Chapter 130 Children's Giggling Voices (9) (1)
Zhang Wubing was still so frightened that he had not recovered until the figure outside the window disappeared.
This made Yan Shixun feel a little strange: "The ghosts you have encountered over the years are enough to fill up a building. Isn't it a little late to start being afraid now?"
Zhang Wubing's face turned pale and he shook his head: "No, Brother Yan, it's mainly because... the person who appeared just now was just a coincidence."
This statement made Yan Shixun feel that it was not right. Coincidentally? Why would the appearance of the ghost be called a coincidence? Was there anything else happening at that time?
He asked his question without hesitation.
"Nothing much, just me."
Zhang Wubing said, "When I saw these drafts just now, I felt that the owner of this room was very powerful, and then subconsciously I thought to myself, 'To be able to write such sharp articles in Old Binhai a hundred years ago, this person named Lin Ting must have received many death threats. I hope nothing happened to her.' Then I habitually guessed what Lin Ting should look like."
Yan Shixun gradually realized that something was wrong.
"Because there are many books here, and I remembered the photo I saw in the study when I woke up, I thought she should be a woman wearing a plain striped cheongsam, with a bookish and open temperament."
Zhang Wubing hesitated for a moment, as if he was still traumatized by the shock he had just received. He stammered, "I didn't expect that just when I imagined her in my mind, I turned around and saw something outside the window..."
"You mean, the female ghost just now looked exactly like what you imagined?"
Yan Shixun keenly grasped the key point: "Just when you wanted to come up with it, the female ghost appeared?"
Zhang Wubing nodded.
Is that why you say it's a coincidence?
Yan Shixun turned to Ye Li next to him as if to ask for confirmation, and asked: "Before Xiaobing said there was a ghost, did you notice the female ghost outside?"
Ye Li shook his head: "No."
He added sincerely, "I was looking at you at the time. I didn't notice any other women. Neither did any female ghosts."
Yan Shixun: “…”
Life is so difficult. Zhang is sick and Ye is seriously ill. Can't he be paired with a normal teammate? How come one or two of them have different thoughts from him?
Yan Shixun took a deep breath, turned around and was about to leave the room, but Ye Li accurately grabbed his wrist.
“There’s definitely something wrong here.”
Unlike before, Ye Li's expression was a little gloomy at this time: "As you suspected, I didn't notice the appearance of the female ghost, and I didn't even notice her disappearance."
"But this shouldn't have happened." Ye Li pursed his lips and said, "I can understand the Dao, so I can naturally relate to life and death. No matter if they are alive or dead, they cannot hide from me. But just now..."
"It's like that female ghost is something that shouldn't exist, but was born from someone's thoughts, right?"
Yan Shixun took over the conversation very naturally and continued: "After Zhang Wubing came up with the idea that 'there is a female ghost here', the female ghost was born, and it was also Zhang Wubing's imagination that gave the female ghost its appearance."
"Because it doesn't exist, you naturally can't notice its appearance or disappearance. How can you say that something that has never existed is here?"
Yan Shixun murmured, already having the answer in his heart.
Zhang Wubing didn't dare to breathe and stood nervously by the side, frightened by the seemingly serious atmosphere between Yan Shixun and Ye Li.
"Yes, is it because I did something wrong that ghosts appeared?" Zhang Wubing asked tremblingly.
"No." Yan Shixun did not blame Zhang Wubing. He just shook his head and said, "Now, think about alpacas in your mind."
Zhang Wubing: “?”
Weren't we just talking about ghosts? Why did the topic suddenly jump to alpacas?
But even so, the moment Zhang Wubing heard the word alpaca, his brain unconsciously began to mobilize his memories about alpacas.
The image of the alpaca chewing and then "tui——!" appeared vividly in Zhang Wubing's mind.
Yan Shixun seemed to be simply finding something for Zhang Wubing to do. After he finished speaking, he turned around and continued to search Lin Ting's desk, hoping to find more identity information.
As for Zhang Wubing, he was forgotten in a corner by Yan Shixun, and was still pondering the connection between alpacas and ghosts with a lot of questions on his head.
Yan Shixun pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the desk and his surroundings thoughtfully.
