Chapter 66: Night Rain Wild Temple (28) (1)
Because of their previous encounters with giant rats, several guests were extra vigilant, and because Anthony and Rourou were not there, the rest of the guests were either variety show stars who had been in the circle for a long time and were very good at dealing with people, or like An Nanyuan who had experienced the previous show and knew how to act according to circumstances. So no one was being pretentious and just stayed in the same room together, not daring to sleep even though their eyelids were drooping.
Without Yan Shixun by their side, they all knew that they could only rely on themselves for the time being, especially with Bai Shuang, who was severely exhausted, and Zhao Zhen, a talented actor who was injured and unable to move. If they didn't stick together under such circumstances, something might happen to everyone.
Although Zhao Zhen's wound had just been stagnated by Yan Shixun, he still looked pale from the excessive blood loss, and his brows revealed uneasiness: "Can Mr. Yan really take us away from here? It won't be a problem for him to face those monsters alone. How about we go and look for him?"
"Well, although it's not nice to say this, it's best for us to wait here for now and not cause trouble for Brother Yan. Anyway, even if we are in danger, Brother Yan can save us, but if we drag Brother Yan down, Brother Yan may not have the energy to save us who are running around."
Bai Shuang said sincerely, showing Zhao Zhen the interface of Yan Shixun's split-screen live broadcast on his phone: "We may only affect the speed at which Brother Yan kills ghosts."
An Nanyuan added faintly, "Be confident. We will definitely have an impact. Apart from being Brother Yan's leg pendant and asking for help, I can't think of any other role I can play in that situation."
Bai Shuang: "Blowing rainbow farts?"
An Nanyuan smiled: "Isn't that a daily task? My Oats Fan Badge has reached level three. I reflect on myself three times a day: Have I praised Brother Yan? Have I called Brother Yan? Have I recommended Brother Yan?"
"Well……"
Zhao Zhen, who had not experienced the Guishan incident in the previous episode, was somewhat bewildered when he saw the two men's unconditional trust in Yan Shixun. But when his eyes fell on the mobile phone interface in Bai Shuang's hand, his pupils shrank.
On the screen, Yan Shixun's expression was stern and intimidating, and in front of him were overlapping translucent figures, looking very much like the legendary...
ghost.
Although they encountered such an outrageous thing as a giant rat injuring people, the guests did not actually encounter anything too terrifying because Yan Shixun's rescue and protection came in time. So for Zhao Zhen, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, nothing beyond his cognition had happened before. Even though he was still in shock, he was surprised at the overly effective effect of Yan Shixun when he stopped the bleeding for him, but he just thought it was because Yan Shixun had mastered some folk remedies.
It was not until now, until Zhao Zhen saw with his own eyes the ghost with a stiff and pale face in the camera, that his previous cognition was shattered. He was so frightened by the chill that seemed to come from the screen that his upper and lower teeth were chattering, and his constricted pupils were filled with instinctive fear.
Especially the place where those ghosts were in the camera was actually the side yard where they had just fled in panic when they were avoiding the giant rat. At that time, Zhao Zhen was exhausted from the chase and bleeding profusely, and he almost thought that that would be the place where he would die, so he instinctively had a shadow of despair towards that side yard.
When Zhao Zhen first saw the scenery of the side courtyard at this moment, he seemed to be back there again. The strong sense of substitution made him feel as if he was in that side courtyard, facing ghosts.
"Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao?" Bai Shuang was still talking to An Nanyuan, but when she turned around, she inadvertently glanced at Zhao Zhen, whose already pale face was now covered with cold sweat and looked like he would faint at any time.
She couldn't help but worry about whether Zhao Zhen's physical condition could hold on. Brother Yan was not there. If Zhao Zhen really fainted, then for everyone, once they encountered danger, they would not be able to run fast, and the pressure would be doubled.
Bai Shuang called Zhao Zhen's name several times before he suddenly came back to his senses and confirmed that he was still with everyone. The relatively bright lights and the faint morning light coming in from the window barely calmed his pounding heart and pulled him back from the fear of being surrounded by ghosts.
"I'm fine, it's just, it's the first time I see this..." Zhao Zhen tried several times but didn't dare to say the word "ghost", so he could only force a smile as an apology.
But when Zhao Zhen looked at Yan Shixun on the screen again, admiration was involuntarily shown in his eyes.
