Chapter 146: Children's Giggling Voice (26)
Jing Mansion is exactly the same as I remember it, without any damage from time.
It was not later, after all the suffering was over, that he returned to see the city, which had been scarred by the artillery fire and aged by the years he had not experienced.
But it was truly exactly the same as the last look he gave me when he looked back when he left home.
Just as the young man was looking at every tree and blade of grass in Jing Mansion with nostalgia in his eyes, someone walked down the gilded stairs. The leather shoes landed on the floor, making a regular and crisp sound, which attracted the young man's attention.
He subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.
Even though he had watched everything that happened here on the live broadcast, the young man couldn't help but be stunned when he actually faced the person who played his father.
In the dimly lit Jing Mansion, the originally beautiful decorations were mostly destroyed because of the escape. The crystal chandelier fell, the mirror was broken, the paintings were crooked, and the fragments of the sculptures were scattered all over the floor. Even the carpets and walls were covered with large patches of blood.
At first glance, this is not the Jing Mansion that impressed many people in the past, but rather looks like a haunted house that has been abandoned for many years.
The man was wearing a neatly tailored woolen suit that perfectly outlined his already excellent figure.
When he lowered his calm brows slightly, under the barely illuminated light of the kerosene lamp, the sharpness and wisdom hidden in his eyes were more like the father in the young man's memory.
——The same calmness, caution, and control of the overall situation.
No matter how critical the situation is, never give up hope and you will always find a way out of despair.
For a moment, the young man even breathed lighter.
He thought of what was said in the live broadcast, that all the people who were pulled into Jing Mansion were assigned roles because of their own fit with the roles. He couldn't help but feel that no matter who assigned the role of "Jing Shiwen", it was really appropriate.
Although they don't look alike, the persistence and perseverance in their hearts are so similar.
It is as if what they are walking on is their own way and there is no need for others to interfere.
But the only thing that made the young man feel something was wrong was the visitor's shirt.
There were large stains of blood on it and the clothes were wrinkled, as if a battle had just ended.
Just as the young man was distracted, the man had already walked behind the door with a kerosene lamp.
The other party showed a hint of surprise, but his eyes remained sharp and alert, as if if he made the slightest mistake, he would be killed on the spot.
"Although I know that people from the crew will be dragged in, I have never seen you. Who are you?"
The voice of the person who came was very cold: "I remember the faces of all the crew members at the opening ceremony today, but you are not among them. Perhaps, I should ask Director Li Xuetang to come out and identify them himself?"
Through the carved door that no longer had glass, the young man smiled and bowed slightly, saluting the other party.
"I was abrupt. No one was home and I didn't treat the guests well. I'm sorry."
"I am Jing Sheng, a child of Jing Mansion."
When my brother died, my father was heartbroken.
The country and justice are both accomplished, but the family members are let down.
Therefore, when he was born, his father did not make any demands on him and just let him play. Even his name did not carry any heavy expectations.
Instead, it means "peace and prosperity in this prosperous era".
His father once smiled and patted his head, and gently told him: "Our generation has not been able to see the prosperity of the world with our own eyes, so please use your eyes to help us see it. May it prosper forever and the mountains and rivers be forever clean."
But his father didn't expect that after his death, Jingsheng, who had grown up, did not become a rich and idle person as his father had expected.
Jing Sheng reinterpreted his name - he is the one who will protect this prosperous era.
And now that he is in his 80s, he can finally say this with a clear conscience.
He did it.
The only surprise was his brother and the group that came to Jin Yejing Mansion.
Jing Sheng walked in the fog of the concession area for a long time. On the deserted streets, he looked around at the surrounding buildings with emotion and nostalgia. The memories that he had almost forgotten came back to life in his mind.
It seemed like someone was guiding him. Jing Sheng did not get lost, but soon arrived at Jing Mansion.
But after passing through the fog, he suddenly realized that his appearance had changed.
No longer looking old and frail, his face, clothes, and even his mentality have all returned to many years ago.
He was still a student at that time, but he said goodbye to his mother without hesitation and resolutely embarked on his own path.
With a heart full of vigor and hope.
