Chapter 117 Therefore I Think (3)
It is rare for Yan Shixun to have such leisure time.
Because the injury was so severe, not only Zhang Wubing was scared, but even Zhang's mother, who came to deliver chicken soup and visit her son, was scared.
During Binhai University, Zhang Wubing and Yan Shixun shared a dormitory. If it weren't for Yan Shixun, Zhang Wubing would have died a hundred times in that university built on a mass grave. Therefore, Zhang Wubing's parents and personal assistants were very familiar with Yan Shixun. After hearing that Yan Shixun had no parents, Zhang's mother treated Yan Shixun as kindly as her own son.
——No, it should be said that Yan Shixun’s treatment far exceeded that of Zhang Wubing.
Looking at the earthenware pot soup that was sent to the hospital early in the morning, Zhang Wubing was stunned: "I thought my mother finally remembered me as her son. She has been touched since she started to stew the soup last night. I didn't expect that it was for Brother Yan?"
In the brightly lit single room, Yan Shixun glanced at Zhang Wubing with amusement: "Treatment as a patient, or how about giving you this injury?"
Zhang Wubing shuddered and immediately shut up.
The person who brought the soup was Zhang's father's assistant. Normally, someone of his level was not needed to make this trip.
But Zhang's father felt uncomfortable. After seeing the overwhelming news about the "Heart-Stirring Travel Around the World for 99 Days" program on the Internet, although he knew that Zhang Wubing would be fine as long as Yan Shixun was there, he was still secretly worried about his son who had never been allowed to leave the house. That's why he asked his assistant to go and see how Zhang Wubing was doing, and asked him to take two more photos.
The assistant looked at Zhang Wubing, who was interacting well with Yan Shixun and looked obedient and silly, and recalled the tense and chaotic quarrel between the Zhang father and son a few months ago, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Even if he had acted half as good as he did in front of Mr. Yan, the chairman wouldn't have been so angry.
However, the assistant had another mission this time.
"Mr. Yan, while you were recording the show, we received a lot of messages wanting to contact you."
The assistant placed the filled briefcase on the table next to Yan Shixun: "Because Mr. Yan doesn't have a fixed contact method, and those people don't know where Mr. Yan lives, many people used their connections to deliver the invitation letter to the Zhang family."
The assistant smiled formally, "Please rest assured, Mr. Yan, we have not agreed to any invitation for you without your permission. We have only said that we will keep it for you, but we have not agreed to pass on the message. Whether Mr. Yan agrees or not, it is up to you to decide."
Yan Shixun paused with his hand holding the soup spoon and his eyes fell on the briefcase.
Zhang Wubing saw what Yan Shixun meant. He reached out to open the briefcase and saw the thick invitation letters inside. Most of the signatures on the letters looked familiar to Zhang Wubing. They were all entrepreneurs who appeared in newspapers and on television all year round, and there were also many companies that were on good terms with the Zhang family.
"So many?" Zhang Wubing was a little angry: "Since you knew Brother Yan would not agree, why did you accept it?"
The assistant smiled and said, "Maybe there will be someone who is destined to be with Mr. Yan?"
He turned to greet Yan Shixun and said, "My mission is completed, so I won't disturb Mr. Yan from recuperating. Don't worry, if Mr. Yan doesn't want to, throwing it away won't have any impact."
As soon as the assistant left, someone from the director team pushed the door open and urged Yan Shixun to open a social media account.
"Brother Yan, I know you don't like social media accounts, but right now, the number of fans who have received the Oat Medal alone is almost 20 million, and the number of fans who have checked in with the hashtag is almost 30 million. It would be fine if there were fewer people, but with so many people, it wouldn't be good to ignore them."
The staff in charge of publicity almost made Yan Shixun cry on the spot.
It has been almost a week since the recording of Jiazifen Village ended, but the enthusiasm of fans has not subsided with the passage of time, but has become more and more intense. Yan Shixun does not have an account, so he went to the official account of the program team to urge them, which made the staff in charge of the official account feel tingling. Every time they posted an official statement, they felt a lot of pressure.
