Chapter 175 Jinjiang

Director Zhang Wubing remained stuck in the middle of the cabinet, unable to move forward or backward, and shaking like a sieve.

And the student Zhang Wubing in the corridor looked like his worldview was shattered. Trembling, he reluctantly turned his head to look at Yan Shixun, hoping to seek some comfort.

The young Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and understood.

After he sorted out all the connections, he guessed that there should be another Zhang Wubing, but at that time he did not see where the future Zhang Wubing was.

Until now, seeing the young man in the laboratory in a funny and awkward posture through the window, the young Yan Shixun sneered and looked at Zhang Wubing beside him: "It seems that you haven't made much progress after a few years."

"That's not the case."

Before his student Zhang Wubing could speak, Yan Shixun spoke first, calmly and approvingly saying, "Xiaobing finally has the courage to pursue his dream of becoming a director - even though his unfortunate variety show has become such a mess now."

"But it's better to be on the road than not even having the courage to set out."

Yan Shixun looked at director Zhang Wubing with recognition in his eyes.

In addition to being frightened, he actually heard a familiar voice, and his brother Yan praised him for the first time, which made director Zhang Wubing flattered.

There was a look of surprise on his face. Just as he was about to turn his head to look in the direction where Brother Yan's voice came from, his peripheral vision already swept over Lan Ze next to him.

Director Zhang Wubing: “…………”

“Brother Yan ahh ...

"Okay, shut up." Yan Shixun spoke calmly, interrupting Zhang Wubing's frightened shouting.

He stretched out his long legs, walked over a few steps, stretched out his hand, lifted Zhang Wubing up by the back of his collar, and pulled him out of the cabinet.

"Look carefully before you shout."

Yan Shixun smirked: "Do you think that with me here, there will still be evil ghosts that can hurt people? Zhang Dabing."

Director Zhang Wubing was about to cry out of surprise, but his voice got stuck in his throat.

He was holding back tears, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Shixun seemed to say: Brother Yan, that's not what you said just now! You just praised me, why are you calling me a serious illness now? Am I not your cutest little illness?

Yan Shixun gave a cold smile: Go away.

It’s like no matter how many mistakes and imperfections his own child has, he will always be protected by his father in front of other people.

But once he turned around and was at home... Dad was almost disgusted with his cowardly kid.

Director Zhang Wubing: QAQ.

In the corridor, the young Yan Shixun looked at the way the two people got along with each other, made an unhappy "tsk" sound, and felt a little toothache.

He turned his gaze to Zhang Wubing, a student beside him, with a suspicious look in his eyes: Why would he be friends with such a guy? And they seemed to be very close?

Student Zhang Wubing: Be strong and build up your own world view.

Because he scared the director Zhang Wubing, Lan Ze next to him felt a little embarrassed and apologized to Zhang Wubing with pursed lips.

After listening to Yan Shixun's concise explanation of the situation, Zhang Wubing suddenly realized.

But after he saw Lan Ze's appearance clearly, he narrowed his eyes and looked very confused, as if he was trying hard to recall what happened before.

"You..." Zhang Wubing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have we met before? In a dream?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Cheng Jing silently stepped forward and stood in front of Lan Ze, looking at Zhang Wubing with vigilance.

"In my dream, I seemed to have fallen into hell. There were ghosts everywhere, and I was almost killed."

Zhang Wubing scratched his face embarrassedly and said, "Although I don't know what happened, it should be you who saved me. I was thinking that if I could meet you again, I would like to say thank you to you."

"I was so frightened just now that I didn't recognize you and mistook you for a ghost. I'm sorry."

Zhang Wubing opened his mouth and smiled brightly: "If there is anything I can do to help you, just ask! According to what Brother Yan said, I owe you a big debt of gratitude."

Lan Ze didn't expect that Zhang Wubing, as a living person, was not afraid of him.

Although he was now standing in the center of the ghost energy and was nourished by it, still maintaining his human form, there were still many differences between him and a living person. Upon closer inspection, the fact that he was dead could not be concealed.

Even Lan Ze himself didn't know to what extent the ghost energy could support him. Would his flesh and blood suddenly collapse at some point, turning him back into the skeleton that had been ripped off when he died...

That's why he was afraid to meet Cheng Jing, fearing that his ugly and hideous side would be discovered by the person he loved deeply.

