Chapter 115 Therefore I Think (1) (1)
The program crew did not stay in Jiazifen Village for long, but quickly arrived safely in Binhai City on a chartered plane under the escort of the official rescue team.
The official person in charge originally brought the forensic doctor and the criminal investigation team just to look for the dead body on Moon Mountain, but he didn't expect that this would serve a greater purpose.
——The entire Jiazifen Village was killed, some were beheaded, some fell into the water, some were hanged, some were suffocated…
Even the experienced criminal investigation team felt horrified when they saw hundreds of people dead and the entire village empty.
Moreover, they found another incomplete male remains with a large amount of bones missing in the old site of Yang Duo's home, not far from Jiang Yanran's body.
Finally, these bones were found in the homes of clan leaders, elders and other people of status in the village. They had been polished into human bone bracelets and even a human skin drum.
After confirmation by Taoist Priest Ma, it was determined that this was specially made by a master hired by Jiazifen Village in order to suppress Jiang Yanran's revenge.
The official’s anger almost overturned the entire village.
Because the workload for the authorities was too heavy, the program crew, who were frightened and should have rested for a while before leaving, immediately evacuated Jiazifen Village, leaving the entire village, the murder scene, to the authorities.
In order to make up for the previously interrupted programs, and to cooperate with the official public opinion group to suppress the conspiracy theories and various speculations that have emerged on the Internet, the program crew has been broadcasting live during the return journey, except when on the plane.
Therefore, there are quite a few viewers and fans who know when and where the program crew will appear.
Fortunately, the official public opinion group was well prepared and sent people to guard the Binhai Airport early on to separate the tightly surrounded crowd from the program crew, preventing the surging fans and curious audience from rushing over.
You know, the subscription volume of the show "Heart-beating Around the World 99 Days" has reached nearly 70 million, and it has successfully become the most popular variety show of the year. In addition, the fermentation of this live broadcast incident has made many people who originally didn't care about variety shows watch this show.
Maybe it was out of curiosity, or out of concern, or more likely they wanted to take advantage of the popularity or make money from the photos and videos they took... At this moment, the people crowded in the airport boiled like hot water splashed into a frying pan the moment the program crew walked out of the aisle.
The guests and staff did not sleep well because of the incident in the middle of the night, and they were exhausted after getting off the plane, so they all looked unhappy. However, because they had to cooperate with the official public opinion team and give the audience the most believable answer, they could only force themselves to appear in front of the people who came to pick them up, and also face the interviews and questions from the media.
The first to be affected is naturally An Nanyuan, who has the largest number of fans.
"Yes, please rest assured, the production team is not in any danger, and the so-called supernatural events on the Internet are just rumors."
"Evidence? I've seen those so-called screen recordings and photos. They were just misaligned images due to the aperture and angle of the camera equipment. I didn't see any ghosts at the scene."
"If it's really as my friend the entertainment reporter said, then why am I still standing here intact?"
Major newspapers and authoritative media have already communicated with the official opinion group and have unanimously agreed not to report on the incident. Those who came to the airport were all entertainment tabloids and media who like to make up stories and quote out of context to gain traffic and clicks.
As it happens, An Nanyuan, who came from a talent show, has had a bloody and violent career all the way, and is so familiar with this situation that it is more natural to him than eating.
Facing the microphone that the entertainment reporter almost stretched over the security wall and put to his lips, An Nanyuan smiled politely and talked freely: "I wonder which company these entertainment reporter friends are from? I will tell my agent to pay attention to your reports. After all, I am really touched by your concern for me."
"But please rest assured, my body and mind are both healthy. Not only have I not suffered any injuries, I can even dream when I sleep."
An Nanyuan smiled and winked at the girls in the crowd who were blushing, causing them to scream in excitement. Then he pretended to be distressed and put his hands on his collar and hooked it, as if he wanted to pull it down, and said, "I really want you to see for yourself. I am not injured at all. I don't know if this can avoid going to the hospital. Director Zhang is really too conscientious. Alas."
An Nanyuan's words triggered a new round of excitement, and also suppressed the previous doubts and topics. It also reflected the director team's concern and meticulousness, and also clarified the rumors on the Internet that "the guest was injured."
This is the effect that the official public opinion group achieved when they took personal action.
This scene left Zhang Wubing, who was standing next to him, dumbfounded.
