Chapter 349 Extra 2
Zhang Wubing was not exaggerating, he really packed up all the food from the Zhang family's kitchen and brought it with him.
It took the two wolves four or five trips to help him carry the things from the car into the kitchen.
Zhang Wubing's left and right hands were full of things, and he used his body to push the door and walked sideways into the yard. However, he suddenly saw the evil ghost cleaning the yard. He was so scared that he woke up immediately and was about to scream. The bottle of wine that he had stuffed in his arm also fell down.
The ghost official from the underworld acted even more frightened than Zhang Wubing. He immediately bowed and trembled as he respectfully took the sundries from Zhang Wubing's hands. An arm even stretched out from the ground and accurately caught the wine bottle.
This time, there was no need for Jing Xiaobao to give any orders. The ghost officials in the yard sent food and drinks to the kitchen, and then ran away for their lives.
Zhang Wubing was left standing there in a daze: "?"
He looked at Yan Shixun who was walking out slowly and said stupidly, "Brother Yan, I think I have made some progress! Those ghosts are afraid of me!"
Yan Shixun, who knew the inside story, said: “…………”
What the ghost official was afraid of was not the living Zhang Wubing, but the majesty of the King of Hell that remained in his soul.
When Zhang Wubing completed his mission and the heaven and earth were reset, the merits and sins in Zhang Wubing's soul were recalculated, clearing his name and restoring his merits as the King of Hell, so that he would no longer be judged as sinful for having once been involved in death.
He no longer needed to hide himself to avoid the main road, and therefore, his soul finally revealed its brilliance.
These ghost officials who had worked with the King of Hell before recognized Zhang Wubing's identity at a glance, so they did not dare to act rashly.
For a moment, it was hard to tell whether the previous King of Hell was more terrifying or the current one was more terrifying.
Zhang Wubing was confused, but Yan Shixun saw it clearly.
However, he was not prepared to tell Zhang Wubing the truth.
——A living person like Zhang Wubing should not bear the burden of heaven and earth, so why should he know these things?
The King of Hell has already spent a hundred years and all his strength. Zhang Wubing is already in his last life. Let this little fool happily do what he wants.
Yan Shixun just stared at Zhang Wubing quietly for a few seconds, then he concealed the nostalgic look in his eyes and raised his chin towards the kitchen.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Go ask Xiaobao if he admits it. Go and work with Yeli."
After hanging up the lantern, Jing Xiaobao jumped down from the tree when he heard his name. He ran to Yan Shixun in a few steps, held his calves with his two paws and refused to let go, looking at Zhang Wubing with a smile.
Zhang Wubing: "Jing Xiaobao!!! Let go of Brother Yan!"
"Hehe, I don't~"
"Do you understand first come first served? That's the dad I recognized first!"
"Oh, then haven't you heard of the saying 'come from behind and win'? Xiaobao is so cute and smart, Yanyan must like me more than you~"
"impossible!"
The two were still arguing when Ye Li came out of the kitchen with a gloomy face and carried them in one in each hand.
The two people who were grabbed by the collars were like cats with fate grabbed by the scruff of the neck, each one more obedient and quiet than the other. In the cold air emanating from Ye Li, no one dared to say a word.
Yan Shixun looked at the strangely harmonious scene in the kitchen, smiled, pulled his Taoist robe closer, and walked slowly back to the room from the yard with the wolf leader.
There are beautiful palace lanterns hanging everywhere in the yard. They are stunning when the lights are turned on, swaying and spinning gently in the cool night breeze, and the light and shadows falling on the walls and the ground are stunning.
In addition to the palace lanterns that Yan Shixun, Ye Li and Jing Xiaobao bought on the street, there were also gifts from Haiyun Temple and other parties, including the palace lanterns that Haiyun Temple would use in the temple.
Originally, Yan Shixun was still wondering whether the things in Haiyun Temple, which were too righteous, would cause discomfort to Jing Xiaobao. But the current King of Hell just glanced at them and passed them by without any concern.
Although Jing Xiaobao used to be an evil ghost, he is now considered an officially registered ghost.
Even if we leave this matter aside, with his evil spirit possessed, he was not afraid of the collapse of Haiyun Temple.
Many Binhai citizens who happily celebrated the Spring Festival did not know that they were just one step away from never having the chance to celebrate this Spring Festival again.
If Yan Shixun had not appeared at the Jing Mansion at that time and brought Jing Xiaobao out, then Jing Xiaobao alone would have been enough to kill or injure more than half of the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple who went to the concession area, and affect half of the city.
In addition to the gifts from Haiyun Temple, Yan Shixun also received gifts from Master Bai from Southwest.
Although this inheritor of Southwestern Ghost Opera has lived in seclusion for many years and confined himself to a remote area out of guilt, and has never left the Bai Village, the skills he passed down are real, and even on a national scale, he is a leading master-level inheritor.
After recovering from his injuries, Master Bai also heard about the follow-up of the Bai village from the special department. He couldn't help but burst into tears and cried uncontrollably in front of everyone, murmuring thanks to Yan Shixun.
Although he was also sad about Zheng Shumu's death, he knew more clearly that for Zheng Shumu, death symbolized freedom.
The child to whom he owed something was finally able to leave the land of hatred and be free to do what he wanted.
In order to thank Yan Shixun, Master Bai picked up the carving knife again after many years and solemnly presented Yan Shixun with his own gift.
Lanterns and dolls.
Although Master Bai is not a palace lantern maker, any skill that reaches its peak is interoperable in the entire field. Southwestern ghost drama is the art of light and shadow, and Master Bai's depiction on paper and cloth is as wonderful as his depiction on leather.
What’s more, southwestern ghost plays focus on the beauty of skeletons, and Master Bai’s superb carpentry skills even astonished the group of experts who came to watch.
In this old man who escaped death, everyone was fortunate enough to witness the pinnacle of traditional art.
It's just a small palace lantern, but it's divided into eighteen layers. Each layer is hollowed out and carved, depicting the mountains, rivers, the world, plants and all things in it as beautifully as possible.
When the lights inside are turned on, the temperature difference between inside and outside will create a breeze, causing the eighteen layers of images to rotate on their own. The light and shadows formed together are extremely complex but not messy, and as beautiful as an extraordinary dream.