If I were Lin Ting, where would I put the more personal and important things? A hidden place that can be seen from time to time...
As his eyes swept across the bookshelf, he paused, then reached out and opened the small door on the bookshelf, and a small wooden box suddenly appeared before his eyes.
really.
Yan Shixun took the small box down without much effort.
For Lin Ting, this height should be just within her reach and she can see it when she looks up, but it is not too superficial. It is the best place to put things that she often checks.
There was a lock on the small box, but that didn't bother Yan Shixun.
He habitually reached for his coat pocket, wanting to take out the paper clip he always carried with him, but when he touched it, he felt only a soft and warm piece of high-quality wool, and found nothing.
Yan Shixun suddenly remembered that what he was wearing now were clothes that suited Jing Yin's identity, not his own clothes.
...Okay.
But he did not give up. Instead, out of caution, he raised his hand and searched his pockets. Apart from a few foreign banknotes and his diplomatic pass and other identification documents, he did not have anything that violated Jing Yin's identity.
However, when Yan Shixun's slender fingers unconsciously brushed across the collar of her suit, she suddenly felt a slight chill.
Yan Shixun was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the thing off and held it in front of his eyes.
A paper clip.
But when it is pinned on the collar of a suit, because of its beautiful shape and the top-notch gemstones, it looks more like a brooch than anything else.
Why would a diplomat carry something like a paper clip with him?
Doubt flashed through Yan Shixun's mind, but because he was in a hurry, he put the matter aside for the time being. He bent the paper clip with his nimble fingers and inserted it into the small lock of the wooden box.
With a "click", the lock opened.
Yan Shixun took a quick look and found that the box contained no valuables such as gold, silver or jewelry, but a thick stack of letters, some of which looked to be quite old.
Some of the postmarks on the letters were from Binhai, but most were from Beijing.
Yan Shixun randomly picked out a letter and read it. After unfolding it and reading it, he suddenly realized who this letter was from and who was Lin Ting.
Well.
In order to verify this conjecture, Yan Shixun quickly looked through other letters.
Some letters may be written in a hurry or due to unstable situations, so in order to avoid implicating others when something happens to themselves, no name that can be used to match people is mentioned in the letter.
But these letters were all between Lin Ting and one person.
Lin Ting addressed the other party as "my ideal", and the other party addressed Lin Ting as "my love", "dear one", and "noble companion" in the reply letter.
Although the other party addressed Lin Ting in a very intimate way, surprisingly, the two talked more about thoughts and current affairs in the letter, and there were few words about love.
The two talked about various ideas and methods in the world, news brought back by foreign classmates, teachers who died for their ideals, and continued to chat about the situation in China and their future plans.
It seems that rather than being in physical love, the two are more like soul mates who are compatible in mind and spirit.
The stamp on the first letter was eleven years ago. At that time, the handwriting of both of them was still very immature, and they were both full of fighting spirit and ideals. The stamp was from the capital.
This year, Lin Ting had just been admitted to Beijing University, and the person she sent the letter to was still addressed by her as "senior".
She wrote in the letter that a teacher from the Foreign Language Department recommended a pen pal to her. The person had studied abroad and had broad horizons. She thought it would be difficult for the two to get along well, so she boldly tried it. At the end, she generously asked, "What do you think of the world? Do you think it will be good?"
The recipient was obviously shocked by Lin Ting's behavior, which was different from that of most women of this era. His reply was respectful and restrained towards women, but when talking about the world, he suddenly became passionate and wrote a lot of his ideas in a fluent manner, citing classics and using theories of philosophers from three or four countries, which seemed to be well-reasoned and convincing.
Lin Ting did not keep the other party waiting for long. She quickly elaborated on the ideas in the reply letter and also cited extensive supporting evidence.
Even Yan Shixun, who had no emotional experience and was not interested in worldly love, noticed that the direction of events seemed a bit strange when he was watching this conversation.
——It’s like your teacher admires you and wants to match you with another outstanding young person, so he gives you the other person’s contact information.
But you use it to discuss academic topics, and you insist on your own theories without giving in. You are separated from the other party by oceans and tens of thousands of kilometers. It takes more than a month to go back and forth, and it costs a lot. However, you do not use it to express your true feelings to each other, but to refute the other party.