Yan Shixun, who was walking at the end, hid his figure behind the program crew members so that the people who came to pick him up and the media would not notice his presence.
Because among all the people, he was the only one injured, and his injury was serious. If he showed up rashly, it would only lead the public opinion, which had not yet subsided, in a dangerous direction.
Although considering his current popularity, it is impossible for him to stay out of public view all the time.
Especially when he just woke up at night, because he was concentrating on being alert to Yang Duo and did not pay attention to the live broadcast effect and fan business of the program team, Yan Shixun was completely unaware that the live broadcast signal in the real world would suddenly resume.
The live camera captured Yan Shixun's bloody and bruised appearance at the time. He was lying in Ye Li's arms with his eyes closed, and even his black shirt was completely soaked, with blood dripping down the corners of his clothes. The impact of this scene was extraordinary.
However, announcing the news after laying the groundwork so that fans and audiences are mentally prepared is not the same as being faced with the news suddenly.
Yan Shixun's injuries had been thoroughly treated when the official rescue team arrived.
Although the official person in charge knew roughly from the live broadcast that Yan Shixun was injured, when the accompanying emergency doctor cut off the clothes that were stuck to Yan Shixun's skin, revealing the wounds completely, everyone present was shocked by the extent of the injury.
"Shoulders, collarbones, abdomen, thighs... If it was just a little off, the liver would be severely damaged and the femoral artery would be cut. God! Even if you're lucky enough not to hit a vital part, how can someone come through with this kind of injury like nothing happened!"
At that time, the emergency doctor looked at Yan Shixun with horror.
Yan Shixun just told the doctor calmly that he had performed emergency treatment before, stopped the bleeding to prevent shock, and disinfected to prevent infection, and then left the follow-up treatment to the doctor, as if it was just an ordinary matter.
Seeing this, Ye Li, who was standing behind Yan Shixun at that time, immediately turned pale.
——How much hurt did Yan Shixun suffer in those life episodes that he did not participate in!
However, Yan Shixun was not interested in the psychological fluctuations of the people around him. The severe overdraft of physical strength and the extensive use of power made him extremely tired after relaxing. He fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane.
The program team decided to return to Binhai City immediately, and once in Binhai City, they immediately arranged for the entire group to go to the hospital for a full-body examination. These were all decisions made around Yan Shixun.
A whole group of people going to the hospital for a check-up can be interpreted as being responsible and careful, and it is not so conspicuous, which can allow Yan Shixun's injury to be slowly accepted by everyone.
After getting off the plane, Yan Shixun regained some of his human color, no longer as pale as before, which made Zhang Wubing terrified.
Yan Shixun looked at An Nanyuan who was standing in the front and talking eloquently, and chuckled as he said to the side: "He is very good at this, isn't he?"
Ye Li stood tall beside Yan Shixun, as if he was still worried that Yan Shixun would fall down due to exhaustion. His arms with smooth lines were loosely wrapped around Yan Shixun's waist, as if he was ready to catch him at any time.
After hearing what Yan Shixun said, Ye Li narrowed his eyes slightly, then slowly turned his head to look at the handsome face of the young man beside him: "Do you like this type?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows: "Do I need to add the identity of Yue Lao to my list of suspicions about you?"
First I thought he liked Zhang Wubing, and now I think he likes An Nanyuan. What's wrong?
"If I were Yue Lao, I would definitely take the initiative to tie the red thread for myself. After all, that is the cause and effect recognized by the source of heaven and earth, so I don't have to figure it out on my own." Ye Li smiled and replied, "Unfortunately, the fact is that Yue Lao has been dead for a long time."
Yan Shixun silently memorized Ye Li's words in his heart, and made a note at the end: Knowing about the collapse of the great way of heaven and earth is likely related to the gods at that time.
...Could he be the ancestor of some school that worships gods and can communicate with them directly?
When traveling with Li Chengyun, Yan Shixun had seen many extraordinary people who had achieved great success in practicing Taoism. They were what people called "hermit masters". Their strength was so powerful that it far exceeded the Taoist knowledge of that era, but they never came out easily and only provided support when necessary.
Among those people, many are already over a hundred years old, and quite a few still have youthful looks.
Tao does not talk about longevity, but about self-cultivation and following the natural way.
