Chapter 182 Jinjiang
Yan Shixun stared at Ye Li and was almost swallowed up by the light in those eyes.
Ye Li lent him the name of God, so at this time, the Tao was still with him.
Through those eyes, Yan Shixun seemed to see the death that had accumulated for thousands of years, but in the deepest darkness, a single light rose up, and in an instant, flames burned in the deep sea, the ice and snow melted, and volcanic magma gushed out, and the entire darkness was as bright as a burning golden crow.
And reflected in those dark eyes... is his own face.
Yan Shixun felt an indescribable confusion. He vaguely felt that what Ye Li said was not a conversation between gods and humans, but simply a whisper between two people without any distance.
Ye Li doesn't need my offerings, nor does he want incense from the world... Then what does he want?
More than ten years ago, when he saw his parents' tears and fear, Yan Shixun understood that no one would give for no reason. All their smiles and care wanted to get something in return.
For example, capital that can be shown off to others, or a bright future that can be seen through children.
Later, Yan Shixun walked the streets and came into contact with all kinds of people. Whether they were the extravagant wealthy people or ordinary people who made a living by running a small stall in the old city, they all had similar emotions and they all wanted something.
Scholars who race against time want a 25-hour day, startup CEOs want a healthy body, their children want a new schoolbag, and their fathers happily buy two kilograms of meat to make braised pork for their daughter after receiving their salary...
The life of the world is nothing more than this.
Yan Shixun understood them, but he didn't know what he wanted besides exorcising evil spirits and protecting the safety of other lives.
He also asked himself this question in his heart after completing a commission and dispelling the evil spirits. He sat under an old tree in the alley and quietly watched the family crying and hugging each other.
What do I want?
Maybe it was because of the meal that I couldn’t have, the Yuanxiao made by Li Chengyun himself.
Or maybe it was to see Li Chengyun again and tell him that he didn't have to worry about him, that he was no longer the little boy he was more than ten years ago, and that he could take care of himself even if he was alone.
Although, sometimes, in the intervals between the hustle and bustle of fireworks, I suddenly feel the loneliness spreading from the depths of my heart...
No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me if the porridge is warm.
Yan Shixun didn't know.
He is in the dark and cannot see himself clearly.
But at this moment, there was one more person whom Yan Shixun could not understand.
——Ye Li.
What does Yeli want?
Yeli rejected everything that ghosts and gods cared about.
Ye Li can communicate with heaven and earth. What else in the world can he want but cannot get?
A rare hint of confusion appeared in Yan Shixun's eyes.
"you……"
He looked at Ye Li with a complicated expression: "You mean, you want to go with me?"
What's the point?
He is different from other ghost exorcists who make a fortune every day. The money in his pocket can only maintain an ordinary life.
Even though Zhang Wubing paid him a lot of money, and in the past there were many clients from well-off families who gave him a lot of money without letting him refuse, Yan Shixun never cared and would give the money to whoever needed it.
For example, the parents of the doctor who died in an accident.
Yan Shixun doesn't need so much money, his material requirements are very low.
So he was happy to see the money go into the hands of people who really needed it, helping them rebuild their lives.
Going with him...but getting nothing.
"Even if the Taoists ask for divine power, all they can borrow is a little bit of power left in the four gods. The art of summoning gods began a hundred years ago, and no one has successfully performed it since. There is no trace of gods in the world anymore."
Yan Shixun said sincerely: "No matter what you want, Haiyun Temple or other major sects can give you far more than what you can get by being with me."
Ye Li was no longer as cold and murderous as he had been when he was furious just now.
With the beloved in his arms, he is also filled with the warmth of the world.
"I want very little." Ye Li said with a smile: "I only want you."
"Just having you is enough."
It is enough to comfort me from thousands of years of disappointment and coldness.
"Haiyun Temple is indeed great for being able to train Li Chengyun, but... Haiyun Temple doesn't have you. So Shi Xun."
Ye Li laughed softly, causing his chest to tremble: "Next time you want to convince me, remember to find someone who has you."
"For example, I think your little yard is pretty good."
Yan Shixun: “……???”
Yan Shixun felt that he was now like the salesman he had seen before, and he was the kind of person who was very conscientious and was afraid that the other party would suffer a loss.
