It had been just over ten days since Yan Cheng last cleared away the evil spirits. The increasingly serious evil spirits squeezed out from unknown corners, gathered around him again, and penetrated deep into his spine.
At first he thought that his body was useless, like a drug addict who had tasted the taste of marrow and the dampness and pain in his bone marrow nerves were being removed bit by bit. He had experienced the relief he had not felt for a long time, and his tolerance for pain was not strong enough.
Or maybe he has developed 'drug resistance'.
The more help he got from Gu Zhisang, the more severe the backlash of the evil spirits became, causing the speed at which the evil spirits gathered in his body to increase significantly.
But after observing for a while, Yan Cheng found that this was not the case.
The changes that occurred in him did not seem to be caused by him...
The evil energy is increasing.
He came into contact with more supernatural things, and even felt like he was taken to the underworld. Even though his fate had not been changed or he had his fortune blessed, his physique still underwent natural changes.
Yan Cheng can see things from the underworld.
Not only ghosts, but also the dark and constantly rolling evil spirits around him.
Seeing these things drilling into his seven orifices and pores with his own eyes, Yan Cheng couldn't help but smiled bitterly.
No wonder I was considered unknown.
As he was lost in thought, his cell phone vibrated slightly.
Yan Cheng's pupils, which had been deliberately empty in order to reduce his attention to the pain, slowly focused. The moment he came back to his senses, the coldness that pierced into his heart made his eyebrows twitch.
There are not many people who can send messages to his private account in his private time, and he knows who they are with his eyes closed.
With some unclear expectations, he picked up the phone and looked at the screen. His slender fingertips were slightly cold and looked like translucent jade.
"Ah Cheng, are you asleep? When we were on video yesterday, your mother said that you didn't look well and she was a little worried about your health recently. How about asking Master Gu to take another look at you?"
The person who sent him the message was Yan He, his father.
Yan Cheng lowered his eyes: "No, I'm fine."
As if realizing that the tone was too cold, he pursed his beautiful lips and added:
"Don't worry about me. It's getting cold. Remember to ask Aunt Xu to make an appointment for Mom to see a doctor early. And don't wear such thin clothes."
On the other side, Fu Qing'an looked nervous and stared at her husband's hands.
"Well, what did my son say?"
Yan He: "Yes, take a look for yourself."
Seeing his wife's mood improve after a day of depression, Yan He slowly said:
"Acheng is not a three-year-old child. He can take care of himself. When I was his age, I was not even one-tenth of him..."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qing'an glanced at him.
The beautiful middle-aged woman over fifty has fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her figure is still well maintained, with fair skin, beautiful lips and long eyes. Her perfect appearance in her youth is clearly visible.
"Ability is one thing, but he doesn't take his body seriously. He always tries to hold on by himself. If the people around him hadn't told us, we, as parents, wouldn't know anything!" Fu Qingan's eyes turned red as he spoke:
"It's my fault that I'm incompetent and let my son be bullied at such a young age. It's reasonable for him to blame us..."
"Oh, why are you talking about this again? Acheng still remembers that you have bad joints and asked me to take good care of you. How could he blame you when he cares about you?" Yan He sighed and gently put his arms around his wife's shoulders.
Having said that, the middle-aged man over fifty also felt infinite guilt:
"If you want to blame someone, blame me for being too weak!"
When his wife was pregnant and giving birth, the child was taken away by someone from the Xuanmen who suddenly appeared before he even had time to hold the child.
At that time, Yan He was twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was a rising star in Chengdu and the business world. He was successful in his career and had a loving wife. Everyone would say that he was a young talent with high spirits.
But the existence of metaphysics is above the secular world.
More than 20 years ago, even the country had just established the spiritual group and was still in the process of exploration. How could a "vulgar" and "insignificant" businessman like him resist the mysterious sect that had been hidden for thousands of years?
Yan He still remembers the old senior from the Qianqing Sect, with his long white beard, who placed his hands gently on the neck of his crying, red-bodied newborn son, as if with just a little force, the child's crying and life would come to an abrupt end.
