The god is an exorcist

At first glance, I didn't notice anything, but now I look carefully, Guo Xiuxiu's complexion is very bad. Even if she puts on a thick foundation, she can't hide the tiredness on her face and the dark circles under her eyes. .

Out of politeness, Yan Heng also extended his hand to shake her fingertips symbolically, and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Yan Heng."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Guo Xiuxiu was staring at himself with a scrutinizing gaze, which made him subconsciously raise his hand to touch his face, but he didn't find anything unusual, so he asked, "Is there anything on my face? "

His question made Guo Xiuxiu smile embarrassedly, and explained: "No, I just think you look familiar, but I just remembered that I have enjoyed your solo exhibition in Huashi Art Museum before. , each painting has a strong sense of art, especially the pair of "Love", I like it very much."

Being praised for the painting of the male god made Yan Heng very happy, so he couldn't help chatting with Guo Xiuxiu about the topic of painting.

Yuan Ziyu put down the book and frowned slightly as Yan Heng, who was chatting with Guo Xiuxiu more and more happily, frowned slightly. A feeling like drinking a big mouthful of lemon juice overflowed from the depths of his throat, and the sourness spread to his stomach.

What are they talking about?

As for laughing so happily?

Yuan Ziyu raised his hand to press his stomach, and suddenly had a strong urge to leave this place, he stood up, and suddenly stopped when he glanced at Yan Heng's table again from the corner of his eye.

what is that?

Yan Heng chatted with Guo Xiuxiu for a few words, and subconsciously turned his head to look in Yuan Ziyu's direction. He turned his head halfway, and suddenly heard that familiar voice anxiously calling his name——

"Yan Heng!"

The next second, the coffee cup in front of Yan Heng burst suddenly, and with a "pop", a piece of ceramic sharp fragments flew straight towards Yan Heng's carotid artery.

At the critical moment, Yan Heng was suddenly shoved by someone, and the fragments flew past his neck, leaving a thin bloodstain, which directly plunged into the wooden partition behind him.

Yan Heng also lost his center of gravity because of this moment, and fell heavily on the ground, losing consciousness in half of his arm instantly.

Such a big commotion in the quiet coffee shop was like a thunderstorm, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Yuan Ziyu didn't care. He patted the talisman on the coffee table with one hand. In an instant, a cyan light erupted from the talisman, spread out from the coffee table, and finally enveloped the entire coffee shop. Everyone in the coffee shop, except The three of them, all of them seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and suddenly stood still.

"Are you alright?" Yuan Ziyu pulled Yan Heng up from the ground, his eyes stayed on the wound on his neck, his expression was very ugly.

"It's okay." Yan Heng rubbed his shoulders, followed the other party's line of sight and touched his neck, until it felt sticky.

The blood overflowed from the wound, staining the collar of the shirt red, but fortunately the wound was not big, and it had almost stopped at this moment. He looked back at the ceramic fragments that were half inserted into the partition board, and the edges of the fragments were still intact. Stained with his own bright red blood, he couldn't help but tremble. If Yuan Ziyu hadn't pushed him away just now, the blood would have been spattered three feet by now.

Yuan Ziyu nodded, turned his gaze to the front again, and said in a deep voice, "Come out!"

Guo Xiuxiu looked at him in horror and shrank back.

"I'll say it again." Yuan Ziyu flipped his hands over and picked up another talisman with his fingertips: "Don't let me force you to show up."

As soon as the words finished this time, a dense black mist suddenly gathered behind Guo Xiuxiu, and rushed towards Yuan Ziyu without saying a word.

Yuan Ziyu snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw the talisman towards the black mist, only to hear a soft bang, the moment the talisman collided with the black mist, it emitted a dazzling white light, followed by the misty black mist like an arrow of light Stabbed and nailed whole to the floor.

"The dead should have a place for the dead, why should they be attached to the living?" Yuan Ziyu took a step forward, condescendingly looking down at the black mist that was constantly twisting and trying to break free, Yan Heng's injury made him feel extremely unhappy now, The whole face was so cold that it almost froze.

Black Mist struggled violently a few more times, and let out a threatening howl.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk nonsense with a ghost who let me lose my true nature and become an evil spirit. Ashes return to ashes, I might as well let you disappear today." Yuan Ziyu said, quickly forming seals with his hands, following his movements , the golden light gradually gathered at his fingertips, shining like little stars.

"Don't hurt him!" At this moment, Guo Xiuxiu, who had been shrinking in the corner, suddenly rushed forward to block between Yuan Ziyu and Heiwu: "Please, please don't hurt him!"

