Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 345 - 61_4

Chapter 345: Chapter 61_4

At this moment,

he thought of the dwarf father and son; they were clearly evil, yet their actions were impeccably careful, as if they were deliberately avoiding something.

He thought of Liu Yumei, thought of Uncle Qin, who lived in the Grandmaster’s House and saw themselves as ordinary people, trying as much as possible to avoid any actions that crossed the line.

Finally, he thought of someone.

He had always wondered why that person wouldn’t explicitly write that helping a corpse fulfill its remaining grudges was a good way to dissolve them.

He also thought that, upon seeing a Feng Shui layout, his first impulse was always to modify it to an extreme. Although there was a hint of his playful psyche at work, without guidance from the texts, he would not have known how to start. The content in the books inherently had a leading effect.

"Ha..."

The boy chuckled, realizing that the answer was Wei Zhengdao—the deceitful Righteous.

What he wanted was a result; since going straight would be too costly, then why not take a detour? Trick and coax this so-called Righteous path; as long as it looked decent on the surface, everything could be peaceful.

After all, it was a hypocrite.

"Brother Runsheng, this green one, this black one, and this red one—follow the order I told you, pry them out and swap them. But in the last step, do not place the red one into the green slot yet."

"Okay, I understand."

Run Sheng picked up his tools and began prying, quickly completing the first two steps. The red stone was then handed to the boy.

"Xiao Yuan, what’s next?"

"Next, let’s stir things up.

Remember the civilian home closest to the ancestral hall? The one where we ate their corn on the cob and where Brother Binbin found cured meat in their house."

"I remember."

"Brother Runsheng, go now, catch the woman in that house and bring her here, remember, be quick. There’s also a man in her house, if he resists, don’t be polite."

Hearing the words "don’t be polite," Run Sheng’s eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid.

Li Zhiyuan added, "They are bona fide murderers, and you’re catching a murderer. Citizens have a duty to assist the police in cases and to maintain societal harmony and stability. It’s not illegal.

Moreover, there are slogans painted on the county walls that say ’Killing bandits and bullies on the road, no guilt, rewards given.’"

Run Sheng scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, "Uh, Xiao Yuan, why are you telling me all this?"

Li Zhiyuan shrugged and said, "Those words were not for you. Go on, Brother Runsheng."

"Alright!"

Run Sheng grabbed a steel pipe, opened the door to the ancestral hall, and ran out.

Li Zhiyuan leaned against the doorway, gazing at the situation on the other side while fiddling with the red stone in his hand.

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile; he felt it, even tried pressing down with his hand, but couldn’t press it.

This smile wasn’t an act, because right now, he was genuinely happy.

This emotion lasted a long time, simmering on low heat.

It was hard to imagine how joyful he would actually be when it truly boiled over.

Following the rules and procedures was no challenge for him.

Instead, it was this constant skirting on the edge of Heavenly Dao that gave him a real thrill.

This was what was truly interesting and fun.

"Bang!"

That was the sound of a door being kicked open.

Then a woman’s scream followed swiftly.

Soon after, Li Zhiyuan saw Run Sheng under the moonlight, carrying the woman as he ran quickly.

Having only heard the woman’s voice from the slope behind the village but not seen her face before, now that he saw her, Li Zhiyuan felt even happier and decided to seriously study her face:

The woman was around thirty years old, her face covered with freckles. Despite her panicked contortion, one could still discern that she had the traces of allure; it was a typical face of misfortune due to romantic entanglements.

Men and women with this type of face usually suffer a lifetime of misfortune because of issues concerning their private parts. If their overall facial features indicated wealth and peace, it might suppress the negativities, but this woman was clearly not of that kind. Underneath the misfortune was an even clearer signature of a life marred by crime and punishment.

Faces like hers were common among heavy criminals in prison. According to "Yin Yang Face Reading Detailed Explanation," they were often those destined for legal punishment, beheaded after the autumn harvest.

That is to say, even without his involvement, someone like her was likely to end up on the execution ground in the future.

Or rather, a vast majority of the people in this village were bound to face the executioner’s blade and become crushed under the wheels of time, as Brother Liangliang often put it.

The only question was, before they were crushed, how many more Zhu Yangs would fall prey to them? Zhu Yang’s wife was about to bring the money and their daughter from Nantong here soon.

"Xiao Yuan, I’ve brought her."

Run Sheng threw the woman on the ground.

"Help! Someone!!!"

"Slap!"

Run Sheng slapped the woman on the face.

His hand packed a fearsome punch; that much Liu Jinxia and Mr. Shan could attest to.

The woman’s teeth flew out upon impact, her face swelled significantly on one side, and she dared not cry out but only whimpered.

Run Sheng pointed at her and grimly ordered, "Shut up!"

The woman was frightened and nodded vigorously.

Li Zhiyuan then looked at Run Sheng and asked, "Brother Runsheng, what are you doing?"

"Ah?"

"I wanted her to scream."

"I..." Run Sheng immediately said to the woman, "Go on, scream!"

The woman shook her head straight away, indicating she dared not.

"Slap!"

Another slap.

"I told you to scream!"

"Help me... somebody... Help... Help me!"