Chapter 342

Although Yan Shixun had solved the biggest problem for Zhang Wubing and restored his vitality, he was still a living person who had been affected by the ghost energy for so long, and had also been to the old Fengdu and the test of heaven and earth, so he still couldn't fully recover in a short time.

Fortunately, Zhang Wubing was already used to encountering ghosts and did not have any special reaction to this.

Before he met Yan Shixun in college, being chased by ghosts and having close calls was a common occurrence for him. It was only after he clung to Yan Shixun that he began to live like a normal person.

——In the past, in order to save Zhang Wubing's life, the Zhang family would even stick a circle of yellow talismans inside his clothes, and the gold Buddha and jade Guanyin pendants he wore around his neck were sold by the pound.

Some people mistakenly thought that this was a special aesthetic of rich people, and posted on the Internet to despise Zhang Wubing for a long time.

Now, for him, it can be regarded as a different kind of recollection of the past.

"Brother Yan, you don't know that every night after school, my dad would wait at the school gate and lie on the iron gate to look inside, hoping to see me first so that he could give me a new stack of yellow talismans."

Zhang Wubing's voice was hoarse and weak, but he started laughing as he spoke: "When I was a child, no one wanted to play with me. Even if they ate my chocolate and snacks, they would still call me a freak, a little monster..."

An apple was stuffed into Zhang Wubing's mouth. Yan Shixun rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Eat more and talk less."

Zhang Wubing tried hard to stretch out his hand, which was still trembling due to the IV drip, and obediently took the apple and began to gnaw on it, really shutting up.

Yan Shixun sat beside the bed, looking at him quietly.

Since he knew Zhang Wubing, he had never let this little fool suffer such a serious injury, but this little fool just kept laughing the whole way. He was either fainting or smiling at him, as if he had noticed his bad mood and wanted to make him laugh.

Yan Shixun did not stay in Jiangbei for too long.

He handed over the affairs of Jiangbei Village to the official and special departments, and explained in detail to the official leaders the massacre that took place more than a hundred years ago.

With this detailed account of the cause, process and outcome of the incident, plus the sinful background of all the villagers in this place over the past hundred years provided by the ghost official at the request of Jing Xiaobao, the person in charge would have mastered all the clues, with a level of detail comparable to personally experiencing the crime scene.

Because many of the guests were injured and extremely tired, and Zhang Wubing looked listless, after Yan Shixun handed over the matter, he immediately left Jiangbei and boarded a plane back to Binhai City.

But before leaving, Yan Shixun specifically instructed the person in charge to dig the ground in the village.

Many of the villagers who died in the middle of the night and whose ghosts were seeking revenge were responsible for the sins of killing. The home of the tire repairman who ran away was still filled with a lot of second-hand tires and spare parts of different models. They didn't look like brand new tires, but more like they were removed from cars.

Yan Shixun believed that when these villagers were extorting passing drivers, they had evil thoughts about large sums of money or the drivers resisted desperately, so some of the drivers were killed by the villagers and their bodies were buried in the village.

He did not intend to interfere in the matter anymore, but believed that it should be handled by official officials. Even if the villagers who did the evil were dead, they should be sentenced to the crimes they deserved and should not be allowed to get away with it.

It is not enough to suffer in hell after death, there also needs to be a fair judgment in the world of the living so that everyone knows what these evil people have done.

Instead of having pity on these wicked people and saying that the dead are greater when you see the news of them being killed.

The official head was shocked by the number of deaths and the serious nature of the incident, but because it was Yan Shixun who said this, he did not doubt it at all. He immediately called the local officials and dispatched a special investigation team and team. Hundreds of people searched the entire village and even checked several nearby villages.

When the person in charge dug up the vegetable garden behind the villagers' house and opened the cellar under the kitchen according to Yan Shixun's instructions, he was stunned when he saw the white bones buried deep inside.

Some people even vomited on the spot.

With such a death toll, it is no longer possible to simply describe the victims as murderers. Some people even cursed them as beasts who trampled on lives.

