Chapter 184 Jinjiang (1)
What made Yan Shixun suspicious at first was the man waving for help at the car accident scene.
What first made the official officials realize that something was wrong was the disappearance of the cars and people at the accident scene.
Now, the disappeared car accident scene has reappeared on the road.
The rescuers screamed and ran over.
The vehicle, which was already so old that it was almost scrapped, had long since been deformed and smashed beyond recognition due to the rollover. The entire front of the car was almost squeezed into a discus, but the back seat was largely intact.
The rescue team originally wanted to see if there were any other people in the car who needed rescue, but after running closer and seeing the condition of the vehicle, they already had a vague idea in their minds.
With such a severe collision, it is impossible for the person in the driver's seat to be alive.
This is indeed the case.
The rescue team looked inside through the broken car window and saw a bloody mess on the driver's seat. The rough hands from years of labor drooped weakly on the steering wheel, still stretched forward as if trying to escape before death.
The team member stood up and shook his head regretfully at the people behind him.
The companions understood that there was no sign of life, so they sighed and prepared to use more efficient and violent means to pry open the vehicle and move the body out.
But no matter how the rescue team pulled the car door, it didn't move at all.
"strangeness."
The team member muttered, "Is the bolt deformed and stuck?"
Just as the team member was about to ask his companions to bring tools, the members of the investigation team rushed over.
"this……"
The members of the investigation team confirmed the other party's identity at a glance, just by seeing a vague outline.
——The down jacket the driver was wearing was the same one the college student in the missing case was wearing when she disappeared.
Although the down jacket was stained beyond recognition by the blood, one could still tell from the style and fabric that it was not cheap. It was definitely not a style or price range that someone driving a scrapped vehicle would choose.
"The door won't open."
"Huh? Wait, there seems to be something in the back seat of the car! I saw a human hand!"
"Is there someone else in the back seat? But didn't the surveillance footage show that there was only one person?"
"Open the door first!"
While the rescue team was racking their brains to find a solution, Lan Ze, who was not far away, also walked over nervously, holding Cheng Jing's hand.
The moment Lan Ze approached the vehicle, the door that could not be pried open no matter what professional tools were used, could suddenly be opened easily.
“Crash!”
At the same moment when the rescue team opened the car door, the blood and flesh that were originally blocked in the car suddenly rushed out like a blocked water pipe suddenly unblocked.
The rescuer was splashed all over, leaving his entire trouser leg covered in blood.
Immediately, a strong fishy smell spread, as if rotten meat had been fermenting in a closed space for the entire summer. The stench was so bad that it was almost as bad as biological weapons. It was so smelly that everyone around turned pale and couldn't help but dry heave.
Two young members of the investigation team covered their bulging cheeks tightly, turned around and ran to the side.
Soon there were sounds of vomiting.
Everyone was able to see clearly what was happening inside the vehicle.
The man in the driver's seat had a rough face, exposed to the wind and sun because of doing hard labor. His face was full of wrinkles, making him look more ferocious. He was the kind of man that you would unconsciously take a detour when you saw him in a crowd.
But now, this face has become stiff and black, and the eye sockets are wide open due to fear. Bright red blood flows down the corners of the eyes and covers the entire face.
His pupils constricted, and at first glance his entire eyeballs appeared completely white, as if he had seen something horrible before he died, and death had left the fear determined by that moment on his face as his last impression of the world.
The middle-aged driver was wearing a down jacket that was a little too small for his body, with his arms open. His inner garment, which had been washed so much that it looked pale and full of pills, had been soaked with blood and oxidized to a dark red color.
The head of the investigation team covered his mouth and nose, frowned, and walked forward to check. After a while, he found something wrong.
"Is his posture wrong?"
The head of the investigation team was surprised and said, "It seems that his whole body is broken, and..."
How could there be so much blood?
The old model of scrapped vehicle did not have airbags, but the posture left by the driver after the collision was completely inconsistent with previous experience.
The driver did not rush forward under inertia and break the front window. Instead, he seemed to be firmly locked in the seat by a force.
Moreover, upon visual inspection, the driver's external injuries were not on the exposed skin.
Where did the blood come from? And why did it cause such scars?
The members of the investigation team put on gloves and went forward to start working.
But as soon as they lifted the driver's clothes, they felt something slippery falling from under the heavy clothes soaked in blood and hitting the ground on the road.
