

Today, barking so much and even biting someone was probably one of the few times he exerted himself this much in his life; he needed a good rest to recover his Primordial Energy.

Yin Meng: "Let me help you treat your wound."

"No need, Xiao Hei is clean, I'll just rinse it with well water."

Run Sheng walked to the well, drew water, and rinsed the wound.

Once the red blood outside was washed away, you could see the dark groove from the dog's bite with a charred hue inside.

This was due to the constitution of the Five Black Dogs clashing with the aura within him, indicating that the Evil Qi within his body was quite heavy.

Run Sheng took out a talisman Xiao Yuan had drawn from his pocket and placed it on the wound. The talisman paper didn't turn completely black, but rather grey.

He sighed while touching the wound with his fingertips.

Looks like I'll have to trouble Xiao Yuan.

He never minded being considered a freak; after all, when he was a kid, he'd gotten used to being called a "freak" by the kids in the village for his outlandish habits.

What he did care about was if these auras on him were too strong, it could cause misunderstandings, affecting Xiao Yuan's future travels.

Just then, Li Zhiyuan returned from Big Beard's house.

"Xiao Yuan."

"Brother Run Sheng?"

Run Sheng raised his bitten wrist, and after a glance from Li Zhiyuan, he smiled and said, "Brother Run Sheng, please wait for me at the workshop."

"Alright."

Run Sheng headed towards the back of the house.

Li Zhiyuan was about to head upstairs when he ran into Yin Meng.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, about Run Sheng..."

"It's okay, I have a plan."

Yin Meng nodded: "That's good, that's good, you had me worried."

"By the way, where are Binbin and Ah You?"

"After they came back this afternoon, Mr. Li called them to help with the tables and chairs."

Li Zhiyuan suddenly thought, he should have taken them to the Peach Forest, otherwise, they just returned home and were hooked into working by Grandmaster.

Actually, Li Zhiyuan understood the thoughts of his companions.

Initially, their development paths were designed by him personally.

But now, they have their own initiative.

Even though sometimes Li Zhiyuan found their actions dangerous, he couldn't bring himself to stop them.

No one wanted to be the useless member, everyone hoped to contribute more during their travels.

Moreover, aside from the interests of the team, there was also personal development needs.

They were people, not tools in his eyes, and sometimes what he thought was best wasn't necessarily what suited them.

Entering the second floor and into his room, Alii was painting inside.

The painting already had parts of Lin Shuyou and Yin Meng done, and was now working on Tan Wenbin's section.

Li Zhiyuan glanced at the remaining half a plaque in the room, it was not enough.

Alii put down her paintbrush and prepared to leave, understanding the young man's intentions.

Their level of understanding required no words, just a look; well, Alii couldn't speak, anyway.

Even though using plaques as materials was something everyone was used to, Li Zhiyuan still felt it inappropriate to instruct Alii with just a look.

This time he needed the material directly, so it only made sense for him to speak up.

People can feign ignorance intentionally, but should not pretend to be deliberately clueless.

He took Alii's hand and led her downstairs to the east room.

Liu Yumei was inside, designing clothes with a brush, with a drawing of Alii's beside her, working on depicting a young man's outfit.

Aunt Liu had just entered from the storeroom carrying plaques, replenishing those running low.

Just then, two young customers entered the store.

Liu Yumei inquired somewhat unexpectedly: "Who are they?"

Li Zhiyuan said to Liu Yumei, "Grandma Liu."

Soon after, the young man glanced at the plaques on the offerings table.

Though the replenishment was rushed, Liu Yumei was used to it and just gestured for them to help themselves.

Li Zhiyuan approached the offerings table and paid his respects to the plaques:

"I, the junior servant, encounter some issues on Run Sheng's body that require creating wooden pegs for suppression, and implore the ancestors for assistance!"

As he spoke, Li Zhiyuan's voice was hushed.

Upon him speaking, Liu Yumei suddenly felt a warning rise and immediately blocked out her perception.

Aunt Liu, standing by, wanted to watch the two children choose; upon hearing this, her throat suddenly tasted sweet.

It was the first time she'd eaten seeds and tasted blood!

Aunt Liu's reaction puzzled Li Zhiyuan.

Aunt Liu quickly waved her hand, indicating she was alright.

Seeing the young man had finished speaking, Alii began selecting plaques from the offerings table.

She knew Run Sheng had sixteen Qi gates, necessitating sixteen large wooden pegs.

However, considering the fixed shape of plaques, wide at the base, and narrow at the top.

In the past, using them to carve wooden flower rolls was already maximizing efficiency.

But this time, one plaque could only produce one large wooden peg, the rest would be waste, so Alii chose sixteen plaques.

Unable to carry them all alone, Li Zhiyuan assisted her.

From dining with the girl early on, he knew she always had an obsessive-compulsive trait, which meant she would choose the oldest plaques each time.