Chapter 313 Jinjiang (1)

The sensation caused by the human-shaped sculpture woke countless people up from their sleep that night. They fled in panic, trembling in their homes, and prayed that this incident would pass quickly.

The special department reported all the information it had to the authorities as soon as possible. In Binhai City, the authorities also dispatched all their personnel to prioritize the safety of everyone.

On social platforms, news and photos about the human-shaped sculptures are constantly flooding the screen.

The public opinion group quickly classified the requests for help and passed them to the rescue team. As for other messages, they provided positive guidance to prevent public opinion from falling into panic.

True and false speculations were released by the public opinion group, which quickly and successfully guided public opinion, while drowning out the horrific truth.

The news that "criminals use extreme means to retaliate against society and try to escape capture by pretending to be ghosts" has become the consensus of most people.

The public opinion group was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The team members who knew the truth felt mixed emotions as they watched the rapidly updating news on the social media platforms.

"Team Leader, can't we...really tell them the truth?"

The team member reluctantly asked the head of the public opinion team, "It's okay for everyone to know the truth, right? They will definitely understand. Seeing that they don't even know what happened, I don't know what caused them to be frightened and in danger tonight, and who to blame, I feel a little guilty..."

The head of the public opinion team had been busy all night, coordinating with various departments, passing on the information he had learned, and receiving new instructions. In addition, he had to negotiate and unify with various platforms. After several hours of talking, his throat was sore that it bled, but he didn't even have a chance to drink water.

It was not until now that he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. When the phone was not ringing, he quickly picked up the already cold tea and took a sip.

The tea in the enamel pot had been steeped for too long and was cold and bitter.

The head of the public opinion group felt as happy as if he had drunk sweet spring water. He collapsed on the chair and let out a long breath.

Then he spat out the tea leaves in his mouth, sat up calmly again, opened the drawer, and took out his precious comb.

"You really think so?"

Facing the doubts of the team members, the head of the public opinion team was too calm: "Do you think that what everyone likes is the truth?"

The team member couldn't help but ask excitedly: "Isn't it? Is it fun to fool everyone like fools? Sorry, I think it's disgusting."

Because the team members couldn't help but raise their voices, the office, which had just been happily chatting and laughing, suddenly became quiet.

Many people looked over here in surprise.

There were also team members who had worked there for many years and couldn't help but stand up, wanting to say something indignantly to refute.

The team leader saw it, but he just raised his hand and made a downward motion toward that side, then looked at the team members around him again.

"Truth and happiness, which do you think is more important?"

The team leader sat on the chair and looked up at the team members calmly: "Many people do not have the courage to accept the truth. They prefer white and gentle lies. Even if it is a fabricated peace, they still want it."

"Even if you know the truth, you will not be able to sleep every night because of fear, and you will see ghosts floating around you as soon as you close your eyes. You will be frightened at every turn and will never be able to return to your normal and peaceful daily life... Do you still want to tell them?"

The team leader said softly, "You may think that this is the idea of an old man and does not fit your young mindset, but for many people, a happy and peaceful family and daily life are far more important than the truth. While we protect their personal safety, we also need to protect their spirits from being disturbed."

"It is difficult to have both the truth and happiness. This is the fact I saw when I was young and decided to join the public opinion team."

The team members looked at the team leader blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The team leader, however, took the time to gulp down a whole glass of cold water, which was so cold that he shivered. He let out a "hiss!" and quickly answered the phone that was ringing again.

"Hello, this is the Special Department Public Opinion Group. Yes, thank you for taking care of the platform..."

Seeing the team leader getting busy, the team members could only turn around and walk to their seats in a daze.

The person next to him patted his shoulder and sighed, "I want my wife, children, and aging parents at home to live happily. I don't want to hear my daughter crying and telling me that she saw a ghost under the bed and that she thought there was a ghost behind the curtains... It's that simple."

The team member pursed his lips.

When he looked up at his computer screen and saw that many people were happily sharing news of their safety on social platforms, and looking at the smiling faces in the photos, he felt that he seemed to understand a little bit.

The team leader took the time to look at his team members, smiled, and then used his precious comb to carefully comb the few remaining strands of hair.

Team leader: This is the big one, this is the second one, the third one... Hey? Where's my twenty-nine? Did it fall?

