Huang He shouted anxiously, and began to chant some incantations in his mouth, ready to suppress the evil spirits at any time.
But he saw the young man still holding a yellow talisman calmly, pressing his fingertips on the vibrating wooden box, and softly shouted: "Quiet."
In an instant, the excited and vibrating wooden box fell silent, and even the hostile energy rushing towards the surroundings suddenly dissipated.
He opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and stared at the boy with wide eyes.
He could feel the intensity of the hostility exposed in the wooden box, and he naturally knew how much mana was needed to suppress it. And this young man with no cultivation actually calmed down the evil spirit inside so effortlessly.
Huang He didn't stop him anymore, and looked at the boy quietly without moving.
He has an important duty in his life, which is to live in this Taoist temple and watch over this suppressed evil spirit.
There are many people in this world who don't believe him, say that he is pretending to be a ghost, and call him cheating people and money, but he just laughed it off.
As long as he can keep the evil spirits from escaping and harming the world, he will be doing good deeds all his life. For this reason, he has already made up his mind to stay in this dilapidated Taoist temple all his life.
Today, perhaps this young man can help him fulfill this responsibility.
In addition to the seal on the wooden box for suppressing evil spirits, there is also an old-fashioned iron lock. Wen Yu gently tore off the seal, unscrewed the rusty iron lock and slowly opened the lid.
Inside was a small tea-colored porcelain pot, the mouth of which was stuffed with a yellow cloth. It was also the last layer of pressure, which probably contained the evil spirit Huang He was talking about.
He picked up the porcelain bottle and shook it, but there was no sound. The evil spirit stayed inside quietly.
But Wen Yu could feel that the quiet evil spirit was fearing and frightening him. Just like the evil spirit crawling at Ying Chen's feet in the morning, it absolutely surrenders to the person whose strength far crushes it.
Sure enough, he could use the talisman paper drawn by Huang He.
He looked at the memorial tablet of the patriarch on the table, and smiled at Huang He who was so nervous that his hand was shaking while holding the yellow talisman.
Immediately, with a sound of 'Peng', the yellow cloth blocking the brown porcelain bottle was pulled out.
Immediately, a shrill and trembling female voice came from inside: "No, no, please don't kill me."
Just like Wen Yu felt the aura of fear just now, Li Gui can sense his powerful power and fear him.
He also bewitched the young man: "I can be your servant for you to send. Human beings can't see me, so I can do many things for you. If you keep me, you will definitely get benefits. I beg you to stay." I."
Before Wen Yu could speak, Huang He held a talisman in his hand and quickly stopped her: "I can't keep her. My master said that she is a fierce ghost with deep resentment and great harm. Those who were killed by her back then are not counted." its number"
"What are you! A useless Taoist should have suppressed me for so many years, I hate, I hate you!!!"
The evil spirits are enraged.
Shouted sharply, the ear-piercing and shrill voice filled the surroundings, vibrating the eardrums and buzzing.
The hostility also suddenly rose, and the evil spirit squeezed in the small porcelain bottle suddenly swelled out, and the uncomfortable cold air rushed towards Wen Yu and Huang He in the hall.
Wen Yu was forced to take two steps back by the strong air pressure.
Huang He was obviously not as relaxed as Wen Yu. He held his chest and breathed hard, his hand holding the yellow talisman shook, pointed to a place, and said, "She, she came out, hurry up!"
Obviously Huang He could see Li Gui's real state, but Wen Yu still couldn't.
Li Gui's madness was too frightening, much stronger than before. After all, without Ying Chen, Wen Yu felt nervous and panicked.
He even faintly thought: If he can't restrain this ghost, will Ying Chen feel that he is in danger and rush to help him
Wen Yu tried his best to concentrate on his mind, thinking about the method Ying Chen told him, twisted up a yellow talisman and threw it in the direction of Huang He's finger, shouting: "Scatter!"
"no, do not want!"
The Li Gui, who was screaming sharply and miserably, immediately changed his momentum, with hatred in his horror: "Ah, you dare to get rid of me, I curse!"
Just halfway through shouting, it suddenly fell silent.
Just like when Ying Chen held his hand to dissipate the evil spirit in the morning, all the hostility instantly disappeared without a trace.
Wen Yu hadn't gotten out of his nervousness yet, breathing quickly and looking around blankly.
Suddenly, misty smoke rose around when Li Gui's soul dissipated. The smoke of these souls seemed to be able to collide with his own soul, stirring up the forgotten memories of his previous life.
In the chaotic and blank memory of the trance, a distant voice came.