And now, the Jing Sheng from that year is back.
It’s as if those decades in between never existed.
His mother Lin Ting was still in Jing Mansion, working furiously day and night. Her articles were thought-provoking and pierced the enemy's heart.
He was still a student with ideals. When he returned home and looked up, he could always see the light of that desk lamp.
That ball of light filled his heart, like a beacon that could always guide him and ensure that he would never get lost.
This enabled him to grit his teeth and persevere even when he was experiencing a hardship and fatigue, and almost died in the darkness.
He knew - his mother was waiting for him to come home.
That lamp is left for my son and also kept for those who share the same ideals.
Unfortunately, when he was finally able to return home... his mother had already died.
According to the doctor, even until the last moment of her life, her mother's manuscripts were still scattered on her bed, and thick books were placed under the medicine bottles.
At that time, under her palm was a half-written manuscript.
The pen fell from the palm that had lost its grip, leaving a long streak on the manuscript paper.
The last words the mother left in the world were not for Jing Shiwen, whom she had loved all her life, nor for her two children.
But for her country.
——'May my country be peaceful and prosperous forever.'
Misty mist enveloped Jing Sheng's eyes. He blinked, as if trying not to lose his composure in front of strangers, but his tears betrayed him and slid down first.
It was not until he revisited his old place that Jing Sheng suddenly realized how deep his attachment to this home and his parents was.
It's just that he was too busy in recent years, so busy that he had no energy to take care of his personal emotions. He devoted his entire life to his ideal career, and thus this emotion was suppressed.
It has only now completely erupted.
Yan Shixun looked at the young man outside the door, stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized who he was - Jing Shiwen and Lin Ting's second child, Jing Xiaobao's younger brother.
...That’s right, it’s what Director Li Xuetang said, the old man of the Jing family.
Yan Shixun's eyes quickly swept over the young man and noticed that he was wearing a school uniform from a hundred years ago.
Suddenly I understood.
The confusion caused by the age difference between the young man and the old man of the Jing family was easily resolved.
Perhaps Jing Xiaobao's power is still taking effect, so Old Man Jing, who walked to the Jing Mansion, also changed his appearance.
But... the timing is wrong. A hundred years ago, Old Master Jing was not even born yet, let alone being a young and progressive student.
Besides, why would Old Master Jing appear here?
Jing Xiaobao was afraid of being spanked, but he still told the truth and explained everything clearly. The only people who were pulled in were those who were in the concession at the time.
But Old Master Jing shouldn’t be among them.
Yan Shixun quickly looked at Jing Sheng and saw that he had been waiting quietly outside the door. He also knew that now was not a good time to ask his doubts, so he put all the questions in his heart for the time being and opened the door to welcome Jing Sheng in.
But after walking into the living room, Jingsheng looked down at the ground and paused.
Yan Shixun followed his gaze and saw the master's body, which then reappeared in the living room.
The master did not lie flat on the carpet, but his limbs were twisted into a strange shape and forced into the fireplace. His neck seemed to be broken, and his head drooped softly, facing the outside of the fireplace, staring at everyone from below with a pair of eyes full of fear.
There were new pieces of meat and charred debris on the ground, and it looked like the master had walked back and stuffed himself into the fireplace again.
It was precisely these pieces of meat on the ground that attracted Jing Sheng's attention.
At this moment, Yan Shixun felt that the silence in the living room was a bit strange.
That's true... You were in someone else's house, and not only did you make a mess, but there was blood and corpses everywhere. When the owner came back and faced his puzzled look, how would you explain it?
But Yan Shixun's emotion lasted only for a moment, and then he coughed and nodded to Jing Sheng without changing his expression: "You're welcome."
Just as he was about to say it was okay, Jing Sheng was choked back by Yan Shixun's words:...
"Although it's not nice to say this, your brother was indeed a bit naughty. All the mess you saw was caused by your brother's mischief. Your mother should be spanking him upstairs right now."
Yan Shixun calmly and briefly explained what happened in Jing Mansion.
"Also, although you may not quite understand, this is it for now."
Yan Shixun paused for a moment before saying, "For the time being, I am your father who died a long time ago."
