Chapter 141 Children's Giggling Voice (21)
No one expected this to unfold.
Almost at the same time they realized what was happening, the evil spirits surrounding the well house also moved and rushed towards the crowd.
Everyone turned and ran.
"So what Brother Yan means is, who was thinking about these things just now?" Zhang Wubing felt like crying.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he ran while shouting at the top of his lungs, "Who! Who is it!"
Just before that, Zhao Zhen noticed the direction of Yan Shixun’s gaze: “…”
He silently looked at An Nanyuan who was running beside him.
Zhang Wubing's aggrieved questioning was like a switch, reminding Song Ci of the time before they entered the Well House, when Lu Xingxing drove them all the way at full speed to shake off the monsters chasing them.
Song Ci suddenly: "..."
"An! Nan! Yuan!"
Song Ci gnashed his teeth. The young master got angry and said directly: "Why is it that wherever you are, it becomes hell-level difficult? Can you please stop thinking about it!"
"Can't you just think about the alpaca eating grass!"
Song Ci had originally scoffed at Yan Shixun's suggestion, thinking that he must be fooling them as children. How could alpacas eating grass have the effect of warding off evil spirits?
Before coming to the show, he had been hunting ghosts for many years, but he had never heard of any school using this method.
But now, Song Ci suddenly felt that Yan Shixun was indeed the master he had taken a fancy to and wanted to snatch away from Zhang Wubing... He was right!
Alpacas can eat grass, really!
Although the others didn't say anything, they all looked at An Nanyuan silently.
An Nanyuan: "QAQ I'm sorry, but my brain has its own ideas!"
He can't control it at all!
Zhang Wubing felt hopeless: "I feel like this place is like a horror movie exhibition hall - An Nanyuan, how many horror movies and TV series have you watched? Why are there so many types? Even things from foreign folk songs and legends have appeared?"
As he said this, Yan Shixun had just spun the staff of civilization in his hand, gathering enough strength, and swung it away at the headless knight who was charging towards him.
When the knight smashed out, he happened to hit the female ghost with a knife who was rushing towards him from behind. The originally ferocious face of the female ghost suddenly became stunned, and she didn't know what happened.
But before the female ghost could react, she was blown away by the huge inertia, knocking down several ghosts who wanted to pounce on her, and finally crashed into the wall with a "bang".
As he slid down the wall, he happened to fall on a female ghost who was crawling on the ground, smashing the ghost's head into pieces instantly, with red and white blood splattering all over the wall.
Not moving.
Like dominoes, Yan Shixun pushed down the first one, and then all the others collapsed.
The civilized staff spun flexibly in Yan Shixun's slender palm. He sneered and leaned the civilized staff back to the ground, making a deafening "dong" sound.
He folded his hands on the staff of civilization and looked down at the ghosts that were gradually disappearing due to death. His eyes were cold and fearless.
There were ghosts all around, but Yan Shixun's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his quickly working mind had already decided how to respond.
Just like he has always done, walking on the boundary between yin and yang, as sharp as a knife and untouchable.
The body wrapped in the expensive handmade suit was tall and slender, and every muscle line was just right. When they were covered by the three-piece suit, everyone could only marvel at Yan Shixun's unparalleled handsomeness.
However, when Yan Shixun moved, the powerful force contained in his tense muscles was revealed, and everyone suddenly remembered -
What a powerful force Yan Shixun possesses.
Ye Li, who wanted to attack, silently put down his hand. However, his fingers hanging by his side subconsciously flexed, as if he wanted to grab the wrist of the young man in front of him and let him stay with him forever.
Ye Li looked at Yan Shixun's proud and calm appearance, his narrow eyes slightly widened, and his eyes shook violently like ripples on the water.
But a smile appeared on his lips.
This is...his Ghostbusters.
Unique, shining even in the dark.
Everyone watched as the knight's armor hit the wall, making a clanging sound, and they felt dazed.
——This is a hodgepodge of all the ghosts from ancient times to the present, both at home and abroad. It’s unbearable!
An Nanyuan, why did you watch so many horror movies? Are you addicted to being a loser?
Everyone was roaring in their hearts, and Annanyuan was silently chanting the word "alpaca" madly.
But it was too late.
The ghosts that Annan had imagined in his mind were now lurking in every corner and shadow, spying on the people who were fleeing.
