Dark green yin energy surged out from Zhang Qingyu and spread around. Under the pressure of the yin energy, cracks appeared on the ground.

Shi Xi could no longer tell whether those cracks were real or just hallucinations. She was frozen by the Yin energy and felt so cold that even her blood seemed to have stopped flowing.

Zhang Qingxuan glanced at Shi Xi slowly, his brows and eyes shrouded in lifeless coldness: "Donor, what are you still hesitating about? It will be too late if you don't leave now. Your friend's soul is very unstable."

Shi Xi glanced at Jia Ming. There was no color on his face and he looked like he would faint at any time. Shi Xi did not give up, so he gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word about leaving first.

Shi Xi clenched his fists. It was obvious that everything could be saved if he could just appease Zhang Qingyu. But now feeding him was ineffective, Zhang Qingxuan had no will to live, and the ancestor worshipped in the Taoist temple didn't seem to be showing his spirit. So what else could be done to save the situation?

Shi Xi was unwilling to fail at the last moment, nor did he want to accept the punishment of not being able to taste food for a month. Even more, he did not want to watch Zhang Qingyu destroy himself, his senior brother, and Wuyou Temple because of a momentary thought.

But she couldn't harm Jiaming just because of her unwillingness.

"Let's go, Jiaming." Shi Xi pulled Jiaming and walked towards the door.

After stepping out of the door, Shi Xi looked back. Zhang Qingyu's hair was scattered behind his head, the runes on his face were spinning faster and faster, and the nails on his hands were growing rapidly. He was only a step away from complete collapse.

He looked murderous and was completely different from the cheerful and excited person he was when he went out today.

She remembered the boy's longed smile, how he adjusted his appearance in front of the mirror, and how he cared about the orchids he planted with a nostalgic tone...

orchid!

Shi Xi's eyes lit up, and he shouted to Zhang Qingxuan, "Master, are the orchids planted by Zhang Qingyu still alive?"

Hearing the word "orchid", Zhang Qingxuan's back stiffened, and even Zhang Qingyu, who was running wild, had a little reaction!

Seeing Zhang Qingxuan's reaction, Shi Xi guessed that the orchids must be alive and well. She urged Zhang Qingxuan: "Tell me quickly, where are the orchids? Zhang Qingyu has always been thinking about his flowers. Since you have been taking care of them, you should let him see them, right?"

Zhang Qingxuan finally responded: "Donor, you are right. Junior brother treasured those flowers the most when he was alive. Maybe he will calm down after seeing them."

Zhang Qingxuan went to the backyard to move flowers. Shi Xi looked around, trying to find some talismans or magical instruments that could wake up Zhang Qingyu.

She didn't find the ritual implement, but she saw a megaphone on a cabinet, which looked out of place in this quaint Taoist temple. She also didn't know what it was used for in the past. Was it used to attract worshippers?

But it can be used now.

Shi Xi trotted over, picked up the megaphone, recorded a sound, and then played it in a loop towards Zhang Qingyu.

"Zhang Qingyu, your orchid is still alive! Zhang Qingyu, your orchid is still alive!"

Zhang Qingyu seemed to have heard it. The runes on his body began to slow down and a confused expression appeared on his face.

Jiaming said in surprise: "He responded!"

"Let me see if I can make it louder." Shi Xi didn't know where he pressed the button, and the megaphone suddenly changed its voice.

"You little bastard, you need to be calm when you meditate! You little bastard, you need to be calm when you meditate!"

The voice sounded a little old, but it was full of energy and refreshing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this voice came out, the negative energy on Zhang Qingyu's body suddenly dissipated. He looked at the loud speaker blankly and murmured in a low voice: "It's the master's voice."

Just then, Zhang Qingxuan came back holding a pot of orchids. Shi Xi said in a gentle voice, "Zhang Qingyu, look back. Your master is gone, but the orchids are still there, and Wuyou Temple is still there."

Zhang Qingyu looked back and saw that his senior brother was holding a pot of vibrant orchids covered with light blue flowers that looked like butterflies fluttering about to fly.

The orchids are still there.

Zhang Qingyu lowered his head, tears streaming down his face: "I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for everyone again."

