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 smile 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 arm 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 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.
可碰上顾师父后，他几次三番的不自然、微红的耳廓，甚至主动联系……这些细微的变化，不得不令符轻岸多想。
她当场就怒斥了晏许归。
话还没说完，就被屏幕中晏承漆冷如墨的眸子狠狠一刺。
这场打着拉近家人关系的念头，而开启的视频通话最终不欢而散。
这也是他们第一次明确地接收到来自晏承的不悦、不满。
以及怒意。
是对晏许归的。
哪怕当年身板削瘦、才到符轻岸肩头的少年拉着行李箱，目光坚定地表示自己要住出去时，他们都没在少年的脸上看到丁点怒气，没听到半句怨言。
夫妻俩明白，晏承是真的很生气。
符轻岸惶恐不安了一整天，直到接收到晏承的信息，脸色的愁容才散去些许。
踌躇片刻，她又戳着晏鹤的手臂，让他继续回信……
'嗡’的一声轻颤
晏承睁开双眸。
他阖上的眼睫微微颤抖，像是在竭力隐忍痛楚。
偌大的客厅寂静无声，他可以卸下所有的防备，一双浅珀色的瞳孔干净分明，却莫名有种水色。
看清消息内容，他神色晦暗，半晌呼出一口闷气。
内腑更痛了。
“阿承，爸先替你弟弟给昨天的事情道歉，顾师父对我们家有恩，不应当那么不敬，我明天让他给你打电话。
你弟脑袋梗，说出的话总是这样惹人烦，但他没有坏心思，也很敬爱你这个兄长……”
后面还有一些话，大抵是解释晏许归只是被外面的消息、以及对女友的感情影响了对顾之桑的感官。
晏承不太想看了。
其实晏许归的看法、哪怕是对他这个长兄的好恶，晏承完全不在乎。
他只是不愿让桑桑被不明所以的话语中伤。
更对父母那副小心翼翼、每次看过去都带着讨好和歉意的神情感到挫败。
他将手机丢远了些，肌理分明的身躯微蜷，从破碎绵长的呼吸中泄出痛意。
安静的环境、以及洪水般尖锐的痛苦，会消磨人的理智和坚韧，强行剥开内里的脆弱。
晏承不想回忆只有痛苦的过往，却抑制不住那些记忆碎片，往他脑袋里钻。
对于童年，他是麻木的。
天生的聪颖和坚毅，让他心智远比同龄人成熟。
可与生俱来的灾厄体质，让这份成熟也成了格格不入，成了他是怪物、并被变本加厉欺负的理由。
玄门里的小孩儿多是玄二代，就算还未开化出道行，光凭着他们父母给的防身、攻击符箓，就够他受的。
他既无父母庇佑，也没有符法傍身，唯一能做的就是勉强活着。
年幼的晏承，小时候也是期待过父母和温情的。
他第一次被允许回家、去和父母见一见，是他五岁的时候。
尽管他不懂太多人情世故，但仍对未曾谋面过的亲人抱有极大的幻想和期待，吭哧吭哧抱着自己脏兮兮的小衣服洗了几遍，才怀着忐忑和怯意、被几个看守他的玄师带到晏家。
他第一次见到了父母。
和幻想中的一样，晏鹤和符轻岸都是姿容出众、气质绝佳的人，看到他的瞬间，他妈妈便泣不成声，父亲也红着眼眶蹲下身、朝他张开双手。
可小晏承的视线，还是忍不住挪到了母亲的臂弯。
他从未躺过的温床里，一个小小软软的婴儿脸颊柔软，被轻柔抱着。
哪怕是哭泣，符轻岸都在下意识地忍着声音让自己不那么崩溃，以免吓醒臂弯里的小儿子。
小晏承僵硬着走了过去，小声喊了一句‘爸爸’。
他从没学过要怎样撒娇、哭泣，小小年纪便失去了肆意笑容的能力，乖得令人心疼。
符轻岸也哭着蹲下身，似是想把另一位家庭成员介绍给第一次相见的大儿子。
许是周围的动静太大了，婴儿被闹醒了，啼哭不止，怎么哄都哄不好。
一时间所有人的注意力都被吸引过去，站在晏承身后的玄师轻飘飘说了一句：
'应该是被晏承身上的煞气吓到了吧，没办法，他生来就阴郁，婴孩儿对这些东西感应又灵敏，别说俗世的孩子，就是我们门派里的小孩儿都挺怕他。’
在符轻岸和晏鹤的无措中，另一人不耐道：
'赶紧把孩子抱远点不就行了，吵吵嚷嚷烦死人了。’
于是小晏承便在沉默中，看着符轻岸哄着弟弟离开的背影，他蓦得生出难言的委屈，抿着唇丝毫不吭声，眼泪颗颗砸落。