When the team member looked down, he saw something like a piece of pork lying at his feet.
Then, as if a plug that had been blocking the exit was removed, everything that was originally barely held by the clothes slid down and scattered on the road with a crackling sound.
With the help of the morning sun, everyone could clearly see what those red things were.
It was all pieces of minced meat, and messily chopped livers, all the parts of a human torso, turned into this pile on the ground.
There were still scratches on the liver, as if it had been scratched by claws, making it a mess and looking extremely horrifying.
The team member who first lifted up the clothes watched helplessly as the originally fat and strong middle-aged man quickly "lost weight" and became too empty to support the loose clothes.
He saw that underneath the clothes, only bright red bones were left.
The team members changed color on the spot.
It's just like a butcher killing a pig in a slaughterhouse, cutting off pieces of meat and removing bones and tendons.
But after a brief shock, the team leader immediately regained his composure, squatted down to look through the pieces of meat, and roughly pieced together their original appearance.
"The heart is missing." The team leader looked up and asked, "Look, is the heart under the clothes?"
Was it blocked by the ribs? That's why it didn't fall out.
Or did the "person" who killed the driver let the driver live to the end, and did not gouge out his heart, but instead let him watch his flesh and blood leave his body piece by piece, before finally dying from blood draining out?
Just like the college student who died in the missing case.
The team leader frowned and quickly deduced the situation at the time based on the situation on the scene.
“The heart isn’t there.”
The team leader didn't wait for the team member's answer, but instead a calm and clean young voice responded to him.
The team leader looked subconsciously, and the first thing he saw was the long legs standing in front of him - and the empty ground under the legs with no shadow.
His eyes narrowed and he slowly raised his head with serious vigilance.
I was met with a handsome face with a faint smile.
Lan Ze smiled and lowered his eyes, and said to the team leader sincerely: "His heart is in his stomach."
"Since he has no conscience, I will put his heart back into his stomach."
Lan Ze's voice was calm, and he had no qualms about letting the team leader know that he was responsible for the man's death.
"He won't eat at first, but that's okay, just feed him. The other ghosts are happy to help him."
Lan Ze smiled and said, "His soul has gone with those ghosts. Since Mr. Yan has sent Hell back to where it belongs, he should have been eaten by those evil ghosts. I'm sorry, but you may not be able to find him."
Lan Ze, who was filled with reluctance and pain at death and finally turned into a ghost, said these cruel words calmly at this moment, which made the rescue team members who heard it realize that -
This handsome young man is no longer a human being.
But it is enough to attract evil spirits from the underworld.
Lan Ze's gaze fell calmly on the driver, whose flesh and organs had been cut off and who had almost turned into a skeleton.
The murderer who killed him, held a butcher knife in the dim hut, with a ferocious face and a look of pleasure in killing lives. No matter how he begged, the murderer did not let him go. Instead, he watched him faint from the pain again and again but smiled happily.
So, Lanze returned this "happiness" to the murderer.
The middle-aged man was dragged into hell by the evil ghost, who tore off pieces of his flesh piece by piece. He begged for mercy miserably, but the evil ghost paid no attention to his screams. Instead, it devoured his soul wantonly, like a torture, enjoying the despair and pain of the middle-aged man before he gradually died.
The middle-aged man had no heart, so Lan Ze took off his heart with his own hands and stuffed it into his mouth, allowing him to feel where his heart was again.
Lan Ze remembered it very clearly. At that time, the middle-aged man looked at him with fear and pleading eyes, wanting him to let him go.
Can……
No one let him go.
Lan Ze thought, he was also trembling helplessly and desperately, trying to get a glimmer of hope to survive, but the butcher's knife still fell mercilessly.
So now, what qualifications do you have to ask me for help?
Lan Ze pushed the middle-aged man into the sea of blood without hesitation. As the hell of evil spirits surged, the middle-aged man's soul had no chance of reincarnation.
Perhaps now, the sinful soul of the middle-aged man has become nourishment for other evil spirits.
It is precisely because of this that the area where the middle-aged man's body was located was covered in blood, so when the investigation team opened the car door, a large amount of blood and flesh flowed out.
Lan Ze thought carelessly in his heart and gave the team leader an apologetic smile: "Did I hinder your work?"
The scene was completely silent.
Everyone in the investigation team raised their heads and looked at Lan Ze in amazement.
