Chapter 167 Jinjiang
The experimental building of the School of Chemistry was silent.
Only one laboratory had the light on, which was the only light in the darkness.
Cheng Jing sat blankly on a chair in the laboratory, looking confused, like a traveler who had lost his way and could not find a safe oasis.
Because he has been busy recently, Cheng Jing has been focusing on his studies after watching his boyfriend leave the campus. The laboratory and the library occupy all his energy and he has no time to pay attention to the outside world.
He didn't disturb his boyfriend's relaxation.
No, it should be said that he felt guilty towards his boyfriend.
Cheng Jing is very clear about how her boyfriend and she are soul-matched, so the two of them even have similar pursuits and the same ideals.
His lover is far better than him and is the most dazzling diamond in his eyes.
Unfortunately, the world is blind and cannot see how dazzling his lover is.
It was obvious that his lover was more qualified to get the place in the graduate school, but just because he had some false reputation, others thought that he should be the winner of the place, and even verbally attacked his lover because of this.
Cheng Jing felt sorry for his lover who was in a bad mood because of the false remarks on the campus forum, and he also noticed his lover's haggard look.
There was even one time when he was walking with his lover and his classmates in the same college mocked and criticized his lover openly and secretly.
Cheng Jing retorted angrily, telling the other party not to say such things.
But the other party didn't believe his explanation at all and was only willing to believe what he "saw and heard".
Cheng Jing was filled with anger, but he didn't know how to protect his lover. Even if he gave the same explanation and defense to others ten thousand times, few people would believe him.
On the contrary, many people believed that Cheng Jing was coerced, and felt more sympathetic to the "good-tempered but unlucky gold medal winner of the competition." They slandered and defamed his lover more fiercely, and were unreasonably suspicious of him, and even said coldly that "he has a deep background and you can't afford to offend him."
Cheng Jing was filled with grief and indignation.
He did not think that these strangers who had no connection with him were "standing up" for him. He could see clearly that, although some people did have a genuine sense of justice, most of them simply put themselves in the role they thought Cheng Jing was playing, believing that they would also be bullied by "powerful classmates", so this incident was just a breakthrough for their emotions.
It's called maintenance, but it's actually harm.
Cheng Jing feels sorry for his lover.
However, even the teachers from the College of Chemistry and the school only said that an official announcement had been issued and the comments on the forum had been dealt with.
But more than that...they can't control what other people say.
So, when his lover took the initiative to suggest going out to relax, Cheng Jing was very happy. He felt that this was a good attempt by his lover to get out of negative emotions.
So he took the initiative to find suitable scenic spots for his lover to relax near Binhai City, planned a route for his lover, made a guide, and prepared the equipment needed for hiking...
Feeling guilty, Cheng Jing temporarily put aside his busy studies and experiments, and planned a trip for his lover wholeheartedly. He made all preparations meticulously, looking forward to seeing his lover's smile when he came back from relaxing.
'Let me be alone for a while, it's okay, I will throw away all the negative emotions before the sunrise. When I come back after watching the sunrise, I will still be the person you are familiar with.'
His lover said this, smiling and hugging him.
Then he waved and got on the bus.
At that time, Cheng Jing was standing outside the school, watching the bus going farther and farther away, and the warmth in his arms gradually dissipated.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a bitterness of parting and an empty feeling in his heart.
He wanted to be with his love forever and never be apart again.
Such a touch further strengthened Cheng Jing's determination to prepare for the exam.
Whenever he was the last one to leave the library and looked back at the gradually dimming lights, he would feel a sense of satisfaction in addition to being tired.
He is fighting for the future of him and his lover.
If you work hard and move forward, you will have a happy future.
His lover was waiting for him at the Beijing Research Institute.
Therefore, the place where his lover is becomes his goal.
Occasionally, in the busy intervals between experiments and studies, Cheng Jing would miss his lover terribly and want to hold her in his arms. Even if they didn't say a word and just quietly felt each other's warmth, he would already be very content and happy.
That warmth and softness is the source of all his peace of mind.
After his lover left him, Cheng Jing suddenly realized that he was so dependent on his lover that he could not bear even a moment and just wanted to be with his lover for the rest of his life.
