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It's been about ten days since Yan Cheng cleared the evil spirit last time, and the increasingly serious evil spirit squeezed out from unknown corners, gathered around him again, and penetrated deep into his spine.

At the beginning, he thought that his body was useless, like a drug addict who eats the marrow and tastes, tasted the dampness and pain in the bone marrow nerves, and experienced the relaxation that he hadn't felt for a long time. The tolerance is not strong enough.

Or maybe he developed 'drug resistance'.

The more he got Gu Zhisang's help, the more serious the backlash of the evil spirits became, which greatly accelerated the speed at which his body gathered the evil spirits.

But after observing for a period of time, Yan Cheng discovered that this was not the case.

The changes in him don't seem to be caused by him...

It's because the evil spirit is increasing.

He has come into contact with more supernatural beings, and even the whole person has been taken captive to the underworld for a walk. Rao has not changed his life, he has been enlightened, but his physique has undergone natural changes.

Yan Cheng could see things in the underworld.

Not only the ghosts, but also the dark, tumbling evil spirits around him.

Seeing these things continuously drilled into his seven orifices and pores with his own eyes, Yan Cheng couldn't help smiling wryly.

No wonder he was treated as unknown.

As he was lost in thought, his cell phone vibrated slightly.

Yan Cheng's pupils, which were deliberately emptied in order to reduce his attention to the pain, slowly focused, and the moment he came back to his senses, the coldness piercing into his gut made his eyebrows twitch.

There are not many people who can send messages to his private account in private time, and he knows who there is even with his eyes closed.

With some unclear expectations, he picked up the phone and looked at the screen, the pain was so cold that the slender fingertips of his hands were like translucent thin jade.

"Ah Cheng, are you asleep? During the video yesterday, your mother said that your complexion was not very good, and she was a little worried about your recent physical condition. Would you like to ask Master Gu to help you take another look?"

The person who sent the message to him was Yan He, his father.

Yan Cheng lowered his eyes: "No, I'm fine."

Seemingly aware that the tone conveyed was too cold and hard, he pursed his pretty lips and added another sentence:

"You don't have to worry about me. When it's cold, remember to ask Aunt Xu to make an appointment for Mom to see a doctor early, and don't wear such thin clothes anymore."

On the other end, Fu Qing'an showed nervousness, staring at her husband's hand.

"Well, what did your son say?"

Yan He: "No, you can see for yourself."

Seeing his wife's mood change after a day of depression, Yan He said slowly:

"Ah Cheng is not a three-year-old child, he can take care of himself. I was less than one-tenth of him when I was his age..."

Hearing this, Fu Qing'an gave him a sidelong glance.

The middle-aged beautiful woman over 50 has fine lines around her eyes, but she still maintains a good figure. Her complexion is fair, her lips are long and her eyes are long. Her youthful appearance is clearly visible.

"Ability is one thing. He doesn't pay attention to his own body at all. He never supported himself to carry it. If the people around him hadn't told us, we as parents wouldn't know anything!" Fu Qing'an said, Eye circles are red:

"Blame me for being incompetent, let my son be bullied at a young age, he should blame us..."

"Oh, why are you talking about this again? Ah Cheng still remembers your bad joints, so he told me to take good care of you. How could he blame you for taking you to heart?" Yan He sighed, and gently put his arms around his wife's shoulders.

Having said that, the middle-aged man who is over half a century old also has infinite guilt in his heart:

"If you want to blame, you should also blame me for being too weak!"

Back then, the wife was pregnant and gave birth, and the child was snatched away by the Taoist who suddenly appeared before she could hug her warmly.

At that time, Yan He was twenty-five and six-year-old, an upstart in Rongcheng, a new star in the shopping malls, a successful young man with a successful career, a loving husband and wife, who would say nothing of a high-spirited young talent.

But the existence of partial metaphysics is above the secular world.

More than 20 years ago, even the country had just established a spiritual group, and it was still in the process of groping. How can a "vulgar" and "little" businessman like him resist the Taoism that has been hidden for thousands of years.

