Chapter 51: Night Rain Wild Temple (13) (1)
Bai Shuang was awakened by a scream. She suddenly opened her eyes while lying on the bed, her heart pounding as she looked around vigilantly.
The room was no different from before I went to sleep. It was dim and dark. Looking out the window, it was still the suburbs - pitch black.
The heavy rain hit the glass with such force that it almost broke it. Instead of having the sense of security that a rainy day would provide for sleeping, it made people feel frightened, fearing that the glass would shatter.
In this suburban area, the enclosed environment can give people a sense of security.
Bai Shuang looked at the rain outside with worry, which showed no sign of stopping. She couldn't help but worry whether she could leave here smoothly after dawn. What happened to the actress in the bathroom tonight, coupled with Yan Shixun's attitude, made her really worried.
Thinking of this, Bai Shuang sighed and turned his head, ready to look at Rourou, the actress he had snatched away to be his roommate.
But to her surprise, Rourou was not asleep. Instead, she was curled up on the other side of the bed, with her fists clenched against her mouth, chewing on something.
Under the sound of rain, if you listen carefully, you can hear the "crunch, crunch" sound coming from Rourou's mouth.
Bai Shuang was surprised: "Teacher Rourou? Rourou? Are you unable to sleep? What are you doing?"
However, Rourou ignored her and continued with her actions, but she became more and more anxious and irritable. Even the sounds she made were filled with undisguised impatience, as if she was venting her emotions through the biting action.
Bai Shuang was somewhat annoyed by Rourou's attitude of ignoring others, and thought that she was acting like a celebrity again, so she couldn't help but reach out and push her: "Brother Yan said that we will leave at dawn. If you don't go to sleep, I won't wake you up..."
As soon as his hand fell on Rourou's body, Bai Shuang was stunned.
Under her palm, it didn't feel like the soft, warm and elastic skin of a human being, but rather a furry touch that was cold and hard, which pricked her so much that she shuddered and withdrew her hand, looking at Rourou in doubt.
Rourou also noticed Baishuang's touch, stopped biting, and slowly turned her head to look at Baishuang.
Bai Shuang narrowed her eyes and with the help of the faint light from the window, she finally could vaguely see what Rourou was doing.
Her face was pale, her eyes were stiff, and her lips and chin were covered in blood. At first glance, it looked like a huge bloody mouth was open.
And the blood was still dripping down from the corners of her mouth, wetting her chest - a large area of red, which was particularly glaring against the backdrop of the white sheets.
It was not until this moment that Bai Shuang could see clearly where the tiny biting sounds and the blood around Rourou's mouth came from.
——Rou Rou, was actually biting her own fingers!
Even Bai Shuang could see something white in the bloody mess on Rourou's palm. It seemed that the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.
However, despite such an injury, Rourou didn't feel any pain at all and was still chewing the food in her mouth.
The only thing that could be put into her mouth and bleed... was the flesh and blood from her own fingers that she had bitten off.
Bai Shuang hissed, and felt the cold air rushing into her lungs, making her feel cold all over. She immediately yelled "Fuck!" and, out of her survival instinct, she rolled and crawled off the bed, jumping a long way away.
"Rou, Rourou, your hands are covered in blood, don't you feel any pain? Or do you have a sleepwalking problem?"
Bai Shuang put his hand on the door handle and turned his head to look at Rourou vigilantly, on guard against when Rourou, who seemed to be acting strangely, would pounce on him and attack him. He was ready to open the door and run away as soon as the situation seemed to be a little wrong.
But Rourou had no interest in Baishuang.
She just looked up at Bai Shuang, then lowered her head and continued to concentrate on biting her fingers, mumbling incoherently in her mouth filled with blood and flesh: "Claws, sharpen them, claws..."
Bai Shuang felt a dull pain in her fingers as she watched, and she had the illusion that her hands were also injured. She watched Rourou bit her fingers until they were bloody, and her heart trembled as she held her breath, fearing that Rourou would notice her.
By now, she was sure that something was wrong with Rourou. It was probably something that happened in the bathroom at night.
Bai Shuang quietly pressed the door handle, intending to open the door and leave quietly.