——After all, when Yan Shixun resolved the public opinion problem at the airport, there was a side effect.
His popularity just increased.
A person who has no company, no plans, and has not even made his debut, can accumulate 30 million fans just by appearing on a variety show. What does this show?
Countless entertainment companies and studios were eyeing Yan Shixun. If Zhang Wubing had not booked a private hospital with good privacy, those omnipresent entertainment companies and reporters would have already sneaked in.
But even so, because Yan Shixun has never disclosed his contact information to the public and no account related to him can be found on the Internet, a large number of invitation letters are sent to the director team's work email every day.
Because of the huge number of invitations, the director team even had to assign one person specifically to handle these matters.
However, no matter how the staff cried and begged Yan Shixun every day, he remained unmoved.
"Do I look like someone who is so soft-hearted and easy to talk to?" Yan Shixun propped up his chin leisurely, sat on the hospital bed and looked at the staff with amusement: "I advise you to give up as soon as possible."
Staff: "QAQ, open an account. Brother Yan doesn't even need to manage it himself, he can just hand it over to Director Zhang. Or Brother Yan can just post a selfie like some celebrities, it's very simple."
"I refuse."
Yan Shixun said: "Having to face such a huge crowd means that the forces you receive will become more and more mixed, whether positive or negative, and will eventually pile up on you. In the end, your own strength will be covered up, and you will collapse under the heavy burden."
He smiled nonchalantly and asked, "Everything has a price. Those who want to gain the love and hate of others, or even guide others, will also have to bear the negative power of their 'fans' in return. You are much more familiar with the entertainment industry than I am. Tell me, what is the final outcome of those people?"
The staff was speechless.
Anyone who wants to gain something from fans will of course end up in only one direction: backlash.
Sooner or later.
"Besides..." Yan Shixun's eyes dimmed: "They like you today, and hate you tomorrow. Emotions are so unstable."
As a ghost exorcist, Yan Shixun has seen too many strong emotions.
Good, bad... one moment they are grateful to you, and the next moment they are cold to you because of something else.
When Yan Shixun was still a teenager, he didn't understand why this happened.
At that time, he looked blankly at the woman who had clearly saved her life because of Li Chengyun, but who chased after Li Chengyun and beat him like a madman after being rescued, and anger surged in his heart.
——We helped you. If it weren’t for us, you would have been killed by your daughter who turned into a ghost. Why do you repay kindness with evil?
Li Chengyun was very calm, smiling warmly and telling the young Yan Shixun: "Because compared to her daughter, we are the more distant one. She can beg us when entrusting us with things, and she will hate us when she finds that the direction of things is not in line with what she wants. But Xiaoxun, we don't have to accept these emotions, because there is no cause and effect between us and her."
"Help others, but don't expect too much in return. If you decide to embark on the path of a ghost hunter, you will experience more in the future."
Li Chengyun gave Yan Shixun many choices.
Yan Shixun can continue his studies after completing his apprenticeship, and after graduating from university, he can find an enviable job in society with a degree from a top university - Li Chengyun knows his apprentice very well. The evil spirit in his bones not only makes him the best talent for suppressing evil spirits, but he also has an IQ far beyond that of ordinary people.
As long as Yan Shixun wants, he can do almost anything.
And because Li Chengyun was born in Haiyun Temple and had made many friends due to his frequent travels, it would be easy for Yan Shixun to return to Haiyun Temple and become a formal Taoist priest there, or to join any other Taoist sect.
Or, Yan Shixun could continue Li Chengyun's style and become a free-spirited person who travels around the world and learns widely.
Either way, it's much easier and safer than the Ghost Exorcist's path.
But Yan Shixun chose neither.
He firmly embarked on the path of a ghost exorcist.
"Master, there are many wronged souls in this world."
The young Yan Shixun still had a childish look on his face. His handsome face, which would become sharp and unruly in the future, still had a round curve that had not faded. It was so soft and tender that people wanted to pinch it to feel it.
But he looked at Li Chengyun seriously and firmly, not like a minor.
Instead, he was like a Taoist priest who had attained enlightenment for a long time. He had the Tao in his heart and the path under his feet. He was never confused and knew which direction he should go.
