Chapter 173 Jinjiang
The voice that echoed firmly in the laboratory was one that Lan Ze was all too familiar with.
The gentle and magnetic voice of his lover once firmly supported Lan Ze and helped him persevere through the rumors on campus. She also stayed by his side for the past thousand days and nights, patiently encouraging and guiding him.
Whenever I think of it, it is a time so happy that it is almost like a dream.
In the butcher knife and the simple, dim hut, Lan Ze couldn't remember how many times he fainted from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and held on because of the voice of his lover calling him echoing in his mind.
He doesn't want to die.
He knew that someone was waiting for him and someone had promised him a lifetime.
But every time Lan Ze woke up, he was only faced with even more brutal torture.
The repeated pain between life and death made Lan Ze's obsession deepen again and again, and the resentment and unwillingness were firmly engraved in his soul.
Even...deep enough to attract ghost spirits.
But when Lan Ze once again heard his lover calling his name, he did not feel happy as he had imagined, nor did he let go of his obsession.
He stood outside the laboratory door in a daze.
The white palms couldn't stop shaking, but he couldn't stretch out his hands to push open the door no matter what.
Lan Ze was afraid that once he saw his beloved, he would not be able to leave.
He was afraid that the negative emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart, and the love that made him want to be with Cheng Jing forever, would become the heaviest shackles, dragging Cheng Jing, who originally had a great life, into the hell where he was.
He loves him...but how can he be so selfish?
Lan Ze was shaking almost to pieces outside the door.
But inside the laboratory, Cheng Jing, who was separated by a door, gradually calmed down from his original confusion, and his originally panicked heart calmed down.
Cheng Jing held the door handle with his hand, his lowered brows showing infinite tenderness.
"Lan Ze, I know it's you. You came back to see me."
Cheng Jing asked softly, "Since you are here, why don't you let me see you?"
"Are you... resenting me?"
He sighed with guilt, "I'm sorry, Xiaoze, I didn't know what happened. I didn't even confirm your safety because I was afraid of disturbing you. If, if I could find out earlier..."
If so, you wouldn’t disappear or be killed?
Cheng Jing could not describe how turbulent and broken his soul was when he heard the words choked by Lan Ze's parents.
He went crazy looking for news about the time, but every report he found led the incident to a worse situation as he followed the clues of the case.
The rewarded vehicle and the middle-aged man, the bloodstains and butcher knife mentioned in the news...
Each of these made Cheng Jing's soul feel as if it was in the flames of hell, suffering from the burning of guilt and pain all the time.
"No matter how hard I look, I can't find you, Ozawa."
Cheng Jing whispered, "I called everyone and asked everyone who might know where you were. If I hadn't suddenly been unable to leave Bin University, I would have wanted to go find you myself."
"I can't help but imagine the worst possible scenario, but Xiaoze... you didn't come back to see me. Not once before."
Cheng Jing sighed with sadness in his eyes, "I waited so long for you, but you didn't even want me to see you. Are you really resentful of me?"
I resented that I failed to protect you, causing you to be unjustly accused, and that I failed to care about your safety and rescue you in time.
If I hadn't given you time and freedom, hadn't indulged in experiments and learning, but had paid attention to your situation all the time, would I have known about your disappearance, right?
Can it save you before you suffer something even more terrible?
A trace of surprise flashed across Lan Ze's face. He forgot his confused mood just now and hurriedly explained: "No!"
It's not your fault! How could I blame you?
You are the obsession that I can't let go of even if I die... my, Cheng Jing.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lan Ze was stunned.
Cheng Jing inside the door smiled and said, "Xiao Ze."
His voice was gentle, just like every time he coaxed his lover, as if they had never been apart.
"Open the door, Xiaoze...let me see you."
Cheng Jing smiled bitterly: "Is there any more terrible punishment than you being just outside the door and I can't touch you?"
Lan Ze couldn't help trembling, his eyes were full of tears, and his throat was so sore that he couldn't utter any simple syllables.
He wanted to explain, wanted to tell his lover to forget him and continue moving forward with their dreams.