He wanted to step forward to stop them, to take his son back, to vent his anger, to loudly ask what these people were doing, but at the moment he spoke, the old man glanced at him lightly.
Indifference, contempt, displeasure...
The "God" who is high above and has the power of life and death is looking down at the ants.
The gaze was as real as a knife, scraping his skin and sending a chill down his spine, making him unable to move his legs any further.
If the two people beside him hadn't dissuaded him, Yan He suspected that he would have been defeated by a look.
When he came to his senses, he was sweating profusely. He listened blankly to the Taoist who claimed to be the head of Yiyuan Temple, Qin Daoren, saying:
"When your son was born, evil spirits from all directions gathered around him. I'm afraid he is the reincarnation of the extremely evil ghost Turo. Once his human body can no longer resist the evil spirits and collapses, he will create evil creatures in this world and bring disaster to the world..."
From beginning to end, the white-bearded old man holding the baby only said with disgust:
"Damn you, you evil creature."
Yan He was in great pain and begged desperately, but still failed to keep his son.
The other two companions who looked more friendly told him that even if his son would not be strangled immediately, it would be impossible to let him grow up in the secular world, so he should be mentally prepared.
Taoist Chang Qin said: "Actually, giving up this child may not be a bad thing for you. He is born unlucky and carries bad luck. If you stay close to him for a long time, it will easily bring bad influence to you and your wife."
"Your wife had a heavy hemorrhage during childbirth and almost died. This may have been due to his influence."
Yan He was in a daze, feeling desperate and at a loss.
A day ago, he was a rising star with everything going smoothly for him, but in the blink of an eye, he couldn't even protect his own flesh and blood, let alone how to explain to his wife who was still in a coma.
Perhaps it was because the gaze of the old man from the Qianqing Sect was too cold, or maybe he was frightened by the "evil creature" and "evil spirit" they mentioned, in any case, the young man Yan He retreated at that moment.
Afterwards, after learning countless times about the suffering Yan had endured, and seeing his eldest son's increasingly cold eyes and increasingly silent and gloomy temperament during the few times they met, Yan He always felt regretful and hated his own incompetence.
Therefore, when Yan Cheng calmly said that he did not blame himself, Yan He almost evasively believed it and never asked any more questions;
He was afraid to hear his eldest son's hatred.
Yan He wanted to give everything he had to compensate Yan Cheng, but Yan Cheng didn't need it.
This child was smart, and had the ruthlessness to grit his teeth and keep silent even when his bones were broken. He was far better than him and most people in this world. After returning to the Yan family, he quickly grew vigorously, and in the blink of an eye he reached a height that even he could not reach.
He and his wife were very proud of him, but they felt guilty and dared not get close to him.
Let's talk about the two children of the Yan family.
The eldest son, Yan Cheng, was released by Xuanmen at the age of ten due to his physical condition. He lived at home for less than two years and has been living alone since he was a teenager.
The youngest son, Yan Xugui, has become obsessed with racing in the past two years. He races on dangerous mountain roads and never goes home.
The two children have never been close to each other since they were young. Although they are brothers, there is always a gap between them.
The couple wanted to bring their family closer together and made many efforts to this end.
After dinner yesterday, the four of them had a rare video call as a family. Fu Qing'an and Yan Xugui talked most, while Yan Cheng listened silently.
After all, mother and son are connected by heart. Even through the screen, Fu Qing'an noticed that Yan Cheng's condition was not right.
When she asked a few more questions, she inevitably mentioned Gu Zhisang who helped her son relieve his pain.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xugui, who had been laughing, suddenly frowned and asked:
"Brother's condition has been alleviated by using the jade finger bone, so why are you still contacting that Gu Zhisang? There's no need. Didn't the Taoist Master Qin of Yiyuan Temple say that if there are any problems, I can go to him?"
There was some displeasure towards Gu Zhisang in his words.
Like Fu Qing'an and his wife, outsiders only knew about the existence of the jade finger bones and heard that the jade finger bones used to be a thing of the Xuanmen sect. They did not know that Yan Cheng could reduce the evil spirits, and more importantly, he had the help of Gu Zhisang.
