Chapter 161 - 29_6

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Chapter 161: Chapter 29_6As for the stack of talisman paper, Li Zhiyuan had the least confidence. This was his first attempt at drawing this, and it was likely to be useless. And even if it worked, would he have to run up to the corpse, tiptoe and jump up to stick it on the thing’s forehead? Li Zhiyuan pressed his fingertip on the talisman paper, flicked it outward, and a sheet of talisman paper floated a meter away, then folded back, landing on the ground behind him. The effect was less than a deck of cards. He decided to first test whether the talisman paper he drew had any effect at all. Even if it had a minimal effect, he would then look for something with a poker card texture to draw on next time. Searᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. But in any case, this set of tools and small items was all set. The next step was to test their effectiveness. Li Zhiyuan went out to call Run Sheng back upstairs. He wanted to give several items for Run Sheng to use, like the Seven-star Hook and Yellow River Shovel. Only someone strong could really bring out their potential. Even if they had no special effects, Run Sheng could still use them to smack down a corpse. In the room, Alii bent down and picked up the talisman paper on the ground. She placed the talisman paper in her right palm, pressed her left index finger on it, and flicked her fingertip. "Whoosh!" The talisman paper flew out, sticking squarely to the center of the doorframe. At this moment, Li Zhiyuan came in with Run Sheng, and Alii, to keep her distance from Run Sheng, simply took off her shoes and got on the bed. The girl hugged her knees, sat in the corner of the bed, watching the boy explain the tools’ functions to Run Sheng. After listening to the explanation and trying it out himself, Run Sheng was quite shocked and said, "Xiao Yuan, quite a few things here are similar to what my grandpa has, but there’s a big difference." "Mine should be the most professional." "I can feel it, it’s really good stuff." Run Sheng had experience in Corps Recovery, and he had actually fought a corpse. For him, anything that felt handy was naturally convincing. "Let’s go, Brother Runsheng, let’s find a place to test these." "Alright!" Other things aside, Brother Leopard and Zhao Xing, those two guys had become Chang. Daring to come and threaten them, it was just right to find them and settle this score first. Run Sheng carried the materials downstairs first. Before they were not assembled, all the pieces couldn’t be taken at once. Now he could carry all the equipment by himself. Li Zhiyuan walked to the bedside and said to Alii, "I’m heading out, Alii, be good and get some sleep in your room, okay?" After giving his instructions, Li Zhiyuan left the bedroom. After the boy left, Alii lay down on the bed, obediently starting to get some sleep. When Li Zhiyuan passed by Li Sanjiang’s bedroom, the door just happened to open. The Grandmaster was rubbing his eyes, having just taken a nap. He planned to relieve himself and then return to sleep some more. "Little Yuanhou, are you going out?" "Yes, Grandmaster, I’m going out to play with Brother Runsheng." "Oh, going out to play." Li Sanjiang habitually reached for his pocket. Although he always prioritized the children’s learning, he never had the heart to refuse their requests to play. "Grandmaster, you already gave me pocket money this morning." "Then take a little more." Li Sanjiang took out the change in his pocket. Generally, people in the village seldom kept large bills on them as it was inconvenient to make change. "Grandmaster, thank you." "Hey, why be so polite?" Before Li Sanjiang could finish his words, he found himself being hugged around the waist, the boy’s face pressed against his belly, eyes closed. Li Sanjiang patted the boy’s head and asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?" "Grandmaster, you’re so good." "Heh heh, alright, alright, I’ll go back inside and get you a few larger bills." "No need, Grandmaster, it’s enough, I’m going out now." "Remember not to come back too late, you still have to reverse the flow of luck tonight." "Got it, Grandmaster." Waving goodbye to Li Sanjiang, as he went down the stairs, Li Zhiyuan’s expression became calm again. He hadn’t lied to Liu Yumei in the morning because all he needed to know was that his Grandmaster truly cared for him, and the rest didn’t matter. *To put it bluntly, if he really cared about that, how would he be any different from the three siblings of the Niu family?* *Moreover, there was something Li Zhiyuan intentionally hid from Liu Yumei.* *With Grandma Liu living here and describing herself as someone who picks up coins from corners, the Grandmaster’s reversing of luck for him was equivalent to a large transfer.