Chapter 144 Children's Giggling Voice (24)
Lin Ting hasn't seen her first child for a long time.
Ever since she and Jing Shiwen took the child to the capital for medical treatment, but the child died and was buried in the mountains of the capital, she often thought of the child in a trance.
When she was exhausted and lying on her deathbed, what she was still concerned about was her two children.
At that time, she was still looking forward to it, wondering if after her death, she would have the chance to see the child who had died early?
However, perhaps the journey to the capital was too long, or the child had forgotten the way home.
Or, the child has been reincarnated into another family and become someone else's child.
Lin Ting never saw the child once.
She stayed in the deserted Jing Mansion, watching the world change, watching people come and go, and listening to her familiar teachers, friends, and enemies die one by one, gradually becoming history in their mouths.
Until now.
Lin Ting hugged the child tightly, as if she wanted to confirm his existence, and as if he would fly away if she let go.
The child also had tears in his eyes and seemed to fit the atmosphere very well.
The only problem was... he kept looking up at Yan Shixun, his chubby cheeks flushed red and tears welled up in his eyes.
It was as if she was too stubborn to let the tears fall, as that would make her look like she was afraid.
He is not afraid!
There is nothing that evil spirits are afraid of. Others should be afraid of them, QAQ.
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and looked at him with a sneer.
The two of them were fighting an invisible battle in a place where Lin Ting couldn't see.
Everyone looked at this scene and felt themselves in a daze.
Zhang Wubing hesitated for a moment, but when he saw that Yan Shixun had no reaction, he chose to remain silent and not disturb him.
——The first priority in clinging to someone’s power is to be observant and keep up with the power’s pace.
Zhang Wubing winked and gestured at Yan Shixun, wanting to know what the relationship between Lin Ting and this little kid was.
After all, everyone just knew that Chi Yan was attacked by the little ghost, and everyone was dragged into Lao Binhai. The little ghost was the mastermind behind all this.
In the blink of an eye, how come Lin Ting, who they thought was a decent character and had never appeared, was mixed up with the terrifying big boss?
And it looks like they have an unusual relationship.
This confused everyone.
Only Li Xuetang, who had been very excited since Lin Ting appeared, gradually realized something from his doubts. His eyes slowly widened and he looked at the two people hugging each other, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something.
But Yan Shixun seemed to be oblivious to everyone's doubts. His attention was always on the child, but he stood by and said nothing.
Leave the warmth of long-separated reunion to this mother and son.
In the quiet study, only Lin Ting asked questions with a tearful voice.
How have you been these years?
Is anyone bullying you?
Why not reincarnate?
And...why didn't you ever come back to see Mom?
The child's small body stiffened for a moment. Where Lin Ting couldn't see, his originally beautiful watery eyes instantly turned completely black, and a cruel aura leaked out wildly.
All evil spirits have a dead line that cannot be mentioned.
Touching it means death.
That might be the cause of his death, or his obsession during his lifetime, or the thing that caused him the most pain.
Lin Ting's question reminded the child of his own resentment, which could not be appeased even though Chi Yan was dead.
His soul, which had been dragged into the abyss by sin, was clamoring—
Devour, devour the whole world!
He wanted all the strangers who helped Chi Yan to experience this despair and helplessness of being unable to seek help, and to struggle and die in extreme pain!
Just like the pain he had experienced repeatedly between life and death over the past decade.
Thick black air instantly centered around the child, overwhelming the sky and the earth. After engulfing the entire room, it was still not satisfied and continued to move outward.
Lin Ting, who was very close to the child, noticed that something was wrong with him and immediately exclaimed, worryingly wanting to see what happened to him.
However, if we put aside identities and only talk about strength, how could Lin Ting, who has been staying in Jing Mansion since her death, be a match for the child who swallowed nine fetuses?
The laws of ghosts are much purer than those of humans. The strong devour the weak, and the stronger ones control everything.
The evil spirit spread rapidly, even corroding Lin Ting, trying to engulf her.
There was inorganic darkness in the child's big eyes, and negative emotions surged overwhelmed his mind. At this moment, he forgot that the person holding him was the mother he loved and missed.