The only difference between him and a salesman is that he frantically recommends other stores to the other party, while the other party frantically says that they only want this one.
Yan Shixun was a little skeptical. Is there such a big gap between gods and mortals? Why do they think so differently?
He felt an indescribable irritation. His mind, which had always been able to see the truth, was stuck, like a stone stuck in a gear and unable to continue moving.
Such emotions made Yan Shixun feel that the blood supply to the brain was accelerated, his body temperature rose, his cheeks became hot, and even his ears turned red.
“Tsk.”
Yan Shixun touched his ears which were as hot as hand warmers, and was so annoyed that he didn't know what to do.
But thanks to this action, he realized that he was still in Ye Li's arms.
Yan Shixun decisively pushed Ye Li away and said, "Okay, are those ghost soldiers of yours almost finished?"
"The Taoist priests are coming. The Yin energy is too heavy. Unlike me, they can't bear it."
Yan Shixun said calmly: "It's time to call off the troops."
He turned and looked towards the other side of the road.
From a distance, one could see several Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple dressed in Taoist robes running towards this side rapidly.
It seems that the movement here has alarmed the people on the other side, and soon more and more people will come over. If the heavy Yin Qi is not restrained, it will cause a burden on their bodies.
Yan Shixun frowned and looked towards the fields seriously.
Amid the spreading blood mist and stench, the previously high-handed Yin Cha was now fleeing in a panic like a stray dog, but he still could not escape the range of the elite army's long swords.
Soon, the entire mountain became quiet, and the wails of evil spirits and the begging voices of the underworld officials gradually weakened.
Only the cold wind of late autumn blew across the wilderness, bringing with it a chilly feeling.
The cold wind penetrated through the gaps in Yan Shixun's clothes, which had become loose due to his intense movements. His originally warm skin touched the cool wind, and he shivered unconsciously.
Yan Shixun shuddered.
Ye Li immediately noticed his appearance, and took steps forward again, raising his hand to touch Yan Shixun's ear that was half hidden under his hair.
Soft and hot...
Ye Li was distracted, and his slender and cold fingertips could hardly resist the urge to rub the soft flesh under his fingers, but he still controlled himself with his terrifying willpower and did not alarm Yan Shixun, causing the big cat, which had not yet completely fallen into the hunter's trap, to be frightened and run away.
"You're wearing too little."
Ye Li came back to his senses and frowned: "It's late autumn in the suburbs, the temperature is too low."
The yin energy is also one of the reasons why this place is particularly cold.
He calmly raised his eyelashes, which were as long as crow feathers, and looked coldly at the 100,000 ghost soldiers in the wilderness.
As if receiving some kind of signal, the elite army that had swept the battlefield retreated silently. Their originally solid bodies disintegrated into wisps of black mist, blending with the dark environment, and soon gradually disappeared in an orderly manner.
As silent as it had been when he arrived.
As he spoke, Ye Li calmly withdrew his gaze, and his hand slid down very naturally to help Yan Shixun straighten his shirt and smooth out the wrinkles on it, and then calmly helped Yan Shixun to close his coat.
Through a thin layer of cloth, Yan Shixun could clearly feel Ye Li's cold palm, and even the movement of his fingers.
It was a bit of casual coolness, like the refreshing coolness you feel when you sit by a fire on a winter night. It was memorable and made you react subconsciously.
The huge temperature difference made Yan Shixun couldn't help but tense his strong abdominal muscles and shiver.
But before Yan Shixun could frown and say anything, Ye Li had already reached the limit he could accept. He calmly took a step back and kept his distance.
The inexplicable weird atmosphere also dissipated, making Yan Shixun breathe a sigh of relief.
The heat on my cheeks and ears gradually faded.
Yan Shixun quickly calmed down, and when he looked forward again, he found that the elite army that was there just now had disappeared.
Only an uninhabited wilderness was left. As the cold wind blew, the dead branches and grass leaves trembled. The slight sound made the world seem even more desolate and empty.
Only the blood, flesh, and bones of evil spirits scattered all over the ground proved that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.
Yan Shixun: “……?”
When did Ye Li order these evil soldiers to retreat? Why didn't he notice it?
However, he just mentioned it, and Ye Li took it to heart...
Yan Shixun frowned.