The golden light dissipated from Yuan Ziyu's fingertips, he put down his hand, and tilted his head: "Why? Do you know that if you let it cling to you for a while, you will die due to excessive Yin Qi invasion?"

Guo Xiuxiu obviously didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, but she could guess it from her getting worse and worse physical condition, so she just returned to her original state after a little trance. She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "Even if So, I don't want him to be hurt, please, let him go."

"You're about to be killed by it!" Yan Heng said in bewilderment: "It wanted to kill me just now, and your colleagues, neighbors, and blind dates before were all harmed by it. Why are you covering it?"

Guo Xiuxiu was stunned: "Why do you know what happened to me before?"

Yuan Ziyu said, "Your mother commissioned me to investigate."

"So that's the case." Guo Xiuxiu suddenly smiled wryly: "My mother didn't let us be together when he was alive, and she still wants to separate us after death."

Yan Heng said in surprise: "He is you..."

Before Yan Heng finished speaking, Guo Xiuxiu admitted first: "He is my boyfriend. I have been with him since college. His family's conditions are not good, and he has to work and study in college. After graduation I told my family about our affairs, but was strongly opposed by my family, unable to bear the pressure from my family, I pretended to break up with him, and left home to follow him to work in Suzhou after a year."

"At first, I wanted to keep it a secret from my family, and discuss it with my family after his work improved. Of course, everything went as smoothly as planned. He worked hard and made progress, and soon gained a foothold in the company... But When we were preparing to confess to our family two years ago, on a rainy night, he was robbed after returning from overtime work late at night, and the robber stabbed him twice... When I found him, the blood on the side of the road was stained red , he was abandoned in the green belt on the side of the road like a broken doll..."

Guo Xiuxiu's voice was very soft and calm, as if she had chewed through this scene over and over again in her heart, so that when she said it again, she was in a state of numbness and abnormal calm, but the last sentence However, there is an unignorable trill in the ending: "...everything is hopeless."

As if affected by her emotions, the black mist that had calmed down struggled and roared again.

Guo Xiuxiu turned her head, her eyes were full of nostalgia, admiration and reluctance, she stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to comfort him, but her hand went straight through the black mist, but she still swayed like a caress.

Yuan Ziyu suddenly asked, "Do you really love him?"

Guo Xiuxiu seemed to be very hostile to his question, she raised her brows and said firmly, "Of course I love him!"

"You say you love him, but you haven't called him by his name since the beginning. You use him to get revenge on everyone you don't like or offend you. Don't you just watch him change from an ordinary ghost to An evil spirit gathering resentment is your love for him?" Yuan Ziyu sneered, and continued: "Maybe you didn't mean it at first, but when you know that those people have accidents, you will feel uneasy because of the condemnation of your conscience, and you will be afraid. You cry, you want to run away, and then the vengeful high you get from it is like a psychoactive drug that you get addicted to. Even if you don’t want to admit it, you’re kind of sick in a way.”

Following Yuan Ziyu's words, Guo Xiuxiu's calm face gradually became distorted, and finally turned into a ferocious expression.

Her jaw muscles protruded slightly due to clenched teeth, and her eyes became full of resentment because her most secret thoughts were pierced by the other party, just like the poisonous tail of a scorpion.

Suddenly, with a wave of her hand, she took off the talisman that pinned the black mist to the ground, and the unbound black mist surged up again, kicking up the coffee table between the three of them and throwing it towards Yuan Ziyu.

Yan Heng reacted quickly, and kicked the coffee table away with a sweep of his legs. The coffee table, which was not too strong, was directly smashed into pieces by his kick.

Yuan Ziyu remained calm, exhaled lightly, and said with regret: "I thought you wouldn't do such a stupid thing again after seeing the strength you just saw."

As he spoke, the seal was formed quickly again, and the golden light condensed on his fingertips again. Yuan Ziyu used his hands to draw a spell in mid-air, and at the same time he recited the mantra silently, and with a push of both hands, the golden spell sank into the black mist with the force of lightning, and was very close to him The black mist paused, and after half a second, golden light emerged from the black mist. With a shrill scream, the entire black mist fell apart, and a translucent man gradually emerged from the stripped black mist.

"Lu Yao..." Guo Xiuxiu looked at the translucent man in front of him bewilderedly, two lines of tears fell down his face.

"Xiu...xiu..." Lu Yao squeezed out two hoarse words from his throat, turned around and floated towards Guo Xiuxiu.

But before he got close, the transparent spirit body shattered into bits of starlight again.

"I'm sorry..." he said, "I may not be able to protect you anymore."

