Chapter 230 Jinjiang

Yan Shixun didn't expect that he would see the official person in charge here.

He knew that after seeing the abnormality in the live broadcast, the person in charge would definitely lead the rescue team into the mountains. Even though the situation in Nanming Mountain was critical and complicated, the person in charge would not back down and would definitely rush to Changshou Village as quickly as possible to find the program crew and protect them.

In Yan Shixun's original plan, the official leaders and the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple were also in a position to protect others.

Before leaving the downstream longevity village, Yan Shixun made full preparations for everyone in the program crew.

If Ye Li and Lu Xingxing are the first line of defense, then the official person in charge and the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple are the last protectors. They will be responsible for taking everyone from the program team away from Changshou Village. At the very least, they will hold on and protect everyone before Yan Shixun returns.

However, what Yan Shixun did not expect at that time was that Ye Li would have such a connection with his master twenty years ago, and because of the relationship between him and Lu Xingxing, Ye Li also believed in Lu Xingxing, lent his power to Lu Xingxing, and then left Changshou Village.

The official person in charge, who was supposed to be the protector, became the victim and inexplicably appeared in the coffin.

Yan Shixun's original calmness was instantly broken. He raised his hand and threw the opened lid out of the cliff, then hurriedly bent down to check the condition of the official person in charge.

The person in charge lay in the coffin as if he was dead, his face was as pale as gold paper, his lips were bloodless, but his eyes were calm, as if he had passed away peacefully before death, without any pain or obsession, and had lost consciousness in happiness.

His hands crossed in front of his abdomen made him look as peaceful as the bodies being bid farewell to at the funeral home.

The person in charge was originally holding a bunch of chrysanthemums in his hand, but because Yan Shixun and Ye worked together to kill the master and regain control of Nanming Mountain, the chrysanthemums also turned into ashes and scattered in the coffin.

Yan Shixun took a quick look at the person in charge and found that he had no external injuries. The expression on his face was as "happy and stable" as his master had once said, which made Yan Shixun realize that the person in charge's current condition was closely related to his master.

He speculated that the person in charge might have mistakenly drunk the river water soaked in chrysanthemums after entering Nanming Mountain, or had directly touched the chrysanthemums, which led to his disappearance like the previous missing people.

However, when Yan Shixun reached out to feel the pulse of the official in charge, a hint of joy flashed across his eyes.

Still alive!

The person in charge is not dead yet.

Although his breathing and body temperature had dropped to the lowest point, almost like a dead body, a careful examination revealed that the pulse of the person in charge was weak but still there.

Once, once.

The beating of life.

There was no time to lose, Yan Shixun immediately performed a spell to stabilize the life of the official leader.

The pulse that had been gradually sinking began to beat again, and the person in charge's body slowly warmed up, no longer as cold as an ice cube as before.

After seeing the person in charge's breathing gradually return to normal, Yan Shixun finally felt relieved and turned to look at Ye Li beside him.

"I remember... when you came here, you said you settled Zhang Wubing and the others before leaving?"

Yan Shixun frowned and thought: "So what happened downstream? Why is the person in charge here, and in such a state?"

Because the known way for people from outside the mountain to enter the upstream from the downstream is death, and the person in charge looked like he was really dead lying peacefully in the coffin, so when Yan Shixun took first glance, he really thought that the person in charge had been killed in Changshou Village downstream.

If Yan Shixun hadn't felt the pulse of the person in charge, his face would have been so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

Although Yan Shixun was just confused because he didn't know what happened downstream after he left, he was worried about the safety of the program crew and the rescue team.

He had no intention of blaming Ye Li, and he never had the habit of blaming anyone after an accident.

——Since the thing has already happened, no matter how much you scold the person who did it, even if you make him cry in remorse and guilt, it is no longer meaningful.

It would be better to take out the wasted time, explore the reasons why things happened, and study remedial solutions.

However, no matter what Yan Shixun thought, even if he added a few variables into the plan, he couldn't figure out why the official person in charge would become like this.

Not to mention the power that Lu Xingxing and Ye Li Yanming lent to Lu Xingxing, let’s just talk about the official person in charge.

The special departments are well aware of the dangers they will face and will never naively hope that evil spirits will be kind enough to spare their lives. Therefore, every time they deal with a special case, they will cooperate with Haiyun Temple or other famous masters.

