Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 193
When Jing Shaoci heard Duan Shaoheng’s voice, he turned and left with a sullen expression on his face.
Seeing this, Yan Zixiu ran a few steps and stopped him directly.
“Step aside.”
Yan Zixiu said stubbornly, “No.”
Jing Shaoci sneered, and said mockingly: “If you delay any longer, your little lover will die.”
“I saved him because of you. If it wasn’t for the longevity lamp that extended your life, why should I care so much?”
As soon as the words fell, the memory of the dark red bloodstains on the stone steps crashed into Jing Shaoci’s heart.
Last time he avoided it and didn’t want to think about it, but this time he tore open the wound bloody.
Jing Shaoci’s big hand hanging by his side kept shaking. After some time, he suppressed his emotions and said, “Go and save him.”
Yan Zixiu looked at him, and said after a while: “Okay.”
After speaking, he put his arms around Jing Shaoci’s waist and disappeared from the spot.
The moment he landed, Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu with wide eyes.
“you……”
Yan Zixiu immediately explained: “If I don’t bring you with me, you’re going to mistrust my relationship with Duan Shaoheng again.”
The veins on Jing Shaoci’s forehead stood out, “I…”
“Tianshi Yan!!”
When Fan Daode saw Yan Zixiu’s figure, he thought he was dazzled, but after seeing it clearly, he rushed towards him.
“Mr. Jing is here too.” Fan Daode said with a smile.
Jing Shaoci’s complexion immediately darkened, and he didn’t even reply.
As soon as Yan Zixiu arrived, everyone surrounded him as if they had found their backbone.
“Master.” Daoist Suixu took the lead and bowed, and the others quickly followed suit.
Yan Zixiu loosened the hand around Jing Shaoci’s waist, and said with a cold expression: “There is no need to be too polite.”
“Tianshi Yan, how did you find this place?” Ji Luoyu asked suspiciously.
Yan Zixiu glanced at Jing Shaoci, and then said in an unnatural tone: “Duan Shaoheng has my talisman on him.”
After Jing Shaoci heard this, a cold snort escaped from his throat.
Ji Luoyu realized that she had asked the wrong question, so she shrank her neck and dared not speak.
Yan Zixiu looked up at the sky, it was clearly noon, but it was already midnight where they were.
“There is a phantom array here.”
When Daoist Suixu heard this, he immediately answered: “Master is right, we have been trapped by this formation for three days, Director Fan and the others can’t get out even if they come in, after Xiao Duan and the other two entered the building, And never came out again.”
Yan Zixiu understood, and then looked at the only building in the formation.
After taking a look, he turned his head and asked Jing Shaoci: “When you look at this object, what is its shape?”
Jing Shaoci didn’t want to speak at first, but seeing the seriousness of the little Taoist priest, he had no choice but to reply: “It’s an unfinished building.”
After hearing this, Yan Zixiu looked at Fan Daode again.
Fan Daode immediately understood, and replied: “In my eyes, it is a bungalow.”
“I am the villa.”
“I am a house on stilts in a village.”
Everyone told what they saw, but no one was the same.
Yan Zixiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, “You wait here, and my husband and I will go in.”
After saying this, he held Jing Shaoci’s hand directly, and Jing Shaoci just shook it symbolically and then stopped moving.
“Tianshi Yan, be careful.” Fan Daode said solemnly.
Yan Zixiu nodded, then dragged Jing Shao away.
As soon as the two approached the house, their figures were immediately swallowed up by shadows, and they were completely invisible.
Just when Yan Zixiu reached out to push the door, Jing Shaoci said first, “I’ll come.”
Yan Zixiu hid the smile in his eyes and said, “Okay.”
When the wooden door was pushed open, there was a creaking sound, and the dusty cobwebs on the door frame swayed with the airflow, and the room was pitch black without any light.
But the moment the two stepped in, the surrounding scene changed rapidly, and the whole house turned into a hospital.
The turbid liquid slowly flowed down the yellowed walls, the incandescent lights in the hospital corridor flickered and made the sound of electric current, and the smell of alcohol and disinfectant wrapped in the damp and cold air, it was completely like a horror movie in country R. on site.
Yan Zixiu held Jing Shaoci’s hand again, but Jing Shaoci misunderstood his meaning, so he said coldly, “I’m not afraid.”
Yan Zixiu turned his head and said seriously, “I’m afraid.”
After finishing speaking, he said again: “If a female ghost crawls out soon, remember to take me away.”
Jing Shaoci looked at him with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say at all.
The two held hands and walked inside. Although Yan Zixiu said he was afraid, he kept half of Jing Shaoci in front of him during the walk, obviously in a protective posture.
There are three rooms in the corridor, which are obviously hospitals, but the doors are not equipped with glass that can be visited, but iron bars similar to prisons.