When the expert group delivered this gift to Yan Shixun on behalf of Master Bai who was unable to move, their eyes were filled with reluctance and they even wanted to buy these artistic treasures from Yan Shixun at a high price.
But Yan Shixun politely declined.
This was not only a thank-you gift from Master Bai to him, to settle the cause and effect between them, but also Master Bai's own belief in regaining his confidence.
Yan Shixun could see that Master Bai wanted to use this as a starting point to once again promote the almost lost culture of southwestern ghost theater.
Before going to the southwest, Zhang Wubing asked him whether it was possible for southwestern shadow puppetry to be revived.
At that time, Yan Shixun told a divination that Southwestern shadow puppetry would not only revive but also flourish.
But at that time, even Yan Shixun did not expect that after all the twists and turns, it would develop in this way.
However, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
The chess game of heaven and earth can never be understood by those who only see a small piece.
Yan Shixun stopped in the corridor, looked up at the slowly rotating palace lanterns, and felt emotional.
“Ouch.”
The leader wolf disapproved and swung its big tail on Yan Shixun's leg, hooking his leg and trying to lead him into the room.
"I wasn't thinking about him."
Yan Shixun understood what the wolf leader said, and in the deserted courtyard, he rarely revealed a bit of gloom: "His death is something he and I both know very well. He knew his fate from the beginning... It is a pleasant surprise that he can survive his minor illness."
“Ouch!”
The leader wolf shook his furry ears and looked up at Yan Shixun seriously.
It has seen the King of Hell.
At the Jiangbei burial ground, the wolves have been guarding the villagers' bones for decades, and have long become like mountain gods.
The leader wolf knew about the changes that were happening quietly there, and he knew very well that it was the King of Hell, whose sleeves were as smooth as pine trees and cranes, who brought everything back to life.
"No, even if you know it, there is still a difference between being able to accept it."
Yan Shixun chuckled, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and soft, he murmured: "When the cloud crane spread its wings and flew away, there were also pieces of light and feathers left. How can you say that there is no trace of it in the hearts of those who stayed behind."
“Ouch…”
When Ye Li turned his head and looked out of the window, he saw Yan Shixun standing in the corridor with his sleeves gathered up, looking up at the moon.
The rotating light and shadow of the palace lantern fell on Yan Shixun's handsome face, and the dim moonlight sprinkled down, filling the entire courtyard with a quiet and intoxicating atmosphere.
Ye Li couldn't help but be attracted to his lover.
He put down what he was holding, walked slowly towards Yan Shixun, hugged him from behind, buried his head in his slightly cool neck, and sighed softly.
Yan Shixun suddenly came back to his senses, and his memories of his master and the King of Hell were interrupted, as if he had fallen back into the human world.
He did not push away Ye Li behind him, but just raised his hand and placed it on Ye Li's arm that was hugging him.
Neither of them spoke first, but the atmosphere was already quietly charming.
But soon, the quarrel in the kitchen broke the silence in the yard.
"Are you stupid? Don't you know that this should be placed like this?"
"How is that possible? Do you know how to use it? Oh, I forgot. You have never used these kitchen utensils, right, Xiaobao? You used a telegraph when you died, right? Of course you have to listen to me."
"You are the one who brought up your age. I'm almost a hundred years old. I'm older than you. Listen to me!"
“Bang!”
Finally, the sound of oil popping interrupted the argument between the two.
When Yan Shixun and Ye Li heard the sound and looked over in sync, they saw two little heads scrambling to squeeze onto the kitchen windowsill, and two pairs of pitiful eyes looking at them.
The two, an adult and a child, who had caused the trouble, knew they were in the wrong and suddenly became well-behaved.
Yan Shixun twitched his lips speechlessly.
Screw the romance! It's just the daily life of firewood, rice, oil and salt.
He strode over, sneered and stretched out his hand, but before he put his hand down, Jing Xiaobao took the initiative and cried out "Wow!" and started to complain.
"Yanyan, it was all Zhang Youbing... No, it was Zhang Wubing who did it. I tried to persuade him but he didn't listen to me."
The child pointed at Zhang Wubing and started to complain. His aggrieved and pitiful look did not reveal any flaws.
Zhang Wubing was stunned.
Without Ye Li's suppression, the two of them almost treated the kitchen as a playground, but the problem was that neither Zhang Wubing nor Jing Xiaobao was familiar with the kitchen.
Fortunately, both of them remembered that Yan Shixun was not far away, so they didn't dare to do anything more and ended up with just a small trouble.
Jing Xiaobao was thrown by Yan Shixun to clean the house, and Yan Shixun remained unmoved even though the child's eyes were filled with tears.
Jing Xiaobao: QAQ Am I not lovable? Why doesn’t Yanyan love me anymore?
In comparison, Yan Shixun even felt that Ye Li’s cooking skills were much more reliable.
Therefore, Ye Li, who was capable and had to do more work, was cruelly driven back to the kitchen by Yan Shixun.
Ye Li:…………
He glanced sinisterly at Jing Xiaobao and Zhang Wubing, and the two immediately became so obedient that they dared not even breathe, for fear that they would become punching bags.
Fortunately, although the process was bumpy, the result was good.
The light in the living room was warm, several people were sitting around the table, and the sound of Spring Festival programs could be heard from the TV.
The food in the Zhang family’s kitchen is prepared by specially hired chefs. Although Zhang’s father does not like extravagance, he will not let the whole family eat coarse food for such a grand event.
But Zhang Wubing was even more ruthless - he even drank the wine that his father had specially opened for the Spring Festival and packed it all up.
There were so many delicious foods on the table that there was not even enough space for them. The aroma of the food made the courtyard even more cozy and homely. On the TV screen, familiar faces such as An Nanyuan and Bai Shuang appeared one after another.
"Heart-Stirring Travel Around the World for 99 Days" has become a miracle in the history of variety shows, and the guests participating in it are the most popular stars this year. Spring Festival invitations come one after another, and no matter which channel Jing Xiaobao secretly switches to, the faces that appear are familiar ones.
