Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1188 - 215:
"Alright, drink."
Li Sanjiang came over, scooped water from the vat, and brought over a bag of detergent. He planned to wash his hair and clear his head.
"Grandmaster, it's not quite hot enough yet, washing your hair in the morning and catching a breeze can lead to a cold. Also, shampoo is below; washing your hair with detergent damages your scalp."
"I'm used to... fine, I'll wash at noon and use shampoo."
Li Zhiyuan carried his basin back to his room, while Li Sanjiang, brushing his teeth, glanced repeatedly in the direction his great-grandson had left. He felt something was different, though he couldn't pinpoint what had changed.
"Alii, let's play chess."
Alii shook her head, feeling the young man needed quiet rest and shouldn't use his brain.
"Then let's go downstairs."
Holding Alii's hand, he descended to the first floor and sniffed lightly. Li Zhiyuan smelled the lingering presence of a Deadman.
Seeing that Grandmaster hadn't descended yet, Li Zhiyuan took a talisman paper from his pocket, flicked it forward. After landing, the paper burned, a plume of blue smoke shot up, then quickly dissipated, neutralizing the lingering presence.
As for the papermen and furniture, they had all returned to their original positions, probably re-arranged by Xiao Yingying before she left.
She could tidy up everything else but couldn't deal with her residual presence, certainly because she couldn't dispel herself.
On the dam, Liu Yumei sat by a small table. Seeing the young man and her granddaughter come out, she waved and said, "Come over, help grandma make tea."
Li Zhiyuan stopped by the table, Alii didn't pause and went straight back indoors.
"Grandma, it's almost time for breakfast, and you're still drinking tea?"
"I've drunk tea my whole life; it doesn't have any effects."
The young man's tea-making movements were skillful and natural, pleasing to the eye.
Liu Yumei: "This is newly delivered tea, give it a try."
"Okay."
Li Zhiyuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, feeling like he was drinking wine. The tea aroma was heady, yet there was no unpleasant aftertaste, instead, it brewed and spread slowly.
He had not rested well the previous night, this sip brought a sense of mental grace and relaxation.
The young man closed his eyes, savoring the lingering aroma.
Liu Yumei watched him with interest.
In the past, this child often accompanied her in tea drinking, and had tasted quite a few good teas, always giving precise assessments after a sip, as if following a set routine.
But today, he was truly immersed in enjoyment.
Li Zhiyuan opened his eyes, took another sip, finding the second sip not as amazing as the first, much like the first sip of Jianlibao is always the best.
Alii came out from inside, carrying a small medical box. She opened the boy's right hand, untied the old bandage, held his palm, blew on it, then reapplied medicine and re-bandaged it.
Liu Yumei had only glanced casually, but seeing the deep-set wounds on the boy's right hand, she instinctively glanced at her granddaughter's nails.
Did these two kids have an argument last night?
The old lady couldn't help but feel a little heartache. Oh dear, her granddaughter pinched so hard.
What specifically happened last night, Liu Yumei didn't know. Her granddaughter had come downstairs, but not to seek her help, rather, to let her help with grooming.
So, she could only guess based on past occurrences. She remembered one night when for some unknown reason, the boy angered her granddaughter, and she ignored him for several days. In the end, the boy apologized using a Deadman to perform the Walking Yin ritual, only then did they reconcile.
Could it be, last night was also an apology? But there was no prior conflict between them, and seeing how carefully her granddaughter bandaged him... Oh well, even if they did argue, they have made up now.
Young people's matters, Liu Yumei found increasingly incomprehensible, and she was too lazy to interfere.
At this moment, Aunt Liu began bringing out breakfast, and Li Zhiyuan stood up to help.
As he entered the kitchen to carry out porridge, Aunt Liu's voice suddenly came from behind: "Xiao Yuan, wait a minute, let me take a look at you."
With that, Aunt Liu approached the young man, checked his forehead, pulled back his eyelids, finally placing her left hand on his forehead and using her right hand to take his pulse.
Soon, a puzzled look appeared on Aunt Liu's face, and she asked, "Xiao Yuan, have you been practicing some unfamiliar cultivation technique lately?"
Aunt Liu spoke these words quite tactfully.
Li Zhiyuan knew she had figured it out.
"Yes, I've been pondering a Secret Technique lately. I just found a new approach last night and gave it a try."
"Do you feel any other discomfort?"
"No major issues, I just need a few days' rest. Thanks for your concern, Aunt Liu."
Aunt Liu released him, watching the young man carry the bowl of porridge away.
After breakfast, Li Zhiyuan accompanied Grandmaster for a walk. Later, Aunt Liu approached Liu Yumei and whispered, "Old lady, I've observed signs on Xiao Yuan..."
Liu Yumei: "Since when have you learned to hem and haw?"
Aunt Liu: "On Xiao Yuan, there are signs of falling into a demon state and backlash from a Heart Demon. Though it's very mild, it's unmistakably obvious."
Liu Yumei: "Are you sure you saw it clearly?"
Each has their expertise; the skills of Qin Li and Liu Ting were taught by the old lady personally. However, she only taught them early-stage basics based on individual talents, and further development relied on their own understanding and insights. After all, there were plenty of secret manuals in the ancestral home.
Therefore, Aunt Liu's skills in medicine and poison surpassed Liu Yumei.
Aunt Liu: "I saw... clearly."
Liu Yumei: "Xiao Yuan, could fall into a demon state and even suffer backlash from a Heart Demon?"
They all had witnessed how talented this child was—someone who could grasp the Basic Techniques of the Qin and Liu Families more profoundly than the families themselves would make such a simple mistake?