There are reports that have not been completed, experiments that have not yet produced results, and their three years of hard work...
Although he is regretfully unable to fulfill his dream personally and witness the moment when the results are announced, his lover can continue to move forward on his behalf and complete the future they once whispered in the empty laboratory on that sunny afternoon.
He wanted to say that he was already so ugly and hideous, so he didn't want his lover to see his current face and destroy the good image of himself in his lover's heart.
He still had a lot of things he wanted to tell his lover, telling him to put on more clothes when it was cold, take care of himself, and not stay up late for experiments...
But all the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat and I couldn't utter a single word.
Lan Ze's eyes were filled with tears and his soul was shaken violently.
Cheng Jing was still calling his lover's name gently.
"As long as I'm with you."
He suddenly laughed, his drooping eyebrows showing a firm tenderness: "I can go to hell."
This short sentence was the final blow that crushed Lan Ze's already fragile defense.
In an instant, the entire defense line collapsed and the enemy was defeated.
The soft heart beat violently and powerfully in the ugly and hideous bloody skull's chest.
Lan Ze finally plucked up his courage again, reached out his hand, touched the laboratory door, and gently turned the doorknob.
“Crack… snap.”
The door slowly opened.
Cheng Jing raised his head, held his breath quietly, waiting for his lover to appear in front of him. His uncontrollable smile revealed his inner excitement and joy.
Outside the door, the young man was wearing the same clothes he wore when he left. He stood tall, with a bright and clear look and the calm and bookish air of a scholar.
Cheng Jing's Adam's apple rolled, and the words he was about to say were suddenly stuck in his throat.
He blinked, but his eyes were full of blurry water.
Lan Ze raised the corners of his lips with difficulty, trying to smile to his long-lost lover.
But tears burst out from my eyes first.
The tear of blood that had accumulated in the corner of Lan Ze's eye slowly flowed down his cheek.
"Cheng...Jing."
Lan Ze choked up: "I'm back."
Cheng Jing opened his arms, took two steps forward and gently embraced his lover in his arms.
But the man who was usually gentle and indifferent was like a ferocious lion at this moment, holding his lost and found lover tightly in his arms with such strength that he almost crushed Lan Ze. He wanted to cut open his chest, and protected his beloved in his flesh and blood, not letting anyone or anything have the chance to hurt him again.
Even the most indifferent scholar has a tough and fierce side. For the sake of the one he loves, he is willing to stand up to all dangers.
Lan Ze bumped into the warm chest, and the familiar temperature made his past memories surge up instantly.
Beauty and hope wash away the resentment and unwillingness in the heart of the soul who died with hatred.
His long eyelashes trembled, and blood and tears stained their eyelashes. Then he slowly closed his eyes and let himself be warmed by the body temperature of his lover again.
"Cheng Jing..."
In the despair of death, you are the only light that guides me.
Ghostly energy surged, a sea of blood raged, and hideous ghost faces emerged from the ground with dry bones and arms, trying to pull the world into hell.
Dead bodies and skeletons were wandering in the buildings. The dark Binda campus had become a playground for evil spirits. The students were trembling with fear.
The lovers, separated by death, finally embraced each other again.
Nothing could block the kiss between their breaths. Life and death lost their meaning at this moment.
…
However, in the laboratory with a cozy atmosphere, there is another Zhang Wubing hiding in the cabinet.
He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and prepared himself to rush out to save the young man when he was about to commit suicide. Unexpectedly, the situation took a sudden turn for the worse, and the originally horrific scene turned into a long-awaited reunion expressing love.
Director Zhang Wubing was stunned.
Director Zhang Wubing had a dead look in his eyes: I'm really sorry that I have no experience in love, this touches on my blind spot of knowledge.
He sighed tiredly, and relaxed in the closet.
But this slight noise was caught by Lan Ze in front of the laboratory door.
Lan Ze looked around vigilantly, worried that something might come to disturb his reunion with Cheng Jing.
"Who is it?" Lan Ze asked.
In an instant, Zhang Wubing's hair stood up.