They felt mixed emotions and didn't know how to react.
If someone else had said this here, they would have definitely taken action.
However, the one who "cruelly" killed the driver was the victim who had been killed by the driver, and the driver's death looked just like what he had done to the victim.
No matter how you look at it, all we can say is that good and evil will be rewarded, and cause and effect will cycle, but there is no reason to blame Lan Ze.
More importantly... if a ghost kills someone, how can it be considered a crime in the world of the living? I have never seen any regulations formulated for this kind of situation.
The team members murmured in a daze: "It's really a ghost... The head of the special department lied to me, and he also asked me to believe in science."
The team leader was the first to react.
He stood up, took off his bloody gloves, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Lan Ze: "Hello, Lan, I am the person in charge of your case."
As soon as the words came out, the team leader felt a little awkward.
This was the first time in his career that he came face to face with a dead victim. No matter how he thought about it, something seemed wrong.
Lan Ze smiled and nodded, but did not reach out to shake the team leader's hand: "Thank you, I saw that you are busy with my affairs, and I am very grateful for your concern for me. But, there is no need to shake hands."
"I'm already dead, and the Yin energy will affect your health."
After hearing this, the team members were suddenly in a trance.
Ah... this ghost is so polite. Things are getting even weirder!
The team leader asked Lan Ze many questions, such as the location where the murder weapon was abandoned and the specific circumstances of the incident.
All obstacles encountered in the investigation were easily solved because one of the parties involved was here.
The team leader nodded to Lan Ze solemnly and said, "Please rest assured. Even if the murderer is dead and Lan has already avenged himself in his own way, we will still give you justice in this case. The murderer will get the notoriety and judgment he deserves in the world of the living."
Lan Ze was moved: "Thank you."
While the team leader was talking to Lan Ze, Cheng Jing's eyes were directed to the back seat of the car.
The serious car accident did not affect the back seat, but one could vaguely see a piece of hand bone hanging limply from the back seat, the joints where the flesh had been cut off still stained with blood.
The arm bone was covered with a white shirt stained with blood.
Cheng Jing felt a black screen before his eyes and his whole body was shaking.
He recalled that when he saw his lover off from school and watched her get into the car, she was wearing a clean white shirt under her down jacket, and when he got closer, he could smell a dry soapy scent, which reminded him of sunshine and cleanliness.
His lover once smiled at him vividly, waved her arms at him, and told him not to stand in the cold wind for too long, and to go back quickly to avoid catching a cold.
But now...
Even though Cheng Jing already knew clearly that Lan Ze was dead, he was also aware that it was Lan Ze's soul standing next to him.
But when he saw the corpse of his lover with his own eyes, he realized that he was far more unable to bear the impact of this scene than he had imagined.
Cheng Jing stepped forward tremblingly, his cold hands barely able to hold onto the car door.
He bent down and saw clearly what kind of corpse was placed on the small and dim back seat of the car.
Tears instantly welled up in his eyes, and the sadness and pain in his heart overwhelmed him completely. He was drowning in it, unable to be saved, unable to breathe, and his wailing was almost unstoppable.
His Lanze!!!
Cheng Jing stretched out his trembling hands, and gently and firmly embraced the bloody skeleton, whose flesh and blood had been gouged out of its face, into his arms.
The tears hit the bloody skull's cheeks and then slowly slid down his cheeks.
It seemed as if the bloody skeleton was crying too.
The moment Cheng Jing got close to the bloody skull, all the memories of death locked in the skull flooded into Cheng Jing's mind.
He felt his whole vision spinning, and then he found himself in the mountains, carrying a backpack, and sitting opposite a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh.
Then there was the dim little house, the bloody smell, the dried blood and cold light on the butcher knife...
The pain spread along Cheng Jing's muscles and bones. At this moment, he was Lan Ze, the lover whose soul was dependent on him, and he was experiencing everything Lan Ze had experienced before his death, feeling every inch of Lan Ze's pain and despair.
Cheng Jing was like a wounded animal, wailing and sobbing, in despair and pain over the death of his lover, and he huddled together, shaking as he held the broken body in his arms.
Lan Ze seemed to sense something and turned back suddenly.
After he noticed Cheng Jing's actions, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and the calmness he had shown in front of the investigation team leader disappeared.
Lan Ze subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to pull Cheng Jing away from his wreckage, and stop Cheng Jing from continuing to stare at his ugly and hideous self.
