Chapter 208 Jinjiang
Zhao Zhen anxiously passed Lu Xingxing and rushed straight towards Nantian who was lying on the bed.
Lu Xingxing was hit on the shoulder, but he didn't react at all. He just stared blankly at Nantian, who seemed to have been placed here after his death. His body temperature also dropped sharply, and his hands and feet became cold.
how so……
The master's aunt had just lent her strength to him, and he had solemnly promised her that with him around, no one else in the program crew would get hurt.
But in the moment he turned around, Nantian was actually dead? Dead? ?
Because Lu Xingxing had to take a shower after dark, he turned off his split-screen live broadcast and never thought of turning it on again. Zhao Zhen also turned off his split-screen because he was worried that he would see Lu Xingxing's disheveled appearance.
Therefore, the audience can’t see the specific situation in the room now, and can only hear the exclamations coming from the main screen.
They couldn't help but feel anxious and worried. They didn't know what had happened in Nantian that would make the usually cautious Zhao Zhen so panicked.
Zhao Zhen rushed over so fast that his knee hit the foot of the bed before he stopped, but he had no time to take care of himself. Instead, he eagerly reached out to feel Nantian's breath.
When he felt the warm breath, Zhao Zhen's heart, which had been clenched into a ball, finally relaxed.
Only then did he realize that he was so nervous that he even forgot to breathe.
Zhao Zhen quickly took a breath and went to check Nantian's pulse.
Since Zhao Zhen debuted, he has been in various crews. In order to study the role, he has learned a lot of skills. Although he is not proficient, he knows a little bit and can apply it in life.
After holding his breath and calming down, and feeling the weak but steady pulse under his fingertips, Zhao Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief. His body, which had been half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, collapsed on the edge, feeling weak after extreme tension.
He turned around tiredly but gratefully, and said to Lu Xingxing who was still standing blankly at the door: "Don't worry, the person is still alive."
"but……"
Zhao Zhen turned his head and looked at Nantian lying on the bed, frowning.
He didn't understand why Nantian became like this.
He cannot be woken up and seems to have no perception of the outside world, like a vegetable.
But Nantian looked so peaceful and comfortable, as if he had found a happy place. His sleeping position also seemed to be specially adjusted, and those chrysanthemums...
Zhao Zhen bent down and took the bunch of chrysanthemums that were placed on Nantian's abdomen.
If it weren't for the fact that these chrysanthemums were in the same position as Nantian sleeping in the coffin, he and Lu Xingxing wouldn't have had the preconceived idea that Nantian was dead.
However, the moment the chrysanthemums left the southern sky, the originally beautiful flowers began to wither and fade rapidly, and the slender petals curled and shrank.
Zhao Zhen watched helplessly as the chrysanthemums turned into powder in his hands. The wind blew in through the open window, and the powder fluttered down.
There was nothing left in his hands.
Zhao Zhen didn't expect this to happen. He was confused for a moment and looked down at Nantian in a daze.
When Zhao Zhen said that Nantian was still alive, Lu Xingxing fell towards the door frame as if exhausted, barely supporting his body which was as soft as noodles.
He was like a family member waiting outside the operating room, wanting to make sure the person he cared about was safe, but afraid to lift the lid and see the result, fearing that it would be a result he did not want to face.
It wasn't until other people brought good news that he finally broke free from his self-torture.
Lu Xingxing forced himself to suppress his pounding heart, stood up with his still trembling body and walked into the room. He looked around the wide open window vigilantly, fearing that there was an undiscovered crisis hiding on the balcony.
But he looked around the balcony and saw nothing except a few piles of things burned to black ashes.
Lu Xingxing immediately understood.
I'm afraid that those corpses had been hiding on the balcony before, and attacked the people in the room when no one noticed them.
But what those rotten corpses didn't expect was the existence of Yeli.
Lu Xingxing didn’t know Ye Li’s identity, or even Ye Li’s name, but he knew that the fear he felt every time he faced Ye Li was real.
Ye Li is very strong, so strong that it is far beyond Lu Xingxing's comprehension.
After his memory returned to normal, Lu Xingxing didn't know what Ye Li had done or how he had done it while he was sleeping for no apparent reason.
But after he obtained the power that Ye Li lent him briefly, he became very clear that the black ashes were the only things left after the corpses were burned to ashes, proving that they once existed.
After carefully looking at every corner of the balcony, Lu Xingxing found that a lot of black and gray spots were in places he would never pay attention to, and he took a breath of fear.
If it weren’t for my aunt, something really bad would have happened!