He is not a child of the Jing family.
It is... a ghost.
Yan Shixun's face instantly became serious, and before anyone else could exclaim, he reacted immediately, silently reciting a modified calming spell, and rushed straight to the center of the black fog. His slender palm accurately passed through the fog, passed over Lin Ting's shoulder, and grabbed the child's arm.
The ghost energy immediately spread upward along Yan Shixun's arm, invading his meridians and wandering around.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be screaming in pain now.
But Yan Shixun himself was filled with evil spirits, and the surrounding evil spirits were constantly drilling into his meridians. The torture that others could not endure was actually his uninterrupted practice, just like a Zen monk practicing asceticism.
Without even blinking, he held the child's arm firmly in his hand, and with his other hand he reached around Lin Ting from behind. He instantly pulled her out of the black fog and threw her backwards without even a glance.
Lin Ting felt the world was spinning. Before she could figure out what was happening and the worry on her face hadn't faded away, she watched her child moving further and further away from her while she was flying backwards rapidly.
It hit an invisible solid barrier.
A hand that was so cold that it had no temperature at all grabbed her arm, and a gentle grip was enough to easily stop her from moving backwards.
Lin Ting subconsciously looked up and saw the man's neat and cold jawline.
Ye Li pursed his lips and looked at the little ghost in the black fog with cold eyes. The chill that leaked out for a moment made all the people and ghosts around him tremble.
But he suppressed all his emotions and did nothing. He just stood there looking at Yan Shixun's back.
He knew that Yan Shixun was different, and would not necessarily be defeated even when facing an evil ghost that had the potential to become a ghost. However, he still couldn't help but worry, and even got angry at the little ghost's loss of control. He wanted to step forward in person, act in the true name of Fengdu, and force the great way of heaven and earth.
But Yeli did not do so.
From the moment Yan Shixun pushed Lin Ting out, Ye Li immediately realized that Yan Shixun was pushing Lin Ting towards him, wanting him to temporarily protect Lin Ting and cooperate with him.
Because of this trust, Ye Li will not do anything else unnecessary.
His exorcist finally changed from being wary to being willing to trust him, and was even willing to have him as a temporary partner to help subdue the little ghost.
How could he bear to destroy this trust?
Lin Ting looked up at Ye Li. Although she was confused, she was not afraid. Then she looked at the black fog anxiously again, wanting to rush over.
Her child is still there!
But Ye Li's powerful palm didn't allow her to move at all.
Lin Ting turned around anxiously, wanting to explain her anxiety to this man who appeared here inexplicably and was wearing an old-fashioned long skirt. No matter what he had or wanted to do, he told her to save her child first!
Ye Li drooped his eyelashes and looked at Lin Ting.
Those narrow eyes were deeper than darkness, as if a great road was running inside them, and all the stars, sun and moon between heaven and earth were rotating regularly in them.
Inexplicably, Lin Ting suddenly heard a voice coming from her own soul - this man could see through all the good and evil in her life and death.
It's like standing in front of a judge, with all your life's deeds organized into a thick book and placed on a high desk for inspection.
There are huge buildings all around, the hall is towering, and the statues of gods have their eyes lowered.
And she was so small, quietly waiting for the result of her own judgment under the majesty of heaven and earth.
There are doubts and anxieties, but there is no fear or uneasiness.
Lin Ting had never done anything that would make her uneasy.
Even if we lay out our entire life, we can say that he helped people persecuted by the old school to escape, entered the Capital University and formed a school society with his friends to participate in the movement, became the editor of Binhai Daily and fought with his pen to denounce the treacherous, raised his arms with Jing Shiwen and other friends to ring the bell of new ideas, and ran around the streets and prisons to rescue new school people...
Lin Ting asked herself if she had done the best she could.
She has a clear conscience.
She never failed to live up to her sense of justice and the oath she made as a teenager while crying in front of the starving people all over the ground.
But in her life, only her family made her feel so guilty that she couldn't redeem herself.
She felt that she owed her half-sister Lin Qiong, but she also knew that she could do nothing wrong toward her father.
The times have their own limitations and helplessness. My father also used his life to protect his career and his country. He should not be insulted.
