The god is an exorcist

"Is that all?" Yuan Ziyu's slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, the sound of "da da" was very clear in the silent meeting room.

"Hmm." Fang Yuning shook her head lightly.

"Then how did Bi Xuan die?" Yuan Ziyu stopped moving, and his tone was calm.

"It has nothing to do with me!" Contrary to him, Fang Yunning suddenly became very emotional after hearing this question: "I didn't know she committed suicide until the beginning of school, and she committed suicide because she was doing compensated dating outside the school. I took a photo and posted it online! It has nothing to do with me!"

"Does it have nothing to do with you?" Yuan Ziyu asked lightly, and suddenly stared straight at Fang Yuning, her pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be surging with an undercurrent, and an unexplained chill made her shiver.

"That's not what Bi Xuan behind you said." Fang Yunning's words made Fang Yuning feel like falling into an ice cave in an instant, freezing her blood all over her body, and the cold air burst out from the marrow of her bones.

"Ah—" she yelled, her body tilted and she fell off the chair, and she fell to the ground with the chair, making a loud noise.

The fall was not light, but she didn't care, turned over and sat on the ground, started to take off her shirt like crazy, and scratched her back with her hands: "Shut up! Shut up! Pretending to be a pure bitch!"

Fang Yuning's sudden situation surprised everyone present, and even Yuan Ziyu's eyes widened in surprise.

"Hurry up and grab her!" someone shouted, Bian Chanyu came back to her senses and rushed to hug Fang Yunning who was already scratching her back, but the next second she felt as if she was stung by a scorpion With a yell, she pushed Fang Yunning away. The intense fear caused her blood pressure to rise sharply, and her heartbeat accelerated to the limit. She half arched her body, pointed at Fang Yunning tremblingly, and said incoherently: "She has a face on her back!"

Facial sores?Yuan Ziyu was taken aback, put back the exorcism talisman pinched on his fingertips, turned to Xiao Sao and said, "Xiao Sao, go buy some Fritillaria."

"Okay sir." Xiao Sao replied, and ran out of the meeting room in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the crazy Fang Yuning suddenly stopped moving. She sat on the ground with her back facing Yuan Ziyu and the others, hunched over, revealing her naked back. After seeing what was on her back clearly, even Yan Heng gasped. Take a breath.

On her back was a face with flat features that almost seemed to be painted on. The two big eyes without eyelids were almost completely occupied by the whites of the eyes. There was only a pinpoint black spot left on the pupils, and the nose was slightly protruding. The mouth without lips was black, as if a hole had been broken, making the whole face look extraordinarily absurd.

It laughed ferociously, and the black dots moved up and down in the eye sockets like a stall.

"Still planning to escape?" Yuan Ziyu approached Fang Yuning, and calmly pulled Bian Chanyu, who was already scared out of his wits, to Yan Heng's side.

Suddenly, the whole face with sores rushed out from behind Fang Yuning, with its black mouth wide open, as if it was a hungry beast attacking Yuan Ziyu, trying to swallow him whole.

Bian Chanyu, who was constantly frightened today, finally couldn't bear it after seeing this scene, and her eyes fainted.

"Zi Yu!" Yan Heng exclaimed, as if a cannonball had been thrown into his mind, it exploded, and before he had time to think, he had already rushed forward to protect Yuan Ziyu behind him.

Don't prepare to meet the pain of being swallowed at the beginning, but that big face passed directly through him like air, and instantly disappeared like smoke.

"What... what happened?" Yan Heng was a little dazed.

"It's just an illusion, why are you so excited?" Yuan Ziyu looked at him with a smile on his lips.

What a familiar scene...why does he get embarrassed every time he wants to protect the male god? !

Yan Heng sighed, and instantly became extremely disappointed.

Yuan Ziyu saw his loss, and said comfortingly, "Thank you for willing to protect me..."

Hearing what he said, Yan Heng immediately regained his energy, and before the corners of his mouth that wanted to smile could be raised, he was beaten back to its original shape by the second half of his sentence.

"...Although it has no real effect." After saying this, even Yuan Ziyu couldn't help chuckling.

Yan Heng only felt that his heart was turned cold in an instant, even the male god would tease himself, who the hell brought him down!

"Okay, let's get down to business." Yuan Ziyu coughed lightly, and said to the sore face: "You think you can scare me away with this little trick of yours? You really underestimate the exorcist."

"I'm not reconciled..." Human Face Sore finally spoke, and its tone of voice had a wonderful cadence, as if different strings were plucked to produce different tones, which seemed very weird: "She's lying, She slandered me and killed my dearest relative, what is wrong with me seeking revenge from her? Why do you all protect a sinner!"