"But when I traveled across the country with my master, I only saw those ghost exorcists and masters who killed ghosts without asking questions, as if those who were not of my kind must have different hearts, and that humans were always right and ghosts were always wrong."
"But it shouldn't be like this, Master. Among those ghosts, there are mothers who stay in the human world because they are afraid that their children won't be able to find their way home. There are also girls who were murdered and died with resentment. There are also upright people who were slandered but cannot speak out their innocence... They should have their second chance. The world owes them fairness and justice."
Yan Shixun looked at Li Chengyun seriously: "I can't change the world, but I want to change the endings of all the gods and ghosts I meet. Even the smallest change will eventually be reflected in the avenue of heaven and earth."
"And if the heaven and earth approve of me, they will guide those people, gods and ghosts to appear before me."
Li Chengyun never interfered with Yan Shixun's decisions. He treated and respected his apprentice as an adult from the very beginning. So he nodded and let Yan Shixun do what he wanted to do.
——This is Yan Shixun’s own way. Those who do not practice this way have no right to comment.
However, Yan Shixun didn't know that Li Chengyun turned around and tore up the letter from Haiyun Temple.
It wasn't that Li Chengyun was hiding it from Yan Shixun on purpose, but he just didn't care from the bottom of his heart.
It is just an empty name. Haiyun Temple is not famous because of the name "Haiyun Temple" but because of its many disciples, all of whom practice the great way.
As for the position of the abbot of Haiyun Temple or other positions, in Li Chengyun's view, they were just additional worldly honors. If Yan Shixun didn't want them, then he didn't care.
——Later, Lu Xingxing learned about this matter from Taoist Master Song Yi.
He looked at the thick scriptures that he could not learn, and heard that someone had given up the reward he had dreamed of without any hesitation. He wanted to cry but had no tears: "Freak! A pair of freaks! Are they so obsessed with fame, status and money?"
You should know that any Taoist priest in Haiyun Temple will be invited by wealthy businessmen outside. Not to mention the complicated and laborious rituals, even a simple divination can be fought for a sky-high price.
For example, Taoist Song Yi, his schedule is already scheduled for a year later, so he has to arrange his time according to his own schedule.
The staff of the director team did not know that Yan Shixun had such an experience. He just looked at the tens of millions of oats on the social platform and felt so sorry that his heart bled.
You have to know that among the guests invited by the program team, only An Nanyuan has more fans than Yan Shixun, and this is when An Nanyuan has a professional team to run the program. People like Zhao Zhen and variety show stars have less than 10 million fans.
The guests of a popular variety show all have this level of fans, not to mention those small stars out there who have been struggling between flop and obscurity for years.
If those small stars and internet celebrities knew that Yan Shixun would give up tens of millions of fans so easily, they would probably be so jealous that their eyes would bleed.
For a staff member who has worked in the entertainment industry for many years, his thinking has naturally been fixed. He is more familiar with the entertainment industry and knows the stars and entertainment companies like the back of his hand, but because of this, his vision is also confined to this circle.
Zhang Wubing had no idea about this. He just listened to the staff's analysis, which said that if Yan Shixun could view social media accounts, the program's influence would be further enhanced.
But if Yan Shixun was unwilling, he naturally would not force Yan Shixun.
——Nonsense, this is his father!
He was still counting on holding onto Yan Shixun's thigh to survive.
"But Brother Yan, because the previous farm stay ended too hastily, the audience was not very happy and felt that it was incoherent. So the other guests started broadcasting on their respective live video accounts as they wished, which can be regarded as a vlog to compensate the audience."
Zhang Wubing scratched his head and said in distress: "But the audience is also clamoring to see Brother Yan. If you are willing, you can show your face and let them know that you are safe."
Yan Shixun looked up at Zhang Wubing with a half-smile: "Xiaobing, I'm very pleased. It seems that being a director has made you grow a lot."
Zhang Wubing was bewildered: "Ah?"
"Can you still use strategies?"