But Zhang Wubing seemed to be accustomed to this. After realizing that Lan Ze would not hurt him and was not one of those evil spirits, Zhang Wubing became cheerful and treated him like a friend. His attitude was natural and close, which moved Lan Ze, who had been immersed in experiments and studies for many years and had an indifferent personality, and invisibly brought him closer.

Zhang Wubing took Lan Ze's hand and thanked him warmly, asking him many questions sincerely.

Seeing that Zhang Wubing had no ill will towards his lover, and that his lover seemed to be in a good mood because of communicating with others, Cheng Jing gradually relaxed his guard and smiled as he looked sideways at his lover's handsome profile.

Faint lines covered Lan Ze's cheeks and extended to the body covered by clothes.

It is like a piece of broken porcelain being patched up again, but no matter how good the craftsmanship of the craftsman is, it is impossible to completely eliminate the scars that have been caused.

The faint scars still silently tell the story of what happened.

A trace of pain flashed in Cheng Jing's eyes.

Because the missing person case was still under investigation, even until Cheng Jing checked the news, the relevant personnel had not found Lan Ze's body, nor had they given a definite result of life or death, so the news did not go into detail about the experiences of the missing person.

And Lan Ze would not take the initiative to tell Cheng Jing about his deep pain, making his lover worry about him for nothing.

Therefore, Cheng Jing didn't know what exactly Lan Ze suffered before his death.

But he is not a fool.

His years of immersion in academics have made him pay attention to even the smallest details.

At this time, the scars on Lan Ze's face... no, even all over his body, made Cheng Jing begin to have doubts in his heart, wondering what happened to his lover when he disappeared.

Cheng Jing wanted to ask several times, but when he saw the faint smile on his lover's face when she was talking to Zhang Wubing, he hesitated again.

He didn't know much about ghosts and gods, but he had heard about the popular pen fairy among students from his former roommates. The most unasked question was how the ghost pen fairy died.

For a ghost, death is a pain that runs through his soul, and he will go crazy even if it is mentioned slightly.

Cheng Jing didn't want his lover to recall those painful experiences and upset her again.

Even if he doesn't know, so what...things have already happened, and he can't travel back in time to help his lover block all the harm. As a lover, he has already failed in his duty, so how can he add to his lover's pain?

Anyway, he has decided that from this moment on, he will go wherever Lan Ze goes.

Even if hell is waiting for them, he will not hesitate.

As Cheng Jing thought about this, his heart, which had been lifted up, fell back steadily into his chest.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at Lan Ze's profile, his eyes filled with love that was almost overflowing, and full of attachment and tenderness.

Cheng Jing stretched out his hand and silently and gently held Lan Ze's hand, intertwining their fingers.

Lan Ze's smiling face froze for a moment, and his tall body shook as if he had been electrocuted.

He pursed his lips, and in front of the people opposite him, his originally pale face blushed slightly with embarrassment.

But he glanced at his lover beside him and said nothing.

His ears turned red first.

Yan Shixun saw Lan Ze's reaction clearly, and the two's little movements did not escape his observation.

He blinked his eyes, full of question marks: "???"

What are these two people doing?

After learning that Lan Ze's family was from Binhai City, Zhang Wubing patted his chest and promised him sincerely that in order to thank him for saving his life, he would definitely visit them after he left here, and all matters concerning Lan Ze's parents would be left to him.

——Of course, the prerequisite is to leave here first.

When Zhang Wubing turned around, he met the eyes of another self.

It was just like a dog looking in the mirror, and being so frightened by the exact same image of itself in the mirror that it ejected directly on the spot.

The two Zhang Wubing opened their eyes wide at the same time, opened their mouths, and were about to scream in fear: "Ah ah..."

"Shut up!"

As a result, as soon as Zhang Wubing and his friends started shouting, they were stopped by another cold and disgusted voice.

"Zhang Dabing, if you scream again, I will throw you down."

Yan Shixun frowned, his face full of disgust.

It's like saying: Whose little fool is this? It's definitely not mine.

The young Yan Shixun silently turned his eyes away and looked out the window: It’s not mine either, don’t ask me.

Zhang Wubing: QAQ.

It was only when Lan Ze apologized embarrassedly and explained clearly what he had done in order to come back and meet Cheng Jing again that director Zhang Wubing suddenly realized what was going on.

