Chapter 121

Resurrecting the Soul by Borrowing a Corpse, also known as the technique of seizing the house, is a forbidden technique not passed down by Taoism in ancient times.

This kind of forbidden technique is to use one's own soul to occupy the flesh-body of other living people, which is against the sky.In Taoism, there is a saying about past life and present life. The good and bad karma done in the past life must be paid back in this life, so you can't give up your life easily, and you can't take the life of others at will.

Regardless of Buddhism or Taoism, suicide is a serious crime, and taking the life of others in order not to die is an unforgivable crime.

But there are exceptions to everything.Even if it is a forbidden technique, there are not many people who have used it since ancient times, and everyone has already had a set of perfect solutions.

The opposite of sin is merit, and merit is used to atone for sin.

Resurrecting the soul by borrowing a dead body is not for those who have great merits.①

"Borrowing the corpse?" Yan Xiu widened his "eyes" in disbelief, and murmured, "So... what do you mean?"

He suddenly came up with a bold idea, but this idea was so bold that as soon as this idea came up in his mind, he couldn't help trembling with excitement.

He stared at Jing Cheng eagerly, like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a piece of fat.At this moment, he seemed to have become a traveler who met the nectar in the desert for a long time, and the person in front of him was the god who swayed the nectar.

Every day after becoming a lonely ghost is a torment for him, especially as a conscious ghost, he clearly knows that he is a dead person, and everything that happens in the world has nothing to do with you.All thoughts become false.

If he had wandered around the world without self-awareness and aimlessness like other ghosts, maybe he wouldn't be in such pain as he is now.

So after hearing Jing Cheng's words full of temptation, Yan Xiu felt as if he had caught a piece of driftwood in the vast ocean, which was his only salvation.

No one can refuse the temptation of rebirth, and becoming a lonely ghost after death will only make him more aware of the value of life.

If it is really possible to let him live again, he can pay any price.

Many years later, Yan Xiu, the "Public Welfare Talent" who had become the best actor, suddenly realized that with Master Tianshi's ability, he had no choice at all.He thought he had realized his dream and was grateful to the other party for so many years, but in the end he was still a part-time job...Of course, these are all things for later.

It is impossible for Jing Cheng not to be unaware of being stared at by such a strong "gaze" right now. After sizing up the "future ghost king" in front of him with appraising eyes, he said slowly: "Although I don't know where you learned the cultivation method,But with your talent, you will be able to become a ghost king in a few years, and you will be able to call wind and rain in the underworld in the future, so now let you give up all these, are you willing?"

Yan Xiu has been intentionally or unintentionally emphasizing that he is "unlucky" when talking about his life: he was born in a poor family, and his native family kept holding him back when he was growing up.He was burdened with huge debts, and died young before reaching his ideals.

Throughout his life, it is indeed pitiful and pathetic.He has never done any evil, even kindness. When he meets a stray dog on the side of the road, he feels pity and feeds him a meal, but he has such a bleak ending.

The probability of "being stabbed to death by a robber" can be one in a million, it can only be said that there is a certain number in the dark.

Maybe it was because of God's occasional kindness that made him become a dead soul and possess the "ghost king's talent", but God also made a joke at the same time, making him obsessed and almost become a demon, and met Jing Cheng who was on a mission.

"It's just a coincidence that the villain can practice. I don't care whether I can become the so-called ghost king. The vision of my life is also my obsession now. If the celestial master can bring me back to life and realize my dream, even if the villain dies, he will go to hell and roll away."The frying pan is also willing, as for whether to be willing..."

Yan Xiu turned into a clear and slender figure. He lowered his head, knelt on the ground and kowtowed reverently to Jing Cheng, and said in a low hoarse voice, "If you really want to say that you are unwilling, I'm afraid that at the moment of death from the villain,It’s already heartbreaking.”

Die young... This kind of ending in life would not be reconciled to anyone.

Jing Cheng just asked casually, and after understanding his wishes, he just nodded. Although he "has a heavy responsibility", he is not sweet when twisted, and he is not a person who likes to persecute others (...).

He turned his head, pointed at Yan Xiu and said to Zhang Jinhuai and the others: "I took this away, and leave the rest for you to deal with."