Although the nearby villages did not receive the revenge of evil spirits in the middle of the night, they did receive iron-faced and impartial law enforcement officers who dug up the ground with evidence and clues, revealing their years of sins.

The evidence was irrefutable and the villagers from nearby villages were unable to refute it and were immediately taken away by law enforcement officers.

The official in charge stood in front of the charity cemetery that had been reduced to ruins and could only smile bitterly.

In a place where no one else could see, the ghost official silently poked the person in charge and whispered, "Don't worry, sir. Our King of Hell said that you are one of our family members. If you need anything in the future, just ask me directly. I promise to find out even the incident of this man pulling girls' braids when he was a child."

The person in charge thanked him repeatedly, but then he thought...wasn't there something wrong when a ghost affectionately called him a family member?

He quickly gave up his entanglement and submitted the collected evidence to his superiors. While dealing with special events, he did not forget to keep an eye on the progress of the matter and vowed to give an explanation to those who died.

Yan Shixun was already in a hospital in Binhai City when he received a call from the person in charge telling him about the progress.

After learning that Zhang Wubing was injured, Zhang's father was so anxious that he postponed the multi-billion merger meeting and immediately flew to the village on a private plane, wanting to bring everyone back, including Zhang Wubing.

It just so happened that Song Ci's brother realized that something was wrong because of Song Ci's loss of contact, so he drove a helicopter directly to find Song Ci and met Zhang's father.

Both sides wanted the guests to leave on their own planes, especially in front of Yan Shixun, their desire to win was aroused and they refused to give in to each other.

In the end, Song Ci beat his brother and cursed, "How many people can your small plane accommodate? You should just fly back by yourself."

Father Zhang was very proud, while Brother Song Ci was so angry that he gritting his teeth and swore that he would buy a big one when he returned - one that was a size bigger than the Zhang family's plane!

The Zhang family's secretariat of more than a dozen people acted rigorously and carefully, and they had a deeper understanding of their children's physical conditions. They knew that if something happened, it would be a big deal, especially this time when even Mr. Yan couldn't stop it all. It must be a earth-shattering event, and there was a high probability that there would be casualties.

Therefore, there was a doctor on Zhang's father's plane, and he had contacted the hospital in Binhai City early on.

As soon as the guests boarded the plane, they immediately began a new round of examinations and were seamlessly sent to the hospital, where they were taken care of by the Zhang family and received the best treatment.

After the staff of the program team came back, the Zhang family examined them, gave them generous consolation money, and then recuperated in the hospital.

Although most people were not injured, the program team also said that they should just treat this as a paid vacation and team building in the hospital.

The staff were all very happy. They dealt with some light work every day and then went to play cards and games with the guests. There was constant laughter on the floor of the sanatorium that they had booked.

In this atmosphere, everyone's mental state improved rapidly and they gradually returned to normal life.

Bai Shuang and others were seriously injured. Although their lives were not in danger, the flesh wounds caused them a lot of suffering.

Especially for Bai Shuang and An Nanyuan's hands, the Zhang family specially sent a secretary to keep track of the guests' physical conditions at all times, as they did not want anyone to suffer from any sequelae.

Bai Shuang's hands were wrapped like dumplings, but she always said nonchalantly that she was a singer, not a doctor, and it was no problem that her hands were not as sensitive as before.

An Nanyuan also patted his chest and said that having some scars would make him look cooler, and he was not a pianist, so it was not a big problem.

But Zhang's secretary was more concerned about their child than they were. He made routine inquiries three times a day, strictly controlled their diet, and prohibited them from doing anything that would affect their recovery.

As a result, later on, when the guests saw the secretary, they acted like children who had done something wrong meeting their parents, and they started playing hide-and-seek with the secretary in the nursing home.

The group of people laughed heartily after successfully avoiding the secretary, like children who had never grown up, feeling a sense of accomplishment as if they had done something great.

For many guests, that was the purest and most carefree time since they became adults, as if they had returned to their childhood.