Team leader: Compared to other things, the most important thing is actually hair. I really envy young people’s thick hair and I want it too.

During this period, rescue teams and officials worked together to quickly rescue people and transfer them to a safe place.

Safe places where people can take shelter and the phone numbers of rescue workers in various districts are listed in a long list on social platforms, and are forwarded tacitly by everyone in an effort to make them visible to more people in need.

The people who have been rescued feel the sense of security brought by the authorities. While they feel sad and touched, they are also praying secretly for others, hoping that everyone will be safe and no one will get hurt again.

Haiyun Temple, one of the safe places, is also packed.

The main hall and backyard, which were previously off-limits to tourists, are now open to the public. The Taoist priests' clothes and bedding have all been urgently requisitioned and distributed to people who have come to seek shelter, so that they can get impenetrable warmth even on this chilly winter night.

The little Taoist boy felt a little embarrassed when distributing clothes. He scratched his red face and said he hoped everyone wouldn't dislike it.

But all he got in response was good-natured laughter.

"I'm already grateful to be safe, please don't say that, little master."

"Yes, it's great to have Haiyun Temple."

There were also older people who, when they saw the tears on the Taoist robe that had not been sewn up in time, asked the little Taoist boy for the sewing box and patiently took the initiative to sew the robe.

The little Taoist boy wanted to stop him, but the old lady held his hand which was cold from the wind, patted it kindly, and said, "It's okay, just think of it as me looking for something to do when I'm bored here. If there is anything else in the temple, please call me for help, little master."

The people around also nodded in agreement: "Yes! We are strong and healthy, and we feel bad to be protected by the Taoist priests here. If there is anything you need us to do, please feel free to ask."

"That's right. At this time, we must unite and face the outside world together."

Inside the Haiyun Temple, everyone was smiling and having fun.

Although many of them are strangers, at such a special moment as tonight, they all care about each other like family and friends.

The little Taoist boy was stunned for a long time, then he blinked rapidly to drive away the tears in his eyes, quickly bowed to thank everyone, and made an excuse that he wanted to go back and ask his master, and turned and ran before the tears started to flow.

The others were much older than Xiaodao Tong. They saw that the child was about to cry, but they were kind enough not to say anything.

Some people smiled and shook their heads, some sighed: "He looks the same age as my naughty boy, but he is already so steady. It's rare to be able to do this when the masters are not at home. He is really a good boy."

"Yes, think about it, although the Taoist priests have been protecting Binhai City, they are also someone's children, and they are also flesh and blood..."

The little Taoist boy stopped after turning the corner. Listening to the warm words coming from behind him, his tears finally flowed like a flood that could not be stopped.

This young child has experienced many things today that his peers have never seen.

He had seen the unreasonable pilgrims, a mother and her son, and felt angry and sad about them, but he had also seen more kind and warm hearts, and they were deeply moved by a word of concern.

The abbot was walking hurriedly through the temple while talking on the phone, when he suddenly heard a sobbing sound coming from a tree not far away.

The dean suddenly stopped and hesitated.

Could it be that... a ghost broke through the mountain gate and broke into the temple?

He walked over and pushed aside the leaves, only to find that it was the little Taoist boy hiding there and crying secretly.

The abbot was at a loss for words: "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to take care of the citizens who have come to the temple to seek shelter?"

The little Taoist boy hastily wiped his face with his sleeve, sniffed, raised his little cat-like face, and explained to the abbot with a slightly crying voice.

Even though he had a lot of work piled up waiting for him to deal with, the abbot was still willing to spend time with the little kid and listen to him patiently as he watched him talk about what he saw and felt during the day.

The abbot patted the little Taoist boy on the top of his head and said in a softer tone, "Remember the warmth you felt today, work hard to become a better Taoist priest, and stand on your own to protect the warmth you felt today. Then, be alert to the selfishness you see, but don't take it to heart."

"This is the world worth protecting."

When the abbot looked at the little Taoist boy, he felt that he was seeing his former self and every young Taoist priest who had ever been there.

They have all seen the warmth of the world and received help from kind people. This warmth has also become a seed planted in their hearts.