那是他第一次哭，也是唯一一次。
晏鹤还以为他是思亲，笨拙安抚着：‘妈妈马上回来……’
在他们的观念里，晏承只是一个5岁的孩子，能懂什么呢。
偏生晏承年少聪颖，什么都懂。
晏家夫妻那些意识不到的小动作，他们对弟弟晏许归的亲昵……都像无形的尖锥，刺着晏承的心。
那一刻他幼小的脑袋忽然想清楚一件事：
爸爸妈妈的宝贝，永远不可能是他。
不会是晏承。
他们有了弟弟，这个家庭早已没有他的位置了。
哪怕晏承已经忘记中途他们说了什么、做了什么，可他永远记得初见时那一幕，也记得自己离开晏家时，心中十分的不舍已削减一半。
后面的每一年，他都能回一次晏家。
每一次晏鹤和符轻岸夫妇都以礼待贵宾的态度，去迎接这个儿子，见到他的第一眼便开始哭，不停说他们对不起自己，似是想把这些年的愧疚全部在一天之内补偿给晏承。
殊不知越是这么做，只会让晏承越觉得无法融入这个家庭。
日复一日长大的晏许归学会了说话，会躲在父母的身后偷看这个哥哥。
或许小孩子真的对阴煞邪祟感受度灵敏，晏许归经常被他吓哭，搞得晏鹤同符轻岸十分尴尬，冷着脸训斥他。
六、七岁的晏许归也很敏感，能感觉到爸爸妈妈对这个哥哥的关注和愧疚，常哭闹着说不想要哥哥，说他抢走了自己的爸妈；
又气又恼的晏家夫妻自然又是一顿好打，逼着他给晏承道歉。
逐渐长大、也长得漠然坚毅的晏承，其实并没有太多悲伤，他只觉得难受。
替自己，也替晏家夫妻和晏许归。
站在晏许归的角度，自己的确是一个夺走父母关注的外来者，被讨厌也是应该的。
至于晏家父母，他们的愧疚远大于羁绊，只要过去十年的事情发生过，他们三就永远做不成真正的父母和孩子。
他们会怒斥晏许归、甚至出手教训，相处时不经意流露出的温情和无奈，是日复一日相处中积累的默契；
可面对自己便永远是讨好、是弥补，不会像对晏许归那样亲昵。
他也早已丧失了孩子同父母撒泼打滚的能力。
晏承想，自己就是一根横在晏家的‘刺’。
有了他处处碍眼，没了他一切才是恢复正轨。
故而他在十四岁那年，就搬出了晏家。
这些年晏家夫妻应该也懂得了真正的相处之法，为此做着努力，晏许归也成熟许多敛去了幼时的针对，晏承不忍抚了他们的好意，努力迎合。
渐渐的他们似乎真成了一家人。
可所有人心里都清楚，沟壑邃谷是怎么也填不满的，现在所做的一切不过是在粉饰太平。
就像现在，晏承知道晏许归并非针对自己，可若他将自己当兄长，重视自己，至少不会在自己的面前随意贬低自己的救命恩人。
而晏鹤与符轻岸虽也明白小儿子的过失，为他道歉，可话语中亲昵仍亲疏分明。
晏承自诩不是个敏感、小心眼的人。
可在阴煞折磨至崩溃的边缘，他还是被其中浓浓的负面情绪感染到了，一阵烦心。
手机还在持续地震。
静默了许久的晏承呆坐着，像只被所有人遗弃、并遗忘的可怜大狗。
他眨了眨干涩的眼睛，半晌伸长手臂，又把那时不时作响的手机勾了过来。
哪怕表面多么冷酷疏离，剥开内里还是柔软的。
晏承知道，自己不回复的话符轻岸会想很多，会为他们的兄弟感情‘不和’而坐立不安。
他不想让这个温柔敏感的母亲寝食难安，还是选择回复。
晏鹤又发了一些语音条。
有他的声音，也有符轻岸柔柔的嗓音，包含着对他的歉意。
晏承撑着脑袋大致又听了几句，沉默着编写了两句安抚的话，发了过去。
收到了儿子回复，符轻岸高悬的心才重新落下。
她和晏鹤并不想这么快、这么突兀地结束这次的聊天，显得他们只是在意小儿子晏许归，实际上他们更想要和晏承亲近。
于是晏鹤便将话题转到了他感兴趣的事情。
“听技术部门的小蒋说，你在让他们做一个全新的、全方面的系统升级，连国安部都有在合作，真是厉害！
你爹我二十出头的时候，都是小打小闹。”
提到这段时间最上心的事情，晏承多了几分正视。
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 and indifferent as usual. He looked quite pure and silly, which she found quite interesting.
"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 =_=