Chapter 110 Wedding and mourning (41)
Yang Duo's wedding dress turned into thousands of blood lines, shooting in all directions, carrying strong hatred and murderous intent. Zhang Wubing and Yang Tu were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they dodged in panic, but they still couldn't escape the attack that came in front of them in an instant.
The whole world is under Yang Duo's control, as if nothing can stop her. Just as she said, everyone who betrays her deserves to die!
Yang Tu exclaimed, but did not run away to hide. Instead, he eagerly grabbed Yang Yun's arm, subconsciously trying to block him behind him.
——They are friends!
He already felt guilty for not being able to help the other person when he was in the most pain, and he couldn't let the other person get hurt again!
At this moment, Yang Tu forgot the fact that Yang Yun had already committed suicide, and only had an instinctive subconscious tendency.
But it was so sincere that Yang Yun was moved.
Yang Yun, who had not dodged or evaded Yang Duo's attack and had given up all resistance and allowed himself to be hurt, finally moved.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Tu just before the blood lines touched him, then quickly turned around and switched positions, with his back facing Yang Duo, while holding Yang Tu firmly against his chest.
An invisible force suddenly emerged from Yang Yun and spread to the entire ancestral hall, protecting the direction where Yan Shixun left and Zhang Wubing under this force.
Thousands of blood lines hit the invisible barrier, suddenly exploded and turned into blood, spilling down from mid-air.
Amidst the flying blood rain, Yang Duo rushed towards Yang Yun like an arrow. Under her sharp and slender nails, all obstacles were as fragile as paper, making a sharp explosion sound.
Then, it broke through the flesh and stabbed into Yang Yun's back.
Yang Yun's body stiffened instantly, and a look of pain flashed across his face. He raised his hand, ignoring the pain, and tightly grasped the nail that had pierced his heart and pierced through his chest, preventing it from going any further.
In front of him was the only good memory left in his life, and the last time he had not committed any sins or mistakes...
Best friend.
Yang Tu stared at everything in front of him in a daze, until Yang Yun's blood gushed out and splashed all over him, then he suddenly came to his senses and wanted to help Yang Yun in a panic, but he was at a loss what to do.
"Yang Yun, Yang Yun!"
He looked like he was about to cry.
Yang Yun looked at Yang Tu with a dazed look on his face, then his expression softened and he smiled softly.
He remembered that many years ago, the children in the same village were told by their parents not to get close to him because he was a wild child without a father. No one wanted to play with him, but Yang Tu, who came with Yang Han to Yang Duo's house to offer sacrifices, cheerfully grabbed his hand and took him to the mountains to play wildly.
During the process of growing up, only Yang Tu always stood by him.
Unlike him, Yang Tu had many friends and seemed to be able to get along with everyone. Because of Yang Tu, his peers gradually began to accept him, and his and his mother's situation in the village improved a little. His peers would occasionally bring some food and began to respect his mother.
Later, Jiacun got on the road and started to make money and get in touch with the outside world. Yang Tu came to him excitedly and took him out.
He saw a vast world that he had never imagined.
Information, technology, openness, freedom, respect... everything is dazzling, shocking and astonishing.
That is something that Jiazifen Village does not have.
He realized that this could help him take his mother away from Jiazifen Village and return her to the family she had been to before she was trafficked.
So he built a farm house, made money, and everything seemed to be going in a good direction.
It’s just...the devastation of Jiazifen Village is too numerous to mention!
"Yang Tu, thank you for being my friend."
Yang Yun smiled, but his figure was like a candle swaying in the wind, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and could be extinguished at any time.
"Yang Yun, what happened to you? What should I do? Tell me! I am a fool. I failed to help you protect your mother, and I didn't realize what happened to you. I even foolishly thought you did something bad when I saw the body. Yang Yun, teach me, teach me what to do to save you!"
Yang Tu's face was covered with tears because she sensed something was wrong when she heard Yang Yun's words, which sounded like his last farewell.
Yang Yun ignored Yang Tu. He gritted his teeth and exerted force, tightly grasping Yang Duo's nails, not hesitating to cut his palm into pieces, in order to completely isolate the threat from Yang Duo and not let her hurt Yang Tu at all.