Zhang Qingxuan also heard the loud voice from the other side, and his cold eyes lit up a little: "I haven't heard Master's voice for a long time. He is obviously a grumpy old man, and he always likes to yell at us to practice quietly."

Shi Xi suddenly realized: "No wonder there is a loud speaker in the Taoist temple, it turns out this is how it is used."

Zhang Qingxuan looked down at the orchid in his hand, his voice choked with sobs: "Donor, you are right. The orchid is still here, and my practice should not end so easily."

The orchids are still there, which means hope is still there for them.

Shi Xi's heart finally settled down. She sat down cross-legged and said, "System, is the task completed now?"

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. I have to say, you still have some talent for soothing ghosts.]

The system teased Shi Xi and officially issued a notice:

【Congratulations to the player "Shi Xi" for completing the mission "Send the Soul Back to the Temple". 】

[Zhang Qingyu was a gifted Taoist priest, especially skilled in talismans. He was murdered at the age of sixteen.]

[You have inherited 20% of Zhang Qingyu's magic talent.]

Shi Xi was a little surprised: "Only 20% this time?" She completed the novice mission last time, and she inherited 50% of Lin Ying's talent.

[The existence of each talent has a different impact on the world. Zhang Qingyu is a true genius. If the host wants to fully inherit his talent, he needs to go through many tests and improve his fate, otherwise there is a risk of premature death. ]

Shi Xi: “I understand.”

Jiaming didn't understand what she was saying: "Are you talking to yourself?"

"Nothing," Shi Xi closed the still roaring megaphone and said, "Now that the crisis is resolved, let Taoist Zhang take a look at you. You have low luck to begin with, and your soul was almost blasted out just now."

After Zhang Qingxuan figured it out, he regained his spirits and was in a better state than when they first met. When he heard Shi Xi's words, he immediately asked them to sit down.

Jiaming's problem is very simple. His luck has been too bad after encountering ghosts repeatedly, and his eyes to the underworld have been opened by accident. As long as he asks for a peace talisman, he will not be able to see things in the underworld after his luck is restored.

Zhang Qingxuan handed Jiaming a peace amulet and gave Shixi a bracelet.

The bracelet was very simple, with three exquisite silver bells strung together with a red string. Zhang Qingxuan said, "This bracelet can help you resolve three disasters. Consider it my thank you gift."

"Thank you." Shi Xi accepted it happily and reminded him: "Your junior brother's body is still in the police station, remember to claim it."

Zhang Qingxuan nodded: "In fact, I have never stopped looking for the whereabouts of my junior brother. I have gone down the mountain many times, but there is no clue. I have always regretted it. If I could stop him from going down the mountain, if I was the one who went down the mountain, maybe things would be different now."

"So you wanted to return your life to your junior brother just now?" Shi Xi drank a cup of tea and said bluntly: "I thought you were a hermit, but you are so vulgar."

Zhang Qingyu also looked at him with fear: "Brother, you are so vulgar!"

Zhang Qingxuan laughed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden: "Don't worry, I won't be depressed anymore."

Zhang Qingxuan cooked and treated them to lunch. After the sun went down, the group went to pay homage to the previous abbot of Wuyou Temple, Taoist Zhang Wanfeng.

Since Shi Xi inherited Zhang Qingyu's talent, Zhang Wanfeng could be considered half her master, so she kowtowed properly in front of the tomb.

When they were going down the mountain, Shi Xi asked Zhang Qingxuan: "Are you going to track down the real murderer?"

Zhang Qingxuan curved his eyes and said, "I am a layman, so I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter."

…

The day was so thrilling that Shi Xi was so sleepy that he fell asleep immediately after returning home.

She slept soundly, as if she had been dreaming for a very long time. When she woke up, she felt a sense of time confusion. Her consciousness was not fully awake yet, but her perception was sharper than usual. She felt that the surroundings were very cold, as if two pairs of eyes were staring at her.

Yes, she was sure there were two.

She struggled to open her eyes and saw two pale faces above her head, staring at her motionlessly.

Shi Xi's heart suddenly jumped to his throat, and he couldn't help but shout, "Fuck!"