In Yan Shixun's opinion, this was a perfectly normal thing, so he also thought that Ye Li was most likely this kind of person.
But why did the hermit come out of the mountains?
Could it be that that matter has finally begun to ferment?
There was a quiet, inquiring look in Yan Shixun's eyes as he looked towards Ye Li.
Ye Li understood what Yan Shixun meant, and the cold and dangerous look he had towards An Nanyuan softened. In his sight, An Nanyuan once again turned into a ball of air with little presence.
An Nanyuan, who didn't know what was going on, shuddered and felt a chill running up his spine, giving him goose bumps.
It was as if there was some danger approaching from behind him. However, he looked around in confusion and found that Zhang Wubing and others looked normal and did not show any abnormality.
Is this the aftereffect of the Battle Royale in the village? I always feel like someone behind me wants to kill me.
An Nanyuan grumbled in his heart but didn't take it to heart anymore.
"Then may I ask, since the production crew was not in danger in Jiazifen Village, why did the live broadcast show Yan Shixun covered in blood?"
A reporter suddenly raised his voice and held up a magnified photo, allowing everyone around to see that Yan Shixun was obviously seriously injured in the photo.
Many people were suddenly shocked.
Zhang Wubing and the others felt a "click" in their hearts and thought to themselves: Here it comes.
They have been on guard against people with ulterior motives trying to make a fuss about this issue.
Although the official blocked the live broadcast immediately after discovering something was wrong, allowing exit but not entry, and also locked the screenshot and recording functions of the live broadcast, there were many people watching this show after all, and it is not ruled out that some people used other devices to take photos and save them at the time.
Because the official news was blocked, Yan Shixun’s fans were not aware that Yan Shixun was seriously injured.
Although many of Yan Shixun’s fans did not see their long-cherished idol just now, they also knew that Yan Shixun did not like fans to pursue him too much. He always advised them to go back to work and school and not waste their time on him.
So the Oats waited obediently, and took the initiative to help maintain order and persuade other fans not to get too excited. They just stood on tiptoe and looked around, wanting to see Yan Shixun.
When they heard the entertainment reporter's words, the Oats suddenly became anxious. They temporarily threw aside their previous obedient waiting and wanted to seek an accurate answer from Zhang Wubing and others.
"Director, is my brother Yan really injured?"
"A minor illness, a minor illness! Is Brother Yan okay?"
"Brother Nanyuan, is what he said true?!"
…
Numerous voices intertwined together, and the eager fans unconsciously surged forward, almost breaking through the human wall formed by the security guards holding hands, making Zhang Wubing sweat profusely and unable to resist.
"Don't worry, Brother Yan is fine."
"No, this is all false news. The program team did encounter a small conflict with the villagers at the farmhouse, but it was not as dangerous as the rumors on the Internet. It was just a trivial matter. Please wait for the official announcement for details. We will explain everything."
…
Seeing that the fans were gradually being appeased, the reporter fanned the flames and shouted loudly, "What did Yan Shixun mean by those words? He said it himself!"
The fans were stunned.
But before they could react, they heard a soft chuckle coming from behind the program crew.
This sound, which should have been insignificant, reached everyone's ears in an instant.
The fans seemed to realize something and instinctively quieted down, looking behind the production crew.
Just like Moses parting the sea, the staff members who had just stood behind Zhang Wubing all moved to both sides, leaving a path in the middle.
Yan Shixun walked with his long legs, leisurely and naturally coming from the back, as relaxed as if he was enjoying the scenery in his own yard, and did not take the reporters' questions to heart at all.
Zhang Wubing looked back at Yan Shixun in astonishment, then leaned over to him worriedly and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan?"
Yan Shixun ruffled Zhang Wubing's hair, which was neatly combed for meeting people, and then slowly walked to the front under everyone's gaze.
The scene that was noisy just now was now quiet. Everyone looked at Yan Shixun, waiting for him to say something.
Yan Shixun raised his chin to the stunned reporter and asked, "You just said that I said there was a ghost?"
The reporter quickly came back to his senses, stiffened his neck and said unconvincedly: "Yes, I have evidence! We recorded everything you said to a man in the live broadcast."
Seeing how confident the reporter was, some fans who suspected that the reporter was making up the story also began to be led astray and hesitantly began to think that what the reporter said might be true.