——Brother Yan might have been joking when he said he killed someone in his dream, but her roommate looked like someone who could easily kill someone!
However, at this moment, Rourou, who had been empty and slow just now, suddenly raised her head and looked fiercely at Baishuang.
Bai Shuang was so frightened by those lifeless eyes, which looked like a pair of decorative glass beads, that she stood there in a daze, forgetting what she was going to do.
Rourou grinned, revealing her teeth that were covered in blood and even had bits of meat stuck between them, and she smiled strangely at Baishuang.
"Claws, sharpened."
Before Bai Shuang could figure out what this meant, Rourou suddenly jumped off the bed and rushed towards her. Her hunched body was too agile to be a delicate actress, but more like an animal that hunted in the mountains all year round. She stretched out her pale bony claws and rushed towards Bai Shuang.
Bai Shuang sucked in a breath, and his potential burst out in fear. He turned sideways and avoided Rourou's claws.
The door where she was originally standing had been dug a hole by Rourou, and the cold wind blew in from the corridor, cooling down all the sweat that had been sweating from her body.
Because her palm was stuck in the doorway, Rourou had no time to attack Baishuang again, but concentrated on struggling to free herself from the claws. Even though her wrist was repeatedly scratched by the broken holes and was covered in blood, she didn't feel any pain at all.
Bai Shuang's heart trembled at this scene, and she wanted to cry. But just as she looked around to find a way to lure Rourou out of the room, she suddenly saw a pair of red eyes emitting a faint light under the bed where they slept.
She didn't know how long that thing had been staring at her. It might have been waiting quietly under the bed since they turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed. And when she was attacked by Rourou just now, that thing had been watching her, staring at her back with cold malice and greed in its eyes.
When it noticed Bai Shuang's gaze, it knew it had been discovered.
Then it slowly crawled out from under the bed, and one of its furry claws stretched out first. The tip of the claw was as sharp as a dagger, flashing a bloody red light.
It was as if no one knew how much flesh and blood had been torn apart before it turned red.
Just at this moment, Rourou finally pulled her paw out of the doorway and turned to look at Baishuang.
Attacked from both sides.
Cold sweat flowed down Bai Shuang's forehead.
After a brief stalemate, both parties simultaneously waved their claws and rushed towards Bai Shuang——
Bai Shuang quickly squeezed through the gap under Rourou's arm, and crawled to the door in front of him. Then he quickly turned the doorknob and rushed out, then closed the door tightly with his backhand and grabbed a chair next to him to hold it.
There were knocking sounds from inside the door, and a furry claw stretched out from the big hole that had just been made and scratched back and forth.
Bai Shuang quickly stepped back to avoid it, but didn't expect to bump into a soft body.
When people are under high tension, they are most likely to be frightened by sudden events nearby.
Bai Shuang felt that at that moment, her soul was frightened away, and the numbness spread from her head to her whole body. She immediately opened her mouth: "Ah..."
"Ahhh... huh? White Frost???"
However, before Bai Shuang could scream out, she had just uttered a syllable when she heard the thing behind her that she had bumped into scream even more terrified than hers. It also called out her name as if it knew her.
Many bad images suddenly flashed through Bai Shuang's mind.
What about when someone calls your name while walking at night—you must not look back, otherwise the yang energy on your shoulders will be blown out? What about when someone calls your name in the middle of the night—you must not answer, otherwise someone else will take your place...
But before Bai Shuang could finish her thought, the man behind her pulled her stiff body to his side and cried, "Hollywood blockbusters are true! Sure enough, I met my teammates at a time like this? It's great to be able to escape with you!"
Bai Shuang: “……?”
"Annanyuan?" she asked tentatively.
Then there was an enthusiastic response.
Bai Shuang turned around and saw clearly that the person she bumped into was An Nanyuan, and standing next to him was the stunned Song Ci.
But the current situation did not leave them much time to ask the doubts in their hearts. Not only was the door in front of Bai Shuang banging, as if the things inside would be torn into pieces and rush out at any time, but the door of An Nanyuan's room next door was also being smashed.
Bai Shuang and An Nanyuan looked at each other, quickly grabbed Song Ci and ran away.