As the matter is urgent this time, the official person in charge will definitely give priority to cooperating with Haiyun Temple based on the principle of proximity, and the Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple will also come to Nanming Mountain.

Although Yan Shixun was well aware that Haiyun Temple had suffered heavy losses in the last incident of evil spirits invading Binhai University, many Taoist priests who were mainly responsible for the daily tasks of the Taoist temple have not yet recovered from their injuries.

But Yan Shixun was also aware that Haiyun Temple’s understanding of the Nanming Mountain incident was unmatched by any other school or master.

In the dream shown to him by Grandma Nan, Yan Shixun saw the tragic scene of Nanming Mountain decades ago.

The corpse sank into the river.

The faces of the dead with their eyes open were soaked in the river and turned into a pale mass.

That was a terrifying scene that no ordinary person could accept. Therefore, the first person who was alarmed and came to Nanming Mountain was the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple.

Although many masters, including those from Haiyun Temple, were unable to even enter Nanming Mountain and died outside the mountain, Nanming Mountain became a taboo that everyone in this circle was reluctant to mention.

However, Haiyun Temple never gave up exploring Nanming Mountain.

And Grandma Nan also told Yan Shixun in person that she had rescued a young Taoist priest a long time ago.

Based on the appearance and age of the young Taoist priest described by Grandma Nan, Yan Shixun guessed almost immediately that it should be the Taoist priest Wang of Haiyun Temple who has now become independent.

Taoist Wang is proficient in hexagrams and determining directions. He seems to be obsessed with directions and has been studying this subject for many years. Therefore, he also took on the task of exploring the Yin Road.

When the Yin soldiers borrowed the road, Taoist Master Wang was on the highway outside Binhai City, not on the Binhai University campus.

Therefore, Master Wang was not seriously injured.

In this case, the person who came to Changshou Village from Haiyun Temple this time was most likely Master Wang.

Yan Shixun had met Taoist Wang and knew his strength.

With Master Wang around, the official person in charge shouldn't have been injured to this extent.

Unless... even Taoist Wang didn't realize that the official person in charge was controlled and harmed by the master, and when Taoist Wang found out, it was probably too late.

Therefore, the source of the problem should lie in the people or things that the rescue team would touch but Master Wang did not touch.

For example, people who need medical treatment.

It’s like the B&B area outside Nanming Mountain.

After Yan Shixun pondered for a moment, he realized that something must have happened in the homestay area outside the mountain.

The first image that came to his mind was the generous and enthusiastic owner of the B&B.

However, when Yan Shixun frowned and lowered his eyes to look at the official person in charge, he suddenly said hesitantly, "Hmm?"

He reached out and pressed the person in charge's abdomen and found that the person in charge's stomach, which he had seen as having problems before leaving Binhai City, was now normal, with no signs of any illness.

Not only that, it is full of vitality, making the stomach of the person in charge, which has been worn out by decades of use, as healthy as a newborn baby.

It’s similar to the vitality of Liu Ming’s fake flowers.

However, there are still differences.

The person's vitality was concentrated only in the stomach, and because the time was too short, it had no time to spread throughout the body.

Because the person in charge did not get much life force, the karma he needed to return to his master was not much either, so he left his life behind, allowing Yan Shixun to stabilize his vital signs in time.

…It seems that the person in charge drank the river water.

Yan Shixun didn't take his eyes off the person in charge, but frowned and thought: "It seems that it's not just the person in charge who has this problem. If the cause is the river water, I remember that many people in the program team drank the water, and the owner of the B&B also drank it."

"I'm afraid they also need timely treatment and the evil spirits to be exorcised."

Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at Ye Li seriously: "I just used the talisman to temporarily help the person in charge stabilize his physical condition and dispel the evil spirits, but the rest still need medical personnel."

"I don't know if there are other members of the program team or the rescue team in these coffins that were originally prepared for the winter solstice sacrifices. I have to check them one by one before I can feel at ease."

Yan Shixun said to Ye Li in a natural manner: "Please go for me and send the person in charge back to Changshou Village downstream. The rescue team must have brought medical personnel with them who can help treat the person in charge."

"Oh, yes, remember to check on the other people in Changshou Village to see if there are any others who have come into contact with chrysanthemums or river water. They may also be harmed by the evil spirit."

Yan Shixun recalled the situation downstream, the chrysanthemum patterns scattered all over the small wooden building, and the chrysanthemum bushes in the village. He couldn't help but worry about the situation of the people who were still left downstream.