Yan Shixun glanced at it indifferently, but was still shocked by the handsome and cool appearance of An Nanyuan on the screen.
He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Annanyuan is very different from the silly look during the filming when he came up with the idea of hunting thousands of ghosts."
Zhang Wubing nodded with deep feeling, a little melancholy: "I don't know why, when they were filming my show, they all looked not very smart, but in other shows, they seemed to become stars again. Why don't they have any idol baggage in front of me?"
As he said this, Zhang Wubing was still unconvinced and showed Yan Shixun the data of his homework.
"Brother Yan, look, on other variety shows, people always praise your appearance, but on my show, very few people talk about this topic."
Yan Shixun sneered: "...Don't you know what happened to your show?"
Zhang Wubing touched his nose and didn't dare to speak.
However, after Yan Shixun took the lead in picking up his chopsticks, Jing Xiaobao and Zhang Wubing's attention quickly shifted to the table full of food.
Zhang Wubing, who originally had no requirements for food, wanted to compete with Jing Xiaobao, so he stretched out his chopsticks desperately to grab the meat from under Jing Xiaobao's chopsticks.
Jing Xiaobao, who had just picked up a large piece of meat happily, was snatched away: Q皿Q
The two of them immediately started fighting for the food, neither of them willing to admit defeat, and the food that had been piled high quickly fell down.
Yan Shixun laughed and shook his head: "Looks like there won't be any leftovers today."
Ye Li silently kicked the two unfortunate children aside, and he and Yan Shixun sat on one side of the table. He also quietly moved his chair towards Yan Shixun again and again.
"Why don't you just sit on my lap?"
Yan Shixun smiled falsely: "Try moving it again?"
Ye Li, who had just revealed a surprised smile: ...
He just thought Shi Xun was serious.
However, Ye Li did not get discouraged when his plan failed. His hand under the table continued to reach out to Yan Shixun, silently resting on Yan Shixun's thin and strong waist. After being pushed away, he quietly wanted to put it on his legs.
As a result, Yan Shixun turned his hand and pushed him back, his eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as stars.
The chairs they were sitting on made a friction sound under the weight, and the collision caused them to fall backwards, folding over the backrest of the sofa behind them and falling on top of each other on the sofa.
In a flash, Ye Li instinctively stretched out his other hand to protect Yan Shixun, letting Yan Shixun fall on him to avoid him getting hurt.
With the loud bang, the other two who were fighting for the meat also looked up and were stunned.
Zhang Wubing's cheeks were bulging, just like a little puffer fish. He was frozen in place, not knowing how to react to the situation.
To speak or not to speak, it seems... not so good?
Zhang Wubing hesitated for a moment, then decisively turned up the TV volume to the maximum, and then continued to eat hard, as if he was deaf and blind and could not see anything at all.
He even took advantage of the moment when Jing Xiaobao was still in shock and stretched out his chopsticks to grab a large piece of meat from Jing Xiaobao's bowl.
When Jing Xiaobao remembered something and looked down, he found that his bowl was empty. Only the tempting sauce was left, but the meat was gone.
Jing Xiaobao was stunned.
He quickly looked at Zhang Wubing and saw him holding a piece of meat and looking at him provocatively.
“Zhang Wubing!! Aaaaaaah!!”
Jing Xiaobao immediately rushed towards Zhang Wubing like a small cannonball, with an attitude as if he was determined to be irreconcilable with him.
There was a constant stream of shouting and laughing on the other side of the hall, but on this side of the sofa, there was an eerie silence.
Yan Shixun supported himself on Ye Li's chest and raised his body, looking down at Ye Li with a disdainful look in his eyes, which had a kind of sharp and cold beauty.
Ye Li held his breath for a moment, and the hand that was originally loosely around Yan Shixun's side unconsciously reached out to him. His slender fingers traced his lover's eyebrows and eyes. He was bewitched by the beauty before him and couldn't come back to his senses.
Yan Shixun: “?”
He grabbed Ye Li's hand and said speechlessly: "When eating, dare you be honest? Otherwise, go out and eat with the wolves."
The leader wolf, who was sitting on the carpet by the door and eating his dinner, said: "What does your quarrel with your husband and wife have to do with me?"
Ye Li laughed softly, relaxed all his strength, fell on the sofa, looked up at Yan Shixun, indicating that he accepted the condition.
"If it's any later, I'm afraid those two will eat up everything."
Ye Li's eyes were smiling, responding to the dim light, which looked like broken stars: "Or, should we go to another place, a place without those two guys?"
Yan Shixun, who had been paying attention to Ye Li, held his breath and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Even though he didn't care, he always knew that Ye Li's appearance was excellent, and at this moment, she had an extraordinary beauty, like a carefully carved statue of a god that had come alive.
He seemed to be bewitched and slowly lowered his head and approached Yeli.
The breath blends together, warm and tender.
After a long time, when the Spring Festival programs that served as background music had changed several times, Yan Shixun coughed and stood up by supporting himself on the back of the sofa.
He raised his hand and brushed his lips with his fingertips. There was a little red at the corner of his eyes, and his sharp eyes were now like a pool of spring water, sparkling.
Ye Li slowly raised his upper body, but did not rush to get up. Instead, he supported his cheek with his hands, looked at Yan Shixun with a smile, looking full.
"Shi Xun."
He called out to his lover softly, his voice slightly hoarse.
But all he got was a sidelong glance from Yan Shixun: "Come over here to eat, or do you want to sleep on the sofa forever?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Li stood up quickly, so fast that even an afterimage was left.
Yan Shixun blinked and found that Ye Li was already standing in front of him.
Ye Li opened his arms, gently embraced Yan Shixun in his arms, and kissed him intimately, with small kisses from his hair down. At this distance, there was only each other in the eyes of the two, and no other people or gods or ghosts existed.
"Shi Xun..."
Ye Li whispered softly, and just one call seemed to be filled with endless love, as if he wanted to become one with his lover forever.
He once missed ten years of Yan Shixun's life, but ever since he proved his love for Yan Shixun to Dadao, he didn't want to miss every minute of Yan Shixun's life.
He wanted to be by Yan Shixun's side forever and share his joys and sorrows together.