He has been in various film crews since his debut as a teenager. He has seen both talented actors and "actors" who are just filling in the numbers, and has long since developed a pair of eyes that can judge people.
He could see that although Mr. Yan was an amateur in the entertainment industry, he was undoubtedly a man of real talent. Judging from his confident and calm demeanor and confidence, Mr. Yan was definitely not an "amateur" in his circle.
Zhao Zhen couldn't help but smile bitterly.
His agent said that good wine needs no bush, so he asked him to come to the variety show to increase his fans and fame. Unexpectedly, he didn't know whether his fame increased or not, but his worldview was shattered, and he suddenly learned that there are such things as ghosts in this world. Although he had heard that there were actresses in the same industry who became popular by raising little ghosts to improve their luck, he just listened to it as gossip and didn't really care. But he didn't expect that it might be true.
But precisely because of this, he wants to make friends with a master like Mr. Yan who has real skills.
After all, in this circle that values traditional culture, where every new filming starts with a grand ceremony and burning incense, and where we often hear of colleagues raising little ghosts and asking masters to calculate Feng Shui, it is necessary to have such a master in your circle of friends.
Zhao Zhen was lost in his own thoughts, and the variety show host was distracted by Yan Shixun's split-screen live broadcast.
"What the hell!" As the show was being watched, the variety show host suddenly blurted out a swear word, causing several guests around him to look at him.
The variety show star was shocked and incredulous, "Yan, Guide Yan, isn't it true that Teacher Yan can curse people! And there are so many different ways???"
The variety show host, who was already frightened by the scene of the ghost parade and dared not breathe, suddenly heard Yan Shixun say frankly in front of the camera that he knew the magic of curse.
The variety show star immediately remembered that he had repeatedly expressed his dissatisfaction with Yan Shixun before. He took a breath and a vague fear emerged in his heart. He trembled for fear that he had really angered Yan Shixun and made him curse him.
——Aren’t the curses in TV dramas all very complicated? Why can Yan Shixun’s words be so simple? As long as he has a face and a name, then he is done.
The variety show star wailed silently in his heart, and he almost wanted to travel back to one day ago. If he knew that Yan Shixun could do all these things, his attitude towards Yan Shixun would definitely be very profane!
An Nanyuan, who was quite thoughtful and familiar with this circle, roughly understood what the variety show star was thinking, and could not help but say coldly: "The teacher has changed so quickly. Didn't he look down on Brother Yan before because he was an amateur? Now it seems that the teacher has changed his mind?"
The variety show star waved his hands frantically and looked around timidly, as if he was afraid that Yan Shixun could hear him. He smiled awkwardly and said, "No, no way, Mr. Yan is so outstanding..."
Although the variety show star didn't dare to admit it, it can be seen from his actions that he was really scared.
He also secretly thought in his heart that he must change his attitude when he met Yan Shixun next time.
It seems that when Yan Shixun said that he knew how to curse people, except for the person who was intended to be scared, who was not scared and thought it was quite cute, everyone else was really scared.
The audience in front of the split screen were also confused.
[…………Please someone tell me, is Brother Yan also scaring children now?]
[Ah... Although I really want to comfort you, I am also hesitant. After all, it seems that Brother Yan really does what he says. It seems that what he said about knowing how to curse people is probably true.]
[? Why do you look so suspicious? It's true, right? Aren't these things universal? Brother Yan can catch ghosts and draw spells, so curses are just a small incidental case for Brother Yan. Didn't you see that Brother Yan laughed so easily when he talked about this topic, and didn't think it was a big deal at all? If there are people who doubt Brother Yan's ability, I suggest you go to the social platform and look at the screen recording that someone just posted. The large golden light when Brother Yan was chanting the spell just now, is he kidding you? ]
[Hahahaha, regardless of whether Brother Yan would curse people or not, I know that many people just say that they are tough, but they are actually scared in their hearts. Didn’t you notice that those people who used smurfs to curse Brother Yan in the barrage before have disappeared? It was very fast, and they disappeared in a flash. The barrage has become much quieter.]