Yan Shixun lazily leaned back, his tone relaxed, but his words hit the nail on the head: "Okay, you understand other people's psychology. You know that after being rejected once, most people will not be embarrassed to refuse a second time. Even after hearing about more difficult options and rejecting them, when they encounter a relatively simple one, most people will agree."
"Where did you learn this trick?"
Zhang Wubing could feel that at the same time Yan Shixun said this, Ye Li, who had been sitting on the other side of the bed with his eyes closed and dozing off, leaving space for other people who came to visit Yan Shixun, slowly opened his eyes and looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.
Although he didn't know who this man who followed Brother Yan all the time was, he had deeply realized how terrifying this man was in the past few days!
Zhang Wubing felt that even though he had been encountering ghosts since he was a child, the sense of crisis he felt every time he was stared at by a man was definitely what he feared the most, as if he would be eaten alive by ghosts in the next moment.
"I didn't do that, Brother Yan! I'm innocent, please believe me!"
Zhang Wubing immediately rushed over very tactfully, cried "Ah!" and hugged Yan Shixun's arm and started to pretend crying. His crying was so sincere and sad that it was guaranteed to move even the most hard-hearted person.
"Brother Yan is my father, how could I do such an unfilial thing! Really, it all depends on whether Brother Yan is willing or not. I am just giving suggestions and I have never used any tricks with Brother Yan. It's just that I may have been dealing with people from public opinion groups and entertainment companies recently, so I may not have changed my mindset for the time being, but I have no second thoughts about Brother Yan! Brother Yan, believe me, I am your favorite little ailment!"
Assistant Zhang's father, who was standing outside the door and had not had time to leave, said: "…"
The staff in the room: “…”
There was silence in the ward for a moment, and no one spoke first.
Ye Li lowered his gaze and watched Zhang Wubing hugging Yan Shixun's arm tightly, his eyes becoming even colder.
Yan Shixun threw Zhang Wubing aside with disdain: "Get out of the way, stop smearing your snot and tears on me, it's disgusting, you are the Zhang Wubing that I hate the most."
Zhang Wubing: “QAQ.”
“However, it does need to be broadcast live once.”
Yan Shixun said nonchalantly, "I don't know if the audiences of the previous live broadcasts in Jiazifen Village and Jia Village had their fortunes affected by ghosts. It would be safer to use the live broadcast to exorcise the evil spirits."
Zhang Wubing nodded rapidly: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Who cares what the reason is? As long as Brother Yan agrees, it's fine!
The assistant outside the door had mixed feelings: Fortunately, the chairman is not here, otherwise he would be so angry. Why does the young master look so stupid in front of Mr. Yan?
"Is there no one coming from Haiyun Temple?"
Yan Shixun glanced at the briefcase filled with invitations from wealthy and powerful people, and suddenly remembered: "Lu Xingxing is injured in the soul. Didn't his master, Taoist Song Yi, or other Taoist priests come to see him?"
"He is here..."
Zhang Wubing hesitated: "But he was driven away again."
Yan Shixun paused and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Could the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple be driven away? Normally, they would just drive away overly enthusiastic pilgrims.
The staff nearby quickly covered their mouths, but still couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Zhang Wubing covered his face, and finally suppressed the urge to laugh, and answered Yan Shixun's question seriously.
Because Taoist Priest Song Yi and Taoist Priest Ma both stayed in Jiazifen Village, assisting the official leaders in clearing the negative energy remaining in the valley and sending those innocent people who were killed to the afterlife. They were so busy that they couldn't come back for a while.
Lu Xingxing sent a message to Taoist Song Yi and told his master about his experience.
Unlike Lu Xingxing, a silly kid who spent most of his time making music and thus had a weak foundation in his studies and only learned a superficial understanding, Taoist Song was the direct disciple of the old Taoist priest. Although the old Taoist priest disliked him for having poor talent and being too serious and meticulous, the control group that the old Taoist priest brought was a rare genius like Li Chengyun. Therefore, Taoist Song was already ahead among his peers. He also worked with official departments for many years and had rich experience in exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts.
Taoist Master Song Yi immediately noticed Lu Xingxing's condition and knew that his soul was injured by the Yin energy. If left unchecked, his soul would soon leave his body.
