Chapter 49: Night Rain Wild Temple (11)
A faint light shone through the bathroom window onto the man, and his face could just be seen clearly.
It was the assistant director.
Without the cap to block his look, his long black hair fell down, forming a natural curl on his shoulders. The smile in his dark eyes diluted his alienated and sharp feeling, making his handsome face, which looked like a statue carefully and devoutly carved by a skilled craftsman, come alive.
His figure almost blended into the darkness, his tall body seeming like an insurmountable chasm.
The man restrained his presence to the minimum, and stared at Yan Shixun in the bathroom with a smiling look. After a while, he lowered his eyes, and his cold eyes casually swept across the darkness under his feet.
There, there was actually a black human-shaped figure being stepped on by the man. It was trembling with fear, but it didn't even dare to struggle.
"You are nothing but a filthy thing, full of evil consequences. Even Fengdu will not tolerate you, and yet you dare to spy here."
The man's voice was colder than a rainstorm in the countryside, and it carried a weight that was enough to crush a soul. With a "bang", the black humanoid was pressed into the ground beneath it by an invisible force. A lot of black debris fell from its body, and it looked in a miserable state.
Even the mountains not far away suddenly became quiet, and all the rustling sounds disappeared.
If the black humanoid could speak, it would regret coming here. But what puzzled it even more was that it had not sensed any dangerous forces before, and the people who had just entered the mountain temple were clearly strangers. But just now when it appeared again in the vicinity, danger came suddenly, and its might was like a mountain pressing down, making it tremble with fear, but unable to resist.
Of course, it no longer has the chance to figure it out.
The man snorted coldly and stomped on the thing with his foot mercilessly.
Suddenly, the humanoid creature shattered into black pieces, and its entire body was pressed into the soil. It didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was completely crushed into the soil.
Disappeared.
In the bathroom, Yan Shixun suddenly felt something and turned back to look out the window. Before his eyes could see clearly, his body had already moved.
The muscles in his long legs tensed up instantly, and he took two steps at a time and swiftly rushed towards the window. At the same time, he wrapped the towel he had picked up around his body with one hand, and quickly pushed open the window with the other hand. The magic spell he had already prepared pointed directly to the direction where he felt something was wrong.
"Seven political and eight shocks, the most powerful is fierce..."
The moment the syllables of the incantation fell in the air, the water from the shower head, which had not been turned off in time, actually violated the laws of physics and did not fall to the ground. Instead, it seemed to be pulled by some force and floated straight towards Yan Shixun.
The crystal clear water droplets twisted into a chain, no longer as soft and weak as water, but carried an aura as sharp as a cold weapon, rushing straight to the location where Yan Shixun's hand gesture pointed.
No matter how evil the ghost is, it will be trapped by the softest and hardest chains, allowing Yan Shixun to see clearly what the thing is that has been touching the yang energy of living people in the bathroom.
However, a question came from the darkness.
"What is this, Yan Shixun?"
The familiar voice made Yan Shixun pause in his sharp momentum, but he was still worried that it might be a ghost's onomatopoeia, so he did not hastily let go of the spell in his hand. Instead, he supported himself on the windowsill with his arms and jumped out of the bathroom, ready to get a closer look at the person trapped in the chains.
Then Yan Shixun saw the face that had made him extremely angry since they first met.
At this time, the assistant director was tied up with chains, and the baseball cap he had been wearing was taken off, perhaps because of what had just happened, exposing his sharp and handsome face that was beyond human reach to Yan Shixun.
But he did not panic like ordinary people when encountering unknown things. Instead, he stood there calmly, as if he had known that it was Yan Shixun's doing. Even when Yan Shixun jumped out of the bathroom, he still had the mind to ask Yan Shixun with a smile.
"You came out without even wiping yourself of water?"
Because it happened suddenly, Yan Shixun didn't want the abnormality he sensed to slip away, so he didn't have time to wipe the water off his body. He just wrapped a towel around himself and rushed out of the shower room.
