Chapter 40: Rainy Wild Temple (2)
At this time, Zhang Wubing, who was called by Yan Shixun's full name, recalled the horrific trauma of being beaten by his mother when he was a child.
He couldn't help but shudder and reflexively answered loudly, "Yes!"
Yan Shixun sneered, let go of the door he was holding, and slowly walked towards Zhang Wubing who was sitting outside the door.
"What did you just say?" He asked in a cold voice with a fake smile, "I didn't hear you clearly. Come on, Xiaobing, stop shaking and tell me loudly again, what did you come to me to say?"
With every word Yan Shixun said, Zhang Wubing shrank. In the end, he had curled himself into a round ball, but he did not forget to hold the mobile live broadcast device tightly with both hands, with the camera aimed at Yan Shixun.
The audience looked at Yan Shixun from the perspective of looking up from the ground, and they felt their hearts tremble with fear. They were clearly not standing in front of Yan Shixun, but at home they dared not even breathe. They could only hold their breath and stare up at Yan Shixun's well-defined chin along the camera, losing their voice and thinking in a trance.
Yan Shixun's tall and slender body stood in the semi-darkness, the shadow cast by his hair covered his narrow and upturned dark eyes, and a sneer appeared on his light red lips. His slim black shirt outlined his perfectly taut muscles, and his thin waist and arms contained immeasurable powerful strength.
He is like a sword drawn from its sheath, with extreme power and beauty, yet so sharp that no one can approach him.
Just a few minutes ago, the audience was still excitedly discussing the ultimate beauty of Yan Shixun when he was angry, and were looking forward to seeing his angry face.
However, when they really faced each other, they were immersed in the trance of extreme beauty and suddenly realized——
This is the beauty of a blade, silently guarding the intersection of yin and yang. If a mortal approaches, he will be cut.
Zhang Wubing didn’t know that his “allies” had betrayed him. He shivered for a long time and then remembered what he had promised the audience before the live broadcast.
So he mustered up his courage, kept his promise and said tremblingly again: "Yan, Brother Yan, you, you, you didn't make it to the last place to be eliminated. According to our instructions, Brother Yan, you, still have to continue to follow the program team's schedule until you are eliminated at the end..."
However, Zhang Wubing's voice became smaller and smaller, and Yan Shixun's face became darker and darker.
The corridor of the hotel villa fell into a deathly silence.
Zhang Wubing dared not breathe and was trembling with fear. He felt that if he didn't die at the hands of the ghost, he would be beaten to death by his brother Yan first.
The door of the next room also quietly opened a crack.
Bai Shuang saw what happened from the live camera and looked outside cautiously, fearing that Zhang Wubing would be beaten to death and she would have no show to perform. She was terrified and wanted to go out to persuade him, but was too cowardly to push open the door.
She is afraid too!
Yan Shixun had keen hearing and noticed the heartbeat coming from the next room. He turned his head expressionlessly and glanced down at Zhang Wubing and the live broadcast equipment that Zhang Wubing was trying hard to hold on to even though he was scared to death.
After a long time, Yan Shixun finally sneered and broke the silence: "You are usually scared of ghosts, but now for your show, you are so brave that you dare to plot against me? Xiaobing, have you grown up?"
Hearing Yan Shixun's voice, Zhang Wubing felt that his brother Yan seemed to have given up on beating him to death. He raised his eyes tremblingly and looked at Yan Shixun in what he thought was a covert move.
"Yan, Brother Yan QAQ This is the only dream my child has in his life. If it can't be realized, my child's life will be no different from a walking corpse."
Even though his face was covered with tears and he looked worried and scared, Zhang Wubing's tone when he talked about his dream was the same as at the beginning, and he was serious as ever.
Yan Shixun glanced coldly at Zhang Wubing, who was almost frightened to death. After more than ten minutes, he finally snorted and said disdainfully: "Did you forget that this is a live broadcast? Can a director look like this in front of the camera? Hurry up and wipe your face, it's so dirty."
Zhang Wubing stared at Yan Shixun blankly for several times before he dared to confirm that his brother Yan really did not intend to beat him to death.
So he didn't care that this was in front of the camera, the most important thing was that his brother Yan was not angry with him - the world is so big, and he can only survive with Brother Yan!
He fell to the ground, slid quickly along the shiny floor tiles with a "wow" and hugged Yan Shixun's calf with skillful movements.
"Brother Yan! Wuwuwu, I love you so much. No, you are my daddy! Daddy, daddy, thank you, daddy!"
Yan Shixun retreated in disgust: "Get out of the way! Your nose is about to burst into tears, don't rub it on my clothes. What do you mean by love or not, it's so disgusting, shut up!"
It was not until this moment that the audience in front of the camera finally breathed a sigh of relief.
[Director, you are such a warrior! I declare that from today on I am your fan. It is so awesome. You dared to speak despite the look in Brother Yan’s eyes. You are so brave.]
[I was so scared that I couldn't even speak. My mom asked me why I didn't sleep, and I opened my mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word. Director, you are such a warrior!]
