After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

After knowing that Yan Shixun and others didn't know the existence of the live broadcast at all, the people in the special department broke out in a cold sweat.

But fortunately, because of the reminder from the secretary of the Jing family, they discovered the source of the live broadcast in time, and asked Jing Xiaobao to take out the camera equipment from the ghost, and quickly shut down the live broadcast.

Jing Xiaobao was still standing on tiptoe curiously, wanting to see what the black thing in the hands of the staff was, but the staff was full of fear in their hearts. Fortunately, the public opinion was reversed in time, and nothing happened under the camera Something too scary.

And when they looked down and saw Jing Xiaobao, they wanted to educate the children casually so that they would not make trouble next time, but the rescue team next to them grabbed their sleeves in time.

Only then did they suddenly think, although Jing Xiaobao looks cute now, but this is a real ghost!

The kind that even Chief Song Yi had no strength to resist.

Jing Xiaobao blinked his big eyes, smiled softly at the staff, and was about to "giggle" out loud.

The staff only felt that their whole body was stiff, and the air-conditioning rushed up from their backs.

He suddenly regretted why he came here, and felt that he was afraid that he was going to die here.

As a result, the child, who was laughing profusely, was hit on the top of the head by a slender palm.

"very funny."

Jing Xiaobao's little head was pressed down, he sucked his nose, and dared not speak out.

As soon as the staff next to him raised his head, he saw the owner of the palm—Yan Shixun carelessly ruffling Jing Xiaobao's hair, as if he was rubbing a rabbit casually.

The staff member, who had only heard about Yan Shixun before, gasped suddenly, wanting to let this bold guy leave quickly in horror.

This is a ghost!

The staff members were so frightened that their whole body became stiff, but they still roared in their hearts: Where did the little Taoist priest who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth come from? !Go away, or you will be in danger if the ghost gets angry!

His eyes were wide open, and he was already ready to force his stiff limbs and rush forward to save this "little Taoist" who didn't know the depth of the water at any time.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xiaobao lowered his head and whimpered aggrieved twice, his face turned red, and he didn't attack Yan Shixun as the staff imagined.

On the contrary, he was silent for a long time before carefully probing again and laughing again.

"whee……"

"Snapped!"

Another slap, hitting Jing Xiaobao's head neither lightly nor hard.

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and frowned at Jing Xiaobao: "Smile like a normal person, or I'll send you away."

Jing Xiaobao was about to cry: "I'm a ghost, a very powerful one, don't hit me on the head."

"And, how can I be like a normal person? I'm not even human."

Jing Xiaobao stared aggrievedly at the blood-red eyes, and said, "Why don't you teach me."

A good ghost, under Yan Shixun's hands, behaved like a rabbit.

Coupled with those red eyes, it's even more like that.

The female staff who has been watching this side silently, feel that their hearts have been cute.

——Although she knew it was a ghost, it looked really cute!The cubs are so soft and cute!

But Yan Shixun, who was asked to teach, was unusually stiff, a little embarrassed.

Jing Xiaobao tilted his head, looked up at Yan Shixun curiously, and waited obediently.

Under such gazes, Yan Shixun pursed his lips, grinning the corners of his lips: "Hehe."

Jing Xiaobao: "..."

The people eavesdropping on the side: "..."

Yan Shixun: "...How do I know how a child should laugh?"

He thought for a while, picked up Jing Xiaobao, and stuffed it into Zhang Wubing's arms next to him.

"This idiot's IQ is only three years old, he should be able to teach you."

Yan Shixun patted Jing Xiaobao's head gently, then turned around and left quickly.

Only Zhang Wubing and Jing Xiaobao were left staring at each other.

Zhang Wubing felt an unspeakable suffocation, he had seen the power of this ghost with his own eyes.

And unlike other people who were bewitched by Jing Xiaobao's cute skin, he knew very well that it was all because of him, Brother Yan, that this ghost was so obedient.

If it wasn't for him, brother Yan, let alone him, the entire concession area wouldn't have enough people for such a ghost to grit their teeth.

Zhang Wubing hugged the soft lump in his arms, feeling like he was hugging a bomb, but it was his brother Yan who stuffed it for him with his own hands, so he didn't dare to throw it.