He always felt that Ye Li's attitude towards him was too strange. How could a mortal like him have such a great influence on the gods?
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.
Yan Shixun secretly kept his doubts in his heart, but at the same time he also realized that Ye Li had also affected him, and even made him not notice when the Yin soldiers retreated, and lost his vigilance to the environment.
This was enough to make Yan Shixun alert.
But before Yan Shixun could ask again, the Taoist priests on the other side had already arrived.
Yan Shixun heard the footsteps and turned around, only to meet the stunned faces of the Taoist priests.
When the Taoist priests arrived, they saw from a distance the evil soldiers covered in black mist in the wilderness, and also saw the fight between the two sides.
No, it was simply an overwhelming victory for one side. The other side didn't even have the strength to resist and could only wait for the long sword to fall and blood and flesh to splatter.
Even the underworld messenger could not escape death by the sword.
This made the Taoist priests horrified. For a moment they didn't know what had happened that caused the underworld's ghost messengers and ghost soldiers to kill each other.
Because there was no previous cause, and Fengdu had been closed for a hundred years, no one had seen any trace of them, and they had even gradually become legends, with the younger generation questioning their authenticity. Therefore, the Taoist priests had never considered the possibility that the two groups of ghost soldiers were not from the same camp.
What they saw was that the people in the underworld were divided into two factions, with one side slaughtering the other.
One of the Taoist priests almost couldn't breathe at that moment: "May you be blessed with infinite blessings! This, this, this..."
These Taoist priests have been tracking the location of the Yin Road for many years and know more about the Yin messengers escorting evil spirits than Yan Shixun.
Even though the Yinchai's behavior was strange and he was absorbing the power that suppressed the underworld to strengthen himself, in their view, this was all the underworld's own business. They did not expect that the Yinchai had already changed his mind since the death of the King of Hell.
Theft by the employer.
"Is this an internal conflict?"
A Taoist priest asked worriedly: "Should we go forward?"
After all, the underworld controls the cycle of yin and yang. If something really happened in the underworld, the dead souls would be unable to be reborn and would pile up in the human world. That would definitely be a disaster.
The Taoist priest wanted to eliminate this possibility at the root.
But the other Taoist priests looked at the battlefield for a moment, but hesitated: "... wait and see."
"Fellow Daoist Yan is right in front of us, but he hasn't made any moves."
The Taoist pointed to Yan Shixun in front of him and said, "Fellow Daoist Yan is still chatting with his friends. It doesn't look like the situation is urgent."
"After all, we haven't seen the previous situation, so it would be better for us to ask Fellow Daoist Yan about the situation before making a decision. This is more appropriate."
After reaching a consensus, the Taoist priests quickly stepped forward and wanted to meet up with Yan Shixun.
As a result, as soon as he got closer, before he could say anything, he saw the tall man next to Yan Shixun approaching Yan Shixun.
The man bent down slightly, his long inky hair falling from his shoulders, and the smile between his lowered eyebrows softened the sharpness. He raised his hand and carefully tidied up Yan Shixun's slightly messy clothes, and touched Yan Shixun's ear with a very intimate attitude.
Yan Shixun did not refuse, and his attitude seemed very normal, and he was still whispering to the other party.
And from the words faintly conveyed by the wind, the Taoist priests also heard words like "put on more clothes when it's cold."
No matter how strong and sharp a person is, he has his weaknesses.
That was the person he was willing to give all his emotions and tenderness to.
All the Taoist priests stopped in unison, their eyes constantly moving between Yan Shixun and this man.
"Friend Yan..."
After a long while, the Taoist priest finally spoke tremblingly: "Yes, are you in love?"
"With, with this person?"
Among the Taoist priests, the only one who paid some attention to Yan Shixun because his disciple admired him swallowed hard and said, "No, I haven't heard Daoist Fellow Yan mention it."
"Besides, isn't the gender a bit wrong...are they friends?"
The Taoist priest's voice became lower and lower, and finally he shut up.
Can friends...be so close?
The Taoist priest thought about the scenes of himself and his friend playing the piano and discussing Taoism every day, and tried to imagine if his friend behaved like this man...
He trembled, his eyes showing fear.
However, the questions raised by the other Taoist priests aroused the rebelliousness of a Taoist priest who was on good terms with Taoist Priest Song Yi.