Jing Sheng: “???”
The public opinion group and officials who had been watching the live broadcast: "Poof! Cough cough cough..."
Especially since they were left outside the Kua Zha Bridge and could not enter the concession area, they could only anxiously follow the live broadcast of the Jing family and Old Master Jing's secretary: "???"
The secretary felt like he was about to suffocate.
He had been a secretary to Old Master Jing for decades, and he had only seen others carefully choose words to please him, but he had never seen anyone come up and tell Old Master Jing "I am your father"! I'm afraid it was the first time for Old Master Jing himself to encounter such a situation.
However, what the secretary found most difficult to explain was that, strictly speaking, the name Yan Shixun was not wrong.
...From the clues obtained in the live broadcast so far, the role played by Yan Shixun is the diplomat Jing Yin.
He is indeed Old Master Jing’s biological father.
The secretary's face suddenly twisted.
Even when he saw Old Master Jing appear in the live broadcast just now, he was still in the image of a young student. He maintained his qualities as a secretary very well, but he failed with Yan Shixun.
He looked at Yan Shixun with a look of doubt and uncertainty, and he kept gasping for air. However, he still decided that after solving this matter, he must investigate what happened to Yan Shixun.
——No matter whether this person is a master who can catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, or has some other identity, he is the only one who can tell Old Master Jing frankly, "I am your father"!
In the Jing Mansion, Jing Sheng looked at Yan Shixun in surprise, and quickly realized what Yan Shixun meant.
Even though he saw from the live broadcast that everyone had an identity, he still felt it for the first time when he faced Yan Shixun.
However, for Yan Shixun, who had no idea about the live broadcast and was still wondering why Jing Sheng appeared outside the door, this was the best way for him to hide his identity while explaining the current situation to the other party.
It can quickly make Jingsheng understand what is going on.
Moreover, Yan Shixun also intended to test Jing Sheng.
Jing Sheng was not a young man who had just started out. He only showed some surprise when he first saw the master's body. Then he smiled calmly and talked to Yan Shixun as they walked. He learned about everything that had happened in Jing Mansion and even had the mood to say hello to the people from the program crew who had rushed over.
When the program crew were told that this young student was the powerful diplomat Jing Sheng, who could negotiate calmly among powerful enemies, they immediately felt that they might not have woken up from Jing Xiaobao's world just now, and they were in a trance.
The kind of person who had only been seen on TV and in newspaper headlines and had been written into textbooks actually appeared in front of them like this? ? ?
And greet them in a friendly way???
Everyone stepped on the ground with one foot deep and one foot shallow, feeling like they were walking on clouds and were definitely dreaming.
Even the audience watching the live broadcast felt dazed and confused. Either the world was broken or they were broken.
[What??? Jing Sheng, who always appeared in the news, and Jing Yin in my moral education book, are father and son??? That scumbag? I was stunned. I was just saying that the little brother was so handsome, how come he suddenly became the child of that scumbag? Didn’t he say that he didn’t leave any children? Could he have left a random seed? Tsk tsk tsk, he is indeed a scumbag, so disgusting.]
[As for the previous one, you will know when you grow up. Mr. Jing Yin is a legendary diplomat and a hero! Don’t use such insulting words. It’s too disrespectful.]
[My mentor's mentor once worked with Mr. Jing Sheng. It was not what you said. Mr. Jing Sheng did not want his own light to become a shadow for his child, so he did not publicly say that Mr. Jing Sheng was his child. In this way, Mr. Jing Sheng could freely choose what he wanted to do, instead of being pointed at by people who did not know the truth.]
[…Mr. Jing Yin is really amazing, as is Mr. Jing Sheng. They have saved hundreds of millions of people, but just because of Mr. Jing Yin’s personal marriage situation, some people say this?]
[No, it’s okay if there was a misunderstanding before, but after watching this movie, don’t you understand the truth of what happened back then? Mr. Jing Yin was trying to protect his wife, he is a responsible man.]
[Fuck, Mr. Jingsheng!! He was always on the news when I was a kid. His most famous photo was the one where he got off the plane in a black coat and chatted with his opponent calmly. I don’t know how many girls’ hearts he won!]