[Really. But I actually guessed where those small accounts came from. I guess it was all the work of Anthony's agency. Didn't someone break the news before? The big company was originally planning to sacrifice An Nanyuan to promote Anthony. I didn't expect that when the data statistics of the program were analyzed, wow, all the discussions were about Yan Shixun. Anthony's fans increased slower than a turtle, and it was just a pure little girl. Isn't this angry? I think Yan Shixun blocked Anthony's way. Since last night, there have been small accounts and water troops in the wheat field, the gathering place of oats on social platforms, to stir up trouble. They have been making up negative materials about Yan Shixun, saying that he is a street gangster, and that he has no quality, and that he hit people before. Many oats were very angry, but because the main person didn't even have an account, and there was no agent or agency, the newly formed fan group had no unity at all, no one was in charge, and the counterattack was not large-scale. The whole thing was a big mess. ]
[I do data analysis. Our studio analyzed last night that Yan Shixun and his fans will suffer a big loss this time. They may be discredited by the real and fake black materials released by the water army. After all, it is a newly formed fan group. It has no fighting power. It is not like the fan clubs of other artists and stars who know how to divide the work and cooperate. This group controls the comments and that group votes. Now it is completely supported by those who have experience as big fans in Oatmeal. But after all, not everyone has this experience. Moreover, the analysis report shows that many of Yan Shixun’s fans have no experience in chasing stars, or they chase stars in a Buddhist way. Therefore, the public opinion control on social platforms and video platforms has almost failed. It almost fell. I was regretful and gave the worst case scenario in the prediction in the analysis results. As a result... I’m sorry, I live too scientifically! I didn’t expect to meet a real person who knows how to curse! Isn’t this the entertainment industry? Why did the style suddenly go astray? ]
[It’s so funny. Before, celebrities would buy publicity and hire internet trolls whenever they disagreed with each other. Only my family: If you mess with me, I have a hundred ways to curse you! Even the internet trolls are afraid of it. Hahahahaha. This is the first time I see this group of people quit.]
[The agency is rich and powerful, but it can't stop people from calculating and cursing! Damn, if it were me, I would just "thump" and hug Brother Yan's thigh, and confess to Brother Yan with tears and snot for the wrong things I did before. I'm afraid that Brother Yan will really remember this and stab a voodoo doll or something, and I won't know how I died. Regardless of whether Brother Yan will do this or not, it's like a sword hanging over my head. I don't know what will fall down, which is more terrifying than falling down directly.]
[Well, because this circle itself believes in these things. I saw a news report before, saying that the boss of An Nanyuan’s agency is particularly superstitious about these things. Not only does he always go around looking for masters to look at Feng Shui, he even asks masters to calculate the dates for the debuts of his company’s artists.]
[No matter how crazy the trolls are, they are just relying on the screen and you can’t hit them. But now they are facing someone who doesn’t play by the rules. Brother Yan can not only tell who you are, but also curse you. It can be said that he provides a one-stop service. Maybe Brother Yan can also read Feng Shui. After death, he can help you find out where to bury you, so that you will never be reborn. Tsk tsk, anyone would be scared.]
[Ah? ? ? Brother Yan can actually tell fortunes! I saw Brother Yan occasionally drawing lines on his palms in the last episode, so I suspected that Brother Yan was telling fortunes. Later, when I asked Brother Yan in the barrage, Brother Yan said that it was because he had ADHD. I believed it! So Brother Yan was just teasing me at that time QAQ]
[Lovingly snoring at your little head, silly child, Brother Yan is not coaxing you, Brother Yan is just tricking the silly child into believing in science. Now look at this man who can confidently say that he knows many ways to curse, do you dare to say that he can't tell fortunes?]
[Um, are you all attracted by what Brother Yan said about curses? Am I the only one who thinks the interaction between Brother Yan and the assistant director is inexplicably sweet? It doesn't seem like friends teasing each other, but more like they are teasing each other. I just blushed when I heard it, and I took screenshots like crazy while being shy and honest. There was one picture in particular where the two of them were looking at each other and smiling, it was really touching.]
[You mentioned the assistant director. Did anyone hear what he said? I was holding my breath waiting for the handsome guy's name, but suddenly there was wind in my room. I didn't open the window or did anything, but there was wind all of a sudden! There were also screams. I don't know if I was frightened and hallucinating, or if it was real... and then I missed the assistant director's name.]
