Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 384 - 68_3

Chapter 384: Chapter 68_3

But Yin Meng herself actually didn’t know, she spoke the corrupted version that was passed down erroneously.

Li Zhiyuan asked, "What is being traded?"

The old man chuckled, "Life-span."

"Hmm?"

"If my body could still move, I would make some other things to sell tonight and even run some errands to fulfill wishes, but now all I can do is rest here, unable to do any real work. The only thing I can sell is my life-span.

Although I’m physically incapacitated, there is quite a bit of time left in me, but in my condition, living one more day just means burdening Meng Meng one extra day.

It’s better to sell these burdensome days and trade them for some merit for Meng Meng.

My granddaughter is not bad, just very proud, suffering here beside me in this coffin shop, which is really not necessary, and it’s only holding her back."

The old man’s attitude towards his granddaughter reminded Li Zhiyuan of his own Grandmaster.

"How much can you sell?"

"Not much, those who have great merit wouldn’t become lonesome ghosts."

"True."

"But a little selling is still selling, even a mosquito’s leg has its flesh."

Li Zhiyuan pointed inside and asked, "Won’t you call Yin Meng?"

"I can’t wake her, not everyone can enter the Underworld. She can’t."

Hearing this, Tan Wenbin immediately grinned, indicating that Run Sheng couldn’t either, but he had succeeded!

"Can’t this be learned later?"

"Some people are born with it, others might accidentally learn it through experiences, but indeed, it can be learned."

"So, you mean, you purposely didn’t teach her?"

"Yes, what’s the point in learning this? Being able to see these things isn’t necessarily good. In peaceful times, our line of work won’t thrive.

To be honest, I hope she can live a happy life, find something she loves to do, marry a good person later, have a child, and lead an ordinary life."

Grandmaster also hoped the same for his own kin.

"I think she has learned quite well on her own."

"Just consider it physical fitness. It’s good for a girl to have some self-defense skills, it’s not easy for others to bully her."

Then, Tan Wenbin spoke, "Brother Xiao Yuan, I feel so dizzy and my head hurts."

The old man said, "Silly boy, go back and sleep. Being in the Underworld for too long can be unbearable for anyone. Don’t drift into the streets and become a lost ghost."

Tan Wenbin, somewhat scared, asked, "How do I end it?"

"Every family has their own incantation," the old man looked at Li Zhiyuan, "Haven’t you taught him?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Close your eyes, imagine you’re under the sea, rising to the surface."

The old man: "..."

Tan Wenbin obediently closed his eyes and started imagining. He tiptoed and gently flapped his hands up and down.

After a while, Tan Wenbin opened his eyes, his expression very pained: "I can’t wake up, Xiao Yuan, my head hurts even more, ah..."

Li Zhiyuan didn’t know what to do either, could only look at the old man: "Old sir, do you have any way?"

"I..." The old man got up, walked up to Tan Wenbin, muttered something under his breath, and then slapped him on the forehead. Tan Wenbin flew backward, passed through the wall, and entered the inner room.

Tan Wenbin who woke up in the coffin, though his head was splitting and he was extremely tired, still forced himself to climb out of the coffin, lifted the curtain, and returned to the outer room.

He saw the door still standing there, no other person in sight. He then realized something, patted his forehead, crawled back into the coffin, closed his eyes, and started snoring.

"It’s alright, he’s gone back now. This kid, if he hadn’t learned it before, sure has a bit of aptitude. Did he have an experience?"

"He did."

"Oh, then it’s the experiences that made him like this."

"Does being in the Underworld for a long time get tiring?"

"Of course, you wouldn’t get tired, you’re quite sturdy."

"How sturdy?"

"You probably have been standing outside the inner room, listening to our conversation, and throughout, I couldn’t sense your presence."

"Be more specific."

"This...do you genuinely not know?"

"It seems, was I pretending?"

"Not really, just very surprising. You don’t know how you trained?"

"It’s also because of many experiences."

The old man shook his head: "No, experiences can only help in entering the Underworld, what you have is clearly refined."

Li Zhiyuan thought of Alii.

If it’s about refining, it should be when he was in Alii’s "view" watching the scenery.

Every time after viewing the scenery, he would feel confused and unwell for a while, but as it happened more often, the side effects decreased.

After waiting for a long while, with no second shadow knocking at the door.

Li Zhiyuan asked, "Is the business not good?"

The old man laughed, "Being a coffin shop owner, guests are hardly overflowing."

"About the other deal, I don’t want your life-span."

"What else can I give besides my life-span now?"

"I will give Yin Meng money in reality, and you teach me how to enter the Underworld now."

The old man leaned back, although he had sensed something off earlier, he really didn’t expect such words to come from the boy’s mouth.

"Are you doubting my identity as part of the Liu family?"

"No, I’m confirming it, because only in Dragon King Temple such strange事儿 things can happen."

"Shall we make the deal?"

"Yes, but I can’t take your money."

"No, I must pay, because things that come for free often end up being more expensive."

"You’re mistaken, I think what I can teach is only the basics, it’s really not worth your money."

"I need the basics."

"Alright, I can teach you all of the Underworld’s Twelve Techniques passed down by the Yin family, but learning this will take a long time, how long will you stay here?"

"I’ll leave tomorrow afternoon."

"The methodology of entering the Underworld, its intricacies and taboos are many, without someone to guide and instruct in person, it’s hard to really learn the basics."