Perhaps it was because being a bystander made him see things more clearly. As Yan Shixun flipped through the letter, he felt that this was simply a large and long debate.
The two talked about everything except love. They were harsh and sharp, but they were so compatible with each other that there was no gap at all, as if they were another self in the world. Whether it was knowledge, thoughts, opinions, or heights...they had too many topics to discuss.
This is not vulgar love, this is the trembling of the soul.
Yan Shixun felt that he could understand why they called each other "my ideal" and "noble companion".
But as time went by, the two gradually discovered this and tried to get closer to each other again and again, and began to care about each other's life and safety. The pen pal also began to call Lin Ting "Qingqing".
It was not until the penultimate letter that the pen pal mentioned that he had completed his studies and a one-year internship at a foreign consulate and was about to return home by ship.
But it was not until then that he learned from the people who came to pick him up that he had been engaged when he was a child, and the other party had been waiting for him for many years. She was a girl from an old-fashioned family. If he canceled the engagement, not only would the other party have long passed the traditional marriageable age, but he was afraid that the girl would not be able to survive in the current domestic environment.
It was in this reply that Lin Ting mentioned the other party's name for the first time.
She said that she understood her pen pals and respected their choices, and fully elaborated on the current views on marriage in the country, indicating that if an old-fashioned woman was broken off, the shamed family would most likely abandon her, and without a means of making a living, the woman would probably not live long.
She said: 'You made the right choice and I am proud to know a gentleman.'
She said: 'Goodbye, Shiwen, I wish you good luck in your new job.'
Thus, a five-year-long, month-to-month conversation through space came to an end.
It was because of the name "Shiwen" that Yan Shixun believed that the person who exchanged letters with Lin Ting was Jing Yin. The repeated mention of the pen pal's experience abroad in the letters and the fact that he had a wife also confirmed this.
However, if things really ended there, Yan Shixun would not have seen Lin Ting's study in Jing Yin's house.
There is one last letter.
There was no reply letter. It was sent by Jing Yin to Lin Ting. Not only were the words more urgent, but the pen also scratched the letter paper several times, with such force that the ink seeped through the back of the paper, which also showed how anxious Jing Yin was when writing this letter.
Jing Yin mentioned in the letter that the head of the Lin family was killed in a bomb on a train. The old-school people who had been offended by the Lin family in the past would certainly not let go of the young people of the Lin family who had not yet grown into mature members. And Lin Ting, as the only daughter, would certainly be a thorn in the eyes of the other party.
He thought Lin Ting's life was in danger, so he almost pleaded with Lin Ting to leave the capital and come to Binhai, where he could take care of Lin Ting and provide her with protection.
After many years, Jing Yin picked up his pen to write letters to Lin Ting again, breaking their original agreement not to disturb each other.
His writing is sincere and mournful, which moves readers.
'My only one in the world, my noble companion, I don't know who to tell after losing you, full of indignation and enthusiasm. The lone goose crossed the river and died, its cry was very sad, what can I do?
I beg you to temporarily give up your ideals and persistence, please let me take care of you, and don't stay in the capital waiting for assassins. Your father is dead, and your son has inherited his will. Do you want the result of your father's years of running around to become a piece of empty paper in the end?'
This is also the only letter with the stamp "Binhai".
After Yan Shixun finished reading all the letters, he confidently folded the papers and put them back into the iron box.
Although there was no reply again, judging from the fact that Lin Ting is here now and still working as a magazine editor, she agreed to Jing Yin's request and came to Binhai from Beijing.
The fact that she lived in Jing Yin's house for a long time also shows that Jing Yin did fulfill his promise and gave her protection and care.
However, the audience who followed Yan Shixun and read Lin Ting’s letters felt that their previous cognition had been overturned.
[What's going on? Isn't Jing Yin a shameful scumbag? Is Director Li trying to whitewash the scumbag? Ugh, so disgusting.]
[In the front, you were the ones who reported the history book last year and demanded that Jing Yin be deleted, right? Although Jing Yin’s personal family affairs are indeed difficult to talk about, his personal achievements are unquestionable, okay? Jing Yin saved many people several times by turning the tide.]