[I'm not alone! I didn't notice the assistant director because he had a low presence and always wore a hat. But when he took off his hat, my god! I noticed that he was so tall, even taller than Brother Yan, and he had such a good figure. Could he have been a male model before? I used to hate men with long hair. I thought they were either sloppy and homeless, or very feminine. I didn't expect the assistant director to have long hair, but his aura was so strong that it changed my stereotype. Although I don't know why, his face was always blocked by something or blurred when the camera was shooting, but I was quite looking forward to it when he said his name. But the lights in my living room suddenly went out! I was so scared that I quickly left the room to see. I was the only one at home, why did the lights in the living room suddenly go out? Who turned it off? Was there a ghost... I was scared to death. ]
[Ah, are you all like this? It happened to me too. When the assistant director was about to say his name, the kitchen faucet suddenly turned on and water started to flow. I was so scared that I didn't dare to turn it off in bed. Now I am listening to the sound of water flowing from outside and waiting for my mother to turn it off.]
[I couldn't see the assistant director's face clearly either, which was very strange. I saw it clearly, but I forgot it as soon as I turned my head. I thought about asking him to see what he looked like, but I was always distracted by other things. It was useless to write it down on a small piece of paper, because I would forget it. All I remember now is that he was very handsome and tall, and looked like a supermodel. If you ask me to describe what he looked like in more words, my mind would be blank.]
[…Don’t scare me, I’m almost scared to death tonight. My house has a cemetery view, right next to the cemetery. I can see the cemetery opposite from the window. I always hear strange noises at home. As a result! Just now, when Brother Yan finished reciting that long string of things and the golden light appeared, my house suddenly became quiet! And it was as if the window was opened, the air in the house suddenly became fresh. I always felt that someone was looking at me, so I always subconsciously turned around and looked at the corner. I thought I was too suspicious, but since just now, I no longer have this feeling. I was shocked. Is there a ghost in my house? Damn it! Master Yan! ]
[He swallowed tremblingly. We were talking about the Internet trolls, why did the topic suddenly become so exciting? Don't discuss this topic in the early morning. I'm scared.]
[Don't be afraid, it's almost five o'clock, and the sun will be up soon. Even if there are people, they will just hide. But to be honest, I've been chasing stars for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone like Brother Yan who is hard to define. He doesn't act like an entertainment industry guy at all, but how should I put it? I always feel that he doesn't care about the entertainment industry. He has his own vast world and has seen a wider world than all of us. So when he entered our field of vision, it was like a dimensionality reduction attack, suddenly breaking the template-based assembly line model of the entertainment industry, and bursting into our field of vision with wildness and arrogance, making us who have never seen this type of person, unable to forget them after seeing them once.]
[Maybe a master of fooling around, a charlatan idol, or an ancestor amateur? Brother Yan can point to those ghosts that look the same as in the movie and say that they are the refraction of light, and that they move like gods or animatronics. I am really shocked. Thank you Brother Yan for taking time out of your busy schedule to fool us.]
[Brother Yan: Just tell me whether you believe it or not. It’s up to you. If you don’t believe it, let the program be banned for superstition. Me: I believe it! This is science! Woohoo, today Oats is also trying to comfort himself and his idol.]
[Hmm? Where is Brother Yan going? Shit! Isn't this the way to the place with the statue? I remember that Brother Yan passed by here when he left after playing with the video game figures. What is Brother Yan going to do? Is he going back to have a good beating after he got rid of his anger?]
[Fuck, is this true? Is Brother Yan so wild?]
[…I may have guessed what Brother Yan was going to do. You can see it if you take a look at Anthony’s split screen. He is really crazy, staying with a bunch of rat-like monsters and cursing Brother Yan. Fuck, I am so angry. Anthony doesn’t even look at himself now. He has such a big dark circle under his eyes and is still cursing Brother Yan? Believe it or not, Brother Yan will draw a circle and curse him.]
After the villagers' confused souls left, the courtyard in front of the main hall was empty. Inside and outside the main hall, there were stones and dust from the headless statues, mixed with rainwater, muddy and messy, completely lacking the formal style that he had seen when he first entered the mountain temple.
Yan Shixun checked and found that the evil creature's follower, who originally lived next to the main hall and pretended to be a middle-aged Taoist priest, had disappeared. He remembered that when they were confronting the statue, the rat on the mural opened its mouth and screamed several times as if calling for its follower, and the giant rat that chased An Nanyuan and the others also ran away at that time.