Ever since arriving at this place, Jing Shaoci had a strange feeling in his heart.
In the past, Yan Zixiu would directly take action to solve this kind of matter, but this time not only did he not, but he even pulled him in together.
He knew the character of the other party, if he hadn’t been [-]% sure, Yan Zixiu would never have put him in danger.
As Jing Shaoci thought about it, his black eyes gradually narrowed.
If you have enough confidence but don’t solve the problem, then there is only one possibility.
Just as he was thinking, Yan Zixiu suddenly turned around and threw himself into his arms.
“Candied sweet potato, there is something black in the room.”
Jing Shaoci turned his head to look at his red auricles, and said in his heart: How did the acting skills of the little Taoist get the best actor?
He glanced into the room pretending to cooperate, and then said indifferently: “It’s just a hanger.”
Yan Zixiu buried his face in his neck, and argued, “It’s a ghost.”
As soon as the words fell, a figure in a nurse’s uniform suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.
Yan Zixiu felt a strong yin energy, got up from Jing Shaoci’s arms in an instant, and looked over with awe-inspiring expression.
Not only in front of the eyes, but also the sound of high heels behind the two of them.
“The heavens and the earth are cleared, their shapes are shattered, ghosts and ghosts are wiped out, human nature is peaceful, and the urgency is like a law—”
With the swipe of Yan Zixiu’s fingertips, flames shot up from the woman’s chest, and several ghost figures were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the scene changed again, turning into an old-fashioned mansion.
Just as the two were walking upstairs, the people waiting outside heard Yan Zixiu’s voice.
“Everyone come in.”
Fan Daode immediately looked at Taoist Priest Suixu, who was the most skilled at the scene, but the other party also had a look of surprise and uncertainty.
“There is danger outside, come in quickly.”
Yan Zixiu’s tone was very cold, Fan Daode hesitated for a moment, and then said: “Listen to Master Yan!”
Everyone rushed into the house with the fastest speed, but as soon as they entered, they lost consciousness instantly and all fainted to the ground.
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“We can’t wait any longer, let’s find a way together.”
The woman who spoke was Yang Yue, a Gu wizard in Miao Village, who was trapped in a dungeon with Duan Shaoheng and a monk with a clear name.
“Master will come to save me.”
Yang Yue lost her temper as soon as she heard it, “Shijun Shijun, do you know these two words?!”
Ming Jian clasped his hands together and said, “Amitabha…”
“Stop chanting sutras! If you recite again, I’ll dig out the ring scar on your head!” Yang Yue said extremely violently.
As soon as the words fell, the three of them suddenly heard the sound of the tip of the knife across the ground.
A headless monster more than two meters tall dragged a heavy guillotine and walked to the prison door from the outside.
“Giggle…”
The monster had no head, and it gave out an incomparably piercing smirk from its chest.
After Fan Daode and the others came in, Yan Zixiu clearly felt the yin energy around him increase sharply.
If he guessed correctly, this house should be a tool spirit, and it was still made from the souls of living people.
If so…
Thinking of this, Yan Zixiu’s face suddenly changed, and he raised his hand and raised three talisman papers.
“break–”
As soon as the words fell, a big hole exploded in the floor under their feet. He grabbed Jing Shaoci’s wrist and fell down from the hole.
When he fell into the dungeon, Duan Shaoheng was trying his best to resist the guillotine with a dagger, but the blade had already embedded half an inch into his shoulder.
“Master!!”
Yan Zixiu let go of Jing Shaoci’s wrist, and a spirit sword instantly appeared in his right hand.
An extremely fierce sword energy swung away, and the monster’s hand holding the guillotine was severed from his shoulder, but it grew back in the blink of an eye.
Yang Yue, who was injured on the side, immediately shouted: “It’s useless, all his limbs can regenerate!”
Hearing this, Yan Zixiu put away the spirit sword, released countless red threads with his left hand, put two fingers up in front of his right hand, and moved his lips to silently recite the mantra.
The red thread quickly tightened after binding the monster, and each thread was strangled into the monster’s flesh and blood.
Just when Ming Jian dragged Duan Shaoheng to Yang Yue’s side, a golden light spread from Yan Zixiu’s fingertips, and the red thread embedded in the monster’s body instantly turned into a golden thread and burst directly.
Pieces of skin and meat splattered like hail, and Yan Zixiu immediately turned around to protect Jing Shaoci, preventing him from getting any dirt.
After finishing the monster, Yang Yue stared at Yan Zixiu dumbfounded, while Duan Shaoheng called out weakly, “Master.” ‘
After Yan Zixiu put down his hands, he first looked around Jing Shaoci’s body, and then went to check on Duan Shaoheng’s injuries.
