Chapter 4: The Buddha is Hard to Swallow
The clouds are rimmed with gold and the red sun is rising.
Even the gloomy City Lord's Mansion had a bit more warmth.
Yin Zhiyi pulled up his sleeves, and sure enough, the black lines faded.
The original book describes this evil spirit with just four words: 'extremely dangerous'. During the day, people are no different from ordinary people, but at night, it is as if they are being tortured. No one can survive after seven days of torture.
But this thing is more than just a physical attack, it's also a psychological torture.
It is painful and desperate to feel your life being eaten away by evil spirits day by day, gradually being sucked from a living person into a shriveled skeleton.
Therefore, many people committed suicide without even waiting for the most painful time on the seventh day.
Outside the door, the young man was tall and thin with his eyes closed. His skin was so white that it was dazzling!
If she wasn't absolutely sure that this was definitely not the male lead, Yin Zhiyi would really have made a mistake.
With this face, it's such a waste to be the second male lead!
Yin Zhiyi subconsciously held his breath.
[It’s strange that such a beautiful face is just a background board in the book. 】
But she didn't think too much about it, as there were more important things to be resolved at the moment.
Feeling the breathing sounds around him disappear, Yan Shiman opened his dozing eyes.
He looked thoughtfully at the figure leaving in the distance. It seemed that he could only hear the voice when he got close to Yin Zhiyi.
At this moment, all he could think of was this sentence: [She is so cute, such a hot and innocent puppy! 】
Veins popped up on Yan Shi's forehead.
He hadn't heard such frivolous words for a long time.
As for the last person who said this, his eyes fell on the leather handle of the dagger in his hand.
...is already dead.
He suppressed the gloom in his eyes, hid the short blade in his sleeve, and thought it would not hurt to delay skinning the person for a few days.
He wanted to see what the city lord's daughter wanted to do.
——The main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion.
Yin Guiyuan had a sad look on his face as he paced back and forth in the yard, as if he had not slept all night.
"Brother, is Zhiyi okay?"
A timid voice sounded at an inopportune time.
This familiar voice immediately brought out Yin Guiyuan's anger. He glanced at the person who came, with anger in his eyes that he could not hide.
He had already learned from the two Heavenly Masters that the evil this time was all brought about by the paper-made items sold by foreign merchants in the city.
I don’t know what’s going on, but recently there has been a trend of buying paper dolls in Yunsang City.
Yin Guiyuan looked at Yin Chengfeng, who was standing in front of him with his head down and silent, and he became even more angry. After all, if it weren't for his good brother who sent so many paper items yesterday, Zhiyi might not have been infected by the evil spirit at all.
Uncle Yin was a dull middle-aged man with a face full of fat that squeezed his eyes into a thin line. He used to look honest, but now he looked a little panicked: "Brother, I deserve to be beaten! It's all my fault. I should never have bought this thing!"
As he said this, he fell to his knees with a thud and began to slap himself in the face loudly.
"But I! But I really don't have any bad intentions!"
Yin Guiyuan was annoyed when he saw him like this, and scolded him: "Enough! You are as stupid as a pig!"
As soon as Yin Zhiyi stepped over the threshold, he heard a dull thud, as if a bucket full of water had hit the ground heavily.
She saw the fat man on the ground whose shoulders were wider than the door panels. Wasn’t this the second uncle of the original owner?
Did Yin Guiyuan know about this paper-made thing? Look at that crisp slap sound, Yin Zhiyi felt pain on his face just by hearing it.
Although he is called the second uncle, Yin Chengfeng is actually just a member of a side branch and his status is not noble. It was only because Yin Guiyuan saw that he was honest and obedient, and out of kinship, he found him a sinecure in a farm in the suburbs.
The book describes him as an honest and dutiful man.
There was a hint of deep meaning in Yin Zhiyi's eyes. Generally speaking, people who are described as honest in books are not very honest.
Moreover, the book says that this man succeeded the position of the City Lord of Yunsang City after the City Lord's Mansion was massacred.
The Yin family has so many side branches, and even the main family has several brothers who are eyeing the city covetously. There are constant intrigues and plots. How can an honest and decent person sit firmly on the position of city lord? She doesn't believe it anyway.
It seems that the City Lord's Mansion is not as calm as it seems on the surface, and there seems to be a storm brewing in secret.
She rubbed the sides of her cheeks and began to gather her emotions.
The next second, she yelled inside: "Daddy!"
Yin Guiyuan was stunned at first, then he turned around suddenly and saw his daughter. She looked not very well. He tried to open his eyes wide and his eyes turned red.
He said excitedly, "Zhiyi...are you okay?"
He waved to Yin Chengfeng beside him, signaling him to get out quickly.
When Yin Chengfeng saw Yin Zhiyi who was unharmed, a look of surprise flashed across his face. Yin Zhiyi had been paying special attention to him, and at this moment he did not miss the little movement on his face.
I instantly had some answers in my heart.
As soon as the person left, Yin Zhiyi pulled up her sleeves and began to show off her wonderful acting skills.
Without giving Yin Guiyuan time to react, tears started pouring down her cheeks, and she preemptively accused him, "Dad! I don't like Yan Shiman!"
"I don't want him to be my furnace!"
Yin Guiyuan looked at the black lines that had not yet completely faded, and his heart suddenly felt as if it was being roasted on fire. When he heard Yin Zhiyi asking this question, he was stunned.