"Brother Yan! Brother Yan, help me!!"
However, when they knocked on Yan Shixun's door, no one opened it. Seeing the door behind him breaking, they had to break in, only to find that Yan Shixun's room was empty.
The two were stunned for a moment.
And that thing had already torn the door apart with its sharp claws and walked out of their room.
Under the dim light in the corridor, the few people could vaguely see that the hairy thing was a huge yellow rat, more than a meter tall when standing up.
An Nanyuan accidentally made eye contact with the creature, and saw it immediately lie down and run towards them at a rapid speed on all fours.
He immediately turned around and ran for his life, as if he was trying to escape.
"Brother Yan is not here, what should I do!"
"I don't know if you ask me. I don't know how to catch ghosts. Anyway, let's run first! Ahhhh Brother Yan, where are you!"
The mountain temple, which should have been quiet and silent, was broken by the messy running and jogging sounds of several people.
Several people quickly ran through the corridor and hall. In their nervousness of escaping, they did not notice that the main live broadcast screen was set up in the hall, facing their room, recording their entire process.
Midnight should be the time when there are the least people.
Because Yan Shixun had driven everyone to sleep, no guest except Anthony opened the split screen, and the main live screen was set up in the empty hall, so the audience could only see the night scene but not the guests. So the audience felt quite bored and most of them went to sleep.
Only a few viewers were still squatting in front of the live broadcast main screen, ready to fall asleep to the sound of rain in the live broadcast room.
However, the sudden shouting of the guests suddenly broke the silence and scared many of the drowsy audience members lying on the bed. They woke up with a start and picked up their phones in shock and anger to see what was going on.
Then, they were face to face - the face of a hairy animal.
However, unlike the cute animal images seen on the Internet and in the zoo in the past, the animal captured by the camera has an ugly and ferocious face, and you can see the tangled muscles under the hair. Its small eyes emit a red light, which makes it look particularly weird and creepy in the dark environment.
As a result, the anger of many viewers was blocked in their throats, and was overwhelmed by the fear of being stared at by these beast eyes.
[What the hell! Was I just sleepy and dazed? Did I see a meter-long mouse running by?]
[I swear you are not seeing things! This is too shocking. Even though I am a child from the south and I often see rats bigger than cats, this is still terrifying! Did you see the rat's teeth? My God, I think this can no longer be called a rat, it should be called a monster.]
[Very good, I originally wanted to use the rain sound white noise as a hypnotic, but now I am completely scared awake, Cangsang lights a cigarette.jpg]
[Ahhhh please send more barrages! Where is the barrage protection? Woohoo, I just finished my homework, and when I looked up I saw this thing. Woohoo, I was really scared and cried. Now I turned on all the lights in the room and cried here. My mom is still outside the door asking me what's wrong, and I don't dare to open the door for her.]
[What happened? It can’t be like the time with Guishan, right? And wasn’t that Bai Shuang who just ran over? Was there someone beside her saying that Brother Yan wasn’t there? What should I do? I’m so anxious. If it’s really like the time with Guishan, then they need Brother Yan to save their lives!]
[I just exited and took a look at the program introduction, 'In a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, lead everyone to appreciate the natural beauty, get a relaxing mood and healing.'... Come on, director, come out, let's discuss the positioning of the program introduction, I promise I won't beat you to death. You call this thing relaxation? ? ? I can perform a soul-vomiting show for you on the spot.]
[No, wait a minute, look at the screen. What is that thing in the hall right now?]
The audience, who had just been busy posting comments and messages, wanting to vent their fears through such channels, immediately refocused their attention on the screen after being reminded.
There were also timid viewers who cautiously stretched out their hands to cover most of the screen, only daring to look through the gaps between their fingers, ready to cover the entire screen immediately if anything went wrong.
Then they saw, under the camera, red translucent figures passing through the wall, slowly walking into the hall, and continuing to walk forward. Their feet did not land on the ground, but were half floating in the air.
Their faces were blurry and their specific appearances could not be seen clearly. They just walked in the same direction quietly and lifelessly, without any sound.
Shadows are vague and overlapping, and ghosts appear.