Yan He still remembers that old man from the Qianqing Sect, with a long beard and white beard, with the palms of his hands lightly resting on the neck of his crying son, who was just born flushed all over his body, as if he exerted force, the cry of this child and his life It will all come to an abrupt end.

He wanted to step forward to stop and take back his son, wanted to vent his anger, and asked loudly what these people were doing, but the moment he spoke, the old man glanced lightly at him.

Indifference, contempt, displeasure...

The 'God', who is so high above that he knows the power of life and death, is looking down on the ants.

If there is any real sight, it scrapes his skin like a knife, stabs his back with chills, and he can no longer move his legs.

If it weren't for the dissuasion of the two people from the side, Yan He suspected that he would be defeated by a gaze.

When he came back to his senses, he was sweating profusely, and he listened blankly to the Taoist who claimed to be Taoist Qin, who claimed to be the Master of One Yuan, said:

'As soon as your son was born, the evil spirits of the ten directions gathered together. I am afraid that Tuluo, the vicious ghost, was reincarnated. A murderous creature, for the sake of the world...'

From the beginning to the end, the white-bearded old man carrying the baby only said with disgust:

‘Evil barrier, **** it. '

Yan He was in great pain and begged bitterly, but he still failed to keep his son.

Two other kind-hearted companions told him that even if his son would not be strangled immediately, it would be impossible to allow him to grow up in the secular world and prepare him mentally.

Taoist Changqin: 'Actually, letting go of this child may not be a bad thing for you. He is born ominous, with evil spirits on his body, and being close to him for a long time will easily bring bad influence to you and your wife. '

'Your wife bled heavily during childbirth and was almost unable to be rescued. It may not be without his influence. '

Yan He was in a daze, desperate and helpless.

One day ago, he was an upstart with everything going well, but in a blink of an eye, he couldn't even protect his own flesh and blood, and he didn't know how to explain to his wife who was still in a coma.

Perhaps it was because the gaze of the old man from Qianqingmen was too cold, or he was taken aback by the 'monster' and 'evil spirit' they were talking about. In short, the young Yan He shrank back at that moment.

Afterwards, knowing the hardships Yan endured countless times, and seeing his increasingly cold eyes and increasingly silent and gloomy demeanor during the few encounters with his elder son, Yan He would always regret it and hate his own incompetence back then. .

So when Yan Cheng calmly said that he didn't blame himself, Yan He believed it almost evasively, and never asked any more questions;

He was afraid of hearing the hatred of his eldest son.

Yan He wanted to do everything he could to compensate Yan Cheng, but Yan Cheng didn't need it either.

This child is smart, with the kind of ruthlessness that can grit his teeth without making a sound even if his bones are broken. He is far superior to him and most people in this world. It has reached a height that even he can't match.

He and his wife are very proud of him, but they dare not get close to him with guilt.

Let's talk about the two children of the Yan family.

The eldest son, Yan Cheng, was released by Xuanmen at the age of ten because of his physical condition. He lived at home for only two years and lived alone since he was a teenager;

The youngest son, Yan Xugui, has been obsessed with racing cars for the past two years. He goes racing on dangerous mountain roads everywhere, without staying home.

The two children have been close since childhood. Although they are brothers, there is always a gulf between them.

The couple have made a lot of efforts to get closer to the family relationship.

After dinner yesterday, the family of four had a rare video, Fu Qing'an and Yan Xugui talked a lot, Yan Cheng listened silently.

After all, it was mother and child connecting hearts, through the screen, Fu Qing'an noticed that Yan Cheng's state was not right.

She asked a few more questions, inevitably mentioning Gu Zhisang who helped her son relieve the pain.

Who would have thought that Yan Xugui, who had been laughing all this time, suddenly lowered his face, frowned and asked:

'Didn't the elder brother's illness be alleviated with that jade phalanx? Why are you still in touch with that Gu Zhisang? It's unnecessary, right? Didn't Daoist Qin, the leader of Unity Temple, say that he can go to him if there is any problem? '

There was some dislike towards Gu Zhisang in the words.