"Bi Xuan," Yuan Ziyu suddenly called its name: "I don't want to judge whether your revenge is right or wrong, but you killed so many innocent people, I can't just sit idly by."

"Aren't I innocent? Isn't my grandpa innocent? She is the treasure of the family, so many people love her and love her, but I only have grandpa! He is so old, and he has to collect money every day because of me. Scraps are sold for scraps! I was sick and secretly hid it from me, and refused to see a doctor to save money..." Bi Xuan said, two lines of blood and tears flowed from her pale eyes.

"But you are already dead." Yuan Ziyu said: "The living have the law of the living, and the dead have the system of the dead. For revenge, you would rather turn into a human face and never be reborn. If Fang Yuning died, you would disappear completely. What do you think? does it worth?"

Bi Xuan didn't answer, but asked instead: "Exorcist, do you have someone you care about? If someone you care about is killed by someone else, will you still consider the question of whether revenge is worth it?"

"...I don't know." Yuan Ziyu's drooping eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.

At this time, the door of the meeting room was opened, and Xiaosao came running with a shopping bag: "Sir, I'm back!"

Yuan Ziyu took the mother-of-pearl and knelt down: "I'm sorry, as an exorcist, I must protect the living."

"Even if that person committed an unforgivable mistake?" Bi Xuan couldn't make a complicated expression, but Yuan Ziyu could hear the helplessness, loss and sadness in her strange tone.

"Yes." Yuan Ziyu gave a firm answer.

"Well, I can't escape anyway." Bi Xuan closed her eyes in despair, and opened her dark mouth.

Grabbing a handful of mother-of-pearl from the shopping bag, the crackling sound of the plastic bag seemed to represent his somewhat shaken heart.

Feed the mother-of-pearl in Bi Xuan's mouth, and the face quickly shriveled and shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually forming a dark red scar, which fell off Fang Yunning's back, leaving only an oval light pink scar mark.

Yan Heng took off his coat and wrapped it around Fang Yuning who was bare-chested, arranged the chairs, picked her up and put her on the chairs.

Yuan Ziyu squatted beside Bian Chanyu, gently pushed her, and called out: "Mr. Bian, wake up."

"Face! What a big face!" Waking up, Bian Chanyu suddenly half-raised her body and rubbed her back in panic as if seeing a ghost after seeing Yuan Ziyu: "Sir, you...haven't you been swallowed by a ghost face?" ?!"

Yuan Ziyu just felt very tired right now, he didn't bother to explain too much, he just said: "As you can see, I am still complete, everything is over."

"Then my curse..." Bian Chanyu hastily tore off the silk scarf around her neck, then found the makeup mirror in her bag, raised her neck and examined it carefully, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't find any red marks , a kind of joy for the rest of her life made her involuntarily cry with joy, she stood up and bowed deeply to Yuan Ziyu: "That's great... Thank you sir, thank you..."

Yuan Ziyu waved his hand: "You don't need to thank me, I will send you the bill, and remember to pay the bill carefully afterwards."

"So, what about this child?" Yan Heng asked, pointing to Fang Yuning who was still in a coma with a painful face.

"Wait a minute, the facial sores have disappeared, and they should wake up soon." Yuan Ziyu said.

Yan Heng groaned, and then asked curiously: "Zi Yu, what exactly are human facial sores?"

Before Yuan Ziyu could speak, Xiao Sao gave him a disgusted look, and mocked him first: "You are so ignorant!"

Yan Heng immediately retorted: "I'm just an ordinary person, which ordinary person would understand so clearly about gods and gods?"

Xiao Sao snorted, and immediately put on a look of "for the sake of sir, I will give you a good science education": "You don't know about human facial sores, you must have heard of earth binding spirits, right?"

Yan Heng shook his head, but Bian Chanyu took over the words and said, "I've heard that if a person dies with deep feelings or obsession with the place of death, he will become a ground-bound spirit, unable to leave, unable to reincarnate."

Xiao Sao nodded pretending to be old-fashioned: "Similarly, if a person has deep resentment or obsession towards another person after death, it is very likely to become a sore on the face and attach to that person."

"Although human facial sores look terrifying, they are actually very weak spirit bodies. They cannot directly attack humans, and at best they can only produce some illusions to confuse others. A certain medium casts a spell on others." Yuan Ziyu finally added: "I think Bi Xuan's medium should be the mirror."

"So they are not scary at all, and they can scare you guys who don't know anything." Xiao Sao said triumphantly.

"But how many people can really distinguish what is an illusion and what is real? Especially when they are extremely afraid." Yuan Ziyu patted his little head: "Human nature."

At this time, Fang Yunning, who was lying on the chair, groaned and woke up faintly.

The author has something to say:

So good metaphysics was confiscated, I think I'm basically cold, so feel free.