Chapter 151 Guardian of the Spirit 19

That night, Xie Yinian lay in bed and thought for a long time.

Helping ghosts to complete their obsessions is definitely the right thing to do.

But just like what Ms. Yao said, before doing the right thing, he must first ensure his own safety. If

what happened today happens two or three more times, his sympathy will definitely be worn out. Even if he knows that he should not be angry with other ghosts, he will be too lazy to help ghosts.

Staying moderately vigilant is a way to protect yourself.

The next morning, Ban Xi and Xie Yinian met at the gymnasium.

They were going to complete the second commission today.

The second commission was not difficult. Xie Yinian used formations to assist, and Ban Xi used talismans as the main attack, and they easily took down the powerful ghost.

"Come on, come on, I'll treat you to dinner."

Ban Xi put his arm around Xie Yinian's shoulders, looking like a good brother.

During the meal, Ban Xi transferred one-third of the commission he received to Xie Yinian.

Xie Yinian knew that this was the norm, so he accepted it with peace of mind: "What are you going to do with the three ghosts yesterday?"

Ban Xi said: "Purify the resentment in them and send them to reincarnate."

Xie Yinian nodded. This was the best he could do.

Ban Xi took a bite of ice cream, stared at Xie Yinian, and was amazed.

Xie Yinian was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"You were a rookie a year ago, but now you can seal a powerful ghost alone. This training speed is too exaggerated."

Xie Yinian raised his chin slightly: "It's all because of my master's good teaching."

Ban Xi was so curious: "Who is your master?"

Xie Yinian: "Can I tell you this casually?"

Ban Xi laughed and scolded: "Look at your boastful look."

Xie Yinian was of course proud.

With such a good master like Ms. Yao, who else would be happy if he didn't secretly rejoice.

Ban Xi pulled Xie Yinian into a group chat called "I really can't catch ghosts".

Xie Yinian stared at the group chat name: "..."

The next second, three messages popped up in the group chat, all from the same person:

[Yidao Temple Zhan Bingyun: Wuhu, there's a newcomer again]

[Yidao Temple Zhan Bingyun: Welcome the newcomer!]

[Yidao Temple Zhan Bingyun: Sure, Ban Banxi, where did you trick the newcomer from?]

[Danhua Temple Ban Banxi: Go away, don't scare Nian Zi.]

[Yidao Temple Zhan Bingyun: Do you still need me to scare the newcomer? With the group chat name you chose, anyone who enters the group will be scared, okay?]

It can be seen that Zhan Bingyun resents this group chat name very much. Xie Yinian was amused and quickly greeted them in the group, and even changed the note to his real name like them.

[Yidao Temple Zhan Bingyun: Hey, why don't you note your family name? Aren't you a member of the Xie family? 】

【Xie Yinian: No, no, I have no sect】

【Zhan Bingyun of Yidao Temple: Oh, I am so sorry. In the world of Heavenly Masters, nine out of ten people with the surname Xie are from the Xie family. I saw that your surname was Xie too, so I made a mistake.】

【Xie Yinian: It’s okay, it’s okay】

Xie Yinian quietly opened the group list.

There were only eight members in the group, three of whom were from Danhua Temple, and the remaining four also noted their family or Taoist temple names, only he did not have any prefix.

No wonder Zhan Bingyun misunderstood at first.

【Ban Banxi from Danhua Temple: My lady, please, your relationship with the Xie family is so bad, I just pulled the Xie family into the group, and you tore them apart the next time】 【

Zhan Bingyun from Yida Temple: You are wrong, if you pulled someone from the lineage of the former clan leader, I would definitely welcome you with both arms and legs, nothing else】

【Ban Banxi from Danhua Temple: ...Forget about the small group, don't you say these things in public】

【Zhan Bingyun from Yida Temple: Hey hey hey, got it】

【Ban Banxi from Danhua Temple: By the way, I forgot to introduce him just now, Nian Zi is the one I was talking about, the newcomer who successfully presided over the necromancy ceremony in just three days! 】

Not only Zhan Bingyun, but the other two divers were also blown away by Banxi's news.

Zhan Bingyun was the most excited: [Wow, it took me five days, but my master was so excited that he couldn't sleep. What does three days mean? Nian Zi, if you think it's convenient, let's exchange our experiences in the necromancy ritual together! ]

[Ban Banxi from Danhua Temple: Tsk tsk tsk, what's the point of calling her Nian Zi! Do you know her? Why are you calling her that?]

[Zhan Bingyun from Yidao Temple: Go away, we'll become familiar with each other after chatting]

Xie Yinian probably guessed Zhan Bingyun's identity.