When they leave Haiyun Temple, the seeds will be watered by experience, take root and sprout, and remain unbending like green pine trees. This will become the belief that supports them in gritting their teeth and wade through any danger and pain, and will eventually become the path they practice.

The abbot bent down, smiled and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the little Taoist boy's face.

He knew that Yan Shixun and the people of Binhai City had already planted a seed in this child's heart.

Perhaps in ten or twenty years, this child will be like all the Taoist priests today, fighting in places where ghosts and monsters are rampant, protecting all lives behind him.

Even if it means death, I don't mind.

This is... the hundreds of years of inheritance of Haiyun Temple.

The abbot smiled and patted the little Taoist boy on the shoulder: "Okay, kid, go ahead, wipe your face and drink some water, the people ahead still need you."

"Um!"

The little Taoist boy nodded vigorously, bowed to the abbot, and then ran away quickly.

The dean watched from afar, and his face, which had been tense all night, finally relaxed and he unconsciously put on a relaxed smile.

On the phone that was not hung up, the official on the other end chuckled, "It should be that Taoist Li and his team succeeded in Baizhi Lake in the southwest. Not only is the situation in Binhai City improving, but we just got news that the human-shaped statues that were causing trouble in the southwest have also returned to normal."

The dean raised his head and looked at the sky above his head, but his eyelashes trembled and tears gathered in his eyes.

Although the officials had many dealings with Haiyun Temple, they did not understand the matter of cultivation as thoroughly as the abbot did. What he did not know was that when it came to the Great Dao, there would be death.

Everyone in Haiyun Temple, as well as those exorcists who rushed into the ghost crowd to save people at the call of Taoist Li, had already anticipated that they might die before they set out.

They are heading towards certain death.

When officials said that the southwest region was under control, the abbot was relieved at first, but his next reaction was to worry about the safety of Taoist Priest Li and the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple.

Taoist Priest Li... the founder of the entire Haiyun Temple, risked his own life to glimpse the heavens and earth, and predicted that ghosts would be born, allowing Haiyun Temple and the exorcists to have time to prepare in advance, thus minimizing casualties as much as possible.

But for the ghosts, they would hate Taoist Li to the core.

Now that the ghost path has been suppressed, what about Taoist Priest Li?

Will it already...

The dean's heart sank heavily.

But there is no news coming back from the southwest yet, and it is not certain for the moment. The abbot holds a glimmer of hope, thinking that maybe there is still a chance that Taoist Li can survive?

Thinking of Yan Shixun, the dean secretly said to himself that it would be possible. After all, he was a man with an evil spirit in his bones, and the only ray of hope left between heaven and earth was at Baizhi Lake in the southwest.

Perhaps, miracles also happen because of this.

Even if the chance of survival was slim... he was unwilling to give up.

The abbot slowly turned around and looked at the majestic statue in the hall not far away. He silently recited scriptures in his heart and prayed for all the Taoist priests, all the exorcists and the people in Haiyun Temple.

At the gate of Haiyun Temple, Lan Ze was stunned for a moment when he saw the human-shaped sculptures that were ramming into the gate just a moment ago, but suddenly fell to the ground the next moment.

Because all the Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple were transferred to Baizhi Lake in the southwest, and even the young Taoist priests who had not yet completed their apprenticeship were sent to Binhai City to protect the people, the temple became empty.

Apart from the abbot and a Taoist priest who were in charge of the overall situation and guarding the base camp, there were only the little Taoist children.

These children are very young, and if they were outside they should still be at the age of carrying schoolbags to go to school. However, in this critical moment, they have to take charge of the affairs inside the temple, protect the citizens who come to take shelter, guide the citizens in an orderly manner, provide them with food and clothes, and they are very busy.

However, because a large number of citizens gathered in Haiyun Temple, the strong smell of living people could be seen within a radius of 100 miles, so it still attracted many evil spirits. Those human-shaped statues that attacked the citizens also turned to attack Haiyun Temple.

Even though Haiyun Temple has a long history of hundreds of years, the formations left by each generation of Taoist priests are stacked up one after another, and the remaining power after death also remains in Haiyun Temple, continuing to protect future generations of disciples. This place can be called an iron wall.

However, the Taoist priests in the past had never expected that Haiyun Temple would encounter the situation where the ghost path would replace the Tao path.