If you lose your soul by then, the situation will be terrible.
Therefore, Taoist Song Yi quickly asked other Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple to go and watch the road stars on his behalf.
As a result, when the Taoist priest arrived, it happened to be the time when the doctor was making rounds in the early morning.
In front of the doctor, Lu Xingxing's eyes sparkled, and she asked loudly without hesitation: "Uncle Master, where is the talisman? I have learned this. Do I have to burn the talisman into ashes and drink it?"
Lu Xingxing had an expression that said “Praise me, praise me”.
But the Taoist priest felt indescribable suffocation and embarrassment, his hands were still cupped in his Taoist robe, and he had no time to take out the talisman in the small bag in his sleeve, but he was already frozen in place.
The doctor holding the medical record next to him: “…”
The doctor raised his head silently, his eyes moving from Lu Xingxing's face to the Taoist priest.
The two looked at each other in silence.
Then, the doctor called the security guard with an expressionless face.
——For the first time in his life, the poor Taoist priest experienced being treated as a swindler and being driven out with his arms tied.
Lu Xingxing was also ruthlessly scolded by the doctor for a long time, telling him to believe in science instead of feudal superstition. If he was sick, he should drink the spell water. Is that drinkable? If spells are useful, why do we need medicine?
Doing this in the hospital, and in front of the doctor, you're just asking for a beating!
Lu Xingxing originally wanted to refute, but the doctor had a blank expression on his face, but his lips kept firing mercilessly like a machine gun. He scolded Lu Xingxing for the entire morning as if he was scolding a silly intern, and he scolded Lu Xingxing, a fearless and proud musician, until he had tears in his eyes.
In addition to his master and grandmaster, Lu Xingxing now has a new person to fear.
--doctor.
After listening to Zhang Wubing's words, Yan Shixun said: "Poof!"
"The doctor is right, Lu Xingxing really should have his brain checked." Yan Shixun nodded, not intending to speak for Lu Xingxing at all.
Didn’t you see that when he was seriously injured, he still rushed to the hospital for surgery?
For Yan Shixun, Taoism was the science of the past, but after the collapse of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the current science replaced the Taoism of the past and became one of the support points of the Great Dao.
Blindly following the old science is just a way of confining oneself to a certain area.
——Although many of my colleagues still reject or even despise science.
But in Yan Shixun's view, this part has been eliminated by the Tao and has not understood the Tao at all.
"Okay, let's do it now. Give me the equipment."
Yan Shixun said this and got out of bed.
His action scared several people in the ward, and Zhang Wubing subconsciously wanted to support Yan Shixun.
Although he was not able to attend Yan Shixun's surgery in time, he knew very well that one of Yan Shixun's injuries was in his thigh. Would it really not affect his recovery if he walked so casually?
But someone was one step faster than him.
Ye Li held Yan Shixun's arm firmly, but he did not pull him back to the bed. Instead, he lent him strength so that he would not use too much force in his waist and abdomen and irritate the healing wound.
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Li, his eyes seemed to say: You are so quick, are we so familiar with each other?
Ye Li chuckled in response: Otherwise, who would be taking care of you these days?
Although Yan Shixun's injuries healed much faster than others, he was still a human body after all. In the first few days after the operation, he had difficulty moving, and in order to prevent water from infecting the wound and affecting healing, he could not take a bath on his own.
Ye Li took over these things naturally. After scaring away the caregivers and assistants hired by the program team with a cold look, he turned around and put on a frank expression and asked Yan Shixun to take off his clothes.
Yan Shixun: “?”
Ye Li's reason was also very reasonable: "The wound on your waist has not healed completely yet. Any big movement will cause the wound to rupture. You don't want to stay in the hospital for a few more months because of this, right? Or do you want to not take a shower until you stink?"
Yan Shixun: “…”
Okay, that's very reasonable, and it makes people feel there is no reason to refuse.
However, Yan Shixun didn't care too much about it. Ye Li was also of the same gender, so there was nothing to be shy about for him.
So he took off his hospital gown without hesitation, revealing his well-proportioned and strong body in front of Ye Li.