But he paused again, stiffly.
If... Cheng Jing is already afraid of me because of this and doesn't want to be with me...
Lan Ze shrank back and dared not move forward, praying desperately in his heart.
But a slightly cool palm fell on his shoulder, and an irresistible push pushed him towards Cheng Jing.
Before Lan Ze could react, he had already hugged Cheng Jing.
Before Lan Ze could try to stand up helplessly, Cheng Jing turned around and hugged him.
Ye Li stood indifferently beside the car accident scene, watching the lovers who were separated by life and death hug each other again, crying and expressing their love.
Yan Shixun, whose wrist was held by Ye Li, clearly still looked dazed, and his usually sharp and handsome face looked dull.
When Ye Li turned his head, he saw Yan Shixun's appearance.
It was like a confused large cat. It retracted its claws and used its soft pads to tentatively move forward, but it didn't know what to do.
It was so cute that Ye Li's heart melted.
He smiled and raised his hand, and while Yan Shixun was still in a daze, he placed it on the top of Yan Shixun's head, then slowly moved his hand along the slightly cool hair, all the way to Yan Shixun's earlobe, and secretly rubbed it according to his will.
Contented.
The head of the investigation team recognized Yan Shixun and wanted to go up to him and ask him about his knowledge of ghosts and gods.
After all, he has believed in science for so many years, and suddenly he saw something beyond common sense. The most important thing is that he didn't think that the victim who turned into a ghost had done anything wrong, so he was a little worried that a master like Yan Shixun would do something to Lan Ze, and wanted to plead for mercy.
——After all, the head of the investigation team did not understand Yan Shixun nor this industry. He could only try his best to recall the impression of the master he got from movie works in his mind and wanted to protect Lan Ze according to his own understanding.
But he had only taken two steps when he was caught off guard by the interaction between Ye Li and Yan Shixun.
Investigation team leader: Ah……
He silently looked at the lovers hugging and crying, then looked at the master in the intimate atmosphere, and tactfully stepped back a few steps to leave them some space.
Investigation team leader: It's bad luck to hinder other people's marriage. Besides, looking at the attitude of the master, he shouldn't do anything to Lan Ze, right? After all, the master himself has a lover, so he should understand Lan Ze.
The head of the investigation team decided to watch and took the team members away.
There were only a few people left at the scene. Lan Ze and Cheng Jing cried and laughed at each other, and finally wiped the tears from each other's cheeks with tears and smiles.
Cheng Jing took off his coat and covered the bloody corpse with it, allowing his lover to rest in peace temporarily.
He stared at the corpse with sadness in his eyes for a long time, then he stood up in a daze and held Lan Ze's hand.
Lan Ze looked at him worriedly, afraid that such a horrific scene would still have an impact on him. But Cheng Jing gave him a comforting smile in return.
"It's okay, Xiaoze." Cheng Jing's eyes were red and wet. As he smiled, tears began to fall again.
"From now on, we will never be separated."
Lan Ze choked up and nodded slowly: "Okay."
The evil spirits and the living made the deepest agreement.
Yan Shixun felt numb all over, with only a buzzing white noise in his brain.
His eyes moved back and forth between Lan Ze and Cheng Jing, he was confused and uncertain, and the guesses in his mind gradually emerged and grew.
Lan Ze smiled apologetically at Yan Shixun: "Mr. Yan, I know you are thinking about me, but I am sorry... I want to be with Cheng Jing forever."
Yan Shixun blinked slowly and said, "Even if you absorb some ghost energy and become stronger, if you stay in the human world for a long time, you will eventually die..."
He turned his gaze to Cheng Jing: "Because of your ghost energy, his health will also be affected. Maybe next month, maybe next year, maybe one night his yang energy will be exhausted and he will die suddenly."
Hearing such a horrific way of death, Cheng Jing didn't care at all. He still smiled calmly and fearlessly.
"It would be great if I could die with Xiaoze." Cheng Jing said frankly, "That's the ending I've always dreamed of."
Lan Ze also smiled with his lips pursed, his cheeks slightly red because of Cheng Jing's words.
"Mr. Yan."
Lan Ze called out: "I can insist on being with Cheng Jing amidst the criticism and doubts, so I am not afraid of the separation between life and death. If Cheng Jing doesn't care, then what should I worry about?"