"Oh, so this is me when I was a freshman? I used ghost energy to recreate the remaining memories on the Bin University campus."

Zhang Wubing touched his chin, as if he suddenly remembered something, and his eyes gradually became filled with fear.

"Wait, wait."

Director Zhang Wubing looked at his brother Yan for help: "Brother Yan, I remember that when I was a freshman, there was a demon riot at Bin University?"

Even after many years, among all the ghosts he encountered, Zhang Wubing was still most impressed by that one.

——Have you ever seen a ghost coming out of the toilet?

That time he realized it!

Not only that, all the gaps in the room, whether it's pipes, faucets...those ghosts can get in everywhere!

Zhang Wubing, who had skipped his philosophy class and wanted to sleep comfortably in the warm bed in his dormitory in this freezing cold weather, was almost scared to death.

That was the most difficult hour he had ever spent, longer than a century.

Zhang Wubing, who had not had a very good relationship with Yan Shixun back then, could not get Yan Shixun's personal contact information at all. After he tremblingly called Zhang's father, the master did not come so quickly, so he was forced to flee frantically in the dormitory, and his clothes were eaten by ghosts.

So when Yan Shixun opened the door after class, he saw the idiot trembling in a ball. It was really an eye-opener.

At that time, Yan Shixun was silent for two seconds, and then silently wanted to close the door again, as if to say that he saw nothing.

Fortunately, in order to cling to the thigh, Zhang Wubing can blow flattery for several days and nights without repeating himself, even around the earth twice.

He frantically turned to Yan Shixun for help, and he didn't know which words touched Yan Shixun, causing him to change his mind and save him.

Taking that dangerous encounter as an opportunity, Zhang Wubing was completely tied to Yan Shixun and clung to this golden thigh.

After that incident, Yan Shixun investigated and found that the suppression of Binda Coffin Lecture Hall was loosened, and the incense array nourished the evil spirits, which led to the evil spirit riot.

——The only victim was Zhang Wubing.

At that time, Zhang Wubing Wangji started crying.

Even Yan Shixun was amazed at the extent of Zhang Wubing's encounter with a ghost.

but……

Director Zhang Wubing took a few glances at himself, who was still a student sitting opposite him. From that stupid and ignorant face, he realized that the evil ghost riot should not have happened yet.

——Otherwise, the person on the other side will not let go of such a good opportunity to flatter!

Director Zhang Wubing, a level 10 expert in flattery, thought deeply.

Although Zhang Wubing's train of thought was so bizarre that even Yan Shixun had not expected it, he was able to accurately determine the timeline based on this.

But Yan Shixun still nodded approvingly: "That's right."

"The incident with the coffin lecture hall hasn't happened yet. However."

Yan Shixun looked outside with a solemn look in his eyes: "With the nourishment of ghost energy, the lecture hall will definitely loosen up ahead of time. In other words... we are not only facing evil ghosts escaping from hell, but also ghosts suppressed by Binda itself."

"Attacked from both sides."

The young Yan Shixun thought about this and understood: "It seems that something dangerous has happened in the future with me as the origin."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and tilted his head to look at Yan Shixun: "So, I have experienced the same thing once, what do you think?"

Yan Shixun ignored the gunpowder in his younger self's words and just smiled for business: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

"No matter how much you dislike me, I am still you."

Yan Shixun said coldly: "If you don't like me, then go ahead and hit me."

Young Yan Shixun: “!”

Ye Li heard this: “…………”

He silently took a step back, allowing his tall figure to blend into the shadow beside him and minimize his presence.

His impression of Yan Shixun has always been that of the cold-hearted young boy at the market more than a decade ago, and the sharp exorcist who is now able to stand on his own.

But during the past ten years or so, he had lost his impression of Yan Shixun.

I also didn’t expect... that Yan Shixun would have such a personality when he was young.

Sure enough, it was Yan Shixun himself who understood his past self.

Although Ye Li felt that Yan Shixun was also very dazzling when he was young, when the two Yan Shixuns were full of hostility in front of him, he thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate for him to intervene.

I always feel that if I’m not careful, I’ll be beaten up by the two Yan Shixuns together…

But Zhang Wubing next to him did not have the same good eyesight as Ye Li.

Student Zhang Wubing asked stupidly, "But aren't you all Brother Yan? Are you hitting yourself?"