People's vision has its own angle of view, and most of the time they don't notice many details in corners, shadows behind cabinets, etc.
However, these rotting corpses just happened to hide in places that normal people would notice. Even the most vigilant people would not be so detailed as to conduct a carpet search every moment.
Once we overlook their existence and they attack, everyone will be caught off guard and may even be injured or killed.
——Of course, except for freaks like Yan Shixun.
Lu Xingxing complained in his heart. He had never seen people who were weirder than Yan Shixun and Chengyun Jushi, but also closer to the Tao. It was as if they were born to make up the numbers, and Master Yan Shixun and his disciple were the ones who were loved and expected by the Tao.
Thinking of this, Lu Xingxing grabbed the balcony window handle with one hand, trying to close the wide-open window.
It’s cold!
With the night wind blowing like this in the mountains in winter, Nan Tian would have been frozen to death even if he had been fine before.
But when Lu Xingxing's eyes inadvertently swept across the river water under the balcony, he seemed to discover something after his eyes had swept past it, and he was shocked and looked again.
…The chrysanthemum petals that were originally floating on the river water disappeared.
Because there was no light, the river water could not reflect any light, so to Lu Xingxing, the entire river was black. Without the petals, it looked even more eerie and terrifying, making him unconsciously wonder what was hidden beneath the black color.
Lu Xingxing wanted to go and see what was going on.
But when he thought that he was the only one who could protect everyone in the entire wooden building, he gritted his teeth, closed the window, and turned around to see Nantian's situation.
What if it’s a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
On one side is the safety of dozens of people, and on the other side is a danger that is not even certain to exist. Lu Xingxing cannot afford to take the risk.
He encouraged himself in his heart and told himself that since he had not yet become a master and could not get to the truth and explore the origin like Yan Shixun and his aunt, he would do what he could.
For example, when Yan Shixun and his aunt left, they ensured everyone's safety so that they no longer had to worry.
Lu Xingxing took a deep breath, his eyes firm.
"Stars... these chrysanthemums."
Zhao Zhen's lips were trembling. His mind was in a mess because of what had just happened. He didn't know how to express his feelings to Lu Xingxing.
His eyes turned from his palm which was still holding the flowers to Lu Xingxing.
"don’t worry."
Lu Xingxing comforted Zhao Zhen, "The fact that it inexplicably appeared on Nantian's body shows that it is an evil creature. Isn't the reason why Brother Yan left here to solve the source of the evil?"
"Although I can't do it, Brother Yan can. Zhao Zhen, you have to believe in Brother Yan."
Lu Xingxing held Zhao Zhen's shoulders and pressed them, and said solemnly: "There are not many people who can convince me, but Brother Yan is one of them. He is my uncle, and he is a miracle."
"No matter what's so strange about this chrysanthemum..." Lu Xingxing saw Zhao Zhen's hand stretched out in the air and maintained the posture.
He slowly reached out and held Zhao Zhen's cold palm, then slid down with the pair of hands that were trembling uncontrollably, and landed back on Zhao Zhen's side.
Lu Xingxing squeezed Zhao Zhen's hand hard, trying to give him some strength.
"As long as we stay in the small wooden building until Brother Yan and the others come back, that's all that's needed."
Lu Xingxing spoke solemnly, using all his strength in every word.
Zhao Zhen stared at Lu Xingxing for a long time, then he laughed too, his eyes becoming firm again.
"you're right."
Zhao Zhen's voice was soft, but as solid as a rock. Nothing could break his courage to hold on in the hopeless situation.
"We are here, waiting for Brother Yan to come back safely."
"Is Nantian okay?"
After hearing Zhao Zhen's exclamation, Zhang Wubing, after confirming the safety of everyone upstairs, almost crawled down the stairs and rushed straight to the room where Nantian was.
After receiving Lu Xingxing's affirmative answer, Zhang Wubing felt relieved for a short time, then asked Lu Xingxing with a sad face: "Can you really do it? Why am I a little scared?"
Zhao Zhen smiled and raised his head, looking as energetic as a plant that had been exposed to the sun. This was much better than the despair and helplessness he had felt when he was frightened by Nantian.
"Director Zhang, there's only one Xingxing, but we have so many people in the production team."
Zhao Zhen said: "We can see if there is anything else in the building that can be used as a weapon, and organize people to guard the doors and windows to prevent anything from sneaking in and attacking us where we can't see."
"Xingxing is right. As long as we can hold on until Brother Yan and the others come back, we'll win."
At this time, Lu Xingxing also bent down to check on Nantian's situation.