This made Zhang Wubing almost bitter.

Besides...he refuses a second child! ! !

It's enough for Brother Yan to have a big son like him. He's a ghost recruiter, so what's the matter if he has a second child of a ghost?Are you waiting to be swallowed alive by a ghost?

Zhang Wubing struggled to pull away his smile, trying to get in touch with Jing Xiaobao: "Well, I'm a fool... No, no, I'm Zhang Wubing, it's you..."

Before the word "brother" could be said, Jing Xiaobao suddenly clapped his hands happily.

"You seem to have a very good smell on you, and it looks delicious."

Zhang Wubing: "!!!"

He gasped, his scalp tingling.

"Yan! Brother! Ah——!!!"

The staff who were watching the whole field were already dumbfounded.

The rescue team rushed over and dragged away the man who had been in the office all year round, and kindly told him about Yan Shixun's achievements.

"If it weren't for Mr. Yan, I'm afraid the whole army will be wiped out again this time."

The team members sighed, feeling sorry for each other: "Just now the other Taoists from Haiyun Temple came, and other masters who cooperated with some departments have all come to see them. They all said that fortunately this time, the ghost from the Jing Mansion was killed. It was suppressed in time, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

Binhai City is densely populated and the most prosperous along the river.

The concession area is even closer to the river, and the neon lights of the "Ten Mile Foreign Market" are full of laughter.

The spooky ghostly aura of the ghost turned into thick fog, covering the entire concession area and turning it into a world under its control.

Although its attention was always on Chi Yan at the beginning, the thick fog was only confined to the other side of the cross-river bridge.

However, once it kills Chi Yan, becomes fierce, and angers other strangers, the thick fog will change dramatically across the bridge and spread to the bustling urban area on the side of the bridge.

It was the evening peak period, and there were roughly 10,000+ people stranded by the river.

If these 10,000+ people are affected, or corrupted by ghost energy, or even killed by that ghost...

After the thick fog cleared, the master who hurried over was almost terrified by the result after hexagrams, and he called luck.

The master repeatedly said that it was fortunate that the ghost was not allowed to escape, otherwise, half of Binhai City would be seriously affected, and the public opinion would fall into an irreversible situation.

The Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple who came here because Song Yichang was unconscious, also looked serious after seeing the situation in the concession area, and their brows were so wrinkled that they could kill mosquitoes.

"This is out of the category of ghosts."

Daoist Gao Gong shook his head again and again: "This has already involved the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Evil ghosts enter the bones. The best face to suppress evil and exorcise ghosts, but it falls into evil, and it will become an existence that no one can resist."

The younger Taoist said bitterly: "That Chi Yan is really good at picking. Does she know that she almost caused a massacre of evil spirits?"

If that's the case, half of Binhai City will become a paradise for evil spirits, a hell on earth.

And above death and blood, new ghosts and gods will ascend the throne.

Daoist Gao Gong vaguely caught a glimpse of the Dao, and was even more frightened.

"Fortunately, luckily Junior Brother Yan was here at the time." Daoist Gao Gong murmured.

Because Yan Shixun saved the situation several times in succession before the situation completely deteriorated, and eliminated the disaster that would have threatened tens of thousands of people. Therefore, the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple also noticed him, especially from other people. The Taoist priest heard about Yan Shixun's background and praised him even more.

All of a sudden, everyone acquiesced that Yan Shixun was a member of Haiyun Temple, and the junior brother and uncle called it naturally.

However, since the Jing mansion and the concession area have been transferred to the special incident handling department, and other masters who have been cooperating with the special department all the year round have arrived one after another to deal with the ghost energy remaining in the concession area, so Yan Shixun thinks that his The work was over, and Jing Xiaobao was ready to leave.

But Mrs. Jing, who had been invited back to the car to have his body examined by his own doctor, asked his secretary to stop Yan Shixun.

Ever since the serious injury abroad more than ten years ago, Mr. Jing, who passed away from hell, has not been in good health.

If Jing Xiaobao hadn't entrusted Old Man Jing with a dream and transported him there, I am afraid that Old Man Jing would have died in the nursing home by now.

