Chapter 198 Jinjiang
Although Ye Li has always been by Yan Shixun's side, Zhao Zhen and everyone else in the program crew have no impression of this man and can't remember his face.
Even if we are face to face, as soon as we turn around, the memory of this man will disappear.
It was not until tonight that Zhao Zhen truly saw the man's image.
The distance was so close that Zhao Zhen could even feel the powerful aura emanating from the man.
The man swept his long legs and kicked the staff member who rushed towards Zhao Zhen away. The staff member fell heavily against the wall and then fell down. Then he was stepped on by the man and could not move.
The staff member rolled his eyes, the blood color in his originally red eyes slowly faded, then his head tilted and he fainted.
Zhao Zhen silently took two steps back and leaned against the wall before he felt he could breathe again.
At that moment just now... he almost thought that the other party was going to kick him out as well.
After all, he was fighting with the staff, and the distance was so close, and the kick was so powerful that the wind caused Zhao Zhen's face to hurt. While he was frightened, he was also prepared to be affected.
But I didn't expect the other party to be so accurate.
He was unharmed, but the frantic staff had been subdued.
Zhao Zhen didn't dare to breathe. When Ye Li turned sideways to look at the darkness outside the window, he could only stare at Ye Li. He wanted to say something, but the words passed his lips several times and he felt that they were inappropriate.
After a long while, Zhao Zhen looked at the staff member lying on the ground without any movement, and finally mustered up the courage: "Um...you..."
Ye Li looked back at Zhao Zhen indifferently, waiting to hear him finish with an expressionless face.
Although there was no expression on Ye Li's face, Zhao Zhen could see a feeling of "I'm willing to listen to you because of Yan Shixun, speak quickly."
The courage that Zhao Zhen had originally built up dissipated like smoke.
He felt cold sweat on his back, and it was at this moment that he suddenly felt that Lu Xingxing was worthy of being a Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple. He could actually speak normally in front of such a person before.
He felt that just being looked at by this person was as if his soul was seen through, and all the good and evil deeds he had done since birth were dug out from the depths of his soul.
It's like someone standing at the trial bench, anxiously waiting to be sentenced. He feels anxious and helpless.
Zhao Zhen opened his mouth and finally found his voice before Ye Li lost his patience.
"Aunt Master."
Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, recalled Lu Xingxing's attitude towards Ye Li, and tried to imitate him.
He risked his life and said, "Please leave this guy alive. Don't kill him! He is a staff member of the program team, not a ghost. He must have been possessed by an evil spirit."
After all, it's cold in winter, and if you lie on the floor like this for a long time, you will definitely get sick.
Moreover, this man had just been kicked out, and even Zhao Zhen heard the crisp "crack" sound of broken bones. He didn't know what the situation was now.
So when Zhao Zhen saw that Ye Li didn't care about other people, he became a little worried about the staff member who had fainted.
Hearing the address, Ye Li's originally stern expression gradually softened.
He glanced at Zhao Zhen, then took a step back and let go of the person he was stepping on.
The staff collapsed limply.
Zhao Zhen hurried over and half-knelt on the ground to see what was happening to him.
It’s just strange that as soon as Zhao Zhen touched the staff’s clothes, a lot of white petals were shaken out.
Looking closely, I saw that they were the same white chrysanthemums as those in the village.
"This..." Zhao Zhen was surprised.
He had just seen this man go crazy with his own eyes, and there were clearly no chrysanthemum petals on his body at that time. When did they appear?
"He is indeed possessed by an evil spirit."
Ye Li lowered his eyes slightly and looked indifferently at Zhao Zhen who was squatting at his feet: "Since you want to save him, then save him. However, you will have to bear the consequences yourself."
Zhao Zhen looked up in surprise: "He is...anything else?"
Ye Li said calmly in a low voice: "If you create karma, you must pay it back. If you take someone else's life, you must give your own life in return. That's all."
"You'd better hope that he wakes up later, otherwise, there will be trouble."
Being able to say so much to Zhao Zhen was already the limit of Ye Li's patience towards anyone other than Yan Shixun.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his long legs, indifferently passed by Zhao Zhen, and went downstairs.
Ye Li's brows darkened with displeasure.
Yan Shixun was no longer in the small building. He had gone to the village, and even his breath had left the building.
But unfortunately, before leaving, Yan Shixun handed all the lives in the small building into his hands, so he couldn't even chase after them.
Ye Li was struggling to make the decision in his heart. On one side was his beloved ghost exorcist, and on the other side was the trust given to him by his beloved. Which one should he choose?