[Objectively speaking, the only stain in Jing Yin's life is his family. After all, he is a modernist, and having an old-fashioned wife makes many people think that he is a two-faced person, a fence-sitter, who wants the modernists to be in power, but also wants to use his wife to please the old-fashioned.]
[I really hated Jing Yin before, and thought that this person should die at sea and never come back. But after reading these letters, I suddenly felt that he was not so annoying anymore. After all, when he was with Lin Ting, he didn’t even know that he had a wife.]
[? ? ? I really want to ask the person in front of me, Jing Yin is an excellent diplomat. You judge a person by not looking at his contributions, but instead generalize his personal emotional life and evaluate his entire person? Isn’t that too much?]
[What Jing Yin did was not wrong! After all, that era was very special. When he returned to China, he was already in his twenties, and so was his engaged wife. At that time, marrying at the age of sixteen was considered an old maid. How could a girl in her twenties survive after being rejected? If Jing Yin really continued with Lin Ting and canceled the engagement, then his wife could have just jumped into the well! The old school would not let her live!]
[Indeed, Jing Yin and Lin Ting have always been emotional and polite. Apart from writing letters, they haven't done anything so far. He didn't hide the fact that he was engaged, and Lin Ting was also very clear-headed. She even spoke up for the person who was supposed to be his rival in love. She felt that Jing Yin made the right choice. This girl was really right.]
[Jing Yin didn't like his engaged wife, but he married her, gave her respect and a way to live, and later when he was criticized, he always firmly defended his wife. He liked Lin Ting, but he always restrained himself and only disturbed her when her life was in danger.]
[However, Jing Yin knew six languages and was a famous diplomat of that era, but he was the one who taught his wife how to read. He and his wife really had nothing to talk about, right? It's like a PhD and an illiterate person, how can they talk about the same thing? You talk about controlled nuclear fusion, and he asks if he wants to eat walnuts.]
[Indeed, thinking about it this way, I suddenly understand Jing Yin a little. And at that time, his thoughts were indeed greatly shocked, and he also wanted to find someone to talk to and think with. Lin Ting just happened to be his ideal type.]
[Magazine editor... I remembered that in that period of history, Binhai did have a very powerful magazine editor, also named Lin, and his father was a new-school official in Beijing. After his father was assassinated, the editor went to Binhai to take charge of a very famous magazine. But because the editor was always called Mr. Lin Ting, I didn't think about it in that direction. I just saw those manuscripts and felt familiar.]
[!!! I didn’t expect Lin Ting to be so amazing. It was really not easy for a woman to be called Mr. in that era.]
[Well, it’s hard to get into Jingcheng University now, let alone back then. Lin Ting graduated from Jingcheng University, and she was in the Foreign Language Department, a place famous for producing great people. Let’s put it this way, many of the famous people you see in books are Lin Ting’s friends, teachers, seniors, and juniors.]
[Oh, isn't Chi Yan playing Lin Ting? Her outfit is not the same as the image you described? The costume and makeup team is too careless.]
only……
The letters between the two revealed a huge amount of information, allowing Yan Shixun to almost completely review their entire young lives, but at this moment, he grasped the most important thing.
"Lin Ting is the only daughter of the Lin family."
Yan Shixun raised his head and looked at Zhang Wubing who had been forgotten by him for a long time: "You just said that you found another identity badge, Lin Qiong? Two sisters?"
Zhang Wubing nodded, and he himself was a little confused: "I don't know if they are sisters, but the surname and naming method are a bit similar, right? That's why I guessed it."
So far, the identities of Jing Yin, Jing Wanxiu, and Lin Ting can all be used to corroborate each other. However, the name Lin Qiong, except for the identity plaque found by Zhang Wubing, has not been mentioned anywhere else.
Yan Shixun originally thought that the luxurious room on the other side of the third floor belonged to Lin Qiong, but all the names in that room were "Yu".
Besides, if the owners of the two rooms upstairs and downstairs are sisters, then the difference would be too big.
One is extravagant and charming like a socialite. The other is progressive in thought, uses pen as a sword, and hides among thousands of books.
Yan Shixun had no doubt about Lin Ting's identity.