In addition, Yan Xugui has recently become close to a female celebrity in the entertainment industry named Yu Fengqing and started dating her.
It is said that Xiao Yu and Master Gu debuted together before, but their relationship was not very good. Since a year or two ago, fans of the two have been fighting.
Yan Xugui heard many true and false words from his lover's agent and company assistant, such as Gu Zhisang snatching resources and personal image, etc., and felt that his girlfriend was being bullied.
Therefore, he has always had a bad impression of Gu Zhisang.
Yan He and Fu Qing'an had heard a little about these things.
But the two of them are not stupid or brainless people. Putting aside Feng Qing as a person, they really don't like what the agents around her say.
Gu Zhisang is their son's savior, and they also like the young, mysterious and powerful girl very much. They don't believe that she would do what the online public opinion says.
After scolding Yan Xugui twice, he still wouldn't listen. In desperation, the couple could only order him not to mention it again.
Who knew this kid would be such a jerk, saying those words in front of A Cheng while watching the home video.
Fu Qing'an's heart skipped a beat at that moment.
Although she did not dare to get close to her eldest son, she paid close attention to him and was most sensitive to the changes in him.
Yan Cheng has few friends, has never been in a relationship, and seems to have only one option in life: work;
Pursuing the game of business in numbness and pain is the only joy he can find in living.
But after meeting Master Gu, he behaved unnaturally several times, his ears turned slightly red, and he even took the initiative to contact him... These subtle changes made Fu Qing'an think more.
She angrily scolded Yan Xugui on the spot.
Before he could finish his words, he was stabbed hard by Yan Chengqi's inky eyes on the screen.
This video call, which was initiated with the intention of bringing the family closer together, ended in a bad way.
This was also the first time that they clearly received Yan Cheng's displeasure and dissatisfaction.
And anger.
It is for Yan Xugui.
Even when the skinny boy, who was barely as tall as Fu Qing'an's shoulder, pulled his suitcase and looked determined to move out, they did not see any anger on his face, nor did they hear a word of complaint.
The couple understood that Yan Cheng was really angry.
Fu Qing'an was in a state of panic the whole day, until he received Yan Cheng's message, the sad expression on his face eased a little.
After hesitating for a moment, she poked Yan He's arm again, asking him to continue writing...
A slight tremor of 'hum'
Yan Cheng opened his eyes.
His closed eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to hide the pain.
The huge living room was silent. He could let down all his guard. His pair of light amber pupils were clear and distinct, yet inexplicably watery.
After seeing the content of the message, his expression became gloomy and he let out a breath after a while.
The pain inside was even worse.
"Ah Cheng, Dad will first apologize on behalf of your brother for what happened yesterday. Master Gu has been kind to our family, and we shouldn't be so disrespectful. I'll ask him to call you tomorrow.
Your brother is a bit stubborn and always says things that are annoying, but he has no bad intentions and he respects you as his brother..."
There are some more words at the end, which mostly explain that Yan Xugui's feelings towards Gu Zhisang were influenced by the news outside and his feelings for his girlfriend.
Yan Cheng didn't want to watch it anymore.
In fact, Yan Cheng didn't care at all about Yan Xugui's opinion, or even his likes and dislikes for his elder brother.
He just didn't want Sangsang to be hurt by incomprehensible words.
I felt even more frustrated by my parents' cautious attitude and the flattering and apologetic expressions they gave me every time.
He threw the phone farther away, his muscular body curled up slightly, and pain leaked out from his broken and long breaths.
The quiet environment and the sharp pain like a flood will erode people's reason and tenacity, and forcibly peel off the inner fragility.
Yan Cheng didn't want to recall the painful past, but he couldn't stop those fragments of memory from drilling into his head.
He is numb to his childhood.
His natural intelligence and perseverance make him mentally much more mature than his peers.
However, his innate disastrous physique made this maturity incompatible with his appearance, and became the reason why he was called a monster and was bullied even more severely.