But precisely because she was awake, Lin Ting became more and more miserable, so she almost agreed to all of Lin Qiong's requests, as if this way she could make up for her father's mistakes for Lin Qiong.
However, Lin Qiong, whom she regarded as a relative, killed the woman she loved with all her soul, Jing Shiwen's wife and daughter.
When she finally escaped from the pursuit and ambush, and successfully sent the report about diplomat Jing Shiwen to the editor-in-chief's office of Binhai Daily, she knew that what Jing Shiwen had been doing silently would be known to people all over the world. They would agree with Jing Shiwen's pursuit and ideals, and also walk on this difficult but correct path.
However, fearing Jing Shiwen's influence among the new school, the old school will not dare to openly attack Jing Shiwen for fear of triggering public anger and siege.
Lin Ting helped Jing Shiwen win a beautiful battle and ensured the safety of the person she loved deeply.
However, when she concealed the scars on her body caused by her escape and returned home happily, wanting to tell Jing Shiwen the good news, she found that the door of Jing Mansion was wide open and a bloody wind was blowing out of Jing Mansion.
The person lying dead in the living room was already dead, with blood all over the floor.
The bodies of the two daughters were temporarily placed on the sofa. Their originally lively and youthful faces had long lost their vitality, becoming pale and stiff, revealing a terrible deathly aura.
Jing's beautiful hair was disheveled and her long skirt was hanging on the ground. She lay beside her two daughters and almost fainted from crying.
And the man Lin Ting loved deeply, Jing Shiwen, who was always confident and calm, stood beside her with his head down, not saying a word.
Until her death, Lin Ting always remembered Jing Shiwen's expression that day.
Emptiness, self-blame, anger.
It was the look of deep remorse and pain of a father who was unable to protect his daughter.
His good upbringing and open-minded thinking prevent him from resenting anyone.
Jing Shiwen only hates himself and blames only himself.
If I had been more careful, would the two children have survived? If I had returned earlier, would the two children have been saved?
Because of the death of her two daughters, Jing Wanxiu was devastated and soon fell seriously ill and passed away.
Lin Ting watched all this happen, but was powerless to do anything.
The man she loved lost his entire family, including his wife and daughter, because of her sister.
And from that day on, Lin Qiong disappeared.
Lin Ting asked her friends to inquire about Lin Qiong. The ferry operator told her that Lin Qiong bought a ticket and boarded the ship in a hurry, and no one knew where she went.
Lin Ting never saw Lin Qiong again.
The huge Jing Mansion was once full of laughter and joy, but after that day, only she and Jing Shiwen were left, suffering in silence.
Fortunately, they are not the kind of people who confine themselves to love and family. There are bigger undertakings waiting for them, and millions of people waiting for them. As long as the enemy does not stop, they cannot stop.
The two people who devoted themselves to their work continued to move forward, carrying the pain of the deceased.
After another life-and-death crisis, Lin Ting agreed to Jing Shiwen's proposal and was willing to be with him.
But she was unwilling to become Mrs. Jing.
She felt deeply guilty towards Jing Wanxiu and her two daughters.
When she and Jing Shiwen's first child was born, she was covered in sweat, and in pain and convulsions, she opened her blurry eyes and looked at the baby next to her.
The baby also turned his head to look at her and giggled.
At that moment, Lin Ting felt that she was forgiven.
Perhaps her sins will be redeemed by the arrival of this child.
This child is extremely intelligent. He opened his eyes earlier than all the other children in Maria Hospital, and learned to run, jump and talk earlier. He is naughty and cute.
He would hold Lin Ting's limp calves and act coquettishly, saying that his mother was the most beautiful flower blooming in all of Binhai.
He would also nestle in Jing Shiwen's arms, give Jing Shiwen a moist kiss, leaving the diplomat's face covered in saliva, and then run away.
Jing Shiwen greeted the visitor with a helpless smile, and burst into laughter after being stared at in astonishment. The originally serious meeting was unexpectedly eased and the agreement was smoothly advanced.