In addition to the knife wound on the shoulder, there were two blood holes on the opponent’s calf.
Yan Zixiu first sealed the wound with spiritual energy, and then put his fingertips on Duan Shaoheng’s wrist.
“Brother Xiu, I knew you would come to save me.” Although Duan Shaoheng’s face was pale, there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Yan Zixiu was about to speak, but Jing Shaoci behind him suddenly coughed heavily twice.
He immediately got up and walked in front of the other party, and said with concern: “What’s wrong with you?”
Jing Shaoci put his arm on Yan Zixiu’s shoulder, coughed again and said, “This place is so cold.”
Yan Zixiu held his hand immediately, but Jing Shaoci pulled him into his arms.
“Warm me up for a while.”
He pressed Yan Zixiu’s waist with his big hands with sharp bones, and stared at Duan Shaoheng with dark eyes.
And Duan Shaoheng looked at him without showing any weakness, his expression was full of seriousness.
Monk Mingjian looked at the tense atmosphere, put his palms together again, “Amitabha.”
Yang Yue at the side glanced at him in distaste. If he didn’t watch such a good show, what kind of sutra would he read.
At this moment, Duan Shaoheng suddenly raised the corners of his eyebrows provocatively at Jing Shaoci, then closed his eyes, and fell directly to the ground.
When Yan Zixiu heard the sound of ‘dong’, he subconsciously turned his head and looked over.
But Jing Shaoci grabbed the back of his neck and said in a cold voice: “Don’t look, that kid is pretending to be dizzy.”
Yan Zixiu naturally believed the other party’s words, but he still said: “I promised Taoist Zhenqiong to take care of him.”
Jing Shaoci knew Yan Zixiu’s usual temperament, so he let go with a cold face.
Both Yang Yue and Ming Jian were injured to varying degrees, and it was good to be able to take care of themselves, so Yan Zixiu could only help Duan Shaoheng up from the ground.
Just when he was about to carry the man on his back, Jing Shaoci strode over and pushed him away.
“I come.”
Without waiting for Yan Zixiu to react, he leaned over and grabbed Duan Shaoheng by the collar.
Then Jing Shaoci deliberately raised Duan Shaoheng’s injured right shoulder high, and then put it down heavily. The whole set of movements was so rude that even Yang Yue grinned.
After carrying the person on his back, Jing Shaoci’s face seemed to be frozen, and the cold Yan Zixiu was inexplicably guilty.
Just as the five people walked out of the dungeon, the scene changed again. The whole building began to make creaking noises, and the building itself began to shake.
At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps upstairs and several people screaming eagerly. When Yang Yue heard it, she immediately looked at Yan Zixiu and said, “It’s Daoist Suixu and them!”
Yan Zixiu frowned, then glanced around.
The location where they are now is a long corridor full of rooms. He turned around and kicked open a door, and said to them, “There are two large wardrobes here. You can hide in them, and I will save them.”
The four of them also knew that dawdling now would only increase trouble, so they ran in quickly.
After Yang Yue and Ming Jian entered the closet, they immediately closed the door, Yan Zixiu drew a talisman in the air, and then slapped the closet door with his palm.
When he arrived at Jing Shaoci’s side, Duan Shaoheng who had just been put down immediately ‘woke up’.
He looked eagerly at Yan Zixiu and said, “Master, I’ll go with you.”
Unexpectedly, Yan Zixiu said in an extremely serious tone: “Shut up.”
After saying this, he took off the red string on his wrist and handed it to Jing Shaoci.
“This thing has a spirit. If it is in danger, it can protect you for a while, and I will return when I feel it.”
Just when Yan Zixiu was about to stand up and close the cabinet door, Jing Shaoci grabbed his wrist and said sullenly, “Don’t get hurt.”
Yan Zixiu looked at him, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips, “I obey.”
Until the cabinet door was sealed, Jing Shaoci was still holding the red string in a daze, and he didn’t come back to his senses for a long time.
Duan Shaoheng was injured, but at this moment he felt the pain from his heart was worse than his body.
Hearing the commotion outside gradually quiet down, he finally took off his disguise mask, covered his shoulders and smiled ironically.
Duan Shaoheng’s eyes fell on the red rope in the opponent’s hand, and he said meaningfully: “Since the master said that this thing has a spirit, it must be controlled by cultivation. You are an ordinary person, how can it protect you?” you.”
In Yan Zixiu’s absence, Jing Shaoci completely regarded him as air, but upon hearing this, he turned his head to look at Duan Shaoheng.
“I don’t have cultivation, but Yanyan does.”
After finishing speaking, he raised the corners of his lips for the first time in front of Duan Shaoheng, “He willingly gave me Yuanyang, then I will naturally have his half-body cultivation.”