Although the journey to Jiangbei is dangerous, fortunately there is another fortunate thing.

——The guests were not broadcasting live at that time.

Because they had just returned from the southwest at that time, the guests were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to raise their hands. They fell asleep in the car, snoring with their mouths open. The appearance was really not suitable for fans to see, so they didn't start the live broadcast, but thought of waiting until they arrived in Binhai City to report safety to the audience.

As a result, this decision actually saved the opinion group's hair.

After learning the whole situation, the official leaders breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, the restart of Xintiandi was not broadcast live in front of everyone."

The audience didn’t even know that the program crew went to Jiangbei again after leaving the southwest.

——Even if I tell them the truth, they won’t believe it.

After all, the fact that the guest car took the wrong road and took only three hours to get from southwest to Jiangbei was enough to make the audience exclaim that it was unscientific and absolutely impossible.

What's more, when it comes to the Tao and ghosts and gods, the listeners will only regard it as the boring fantasy of the mentally ill narrator.

The public opinion group was very pleased and felt that the program "Heart-beating Travel Around the World for 99 Days" was well done and everyone began to believe in science.

When the program team issued an announcement later, they only said that because the guests were tired from the long journey, the live broadcast was not started in time. The program team took care of the physical condition of the guests and sent them to the hospital for examination and rest first. The program team account then informed everyone that they were safe and would start the live broadcast later.

Apart from a few voices of doubt and criticism, most of the audience expressed their understanding and left messages urging the guests to have a good rest.

Therefore, the program crew, who had just experienced an event that was enough to subvert the worldview of ordinary people, naturally got some time to slack off and happily fatten up in the sanatorium.

All the abrasions and other external injuries on Zhang Wubing's body were carefully treated by professional medical staff and he recovered quickly.

His problem is not external injuries, but internal injuries.

Zhang Wubing is just a weak living person after his soul has reincarnated dozens of times. Not only is he not suitable to go to a place with strong ghost energy, he is even less suitable to host the appearance of the King of Hell.

Even though the King of Hell intended to protect this body from the very beginning, Zhang Wubing still went through a long period of weakness after waking up.

While other guests were able to run and jump, he was drowsy every day, only awake for a few dozen minutes before falling asleep again.

No, fainting would be more accurate.

Yan Shixun gave Zhang Wubing the vitality he needed, and although it helped his body recover quickly, self-repair took a long time, and his body functions dictated that he needed a lot of sleep.

Although others were worried, there was nothing they could do. Zhang's father and mother came to visit every day and even wanted to stay here, but they could only worry.

Father Zhang held Yan Shixun's hand and secretly shed tears behind everyone's back.

This man, who is known as an iron-fisted giant in the business world, is so fragile and vulnerable only when facing his family and loved ones.

"My father named Xiaobing Wubing because he hoped that he would be healthy and live a peaceful life. My family did not ask Xiaobing to achieve anything or have any ability. As long as he could live, it would be fine even if he had to spend money on entertainment like other second and third generations. However, this wish was never realized."

Father Zhang's eyes were red and he choked up, "When Xiaobing was still young, I would arrive at the school gate long in advance every day to wait, hoping to be the first in line to see Xiaobing as soon as possible. Only when I heard his heartbeat could I feel at ease."

"I'm scared. I'm really scared. If I go a little later one day, I will never see this child again. If his mother hadn't stopped me, I would have wanted to take Xiaobing home and build a temple to protect him."

"But this child is unexpectedly promising."

Zhang's father laughed through his tears. He scolded his child but was proud of his child. "When he started this program, I was just trying to force him to go home. But I didn't expect that he, a newcomer in the industry, could achieve such success in his career. I was happy but also worried, afraid that something might happen to him outside."

This is the worry and love a father has shown for his child for more than twenty years. Father Zhang, who is always serious, couldn't stop crying in front of Yan Shixun.

Even though he had immense wealth, he was still so small and helpless in the face of the gods and ghosts, and he didn't know how to snatch his child back from the hands of death.