They grinned maliciously in the darkness, their cloudy, empty eyes staring at the flesh and blood of living people, eager to eat their flesh and drink their blood.
The fear of strangers is the best nourishment for them.
The more people fear the unknown dangers in the dark, the more powerful the ghosts become.
Song Ci's physical fitness was not that good. The young master had a special car to pick him up when he traveled, and he had never done any special exercise, so he was already out of breath and his face turned pale after running for a while.
But this is not the time to stop.
No one knows what is going on in An Nanyuan's mind - not even he himself knows.
But when all these things are materialized in reality, they become a disaster.
The French windows and European-style glass doors on all four sides of the living room were gradually smashed. Following the loud noise of shattering glass came the ghosts rushing in from outside.
Even zombies.
Zhang Wubing took a casual glance and was frightened by the horrific appearance of the zombie with its skin and flesh cut and highly rotten, which made his scalp numb.
He had never hated his good eyesight so much before. Because the distance was not far, he could even see the blue veins and hideous wounds on the zombies' rotting skin accurately.
It makes one want to poke one's eyes out.
Fear is like a virus and can spread among a group of people.
It was not just Annanyuan. With the appearance of these ghosts, almost everyone's mind was filled with the videos and pictures they had seen, and the things they feared the most materialized one by one.
It's like a chain reaction, a vicious cycle, and I don't know when it will end.
The door beside the corridor was slowly pushed open, but there was no human figure. There was only a small ceramic doll with glass bead-encrusted eyes, a fixed-arc smile on its lips, looking straight at everyone.
From the reflection in the mirror next to her, the nun had no facial features under her hood, only a blurry, pale face. She stretched out her skinny, hideous hands, as if she wanted to drag the person outside the mirror into the mirror.
The audience outside the camera screamed wildly. For a moment, they were afraid of ghosts everywhere and felt that there were ghosts everywhere in their home.
But the worst thing is——they don’t have a Yan Shixun to save them ah ah ah ah!!
[Fuck! I can see the mirror in the bedroom as soon as I look up. There aren’t many places to put the mirror in the rental house, so I have to put it diagonally opposite the bed. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it before, but now I find it so scary! ! Is there someone watching me in the mirror when I sleep? ]
[Wow, kid, I don’t want to play anymore. Mom, I want to go home. Wow, wow! It’s so scary. I’ve covered my head with the quilt and I don’t dare to stick my head out to see what’s outside the quilt.]
[…I quietly retracted my feet from outside the quilt, and carefully rubbed every edge of the quilt, and began to chant the word alpaca in my heart. Well, I will be fine QAQ]
[What the hell, what the hell!! There are zombies crawling in from the window!! What kind of hellish clearance mode is this? Why is it a combination of Chinese and Western styles!!!]
[If this were a game, the planner would have been scolded to death. With this difficulty setting, do they just want to let people pass it? There are so many ghosts, and there are so many ghosts that you can't see them at a glance! And it seems that some of the ghosts are invisible to Brother Yan and his friends! Damn... This is too hopeless.]
[To be honest, if I were there, I would have been dead as hell—I would have scared myself to death.]
[As a fan who has been following An Nanyuan before his debut, I have always known that An Nanyuan has a strong ability to associate ideas, but I don’t think this is a problem. As a human being, who doesn’t have imagination? I also imagine An Nanyuan x me in my mind all day long, and it’s not a big problem. But now I see… wuwuwu brother, you should check your brain, your ability to associate ideas is not worth it! ]
[I also... didn’t realize until now that having a strong associative ability is such a terrifying thing.]
[No, I think the scariest thing is that once you’ve seen the pictures and videos, they will automatically pop up when you’re scared. If it were in real life, it would be fine, but this place is really terrifying! When I heard Brother Yan talk about this before, I didn’t think it was a big deal, but now I just want to know how they’re going to get out of this, this is simply a dead end!]
[Damn it! Why is my idol such a sucker for horror movies? He has watched so many horror movies! An Nanyuan, what are you doing? An Nanyuan, can’t you watch a few less? He is getting more and more ferocious.jpg]
[Oh my god, one ghost is scary enough, there’s no need for so many! I’m beginning to worry that Brother Yan might not be able to handle them. Fighting them one after another is exhausting enough!]
[Ahhhh, Bingbing, run faster! The ghost behind you is about to catch up with you!]
[Wait, wait! There's a ghost around the corner, don't run there... Damn, it's too late ahh ...