The ghost baby's hatred spread throughout Binhai City, and under the cover of ghost energy, all formations and methods of exorcising ghosts became ineffective.

The Haiyun Temple, which was originally tightly protected by layers of formations, lost all protection in an instant, like a pearl losing its shell.

If the evil spirit wanted to do something to Haiyun Temple, it could easily occupy this ancient Taoist temple with hundreds of years of heritage without any effort.

The abbot and the remaining Taoist priests were also worried that Haiyun Temple might be opened by those evil spirits, endangering the citizens who came there to seek refuge.

But the problem is that the force left behind in Haiyun Temple is limited. If they really face such a situation, they may not be able to save themselves.

So Lan Ze, who stayed in the temple, immediately volunteered to guard the mountain gate.

After all, he was also a fierce ghost who had experienced the pain of being cut into pieces, and his hatred could even lead to the underworld.

To ordinary evil spirits, Lan Ze is an extremely terrifying existence.

And the most important thing is, because Lan Ze was rescued by Yan Shixun and Haiyun Temple, even though he is a ghost, he still has gentleness and kindness towards the human world. He is grateful for what the Taoist priests have done for him and wants to report back to them.

Under the ghost path, Lan Ze's power increased greatly, but he did not direct his attack towards people, but instead turned it around and aimed at the group of ghosts.

The ghost energy belonging to Lan Ze enveloped the entire mountain of Haiyun Temple, replacing those ineffective formations and becoming the new shell of Haiyun Temple.

Any ghost that wants to approach Haiyun Temple will be ruthlessly killed by Lan Ze on the spot and turned into ashes.

The evil ghosts were surprised and asked Lan Ze sternly why he hurt his own kind. Didn’t Lan Ze hate strangers and didn’t want to pull down those strangers who used to be high and mighty and suppress them?

Lan Ze pursed his lips and retorted to the evil spirit unhappily: "Don't insult me, who are the same as you?"

Cheng Jing, who was standing next to him, looked at his lover and nodded in response with a smile: "My Lan Ze is now an extra-official Taoist priest at Haiyun Temple."

Upon hearing this, Lan Ze puffed out his chest with a little pride.

Under Lan Ze's protection, Haiyun Temple was able to survive a whole night of attacks and remained safe and sound.

When Lan Ze saw those human-shaped statues falling to the ground, as if they had turned into lifeless dead objects again, he was stunned and didn't react for a while to what was happening.

It was not until he realized that his power was beginning to weaken, the ghost energy was decreasing and the surrounding yang energy was increasing, that he suddenly realized that Binhai City had returned to the main road and was gradually returning to normal.

Lan Ze, who had been nervous all night, finally let out a long sigh and sat down on the steps in front of the door, exhausted.

"Mr. Yan, it's time to come back."

Lan Ze raised his head and looked into the distance with a smile: "I hope everything goes well, Mr. Yan."

Cheng Jingwei squatted down, put his hands under Lan Ze's armpits, lifted him up steadily, turned around and walked towards the gate of Haiyun Temple.

The avenue returned to normal, and the formation of Haiyun Temple started to work again. Now there was no need for Lan Ze to continue to protect Haiyun Temple. The yang energy and formation outside would hurt Lan Ze, who was a fierce ghost.

So Cheng Jing immediately picked up the exhausted Lan Ze and quickly prepared to return to Lan Ze's burial place in the temple.

"Yes."

Cheng Jing's voice was firm, with trust in Yan Shixun and all the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple: "As long as the people are looking forward to it and there is hope, it will definitely succeed."

After seeing the citizens inside the temple chatting and laughing, waiting for the crisis to pass, Lan Ze could finally close his eyes with peace of mind. He nestled tiredly in Cheng Jing's arms and fell asleep.

The abbot saw Cheng Jing, smiled and nodded to him, saying, "Thank you."

Cheng Jing glanced at his lover who had fainted in his arms, but slowly shook his head to the abbot: "You are too polite. If it weren't for Mr. Yan and Haiyun Temple, we would have been lonely ghosts, miserable ghosts who died together. The Taoist priests helped us, so we naturally have to repay this kindness."

"We just did what we were supposed to do. It's not worth mentioning."