Like Fu Qing'an and his wife, outsiders only know about the existence of the jade phalanx, and heard that the jade phalanx used to be a thing of the Taoist sect, but they don't know that Yan Cheng can alleviate the evil spirits, and the more important thing is the help of Gu Zhisang.

In addition, Yan Xugui recently got close to a female star named Yu Fengqing in the entertainment industry, and they talked about love.

It is said that this Yu and Master Gu debuted together before, and the relationship is not good. Since a year or two ago, the fans of the two families have been tearing apart.

Yan Xugui heard a lot of true and false words from his lover's manager and company assistant, such as Gu Zhisang robbing resources, robbing people, etc., and felt that his girlfriend was being bullied.

Therefore, he has always had a bad feeling towards Gu Zhisang.

Yan He and Fu Qing'an had heard of these things a little.

But the two of them are not confused or brainless people. Regardless of Feng Qing, they really don't like what the managers around her say.

Gu Zhisang is his son's savior, and they also like that young, mysterious and powerful girl very much, and they don't believe that the other party will do what the Internet public opinion says.

Yan Xugui was reprimanded twice, but he couldn't listen to it. In desperation, the couple had no choice but to order him not to mention it again.

Who would have thought that this kid would be such an idiot, he played the home video and said those things in front of A Cheng.

Fu Qing'an's heart skipped a beat at that time.

Although she dared not get close to her eldest son, she paid close attention to him and was most sensitive to his sensitive changes.

Yan Cheng has very few friends and has never been in a relationship. It seems that the only option in his life is work;

Pursuing the game of shopping malls in numbness and pain is the only joy he can find in life.

But after meeting Master Gu, he acted unnaturally several times, had reddish ears, and even took the initiative to contact... These subtle changes had to make Fu Qing'an think a lot.

She angrily reprimanded Yan Xugui on the spot.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Chengqi's cold eyes on the screen stabbed him hard.

The video call that was started with the idea of ​​getting closer to family members ended up unhappy.

This was also the first time they had clearly received displeasure and dissatisfaction from Yan Cheng.

and anger.

It's for Yan Xugui.

Even when the thin young man who had just reached Fu Qing'an's shoulders pulled the suitcase back then, when his eyes firmly expressed that he wanted to live out, they didn't see the slightest bit of anger on the young man's face, nor did they hear a single word of complaint.

The couple understood that Yan Cheng was really angry.

Fu Qing'an was anxious and restless all day, and the sadness on her face did not dissipate until she received Yan Cheng's message.

After hesitating for a moment, she poked Yan He's arm again, asking him to continue replying...

' hum

Yan Cheng opened his eyes.

His closed eyelashes trembled slightly, as if trying to endure the pain.

The huge living room was silent, and he could let go of all his defenses. His pair of light amber pupils were clean and clear, but they had an inexplicable aqua color.

After reading the content of the message clearly, his expression was gloomy, and he let out a sullen breath for a long time.

The internal organs hurt even more.

"Ah Cheng, Dad first apologizes for your brother for what happened yesterday, Master Gu is kind to our family, he shouldn't be so disrespectful, I will ask him to call you tomorrow.

Your brother has a brain, and his words are always so annoying, but he has no bad intentions, and he loves you as a brother very much..."

There are some words in the back, which probably explain that Yan Xugui's sense of Gu Zhisang was only affected by the outside news and his feelings for his girlfriend.

Yan Cheng didn't really want to read it.

In fact, Yan Cheng didn't care about Yan Xugui's opinion, even his likes and dislikes towards his elder brother.

He just didn't want Sangsang to be slandered by unknown words.

I am even more frustrated with my parents' cautious, flattering and apologetic expressions every time I look at them.

He threw the phone far away, his well-defined body curled up slightly, letting out pain from his broken and long breath.

The quiet environment and the sharp pain like a flood will wear away people's reason and tenacity, and forcibly peel off the inner fragility.

Yan Cheng didn't want to recall the painful past, but he couldn't restrain those memory fragments from drilling into his head.

For childhood, he is numb.

Natural intelligence and perseverance make him far more mature than his peers.