[Fuck, when Brother Yan looked at me just now, I almost fell to my knees. It was so scary. Is this the man who can exorcise ghosts and suppress evil spirits? Absolutely amazing. He is worthy of being Brother Yan.]
[Wow, I just said that I wanted to make Brother Yan angry every day, but as soon as I saw Brother Yan's angry face, I knelt down. Sorry, I may be too fond of dragons.]
[Me too... I didn't watch this show before, I just received the screenshots sent by the Oats and licked the screen, and even posted a status saying that Brother Yan is so handsome when he is angry, he should be more angry. Now? Sorry, it was the child who was reckless before, the child took back what he said and deleted the status immediately! Brother Yan should be happy every day, when he gets angry, my little heart really can't bear it. ]
After Yan Shixun's anger subsided, the barrage and comments on the live broadcast slowly returned to normal.
Bai Shuang in the next room finally mustered up the courage to open the door, and waved and greeted Yan Shixun awkwardly under his expectant gaze.
"Brother Yan, what a coincidence! You're also participating in the next show. Hahaha, hahaha..."
Under Yan Shixun's gaze, Bai Shuang's voice became lower and lower, and then she shut up silently.
Yan Shixun snorted coldly with an expressionless face, glared at Zhang Wubing, said "Go to bed" and then turned and went into the room.
In the corridor, Zhang Wubing let out a long sigh, dusted himself off, stood up, raised his hand calmly and greeted Bai Shuang: "I'm just here to mop the floor, and I'll leave after I'm done. Teacher Bai, go to bed early, good night."
Bai Shuang: “…”
The audience in front of the camera: “…”
Mop the fucking floor!
Behind the closed door, Yan Shixun began to think again about what had just been interrupted by Zhang Wubing.
He fell into an inexplicable coma, his soul left his body and went to Fengdu Ghost City, and he saw with his own eyes the end of the evil ghost Xishuang. He did not think this was a coincidence.
Especially at the end, when he was spotted by a certain being in Fengdu Palace and glanced at him...
At that moment, the sense of crisis and the instinctive will to escape that arose from the depths of his soul indicated the danger of that existence.
And most importantly, the pressure and eerie ghostly aura made him feel a long-lost familiarity.
It was very similar to the feeling he had more than ten years ago when his parents abandoned him at the market, he encountered an evil ghost and discovered his talent for exorcism for the first time.
Yan Shixun's expression was stern, and he began to calculate skillfully with his slender fingers.
However, no matter how many times he calculated, he always failed.
Don't ask for divination at midnight, as asking will bring disaster.
This incident happened around 12 o'clock, the most difficult time of the day to predict and ask questions to heaven and earth. Yan Shixun felt as if he was in a completely blank room isolated from the world and could not get any information at all.
Moreover, ever since he followed the program crew to Guishan, his divination has been hindered by an unknown force, causing him to lose his previous ability to predict every divination accurately.
Under the double influence, Yan Shixun tried for a long time without any results, and had to reluctantly put it aside temporarily.
"Evil ghost, Fengdu..."
Yan Shixun chewed on the key information and suddenly remembered the scene a hundred years ago when Xi Shuang became a fierce ghost in Xi Shuang's memory in Guishan Villa. The one who made Xi Shuang become a fierce ghost at that time called himself Fengdu!
And just now when his soul left his body and was in Fengdu, he heard with his own ears the faceless being say that it was he who allowed Xi Shuang to become a fierce ghost.
Could it be that these two are the same entity?
Yan Shixun kept this doubt in mind.
…
"Can a fierce ghost be shaken?"
In Fengdu, amidst the eerie ghostly atmosphere, a low and cold sneer came from the deepest darkness.
"It is surprising that a living person can sway a fierce ghost and persuade it to willingly reincarnate."
"Thousands of years later, there are actually such illegal exorcists in the world, huh..."
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Amid the carefully suppressed anticipation and excitement of fans, the show’s crew finally announced the guests and location for the next journey.
The much-anticipated Yan Shixun is on the list.
This made many fans squatting in front of the live broadcast cheer immediately.
"We can continue watching Brother Yan!"
In addition, the guest lineup of the program has changed greatly.
Because of the danger encountered during the last trip to Guishan, the program team has attracted much attention and gained a lot of popularity, almost becoming a frequent topic of discussion on social and video platforms.
The program has resulted in a surge or even doubling of the number of fans for all the guests, except Liu Yiyi and others. The program has also become a hot commodity in the eyes of major entertainment companies and agents, who are eager to get their own artists in it.
As for seeing ghosts? Being in danger?
It doesn't matter! Fortunes are sought in danger! Haven't you seen the number of fans of the previous guests now? For example, An Nanyuan Baishuang, the number of fans has even doubled and the status has been improved. Even if they encounter ghosts, it is worth it!
Besides, even if there really was a ghost last time, there wouldn't necessarily be one this time, right? This show and this director wouldn't always be unlucky enough to encounter ghosts, right?
