Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 199 - 36

Chapter 199: Chapter 36

These few days, Li Zhiyuan’s main activity was reading.

He ignored hint after hint from Grandma Liu; he didn’t bother Alii, nor did he think about getting closer to seek contact and explanation.

Because he knew, pestering her incessantly would only be a senseless self-indulgence.

Alii went back to her room, shutting herself away again.

But Li Zhiyuan knew how to call her out again.

The last time the girl came out was because the Cat-faced Old Lady entered the house, so all he needed to do was to recreate the scene.

Li Zhiyuan didn’t know if the Cat-faced Old Lady had dissipated, but even if the Niu family hadn’t died yet, they were probably at death’s door due to their children’s filial piety.

The malevolence on the black cat was probably mostly dispersed, and the medicinal effect might not be strong enough.

Besides, even if he found it, it probably wouldn’t dare come, fearing another encounter with a zombie inside the house.

But corpses aren’t as common as cabbages by the roadside—they seemed to show up unexpectedly, yet when one intentionally seeks them out, it becomes rather difficult.

After much consideration, there was only Little Huang Ying left.

Firstly, she lived close by.

Just by carrying a bell and holding an incense burner, walking a few steps would lead her to the house; he couldn’t catch one outside and have Run Sheng transport it back with a tricycle.

Secondly, they had a history of cooperation.

And lastly, most importantly, Li Zhiyuan clearly remembered that when Little Huang Ying led Big Beard and his son into the pond, unlike the Cat-faced Old Lady and the Corpse named Zhou with the title Tai Sui, she didn’t emanate black qi.

Although he didn’t know why, it also meant that Little Huang Ying was most likely still there; she hadn’t dissipated.

Now, the recreation of the scene was successful.

Little Huang Ying’s arrival successfully caught Alii’s attention. Alii came out, arrived in the dream, and Li Zhiyuan finally "saw" her again.

However, after the apology, the boy was at a loss for words.

He didn’t want to explain the impact Li Lan’s phone call had on him, nor did he intend to talk about the sickness he bore, and definitely wasn’t going to say he also needed comfort and support—we could help each other.

If these words were useful to Alii, then Liu Yumei, Alii’s own grandmother, had probably repeated them countless times.

Redundant explanations serve no purpose but to be redundant.

He just needed to show an attitude: his balcony door was open again, hoping she could come out to see once more.

I have what you need, and I need you, to once again have me in your eyes.

Mutual need is the most stable bond in human relationships.

And so, the boy and girl stood there silently facing each other.

Behind them, Little Huang Ying still maintained a half-raised arm posture. Her main function brought there today was to act as a telephone line.

Moreover, because of her presence, a cold wind began to blow nearby and low wailing sounds rose, preventing the environment and atmosphere from being too monotonous.

After a while, Alii turned and walked back into the room.

Li Zhiyuan didn’t call after her, didn’t chase for a definitive result; he just looked up, somewhat disdainfully at the night sky, longing for dawn.

But before dawn, he still had to send the invited guest back.

Li Zhiyuan walked back to Little Huang Ying, bent down, picked up the incense burner and the bell, then turned around and slowly strolled back until those cold, damp hands once again settled on his shoulders.

He closed his eyes, trying hard to imagine he was underwater, his body steadily rising to the surface, up, up, and further up...

As his head broke the surface in his mind, Li Zhiyuan reopened his eyes.

He turned around and saw Run Sheng standing by the dam, on guard with Seven-star Hook in his left hand and Yellow River Shovel in his right.

Back to reality, the Underworld walk was over.

Li Sanjiang, who had drunk too much and was now loudly asleep in his house, would probably never imagine that despite his arduous efforts in arranging the ritual to cut off the darkness on Little Yuanhou, so he could live a normal life,

The boy, through practice, gradually figured out the rules of the Underworld walk.

"Ding Ling Ling... Ding Ling Ling..."

The bell jingled, Li Zhiyuan turned, the qipao-clad figure also turned, steadying on his shoulder.

Run Sheng rubbed the back of his head with the handle of the Yellow River Shovel.

He didn’t understand why Xiao Yuan would bring out the Corpse from the water and back again late at night, but luckily he didn’t delve into things he didn’t understand. After all, Xiao Yuan would tell him what to do.

Having not encountered anyone late at night, Li Zhiyuan smoothly led Little Huang Ying back to the pond in front of Big Beard’s house.

"Huh?"

When he led Little Huang Ying out of the pond earlier, Li Zhiyuan was facing away from the pond. Now upon returning, Little Huang Ying was still behind, not submerged.

Therefore, Li Zhiyuan could newly reassess the original appearance of the fishpond, now temporarily without the influence of Little Huang Ying.

He had been there before, but at that time, he hadn’t read Liu’s Qi Observation Technique. It was like a child who couldn’t read visiting ancient landmarks, completely unable to understand the inscriptions.

Now, he sensed something was off.

Little Huang Ying was clearly not inside, yet the Feng Shui aura within the fishpond was even more gloomy than when he arrived.

If it had become dissipated and clear, it would make sense, but the opposite indicated something even more special existed deep in the pond—Little Huang Ying’s presence above was actually masking it.

Could this be the reason why Little Huang Ying showed no signs of dissipating after completing her vengeance?

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