Ye Li held Yan Shixun's face with his slender hands, rubbed his earlobes lightly with his fingertips, and moved closer to him with a smile...
Zhang Wubing worked very hard to eat and refused to even look forward.
Jing Xiaobao was halfway through his provocation when he found out that his opponent was retreating without a fight: "?"
"Zhang Dabing, are you afraid of me?"
Jing Xiaobao asked in confusion, "Am I so intimidating now? You don't even dare to look at me?"
Zhang Wubing didn't dare to say a word, not even a word in response, as if Jing Xiaobao wasn't even around him, and he was immersed in the deliciousness of the food.
This made Jing Xiaobao feel a little confused.
Although he wanted to defeat Zhang Wubing, he was somewhat self-aware and knew that his ability to intimidate Zhang Wubing was not enough.
He knew very clearly that Zhang Wubing's soul was the King of Hell who had ruled the underworld for thousands of years.
That is, his predecessor.
Even when Jing Xiaobao first took over the underworld, he borrowed the power of the previous King of Hell from Yan Shixun, which made the whole process go smoothly without any accidents.
It can be said that the former King of Hell’s control over the entire underworld is unmatched by any human, god or ghost.
Those ghost officials and evil spirits were deeply afraid of but also admired the former King of Hell.
Zhang Wubing, who possesses such a soul, even though he himself does not know his identity in his previous life, his own majesty still seeps out from his soul. Even if he cries or laughs, people can still tell that he is not an ordinary person.
That was not the confidence given to him by the Zhang family.
It is the demeanor that Zhang Wubing brings from his soul.
It was just covered up because of his physical condition that had once been haunted by ghosts.
And now, the pearl has shown its brilliance again.
Those who have met Zhang Wubing all said that the young master of the Zhang family had gradually matured and acquired the bearing of a person in charge because he had tried to take charge of the program on his own.
But people in the world don’t know what this soul has done in the place they can’t see, and what it has given up for the sake of heaven and earth.
But Jing Xiaobao knew it.
If Zhang Wubing didn't compete with him for Yanyan, he would actually be willing to be nicer to Zhang Wubing...but who made that annoying guy Zhang Wubing always pestering Yanyan!
Jing Xiaobao puffed up his cheeks in anger, and as soon as he put down his chopsticks, he grabbed Zhang Wubing and tried to disturb him from eating: "Zhang Dabing!"
This shout did not make Zhang Wubing raise his head, but instead woke up Yan Shixun.
His eyes, which had been hazy just now, suddenly became clear, and his muscles instinctively tensed up to be alert to danger. At the same time, he slapped Ye Li on the chest and pushed him away.
After seeing clearly that it was just Jing Xiaobao who was climbing on Zhang Wubing to act weird, Yan Shixun retracted his gaze and the sharp aura at that moment was restrained again.
Ye Li, who was originally kissing and kissing his lover, was suddenly pushed away by his lover with disgust, as if he was driven from a warm room into an ice cave with dozens of degrees below zero.
Ye Li originally reached out to grab Yan Shixun's arm, but the other party just used a little strength to break free from his hand and walked back to the dining table as if nothing had happened.
"Xiaobao, your eating manners."
Yan Shixun pointed at Jing Xiaobao and frowned, "Come down, are you a sloth?"
Jing Xiaobao didn't dare to resist and slid down obediently.
But just when he was about to sit back in his seat, he suddenly shuddered and felt a chill from the top of his head to his feet.
Jing Xiaobao looked up in astonishment, not understanding why with his current strength, he could still feel that danger was approaching.
Then he saw Ye Li looking at him with cold eyes.
Jing Xiaobao was instantly furious and wanted to rush out out of his survival instinct, but Ye Li saw through his thoughts and called out to him.
"Jing Xiaobao."
Ye Li's voice didn't even have any emotion. Just three simple words were enough to make Jing Xiaobao feel a sense of crisis about being called by his full name.
He immediately stood straight on the spot, his eyes wide open in fear, not daring to breathe, not knowing what was about to greet him.
"There's a bottle of wine in the kitchen, go get it."
As soon as Ye Li said this, Jing Xiaobao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that if he stayed any longer he would really make Ye Li angry, so he ran out and came back as fast as a rabbit with the bottle of red wine.
As a result, Jing Xiaobao had just tiptoed to put the bottle on the table when he heard Ye Li say, "Oh, I forgot to ask you to get the bottle opener."
Jing Xiaobao had no choice but to run again.
Then--
"Where's the cup?"
"Why did you only take one?"
"Send this back to the kitchen."
…
In the next ten minutes or so, Jing Xiaobao didn't eat a single bite of food. He just kept going back and forth between the kitchen, yard and living room. He was being directed around by Ye Li, but he didn't dare to get angry or say anything.
Jing Xiaobao tried to look at Yan Shixun for help, but his attention had already been attracted by Bai Shuang who appeared on TV.
Jing Xiaobao: QAQ What does it mean that your father doesn’t love you and your mother doesn’t care about you? Woo woo woo…
Zhang Wubing lowered his head an inch more and happily ate meat while Jing Xiaobao was away.
Zhang Wubing: What is the survival instinct? Look, some people are just too young and don’t know that sometimes they shouldn’t mess with couples who are tired of each other. This is miserable, right?
The Zhang family, far away on the other side of Binhai City, remained silent facing the empty kitchen.
"It's already so late, why hasn't dinner been served yet? What's going on?"
When old man Zhang came downstairs with his cane, he found that there was unexpectedly no smell of food in the restaurant, and even the air was silent and frozen.
Old Master Zhang was confused for a moment and almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place or remembered the wrong time.
When he walked outside the kitchen, he found that everyone except him was gathered outside the kitchen, but no one spoke.
Old Master Zhang: "? Is this some new kind of performance art?"
Father Zhang turned his head slowly with a complicated expression, moved his mouth but didn't know how to explain for a moment. His house was robbed, but no valuables were stolen. The only thing left was not even a bottle of oil in the kitchen.
The old man of the Zhang family stretched his head to take a look in confusion, and then fell silent.
After a while, someone noticed something else: "Where's Xiaobing? He doesn't seem to be in his room?"
"Huh? It looks like there's one car missing from the garage."