She is the one with the same name as Xie Chuan from the Xie family, who was born with Yin Yang Eyes.

People with Yin Yang Eyes can communicate with ghosts and gods. They can see the hiding places of ghosts and monsters at a glance and find the places where evil spirits live. They can be said to be the natural nemesis of ghosts and monsters.

No wonder she was so upset about the name of the group chat.

With her talent, she is definitely one of the best ghost catchers among the young generation.

Just as he was thinking about Zhan Bingyun's identity, Xie Yinian received a friend request from Zhan Bingyun.

He quickly clicked to accept it.

[Zhan Bingyun, a Taoist: Nianzi, I am definitely older than you. From now on, you can call me Sister Bingyun. I will protect you no matter what happens.]

Xie Yinian's eyes were slightly curved, and he had no interest in sweeping Zhan Bingyun: [Hello, Sister Bingyun]

Zhan Bingyun is indeed Ban Xi's good friend. The two have many similarities in their personalities, and they are both very enthusiastic.

But compared to Ban Xi, Zhan Bingyun's personality is more clear about what she loves and hates.

This can be seen from her conversation with Ban Xi about the Xie family.

What happened in the Xie family back then that made Ban Xi and Zhan Bingyun speak in a disgusted tone when they mentioned the Xie family?

Ban Xi spoke up and introduced to Xie Yinian: "Yi Dao Temple is best at making magic tools. If you want to make or buy any magic tools in the future, you can find Zhan Bingyun."

Xie Yinian said: "I didn't expect Sister Bingyun to be so good at making tools."

Ban Xi has a toothache. Why does Zhan Bingyun like to be called sister so much? "These days, in addition to the main job of catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, everyone will learn one or two other things."

"Just like I am good at making talismans, you are good at formations, and Zhan Bingyun is good at magic tools. If you are not good at anything, you will not only have to buy talismans, but also formation plates and magic tools in the future. There are too many places to burn money."

Xie Yinian deeply believes it.

He has drawn formation plates several times, and he had to use gold powder to make them.

Ban Xi was happy again: "The three of us complement each other. Nianzi, you should work hard to improve your formation skills. If there are any commissioned tasks in the future, I will ask you and Zhan Bingyun to do it together."

Ban Xi also knows other young masters who are good at formations.

But Ban Xi himself is a leader among the younger generation. Of course, the person who can catch his eye and make him send an invitation must be equally outstanding.

With the help of Xie Yinian, both tasks were completed very smoothly. After saving Xu Xing and others, Ban Xi said goodbye and left City D.

In a blink of an eye, it was the birthday of the director's grandmother.

Xie Yinian called Zhuzi and made an appointment with Zhuzi to go back to the orphanage together: "You go to order the cake, I will buy snacks and fruits, and other people will be responsible for the dishes."

Yao Rong suddenly said: "I will go to the orphanage with you."

Xie Yinian looked at her.

Yao Rong said gently: "I want to visit the place where you lived when you were a child."

The two went to the supermarket first, bought a bunch of fruit snacks, and a lot of nutritional products, and then took a taxi to the orphanage.

Zhuzi arrived a little earlier than them. Hearing the noise, he came out of the orphanage. When he saw Yao Rong, he was a little surprised: "Nian Zi, you are here. This is..."

He did not misunderstand the relationship between Yao Rong and Xie Yinian.

Yao Rong and Xie Yinian had a close relationship and the atmosphere was harmonious, but this closeness was the warmth between relatives, not the sweetness of a couple.

Xie Yinian introduced: "This is my master."

"So it's Nian Zi's master! Hello, master! It's so sunny outside, please come in!"

Zhuzi stood up in respect and invited Yao Rong into the house, taking the heavy fruit in her hand.

"Trouble." Yao Rong smiled slightly, and this smile diluted her aura, giving rise to a kind and approachable warmth and gentleness. "You must be Zhuzi, Yinian often mentioned you to me. Don't call me Master, just call me Aunt Yao."

Zhuzi said happily: "Hey, Aunt Yao!"

Xie Yinian: "..."

Why should he call Ms. Yao, but Zhuzi can call Aunt Yao!

This is unfair!

He was the first one to come!

Xie Yinian glared at Zhuzi angrily, but Zhuzi didn't even look at him, and kept calling Aunt Yao left and right.

More than half a year ago, Xie Yinian donated a large sum of money to the orphanage anonymously.

With this money, the orphanage was simply renovated, but in some places, it can still be seen that the funds are tight.