What Jing Cheng said when he talked with Yan Xiu just now deliberately avoided other people, and Zhang Jinhuai, who has been paying attention to them, had already had an ominous premonition in his heart. After listening to Jing Cheng's request, the ominous premonition became stronger, and the corner of his mouth twitched:: "What are you trying to do? This is against the rules!"

Clinker Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be more dissatisfied than he was, "Righteous words" said: "The rules are for you, I am not a member of your Taoist Association, these rules have nothing to do with me, in my rules I haveYou have no right to interfere with the disposal of these ghosts."

"..." Zhang Jinhuai hesitated to speak, always felt that when he said "no right to interfere", his eyes were full: I want to make trouble!

He was about to say something to stop the other party, but Jing Cheng seemed to see his thoughts, and pointed out sharply: "Or do you have the ability to make this 'future ghost king' submit?"

Zhang Jinhuai choked in his throat and didn't spit it out, his face was extremely exciting.

"I don't think you can." Jing Cheng glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

Zhang Jinhuai: "..." I'm so angry, but I can't swear.

Jing Cheng ignored him, took out a talisman from his bosom, chanted a few spells in a low voice, raised his hand and sealed the "future ghost king" into the talisman, and the "future ghost king"He kept to himself throughout the whole process, obediently being sucked into the talisman without the slightest intention of resisting.

After doing all this, Jing Cheng raised his chin slightly and waved in Qin Yan's direction. The little ghost also floated to Jing Cheng's side with good eyesight.Down a hall of mess.

Although he didn't say a word, he expressed his unfinished words with actions: No, you still tell me the rules of the fart!

Zhang Jinhuai, who was ignored from beginning to end: "..."

Damn, it's too arrogant!

"No, Daoist Xiaojing is leaving now?" Zhang Baodou approached cautiously, stretched his neck and poked his head, looked in the direction where Jing Cheng and the others left, and asked in a low voice, "Then our demon-killing operation tonight will end here?”

"Us?" Zhang Jinhuai seemed a little surprised, looked him up and asked, "How many demons did you catch tonight?"

Zhang Baodou: "...does it count as friendship to help?"

Zhang Jinhuai choked on his bluntness, and gave him a hard look: What a waste snack!

Zhang Baodou was stared at by him, making his heart feel even more empty, and quickly scratched his head and changed the subject: "Well... how should we deal with these little devils?"

Zhang Jinhuai kicked away the little ghosts who were around him impatiently, and said in a cold voice, "Stay here and wait for the grass to grow? Everything has been saved."

Zhang Baodou opened his mouth, wanting to say that it’s so late and we can’t sleep anymore, besides, so many of us have come over here, but seeing Zhang Jinhuai’s cold and almost murderous eyes, he had no choice but to hold back his words, and dared notComplain, obey orders silently.

Zhang Jinhuai's heart is extremely restless at this moment, the back view of Jing Cheng taking away the "ghost boss" without any scruples deeply hurt his eyes.

But his skills are not as good as others, so he can only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. He is so aggrieved that he is dying, but he can't do anything.

I think he is the vice chairman of the dignified Taoist Association, the leader of the new generation of Taoism, a well-known figure in the industry, and is respected wherever he goes... How did he get so mixed up?

Zhang Jinhuai looked back at these little Taoist priests who were following behind his master without any notice, and heaved a deep sigh.

There are talented people from generation to generation, and these professional organization personnel are no match for self-taught folk masters, and they have lost face, which is really ironic.

"You child, why are you sighing at such a young age?"

Seeing his most proud disciple rarely put on a face of bitterness and hatred, an elder of the Zhang family couldn't help but walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and asked a question with concern.

"Stop asking."

Zhang Jinhuai waved his hand weakly, thinking he was young?They were younger than me... no, younger than all the people they came over.

So don't ask, to ask is to hate iron but not steel.

...

The news of Yan Xiu's hospitalization was originally kept under wraps. Except for Director Zhao and Yan Xiu's manager, almost all the staff of the program group, including the guests, knew about it.

However, there is another creature in this world called fans.

Especially as a top performer in the entertainment circle who made his debut by virtue of his looks, he has countless fans, almost all over the country.