In the letter, Jing Yin mentioned that Lin Ting's father was also a new-school person, and was killed because he touched the interests of some people. Therefore, Lin Ting had to flee the capital and hide in Jing Yin's house in Binhai City.
In this era, diplomats have great power. When a person is abroad, he represents the country behind him. An offense to a diplomat is equal to an offense to the country. Without an arrest warrant issued by the consulate and a declaration of waiver of diplomatic immunity, no one dares to rashly enter the diplomat's residence for inspection.
Even in Yan Shixun's opinion, Jing Yin's house is the best place for Lin Ting to hide and avoid being hunted down.
but……
Yan Shixun recalled the oil paintings he had seen in Jing Ying’s former residence. Except for the main painting, all the other portraits featured another female protagonist.
Her smile is bright and energetic, as if there is inexhaustible hope and motivation in her heart.
It is very similar to the image of Lin Ting revealed in the letter.
But in Jing Xiuwen's study, there is also a photo of her and Lin Ting, as if she is the tutor of Jing Yin's two daughters.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but frown.
Even if he has never had any romantic experience, he has seen pigs run even if he has never eaten pork. Not only does he keep the person he really likes at home, but he also lets her be the tutor of his child?
What kind of magical treatment is this?
What about the portraits all over the wall? Would a normal person hang portraits of their tutors all over their house?
Yan Shixun felt that his thoughts were tangled in a knot, and he was confused like a ball of wool, unable to find the original thread that could pull the whole ball of wool apart.
He simply wanted to grab Jing Yin by the collar and shake her hard, and ask Jing Yin what was going on!
——However, Yan Shixun certainly can’t do it now.
Because here, he is Jing Yin.
Yan Shixun: ...It’s too difficult.
Asking a person who has no emotions at all to deal with emotional disputes makes it almost impossible to let him run away.
But there is no escape.
If the relationships between several people are not sorted out, it will be impossible to find a comparison of their identities.
You know, not only do all the people in the program team who appear here have corresponding identities, there are also people in the house who want to kill Jing Wanxiu and then make it look like a suicide, and Jing Yin will also die in an assassination within three days.
Only by finding out the contradictions in each identity that are inconsistent with the identity itself can we find out the dangerous person who did these things.
Yan Shixun tilted his head and asked Ye Li for help: "Madam, if I said that I married you only because of responsibility, but I actually have no love for you, only respect. What would you think?"
Ye Li was originally looking at Yan Shixun's eyes with a smile, but then his smile disappeared.
Yan Shixun continued to ask: "Then I brought the woman I truly loved into my home and let her be with you day and night."
Ye Li's bloodless thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the black lines on his temples were slightly fluctuating due to his clenched muscles, looking extremely terrifying.
Zhang Wubing, who was counting alpacas, saw this scene and took a step back silently out of his survival instinct.
Yan Shixun didn't seem to be expecting Ye Li's answer, but was talking to himself, sorting out his thoughts which were a tangled ball of wool.
"Not only that, I deeply loved that woman and thought she and I were the only soul mates in the world. After you died, I gave you all the respect and dignity I could give you, but I still couldn't control my love for her. I even hung her portraits all over the wall."
"Ma'am, do you think you can accept this?"
Ye Li: "...I don't have any ideas, I only act."
"I will drive that woman away, keep you by my side forever, not give you any chance to escape, and make you realize that I am the only person in the world who is right for you."
Ye Li's face was gloomy, and his already stern and handsome face was as cold as the snow in winter: "Except for me, all people, gods and ghosts are fake."
"Hmm?" Yan Shixun was caught off guard by such an answer, and couldn't help but look up at Ye Li in confusion.
The two looked at each other, one was extremely angry but suppressed his anger, while the other was completely confused and didn't understand why the topic suddenly went off track.
After a long while, Yan Shixun blinked and suddenly realized that the two people were talking at cross purposes.
"... Ye Li, wake up. I'm not talking about you and me. I'm asking you, as a member of the Jing family, as Jing Yin."
Yan Shixun was speechless and said, "When I said you were my wife before, didn't you refute it? Why are you suddenly confused now?"
The shadow behind Ye Li, which was so heavy that it seemed to be real, suddenly receded like the tide.