I don't want to miss even a minute or a second.
But every time Cheng Jing picked up the phone, he would smile bitterly, shake his head and put it down.
He was the culprit who indirectly caused his lover to be slandered by rumors, so how could he disturb his lover's relaxing trip again?
Just be patient for a few days and everything will be fine when your lover comes back.
Cheng Jing thought so and continued to be overwhelmed by the busy experiments.
However, this busy fulfillment and longing for my loved one were completely broken tonight.
The first time Cheng Jing saw the live broadcast on his roommate's tablet, he recognized the young man with knife wounds all over his face.
——That’s his lover!
She is the lover he misses fervently and wants to be with forever!
At that moment, Cheng Jing felt that even his breathing had stopped.
He had used his fingers and kisses to trace his lover's handsome face over and over again, and was familiar with every curve and every inch of skin on that face.
That was... a face that was deeply engraved on his soul.
But the young man who appeared in the live broadcast now was covered with wounds, and his face was covered with knife wounds, looking hideous and terrifying.
Blood rushed from the heart to the brain, Cheng Jing's eyes were red, and he felt as if his heart was being cut into pieces.
He called his lover like crazy, but the phone kept saying it was turned off.
Cheng Jing called his lover's parents regardless of anything, wanting to know about his lover's current situation from them.
He anxiously hoped that the other party could give him a safe answer.
His lover was still waiting for the sun to rise from the horizon with anticipation.
Instead of, instead of...
but--
"Lan Ze... is missing."
On the phone, the voice on the other end choked: "The people in the area said that they have identified the suspect and are tracking him down. Lan Ze, he..."
Before he could finish his words, the other party burst into tears.
Cheng Jing just felt his brain "buzzing" and his mind went blank.
The brain, which is normally able to solve the most difficult problems, is now completely out of control like a child.
I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe.
His heart shattered along with the face of the young man in the live broadcast. The cold wind whistled through the huge hole, making Cheng Jing so cold that he couldn't control his trembling.
He didn't understand why his lover, who was just going out to relax, would encounter such a thing.
Obviously... we agreed on this, didn’t we?
He is still waiting for his lover to come back and smile at him again. They still have tomorrow, and many tomorrows, a future where they will be together forever until death.
But why is it that in just the blink of an eye, all of these are blown away like catkins in the wind?
Cheng Jing couldn't remember what he said to the person on the other end of the phone, nor could he remember how he staggered across the campus, like a wandering soul, aimlessly looking for nowhere to go.
His only place to belong...is no longer here.
Nowhere, no where can I find his whereabouts.
...His, Lanz.
When he came to his senses again, Cheng Jing was already in the laboratory.
He blinked slowly, and the physiological stimulation of his dry eyes caused tears to flow out and moisten his eyes.
Cheng Jing saw the surrounding scene clearly.
This is where he often did experiments with Lan Ze. They worked in the same research group for three years. As a result, they discovered each other's shining souls during their daily interactions and were gradually attracted to each other.
Things remain the same, but people are gone.
Cheng Jing bent his stiff body in pain and buried his face in his hands. His confused brain could not help him think of anything.
But suddenly, a "pop" sound was heard in my ears.
Then, the world outside the palm became dark.
Cheng Jing raised his head slowly, only to find that the laboratory was in darkness and the lights had tripped.
In the dim light, the glassware refracted cold light, and the reagents in the container alternated between red and green.
A chilly atmosphere slowly enveloped the laboratory, making the normally normal scene seem dangerous and creepy.
The faucet that was not closed tightly was still dripping "tick...tick", and the water droplets broke with a crisp sound.
You can hear a pin drop.
Suddenly, the sound of light footsteps was heard from a distance in the corridor.
“Da, da…”
Cheng Jing slowly turned his head and looked outside the laboratory.
…
Lu Xingxing took a lot of effort to find the way down the mountain in the winding forest.
Annan's heart was hanging in the air until he saw a different scene, and then he slowly let go, almost crying for joy.
"Finally, we're finally down the mountain." An Nanyuan was so moved that his eyes filled with tears.