Seeing these red shadows being able to pass through walls and even through tables and chairs, and seeing what was behind them through their bodies, the audience was stiff and stunned, and it took them a long time to finally react.
This, this must be the legendary ghost!
There were also ghost shadows passing through the live broadcast equipment, which instantly covered the lens with a layer of blurry blood-red. The live broadcast signal also became intermittent, and the images on the electronic equipment flickered.
Among these ghosts, there were even some younger children who still had a trace of curiosity in their nature. When they passed by the camera, they came closer curiously, wanting to see clearly what they were.
Because the child's height was just level with the live broadcast equipment, all the viewers squatting in front of the main screen were unexpectedly faced with a dead face that was blue and white.
The skin on the child's face had lost its elasticity and become stiff, but on the pale face, the mouth was red, which was particularly conspicuous against the white background. The child's blue-red blood vessels spread across his face until under his eyes. The empty eye sockets could not see the eyeballs inside, only two black holes were left, just right in front of the camera.
All the audience were also slapped in the face by this devilish kid without any distance.
Some viewers immediately threw their phones away, rolled into bed, and shivered.
Some viewers were so frightened by the ghosts that kept passing by in front of the camera that their scalps went numb and they stood still. They wanted to turn off their phones, but their hands were so stiff that they couldn't even press the buttons. They could only face this fear with no escape.
It was not until the ghost boy lost interest in the live broadcast equipment, returned to the ghost team and continued to move forward that the wooden-stiff muscles of many viewers began to relax a little.
But before the audience could recover from the shock, or even leave a comment, they saw a figure with his head down walking out of the guest room that the camera was facing.
The person's long black hair hung in front of her face, covering her entire face and making it impossible for the audience to tell who she was.
But from the blood-stained white dress that person was wearing and her slender figure, the audience could still guess that this was one of the two female guests.
Bai Shuang had just run past the main screen camera, and the one left... was the actress Rourou who lived in the same room with Bai Shuang.
But completely different from her previous image of a delicate female star, Rourou was barefoot at this time, walking slowly and shakily in the corridor. Blood dripped from her palms to the ground, dyeing the road she walked red, and also dyeing the hem of her skirt red.
Her limbs were pale and stiff, and she looked like a dead person. The broken flesh and blood flowing from her face, which was hidden by her hair, also stained the clothes on her chest.
Rourou suddenly raised her head slowly, and her long black hair naturally parted to both sides, revealing her face that had been covered all the time.
It was not until this moment that the audience discovered that Rourou's mouth was covered with blood and minced meat. She was still grinning, revealing her blood-stained white teeth, chewing something and smiling strangely.
"Claws, claws...Haha, haha, my dream will come true." Rourou muttered something with an unclear smile, but the smile on her stiff cheeks was more terrifying than crying.
"I want to be a first-tier star. All the crews, all the endorsements, hahahaha... I will make those people look down on me. That director and the guy named Yan will never be able to humiliate me again. I am a first-tier star, a first-tier star, hahaha..."
Rourou kept muttering this, she was unconscious and even her eyes were empty.
She followed the red ghosts, moving slowly barefoot, talking to herself, her beautiful face twisted and hideous, and occasionally she let out a "chuckle" that echoed in the silent hall, looking extremely creepy.
The audience in front of the camera held their breath, too scared to even react and reach out to post comments. They fought back the goosebumps and watched everything that happened on the live broadcast screen.
There were also viewers who had heard about previous haunted shows and came for the thrill, but after actually seeing the ghosts with their own eyes, all the excitement they had before was gone, and only layers of fear piled up in their hearts, and the pain in their hearts was so severe that they could hardly breathe.
Some of the audience were so scared that they burst into tears. They huddled in their beds, trembling and wiping their tears with their hands, but they dared not make a sound. Even though they knew they were not at the scene, they were still frightened by the incident when the ghost child just confronted the camera, and they were afraid that if they made a sound, they would attract the attention of the actress who was obviously in a bad state.
However, the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.
When passing by the live broadcast equipment, Rourou tripped over the wires on the ground. Her legs, which were already stiff and out of control, suddenly fell to the ground with a "thump", dragging the live broadcast equipment that had been set up to the ground with her.
