Corpse Recovery Diver

"In our customs, we share food without asking for payment."

When away from home, customs can be invented as needed, provided your hometown isn't well-known.

"Thank you, where is your hometown?"

"Nantong."

"Uh..." The young Taoist gave an awkward smile and replied, "A place with outstanding people and natural spirits."

Run Sheng waved him off.

The young Taoist left with the steamed bun.

Liang Yan: "Nantong?"

Liang Li: "Last time, grandma mentioned that the paper boat she made would sink once it reached the Nantong Territory, unable to pass through."

Liang Yan: "Is there some problem there?"

Run Sheng: "No problem."

Liang Li: "Impossible, grandma made several paper boats afterwards. If they went towards the Shanghai side, they could pass, but they would inevitably sink on the Nantong side."

Run Sheng: "Is your grandma an Evil?"

The sisters' faces immediately turned serious upon hearing this, clearly offended.

They instinctively wanted to rebuke him harshly but had learned from Zhao Yi that this young man's background was also impressive, so they changed their tone involuntarily.

Liang Yan: "Grandma is an ancestor spirit."

Liang Li: "She is an embodiment of merit, protecting the region for favorable weather and climate."

Run Sheng: "Oh, so she's deceased."

Run Sheng didn't understand much about grandmas and ancestor spirits. He only knew that with the presence of the one under the Peach Forest, no Evil could enter the Nantong Territory.

The sisters were angry, but they also understood that the current situation didn't allow them to lose their temper.

Liang Li covered her right eye with her hand: "He's coming out again, walking this way, carrying something."

The young Taoist appeared at the door again: "Hello everyone, these are pickles that my grandma asked me to bring over. Please try them; my grandma's pickles are really delicious."

Run Sheng took the bag, picked a piece, and put it in his mouth. It was very crispy and refreshing, perfect with the bun.

The young Taoist left again.

Liang Yan also tried the pickles and asked, "Did you deliberately buy all the buns in advance?"

Liang Li: "To establish a relationship with him?"

Run Sheng: "I'm not that clever."

The two sisters were momentarily unsure if this person was being sarcastic.

Run Sheng bought all the buns because he could indeed finish them, and they were cheap.

The sky gradually darkened.

Run Sheng finished all the buns, leaned against the wall, lazily sitting there. Although his living conditions had improved significantly, he still enjoyed the sense of security from a full belly.

A small bird flew in through the window and landed on Liang Yan's shoulder, lightly pecking at her earlobe.

Liang Yan stood up and said to Run Sheng, "Sun Yan has found the Taoist's temple, and the boss wants us to head over now, let's go."

Run Sheng remained seated, unmoved.

"Beep beep... Beep beep..."

The pager at his waist emitted a sound, and Run Sheng glanced down at it.

Yin Meng appeared at the door, pushing a wheelchair.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Tan Wenbin said, "Shift's over."

Run Sheng nodded and stood up.

The sisters curiously stared at Tan Wenbin.

Liang Yan: "You're still alive?"

Liang Li: "How do you manage, isn't it painful?"

Tan Wenbin: "Once this wave is over, we can have a team building, and we'll chat in detail then."

Liang Yan and Liang Li walked out of the ward, and Run Sheng followed them out.

Tan Wenbin signaled Yin Meng to push him to the bedside, and the snake under the bed once again poked its head out.

"Good, go play on the side."

The snake circled the wheelchair once before returning under the bed.

Tan Wenbin looked at Xu Ming and asked, "Can you talk?"

Xu Ming: "Yes."

Tan Wenbin: "Then tell me about today's events in as much detail as possible, I need it."

As Xu Ming narrated, Yin Meng squatted on the ground, looking at the snake under the bed.

She had her eye on that snake skin; it would be perfect for making a whip, and the remaining meat and bones could be stewed for Run Sheng to eat.

After listening to Xu Ming's account, Tan Wenbin turned his head to see Yin Meng still staring at the snake, and he said, "Hey, hey, it's an ally's property, Meng Meng, control yourself."

Yin Meng: "It's not like allies can't have some friction."

Tan Wenbin: "No need to do something that loses more than it gains, but honestly, the three eyes really have strong capabilities in regrouping and preparing for battle."

When Zhao Yi's team, including Zhao Yi himself, was nearly crippled in Lijiang, he had managed to complete reconstruction and improvement in such a short time.

Not comparing with our team, just in the overall Zou Jiang level, Zhao Yi was truly aiming for the top tier.

"Cough, cough..."

Xu Ming lightly coughed a few times to signal he was still present.

"Meng Meng, send yours out."

"Okay."

Yin Meng flicked her fingertips, and the Gu Worm flew out to the young Taoist's ward for surveillance.

Tan Wenbin shrank into the wheelchair, letting out a shallow yawn.

"Sleepiness is hitting, Meng Meng, you keep watch, I'm taking a nap."

Tan Wenbin closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

When Yin Meng pushed him away, he felt a momentary daze.

Yin Meng: "He went to the bathroom."

Tan Wenbin nodded: "Push me there in advance."

The young Taoist, after finishing in the bathroom, saw a wheelchair parked in the corridor. Curious, he walked over and saw a sickly-looking older brother sitting in it.

The older brother looked very ill, as if he didn't have long to live.

Tan Wenbin slowly opened his eyes and locked eyes with the young Taoist.

"Big brother, which ward are you in? I'll push you back."

Tan Wenbin: "I don't want to go back to the ward, it's too depressing there, I want to go to the terrace for some fresh air."

"Should I push you there?"

"Yes, thank you."

"You're welcome, it's no trouble."

The young Taoist moved to the back, placing his hands on the wheelchair.

"Hiss..."

The wheelchair felt cold, like touching ice.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Withstanding the pain in his palms, the young Taoist pushed Tan Wenbin to the terrace on this floor.