He snorted heavily, "What's wrong? We are not Quanzhen Sect. What's wrong with having a relationship? Are you old antiques dug out of a coffin? Do you have to tell me all this?"
"Haven't you ever heard of freedom of love?"
The Taoist priest stiffened his neck and said in a stern voice: "Junior Brother Yan can date whoever he wants, it's none of your business!"
Other Taoist priests: “…………”
Well... he is worthy of being a Taoist priest who is on good terms with Taoist priest Li. Even his temper is exactly the same as Taoist priest Li's.
This lineage really makes people love and hate it. Their talents are so high that others can't even catch up, but they all have bad tempers.
There is no need to talk about Taoist Master Li. If he gets angry, he will even pick up the abbot and beat him. His disciple Taoist Master Song Yi is one of the best of the younger generation, but he is in his forties and is still chased all over the mountain and beaten. He is often watched by shocked tourists, which is also a sight in Haiyun Temple.
There were also tourists who came here specifically to watch Taoist Master Song Yi get beaten. Those who missed the chance would regret it and ask the young Taoist priest in the Taoist temple when the show of beating the Taoist priest would be performed. The young Taoist priest went crazy and shouted, "We are a serious Taoist temple and we don't have such a show!"
Taoist Master Song Yi is a serious and meticulous person, but his disciple Lu Xingxing is unreliable, so they still beat their disciple and chase him around the mountain every day.
The entire Haiyun Temple has gotten used to it.
Even this person who had a good relationship with Taoist Song Yi was influenced by this character.
The Taoist priest is still defending Yan Shixun and "Yan Shixun's lover".
"You've only grown wrinkles with age but not self-cultivation. What does it have to do with you if someone else falls in love? If you're so nosy, then Brother Ma won't have to set up the barrier next year. When a typhoon comes, I'll just let you float out to sea and cover the entire coastline."
The Taoist priest raised his hand and pointed at Ye Li, "With your looks, don't you look like a good match for my Junior Brother Yan? You look like a perfect couple! Junior Brother Yan doesn't want someone like this, so why would he choose you? You have a big face."
The other Taoist priests: “!!!”
That's enough! Shut up! Got it!
Only Ye Li, who had long noticed the argument between several Taoist priests, had a smile in his eyes.
Haiyun Temple... is really nice.
Next time if this Taoist priest asks the gods for help, responding won’t take too much time.
Ye Li thought silently.
The Taoist priests endured several waves of mental attacks in succession. When they came in front of Yan Shixun, they looked exhausted and tired, even though they had never fought before.
Yan Shixun: "? Did the Taoist priests encounter anything when they came here?"
Taoist priests: “…Alas.”
Don't mention it, don't want to recall, how could they have such a violent fellow Taoist? It's simply brainwashing, and now they still have the voice of "What does it have to do with you if you can be generous and generous" echoing in their minds.
The Taoist priest who was defending "Junior Brother Yan's love" came forward warmly, stretched out his hand and took out a magic weapon from his arms, directly grabbed Yan Shixun's hand, slapped it on his palm, and said heroically: "Contribution money!"
Yan Shixun: “……???”
He felt that he and the Taoist priest might have different definitions of "share money". Maybe the Taoist priest wanted to talk about the meeting gift?
Seeing Yan Shixun's puzzled look, the Taoist priest's protective intention, which had originally faded away, flared up again, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Shixun was simply loving.
The Taoist priest had heard before that Mr. Chengyun had only one disciple. As a result, Mr. Chengyun's whereabouts and life or death were unknown for many years. This disciple did not return to Haiyun Temple and continued to walk alone like a lone wolf.
Maybe Junior Brother Yan has never experienced the sense of security of being protected by the master, which is why he looks like he doesn't believe that anyone supports his relationship.
Thinking about it this way, Junior Brother Yan is so miserable!
The Taoist priest started to protect his own people, and even the way he looked at the other Taoist priests around him became strange, with condemnation in his eyes.
Other Taoist priests: “???”
May you be blessed with infinite happiness! What are you thinking about? Don’t let your imagination run wild!!!
But the Taoist priest had already held Yan Shixun's hand and said earnestly: "Junior Brother Yan, if you have any difficulties, please tell the master. Since Master Chengyun is not here, we are your members of the master's sect and are ready to support you at any time. You can do what you want boldly without worrying about other people's eyes."