He stretched out his hand to pry open Nan Tian's eyelids, then opened Nan Tian's mouth to look at his tongue. He pressed his palms along the meridians of the body and was immediately startled.
After seeing Nantian in such a state but still alive, Lu Xingxing thought that Nantian was a departed soul.
However, the yang energy of a person whose soul has left the body will drop to a critical point, allowing the unstable soul to leave the body.
But this is not the case with Nantian.
His Yang energy is abundant, which is not a condition that would be found in the remaining body of a person whose soul has left his body.
Moreover, when Lu Xingxing followed Taoist Master Song Yi to help people exorcise ghosts and eliminate disasters, because the soul-separation syndrome was relatively not that dangerous, Taoist Master Song Yi was at ease to let Lu Xingxing follow him to gain experience. Lu Xingxing was able to see with his own eyes how Taoist Master Song Yi diagnosed people with the soul-separation syndrome.
Lu Xingxing can still do it by copying others.
But after checking all the way, Nantian did not find any condition that matched the soul separation.
Instead, it seemed like he was just asleep and would wake up when he had enough sleep.
Lu Xingxing felt that his thoughts were becoming a mess.
He thought for a moment, then decisively carried his heavy backpack in. After flipping through it for a long time, he took out a book written by a senior from Haiyun Temple. He sat on the edge of the bed next to Nantian and began to read it with the help of a flashlight.
Zhang Wubing: “?”
He has been with Brother Yan for so many years, but he has never seen Brother Yan take out a book to read while he was exorcising ghosts! Is it okay to learn and apply at the same time?
Zhang Wubing couldn't help but worry. Is Lu Xingxing really reliable?
Lu Xingxing accepted his own dishes well: "Otherwise, do you have any better choices?"
"Nantian's vital signs are stable. At worst, he will just sleep for a few hours. When Brother Yan comes back, he will be able to help him figure out the problem."
Lu Xingxing shrugged: "Maybe if I look through the notes of the predecessors, I can find the corresponding symptoms. He can wake up earlier. Otherwise..."
Lu Xingxing looked at Nantian worriedly.
When facing a crisis, the most feared thing is to be seriously injured and unable to move. However, the worst situation is that of Nantian, who has no ability to protect himself.
Even if Nantian had woken up a little earlier, everyone in the entire program crew would be safer.
Otherwise, manpower and energy would be dispersed to protect Nantian, which would also slow down everyone's progress.
While Lu Xingxing and Zhang Wubing were talking, Zhao Zhen suddenly realized that something was missing in the room.
He walked around the room for a few steps with a question mark in his head. When he saw the personal belongings and backpack on the table next to him, he was suddenly startled and remembered what he had overlooked.
"Where's Song Ci?"
Zhao Zhen suddenly looked at Lu Xingxing in horror: "Didn't you get a room? Where are the others?"
Lu Xingxing was startled by Zhao Zhen, but he soon realized... he really had never seen Song Ci.
"I didn't feel Song Ci coming out when I was on the sofa in the living room!"
Zhang Wubing also hurriedly said: "I just came down from upstairs, Song Ci is not upstairs."
The three of them looked at each other and felt disappointed.
It’s over, the young master is lost.
Zhao Zhen hurried out to find Song Ci.
"Hey wait, go with the director..."
Lu Xingxing quickly stood up and wanted to call Zhao Zhen, but because of the change in posture, his foot seemed to hit something when he kicked backwards.
Soft and a little elastic.
Not like the foot of the bed.
Instead, it looks more like... a rotting corpse.
Lu Xingxing froze, his neck stiff as he looked down.
Zhang Wubing also noticed Lu Xingxing's actions and looked in the direction he was looking at in confusion.
From his angle, he could just see a corner of the clothes.
The soft and smooth silk fabric reflects beautiful and noble light under the flashlight.
Zhang Wubing blinked slowly and realized what it was.
Song Ci's pajamas.
In the whole group, only the young master Song Ci lived like the Princess and the Pea. While others tried to pack as little luggage as possible and bring as few clothes as possible, he even brought special pajamas.
And it was the same silk pajamas he usually wore.
"you……"
Zhang Wubing swallowed his saliva and said, "It seems that the person under your feet is Song Ci."
Lu Xingxing: “???”
Shocked by Zhang Wubing's words, Lu Xingxing quickly crawled under the bed.
Then he saw that on the back of the bed, there were clusters of gorgeous flowers blooming upside down.
Those chrysanthemums are facing Song Ci.
The young master was lying on his back on the black and gray ground, his face pale and unconscious.
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