Borrowing a corpse to revive the soul, also known as the art of possessing a body, is an ancient Taoist forbidden art.
This kind of forbidden technique is to use one's soul to occupy the body of other living people, which is against the will of heaven. In Taoism, there is a concept of past and present lives. The good and bad deeds done in the past life must be repaid in this life, so one cannot give up life easily, nor can one take the life of others at will.
Regardless of Buddhism or Taoism, suicide is a serious crime, and taking the life of another in order to avoid death is an unforgivable sin.
But there are exceptions to everything. Even if it is a forbidden technique, there are countless people who have used it since ancient times, and everyone has already developed a perfect solution.
The opposite of sin is merit, which is used to atone for sin.
It is impossible to revive a dead body without great merit. After three thousand merits are fulfilled, eight hundred deeds are completed. ①
"Resurrection?" Yan Xiu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he murmured, "So... what do you mean?"
He suddenly had a bold idea, but this idea was so daring that as soon as the thought came into his mind, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.
He stared at Jing Cheng with eager eyes, just like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a piece of fat meat. At this moment, he seemed to have become a traveler who had encountered sweet dew in the desert after a long drought, and the person in front of him was the god who brought the sweet rain.
Every day after becoming a wandering ghost is a torment for him, especially as a conscious ghost, he clearly knows that he is a dead person, and everything that happens in the world has nothing to do with him anymore, and all his obsessions in life have become false.
...
...
If he was like other ghosts, without self-awareness, wandering around the world in a daze, perhaps he would not be as miserable as he is now.
So after hearing Jing Cheng's passionate words, Yan Xiu felt as if he had grabbed a piece of driftwood in the vast ocean. This was his only salvation.
No one can refuse the temptation of rebirth. Death and becoming a wandering ghost will only make one realize the preciousness of life.
If he could really live again, he would be willing to pay any price.
Many years later, Yan Xiu, the "public welfare expert" who had already won the Best Actor award, suddenly realized that with the ability of the Master, he had no choice at all. He thought he had fulfilled his dream and was grateful to the Master for so many years, but in the end he was still working for others... Of course, these are all stories for later.
Being stared at by such a strong "gaze", Jing Cheng certainly couldn't help but feel it. He looked at the "future ghost king" in front of him with an evaluating look, and then slowly said: "Although I don't know where you learned the cultivation method from, with your talent, you can become a ghost king in a few years, and you will be a powerful figure in the underworld in the future. Now I ask you to give up everything, are you willing?"
When Yan Xiu was narrating his life, he kept emphasizing, intentionally or unintentionally, that he was "not lucky enough": he was born in a humble family, and his original family constantly held him back in the process of growing up. He was kind to others but made friends carelessly, which led to him being burdened with huge debts at a young age, and he died young before he could achieve his ideals.
Looking back on his life, it was indeed pitiful and tragic. He had never done anything evil, and was even kind. He would sympathize with a stray dog on the roadside and feed it a meal, but he ended up with such a tragic ending.
Being "stabbed to death by a robber" is something that has a one in ten million chance of happening to you. We can only say that everything is destined.
Perhaps God was kind to him occasionally and made him possess the "qualities of a ghost king" after he became a ghost. But God also played a joke on him at the same time and made him so obsessed that he almost became a demon. Then he ran into Jing Cheng who was on a mission.
"It is only a coincidence that I can practice cultivation. I don't care whether I can become the so-called Ghost King. My dream in life is also my obsession now. If Master Tianshi can bring me back to life and fulfill my dream, I will be willing to go to hell and boil oil after death. As for whether I am willing or not..."
Yan Xiu transformed into a clear and slender figure. He lowered his head, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Jing Cheng devoutly. He said in a hoarse voice: "If you really want to say that you are unwilling, I am afraid that you have been unwilling since the moment I died."
Dying young... No one would be willing to accept such an ending in life.
Jing Cheng just asked casually, and nodded after understanding his wish. Although he "shouldered an important responsibility", a forced melon would not be sweet, and he was not a person who liked to force others (……).
He turned around, pointed at Yan Xiu and said to Zhang Jinhuai and others: "I'll take this away, and the rest are for you to deal with."
