Corpse Recovery Diver

The effect of this flag is the same as the Peach Wood Sword produced by the furniture factory in the Grandmaster's hand, useless.

But upon entering the room, Li Zhiyuan looked up and followed the woman's gaze to the beam.

The woman was acting in despair, yet Li Zhiyuan indeed saw three pitch-black things.

Is it Evil?

But not quite.

Huddled together, they hadn't taken shape.

Li Zhiyuan focused his eyes and looked carefully, this time seeing even clearer.

Two small and one large, three shadows.

There was resentment, there was evil intent, but not enough to be Evil.

This stage was like bubbles constantly rising before boiling water.

This is also why Li Zhiyuan couldn't perceive them outside the room, as they were still in the embryonic stage.

Under normal circumstances, this would be impossible, but the facts were right in front of him.

Li Zhiyuan quickly thought of the reason, Sanxin Village is relatively close to Si Yuan Village where he and Grandmaster reside, which means it's close to that peach orchard.

With it there, other nearby Evil is naturally suppressed, either retreating or dissipating, and as for the unformed ghosts, they're practically unable to form.

Therefore, these three shadows in the room won't last long before they dissolve on their own.

Of course, the cases of Little Huang Ying and Tan Wenbin were exceptions, as they had the "own people" label on them.

After receiving the ceremonial comfort from Li Sanjiang, it seemed the woman on the bed regained a bit of spirit.

She nodded to Li Sanjiang in thanks, then looked at Li Zhiyuan standing beside her, holding the flag.

The emotions in the woman's eyes were complex, as if she saw her own child in the young man; she had the opportunity to be a mother three times, but none endured.

"Come here, young one."

The woman beckoned Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan moved closer to the bedside.

The woman struggled to sit up, her clothes were ordinary, less than forty years old but her head already showing lots of gray hair.

She reached to open the bedside cabinet, where a few cotton candies wrapped in shiny paper lay, she picked them up one by one and handed them all to Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan reached out and accepted them.

Then, the woman took out a very wrinkled bill from her pocket and handed it to Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan didn't reach to accept.

The woman pushed the bill into the young man's hand, saying, "It's your first visit, young one, take it."

Li Zhiyuan still didn't accept.

At this point, Li Sanjiang performing the ceremony beside them spoke, "Little Yuanhou, accept it."

They as a pair are not considered visiting guests, so shouldn't take it. So Li Sanjiang decided to deduct this money from the later calculated "pay".

Since Grandmaster spoke, Li Zhiyuan extended his hand and took the bill.

The woman smiled, with a look of relief, the literal meaning of relief.

"Ha, hm!"

At this moment, the old lady standing at the door, continually made displeased nasal sounds.

Her name is Luo Jinhua, the second wife of Mr. Wu Changshun, also the real mother of Lao Si and Young Master.

She saw the eldest daughter-in-law giving money, thus showed her displeasure.

Li Sanjiang glared at Luo Jinhua standing at the door, damn it, who is this old hag giving attitude!

However, Luo Jinhua kept focusing on the eldest daughter-in-law on the bed, unnoticed Li Sanjiang's discontent.

Li Sanjiang stepped out from the room, set a supply table before the small cabinet, and continued the ritual.

Li Zhiyuan helped by holding the flag, passing the bowls, and delivering incense.

Just assisting a bit, leaving all the ceremony to Grandmaster.

Even midway, despite Grandmaster signaled him to insert the incense into the burner, Li Zhiyuan pretended not to hear, letting Grandmaster insert it himself.

Grandmaster's ceremony truly had no effect.

But death cannot be undone, even the most powerful rituals hold no significance at this moment.

However, Grandmaster comforted all family members, even though some showed no sign of sadness when comforted.

Grandmaster also spoke some words to the child in the cabinet, advising the path ahead is dark, must tread carefully and slowly.

While saying these, the woman in the room got off the bed, supporting herself by the door frame, watching this scene.

Finally, Grandmaster completed the ritual thoroughly.

Li Sanjiang sighed three times, like a storyteller hitting the wood block, signaling homeowners: the work's done, payment is due.

Mr. Wu Changshun, picked up the pipe, went inside.

Luo Jinhua gave a glare to the eldest daughter-in-law standing at the door and also went inside.

Even the third brother Wu Jianhua, who originally called Li Sanjiang to do the ritual, went to relieve himself with his pants.

Li Sanjiang sighed a fourth time.

Generally speaking, payment for white matters should be settled in advance.

After all, all trades unavoidably encounter "runners".

This time considering the young one's untimely death, he didn't bother, took care of it first, so the child could be buried sooner, letting the parents rest easier.

Who would've thought, facing money issues again.

Li Sanjiang stood there unmoved.

The eldest Wu Youhou ran into the bedroom looking for Luo Jinhua.

Soon, sharp calls echoed from the room:

"I have no money, where would I have money, why should I pay for the ritual done for your child!"

"Mom, didn't all my money go to you, my odd job money, what Second Brother earns through farming and selling grains, all delivered to you, we don't have any big money."

"You say you're broke? Then how come your wife has money to give outsiders, I saw it myself, and you call that being broke? To me, she's quite wealthy!"