After that, the Taoist priest took out another stack of yellow talismans and stuffed them directly into Ye Li's hands: "Don't be polite, be nice to Junior Brother Yan."
Yan Shixun was confused, but Ye Li laughed softly.
"What's your name?" He asked in a deep voice, taking the initiative to ask the Taoist priest's name.
"My last name is Wang."
The Taoist priest looked sincere and kind as if he was facing one of his own family, and said, "If you have any problems, come to Haiyun Temple to find me directly. If I'm not here, you can find my disciple, it's the same."
"When Master Chengyun brought you back to Haiyun Temple, I had not yet graduated. I was just a little Taoist boy following my master. I was not in the temple, and I did not see you."
The Taoist priest looked at Yan Shixun with emotion: "I heard Brother Song mention you before, but I didn't expect you to have grown up so big. Time flies."
After thinking for a while, the Taoist priest still recalled the appearance of the young man in his memory. He clenched his fist towards Yan Shixun stiffly and said dryly: "Come on, press on."
He remembered that when he passed by the commercial street before, he saw a young girl blessing her friend who was in love in this way.
Although he didn't understand what "stamping" meant, it was a new thing made by young people after all, so he could do no wrong by saying it.
Taoist Priest: I just scolded the people behind me as old-fashioned. I must not expose the fact that I don’t really understand the fashion of young people, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
Yan Shixun looked at the magic weapon in his hand and was silent for a long time before he laughed softly.
"Thank you, Master Wang."
Yan Shixun smiled gently in his eyes: "If Daoist Wang needs help, please come to me."
The inappropriate word "Go for it" made Yan Shixun think that the Taoist priest was trying to fit the young people's usage of words, but ended up making a mistake and used the term "share money".
However, Yan Shixun was grateful that Master Wang cared about his feelings and was willing to adjust his attitude for him.
Yan Shixun does not form relationships with others casually, but he is willing to accept this relationship that carries warmth.
Although Master Wang and Yan Shixun had completely different understandings, they still happily reached a consensus.
Looking at the harmonious relationship between Yan Shixun and Ye Li, the "young couple", Taoist Wang glanced at the Taoist priests around him with a smug look.
The look in his eyes was like: Did you see that? Success in both career and love, such an outstanding young man, mine!
The other Taoist priests: "..."
A Taoist priest covered his eyes in pain.
Supervisor, Supervisor, I want to apply for a job change!
The greetings between the few people soon ended, and Yan Shixun also solemnly explained the situation to the Taoist priests and explained those unlucky things.
"What!"
The Taoist priest was shocked: "How could this happen? Is there no one in the underworld to manage this kind of thing?"
Yan Shixun and Ye Li looked at each other and did not explain that the King of Hell was dead.
The secret of heaven cannot be revealed.
Without sufficient power to support him, or if the Great Dao believes that this person is not qualified to glimpse the secrets of heaven, then after hearing the secrets of heaven, this person will face a desperate situation of life and death.
Many people who have attained enlightenment have tried to glimpse the great will of heaven, but some of them died the moment they glimpsed it.
Even someone as skilled in Taoism as Master Li almost died.
If Yan Shixun told the truth at this time, he would be harming the Taoist priests.
Therefore, he just lowered his eyes calmly: "It cannot be said."
The Taoist priests understood and nodded solemnly.
"I understand."
One of the Taoist priests gave Yan Shixun a hug with emotion and said, "Thank you for helping us solve the problem of Yin Road."
"If we fail to defend the Yin Road tonight, those Yin messengers who have already changed will be allowed to enter Binhai City."
The Taoist priest looked up at the blood and flesh that were still left in the wilderness, and said with a slight tremor in his voice: "That is... a sin that cannot be forgiven even if I die."
Haiyun Temple takes the people as its principle, and protecting life is their responsibility.
However, if the safety of tens of millions of people is threatened because of something beyond their ability, the Taoist priests will never be able to forgive themselves, and their Taoist faith may even collapse. Even if they survive, they will not make any further progress in their cultivation.
Taoist Wang also felt deeply moved that Junior Brother Yan not only saved the lives of Binhai City, but also saved them.