Everyone who has come to Jing Mansion and seen this child has been amazed at his intelligence. They believe that when he grows up, he will be the next generation to carry on the torch and continue the unfulfilled dreams of their generation.
This was also what Lin Ting and Jing Shiwen expected of him.
However, the child died.
Even after seeking out many famous doctors and masters, the child was rapidly and irreversibly weakening.
When Lin Ting gave birth to her second son, she immediately ran from the delivery room covered in blood to the child's emergency room. However, she only saw the doctor shaking his head at her sadly.
The child gave her one last smile, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pulled her fingers, and then closed his eyes.
The little body lost its temperature.
It is such a cruel injury to a mother when her child dies in her arms.
Lin Ting cried until she fainted.
But the situation was difficult, and they could not successfully carry the body of a child across the land. Moreover, according to custom, children who died too young were not eligible for burial, so they could only be rolled up on a straw mat and thrown on the mountain.
Lin Ting couldn't bear to let the wild beasts in the mountains eat the corpse of her child.
So, she buried the child with her own hands on a high mountain in the capital.
——"Bury me on a high mountain, and look at my hometown."①
Because he was too young, the child didn't even have a formal name. It was just a nickname that his parents had given him with love and hope.
——Xiaobao.
On the tombstone, Jing Shiwen personally carved "Jing's beloved son". However, his hand, which had signed his name on important documents so calmly countless times, was shaking so much that he could hardly hold the carving knife.
Lin Ting saw all of this, and the pain in her heart almost swallowed her up.
She originally wanted her husband, whom she deeply loved, whom she admired, and who was a fellow traveler who supported each other, to get what he wanted, but she didn't expect that all his suffering was related to her.
I have lived a life without regrets for my country, but I have felt guilty towards my family.
If I am guilty... I will bow my head.
I just hope that my children and loved ones can live in peace and happiness in their next life.
Such a firm voice came out from Lin Ting's soul.
The hall where the gods and ghosts of Fengdu are judged is silent.
Then the next moment, the statues and the towering stone pillars disappeared, all the scenes quickly receded, and the scene spun around.
Lin Ting felt her eyes blurred and she became so dizzy that she lost her balance and almost fell.
But he was held firmly by the strong hand beside him.
"Lin Ting, courtesy name Ting, was a person from the old world. He died in the winter sixty years ago. He was a man of merit and virtue throughout his life. He was admired by the people and a shrine was built for him. He worked hard for millions of people and saved them from disasters."
Ye Li's voice was low and calm, and he told the whole story of Lin Ting's life in just a few words.
As Lin Ting's eyes slowly opened, Ye Li calmly lowered his eyes and looked at her: "You have never committed any sin in your life."
"You belong to the human world and the Great Dao, not Fengdu."
"Shi Xun doesn't want you to get hurt, so I won't let you take even a single step forward."
After a pause, Ye Li, who was rarely patient with ghosts, explained to Lin Ting: "The one next to your child is the best ghost exorcist in the world. If your child is considered to be able to be saved, he will bring your child back safely."
"Heaven and earth trust him, and Fengdu recognizes him. So, trust him and don't worry."
Ye Li's voice is deep and magnetic, which makes people feel indescribable peace, as if the Tao is with him and what he says is the Tao.
Lin Ting was stunned, and her eager struggle slowly stopped.
She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the black fog.
The originally cute child had been completely swallowed up by the black fog, with ferocious eyes and a dark body.
His soft little body was deeply deflated, his ribs were clearly visible, and his dark skin and flesh were tightly attached to his bones.
The skin on his originally cute face was peeling off, revealing the hideous skull underneath.
Half human, half ghost, cliff and abyss.
It was far more ferocious and dangerous than any evil spirit Yan Shixun had ever seen.
The ghost energy corroded Yan Shixun's palm, and his skin made a sizzling sound. Black flame lines spread upward along his skin. The entire arm wrapped in the suit was rolled up with flesh and blood flowing down.
The old wound on Yan Shixun's shoulder, which had not yet healed, split open again, causing him to feel so much pain that he felt dizzy.
But he gritted his teeth and held on with his strong willpower, holding the child's arm in his hand to trap it to his side to prevent the impact from spreading further.
