Chapter 64: Night Rain Wild Temple (26)
The morning sun rose from the edge of the clouds, spreading the morning light all over the earth, and also coated the man's cold and pale face without a trace of blood with a layer of warm color, making his originally handsome but overly cold and sharp face appear a little lively, as if the statue of God was touched by the warmth of the human world and walked down from the high and majestic but cold platform.
Stepped into the world.
Yan Shixun had only asked casually because of the man's strange appearance. Seeing that the man was just staring at him without saying anything, and the man had a "criminal record" of teasing him, he just glanced at the man for no apparent reason. He felt that the man's eyes did not look like he was looking at a colleague, but rather like the ignorant young couple he had seen when walking around the streets before. Then he rolled his eyes silently in his heart and prepared to go back to the phone with Zhang Wubing to see how this little fool who had been bewitched again was doing.
"Yan...Shixun." The man called out to Yan Shixun.
He took long, straight steps and walked slowly to Yan Shixun. His face, without the cover of the cap, was revealed to Yan Shixun without reservation. His long black hair fell casually on his straight and strong shoulders, curling down naturally, but it did not look feminine at all, but made his momentum even more terrifying, and made his cold face look even more majestic.
His pair of narrow, dark eyes were now fixed intently on Yan Shixun. His eyes were slightly rippling, like the ripples on the sea surface under the sun, with sparkling spots of light.
"I haven't answered the question you asked me just now." The man raised his thin lips slightly and laughed: "I haven't fulfilled my promise to you and let your wish go unfulfilled. How can I let your question go unfulfilled again?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, looked up at the man, and focused his attention on him again, wanting to hear what he was going to say.
Then he heard the man's deep, magnetic voice uttering short but firm syllables from his lips.
"My name is Yeli."
At the moment when the man finished speaking, Yan Shixun could clearly feel the ground of Wild Wolf Peak where they were standing, shaking for a moment, as if it was about to fall because it was supporting something too heavy, and the ground wailed and made a faint "crackling" sound. The air seemed to stagnate for a moment, and all the flowing wind and light froze, not daring to move forward, as if there was something ahead that all living beings feared, and it could not be profaned or offended.
In the distance, the ghost messengers who had been carrying the soul-locking chains and tying up all the dead souls stopped trembling. They were too afraid to leave but also did not dare to look back to confirm. Suddenly, the sound of the soul-locking chains colliding continuously rang out wildly.
The souls of the villagers also stopped following the footsteps of the leading ghosts and looked around in confusion.
The sun is about to rise in the sky. When the morning sun completely leaves the obstruction of the mountains and spreads its light all over the earth without any shadows left, both the ghosts and the souls of the villagers will suffer irreversible damage due to the overly intense yang energy.
But even so, the ghost messengers were still trembling with cold sweat, and could only lower their heads in awe, not daring to move at all.
After Yan Shixun's keen perception caught the unusual things around him, the next moment, the man also noticed his alertness from Yan Shixun's face, so he raised his inky black eyelashes and glanced to the side casually.
Immediately, the majestic aura that permeated the air was completely restrained, and the breath that had just been leaked because of the name was gathered again.
The refreshing mountain breeze began to flow again, and the tense and oppressive feeling dissipated.
The ghost messengers who usually walked around the human world with an arrogant attitude were now fleeing in panic and embarrassment, not daring to even look back.
Just a real name, but it has such power.
But Yan Shixun did not connect the anomaly around him with the man. After some doubt, he temporarily attributed the anomaly to the abnormal movement caused by the alternation between the old and new mountain gods of Wild Wolf Peak. After all, the one who could cause such a large-scale anomaly could only be a righteous god recognized by heaven and earth.
After Wild Wolf Peak returned to normal, Yan Shixun's serious expression faded away. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man: "I thought you were afraid to tell me your name, so I was considerate enough not to ask you. But you rushed to tell me your name?"
The man was slightly surprised and asked with a smile: "Why would I be afraid?"
It seemed that he had never experienced this kind of emotion. All along, he could only see fear in the people, gods and ghosts who saw him, but he himself was never indifferent and had no fear at all.
There is nothing between heaven and earth that is worth his fear.
Yan Shixun raised a smile and pointed at himself: "You have seen it, I deal with dead ghosts all year round, which are what ordinary people would call Yin Yang masters, Feng Shui masters, and charlatans. Haven't you heard of the legend? If you annoy a person who knows magic, be careful that he will curse you with a figurine. It's not a folk legend that as long as you have a name, birth date and hair, you can curse people. It's a magic of exorcism."
"Considering that you've played a trick on me before and I have a bad temper, it's understandable that you're scared."
Yan Shixun was in a good mood after releasing all the villagers from the control of the evil creature. All the gentle mood he had just had when talking with the kind young woman had not completely faded away. This made Yan Shixun, who was a little irritable when facing men, feel in the mood to tease men.