No wonder he reacted so strongly.
The terrain in the mountains was complicated, and it was impossible to tell the direction in the dark, or even whether to go up or down the mountain. In addition, the trees had turned into skeletons, and their original positions kept changing, just like a Qimen Dunjia formation, which made people dizzy and unable to tell the way home.
So, the two of them walked around in the forest again and again. Often, they would just mark a tree, and when they turned around, they would find that the marked tree had appeared in another direction. It was like a maze with no reference points to use.
An Nanyuan almost collapsed.
Lu Xingxing tried hard to convince An Nanyuan to trust him. After all, his products were produced by Haiyun Temple and the quality was guaranteed. On the other hand, his hands were busy calculating and even his movements seemed awkward and unskilled.
Annan was doubting his life and was about to ask Lu Xingxing if it was possible.
Lu Xingxing was optimistic. He never gave up on finding the correct way down the mountain. Whenever he calculated wrong, he would mutter something, and then continue calculating muttering to himself and walk in the opposite direction.
An Nanyuan finally realized why many Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple respected Yan Shixun.
——Because Yan Shixun is really capable!
Instead of doing what Lu Xingxing did, he had to memorize the formula temporarily, and then pick out the required part from it with difficulty and clumsiness!
After the two of them had been lost in the mountains for an unknown amount of time, An Nanyuan felt himself numb when he looked at the road vaguely visible behind the branches.
"Lu Xingxing, are you really a Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple?" An Nanyuan asked with tears in his eyes, choking with sobs, "How can you be so different from Brother Yan!"
Lu Xingxing touched his nose guiltily, coughed, and explained with a stiff upper lip: "Yan, can Brother Yan be the same as me? He has already become a Taoist priest, and I am still just a little Taoist priest who has not yet become a Taoist priest."
"Strictly speaking, Taoists of similar generation as me are still doing odd jobs beside their masters, helping to carry swords and bells. I am already doing pretty well, okay?"
Lu Xingxing unconvinced himself and defended himself: "Do you think Taoist priests are assembly line products? They can be turned out one by one by turning on the machine? Do you know how many books I have to memorize for one subject?"
"Besides, didn't I successfully bring you out?"
Lu Xingxing raised his chin, put his hands on his hips proudly, and said, "Do you know how difficult this is? You have seen those trees on the mountain that have turned into dead bones. They are all moving according to the Qimen Dunjia formation. There are seven dead gates and only one life gate."
"Not only do I have to calculate the exact location of the birth gate, but I also have to be on guard against running into the ghost soldiers I saw before who are borrowing the passage."
As Lu Xingxing was talking, he even marveled at himself: "I am so awesome."
Master! Did you see that? I, your disciple, have made it!
An Nanyuan was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully: "Really?"
He always felt that Lu Xingxing was lying to him.
Lu Xingxing raised his hand in dissatisfaction and patted An Nanyuan on the shoulder. “Nonsense! If you hadn’t met me, even if you were lucky enough to avoid those corpses and ghost soldiers, you would have starved to death just by walking around the mountain.”
Because of the resentment and unwillingness in the hearts of evil spirits, ghost walls often occur in places with strong ghost energy.
Those who stray into the trap are confused and take detours, but cannot find the exit at all. They can only walk the familiar road over and over again in anxiety and despair, and finally are trapped in the trap.
Lu Xingxing could see that the place they had just walked out of was far more dangerous than the Ghost Wall.
Rather than an evil ghost demanding a life, it was more like the formation that Lu Xingxing had seen in the notes of his uncle's master in the temple.
But it was even more ingenious, almost cutting off all life, leaving no possibility of escape.
Lu Xingxing even suspected that the real intention of this formation was to trap the evil spirits from hell, and they were just the unlucky ones who had accidentally walked into it.
Even though Lu Xingxing boasted to An Nanyuan in public, he was secretly uneasy. He knew that with his superficial knowledge which was mediocre and had not even put it into practice, there was no chance for him to find a way out.
But the strange thing is that every time Lu Xingxing wanted to make a decision, there was a mysterious force that subtly guided him in a direction.