When he was in Jiazifen Village, he arrived too late, allowing Yang Duo to massacre innocent people. His actions had exceeded the limits of cause and effect, and he should have repaid the consequences of his actions by falling into evil, and had once again become the evil cause of Yang Duo himself.
He couldn't save Yang Duo.
But there's still time for this kid!
Although this child killed someone, both the master who assisted the evil and Chi Yan who led the way in doing all the wrong things owed this child a heavy price in karma.
Life for life, blood debt with blood.
Everything this child has done so far is still within the scope of recognition by heaven and earth.
But if we allow this child to continue to be swallowed by the evil spirit, lose control of his mind, and cause harm to innocent people, then we are crossing the line.
There is no hope.
But Yan Shixun, who also had the appearance of an evil spirit in his bones, was the most effective means of restraining this child. As long as he was there, this child could not be completely possessed by the evil spirit, nor could he attack others.
Therefore, Yan Shixun would never let this child leave his side.
His eyes were as sharp as a knife, his expression was firm, and there was pain suppressed between his furrowed brows.
Blood soaked his suit and appeared on his white shirt.
Anyone could see that Yan Shixun was enduring tremendous pain.
Zhang Wubing was so anxious that he almost cried, but he was at a loss as he knew he could not help and did not know what to do.
The audience before the live broadcast did not expect that such a thing would suddenly happen and were stunned for a moment.
[What's going on? Brother Yan could suddenly see the child, and he almost made the child go crazy. I swear, when Brother Yan took the child upstairs, the child had tears in his eyes and was almost crying. But how come the child went crazy in the blink of an eye?]
[Fuck! Brother Yan looks so painful, did that kid bite Brother Yan's hand?]
[No! Look at that kid, he looks so scary! He is totally different from the kid who was playing with the ball just now! Is he possessed by a ghost?]
[Ahhh, Brother Yan is injured! Brother Yan used to wear a black shirt, so it was hard to tell. But today, Brother Yan is wearing a white shirt in the movie! Look at it, it’s covered in blood!!!]
[Shocked, so much blood! Brother Yan can actually endure it. I really admire him. He is a real man of steel!]
[What the hell, what the hell!!! What kind of kid is this! Is this the kid that Chi Yan raised? What kind of kid can act to this level? This is what even the best actor can do!]
[If this were a script, I would wash my feet while standing upside down! It’s absolutely true!]
Although the other people in the room didn't know why the sudden change happened, they could clearly see that Yan Shixun's condition was different from usual.
It is no longer a calm and relaxed state, but a desperate and determined persistence.
Even Yan Shixun's body was covered in large amounts of blood, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured and the situation was not optimistic.
Zhang Wubing prayed frantically in his heart, and said to Lu Xingxing beside him in a crying voice: "Brother Yan's old injury from Jiazifen Village has not healed yet, you go and help him! Brother Yan doesn't look good, what if, what if he loses? What if his life is in danger?"
But Lu Xingxing protected everyone in the program crew. Even though his expression was shaking wildly, his feet did not move at all and he stood in front of everyone.
“No.” Lu Xingxing shook his head, but even though he denied it, his voice was trembling with suppression: “Brother Yan just told me that I have to protect everyone. I don’t know how crazy that kid is. If I leave, no one will protect you.”
Lu Xingxing choked and felt a sore throat.
He wanted to rush over right now and twist the damn little ghost's head off and kick it like a ball. He even regretted why he listened to Yan Shixun and didn't exorcise the ghost from the beginning.
If he had exorcised the ghost when he first entered the Jing Mansion, or if he had exorcised the ghost when he was at Jing Ying's former residence, perhaps Yan Shixun would not have fallen into such a crisis now.
But even though Lu Xingxing was wavering wildly and even looked like he wanted to run away, he still stood in front of everyone, guarding against any sudden accidents that might hurt everyone.
Ye Li turned his eyes slightly and glanced at Lu Xingxing out of the corner of his eye.
It seemed like he heard what Lu Xingxing was thinking.
Zhang Wubing hated himself now. Why didn't he learn the spells and ask the masters who came to help him for advice? If he had learned it, he wouldn't be standing there anxiously, not knowing what to do.
