Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 337 - 60_2

Chapter 337: Chapter 60_2

"Really?" Xue Liangliang took the ancestral tablet and looked at it as well, "I can’t understand this, how did you figure it out?"

"I just happened to have studied ancestral tablets a bit recently."

"Xiao Yuan, what are you suspecting?"

"I can’t say for sure yet, but I feel that even if such a family has declined and the descendants are unworthy, it wouldn’t be outrageous enough to hire a Taoist or a monk of that level to perform rituals at the entrance of the village."

Li Zhiyuan turned around and began to walk circles along the interior hall’s walls. This was not a brick wall, but rather a stone wall, with stones of varying colors and sizes that had been polished smooth and arranged in a very reasonable and comfortable layout.

Xue Liangliang casually tossed the ancestral tablet in his hand on the ground, feeling no respect for the ancestors of such a village.

Then, he bent down and crawled under the altar hidden by the curtains, searching inside it to see if he could find an exit.

Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin hadn’t been assigned any specific tasks, but they weren’t idle either, tapping here and stomping there, hoping to stumble upon a dead rat.

After walking around three walls, Li Zhiyuan stopped, closed his eyes, contemplated and reminisced for a while, then opened his eyes and walked again.

In fact, he had noticed something the first time around—the stones of different colors and sizes on the wall were actually a huge jumbled puzzle on three sides.

Ordinary people would never notice it; they would only think that the arrangement was solemn and beautiful. The old Li Zhiyuan wouldn’t have noticed either, had it not been for the blind chess he played with Alii when he was blind.

It was also fortuitous, playing three games of blind chess, which just so happened to correspond with the three walls at this moment.

After looking over it again, Li Zhiyuan stood in place with his eyes closed, starting to piece together the puzzle in his mind.

The puzzle contained characters, and quickly, Li Zhiyuan deciphered the first line of text.

"Qi family ancestral instructions?"

But the names on the ancestral tablet were all Wang.

Li Zhiyuan thought of a possibility: this village was originally a branch of the Qi family, but in modern times, it was taken over by a group of people surnamed Wang.

It wasn’t a case of decline or unworthiness; it was a complete change of blood and surname.

The plaque in front of the ancestral hall wasn’t prominent; not only were the ancestors ashamed to see it, but the descendants no longer existed.

If the Qi family had truly continued to the present, even if the heritage had become lost, they wouldn’t lack a Feng Shui master of slightly higher caliber.

Li Zhiyuan continued to piece together the puzzle and decipher in his mind. The next long section was the content of the ancestral instructions, which, despite different wording, mainly conformed to the usual virtues like benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust. Li Zhiyuan quickly skimmed through it.

Continuing to piece together further down, the characters that appeared were suggestive. No, it wasn’t just suggestive; it very clearly pointed out the direction.

Li Zhiyuan opened his eyes and looked outside the hall. The target point of the direction was outside, right in the middle of where they were surrounded by corpses.

The four of them had walked around the edge previously and had missed the exit they were searching for.

"Xiao Yuan, have you found anything?" Xue Liangliang asked as he dusted off the dust in his hands.

"Brother Liangliang, this village used to be surnamed Qi. These Wangs are the outsiders who took over later."

Xue Liangliang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "That really fits the style of the people in this village. Turns out their ancestors were not good people."

"The exit is among the pile of corpses. We’ll have to move them to get in, Brother Run Sheng."

"Got it!"

Run Sheng was the first to leave the hall, stepping into the pond and pushing aside the corpses in front of him, with Tan Wenbin running up to help.

These corpses, like Weeble Wobbles, would be pushed aside but then remain standing upright after swaying back and forth, never falling over.

Moreover, after pushing away several groups of corpses in a row, the corpses in front of them actually parted to both sides on their own, clearing a path.

This bewildered both Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin, not knowing whether to continue forwards or not, they could only turn back and look to Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan said, "Let’s go."

The four walked down the path cleared by the corpses.

As they proceeded, all the corpses that were originally standing facing the entrance of the ancestral hall slowly turned around to face the four of them.

And, as the group moved forward, the corpses continued to adjust their positions accordingly.

The atmosphere had already been oppressive when they had walked around the edge of the pile of corpses, but now, the scene was even more hair-raising.

Tan Wenbin muttered quietly, "They’re not going to suddenly pounce at us, are they?"

"I’ll hold them off if they do. You guys run first," said Run Sheng, the first in line.

"It seems less like they want to attack us, and more like they are making a gesture of goodwill," guessed Xue Liangliang.

"Goodwill?"

"Yeah, or you could even call it a plea."

"Brother Runsheng, you can stop now; it’s right here."

Li Zhiyuan called out, and Run Sheng stopped walking. In front of him, there was a Tai Chi pattern paved with stones.

This place was the real ’life gate’ exit.

"Xiao Yuan, is it right here?"

"Yes."

"I’ll give it a try then." Run Sheng twisted his neck, about to walk in when he saw a familiar face emerging from the pile of corpses in front—Zhu Yang.

He couldn’t speak, had no expression, nor could he express anything, but now he had moved from the front row to this spot.

He didn’t stand on the Tai Chi pattern but stayed outside, clearly not intending to stop the four from leaving.

Li Zhiyuan looked at Zhu Yang and said, "Don’t worry. After we get out, I will call the police to give you justice."

Zhu Yang did not move.

A chill wind suddenly blew around them, not wild but carrying an extremely oppressive emotion; it was sadness, resentment, and anger.

Li Zhiyuan knew what they meant but could only raise his hand and explain, "I understand your intentions, but I can’t promise anything because the four of us can’t solve the problem. Don’t worry, the police will root out the evil here."

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