Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 430 - 78

Chapter 430: Chapter 78

On the bus, Li Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the street scenes outside the window, and his reflection in the glass.

The woman who appeared in the General Temple was Ran Qiuping.

But the corpse under the General statue was not Qiu Minmin.

Qiu Minmin had been beaten almost to the point of collapse by him and the others. No matter what methods the controlling entity used, it could not restore her in such a short time.

What roles did the two Corpse Recovery companions in the temple play in all this? Judging from the behavior logic, that young man seemed to be deliberately avoiding his master, so he was very likely the one helping Ran Qiuping from behind the scenes.

*It was even possible that, like Sun Hongxia being brainwashed by Ran Qiuping, Ran Qiuping herself was brainwashed by someone else to become a pawn.*

*The threads of the event suddenly expanded and extended.*

*Li Zhiyuan was quite satisfied with this development. The more people involved, the more complicated things became, the more interesting it was to handle. Only when the constructed blocks were toppled would the thrill follow.*

Getting off at the station, he did not hurry back to the dormitory. Since Lu Yi didn’t charge money, he at least had to treat him to a meal.

As it was the afternoon and still early for dinner, the Old Sichuan restaurant had no customers yet.

Sitting at a table, he ordered a few dishes and a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

The dishes were served quickly, and Li Zhiyuan ate half a bowl of rice with the food, then focused on drinking the soup.

Lu Yi ate happily. Sichuan cuisine was appetizing, and boys his age were often in their prime eating years.

After eating, they walked out of the restaurant, and Lu Yi wiped his mouth with a napkin as he said, "Brother Genius, next time if you need something, just call me. No need for a meal, that’s too polite."

"Okay."

Li Zhiyuan let Lu Yi return to the dormitory first, while he went to the school medical office.

The medical office consisted of two three-story buildings, one inside the school and one outside, ostensibly the school medical office but also open to the surrounding community.

Li Zhiyuan saw Yin Meng standing in the corner, guarding several bags of food and groceries bought from outside, with incense sticks inserted in them. She was waiting for the incense to burn out.

For Run Sheng, having a roommate made eating inconvenient.

Without calling out to Yin Meng, Li Zhiyuan went upstairs on his own.

Relying on the distinguishable sound of snoring, the young man found the ward and stood by the window, seeing Run Sheng asleep in bed.

Run Sheng was recovering quickly, with a healthy color returning to his face, unlike the pallor of the previous night.

Li Zhiyuan did not enter, leaning against the wall instead, with his hands behind his back, left foot propped against the wall. The sun hadn’t set yet, but the evening breeze had already rushed to take its place, blowing gently.

The young man just listened to the snoring inside and enjoyed the wind, standing like this for a long time.

Only when he noticed from the corner of his eye that Yin Meng was coming up the stairs with the incense-tainted food did Li Zhiyuan descend the opposite staircase.

Returning to the dormitory, the dorm supervisor’s office was still empty.

Being summer vacation, there weren’t many people in the dormitory building. The dorm supervisor’s absence wasn’t a big deal; previously, Ran Qiuping’s presence on duty was actually unusual.

The other dormitory buildings didn’t have a resident dorm supervisor at this time, with them usually checking in every few days.

Returning to the dorm room, Li Zhiyuan glanced at his and Tan Wenbin’s luggage.

Because Xue Liangliang had driven a truck to deliver them, everyone’s equipment was fully packed.

But this might have exposed a problem. Like the old man he saw at the General Temple during the day, sometimes it was more advantageous to hide one’s identity.

*Who said only those in the light could represent the Heavenly Dao?*

*This was an issue to tackle after resolving this matter: the concealment of equipment, and correcting the posture of individuals in the team to prevent knowledgeable people or spirits from identifying them on the street.*

Li Zhiyuan took a small flag from a luggage bag. Each flag’s tip was wrapped in tape that could be stuck once peeled. He also retrieved an ink bucket line and a brush with special paint.

He began measuring around with a compass, calculating spatial orientation. Once the design was clear in his mind, the young man set about planting flags.

Ceiling, walls, floor—everything was flagged.

Then lines were snapped with the ink bucket, and vermilion was used to apply the patterns with the brush.

Finally, a stool was placed in a specific spot, with a copper mirror stood there, its surface facing the dormitory door.

The copper mirror, which Alii had given to him earlier, presumably belonged to Grandma Liu, was perfect as the Array Eye.

Next, the flags needed disguising. Later, when Tan Wenbin had time, Binbin should buy some national flags from other countries to wrap them with. That way, even if outsiders saw them, they wouldn’t assume it was some superstitious practice and would instead think it was a college student expressing personality in the dorm.

Footsteps in slippers echoed down the corridor, and Li Zhiyuan recognized them as Lu Yi’s.

Lu Yi knocked on the door, but Li Zhiyuan deliberately remained silent.

Soon enough, Lu Yi opened the dorm room door himself.

He was holding two thermos bottles. When he walked in, there was a flicker of light and shadow in front of him. For a moment, he couldn’t discern east from west, nor remember where he was.

From Li Zhiyuan’s perspective, Lu Yi was spinning in circles, holding the two thermos bottles.

The young man adjusted the copper mirror, to which Lu Yi blinked, thinking he had just briefly zoned out.

"Hey, what was I doing here?"

Then, he recalled,

"Brother Genius, I went to the boiler room downstairs and fetched you a bottle of hot water. Here you go."

"Thanks, bro."