But even so, the long-distance travel and the ups and downs of mood still made Mrs. Jing exhausted.

Even though he was reluctant to meet his elder brother, he had to go to the car to rest and calm down first, and now he barely recovered his normal mobility.

"Mr. Yan, how do you plan to deal with my brother's matter?"

Old Master Jing smiled and asked Yan Shixun to sit down and asked him questions.

But under the old man's smile, there was a feeling of uneasiness: "Is... you want to send my brother away?"

He knew the behavior style of these masters, and they always drove away ghosts with an iron fist, and even scattered their souls.

At the same time, he was also very clear that his elder brother was already the most vicious existence among the ghosts, and there was no reason for the masters to let him go.

If it was in the past, Grandpa Jing always felt that it was normal to be cruel to the enemy, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with the actions of these masters.

However, when the evil spirits who were about to be expelled were replaced by their own relatives, it was unbearable for Mrs. Jing.

Reason told him that evil spirits would harm living beings.

But emotion scolded him even more - this is his brother!It was the elder brother who died after giving him the hope of life!He didn't allow his brother to be lost like this.

The two thoughts collided, and the old man Jing frowned, looking at Yan Shixun with a sense of oppression without anger.

He didn't know what to do, so...he wanted Mr. Yan, whom everyone praised, to help him find a way.

But he was also a little scared.

What if, if this Mr. Yan, like other masters, is merciless to ghosts?

Yan Shixun saw the uneasiness in Mrs. Jing's heart.

He calmly said: "Don't worry, Jing Xiaobao is an evil ghost, even if he wants to exorcise ghosts, he can't do it."

"Fengdu Difu doesn't have a place for evil spirits to enter the bones. They can't be reincarnated, but they can't wander outside and endanger the lives of strangers. That's why."

Yan Shixun paused, looked at Jing Xiaobao who was looking up at him with tears in his eyes, and then continued: "It is with me for the time being."

"I will send it away after I find a way to send it away."

Yan Shixun added: "Don't worry, it won't cause any damage to its soul, I will find the most suitable method."

"I promise you that."

Grandpa Jing thought of Yan Shixun's appearance when he sent his mother away, and also realized that this person probably has a temper, and his style of acting is different from other masters.

At this time, he got Yan Shixun's promise, so he reluctantly felt relieved.

"Brother, you have been living with Mr. Yan recently."

Old Mr. Jing bent down with a smile, and said kindly to Jing Xiaobao, "I will come to see you often."

An octogenarian, but calls a three-year-old child an elder brother.

On one side is the graying old age, and on the other side is an immature face.

Old Mr. Jing felt sour in his heart.

Life and death staggered their time forever.

His older brother never had the chance to grow up again.

Jing Xiaobao pouted and nodded, even though he was a little afraid of Yan Shixun now, he knew that this was already the best arrangement.

After all, Mrs. Jing is an ordinary person, and he is old and frail, and his health is not good. He is not as good as Yan Shixun, who is also an evil ghost with Jing Xiaobao. He is not afraid of the erosion of ghosts.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant he is, Mrs. Jing cannot stay with Jing Xiaobao for a long time.

Otherwise, the invasion of ghost energy, even a cold or a cold, would be life-threatening to Mrs. Jing.

After asking Yan Shixun many questions about Jing Xiaobao, and knowing that Jing Xiaobao is now being suppressed by Yan Shixun and can stay in the world for a longer period of time, the old man Jing is at ease.

He asked Yan Shixun for his address, and explained that as long as his physical condition allowed, he would often bother him.

Yan Shixun nodded slightly, agreeing.

Then he looked at Mrs. Jing's sluggish appearance, frowned, and asked the secretary of the Jing family next to him if he had any paper and pen.

Although the secretary was full of question marks, but out of professionalism, he immediately took out a pen and paper from his briefcase.

Combined with Yan Shixun's identity, the secretary suddenly felt that Yan Shixun wanted to draw symbols on the spot, right?

He paused as he handed out the pen and paper, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Yan, I'm going to buy yellow talisman cinnabar right away, do you think it's okay?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Shixun didn't deny the hidden meaning in his words, but he didn't agree either.

