Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 446 - 80_7

Chapter 446: Chapter 80_7

Li Zhiyuan had a deep impression of this record, not because of the name of the Corpse and the horrific methods of its creation, but because in Wei Zhengdao’s follow-up introduction to this kind of Corpse, he used a very obscure approach.

He drew a diagram, with a throne in the center. It was unclear which sect it belonged to, but on both sides of the throne were a pair of young boys and girls.

It concluded with, "An yin-yang companion Corpse under a certain sect’s throne went out of control, destroying the entire sect, later exterminated by Righteous people."

*This was a hint, one that couldn’t be spoken plainly, because it was likely that some "Righteous sects" favored creating this kind of Corpse.* Many mythical stories depict young boys and girls... *perhaps their prototypes weren’t so pure and lovely.*

But one thing was certain: if it could make Wei Zhengdao "cover up for the Righteous," it surely implied profound interest-driven motives, enough for those Righteous people to disregard their reputation, *and when thinking of which noble figures have young boys and girls as typical companions under their seats...*

*One could only say, they were all lunatics, just like the people of the Bai family town under the river’s surface,* all madmen willing to sacrifice everything for the dream of becoming immortal.

Presently, the blood of close kin had been shed; next was the blood of opposing kin.

Tan Wenbin asked in confusion, "Brother Xiao Yuan, it was Wu Xinhui who killed Qiu Minmin, but Zhao Junfeng was killed by Mao Zhushan himself. Could it be that he’s going to sacrifice himself later?"

Li Zhiyuan replied, "Opposing kin."

"Opposing kin blood..." Tan Wenbin’s face was filled with shock. "So, he killed his father, sacrificing his own father?"

Li Zhiyuan said, "His father, Mao Chang’an, is not dead."

Upon hearing this, Yin Meng understood why Xiao Yuan had previously tried to open the office door and repeatedly instructed them to stay alert.

It turned out, the young man had long since noticed that Mao Chang’an, lying in the "main tomb," was actually still alive.

*He was indeed still alive; if killed too early, how would they perform the sacrifice?* It had to be done in the hall painted with the Array Diagram, and during the time the blood incense burned to its end for it to be effective.

At this moment, Mao Zhushan took out two male and female dolls from his bosom. The dolls were bound with threads and pierced with needles. The back of the dolls had been dyed blood red, with only the front still retaining its original color.

Mao Zhushan lightly waved the female doll, and immediately, Qiu Minmin rushed out of the hall.

Li Zhiyuan and his companions, hiding in the corner at the back, didn’t need to worry about being discovered. Of course, in the past, such hiding could easily turn into self-deception to evade the Corpse’s detection, but right now, in the Yin House, apart from direct "perception" through sight and sound, any sixth sense was unreliable here.

Soon, Qiu Minmin returned with Mao Chang’an in tow.

Both opposing kin were ready.

Mao Zhushan sighed, looking at his old father and master, as if a trace of father-son affection remained.

He first raised the female doll, pointing it at Wu Xinhui.

Qiu Minmin leaned Mao Chang’an against a pillar and then turned to walk towards Wu Xinhui.

Seeing this, Wu Xinhui screamed in terror, "No, no, no, don’t kill me, don’t kill me! Ahh ahh!"

"Crack!"

Qiu Minmin bit off Wu Xinhui’s neck.

"Ah."

Mao Zhushan sighed first, then showed an expression of anticipation, lightly flicking the needle on the male doll with his fingertips.

At this moment, Mao Chang’an suddenly opened his eyes and cursed,

"Beast!"

Mao Zhushan was incredulous, "How could you still wake up? I clearly gave you enough medicine!"

Mao Chang’an began to struggle, his shroud tearing apart, but beneath the shroud, he was still bound with iron chains and a large brass lock, obviously a precaution set by his son in advance.

"You beast! I raised you for so many years, I taught you for so long, and you dare to do such a heinous thing behind my back. Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?"

"Old man, that book, I found it when we just moved here and I picked it up from below, yet you sealed it away and didn’t let me practice it. I’m your son, your disciple, if you won’t practice it, why not let me!"

"That’s an evil book, filled with evil magic. It’s not something we can touch. I didn’t even dare to read it, let alone practice it."

"It doesn’t matter, I found where you hid it anyway. I’ve been practicing for eight years. That book says that with the yin-yang companion Corpse, you can enter the heavenly gate and achieve immortality; I don’t want to spend my life here as a Corpse Recovery Diver like you!"

"Zhushan, you’ve gone mad. You can still turn back now. Really, turn back, surrender, atone for the sins you’ve committed."

"I’m almost successful, hehehe, turn back now?"

"Heaven is watching. Doing such things, you’ll definitely face bad luck and die a horrible death."

"Come on, let me see it. Where is it, old man, I’ve been fooled by your rhetoric for so long. Now, go to where you belong."

"Unfilial son, unworthy disciple, how dare you..."

Mao Zhushan glanced at the last remaining segment of incense in front of him and said,

"The incense is almost burned out. I must complete all the ritual procedures before it finishes burning.

So, Dad, go ahead. After you die, I’ll break a bowl for you."

Outside, Tan Wenbin grabbed Li Zhiyuan’s arm, and Yin Meng was also prepared to rush in as soon as Li Zhiyuan gave the order.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, let’s go save the old man!"

In their view, now was the perfect time to act.

Li Zhiyuan didn’t give the order but instead said softly, *"The old man’s words sound so familiar."*

"Huh?" Tan Wenbin didn’t understand what Xiao Yuan meant by saying this now.

Yin Meng also gave a puzzled look, *Wasn’t this the time to act?*