The two Yan Shixun silently turned their gaze to their student Zhang Wubing.

Student Zhang Wubing: “……?”

A question mark slowly appeared above his head.

Then he saw that the two Brother Yans opposite him both smiled in unison, clenched their hands into fists, pressed their slender fingers until they made a crackling sound, and slowly walked towards him.

"Eh? Did I say something wrong?"

"Ahhhh Brother Yan, I was wrong, wuwuwu..."

Director Zhang Wubing standing by trembled and hid far away.

When gods fight, don’t let minor illnesses get affected, QAQ.

However, director Zhang Wubing's wish did not come true.

Yan Shixun let out a long breath, slowly stood up, and used his slender hands to gather his scattered hair back, looking refreshed.

The young Yan Shixun also stood up with a sneer, and the depression he had just felt when facing his future "self" disappeared.

Only the student Zhang Wubing, covering his soft cheeks that had been pinched red, with crystal tears in his eyes, said: Only I ended up getting injured QAQ.

"Then let's go."

Yan Shixun turned sideways to look at his other self and smiled: "If it were just me, things would probably be different. But if you were included... you wouldn't be so incompetent as to disappoint me, right?"

The young Yan Shixun rolled his eyes: "Don't think that provocation will work on me. Are you questioning me?"

“Let alone the underworld of evil spirits, even if the King of Hell who let the evil spirits escape appeared here, I would not let it do evil.”

The young Yan Shixun sneered: "Don't think that everyone is as incompetent as you, trash."

There was almost a raging flame in the young man's eyes, and every inch of his powerful muscles that he stretched wildly showed his high fighting spirit, which was frightening to see.

Ye Li's eyes were complicated: Isn't this still working? Provocation.

The Ghost Buster in his youth...so cute that you want to touch his little paw pads.

It's just like a cheetah extending its claws and meowing to protest to its enemy.

Ye Li flexed the slender fingers hanging at his side, and he was so excited that he wanted to step forward.

On the other side, the young Yan Shixun, who had an even more irritable temper, was already angrily following Yan Shixun and was about to go down the stairs.

But he was stopped by the two Zhang Wubings in unison.

"Yan, Brother Yan, where are you going? Why don't you take me with you? QAQ."

Director Zhang Wubing had tears in his eyes and looked pitiful.

Zhang Wubing, a student who was covering the soft flesh on his cheeks that had been pinched until they were red and hot, also nodded frantically in agreement, with fear in his eyes.

There's a ghost! There's a ghost! If we leave him here, he'll become a meal for the evil ghost!

Yan Shixun paused and looked sideways.

Lan Ze also looked at his back anxiously: "You... don't want to kill me?"

When this question was asked, Cheng Jing's reaction was the biggest.

He almost immediately grabbed Lan Ze's hand tightly and stared at Yan Shixun closely, as if as long as Yan Shixun showed any intention of hurting Lan Ze, he would rush forward regardless of his own safety and stand in front of Lan Ze.

"I caused all this."

Lan Ze smiled bitterly: "It was my selfishness...that harmed the other people at Binda."

"Since I am the source of everything, then if you kill me, perhaps all the problems you just mentioned will be solved."

Lan Ze said: "I have seen Cheng Jing, and I... should let go."

There was a hint of hidden desolation on his handsome face.

But Cheng Jing reacted fiercely: "I'm not going to let go yet, Xiaoze, are you going to abandon me?"

Lan Ze looked up in surprise, but Cheng Jing was staring at him intently, with moisture rising from the bottom of his eye sockets and wetting his eyelashes.

"You..." Lan Ze's voice trembled.

"Okay."

Yan Shixun interrupted their conversation with a calm voice: "I haven't said anything yet, but you two are thinking a lot."

"The one who tied the bell must untie it. Although from the perspective of cause and effect, dispersing you is the simplest and most direct way, I am not prepared to do so."

In Lan Ze's astonished eyes, Yan Shixun said calmly: "You didn't do anything wrong in your life. Your soul is pure and without sin."

"even……"

Yan Shixun raised his hands and made hand gestures, then directly used Lan Ze's facial features to tell the hexagram.

The ghost energy in his meridians quickly supported the hexagram to appear in his hands. The accuracy and speed even surprised the young Yan Shixun next to him.