Yan Shixun listened in silence for a long time. He handed the handkerchief to Zhang's father and said softly, "Uncle, Xiaobing is far more serious than you think. He has done great things that no one else can accomplish. Although I can't explain it to you accurately, please believe that he deserves any thanks from anyone. Be proud of him, uncle."

"He has saved countless lives and has great merits. Even the great Dao will not forget his name."

"Having him is a blessing to heaven and earth, and to me."

Yan Shixun whispered, "Thank you."

Father Zhang was stunned and cried for a long time at the corner of the stairs where no one was.

He didn't want his child to be a hero, he just wanted him to be an ordinary person and live a peaceful life. But how could the wings of an eagle be bound?

Some people are born to be so dazzling.

Because he was worried about Zhang Wubing, Yan Shixun didn't go anywhere during this period of time. Even the matters with the official person in charge were communicated online.

It was not until Zhang Wubing was finally able to walk independently that Yan Shixun left the sanatorium for the first time.

The first thing we did was to go to Haiyun Temple.

Previously in the southwest, Lu Xingxing paid the price of his life to protect the guests from being harmed by the evil spirits escaping from the old Fengdu.

Even though he was hanging on to his last breath and had a glimmer of hope, the invasion of ghost energy caused his body to quickly deteriorate, leaving the Taoist priests helpless.

At that time, Lu Xingxing was sent back to Haiyun Temple as quickly as possible. Several Taoist priests who stayed in Haiyun Temple immediately set up a formation, trying to maintain the balance of yin and yang in his body.

But what the Taoist priests can do is extremely limited.

Because it was Ye Li, the ghost god in charge of death, who saved Lu Xingxing's life. While the ghost energy gave Lu Xingxing the strength to hold on, it also destroyed his meridians and weakened the yang energy in his body.

However, if one follows the traditional treatment method of the Taoist priests, which is to exorcise the evil spirits and then set up a formation to gather new vitality, it would be equivalent to drawing away the supporting power and killing Lu Xingxing.

Not only did several high-ranking Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple come to the hospital for treatment and try to find a solution immediately, they also sought help from other sects, trying their best to save this young disciple.

When those sects learned about what Lu Xingxing had done in the southwest, they were shocked and stood in awe. Many of them felt that it was worthy of Haiyun Temple, as even a young disciple who had not yet completed his apprenticeship had such awareness.

While they admired Lu Xingxing, they also tried their best to find a solution from the ancient books and manuscripts within the sect, as they did not want to see such a ghost exorcist who protected lives die.

There were also some people who were dismissive, thinking that Lu Xingxing was simply seeking death and that he deserved it, so why should their own sect provide materials and effort to rescue him.

When the protective Taoist priest Wang accidentally heard this, he became furious and swung his peach wood sword at him.

"Why? Because he protected ordinary people. He lived up to his identity as a Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple! Because he could have escaped by himself but he didn't. He could have watched people die but he sacrificed his life for others."

Taoist Wang sneered: "Believe me, when you encounter the same thing, you will never say such words to the stars - you will only ask the stars to save you with their own death, but you are not worthy of being saved by the stars."

Although those who were talking about Lu Xingxing were not convinced, they still obeyed him under the terrifying majesty of Taoist Wang and were so frightened that they dared not say a word.

The abbot of Haiyun Temple watched this farce coldly and said nothing.

He had seen too many ungrateful people who were crying for help one second ago and then speaking coldly after being rescued. After a long time, he had gotten used to the alternating faces of gratitude and abuse, and was no longer hurt by it, nor did he bother to explain anything more.

Even on the night when the human-shaped sculpture attacked people, many citizens of Binhai City took shelter from the disaster at Haiyun Temple. When dawn broke, some people expressed their sincere gratitude to Haiyun Temple, holding the Taoist priest's hands, bowing repeatedly and crying. However, some people complained that the quilts provided by Haiyun Temple were too thin, the beds were too crowded, and the meals were too simple.

But no matter what noises those people made, the abbot always stood in front of the mountain gate, bowed to each of them and wished them all safety.

