Chapter 231 Jinjiang
Although Jing Xiaobao was about to faint from crying, he still obediently started working when Yan Shixun carried him over.
"Yan Yan is a bad guy."
Jing Xiaobao pursed his red lips: "Children my age are playing in the amusement park. Yanyan is hiring child laborers and bullying the weak!"
Yan Shixun glanced over with a half-smile: "Do I need to remind you that you are nearly a hundred years old? Mr. Lin Ting's son Jing Xiaobao."
Jing Xiaobao: “…………”
The child nonchalantly plucked a piece of ghost from mid-air, wiped his tears and snot, and threw it back. Then he raised his hand to pick up the shoulder straps of his overalls that had slipped off, and walked towards the coffin on his own initiative.
"Didn't you say you were going to work? Yanyan, why are you still standing there? Stop being lazy and come here!"
Jing Xiaobao spoke righteously, as if he was not the one who had just been playing tricks.
Yan Shixun chuckled and didn't expose him. He shook his head slightly and walked up: "Okay."
It was not until they saw the atmosphere between Yan Shixun and Jing Xiaobao eased that the huddled Yinchai slowly walked out of the shadows and stepped forward to help.
No, it should be said that they were even scrambling for the job, receiving the souls of the dead bodies in the coffins, locking up the confused souls with chains, and taking them to the underworld to be judged or to pass away.
——How can you let your boss do it himself?
The other one cannot be overworked even more, because that person can even beat up their boss.
Before leaving, the ghost messengers would even respectfully salute Yan Shixun and Jing Xiaobao, and then retreat and merge into the darkness.
These ghost messengers, who used to be rude to the exorcists and even acted arrogantly when they were willing to respond to the exorcists' requests to go to the human world for help, are now as obedient as they can be.
Even Yan Shixun couldn't help but take another look at the ghost messengers, wondering, "This is a hundred years since there has been no King of Hell managing it, so do they feel uncomfortable with the new King of Hell?"
Jing Xiaobao was still having a series of cute little hiccups, and his attitude towards everyone except Yan Shixun was not very nice.
In between his hiccups, he took the time to turn his head and glanced coldly at the ghost.
The ghost was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees. After he came to his senses, he quickly sped up his work, trying to get back to the underworld before Jing Xiaobao became dissatisfied with them.
Thanks to this, hundreds of coffins along the entire mountain road were opened as quickly as possible, and the souls trapped in the coffins were taken away by the underworld.
The only thing that made Yan Shixun feel better was that apart from the official person in charge, he didn't see anyone from the program crew or the rescue team here.
However, this result also made Yan Shixun feel quite amused and helpless. He shook his head and thought helplessly that the person in charge might have been infected with bad luck from a minor illness. How could he be the only one who was injured so seriously? What happened?
Seeing that all the souls that were originally going to become sacrifices for the Winter Solstice Festival had been taken to the underworld by the underworld officials, Yan Shixun felt relieved and prepared to walk towards the cliff.
When the master wanted to devour Nantian, there was another person who played a crucial role.
The older sister of the pair.
If the sister had not closed the opened coffin and bought a few seconds for Yan Shixun, Nantian would have been like the clam meat that had been pried open and would have been swallowed by the master in one gulp.
By then, the master will obtain the power from Nan Tian that was once destroyed by Nan A Po, and complete the Winter Solstice Festival one step ahead of schedule... It will be truly powerless to reverse the situation, and it has become a foregone conclusion.
However, because of her sister's actions, she was also thrown off a cliff by the enraged master.
Yan Shixun didn’t know his sister’s current situation. Even though the height of the abyss was enough to smash a person to pieces, even if it was a corpse... he wanted to take his sister away, leave Nanming Mountain, and bury her properly.
When they were in Changshou Village, even with just a quick glance, the elder sister was still moved by his words "I want to take my sister out of Nanming Mountain", which shows that the sisters did not like Nanming Mountain and Changshou Village, and wanted to leave for the outside world.
Therefore, Yan Shixun wanted to make the sisters' wish come true.
However, just as Yan Shixun turned around and took a long step, the soul that had been following the ghost in a daze suddenly saw his back, and then its cloudy eyes gradually cleared up, and hesitantly but pleasantly called out: "Mr. Yan?"
Yan Shixun paused.
When he looked back, he saw a vaguely familiar face.
Those were backpackers that the program crew met in the B&B area outside the mountain before entering the mountain.