Most of the children in the Xuanmen are the second generation of Xuanmen. Even if they have not yet mastered the Taoism, the self-defense and attack talismans given by their parents are enough to make them suffer.
He had neither the blessing of his parents nor any magic spells to rely on, the only thing he could do was to barely stay alive.
Young Yan Cheng also looked forward to parents and warmth when he was young.
The first time he was allowed to go home and see his parents was when he was five years old.
Although he did not understand the ways of the world, he still had great fantasies and expectations about his relatives whom he had never met. He washed his dirty little clothes several times with great trepidation and timidity, and was taken to the Yan family by several masters who were guarding him.
He met his parents for the first time.
Just like in the fantasy, Yan He and Fu Qing'an were both people with outstanding looks and excellent temperament. The moment they saw him, his mother burst into tears, and his father squatted down with red eyes and opened his arms to him.
But little Yan Cheng couldn't help but move his gaze to his mother's arms.
In the warm bed where he had never lain, a tiny baby with soft cheeks was held gently.
Even when she was crying, Fu Qing'an was subconsciously holding back the sound so as not to collapse too much, so as not to wake up her little son in her arms.
Little Yan Cheng walked over stiffly and whispered "Dad".
He never learned how to act like a spoiled child or cry, and at a very young age he lost the ability to smile freely, becoming so obedient that it makes people feel distressed.
Fu Qing'an also squatted down and cried, as if he wanted to introduce another family member to his eldest son whom he met for the first time.
Perhaps the noise around was too loud, the baby was woken up and kept crying, and no matter how we tried to comfort him, he wouldn't stop.
All of a sudden, everyone's attention was drawn to it. The master standing behind Yan Cheng said lightly:
"It should be because he was frightened by the evil spirit on Yan Cheng. There is no way. He was born gloomy. Babies are very sensitive to these things. Not to mention the children in the secular world, even the children in our sect are afraid of him."
As Fu Qingan and Yan He were at a loss, another person said impatiently:
"Why don't you just take the child away? The noise is so annoying."
So little Yancheng watched in silence the back of Fu Qingan as he coaxed his brother away. He suddenly felt an unspeakable grievance, pursed his lips and said nothing, tears falling from his eyes.
That was the first and only time he cried.
Yan He thought he was missing his family, and comforted him awkwardly: "Mom will be back soon..."
In their opinion, Yan Cheng is just a 5-year-old child, what can he understand?
Unfortunately, Yan Cheng is young and smart, and he knows everything.
The unconscious little actions of the Yan family couple, their intimacy with their younger brother Yan Xugui... were like invisible spikes, piercing Yan Cheng's heart.
At that moment, his young mind suddenly figured out one thing:
He will never be mom and dad’s baby.
It can’t be Yan Cheng.
Now that they have a younger brother, there is no longer any place for him in the family.
Even though Yan Cheng had forgotten what they said and did during the process, he would always remember the scene when they first met. He also remembered that when he left the Yan family, the reluctance in his heart had been reduced by half.
He could return to the Yan family every year thereafter.
Every time Yan He and Fu Qing'an went to greet their son, they treated him as a distinguished guest. They would start crying the first time they saw him, and kept saying that they were sorry for themselves, as if they wanted to compensate Yan Cheng for all the guilt they had felt over the years in one day.
Little did he know that the more he did this, the more Yan Cheng would feel unable to fit into this family.
As Yan Xugui grew up day by day, he learned to speak and would hide behind his parents to peek at his brother.
Perhaps children are really sensitive to evil spirits. Yan Xugui is often frightened by him and cries, which makes Yan Hetong Fu Qing'an very embarrassed and they scold him with cold faces.
When he was six or seven years old, Yan Xugui was also very sensitive. He could sense his parents’ concern and guilt for his brother. He often cried and said he didn’t want his brother, saying that he had taken his parents away.
The angry and annoyed Yan couple naturally beat him up again and forced him to apologize to Yan Cheng.
Yan Cheng, who gradually grew up and became indifferent and resolute, was actually not too sad, he just felt uncomfortable.