At the same time that Yang Duo stabbed Yang Yun's heart, she was also approached by Yang Yun's power. She was held hostage by his will and was unable to withdraw her hand.
She became ruthless and pounded her palms in Yang Yun's heart, almost crushing the entire heart, and blood and flesh flowed down her palms.
Yang Yun just groaned, his body hunched over in pain, his figure becoming increasingly unsteady, but he was still unwilling to let go.
"Yang Duo, that's enough. Mr. Yan is right. You've gone too far."
Yang Yun's voice was hoarse, blood trickling down from the corners of his mouth: "When you slaughtered the whole village, I ignored it because I felt guilty about you, and I was full of sins and had no right to stop you. But Yang Duo, among the many people you killed, they never did anything wrong to you."
"Even Director Zhang and his production team, as well as Yang Tu, are not from Jiazifen Village. They just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time. They have nothing to do with your hatred. You can't kill them. I won't allow you to do so."
Yang Yun could hardly see anything.
He was different from Yang Duo, he had already taken revenge and killed his enemy, for him, the resentment had disappeared. What remained was the guilt towards his mother.
As long as he could see his mother again and say sorry to her in person for breaking his promise, he would be satisfied.
This was because hatred did not give him power, and the negative energy of Jiazifen Village was of no use to him at all.
He is much weaker than Yang Duo, who will soon become a true Yin God.
Similar to living people, the heart and brain are also the core of the soul. The shattered heart caused Yang Yun's already weak strength to be lost more seriously. He could feel his soul breaking apart rapidly and could hardly gather into a human form.
"ridiculous."
Yang Duo snorted coldly, his face grim: "The world betrayed me, so I betrayed the world, what's wrong with me! You are the one who is wrong. You obviously lost everything because of those people, but you still have unrealistic expectations of them. Yang Yun, you deserve to die!"
"I originally wanted to let you go, because you indirectly gave birth to me, so immediately after I become the Yin God, you can get my power and kill as many people as you want. But now, I have changed my mind."
A large amount of blood flowed down Yang Duo's wedding dress, and a river of blood spread on the ground, almost swallowing Yang Yun.
And the barrier he set up in the ancestral hall was also crumbling.
"Yang Yun, since you refuse to wake up, then become my nourishment!"
Yang Duo suddenly exerted force with her hands, grabbed Yang Yun's heart and quickly pulled her hand back from his chest.
Yang Yun groaned in pain, a big hole appeared in his chest, and his strength quickly dissipated.
His eyes gradually dimmed, and then, in front of Yang Tu, he opened his empty eyes and his body slowly slid to the ground.
Yang Tu watched all this happen in a flash, his brain didn't even have time to react, he could only subconsciously reach out to hold Yang Yun's hand.
"Yang Yun...?"
His voice was trembling, but he couldn't hold back Yang Yun who was slipping away from his arms.
Without Yang Yun as her protection, Yang Duo's no longer beautiful and ferocious face appeared in front of Yang Tu.
"I remember you. You are Yang Han's favorite nephew."
Blood boiled in Yang Duo's eyes: "And Yang Han betrayed me."
She slowly stretched out her hand covered in broken flesh and blood and pointed at Yang Tu.
…
"——So, you are digging here to find a coffin?"
Yan Shixun crossed his arms over his chest, raised his eyebrows, and looked down at the two people who were covered in mud: "It's okay if Zhao Zhen can't feel it, but what's wrong with you, Lu Xingxing?"
He pointed at the coffins under their feet and said, "Even if you all woke up in coffins, it doesn't mean that there are people from the program team in other coffins. Lu Xingxing, don't you check the Yang energy in here before you work?"
"There are no living people in here."
Because Zhao Zhen found Lu Xingxing in the coffin, he naturally thought that there might be other coffins buried in the ancestral hall, and inside them were other missing members of the program team. After he told Lu Xingxing about his guess, the two rolled up their sleeves and started digging coffins.
As luck would have it, Lu Xingxing actually used the Feng Shui knowledge he had learned and guessed where the coffin would be buried from the layout of the ancestral hall. After digging it up, he found that it was indeed the case.
But the problem is——
Yan Shixun did not sense a single trace of yang energy from the coffin, only a thick, gloomy and deathly aura that faintly emanated from the coffin.