They were staying in the proprietress's B&B and just happened to pass by the program crew, entering the mountains one step earlier than the crew.
But I didn’t see them in Changshou Village.
Yan Shixun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "I didn't expect to meet you here, I thought it would be the longevity village downstream."
In that case, he could save the lives of these backpackers.
But now, they are dead.
The only thing Yan Shixun could do for them was to send them to the underworld to be reincarnated.
Compared with the surprised smile on the backpacker's face at the reunion, Yan Shixun revealed a sigh between his eyebrows.
After experiencing life and death and regaining his memory, the backpacker also knew what had happened to him.
But after death, he became more open-minded.
The backpacker waved his hand at Yan Shixun nonchalantly and consoled him, "It's okay. I don't have two days left to live anyway. It doesn't matter if I die sooner or later."
"Originally, I gave up treatment because my disease was too expensive and there was no cure. I wanted to leave the money to my wife and children, and forget about myself. I would just find a place to die."
The backpacker laughed and said, "I originally wanted to try my luck in the longevity village, but I didn't expect my luck to be so bad."
"But it doesn't matter. I think it's fine like this now."
The backpacker sighed: "At least, I didn't feel any pain when I died. On the contrary, I felt very happy."
"Even if it's fake...I actually want it, even if it's just for a short while."
As the backpacker spoke, the originally bright smile on his face slowly faded, and he became dazed and sad.
Yan Shixun didn't say anything, just remained silent with the backpacker.
The other party knew that after suffering from long-term illness, he no longer cared about life and death. Perhaps he just wanted to leave his last words in the world during his last time on earth.
The ghost beside him didn't dare to urge him and could only stand with his hands hanging down, waiting quietly.
After a long time, the backpacker blinked his eyes to force back the tears, nodded to Yan Shixun, and smiled through the tears.
"Mr. Yan, I've watched your show. It's great. It saved a lot of people and gave them hope. I'm leaving now. Mr. Yan, you stay in the world and keep working hard."
Yan Shixun nodded gently: "There is a good King of Hell in the underworld, and you will receive a fair judgment there. If you have no sins, you will be reincarnated as a human in the next life."
The backpacker waved his hands and said, "No need for this."
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
I have only ever seen people desperately wanting to be reborn, but rarely have I seen people who actively say they don't want to.
The backpacker scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "If there is really a next life, I want to be reborn as a panda, just lying down, eating and basking in the sun every day."
"It's too hard to be a human being. I don't want to be a human being anymore."
The backpacker joked: "If you can't be a panda, you can be a cat or a bear."
Yan Shixun's eyes lit up with a smile, and he nodded: "Maybe there will be a chance."
After saying all the words that had been pent up in his heart, the backpacker looked much more relaxed, and even his steps became brisk.
He said goodbye to Yan Shixun, smiled and followed the underworld messenger to the underworld.
Yan Shixun watched them leave, then turned around and walked down the cliff along the mountain road.
He originally thought that his sister would fall into the valley at the bottom, but unexpectedly, after he descended a little and changed his perspective, he actually saw his sister on a protruding boulder below the mountain wall.
My sister sat on the rock, dazed, and seemed unable to react to what was happening.
A look of surprise flashed in Yan Shixun's eyes, and then he quickly grabbed the stone next to him. His slender body jumped over in the air nimbly and flexibly, and landed steadily on the boulder.
When my sister heard the voice, she looked up in confusion and saw a face that looked somewhat familiar.
It’s… the person I met in Changshou Village who wanted to take my sister out of Nanming Mountain.
Yes, the one who killed my master.
When the elder sister thought of her master, hatred and anger flashed across her face, but then her attitude softened because of the kindness Yan Shixun had shown to her sister before.
"It's you, the one from Changshou Village."
My sister forced a smile and said, "I haven't asked you your name yet."
Yan Shixun chuckled and reached out to his sister: "I am Yan Shixun. Thank you for giving me the fabric before. Thank you for making the decision to close the coffin in time. You saved Nantian's life."
"No, I should thank you."
My sister said sternly, "I thought I was going to die, but your companions called the ghost soldiers to catch me and put me here safely, so that I could avoid falling to my death at the bottom of the cliff."
Yan Shixun was a little surprised, then he realized that it was Ye Li who did it.
The situation was urgent at the time, so he only took a quick glance at his sister who had been knocked out, and immediately turned his attention back to his master.