Therefore, with a gambling mentality of hoping for luck, many popular or talented celebrities entered this program as guests.
Because she was too frightened, Ding Qian asked to temporarily withdraw from the show. Naturally, the other guests who were injured or had mental breakdowns could no longer continue to participate.
Instead, there is an actress who has recently become popular because of a romance drama, Anthony, a trainee from the same agency as An Nanyuan, Song Ci, a third-generation rich friend of Zhang Wubing, and a third-tier male star who squeezed in with the help of resources.
Because the position of tour guide was vacant and no suitable person could be found, Zhang Wubing thought about it and solemnly gave the position to Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun: ...
Forget it, just beat him to death.
After gathering at the villa hotel in Guishan, the guests and the program crew released a preview of the upcoming next journey on the social platform, and also posted a group photo of all the guests.
Among the many smiling faces in the photo, only Yan Shixun's face was terribly gloomy, as if the space where he was had turned dark.
The fans who saw it with sharp eyes couldn't stop laughing.
[My brother Yan has worked hard hahaha, the director risked his life to stay here.]
[The funniest thing is that Brother Yan still doesn’t have a social media account! When the program team officially tagged the guests, Brother Yan was the only one missing, hahaha.]
[It’s great to have a travel variety show to watch. The summer flood season is here. We heard that there might be heavy rain in the nearby mountains. We can’t go out. Oh, I can’t hold it in any longer.]
"Our next stop is Wild Wolf Peak, 300 kilometers away from Binhai City. It is known to have the clearest night sky in the summer. Everyone, let's set off now."
After Zhang Wubing announced the itinerary and destination with a smile, he immediately signaled Yan Shixun, who was serving as the tour guide, to ask everyone to get on the bus and set off.
However, Yan Shixun snorted coldly, showing no enthusiasm at all, and raised his chin towards the high-end tourist minibus next to him: "Let's go."
Be frugal with words.
Zhang Wubing: “…”
Fortunately, the guests had either interacted with Yan Shixun before, or were more eager than Zhang Wubing to start the show quickly to attract topics and traffic for themselves, so they didn't care about Yan Shixun's cold attitude. They each opened the split screen and started getting on the bus with their luggage, creating a lively and relaxed atmosphere of friends going out for a spring outing together.
Zhang Wubing quietly ran over and whispered to Yan Shixun behind the live broadcast main screen: "Brother Yan, we are just before the live broadcast. There are still so many people who like you. Saying a few more words may have a better effect and increase your popularity."
Yan Shixun said expressionlessly: "I don't need it, I just want to go home."
Zhang Wubing: ...I can't respond to that. Brother Yan, if you leave now, the oats will tear me apart.
At this time, a tall man walked over from not far away with long and straight legs.
His strong and upright figure showed beautiful lines through his clothes when he walked, revealing the strength of his tight muscles and the beauty of his contours. When he stood next to Zhang Wubing, he immediately blocked the entire sun, casting a deep dark shadow in front of him.
He was wearing a peaked cap with the brim pulled down very low, and said to Zhang Wubing in a low, magnetic voice: "Director, the route to Wild Wolf Peak has been checked, and we can set off now."
Yan Shixun's sense of crisis seemed to be triggered. He raised his eyes instantly and looked at the man sharply.
Zhang Wubing showed no signs of crisis, but nodded calmly and said with a smile, "Okay, then we can set off after they have finished moving their luggage."
Then, noticing Yan Shixun's vigilant gaze, Zhang Wubing introduced, "Last time, the director's assistant was unlucky enough to hire a college student whose identity was replaced by an evil ghost. This time, I hired a new one, and this is the new assistant."
The man responded nonchalantly, not like a subordinate responding to his superior, but rather like someone who had been in a high position for a long time condescending to his subordinates.
Then, he turned to Yan Shixun, with a faint smile, and asked in a deep voice: "Yan Shixun?"
The man lifted the brim of his hat, revealing his face that was hidden by the shadow of the hat.
If Yan Shixun is the unrestrained and unruly handsome man, then this man is the evil ghost that has sunk into the darkness of the eternal night.
The face under the brim of the hat was as if it was carved by a knife and axe, with hard lines, but it was cold and gloomy without a trace of blood. His sharp eyebrows flew diagonally like a distant mountain, and there were a few strange black marks on his temples. His narrow eyes were as black as ink, and a trace of red light flashed like an illusion, which made the people being stared at shudder.
Only at this moment, when he faced Yan Shixun and his bloodless lips pulled into a smile, did he suddenly come alive.
It was as if he had walked down from a clay altar of ghosts and gods, stepped into the human world, and was contaminated by the fireworks and vitality of the human world.
Yan Shixun felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and felt a surge of irritability rising from his heart. Although he was clearly facing a human, he instinctively wanted to make a spell to exorcise the ghost.
Under this irritability, Yan Shixun's tone was also extremely bad: "I am Yan Shixun, what's wrong?"
The man just chuckled.
"Hello, Yan Shixun."
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