[I remember that when I was a kid, I would always watch TV while eating, and Mr. Jingsheng was always on the 7 o'clock news. I couldn't get rid of it no matter how many channels I switched. But when I grew up, I realized how great a person the person I hated the most when I was a kid and thought was a delay in my watching cartoons was.]
[Unfortunately, after Mr. Jingsheng stepped down, he never appeared in the news again... I chose the Foreign Language Department of Jingcheng University because I read Mr. Jingsheng's biography! He is my idol, and in order to be closer to him, I, a poor student, really studied very hard. I didn't expect to see Mr. Jingsheng's appearance when he was young. I was so excited that I almost cried.]
[I have a guess. Wasn't there a rumor before that the prototype of Director Li Xuetang's script was the diplomat Jing Yin? After Mr. Jing Sheng knew about it, maybe he also wanted to use the joint filming to commemorate his father?]
[It's possible, otherwise why would they specially arrange an actor to play the role of the young Jingsheng.]
[Okay, seeing how young Mr. Jingsheng is, I finally believe it. This is a script. After all, people can't turn back to youth, and Mr. Jingsheng is a person of such magnitude that he can't possibly participate in such a thing.]
Even though the audience saw what happened on camera, and many of them had watched many episodes of the show and had seen Yan Shixun exorcising ghosts with their own eyes, they had no such awareness in their minds and could not imagine that the person in front of them was actually Jing Sheng himself, not an actor.
As for the secretary who had been watching the live broadcast, after seeing those comments, he felt as if he had seen through everything and was the only one who was awake.
It sounds ridiculous...this person is really Mr. Jingsheng, and he really participated in it.
Yan Shixun, who had been observing Jing Sheng quietly, relaxed a little when he saw Jing Sheng walking around the Jing Mansion with a familiar look as if he was very familiar with the place.
When Yan Shixun asked Jing Sheng why he came to Jing Mansion, Jing Sheng smiled and replied: "I think my brother asked me to come."
Yan Shixun frowned, feeling something was wrong: "? Jing Xiaobao?"
Jing Sheng nodded: "Yes, I have been looking for my brother, so after watching the live broadcast, I came here immediately."
"live streaming?"
Yan Shixun keenly grasped the message in Jing Sheng's words: "What live broadcast?"
They have been in the concession area since they woke up, and the photographer is nowhere to be found. How can they continue the live broadcast?
Didn’t you see that even the director himself was letting himself go without any burden of being a director?
Jing Sheng was slightly surprised, then smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, it seems that you don't know yet?"
"Your program, called 'Heart-beating Tour of 99 Days', has been broadcast live since you woke up in the courtyard of the Concession District, Mr. Yan."
After a little thought, Jing Sheng quickly realized the problem.
When he looked around, he indeed did not see any cameras or cameramen, nor was there any talk of the director moving the camera - Director Li Xuetang was standing right next to him.
Apart from them, there were no other staff members assisting them.
Moreover, before coming, Jing Sheng had already figured out that there was no such thing as joint filming.
In this case...
Jing Sheng didn't show it on his face. He knew that he should be in the live broadcast now, so he smiled and lowered his voice, and tactfully reminded: "Your popularity is very unusual."
Yan Shixun figured out what was going on a second earlier than Jing Sheng, and his face instantly turned dark.
Zhang Wubing, who was laughing foolishly, said: "…"
He was stunned as he thought about how he had worn women's clothes without caring about his image before.
It was as if he had been hit so hard that his entire body turned black and white and was on the verge of falling apart.
The others also had broken expressions on their faces.
Straight, live broadcast?
Doesn't that mean their every move is watched by the audience?
Especially those insider information that was originally only disclosed to friends? And also my own image?
When An Nanyuan thought of his timid appearance before the live broadcast, his eyes went dark. He felt that after this incident, his image as an idol had completely disappeared.
Jing Sheng originally wanted to ask Yan Shixun other questions, such as Chi Yan, and whether his brother's current condition could still be saved.
But considering that it was before the live broadcast, some things should be said in private, so Jing Sheng held back and planned to invite Yan Shixun after leaving Jing Mansion.