This speed...it doesn't seem like he is asking the heaven and earth, but rather it seems like the heaven and earth themselves have always been with him.

The young Yan Shixun looked at "himself" with inquiry in his eyes.

What kind of existence will the future "self" become?

what happened?

Just when the young Yan Shixun was filled with doubts, Yan Shixun had already clearly told Lan Ze the future that he should have had but was ruined.

"You are destined to have this death calamity because you were a body of merit in your previous life. In this life, you may have the opportunity to be canonized as a saint based on your merits."

Yan Shixun said calmly: "It's like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. This is a test given to you by heaven and earth. If you pass this death calamity, you will usher in your era. If you can't, you will be reincarnated in the next life."

“If you survive this ordeal, and twenty years later, you have made a breakthrough in your research, the new molecules you discovered will serve as key ingredients to help other fields overcome difficult problems. When you die, your students will be everywhere, and people will cry and carry your coffin as they bid farewell to you.”

"pity……"

Yan Shixun looked directly at Lan Ze, with regret in his eyes: "Your life ends here."

"Since you haven't done anything wrong, why should I kill you? Just because your soul might save other lives?"

Yan Shixun sneered: "Betting on an uncertain method is not my strong point."

"Besides, your selfishness is still within the scope of cause and effect."

Yan Shixun asked: "You just said that everything started with you?"

"No, the origin of everything is in Binda itself."

The reason why Lan Ze went out to relax because of his depression was the criticism of his admission to graduate school.

At the Binhai University campus forum, many students spoke harshly and denounced Lan Ze. Some even dug out his entire resume from the past few years, all his awards and transcripts from childhood to adulthood, trying to find evidence that Lan Ze was not worthy of the position.

Even though the evidence they found disappointed them, and the awards piled high proved that Lan Ze was very likely eligible for a place in graduate school, many students still continued to discuss it in the forum unwillingly.

By the end of the incident, it had turned into a chaos where many people were venting their dissatisfaction.

As for the truth, those who fought to the end no longer cared.

Even if Cheng Jing came out to explain in person, even if the school produced solid evidence, some people were still unwilling to let Lan Ze go.

It seems more like they want to use this to vent their hatred and fear of the imaginary "power", treating Lanze as the embodiment of their disgust and commenting on a fictional possibility.

It even spread from online to offline.

During this period, some people realized their mistakes, apologized to Lanze guiltily, and withdrew from the war of words.

But the damage was done.

The verbal karma has already been committed.

Therefore, when Lan Ze died, this indirect sin was returned to those people.

It's like clothes that are stained with dust. Even if they are not unbearably dirty, the fact that they are dirty cannot be ignored.

Therefore, as long as Lan Ze does not cause harm that exceeds the cause and effect to those students who are affected by the cause and effect, Lan Ze is within the scope permitted by the cause and effect.

That's why Yan Shixun said that he would not kill Lan Ze to reverse the situation.

"Although we have only just officially met, please have more trust in me, Lan Ze."

Yan Shixun smiled gently, picked up Director Zhang Wubing and threw him over: "Believe me, everything is not irreversible yet."

Lan Ze subconsciously caught director Zhang Wubing who was staggering towards him, and looked up at Yan Shixun in a daze, unable to react to his words.

Yan Shixun's eyelashes were half-drooped, and his eyes were calm and confident.

It seemed that there was no such thing as despair in front of him.

——Even if you fall into the deepest hell, there is still a ray of sunshine shining in.

That is the miracle that the heaven and earth expect.

Lan Ze had never seen anyone like this before.

He has seen roommates who lazily play games in the dormitory, classmates who complain about not being able to publish papers but do not work hard, and teachers who devote themselves to scientific research and devote their lives and youth to scholars in the fields they love...

But there is no one like Yan Shixun.

Always stay firm on the path you are on, and never get lost or waver.

He knew which direction he was going, and he showed no fear even though the road was filled with ferocious and dancing evil spirits.

Lan Ze looked at Yan Shixun quietly, and even his thoughts stopped.

At this moment, the despair and resentment that he had been unable to shake off since his death loosened.

It's like ice and snow melting in the sunshine.

Sculpture has returned to the world.

Cheng Jing noticed that something was wrong with Lan Ze, and held his shoulders worriedly, trying to use his meager strength to support his lover's soul.