It seems that the fake middle-aged Taoist priest also turned back into a mouse to cover the evil creature's escape.
Because the mountain god promised Yan Shixun that he would remove all the restrictions on Wild Wolf Peak. As the sun slowly rose from the eastern peak, the heavy rainstorm at night also gradually subsided, and the air and wind began to flow again.
Yan Shixun could feel that the previous feeling of being in the metal box with blocked signals had completely disappeared, and the strength that he had just temporarily lost had also returned to his meridians.
He rubbed his fingers unconsciously against each other on his palms that were originally hanging by his legs. Then he scanned the entire main hall including the courtyard. After not finding the evil creature that ran away and hid, he directly used the surrounding environment and the time and place to make a divination. His slender fingers kept calculating flexibly, and his lips moved slightly as if he was silently reciting something, occasionally revealing one or two breath sounds. His handsome face was full of seriousness and excited fighting spirit.
Shuishanjian is a place under the mountains, which is cold and shady and has water.
The ugly earth is below, and the grave is in the mud.
That evil thing is underground.
Yan Shixun's gaze fell on the bluestone floor where his Martin boots were stepping.
Jian, beneficial to the southwest, unfavorable to the northeast.
For the evil creature that is about to be killed by me, it is a bad omen. In this case...
Then its hiding place is in the northeast.
To the northeast of me is right below the main hall.
Yan Shixun casually loosened his slender fingers that were used for counting, clenched his hands into fists and stretched his muscles, making a crisp "crack" sound.
"Ye Li, stand back."
Yan Shixun glanced at the man who was following him closely, raised his sharp eyebrows, and said, "Haven't you heard the saying, it's better to watch people quarrel than to watch people tear down a house. Standing so close, aren't you afraid that you will burst?"
The man saw the burning desire and excitement in Yan Shixun's eyes, so he did not say that he was not afraid. Instead, he obediently took two steps back, signaling Yan Shixun to feel free to fight to his heart's content.
He would always be watching him from behind and would not hinder his fight.
Yan Shixun withdrew his gaze from the man, took a deep breath and let the breath sink into his dantian from top to bottom, uttered syllables between his lips, constantly accumulating strength.
"The sky is round and the earth is square, only the Tao is supreme; there is golden light on my body, covering my body..."
As he pronounced the words clearly, a layer of light golden light covered his body and flowed to his legs according to his will, constantly accumulating strength.
"Golden light appears quickly, protecting the real person!"
Finally, at the moment when the golden light on his legs became more and more dazzling, Yan Shixun shouted loudly, then jumped up, and kicked his long legs directly at the granite facade of the main hall.
People often say that it is like using an egg to hit a stone. They always think that stone is hard and cannot be destroyed by human power, let alone breaking a huge rock with one foot.
However, under Yan Shixun's fully-powered attack, the solid wall of the main hall made a "crackling" sound as cracks continued to appear. Finally, it could not withstand the powerful force of Yan Shixun's attack. After a loud noise, a huge hole was shattered in the wall.
Yan Shixun also used the force to pass directly through the big hole and leaped into the mysterious space hidden under the main hall.
The morning light suddenly shone through the big hole into the originally dark and damp underground temple. In the floating light and dark shadows, Yan Shixun rushed forward with a fierce momentum and stepped directly on the evil creature. Holding a long wooden stick in his hand, he looked down at the ugly evil creature proudly.
Only then did Yan Shixun, with his good eyesight, see the appearance of the evil creature clearly under the light.
Unlike the villagers whose souls were painted before and looked exactly like real people, this evil creature, also on the mural, was not at all the colorful and tall one as on the mural.
And it just looks like an ugly mouse that has grown a little bigger.
But its fur was rougher and sharper than that of ordinary mice, and it looked more hideous and ferocious. Its red eyes flashed with resentment. It screamed sharply as if calling for something, and struggled frantically to grab Yan Shixun who was stepping on it with its sharp claws.
"What? You still want to turn over?" Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and said with disgust: "A mouse that steals food and steals things from the owner's house is caught and still wants to escape? Are you looking down on me, or are you imagining things too well?"