But his innate disaster physique made this maturity out of place, and it became the reason why he was a monster and was bullied even more.

Most of the children in Xuanmen are the second generation of Xuanmen, even if they have not yet enlightened to the Taoist practice, just relying on the self-defense given by their parents and attacking talismans is enough for him to bear.

He has neither the protection of his parents, nor the protection of the law, and the only thing he can do is to barely survive.

The young Yan Cheng also looked forward to his parents and warmth when he was a child.

The first time he was allowed to go home, to meet his parents, was when he was five years old.

Although he doesn't know much about the world, he still has great fantasies and expectations for the relatives he has never met. He hugged his dirty little clothes and washed them several times before being apprehensive and timid. Several mysterious masters guarding him brought him to Yan's house.

He met his parents for the first time.

Just like in the fantasy, Yan He and Fu Qing'an are both people with outstanding appearance and excellent temperament. The moment they saw him, his mother broke down in tears, and his father squatted down with red eyes, and opened his hands towards him.

But Xiao Yancheng couldn't help but move his gaze to his mother's arms.

In the crib where he had never been, a small soft baby was soft-cheeked and held gently.

Even if it was crying, Fu Qing'an was subconsciously holding back her voice so that she would not collapse so much, so as not to wake up the little son in her arms.

Little Yan Cheng walked over stiffly, and called out 'Dad' in a low voice.

He has never learned how to act like a baby and cry, and he lost the ability to smile wantonly at a young age, so he is so good that it makes people feel distressed.

Fu Qing'an also cried and squatted down, as if she wanted to introduce another family member to the eldest son whom she met for the first time.

Perhaps there was too much movement around, and the baby was woken up, crying, and couldn't be coaxed well.

For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted, and the mysterious master standing behind Yan Cheng said lightly:

' He must have been frightened by the evil spirit on Yan Cheng's body. There is no way, he was born gloomy, and babies are sensitive to these things. Not to mention the children of the secular world, even the children in our sect are quite afraid of him . '

In the helplessness of Fu Qing'an and Yan He, the other person said impatiently:

' Hurry up and hold the child far away, it's annoying to make noise. '

So Xiao Yancheng was silent, watching the back of Fu Qing'an coaxing his younger brother to leave, he suddenly felt unspeakable grievances, pursed his lips and said nothing, tears fell down.

That was the first time he cried, and the only time.

Yan He thought he was missing his relatives, and comforted him clumsily: "Mom will be right back..."

In their conception, Yan Cheng is just a 5-year-old child, what can he understand.

Bisheng Yan Cheng was young and intelligent, and knew everything.

The unconscious actions of the Yan family couple, their intimacy with their younger brother Yan Xugui... are like invisible sharp cones, piercing Yan Cheng's heart.

At that moment, his young mind suddenly thought of one thing:

Mom and Dad's baby can never be him.

It won't be Yan Cheng.

They have a younger brother, and there is no place for him in this family.

Even though Yan Cheng has forgotten what they said and did halfway, he will always remember the scene when they first met, and he also remembers that when he left Yan's house, the great reluctance in his heart had been reduced by half.

Every year thereafter, he could go back to Yan's house once.

Every time, Yan He and Fu Qing'an greeted this son with the attitude of being a distinguished guest, and they started to cry when they saw him, and kept saying that they were sorry for themselves, as if they wanted to put all the guilt of these years on him. Compensate to Yan Cheng within one day.

Little did he know that the more he did this, the more Yan Cheng would feel that he couldn't integrate into this family.

Yan Xugui, who grew up day after day, learned to speak, and would hide behind his parents to peek at his brother.

Perhaps children are really sensitive to evil spirits, Yan Xugui is often scared to cry by him, which makes Yan He and Fu Qing'an very embarrassed, and reprimands him with a cold face.

Yan Xugui, who was six or seven years old, was also very sensitive. He could feel the concern and guilt of his parents for his brother. He often cried and said that he didn't want his brother, that he took his parents away;

The angry and annoyed Yan family couple naturally beat him up again, forcing him to apologize to Yan Cheng.