It was not until Zhang's mother called the security office that she found out that her youngest son had happily run away not long ago.
When passing by the security room, Zhang Wubing even happily distributed a large box of freshly cooked dumplings to the security guards. Even condiments such as chili and vinegar were given by the bottle, and he also wished them a happy new year.
The security guard sincerely thanked Zhang's mother, and Zhang's mother quickly responded with a smile.
When Zhang's mother hung up the phone, everyone looked at the kitchen, which was left with only pots, pans, and even several stacks of plates missing, and they immediately understood everything.
——Zhang Wubing has a physique that causes him to encounter ghosts all the year round, so how could he have many friends?
There was only one possibility for him to drive out so happily.
Zhang Wubing must have carried the Zhang family's food and ran to Yan Shixun to celebrate the New Year.
"My son has grown up and is no longer under the control of his mother."
Mother Zhang was in a mixed mood and sighed sourly: "Why do I feel like I sold my son to Mr. Yan?"
It was Zhang's father who asked Yan Shixun when Zhang Wubing was hospitalized. Although Yan Shixun did not give him a precise answer, he also understood that it was not easy for his son to save his life.
Forget it, as long as my son is alive, let him do whatever he wants.
Father Zhang sighed and walked to the refrigerator first: "The chef has already gone off work. At this time, every household is celebrating the New Year, and we can't disturb them. Let's cook some frozen dumplings for ourselves and wait until tomorrow..."
As he said that, Father Zhang opened the refrigerator door.
Then his words suddenly got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say any more.
Zhang's mother took a curious look and immediately burst into laughter.
The freezer was completely empty, not even a bag of corn kernels left.
Mr. Zhang didn't believe it and searched the refrigerator, but he only found a few red peppers.
He looked down at the chili in his hand, not knowing what to say.
"This brat! He doesn't even know how to leave some food for his father!"
As soon as Zhang's father said this, he was slapped on the head by the old man of the Zhang family: "What are you talking about in front of your father! Besides, what's wrong with a minor illness? I'm just caring about my friends!"
Father Zhang: “…………”
Zhang's mother suppressed her laughter and quickly came to the rescue: "That's good too. Aren't there peppers? It means the coming year will be prosperous."
After saying this, Zhang's mother couldn't help herself and laughed until tears came out.
Finally, the whole family went out and searched everywhere in the cupboards and the kitchen, and finally found a few packets of noodles.
Father Zhang rolled up his sleeves with a groan, and raised his chin to everyone with a sour face: "You guys go wait on the sofa. There are so many people, and not many of them can cook. Humph!"
The old man of the Zhang family suddenly got angry and raised his cane to grab it: "Hey, you little brat! You didn't even know where your father was when he was eating weeds. How dare you say I can't cook?"
My grandma and great-grandmother were surprised at first, but then they joined in with a smile, laughing heartily.
And Zhang's father finally got his own kitchen as he wished, and he cooked a big pot of noodles with peace of mind.
"Luckily that brat left me a bag of salt, otherwise we would have gone to the garden to eat grass tonight."
Zhang's father grumbled as he threw the peppers into the pot, but a smile appeared on his face, as he was amused by his boy's lively style.
Zhang Wubing cleaned out the kitchen, which was better than the time when he refused to ask for any help from his family.
At least he doesn't reject this home now and has reintegrated into it.
Zhang's father, who had nearly lost Zhang Wubing several times, felt that the current appearance before his eyes was the best appearance he had ever dared to imagine.
His eyes were slightly red, and after hearing the urging voice in the living room, he quickly raised his hand to wipe his eyes and prepared to take the noodles out.
Then the next moment, a deafening roar came from the Zhang family.
Mother Zhang was so frightened that she trembled and dropped her melon seeds.
She hurried into the kitchen and saw Zhang's father standing in front of the pot, crying with red eyes.
Zhang's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I just made noodles, why are you so moved?"
Father Zhang: “Woo woo woo…”
Spicy, spicy! The chili is in my hand!!!
While eating noodles, the old man of the Zhang family was still determined to change Zhang Wubing's name: "Don't you think that the name Zhang Huozao is particularly auspicious?"
Everyone: “…………”
They all turned their heads to watch the variety show starring Zhang Wubing on the screen, and refused to even glance at the old man of the Zhang family.
Father Zhang sighed tiredly and wanted to open a bottle of wine.
But when he opened the wine cabinet, he found that Zhang Wubing had not let him off even for this.
“…………”
"Zhang Wubing!!!"
“A-choo!”
Zhang Wubing sneezed violently and went to get some paper pitifully. However, when he turned around, he found that the last piece of fish he had put in the bowl had been caught in Jing Xiaobao's mouth.
The vengeful child even raised his head towards him ostentatiously, looking very proud.
Yan Shixun looked at the empty table and could only helplessly warn the two: "If you don't have enough food and get hungry in the middle of the night, let the wolf cook dumplings for you, understand? You are not allowed to touch the things in the kitchen without permission."
He turned to Ye Li and smiled, "I was originally worried about what to do with all these things caused by my minor illness. Now that Xiaobao is here, I don't have to worry about it anymore."
Ye Li smiled, lowered his eyes and kissed Yan Shixun, but when he looked up at Jing Xiaobao, he snorted coldly and accurately summarized it: "Good-for-nothing."
Jing Xiaobao: My fist is hard...but I can’t beat QAQ.
Ye Li added: "I can't afford to keep him, so I'd better throw him away."
Jing Xiaobao panicked immediately, and rushed over and dived into Yan Shixun's arms: "I can eat very little, really! Otherwise, I can go out and eat ghosts, Yanyan QAQ"
Yan Shixun: "If the ghosts outside heard what you said, they would feel like crying."
"You have stayed here long enough. After the New Year, you can go back to the underworld."
Jing Xiaobao was stunned.
The child didn't expect that his beloved parent was really going to drive him away, so the crying he had pretended to do before became real, tears welled up in his eyes and fell, making him look so pitiful and heartbreaking.
Yan Shixun was helpless: "You play with the ghosts nearby every day. They are so annoyed that they come to me to complain. Some ghosts even come to Haiyun Temple and ask Haiyun Temple to send them away. They don't want to play with you anymore."