For myself, and also for the Yan couple and Yan Xugui.
From Yan Xugui's perspective, he was indeed an outsider who took away his parents' attention, and it was reasonable for him to be hated.
As for Yan's parents, their guilt is far greater than their shackles. As long as what happened in the past ten years has happened, the three of them will never be able to be real parents and children.
They would angrily rebuke Yan Xugui, or even teach him a lesson. The warmth and helplessness that they inadvertently revealed when they were together were the tacit understanding accumulated from their daily interactions.
But when facing myself, he would always try to please and make amends, and he would never be as intimate as he was with Yan Xugui.
He had also long lost the ability to throw tantrums and fight with his parents like a child.
Yan Cheng thought that he was a thorn in the Yan family's side.
With him around, everything is an eyesore; without him, everything is back on track.
So he moved out of the Yan family when he was fourteen years old.
Over the years, the Yan couple should have understood the real way to get along with each other and have been working hard for it. Yan Xugui has also matured a lot and stopped targeting each other as he did in his childhood. Yan Cheng couldn't bear to reject their kindness and tried hard to please them.
Gradually, they seemed to have really become a family.
But everyone knows that the ravines and valleys can never be filled, and everything that is being done now is just to whitewash the situation.
Just like now, Yan Cheng knew that Yan Xugui was not targeting him, but if he regarded him as his brother and valued him, at least he would not casually belittle his savior in front of him.
Although Yan He and Fu Qing'an understood their youngest son's mistake and apologized for him, the intimacy in their words was still clear.
Yan Cheng claims that he is not a sensitive or petty person.
But when he was tortured by Yin Sha to the brink of collapse, he was still infected by the strong negative emotions and felt upset.
The phone continued to vibrate.
Yan Cheng sat there in silence for a long time, like a poor big dog abandoned and forgotten by everyone.
He blinked his dry eyes, stretched out his arm for a while, and hooked the cell phone that was ringing from time to time.
No matter how cold and distant the surface is, it is still soft inside.
Yan Cheng knew that if he didn't reply, Fu Qing'an would think a lot and would be restless about their brotherly discord.
He didn't want to disturb this gentle and sensitive mother, so he chose to reply.
Yan He sent some more voice notes.
There was his voice, and also Fu Qingan's soft voice, which contained apology to him.
Yan Cheng propped up his head and listened to a few more sentences. He silently composed two words of comfort and sent them over.
After receiving his son's reply, Fu Qing'an's heart finally settled down.
She and Yan He did not want to end this conversation so quickly and abruptly, as to make it seem like they only cared about their youngest son Yan Xugui. In fact, they wanted to be closer to Yan Cheng.
So Yan He changed the topic to something that interested him.
"I heard from Xiao Jiang in the technical department that you are asking them to do a brand new, comprehensive system upgrade, and even the Ministry of State Security is cooperating with them. That's amazing!
When your father and I were in our early twenties, we were just doing small fights."
When talking about the thing that has been most concerning to him during this period, Yan Cheng took it more seriously.
The person who facilitated this security system was, after all, Gu Zhisang, but these were all internal secrets, so he just replied with a few words about some information that could be discussed.
Yan He replied: "Your mother and I know how much effort you put into this new system, but the human body is not made of steel. You have to eat and rest regularly..."
Fu Qingan's voice interrupted: "Yes, your department's efficiency is already very high, don't push yourself so hard!"
Yan Cheng said silently in his heart: Not high.
He is a capitalist, but he still has a conscience.
Although the core team of the technical department was asked to stay in the office, they were offered three times the salary and various benefits in order to complete the new system and put it into application upgrade as soon as possible.
This was the only thing he could do for Gu Zhisang.
Before the new system was developed, every time he couldn't help but click on Gu Zhisang's profile picture and send a few words of greeting or regards, he couldn't send them.
The message from Yan He stopped.
Yan Cheng held up his phone and waited for more than ten seconds, but saw no new reply. On the back of his lowered hand, thin and winding blue veins climbed along his well-built arm and disappeared into the rolled-up black cuffs.