"Are you awake?"

"You're awake."

The two guys staring at her said in unison.

Shi Xi came back to her senses and realized that the two guys were Lin Ying and Zhang Qingyu. She smiled helplessly: "Why are you so close to me?"

Lin Ying pointed at Zhang Qingyu and said, "Xiao Qingyu said that you inherited his talent for magic. If you can't digest it, you may not wake up, so we have been keeping an eye on you."

Zhang Qingyu pointed to the clock on the bedside table and said, "You have slept for a whole day. It's a good thing you woke up."

Shi Xi did feel a bit of a headache: "I see, you guys make way first, I need to get up."

When she got up, she found herself in a cold sweat. Just like when she inherited Lin Ying's talent, there was a lot of new knowledge in her head, but this time the content was a completely unfamiliar field of Taoism.

With an empty stomach, Shi Xi felt like she might faint again from hypoglycemia at any time. She quickly filled her stomach, took a shower, and only opened her phone to check work messages after she regained her energy.

Then, she saw Lin Wenyi's ups and downs in his mental journey that day.

[The raw photos posted by this photography blogger are so amazing, the number of likes on Weibo has exceeded 10,000! Many fans praised you for your divine face~]

[Shi Xi, the teahouse's QQ account posted the short video you shot. I watched it and it was very good. Please repost it.]

[That short video has received over 300,000 likes, and it’s recommended! ]

[Where are you? Are you sleeping? ]

[The number of likes has exceeded one million... Are you still sleeping? I'm calling the police! ]

Shi Xi was afraid that if she didn't reply, Lin Wenyi would really call the police, so she quickly called her: "Sister, I was not feeling well and slept for a long time before I saw the message."

"Thank God you finally replied. I was about to go to your house to look for you!" Lin Wenyi said, "Your voice sounds a little hoarse. How are you? If you're still not feeling well, you should go see a doctor."

"It's nothing. I was just tired from hiking yesterday. I feel much better after a good sleep." Shi Xi said, "What should I do now?"

"You have a Douyin account, right? Repost the video to attract traffic first," Lin Wenyi exclaimed. "I didn't expect that you would have such an opportunity when you went for an audition. The official account of this catering brand already has millions of followers and brings its own traffic, but they haven't had a highly praised video for a long time. The popularity of this video continues to rise, and there are many reposts and comments."

Shi Xi has a Tik Tok account and has obtained certification, but she seldom uses it and previously only had a few thousand followers. Because the teahouse’s official account @ed her when it released a video, this account, which only has one video, now has tens of thousands of followers.

Shi Xi clicked on the short video. In the first shot, she was wearing a wig and thick glasses, dressed in ordinary clothes, and was looking down at a newspaper.

The waiter handed her a cup of tea: "Please have some tea."

The teacup accidentally dropped out of the waiter's hand, and the waiter exclaimed. Shi Xi caught the cup in a cool and graceful manner. The scene changed, and the teahouse instantly traveled back to ancient times. The table was filled with delicious snacks, and the waiter was dressed as a waiter. Shi Xi was wearing a conical hat and a cassock, and the newspaper in his hand had become a call to action for a martial arts conference.

She raised the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. With her red lips and white teeth, she was as graceful as a startled swan, just like a young wizard who had just entered the world.

It’s a very simple dress-up video, with no plot, but the pictures are beautiful, the protagonist is good-looking, and the style is unique, so it became popular.

After Shi Xi forwarded the short video, new fans came quickly.

【Little wizard, save me! 】

[This is so beautiful! The wizard's appearance is so stunning. 】

[I actually found Xiaoshi here! Xiaoshi is really beautiful when he is not a fool. I want to be the teacup in Xiaoshi’s hand~]

[Although I have seen the photos, the dynamic is even more amazing! 】

[Xiao Shi is a serious actress, it would be great if she could play a similar role, don't waste this look. ]

When Shi Xi saw the last comment, she felt like a knife in her heart. She also wanted to get a role, but the audition result for "Phantom" had not come out yet.

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Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-04-11 12:40:10~2022-04-11 22:40:21~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 70 bottles of a cabbage called me; 20 bottles today;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!