But Yan Shixun no longer had any energy left for others.
He gritted his teeth and pulled the unconscious kid into his arms, holding it tightly to his chest with his arms, letting the blood flow from his shoulders and arms to soak the kid's hideous little body.
Even if they both have the appearance of evil spirits entering their bones, there are still differences in strength.
Even though this little ghost gained so much power because of Chi Yan after his death, Yan Shixun was the only one who successfully survived and was recognized by heaven and earth as an evil ghost.
Therefore, Yan Shixun's flesh and blood is simply the best suppressing material for the little ghost.
The evil spirit tore at the flesh in his arms, struggling to escape.
But Yan Shixun sneered and pressed his hand on his shoulder.
"Children should not do such dangerous things. Naughty children will be spanked by their father. You little brat, when you wake up..."
At this moment, a cold hand gently fell on Yan Shixun's shoulder.
Yan Shixun was stunned and looked up slightly.
It just happened that Ye Li's gaze met his.
Yan Shixun frowned and subconsciously wanted to drive Ye Li away, but it seemed that Ye Li had already figured out his style of doing things and knew what he wanted to do, so Ye Li raised his other hand and gently covered Yan Shixun's lips.
"Shi Xun, I have said from the beginning that I am by your side, and the heaven, earth, the avenue, ghosts and gods are all with you."
Ye Li's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was trying hard to suppress his anger.
But his slightly cool breath fell behind Yan Shixun's ears, and his deep, magnetic voice also brought a tingling sensation.
Yan Shixun shook his body subconsciously, and a tingling sensation ran up his spine. However, he was holding the crazy kid in both hands, and he had no hands or strength to do anything else. He could only watch Ye Li do some inexplicable things.
He had no choice but to use the only tooth he could use at the moment, and bit Ye Li's palm with his mouth.
The force was so great that even a slight streak of blood oozed out.
Yan Shixun looked up at Ye Li with an angry warning in his eyes, telling him to retreat immediately and not to bear the possible impact here.
But Ye Li's full attention was captured by the soft and warm lips that brushed across his palm.
He was slightly stunned, then smiled helplessly and indulgently.
As a result, the cold face instantly became warm like the ice surface broken by spring water.
"Shi Xun ah..."
“Call my name and I will be your strength.”
"You don't have to bear all the responsibilities alone. If it is you, I am willing to temporarily shoulder this road that is about to fall."
When Ye Li's voice fell, the whole world suddenly shook violently.
Everyone in the room screamed and subconsciously grabbed the furniture next to them, thinking it was an earthquake.
The heaven and earth lowered their eyes and looked at Xiang Yeli and Yan Shixun in his arms.
Once you say something, you make a promise.
Especially for an existence like Yeli, what they say must be followed by the law.
At this moment, many people from all over the world suddenly felt something and looked up at the night sky.
They don’t know what’s going on, or whether it’s good or bad.
But, they knew very well that—
The way of heaven and earth has changed.
The change happens in a moment, and then everything returns to normal.
Ye Li bent down and hugged Yan Shixun in his arms. His broad and upright shoulders and chest were like an indestructible barrier that could block all wind and rain for Yan Shixun and the child in his arms.
It was clear that the strength brought by Ye Li's perfect muscle lines in every move silently told of his strength, and his deterrent effect on the evil spirits also showed his power. But his movements on Yan Shixun were so gentle, as light as a feather.
Yan Shixun frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
But it was not until this time, when, although his two arms were occupied by the little ghost, he could not break free from Ye Li's embrace no matter how hard he tried with his shoulders, that he realized that Ye Li seemed to be stronger than he had imagined.
Yan Shixun gritted his teeth, rubbing the piece of flesh on Ye Li's palm between his teeth until it became hot, and the blood that flowed out dyed his lips red.
Ye Li chuckled and looked over Yan Shixun's shoulder at the little kid in his arms, but his eyes were filled with condescending anger and coldness.
As if to say——
You hurt my ghost buster.
The laws among ghosts are always purer than those of humans.
——The strongest one is the king.