After all, there is evidence.
But Yan Shixun was not as panicked as the reporters had expected.
He nodded and said calmly: "It seems that you already have physical evidence, but it is not enough. Where is the witness?"
The reporter was delighted, thinking that Yan Shixun was going to confront him. You know, the more you say, the more mistakes you make. As long as Yan Shixun says something, he can turn around and report it as "Yan Shixun got angry and lost his temper in public."
But he didn't expect that in the next second, Yan Shixun's eyes would be filled with a mocking smile. He put his hands in his pockets leisurely and said, "Why don't I give you this witness? I say, there is a ghost lying on your shoulder right now."
After these words were spoken, everyone in the audience was stunned and looked at Yan Shixun in confusion.
The reporter also showed a mocking smile and said hypocritically: "Yan Shixun, you have no excuse in the face of irrefutable evidence, so why don't you just throw the jar into the air?"
Yan Shixun was not disturbed by anyone. He actually raised his chin, pointed at the reporter's shoulder, and began to describe: "It's a woman, about 20 years old, about 160 cm tall, with red curly hair, thin figure, wearing a bright red women's slim suit, with large scratches on her face, a fractured left shoulder, and a piece of iron inserted into her chest..."
His description was meticulous and detailed, his eyes were always on the entertainment reporter, and he occasionally frowned, as if he was really watching and describing it in person. It was so real that people dared not to delve into it, and the people around him who had not taken it seriously at first gradually started to take it seriously, looking at the entertainment reporter with horror in their eyes.
As Yan Shixun continued his description, the reporter's expression changed from disdain to horror, and some fans who were more familiar with the entertainment industry gradually realized that something was wrong.
"Isn't this the girl group member who died in a car accident last month because she was chased by paparazzi?"
"Yes! The red suits are exactly what the girl group wears for their concerts! They had just gotten off work when the accident happened that day."
"What do you mean, Brother Yan, is he saying that the girl group member turned into a ghost and stood behind him? Could it be that he was the paparazzi who caused the car accident?"
Various questioning statements began to become chaotic, and the people around looked at the entertainment reporter with suspicion.
At that time, the program had just started airing and Yan Shixun was still recording in Guishan, so it was impossible for him to see the car accident with his own eyes.
Many people are well aware that Yan Shixun doesn't even have a social media account and is completely indifferent to things in the entertainment industry. It doesn't seem like he would know about the car accident. After all, the girl group had just debuted, and apart from people in the circle and fans, few people paid attention to it.
As a result, the eyes of the Oats turned to the reporter even more unfriendly. Some of Annan's original fans overlapped with the fans of the girl group. They looked very surprised and wanted to rush up to the reporter and question him by the collar. Their noisy questioning drowned out the reporter.
The reporter was immediately panicked. He swallowed his saliva and said calmly, "Yan Shixun, don't think you can change the subject! There are no ghosts in this world, don't talk nonsense!"
Yan Shixun, who had led the situation to its current state with just one sentence, had no sense of being questioned, but nodded leisurely: "Oh? So there are no ghosts in the world."
Yan Shixun chuckled and leaned forward slightly: "When I saw you accusing me righteously just now, I thought you believed that there are ghosts in the world."
The entertainment reporter was suddenly stunned.
The other people around him also reacted at this time: Yes, he just said that Yan Shixun said there was a ghost himself, and he wanted to sway the topic to the point that the program crew encountered a ghost!
The entertainment reporter noticed the expressions of the people around him and wanted to make amends, but the rhythm of the topic had already been firmly grasped by Yan Shixun. The initiative was taken away, and it was too late for him to make amends.
"How can someone take a joke as the truth? We are all adults, my friend, so it's better for you to use your own judgment. Otherwise, I will doubt your ability to understand things and whether you are qualified to be a reporter."
Yan Shixun said lazily: "You have to believe in science, understand? Don't let people think that the magazine you belong to is promoting feudal superstition."
Oats: Poof!
With such a big hat put on them, the entertainment reporters who had something to hide were so panicked that their brains couldn't work and they didn't know how to refute it under the watchful eyes of the public.
He looked hastily at the fans who gathered around him eagerly, wanting to know what happened to the car accident, but he turned around... and ran away!
When faced with something that cannot be handled, the brain's first instruction is to protect, and people will instinctively escape.