"unnecessary."

Seeing that the secretary was not moving, Yan Shixun reached out to take the pen and paper, casually spread the paper on the hood of the car next to him, lowered his eyes, looked at the ordinary manuscript paper, and then pressed the pen.

He was as casual as if he was just doodling, but the signature pen immediately completed it on the manuscript paper in one go, and quickly drew the spell.

The secretary was stunned for a moment, unable to realize what the situation was.

Because of the theft of Jing Xiaobao's body, the secretary in charge of the investigation had dealt with those masters a lot, so he had naturally seen the process of them drawing talismans.

But without exception, they all need to bathe, burn incense, and recite the mantra of purifying the mind, mouth, and body three times before they can draw the mantra devoutly.

Some masters with high requirements even do not allow anyone to observe on the spot, thinking that this will affect his state of harmony between man and nature, and affect the effect of the spell.

Those masters who are sought after by the rich and powerful all use excellent cinnabar yellow talismans.

Some of the materials even require dew from Wudang Mountain at three o'clock in the morning, cinnabar produced at five o'clock in the evening on Longhu Mountain, etc., which are hard to find.

But Yan Shixun used the most common notebook paper and a signature pen to draw a spell by himself in a place where people come and go and even ghosts are present.

And it looks so easy.

It didn't look like those masters lost their strength after drawing the spell.

The secretary was surprised, and couldn't help worrying secretly, would this spell really work?

Yan Shixun noticed the gaze on him, he glanced over indifferently, and said lazily: "If you don't know how to draw a talisman, it will make ghosts laugh. If you know how to draw a talisman, you will be shocked." ①

"The so-called talisman is just a means for strangers to communicate with ancestors of ghosts and gods."

Because the old man Jing also cast a curious look here, wanting to know what Yan Shixun was doing, so Yan Shixun rarely opened his mouth to briefly explain.

"Whether it is yellow talisman cinnabar or those expensive materials, it is to increase the probability that ghosts and gods can receive the news from strangers, just like you are trying to increase the speed of the Internet so that the other party can receive the news. If the network is not good , the other party may only receive incomplete news, or even not receive it."

"But as long as you are sure that you can communicate with ghosts and gods, then these external means are useless."

Yan Shixun shrugged, and said indifferently: "I am an evil ghost myself, so of course I can communicate with ghosts and gods. There is no need for these rituals."

The Jing family members and secretaries on the side did not expect this to be the case.

They stared at Yan Shixun dumbfounded, and for a while, they also had a new understanding of this master who became popular on the Internet.

They thought that Yan Shixun just took advantage of the popularity of the show with a little bit of strength and became popular with good luck. That's why fans and audiences who don't know much about metaphysics will wildly praise Yan Shixun for being very good, but in reality It's just mediocre.

But now that they have experienced what happened in the Jing mansion, and saw Yan Shixun draw the talisman in one go, the majesty is more magnificent than those famous masters who are sought after by others, and then they realized——

Yan Shixun is probably even above those masters.

After briefly explaining to the secretary, Yan Shixun returned the pen to the secretary, and then handed the note papers with symbols drawn on to Mrs. Jing.

Old Mr. Jing was surprised: "For me?"

"Although Jing Xiaobao didn't mean to harm you, after all, you have stayed in the world built by ghost energy for so long, and you have been in close contact with Mr. Lin Ting and Jing Xiaobao, which somewhat damaged your yang energy."

Yan Shixun explained: "You don't feel well now, it's because of the loss of Yang Qi, your body's resistance is declining."

"These are the peace talisman, the golden light talisman, the amulet and the exorcism talisman. You go back and fold them up, put them in your purse, and carry them with you. This will help you eliminate the ghost energy in your body, restore your yang energy, and help you Avoid some small disasters."

Yan Shixun paused, looked at the faint cloud of black air on Mrs. Jing's seal, and then continued: "For example, I accidentally fell at the door of the house, resulting in a rapid decline in body functions and causing complications."

The secretary next to him was startled, and looked at Yan Shixun with horror.

——According to what this Mr. Yan meant, he had already calculated that Mr. Jing would experience such a thing in the future, so he prepared more spells in advance so that Mr. Jing could avoid such accidents.

