Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 342 - 61

Chapter 342: Chapter 61

"Brother Liang, let’s go, we need to hurry and call the police."

Tan Wenbin pulled at Xue Liangliang.

He vaguely guessed what Xiao Yuan was planning to do.

When he first met him, he called the boy "brother" half out of respect for the genius and half teasingly.

But since he witnessed the boy determined to exact revenge even if it meant his eyes bleeding blind, and after seeing the scattered remains of the dwarf and his son floating on the river, the "brother" in his address became tinged with awe.

It’s really a no-win situation, a high schooler who usually gets into fights suddenly encountering such a ruthless person, and this ruthless person usually pretends to be harmless and cute.

"Xiao Yuan, no matter what you want to do, you need to ensure your safety, understand?"

"Mhm, I will, Brother Liangliang."

Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin left.

Li Zhiyuan walked to the edge of the cliff, stood on his toes to look down, and asked, "Brother Runsheng, is it okay?"

Run Sheng bent down, indicating for the boy to climb onto his back.

Then, Run Sheng straightened up, back to the cliff, and reminded, "Xiao Yuan, hold on tight!"

"Okay."

Li Zhiyuan hugged Run Sheng’s neck with his arms.

Run Sheng put his left hand to his chest and his right hand clenched a steel pipe, taking a deep breath.

Then, he leaped backward.

After falling for some distance, he inserted the steel pipe into a crevice in the rocks, his right arm muscles tensed as his waist also exerted force, and he almost hung there vertically.

Then he pulled out the steel pipe and continued to fall before inserting it again.

Li Zhiyuan felt like he was on a pirate ship, but this was far more dangerous than the attractions in amusement parks. Those who do extreme sports abroad still harness themselves with safety ropes, but Run Sheng relied solely on a pipe.

Even, Li Zhiyuan suspected that even without the pipe in hand, Run Sheng could climb down the cliff with his bare hands.

That’s right, considering Brother Runsheng’s terrifying appetite, he didn’t turn out to be fat, obviously, all the food went into his strength.

Descending in stages, when there were no suitable rock crevices to use, they would fall a longer distance to look for one.

At last, seeing the remaining height was about right, Run Sheng simply let go completely, only kicking the rock wall with one leg a couple of times to offset part of the falling force just before landing, then he took a series of steps backward and turned around to place Li Zhiyuan on top, and he himself lay face down on the ground.

"Xiao Yuan, are you okay?"

"I’m fine, it was quite thrilling."

Li Zhiyuan got down from Run Sheng, who also stood up, brushing off bits of grass and dirt from his body.

The boy knew that without his own excess weight, Run Sheng wouldn’t need to land so awkwardly.

This is talent.

Li Zhiyuan had no doubt that if Runsheng had someone to teach him, then he surely wouldn’t be inferior to Uncle Qin in the future.

The boy himself didn’t have any sectarian views, nor did he have any moral scruples, after all, he had watched and learned the Feng Shui secrets of both the Qin and Liu families, but the horse stance and breathing techniques that Uncle Qin taught him, he couldn’t pass on to Run Sheng.

This required an extremely professional person to provide individual muscle force alignment and breathing adjustment; the set he was practicing now only suited himself, teaching it to Run Sheng might have the opposite effect.

He could only hope that once Alii recovered and they saw Uncle Qin again, he could ask Uncle Qin to teach Run Sheng.

The ancestral hall’s courtyard wall was not high, Run Sheng climbed up first, then with his legs hooked over, his upper body reached down to pull Li Zhiyuan up, and the two of them scaled the wall like that.

Unlike when they were in the space between the floors, where they, the four of them, could kick doors as they pleased without worries, making a racket now would definitely wake the whole village.

The doors of the ancestral hall were closed, meaning someone from the village had been here, and upon entering the inner hall, they found fresh offerings on the altar.

It must be because the recent haunting incidents in the village had left the villagers feeling jittery, and even the doors of the ancestral hall being kicked open by a "ghost" meant that the ancestors were disturbed, so naturally, they had to come to worship promptly, praying for ancestral protection.

"Xiao Yuan..."

Li Zhiyuan said with a smile, "Go ahead and eat."

"Ah!"

Run Sheng sat at the altar, grabbed an offering with his right hand, pulled out a half-burnt stick of coarse incense from the incense burner with his left, and began to eat in big bites.

He was truly hungry.

He had a belly full of grass at noon, and in the afternoon, he only ate some dry corn, even a mule pulling a mill would have better food.

Of course, he did have other sources of food available, such as the smoked meat that Binbin took out from the house, of which he only ate that one piece and didn’t get up to take more from the house.

With so many corpses in the pool, although they didn’t have the rich smell of Corpse, they also weren’t inedible.

He was holding back, firstly because he didn’t want to ruin his image too much in front of Xiao Yuan, and secondly because they weren’t yet at a point of absolute desperation.

Li Zhiyuan took some of the offerings, eating while walking circles around the hall.

There was still some time before dawn, and even after daybreak, the villagers might not come here early, so he had plenty of time.

After observing and analyzing the details once more, Li Zhiyuan couldn’t help but exclaim:

"The skills of the Qi family ancestors are really top-notch."

Building mausoleums, unless you’re a warlord, you could choose any dragon lines, and labor was readily available. Even in the last years of a dynasty, when the court was struggling, they would still squeeze the budget to let you perform, so it’s pathetic if the tomb isn’t built well, and normal if it’s built properly.

But in this backwater, under such basic conditions, to still be able to create such a refined layout, that’s quite an achievement; it’s a real technical work.

Run Sheng asked puzzledly while eating, "Then why did their lair still get taken over by outsiders?"

Li Zhiyuan shook his head: "In this world, things can’t be forever settled by Feng Shui alone, if that were the case, those dynasties wouldn’t have fallen."