As if he was instructing a companion, he assigned to Ye Li all the things he wanted to do but was temporarily unable to do.

Jing Xiaobao, who was standing next to him, was stunned.

The child looked at Yan Shixun, then turned his head to look at Ye Li next to him, and was so shocked that his mouth was slightly open. He didn't know why the attitude of the head of the family changed after he left home and went to the amusement park.

Was Yanyan so close to ghosts and gods in the past?

Jing Xiaobao tilted his head, his chubby face spread on his little paws, squeezed into a fat and soft ball, his big watery eyes were full of confusion, he didn't know what had happened when he was away.

Jing Xiaobao: After Zhang fell seriously ill, another person came to compete with Xiaobao for favor - unfortunately I can't beat this person or bully him, woo woo.

The child was very sad, and decided that when he saw Zhang Wubing again, he would bully Zhang Wubing for the first time in a long time.

Zhang Wubing, who was in Changshou Village far downstream, asked: "?"

Why do I suddenly feel a chill on my back?

Yan Shixun said it seriously, but to Ye Li, it sounded like he had not done a good job of the task that Yan Shixun had entrusted to him out of trust, causing injuries to the people in the program team who were left behind, so Yan Shixun was so worried.

And downstream...

Ye Li's eyes darkened as he thought of the time when he temporarily lent his power to Lu Xingxing, and the boy patted his chest and made a solemn promise.

He snorted coldly, somewhat dissatisfied with Lu Xingxing.

However, before Yan Shixun noticed Ye Li's emotions, Ye Li had temporarily thrown Lu Xingxing aside and put on a smile in front of Yan Shixun again.

"Okay, I'll go downstream so you can finish here in peace."

Ye Li smiled gently and advised: "The people from Haiyun Temple are in Changshou Village. I will ask them to come and deal with these. Shi Xun, you don't have to worry about everything. You can leave it to the people from Haiyun Temple."

Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at the endless black coffins on the mountain road, and nodded helplessly: "Okay, there are indeed too many coffins."

"The person who came from Haiyun Temple should be Taoist Wang. I happened to hear Grandma Nan mention that he had been to Nanming Mountain when he was young. I guess he should be willing to return to the place where he failed to save it. It will also be a good thing for his own state of mind."

For every word Yan Shixun said, Ye Li responded gently, his eyes fixed on Yan Shixun, never moving away.

In the end, Yan Shixun was looked at like a large cat with its fur standing on end, and he quickly drove Ye Li away from him.

Ye Li smiled softly and said "OK", then looked at Yan Shixun steadily, then turned around and left with the official person in charge.

But Yan Shixun was very sure that when he saw Ye Li turned around, there was a smile on his pale and bloodless lips.

Yan Shixun opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could sort out his thoughts, he felt his cheeks getting hot.

Even the ears covered by the scattered hair felt hot as if they were having a high fever.

Yan Shixun pretended to cough, raised his hand and touched his warm and soft earlobe. His fingertips, which were chilled by the mountain breeze, shuddered and somewhat sobered up from overwork.

However, he still gathered his hair behind his ears, leaving his ears exposed, ready to use the mountain breeze to dissipate the heat.

It must be a little hot because of the hair.

Yan Shixun told himself this, his eyes wandering a little.

Jing Xiaobao, who was forgotten by Yan Shixun, watched the whole process in amazement and let out a "Wow~~".

Yan Shixun then remembered that there was a child next to him.

What followed was that Yan Shixun realized that Ye Li’s influence on him far exceeded his imagination.

Obviously, his master was dead now, and his memory was no longer disturbed. But when Ye Li spoke to him, he still focused all his attention on Ye Li, and even ignored Jing Xiaobao who was still beside him.

This would have been impossible in the past.

"Yan Yan~"

Jing Xiaobao tilted his head and asked curiously, "Did you get married secretly when I was away?"

Yan Shixun: “!!!”

After hearing what Jing Xiaobao said, Yan Shixun first blinked slowly, and then was half a beat slower before he realized what Jing Xiaobao was saying.

Then he jumped up on the spot like a frightened large cat, and instantly stood up straight from his original half-squatting position with long legs, looking at Jing Xiaobao in horror.

This was the first time that Jing Xiaobao had seen Yan Shixun react so violently since he had known him. This greatly surprised him. He looked at Yan Shixun as if he were a rare gem, wishing his eyes had the function of a camera so that he could directly press the shutter to record this moment.