[It's really hard to feed when you're so skinny and picky eaters. It's delicious, it's better to eat a little fatter.]
It was Ying Chen's voice.
Mellow and deep, but not as gloomy and cold as it is now.
But he was very scared, and asked anxiously: [Then when I get fat, will you eat me?]
[I, I will clean the hall for you. I will also read picture books to you, can you stop eating me?]
Ying Chen sneered, and said with disgust: [Such an ugly brat, whoever loves to eat it will eat it.]
He was very dissatisfied, he was the son of the Wen family, with a noble status and a handsome appearance. But he was actually disgusted by an unknown monster who said he was ugly.
The feeling of unwillingness even affected Wen Yu now.
He frowned and thought: In Ying Chen's eyes, is he ugly
Could it be that the aesthetics of monsters is different from that of ordinary people
"It's gone, the evil spirit is really gone!"
An excited voice woke up the teenager who was stuck in memory.
Looking at the clear surroundings, Huang He opened his arms and laughed wildly: "The evil spirit that I have guarded with Master for nearly a hundred years has just been scattered. My mission is completed, and I am finally free!"
"I can get out of here!"
"thank you!"
He held Wen Yu's hand tightly, his little goatee trembling with excitement: "Since you can use my talisman, then we must be from the same school. You are so powerful, which master did you inherit from?"
Wen Yu pulled out his clenched hand, "I don't know why I have this ability."
Instead, he asked Huang He: "When dispelling the evil spirit's soul, it reminds me of some memories of my previous life. Do you know why?"
"You actually have past life memories!"
Huang He backed away in panic, wanting to kneel down: "You, you are not the reincarnation of our patriarch."
"no."
Wen Yu shook his head, from the memory he got just now, he got the identity information of his previous life.
He was just an ordinary person, born in a family of officials, and his father held a high position in the dynasty. It's just that he was framed by traitors in the power struggle between North Korea and China.
The father was killed, and the family was either exiled or demoted to official slaves.
However, as the young eldest son of the Wen family, he was sent to Ying Chen as a human sacrifice.
Ying Chen has his own hall and is enshrined by others, so he is no ordinary demon.
Is he a god
Wen Yu thought: How can there be such a scary god, it must be a demon.
He asked Huang He: "Do you often take orders for removing spirits? Next time, call me and let me do it."
Huang He now looked at Wen Yu with awe in his eyes, and even hurriedly agreed to his words. "Yes, I will definitely find you when I have it."
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Wen Yu was sincerely persuaded to stay by Huang He, and he cooked lunch for Wen Yu himself. During the dinner, he also told Wen Yu a lot of knowledge about yin and yang and gossip.
Let Wen Yu, who has never been in contact with this aspect, open his eyes. It was already afternoon when he left the Taoist temple.
Holding his schoolbag, he thought of Ying Chen who told him to remember to go home after school.
Now that he understands his relationship with Ying Chen, Wen Yu is even more discouraged.
It turned out that in Ying Chen's eyes, he was just a sacrifice.
Isn't that a relationship where he can do whatever he wants
I really can't escape even if I want to.
The boy kicked a small stone on the side of the road and waved to stop a taxi.
Standing in front of the third-floor villa, Wen Yu could already sense that Ying Chen was at home.
He stood in front of the door and paused for a few seconds before taking a long breath and pressing the combination lock.
After pushing the door and entering, Ying Chen's eyes swept over him.
Wen Yu looked at him and immediately lowered his head.
"After school?"
Ying Chen sat on the sofa and asked a question.
"Ok."
Wen Yu replied with a guilty conscience, took off his shoes, changed them, and entered the house without looking Ying Chen in the eye.
However, when he entered the house and walked through the living room, Ying Chen's eyes kept chasing himself along the way.
It seems that there is something to say, but he hesitates to speak.
Wen Yu remembered what he had said in his memory. I couldn't help asking: "Do you want me to clean the hall and cook you dinner?"
"No. He'll do it for you."
Ying Chen beckoned, and a boy walked out of the kitchen immediately.
The boy stood next to Wen Yu with his hands hanging down, with a submissive attitude, and slightly saluted: "Hello, Young Master Wen."
Be polite, humble and courteous. He has a sophistication and calmness that does not match the age of a boy's body.
Wen Yu didn't react for a while.
The boy in front of him was the one called Lin An in the morning.
After the evil spirits were expelled, the body that was left with only a shell now returned to life.
The same appearance, but the voice and demeanor of speaking are completely different.
The soul changed, it was Ying Chen who injected a new soul into Lin Anshi's body.