He returned to normal, a smile appeared on his thin lips, and his deep, magnetic voice was as charming as fine wine: "I'm sorry, husband, I misunderstood you."
Seeing that the misunderstanding was resolved, Yan Shixun nodded and did not continue to worry about it.
"Oh, you don't know either, do you?"
Yan Shixun touched his hair in distress, ruffling two strands of hair from his neatly-fixed hairstyle. It looked like he had touched a vacuum area that he did not understand at all.
"I know it, Lin Ting and Jing Yin... Why do people talk about love?"
Yan Shixun seemed to be unable to understand this: "Life is already so difficult, and I don't know when I will face life and death. Since the world is already full of suffering, why should I take the initiative to create such a heavy cause and effect?"
Ye Li stared at the distressed Yan Shixun. After a long time, he slowly squatted down and his eyes were level with Yan Shixun who was sitting on the chair.
His long skirt fell on the ground like water waves, and his long inky hair fell from his shoulders.
"Shixun." Ye Li called Yan Shixun softly in a magnetic voice. The voice, which originally had no warmth, seemed to be tainted with beautiful emotions and became so captivating.
"Most people in the world will never find their destined one in their entire lives, but some are still lucky enough to meet one. When you meet one, you will find that it is the only miracle in the world, and it is your last tenderness and remembrance for this corrupt and hopeless world after the avenue collapses."
"Because of his existence, you are even willing to suspend the violent emotions that have accumulated in your heart for thousands of years, and are willing to continue to support the Great Dao temporarily, just because he is still alive in the human world, and you don't want him to die, so you want to see him in another world early."
Ye Li's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled. He tilted his head slightly, and his narrow eyes looked directly at Yan Shixun, clearly revealing his truest emotions.
"You are used to seeing life and death, and you have seen the faces of ghost exorcists over the past thousands of years. You know that they are just a group of ignorant people who blindly believe in the great way of heaven and earth. They save people who should not be saved and kill ghosts who should not be killed. You have given them many chances, but all you got was disappointment again and again, and then you have no extra emotions."
"You know, even if the world is destroyed because of the collapse of the cycle of reincarnation, it is only their own fault. But he is different."
Ye Li stared at Yan Shixun, allowing him to clearly see the emotions in his eyes, and then said word by word: "He is your last obsession and cause and effect in the world."
"Could it be a matter of life or death? I don't know." Ye Li chuckled softly, his chest shaking: "I only know that when he appears in front of me, I just want to grab him so that I can stare at him forever."
Following Ye Li's words, Yan Shixun even breathed lighter unconsciously.
Although Yan Shixun didn't know much about this field, he was very familiar with people's emotions and temperament, so he still felt that it would be better for him to just listen quietly at this time.
——I feel like if I say something in rebuttal at this moment, something unforeseen will happen.
After Ye Li finished speaking, the room was silent for a long time.
Until Ye Li laughed, raised his hand and tucked Yan Shixun's scattered hair behind his ears again: "Still don't understand?"
Yan Shixun shook his head honestly.
"It's okay, I will help you." Ye Li slowly stood up. His tall figure was as steady as a mountain, and the words that came out of his mouth were powerful.
"I will let you...experience the emotions of the human world."
Yan Shixun said dryly: "Thank you, thank you?"
At this time, he should say thank you, right?
However, now that he had found Lin Ting's identity information, Yan Shixun was not going to waste any more time here, as he had another thing to verify.
"Xiaobing, open the door and let's leave." Yan Shixun raised his chin towards Zhang Wubing, then stood up from the chair and walked towards the door with his long legs.
Zhang Wubing, who was closer to the door, did not suspect anything and pushed the door open without even looking. He turned his head and talked to Yan Shixun: "Brother Yan, are we going downstairs now? But Sister Chi Yan is Lin Ting? I can understand that she does have the capital to make men like her, but she doesn't look like someone who can write those articles... huh???"
Because of his body's natural reaction, he slowly turned his head to look at Zhang Wubing outside the door. The words he was saying suddenly got stuck, and then turned into a scream of panic and disbelief.