After hearing Ye Li's words, Zhao Zhen thought for a moment and realized the meaning of Ye Li's words.
Does this mean... this person might hurt other people after waking up?
Zhao Zhen lowered his head to look at the person who had fainted on the ground. He looked normal now, except for the heavy dark circles under his eyes that made him look particularly haggard. He was still the staff member Zhao Zhen knew.
Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth, bent down, picked up the staff member, and walked straight into the room.
Even if there is an evil spirit that may harm other people, the staff themselves are still mortals after all. If they are left here to freeze all night, they will die.
As for hurting other people...
Zhao Zhen threw the staff member on a chair and asked him to sit down. He immediately searched around the room, twisted the bed sheets into a rope, and tied up the staff member.
After doing all this, Zhao Zhen immediately went to see the other people in the room.
He remembered very clearly that he felt something was wrong at first because he saw motionless people in the room through the door.
But this sight made Zhao Zhenxin feel disappointed.
The others were not just unconscious, they were clearly attacked.
Some had a big bruise on their head, while others had bloody scratches all over their faces. They fell on the bed and the ground in awkward postures, as if they were not on guard against the attackers at all and were hit without warning.
After Zhao Zhen felt the pulse of everyone and found that they were just unconscious but their vital signs were stable, he breathed a sigh of relief and busied himself with moving them up.
At this time, Bai Shuang in the opposite room dared to carefully push open the door and look outside after hearing the noise outside weaken.
"Zhao Zhen? Is that you?"
Bai Shuang saw Zhao Zhen in the opposite room and asked in a trembling voice, "What happened just now? I heard someone shouting, and the power went out."
The moment darkness came, Bai Shuang's first reaction was to go out and find Yan Shixun.
But on second thought, Bai Shuang was afraid that there might be danger outside the door. If she went out rashly, she might run into ghosts lurking outside the door and cause trouble for Yan Shixun.
So, she tightened her heart and huddled behind the door, trembling.
Every loud noise and scream outside would make her heart jump. The fear of not knowing what was happening spread in her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Bai Shuang was anxiously thinking about all sorts of things, she was afraid and worried about other people, she was so scared that she even cried. But she could only hold on to the door tightly, listen to the sounds outside, and be prepared for any ghosts that might rush in.
Even when the sound of Zhao Zhen talking to someone was heard, Bai Shuang did not dare to go out, for fear that something was tricking her into opening the door.
Not until it became quiet outside did Bai Shuang dare to quietly open the door a crack and look out.
When Zhao Zhen heard the voice, he turned around and saw Bai Shuang holding the door frame with a nervous and cautious look.
He gritted his teeth as he carried the heavy staff member onto the bed, while smiling and trying to comfort Bai Shuang.
"It's me, don't be afraid, the director said the power outage happened because the voltage in the village was unstable."
Zhao Zhen said: "However, there is indeed an evil spirit lurking around again, Bai Shuang, you should be careful too."
After hearing Zhao Zhen's account of what had just happened, Bai Shuang widened his eyes and looked shocked.
Before knowing exactly what happened, Bai Shuang felt that if she knew, she would be scared.
But now she realized that after knowing the details...she began to fear the darkness around her.
It seems that danger is lurking in those unclear corners, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Zhao Zhen was busy bandaging the injured people and didn't care about Bai Shuang for a while.
Bai Shuang wanted to come over to help, but Zhao Zhen thought about it and said, "Since you were safe in the room just now, you should continue to stay in the room."
"Brother Yan doesn't seem to be in the small building right now. I just called Brother Yan for help, and the person who had always been by Brother Yan's side came. Now only that person and Xingxing are protecting us. We are short of manpower, so we should avoid moving around."
Although the two could only vaguely distinguish each other's appearance in the dark, Zhao Zhen still tried his best to make his smile look reassuring, and comforted Bai Shuang, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to guard them, and I'm very close to you. If you have any problems, just call me."
After all, several staff members had already fainted and were unable to protect themselves.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Zhen decided to stay in this room.
He felt that as long as he did not close the door, he could protect Bai Shuang and the staff at the same time. After all, Bai Shuang was a girl, and he could not let Bai Shuang come to share a room with him.
No one knows when Brother Yan will come back, and no one knows when the danger will be over. If they have to guard like this all night, Bai Shuang will not be able to rest well if she stays with the others.
Zhao Zhen thought about it and came up with a compromise.
Bai Shuang nodded, still looking at Zhao Zhen with concern: "You too, if you are too busy, just call me."
Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Okay, go back to your room and lock the door."