After turning the corner, the tall figure waited quietly until the moment when everyone ran over in panic, then he suddenly raised the huge axe in his hand and was about to bring it down with a grim smile.
Everyone: "!!!Ahhhhhhhhh Brother Yan, help me!!!"
Yan Shixun's civilization staff came in response and was thrown directly from behind, hitting the figure right in the middle of his eyebrows and smashing his head into pieces.
The figure swayed, and the huge axe in his hand slammed to the ground, and as it fell to the ground, it turned into mist and disappeared.
Everyone watched this scene in shock, their hearts beating so hard that they almost jumped out of their throats.
Even the audience who were not at the scene but just watched it all happen with the camera, collapsed in front of the screen, feeling as if they had also experienced a life-and-death crisis and were almost becoming the souls of the dead under the giant axe.
"I'll lead the way, and you guys run to Lin Ting's room on the second floor."
Yan Shixun made a quick decision and said to everyone, "Call Lu Xingxing and the other person, and hide in Lin Ting's study on the second floor."
Because of the mystery surrounding Lin Ting's identity, Yan Shixun judged that she was a special existence among all the current characters.
If there is any place in Jing Mansion that can be safe, it must be Lin Ting's study.
Up to now, Yan Shixun has not found any clues about Lin Ting among the crowd. It seems that the kid was negligent and forgot to assign a character to Lin Ting's identity.
But Yan Shixun has another guess——
Since everyone was assigned the most similar identity because of their relationship with Chi Yan in reality, as well as their own behavior and personality, does that mean that for the little ghost, the identity of Lin Ting is particularly different, so it is unwilling to give this identity to anyone?
If this is true, it means that there is a relationship between Xiao Gui and Lin Ting.
But why would a little ghost raised by Chi Yan in modern times have any connection with a person who was active a hundred years ago?
While visiting Jing Ying's former residence in the afternoon, Yan Shixun glanced at the introduction on the stone slab outside the residence.
The last owner of Jing Mansion died sixty years ago, and then it fell into decline due to lack of successors. It was not until later that it was donated by a descendant as a public welfare venue.
However, there is an official record of Jing Yin's death, which was seventy years ago.
In other words, after Jing Ying's death, Lin Ting had been living in Jing Mansion. As the last owner of Jing Mansion, she died here.
At that time, Lian Chi Yan was not born yet.
In this case, how is Xiao Gui related to Lin Ting?
However, Yan Shixun recalled that after receiving the letter for help from Chi Yan through the Zhang family, because Chi Yan's words were so earnest and the descriptions were so tragic, he, who had no idea about the cause and effect of Chi Yan at that time, asked Song Ci, who was half an insider, about Chi Yan.
Later, although he was not prepared to accept Chi Yan's commission, he also paid some attention to Chi Yan's troubles.
The well family.
There was a rumor before that Chi Yan offended the Jing family in Beijing.
In Li Xuetang's script, the most important story takes place in the Jing family. Even Chi Yan's original role was the heroine of "Nocturne by the Sea", Lin Ting.
Yan Shixun's body stiffened, and he suddenly connected the two things together.
If Chi Yan stole the remains of the Jing family's deceased child, then that would be justifiable.
After all, that little ghost also had the appearance of an evil ghost in his bones, and it was a turbulent era, so he would probably die within a few years of birth.
Chi Yan heard about the evil spirit entering the bones, so he stole the bones and worshipped them, in order to gain powerful luck and help him achieve his career.
And that little kid... is most likely Lin Ting's child.
This could also explain why the kid's attitude towards Lin Ting seemed a little different, and he wasn't even willing to give his identity to anyone else.
——A child who is attached to his mother naturally thinks that his mother is the best and most special person in the world.
How could anyone else be allowed to play the role of mother?
The fact that Chi Yan would play Lin Ting in "Nocturne by the Sea" also made Xiao Gui particularly angry, as he believed that she was tarnishing his mother's image.
So, it drove Chi Yan away at the opening ceremony, pulled everyone into its own ghost aura, and threw Chi Yan into the role it thought was most suitable.
——Lin Qiong, who caused all the tragedies.
This is probably why Chi Yan wanted to kill Bai Shuang and change his identity when he realized that he was Lin Qiong.