The audience's perspective was spinning, and when it calmed down, they found that the angle they were seeing was right at the ground.
Upwards, facing Rourou's face.
Audience: […………]
My goodness, who has infected them with this bad luck? They are so unlucky.
[Ah ...
[Fuck! I was so scared that I fell off the chair - my butt broke the chair, and now I'm sitting in the plastic ring and can't get out. I'm facing the TV screen and I have nowhere to run. Take this screen away! I don't want to watch her anymore!!]
[Is this Rourou? Wasn’t she the heroine of the romantic drama a few days ago? I remember she looked very good, how did she become like this? She was obviously not like this at night, what happened in just a short while?]
[Look at her hands! Look at her hands! There is no flesh on them. You can even see the bones. Oh my god!]
[I zoomed in on the screen and looked at it carefully. The wound on her hand was fresh and irregularly jagged. Although the wound was deep, it didn't look like it was cut by a sharp weapon. Instead, it looked like it was bitten by teeth. The size of the arc was very similar to that of human teeth. And she was still eating something like meat in her mouth... Could it be that she bit it herself?]
[The one in front, you are such a hero! I can’t even watch it, but you even magnified the screen. — When I think of the ghost’s face I just saw, I almost suffocate.]
[Well, ordinary people would feel uncomfortable when seeing this picture. I watched it because of the homework assigned by the teacher. I have received professional training so I can bear it better. I am a forensic doctor. After watching the last program, our teacher said that the skinned person was very standard because he could move and you could directly see the direction of each muscle bundle, so he asked me to take a look...]
[This is outrageous! Wasn’t the content I subscribed to a travel variety show? Why did it become a courseware for forensic students?]
[No, what’s wrong with Rourou? She’s obviously not in the right state. And those red things just now, are they ghosts? Are they ghosts? Holy shit! This is the first time I’ve seen these things in my life, and I’m already confused.]
[I am confused. Why are there ghosts here? And what about Bai Shuang and An Nanyuan who ran over earlier? What should we do with them? There are so many ghosts, and Brother Yan doesn't seem to be here yet. Will something happen to them?]
[I was shivering. It was the first time I saw a ghost, and there were so many of them. They were crowded together in the hall and didn’t talk. I was originally alone at home, but now I suddenly felt that my house was so crowded.]
[…Who would have thought that a few days ago I was still a staunch atheist. Now? Now I just want to shout—Ahhhhh Brother Yan, help me!!]
[Oh, yeah! Why isn't Brother Yan here? Where would he go if he's not in his room so late? Will something happen? What about the others?]
The barrage and comment sections were filled with noise, causing the discussion to rise rapidly, and it continued to climb the natural recommendation positions on the video platform. At this time in the middle of the night when there were few people around, it quickly reached the top.
Many night owls and insomniacs originally wanted to browse the video platform, but seeing this rapidly rising program, they couldn't help but click in out of curiosity.
Then, like the other spectators, he was faced with a strange, pale face, and he almost lost his breath.
Many viewers who were frightened quit the video platform and went to social media platforms to post updates, expressing how they were almost frightened to the point of having cardiopulmonary arrest. Some people even posted animated pictures and screenshots of the scene, which scared passers-by who accidentally clicked on them.
The discussion about this program has grown like a snowball, with many people participating in it. In addition to the regular tags of the program, several new tags have begun to appear on the real-time popularity list, constantly climbing up.
Brother Goose, who was originally worried that a ghost might appear out of nowhere, finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that all the guests on the show were asleep and nothing unusual happened. He posted a status saying "Today's show was safe", then happily quit the video platform and went to play games instead.
However, when he was only halfway through the game, Brother Goose suddenly found message alerts on his social platform, and many people were tagging him or messaging him privately.
Confused, he clicked on the new message notification and immediately saw the tag #人生第一—時# on the real-time popularity list.
Brother Goose: “?”
Then he did something he regretted the entire night.
——He clicked on the tag.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ It's a ghost!! " Brother Goose let out a scream, and even his teammates who were playing games with him via the microphone were trembling with fear.