Suddenly, his eyes tightened, and he turned his head abruptly as if he sensed something, his face covered with coldness and vigilance.
However, when he saw the scene in the center of the living room behind him, his expression suddenly froze, with an expression of astonishment and surprise that could not be concealed.
Yan Cheng himself didn't know it, but his light-colored eyes suddenly brightened.
"Sang...Sangsang?"
He subconsciously stood up and wanted to move back a little.
This is a habit that Yan Cheng formed after he was able to see the evil spirit surging around him.
In the past, when others approached him, they felt that his aura was strong and difficult to approach, and they would feel scared if they stayed around him for a long time.
Now he takes the initiative to ask people in the company not to get too close to him. If there are children, elderly people, or pregnant women on the road, he will change his route so that his evil aura will cover as few people as possible.
Therefore, Yan Cheng became even more aloof and cold in the eyes of many people.
Glancing at Gu Zhisang's face that was engraved in his mind, Yan Cheng's body moved before his brain. Afraid that she would be swept away by the evil spirit, he stopped in his tracks the next second.
In the sight, Gu Zhisang's figure was looming in the rolling, ferocious yin energy, with a calm expression on his face.
Behind her was a tall, dark carved door, from which murky evil energy was emanating. Yan Cheng had seen it once and knew that it was the ghost gate to the underworld.
Even the ghost gate, which was full of spooky aura, was firmly suppressed by the powerful "qi" around Gu Zhisang, and could not do anything, let alone the evil aura gathered around him.
As soon as they met, the ghost energy under Gu Zhisang's feet became extremely brutal, pounced on the evil spirits in the room.
Yan Cheng felt that every time Gu Zhisang took a step closer to him, the evil spirit in his body would be torn like a piece of thin paper, and would be shattered until it was completely suppressed.
The cold air that blew towards me was mixed with the unique crisp scent of Gu Zhisang.
She looked at Yan Cheng's narrow eyes, his light amber pupils wide open, staring at her blankly. He didn't look as calm as usual and indifferent as interesting. He looked quite pure and silly, which she found quite.
"What are you looking at me for? Are you scared?"
If you think about it carefully, your sudden appearance would be tantamount to "trespassing", which would have a very bad impact.
Gu Zhisang apologized, "I sent you a message not long ago, you may not have seen it, I should have told you earlier."
Yan Cheng suddenly came back to his senses: "No..."
He was carried away by the ghostly aura, and felt that his nose and breath were filled with the scent of Gu Zhisang, which was faint but could not be ignored.
I don't know what he was thinking about, but a blush appeared on Bo Liang's ears.
Hearing Gu Zhisang say that a message had been sent, Yan Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the phone in his hand, wanting to see what Gu Zhisang had sent him.
However, he didn't know that the screen was still on the page where he was chatting with Yan He. Yan He, who had not sent messages for a long time, sent him two long voice messages at some point.
Because of nervousness, he subconsciously tightened his fingers, and his fingertips accidentally touched one of them. Fu Qingan's tentative and nervous voice came from the phone:
"Ah Cheng, are you interested in Master Gu? Mom doesn't have any other intentions in asking this. She just feels that you treat her differently. Every time you..."
Yan Cheng's pupils trembled, and he tried frantically to turn off the voice chat. Finally, he pressed the volume button hard, causing the sound to suddenly become smaller and disappear.
The voice on the screen was still playing, but there was no sound.
There was dead silence in the room.
Yan Cheng felt like his eyelids were burning.
In front of him was the person he had been thinking about all along, and also the person in his mother's voice. Just now, his dark thoughts that he dared not expose were suddenly exposed. It was so unexpected and made him nervous.
At this moment, the business tycoon who could remain calm and composed in the face of a commercial investment of tens of billions of dollars became like a timid high school boy, his heart beating like a drum and his ears burning slightly red.
Even the courage to look up to see the reaction of the person opposite me was gone...
The author has something to say:
Yan Cheng: I am unlucky and cannot affect ordinary people (pitiful) (lonely)
Sangsang: Evil spirit, huh? Swallow it =_=
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