Yu Nian was stunned by the question. She originally intended to explain that she planned to act as bait and wait for the right moment. However, when she saw the concern in Feng Chengyuan's eyes, her thin lips parted and closed for a while. Then she diverted the words on the tip of her tongue and said with a bit of sincerity, "… Thank you." In the line of exorcising demons and ghosts, getting injured was a common occurrence. During her years of training in her youth, she hardly ever escaped without a scratch. Moreover, in her previous life, she had even endured the Nine Thunderbolts at the moment of her death. There was almost nothing she feared anymore.
Yu Nian had never imagined that one day someone would suddenly appear and stand between her and danger. A faint warmth welled up in her heart. Yu Nian curved her eyebrows and said, "Don't worry. I'm the master of ghost - hunting. I know what I'm doing."
Feng Chengyuan didn't say a word. He just looked at her quietly for a while.
He knew Yu Nian's personality well. She seemed indifferent and casual, but she would always protect everyone behind her when danger came. Afterward, when facing others' concern, she would always act innocent and pretend not to care.
He had wanted to ask Yu Nian many times how she had developed such a stubborn personality of being tough - mouthed but soft - hearted. But after a moment of silence, he just draped his coat over Yu Nian.
Yu Nian was perfect just the way she was, and she didn't need to change. The next time such a situation occurred, he would make preparations in advance to ward off all approaching dangers for Yu Nian.
So he lowered his eyes and whispered, "Okay."
The group left the Liang Family Mansion. Little did they know that in a dark corner, a paper figurine with hollow eyes half - concealed its body and stared fixedly at Yu Nian's departing back. Then it disappeared around the corner.
The live - broadcast of the haunted house adventure caused quite a stir online. The program Midnight Hour, which was on the verge of being taken off the shelves, became popular again. Viewers who had watched the live - broadcast were having a heated discussion about what would happen next, and many netizens who had missed the live - broadcast sighed with regret.
Zhang Bolin was overjoyed. After discussing with Bai Shengyi, they decided to divide the program into live - broadcast and recorded versions and complete the end of the story.
Since there would be a recorded version, they needed to find a host. After much thought, they invited Jian Ming, who was outstanding in both eloquence and appearance. They also provided him with accommodation, and his salary was much more stable and higher than when he was a small anchor.
On the day when the recorded version of the program was broadcast, everyone gathered in the Taoist temple and waited in front of the computer in Ming Mingzhong's room to watch it.
When Jian Ming's face appeared on the screen, he and Ming Mingzhong excitedly clapped their hands. Jian Ming was wearing a suit and calmly delivering the opening speech. Although he was not a professional host, his words and actions showed a certain level of sophistication.
While Jian Ming was reading the advertisement, He Zhiping scrolled the mouse to check the real - time comments and suddenly burst out laughing, "Someone is even complimenting me on my good looks!"
"You must be mistaken! They are clearly complimenting me!" Ming Mingzhong said with a laugh and leaned over. The two of them were joking around, and everyone else found it very amusing.
…
Early the next morning, Yu Nian was awakened by the extremely noisy cries and curses. Her beautiful eyebrows knitted tightly. She casually put on a coat and walked out of the room.
At the entrance of the Taoist temple, Ming Mingzhong was looking at the middle - aged woman sitting on the ground and wailing loudly. Seeing more and more onlookers, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. "Big sister, please stop crying!"
The woman's face was painted with extremely thick and white powder, which was falling off with her exaggerated and violent movements.
She suddenly pushed Ming Mingzhong's hand away and glared at him fiercely. "Don't touch me! Call Yu Nian out right now! Have the guts to do something but not the guts to admit it? If she doesn't come out, I'll… I'll cry here every day! You guys won't be able to attract a single pilgrim to your Taoist temple!"
Ming Mingzhong had always lived in a quiet place. When had he ever seen such a shrewish and unreasonable woman? He suddenly felt a sense of helplessness, like a scholar meeting a soldier. "You should have a reason for looking for our boss! How can you come here to cause trouble early in the morning?!"
Hearing this, the woman cried even more bitterly. "Yu Nian, that venomous woman, she killed my son!" She tightly covered her face, but her beady black eyes were peeping furtively at Ming Mingzhong's expression through her fingers. Seeing his confused look, the woman became even more aggressive. She struggled to stand up. "If I don't see Yu Nian today, I'll bang my head against the entrance of your Taoist temple and kill myself!"
Ming Mingzhong was startled and quickly grabbed the woman's arm. "What are you doing! Can't you talk things over nicely?"
In the midst of the chaos, a cold and clear voice drifted out from the Taoist temple.
"Let her go. Let her bang her head."
The middle - aged woman was taken aback and suddenly turned her head. She saw a very young girl holding a cup of tea and leisurely leaning against the door as if watching a good show.
The girl's skin was fairer than snow, and her features were as delicate as a painting. Standing on the high steps, she looked down at the woman. Sensing the woman's gaze, she smiled slightly. Her beauty was like flying petals and broken jade, but the words that followed were extremely irritating. "No one is stopping you. Why don't you bang your head?"
Seeing the gazes of the people around falling on her, the woman gritted her teeth. She took a running start twice and then suddenly ran towards the vermilion pillar. But when she was still a meter away from the pillar, she suddenly stopped. She resorted to her old trick and sat on the ground, crying loudly, "Why is my life so miserable?"
Yu Nian walked down slowly. After taking a sip of her tea, she shook her head. "I've even prepared peanuts and melon seeds. Is this all you've got?"
The woman: …
"You little brat, who do you think you are? Call Yu Nian out!"
Yu Nian chuckled. "You keep saying that Yu Nian killed your son. Now I'm standing right in front of you, but you don't recognize me?"
Her voice was not soft. After hearing this, the people around burst into laughter. Realizing it was just a farce, they all dispersed like birds and beasts.
The middle - aged woman was dumbfounded. Having lost the support of the crowd, she lost her momentum. Her voice, which had been as loud as a broken gong, became softer. With tears in her eyes, she explained the reason. "My name is Li Gui. I'm a divorced and unlucky woman, raising my son alone. A few days ago, after my son watched the Midnight Hour program you participated in with his classmates, he became very interested in all kinds of supernatural events. Coincidentally, there was a haunted high school near our home. He and a few young guys encouraged each other and secretly sneaked into it at midnight. Unexpectedly… after coming out, he didn't recognize anyone. He rolled his eyes and screamed non - stop, and said some things I couldn't understand. I took him to the hospital, but the doctor couldn't find anything wrong. He just told me to prepare for the worst…"
Li Gui wiped away a tear. "When I was at my wit's end, I suddenly received a call. The person said he was a newspaper reporter and that you were mainly responsible for this incident. He told me to make a big fuss to attract attention and give my son a glimmer of hope."
Ming Mingzhong understood what was going on at this moment. His face turned deathly pale. Although the program had clearly stated "Do not imitate" at the beginning, it was still a living life after all.
"How is your son now?"
Li Gui got excited again. "He's still lying in the hospital… Anyway, you guys can't escape responsibility. Either pay up or bring my son back to life!"