At this time, Yan Shixun's hair was still half wet, and was gathered behind his head. Without the cover of the loose hair on his forehead, his bright and sharp eyes were revealed undisguisedly in front of the assistant director.
The water droplets meandered down his skin and sank into the towel.
The assistant director was not angry at all for being restrained by Yan Shixun, but after seeing Yan Shixun's appearance at this moment, he was amazed and his eyes shrank slightly. Then, a smile diluted the majesty and coldness between his sharp eyebrows.
It is rare to have relatively intense emotional fluctuations.
When the cold wind mixed with rain blew in the summer night, Yan Shixun, who had not yet reacted to the assistant director's question, shivered physiologically due to the cold as the heat in his body was taken away by the evaporation of water.
Then he reacted belatedly.
Yan Shixun: “…”
Shit! It's a bit cold.
But what made Yan Shixun even more upset than the cold was that the abnormality he had been waiting for for a long time did not appear.
After confirming that the person outside the bathroom was a stranger, and also the assistant director, Yan Shixun put away the spell in his hand with a gloomy face.
Suddenly, the chains on the assistant director turned into water again and fell down, soaking his clothes.
It seemed like Yan Shixun’s evil-minded revenge.
"Why are you here?" Yan Shixun asked with a dark face, "Standing in the dark without saying a word, are you a thief?"
The assistant director slowly unzipped his jacket from top to bottom, took off the wet jacket, and draped it over his arm.
There was no sign of being frightened.
"Before you came to take a shower, didn't I tell you that I would make sure no one saw you taking a shower?" The assistant director said, "Could it be that, Yan Shixun, you think I look like someone who says something but doesn't follow through?"
Yan Shixun snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter if you don't fulfill this kind of thing. Aren't you afraid of being seen as a peeper when you stand outside, or did you do the same to Anthony and the others before?"
Although he asked this, Yan Shixun knew very well that it was definitely not this man.
But at the same time, he also began to doubt this man.
Not to mention that he couldn't ignore his irritability when he saw this man and his subconscious desire to make a spell to exorcise ghosts. Just now, he didn't even notice the assistant director's breathing, and didn't realize that the person standing outside the bathroom was a stranger.
But, how is this possible?
Yan Shixun had seen other professional martial artists who had undergone training. He had also seen his master at Haiyun Temple's level of breathing and almost becoming one with the heaven and earth, but none of them were like this man.
It was as if he didn't belong to this world.
Just as Yan Shixun was looking at the assistant director with an inquiring look, the assistant director frowned slightly in disgust, as if he was disgusted by what Yan Shixun said.
"I don't have the hobby of peeping at other people taking a bath."
The assistant director snorted coldly, and when he mentioned the incident of Anthony and others being peeped at while taking a bath, his tone was condescending, and he even disdained to let their names come out of his mouth.
But immediately, he relaxed his expression again, raised the wet clothes in his hands, and asked Yan Shixun: "The wind has been blowing for so long, the hot shower is in vain. Aren't you going in?"
Yan Shixun turned and left: "Come in now, you can go."
He stepped back into the bathroom and prepared to slam the door behind him.
But he didn't expect that the door would be grasped by a pale hand with distinct joints.
The assistant director stood by the door: "My clothes are already wet. If I don't take a hot shower, I will get sick."
Yan Shixun walked towards where he put his clothes without even turning his head: "Then you use it, I'm leaving."
Assistant Director: "Yan Shixun, don't be shy, I can wait on the side."
"What the hell are you doing here?" Yan Shixun threw the coat next to him directly at the man, hitting him in the face accurately, and sneered, "I don't have the hobby of taking a shower in front of other people. I'll give you the bathroom. Remember, okay, okay, take a shower."
By the time the assistant director took off the coat on his face, Yan Shixun had already changed his clothes very quickly and turned back into the image that the assistant director was familiar with.
Yan Shixun was quite unhappy because he got nothing from this trip and had an assistant director who seemed to be sick, so he was so angry and walked with the wind when he left the bathroom.