The entertainment reporter was caught off guard and his past was exposed by Yan Shixun, which disrupted his rhythm and left him no time to think, so his first reaction was to act on instinct.
The fans were suddenly in an uproar, and some of the fans who liked that girl group looked at the reporter's back with angry expressions.
"Since that entertainment reporter friend played a joke on me, I will return the favor and play a joke on him. Don't take it seriously." Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and said leisurely, "Science, do you understand?"
Oats: "I understand! We believe in science!"
Yan Shixun nodded in satisfaction, then shifted his gaze to the other entertainment reporters and self-media who were still in a daze.
"What about you? Do you have any questions?"
There was a "kind" smile on his handsome face, and it was completely hard to tell that a minute ago, he had completely reversed the public opinion situation that was unfavorable to the program team with just a few words, and scared the entertainment reporters away.
The first bird to stick its head out gets shot.
They never expected that their colleague would be in such a situation. The other entertainment reporters who were used to changing their attitude according to the situation, almost took a step back when Yan Shixun glanced at them. They looked at each other and no one dared to speak first.
"Many of you must have seen the photos that friend just brought. Although I feel helpless, I will take this opportunity to clarify."
Yan Shixun raised his hand and unbuttoned two buttons of his black shirt, revealing a large area of his chest. He then rolled up his shirt sleeves, and his smooth forearms appeared in everyone's view.
Oats: “!!!”
Oh my god, Brother Yan took off his clothes! !
The oats' eyes suddenly lit up, and they forgot what they were about to say. They stared at Yan Shixun's beautifully shaped, slender palm, following his fingers all the way down.
Even those who were not fans of Oatmeal were stunned. They did not expect that there would be such a benefit of having a handsome man "undressing".
For a moment, no one spoke in the huge scene. It was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of some people swallowing saliva.
But Yan Shixun only stopped there and had no intention of continuing.
"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Everyone can see now that I am not as seriously injured as shown in the picture."
He deliberately moved his arms to show that everything was normal. "I was indeed curious about the new environment, so I made an appointment with someone to take a walk in the farmhouse. But you also know that the night in the village is not like the city. There are no lights. I stepped on empty air and scraped a little flesh, that's all. It's not as scary as the rumors on the Internet."
Yan Shixun said in a relaxed tone: "If it's really like what people say on the Internet, can I still stand here?"
Everyone suddenly realized: "That's right! Those marketing accounts are too ridiculous. How can someone be so badly injured and still be able to move freely?"
"Yes, we can see clearly now, Brother Yan has no injuries on his body. If it were true, it has only been a few hours since yesterday? How could he have healed so quickly?"
"But..." A voice said weakly: "I was watching the live broadcast, and Brother Yan, blood was dripping down your clothes."
Yan Shixun responded calmly: "It's an illusion. The farmhouse is surrounded by red leaves, which are not clear under the moonlight. In addition, the equipment of the program team is not good, and the images overlap, which creates an illusion."
Zhang Wubing next to him looked like he was about to suffocate: I bought the best equipment, the best! Who says that the equipment is not good... Forget it, this is my brother Yan, my dear! I can't beat him.
No matter what people around him asked, Yan Shixun responded with a relaxed attitude and quickly turned the rhythm and tone back in the normal direction.
Those who can come to the airport to pick up the fans are almost all the most die-hard fans, or those who are curious and like all kinds of public opinion and gossip. It can be predicted that they will become a voice on the Internet after they go back, posting the answers of Yan Shixun and the program team today on the Internet and leading public opinion.
As for those entertainment reporters, there was fear in their eyes when they looked at Yan Shixun.
People in the industry actually have their own information channels. They roughly know which company caused the car accident a month ago, and they also got the photos of the car accident scene at the first time. But they didn't expect Yan Shixun to directly describe the idol's appearance before his death in the car accident, exactly.
They don't believe that Yan Shixun is joking!
Although they can't say it openly, people in the entertainment industry all believe in these things to some extent, and some celebrities even worship ghosts and gods in private to gain luck. Entertainment reporters like them deal with these things all year round, so they naturally know about it.
At this point, Yan Shixun was no longer a "newly popular amateur" in their eyes, but had become a "master who truly understood yin and yang matters", with perhaps a label behind him - "do not provoke easily".