He lowered his eyes to look at the coffin under the feet of Lu Xingxing and the other man. It was nailed with nine-inch nails and poured with molten iron, which was obviously a method to prevent the dead from rising.
Since Yang Duo was buried here to marry the god, and the villagers were so skilled at it, she would not be the first one. The girls before her were probably also buried here.
If Lu Xingxing rashly opens the coffin, what will be waiting for him will not be the acquaintances from the program crew, but only a dead body full of resentment.
What Lu Xingxing opens will only be a Pandora's box full of crises.
After hearing Yan Shixun's words, Lu Xingxing and Zhao Zhen looked at each other.
Although Zhao Zhen didn't know what was going on, he had already experienced Lu Xingxing's unreliability, so his eyes were filled with suspicion.
Lu Xingxing suddenly shouted unhappily: "Didn't you say there was someone else in the coffin, so I was digging here with you? What's the matter with the way you look at me now?"
Zhao Zhen: "Then you can also check it first like Mr. Yan did."
“?? Although I really don’t want to admit it, this guy is my uncle, okay? When he was catching ghosts, I was still a rebellious middle school boy. Isn’t it natural that he is better than me? Otherwise, why would he be my uncle?”
"…This is the first time I've seen someone admit it so confidently."
Yan Shixun frowned, feeling the chill spreading up his back.
It was as if there was some danger hiding behind him, out of sight, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
"You can come up and continue arguing instead of standing at someone else's door. The owner of the coffin probably doesn't want to see you standing on someone else's coffin and arguing. Lu Xingxing, you're so noisy, shut up."
Yan Shixun raised his head and said, "Like I said just now, the Yin God may appear in the ancestral hall at any time. Instead of arguing here, it is better to pay more attention to the surroundings."
The two looked at each other, quickly climbed out of the pit they had dug with their own hands, and tried to fill the soil back.
"Mr. Yan, is it true that Yang Duo you said is the Yin God?"
Zhao Zhen hesitated to speak, but still asked: "The Yang Duo I just saw was just a pitiful little girl, and she turned into a skeleton in the end. She doesn't look like the person Mr. Yan said at all."
"Yang Duo may not, but Yin Shen will."
Yan Shixun said in a calm voice: "She is no longer herself. Too much Yin energy and resentment have completely obliterated her memory and reason. She is now more like a carrier of the pool. The experience you just described should be the memories and emotions as a human that Yang Duo threw away before she became a Yin God. It was the pure her at that time."
"Zhao Zhen, don't expect too much from the ghosts and gods to be kind. If you don't have the corresponding power or bargaining chips, you will have no choice but to surrender when they want to kill you."
Yan Shixun glanced at Zhao Zhen and Lu Xingxing with a half-smile: "Don't expect your opponent to be soft-hearted. You must always be prepared to fight. When dealing with ghosts and gods, you will be attacked if you are not careful."
"Especially you, Lu Xingxing - although I know you haven't yet graduated from Taoist Master Song, but if you continue to be so reckless, I'm afraid that one day your master will have to collect your body."
Lu Xingxing knew that he was being reckless this time, and he coughed guiltily: "I know, I know."
He was still unconvinced and wanted to say something, but Yan Shixun's eyes suddenly became sharp when he looked at him.
——From the reflection of the ornament hanging on Lu Xingxing’s chest, Yan Shixun saw a blurry red ghost face.
Feeling the crisis, Yan Shixun turned around decisively, tore off the bloodstained cloth tied to his chest with one hand, and quickly chanted a spell to bless him. With the naked eye, the cloth that was originally limp and hanging in his palm instantly straightened up, and was held in Yan Shixun's hand like a long stick, and immediately crossed in front of his chest to block the ghost.
The red ghost figure with a ferocious face pounced towards Yan Shixun from a distance, but after touching Yan Shixun's blood on the cloth, its whole body suddenly caught fire.
The ghost was stunned, but before he could even utter a scream, he was burned to ashes.
Lu Xingxing, who noticed the ghost because of Yan Shixun's actions, was stunned.
"Fuck! Do you have eyes on the back of your head? I've only heard of people who have a third eye on their foreheads. Do you have one on the back of your head, too?"