Besides, he has something more important to worry about.
His mother and brother.
Jing Sheng's face was filled with uncontrollable anticipation and eagerness, but when he stepped onto the gilded staircase, he suddenly hesitated, and he was hesitant to put his raised leg down and step on the step.
I feel nervous when I am close to home.
He hadn't seen his mother for decades, and he didn't know. He didn't know that his mother still didn't remember him. Would she... resent him for not coming back in time and never coming back to see her?
As for his brother, Jing Sheng was very afraid that his brother would hate him. After all, it was because he was seriously injured and recuperating that Chi Yan took the opportunity to steal his brother's body, causing his brother to suffer for more than ten years.
He was very afraid that his most important relative would look at him with disgust and hatred.
Besides, he is already so old, while his relatives have been frozen in their youth, and his brother has not even had the chance to grow up.
Judging from the live broadcast, she is still as smart and cute as in the photos.
How would he face them?
Jing Sheng suddenly felt fortunate that he was still looking like his younger self.
Otherwise, with his hair turning gray, how could he cope with the time gap brought about by these decades?
Even though he could debate with many scholars and navigate the turmoil of many countries with ease, his former calmness and eloquence were now gone.
It was as if he had really returned to his teenage years, when he was still a young student, stammering about his ideals under his mother's gaze, and anxiously asking his mother to let him follow his father's path.
After learning about Jing Sheng's identity, especially after Song Ci and Li Xuetang briefly introduced his achievements, the people in the program crew were in awe of his spirit and did not dare to approach him, only staying far behind.
Seeing Jingsheng hesitating on the stairs, the others were puzzled but did not dare to urge him.
Only Yan Shixun remained calm. He had no idea what kind of big shot was next to him and still treated Jing Sheng with a normal attitude.
Yan Shixun walked up the stairs with his long legs. When he passed Jing Sheng, he raised his hand and patted him on the back: "Let's go."
He looked at her calmly, with a clear understanding as if he had seen through everything: "Didn't you say you wanted to see your mother? She's upstairs, and your brother is with her too. Isn't this the reason you came to Jing Mansion?"
Yan Shixun already knew from Jing Sheng's narration that there was a thick fog outside the concession area, and Jing Sheng had risked his life to come in to find his brother. In order to bring his brother back, he had already put his life and death aside.
He knew Jingsheng's deep feelings for his family, and understood Jingsheng's reaction at this moment.
Therefore, seeing that Jing Sheng was still hesitating, Yan Shixun simply reached out and grabbed Jing Sheng's collar, and led him up the stairs without giving him a chance to refuse.
Jing Sheng also followed his steps and walked up obediently. It seemed that Yan Shixun's move gave him courage, and he suddenly didn't want to miss the meeting with his relatives.
Before the live broadcast, many people gasped and almost popped their eyes out.
Many official personnel who were watching the live broadcast were stunned, and some were so scared that they jumped up from their chairs.
"He, he he he..." An official pointed at the way Yan Shixun was pulling Jing Sheng in the live broadcast, and said "he" for a long time without being able to continue speaking.
But the others knew exactly what he wanted to say.
Yan Shixun, what a ruthless person!
If Yan Shixun knew what they were thinking, he would just sneer and not care.
In his eyes, there are only those who can be helped and those who cannot be helped. As for the others? Sorry, there is no such thing as high or low status. Anyway, they are all human beings and they all have to die. There is no difference.
Besides, he still occupies the identity of Jing Yin——
Is there anything wrong with a father taking his child to see his mother?
When Yan Shixun took Jing Sheng to the second floor, Lin Ting in the room seemed to sense something and happened to open the door and walked out carrying Jing Xiaobao.
The straps of the suspenders of Jing Xiaobao's small suit were now held in Lin Ting's hands, as if she was holding a rabbit by its ears.
He was like a salted fish that had lost all his dreams, with his limbs drooping limply, allowing Lin Ting to carry him.
Although he was an evil ghost that all ghosts feared, he hung his head pitifully.
Moreover, his little body twitched along with the sobbing sounds.