The dean stared at Cheng Jing's back as he left. After a long while, he began to laugh.

He was still worried that the ghost path would bring serious disasters, but now he realized that it was because of his narrow vision that he could not see the vast world.

Even if the ghosts briefly gained the upper hand, what would happen? Even if there was a calamity, everyone could light up a little of their own light and heat, and when they gathered together, they would still be as radiant as the sun and the moon.

The road that carries everyone is destined not to fall.

The moment he figured it out, the dean felt that the bottleneck that had stuck him for a long time was suddenly broken with a loud bang, and the path that had blocked him from moving forward suddenly became clear before his eyes.

The exorcist on the other end of the phone was waiting for the dean's arrangements, but he only heard a hearty laugh after a long silence.

He was also infected and laughed.

For the situation was finally reversed.

Although all the sects responded to the call of Haiyun Temple and sent all their disciples to help people, Haiyun Temple took the lead in sending a large number of Taoist priests to guard against the crisis in Baizhi Lake in the southwest, but refused to let people from other sects go.

After all, once all the exorcists died there, the inheritance would be cut off. Haiyun Temple wanted to keep a spark for the future.

Other sects were moved and therefore spared no effort to save lives, running around the southwest and Binhai City.

When the ghost path gradually faded away, the exorcists who stayed in Binhai City slowly discovered this and quickly contacted Haiyun Temple to inquire about the situation.

When the abbot gave him a positive answer, the exorcist stamped his feet with joy and grinned till his face turned red.

The situation in Binhai City gradually improved. The human-shaped statues that threatened the safety of the citizens fell to the ground one by one and remained motionless.

Even the evil spirits that emerged from the dark and foul places noticed the rapidly rising Yang energy and ran back in panic.

If you're a little slower, it will be reduced to ashes.

The sky was turning white, and the morning light was dim.

Behind the towering skyscrapers, a golden red rising sun pierces through the darkness, breaking through the clouds and slowly rising.

In an instant, there was brilliant light.

The platinum-colored light scattered down, illuminating every dark corner brightly and without any haze, leaving no place for all the evil spirits and monsters to hide.

After a night of tension, people can finally walk out of their homes, open the windows, and greet the bright sunshine of the new day.

"Is this safe?"

Some people were stunned and couldn't believe it. When they saw the official opening the gate and smilingly telling everyone that they could go home, they asked in a daze: "Are we safe now?"

"Yes! It's safe!"

The official smiled and nodded heavily, unable to conceal his happiness on his face: "All the criminals have been detained. Everyone is safe and can go home!"

Everyone slowly reacted and cried with joy: "That's great!"

"Mom, woooo, woooo, I was so scared, I thought I was going to die."

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Let's go! Go home! I'll make breakfast and we can have a good meal to calm down!"

"Mom, I want to eat the food you cook. I almost thought I would never have the chance to eat with you again."

Crying and cheering mixed together, and many people hugged each other tightly in excitement.

The official staff were also infected by the warm atmosphere and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

But when everyone was happy, there were still some people who were in extreme panic.

In the deserted alley, the shrill screams were heartbreaking.

The young man stumbled around the corner in panic and almost tripped over a stone. He didn't have time to pay attention to what was happening. He kept looking back, his facial features distorted with fear.

Not far behind him, bright red blood dripped from the air, forming a pool on the mossy stone slabs of the alley.

A strong smell of blood spread.

A pair of hands kept waving in the air, as if struggling for help.

But the evil ghost bit the man's throat viciously and refused to let go, his round red eyes full of resentment and anger.

The woman whose throat was bitten through was unable to breathe. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, but she was still breathing in less than out, and she suffocated and made a "ho ho" sound.

That woman...was actually the pilgrim who had visited Haiyun Temple before.

She was still trying to stretch her head and look in the direction her child was running. Although she was happy that her child was able to escape, when she saw that her child ran so decisively without any hesitation, and even with a relieved expression on his face, she felt mixed emotions for a moment and couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or happy.

Although she loved her child and would rather die than let her child live, it would be a lie to say she wasn't disappointed and heartbroken when she saw that the child didn't care about her safety at all and only treated her as a roadblock to danger.