Yan Shixun did not have time to answer Lu Xingxing's doubts. He glanced across the atrium vigilantly and discovered that since some time had passed, the shadows and corners of the wind and rain corridor were filled with blood-red shadows.
They gather in the most inconspicuous places of the building, ready to move.
Yan Shixun quickly understood what was going on.
——Yang Duo has arrived at the ancestral hall.
This is Yang Duo's world, where everything is dominated by her. Although she still has to wait for the right time to truly become a Yin God, the power that Yang Duo actually possesses is already strong enough.
It was too easy to deceive Yan Shixun's perception, approach quietly and attack.
If Yang Duo were here... Yang Yun!
Yan Shixun's expression changed.
Yang Yun is with Zhang Wubing and Yang Tu. I don’t know how long he can last if he goes against Yang Duo, but Yang Duo will never show mercy to Yang Yun who stands against her.
He had to get back to the main house of the ancestral hall as soon as possible.
Yan Shixun immediately called two people and walked towards the ancestral hall with his long legs. The fiery power emanated from the blood-stained cloth in his hand, causing the blood-colored shadows to retreat wherever he went. They sensed the danger and did not dare to attack rashly, as if they were waiting for orders.
"There's no need to be so nervous, Brother Yan." Lu Xingxing didn't care at all: "I'm here, I will protect Zhao Zhen, just do your thing."
Yan Shixun snorted coldly: "If it's just you, you are also an insider, I don't care whether you live or die, but Zhao Zhen is just an ordinary person, I don't want him to lose his life because of you."
"If I had come a step later and you had opened the coffin, I would have to collect your bodies now."
Lu Xingxing touched his nose and dared not speak.
But as they walked back to the ancestral hall from the courtyard, even the most carefree Lu Xingxing noticed something was wrong.
The cold, dark, and bloody smell became stronger and stronger...
This doesn't look like an ancestral hall, it looks more like walking into a grave!
"Yang Yun! Yang Yun!"
Yang Tu's desperate cries came from the ancestral hall.
Yan Shixun paused, then quickly ran towards the ancestral hall.
Before he left the ancestral hall, although it was dilapidated, everything was still normal.
But at this time, the ancestral hall that reappeared in front of Yan Shixun was covered with blood, and the river of blood flooded the bluestone floor.
Yan Shixun's heart skipped a beat.
Yang Duo was much more anxious than he expected. Before he could find Lu Xingxing and the other person, Yang Duo had already arrived at the ancestral hall. And from Yang Tu's cries, I'm afraid they had been attacked.
Turning the corner, Yan Shixun finally saw what was happening.
Yang Tu knelt on the ground holding Yang Yun, crying breathlessly. Yang Yun had closed his eyes, and blood was flowing out from every pore under his skin, almost merging with the river of blood under him, and also staining Yang Tu with blood.
Zhang Wubing squatted beside the two men, at a loss as to what to do to help but unable to do anything. He could only glare ahead at them, like a fighter who refused to succumb to power.
And the person standing in front of them was Yang Duo.
She looked down at the few people with cold and contemptuous eyes. She had completely lost the warmth and kindness of a human being. She was truly like a ghost, vicious and dangerous.
This shows that Yang Duo's power is increasing.
And the source of power... is Yang Yun.
"Yang Duo."
The Martin boots stepped into the river of blood, making a "pa pa" sound of blood splashing.
Yan Shixun appeared in front of the two opposing parties with a stern face and anger in his eyes.
"You just ran away so fast, but I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me and die now."
Yan Shixun's eyes passed over Zhang Wubing and the other man who were showing surprise, and then looked at Yang Duo again: "Why, you don't want to be a Yin God anymore? Do you want to come to me to seek relief?"
Yang Duo slowly turned her head and looked at Yan Shixun with resentment: "No, it is precisely to become a Yin God that I came here. You know it very well, so you are waiting for me here."
"You are such a liar. I underestimated you just now. I didn't expect you to be such an evil spirit. But this time."
Yang Duo sneered: "You can't escape."
"You, and all the living people with you, will die here!"
Yang Duo stretched out his sharp claws and rushed directly towards Yan Shixun, leaving behind only a red afterimage at high speed.
