Yu Nian stared intently at Li Gui for a while. There was indeed an aura of bad luck on her, so what she said should be the truth. However, the reporter she mentioned was rather strange.
When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something amiss. Could that reporter be someone the original owner had offended?
Seeing Yu Nian silent, Li Gui thought she didn't want to take responsibility. With a mournful wail, she started making a scene again.
Just then, a black Maybach slowly drove over. A man in a black casual suit stepped out of the car and instantly became the focus of everyone. With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, who else could it be but Feng Chengyuan?
It turned out that some on - lookers had uploaded the video they casually shot at the entrance of Qingxin Taoist Temple to the Internet. After seeing it, Feng Chengyuan was worried that Yu Nian might not be able to handle the situation, so he postponed his work and drove here.
The scene that greeted him when he got out of the car was this: The young girl in a coat stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes downcast as if in deep thought. In front of her was a hideous woman, clawing and lunging at her.
Feng Chengyuan frowned tightly: "Stop."
Li Gui was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and met Feng Chengyuan's eyes.
The man's sharp and deep black eyes stared at her without blinking. His intimidating aura and the air of a lofty pine on a cold mountain made Li Gui shrink back in fear.
Feng Chengyuan strode up to Yu Nian and said to Ming Mingzhong, "Help her up."
Ming Mingzhong quickly responded, but Li Gui refused to get up no matter what. However, when facing Feng Chengyuan, she didn't dare to act crazy anymore: "Are you her man?"
The cold air around Feng Chengyuan seemed to stagnate for a moment. The unhappiness from before seemed to fade a bit, but he still said with a straight face, "I've already understood the ins and outs of this matter. The program clearly stated 'Do not imitate' and set up a verification system to prevent minors from watching. You were negligent in disciplining your child and let him use your identity information to log in. When something went wrong, your first reaction wasn't to solve the problem but to come here and cause trouble. If it weren't a delicate and gentle girl standing here today but a group of burly men, would you still dare to act like this?"
Ming Mingzhong nodded: "That's right... huh?"
Wait a minute, delicate and gentle? Was Feng Chengyuan describing Yu Nian? What kind of soft - focus filter was this?!
So in Feng Chengyuan's eyes, all of Yu Nian's experiences of catching demons and killing ghosts were just forced counter - attacks?!
This was even more absurd than Lin Daiyu uprooting a willow tree and Xue Baochai punching Zheng Guanyin!
Feng Chengyuan's words were forceful, and Li Gui was obviously intimidated.
Yu Nian made some calculations with her fingers hidden in her sleeves, then looked up and said, "Take me to the hospital where your son is. Maybe I can still save his life."
Li Gui was confused for a moment. Perhaps it was Yu Nian's calm demeanor that made her nod involuntarily.
...
When they arrived at the hospital, they saw a teenage boy lying on the hospital bed. The name tag on the head of the bed read his name - Li Xiaochen.
The once - lively boy now looked lifeless. His face was as pale as paper, with dark circles under his eyes. A cold and gloomy aura surrounded him, looking as if he was on the verge of death at any moment.
Seeing her son turn into this state in just a few days, Li Gui couldn't stop her tears from flowing.
There were two soft knocks on the door, and then several middle - aged men appeared.
The leading man wore a pair of glasses. He was short and fat, and his every move exuded the calmness of a person in a high position. Yu Nian sized up his face. His forehead was broad and full, and his cheekbones were high, indicating that he came from a wealthy family and was a shrewd man.
The people behind him were even more interesting. There was a Taoist priest and a shaman.
When the man saw Li Gui crying in the room, a look of impatience flashed across his eyes, but his tone still carried a certain air: "Hello, Ms. Li. I'm Wu Kaixuan, the principal of Yingde High School."
Hearing this, Li Gui immediately turned around and grabbed Wu Kaixuan's sleeve tightly: "You've finally come. I'm telling you, your school is also responsible for my son's situation. If it weren't for the ghosts in your school, how could my son have become like this? None of you can get away with it!"
Wu Kaixuan's face darkened. He struggled to pull his sleeve out, and there was no trace of a smile on his face: "Nonsense! Our school is a key school in the province. There has never been any talk of ghosts and spirits! Your son's situation is just an unexpected misfortune for Yingde High School!" He paused for a moment and then changed the subject, "But I can see that you and your son are really pitiful. That's why I've invited some masters to take a look at your son. Here's 5,000 yuan. Consider it the school's goodwill."
Yu Nian suddenly felt like laughing. Wu Kaixuan's words were really interesting. One second he was scolding the idea of ghosts and spirits, and the next second he was spending money to hire people in the field of metaphysics.
What a self - contradictory man.
Li Gui looked at the stack of cash that was stretched out in front of her. Her hand hanging by her side clenched and unclenched. Then she suddenly turned her head and spat on the ground: "You think this little money can shut me up and buy my son's life? You're dreaming!"
Seeing Wu Kaixuan's face turn completely black, Ming Mingzhong quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "The most important thing now is to wake the child up!"
Hearing this, the Taoist priest cast a look over. He was a bit surprised. Why was Ming Mingzhong, the most useless junior, here?
Could it be that he had been guided by a master?
His eyes shifted and landed on Yu Nian beside Ming Mingzhong.
This girl had a good appearance, but her natural talent was too poor. She couldn't possibly be a master.
He lost interest in making acquaintance and just nodded slightly as a greeting. Then he walked up to Li Xiaochen's hospital bed and slapped a drawn talisman on the boy's body. A black aura emerged, and the boy twitched suddenly, then opened his eyes.
Li Gui was overjoyed and was about to step forward, but was firmly held back by Yu Nian: "Don't go over."
The next second, a low growl like that of a wild animal came from the boy's throat. But if you listened carefully, you would find that it was a strange, female laugh.
The Taoist priest was startled and slapped two more talismans on the boy in succession. Something strange happened. The boy's originally black - and - white eyes suddenly turned completely black, with the whites disappearing. The whole person exuded a strong aura of death.
There was a violent shaking sound. The boy who had been lying quietly on the hospital bed began to struggle almost frantically, like a dying fish or an evil ghost that could never be suppressed.
Li Gui and Wu Kaixuan had never seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that they stood there, stunned.
The Taoist priest became more and more anxious. In a panic, he raised his peach - wood sword high, thinking that he might as well give it a try.
But before his hand could fall, it was firmly grasped. The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and turned his head to meet Feng Chengyuan's eyes.
A cold voice came from beside him. Yu Nian sized up his peach - wood sword: "Do you want to stab him to death?"
The Taoist priest: ...
Yu Nian and Feng Chengyuan exchanged a look, and the latter let go of his hand tacitly.
Yu Nian scanned the surroundings and suddenly asked, "Do you have any chopsticks? Wooden ones are best."
Everyone was stunned. Li Gui was the first to react. With a mournful face, she said, "What time is it? How can you still be thinking about eating?"
Yu Nian: ...
Although Feng Chengyuan didn't know what Yu Nian was going to do, he quickly went to the nurse at the service desk and got a pair of unused disposable chopsticks.
Yu Nian's slender fingers opened the chopsticks, then held them between her thumb and index finger and moved them nimbly.
Before everyone could figure out what she was doing, Yu Nian leaped forward. The wooden chopsticks accurately clamped the second joint of Li Xiaochen's middle finger.