This is just like a thief asking the police to arrest him. It's so scary out there.
Jing Xiaobao was suddenly speechless and could only look at Yan Shixun crying, trying to impress him with his pitiful appearance.
Yan Shixun simply waved to the leader wolf, who immediately stood up lazily, walked over lightly with his big furry tail swinging, bit Jing Xiaobao's strap, and took him to his room.
The wolf leader, who was very discerning, said: Now is the time for adults, and it involves important matters related to the reproduction of the species, and the cubs are not allowed to watch.
After finally getting rid of the two annoying light bulbs, Ye Li could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The world of two people is hard to come by, so we should cherish it even more.
Yan Shixun doesn't drink often, but because tonight is the first New Year after the restart of heaven and earth, he drank a lot of wine unknowingly out of joy.
At this moment, his face was flushed, and his sharp eyebrows were stained with a light red, revealing a different style from the past, which made Ye Li look deep.
Ye Li's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he took two steps forward, wrapped his arms around Yan Shixun's waist, and whispered, "Shixun..."
Yan Shixun just glanced sideways at Ye Li beside him, then raised his hand and drank the remaining red wine in the glass in his hand.
He tilted his slender neck, his Adam's apple rolling, and red wine overflowed from his lips, sliding down his beautifully contoured neck and landing on his distinct collarbone.
And his lips were also dyed an exceptionally bright red, which was very attractive.
Without waiting for Ye Li to do anything, Yan Shixun placed the red wine glass on the table beside him, then turned around and pushed Ye Li's chest, pressing him against the window not far behind.
Under the backdrop of the high body temperature, the smell of red wine became particularly mellow and long-lasting, lingering between the two of them.
Ye Li leaned his back against the glass, looking down at his lover, feeling dryness in his throat. No one in the world could save him except Yan Shixun.
He slowly raised his hand, placed it on Yan Shixun's shoulder, and then reached out to stroke his lover's cheek.
The drunk Yan Shixun narrowed his eyes and couldn't help rubbing the palm of his hand on the side of his face, as if he was rubbing the big cat of his beloved.
The big cat, who has absolute hunting power and is wary of everyone and everything, only trusts you completely and even rubs against you...
The feeling was so wonderful that Ye Li felt that his brain could no longer accommodate anyone else except Yan Shixun.
Even the great principles of heaven and earth have been thrown behind his mind.
So what if it was the entire world? There was only one reason why he took over the avenue—Yan Shixun.
Ye Li held Yan Shixun's face, slowly lowered his head, and stared at those rosy lips with deep eyes.
But at this moment, there was suddenly a loud noise from outside the window, and at the same time, changing light and shadows fell down. The light was so bright that Yan Shixun, who was facing the window, narrowed his eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed Ye Li's hand, not allowing him to get closer to him.
When Yan Shixun looked up, he discovered that beautiful fireworks were being set off in the night sky outside the window.
Although all relevant information on the Internet has been cleared and most people just regard it as an ordinary Spring Festival, the Binhai City officials are well aware of how hard-won this Spring Festival is.
And many people will never be able to celebrate their own Spring Festival again.
Therefore, this year the Binhai city government simply lifted all the bans and held a grand celebration ceremony in the city, with fireworks set off one after another and gongs and drums beating, making it very lively.
This is not only to celebrate the first New Year after the restart of heaven and earth, but also to comfort those lives that remained in the old year - the heaven and earth that you guarded with your lives are now safe and peaceful, so please sleep peacefully.
Today, the people are no longer hungry, the granaries are full of grain, and the country is peaceful and harmonious. No one, god or ghost can disrupt the tranquility and happiness of ordinary people.
Please... leave these to us, we will protect them all on your behalf.
Yang Binsheng looked up from the files in his office. When he saw the fireworks, his frown slowly relaxed. He took off his glasses and walked to the window. Looking at the citizens laughing and talking below, he couldn't help but smile.
The abbot of Haiyun Temple also raised his head after the ceremony, turned around and looked at the fireworks. After a long time, his brows relaxed.
The exorcists all raised their heads at the same time, looking at the colorful fireworks in the sky. The bright lights were reflected in their eyes, as if the sun was burning in everyone's eyes, never going out.
"Happy New Year, Happy Old Year, Happy New Year to all living things."
On the official desk of Binhai City, the death list was closed and a new plan was opened.
"To protect all life."
…
Yan Shixun looked up at the fireworks in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a while.
Along with the fireworks, what caught his eyes was Ye Li standing in front of him.
In Yan Shixun's vision, it was as if Ye Li was surrounded by fireworks. All the colorful lights and shadows illuminated his cold and handsome face, but there was no world in his eyes.
Only him.
Yan Shixun's heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly laughed.
"Shi Xun?"
Ye Li asked doubtfully.
But before he could finish his words, Yan Shixun's hand reached out, grabbed his collar and pulled him down.
Ye Li also lowered his head and moved closer to his lover.
"Ye Li, I forgot whether I told you this before, but it doesn't matter. Now, I want to tell you again."
Yan Shixun's slightly drunk face was full of solemnity.
"I'm very happy to meet you, Ye Li."
It started from the first time we met at the market when I was nine years old.
I never thought that I would become a ghost exorcist, let alone that heaven and earth would entrust me with such an important responsibility.
But if I knew something at that time... it must be that you were the first life I saved, and your being alive meant a lot to me.
It's not that I gave you hope, Ye Li.
It was you who planted the first seed in my heart, allowing me to survive the deaths of evil spirits over the years.
Yan Shixun raised his head. He did not close his eyes, but watched Ye Li slowly approach him seriously and attentively, and then offered his lips.
Lips and teeth touch each other, breath blends together.
In Yan Shixun's eyes, Ye Li's eyes were like the entire world, and he could not look away.
Enchanting.
With a "bang", the red wine glass in Ye Li's hand fell down.
He raised his hands and hugged his lover, slowly tightening his arms and even wanted to melt Yan Shixun into his body, not wanting to leave even a trace of gap.
Ye Li couldn't tell anyone how he felt.