Her arm, which had just been injured by Yan Shixun and turned into dry bones, has now become intact with the nourishment of the new strength. Her nails are sharper than before and can even tear through the air.
Shrink the earth into an inch.
Yan Shixun's pupils shrank and he thought to himself, "Oh no!"
It seems that after obtaining Yang Yun's power, Yang Duo has moved one step closer to Yin Shen, and has even gained some of Yin Shen's abilities.
But even though he felt heavy in his heart, his movements were still quick and neat, and he used the blood-stained cloth in his hand to block Yang Duo's attack without any delay.
As he moved, the wound on his chest, which had already begun to scab, was torn open, and blood soaked Yan Shixun's shirt.
He swiftly moved sideways to avoid Yang Duo's attack. At the same time, the cloth strip in his hand, which was originally as hard and straight as a stick, softened and was held in his hand. He wanted to tie up Yang Duo with the cloth strip when Yang Duo could not control her momentum due to inertia.
However, the gap between Yin gods and humans is huge, and even further, it’s the difference of ascending to heaven.
Yang Duo, who had obtained the power of the Yin God and was standing on the ground where her bones were buried, was very different from before. In particular, she had learned about the control that Yan Shixun's blood had on her, so she paid more attention to and was more vigilant towards Yan Shixun.
Just when Yan Shixun tensed his muscles and counted silently in his mind, ready to take action, the moment Yang Duo got close to him, the corners of her bright red lips curled up, and she slowly smiled beautifully and maliciously.
Yan Shixun frowned, subconsciously sensing that something was wrong with this smile.
Before he could figure it out, there was a sudden sound of breaking air behind him.
Attacked from both sides.
Yan Shixun rushed towards Yang Duo in front of him with one hand, and at the same time quickly ducked his body to avoid the attack from behind.
But, it was too fast.
In a world dominated by evil spirits, Yan Shixun's ability to communicate with ghosts and gods was almost suppressed to nothingness. He was injured again, and every time he moved his muscles and the wound was involved, he would pause unconsciously.
Facing the Yin God in this state, he had almost no chance of winning.
Yan Shixun groaned, his straight and strong shoulders shook, and he could hardly hold the cloth in his hands steadily.
A line of blood as thick as an iron cable pierced his shoulder directly from behind.
Not only that, dozens of similar blood lines suddenly surged out from the blood river and rushed towards Yan Shixun from all directions.
The angle was so tricky that he had almost no way to avoid it.
What's more, Yan Shixun was still nailed to the spot by the blood line that pierced his shoulder and couldn't move too much.
He was like a target, with sharp arrows pointing at him without any blind spots.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have despaired due to fear and pain.
But Yan Shixun's eyes became sharper and brighter. Pain was like the best stimulant for him, and his adrenaline continued to surge.
He tightened his muscles, and his movements became more agile and flexible. He twisted and turned under more than a dozen attacks, not caring at all that his pierced shoulder would cause the wound to expand further and bring more severe pain. Blood flowed down from his shoulder and wet his shirt.
But what he gained in exchange for the enlarged wound was worth it.
Yan Shixun managed to avoid all of the dozen or so attacks and protected his brain and heart.
But the price is equally bloody.
His abdomen and thigh were pierced. Although he had avoided the abdominal organs and thigh arteries after calculating the pros and cons, the pain still made his eyes go black at that moment. He could hardly see anything and his movements slowed down.
At the moment when Yan Shixun lost his balance due to pain, Yang Duo did not give up this excellent opportunity. She ruthlessly broke her nails and stabbed Yan Shixun's Adam's apple with blood on her hands.
She was determined to kill the obstacle that stood in her way of becoming the Yin God, and to make sure that all those who dared to betray her would die without a burial place.
Yan Shixun clenched his teeth, controlling his muscles that were trembling physiologically due to the pain. He watched Yang Duo approaching inch by inch, and forced himself to turn his head to the side.
The nails missed his throat but dug deep into his collarbone.
Zhang Wubing, who was standing beside him, exclaimed in a heart-wrenching voice: "Brother Yan!!"
The blood sprayed down, and the blood river that fell on the ground brought up a raging flame, but it was covered by the continuously flowing blood river, and the flame gradually weakened.
