Corpse Recovery Diver

Chapter 1555 284: I Will Flood Fengdu, I Will... Flood the Ghost City!

The physical condition is so poor that they don't dare let him sit in a tricycle and be taken through bumpy paths to the county hospital, after all, the main road is still blocked, unable to advance or retreat, they could only call a doctor from the county hospital to come over for a consultation.However, when the disciples persuaded him not to go to Fengdu and told him to prioritize his health, either staying here or waiting until the road was clear to return to a better hospital to look after his health, Mr. Zhai reacted strongly. Even though he was indistinct in his words, his attitude was firm — Fengdu, he must go!

Zhao Yi went out during the day to find a secluded place for self-examination.

Run Sheng did not go out today, just sat in that family's courtyard, from that angle he could just see the second floor where Li Zhiyuan lived.

In the end, it was Li Zhiyuan, in the afternoon, who came over holding an umbrella, saying he wanted to see Meng Meng's resting place.

Lin Shuyou originally wanted to go along to pay his "respects".

But the child had just woken up, and at that time he was busy grooming the homeowner's body, unable to get away.

A tent, set up in a blind spot under the cliff, that was where the Liang Sisters lived.

When Li Zhiyuan and Run Sheng came over, they heard laughter and chatter from inside.

Zhao Yi, having checked his physical changes, returned but did not go directly back to the room, instead he came here to chat with the two sisters.

"Turns out you're so ugly at your old age, at that time, you could only light a candle, not turn on the light, otherwise you would see too clearly, lighting a candle can still have some hazy feel, a way to deceive oneself."

"Turns out after you get old, things here sag so much, yet you haven't even nursed a child, oh dear, tsk tsk."

One by one, extremely annoying voices came from the tent, causing the sisters to constantly retort.

Liang Yan: "You light candles even when you're old, afraid that when the wax drips on your head, you won't even feel it."

Liang Li: "Even if I sag when I get old, it's far better than your chest being hollowed out now."

Li Zhiyuan knew that Zhao Yi was actually intentionally going along with them, he always understood what they wanted.

Although there was already a verbal and marital promise, it was too fleeting, this sort of teasing about the future brought them, instead, a sense of security.

After all, these sisters weren't the traditional gentle type, the enemies that fell into their hands often ended up very miserable, and when they felt itchy, they'd knowingly bait others in for punishment.

Zhao Yi walked out of the tent, looked at Li Zhiyuan, shrugged his shoulders, then sighed.

He didn't love them.

The words sounded quite irresponsible, but he didn't even love himself, often treating his own body and soul as experimental fields, being extraordinarily harsh with himself.

He himself felt that he might never fall in love with anyone, at least not the kind of typical romantic love between men and women seen by ordinary people.

Li Zhiyuan looked at Yin Meng's grave, with a temporary rain shelter erected on top, and under the shelter, lilacs planted everywhere.

Zhao Yi smiled and explained: "They're both bored here, so there's nothing else to do."

Then, Zhao Yi looked at Run Sheng: "What flower does Yin Meng like?"

Run Sheng: "Copper Coin."

Zhao Yi: "Then shall I find a local landlord's tomb nearby, and dig out some copper coins and silver taels for her?"

Run Sheng: "Sure."

Pausing, Run Sheng added: "If found, I'll dig."

Zhao Yi shook his head: "No need, I'll find the place, they can handle it, the burglary hole needs to be small, just enough for them to come and go, and ensure the tomb doesn't suffer major damage, when later Yin Meng awakens, these burial items must be sent back completely intact, and then call the local relic conservation bureau for notice.

Right, Li, I know this is your style."

Run Sheng: "Not Xiao Yuan's, it's Zhuangzhuang's."

In terms of dealing with people, Tan Wenbin had a complete and mature self-logical system, and was particularly skilled in communicating with supernatural entities.

After saying goodbye to the sisters, Zhao Yi and Li Zhiyuan headed back together.

Mr. Zhai's group of disciples now all looked gloomy and sad, the young junior and junior sister suffered unexpected accidents, the teacher fell ill, the whole team was truly in a panic.

Late night.

Li Zhiyuan sat up in bed, Zhao Yi followed, getting out of bed first before leaving the room.

When Li Zhiyuan came out and reached Mr. Zhai's room, the door was open, and a disciple keeping watch inside was sleeping peacefully after having been hit with a hand chop.

If Zhao Yi made a move, there would certainly be no problem, but if Lin Shuyou did it, Li Zhiyuan would have to specifically check the person's breathing.

While closing the door, Li Zhiyuan casually set up an isolation array.

The two walked to the bedside, looking at Mr. Zhai still hooked up to IV drips on the hospital bed.

Once people are of an advanced age, ordinary minor illnesses can easily lead to major complications. At this moment, the old man's face was pale, showing little to no blood color.

Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi checked Mr. Zhai's body together, the youth was adept at health maintenance and pharmacology, Zhao Yi excelled in both traditional and unconventional medical practices.

A careful check was necessary to avoid guarding him against external little ghost attacks, only for the old man to suffer an unrelated medical incident himself.

Zhao Yi: "The problem is quite serious."

Li Zhiyuan: "Hm."

Zhao Yi: "I need to intervene."

Li Zhiyuan: "Then you do it."

Zhao Yi took out his silver needles, preparing to administer them first.

Just as the first silver needle was inserted, Mr. Zhai suddenly opened his eyes.

He wasn't looking at Zhao Yi or the youth by the bedside, but stared fixedly at the ceiling, tightly gripping the bedsheet with both hands, his upper body forcibly half-raised, his whole body taut, veins bulging.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

A strange noise emanated from his throat before he opened his mouth:

"I want to flood Fengdu, I want... to flood the Ghost City!"