It’s like the care of an elder, silent and irresistible, yet full of tenderness.
Lu Xingxing couldn't help but take a step forward and walked in that direction. Then, he suddenly felt enlightened and walked out of the exit.
Lu Xingxing himself was completely confused. After much puzzlement, he happily attributed it to his own talent.
He was just thinking happily when he heard An Nanyuan ask him doubtfully: "Xingxing, there seems to be a glowing circle on your body?"
Lu Xingxing took off his clothes in confusion, stretched his neck as far as he could, and looked in the direction An Nanyuan pointed.
Then, he saw a talisman shining with golden light falling behind him.
After they escaped from the danger in the mountains, the talisman gradually dimmed as if it had accomplished its mission.
Lu Xingxing blinked, and suddenly realized——
When the car accident happened, he rushed to save Bai Shuang in a panic, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Yan Shixun in the front row making hand seals, with golden light shining brightly in the car.
Could it be that the talisman drawn by Yan Shixun fell on his body, allowing him to find the right direction smoothly and walk out of the death formation?
Did the power he just felt come from Yan Shixun?
Lu Xingxing was stunned for a moment, then tried to put on a disdainful expression: "Oh, it was drawn by Brother Yan. Did you see it? This is the bad thing about having a too powerful uncle-in-law, he always cares too much."
But the corners of his lips, which he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried, revealed his true emotions.
Lu Xingxing couldn't hide the pride in her tone: "It's really troublesome to have an uncle-master."
An Nanyuan: “…”
He had a blank expression: Xingxing, before you say that, please press the corners of your mouth.
However, with Yan Shixun's power protecting him secretly, An Nanyuan still felt relieved.
Compared to Lu Xingxing, Yan Shixun made him feel more at ease.
But……
"I don't know where Brother Yan has gone."
An Nanyuan asked worriedly, "Do you think Brother Yan is still on the mountain?"
"What are you thinking about?"
Lu Xingxing sneered and waved his hand: "If Brother Yan was here, he would definitely come out earlier than us."
Even he was indirectly helped by a spell cast by Yan Shixun and found the way out. So could Yan Shixun himself not find it?
"but……"
Lu Xingxing groaned: "We didn't seem to see anyone else on the way out. Did we miss anyone?"
"I just remember that I helped Bai Shuang block some of the debris. It was a huge piece of debris. Tsk, if Bai Shuang was really injured, she would be disfigured."
Lu Xingxing raised his palm nonchalantly, which was still stained with dried blood.
The iron piece that was originally stuck in his palm was pulled out as soon as he woke up, and the cloth was torn off to make a simple hemostatic bandage.
It was not until this time that Lu Xingxing felt that he regretted not having learned enough. When he returns this time, he will definitely learn the hemostatic spell from his master.
——Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a bit embarrassing for him, a Taoist priest, to not be able to use the hemostatic spell?
An Nanyuan also tried hard to recall the scene before he fell into a coma.
The two people tried to piece together the situation of the others when the car accident happened based on the information they knew.
"Do you remember that we stopped once?"
Lu Xingxing racked his brains: "No matter how you think about it, it's not normal for us to appear on the mountain after the car accident. And the only abnormal thing we encountered along the way was that one time."
An Nanyuan also recalled it after his reminder.
Speaking of which, Brother Yan seemed very angry at that time. Not only did he get out of the car himself to bring the director back, he also rejected the request of the newly joined female guest and did not help that person.
As they were talking, they walked down the mountain road and came to the side of the highway.
An Nanyuan was still deep in thought, so he was distracted and didn't look at the road under his feet.
But a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, and pulled back with great force, causing An Nanyuan to stagger and take several steps back.
An Nanyuan looked to the side in shock, and was so scared that he thought there was a ghost nearby that was going to attack him, but he didn't expect that what he saw was Lu Xingxing's serious face.
"Star……"
"Look down."
Before An Nanyuan could finish his question, he was interrupted by Lu Xingxing.
Lu Xingxing frowned and looked ahead of them.
An Nanyuan turned around and looked in confusion.
The next second, his eyes widened in disbelief.
——There was a long black line running across the road and the forest!