The assistant director was leaning against the shabby wooden door of the bathroom. The dim light from the incandescent bulb made his face disappear in the semi-darkness, making him look particularly dangerous and sharp.
He stared at Yan Shixun's back for a long time until he disappeared around the corner of the building. Then he chuckled and whispered, "Ghost exorcists in the world... If all ghost exorcists in the world are like this, then it doesn't matter whether Fengdu exists or not."
The torrential rain showed no sign of abating; the crackling sound of the rain drowned out the man's whisper.
But he was not prepared to take a shower. After standing for a long time, he straightened his tall body and prepared to walk back to where the guests were resting.
Behind the mountain temple, in the bare treeless mountain, suddenly, under the cover of the sound of rain, a rustling sound of crawling was heard.
The man tilted his head slightly, and his eyes, as cold as ice, swept across the back mountain, with a look of disgust between his brows.
Then, when he took the first step, the majestic aura that was just astonishing suddenly disappeared without a trace.
It’s like I’ve always been an ordinary assistant here.
…
When Yan Shixun returned to his residence with a sullen face, the guests had just finished their dinner.
Just because of the peeping incident, everyone looked unhappy.
Guests like Annan Yuan Baishuang who had participated in the first episode of Guishan had already sensed something unusual from the unusual reaction of actress Rourou. After Yan Shixun left, they retreated back into the house, quietly facing their own split screens, and did not participate in the discussions and activities of other guests.
Although the audience was surprised by the two's reactions, the fans were happy to see their favorite people occupying an entire screen in the split screen instead of seeing a bunch of people on the main screen.
Anthony sat with Rourou, and he spoke to her gently and comforted her from time to time. In front of the camera, he tried his best to show how gentlemanly and caring he was.
Several guests who saw this scene snorted in disdain, looking down on the behavior of this young junior who has not yet made his official debut.
But there were also many viewers who were attracted by Anthony and followed his social media accounts and subscribed to Split Screen.
[My brother is so polite. He even unscrewed the water before handing it to Rourou. He is so considerate. Alas, the old aunt was also moved. She didn’t expect that she could escape An Nanyuan but not Anthony. Their company is so powerful. They have signed so many excellent artists.]
[Wow, my Nini is so good. Even though he was frightened, he still took care of the woman next to him first. He is so nice!]
[Brother is so handsome, I will definitely vote for him crazily when he debuts next year!]
[Didn't someone just say something about Yan Shixun? Huh, where is he now? I don't know what he's doing hiding away. He's not as good as my Nini, who knows how to coax the female guests in the same group. Is he considered a little puppy? So cute.]
[Not really, Brother Yan just went to take a shower. Brother Yan is not like someone who wants traffic so much that his eyes turn red. For such a small number of fans, he even broadcasts his shower live? Tsk tsk tsk, only you people fall for this. I saw someone on the home screen who wanted to take a shower. What a jerk. Ugh.]
[It’s so funny, some people have to play tricks by taking showers and live streaming just to gain fans, but my brother Yan is so good, he has tens of millions of fans but he just doesn’t want to be one, he doesn’t even open a social media account, and he even complains every time he mentions that he didn’t make the last round of the elimination. Hahaha, what kind of treasure did the Yanmai fans follow? Now seeing Brother Yan unhappy every day has become my source of happiness.]
[That’s right! When Brother Yan is unhappy, I am happy hehehe.]
[Are you really fans of Brother Yan? You must be haters. Others are afraid that the real owner will be unhappy, so they have to be careful to appease him. Why are you so happy?]
[Sisters in front, please don’t leave. Please make sure to get to know the god-like idol Brother Yan! You know, Brother Yan is happiest when he is eliminated last and goes home. If he really leaves, where can we go to see Brother Yan? So we can only let Brother Yan down~ Quietly, it’s also because Brother Yan is so handsome when he is angry! ]
[“I’m your fan. Can you please not be happy for our sake?” Oats are so funny hahaha.]