After all, for a person of Mrs. Jing's age, the consequences of a fall are terrible, and it is very likely that...

death.

After all, Mrs. Jing is the only child left behind by the legendary diplomat Jing Fing, and he himself has worked hard in the diplomatic field all his life, and has already established a strong international prestige.

It can be said that as long as Grandpa Jing is alive, he is a symbol that makes many people fear his means or appreciate his kindness, so they will not act rashly and everything is still peaceful.

But if something happened to Mrs. Jing...it would be a big earthquake.

Thinking of this, the secretary looked at Yan Shixun even more earnestly and gratefully.

Old Mr. Jing also took these "simple" charms with a smile, and put them in his arms with great care.

"Thank you."

Old Mr. Jing nodded to Yan Shixun: "Those Mr. Yan, I will visit you next time."

Because of Mrs. Jing's attitude, the people around even looked at Yan Shixun in awe.

Many people from Binhai City who rushed over were thinking in their hearts that Yan Shixun must not be messed with.

Not only is he quite skilled in exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, which has been recognized by the priests of Haiyun Temple, but also has won the gratitude and respect of high-ranking people like Yang Binsheng and the Jing family.Yan Shixun's own weight is even heavier than many families that have been in business for many years.

Even the Zhang family next to him, who was born without disease, can't match Yan Shixun's right to speak now.

What's more, the Zhang family also had a good relationship with Yan Shixun, and Zhang's father and Zhang mother's closeness to Yan Shixun was not beneficial, but regarded him as their own parent and child.

Not only the Zhang family, but also the Song family who was born in Song Ci, and the director Li Xuetang who is present now...

Due to their own reasons, these people stood beside Yan Shixun gratefully, ready to offer help at any time.

Yan Shixun...

One person is heavier than mountains.

Some people from Binhai City who had figured it out took a breath, and looked at Yan Shixun differently from the previous moment.

But Yan Shixun was not surprised by the faint gaze on him.

It seems that whether it is disgust or respect, to him, it is no different from air.

He raised his hand to beckon Zhaojing Xiaobao, with indifferent eyes: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Unexpectedly, just as Jing Xiaobao trotted over, he was about to grab Yan Shixun's hand, but someone else grabbed Yan Shixun's hand first.

Needless to say, Yan Shixun didn't even need to look at the slightly cool touch, this must be Ye Li.

It may be because Ye Li has been haunting by his side all the time, and Ye Li did not take advantage of his weakness to attack him when he was suppressing the runaway Jing Xiaobao before, so Yan Shixun let down his guard against Ye Li a lot, and he even started to get used to it. took his breath.

Even Ye Li's approaching has become habitual, just by the touch under his palm, he subconsciously knows that it is Ye Li.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, and slowly raised his head to look forward.

Sure enough, it was Ye Li, looking at him with a smile.

"You said go home, so I'm here."

Ye Li let Yan Shixun look at him, and held his hand tightly, not about to let go.

And his posture is also very natural, as if doing so is a very normal thing.

With a little force from Ye Li's subordinates, Yan Shixun, who was not too guarded against him, staggered two steps in his direction, closing the distance between them.

He lowered his head, looked directly into Yan Shixun's eyes, and asked in a soft voice as if full of grievances: "Could it be that your husband is not going to take me home?"

"Didn't my husband just say that he would be responsible for me? Didn't he forget what he said in a blink of an eye, and wanted to break his promise and abandon me?"

Ye Li's eyebrows and eyes are sharp and stern. When he is not smiling, he is like a god statue sitting high on the temple platform, without any warmth from the human world.

However, when he smiled in front of Yan Shixun, the deep sea broke through the ice, and the majestic snow mountain collapsed.

Spring water flows into the world.

The god walked down the hall.

There was only one figure reflected in his eyes, nothing else.

It seems that everything in the world is less important than his beloved exorcist.

Although Yan Shixun didn't quite know the meaning of Ye Li's eyes, he instinctively felt that something was wrong. It seemed that when he was in contact with the three religions and nine streams in the streets, he fell in love with a couple who were crazy in love and even willing to die for each other. seen in the eyes.