It looks like she cried a lot.
Yan Shixun's eyes swept over Jing Xiaobao and he roughly guessed that he had been spanked, so he raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared in his eyes.
——Given Lin Ting’s personality, this is not surprising.
After all, although she loves her children deeply, she is definitely not a mother who dotes on them. On the contrary, she has experienced too many hardships that others would never encounter in their lifetime. She has a tough character and is a pure and firm idealist.
Although what Jing Xiaobao did was understandable, he would definitely be beaten - after all, he killed someone. For Lin Ting, it was something that required her to teach her child not to go astray.
Yan Shixun slowly stepped back, leaving space for the mother and her two children.
Lin Ting felt something in her heart. When she looked up, she saw Jing Sheng looking at her with tears in his eyes.
She was severely stunned.
"Bai Shu..." Lin Ting called her child's handwriting softly, but she didn't believe her eyes.
How did she see her child?
The hot tears in Jing Sheng's eyes finally rolled down.
He nodded heavily and responded, "It's me, I'm back."
This word, which had not been called for many years, seemed to suddenly open the floodgates of emotion. The mother and son did not feel strange at all after being apart for decades, but walked towards each other excitedly.
Lin Ting walked faster and faster in her high heels, then hugged her grown-up child, her arms shaking uncontrollably.
Jing Sheng also bent down and hugged his mother.
The white hair on Lin Ting's temples stung Jing Sheng's eyes. When he left, Lin Ting was still at her most beautiful age. But now, Lin Ting's image was frozen in the year of her death, and she looked much older than he remembered.
Jing Sheng's nose felt sore, his arms tightened, and he cried out in a sobbing voice, "Mom."
Even though he was a high-ranking official with a high salary, the world had changed. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he still saw his mother in the cheongsam and high heels walking by the Jing Mansion.
He had swam through his entire life, and when he was about to reach the end of his life, he suddenly discovered that the world had prepared the best gift for him.
——He always felt guilty and missed his mother and brother.
Lin Ting's lips trembled as she wanted to say something, but she was choked with sobs and couldn't make a sound. She could only raise her hand and stroke Jing Sheng's hair over and over again.
When they said goodbye in front of Jing Mansion that year, no one could have imagined that this separation would last for decades, and that they would be separated by life and death.
The only good thing is that none of them gave up their ideals.
It is a great cause worth burning one's life for, and they will die with a clear conscience.
No one in the entire Jing family retreated.
Everyone stepped back quietly, no one disturbing the long-awaited reunion of mother and son.
However, when Yan Shixun turned around, he glanced at Jing Xiaobao, who was in Lin Ting's hand and had been forgotten.
The child sniffed and dangled in the air like a bunny backpack pendant.
But when his eyes met Yan Shixun's, even though his eyes were red and the blush from crying on his fair face could not be concealed, Jing Xiaobao still puffed up his cheeks and glared back unyieldingly.
Look, what are you looking at?
Haven’t you ever seen a ghost crying?
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully: This is the first time I've seen someone being spanked for doing something bad. Don't worry, I've filmed it and I'll savor it every day in the future.
Jing Xiaobao: !!! Woohoo.
Yan Shixun smiled softly and turned around, ready to go back and ask for a screenshot of the live broadcast.
——Of course it’s not just for Qijing Xiaobao.
Jing Xiaobao's sudden outburst just now reminded Yan Shixun that beneath that cute appearance, there was an absolute evil spirit, and even if he faced it head-on, he would not be able to defeat it unscathed.
Therefore, Yan Shixun needs a means to suppress the evil spirits in time.
If it were other colleagues, they would definitely choose the Soul-Calming Well or other powerful means.
But Yan Shixun didn't want to do that.
Jing Xiaobao only completed his cause and effect. Although he killed someone, it was within the scope of cause and effect and was not enough to resort to means that would cause harm.
A photo of someone crying after getting spanked is just right.
It can suppress the evil spirit without causing any harm to Jing Xiaobao.
——Who said that evil spirits have no hearts?
He, too, had been to this world and experienced love.