"For the first time in my life, does it mean the first time I've seen a ghost in my life..."
Brother Goose was in a trance and felt that the audience of those shows was really outrageous.
The audience who habitually gathered under Brother Goose’s account to discuss things discovered that Brother Goose had posted a new update.
He also changed his name.
@求燕哥救命防邪的鹅哥: I was so stupid, really. I just knew that the guests of the show would sleep at night, so I was relieved, but I forgot that the last time it happened was also when they were sleeping. This show slapped me in the face with facts and told me: It's too early to be happy. What do you mean by peace today? I almost died today! ! !
Because of Goose Brother’s dynamics and hot tags, many viewers who had originally quit the live broadcast because they felt bored, returned to the live broadcast main screen.
Then they discovered that this perspective seemed a little wrong?
The camera is close to the ground, and everything is viewed from an upward angle. You can also clearly see those red, translucent ghosts floating in the air without feet.
It's like the camera is now being kicked and dragged along the ground.
At the next angle, Rourou's face suddenly appeared, making many people realize the answer.
——Because the wires of the live broadcast equipment were entangled in Rourou’s feet, she kept kicking them and walked forward, following closely those blood-red ghosts.
The audience who realized it later: [What the hell???]
[Is this a new type of VLOG? Taking us to experience a ghost meeting from the ghost's perspective?]
[I thought it was scary enough before, I was young and reckless... Sister Rourou! I called you sister! Qiuqiu, please put down the live camera, I don’t want to see what a ghost meeting looks like!]
[Where are these ghosts going? They all seem to be heading in the same direction.]
[Ghost, ghost lair? Anyway, I don’t want to watch ghost VLOG, leave me alone.]
[Report! Brother Yan’s split screen is on, go check it out! Damn, I’m so scared, go post some comments, I’m trembling with fear watching this alone.]
[Finally found Brother Yan, so good, I quickly go tell Brother Yan about Bai Shuang and the others, as well as Gui and Rourou.]
…
But the audience did not realize that Yan Shixun was only wearing a split-screen device and did not have a tour guide tablet with him, so he could not see the barrage or comments they posted.
Yan Shixun, who was about to go to the main hall of the mountain god temple to find out what was going on, walked in the quiet and silent mountain god temple, as if all the sounds around him were swallowed up by the sound of rain and became blurred. He could not hear any sounds in the distance, nor could he see any faint light.
The lights in the small house next to the main hall had been turned off. The middle-aged man who managed the mountain temple seemed to have gone to bed, as did the other two villagers.
Since he had begun to suspect that there was something wrong with the mountain temple, Yan Shixun did not act rashly. Instead, he waited quietly for a while. After confirming that no one in the small house would disturb him, he quickly and silently rushed out of the patio in the yard. Before the heavy rain could soak him, he was already standing under the eaves of the main hall.
Thinking of what the variety show host said in the evening, that the show would be boring, Yan Shixun stood under the eaves and thought for a moment, then decided to start his own split-screen live broadcast.
Although he didn't care whether the show was interesting or not, what the variety show star said was true. If after the reunion, Zhang Wubing found that this show did not attract many viewers, but instead made the audience run away because of boredom, he would probably cry and throw himself on himself again.
Yan Shixun - The thought of Zhang Wubing wiping his snot and tears on himself made him feel sick all over, so he decided without any hesitation to let the audience watch his split screen.
——I don’t know whether it is interesting or not, but at least he did it. Even if the audience doesn’t like it, it has nothing to do with him. Zhang Wubing has no reason to come to him and cry.
As for what the audience likes... God knows what they like!
Yan Shixun was thinking casually, and turned to look at the door of the main hall with one mind.
The middle-aged man locked the main hall door before going to bed. The big lock, which was covered with rust and some blood-red marks, was hanging on the door, blocking Yan Shixun from entering.
Yan Shixun didn't care about it at first. Instead, it was the rust on the big lock that attracted his attention.
This big lock seemed to be quite old. The inner core had been worn to a shine due to repeated opening and closing, but the outside was covered with sharp scratches, as if it had been scratched by a knife or an animal's claws. It was also covered with spots of rust, and its old appearance did not seem to match the abundant financial resources of the entire mountain temple.