But there are many differences.

Deeper, restrained and depressing, but also more dangerous and heavy.

For a moment, he didn't know how to respond to the look, so he could only subconsciously turn his head away, avoiding the look in embarrassment.

Yan Shixun gave a fake cough, letting his heart beating crazily, showing the sense of existence, finally returned to normal, and then asked: "Have you not come out of role-playing yet? You are addicted to playing Jingshi Wanxiu ?”

"Look more clearly, you are not Jingshi Wanxiu, and I am not Jing Fing."

Yan Shixun said solemnly: "I'm not your husband...it's strange for you to call me like that."

Ye Li looked at Yan Shixun firmly, then he softened his brows and eyes, smiled and responded softly: "En."

"You are not Jing Ping, and I am not Jing Shi Wanxiu. So, you will not lose me, and I will not fail to protect this family. Our story will not be interfered by anyone, and it will not come to a tragic end. "

"If you want to be a man, I will accompany you to be a man. If you want to be a ghost, I will accompany you all the way. I will never leave you in the other world."

"...We won't have the same ending as the Jing couple."

Ye Li's overly focused eyes made Yan Shixun's cheeks feel hot, he didn't understand what was wrong with him.

Maybe Ye Li was too close to him, or maybe Ye Li's eyes were too aggressive.

He nodded, then raised his other hand to support Ye Li's chest, pushing Ye Li away.

"As long as you know."

"However, if you don't enjoy acting, you can talk to Director Li Xuetang and see if he can help you find a role in the movie so that you can enjoy it."

Yan Shixun said, not only to avoid Ye Li's gaze, but also to prove that what he said was true, he turned to look to the side.

On the other side, Zhang Wubing was surrounded by director Li Xuetang with starry eyes, turning around, happy like a three-year-old fool.

It is undoubtedly the little fan.

At this time, Zhang Wubing, who has successfully chased stars, no longer cares about his image in the eyes of others.

He only cared about what Li Xuetang said, and he went crazy, "Mmm!", and then took out his small notebook to write it down.

This is the shooting technique that his idol told him!

Zhang Wubing held his small notebook happily, and his eyes sparkled when he looked at Li Xuetang.

It made the always serious Li Xuetang laugh.

"Judging from the degree of Xiaobing's admiration for Li Xuetang, although Jing Xiaobao spoiled this trip, and a good star-chasing trip suddenly turned into a thousand desperate escapes, Xiaobing will not give up chasing Li Xuetang. "

Yan Shixun said: "He will definitely look for another opportunity to chase stars in the name of visiting the cast, and the public opinion also needs to be publicly stated by both crews and program crews."

"Judging from Li Xuetang's attitude towards minor illnesses, it's easy for you to play a small role."

Yan Shixun thought that he was already a rare caring person.

Unexpectedly, Ye Li refused without even thinking about it.

"I don't want to be in someone else's script."

"Shi Xun, I just want to be closely related to your story, and to participate in the script of your life until the script ends."

Ye Li's eyes dimmed, and the cool breath of his words fell on Yan Shixun's neck.

"No, your script never ends."

"If anyone wants it to end..."

Ye Li said in a deep voice: "I will take back the script and personally rewrite the script for you without any flaws."

"—Let Da Dao witness my oath at this time."

Yan Shixun stared blankly at Ye Li who was close at hand.

From this distance, he could clearly see Ye Li's thin lips opening and closing, his pale skin without blood, and the sharp lines of his cheeks.

And Ye Li's incomparably solemn tone was also telling Yan Shixun that he was not joking.

After standing there for several minutes, Yan Shixun suddenly came back to his senses and pushed Ye Li a little further away.

"Okay, I know, you don't want to act."

Ye Li raised his eyebrows, he looked at Yan Shixun, and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Don't push too hard.

Otherwise, his cautious and sharp ghost exorcist will run away from his arms.

Ye Li didn't explain any further, and simply let Yan Shixun guess what he was thinking, thinking that he was still playing Jing Shi Wanxiu.

That's not bad either.

After all...they are husband and wife.

With a smile in Ye Li's eyes, he stepped forward with his long legs and followed Yan Shixun's leaving pace.