However, Ye Li noticed Yan Shixun's look and immediately understood what he meant. He knew what Yan Shixun wanted to do, so he ordered the Yin soldiers to catch his sister who had fallen in mid-air so that she would not get hurt any more.
The heavy armor on the ghost soldier shone with a sharp silver light, but the arms wrapped in sharp iron armor gently took the sister into his arms, and then, according to the commander's order, placed the sister under the mountain wall away from the battle to prevent her from being harmed by the corpses.
The ghost soldiers who ruthlessly swung their swords at the corpse monsters possessed strong wills. Under the leadership of their commander, they galloped across the battlefield and were invincible.
But he will also firmly and gently protect innocent lives and prevent his sister from getting hurt.
They are the strong line of defense between yin and yang, life and death. As long as Fengdu is not destroyed, Yeli will still sit high on the altar, and the 100,000 Yin soldiers following the commander will obey the commander's will and defend the order of life and death.
After hearing what his sister had said about Ye Li, Yan Shixun was stunned for a brief moment, then a smile from the bottom of his heart couldn't help but appear on his lips.
Yeli, the lord of Fengdu, is the only remaining ghost and god between heaven and earth.
But he didn't expect that he would have such a tacit understanding with him. He even knew what he wanted to do with just a glance, and handled it so carefully that he didn't have to worry about any problems.
Yan Shixun shook his head gently, and his sharp brows softened.
However, when talking about Nan Tian, the elder sister felt a little guilty: "I didn't know at first that he was Grandma Nan's grandson, otherwise, I would have tried to stop him even at the risk of my life."
After escaping from danger, the sister gradually relaxed and told Yan Shixun, whom she trusted, everything she knew.
Yan Shixun originally thought that Nantian was the last survivor of Nan Village, but in fact he was not.
This pair of sisters are also orphans from Nancun.
However, unlike Nantian, this pair of sisters grew up in Nanming Mountain since they were infants, and grew up with their master.
They were abandoned babies in Nancun. Their families did not want girls and threw them at a three-way intersection. They were picked up by the master with their last breath, but he did not kill them and used them as sacrifices.
Instead, let them live as normal people.
That was the last bit of kindness left in the master's heart after he witnessed the cruelty of Nancun, and felt sad and emotional.
But this also turned karma into shackles, trapping the two sisters firmly in Nanming Mountain, preventing them from leaving.
As she grew older, she was even able to occasionally talk to people from outside the mountain who had temporarily recovered their memories, so my sister gradually realized that what the master did was wrong.
She wanted to resist, but she still had a younger sister.
She was worried that her sister would be bullied and live a miserable life after her death, so she could only struggle to hold on and live in despair.
However, my sister was still unwilling to give in, so she staged a secret resistance.
She and her sister weaved fabrics that could save lives and mixed them with a pile of other fabrics with other meanings to avoid being discovered by the master or the villagers of Changshou Village, and then sent the fabrics out of the mountain.
They wanted to repay the kind-hearted proprietress for taking care of them over the years, but also had the secret hope that someone would be lucky enough to see these fabrics and be able to save their lives.
However, over the years, the two sisters' expectations have been dashed.
It was not until the program crew arrived at Nanming Mountain that the young master Song Ci's discerning eyes were attracted by the colorful handmade fabrics.
But he gave the chosen fabric to the proprietress.
Therefore, the proprietress saved her life.
The kindness she had once given became a talisman that saved her life when danger came, allowing her to escape from the axe of her mad husband and hold on until the rescue team arrived.
The elder sister didn’t know that the proprietress was in danger outside the mountain, but when she thought she was going to die, she did think of the proprietress who had taken care of her and her two sisters so tenderly.
She was just very sad. According to the agreement, she should go out to find the proprietress to exchange things after dawn during the winter solstice festival, but this time, she was going to break her promise.
However, there was an unexpected turn of events. The death that my sister thought was inevitable was completely dispelled because of ghosts and gods.
She is still alive and well.
and--
"Take your sister with you and let's leave Nanming Mountain."
Yan Shixun smiled, his voice low and soft: "You have stayed in Nanming Mountain for a long time, it's time to go out and see the outside world."
Yan Shixun blinked at his sister, then raised his hand and pointed upwards: "Let's go, your sister is upstairs and is very worried about you."
After a moment of stunned silence, my sister's face showed great surprise.
"good!"
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