The abbot turned around and went back to Lu Xingxing's room. He lovingly tucked the corners of the quilt for the unconscious Lu Xingxing and recited scriptures and prayers beside him over and over again, hoping that Mr. Yan could find his chance of life soon and get better soon.

After the chaos at Baizhi Lake in the southwest and the incident at the burial ground of ghosts and gods in Jiangbei, all the exorcists have been very busy.

The heaven and earth restarted, the Tao has done what it should do, and the rest is up to the exorcists and the human world itself.

——The Tao is not a doting mother and will not take care of everything for her.

It will only clear the difficulties that strangers cannot overcome, and then it will depend on the strangers themselves.

Even if the road has changed, Yan Shixun and Ye Li hold up this world, and they are by no means casually kind people.

Although the Taoist priests could not understand the details, they never had the idea of relying solely on the Tao. Instead, they traveled around to exorcise the remaining evil spirits and catch the evil spirits that took advantage of the chaos to wreak havoc on the world.

There were also some ordinary people with extremely strong inspiration or weak bodies who were invaded by ghosts that night, and they needed Taoist priests to exorcise the evil spirits and let people return to normal life.

In addition, many Taoist priests and exorcists were seriously injured and had to cooperate with the authorities...

This made the already understaffed Haiyun Temple even more tense. Every Taoist priest was so busy that they didn't even have time to rest. They often had to set off again immediately after returning to the temple to get what they needed.

Even the seriously injured Taoist priests were responsible for exorcising evil spirits for people in the temple. They were so busy that they often forgot to change the medicine or even forgot to eat.

The little Taoist boy was so angry that he cried.

But every Taoist priest who returned to Haiyun Temple would go to visit Lu Xingxing without any prior arrangement, talk to him gently, and ask people around him about his situation today.

Even though Lu Xingxing's face remained pale, his eyes were closed, and he did not respond, the Taoist priests felt at ease as long as they saw his weak breathing.

As soon as Yan Shixun returned from Jiangbei, he contacted the dean and asked about Lu Xingxing's current situation.

Yan Shixun was unable to immediately bring life to Lu Xingxing.

Lu Xingxing was so seriously injured that he couldn't even withstand the slightest wind. Any slight imbalance would lead to his death.

It's like a patient who is too weak to be nourished. Taking ginseng will kill him instead.

The only solution now is to slowly nurture Lu Xingxing's soul and body, let him rely on his own willpower to repair himself first, and then replenish the vitality in the Taoist temple, so that Lu Xingxing can gradually get used to it and slowly accept the external force.

Even though everyone was anxious to save Lu Xingxing, they had to hold themselves back and wait patiently for the opportunity to come.

Yan Shixun had originally called Master Song Yi. After all, according to seniority, Lu Xingxing, who had not yet completed his apprenticeship, was like a minor. Anything that occurred had to be discussed first with his guardian, his master, Master Song Yi.

Taoist Song Yi on the other end of the phone had a tired and hoarse voice. After expressing his concern for Yan Shixun and Tiandi's situation, he told him with a wry smile that he had learned all the details from the abbot as soon as possible.

"Junior Brother Yan, don't worry about Xingxing. With the help of the senior brothers from Haiyun Temple, Xingxing will be fine. Take care of yourself first. If you have any difficulties, be sure to tell us. Don't fight it alone. Haiyun Temple will always be your master and supporter. You can come back at any time, understand?"

Taoist Priest Song Yi gave Yan Shixun detailed instructions, and only felt relieved after receiving a positive response from the other party.

But after hanging up the phone, he rubbed his brows, his face full of fatigue, and he couldn't help but think of the time when he learned about Lu Xingxing.

After Lu Xingxing was brought back to Haiyun Temple, the abbot immediately called his "guardian", Taoist Song Yi, and explained to him objectively and rationally that Lu Xingxing's condition was not optimistic. Although everyone would try their best to save Lu Xingxing, they also asked Taoist Song Yi to be prepared.

Prepare to...send Lu Xingxing away.