"Since you don't want me to be called 'Husband', then I must have a title. What should I call you? If Husband can't do it, what about my beloved wife? My love? Qingqing?"

Yan Shixun felt like getting an electric shock, when Ye Li said a title, his whole body went numb, wishing he could turn around and cover Ye Li's mouth.

"Just call the name!"

Yeli followed good advice like a follower: "Okay, Shi Xun."

"?? Last name, Yan was eaten by you?"

"Husband..."

"Forget it, let's call it that..."

The little child who was being led by the little paw, and who was struggling with the long legs of the two: "..."

Jing Xiaobao looked at Ye Li with horror.

Ye Li lowered his eyes slightly, and there was still a smile in his eyes, but when he looked at Jing Xiaobao, there was a cold warning.

Jing Xiaobao trembled, closed his mouth aggrieved, and gave up what to say to Yan Shixun.

Both of QAQ are so scary woohoo.

……

The official person in charge fell into a coma for several days in the hospital, and several masters repeatedly helped him dispel the strong ghost energy in his meridians, and only then did he wake up.

During this period, the special department is still operating normally.

The rest of the crew were found in every corner of the concession area, and they were also in a daze, looking like they were frightened.

As for the staff in that hotel, it seems that because they were originally on the edge of the concession area, and because they had not left the hotel, the problem was not serious and they were rescued soon.

It's just that many people are still frightened, and their spirits are not very good.

Both the special department and the crew hired a psychiatrist to provide psychological counseling for everyone, and at the same time let the cooperating masters dispel the ghost one by one.

Because the two things were going on together, people who walked out of the consulting room thought that their refreshment was due to the effect of the conversation.

For a while, they no longer suspected that it was a ghost or supernatural event. They just regarded it as the explanation given to them by the special department. Some criminals put drugs in their water, which made them tranced and had hallucinations. Stretch, so except hallucinations.

Although some people murmured that this is the same as approaching science, thinking that it is haunted, it is actually science.

But with the efforts of several parties, and Li Xuetang himself said that the theory of ghosts is nonsense, so everyone gradually believed it.

And the public opinion on the Internet is also guided by special personnel, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

It's not that no one has questioned the authenticity of the kid's backlash, but Yan Shixun soon brought Jing Xiaobao to appear under the special live broadcast camera, and introduced that this is just a young actor, and he is a real person.

With this kind of confirmation, the theory of the little ghost's backlash is self-defeating, and no one mentions it again.

On the contrary, if some people occasionally say it, they will be persuaded by others, saying that other young actors have personally explained it. If there is a kid, how could they obediently appear in front of the camera? Not only did they speak clearly when introducing themselves, but they also looked so cute.

Therefore, Jing Xiaobao's cute skin also confuses people on the Internet, making them think that such a cute child must not be a kid.

In this regard, everyone firmly believed in the script, but praised the in-depth cooperation between the program group and the crew.

They said that this cooperation was really out of their minds, and they wrote such a wonderful and suspenseful script specially, which made their hairs stand on end in fright, and they dared not sleep or think about it for several nights in a row.

In this way, they also look forward to Li Xuetang's new movie even more.

The insider looked at the trend of public opinion on the screen and smiled without saying a word.

Hidden strength and name.

Only the screenwriter of "Binhai Nocturne" had to revise the script overnight because Li Xuetang told tens of millions of people the general plot of the script without knowing the live broadcast.

And while writing, he gnashed his teeth and scolded Li Xuetang, the secrecy work is like a fart!

Li Xuetang touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.

In the old town of Binhai City, Yan Shixun leaned against the rattan chair, leisurely watched the public opinion news on the tablet brought to him by the program team, and smiled slightly.

The sun fell on his slightly drooping eyelashes, making his handsome face so beautiful and relaxed.

When Ye Li turned around outside the window, he saw such a scene.

So his eyes couldn't help but be stained with a smile.

I want the world to stop at this moment.

But in the next second, Jing Xiaobao's shrill cry and Zhang Wubing's yelling came from the yard.

"Jing Fing is my father!"

"Brother Yan is my father!"

Yan Shixun: "..."

Gee.