After confirming that the hidden road here had been completely resolved, the Taoist priests quickly contacted the official person in charge and told him that the crisis had been resolved.
The Taoist priests entered the field road holding magic tools and talismans, and began to clean up the blood and flesh on the ground, expel the evil spirits, and restore vitality to the place.
The rescue team also rushed over.
The entire road was blocked, and the rescue team and Taoist priests cleaned all the gaps in a carpet-like manner to ensure that no trace of evil spirits would be left to affect the safety of passers-by or affect the surrounding villages.
The blood on the ground was washed away and the minced meat was swept into a pile.
On cold nights in late autumn and early winter, the fresh smell of water vapor in the air replaces the stench of blood, and vitality replaces death.
And at the end of the forest, the sun slowly rises.
The deepest darkness has passed, and the whole mountain has welcomed light.
The golden-red rays of light scattered down, giving the mountains and forests a layer of gold, which was magnificent.
No more darkness of yesterday.
When the variety show host was found, he was buried in the bushes and weeds with his butt sticking out, and he was shivering as if trying to hide his body, but he was more like an ostrich, only caring about the front and not the back.
The rescue team members laughed out loud when they saw it.
The variety show star had no idea what was happening outside, and when he heard the noise, he started shaking even more violently.
Seeing that the variety show star was frightened, the rescue team member squatted down apologetically and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone is safe."
"Aren't you cold? There are blankets and food in the car. Let's go. There's nothing to eat in the bush." He joked.
After coming to rescue several times, even the team members have become familiar with everyone in the program crew.
Variety show stars started out in humble beginnings and are well versed in the ways of the world. They will remember the voices, looks and identities of the people around them, so they immediately recognized that the voice was that of a rescue team member.
He quickly pulled his head out of the bush, but halfway through...
The card owner.
The variety show host looked funny and pitiful, like a fat deer with its antlers tangled.
“Ouch, ouch!” the variety show host cried pitifully, “My neck, my head, my head!”
The rescue team member stepped forward with a smile and removed the tangled branches: "It can't be pulled out, so how did you get your head in?"
The variety show star said with a sad face: "Have you never seen a cat that climbed up and couldn't climb down? Have you never seen a person who swallowed a light bulb and couldn't spit it out? What I am doing is nothing, it's already pretty good, okay!"
The rescue team member consoled him, "Okay, very good, don't move, let me do it, I'm professionally trained, don't worry."
Variety show stars are in tears.
But the rescue team members next to them were almost laughing crazy.
Although they were still concerned about the mood of the variety show star and tried hard not to laugh out loud, their hearts, which had been tense all night, gradually relaxed.
After the tension and worry, everyone felt relaxed and safe.
Including the variety show star himself... and the audience in front of the screen.
The audience, who had been squatting all night, felt that their feet were almost numb, and they only felt relieved when they saw the variety show host and the rescue team together.
[To be honest, I was almost scared to death. It was dawn, and I could finally sleep peacefully. Tired.jpg]
[Only his split screen is different from others. I hid all night. Good guy, you are worthy of it.]
[Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, how dedicated! Please all variety show directors look at him, even at this point he still doesn't forget to maximize the show effect, the pose of being stuck is also funny.]
[So… can you really swallow a light bulb? I’m a little curious and want to try it.]
[? ? ? Don’t be easily moved. The experience of this program tells us that everything that makes you “moved” will eventually turn into “fright”.]
[It would be fun if I really tried the previous one.]
The audience in front of the screen were chatting leisurely, but the official person in charge's work was not over yet.
His several cell phones rang one after another. He picked up one before hanging up, which opened the eyes of the uniformed personnel nearby who were seeing for the first time how the special department worked.
“It seems that there is no difference between them and us?”
Someone muttered, "They are just busier than us."
The official in charge heard this, smiled and looked up: "Of course, we are all the same - fighting to protect life."
All the members of the program crew were found back quickly. Except for Lu Xingxing and An Nanyuan who were really scared to death, the rest were in good condition. At most, a few of them caught a cold due to the cold wind in the mountains. They kept sneezing when they came back with the rescue team, and they used up a whole pack of tissues in a short while.
A cold is the worst "injury" that other people suffer.
However, when they found Jing Xiaobao, the rescue team members felt that they had let their hearts fall on their sleeves.