Because of the angle, he couldn't see Lan Ze behind the cabinet at all. He could only judge the situation outside based on the sound. Naturally, he didn't know that the evil spirit he thought would hurt people was the young man who saved him in his strange dream.
Zhang Wubing's heart was trembling and he secretly groaned, wishing he could slap himself twice for being so careless.
He was anxiously hesitating whether to go out on his own initiative, perhaps he could still have a chance of survival. What if the evil ghost was in a good mood?
But he quickly rejected this naive idea.
No, no, no, how could there be a ghost in a good mood? He was not his brother Yan, who could use physical means to make ghosts "in a good mood", nor was he like Jing Xiaobao, who had a completely different definition of "in a good mood".
If he really went out like this, he would probably be torn to pieces by the ghosts outside.
But if I stay here and wait for that evil spirit to come...
After all, the laboratory is so small. If the evil spirit knew that he was in the laboratory, it would only be a matter of time before he found him.
Just thinking about the process of waiting for death was enough to suffocate Zhang Wubing.
He was torn between his conscience and his desires, and he wanted to cry but had no tears. He frantically called out Yan Shixun's name.
The next moment, it was as if Yan Shixun heard the call for help from him.
"I didn't expect there are still living people here."
Yan Shixun's voice came from outside the laboratory, with a youthful sharpness.
Zhang Wubing, who was originally as timid as a dog, suddenly had bright eyes and was so excited that he almost wanted to cry.
But he ignored the fact that the voice of Yan Shixun coming from outside was slightly different from the familiar voice in his impression.
The young Yan Shixun took a long step, casually shook off the bloody and broken meat hanging on the tree branch in his hand, and walked from the end of the corridor.
"I originally thought that the center of the ghost energy should be the evil spirits related to the underworld. But looking at this..."
Yan Shixun looked at the two people standing in front of the laboratory door, a smile appeared on his lips, and he sneered: "New zombie."
Cheng Jing vigilantly placed Lan Ze behind him, blocking the oncoming person.
Although he didn't know Yan Shixun, he could see how dangerous this man was.
The platinum coat was stained with blood, but the simple branch in his hand looked like a sharp sword. Blood dripped from it, leaving a trail in the corridor.
The visitor had an aura of formidable strength, and was making hand gestures, as if he was ready to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts at any time.
Considering the fact that his lover has now become a ghost... Cheng Jing's heart sank.
But before Cheng Jing could ask, the visitor spoke first.
"I am not interested in the new zombie behind you, and I have no intention of interfering in the cause and effect of other people."
The young Yan Shixun raised his neat chin and asked Cheng Jing, "How about you, do you need me to rescue you?"
"No need." Cheng Jing said cautiously, "Just pretend you didn't see us."
The young Yan Shixun nodded casually.
Zhang Wubing next to him was a little anxious: "Brother Yan, that man was kidnapped by an evil ghost, are you really not going to save him?"
"Didn't he say he didn't need it?"
Yan Shixun said casually: "Do I look like a kind-hearted person? Do I have to help others even when they don't need it? That's called making things worse."
"This is his own choice..."
The young Yan Shixun calmly cast his gaze towards Cheng Jing and looked at him from a distance: "So he will bear the consequences alone."
"But, New Zombie, I have something to ask you."
Yan Shixun looked past Cheng Jing and towards Lan Ze behind him, his eyes sharp as a knife: "What's going on with Binda's ghost energy?"
Unlike Cheng Jing who didn't know Yan Shixun, Lan Ze had seen Yan Shixun.
He remembered it very clearly. He tracked the middle-aged man all the way to the highway. The ghost energy nourished his broken body. The moment he completely merged with the ghost energy, he gained the power of the ghost energy and resurrected. Driven by hatred, he strangled the middle-aged man's neck.
The vehicle lost control and crashed onto the side of the road.
At the same time, the ghost energy took effect. The moment the middle-aged man died, the death energy was like a nail that hammered into place, firmly fixing the Yin Road on the road.
The middle-aged man's body and the vehicle were pulled into the Yin Road, trapped in hell forever.
