After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Although Ye Li was always by Yan Shixun's side, Zhao Zhen and everyone else in the program group had no impression of this man, nor could he remember his face.

Even if they are face to face, as long as they turn around, the memory of this man will disappear.

It wasn't until tonight that Zhao Zhen really saw the image of the man clearly.

With such a close distance, Zhao Zhen could even feel the powerful aura emanating from the man.

The man swept across with his long legs, and kicked the staff member who was jumping at Zhao Zhen away, fell heavily on the wall and fell down again, and was stepped on by the man, unable to move.

The staff member rolled his eyes, and the blood on the originally red eyeballs slowly faded, then he tilted his head and passed out.

Zhao Zhen silently took two steps back, and felt that he could barely breathe until he leaned against the wall.

At that moment just now... He almost thought that the other party was going to kick him out together.

After all, he and the staff were entangled and fighting together, and when the distance was so close, he still kicked so powerfully, and the wind brought up by him made Zhao Zhen's face ache. Be prepared to be affected.

But I didn't expect the other party to be so accurate.

He was unharmed, but the frenzied staff had been subdued.

Zhao Zhen didn't dare to vent his anger, and when Ye Li looked sideways at the darkness outside the window, he only dared to stare at Ye Li, wanting to say something, but the words passed his lips a few times, but he felt inappropriate.

After a long while, Zhao Zhen saw that the staff lying on the ground hadn't moved at all, and finally mustered up his courage: "That...you..."

Ye Li looked back at Zhao Zhen indifferently, waiting for him to finish speaking expressionlessly.

Although Ye Li had no expression on his face, Zhao Zhen could see a feeling of "I am willing to listen to you because of Yan Shixun, so speak quickly".

Zhao Zhen's original courage dissipated like smoke.

His back was sweating profusely, and it was only at this time that he suddenly felt that Lu Xingxing was worthy of being a Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple, and he was able to speak normally in front of such a person before.

He felt that just being looked at by this person was like being seen through his soul, and all the good and evil things he had done since he was born were all pulled out from the depths of his soul.

Like a person standing under the trial bench anxiously waiting to be sentenced, anxious and helpless.

Zhao Zhen opened his mouth, and finally found his voice before Ye Li lost his patience.

"Auntie."

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, recalling Lu Xingxing's attitude when he faced Ye Li, and imitated it.

He went all out and said: "Shut up on this person, don't kill him! He is a staff member of the program team, not a ghost, he should be possessed by evil spirits."

After all, it is cold in winter, and if you lie on the floor like this, you will definitely get sick after a long time.

And this person was kicked out just now, even Zhao Zhen heard the crisp "click" sound of bones breaking, and he didn't know what the situation was like now.

So Zhao Zhen saw that Ye Li didn't care about the appearance of other people, and he was a little worried about the staff who passed out.

Hearing the address, Ye Li's originally cold and serious face melted away little by little.

He glanced at Zhao Zhen, then took a step back and let go of the person under his feet.

The staff collapsed limply.

Zhao Zhen hurried over and squatted on the ground to see his situation.

It's just strange that when Zhao Zhen touched the staff's clothes, many white petals were shaken out.

Looking closely, it turned out to be the same white chrysanthemum as in the village.

"This..." Zhao Zhen was surprised.

Just now he watched this person go crazy with his own eyes. At that time, this person clearly didn't have chrysanthemum petals on his body. When did he have them?

"He was indeed possessed by evil spirits."

Ye Li lowered his eyes slightly, and looked indifferently at Zhao Zhen who was squatting at his feet: "Since you want to save, then save it. However, you have to bear the consequences yourself."

Zhao Zhen raised his head in surprise: "He is...do you have any questions?"

Ye Li said calmly in a deep voice: "If you plant karma, you will naturally have to pay back. If you take someone else's life, you have to make up for your own life, that's all."

"You'd better hope he wakes up later, otherwise, there will be trouble."

Being able to say so much to Zhao Zhen is already the limit of Ye Li's patience with people other than Yan Shixun.

After finishing the words, he strode his long legs, passed by Zhao Zhen indifferently, and went downstairs.

Ye Li's brows and eyes darkened because of unhappiness.

Yan Shixun was not in the small building, he went to the village, even his breath was taken away from the small building.

However, before Yan Shixun left, he handed over all the lives in the small building to him, making it impossible for him to even chase after him.

Ye Li had a difficult balance in his heart. On the one hand, he was a beloved exorcist, and on the other hand, he was trusted by his beloved. Which one should he choose?

After Zhao Zhen heard Ye Li's words, he thought for a moment and realized the meaning of Ye Li's words.