Jing Cheng had deliberately avoided talking to other people when he was talking to Yan Xiu just now. Zhang Jinhuai, who had been paying attention to them, had already had a bad feeling. After hearing Jing Cheng's request, the bad feeling became stronger. He twitched his mouth and said, "What do you want to do? This is against the rules!"
Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows, seeming to be even more dissatisfied than him, and said righteously: "The rules are set for you. I am not a member of your Taoist Association. These rules have nothing to do with me. In my rules, I have the right to dispose of these ghosts, and you have no right to interfere."
"..." Zhang Jinhuai hesitated to speak. He always felt that when he said "I have no right to interfere", his eyes were filled with the words: I'm going to make trouble!
He was about to say something to stop the other party, but Jing Cheng seemed to see through his thoughts and pointed out: "Or do you have the ability to make this 'future ghost king' surrender?"
Zhang Jinhuai choked on the breath in his throat and couldn't spit it out, his face looked extremely interesting.
"I don't think you can." Jing Cheng glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "What do you think?"
Zhang Jinhuai: “…” I was so angry, but I couldn’t swear.
Jing Cheng ignored him and took out a talisman from his arms. He whispered a few spells and raised his hand to seal the "future ghost king" into the talisman. The "future ghost king" behaved well throughout the whole process and was sucked into the talisman obediently without any intention of resisting.
After doing all this, Jing Cheng raised his chin slightly and waved in the direction of Qin Yan. The little ghost also floated to Jing Cheng's side very tactfully. The two of them left with the two ghosts, leaving a mess in the hall for the others.
Although he didn't say a word, his actions made clear what he had not yet said: You can't talk to me about the rules!
Zhang Jinhuai, who was ignored from beginning to end: "..."
Damn, so arrogant!
"No, Taoist Xiao Jing is leaving now?" Zhang Baodou approached cautiously, stretched his neck and looked in the direction where Jing Cheng and the others left, and asked in a low voice, "So our demon-killing operation tonight ends here?"
"We?" Zhang Jinhuai seemed a little surprised, looking at him and asked, "How many demons did you catch tonight?"
Zhang Baodou: "...Does providing friendly help count?"
Zhang Jinhuai was choked by his straightforwardness and glared at him fiercely: You useless piece of shit!
Zhang Baodou felt even more nervous when he was stared at by him, and hurriedly scratched his head and tried to change the subject: "Um...how should we deal with these little ghosts?"
Zhang Jinhuai expressionlessly kicked away the restless ghosts surrounding him and said in a cold voice, "Are you going to stay here and grow weeds? All of you will be liberated."
Zhang Baodou opened his mouth and wanted to ask if he wanted to sleep anymore since it was so late, and how could we save so many people? But when he met Zhang Jinhuai's cold and murderous eyes, he had to hold his words back. He did not dare to complain and obeyed the orders silently.
Zhang Jinhuai was extremely uneasy at the moment. The sight of Jing Cheng taking away the "Ghost Boss" without any scruples hurt his eyes deeply.
But since I am not as skilled as others, I can only swallow my anger. I feel so frustrated, but there is nothing I can do.
He is the vice chairman of the Taoist Association, the leader of the new generation of Taoism, a well-known figure in the industry, and respected wherever he goes... How could he have ended up like this?
Zhang Jinhuai looked back at the little Taoist priests who were following their master without noticing anything, and sighed deeply.
Talented people emerge in every generation. It is ironic that these professional organization personnel are no match for the self-taught folk masters. They have lost both face and dignity.
"You are so young, why are you sighing?"
Seeing his most proud disciple showing such a rare expression of bitterness and hatred, an elder of the Zhang family couldn't help but walk over, pat him on the shoulder, and ask him with concern.
"Don't ask."
Zhang Jinhuai waved his hands weakly, thinking, how young? She is younger than me... No, she is younger than all the people who came here.
So don’t ask, because asking means you are disappointed in your parents.
…
The news of Yan Xiu's hospitalization was originally kept strictly secret. Except for Director Zhao and Yan Xiu's agent, almost all the staff of the program including the guests knew about it.
However, there is another kind of creature in this world, called fans.
Especially as a top star in the entertainment industry who debuted with his good looks, he has countless fans and is almost everywhere in the country.
They had been following Yan Xiu quietly since he came to the ancient city, trying to take pictures of their beloved idol. Even after being coldly driven away by the program crew, they did not give up following Yan Xiu. So when Yan Xiu inexplicably started to lose contact after participating in an episode of "Incredible Journey", they sounded the alarm in their hearts.