His face instantly turned bitter: "My little ancestor, don't cry, don't cry!"
"You are in a critical condition now, and Dad doesn't want to do this, but we have to save your life first, and then we can talk about whether you like it or not, right?"
Yin Guiyuan patted his thigh, sighed and explained: "Besides... this evil spirit is so dangerous, there are only two ways to get rid of it. Dad can't let you travel through mountains and rivers to Wangyou Villa! If something happens on the way, how can I face your mother's spirit in heaven!"
He knew that his daughter was willful, but this was not something she could be willful about, and he could not give in on this point.
A quarter of an hour later.
Yin Guiyuan frowned and ordered the guard beside him to go and invite the two heavenly masters over.
He wanted to try to say something, but Yin Zhiyi didn't give him a chance.
Yin Zhiyi covered her eyes with her hands, pretending to cry while peeking through her fingers.
Yin Guiyuan was at a loss: "Actually, Dad just thought that Shi Man was not bad looking, so... so..."
Yin Zhiyi opened her mouth and said, "I don't like him. He looks really hard to swallow."
Yin Guiyuan: “…”
Although he felt distressed and helpless, he also felt that his daughter had a flaw: her eyesight was not very good. How could he possibly send an ugly girl to his daughter's bed?
"I don't care. I'm telling you - I don't like Yan Shiman, and I don't want him to be my furnace tripod!"
As Bai Zhixing and Ji Ci walked to the front of the hall, they heard a burst of crying.
Yan Shiman: “…” He heard these words just as he walked to the door.
As soon as the maid finished her report, Yin Zhiyi saw the male and female protagonists walking up the stairs. After all, people who practice cultivation are more perceptive than ordinary people.
Yin Zhiyi covered her face even tighter, but in the eyes of everyone, this meant that she didn't want others to see her in such a miserable state.
In fact, only she herself knew that she couldn't cry anymore.
Bai Zhixing saw the little girl huddled in front of him with her shoulders shaking, and it was rare that she didn't feel a trace of sympathy.
She looked at the young man beside her with a bit of pity in her eyes. After hearing other servants in the mansion talk about it yesterday, she realized how bad Miss Yin's temper was.
This Master Yan must have suffered a lot.
Ji Ci, on the other hand, was in a good mood as he watched the farce in front of him, and even his eyes were a little distracted.
The city lord's daughter was the one who ordered them around in the beginning. He had never suffered such an injustice in his life. Before, whether he was in the sect or went down the mountain for training, everyone treated them with courtesy. There is only this lady of the city lord.
But now, she was still asking them to take her to Wangyou Villa.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking Yin Zhiyi's previous ignorance.
However, when he saw Yan Shiman showing Bai Zhixing a gentle smile, the corners of his mouth immediately drooped.
He stood between the two of them calmly.
Yin Zhiyi saw that everyone's eyes were not on her, so she secretly opened her fingers: [Bai Zhixing is the Southern School Heavenly Master, Ji Ci is the Northern School Heavenly Master,]
In the book, the Northern School of Heavenly Masters is mainly based on inheritance, with complicated rules and clear classes. People in the sect are very arrogant and will do anything to achieve their goals. The Southern School of Heavenly Masters live together in the world and are much more approachable.
From this perspective, the differences in values between the two are as wide as a chasm.
[No wonder the male and female protagonists became separated after being provoked by the original owner. 】
As Yan Shiman stepped into the main hall, a voice rang in his mind: [No wonder you left me when I provoked you.]
In fact, in order to prevent the characters in the book from developing self-awareness, even their inner voices and information about the world in the book are automatically muted by the system.
Yin Guiyuan bowed and forced a bitter smile on his face: "Two Heavenly Masters!"
The status of Heavenly Master in this world is very high. Bai Zhixing bowed in return, thinking that Yin Guiyuan was an elder, while Ji Ci nodded slightly out of habit.
Yin Guiyuan seemed to have aged a dozen years overnight. He said tiredly, "Two Heavenly Masters, I'm sorry to bother you with this trip!"
Bai Zhixing is worthy of being the heroine. Her expression is dignified and solemn, and her words are also grand: "City Lord Yin, you are too kind. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Besides, saving people and catching ghosts is the duty of our Heavenly Master."
Ji Ci raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and nodded indifferently: "Yeah."
Bai Zhixing was touched when she saw Ji Ci nod, and gave him a faint smile. Although this Mr. Ji was a casual cultivator, he was so responsible, which was really rare.
Bai Zhixing is the sect's eldest senior sister. She is usually very serious, and with her aloof looks, she looks a bit cold and difficult to get along with. But when she smiles, her face becomes bright, which is rare.
Ji Ci was stunned by what he saw.
Yin Zhiyi saw the situation, and there was a bit of gossip in his eyes.
She remembered that when the hero and heroine of the book first met, the hero lied to the heroine that he was a casual cultivator.
But in fact, he is the chief disciple of the Northern School Heavenly Master.
[The Northern Heavenly Master's lineage has a bad reputation and has been competing with the Southern Heavenly Master for many years. No wonder Ji Ci wanted to hide it from Bai Zhixing. 】
Later on, the male protagonist was exposed, and as you can imagine, there was another round of tug-of-war, and Yin Zhiyi felt emotional.
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