"Death and the separation between the living and the dead should not be the reason to separate us."
Yan Shixun listened to what Lan Ze said to him in a daze. When he wanted to persuade him again, he was stopped by Ye Li next to him.
"For them, this is the best possible outcome."
Ye Li lowered his crow-feather eyelashes and stared at Yan Shixun intently: "Shixun, there is no need to persuade me anymore."
Yan Shixun murmured in bewilderment: "But... if he stays in the human world, he will end up with one side reduced to ashes and the other side invaded by ghosts and die. Why not reincarnate early? That would be the most correct and rational choice."
"Even if they still have a fate that has not yet ended, as long as it has not ended, they will still meet again in the next life."
"Why should we cling to this moment?"
Ye Li sighed and tightened his grip on Yan Shixun's wrist.
He said: "Shi Xun, people will beg for anything, whether it is good or bad, even some things that may seem like hell to others, but to them, it is already a good deed to express gratitude to the gods and ghosts."
The calls from people asking gods for help have never stopped. Although Ye Li never responds, he knows very well what the living people are asking for.
He had walked the world and heard the wailing and begging of the people, but he had never been moved by those emotions.
But at this moment, when Ye Li held Yan Shixun's hand and looked at the pair of lovers, he suddenly sighed.
Because of the beloved ghost exorcist, ghosts and gods are moved.
"Since you have feelings for each other, how could you bear not to see each other for decades and be separated by life and death?"
Ye Li's deep voice rang in Yan Shixun's ears: "Because I love him... Because I love him so deeply that I can't stand every minute without him. I don't want to miss every scene in his life. I want to be with him forever."
"Shi Xun, look."
Ye Li lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Shixun seriously: "Everything in the world will change, the world will change, dynasties will come and go, and there are too few things to hold on to. The only thing that does not change, the only thing that can be held on to..."
“Just deep emotions.”
“Only lovers can speak words of love.”
"Like right now..."
There was a smile in Ye Li's eyes, and between his bloodless thin lips he uttered the words of tenderness and haziness: "I love you."
Yan Shixun slowly opened his eyes.
He suddenly realized what was wrong with him before.
——The relationship between Cheng Jing and Lan Ze has gone beyond the boundaries of a good friendship.
That is clearly... human love.
Yan Shixun realized it later and suddenly understood.
After a long while, he blinked and came back to his senses.
"I didn't expect that you, as a ghost and god far away from the human world, would understand human emotions better than I do."
Yan Shixun glanced at Ye Li with a half-smile, without any discomfort on his face. Instead, he thanked him sincerely.
If Ye Li hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have thought of this.
For a moment, Yan Shixun felt a little emotional.
It seems that the path of spiritual practice is endless. When he thinks he has understood the world and emotions well enough, he will find that there are still unknown things waiting for him to explore.
There is still a long way to go...
Yan Shixun: It's hard for Ye Li to say such words to himself in order to remind himself. But he accepted the enlightenment.
Ye Li saw what Yan Shixun was thinking from his expression, and his tall body gradually stiffened.
Ye Li: ...Alas.
Take your time.
The ghosts and gods who were once omnipotent sighed silently with disappointment.
Yan Shixun had no idea what Ye Li was thinking. He turned around and looked at Lan Ze and the other man who were waiting anxiously, with a smile in his eyes.
"It seems that we need to find a way to prevent them from the worst outcome."
The smile softened Yan Shixun's sharp eyebrows. He raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Then why are you looking at me? Am I the Queen Mother who destroys marriages?"
Lan Ze was amused.
He looked at Cheng Jing, and his originally uneasy heart fell back into his chest.
Their fingers are intertwined, never to be separated.
…
What happened on the Binhai University campus was soon concluded and announced to the outside world.
According to official statements, a dangerous reagent was lost at Binhai University's College of Chemistry, and security personnel discovered that it was a gang crime, so they reported it promptly, evacuated surrounding residents, blocked the roads leading to Binhai University to prevent innocent citizens from being affected, and kept the students in the dormitories for centralized protection.
In order to evade capture, this criminal gang acted in a very bad way and tried to intimidate official personnel along the way.
And while escaping, the criminal gang accidentally knocked over the chemical reagents, causing an explosion and spread.
As a result, there were strong tremors and loud noises on the Binhai University campus, and even the experimental building of the School of Chemistry collapsed due to the explosion.