If you don't look closely, you might even ignore this black line.
But the endless black line was like a black hole, swallowing up all the light and life. Even the plants around the black line withered and lost their lives, and the land became a dead place.
An Nanyuan watched with his own eyes as a leaf fell from a nearby tree. As soon as it landed next to the black line, it was instantly swallowed up by the darkness, leaving no trace of debris.
That's not a black line, it's clearly a bottomless abyss!
An Nanyuan took a deep breath, a thin and dense chill crawled down his spine, and a sense of fear arose in his heart.
If Lu Xingxing hadn't held him back just now, he would have not seen the black line and would have stepped into it. He would probably have ended up like that fallen leaf!
An Nanyuan's face was frozen, his mind in a mess and he didn't know how to react.
Lu Xingxing frowned, his heart still beating fast.
He was originally unwilling to accept Yan Shixun, who was always mentioned by his master and mentor. He always felt that the care and love of his master and mentor were for him. He was their disciple, so why should Yan Shixun, an outsider, interfere?
But after Yan Shixun escaped death several times, Lu Xingxing gradually became convinced by Yan Shixun.
Even though he refused to admit it, he admired Yan Shixun in his heart.
Although he is about the same age as himself, he has already reached the same level as his master and is respected by other Taoist priests in the temple.
This is the level that he, a man who can't even become a master, envies but cannot reach.
Therefore, Lu Xingxing repeatedly pondered Yan Shixun's style of doing things in his heart. He kept asking himself in his heart, if it was Yan Shixun who was here, what would he do? Why would he do this?
As Lu Xingxing was going down the mountain, he kept replaying the image of Yan Shixun in the past in his mind, thinking: If Yan Shixun were here, he would definitely check for nearby dangers first, and then come out from behind the woods.
After all, trees can be considered as natural barriers that can conceal one's body.
But once he stepped onto the road, he was in full view and would be a target. If there really was a ghost waiting for an opportunity, he wouldn't even have a chance to struggle.
Thinking of this, Lu Xingxing patrolled the surrounding environment vigilantly.
Then he was shocked to find that the road and the forest seemed to be cut by an abyss.
The black line doesn't look wide, but it seems to have no end at all. It is so wide when it looks from a distance, and it is the same when you look closer. It is impossible to judge the situation of the black line with the naked eye.
Almost instinctively, Lu Xingxing grabbed An Nanyuan next to him and pulled him back.
The pebbles kicked up by the friction of the soles of the shoes rolled down the hillside. The two men stood next to the black line and watched the pebbles fall into the black line without even an echo.
...It was like I had merged into the darkness.
The cold wind blew up from below, making An Nanyuan's teeth chatter.
An Nanyuan hesitated and said, "What should we do now? Go back to the mountain?"
But when he thought of the corpses he encountered on the mountain, Annan was extremely reluctant.
There was even a hint of despair in his heart.
I was originally full of hope and ran towards the place I thought might be the place of life, fully believing that I would be saved once I got there.
So no matter how scared and panicked he was, he gritted his teeth and persevered. The belief in his heart supported him to walk down the mountain and find the other people who had lost contact.
However, at this moment, he was so close to life, yet so far away from the abyss.
He was filled with joy, but he didn't expect that what awaited him was only the next despair.
The loss of being nearly rescued and then being cast down is far greater than never seeing the end at all.
The belief that had supported Annanyuan to get here began to waver.
Lu Xingxing snorted coldly, gritting his teeth and said disdainfully: "What a crap thing! I am a Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple, and Yan Shixun is my uncle! You want to embarrass me?"
He pulled An Nanyuan and resolutely walked along the foot of the mountain, trying to find a breakthrough in the long black line.
An Nanyuan, who was following behind Lu Xingxing, even felt in a trance that Lu Xingxing was like a spark that would never go out, burning forever and never despairing.
An Nanyuan blinked slowly, and a wave of warmth spread in his heart.
Despair faded, and motivation returned to every part of my body.
"Looking for the way?"
An Nanyuan said positively: "I think I can do it!"
Lu Xingxing: “?”
He looked back in confusion and saw that the man who had been so dejected just now had become full of energy again.