In a round-robin battle, a large amount of Yin energy gradually consumed the attack brought by Yan Shixun's blood until it was eliminated.
After Yang Duo missed her attack, she quickly retreated away from Yan Shixun to avoid his blood splattering on her.
This was the first time she had been injured so badly since she massacred everyone in Jiazifen Village.
Just because of Yan Shixun’s blood.
So when she looked at Yan Shixun this time, she no longer dared to look down on him as she did before, but was extremely vigilant.
Yan Shixun roughly sensed his own wounds and guessed that Yang Duo originally wanted to go directly for his heart and brain, but he avoided all the vital parts.
Although the injuries to the limbs, waist and abdomen are equally serious, fortunately they are not life-threatening for the time being.
He took a breath, raised the corners of his mouth into a smile, and leaned back slightly: "Well done, it seems that the Yin Qi has not taken away all your rationality - no, it should be said that it is the Yin God who is guiding you to act."
"You use everything you have, your memory, your soul, your name, to exchange for an illusory power. Yang Duo, do you still remember your original direction?"
Even though he was at a disadvantage, Yan Shixun was not panicked at all. The large amount of blood flowing out of his body almost turned him into a bloody man, but he was still smiling, as if he was the final winner, with compassion in his eyes: "How pitiful, Yang Duo."
"You once held the most precious thing in your hands, but you gave it up with your own hands."
"I don't care."
Yang Duo's voice was cold: "But you, even when you are about to die, are still full of sweet words."
The sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and Lu Xingxing and Zhao Zhen behind them also happened to walk into the ancestral hall.
They looked at Yan Shixun, who was seriously injured and confronting Yang Duo, with shock in their eyes: "Brother Yan!"
"Mr. Yan!"
Yan Shixun heard the call, but did not turn around. He raised his eyelashes and looked at Yang Duo with a smile: "Guess, who is faster, you go and kill them, or I risk everything to kill you?"
Yang Duo slowly shifted her gaze away from the two men and looked at Yan Shixun with a vicious look.
He just tilted his head and smiled, his mouth twisted because the muscles of his neck and collarbone were pulled, and he made a "hiss" sound.
Then he said, "I don't mind you trying. To be honest, I'm also curious about who will win if we each try our best. But unfortunately, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to find out."
Yan Shixun's eyes swept across the people around him, then he stretched out his hand, gritted his teeth to control his trembling muscles, reached into his pocket, and took the phone in his hand.
"What I'm more curious about now is, like I asked you before, why do you think I would stand in front of you unprepared?"
Yan Shixun shook his phone and said with a smile, "Yang Duo, when you died, there were no such things as smartphones, right? Not many people in Jiazifen Village use them, so you probably don't know what they are?"
He smiled meaningfully: "People need to keep up with the times. You can't confine yourself to a certain area."
As he spoke, he pressed the play button on the phone interface and a recording was played.
"I want to take Jiang Yanran home. I want to take over and continue what her uncle failed to do."
The voice was old but firm, echoing in the quiet ancestral hall, and it said: "I have been working hard for this for decades, and I am not afraid of spending another few decades on it! I will not give up until I die. Children who have left home, it's time to come back."
If the official person in charge was present, he would be able to recognize that this was the voice of the veteran police officer Chen Rui.
But Yang Duo didn't know that. She looked at Yan Shixun in confusion and asked sarcastically, "Is this your preparation?"
"Exactly."
Yan Shixun nodded generously: "From the fact that Jiang Yanran's rationality and freedom are obviously higher than others, I guessed that Jiang Yanran was definitely not controlled by you. I even thought she was a Yin God. Her power is probably comparable to yours."
Yang Duo sneered: "So what?"
Admitted it, good.
Yan Shixun checked it in his heart and said calmly: "Yang Yun's appearance in the ancestral hall makes me realize another thing - Jiang Yanran is also here."
"The unique geographical location of Jiazifen Village ensures that it is easier for Yin gods to be born here. However, once a Yin god is formed, a vortex of Qi Eye will form here, and all Yin Qi cannot escape from here, and the same is true for ghosts. And you, your success and failure are all the same."