When Yan Shixun got closer and sniffed carefully, he could still smell a strong smell of rust on the big lock, but judging from the color of the rust, it should be a copper lock with green rust, and the smell was also different from the ordinary smell of rust.
The contradiction made Yan Shixun a little confused: since the village attached great importance to the mountain temple, and often held worship and temple fairs, even the main hall was full of finely painted murals, and the statues were also gilded. Why did they ignore the door lock? And what about the scratches on the lock? If it was used normally, there shouldn't be so many scratches.
This red mark... looks more like blood than rust.
But Yan Shixun did not forget the main purpose of tonight. He just glanced at the big lock twice and silently recited the spell to let the lock open naturally.
However, the door lock did not change and did not open as the spell took effect.
Yan Shixun frowned and recited to himself again.
The result remains the same.
What's going on?
Yan Shixun was a little surprised. This was the first time he encountered a situation where the talisman did not work.
It wasn't that he pronounced it wrong or his memory was wrong, nor was it that his strength was insufficient... Could it be that there was a ghost interfering nearby?
Yan Shixun quickly calmed down and recited another "Divine Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth" in order to verify his inner doubts and first disperse the nearby ghosts that were interfering with his power.
"The natural world disperses the foul air..."
The clear pronunciation of the words - each one is scattered in the air.
However, the golden light that Yan Shixun was familiar with did not rise.
Nothing happened in the damp, cold, rainy air.
Yan Shixun's heart sank quickly. He did not insist on opening the door lock, but quickly calculated the hexagrams, wanting to ask heaven and earth what was going on.
However, there was still no response.
He was like standing in an airtight metal box, isolated from all signals. He could not ask the heaven or earth for any answers, nor could he receive any response.
It was as if this place was a place abandoned by ghosts and gods, and heaven and earth also refused to descend and perceive.
Ever since he followed his master to travel around the world when he was a child, helping people to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits and return a peaceful life, Yan Shixun had never felt as confused and powerless as he did at this moment.
It's like a warrior's strength has been taken away, or a fighter's weapons have been taken away.
All the Taoist methods that Yan Shixun had mastered and used up to that point became ineffective, and the ghosts and gods refused to respond to his request for help.
After this power was blocked, he was no different from an ordinary person.
But Yan Shixun just stood quietly in front of the main hall door for a few minutes, then he quickly adjusted his mentality and stabilized himself again.
Even without this kind of power, he still has other strengths and confidence, and is not afraid of what he will face.
It's just that we have lost the help of the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth.
He is a human being, and God relies on the words of man. Is there anything better than his human identity to explain the method of breaking the impasse?
A hint of crazy fighting spirit flashed across Yan Shixun's dark eyes, and even his unruly handsome face became vivid and lively because of the sudden excitement.
He pulled up the corners of his light red lips and smiled wildly.
Can’t help and can only rely on myself?
Interesting, interesting.
Then let him see what is causing trouble in the Mountain God Temple! Let's see who is better, humans or those evil spirits who only dare to hide in the dark!
The sudden accident did not disrupt Yan Shixun's plan or make him panic, but instead aroused his will to fight. He was in high spirits and his breathing became heavy with excitement. All the muscles in his body tensed up, outlining smooth lines on his shirt. The ultimate beauty of strength and violence blended and balanced at this moment.
In the darkness in the distance, the pair of sharp black eyes that had been silent all the time were stunned for a moment after seeing Yan Shixun's current state.
It took a long time before I slowly came back to my senses.
This was simply the ideal human exorcist that he had constructed… It was the ideal image that he had finally achieved after pondering over it for thousands of years, repeatedly overturning and reshaping it.
He originally thought that for strangers, such a ghost exorcist would only remain in imagination, but he did not expect that he would actually meet such a ghost exorcist.
An ideal human exorcist who truly exists, who does not rely on heaven and earth, who does not blindly trust the laws, who has his own persistence and judgment, and who has both the rationality that an exorcist should have and the sensibility of a living person...
Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun...
The man kept repeating Yan Shixun's name silently, and his originally cold eyes
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