[Ah, finally someone is talking about Anthony. I just saw the comments and almost doubted whether I am too old to keep up with the times. Anthony, who looks like he had plastic surgery, can be praised as having a divine face. My brother Yan has a divine face, okay? An Nanyuan is also very good-looking, much better than Anthony. ]
[Anthony's fans are so annoying. Can I go to your split screen and post this kind of comments? I came to watch the show, not to watch you flatter me. I was forced to go to An Nanyuan's split screen just now. It's better to look at An Nanyuan's quiet handsome face than to look at you. Oh, where is Brother Yan? I feel so lonely when his split screen is turned off.]
[You don’t understand this, I always watch Anthony to come back to reality. When I see my brother Yan, I say: Ahhhh, so handsome, so awesome, is this heaven? The child is gone! When I see the animated picture of the mountain temple just now, I say: Oh shit, there are ghosts. Is this the underworld? Brother Yan, help me! When I turn around and look at Anthony again, I see a cold face: Oh, it’s so fake and real, I’m still in the world.]
When the show just started, the schedule encountered obstacles, but Anthony, a newcomer with little popularity, gained the most traffic and his number of fans increased significantly.
Although many older and more mature audiences are disgusted with Anthony because of this, Anthony's agency does not care.
As long as they are popular, it's fine! Isn't it also popular even if they are black and red? Besides, why do we need those mature audiences? They won't spend too much money on idols.
After seeing this scene, the agency was very satisfied.
"It's this guy called Yan something, what's wrong with him?"
The person in charge looked at the program analysis report that was submitted. When he saw that the most discussed person on social platforms and video platforms was someone he had never heard of, he was unhappy and said, "Which agency is he from? How come such an unknown person has been overshadowed by Anthony and An Nanyuan? Which company is so ignorant that they dare to compete with us for traffic?"
The subordinate said, "This Yan Shixun is an amateur who has not debuted yet. It seems that he has no agent or agency to help him market. All his current discussions and traffic are spontaneously generated by his fans."
After this variety show suddenly became popular, it was no longer just a matter of sending invitations to celebrities and then letting them agree or refuse. Many celebrities' information was handed to director Zhang Wubing when selecting guests. Behind every celebrity stood a consortium or a large economic company.
Even if it weren't for Zhang Wubing's impressive family background that made many companies in the entertainment industry dare not act rashly, Zhang Wubing would have lost the dominance of this program.
In other words, this program has become something that can be exchanged and manipulated in the eyes of many capitals and companies. Capital has the final say on who can stay and who will leave, and who can get the most traffic.
Even on social platforms, many viewers, after seeing the relevant labels of other guests who were constantly suppressed on the real-time popularity list, instead saw a lot of labels of Anthony and Rourou appear, and they vaguely realized that there was intervention from capital forces.
However, even in this situation where he was chosen by capital, Yan Shixun, an amateur, was able to break through the siege and carve out a path to popularity. Labels related to him are firmly at the top of the real-time hot search list and cannot be suppressed.
This made the person in charge of marketing Anthony very angry: "Since he doesn't have a company, why don't you try to sign him over? Wouldn't we be able to control him this way? The contract is with us, so are we still afraid that he won't obey?"
"This Yan guy is putting too much pressure on Anthony. If this continues, the subsequent plans can't be carried out, and the press releases can't be published. You should contact Yan. He is an outsider who has never seen a big company like ours. He will definitely agree."
After thinking for a while, the person in charge added, "Just in case, if he doesn't know how much of a favor it would be for a big company like us to sign him because he hasn't met us before, you can tell him that if he agrees, we can let him participate in the audition for next year's talent show."
As for more? That's impossible. It's just a stepping stone for Anthony.
He has been immersed in the entertainment industry for a long time and has personally controlled many talent shows and debuted artists. He has never really watched this travel variety show. However, he looks down on areas he doesn't understand and is not prepared to waste time on an amateur who is destined to be cannon fodder.