The woman was originally walking home with her child, chatting and laughing. All the way she kept cursing the Taoist priests at Haiyun Temple for not helping them. She felt that she had finally gotten rid of her anger.

But before she could be happy for a few minutes, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

This alley near her home should have only taken a few minutes to walk through.

Now it is so long that I can’t see the end. I have walked for dozens of minutes but still haven’t finished it.

What frightened her even more was the swaying shadows in the corners and the faint outlines of human figures peeking out from behind each wall.

They were so silent that they almost blended into the darkness, and their soundlessness was eerie.

The woman pulled her child and tried desperately to run forward.

The young man was confused and asked his mother what was going on.

Even in her panic, the mother still remembered to lower her voice and whispered to her children that it seemed like a ghost was watching them.

The young man was frightened and subconsciously raised his voice to ask, "What! There's a ghost!!!"

This sound completely alarmed the group of ghosts.

The silent confrontation was immediately broken, and evil spirits chased the two from all directions.

The mother was so anxious that she was sweating all over. She could only run for her life, but she accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

When the young man saw his mother fall, his first reaction was not to turn around and help her up. He just looked at the ferocious ghost that was about to catch up with him in horror, and then ran away.

As expected, the mother was caught by the evil spirit, and her throat was immediately bitten through. Her flesh, blood, and soul were all devoured by the evil spirit.

The ghost path is declining, and all ghosts are aware of this.

They were trembling with fear, but they knew that the situation was hopeless and they could only desperately look for a place to hide.

But at the same time, they also particularly hate the existence that suppressed the ghost path.

——The evil spirit has entered the bones.

And, the Lord of Fengdu.

They knew that they were no match for those two. Even the ghosts were completely suppressed by the two together, let alone them, the ghosts?

In the eyes of other ordinary people, they were terrifyingly powerful and impossible to fight against. But in the eyes of those two... they were just ants that could be crushed to death at any time.

Under the rule that strength is king, evil spirits know their own limitations.

However, there is still a problem.

Ebony idol.

The ebony statue has guarded against evil spirits and is another incarnation of the Lord of Fengdu. Evil spirits also hate anything that retains the power of the statue.

They took advantage of the last strength of the ghosts and vented their anger by smashing to pieces all the places where the ebony statue had guarded and existed.

However, most of the people protected by the ebony statue have exorcists who continue to protect them, so that even if the evil spirits are angry, they are powerless and dare not do anything to attract the attention of the Great Dao.

There is only one exception.

He is the young man who sneaked out of Haiyun Temple without permission.

He had spent his entire summer in the same room with the Ebony Statue, and had escaped death countless times under the protection of the Ebony Statue. It could be said that he owed the Ebony Statue a deep debt.

The young man was still laughing and cursing at the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple, feeling refreshed, but he was not aware of the strong aura of the statue that stained his body, making him look like a target when he moved in the dark, attracting all the evil spirits nearby.

They looked at the young man with hatred, roaring and shouting that they wanted to kill him.

Hearing the sharp screams coming from all directions, the young man was frightened and ran faster.

The only thing he was thankful for was that his mother's fall helped him block the ghosts and slowed down their speed, giving him a chance to escape.

At this time, the first place that comes to the young man’s mind is still Haiyun Temple.

He ran desperately out of the alley, wanting to go to Haiyun Temple to seek help.

As the alley entrance got closer, an ecstatic expression appeared on the young man's face.

But the next moment——

“Puff!”

A bony ghost claw pierced through the young man's chest.

Blood splattered.

The young man felt a pain in his chest, and all his strength and temperature were rapidly draining away. He opened his mouth and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't utter a single word.

When he lowered his head with difficulty to look, he saw a red thing on the charred and dry claws, which was shrinking and jumping, and blood was spilling all over him.

Is this... my heart?

The young man thought dully.

But under the severe pain, his brain had lost the power to think, leaving only a blank.

He watched helplessly as ghostly shadows staggered out from the darkness, and their eyes were filled with deep resentment as they looked at him.

Countless ghosts pounced on the young man and soon submerged him. Their sharp teeth tore at his flesh and blood, and they tore out his soul and swallowed it into their stomachs to become nourishment for the evil spirits.

When the young man vaguely heard the word "idol" from the mouth of an evil spirit, he seemed to finally understand the culprit that caused his current misery.