It means... after this person wakes up, may he hurt other people?

Zhao Zhen looked down at the fainted person on the ground. He looked normal now, except for the thick black and blue in front of his eyes, which looked particularly haggard, he was still the staff member Zhao Zhen knew.

Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth, still bent down to pick up the staff member, and walked directly into the room.

Even if there is an evil spirit in the body, it may hurt other people, but the staff is still a mortal body after all, if they are thrown here in the cold for one night, their lives will be lost.

As for hurting others...

Zhao Zhen threw the staff on the chair and sat down, and immediately searched around the room, twisted the sheets into ropes, and tied the staff up.

After doing this, Zhao Zhen immediately went to see the situation of other people in the room.

He remembers clearly that at first he felt something was wrong because he saw the motionless people in the room through the door.

But this look made Zhao Zhenxin cold for a while.

Where the others fell asleep, they were obviously attacked.

Some people had a big bruise on their heads, and some had blood-red scratches all over their faces. They fell on the bed and the ground in awkward postures, as if they were not on guard against the attackers at all, and were caught off guard. hit.

After Zhao Zhen tested everyone's pulse and found that they were just unconscious and their vital signs were still stable, he dared to breathe a sigh of relief and hurriedly moved them up again.

At this time, Bai Shuang in the opposite room dared to open the door cautiously and looked outside after hearing the voice from outside weakened.

"Zhao Zhen? Is that you?"

Seeing Zhao Zhen in the opposite room, Bai Shuang asked with a trembling voice, "What happened just now? I heard someone shouting, and the power was cut off."

The moment the darkness hit, Bai Shuang's first reaction was to go out to find Yan Shixun.

But after thinking about it, Bai Shuang was afraid that there would be danger outside the door, if she went out rashly, would she run into a ghost who might be guarding outside the door, causing trouble for Yan Shixun.

So, she tightened her heart while shivering behind the door.

Every loud noise and exclamation outside made her heart jump, and the fear of not knowing what happened spread in her heart, forcing her to breathe.

While Bai Shuang was thinking wildly anxiously, she was afraid and worried about other people, she even burst into tears, but at the same time, she could only hold on to the door tightly, listening to the sound outside, in case there was a ghost rushing in .

Even when the voice of Zhao Zhen talking to someone sounded, Bai Shuang didn't dare to go out, for fear that something would trick her into opening the door.

It wasn't until the outside became quiet that Bai Shuang dared to quietly open a crack in the door and look out.

As soon as Zhao Zhen heard the voice and turned his head, he saw Bai Shuang holding the door frame with a cautious look.

He gritted his teeth and moved the heavy staff to the bed, while showing a smile, trying to comfort Bai Shuang.

"It's me, don't be afraid, the director said that the electricity was cut off because of the unstable voltage in the village."

Zhao Zhendao: "However, it is true that evil spirits are haunting again, Bai Shuang, you should also be careful."

After hearing Zhao Zhen tell what happened just now, Bai Shuang's eyes widened, looking shocked.

Before knowing exactly what happened, Bai Shuang felt that if he knew, he should feel scared.

But at this moment, she realized that after knowing the specific situation... she began to fear the darkness around her.

It seems that in those invisible corners, there are dangers lurking, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Zhao Zhen was busy bandaging the injured people, and couldn't care about Bai Shuang for a while.

Bai Shuang wanted to come over to help, but Zhao Zhen thought about it and said, "Since you were safe in the room just now, you should stay in the room."

"Brother Yan doesn't seem to be in the small building right now. I just called Brother Yan for help, and the person who has been by Brother Yan's side came. Now only that person and Xing Xing are protecting us. There is a shortage of manpower, so we should avoid moving around."

Although in the dark, the two can only vaguely distinguish each other's appearance, Zhao Zhen still tried his best to make his smile look reassuring, and comforted Bai Shuang: "Don't be afraid, I will guard them here, and I am very close to you , if you have anything, just call me."

After all, several staff members have passed out and have no power to protect themselves.

On balance, Zhao Zhen still stayed in the room here.

He felt that as long as he didn't close the door, he could protect Bai Shuang and the staff at the same time.After all, Bai Shuang is a girl, so it's not easy for him to let Bai Shuang come and share a room with him.

Brother Yan didn't know when he would come back, and he didn't know when the danger would pass. If he had to keep watch all night, Bai Shuang wouldn't be able to rest well if he stayed with them.

Zhao Zhen thought about it for a while, and proposed a compromise.

Bai Shuang nodded, and still looked at Zhao Zhen worriedly: "You too, call me if you are too busy."

Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "Okay, go back to your room and lock the door."

After moving several staff members to the bed, Zhao Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then groped in the dark to find the medicine box, trying to help them deal with their wounds.

After all, this is the staff room, and the logistics materials are still complete.

Although Zhao Zhen is not a professional medical staff, he has been injured in filming all year round, so he is proficient in treating wounds.

Zhao Zhen groped for a long time, and not only found the medicine box, but also the spare flashlight that was put together with the medicine box.

There was a burst of surprise in his heart, and just as he was about to get up, he felt as if he had bumped into a cabinet.

With a bang, something smashed down.

Zhao Zhen turned on the flashlight in wonder and looked, only to see a dusty book lying face down on the ground.

After he picked it up, he realized that it was actually a notebook.

Seeing that the style does not seem to be used by the villagers, Zhao Zhen couldn't help guessing whether it was left by the tourists who came here before.

Zhao Zhen sat down beside him curiously, and opened the notebook.

At the beginning, the identity of the owner of the notebook is indicated, and two photos are also included.

The man in the photo is wearing professional outdoor hiking gear and goggles, smiling brightly out of the photo.

Beside the man, there were still a few people who were almost dressed, and the flag of the "Longevity Village Trekking Team" could be vaguely seen behind them.

It seems that this is a group photo of the hiking team before the hike.

The records left in the notebook also confirmed this.

Zhao Zhen remembered that on the way to Changshou Village, the guide had introduced that Changshou Village was first famous because of the word of mouth of hikers and backpackers. Even because of the good environment of Changshou Village, many people finally settled in here.

However, today did not see settled people?

With curiosity and doubts, Zhao Zhen opened the notebook.

At the very beginning, the owner of the notebook was still recording every day's itinerary, as well as the team's distribution and logistical support. It can be seen that he was really organizing a hike.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the notebook wrote down happily, saying that they had arrived at Changshou Village, the mountains and rivers here were as good as the rumors said, and the villagers were also very enthusiastic, not only did they build an unoccupied house for them Small buildings, rich food and clean water.

He praised the water quality of Changshou Village, feeling that it was the best water he had ever drunk, and he was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave.

Zhao Zhen flipped through a few pages, all recording the happy life in Changshou Village.

But slowly, the content of the description began to become wrong.

In the beginning, the standard one-page-a-day paper began to have blank pages, with only messy and uncoordinated words and sentences on it, as if a person was trying to write down even when he was extremely sleepy.

Zhao Zhen tried hard to distinguish, but the moment he understood it, his heart skipped a beat.

[Something's wrong, there's something in the river]

The handwriting is so heavy that it even sees through the paper and is drawn to the next page.

But the words were not finished.

Zhao Zhen turned to the next page, but it was a different style.

The handwriting is neat and beautiful, and the writing is full of admiration for Changshou Village. He also said that this is the most comfortable period of time he has spent, and he has no worries at all.

Messy and tidy, the contrast is stark.

Another page was turned, and the handwriting was heavily scratched again.

[water!water not]

On the next page, it still turned into a compliment to Longevity Village.

Zhao Zhenxin couldn't stop being flustered. He started to flip through several pages, only to find that the whole notebook was full of such a sense of fragmentation.

The previous page seemed like a desperate struggle, as if desperately trying to write down something.

But on the next page, it became a peaceful and relaxed time, and the words were full of praise for Changshou Village, as if he had forgotten that he was still struggling desperately just now.

Zhao Zhen could almost see through the handwriting on the paper that the man had tried and struggled repeatedly, but failed in the end.

The owner of the notebook forgot all his unhappiness, including those things that would cause him negative emotions and anxiety.

On the last few pages, the owner of the notebook exclaimed in a happy tone that he still wanted to settle in Changshou Village, and that he would come back and stay in Changshou Village forever and ever after leaving the village and taking care of everything.

But in the last few lines, as if he suddenly remembered something, he tried to write something messily.

[There are corpses in Changshou Village, they can move, so hurry up, because...]

Before he finished speaking, the nib of the pen stopped on the page, and a large ink blot was smeared, as if the writer was lost in thought.

But in the end, the owner of the notebook added a paragraph.

[I forgot.I forgot what I forgot, and I seemed to want to write it down, or tell my companions, but they disappeared one by one, and I forgot where they were.The villagers told me that they couldn't stand the bitter cold in the mountains, so they left.But why am I not impressed? ]

[My memory is having trouble.If there is anything I can be certain of right now, it has to be this sentence.

I forgot something very important, but I can't remember what it was. ]

When Zhao Zhen read the last paragraph, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured down his head, making his heart cool.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.