…
Although the living room was littered with blood and flesh, and there was a dead body staring at people in the fireplace, everyone still sat on the sofa in the living room, leaving the space on the second floor to the mother and son who were reminiscing about the past.
Annanyuan was still desperately repeating "alpaca" as if he had some aftereffects, and the others tried their best not to look at the eyes in the fireplace that were open to the sky.
Yan Shixun took this time to simply bandage his wound.
Because the old injury was on the shoulder, Yan Shixun did it himself. The angle was very awkward, and the slightest movement would pull the muscles, causing him to frown in pain.
Ye Li couldn't bear it, so he took the bandage from Yan Shixun's hand and was about to raise his hand to unbutton Yan Shixun's shirt.
Yan Shixun raised his hand vigilantly to stop him.
Ye Li was helpless: "If you keep struggling, the wound will completely burst, and we will have to go to the hospital to rebandage it when we get out. Why don't I do it, and you don't have to go to the hospital."
The most annoying hospital, and the not-so-annoying Yeli.
Yan Shixun hesitated for a moment, then loosened his hand, letting Ye Li's slightly cool fingertips slide across his chest and unbuttoning his shirt.
"I haven't even asked you what you were going to do yet, about what you did when that little brat went crazy." Yan Shixun snorted coldly.
But it's just talk.
He had long figured out why Ye Li did that, and even suspected that Ye Li had communicated with the gods, which was why he suddenly gained power beyond what he had ever shown before.
Ye Li just smiled, and his movements were gentle, so that Yan Shixun did not feel any unnecessary pain.
But he rarely answered Yan Shixun's question.
He would not tell Yan Shixun that in order to protect him from the harm caused by the madness of the little ghost, he agreed to take on the Great Dao that had been in a stalemate with him for hundreds of years, and borrowed the power of the Great Dao to allow the little ghost to recover.
Evil spirits are embedded in your bones. One thought is god, one thought is ghost.
Especially since the kid has already crossed the threshold, how can he be solved so easily?
However, Yan Shixun doesn't need to know this.
Ye Li lowered his crow-feather eyelashes, and the slightly cool breath sprayed on Yan Shixun's shoulders exposed to the air, causing Yan Shixun to shudder.
"Hurry up, or I'll do it." Yan Shixun felt a little uncomfortable.
A smile appeared in Ye Li's eyes. He tied a knot on the bandage, then helped Yan Shixun put on his shirt and raised his hand to button it for him.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but Ye Li’s fingers always brushed against Yan Shixun’s chest. The slightly cool touch falling on the warm skin always made Yan Shixun shiver unconsciously.
Just before Yan Shixun finally frowned and wanted to say something, Ye Li also buttoned up his clothes and stepped back.
"alright."
Yan Shixun paused, and the unhappiness that had just accumulated in his heart was dispersed again. He looked at Ye Li for a moment and forgot what he should say.
And there came a voice on the stairs.
It was the mother and her two children who walked down with smiles on their faces.
Jing Xiaobao sat on Jing Sheng's shoulders, swinging his chubby legs, while Lin Ting held Jing Sheng's hand, unable to stop smiling.
"Mr. Yan."
Lin Ting stopped not far in front of Yan Shixun and bowed slightly to him with gratitude: "Thank you for everything you have done for Xiaobao."
Yan Shixun looked at Jing Xiaobao.
The child blinked, touched his nose which was still pink from crying, then jumped off Jing Sheng's shoulder and bowed solemnly to Yan Shixun.
"Thanks."
Thanks from evil spirits and good people.
If they were colleagues, they would have been grinning from ear to ear, knowing that this was also a merit for them, and that they would make rapid progress in their cultivation and gain the good fortune of heaven and earth.
But Yan Shixun just nodded calmly and looked at Lin Ting again: "Mr. Lin Ting, it's time for you to leave."
He looked at Jingsheng again: "Mr. Jingsheng, you should go back."
The few people who had just met and were about to part instantly clenched their hands, looking a little dazed.
They knew very well that after this separation, there would be no possibility of seeing each other again.
Lin Ting had tears in her eyes, but she nodded slowly: "Okay."
"Then... I'll leave it to you, Mr. Yan."
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