The authorities strongly condemned the act and provided a series of clear photos.
The chemistry building with flames burning on it, the people wearing scary masks outside the windows, and the scenes of uniformed personnel moving around the campus all confirm the conclusions given by the authorities.
People who had suspected that Bin University was haunted because of the live broadcast and comments from Bin University students were confused for a moment and were skeptical.
"Then why is there a Taoist priest over there?"
"Hasn't there always been a rumor about the coffin lecture hall at Binda University? Did something really come out from underneath it?"
"Didn't someone from Binda University say it was haunted in the previous bullet screen?"
“What’s the live broadcast?”
When people raised questions, the opinion group that had been waiting for a long time came out and guided the direction of public opinion without making a fuss.
"It seems that the Taoist priests went to the hotel over there for a meeting. It was stated in the Haiyun Temple notice that they were not originally going to Binda, but they saw him when they passed by and saved him."
"That makes sense. After all, Taoist priests make elixirs, so they probably know a little bit of chemistry, hahaha."
"The reason for the coffin lecture hall is that the designer is a foreigner. He wanted to create a Chinese style but ended up creating something that looks weird. It's really ugly."
"Isn't it said that criminal gangs are playing tricks? I guess that's what the students saw."
"Nowadays, human skin masks are so realistic. Last Halloween, I bought a ghost mask and my friend was so scared that he beat me up."
"Brother Yan must have gone to help. I didn't expect that Brother Yan still cares about his alma mater after so many years of graduation."
…
Everyone: “???”
Why do some comments seem strange, but the more you read them, the more they seem to make sense?
Three people can make a tiger, especially when the mainstream public opinion is like this, it is easier for people to doubt whether they are wrong.
Even if some people still don't believe this statement, it is enough for the authorities if the overall public opinion stabilizes and the incident is characterized.
The rest is left to time and forgetfulness.
There are always new things emerging on the Internet. What you care about today will be forgotten tomorrow. New news replaces old news and time blurs memory.
When people in the future look at this matter again, they will only see qualitative news and not the current discussion.
What's better is that the program "Heart-beating Travel Around the World for 99 Days" is a live broadcast. After receiving the notification, the video platform banned all screen recording and screenshot functions, cancelled the playback, and searched for short videos on the entire Internet. Once the corresponding screen recording was found, it would be removed from the shelves immediately.
Therefore, the impact of live broadcast is reduced to a minimum.
Mainstream public opinion and various false information released by public opinion groups were mixed together. After a long time, even the audience themselves were confused and wondered if they had really remembered some details wrongly.
——After all, they couldn’t go back and watch the recording to confirm their memories.
The head of the public opinion group looked at the mainstream public opinion on the screen, nodded with satisfaction, touched his bald head like a light bulb, calmly opened the drawer, and took out a wig.
Leader of Public Opinion Group: The winter wind is so cold, only this wig still has a hint of warmth.
With several parties joining forces, the voices on the Internet quickly became unified and the heat gradually subsided.
More people's attention began to shift to the guests and the show itself.
The program team officially issued a statement saying that they had a car accident on the road, and got lost due to unfamiliarity with the terrain and dark sky, and then encountered a funeral procession, which frightened several guests. They expressed their deep apologies.
At the same time, the guests have been sent to the hospital for a physical examination as soon as possible. Thank you for the fans' concern. Please rest assured that the program team will take good care of the guests. The next episode of the program that has been delayed will be recorded after the guests are healthy.
Old audiences are already accustomed to this set of rhetoric.
Even if they didn't believe in the funeral procession - after all, judging from the live broadcast of Lu Xingxing and others, it was much more terrifying than a funeral procession - they remained calm and composed, as if they understood everything tacitly, and did not refute the official statement of the program team.
Old audience: I understand, this is all for the review, thank you for the hard work, the program crew!
Some confused new viewers, although still wondering and wanting to refute, will display the words "reject superstition, believe in science" in any comments they make on social platforms involving sensitive words.
Old audiences will also secretly hint to new audiences, and public opinion is also influencing their judgment.
What the audience cared more about was the female guest's withdrawal from the show.
Because the program crew encountered a car accident on the way to recording, this female guest had to withdraw from the show without recording a single episode, which puzzled many fans.
The reason given by the female guest’s studio was that she was unwell and too frightened and needed to rest.