Lin An's attitude was extremely submissive, and he reached out to take Wen Yu's schoolbag, and said, "Master Wen, I'll take the bag back to your room."
"Need not."
Wen Yu dodged Lin An's hand and hugged his schoolbag in his arms.
He asked Ying Chen inexplicably: "Didn't you say, let me clean the hall and make the bed for you?"
Why did you send someone to take care of him again.
Or spying on him
Ying Chen stood up from the sofa and walked towards him. There are some questioning hidden in the dark eyes: "If you don't do these things, you can still tell me stories."
"For example, tell me about the place you went today. What evil spirits you subdued."
Wen Yu:! ! !
How did Ying Chen know what he did today
Could it be that the method of exorcism was sensed by Ying Chen
Will Yingchen get angry because of his lying and make trouble for him
Wen Yu became vigilant, looked at Ying Chen who was approaching step by step, and thought about how to explain this matter to the past.
Ying Chen had already stood in front of him, the tall figure brought a shadow, and also gave him invisible pressure, making the young man's eyes drooping with guilt, wandering left and right.
"You still want to get rid of me?"
The man's dark voice sounded from above.
"no."
Wen Yu blurted out, looked up at Ying Chen: "No!"
After entering the house, for the first time, he looked at Ying Chen seriously. He saw that the man's eyes were suppressed with incomparable gloom and helplessness.
He also saw Ying Chen raise his hand and reach out to himself.
The cold fingertips touched his cheek, lifted the broken hair on the side of his ear, and slowly hung it behind his ear.
His movements are very skillful, as if he often tidied up the boy's hair in the past, he brushed a strand of long hair covering his cheek behind his ear.
But now the boy's hair is short and fine, and the hair that hangs behind the ears bounces back and falls on the temples as Ying Chen's fingertips leave.
"You don't have to be so afraid of me."
Seeing the nervousness of the young man, Ying Chen raised his hand again to gently fiddle with the strand of hair, and said in a low voice: "You really want to get rid of me, what else can I do to you."
Wen Yu was nervous, not because he resisted the man touching his hair.
Instead, he wanted to avoid Ying Chen's sight that was very close to him.
He was actually thinking: In Ying Chen's eyes, is he ugly? Will the aesthetics of monsters really be different from humans
Ying Chen didn't know what the young man was thinking, his slender and cold fingertips were still playing with the hair on the young man's ears, as if he couldn't put it down. It is also like the emotions that have been suppressed for too long and can't be let go, and can be soothed by a simple touch.
Wen Yu didn't move at first, but after a long time, he frowned and turned his head to avoid him.
"Do you hate it?"
Ying Chen's hand stopped in mid-air, only a fingertip away from the boy's cheek that turned his head away.
"itch."
Wen Yu said uncomfortably.
Ying Chen snorted lightly, unable to tell whether it was a smile or a sigh: "Go to school tomorrow?"
The word "also" rises slightly, and the meaning is self-evident.
"go."
Wen Yu looked away and emphasized: "Go to school."
Ying Chen's palm landed on the top of the young man's head, he gently rubbed it, and said: "Tomorrow, remember to go home too."
After speaking, he withdrew his hand and opened the distance between him and the boy.
It seems that Ying Chen won't pursue his going to the Taoist temple today, so it's over.
Wen Yu thought, and tried to turn around and go upstairs.
Sure enough, Ying Chen didn't say anything, just followed his figure and watched him go to the second floor.
When Wen Yu reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor and couldn't feel Ying Chen's sight, he suddenly found that Ying Chen's aura suddenly disappeared.
He paused, then quietly turned around and peeked around.
The figure of Ying Chen who was standing in the living room really disappeared.
Ying Chen left? Where is he going? Why are you leaving in such a hurry.
In an instant, the eye contact with Ying Chen just after entering the door appeared in his mind.
At that time, Ying Chen was sitting on the sofa in the living room facing the entrance, and when he looked at him, it seemed that he was waiting for him to go home.
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Not long after Wen Yu stayed in his room, Lin Antuo knocked on his bedroom door, dressed in an exquisite dinner that was still steaming.
"Master Wen, let me bring you dinner."
The body of the same person, the tone of speech is completely different.
But this body, Lin An's, looks like an eighteen or nine-year-old boy. Leaving aside the current calmness and sophistication of the soul, he is just a handsome child.
It's time to look good and obedient when you don't talk.
It was an important person who died to save himself in the previous life, and he couldn't forget these.
He had to recall all the memories of his previous life.
"Put it in."