The child had his hands behind his back in confusion, his soft fingers tangled together and twisted back and forth, as if he was afraid of something, hesitant and dared not move forward.
The rescue team members were heartbroken.
"Little boy, come back with uncle to find your parents." The rescue team member took out candy: "Uncle, here are candies."
Some members of the rescue team did not know Jing Xiaobao's identity. When the accident happened in Jing Mansion, they did not go there, but stayed in other places.
Seeing that Jing Xiaobao was young and was wearing a not-too-thick suit and overalls, they were a little worried that the child might get sick in such cold weather, so they wanted to take Jing Xiaobao back home for a physical check-up as soon as possible.
Jing Xiaobao said hesitantly and fearfully: "I don't dare go back to find my parents."
He pursed his lips, wanting to cry but unable to: "Yan Yan will definitely spank me."
Rescue team member: Is this Mr. Yan’s child?
"No."
The rescue team member advised gently: "Although Mr. Yan looks fierce, he is a very reasonable person. He won't beat you."
This child is so well-behaved. Mr. Yan is really good at teaching children. He is so sensible.
Some older rescue team members sighed and said that their favorability towards Jing Xiaobao increased dramatically when compared with the naughty boy at home.
Another member of the rescue team promised Jing Xiaobao that if Mr. Yan wanted to beat him, he would definitely hold Yan Shixun back and stop him from beating him.
Jing Xiaobao looked at the other person with his round eyes: "Keep your word."
The rescue team member had no idea that he was making an agreement with a ghost, so he nodded nonchalantly: "Of course."
After all, if a child was left in the mountains overnight, wouldn't the parents be anxious and cry? Why would they beat the child? It's too late to feel sorry for the child.
The rescue team thought so.
But he didn’t know…
Jing Xiaobao had a really crazy time in the forest that night.
The "chuckle" of the childish laughter that constantly echoes in the mountains and forests is the most terrifying death warrant for evil spirits.
Many evil ghosts imprinted this voice into their souls before they died, and were deeply terrified of this seemingly tiny child.
Evil ghost: Mom, I want to go home! This child is scarier than me, I am scared to death!
No, he's dead!
Because Yan Shixun was busy elsewhere, Jing Xiaobao had a great time without Yan Shixun's supervision.
It was not until he discovered Yan Shixun's presence on the road, and the entire false world constructed by the ghost energy was shattered and the yin energy dissipated, that he remembered...
He is a ghost with parents!
Jing Xiaobao: QAQ
It's like a child who goes out to play and only realizes he is afraid when he returns home covered in mud.
However, Jing Xiaobao maliciously found a stranger who looked soft-hearted to endorse him. He thought that since he had already made the promise, there was no possibility that Yan would beat him again!
Jing Xiaobao: Hehehehe~
Yan Shixun and Ye Li walked side by side, and the rising sun cast its golden red light on them.
The two slender bodies moved closer to each other, with smiles on their handsome faces as they whispered to each other.
And their shadows blended into each other behind them and became one.
People who never smile at others, only show their soft side when facing the only person they love, and allow him to ask for their emotions.
Therefore, it is extremely precious.
Taoist Wang pounded his old waist, stood up, and saw two figures in the morning sun from afar.
He couldn't help but sigh: "What a perfect match."
The Taoist priest who was walking towards this side to help paused, then turned around and walked away with an expressionless face.
I feel inexplicably full, haha.
Lu Xingxing's heart finally settled down when she saw Yan Shixun and the other man leisurely walking along the road.
"Uncle Master, Aunt Master!"
Lu Xingxing greeted them cheerfully: "How is it, is everything resolved? Are you injured?"
It was just like the Husky whooping over when it saw someone coming back, wagging its tail rapidly.
Without waiting for Yan Shixun to answer, Lu Xingxing thought for a moment and added, "As expected of my uncle, so handsome!"
Lu Xingxing: You make me so proud! I can show off to my friends in the future!
Yan Shixun: “?”
Ye Li's eyes were filled with smiles, and he gave Lu Xingxing a look of approval with satisfaction.
Then he turned his eyes sideways and looked at Yan Shixun.
"Because it's Shi Xun, he's... my exorcist."
Ye Li's voice was very soft, whispering tenderly.
Yan Shixun felt his face getting a little hot.
Strange, did you catch a cold?
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