But many old viewers and the program crew knew that the female guest wanted to take a gamble to win traffic and improve her status, but they didn't expect that there was really something fishy. The female guest lost the bet and was scared.
After all, unlike variety show stars like Zhao Zhen who can only rely on themselves instead of their fathers, the female guest comes from a performing arts family and does not need to take any risks to stand out, so it is not surprising for other guests that she withdrew.
The program team also gave the female guest enough face and sincerely apologized to her, saying that they failed to provide her with a comfortable, enjoyable and relaxing journey, but the program team will always be the female guest's friend and welcome the female guest to visit again next time.
No matter how the female guest screamed in her heart "I will never come!!!", she still interacted with the program crew appropriately on her social account, leaving the outside world with a graceful exit.
After seeing the discussions on the Internet gradually subside, Zhang Wubing let out a long sigh, threw himself heavily on the soft carpet in Yan Shixun's house, pretending to be dead and not wanting to move.
Even though he could still hear Jing Xiaobao crying outside the window, calling out pitifully, "Yan, I know I was wrong," Zhang Wubing had no intention of going out and laughing at Jing Xiaobao.
After returning from the highway, Zhang Wubing has not had a moment's rest. He has been working non-stop with the authorities to calm public opinion, and he is so tired that he is about to fall apart.
At this moment, Zhang Wubing really wanted to lie like this forever, with the soft blanket and the warm heater... they would never be separated.
Yan Shixun adjusted his cuffs and came out of the room. He saw Zhang Wubing lying on the carpet with his eyes narrowed and looking happy. He was speechless for a moment.
This little fool...
"Dabing, I'm going out for a while. Remember to check on Jing Xiaobao's homework later."
As Yan Shixun spoke, he took his coat from the hanger, draped it over his shoulders, and straightened his collar in front of the mirror, looking like he was going to a formal appointment.
Zhang Wubing was shocked when he heard this. He remained in a collapsed position without caring about his image. He looked up at Yan Shixun with a horrified look and asked, "I check the homework of that brat???"
Because Yan Shixun learned part of Jing Xiaobao's behavior from the members of the opinion group who were watching the split-screen live broadcast of the female guest, he deduced what Jing Xiaobao did that night. Therefore, after returning, Yan Shixun picked up Jing Xiaobao and beat Jing Xiaobao's butt mercilessly while the child was crying and begging for mercy, making his whole body droop like a long-eared rabbit, looking extremely pitiful.
Zhang Wubing saw that this was the perfect opportunity to laugh at Jing Xiaobao!
So he walked over proudly and talked about how good Brother Yan was to him and how he had never beaten him.
He got a glare from Jing Xiaobao's rabbit-like red eyes.
Then, Zhang Wubing got into bad luck.
——As long as Yan Shixun was not around, Jing Xiaobao would smile sinisterly and release evil spirits to cause trouble for Zhang Wubing.
Even though those evil spirits were afraid of the evil spirit aura that permeated the courtyard, they were also afraid of Jing Xiaobao's terrifying aura. Therefore, they could only bite the bullet and scare Zhang Wubing, but they were also worried that the two people with terrifying aura would suddenly come back.
This caused the evil ghost and Zhang Wubing to be very scared.
Only Jing Xiaobao was holding the ball, laughing so hard that his eyes were blurry.
Then he was caught by Yan Shixun who was returning home, and was taken away to learn "Three Character Classic".
Jing Xiaobao: Carrying things is so annoying QAQ.
Zhang Wubing: I don’t want to check the homework of a fierce ghost!!! I still want to live a few more years.
When Yan Shixun turned around, he saw Zhang Wubing's horrified face.
He raised his eyebrows in understanding and pointed to the side nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Ye Li is here with you too. Xiao Bao won't do anything to you."
When Zhang Wubing turned around, he met Ye Li's dark face.
Because Yan Shixun was going out and was not going to take him with him, Ye Li had been in a very bad mood since early this morning, and even his aura became gloomy.
If a Taoist priest came to look for Yan Shixun now, he would be surprised to find that there was not a trace of ghostly aura around Yan Shixun's courtyard, which was cleaner than his face.
——They were all scared away by the low pressure in Yeli.
"Shi Xun...are you really not going to take me with you?"
Ye Li said dimly: "I think the people in Haiyun Temple won't mind."
Yan Shixun said "hmm" twice perfunctorily, not intending to change his mind. He just said that he would go back today.
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