Also trapped was a convoy that was inexplicably pulled into the dark road.
Lan Ze, who had no knowledge of ghosts and gods before his death, didn't know how to save the convoy.
Although he gained strength from the ghost energy, he was also clearly aware that he was captured by the ghost energy.
He was lost in the abyss of darkness, drowned in the hell of evil spirits, and saw no hope of salvation.
But because of this, Lan Ze realized that there were endless evil spirits and ghosts moving forward on the Yin Road, and they would mercilessly kill all living people who blocked their way.
In desperation, Lan Ze had to stop the convoy by force.
Even if these people were injured in the car accident, they still had a chance of survival. But if they were really hit by the Yin soldiers passing through, they would definitely die.
When he stopped in front of a car, Lan Ze saw a figure through the car window that made him alert.
...No, two.
The handsome and sharp-looking young man looked at him with astonished eyes, as if he wanted to say something.
However, the tall figure beside the young man made Lan Ze feel awe deep in his soul.
He had clearly merged with the ghost energy, and as the ghost energy engulfed him he also gained the enormous power of the ghost energy, but when facing that tall figure, he still felt so small.
At that moment, Lan Ze felt like a prisoner standing at the trial stand. The heavy pressure made him dare not even look up at the person above him. He could only wait anxiously for the voice from above to judge the good and evil in his life.
The soul is clearly visible.
The feeling of being seen through made Lan Ze feel scared, and he almost wanted to turn around and retreat.
In the midst of panic, he also became more determined to rush to his lover's side immediately.
But Lan Ze didn't expect that he would see those two figures again on the Bin University campus.
He was worried that the two men came to stop him, so he let the ghost energy surge and took the opportunity to look for Cheng Jing.
Can……
Lan Ze looked at Yan Shixun, and despair and pain in his heart began to rise.
This person still found him.
Would he be killed, like in those movies he occasionally watched while alive?
After all, humans and ghosts are different. He did such a thing and posed a threat to life on the Binhai University campus.
This person won't let me go...
"At first I thought there was something wrong with the coffin lecture hall, and the things suppressed below escaped. But the ghost energy is so strong that it is no different from the underworld."
The young Yan Shixun looked directly at Lan Ze and asked calmly, word by word, "You are the one who brought these ghost spirits. Not only have they built a false world, they are also infiltrating into reality, endangering the lives and souls of tens of thousands of people."
"If these people die because of you, the karma you will bear will probably be enough to keep you in hell for thousands of years."
Yan Shixun glanced up and down at Lan Ze and saw that Lan Ze's soul was gradually being polluted by ghost energy and sins, becoming turbid.
But originally, this was a pure soul that had never committed any sin and was supposed to be taken away by the underworld to be reincarnated.
"You still have the possibility of reincarnation. Don't make the wrong decision and let yourself regret and suffer for the next few thousand years."
The young Yan Shixun calmly advised: "It's still not too late for you to save it now."
The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.
Since the evil spirit was brought by this young man, the solution lies with him.
Moreover, along the way, Yan Shixun also discovered something.
——This guy Zhang Wubing can be called an automatic navigation system.
The experimental building is the place with the most ghostly aura in the entire campus. After Yan Shixun and Zhang Wubing stepped through the gate, they found that the entire ground was as sticky and soft as a swamp. If they stepped in without any protective measures, they would be swallowed up by the ghostly aura and dragged into the bloody hell.
If Yan Shixun had not been holding a spell in his hand at all times, alert to the dangers around him, he and Zhang Wubing would have been two dried bones in a sea of blood.
As Zhang Wubing led the way, the ghostly aura became thicker the further they moved forward, and the more evil spirits and dead bodies appeared in their way.
The young Yan Shixun picked up anything he could and used it as a weapon. The dead bodies of evil spirits fell behind them one by one, with blood and flesh splattered all over the walls and the shed, making it look like a murder scene.
In the end, Zhang Wubing led him to the door of this laboratory.
In view of Zhang Wubing's "great achievements", and the fact that he could sense that his future "self" was approaching here, the young Yan Shixun could be sure that the new zombie in front of him was the key to solving everything.