So, Ye Li, who had a calm expression a moment ago, froze in place, staring at the young man in front of him without taking his eyes off. It took him several minutes to barely regain his senses. He walked forward gently, and his slender fingers hesitated for several times before they landed on Yan Shixun's skin.
Yan Shixun thought Ye Li's expression was quite funny: "Haven't you ever seen other men before? Why are you so shy?"
——But maybe because they were afraid that he would catch a cold that day, the air conditioning in the ward was turned on too high, and he actually found that the hand that Ye Li stretched out to him was burning hot.
Even Ye Li's Adam's apple kept rolling, as if the air was hot and dry.
Yan Shixun: “?”
After the first time, in the next few days, Yan Shixun and Ye Li gradually got used to it, and Yan Shixun began to feel at ease letting Ye Li help him.
Of course, only Yan Shixun felt that he was used to Yeli.
Every time Ye Li saw Yan Shixun's body, it was like an extremely active volcano, as if it would erupt at the next moment.
But he suppressed all these emotions, his expression remained calm and he concealed them well.
Only the warmth of his skin betrayed his abnormality.
However, there was one thing Yan Shixun never agreed to, which made Ye Li feel a little regretful.
"I can still do things like going to the bathroom by myself."
On the first day of hospitalization, Yan Shixun stood at the door of the toilet and turned around to see Ye Li following him closely. He raised his hand with a smile to indicate that he was just injured, not a vegetable: "Besides, Mr. Ye Li, aren't you a little too familiar? As adults, don't you keep some social distance from each other?"
Ye Li thought to himself: What I hate most is the distance between you and me.
However, seeing Yan Shixun's resistance, Ye Li did not force him, but took a step back and compromised.
——Take it slow, they still have a lot of time to spend together, so Shi Xun can slowly get used to his presence. He can't let Shi Xun become wary and stay away from him just because he is anxious for the moment.
...Of course, there is a certain sick person who is despised by all gods and ghosts. It would be great if he could never come to disturb them again.
Ye Li wanted to find a reason to make Zhang Wubing stay away from Yan Shixun immediately, but Yan Shixun was perceptive enough and valued Zhang Wubing, his only friend.
He had to give up the idea for the time being.
However, Ye Li's method did work. The two of them stayed in the same room in the hospital for a week, which allowed Yan Shixun to gradually become familiar with his scent and no longer reject his approach.
At this time, Ye Li supported Yan Shixun lightly to prevent Yan Shixun from using too much force and hurting himself, and followed him out of the ward.
"I'll broadcast live in the hospital garden. Staying in the ward will make them have unreasonable associations and it will be bad for their senses."
Yan Shixun nodded to Zhang Wubing and said, "Take the live broadcast equipment to the garden."
"No problem, Brother Yan!" Zhang Wubing agreed excitedly.
All that was missing from his back was a tail that would shake wildly at the sound of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
"I'll go post a preview on the show's official account right now!"
"No need." Yan Shixun stopped Zhang Wubing: "Those who are destined to see it and need to exorcise evil spirits will naturally see it."
…
Ever since he watched the episode about Jiazifen Village, Brother Goose has been having nightmares.
He made some money as a variety show celebrity, and has lived alone in recent years. But every night when he was about to fall asleep, he seemed to hear a "clang!" sound coming from the living room, and then he was awakened by his heart pounding.
But when he turned on the light and went to the living room to check, he could only see some scattered debris on the ground, as if blown away by the wind.
Brother Goose just smiled at first and didn't care.
But he soon discovered that
He also dreams about his home.
In the dream, Brother Goose saw himself sitting at the end of the bed facing the bedroom door. Through the unlocked bedroom door, he could see a woman with a knife stuck in her chest in the living room. She was walking around the living room unconsciously with her eyes open, sometimes bumping into the coffee table and cabinet, knocking things on the edge off, making noises.
Goose was so frightened that he felt his neck was stiff and he couldn't turn around. He could only frantically repeat in his mind, "Don't see me, don't see me!"