Yan Shixun said calmly: "Yang Duo, not everyone wants to stay in Jiazifen Village forever. Yang Yun wants to find his mother, so does Jiang Yanran want to stay here?"
"No. It's just that a large amount of Yin energy clouded her mind and made her forget most of her memories before she died. She only remembered hatred. She forgot that there were people who wanted to take her home."
Yan Shixun suddenly raised his head and looked towards an empty place in the ancestral hall, and said loudly: "Jiang Yanran, do you want to stay in a place full of enemies forever? Your uncle also died here, don't you want to take him home?"
"Perhaps you have forgotten that not everyone has given up on you. There are also people running for you. Do you remember the young police officer who was sent by the official agency to rescue you and almost died in the end?"
Yan Shixun's voice was steady and convincing: "His name is Chen Rui. For decades, he has never forgotten you. Before your uncle died, he asked him to bring you home. He has been looking for you, and he wants to take you home."
"Jiang Yanran, it's been decades. It's time for you and your uncle to go home."
After the voice fell, silence returned to the ancestral hall.
However, soon, ripples suddenly appeared in the place where there was nothing originally.
Jiang Yanran had a stern expression on her face as she slowly appeared.
"Chen...Rui?" she repeated softly, with empty confusion in her eyes.
Yang Duo looked at Jiang Yanran in astonishment, a barely perceptible panic flashed across her originally ferocious face: "Yanran, he lied to you, just like Yang Lao San lied to your uncle and killed him! Don't believe him!"
"You're panicking, Yang Duo."
Yan Shixun smiled and asked softly, "Is it because you know that Jiang Yanran also has negative energy. If she resists, you may not win?"
Yang Duo's eyes swept over fiercely: "Shut up!"
But Yan Shixun pressed the play button on his phone again.
The voice of the old policeman recorded by him during the phone call was played on a loop in the ancestral hall.
Yang Duo panicked, but didn't know how to stop it.
However, Jiang Yanran gradually remembered everything from the repeated recordings.
Yes...back then, she remembered a pair of bright and determined eyes.
The man told her that he would definitely take her home.
It turns out that his name is Chen Rui...
It turns out that someone has never given up on himself...
Jiang Yanran stared at Yan Shixun blankly, a line of tears quietly sliding down her cheeks.
"Someone wants to take me home?"
"Yes." Yan Shixun said solemnly: "You should go home, Jiang Yanran, your home is not here. Do you remember? You and your uncle's home?"
"He was killed by the people of Jiazifen Village. Do you want his body and soul to be trapped here forever, facing his enemies day and night? Your uncle risked his life to bring you home. Now, it's your turn to bring him home."
Yang Duo's eyes were red with anger, and she screamed, "Shut up!"
Yan Shixun ignored her and deliberately slowed down his voice to make himself sound softer and more sincere: "Jiang Yanran, take him home."
"……go home?"
Jiang Yanran blinked slowly, and those memories and emotions that were devoured by the negative energy suddenly rushed in like a flood after the floodgates were opened under her will.
With Yan Shixun's help and her own will, she began to remember everything.
"Go home, go home, my uncle is waiting for me to go home." Jiang Yanran cried and laughed: "I will send those evil people to the trial platform, I want them to be judged!"
Her bright eyes became sharp and clear. She looked up at Yang Duo and said word by word, "I won't. I will stay in Jiazifen Village."
"Yang Duo, I am very grateful that you helped me after I died, but I will never allow my uncle and I to be trapped here because of you becoming a Yin God."
Jiang Yanran's original smile disappeared. At this moment, she revealed her vicious and cruel side that she had been hiding under her smile.
She tapped the ground with her toes and rushed towards Yang Duo like a cannonball, carrying with her strong wind and whistling through the air with unstoppable force.
"Yang Duo, don't even think about becoming a Yin God!"
Yang Duo was shocked, and then fought back fiercely.
The evil ghosts fought, and the sky was dark and gloomy.
A violent wind blew violently in the ancestral hall, knocking all the tablets to the ground, and the sound of the wind was like the howling of evil spirits.
In such close danger and strong winds, Yan Shixun's slender figure stood still, and the pain and serious injuries could not even bend his straight back.
He lowered his eyes and chuckled: "Yang Duo, this is what I prepared for you."
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