Yan Shixun didn't care about Lan Ze's strangeness - or maybe he noticed it, but pretended not to see it, leaving him room to think.

"You don't need to follow me."

Yan Shixun waved his hand disdainfully at Zhang Wubing who was about to rush over: "Just stay with him."

Director Zhang Wubing was stunned.

The next moment, he was about to burst into tears: "Brother Yan, do you dislike me for eating too much or for being in the way? Don't you want to get sick from your little illness? If I stay here alone, will I still be alive?"

Yan Shixun said seriously: "They all despise me."

Director Zhang Wubing was struck by lightning.

"Also, you are not alone." Yan Shixun said, looking at the other self next to him.

The young Yan Shixun silently turned his face away, not looking at the expectant look in the eyes of his student Zhang Wubing.

Student Zhang Wubing: "QAQ Yan!! Brother!!! Woo woo woo..."

But no matter how Zhang Wubing cried, Yan Shixun remained unmoved.

So, both Zhang Wubing were given to Lan Ze.

Lan Ze listened to Yan Shixun's words in a trance, feeling woodenly that he might not be the principal of a kindergarten, and that parents had left their puppies to him before going out to do business.

"don’t worry."

Cheng Jing's eyes were gentle: "I don't know what will happen, but I will always be by your side."

Regardless of life or death, transcending yin and yang.

Lan Ze looked at his lover, his eyes sparkling with tears.

…

As the ghostly aura spread, the entire experimental building was gradually filled with wandering evil spirits.

In the corridors, in the shadows at the corners, under the stairs...all places out of sight, hideous evil spirits covered in blood climbed out from the sea of blood, with the flesh of their companions still on their dry bones.

They merge into the darkness, looking at the living people with gloomy eyes full of malice, and choose people to devour.

It's been too long in hell.

Having not seen the sun for thousands of years, the punishment became more severe day and night, and the howls of pain echoed in my ears, from the initial despair and regret to the final numb hatred.

They resent the heaven and earth, are unwilling to reflect, and only hate life.

There are no names for their reincarnations in the list.

At the end of the punishment, there is only destruction.

The underworld is heavily weighed down on hell, leaving the sinful evil spirits no chance of turning over.

However, a hundred years ago, everything changed quietly.

With a loud bang, the underworld collapsed, the throne of gods was extinguished, and the King of Hell died.

The great road of heaven and earth trembled and almost collapsed.

Hell briefly welcomed a breath of human air.

But just as the evil ghosts were greedily absorbing the yang energy of the living and trying to crawl into the human world, the underworld suddenly closed up again after it collapsed.

Before his death, the King of Hell left behind all his power to take his place in the underworld and guard the hell below it.

But this power is gradually eroding with the passage of time and the evil spirits.

Until now.

The evil spirits rushed out from the sea of blood in hell, howling with excitement and looking at the fresh flesh and blood of the human world with greedy eyes.

As long as they break through the thin paper of the world constructed by ghost energy, they can go to the real reality and enjoy the feast of flesh, blood and souls...

As they thought this, their gaping mouths dripped with blood, and they couldn't wait to massacre everyone in the campus.

However, just when they were filled with excitement and thought that their imagination would soon come true, a golden light suddenly appeared.

"Bang--!"

The black straight-handled umbrella hit the evil ghost hard. Before it could even let out a scream, it turned into a ball of rotten meat and fell against the wall on the other side.

Dark red blood mixed with minced meat slowly slid down the wall.

The Martin boots walked calmly through the pool of blood.

The folds of Yan Shixun's coat were not even ruffled, as if the person who had just killed the evil ghost was not him. Even the cold smile on his face did not change.

“Not bad.”

The young Yan Shixun followed closely and jumped down from mid-air, stepping on the head of an evil ghost that was trying to struggle out of the sea of blood, crushing its crown and pressing it back.

The sea of blood was bubbling.

The sharpness of the young Yan Shixun invisibly caused damage to the evil spirits. Under such a strong momentum, no evil spirit dared to step forward.

The fear and survival instinct from the depths of their souls overwhelmed their greed. They wanted to retreat in fear, but the young Yan Shixun, who was well prepared, pinched his fingers, and a golden light flashed, and the talisman took effect.

Suddenly, the sea of blood under his feet burst into flames with a "whoosh".

Countless evil spirits were wailing and struggling in it, looking hideous and terrifying.