"Lu Yao!!!" Guo Xiuxiu called out his name loudly, and leapt forward, as if wanting to prevent the man from disappearing, but only the cold ground greeted her, and she finally couldn't restrain herself from lying on the ground and crying loudly .

It wasn't until Lu Yao completely disappeared that Yuan Ziyu let go of the sealed hand. A strong sense of palpitation and emptiness surged from the depths of his body, causing his feet to sway, and his body staggered backwards. Fortunately, Yan Heng supported him in time. .

The moment Yan Heng came into contact with him, Yan Heng was startled by the scorching body temperature under his clothes. He supported the other person to lean against him, only to see the male god's lips turned pale, but two lumps of sickly pimples appeared on his cheeks. Flushing, frowning, panting in pain.

Yan Heng frantically touched his forehead, cheeks, and neck, without exception, they all seemed to be on fire, and the temperature was astonishingly high.

"It's so hot!" Yan Heng said anxiously, "I have to send it to the hospital!"

"It's okay." Yuan Ziyu swallowed, her voice was weak, but Yan Heng was still worried and explained: "The purification technique is contrary to the Yuan family's technique. Every time you use it, it will bring some burden to your body, but you will be fine after a little rest." , help me sit for a while."

Yan Heng quickly hooked the chair beside him with his feet and helped him to sit down.

He stood behind Yuan Ziyu, supported his shoulders and looked at Guo Xiuxiu, who was lying on the ground crying, with mixed feelings for a while: "That man...how is he?"

Yuan Ziyu rested for a while, his breath gradually calmed down, and he replied: "I just purified the evil energy on his body, and sent him to where it should go by the way."

Hearing what Yuan Ziyu said, Yan Heng's expression finally relaxed a little.

"Let's go." The discomfort had almost disappeared, Yuan Ziyu stood up from the chair, Yan Heng hurriedly followed behind him, and the two walked out of the coffee shop together.

Standing outside the door, Yuan Ziyu looked back at the coffee shop again and snapped his fingers. The blue light covering the coffee shop suddenly receded, and the soothing piano music circulated in the air again. The eyes of the guests and waiters still stayed on their tables. Looking up, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why the place suddenly became chaotic, and why the woman was crying so heartbreakingly.

"But I can't figure it out. If Lu Yao attacked Guo Xiuxiu's colleagues and neighbors before because she was influenced by her malicious mood, why would he attack those who had a blind date with Guo Xiuxiu now? Is it because of the desire for monopoly? "Yan Heng stepped on the brakes before the red light, turned to look at Yuan Ziyu.

Yuan Ziyu leaned on the co-pilot, like a lazy cat: "Maybe it's because, like us, those people didn't approach her with sincerity."

Yan Heng murmured thoughtfully: "If one day I die, I will definitely..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Ziyu kicked his calf severely, and the next words turned into a howl.

Yuan Ziyu stared at him with anger on his face: "I won't let you die, at least I won't let you die before me."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng were startled, and the next second, Yan Heng rushed forward to embrace him and kissed him. He didn't let go until the green light came on, and there was a sound of urging horns behind him. His face was as excited as a big dog that just got a piece of fleshy bone, its tail was almost wagging into the sky.

"I really love you more and more." Yan Heng chuckled, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a swish.

"..."

Yuan Ziyu lowered his head, a wave of heat ran along his neck and his upper cheeks, staining the tips of his ears red.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his lips, and then, the corners of his mouth, which still carried the warmth of the other party, couldn't help but rise.

Suddenly he thought of something that he had always wanted to ask, but never had the chance to ask.

"Yan Heng, the night I met Ao Yin, what happened to you after I chased you out?"

Yan Heng frowned, as if trying to organize his words, Yuan Ziyu didn't rush him.

What did you experience at that time?

When Yuan Ziyu stepped on a pile of broken glass and disappeared outside the door, the spots of bright red blood were like thorns, piercing his eyes with pain, and his heart was as heavy as a big sponge that had absorbed water, making him almost swell. Want to suffocate.

The turbulent emotions in my heart are only sad in the end-feeling sorry for my own incompetence.

When will I be strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with him instead of being protected by him blindly?

But Yan Heng didn't have time to think too much, shortly after Yuan Ziyu went after Ao Yin, the second Ao Yin jumped in through the broken window.

The unpleasant smell on the other party's body was like a dirty and corrupt sewer, and a pair of small eyes stared greedily at Yan Heng.

Almost instantly, Yan Heng understood that the previous one was just a bait, eating Zhu Yanbei might just be a greedy moment, and their target was actually themselves!