So under this favorable situation, Yan Shixun quickly ended most of the controversies in public opinion regarding ghosts and gods. After cleverly and calmly controlling the initiative of the whole situation, he guided public opinion in the direction that the program crew had previously discussed with the official public opinion group. Then he retired after accomplishing his mission, leaving the rest of the things to Zhang Wubing and quietly retreated.
Except for a few people from the director team, all other guests left the airport and went to the hospital where they had made an appointment in advance.
Yan Shixun raised his hand again and straightened his shirt.
He just took a shortcut, so that when his shirt was opened, only the parts of his body that were not injured were exposed, while his shoulders and collarbones, as well as the bandages on his abdomen, were all tightly hidden under the shirt.
However, because of his previous action, the wound on his shoulder had opened a little, and a little blood seeped out of the white bandage.
And the smile that had just been on Yan Shixun's lips was gone.
An Nanyuan, who saw this scene, suddenly became a little nervous: "Brother Yan, do you want to call a doctor?"
Others didn't know, but the guests knew very well that Yan Shixun was indeed seriously injured. An Nanyuan, who had never been seriously injured before, was so scared that his hair stood on end when he thought about the bloody and torn flesh he saw at that time, and he felt the phantom pain as if he had suffered the same thing.
There was a hint of fatigue between Yan Shixun's brows, but he moved freely and it was completely invisible that there was a hole in his thigh.
"No, we'll be at the hospital soon."
"But don't American TV shows always say that it can be contagious?" An Nanyuan followed Yan Shixun worriedly, trying to reach out to help him: "Really, in that medical drama I watched, a patient died this way."
Yan Shixun: “…”
This guy really knows how to talk.
Yan Shixun was speechless: "Watch less American TV dramas about difficult and complicated diseases."
Ye Li had long disliked An Nanyuan, but he had not made any move because he was concerned about Yan Shixun. Seeing that Yan Shixun obviously did not want to continue talking to An Nanyuan, he immediately took two steps forward with his long legs, separating the two of them.
His cold eyes glanced indifferently at An Nanyuan, as if saying - try coming closer.
An Nanyuan shuddered, feeling a little afraid instinctively.
Ye Li walked beside Yan Shixun, raised his hand and brushed it across his shoulder: "You are also good at this."
Yan Shixun only felt a cool feeling across his wounded shoulder. When he looked sideways, he found that the blood on the bandage had not continued to spread.
It seems that the bleeding has stopped.
This spell effect...
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, took note of it in his heart, and said, "Dealing with public opinion? Not really. When I walked around the streets before, I always had to face many neighbors who were curious about ghosts and gods. I have already handled it well."
"But do you also think this is an advantage?" Yan Shixun glanced briefly at An Nanyuan behind him, with approval in his eyes: "Zhang Dabing can consider learning from him."
"No." Ye Li did not hide his attitude: "I just think that the way you control the situation is dazzling."
As for the Annan Plain next to it, it is just air with a name.
An Nanyuan: “A-choo!”
When getting into the car, Ye Li held the door with his hand and stood in front of Yan Shixun.
"You just told those people that you wanted to go for a walk? It was just you and me at the time."
Ye Li's eyes were full of smiles: "I heard that there is a subtle way to express love, which is to take a walk under the moon and say to the other person, "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful." Do you think so too, Shi Xun?"
Yan Shixun: ...The people around me are all weird.
"When did we become so close that we could call each other by nicknames?" Yan Shixun speechlessly walked past Ye Li and got into the car. "Also, watch less TV dramas. Have you been led astray by An Nanyuan?"
"ah?"
An Nanyuan, who was named, turned his head in confusion.
Yan Shixun: "I'm not talking about you, go to bed."
Most of the guests who were seriously sleep-deprived took advantage of the drive to Binhai City Hospital to catch up on their sleep.
But Yan Shixun didn't do that. Instead, he sent a message to Song Ci: [Is the girl group that got into the car accident from your company?]
Young Master Song Ci was not sleepy at all. He was replying to messages from his family on his mobile phone when he saw the first message from him after all the coaxing and persuasion from Yan Shixun.
He originally believed what Yan Shixun said, thinking that it was made up by Yan Shixun on the spur of the moment, but now it seems that is not the case!
When it comes to the topic of ghosts and gods, the young master immediately becomes excited.