After entering the courtyard, Yao Rong went to greet the director first and gave him the skin care products she bought specially: "This is my first time here, so I brought some gifts."

The director smiled kindly: "You are too polite."

Yao Rong said sincerely: "You are the elder, it's my duty."

After chatting for a while, other children who had grown up and grew up in the orphanage came to see the director.

Yao Rong did not interrupt them to talk about the past, and wandered around the courtyard alone.

She walked from the courtyard to the teaching building, walked around the classroom, and just as she was about to walk out, the system reminded her: [Host, look at the wall on your left hand side]

Yao Rong's footsteps paused, walked to the wall, and looked left and right for several times before she realized what the system wanted her to see.

The wall was covered with children's graffiti, and the originally clean white wall turned gray.

But between the graffiti, there was a height sticker.

Next to the height sticker was a row of marks.

From one meter, to one meter one, one meter two... one meter seven.

Finally, it was one meter seventy-five.

Then, next to each mark, someone wrote a crooked name with a pencil: Xie Yinian.

In a trance, Yao Rong seemed to see a little boy about four years old, holding a pencil and gesturing in front of the wall for a long time, leaving a heavy first stroke.

After that, the little boy grew to five years old, six years old...

He would measure his height every year and write a stroke on the wall.

Until he grew to one meter seventy-five, half an adult.

"So you're here. I've been looking for you."

The young man's voice, as clear as the sun in June, came from outside the classroom.

Xie Yinian, wearing a yellow pullover, walked briskly to Yao Rong's side, followed her gaze, and laughed in surprise: "Hey, you found this."

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I didn't see you in the yard."

"Didn't I tell you that I wanted to see where you grew up, so I wandered around the orphanage." Yao Rong pulled Xie Yinian's arm and directed him to stand in front of the wall, "You haven't measured your height this year, have you?"

"No..."

Yao Rong took out a pencil from the pen holder next to her and turned it on her fingertips: "You've grown a lot taller again."

"Really!?" Xie Yinian said happily.

"Really." Yao Rong also smiled and asked him to stand still.

She measured his height with her eyes, raised her hand to carve a new mark on the wall, and wrote his name next to the mark: "1.78 meters."

"It will be stable when you grow to 1.85 meters in the future."

Yao Rong put the pencil back into the pen holder: "Why grow so tall?"

"It's certainly a good thing to grow taller." Xie Yinian leaned in to look at her words, then lowered his head to look at his own words below, feeling embarrassed, "I'll take you to see the lychee tree I planted."

"You also planted a tree?"

"Yes, it's growing well." Xie Yinian took Yao Rong to the yard and pointed at the lychee tree in the corner of the wall to show off. He also jumped up to pick lychees for Yao Rong, "Don't be fooled by the green skin of the lychee, without a bit of red, it's actually very sweet."

Yao Rong peeled it and smelled it: "You can tell it's sweet

just by the smell." "It will be more ripe in a few days, but it won't stay. If you're not careful, other children will pick them all."

Yao Rong smiled: "It seems you've experienced it."

The sultry summer breeze passed through the low courtyard wall, blowing the branches and leaves of the lychee tree, blowing up the strands of hair in front of Xie Yinian's forehead, revealing his full forehead.

He talked about his youth.

"When the lychee tree bore fruit for the first year, I kept waiting, but when I went to see it the next morning, I was dumbfounded. The ground was full of lychee shells. I cried so hard at the time, and the director's grandmother punished them and even bought me a lot of fruit with her own money."

"I'm the only one who has it. They don't."

Before Yao Rong could say anything, Xie Yinian suddenly smiled at her.

The scattered sunlight passed through the branches and fell into his eyes.

There was a foxy cunning in his eyes.

"Actually, I'm not that angry. But who told them to steal my lychees? I'll cry so loudly that the director will feel sorry for me and favor me."

Yao Rong stared at him: "Do you like being favored?" Xie

Yinian felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at him, and raised his hand to pat the branches of the lychee tree: "I like it. Everything in the orphanage is fair. Every child eats the same amount of fruit, takes the same amount of pencils, and gets the same amount of chicken. But who doesn't like to be treated specially?"

"But the director and the others are already very tired. I can't be ignorant and cause them unnecessary trouble. So the opportunity to be favored is very rare."

Yao Rong stood on tiptoe and picked a bunch of lychees for Xie Yinian: "What are the children who grew up in the orphanage like?"

Xie Yinian lowered his head and ate slowly: "Let me tell you about the other children I saw."

"Most of them are very sensible."