Jing Xiaobao blinked his big eyes and made a childish but emotional sound: "Wow~~"

Yan Shixun's mind was in great agitation, and then, seeing Jing Xiaobao's delighted and curious gaze, he realized what he had done.

He quickly calmed himself down, and his handsome face, which had been covered with a thin layer of color due to the heat, regained its former sharpness and calmness.

"I asked you to go to the underworld to suppress the evil spirits and become the new King of Hell to support the operation of the underworld."

Yan Shixun said disdainfully: "What have you learned? Who taught you this?"

"We didn't get married, and we didn't do it secretly."

Yan Shixun sneered: "Jing Xiaobao, if you don't know how to use words, don't use them randomly. You've memorized the book in vain, right?"

Jing Xiaobao shrank back, feeling terrified of being called by his parents' names.

He immediately sold out all his "teammates", pretending to cry, and said that the evil ghosts in hell were so scary, and they were all bad ghosts who had corrupted Xiaobao, so it was not Xiaobao's fault.

The evil ghosts in hell who suffered from Jing Xiaobao's torture and lived a miserable life: ???

Forced to play "ball" and hide-and-seek with Jing Xiaobao, but ended up being played by the ferocious ghosts who were more obedient than rabbits: ???

Say it again? Who is the scary one?

But from the gesture of Jing Xiaobao pretending to wipe his tears, his chubby little claws separated two fingers and looked at Yan Shixun cautiously from between them, fearing that Yan Shixun was still angry and was going to beat him again.

Yan Shixun:)

He bent down slightly, grabbed the straps of Jing Xiaobao's suit overalls, and lifted Jing Xiaobao in his hands like a fat rabbit.

Then, Jing Xiaobao was spanked by the head of the family for saying the wrong thing.

The child cried so hard that even the tip of his nose turned red.

But he still refused to accept the defeat and cried, "Xiaobao is right, Yanyan looks happy... wuwuwu!!"

With tears in his eyes, Jing Xiaobao stretched out his chubby little arms to try to stop Yan Shixun from beating him.

But because he ate too much ghost energy in hell and gained weight, his movements were not agile and he was beaten up badly.

So Jing Xiaobao cried even louder.

"Yan Yan is a bad person! Wuuuuu!"

Yan Shixun was not moved at all. He just smiled and shook the huddled child in his hand: "Oh, I see."

He was as cold and ruthless as a villain who exploited child laborers: "Since you didn't bring the underworld messenger with you, you need to take all these souls back."

"Don't waste time, come on, start working."

"WuwuwuQAQ I don't like Yanyan anymore!"

The child cried fiercely and shouted in a heartbreaking voice, but he was so cowardly that he didn't even have the courage to resist Yan Shixun.

——She even called Yan Shixun affectionately.

Yan Shixun gave a fake smile: "Oh, I never liked you."

Jing Xiaobao was stunned.

He even stopped crying for a moment, staring blankly at Yan Shixun with his big red and pitiful eyes, and then sobbed even more miserably.

This time I really mean it.

Jing Xiaobao was like a child who was hated by his parents, feeling sad from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Shixun looked at Jing Xiaobao and saw that his reaction was no different from before, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

It seems that the decision to let Jing Xiaobao take on the important task of the underworld was right. The gentleness and sensibility that Jing Xiaobao learned from living people finally suppressed the darkness that Chi Yan brought to Jing Xiaobao.

Xiaobao will make a good King of Hell.

Yan Shixun believed so.

The ghost messengers who had just been summoned by the new King of Hell and had hurried over saw this scene as soon as they stepped into Nanming Mountain.

The King of Hell, who was feared by all ghosts, was held in the hands of a stranger, and the stranger's face looked so cold and grim, but it was the King of Hell who was crying miserably.

It was as if their identities had been swapped.

The ghost messengers all took a step back and looked at Yan Shixun with eyes full of fear.

After a long time, the ghost messengers looked at each other, exchanged information, and nodded.

See? This is the guy. Be careful in the future - he is a person who can even beat the King of Hell, and the King of Hell doesn't even dare to fight back!

So the ghost messengers who had just appeared, dragging chains in their hands and wearing white tall hats, looking very majestic, suddenly collapsed like balloons that were punctured and lost all their momentum.

The ghost messengers huddled silently in the shadows, not even having the courage to move forward.