He turned around to look at Yan Shixun who was sitting in the last row of the business car and replied: [So it was really that person who did it?]
Yan Shixun: [I heard Xiaobing talk about your business scope. You should be able to handle it, right?]
Song Ci was rarely entrusted with important tasks by anyone, and everyone treated him like a child. Seeing Yan Shixun's tone of handing the matter over to him, he suddenly felt very proud and wanted to rush to the back row and proudly promise Yan Shixun.
But Ye Li, who was emitting cold air and was like a freezer, still made Song Ci shrink back and not take any action.
Even so, Song Ci immediately told his family about the matter with great enthusiasm, and sternly stated that he would hold the perpetrator accountable to the end.
This is Brother Yan's trust in him. He cannot be underestimated. He will definitely do better than Zhang Wubing!
Zhang Wubing had no idea that he was being compared to someone else for no apparent reason.
And Brother Song Ci: “???”
My brother, why has he changed his temper today?
Yan Shixun chuckled, put away his phone and took a nap.
Ye Li's magnetic and deep voice was filled with laughter: "Very happy?"
Yan Shixun said "hmm" and replied without opening his eyes: "This is not very good, let's hand it over to the corresponding person to handle it."
"Next time, you can try to give it to me." Ye Li whispered in his ear: "I am your counterpart."
The sleepiness and fatigue that he had been suppressing with willpower came over him. Yan Shixun didn't think much about what Ye Li said. He just said vaguely with sleepiness: "Let's talk about it next time."
The dim vehicle with the curtains drawn soon fell into a deep sleepy peace.
Ye Li lowered his eyes and stared at Yan Shixun who was sleeping soundly. His gaze carried a warmth that he was not even aware of, which was gradually reflected on Yan Shixun's handsome and peaceful sleeping face.
However, the scene in his mind popped up unconsciously, where Yan Shixun unbuttoned his shirt gracefully to prove that he was not injured.
Under the black shirt, there are smooth and firm chest muscles, not the whiteness that has not been exposed to the sun, but the honey color full of power and beauty. People can't help but imagine how wild and sexy it would be if beads of sweat condensed on the muscles and were about to fall.
Yan Shixun's forearms also formed a beautiful curve as he rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly. Against the backdrop of the black shirt, they looked so attractive that it was almost tempting to reach out and touch them, wanting to try out how smooth and warm the touch was.
No one would mistake Yan Shixun's gender because of his handsomeness. He was like a top hunter restrained by a suit. He usually basked in the sun lazily and listlessly, but no one dared to step forward to test his sharpness.
It was not until his shirt was unbuttoned that the unruly and sharp beauty of power was finally revealed to everyone without reservation.
...like big cats.
I wonder if his hair is as nice to touch as a cat's. When I stroke along the hair along his ears, does it make a pleasant "purring" sound like a cat's?
Ye Li's mind was shaken by his own associations, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the look he gave Yan Shixun was so hot that he frowned vigilantly even in his sleep, as if he had sensed a crisis.
But Ye Li suddenly felt that the air around him was so hot.
He didn't know if it was because the air conditioner in the car was turned on too high, or because he himself was not used to the temperature on earth, or...some other reason that he himself didn't know.
However, after staring at Yan Shixun's sleeping face for a long time, and confirming that the other party was sleeping very deeply and would not wake up easily, Ye Li slowly stretched out his hand towards Yan Shixun's face.
His expression was serious, and his already cold and handsome face looked even more majestic, as if he was about to do something extremely important and was so cautious that he could not afford to make any mistakes.
Yan Shixun's long eyelashes drooped, and there was a hint of dark circles under his eyes from staying up late.
Only when observing him from such a close distance did Ye Li discover that Yan Shixun had such long eyelashes, which were thick and beautiful, like crow feathers.
He felt that he seemed to have found the reason why his heart beat abnormally for a moment every time Yan Shixun looked up at him.
It must be because Yan Shixun's eyelashes attracted his attention. A powerful exorcist who can kill gods and ghosts has such beautiful eyelashes and eyes...
Ye Li felt his fingers were itchy and wanted to try the feeling of eyelashes brushing against his fingertips.
But his hand paused in the air, hesitating for a moment, and finally gently fell to Yan Shixun's ear, gently tying his messy hair.
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