The little ghost felt the threat from Ye Li. It shrank back in fear and didn't dare to struggle anymore. It calmed down in Yan Shixun's arms.
This made Yan Shixun, who didn't see Ye Li's eyes, a little surprised. He didn't know why this naughty kid suddenly stopped.
Ye Li slowly raised his hand that was originally on Yan Shixun's shoulder, and his slender palm fell on the top of the little ghost's head, covering his entire crown with his big hand.
"After settling the grudge, it's time to wake up."
Ye Li lowered his eyes, his condescending gaze was cold and calm: "The things that trapped you have always been illusory."
This sound was like pressing the pause button.
The air in the entire Jing Mansion was frozen.
The ghosts lurking in the darkness trembled, screamed silently, and turned into mist and dissipated.
The black fog surrounding Yan Shixun and the little ghost gradually dissipated.
The little ghost, who originally had a ferocious appearance, slowly returned to his original appearance.
Flesh and blood filled under the dark skin, and muscles and skin grew again on the cheeks.
When the black fog completely disappeared, the child in Yan Shixun's arms had turned back into the kid wearing a small suit and overalls.
He nestled limply in Yan Shixun's arms, his expression a little dazed, not reacting to what was happening.
It was as if all the horrific scenes just now were illusions.
But in fact, if Yan Shixun had not used his own flesh and blood, which was also an evil ghost, to suppress the little ghost's madness, and Ye Li had not dissipated all of the little ghost's power, this matter would not have ended well.
But behind him, Lin Ting's voice full of worry and concern came.
"Xiaobao!"
The child's small body stiffened instantly.
Yan Shixun sneered, he slowly let go of the child, raised his hand to slap away Ye Li's palm that was covering his lips, glared at Ye Li, and then raised his hand to touch his shoulder to check his injury.
"Little brat, do you remember what you just did?"
Yan Shixun's eyes were filled with cold calmness: "You almost killed your mother, and all the people stranded in Jing Mansion and the concession area will become innocent dead souls."
"If you really get to that point... no one can save you."
Yan Shixun's voice was very light, scattered in the air: "You will never see your mother again, and she will even hate you for what you did."
"Your mother, Lin Ting, has saved thousands of lives, but you slaughtered them wantonly. What do you think your mother would think of you?"
The child pursed his lips, and before he could say anything, he sniffed as if he was about to cry, his big red eyes filled with annoyance.
Obviously, Yan Shixun made him realize how wrong what he had done was, and the consequences were not something a child could dare to bear.
Yan Shixun felt the sticky touch on his shoulder and knew that the stitches on his old wound had completely broken.
Hiss——I have to go to the hospital again to get stitches done, tsk…
He frowned calmly, put down his bloody hand, and slowly stood up.
"However, put aside your guilt or other emotions for now."
Yan Shixun's slender fingers brushed across the child's cheek, leaving a bloody mark on his fingertips.
He looked down at the child with a half-smile, a malicious smile on his lips: "Now, I'm going to complain to your mother, and your mother will definitely ask what happened just now. And I don't intend to hide it from her."
"so--"
Yan Shixun raised his head and sneered, "You should think about how to explain this to your mother first."
Child: !!!
"At least I think a beating is inevitable." Yan Shixun added in a cold tone.
This immediately made the child droop his eyebrows and cry, and he grabbed Yan Shixun's suit pants with his little paws, as if he wanted to beg for mercy.
But no matter what, the child could no longer show the arrogant and malicious attitude he had shown before towards Yan Shixun.
——My heart feels guilty QAQ.
Besides...
The child secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Shixun's handsome face.
He could feel that Yan Shixun was different from other living people and he was not here to kill him.
He was here to... help him.
It was like the embrace of his father that he had felt before, warm and reliable.
The child also saw the large bloodstain on Yan Shixun's shoulder and pursed his lips in annoyance.
He raised his paw and touched the bloodstain on his face that Yan Shixun had rubbed, and felt that he should apologize.
But at this moment, Yan Shixun said loudly: "Mr. Lin Ting——"
Child: !!! Woohoo!
The author has something to say: ①: Quoted from Yu Youren's "National Mourning"
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