Lu Xingxing: What happened?
He had no idea that it was his unyielding attitude that moved An Nanyuan.
An Nanyuan pointed at himself confidently and said with a smile: "I won the first place in the children's maze competition. I am good at finding the way."
As for whether or not you can find it...it's better to have a goal in mind than to sit there and wait to die.
Lu Xingxing: “?”
He looked at An Nanyuan, who seemed to be full of energy, and was full of questions.
The audience, who were extremely nervous just now, almost vomited from laughing.
[Children's maze competition... I won the first place in the kindergarten's no-cry nap competition! Isn't it great? Dog head, .jpg]
[Wow, my mother’s stars are so dazzling! This is the star that attracted me in the beginning. It is always bright and dazzling. Stars are well-deserved “stars”! ]
[It seems like he has the flavor of an independent musician. I still remember the scene of him arguing with a group of people in the music competition last year, haha! He directly confused the rapper on the other side, and he was not afraid to diss the whole audience.]
[I was almost scared to death just now! I was so happy to tell my roommate that my brother was finally able to come out. But when I turned around, I saw that they were blocked outside.]
[This is too hopeless. I finally reached the end, but I have to start all over again.]
[Me too, An Nanyuan was really just about to fall into that big pit.]
[I was so scared that I cried so much that half of my pillow was wet. I pulled all the curtains in the house. I was about to have PTSD in the forest. I always felt that there were corpses hidden in those plants.]
[Ahhh, so Brother Yan has been protecting them all along, my Brother Yan, wuwu, Oatmeal is so excited that he doesn’t know what to say, his heart is full of bitterness and wants to burst out.]
[Brother Yan’s split screen is black!!! Qiuqiu sisters, does anyone know what happened to Brother Yan? Can you tell me? I’m so worried that I can’t sleep.]
[After Yan Ge’s split screen went black, I ran to other people’s split screens, hoping to see if anyone knew anything, but it seemed like no one knew anything… I felt hopeless.]
[Huh? That's weird. I see Zhao Zhen is on the road. Why are Lu Xingxing and the others standing on the side of the road, but I can't see Zhao Zhen and the others?]
Branches brushed past the two of them as they walked along the edge of the tangled woods, not caring when the plants occasionally brushed past them.
The split-screen shot was blocked and bright from time to time, and the audience in front of the camera was quickly drawn back to focus, watching the two people attentively looking for a way out.
Many people prayed silently in their hearts: Let these two people leave smoothly and safely.
Lu Xingxing felt that his legs were numb, but he still couldn't see the end of the black line.
He felt like a bug placed on the edge of a flowerpot, crawling in circles, not knowing that the circular path had no end and no way back. Every step he took brought him one step closer to death.
Lu Xingxing gritted his teeth, and despite the adversity, his eyes sparkled with dazzling light.
——The ghost wants him to die, but he refuses to do so!
Young and rebellious, that's him! How about that? He doesn't believe that he can't find a way out and save An Nanyuan!
Because there was someone in need of protection next to him, a raging fire burned in Lu Xingxing's heart.
This emotion also infected An Nanyuan and supported him to keep going.
Two people supported each other in the dead and gloomy forest and walked towards an unknown way of life.
It’s easy to lose your sense of space when you don’t know how long you’ve been walking and don’t have time or reference points to judge distance.
But one thing Annanyuan was very sure of was that he had walked so much that the soles of his feet were aching and even his calves were numb and had lost all feeling.
Just when he was so tired that his eyes were half closed, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.
An Nanyuan was alerted and looked over quickly.
——On the road on the other side of the black line, a sturdy figure was walking slowly.
On his back, there was an even slimmer figure.
An Nanyuan looked hard for a long time before he remembered why these two figures looked so familiar.
It seems to be Zhao Zhen and Song Ci!
Because he had lived in the same room with Song Ci, An Nanyuan had a deep memory of his temper as a young master, and was also familiar with Song Ci's figure.
He felt that he couldn't be wrong.
An Nanyuan immediately poked Lu Xingxing with his elbow excitedly: "Xingxing, look!"
Lu Xingxing looked in the direction puzzledly, and then became excited.