When Taoist Master Song Yi received the call in the suburbs of Binhai City, he felt like he was struck by lightning.

It's not like he hadn't thought about the possibility that his disciple might encounter an accident, or even die before him. He had already made preparations for this.

After all, wherever the danger is the most and where no one is willing to go, that's where you'll find the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple.

Each of these Taoist priests is always prepared to die.

But what Master Song Yi did not expect was that among all his disciples, the first one to get into trouble was actually the only young disciple who had not yet completed his apprenticeship.

The youngest disciple loves to play, likes music and noise, does not like meditation or reading, and has ADHD and will twist and turn after sitting for less than ten minutes, giving his uncle master a headache in charge of his homework.

But every time the uncles who taught him lessons wanted to beat Xingxing, he would coax them back with his mouth that was sweeter than honey, making the uncles laugh and cry, loving and hating him at the same time.

Even though Taoist Song Yi often chased after Lu Xingxing and beat him up, feeling very disappointed with him, in his heart, he still liked this little disciple.

In the dullness of being with ghosts and death all day long, a happy child like Lu Xingxing suddenly appeared, making the sky clear.

There is no one in Taoist Master Song's generation who dislikes Lu Xingxing. They all look at Xingxing with the eyes of elders looking at juniors. On the one hand, they shake their heads and wonder why this kid is not working hard. On the other hand, they think that it doesn't matter if he starts his apprenticeship a few years later. Anyway, there are so many elders in the Taoist temple, and the sky will not fall.

Just like ordinary people would like the youngest child in the family, Taoist Song Yi is the same.

Especially Master Li - although he didn't say it, when he looked at Lu Xingxing, he always felt that he saw his younger self.

Few people know that the Taoist Master Li, who is now highly respected and like a stabilizing force, was once a little disciple who gave his master and senior brothers a headache but was also doted on.

Overturning the incense burner and tearing up the scriptures, running all over the mountains with a smile on his face, and then listening to the master shouting angrily while looking for pillars everywhere while waiting for dinner... These are the soft memories that belong to Taoist Priest Li alone. Whenever he thinks about them, he will feel grateful that the happiness of that time is unique in his life.

Therefore, although Taoist Li always beat Lu Xingxing, he was never really angry.

It was not until the broadcast of "Heart-Stirring Journey Around 99 Days" that the program crew encountered an evil spirit. Haiyun Temple, as the guarantor of the program at the time, needed to send a Taoist priest to the program crew.

The Taoist priest must not only grasp the situation within the program crew and ensure the safety of everyone in the crew, but also prevent the audience from discovering any abnormalities and realizing the authenticity of the ghost stories.

After choosing and choosing in Haiyun Temple, only Lu Xingxing is the most suitable.

He is a musician himself, with one foot in the entertainment industry and the other half in Haiyun Temple. If he goes to participate in the show, the audience will only think that he is the musician Lu Xingxing and will not pay too much attention to his identity as a Taoist priest.

But before making a decision, Taoist Song Yi tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, worried that this young disciple who had not yet completed his apprenticeship would be unable to protect the program team or himself.

He shared his concerns with the Supervisory Council and official leaders, indicating that he was available to participate in the program.

But the abbot rejected it outright.

"If you go to participate in the show, who will do your job? There are few Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple who have free time. Everyone's work scope has been expanded to the limit. Last month, a Taoist priest fell ill due to overwork and made mistakes... Every Taoist priest is irreplaceable and cannot leave his job."

"Master Song, Xingxing is your disciple. You should trust him more."

The dean looked at Master Song Yi's serious and meticulous appearance and shook his head: "If we really let you go, as long as the audience sees you like this, they will definitely think there is some danger and cause panic."

Taoist Song Yi was helpless, but he also knew that the abbot was right.

Every time the program crew was in danger, Taoist Song Yi, while being angry at Lu Xingxing, the only thing he could do for Lu Xingxing was to urge him harder, hoping that he could protect himself while protecting others.