Statue, statue!

The young man was so angry that his eyes were almost bleeding. He wanted to go back to the summer vacation six months ago and smash the statue to pieces to prevent it from hurting him again.

But he forgot that when all his classmates who were traveling together were killed by evil spirits, he was the only one who survived because of the protection of the ebony statue.

But young people don’t think so much now.

The pain numbed his nerves and covered his brain, and he could no longer think about anything.

The first people to discover the abnormality were the residents living next to the alley.

After smelling the blood, they quickly called the rescue team responsible for the area and explained the situation.

When the team members and the ghost exorcist rushed over, they were startled as soon as they entered the alley.

——A whole group of shadows gathered in the shady alley. Under the shadows, the hands and feet of a young man were vaguely slumped on the ground, and the sounds of chewing and swallowing came from the shadows.

The exorcist was horrified and ran over shouting, "What are you doing! Get out of here!"

The team members were sharp-eyed and saw blood flowing on the brick ground at a distant corner. Fearing that something had happened there, they quickly ran over.

Then came the exclamation.

"Here, there's another person over here!"

The winter sky was exceptionally clear and chilly. The wind blew through the quiet alley. The bloody smell here was covered by the cheers and thanks of everyone outside. No one noticed the abnormality here.

On social platforms, updates of people reporting safety were posted one after another at a rapid pace. After escaping danger, many people quickly posted updates to explain their location and situation. While providing reference for other people around them, they also wanted the authorities to have a clear grasp of the situation in each place so that they could concentrate their efforts on the places that really needed help.

Even ordinary people want to do as many small things as they can, try their best, contribute their efforts, and share the hardships.

When the sun rose into the sky and the brilliant and bright sunlight filled the earth, the ghost path had been completely suppressed by the Tao, and the old Fengdu no longer existed.

The world restarted, and all the cause and effect accumulated over thousands of years were cleared.

The dullness and gloom of the past were gone, and even the air was exceptionally crisp and refreshing, as if carrying the refreshing fragrance of grass and trees.

Many people took a deep breath and felt as if their whole body was cleansed. The pressure and resentment accumulated in their bodies all turned into foul air and were slowly exhaled.

New energy and vitality are injected into the body.

Many people discovered this and shared it on social media platforms.

As more and more people shared it, there was even a related hot search keyword #Don’t forget to breathe#.

Also on the hot search list are several items related to the program "Heart-beating Travel Around the World for 99 Days".

After all, judging from official information, the southwest region was the first to be attacked by criminals.

The filming location of this program happens to be in the southwest.

The fans who had not had time to watch the live broadcast because they were busy escaping and hiding, immediately thought of the safety of everyone in the program crew after they were out of danger, and hurriedly turned on the live broadcast.

But I only found that the live broadcast camera turned into a snowy prompt with no signal.

The audience of the show was stunned.

Unable to personally confirm the situation of the program crew, coupled with the fact that this program had been so unlucky in the past that it was pitied by everyone, many people began to worry about the program crew, wondering if something really had happened.

The worried audience rushed to inquire about the official and program team accounts.

No one responded from the program team’s account, but the official responded immediately.

@平安滨海: Thank you for your concern. I just called the production team and they said that the live broadcast equipment was damaged by criminals, so they can't broadcast live for the time being. Once they get new cameras, they will broadcast live to let everyone know that everything is fine. Don't worry.

Seeing this, the audience of the show finally felt relieved and squatted in front of the live broadcast and under the account waiting for the live broadcast to go back online.

While waiting, many people hurried to confirm whether familiar IDs were online. People who were familiar with each other were reporting their safety to each other, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed and cheerful.

Someone said with a smile that before going to bed he was still regretting that the action figures in his collection would not move. But after he fell asleep, he found that the action figures not only moved, but were also waving machetes and ready to kill him. It was really exciting.

After downplaying the danger, there is the confidence and sense of security brought by the timely rescue of official personnel.

Some people also said with empathy: "After I saw the sculptures in the park come to life, my first reaction was to think of this show."

"Me too. Considering how unlucky the production crew was, I thought it was unavoidable. I didn't expect it to be so lucky."

"Director Zhang finally showed his strength! It's great!