What's more, the ghostly aura emanating from the new ghost was so powerful and rich that it had completely deviated from his original identity as a new ghost, making him weird and conspicuous.
The young Yan Shixun wanted to resolve all of this before his future "self" arrived, so that there would be time left for him and his future "self".
And the most important thing is...the desire to win!
The thought of being able to defeat his future self made the young Yan Shixun feel happy just by thinking about it.
But this happy mood did not last for two seconds, and he suddenly realized from the expression on the new zombie's face that "you know me."
Yan Shixun frowned slightly: "You have seen my face, no, you know the abilities I have, so you are afraid that I can exorcise ghosts."
"But I'm pretty sure I haven't seen you."
Yan Shixun's brain was working so fast that he reacted almost as soon as the words came out of his mouth, and said with certainty: "What you saw was the future 'me'."
"Your death is not in the time I am in, but in the same time and space as my future self."
Yan Shixun suddenly understood: "So the ghost energy did not affect the time I was shrinking in, but it caused a greater crisis to the future time and space. The future "me" will return to this time point because of you."
Although he didn't know what was going on between the two people, the young Yan Shixun quickly guessed the whole truth.
The new zombie died in the future, and returned to Binda because of his obsession. However, because of his subconscious desire to see his old friends alive, he split time and reality into two parts. The world constructed by ghost energy sealed the unreal time.
But the future "self" follows the new zombie and is also drawn into the world constructed by ghost energy.
Although no one knows why the new ghost controls the rich ghost energy comparable to the underworld, the world constructed by the ghost energy changes according to the will of the new ghost, going back in time and solidifying a certain time point in the past.
Coincidentally, he is a student of Binhai University and has memories of it in the past.
Therefore, this time point was affected by the future "self" entering the ghost world and was determined at the most profound time point in "one's" memory.
That is...my current self.
The young Yan Shixun's thoughts raced as he pieced the fragments together and quickly approached the truth.
This also explains why all the students except him and Zhang Wubing were dragged into the ghost world in the form of souls, while he and Zhang Wubing were living people.
Because your future self is right here.
……etc.
If this inference is followed, then Zhang Wubing in the future should also be pulled into the ghost world and follow the new zombie.
Why would his future self be with Zhang Wubing? They were just ordinary roommates, and he didn't think he would continue to live with Zhang Wubing as long as they changed dormitories or graduated.
So, what other reason could have connected them? Could it be this magical physique that was like automatic navigation?
The young Yan Shixun cast a puzzled look at Zhang Wubing beside him.
Zhang Wubing blinked blankly and tilted his head: "???"
Lan Ze, who was standing opposite, was shocked.
He didn't expect that Yan Shixun had already deduced all the truth without him explaining a word.
Can……
Lan Ze pursed his lips and whispered, "I can't do it."
"……Feel sorry."
Soft hair fell down, blocking Lan Ze's eyes. He showed a frustrated look: "I have already been trapped in hell and can't save myself."
"And...how can I save others?"
"I don't know how to get rid of these evil spirits."
There was a trace of confusion in Lan Ze's eyes: "When I died, I happened to encounter a whole team of evil ghosts. By the time I reacted, I had already merged with the ghost energy. I and those evil ghosts and ghosts became the same destination."
"But, there are still people I want to see, I can't just leave with them."
As Lan Ze spoke, he held Cheng Jing's hands even tighter.
"I have a selfish heart and it is me who brought danger. If you want to punish me for this, I have no objection."
The ghost who died with hatred still had obsession in his heart and traveled across the entire Binhai City to look for his lover. The obsession was so deep and the emotions were so heavy that even the gloomy underworld was mobilized. The dark road followed the ghost's footsteps, from the suburbs to the highway, and from the highway to Binhai University.
However, when the ghost sees the person he loves, his heart is fulfilled, and the obsession naturally fades away.
The power that was originally able to lead the Yin Road was dissipated as a result.
The powerful force that had supported Lan Ze to get here disappeared the moment he met Cheng Jing.