He had walked the human world for thousands of years, wanting to protect this world that he loved until the last moment of his death, but the only thing the human world gave him in return was omnipresent malice.
Sin, death, cries of despair...
The crimes engraved in those souls became the nails that stung Ye Li's eyes, and the hand he extended to the world was ignored and slandered time and time again.
Disappointments accumulate and eventually cover all hopes.
Ye Li no longer likes the human world.
But it was not until now that he realized that he was wrong.
It’s not that he dislikes the human world.
It’s just because the human world he once saw... didn’t have Yan Shixun.
And wherever Yan Shixun is, there is heaven and earth, and that is the way of Yeli.
Because Yan Shixun deeply loved the human world, Ye Li once again accepted the human world and placed all life under his protection.
"Shi Xun, I love you. No matter what happens in the world, no matter whether heaven and earth exist, you are my way."
Fireworks are fleeting.
But spring nights are bitter and short.
…
Yan Shixun's eyelashes trembled. The light coming in from the window disturbed his sleep.
He rarely stays in bed, and this good habit was formed when he was a teenager.
When Li Chengyun was around, Xiaoyan Shixun would get up at five o'clock every day and practice boxing and swordplay with Li Chengyun in the yard, regardless of the cold or heat, or heavy rain or strong wind.
There was a time when Xiaoyan Shixun wanted to be lazy, but Li Chengyun smiled and lifted the quilt, and told her to look at the pigs he raised.
After Xiaoyan Shixun got up embarrassedly, Li Chengyun told him seriously that all his current training and preparation were for protecting lives in the future.
"Xiao Xun, ghosts are mostly unreasonable. You can't just kill and drive them away, but you can't blindly believe what they say and think they are really kind."
"If you want them to tell you the truth, there is only one way."
Li Chengyun smiled and raised the Sword of Exorcism in his hand. He taught his only disciple, "You have to be strong enough to beat them so hard that they dare not resist. Only then will they tell the truth."
"Having power or not, and having power but not using it, are two different things. Evil spirits can also deceive people, Xiaoxun."
At that time, the young Yan Shixun was ignorant and had only a vague understanding.
But he soon understood what Li Chengyun meant under Li Chengyun's strict education.
While other disciples were still acting coquettishly and doing chores in front of their master, Li Chengyun had already thrown Yan Shixun into the evil ghost's lair with confidence, and he was waiting outside leisurely with his hands behind his back, holding a sword.
Waiting for Yan Shixun to ask for help.
Or, walk out on your own.
Xiaoyan Shixun once believed the one-sided words of an evil ghost and almost made a wrong judgment. He was also deceived by a living person and almost hurt a ghost with a cause and effect.
Under this repeated training, he grew at an alarming rate and quickly became a ghost exorcist capable of standing on his own.
Yan Shixun also remembered his master's words.
Since then till now, I have never given up on improving myself.
The habit of getting up at five o'clock to exercise has lasted for many years, but today is obviously an exception.
Yan Shixun, who had hardly slept last night, fluttered his eyelashes. He did not get up at the call of the bright morning light. Instead, he turned over, turned his back to the sun and prepared to continue sleeping.
A low, doting chuckle came from beside me.
Then, the quilt on Yan Shixun was pulled upwards, and the people around him carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.
"Go to sleep, it's okay."
Yan Shixun wanted to say something, but he couldn't resist the deep sleepiness and fell into the dream again.
When he slowly opened his eyes again, it took him a long time to realize that the noisy noise coming from outside was the culprit that woke him up.
The brain that had just woken up was two beats slow to recognize that the owners of the voices were Jing Xiaobao and Zhang Wubing.
But besides these two, there is a third voice.
——Lu Xingxing’s.
Apparently, early in the morning of the New Year, Lu Xingxing was kicked out of Haiyun Temple and asked to visit Yan Shixun.
After all, Yan Shixun is Lu Xingxing's uncle. In addition, for Yan Shixun, who has not yet officially recognized Haiyun Temple, Lu Xingxing is the only nephew he recognizes.
Whether out of love for Yan Shixun himself, or out of admiration and gratitude for Yan Shixun's ability to turn the tide in a crisis of heaven and earth, Haiyun Temple attaches great importance to Yan Shixun.
When Haiyun Temple was performing the New Year ritual last night, many Taoist priests thought Yan Shixun would be there to participate. In the end, they were a little disappointed when they didn't see him.
But he was rebuked by Taoist Wang: "Why are you here? Why do you insist on letting Junior Brother Yan come? Look at you, a bunch of old bachelors? My Junior Brother Yan has a family, don't you understand?"
"It's Chinese New Year, why am I not at home with my loved ones, but here to join in the fun with a bunch of singles like you?"
Taoist Priest Wang looked at the other Taoist priests with disdain, shook his head, and walked away with his hands behind his back: "Oh, a bunch of singles, dare to predict the marriage for pilgrims."
Taoist priests: “…………”
Very insulting!!!
However, after Jiangbei, the core Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple had already learned the identity of Yan Shixun's lover, who was the mysterious Lord of Fengdu.
“I never thought that Fengdu, which all the exorcists in the world have been searching for for thousands of years, is actually right next to Daoist Fellow Yan.”
A Taoist priest said with emotion: "It's really lively over there, Daoist Fellow Yan. In addition to Fengdu, even the new King of Hell is there. It's true that people with families don't really need to be with us."
He shook his head, and his back even looked a little lonely as he left.
The Taoist's disciple was stunned, and then hurriedly chased after him: "Master! You forgot about me! If you don't mind, Master, you can also treat me as your son."
"...Get lost! You evil disciple, I'm afraid you are here to collect your debt."
The other Taoist priests were at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but they were also reminded by Taoist priest Wang. They quickly woke up Lu Xingxing who was still sleeping soundly, stuffed the things into his arms, and kicked him out the door.
"Go see your uncle!"
Lu Xingxing: “???”
Lu Xingxing was having a sweet dream. He dreamed that he became the abbot of Haiyun Temple and could call the wind and rain and turn beans into soldiers. He was feeling very happy when the quilt was pulled out of his bed, and in a few seconds he was dressed in clothes, stuffed with gifts, and thrown off the mountain.
