Corpse Recovery Diver

The pregnant woman was struggling painfully, while the old folks on either side weren't knocked out and were witnessing everything firsthand, crying and wailing non-stop.

In the last scene, the Taoist leader looked up and made eye contact with "Li Zhiyuan." It was at this moment that the spying neighbor was discovered.

His memory, too, was altered.

Killing people would actually be easier, but afterwards, the Taoist leader also altered the grandparents' memories, wanting the young Taoist to grow up in a "normal family environment."

This is also why, in the hospital today, he chose not to forcibly take the little Taoist away.

There must be a deeper purpose behind such obstinacy.

In reality, Li Zhiyuan opened his eyes and described the memory scenes he had seen to Zhao Yi.

After listening, Zhao Yi said, "That young Taoist was intentionally cultivated. Not only do they want the physical quality, but they also require mental health."

Li Zhiyuan: "Now we can go check out the Bian family's house."

Zhao Yi: "Wait a moment, let me first take this old guy inside, so he doesn't freeze here."

When Zhao Yi came out after taking the person inside, he found the teenager had already climbed over the wall and was standing at the doorway of the inner room next door.

Zhao Yi took a short run, jumped down, and landed beside the teenager.

He did this deliberately to show off his skills, hoping to wash away the stereotype in the teenager's mind.

Li Zhiyuan grabbed the door lock with his right hand, and as the blood mist seeped in, there was a crisp "click," and the lock fell, opening the door.

The ordinary village house, having been uninhabited for a while, had accumulated some dust, but everything inside was neatly arranged.

There was only one bedroom, with a big bed and a small bed, and many toys were still hanging on the small bed.

It seemed that even after the young Taoist followed the master into the Taoist temple, the old couple kept his bed and various traces of living, to revisit those memories.

Zhao Yi sniffed and asked, "Did you smell that, there's a smell of clay and dust."

Li Zhiyuan: "Clay and dust?"

Zhao Yi: "Clay and dust, drifting in the air, faintly lingering. It's got nothing to do with the Array, it's purely because I used to have a cleanliness obsession, and didn't like dust in the house."

Li Zhiyuan: "Where?"

"Under the small bed," Zhao Yi leaned over, "Someone just opened a crack here, wait a sec, I'll pry it open."

Zhao Yi removed blocks of bricks, making the inner wall loosen continuously. A waterproof leather sheet emerged, and pulling it up revealed a dried corpse covered in green hair.

The dried corpse had many Daoist talismans pasted on it, some new and some old. It seemed the Taoist would regularly come to this house, open the compartment, and paste new talismans.

Zhao Yi: "So, the young Taoist's mother died in childbirth."

Li Zhiyuan: "Yeah."

Zhao Yi: "He killed her and then preserved her here, letting her watch over her child fall asleep every night. He might even think he's being kind."

The two old folks would definitely bring their grandson to pay respects to their daughter during festivals. The young Taoist's mom definitely had a grave, but it was probably empty. Every night, they slept in the same room with the daughter they missed every day.

Li Zhiyuan: "With demon energy entering the body, dying in childbirth, and being suppressed, there's no chance of reincarnation."

Zhao Yi: "If there was a choice, I'd rather rush into my house boldly, and do what needs to be done, regardless of whether it works or not.

This method of memory alteration, making you treat your mortal enemy like family, it's revolting just thinking about it."

Li Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, pulled a tuft of green hair from the dried corpse, and held it in front of Zhao Yi: "Smell this again."

"What for?"

"See if you can identify the demon's aura."

"You think I'm the Howling Celestial Dog?"

"Well, you were once the Erlang God."

Zhao Yi took the green hair and pocketed it: "Later, I'll let Sun Yan identify it. She will surely figure it out."

"Seal it back up first, pay attention to details."

"I should've known better than to come out with you, I end up doing all the work."

"Back when the Life and Death Door seal was on your forehead, you slacked off plenty."

Zhao Yi sealed the dried corpse back up, patted his hands after finishing the work, and walked out of the house with the teenager.

A big bird circled twice in the sky before swooping down toward Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi: "Looks familiar, doesn't it? The one you guys strangled. I've made it into a puppet, used up quite a few good materials."

The big bird landed on Zhao Yi's arm, its neck awkwardly twisted, then its mouth started trembling, emitting a peculiar sound.

Zhao Yi laughed: "Alright, Liang Yan and the team have led a group toward that Taoist temple; they're attacking it now.

This way, it not only delays the Taoist, trapping him from reaching the hospital tonight; it also lets others test the Taoist's true strength ahead of time."

It's a bit unethical, at their expense, though."

Li Zhiyuan: "What's unethical about it?"

"They're after invites to the 'Sealing Demon Conference,' and we just pointed them in the wrong direction, didn't we?"

"That invite was probably sent by that Taoist. Isn't it perfect to ask the sender for the invite?"

Zhao Yi heard this and chuckled while nodding:

"Right, I'm genuinely helpful to others."