Yan Shouyi has a very good impression of Liu Yiren. At least she has a good personality and is not squeamish or pretentious at all. This is quite similar to Lin Zitong.
However, he didn't have any special feelings for Liu Yiren, he just regarded her as one of his friends in Rongcheng, just like his relationship with Xia Zhi.
Due to emotions and reasons, Yan Shouyi would not leave Liu Yiren alone, especially when she was still in danger.
As soon as Yan Shouyi and Zhu Shanzao walked out of Zuihuali, the Liu family caught up with them. Liu Zong, who had just recovered from a serious illness, still looked a little sickly, but he ran the fastest and caught up with Yan Shouyi and the others.
Liu Zong gasped and asked: "We just went to Yiyi's other courtyard to see her. She is not in the other courtyard. Did something happen?"
The Liu family still cared about Liu Yiren, so Yan Shouyi did not hide anything and told Liu Zong that Liu Yiren might be kidnapped by A Gong.
After hearing this, Liu Zong's face was full of worry, and he even said on the spot that he would ask everyone to accompany Yan Shouyi to find Liu Yiren.
But Yan Shouyi refused: "That Agong is a paper maker with an unusual identity. Although there are many of us, we may not be used to it. Maybe Agong knew that so many of us were going to catch him, so he hid in the mountains directly."
When he comes out, it will be troublesome for us to find him, so please be patient and stay in Zuihua to wait for news from us."
Liu Zong had no words to retort. Although he wanted to save his daughter personally, he had to admit that what Yan Shouyi said made sense.
So he held Yan Shouyi's hands and said, "Second brother, my daughter's life is in your hands. You must bring her back!"
Yan Shouyi coughed awkwardly: "It must be true."
Zhu Shanzao couldn't help but laugh at the side: "Why, you and that little girl are uncle-nephew, I thought..."
Yan Shou rolled his eyes at Zhu Shanzao, and Zhu Shanzao quickly shut his mouth, not daring to say any more.
"Don't tell Mr. Liu about Yiyi for the time being." Yan Shou turned around and said to Liu Zong.
Liu Zong nodded quickly: "Understood."
Liu Mingzhi is old and has just suffered a serious illness. If he were told that Liu Yi's life or death was uncertain at this time, it would definitely have an impact on Liu Mingzhi.
After settling down the Liu family, Yan Shouyi and Zhu Shanzao continued on their way.
The wooden bead bracelet that Yan Shouyi gave to Liu Yiren was made of Hainan rosewood. The Hainan rosewood has a special smell that is incompatible with the smell of the environment here in Rongcheng. Therefore, in Zhu Shanzao's nose, this smell is particularly obvious.
Even if it is several kilometers away, it can smell it clearly.
One person and one pig were running quickly through the mountain forest. Even the complex terrain was nothing to Yan Shouyi's now powerful body, so they were moving extremely fast.
As long as Yan Shou was willing and tensed his muscles, the reeds or thorns along the way would not be able to pierce or cut his skin.
This made Yan Shouyi feel that the Tiansha Corpse Puppet had indeed brought him a lot of benefits.
However, obtaining this powerful body also cost Yan Shouyi a great price. He almost narrowly escaped death, and he succeeded only with the help of many coincidences.
If others want to follow suit, they may not be able to succeed.
Yan Shouyi sometimes wonders whether the body of Tiansha Corpse Puppet is a coincidence or a special arrangement by his father.
If it was a coincidence, Yan Shouyi would not be surprised, but if it was the arrangement of his father, Yan Chou, then - his father would be terrible.
Then again, the more powerful Yan Chou is, the more reassured Yan Shouyi is. With such a strong father as his backing, Yan Shouyi doesn't need to be too timid in his actions.
After crossing several kilometers of mountain roads, Zhu Shanzao found the third wooden bead, and at this time the smell pointed to a small intestine trail.
This trail looked familiar to Yan Shou. After recalling it for a while, he remembered that when he last returned to the Liu family's ancestral home, Liu Yiren took him on a motorcycle.
road!
And according to the direction of the smell pointed by Zhu Shanzao, maybe Agong actually brought Liu Yiren to the Liu family's ancestral home!
"Did something happen to the Liu family's ancestral home?" Yan Shouyi frowned and said to himself.
After all, the person who asked him to visit the ancestral home of the Liu family was Lu Jing, the great elder of the Lushan sect.
Zhu Shanzao smiled and said: "It's not whether or not, it's a certainty."
"What do you mean?" Yan Shouyi looked at Zhu Shanzao, "What do you know?"
Zhu Shanzao replied: "After I was released by the Liu family, I met the papermaker A Gong. Agong told me that the Liu family's energy has been exhausted... What does this mean? It means that the ancestor behind the Liu family has exhausted his energy! Otherwise,
, there is that one
How dare A Gong take action against the Liu family when the Ghost King is in charge? Let alone me. I have been domineering in the Liu family for so many days, but I haven’t seen any movement from the ancestors of the Liu family. Look, most of the ancestors of the Liu family have already died.
!”
After listening to Zhu Shanzao's words, Yan Shouyi had some suspicions in his mind.
But without seeing it with his own eyes, he didn't want to admit the fact that the Liu family was exhausted.
"Three yuan."
Yan Shouyi took out the wooden bird Sanyuan from his bag and let it fly. At the same time, he warned: "First go to the Liu family's ancestral home and look for the whereabouts of Liu Yiren!"
Sanyuan flapped its wings, circled around Yan Shouyi's head, and then flew straight into the mountains.
Yan Shouyi also quickened his pace, hoping to arrive at the Liu family's ancestral home as soon as possible.
…
The ancestral home of the Liu family.
In the dark old house, there were several coffins.
Above the coffin, there are several lifelike paper figures.
At this moment, the paper figures were damaged to varying degrees, and they looked a bit miserable.
Some paper figures lost their heads, some lost their limbs, and some were burned beyond recognition...
If these paper figures were alive, the scene would be even more terrifying.
Behind the group of paper men and coffins is a bed made of broken wooden boards and thatch.
Liu Yiren was lying on the bed. Her face was pale, as if she was seriously ill. It was difficult to even move a finger, let alone get out of bed and walk.
She stared blankly at the beams and the leaky tiles on the roof, where some rainwater would drip in from time to time.
At this time, the door of the house was pushed open, and a man wearing a mask and coarse clothes walked in.
He held a bowl of hot soup in his hand, as if a fat pigeon was stewed, with a layer of golden oil floating on the soup.
The man placed the soup next to the bed, kept a certain distance from Liu Yiren, and spoke from a distance.
"Drink it and you'll feel better."
Liu Yiren didn't even look at the man, but asked weakly: "Why did you bring me here?"
"You will be even more unsafe if you stay at Liu's house," the man replied.
"What's wrong with my illness? Did you do it?" Liu Yiren asked again.