At this time, he was just a ghost trapped in the ghost energy and unable to save himself. He was unable to help Yan Shixun, so Yin Lu was led away from Binhai University again.
Lan Ze looked at Yan Shixun and felt guilty.
Cheng Jing held his lover's hand tightly, trying to give him a little support.
The constant flow of heat passed through his palms, calming Lan Ze's originally anxious heart.
He turned his head and smiled at his lover.
The young Yan Shixun frowned as he watched the two interacting in front of him.
Sworn brothers? The karma entangled between them is deep enough.
But that was someone else's private matter, and Yan Shixun had no interest in interfering.
Besides, now that things have happened, it is more important to resolve the crisis than to reprimand something that has become a foregone conclusion.
The young Yan Shixun turned his head to look out the window.
The Binda campus, which had sunk into darkness, was now completely occupied by ghostly auras.
Evil spirits are rampant wherever you look.
The originally hard ground turned into a bloody swamp. Corpses crawled out from the sea of blood and crawled from the road to various buildings.
There were cries of terror from all sides.
Even though they were far away, I could still hear from the sounds carried by the wind how terrified those people were and how they were praying that someone would come to save them.
Even though the young Yan Shixun knew that this was not reality and that those souls might not suffer fatal injuries in reality even if they died here, he still could not ignore the screams.
Now that the new zombie that originally led the ghost energy has lost its leading role, is there any way to stop the ghost energy from continuing to spread and erode the Bin University campus?
The young Yan Shixun's mind was working rapidly. The vast historical books he had read, the scenes he had seen while traveling across the country, every word Li Chengyun had said to him... all the scenes quickly emerged in his mind, and he tried to find a way to deal with the crisis at this moment.
But the next second, the young Yan Shixun's eyes sharpened, as if he realized something, and he quickly turned to look at the corridor on the other side.
Before everyone and the ghosts could react, the young Yan Shixun rushed out nimbly, chanting spells in a low voice. Circles of golden words appeared on the branches in his hands, turning the originally fragile branches into the sharpest weapons.
The branch in his hand quickly pointed to the bend in the corridor, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
The buzzing sound of breaking through the air continued, frightening those who saw it.
but……
“Clang!”
The golden light spread out in circles like ripples, and the branch that was swung over with great force was blocked by something on the other side.
The strong branches that were originally blessed by the talisman were broken inch by inch and turned into powder in front of the young Yan Shixun.
He gritted his teeth and looked to the side unwillingly.
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows slightly and was looking at him with a smile.
Look calm.
It was as if he had anticipated this scene.
"I didn't expect to be able to see my past self. There are all kinds of things under the avenue."
The ink-black coat flew in the air as Yan Shixun raised his hand to block it, and the corners of the coat fluttered violently, with an astonishing momentum.
Yan Shixun's eyes slid across the young face in front of him, and he sighed, "Just as I guessed, even if the ghost energy obscured your divination power, you can still find this place by other means."
"Borrowing the attraction between us? Or is it?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Wubing who was running over from the other side of the corridor, with understanding in his eyes: "He has a minor illness."
Seeing that his first attack missed, the young Yan Shixun no longer tried to attack.
He casually threw away the remaining branches in his hand and snorted, "I didn't expect that my future self would actually have a good relationship with that little idiot Zhang Wubing. Xiaobing - what kind of a name is that?"
"Brother Yan!"
Zhang Wubing ran over anxiously from a distance and saw Yan Shixun, whom he was familiar with, standing at the corner of the corridor with his back to him, as if talking to someone on the other side.
When he ran a few more steps, another face of Yan Shixun appeared in his gradually widening field of vision!
Although Yan Shixun seemed calmer, like a torrent that had settled down, the clothes he wore were more mature, with a black shirt and ink-colored coat that brought a strong and unoffensive aura.
But that was the same face as Yan Shixun's.
The sword was sheathed, but its sharpness made people even more frightened.
Before Zhang Wubing could figure out what was going on, his footsteps suddenly braked, making a harsh sound on the ground.
This attracted several people to look at him.