However, the subordinate who originally watched it for the purpose of doing an analysis report on the program ended up being a loyal viewer of the program, but he secretly rolled his eyes after the person in charge finished speaking.
The person in charge didn't know, but he knew.
Although Yan Shixun is an amateur, he has no interest in the entertainment industry. The popularity and traffic that various entertainment companies and artists want may not be as important to Yan Shixun as going home to sleep. Even his continued stay in the show is the result of crazy fans' voting.
It is a spontaneous choice of the general audience and has nothing to do with capital.
Therefore, this person's personal charm and appearance can be more clearly seen.
The subordinate thought to himself, Brother Yan would sign a contract just for a spot in a talent show? What is he thinking? If he told Brother Yan to give Anthony a call now, he could go home right now, it would be possible.
But the fact that Yan Shixun was able to break through the situation with capital and the company made many viewers and fans of the show very happy.
"Have you noticed that since the production team set out for Wild Wolf Peak, a bunch of Anthony's tags have been increasing, even faster than the number of followers on his social media accounts."
Under the official social account of the program team, a viewer asked in confusion: "Is it my illusion? It feels the same as when I watched talent shows before, as if it's not me who is choosing the person I like, but the various management companies who are playing tricks."
"It's not your illusion, someone in the industry, let me tell you something. Because Yan Shixun became famous too quickly and has no foundation, many big companies now see him as a decoration that can be used for edging. Many artists want to use his traffic and popularity to get promoted, but don't want to treat him well."
The subordinate who was just annoyed by the stupid person in charge typed passionately: "So, we are the only ones left for Brother Yan! If we want Brother Yan to win over the capital and even make his debut, we have to work harder! We can't let the capital bury the choice of our audience!"
The oats, who were originally confused due to lack of organization, were no longer sleepy when they saw this.
"Who did the capital choose? That scumbag Anthony? Damn it, Oats, charge! We can't let Brother Yan lose to such a person!"
"You're crazy! I'm just quietly watching a travel variety show, and those management companies want to interfere? Aren't talent shows enough for them? Good man, I'm rebelling. I won't let the management companies win!"
"Yan Mai, who just joined the show, was confused. So, can I just vote for Brother Yan? But he doesn't seem to want to stay in the show. Wouldn't that be a bad idea..."
"What's wrong with that? If Brother Yan leaves, where can you see him? But if he can make his debut, it will be different! You can always see him!"
"We must let the capital see what the people's choice means! I used to admire Brother Yan and thought he must be a very capable person who was able to save everyone in such a dangerous situation in Guishan. But I am not a fan of Brother Yan in the entertainment circle and I don't have any obsession with his debut. But! It's different now! We must go for it! Brother Yan, make your debut for me!"
"rush!"
Because the real owner doesn't even have a social media account, let alone an agency or an agent, even if the Oats spontaneously formed a fan club, they didn't run it too seriously. They just wanted to keep Yan Shixun and thought the other Oats were interesting to talk to, so they liked chatting on the fan club's official social media account.
But now it's different.
When foreign enemies attacked, all the oats suddenly felt a sense of urgency, and the loose organizational structure immediately united to face the enemy.
And the casual and Buddhist attitude that was originally just to see Yan Shixun a few more times and be satisfied with seeing Yan Shixun every day was completely stimulated by Anthony and his agency to become career-oriented.
"From today on, I am a fan of Brother Yan's career! Not the kind that sees how many ghosts he catches, but a fan of his career in the entertainment industry! Our Brother Yan must make his debut. First of all, make me famous!!"
At this time, Anthony and his agency didn't know that the marketing methods that had been tried and tested in the past would become overkill when used in this unscientific variety show. Instead, it aroused the rebellious hearts of many fans. They changed from the retirement Buddhist oatmeal to the Saint Seiya oatmeal, vowing to suppress the choice of capital.
Not only did a large number of viewers and passers-by become fans of Yan Shixun, the Oats also became more united and solid, and they have already started discussing specific strategies.