But he quickly calmed down: "Wait, maybe it's an illusion or a mirage."
Lu Xingxing looked at the two figures on the road vigilantly and did not call out casually.
What if he shouted loudly and attracted those ghosts and evil spirits?
On the road, Zhao Zhen carried the young master on his back without complaint. He would stop from time to time and carry the young master back when he was about to slide down.
Song Ci gritted his teeth: "Zhao Zhen you are an idiot!"
Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly: "Yes, yes, I was wrong."
He originally thought that the figure lying motionless on the road was Lu Xingxing, so he rushed to rescue him. However, when he got closer, he found that it was actually a dead body!
But by the time Zhao Zhen reacted, it was too late.
The corpse immediately grabbed his calf and opened its jaws to tear off his flesh.
Just then, Song Ci suddenly rushed over with a piece of broken iron in his hand, stabbed it directly into the corpse's crown, and then dragged Zhao Zhen away.
Zhao Zhen was not injured, but Song Ci was hit in the leg bone by the struggling and wailing corpse, and his face turned pale with pain.
Zhao Zhen was filled with guilt, so he continued walking with the young master on his back, so as not to torture his delicate legs and feet any further.
When Song Ci thought about what had just happened, he became furious.
He waved his claws and patted Zhao Zhen's hair: "Do you dare to see clearly before you come closer? Do you dare? The two balls under your eyebrows are decorations, right? You can take off the eyes you don't want and give them to Jing Xiaobao as marbles!"
Zhao Zhen's hair stood on end from being tickled, but he didn't dare to say a word in rebuttal.
——The delicate cat is really furious and is already very angry. It’s better not to add fuel to the fire.
Zhao Zhen: I don’t know how Lu Xingxing is doing. Alas... Brother, for you, I was scratched by a furious cat. It was very kind of me.
…
Clearly pronounced words came out from Yan Shixun's lips and turned into golden words when scattered in the air. The talismans formed a golden ring that surrounded him, and the golden light illuminated the surrounding land.
All the ghosts illuminated by the golden light immediately wailed silently, turned into ashes in pain, and fell back into the sea of blood.
On the road that Yan Shixun walked on, the sea of blood turned into solid land again, and the ghost energy burned away in wisps.
Just like Moses parting the sea, he is the only light in the stinking darkness.
But in places where the light could not reach, more evil ghosts were wailing and desperately stretching out their hand bones, pointing to the sky, trying to break free and drag innocent people into hell.
Even the edges of the light were slowly being eroded by the ghostly energy, becoming broken.
It's like a round-robin battle, with only one ghost exorcist and countless evil ghosts.
The ghost energy was slowly consuming Yan Shixun's strength.
But his brows were calm and he walked forward along the boulevard with firm steps.
Ye Li caught a glimpse of the sweat on Yan Shixun's forehead, and calmly held his hand, placing his slender and slightly cool fingers on his meridians.
In an instant, a powerful force rushed into Yan Shixun's meridians, and the refreshing coolness was like a snowy mountain stream, instantly washing away the previous fatigue and irritability.
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Ye Li in surprise.
His meridians were receptive to this power well, as if they were naturally one with it, without any rejection, but rather welcoming it with joy.
His body acknowledged Ye Li before he did.
Yan Shixun wanted to ask, but suddenly stopped.
——He realized that this power was different from the power of all the Taoist priests or ghost exorcists he had come into contact with before.
This is an extremely yin ghost energy that does not contain any yang energy.
If an ordinary person stood here and accepted the power of Ye Li, he would only die due to the invasion of ghost energy.
Only he, because the evil spirit has entered his bones, has been coexisting with the ghost energy. He has long been accustomed to the ghost energy and even uses it for his own benefit.
Yan Shixun paused slightly.
"What's wrong?" Ye Li asked in a deep voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"
He placed his cool fingertips on Yan Shixun's wrist, and said with a reassuring strength: "Leave it to me then."
Yan Shixun came back to his senses.
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and shook his head slowly: "No."
"The ghost energy is gathering in front."
His eyes were as bright as knives: "That is where everything is rooted."
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