The other guests have all started live streaming, but why are their idols silent? Did the idol quit the show? Why didn’t the studio issue a statement? It was said that a guest on the show had an accident, could it be their idol?
The program crew kept it secret so tightly, there must be a conspiracy!
Fans have sharper eyes and more sensitive sense of smell than paparazzi.
They are professionals in identifying idols!
So when "Yan Xiu" woke up and came out of the hospital fully armed that afternoon, the first person to spot his back was a fan from Yan Xiu's huge fan club.
The station girl rubbed her eyes hard, staring ahead with wide eyes, not daring to miss any details, from the other person's exposed white and slender neck to the beautifully shaped heels, until the other person completely overlapped with the photos she had seen thousands of times, then she let out a hoarse cry of surprise:
“Ahhhhhhh!! It’s Xiao Yanyan!!!”
"Yan Xiu", who was surrounded by bodyguards, did not react at all. He continued to walk forward with his head down, as if he did not hear anyone calling him.
However, the fan has already decided in her heart that the other person is her idol, so how could she possibly give up the opportunity to face her idol in person?
She stopped walking on the street, threw her bag behind her, and quickly ran away. As she ran, the girl shouted loudly: "Little Yanyan, don't go, turn back! I am the Yan family army! Yan Xiu!!!"
The area near the tertiary hospitals has always been a place with a large flow of visitors, and there are also many young people nearby. Everyone suddenly saw a young girl acting crazy in public. They were surprised at first, but when they heard the other party shouting her name, how could they not react?
There are stars here!
The "Yan Family Army" nearby immediately heard the news and rushed out one by one from all directions. Everyone rushed forward and soon gathered into a huge human torrent.
There was a buzz of conversation among the crowd.
"Yan Xiu? Is that the Yan Xiu I know?"
"Is this true? There are celebrities here?"
"Fuck! It's really Yan Xiu! Hurry up and get his autograph!!"
"It was a good decision to come to the ancient city this time. Mom, I saw a star!"
"Ah, he's leaving! Stop him now!"
…
Yan Xiu, who had just got his body and hadn't adapted for a few days, was feeling very uncomfortable now. He had always been unknown during his lifetime and never dreamed that one day he would be so popular.
——Even though the one everyone loves is not the real him.
It’s a little sad when I think about it.
However, the feeling of being surrounded by a group of enthusiastic girls asking for autographs was so intoxicating that Yan Xiu almost instantly fell in love with the feeling of being the center of attention.
He recalled the previous conversation with Yan Xiu's agent, Sister Wang. Although Sister Wang's eyes would occasionally reveal fear when facing him, he could understand this. After all, anyone who witnessed the scene of resurrection would be terrified.
But Sister Wang is a responsible agent, even though she knows that the first artist under her is an evil human who associates with demons, and the second is a resentful ghost who returns to the human world.
"Yan Xiu is very famous."
"How famous?"
"You have to be mentally prepared."
When Yan Xiu died, the concept of "traffic star" did not yet exist in China, so he had no idea what it felt like to be "star-chased".
The new body is so damn sweet!
Yan Xiu, who had been madly practicing the body's original owner's signature since he "awoke", now calmly signed a name that did not originally belong to him.
Yan Xiu smiled, and that face that could charm everyone showed an expression that was inconsistent with his usual appearance.
He is ready.
The young girls looked at their idols with enthusiastic eyes, and some of the "Yan Family Army" keenly noticed that their idols were different from usual.
Yan Xiu's stunning beauty is well known.
But Yan Xiumei’s previous beauty was beautiful, but it was a kind of decadent and dissolute beauty. If one did not restrain oneself, it seemed that he would drag one into the abyss of desire at any time and fall into an irretrievable situation.
But now he is confident and bright, reminiscent of the sun surrounded by stars. Although it is still the same color, it does not arouse blasphemous thoughts.
How could a person's spirit and energy change so much in such a short period of time?
It's so weird!
Someone couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Yan, what are your plans next?"
"Filming." Yan Zheng replied calmly, "I want to be an actor."
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The author has something to say:
The most stubborn agent in this article: Sister Wang.
①: That sentence comes from Baidu, please delete it if it infringes.
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