They followed Yanxiu quietly after he came to the ancient city, trying to take pictures of their beloved idols. After being driven away by the staff of the program group with cold faces, they did not give up paying attention to Yanxiu, so when Yanxiu participated in "Unbelievable"After the first issue of "My Journey", they inexplicably began to lose news, and they raised the alarm in their hearts.

The other guests have started to broadcast live, why is their idol so silent?Could it be that idol has quit the program group?Why didn't the studio issue a statement?It is said that a guest in the program group had an accident, could it be their idol?

The program team has kept it so tight, there must be a conspiracy!

Fans have sharper eyes and a keener sense of smell than paparazzi.

Identify idols, they are professionals!

So when "Yanxiu" woke up and came out of the hospital in full armor that afternoon, the first person to spot his back was a certain station sister of Yanxiu's huge support club.

Sister Zhan rubbed her eyes hard, and stared at the front with wide eyes, not daring to miss any details, from the white and slender neck exposed by the other party to the beautifully shaped heels, until the other party completely overlapped with the photos she had seen thousands of timesFinally, he let out a hoarse cry of surprise:

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Surrounded by bodyguards, "Yanxiu" didn't respond, and continued to walk forward as if he didn't hear anyone calling him.

However, Sister Zhan has already identified the other party as her idol in her heart, how could she give up the chance to face her idol?

The street stopped walking, the bag was thrown behind her, and she quickly ran with her legs. The girl shouted loudly while running: "Xiaoyanyan, don't go, turn around! I am Yan Jiajun! Yanxiu!!!"

The vicinity of the tertiary hospital has always been a place with a relatively large passenger flow, and there are many young people nearby. Everyone suddenly saw a young girl acting crazy in public. At first, they were surprised.Who can't react?

There are stars here!

The nearby "Yan Family Army" heard the wind and rushed out one by two from all directions. The crowd rushed forward, and after a while, they gathered into a mighty human-shaped torrent.

There was chatter in the crowd.

"Yanxiu? The Yanxiu I know?"

"Really? Are there stars here?"

"Damn it! It's really Yanxiu! Hurry up and ask for an autograph!!"

"This trip to the ancient city is really the right time, mom, I saw a star!"

"Ah, he's leaving! Hurry up and stop him!"

...

Yan Xiu, who has just had a body for a few days and hasn't adapted to it for a few days, is very uncomfortable now. He who has been unknown before his death never dreamed that he would have such a popular day.

——Although what everyone loves is not the real him.

It's a little sad to think about it.

However, the feeling of being surrounded by a group of enthusiastic girls asking for an autograph is too exciting, and Yan Xiu fell in love with this feeling of being watched almost instantly.

He remembered the conversation he had with Yanxiu's manager, Sister Wang. Although Sister Wang's eyes showed fear from time to time when facing him, he could understand this. After all, anyone who witnessed the scene of resurrecting a dead body would feel fear.

But Sister Wang is a responsible manager, even though she knows that the former one of her artists is an evil human who works with demons, and the latter is a grieving ghost who returns to the world.

"Yanxiu is very famous."

"How famous?"

"You have to be mentally prepared."

When Yan Xiu died, there was no concept of "traffic star" in China, so he didn't know what it was like to be "chased by a star".

The new body is so damn sweet!

Yan Xiu, who has been frantically practicing the signature of the original owner of his body since "waking up", now calmly signed a name that did not belong to him.

Yan Xiu smiled, and that face that could charm all living beings showed an expression that did not match the usual.

He is ready.

The young girls looked at their idols enthusiastically, and some "Yan Jiajun" keenly noticed that the idols were different from usual.

Yan Xiu's flourishing beauty is well known.

But the former Yan Xiumei is beautiful, but it is a kind of voluptuous and decadent beauty. If you don't restrain yourself, it seems that you can be pulled into the abyss of desire by him at any time, and you will fall into a situation where there is no redemption.

Now he is confident and bright, reminiscent of a sun surrounded by stars, and although it is the same color, it does not make people think of profanity.

How could a person's energy and spirit change so much in such a short period of time?

It is so strange!

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoyan, what's your plan next?"

"Filming." Yan Xiu replied, "I want to be an actor."

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The leading broker in this article: Sister Wang.

①: That sentence comes from Baidu, invaded and deleted.