As for the person who is behind all this——
He lost his phone and didn't have any social media accounts, so he knew nothing about the matter.
Just as he stepped into the lobby of the accommodation area, Yan Shixun suddenly sneezed.
"Are you sick?" A man's deep voice came from not far behind him: "The human body is so fragile. If the wind blows or it gets cold, you will get sick. You just came out with water on your body, which is really wrong."
Yan Shixun didn't expect the assistant director to catch up so quickly. He rolled his eyes and said, "Next time you say something like this, you can trace it back to the cause. If you hadn't been standing outside without making any sound, would I have come out in the middle of taking a shower?"
The guests who had noticed Yan Shixun’s return because of his sneeze shouted: “!!!”
Didn't Brother Yan go to take a shower alone? Why did his assistant follow him?
And their conversation...hiss, this is a bit bad, what's going on?
Except for Anthony, who was concentrating on showing his thoughtfulness in front of the split screen, and the actress Rourou, who was so frightened that she hasn't recovered yet, the other guests all lowered their voices unconsciously, secretly glancing at the conversation between the two people with their peripheral vision, and even slowed down what they were doing, as if they were listening to gossip.
After seeing that the assistant director was dry and didn't look like he was soaked in water after taking a shower, Yan Shixun asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to take a shower because your clothes are wet? Why are you here so soon?"
But before the assistant director could answer, a broken voice of disbelief suddenly came from the other side.
"My clothes are wet? Why are they wet?"
Yan Shixun: “…”
Assistant Director: Tsk.
The two of them looked towards the source of the sound with gloomy eyes.
An Nanyuan was seen standing at the door of the room, holding the door, with an expression of surprise that made him raise his voice unconsciously.
Viewers before the live broadcast: [? ? I didn’t think anything was wrong when Brother Yan said that, but when An Nanyuan asked me this, I felt something was wrong. It was as if Brother Yan had just done something bad.]
The variety show star who was eavesdropping on the other side said: I didn’t expect Brother An to have better sense of variety shows than me. With this voice, the variety show effect is maximized.
The variety show star secretly gave An Nanyuan a thumbs up: Awesome.
Under the oppressive gazes of Yan Shixun and the assistant director, An Nanyuan finally realized what he had done because he lost control of himself in excessive surprise.
And the look in Yan Shixun's eyes opposite him seemed as if he was about to beat someone up.
"Uh..." An Nanyuan looked around in panic, trying to find an excuse to get away with it.
However, he only saw the admiring expressions of Bai Shuang and other variety show stars.
Bai Shuang: Rest in peace, brother. We will be friends in the next life.
"No, that's not what I meant."
An Nanyuan waved his hands quickly. He was obviously a top idol, and his facial expression and body language management were top-notch, but when facing the low-pressure Yan Shixun, he was so panicked that he looked like a pitiful little thing: "Just, just..."
He racked his brains to come up with an excuse, and finally his eyes lit up: "I just want Brother Yan to pay more attention to his health and not catch a cold."
Viewers before the live broadcast: [Is this excuse kindergarten level?]
Yan Shixun faked a smile: "Do you think I believe it?"
An Nanyuan: "QAQ letter."
Yan Shixun snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to the assistant director and An Nanyuan.
The noisy noise here alarmed the two villagers who had brought wine to the middle-aged Taoist priest's room to chat.
"Why aren't you asleep so late? The sleeping hours of city people are really different from ours."
The villager seemed to be a little drunk, his face was red, but his attitude and tone were still warm and thoughtful: "I heard some noise over here, and I thought something was wrong, so I came to see if anyone needed help."
The other villager's face turned pale, the same color as the paper. "After all, this is in the mountains. With the mountains at our backs, there are still many animals. We can even see rats running into the mountain temple. We thought you had encountered these things just now."
"Since there isn't any, let's go back to sleep. We have to go back to the village early tomorrow morning to prepare for the celebration of the mountain god's birthday the day after tomorrow."