But what Taoist Song Yi did not expect was that Lu Xingxing's growth rate still could not catch up with the dangerous speed.

When he returned to Haiyun Temple and looked at Lu Xingxing lying motionless on the bed, in addition to worry, he was also proud of Lu Xingxing.

This child...even if he hasn't become a master, he deserves the name of Haiyun Temple.

Taoist Master Song is unable to be with Lu Xingxing every day. When he needs people, a Taoist master like Taoist Master Song, who has already been able to take charge of his own affairs, is even busier.

Most of the time, only Lu Xingxing’s senior brothers went to see him and told Taoist Song Yi.

In recent times, he has been keeping the habit of checking on Xingxing's safety immediately after finishing his work, and then he can fall asleep peacefully.

All the Taoist priests outside Haiyun Temple were concerned about Lu Xingxing, chanting scriptures for him and praying for him.

Yan Shixun knew that Taoist Song Yi was worried about Lu Xingxing, so he revealed some information to him and said that as long as Xingxing's physical condition improved, he would rescue Xingxing immediately.

The formation took effect, and Lu Xingxing recovered quickly, looking better day by day.

Although Lu Xingxing was still unconscious and unresponsive to the outside world, one day, after the abbot checked on his condition, the usually calm abbot showed a rare look of joy and immediately informed Yan Shixun.

Although Ye Li also wanted to come along, Haiyun Temple housed many statues of gods, which was not suitable for Ye Li, the Lord of Fengdu who had become a great master, to enter. Yan Shixun was worried that Ye Li would fight with those statues of gods, so he sternly refused him.

——He let Ye Li hold him tightly and refused to let go, and he remained steadfast.

This was the first time Yan Shixun came to Haiyun Temple after many days.

The night before, when citizens flocked to Haiyun Temple for shelter, the mess on the mountain road had been cleaned up. Everything was in order and there was no sign of what had happened before.

When the little Taoist boy heard that Yan Shixun was coming, he hurriedly stuffed the big broom into his companion's hand and ran out quickly, his bright eyes showing the anticipation of meeting his idol.

But he ran too fast, and his short legs tripped over the high threshold, sending him flying.

The little Taoist boy closed his eyes in fear, preparing himself for the pain of falling.

So, before even stepping into the mountain gate, Yan Shixun quickly hugged the child who was rushing towards him.

The little Taoist boy was still wondering why he didn't feel any pain. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was not only in the arms of his idol, but his idol was also looking at him lazily, smiling and teasing him, "You may not be big, but you are very strong."

The little Taoist boy blushed instantly.

Yan Shixun didn't tease him for long. He just bent down and put him down. He also took out a candy from his pocket and put it in the little Taoist boy's hand.

"It's good to be strong, to become someone who can hold up the world and protect life."

Yan Shixun patted the little Taoist boy, then stretched out his long legs and stepped over the threshold.

The little Taoist boy was left standing there in a daze. After a long time, he carefully grasped the candy and made up his mind to become a reliable Taoist priest like his idol in the future.

Because the little Taoist boy ran so fast, his master was completely confused. Fearing that something might happen, he followed him from behind. As a result, he saw Yan Shixun walking towards him.

"Fellow Daoist Yan."

The Taoist priest bowed to Yan Shixun and said with a smile: "Daoist friend, are you here for the stars?"

Yan Shixun nodded and found that the Taoist priest in front of him was also seriously injured.

Noticing Yan Shixun's gaze, the Taoist priest waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "The other night, I was swung around by a dozen statues in the park in Binhai City. Those statues were too rude. I was slightly injured, but I'm fine now."

Yan Shixun showed a smile in his eyes. He asked the Taoist priest about Lu Xingxing's room and walked towards that direction.

"Fellow Daoist Yan."

The dean called him over, and after they exchanged greetings, he lowered his voice and asked with some concern, "Sweep the Avenue..."

Yan Shixun raised his slender fingers and placed them in front of his lips.

He smiled slightly: "The universe remains the same, the sun and the moon run, and the world is peaceful. Supervisor, this is enough."