He stood there shivering in the cold wind with a confused look on his face, looking left and right, until he was recognized by tourists who came to burn incense. Only then did he slowly come to his senses in the enthusiasm of the people around him.
Then he realized that he seemed to have been betrayed by Haiyun Temple.
"Xingxing, are you going to see Brother Yan?"
A girl came over with sparkling eyes and said in a familiar way: "I'm a fan of Brother Yan! Senior Oats, can you say thank you to Brother Yan for me?"
"I used to be quite rebellious and never went home, but after watching your variety show, I suddenly felt homesick because of what Brother Yan said, so I sneaked back home. As a result..."
The girl felt a little guilty and smiled bitterly, "When I got home, I happened to see my mother fell to the ground due to a heart attack. I was almost scared to death. Fortunately, she was rescued in time and my mother is still alive... If, if I hadn't missed home because of Brother Yan that day, I might have regretted it for the rest of my life."
The girl came with her mother. The mother and daughter were arm in arm, and they seemed to be very close.
Hearing her daughter say this, the mother sighed, but smiled and patted her daughter's hand, comforting her that she was fine.
"I heard that Mr. Yan is a very powerful master. He returned my daughter to me. Little Master, when you see Mr. Yan, please thank him for me."
As the mother spoke, she bowed to Lu Xingxing.
Lu Xingxing was in a panic and quickly returned the gift, saying solemnly that he would definitely express his gratitude.
As he spoke, he pulled his hand out from the pile of gifts with difficulty, took out a crumpled talisman from his clothes, and handed it to the girl.
"The blessing spell I drew myself is definitely not as good as Brother Yan's. If you don't mind, just keep it. Happy New Year."
In the girl's surprised and grateful eyes, Lu Xingxing smiled and bowed slightly to the mother and daughter, wishing them happiness.
Then Lu Xingxing got into the car in a daze with pillowcase marks on his face that had not yet disappeared from sleeping, and he woodenly sent his blessings to all the fans and audiences who recognized him.
When the alley in his memory finally appeared before his eyes, Lu Xingxing could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly rushed to the wall beside the yard, covered his pounding heart, and was unable to recover for a long time.
Everything he experienced after waking up seemed unreal to him.
No one believed in him before. Everyone thought he was unreliable and would not entrust him with important tasks because they thought he was still a child.
Although Lu Xingxing doesn't say it and is still carefree and laughing every day, he really cares in his heart. He always has a spirit of not admitting defeat and wants everyone to see him and wants to be someone else's support.
He just needed a reason to return to Haiyun Temple.
The rebelliousness of a young man made it impossible for him to lose face, so he returned to Haiyun Temple in disgrace without making any achievements in music.
In Lu Xingxing's imagination, he would win a few gold medals, and then tell everyone disdainfully that he didn't care about music and that those talents were nothing to him. Then, amidst the stunned crowd, he would return to Haiyun Temple in the spotlight, and with the approval of his master, he would take over the career of his master and predecessors and become the chief guardian.
——Of course, this was just a dream that Lu Xingxing had had. He even only dared to think about it by himself, and then laughed foolishly, not daring to tell anyone else.
But now, Yan Shixun gave him this reason.
Although Lu Xingxing has not yet realized that it is his own sense of responsibility that has won him the recognition and change of everyone, his gratitude to Yan Shixun is sincere.
Especially when the girl thanked Yan Shixun, Lu Xingxing felt as if there was a voice ringing in his soul.
He also wanted to be a person like Yan Shixun and be relied upon and trusted by everyone.
Lu Xingxing was clenching his fist to cheer himself up when he heard a door opening sound behind him.
He shuddered, quickly restrained his expression, and turned back with a serious face: "I didn't think about anything just now..."
Lu Xingxing had only said half of his words when he saw the majestic wolf leader standing behind the gate.
The leader wolf shook his furry ears, with an indifferent look as if he saw through everything. He glanced at Lu Xingxing and turned back to the yard.
These days’ cubs are so hard to raise, tsk.
When Yan Shixun woke up, he saw Lu Xingxing arguing with Jing Xiaobao in the yard.
Jing Xiaobao was forced by Yan Shixun to endorse the book, and after a while, it became a habit for him.
Lu Xingxing was forced to memorize and study by Taoist Master Song Yi, because Taoist Master Song Yi was afraid that Lu Xingxing would be in danger again. His support for his studies was simply forcing him to learn faster, and Lu Xingxing's progress improved by leaps and bounds.
When these two people who share the same suffering meet each other, they start to complain to each other about their experiences, pouring out their grievances about how miserable they are recently and how they don't even have time to go out and play.
At first it was harmonious.
It was not until Lu Xingxing said that Yan Shixun’s education was too abnormal and too heavy for ordinary people to accept that he decided to stick to his own master.
Then Jing Xiaobao got furious.
He immediately became unhappy and put his hands on his hips to argue with Lu Xingxing about whose master was the best.
One said that Taoist Song was the best, and the other said that Yanyan was the best in the world.
"Although Brother Yan is very good, he is not my master - my master is the best!"
"Yan Yan is it!"
"Mine is!"
"Mine is!"
Yan Shixun stood up with a gloomy face, opened the window and looked outside. The two people who heard the sound turned around and immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.
"No matter who it is, I only know one thing."
Yan Shixun sneered: "You are noisier than firecrackers - if you keep making noise like this, get out of here."
Zhang Wubing next to him immediately puffed out his chest, looking as if asking for praise.
But Ye Li, who caught a glimpse of this scene, felt: ...it looks a little familiar.
It seems that the King of Hell did the same thing in Jiangbei and Southwest before, and the fishermen benefited.
Ye Li: ...It is still the same soul, it has never changed.
But when Ye Li wanted to walk towards Yan Shixun, he just raised a smile, but was shocked in place by the glance from Yan Shixun.
"Ye Li, have you been too idle recently? If you have the energy, go out and patrol more often instead of staying by my side every day."
After sobering up, Yan Shixun seemed particularly cold and cruel.
——Especially when he felt a sharp pain and raised his hand to touch it, he found a row of bright red tooth marks on the back of his neck.
We need to consume the energy of Yeli.
Yan Shixun thought with gritted teeth.
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