He wanted to close the bedroom door, or hide in a place where he couldn't be seen from the living room, but he seemed to be rooted to the ground and couldn't do it.
The more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen.
The woman turned her head stiffly and met Brother Goose's eyes.
Brother Goose felt that his blood ran cold at that moment.
Then he began his frantic escape, desperately trying to run from his home to the neighborhood, but he was always blocked by the woman. Finally, he was forced into despair and had to jump out of the window.
“Plop!”
Brother Goose felt the pain in his body and opened his eyes instantly.
Then I realized that I had fallen off the bed and was woken up by the cold and hard floor tiles.
If it only happened once, Brother Goose wouldn't care and would just treat it as a dream.
But this happened every night, which made Brother Goose start to feel suspicious. Finally, he couldn't help it. While chatting with the community security guard, he asked about the woman with a knife in her chest.
"Well, you're talking about this."
The security guard smoked a cigarette and smiled, "Brother, you bought the house last year, right? Then you probably don't know. The year before last, when our community had just handed over the houses and everyone had finished decorating and moved in, a couple had an argument, and the husband got so angry that he stabbed his wife. When he calmed down, he found that his wife was dead. He rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night and called the police to turn himself in."
"It was a big fuss at the time, and the housing prices in our neighborhood dropped drastically."
The security guard pointed at Brother Goose and said, "How else do you think you can buy a house in Binhai City at this price? Those who bought this second-hand house in the past two years are all young people like you. They have little money but are not afraid of ghosts. After all, everyone believes in science, so they don't care about these negative news."
Brother Goose felt like all the hairs on his body were standing up.
No! I'm afraid of ghosts! And although I believe in science, I don't believe it completely. After all, I've seen Brother Yan kill ghosts!
Brother Goose was shouting silently in his heart, but he still stammered as he described the woman he saw in his dream and asked the security guard.
The security guard nodded and said curiously, "Brother, have you seen the news too? It's true. When that poor wife died, our property management also went to deal with it. I saw it, and it was exactly the same as you said."
Brother Goose could no longer hear what the security guard said.
He walked back home in a daze, looked at the empty living room, and suddenly felt very cold.
He finally knew what he saw in his nightmares every day.
--ghost.
Brother Goose was so frightened that he decided to go to Haiyun Temple to ask for a talisman to report his safety. Suddenly, he found that his special concern was reminded.
Yan Shixun, the show is on.
Brother Goose: !! Hasn’t the show started yet? Why is Brother Yan starting it now?
Although several other guests have started live broadcasts on their personal live broadcast accounts, happily sharing their hospital recuperation VLOGs with everyone, and the audience has been calling for Yan Shixun to start a live broadcast, everyone actually knows very well that Yan Shixun probably won't do a live broadcast.
——After all, this is a man who is completely out of business.
Taoist idol, ancestor-type idol, you deserve it.
Who would have thought that Brother Yan would actually start a live broadcast quietly!
Many dedicated fans were pleasantly surprised to discover this, while some others inexplicably clicked on the live broadcast platform and then discovered it.
However, this incident was like timely relief for Brother Goose, and it almost made him cry with joy.
Yan Shixun's face appeared on the live broadcast screen.
He was wearing a loose pure white hospital gown, but he looked in good spirits, not at all as seriously injured as the marketing accounts said. Perhaps because he had been recuperating in the hospital recently, his complexion looked much better than when he was in Jiazifen Village.
Behind Yan Shixun is a lush garden, the sun is shining brightly, and there are sounds of birds and insects chirping. The scene looks very relaxing.
When Yan Shixun smiled at the live camera, the audience almost turned into groundhogs and screamed.
Brother Goose also excitedly typed a comment: "I was scared to death, but when I saw Brother Yan, I suddenly felt relieved!"
But in the hospital garden, Ye Li stood far away in the corridor, looking at Yan Shixun who seemed to be glowing in the sun, and his whole body fell into a low mood silently.
Zhang Wubing, who was standing next to him, shivered from the cold and silently moved two steps to the side.
Ye Li: Shi Xun actually said that I couldn’t appear in his camera, and he couldn’t explain my identity... To him, I was a person without an identity?
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