With the talisman left to him by Yuan Ziyu, Yan Heng temporarily escaped Ao Yin's several attacks, but the talisman was limited after all, and he did not have the spiritual power that Yuan Ziyu could use at will, so he did not cause much harm to Ao Yin.

Aoyin is big, powerful, and fast. Yan Heng quickly lost in the confrontation with it. When Aoyin's huge claws grabbed his neck, he felt a growing sense of suffocation. The first thing that comes to mind is that if she dies, what will happen to Yuan Ziyu?

Will you be sad?

Will you cry?

How can you make him sad and cry?

I'm afraid it's for myself...

The strong desire to live prompted Yan Heng to hold Ao Yin's wrist tightly, and at the same time, an indescribable force began to surge in his body, like a storm tearing and rolling in his body non-stop, almost All his entrails shall be crushed together with bones and flesh.

Yan Heng finally yelled in this unbearable pain, his whole body began to emit a blue light, and the Ao Yin that was pinching him suddenly started to wither and turn into wood from its claws, at last Yan Heng only saw Ao Yin change alive It became a lump of wood, and then his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

Of course, when Yan Heng was talking, he removed the part of his own wild thoughts, and only talked about the time when he had a direct contact with Ao Yin.

Yuan Ziyu listened to Yan Heng's words very seriously, propped his chin thoughtfully for a moment, and asked again: "Then do you remember the incident when you fell into the sea when you were young?"

Yan Heng shook his head: "I don't really remember, I was still too young at that time, and I heard from my mother that I was not breathing when I was rescued, but in the end I was rescued after being shut down."

Yuan Ziyu had probably guessed before this, and with Yan Heng saying it himself this time, it can be basically concluded that he is indeed lodged in his body...

Just as Yuan Ziyu thought of this, Yan Heng braked suddenly, and his inertia made him almost fly out in an instant, but fortunately he was wearing a seat belt.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Ziyu raised his head and asked.

"It seems that something happened in the front." Yan Heng said.

……

Fifteen minutes ago, Yan Chen sat on the leather seat, raised one leg and swayed from side to side, with a smug expression on his face.

Finally, Yan Heng was temporarily kicked out of Yan's house. His father really wouldn't let him be with a man. Even if he pleases his father again, there are still some bottom lines that cannot be touched.

The next step is to see how to kill him——Qi Qiong is really incompetent, he can't even handle a third-rate exorcist, and he still looks at himself all day long, although he doesn't know his specific background, but wait for him to use him to solve the problem Now that Yan Heng is gone, there is plenty of time to take care of him.

Want your own soul?Go dreaming!

Ah... When Yan Heng dies, the property of the Yan family can only be owned by himself and his eldest brother. He will absolutely not allow a "brother" who has blood different from his own to share a piece of the pie.

"Using Yan Heng's feelings to drive him out of Yan's house, you are really shameless." The contempt in the sudden voice was undisguised, as cold as the hem of the clothes that the god of death has passed by.

"Qi, Qi Qiong, why are you here?" Yan Chen, who was still thinking about how to cross the river and demolish the bridge, stuttered and asked.

Qiongqi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said directly: "I'm leaving."

"Leave, leave?!" Yan Chen sat up straight suddenly, and said loudly, "What about you leaving Yan Heng?!"

Qiongqi glanced at him indifferently, and the latter immediately retreated into the chair silently.

Qiongqi said: "Didn't you already drive him out of Yan's house? What else do you want?"

Yan Chen snorted: "Of course he's going to die, as long as he's still alive, maybe my dad will soften his heart and recognize him when he's under the pillow of that fucking vixen in the future."

Qiongqi smiled slightly, but looked at Yan Chen as if he was looking at an annoying bug: "So I said that the hearts of you humans are much more terrifying than all kinds of evil spirits... But I still like this point very much. Yes, otherwise, how could I get so many greedy souls? It’s a pity that I have already promised that little fox not to attack Yan Heng and the others, so it’s cheap for you. Your rotten and stinking soul can live on your embroidered pillow Store it in the ordinary body for a while longer."

After a pause, he repeated again: "Tsk, what a pity."

Yan Chen didn't listen to what Qiongqi had to say, he was full of thoughts about Qiongqi now that he was down, where would he find another person to deal with Yan Heng and that damned third-rate exorcist in a short time.

Seeing that Qiongqi was about to leave, Yan Chen almost subconsciously stood up to block his way: "No, you can't go!"

Qiongqi narrowed his eyes displeased.

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and a man wearing a black robe and his face was completely wrapped in a black cloth, only revealing a pair of dull, dead-like eyes, walked in slowly.