Wen Yu opened the door to signal him to come in, and then told him, "I will clean up this room myself in the future. Don't come in without my consent."
"Yes, Master Wen."
Lin An put down the tray and took out a small glass test tube from his pocket.
He held it in both hands and handed it to Wen Yu: "This is for you."
The test tube is empty inside. But at the mouth of the pipe, there is a wooden plug tied with a cotton thread.
Wen Yu gently pulled the cotton thread and asked him, "What is this?"
"My master made my spirit."
Lin An seriously explained: "As long as you pull the cork, my soul will be scattered."
Wen Yu:
He looked at the cork that was almost pulled away by him with lingering fear, and asked, "Are you willing?"
Lin An: "This is the master's order, saying that I can only be sent by you in the future, if you are not satisfied, you can directly disperse me."
"Afterwards, he will find more loyal servants for you."
After getting rid of the mad spirit, Ying Chen told him that that kind of thing would never happen again, that's what he meant.
Wen Yu thought for a while and said, "Okay, then let me ask you, where is Ying Chen going now?"
Lin An was taken aback, and hesitated to speak: "I don't know"
Wen Yu played with the cotton thread at the mouth of the glass tube, and sneered: "Didn't you say that it was for my order?"
Lin An had no choice but to answer with difficulty: "The master is looking for your memory, it's all these days"
Wen Yu hurriedly asked, "Where did he go to find it?"
"Master said, can't tell you"
Lin An looked uneasy, and then knelt directly on the ground: "Please don't embarrass me, Young Master Wen."
Lin An was about the same height and age as him.
Such a person of the same age suddenly knelt at his feet in a very low posture, which shocked Wen Yu. He took a few steps back in surprise, and said uncomfortably: "Forget it, you, you go out."
Lin An fell on the ground: "Xie Wen, Master."
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Ying Chen didn't come back until before going to bed.
Wen Yu lay on the huge bed and looked at the chandelier on the top of the bedroom, thinking: Where did Ying Chen go to find his memory
Don't let people say, will it be a very dangerous place
Do you want to tell him that as long as he dispels the soul, he can get the memory of his previous life
Next to the pillow is his mobile phone, which contains Ying Chen's number.
He only needs to send a message and Yingchen will receive it.
It is actually very easy for two people to connect with each other.
But every time we met until now, he has hardly spoken to Ying Chen.
Wen Yu looked away from the phone and snorted: What can he and Ying Chen have to say.
In Ying Chen's eyes, he was a sacrifice. Every time I meet Ying Chen, I want to touch him and kiss him.
If it weren't for my firm attitude, I wouldn't know what happened to me now
Wen Yu sighed, and gradually fell asleep, as if in a dream.
In the dream, a hand was plucking the broken hair by his ear and hanging it behind his ear.
The movements are gentle and meticulous, repeated over and over again.
The touch of fingerprints rubbed against the sensitive skin between the ears, it was crispy and itchy, very comfortable.
He couldn't help rubbing his cheek against the palm twice. The cool touch in the palm took away the heat of early summer and brought some coolness to the energetic young man.
People who are sleeping will instinctively look for a place that makes them more comfortable.
The boy rubbed his palm twice and was not satisfied, so he directly pillowed half of his face on the cool palm, and fell into a deep and fragrant sleep.
Until he woke up and hadn't opened his eyes, he felt a person's palm under his cheek and a strong familiar breath.
Yingchen!
Wen Yu was startled, remembering what happened last night when he was sleepy, and dared not open his eyes.
He closed his eyes tightly, suppressed the beating of his heart, and quietly turned over, facing away from Ying Chen. There was still a hot touch on the cheek, and Ying Chen's usually cold hands were warmed by him.
How long has he been sleeping, with Ying Chen sitting in front of his bed all night with his palm pressed down like this? Not tired? !
Ying Chen also moved his body because the boy turned his back on him.
It's just that he bent down towards the boy, and the warm fingertips gently slid over the finger marks on the boy's cheek.
The lips moved close to the reddish ears of the young man, with the same tone when breathing, and said in a low and soft voice:
"Pretend to be sleeping and lie to me again, I'll kiss you."
Wen Yu was so frightened that he suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, leaving Ying Chen far away.
Ying Chen seemed to be in a good mood, and watched the young man's lips curved into a beautiful arc for the first time: "Don't be scared."
The already extremely handsome man suddenly lost his gloom and coldness, his impeccably beautiful features showed a slight warm smile, and his cold white and flawless skin had an untainted look.
Wen Yu was stunned, and then very discouraged: No wonder Ying Chen thought he was ugly!