The variety show host smiled and greeted them: "No, everything is normal here, thank you for your concern..."
The variety show star was still socializing with the villagers, but Yan Shixun looked at the two villagers with a gloomy expression.
He had only looked over subconsciously because of the sound, and his eyes only swept over the villagers without paying much attention.
However, it was this one glance that suddenly made Yan Shixun's heart alarm bells ring.
——On closer inspection, they were not similar. However, when he looked further away and took a quick look, it coincided with the scene he saw when he glanced at the main hall of the mountain temple.
He had just seen the appearance of these two villagers in the murals in the main hall of the mountain temple.
Why do temples of righteous gods paint villagers into murals?
Yan Shixun had seen some mountain god temples that would paint real people on the murals, but they were generally famous local figures or donors to the mountain god temple, which was a secular way of attracting wealth and fame.
However, this was the first time Yan Shixun had seen ordinary villagers painted on a mural.
He couldn't help but stand aside and observe the villagers chatting with an inquiring look.
Neither of the two villagers had good looks. On the contrary, if you looked closely at their appearance, they revealed a hint of vulgarity, and their drooping triangular eyes made them look like those of greedy villains.
When they stood and talked with the variety show host, their bodies naturally hunched over. The villager with a red face would occasionally put his fingers together and scratch his face and neck.
Just like the habits of mice, rats, weasels and other rodents.
Because Yan Shixun's master liked to travel around and study classics everywhere, Yan Shixun also learned a lot of miscellaneous skills from him. Physiognomy was one of them.
Although he didn't learn much, it was enough for him to see the villagers who were drunk and defenseless.
When Yan Shixun looked at the two people's faces carefully, his brows furrowed more and more.
There was a cloud of black energy between their brows, and their temples were deeply sunken. Not to mention the vulgarity and animality they naturally revealed, just from this facial feature, in Yan Shixun's opinion -
They should be dead people.
But how can a dead person appear in front of everyone and be no different from a living person? Moreover, this is a mountain temple of the righteous gods. With the protection of the mountain gods, how can ordinary ghosts get in?
Unless, these two villagers who are wearing human skins and pretending to be ordinary people are stronger than the mountain god?
No, that's not possible.
Unlike other gods, mountain gods are gods born from the spirits of the land and the people. It can be said that they are gods chosen by all living things.
In the mountain god's own territory, no one can be more useful than the mountain god, let alone defeat the mountain god.
However, now, right under the nose of the mountain god, the mountain god temple, which should theoretically be the location of the deity and the most powerful place, is being walked in by ghosts and monsters.
Yan Shixun could only think of one possibility——
Something went wrong with the mountain god, causing him to lose control of his land.
Yan Shixun's heart was filled with turmoil, but he did not show it on the surface. He still looked cold, so the two villagers over there could not notice anything unusual.
But he had secretly raised his vigilance and kept these strange things in mind. He planned to wait until the two villagers fell asleep and there was no one watching in the main hall, and then he would go to the main hall to check again.
After realizing that something might have gone wrong with the mountain god, Yan Shixun recalled the various doubts he had when he was investigating in the main hall, as well as the growing sense of disharmony in his heart along the way, and suddenly found that everything could be connected.
It was like the last piece of thought was put together, and all the logic and thoughts made sense.
Yan Shixun's heart sank.
If even the mountain god could get into trouble...what on earth has happened here?
He made up his mind to go to the main hall again, maybe he could find clues from the murals and know what happened here and who those two villagers were.
In this case, it becomes suspicious that the villagers brought them to the mountain temple.
Although Yan Shixun was full of doubts and vigilance, he did not show any sign of abnormality in front of the villagers.
The assistant director standing behind kept his eyes on Yan Shixun, watching him silently.
So, after the variety show host smiled and sent the two villagers away, Yan Shixun turned and walked towards his room: "You guys should go to bed early too, and get up early tomorrow."
The variety show star was confused: "Ah? There are still games that haven't been finished."
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