"Indeed, you can't go." The strange figure spoke, his voice was like a crow flying over the roof at dusk, extremely ear-piercing.

Qiongqi stared at him coldly, while Yan Chen was already scared and hid behind him.

You must know that since Yan Heng came to make a big fuss last time, the entire building has doubled the number of security guards, especially on the floor where Yan Chen stayed. Entering your office swaggering like this?

The malevolent aura on the man in black robe was so heavy that even an ancient beast like Qiongqi would feel very uncomfortable.

Qiongqi raised his vigilance, squinted his eyes again: "Who are you?"

The man in the black robe laughed twice, the laughter was like a toad screaming from the reeds in summer night: "I'm just an insignificant magician, but—"

He purposely elongated his tone: "I have something very important to Mr. Qiongqi—I took it out from the crack of the underworld with great difficulty."

Qiongqi was startled, and saw that the conjurer stretched out his hand in the black robe as if by magic, and when he reached out again, he was holding a heart in his palm. The heart was as bright as a ruby, and even if it left the body, it still remained throbbing vigorously.

"Give it back to me!" Qiongqi opened his eyes angrily, and raised his hand to attack the conjurer, strangling the conjurer's neck in the blink of an eye, without giving him any time to react, Qiongqi exerted force with his five fingers, only listening to " "Crack" There was a crisp sound of the neck breaking, and the conjurer's neck was like a broken sorghum pole, leaning softly to the side, but there was a smile in his eyes!

No, this doesn't feel right. Judging from the strong evil spirit on his body and the ability to enter the cracks of the underworld and take away his heart, it shouldn't be so easy to die in his own hands.

"I brought the adult's heart back with the intention of returning it to the adult. You don't need to be so excited."

A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from behind again, and Qiongqi turned his head suddenly. The conjurer was standing intact at the position where Yan Chen was standing behind him, and the...

Qiongqi turned his head to look——

It's Yan Chen!

Yan Chen's head was tilted limply, looking at Qiongqi with piercing eyes, he had already lost his breath.

As soon as Qiongqi let go, Yan Chen fell to the floor like a torn sack.

"It's a pity, I still want to let you go for a while." Qiongqi said, turning to face the magician, his tone was extremely dangerous: "Give me your heart."

"Of course." The conjurer approached Qiongqi step by step, and put the hand holding his heart on Qiongqi's chest: "But I still need a little favor from adults."

At the same time as he opened his mouth, a circle of dark purple incantations suddenly appeared on the bright red heart, and the conjurer took advantage of the momentum to push, and the heart re-entered Qiongqi's chest...

……

This place is located in the downtown area of ​​Huashi, and the road that used to have a lot of traffic is now even more congested, with horns blaring.

Yan Heng opened the car window and stretched his neck to look out, suddenly there was a "boom" from the front, accompanied by a wave of shaking, a group of panic-looking people ran from the front, all looking to flee for their lives. Someone ran and shouted: "The building exploded! Run!"

Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng glanced at each other, and an ominous premonition emerged in their hearts at the same time. They both supported the car door and were about to get out of the car. At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of them, and a large piece of broken wall whirled from mid-air Fly straight towards them.

Yan Heng's first reaction was to jump on Yuan Ziyu's body and protect him under his body. With a "bang", the whole body of the car sank, and Yan Heng let out a muffled groan, and the corner of the wall rubbed against the roof of their car. However, leaving a large sunken crater, it hit the front windshield of the car following them.

Screams, sirens, and exclamations suddenly rang out.

"Get off quickly." Yan Heng quickly opened the door on Yuan Ziyu's side, pushed him out of the car, and then followed him out of the car.

It wasn't until he regained his footing on the road that Yuan Ziyu realized that Yan Heng was holding his shoulder with one hand, with a painful expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Ziyu reached out to help him.

Yan Heng shook his head, then moved his arms slowly: "It's okay, I bumped into it just now."

Then he moved his gaze to the front: "What is that?"

Although the pedestrians running on the road couldn't see it, they could see a dark red monster jumping down from the floor that seemed to be bombed, and the explosives made a huge gap, and landed aggressively on the square in front of the building.

Yuan Ziyu said incredulously, "Qongqi!"

"That building...is one of the properties of the Yan family." Yan Heng gritted his teeth: "That floor is Yan Chen's office!"

"Let's go!" Yuan Ziyu pulled Yan Heng and started running towards the square.

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to the cannon fodder second brother for receiving the bento

Yan Chen: I die so casually=_=||

Seems like it's almost over.