However, no evil ghost could escape from the feet of a ghost exorcist whose desire to win has reached the extreme.

The young Yan Shixun stood tall in the sea of flames and blood, the firelight reflected in his eyes, as bright as the sun and the moon.

As the evil spirit wailed, he nonchalantly and with a hint of barely perceptible pride raised his chin towards "himself" outside the flames, as if to challenge and declare his victory.

Yan Shixun glanced at "himself" sideways, raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Ghost energy is the best conductor of talismans.

The pure spirit of the exorcist is the spark that ignites everything.

When normal people met the young Yan Shixun, they would only feel that this young man’s aura was too cold and sharp, and would avoid him because he was not easy to mess with, fearing that he would hurt them.

But for the evil spirit, the young Yan Shixun is his most terrifying nightmare.

It has always been the evil people who suppress the evil ghosts.

Ghosts are also creatures that bully the weak and fear the strong. If a soft-hearted person begs them to let them go, it will only make them become more violent. However, even a glance from a cruel person will make the ghosts retreat.

What’s more, he is a ghost exorcist like Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun knew very well that before he went out on his apprenticeship, although his experience was not as rich as it is now, his fearless spirit was his best weapon.

That's why he avoided his own edge and let the blade point outwards.

Now, everything is going according to his idea.

The talisman lit by the young Yan Shixun spread along the sea of blood in an instant.

With the experimental building as the center, the entire world constructed by ghost energy was instantly engulfed by a raging sea of fire. The evil ghosts wailed and trembled in it, but could not escape.

Ghost energy can engulf the Yang energy of ordinary ghost exorcists, causing them to be exhausted and defeated. But - what if the evil ghost has entered the bones?

They originally coexist with ghosts and walk around the human world in a posture of death. Ghosts are their natural allies, so how could they betray them?

Moreover, an imperceptible force was dragging all the evil spirits towards the experimental building, making it impossible for them to escape even if they wanted to.

The evil ghost dug into the ground with his skinny bony claws, trying to leave his body behind, but was sucked toward the experimental building by the suction force from behind, and finally died in the sea of fire.

The students in the dormitory were stunned for a moment when they saw the evil ghost who was rampant and scared them just a moment ago, and now wanted to escape in such a miserable way.

“What…just happened?”

One student asked in amazement: "Did anyone come to rescue us?"

The person next to him blurted out immediately: "Yan Shixun!"

“That freshman actually did it!”

The students who were rescued by the young Yan Shixun along the way looked at each other and saw the shock and emotion in each other's eyes.

In the experimental building, Zhang Wubing was trembling as he looked at the fire outside, his heart pounding with fear.

Lan Ze was filled with amazement, unable to believe that the ghostly energy that had trapped his soul like a chain was actually burning right under Yan Shixun's feet.

Maybe... with Yan Shixun here, he might really be saved.

Lan Ze thought blankly, hope appearing in his clear eyes.

The campus, which was originally shrouded in darkness, was now illuminated by the flames, and was filled with the heart-wrenching screams and wails of evil spirits, trembling and begging for mercy and trying to escape.

But it was too late.

When the exorcist who possessed a human body with ghost energy joined the battlefield, all the victories fell to him.

The original hunter became a fleeing prey, fleeing in panic under the feet of the exorcist, but ultimately could not escape the destruction of his soul.

The flames flickered brightly, illuminating Yan Shixun's handsome face.

He flexibly formed a seal with his slender fingers, and looked at his other self with a smile in his eyes: "Are you ready?"

The young Yan Shixun sneered disdainfully: "Come on."

One is responsible for dispersing evil spirits, allowing the world that was obscured by ghost energy to reappear.

The other one mobilized all the strength in his meridians and, with the help of the divine power lent to him by Ye Li, reversed the yin and yang of the universe.

After the ghost energy burned, the sea of blood gradually faded away, like the ebbing tide, revealing the ground underneath.

Thus, the direction that was originally obscured reappeared.

Yan Shixun closed his eyes slightly, and clear and steady words came out from his thin lips.

"Before the Wuji, after the Xiang, Xu and Hai are lonely, Chen and Si are empty, and Kongwang is lonely..."①

"The door to life is open!"

He shouted loudly, and golden light became brighter.

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①: Quoting and paraphrasing "The Book of Changes" and "Song of the Fisherman on the Misty Waves"