Gradually growing up, Yan Cheng, who also looks indifferent and resolute, actually doesn't feel much sadness, he just feels uncomfortable.

For myself, but also for the Yan family couple and Yan Xugui.

From Yan Xugui's point of view, he is indeed an outsider who stole the attention of his parents, and he deserves to be hated.

As for the Yan family's parents, their guilt is far greater than their fetters. As long as the past ten years have happened, the three of them will never be real parents and children.

They will angrily scold Yan Xugui, and even take action to teach them a lesson. The warmth and helplessness they inadvertently reveal when getting along with each other is the tacit understanding accumulated in getting along day after day;

But when facing himself, it is always to please, to make up for, not as intimacy with Yan Xugui.

He has long since lost the child's ability to play and roll with his parents.

Yan Cheng thought that he was a 'thorn' lying across Yan's house.

With him, everything is an eyesore, without him everything is back on track.

Therefore, when he was fourteen years old, he moved out of the Yan family.

Over the years, the Yan family couple should have understood the real way to get along, and they have worked hard for this. Yan Xugui has also matured a lot, and has overcome the objections he had when he was young. Yan Cheng couldn't bear to appease their kindness and tried his best to cater.

Gradually they seemed to be a real family.

But everyone knew in their hearts that the ravines and valleys could never be filled, and what they were doing now was just whitewashing the peace.

Just like now, Yan Cheng knew that Yan Xugui was not targeting him, but if he regarded himself as his elder brother and valued him, at least he would not belittle his savior in front of him.

And although Yan He and Fu Qing'an also understood the younger son's fault and apologized for him, the intimacy in their words was still distinct.

Yan Cheng prides himself on not being a sensitive and narrow-minded person.

But when Yin Sha was tortured to the verge of collapse, he was still infected by the strong negative emotions in it, and was troubled for a while.

The phone is still shaking.

Yan Cheng, who had been silent for a long time, sat blankly, like a poor big dog abandoned and forgotten by everyone.

He blinked his dry eyes, stretched his arms for a while, and hooked up the cell phone that was ringing from time to time.

No matter how cold and alienated the surface is, the inside is still soft when peeled off.

Yan Cheng knew that if he didn't reply, Fu Qing'an would think a lot, and would be restless because of the 'disharmony' of their brotherhood.

He didn't want to disturb this gentle and sensitive mother, so he chose to reply.

Yan He sent some voice notes.

There is his voice, and there is also Fu Qing'an's soft voice, which contains an apology to him.

Yan Cheng propped his head and listened to a few more words, silently wrote two words of comfort, and sent them over.

After receiving his son's reply, Fu Qing'an's high hanging heart fell again.

She and Yan He didn't want to end this chat so quickly and abruptly, it seemed that they only cared about their youngest son Yan Xugui, but actually they wanted to get closer to Yan Cheng.

So Yan He changed the topic to something he was interested in.

"I heard Xiao Jiang from the technical department say that you are asking them to do a brand new, all-round system upgrade, and even the Ministry of National Security is cooperating, which is amazing!

When your father and I were in our early twenties, we were just playing around. "

When it comes to the most caring things during this period, Yan Cheng pays more attention to them.

The promoter of this security system is Gu Zhisang in the final analysis, but these insides are all confidential, so he replied with some information that can be talked about.

Yan He replied again: "Your mother and I both know how much effort you have put into this new system, but the human body is not made of steel, and you have to eat and rest regularly..."

Fu Qing'an's voice interspersed: "That's right, the efficiency of your department is already very high, don't push yourself so hard!"

Yan Cheng said silently in his heart: Not high.

He is a capitalist, but he still has a conscience.

Although the core team of the technical department was allowed to stay in the office, they paid 3 times the salary and various benefits in order to complete the new system as soon as possible and invest in application upgrades.

This is the only thing he can do for Gu Zhisang.

If the new system is not in place, every time he can't help but click on Gu Zhisang's profile picture and send a few greetings or greetings, he won't be able to send them out.

The news from Yan He stopped.