"Tsk." Yan Shixun leaned back slightly, slowly lifted his Martin boots from the boulder he was standing on, and then stomped down suddenly with powerful force. Under the impact of the force, the evil creature trembled all over, and a painful expression appeared on its ugly face.
"The villagers you controlled have all left. What else can you rely on? Wild Wolf Peak? More than a decade ago, this place has become a dead place because of you and those villagers. Even if you want to capture power from this area, it will be empty. What else can you do?"
Yan Shixun glanced indifferently at Anthony who was knocked unconscious on the other side, without a trace of sympathy: "Or are you pointing at that guy over there to give you some faith power? You've almost sucked him dry, what's the use?"
"Having lost your position as the mountain god, you are nothing more than a dirty rat that everyone wants to kill." He grinned, "Face the reality, trash."
The evil creature was greatly infuriated by Yan Shixun's contemptuous tone. Its red eyes were ferocious and terrifying, staring at Yan Shixun as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. Rough "huff" and "huff" breathing sounds came from its throat, and all its knotted muscles were tensed up, and its hair stood up like needles.
It suddenly exerted force and stretched out its sharp claws to grab Yan Shixun's calf. The claws flashed an ominous moldy green luster, as if they were poisonous.
Yan Shixun's eyes became fierce, and he immediately leaped upwards, dodging the attack of the evil creature while gathering power with the long stick in his hand and swinging it downwards, using the momentum difference to carry away the heavy force. At the moment when the evil creature thought it had found a chance to escape and twisted its body out from under the boulder to escape, the long stick was swung directly at the creature, hitting its abdomen and then using it as a fulcrum to move directly outwards, using inertia to lift the evil creature heavily and fly it out.
“Bang!”
The evil creature didn't expect Yan Shixun's reaction ability and strength to be so strong. It was hit by Yan Shixun without warning. It kept waving its claws and fangs in the air, trying to struggle, but it still couldn't defeat the full force of Yan Shixun's attack. After smashing the heads of a whole row of stone animal statues, it was thrown directly against the wall, making a loud noise that kept echoing in the empty and cold underground temple.
The evil creature that fell from the wall was hit so hard that it was dizzy and seeing stars, but before it could stand up again, Yan Shixun, who did not intend to give the evil creature any time to react, had already swung his long stick to attack again, and the stick almost cut through the air with a sharp explosion, which was extremely powerful.
The evil creature turned around in panic, only having time to see Yan Shixun's face smiling crazily in the dim light. The long stick that was rushing towards it almost became a shadow, and it was already in front of it before it realized it.
Its eyes widened as the long stick in its field of vision came closer and closer, becoming larger and larger. Its muscles were stiff as wood, and its mind frantically told it to run, but under such horrible pressure, it felt that there were knives ready to stab it from all directions. It didn't know when the talismans it had prepared turned into beautiful golden words, looming in the air around it, forming a cage that trapped the evil creature and prevented it from escaping.
Seeing that the long stick was about to hit him, but none of the giant rats he had summoned earlier came to save him. The evil creature gritted its teeth and decided to fight this ignorant human with a ferocious look.
However, just as it puffed up its muscular legs and stood up to pounce on Yan Shixun's face, it saw Yan Shixun raise his eyebrows, as if he had seen through its movements long ago and was confident of it. He calmly lowered his body without panic and rushed directly towards the evil creature at a height almost close to the ground, turning the passive position into the active, taking the initiative in his own hands and attacking first. With a wave of his long arms, he blocked the evil creature's original route of pounce, completely disrupting its rhythm, making the evil creature, which had made a hasty decision, suddenly flustered and lost its momentum.
Looking at the panic of the evil creature, Yan Shixun grinned with contempt, as if mocking the evil creature that even if it was covered in red and green and adorned with jewels, without the stolen fairy clothes, it was ultimately just a rat hiding in the darkness, stupid and ugly.
The evil creature was so angry that it started squeaking like a madman, and it lost its ability to think and became confused.
The golden talisman that appeared in the air blocked all the evil creature's routes of retreat or escape. Yan Shixun took the initiative to launch a frontal charge and disrupted all the evil creature's plans, making it lose all its sanity.
At the same time, the long stick that was originally thrown from top to bottom, after the evil creature left its original position, fell in an arc shape with tremendous force, pointing directly at the head of the evil creature.