Hearing Yan Shixun threatening him like he was scaring a child who couldn't sleep, the man was not afraid at all. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Then can you do it?"
Yan Shixun spread his hands and threatened maliciously: "I couldn't tell before, but now that I know your name, I can try it next time I don't like you. In fact, folk legends are not accurate. As long as I have your name and know your appearance, the basic requirements of the spell of exorcism have been met and I can cast the spell."
"Besides, I am different from those academicians. I have learned a lot of different things."
Yan Shixun was rarely interested, like the big bad wolf scaring Little Red Riding Hood. He looked at the man's face to see some changes in his expression, and said, "I have traveled from the southwestern border to the northeastern snow forest, from south to north. I have learned a lot of folk tricks, Lu Ban's technique, and tried witchcraft. It's not just the art of warding off evil. If you want to curse someone, I have many ways to do it. It's just that I haven't tried it before. Fortunately, you are here, so I can try it next time."
But the frightened look on the man's face that Yan Shixun expected did not appear.
The man just felt that Yan Shixun, who talked eloquently about his experiences and what he had learned, not only made him marvel that the ghost exorcists in the world were so outstanding and knowledgeable, but also made him arouse a secret feeling in his heart.
Yan Shixun was like a cat showing off its claws and proudly displaying its paw pads to him, and when he got excited, his cat's unique furry ears would tremble, making him look extremely proud and arrogant.
So... cute.
The man's eyes became softer when he looked at Yan Shixun, and a smile almost overflowed from his originally cold eyes.
"Yeah, that's amazing." The man nodded with a smile. He was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked proud and couldn't stop smiling. "Next time I have a chance, I must give it a try."
Seeing the unexpected reaction of the man, Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
But he immediately remembered that this assistant director named Ye Li had just seen the main hall of the mountain temple with him and watched the scene of ghosts marching in groups not long ago, and even saved him in the main hall of the mountain temple. At that time, Ye Li was very calm and not too scared. He was probably one of the brave ones.
After all, evil ghosts are also afraid of evil people. If the person himself is not afraid, the evil ghosts will have no chance to take advantage.
Thinking of this, Yan Shixun understood and didn't care too much about the man's reaction.
However, the conversation with the man just now made Yan Shixun's already good mood slowly and steadily land. Also, because of the pleasant conversation and the man's flattery, Yan Shixun's impression of him also improved. He was no longer as irritable as when they first met, but was much more pleasing to the eye.
After coming out of the gentle and happy mood just now, Yan Shixun quickly adjusted his mentality and regained his composure.
Although the dead villagers had been sent away, the matter of Wild Wolf Peak was not over yet. He always remembered the evil creature that escaped from the mural when the statue collapsed in the main hall of the mountain temple. Moreover, the safety of the rest of the program team had not been confirmed.
Yan Shixun was thinking about things, and his expression became cold and stern.
At this moment, a loud sob suddenly sounded, interrupting Yan Shixun's thoughts.
He looked down and realized that the call he had just made to Zhang Wubing had not been hung up and was still on speaker.
Zhang Wubing on the other end of the phone was shaking, as if he was frightened and asked in a crying voice: "Yan, Brother Yan, do you know so many ways to curse people? I didn't know this before."
"I'm sorry, Brother Yan! I didn't respect you enough before and always bothered you and cried my snot on your clothes. I know I was wrong and I won't dare to do it again next time. Brother Yan, please don't curse me. I will be very good and I will do whatever Brother Yan says. Wuwuwu!"
After Wangji's loud cry, Zhang Wubing cried miserably and expressed his loyalty to Yan Shixun crazily. He was obviously frightened by what he just heard on the phone from Yan Shixun, who said that he knew many kinds of folk remedies.
Yan Shixun: “…………”
The person who was originally intended to be scared was not scared. He didn't even remember his existence and didn't want to be scared. Instead, he was scared into this cowardly look.
Yan Shixun put the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, made a "tsk" sound, and said with disdain, "Don't worry, Zhang Dabing. If I wanted to curse you, I would have done it long ago. I wouldn't have to endure it until now. Just because you always disturbed me when I was sleeping in college, it was already a big trouble for me. If I really disliked you, you wouldn't have lived to graduate by then."
"Your brain is not suitable for worrying about such things. Go back to the hospital and have your brain checked."
Yan Shixun snorted, and after confirming that Zhang Wubing was out of danger, he hung up the phone.
Now that the signal had been restored, Yan Shixun immediately called the lost director's car and logistics vehicle to confirm that they were all safe.
"Next..."
A fierce look flashed in Yan Shixun's eyes: "It's that evil creature."
The matter of Wild Wolf Peak will not be over until the evil is eliminated!
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