Zhang Wubing was stunned: Who am I? Where am I? What should I do? Why are there two Brother Yans? Is this the real Monkey King set?
His mind was numb and couldn't work anymore.
But Yan Shixun, who was standing opposite each other, had already seen through everything.
The young Yan Shixun nonchalantly withdrew his gaze from Zhang Wubing. He looked at his future self with a critical eye, his eyes sharp and bright.
It's like a knife without a sheath, so sharp that no one can approach it.
"I am so disappointed. I never thought that I would become a useless person in the future. I can't even handle this kind of thing, and I let the ghost energy come to me, affecting the entire campus."
The young Yan Shixun sneered and uttered two syllables mercilessly: "Incompetent."
Yan Shixun knew his past self very well. He looked at the handsome face in the mirror that he had seen countless times but now looked even more handsome, and smiled softly.
"Have you thought of a solution to my past?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and made a gesture to leave: "Since you are able to do this, I will leave now. I will leave this place to you."
"Oh, you probably don't know yet."
Yan Shixun smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "The underworld collapsed, the evil spirits escaped, and all the evil spirits and ghost energy in hell are here. If you can't stop it in time, those things will soon spread from underground. By then, it will not be Binhai University that will be affected, but the entire Binhai City."
"come on."
Yan Shixun "encouraged" his younger self without any emotion or warmth.
——But whether it sounds or is seen by the world, it sounds more like a mockery and a counterattack to the word "incompetence" just now.
Yan Shixun: I never bear grudges, because I usually take revenge on the spot:)
Young Yan Shixun: “…………”
"grass!"
He cursed viciously, gnashing his teeth, looking at Yan Shixun with eyes as sharp as a knife: "You did it on purpose."
Yan Shixun smirked: "No, I'm incompetent."
Young Yan Shixun: “…………”
Ye Li beside Yan Shixun: “…………”
Ye Li looked completely numb.
His eyes swept across the two very similar faces, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times, with a complicated expression.
But in the end, I forced myself to stand there and do nothing.
If someone else scolded him as a ghost exorcist, he would make them regret it.
But... the problem now is that "Yan Shixun" is scolding Yan Shixun.
What should he do?
Ye Li blinked slowly, and in the tense atmosphere between the two Yan Shixun, he silently took a step back and left the battlefield to them.
The young Yan Shixun seemed really angry at Yan Shixun. He never expected that his future "self" would have such a personality.
He wanted to say something else, but quickly forced himself to adjust his emotions, going from angry to calm in a second.
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, his attitude calm.
That's why he said this without worrying about the consequences, and that's why he didn't meet his past self right away.
The young me was too sharp. If he considered me an enemy, the added resistance would be huge.
But now, letting the younger self find the truth on his own will allow the other person to become his helper.
Because Yan Shixun knew.
——One thing that has never changed is his sense of responsibility towards ordinary people.
I don't tell fortunes or look at feng shui, I just catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits in times of crisis, and pull desperate lives out of danger.
Once my past self realized the seriousness of the matter, solving the problem and saving lives would become the top priority, overriding everything else.
He will cooperate with him.
Yan Shixun smiled, looking at his younger self, feeling confident.
"Tell me what you know."
The young Yan Shixun's eyes were solemn: "Right now, the ghost energy is only in the world constructed by the ghost energy, but if we can't find a way to stuff the ghost energy back into the underworld or guide it to an uninhabited place, then the ghost energy will inevitably leak into reality with this as the center."
The Binhai University campus is located in the center of Binhai City.
By then, the entire Binhai City with a population of tens of millions will be corroded by ghost energy, and will be dragged into hell by evil spirits amid fear and screams.
There is no longer any boundary between the human world and hell.
In this catastrophe, countless lives will be lost and countless families will be torn apart.
Yan Shixun would not allow this to happen.
Before everything starts... he will intercept all the evil spirits and ghost energy!
Yan Shixun looked at his past self with deep eyes: "I myself am the best solution."
“It’s you too.”
The evil spirit has entered the bones.
Using human body to carry ghost energy.
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