Corpse Recovery Diver

Chapter 1588 289_3

Although the Ksitigarbha Hall has long been built into Fengdu in the mortal world's scenic area, in reality, the Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva has not been able to enter the true Fengdu.From the Bodhisattva's earlier assistance through True Monarch Pu Du's avatar in building the True Monarch System, and later personally crafting the official, it can be seen that in terms of material selection, they have not truly touched the core of the Underworld.

Ghost Kings like the White Crane Child, in fact, have never been an official in the Underworld; instead, they seem more like local martial vagabonds absorbed into the system.

I am the key for the Bodhisattva to enter Fengdu.

Yin Meng is a bloodline key, I am an inheritance key, and the tricolored glow sealed there at the three incense points originally comes from the Underworld, esteemed in status, it's a key voluntarily presented from within the Underworld.

However, having a key does not mean one must open the door.

The Bodhisattva surely does not just want a day tour in Fengdu; they want to enter Fengdu and completely preside over the Underworld.

This only indicates that something is wrong with the Underworld, more specifically, that something is wrong with the Great Emperor…

When the opportunity arose, the Bodhisattva actively sought the key, propelling this wave.

But now, the key they found is opposing and preventing them.

Li Zhiyuan does not know if his choice is right, just as he doesn't actually understand what effect sending Run Sheng and Zhao Yi back will have; he only knows it will have some effect.

Zhao Yi's initial approach of observing two "Immortals" fighting cannot be considered wrong; it is presumably the safest and most reliable choice.

Be a good key, ride the Jiang Shui, complete what one should do, help the Bodhisattva open the Ghost Gate, then let them "Immortals" fight amongst themselves, while we sing songs and return home.

However, Li Zhiyuan feels that this path of serving both sides opportunistically is only suitable for the stage where both sides are standing off against each other, unable to manage.

Now, as they are about to reach a stage of resolution, the situation has become intense and heated; attempting not to offend either side will likely result in both sides seeking retribution against you, regardless of who wins.

There's no choice, now is the time to completely side with one faction.

When the ship docked, the shipowner insisted on dragging Tan Wenbin to drink.

At the night stalls on the pier, small tables and stools, with Ghost Street above and a riverside view beside, the prices were incredibly friendly; sitting down here, leaning back, one was met with sheer comfort.

Li Zhiyuan ordered a bowl of clear soup wontons for himself, freshly wrapped by the stall owner, and it tasted delicious.

After eating, Li Zhiyuan didn't urge Tan Wenbin to return but let him continue accompanying the shipowner in chatting.

When they were done with eating and drinking, during checkout, Tan Wenbin inevitably engaged in some tug-of-war with the shipowner, who, relying on his middle-aged strength as a boatman, tried to first subdue Tan Wenbin; unfortunately, Tan Wenbin, now full of animal instincts, directly pressed down and pinned the shipowner.

After paying the bill, Tan Wenbin and Li Zhiyuan left, leaving the shipowner in the same spot, swearing and bantering good-naturedly.

When they returned to the guesthouse, it was already late at night, close to one in the morning.

Arriving downstairs at the building they were staying in, looking up, they saw someone standing at the edge of the rooftop, a very familiar figure—it was Mr. Zhai.

"Brother Binbin, stay down here, I'll go up."

"Understood."

Li Zhiyuan dashed into the building as Tan Wenbin took a few steps back and took off his coat to raise.

Near the room intercom, Lin Shuyou leaned there, smiling and waving at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin pointed up at the roof.

Lin Shuyou seemed puzzled, grabbing the window edge and stretching his entire body out to see the person standing up there.

This scene frightened Lin Shuyou into not retracting himself but instead climbing the wall like a gecko with both hands and feet.

It's not really Lin Shuyou's fault for being careless; he was solely focused on preventing external invasion, who could have thought someone from their own group would go up there and possibly want to jump off?

Once he reached the position below where Mr. Zhai stood, Lin Shuyou stopped moving.

Next, if Mr. Zhai wanted to jump, just as he leaped, Lin Shuyou could immediately grab him.

Li Zhiyuan ran to the rooftop and, seeing Mr. Zhai standing there with his hands behind his back, understood that the old man was not about to jump from the building; he might just be here to enjoy the view.

"Grandpa Zhai, why are you here? It's cool at night; and windy on the rooftop."

"It might be because of the hot pot I ate tonight; my body feels warm and restless, couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come up and get some air."

Li Zhiyuan walked to Mr. Zhai's side and said, "Then next time we gather, let's choose something lighter."

Mr. Zhai said, "There are lighter dishes in Sichuan cuisine, but you have to consider your teacher's wallet and the meal budget for government reimbursement."

Speaking, Mr. Zhai reached out and patted the young man's back, "Haha, sorry to scare you, made you worry unnecessarily."

Li Zhiyuan said, "It's alright, you're not a fragile person."

Mr. Zhai said, "Then what do you think I am?"

Li Zhiyuan said, "You are a useful person."

Mr. Zhai said, "I am merely someone who's afraid of dying because of old age."

After saying that, Mr. Zhai turned around and walked down, with Li Zhiyuan accompanying him as they left the rooftop and went downstairs, escorting him back to his room and closing the door once he was inside.

Just when he was about to leave, he saw Zheng Hua coming out from the room next door, holding a thermos.

"Xiao Yuan, I'm going to get some water, could you please watch the door for me? The lock is broken and difficult to open even with a key; the front desk didn't send anyone to fix it today."

"Sure."

Li Zhiyuan walked into Zheng Hua's room; although Zheng Hua claimed to be a disciple before Mr. Zhai, his actual level was not low, allowing him the privilege of a single room.

On the table lay a stack of materials; Li Zhiyuan didn't plan to snoop, but he glanced at it, saw photos of Qian Ying and Wu Lan, and then decided to take a closer look.