Yan Cheng held his mobile phone and waited for more than ten seconds, but he didn't see any new reply. On the back of his hanging palm, thin and winding veins climbed up his strong arm and disappeared into the rolled up black cuff.

Suddenly, his eyes tightened, as if he felt something, he suddenly turned his head, his face was covered with coldness and vigilance.

However, when he saw the picture in the middle of the living room behind him, he suddenly froze, with unconcealable surprise and surprise.

Yan Cheng himself didn't know it, but his light pupils suddenly brightened.

"Sang... Sangsang?"

He subconsciously stood up, wanting to step back.

This was a habit that Yan Cheng formed after he was able to see the evil spirits surging around him.

In the past, when others approached him, they felt that his aura was strong and difficult to get close to. After staying by his side for a long time, my heart trembled.

Now he is the one who takes the initiative to ask people in the company not to get too close to him. If there are children, elderly people, or pregnant women walking on the road, he will change his own way to avoid these people as much as possible within the area covered by his evil spirit.

So Yan Cheng became more withdrawn and indifferent in the eyes of many people.

Seeing Gu Zhisang's face engraved in his mind, Yan Cheng's body moved before his mind, fearing that she would be swept away by evil spirits, his steps stopped in the next second.

In the line of sight, Gu Zhisang's figure was tumbling, his fangs and claws were looming, and his face was indifferent.

Behind her is a tall and pitch-black carved gate, from which the billowing yin energy overflows. Yan Cheng has seen it once, and knows that it is a ghost gate together with the underworld.

Even the ghostly aura was firmly suppressed by Gu Zhisang's powerful 'qi' all over his body, and he couldn't make a move, let alone the unspeakable evil spirits gathered around him.

As soon as they met each other, the ghostly aura under Gu Zhisang's feet became extremely domineering, attacking the evil spirits in the room.

Yan Cheng only felt that every time Gu Zhisang took a step closer to him, the evil spirit on his body would be torn apart like a thin piece of paper, until he was completely suppressed.

In the cold aura that rushed to his face, there was the unique clear aura of Gu Zhisang.

She looked at Yan Cheng's long and narrow eye cores, the light amber pupils were rounded, and she just stared at herself blankly, not like the usual calm and indifferent look, quite pure and silly, and found it quite interesting .

"What are you looking at me for, scared?"

Thinking about it carefully, wouldn't it be 'breaking into a private house' if he suddenly appeared, and the impact was indeed not very good.

Gu Zhisang apologized: "I sent you a message not long ago, you may not have seen it, I should have said it earlier."

Yan Cheng suddenly came back to his senses: "No..."

He was carried by ghost energy, he only felt that the tip of his nose and breath were full of Gu Zhisang's smell, although it was faint, he couldn't ignore it.

Thinking of something, Bao Liang's ears turned red.

Hearing that Gu Zhisang said that he had sent a message, Yan Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the phone in his hand, wanting to see what Gu Zhisang had sent him.

But he didn't know that the screen was still on the page chatting with Yan He, and Yan He, who had stopped messaging for a long time, sent him two long voice messages at some point.

Because of nervousness, he subconsciously tightened his fingers, and his fingertips touched one of them by mistake. Fu Qing'an came out of the phone with a tentative and nervous voice:

"A Cheng, are you interested in Master Gu? Mom doesn't mean anything else when she asks this, but I think you treat her differently. Every time you..."

Yan Cheng's pupils trembled, and he frantically tried to turn off the voice, but finally pressed the volume button so that the voice suddenly became smaller and disappeared.

The voice on the screen is still playing, but there is no sound.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Yan Cheng felt that his eyelids were going to burn.

In front of him was the person he was thinking about, even the person in his mother's voice. Just now his dark thoughts that he didn't dare to expose were suddenly punctured, which happened unexpectedly, and made him nervous.

At this moment, in the face of tens of billions of commercial investment, he is still calm and calm, and the business giant who is strategizing is like a submissive male high school student, with his heart beating like a drum and his ears burning red.

Even the courage to look up to see the reaction of the person opposite is on and off...