* *If the old lady knew, she might just be driven mad.* *Human beings, as they age, become more life-cherishing and more afraid of death.* *The Grandmaster was willing to reduce his own life to invert luck, and just for this reason, Li Zhiyuan was willing to do anything for him as a younger generation.* *He was never dragged into it; he always took the initiative, so there was no resentment.* When he reached the last step of the stairs, Li Zhiyuan suddenly stopped. He suddenly remembered seeing the "Golden Sand Luo Wen Scripture" in his Grandmaster’s bedroom. *He had noticed that every time his Grandmaster drew the Array Map, it differed from the ones in the book.* *So, if his Grandmaster was really skilled, drew precisely, and maximized the Array’s effect to directly transfer luck to him, with his Grandmaster’s strong enough fate chart to alter his own fate... wouldn’t he explode from it?* Cold sweat instantly seeped out from his forehead. *Wasn’t that the kind of Luck rebound even the Qin Family avoided and feared?* "Whew... that was close." *But on the other hand, hadn’t he also benefited from his Grandmaster’s good fortune? If he hadn’t lived with his Grandmaster, how would he have discovered so many good books in the basement, or met Alii?* *Ever since he got to know Alii, the cold, detached feeling inside him appeared less and less often.* "Misfortune hides within fortunes, fortunes lie within misfortune." Li Zhiyuan shook his head, deciding not to dwell on these matters anymore; being happy with who he was was enough. When he reached the yard, Run Sheng had already ridden out on a tricycle, with all the equipment placed on the cart, covered by a plastic sheet. "Ding ding ding!" Run Sheng rang the bell. He had never thought there was anything wrong with what he had before, but after seeing the good stuff, he had an urge like a boar wanting to taste fine cakes. Li Zhiyuan sat on the tricycle. Liu Yumei and Aunt Liu stood at the yard entrance. "Xiao Yuan, don’t blame grandma for nagging. I just want to remind you one last time: think carefully, you can’t turn back once you go." Li Zhiyuan patted Run Sheng’s back, "Brother Runsheng, let’s go, no turning back, ride forward!" "Alright, hold tight!" ... "Xiao Yuan, weren’t we going to Shigang? Why did you tell me to ride here first?" "Brother Runsheng, wait for me at the door, I need to go in and find someone." Li Zhiyuan got off the tricycle and entered the police station, and after some inquiries, found Tan Yunlong’s office. At the moment, Tan Yunlong was leaning back in the office chair, eyes closed, taking a nap. His face was shiny, likely from a long night. However, when Li Zhiyuan entered, he immediately opened his eyes, and that familiar hawk-like gaze hit him again. "Is it you, little friend?" "Yeah." "How did you find my office?" "I asked around." "Do you know my name?" "I asked for the policeman with the long, thick eyebrows, slightly tilted, who looks scary when he glares. They understood." "Hahaha..." Tan Yunlong laughed, "Alright, little friend, what’s the matter?" "I have a report to file." ... Just as he stepped out of the police station door, Li Zhiyuan turned back to face the plaque. Then, he spread his arms and stepped forward to hug the plaque tightly. The window of the security office opened, and an elderly auxiliary policeman poked his head out, asking, "Little boy, what are you doing?" "I want to be a policeman when I grow up." "Good, good, being a policeman is good. Haha, good kid." The old auxiliary policeman said no more, lighting a cigarette and quietly watching as the boy continued to hug the plaque. After a long while, Li Zhiyuan reluctantly let go. *Should be enough, right?* Looking down, his clothes and pants were now covered in a thick layer of plaque dust. After a moment of hesitation, Li Zhiyuan decided not to brush it off and left it as it was. Then he got back on Run Sheng’s tricycle. Old Jiang’s house was easy to find; it was a self-built villa on the edge of the town, with five floors and a large walled courtyard outside, complete with ponds and rockeries inside. In this era, it could be considered quite luxurious. Run Sheng picked up the Yellow River Shovel, saying, "Xiao Yuan, let’s go in and get them!" Li Zhiyuan looked at Run Sheng in confusion. Seeing he wasn’t joking, he quickly grabbed Run Sheng’s wrist: "No, Brother Runsheng, it’s like attending a banquet; we won’t sit at the first round. We’ll wait for the second round because we aren’t dealing with people." "Then who takes the first round, who will handle those people?" Just as he finished speaking, in the distance, siren sounds approached.

Chapter 161 - 29_6

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