After moving several staff members onto beds, Zhao Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead and groped in the dark for a medicine box so that he could treat their wounds.
After all, this is the staff room, and all the logistical supplies are there.
Although Zhao Zhen is not a professional medical worker, he has been injured while filming for many years, so he is quite skilled in treating wounds.
Zhao Zhen fumbled for a long time and not only found the medicine box, but also the spare flashlight placed together with the medicine box.
He was pleasantly surprised, and just as he was about to stand up, he felt as if he had bumped into a cabinet.
With a "bang", something fell down.
Zhao Zhen turned on the flashlight in confusion and saw a dusty book lying face down on the ground.
After he picked it up, he realized that it was actually a notebook.
The style didn't look like something the villagers would use, which made Zhao Zhen wonder if it was left behind by tourists who had come here before.
Zhao Zhen sat down next to him with curiosity and opened the notebook.
The notebook's owner's identity was stated at the beginning, along with two photos.
The man in the photo is wearing professional outdoor hiking equipment and goggles, and is smiling brightly outside the photo.
Next to the man stood a few people dressed similarly, and behind them one could vaguely see the flag of the "Longevity Village Hiking Team".
Apparently, this is a group photo of the hiking team before the hike.
The records left in the notebook also confirm this.
Zhao Zhen remembered that on the way to Changshou Village, the guide had introduced that Changshou Village first became famous due to word of mouth among hiking backpackers. In fact, because the environment of Changshou Village is so good, many people eventually settled here.
But, I didn’t see any settlers today?
With curiosity and doubt, Zhao Zhen opened the notebook.
At the beginning, the owner of the notebook was still recording each day's itinerary, as well as the team's allocation and logistical support. It can be seen that he was really organizing a hiking trip seriously.
Next, the owner of the notebook happily wrote down that they had arrived at the Changshou Village. The mountains and rivers here were as beautiful as the rumors said. The villagers were also very welcoming. They not only set up an uninhabited small building for them, but also provided them with abundant food and clean water.
He praised the water quality of Changshou Village, saying it was the best water he had ever tasted and it was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave.
Zhao Zhen flipped through a few pages, all of which recorded every bit of his happy life in the longevity village.
But gradually, the contents of the records began to become wrong.
At the beginning, it was a standard one-page-a-day writing, but then there started to be blank pages with only messy and incoherent words on them, as if someone was trying hard to write even when he was extremely sleepy.
Zhao Zhen tried hard to make out what it meant, but the moment he understood it, his heart skipped a beat.
[Something is wrong, there is something in the river]
The handwriting was so heavy that it even penetrated the paper and reached the next page.
But he didn't finish his words.
Zhao Zhen turned to the next page, but it was a different style.
The handwriting was neat and beautiful, and the text was full of praise for the longevity village. He also said that this was the most comfortable time he had ever spent, without any worries.
The contrast between messy and neat is stark.
Turning the page again, there were heavy scratches on the words.
[Water! Water no]
The next page, however, still turned into a praise of the longevity village.
Zhao Zhen couldn't stop feeling flustered. He began to flip through several pages, but found that the entire notebook was filled with this sense of disconnection.
The previous page seemed like a desperate struggle, as if trying desperately to write something down.
But the next page turned into a relaxed and leisurely state of peaceful life, and his words were full of admiration for the longevity village, as if he had forgotten the desperate and painful struggle he had just had.
Zhao Zhen could almost tell from the handwriting that penetrated the paper that the man had tried and struggled repeatedly, but had failed in the end.
The owner of the notebook forgot all his unhappiness, and also forgot all the things that caused him negative emotions and anxiety.
On the last few pages, the owner of the notebook said in a happy tone that he really wanted to settle down in Changshou Village. After leaving the village and taking care of everything, he would come back and stay in Changshou Village forever.
But in the last few lines, he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and tried to write something in messy handwriting.
[There are corpses in the longevity village, they move and walk fast, because...]
Before he finished speaking, the tip of the pen remained on the paper, leaving a large stain of ink, as if the writer was in blank thought.
But in the end, the owner of the notebook still added a few words.
[I forgot. I forgot what I forgot. I seemed to want to write it down or tell my companions something, but my companions disappeared one by one, and I forgot where they went. The villagers told me that they couldn't stand the bitter cold in the mountains, so they left. But why don't I remember it? ]
[My memory is failing. If there is anything I can be sure of now, it must be this sentence.
I forgot something important, but I can't remember what it was.]
When Zhao Zhen read the last paragraph, it was like a basin of cold water was poured over his head, chilling him to the core.
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have... forgotten a lot of things.
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