——Outside the door, there was a furry alpaca standing. Its cute face was facing the door as if it was smiling, but its mouth was chewing and chewing without stopping...
The next moment, just when Zhang Wubing was stunned and didn't know how to react, the alpaca suddenly moved.
It took two steps forward with its cute front hooves, and then, still smiling... it suddenly gave Zhang Wubing a "tui——!"
Yan Shixun was quick to act. As if he had been prepared, he moved the door with his hand and blocked the alpaca and the saliva outside the door.
"Bang!" It almost hit Zhang Wubing's nose.
"Yan, Brother Yan."
Zhang Wubing was so frightened that he almost cried. He turned around and looked at Yan Shixun stutteringly: "Why is the alpaca here?"
Yan Shixun's expression was calm. He raised his hand and stroked his chin, nodding affirmatively: "It seems that my guess is correct."
Zhang Wubing was full of questions: "What???"
Yan Shixun's eyes dimmed slightly.
Ever since Zhang Wubing said that the female ghost appeared after he had his imagination, he had a vague guess in his heart that it was very likely that the appearance of the female ghost was not a coincidence, but came from Zhang Wubing's imagination.
But if this guess is true, the consequences will be serious, so Yan Shixun did not dare to verify it easily, so he asked Zhang Wubing to think of something like an alpaca that could brainwash him - at least, the alpaca has low damage.
It's better than him using his own head full of ghosts to verify it.
Moreover, Yan Shixun also seriously suspected that if the things in Ye Li's mind were materialized, the lethality might be much stronger.
So Zhang Wubing is the best experimental subject.
Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing with approval: "I didn't expect that you can be of some use occasionally for minor illnesses."
Zhang Wubing was still in a daze.
Ye Li's eyes flickered as he realized something: "You mean, here, what you imagine in your mind will become reality?"
Yan Shixun nodded: "At present, yes. But unfortunately, there is no more verification of the conjecture, so for the time being, I don't know how detailed the scope and requirements of imagination are. Will a fleeting idea appear in reality, or must the image be complete."
"But now that we know this, it's best to be careful."
Yan Shixun's calm voice was chilly: "If you think of ghosts, they will appear around you. Our most terrifying enemies will be the monsters in our hearts."
Zhang Wubing, who was confused at first, finally understood. He shuddered and felt cold all over: "Well, that means, if I'm thinking about Godzilla or zombies, then they will also..."
"Shut up! Alpaca!"
Yan Shixun shouted loudly, stopping Zhang Wubing from speaking.
Zhang Wubing also reacted in horror: "Ahhh, this request is too difficult! Normally when I get up from the bed at night to go to the toilet, I imagine there is a ghost in the darkness next to me..."
Yan Shixun: “Alpaca!!”
Zhang Wubing burst into tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just felt that this matter was too under my control. When I was scared, I always thought that there was a dead body lying under the bed..."
"Zhang! Da! Sick!"
Yan Shixun's forehead bulged: "Shut up and think! From now on, you have to keep thinking about the alpaca in your mind! Don't think about anything else!"
Zhang Wubing: “QAQ OK!”
But this is really hard to control! How can he control his thoughts from wandering to other places?
For example, when he thinks of alpacas, he thinks of wool, and when he thinks of wool, he thinks of big scissors, and he wonders if someone will come with big scissors to cut his head...Aa ...
Ye Li, who was watching the entire process of Yan Shixun's anger, pursed his lips silently.
...Well, with the restraint he had developed over thousands of years, he should be able to do it. No, he must do it.
Otherwise, if all the ghosts of Fengdu were moved here, it would be a bit too scary for these living people... Wait, I'd better just silently chant alpaca in my heart.
The audience before the live broadcast were so frightened by the conversation between Yan Shixun and others that they were stiff and could hardly move.
[Fuck! How can there be such a terrible rule? Director Li is really good at playing! I think if I was there, I would probably die in less than five minutes. Ever since Brother Yan said this, my mind was full of thoughts like “If I think about zombies, won’t there be a zombie siege right there? Then it’s all over?” When I came to my senses, I realized that I had already thought about it! This is too difficult! ]
[Ahhhhhhhhhhh Director Li is a devil! Will this rule really not end in destruction? QAQ, I am now
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