When the evil creature, whose head was buzzing with anger, heard the sound of breaking air, it finally remembered the existence of the long stick and subconsciously looked up, but it was too late to dodge.
“Puff!”
As the evil creature raised its head, the long stick pierced right into the top of its head, then continued to move downwards through its entire fat body and broke through its body again, until the long stick finally firmly penetrated the stone slab on the ground where the evil creature was standing, and then it stopped.
The end of the long stick was swaying slightly in the air, and the entire stick that had come into contact with the evil object had been stained black and purple by the blood.
Blood splattered.
The air was filled with a fishy smell, which mixed with the original moisture and moldy smell of the underground temple, making people feel sick.
Yan Shixun frowned and looked at the evil creature with disgust. He slowly retracted his attacking posture towards the evil creature and stood up straight again.
"Even the blood stinks, how disgusting. Have you all studied in the same cram school? You're disgusting just because you can't beat someone? It smells so bad that I'm about to vomit."
"It turned out that you are the one who stole the throne from the mountain god..." Yan Shixun stretched out his long legs and slowly approached the evil creature that was stuck in the ground and could not move. He asked it in a cold tone: "Are you worthy?"
"Established by Yu Shun, 'It is spread over the mountains and rises from the great marshes.' The mountain god is the guardian of a mountain. What have you done to overestimate your own abilities and think that you are worthy of this position?"
Yan Shixun sneered, his eyes as cold as a knife: "You have robbed the power, but only brought disaster and pain. You still want to become a god after suffering so many bad consequences?"
"Even among the evil gods, there is no place for you."
"You are just a rat that everyone wants to kill."
The evil creature that was pierced from top to bottom on the long stick, because its top was shattered, caused its power, which had already been reduced to a minimum due to the departure of the villagers' souls, to be dispersed again. Without power, it was just a dirty and vicious rat, just like Yan Shixun said.
The evil creature, unable to move, twitched its body and stared at Yan Shixun with resentment, as if it wanted to remember his face and curse him.
But Yan Shixun was not afraid at all. He just raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Are you looking at me to curse me? I am not a saint. I will return all the curses you have made."
"Why don't we try and see whose curse is stronger."
Yan Shixun grinned and uttered the syllables slowly: "I said, after you die, you will fall into the ninth level of hell, and suffer forever to atone for your sins, until you pay for the evil consequences of killing the mountain god and hundreds of villagers, and then you can be reduced to ashes."
"From now on, death will be a complete relief for you."
The evil creature had its red eyes open, looking at Yan Shixun unwillingly and resentfully, not caring at all about what he said.
But suddenly, it seemed to sense something, and looked back in horror over Yan Shixun's shoulder.
Through the big hole and the lingering dust, it vaguely saw a tall figure standing under the skylight, with a majestic look that made it uncontrollably fearful and trembling.
"Can."
In the courtyard, Ye Li raised his eyelashes, and his cold gaze penetrated all obstacles and fell on Yan Shixun.
At his feet were scattered the corpses of several giant rats, their faces filled with fear and their eyes open.
Ye Li's voice was cold and emotionless, with a majesty that was enough to command ghosts and gods.
"What Yan Shixun said is that light is light and darkness is darkness. The thirty-three heavenly gods and eighteen Feng are all under my rule and will all be granted."
"All that is punished is evil, and all that is done is law. This is Yan Shixun."
The evil creature twitched, and its fat body hung on the long stick, motionless.
Only those eyes that had been ferocious before now looked upwards in despair, with deep fear and regret.
Yan Shixun took two steps back in disgust, thinking that the rat was very dirty.
"I don't know if this rat carries any virus. Plague is very troublesome. Ugh, it's so dirty."
He swept the rat that was stuck on the ground by the long stick and was about to cast a spell to burn it clean when he suddenly felt the cell phone in his pocket vibrate.
It was sent by Taoist Master Ma, who had been squatting in front of the split screen. He emotionally asked Yan Shixun not to use such a big fuss about the Five Thunder Jue just to burn a mouse. They even wanted to drag this evil creature back to have a look, so please leave its body intact!
It just so happened that Yan Shixun also hated this rat so much that he withdrew his gesture indifferently and prepared to hand it over to Haiyun Temple and the authorities for handling.
But Master Ma's message also reminded Yan Shixun that he was so excited about killing mice that he forgot about the split-screen live broadcast.
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