She knew very well that she was being hunted by the ghosts. With the hatred the ghosts had for her, they would not let her leave comfortably, and would only make "Lin Qiong" be attacked by all the other people and ghosts, step by step towards a desperate death.
So Chi Yan wanted to strike first.
However, the little ghost would not allow Chi Yan to escape successfully, so it helped Bai Shuang and made others notice the flaw in Chi Yan's identity change.
For the little ghost, now is indeed back to the starting point of everything.
Its birthplace.
Here, it can pay tribute to its mother, or it can allow Chi Yan, who pretends to be its mother, to control it and be punished with death.
In a flash, Yan Shixun figured out all the causes and consequences.
He made up his mind, and the fog that had shrouded Jing Mansion suddenly dissipated.
With Yan Shixun leading the way, everyone quickly rushed to Lin Ting's study on the second floor.
Lu Xingxing, who was originally guarding Bai Shuang in the cloakroom, was dragged and staggered towards Lin Ting's room with a confused look on his face. An Nanyuan helped and ran all the way holding Bai Shuang.
It was not until the door closed and locked with a "bang" that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that everyone's safety was temporarily guaranteed, Yan Shixun turned around and faced all the ghosts in Jing Mansion alone with a stern expression.
He needed to talk to the brat.
"I am your father after all." Yan Shixun sneered, "I have a lot of experience in raising sons."
Hasn’t Zhang Wubing been growing up well?
The child next to him who had been watching Yan Shixun silently seemed a little surprised.
He tilted his head, blinked his beautiful big eyes, and looked at Yan Shixun in confusion.
But Yan Shixun used a civilized staff to clear away all the ghosts and monsters on his way forward. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the ghosts and monsters screamed in agony.
However, his gloomy and sharp eyes showed no fear at all, as if he was a ruthless man who would kill anyone who stood in his way.
Even the imaginary ghosts were frightened by Yan Shixun's terrifying aura. They looked at each other in confusion but stopped moving forward.
Therefore, the ghosts that originally brought death turned into sculptures that lined up on both sides of Yan Shixun to welcome him. They watched him walk by neatly with the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind, hesitating but not daring to move.
This scene made them look like soldiers led by Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun ran straight to the cabinet in the living room and took the crystal ornament on it in his hand.
It was the commemorative ornament with the words "Graduation Souvenir of the Women's Class of the Foreign Languages Department of Binhai University" written on it.
Yan Shixun carelessly tossed the heavy ornament up and down in his hands, which made people frightened, fearing that if he failed to hold it, it would fall to the ground and shatter into pieces.
Even the children who had been in a good mood all the time had gloomy faces, and their eyes turned ferocious when they looked at Yan Shixun.
"Want to talk about you, about your mother Lin Ting?"
Yan Shixun felt it, but he didn't care.
"Even a hundred years later, this souvenir has been placed in the living room of the Jing family. I think it must be something that Lin Ting, the hostess, treasures very much. If I accidentally smash it..."
Yan Shixun pinched a corner of the ornament with two fingers, letting it dangle in his hand, as if it would fall at any time. However, he smiled calmly and said, "Lin Ting will probably feel very sorry."
“………”
The air pressure in the living room suddenly dropped, and a cold atmosphere spread.
"So, let's talk."
Yan Shixun sat leisurely on the sofa, his long legs crossed, looking dignified and reserved.
Just like the diplomat Jing Shiwen who sat in the same position a hundred years ago, calmly and smilingly faced all those with malicious intentions.
He supported his cheek with one hand, and looked at the empty air in front of him with a smile, but he seemed to be sure that the little ghost was there looking at him.
"Who told you to give me Jing Yin's identity? Since you are Lin Ting's child, I am your father."
Yan Shixun snorted and laughed: "It's normal for a father and son to talk to each other."
"Or... do you want to see Lin Ting's beloved things being smashed to pieces because of you?"
Ghosts were dancing and roaring around Yan Shixun, and the ghosts were howling, but because of Yan Shixun's shock and the anger of the little ghosts, they dared not move forward.
Instead, it seems a bit funny.
Yan Shixun waited patiently and calmly, but the little devil didn't let him wait too long.
There were ripples in the air and black mist filled the air.
On the roof, groups of human-shaped black mist were lying there, staring straight at Yan Shixun.
There was a rustling sound crawling in the shadows all around.
The figure of the little child appeared on the sofa opposite Yan Shixun.
He was holding the ball, looking sinister and dangerous.
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