"But in fact, everyone has their own little thoughts. Everyone knows how to please the director and the others, and knows what kind of children adults like the most, and then they will subconsciously act like that." "

On the surface, they say that the orphanage is their home, but in fact, most of the time, they still feel like they are living under someone else's roof and lack a sense of security."

The broken hair fell on Xie Yinian's ears, half covering his red ears.

"The director is very kind to everyone and really treats everyone as her own child. But there are too many children, so the director has less love for each child."

Yao Rong looked at Xie Yinian quietly and sadly.

He was also a child who grew up in an orphanage.

"What kind of look is that..." Xie Yinian looked up at the sky, "I'll go see if there's anything I can do with the pillar."

When Yao Rong returned to the yard, everyone was sitting together reminiscing about their childhood.

Zhuzi complained: "Nianzi, do you remember when we were nine years old and heard a ghost story? You were afraid to sleep in the middle of the night, so you ran to stand in front of my bed with a pillow. I was dazed at the time, and saw a person standing at the head of the bed. I was so scared that I shouted "Mom, there is a ghost". When you saw that I was scared, you were not afraid anymore, and ran back to your bed and fell asleep. But I didn't sleep all night, and the next day I was criticized by the director's grandmother for disturbing other people's sleep."

Xie Yinian's eyes widened . Eyes: "Is that true?"

Zhuzi affirmed: "Yes!"

Xie Yinian spread his hands: "I forgot everything."

Zhuzi pulled him: "There is one more thing, you must have remembered. When we were eight years old, a kind person who ran a lychee orchard sent several baskets of lychees to the hospital. The director's grandmother gave everyone ten lychees. Lychees were expensive, and everyone was eating lychees for the first time, so they were reluctant to eat them. Only you ate them all in one go, and stared at the lychee-chewing eyes of others."

"Then you came up with a bad idea. You played house with all the children in the hospital, and you acted as everyone's elder, tricking everyone into being filial to you. Everyone was fooled by you, and each of them gave you a lychee. You were afraid of being discovered by the director's grandmother, so you ate all the lychees in one go. As a result, your throat became inflamed, and you couldn't speak for several days."

Others echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, I can testify to this to Zhuzi, and you, Nianzi, don't even think about denying it."

Even the director smiled and said, "I remember it too."

Xie Yinian sighed, "Can't you remember some good things?"

After chatting until the afternoon, Xie Yinian and others went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Yao Rong pulled over a small stool and sat next to the director: "Director, can I ask you something?"

The director asked Yao Rong what he wanted to know.

"It's about Yinian being adopted." The cicadas on the lychee tree chirped incessantly, and Yao Rong said in a soft voice, "I want to know what happened that led to him being adopted twice, but abandoned twice."

Yao Rong looked at the dean with pleading eyes: "Can you tell me?"

She rarely asked for help from others, but this time, she really wanted to know what happened to Xie Yinian.

Perhaps moved by Yao Rong's gaze, the dean hesitated for a long time before he sighed: "You are Yao Rong's master. In other words, you are his elder. Since you want to know, I won't hide it from you."

"He was adopted for the first time when he was four years old by a wealthy couple."

"Less than half a month later, his adoptive father called me and said that Nianzi had some problems with his brain."

Anger rose from the bottom of her heart, passing through Yao Rong's eyebrows, making her face appear cold and unfriendly.

The director noticed Yao Rong's anger and shook his head, saying, "His adoptive father said that on the second day after Nian Zi arrived at the villa, he told them that there were a lot of strange things in the villa."

"His description was very detailed, and his adoptive parents found it creepy and thought he was being weird at such a young age. Nian Zi may have known that his adoptive parents didn't like him saying these things, so he said it twice and never again."

"But not long after, his adoptive father had an accident that was not too big or small. They didn't think the accident was caused by their own negligence, but instead thought that Nian Zi had brought bad luck to their family."

So the adoptive parents sent Xie Yinian back to the orphanage as if they were sending away the god of plague.

"After Nian Zi came back, he fell seriously ill. I asked him what happened, but he refused to tell me."

Yao Rong closed her eyes. She probably guessed it.

Even if you haven't practiced anything, you will occasionally encounter ghosts and evil spirits. Four-year-old Xie Yinian just told the family what he saw.

She slowly opened her eyes and asked, "What about the second time?"

The director said: "The second time was simple. When Nianzi was six years old, a couple who had been married for fifteen years and had no children adopted Nianzi."

"But less than two months after the couple adopted Nianzi, the woman was found to be pregnant."

"When Nianzi was sent back, he didn't cry or complain. He just held my hand very calmly and told me that he didn't want to be adopted again and wanted to stay in the orphanage forever."