The god is an exorcist

Yuan Ziyu was sitting in a corner, his chest was still aching, the cold air in the dungeon was like tiny snakes, scrambling to get into his body, even wanting to take away the warmth in his blood.

The feeling of getting colder and colder made him couldn't help wrapping his arms around his curled knees, and buried his head in his arms.

When he closed his eyes, his vision became completely dark. Yuan Ziyu seemed to see himself 11 years ago, the afterimage of himself that had not yet grown up and was much thinner than now, and now it was slowly overlapping with himself.

Despair, loneliness, panic, helplessness, those negative emotions that he thought he was used to had once again turned into thick clouds and weighed down heavily on his head.

I kind of miss the feeling of being surrounded by Yan Heng. Yan Heng's body temperature is always higher than his own, warm, like a little sun, as if any kind of dark cloud will become vulnerable under his light .

Hu Zhu should have saved Yan Heng.

When he returns home and finds himself missing, will he look for him?

Will Hu Zhu tell him that he was taken back to Yuan's house?

I hope that Hu Zhu will not tell him, otherwise he will rush to Yuan's house to find him desperately, but he can no longer protect him after being imprisoned...

Maybe I'll never see him again...

As Yuan Ziyu thought about it, the arms around his knees tightened a little more.

reluctant to...

Just like a blind man, as long as he takes a look at the colorful colors, he never wants to go back to the world with only darkness as his companion.

"..."

Just when Yuan Ziyu felt that his body was about to merge with these cold stone walls, he seemed to hear Yan Heng's voice suddenly.

Is it because I miss you too much and hallucinate?

Yuan Ziyu raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened and his ears pricked up like a vigilant animal.

It was quiet in the dungeon, except for the sound of his own breathing, there was no other sound.

Yuan Ziyu relaxed, and didn't know how to describe his mood for a moment. He was grateful that Yan Heng didn't come to die, but couldn't help but feel a little bit disappointed.

At this moment, a stone brick in front of the dungeon door suddenly made a light "click" and moved slightly.

Yuan Ziyu's attention was immediately attracted by this noise.

The stone bricks continued to sway, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed that something was buried below, and it was struggling to push upwards, trying to break through the ground.

"Snapped!"

A piece of the stone brick was finally overturned, and a thin vine exposed green branches and leaves from under the overturned stone brick, and then grew at a rapid speed!

At the same time, lying on Qiongqi's back, watching him and Hu Zhu put the Yuan family in the demon-locking formation, the demon-subduing formation, or some other bullshit formation of the demon formation, everyone easily turned their backs on their backs. Yan Heng's eyes lit up suddenly: "I found it!"

Saying that, Yan Heng quickly jumped off Qiongqi's back, and ran towards the dungeon.

"Qinglong!" Yuan Ningsheng immediately waved his hand in Yan Heng's direction, and ordered: "Catch him!"

The servants in the yard started rushing towards Yan Heng in a swarm, but before they could get close, they were caught by the thorns emerging from under their feet, and then they were all thrown away by the rushing Hu Zhu.

All of a sudden there were howls.

Yuan Ningsheng looked at a group of crooked domestic servants, his face turned green with anger, and angrily said: "A bunch of trash!"

"Candle Dragon!" Following Yuan Ningsheng's call, the human-headed and snake-body Candle Dragon appeared out of thin air, with several round teeth marks on his side waist, which were bitten by Hu Zhu more than ten years ago. Healed, but the deep marks did not go away.

Zhulong let out a roar, and immediately dragged his huge body towards Yan Heng, but was blocked by Qiongqi who jumped forward.

Qiongqi fell to the ground and turned into a human form, his handsome face was full of contempt: "If you interfere with other people's love, you will be kicked by a horse."

Facing the Qiongqi's powerful monster power of the ancient beast, Zhulong flinched unnaturally.

Qiongqi immediately sneered and said: "It is said that pets are like their masters, but this Zhulong is so cowardly, could it be that he also learned from his master's true teachings?"

"You!" Yuan Ningsheng, who had never been despised like this before, was so angry that he clenched his fist with one hand, and a long whip surrounded by purple air suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the long whip pierced the air and landed on the hesitant Zhulong. With a "snap", a bloody scar was drawn from the back of Zhulong's muscular muscles. The dragon let out a piercing wail, and immediately glared at Qiongqi viciously, as if the whip just now was whipped by Qiongqi.

Yuan Ningsheng withdrew his long whip, gritted his teeth and said, "A mere monster, do you really think that my Yuan family can't do anything to you?"

Before the words fell, the long whip attacked Qiongqi with a force of destruction, and at the same time, Zhulong also swung its half-meter-thick snake tail and attacked Qiongqi from another direction.

Taking advantage of Qiongqi's dodge, Yuan Ningsheng turned his head and glanced at Yuan Ziyue who was protecting the servants while blocking Hu Zhu: "Leave them alone, go and catch Qinglong!"

"Yes, father! Qilin!" Hearing the master's call, the Qilin that almost bit Hu Zhu's tail stepped on its hoof unwillingly, turned around and jumped back to Yuan Ziyue's side.

Yuan Ziyue climbed onto the Qilin lying down, and chased towards the dungeon.

Seeing Qilin who turned and left, Hu Zhu was finally relieved, it was so dangerous, the tail was saved!

Qilin leaped several times, and soon caught up with Yan Heng. Yuan Ziyue's voice came from behind against the wind, and he couldn't hear clearly, but the word "stop" was very clear.

How could it be possible to stop and let you catch it, Yan Heng complained silently, these two words are indeed the most useless lines.

"Tsk!" Yuan Ziyue clicked his tongue impatiently as he looked at the back who refused to listen, and the talismans he flung out were like sharp knives, cutting off the thorns that kept coming up in front of him, and Qilin jumped up, covering the sky The shadow that covered the sun passed over Yan Heng's head and fell in front of him, blocking the way ahead.

"I told you to wait for me, why are you running so hard?" Yuan Ziyue raised her delicate face, and said contemptuously, "You idiot!"

Yan Big Stupid Heng: "..."

"Here, this is for you." Yuan Ziyue fished out in his pocket, threw out some small object, and drew a metallic arc in the air.

Yan Heng subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and after a closer look, a simple brass key landed firmly in the palm of his hand.

"Go." Yuan Ziyue turned her head away a little coyly: "Go and rescue brother from the dungeon."

……

Yuan Ziyu supported the wall and stood up, walking weakly in front of the iron railing, watching the vines emerging from under the stone bricks twisting and trying to get into the dungeon through the gaps in the iron railing, as soon as the delicate branches and leaves approached, they immediately seemed like It was dry and broken as if it had been drained of water, and fell to the ground without moving.

But it was like a signal, more vines grew out of the ground in an instant, and soon surrounded the entire dungeon densely, like a group of green tentacles, waving and slapping the dungeon wall from all directions, trying to destroy it , Release Yuan Ziyu inside.

The dry branches quickly covered the ground, but the rest became more persistent.

"Ziyu—"

"Ziyu—"

Amidst the twisting sounds of the vines, Yan Heng's voice was getting closer and clearer.

"Yan Heng..." A hoarse and broken name was squeezed out of Yuan Ziyu's thirsty throat, his mind was blank, but his heart was beating fast, as if he wanted to get rid of the shackles immediately, and fly towards the name that he was thinking of.

Yuan Ziyu grabbed the iron railing in front of him and stretched his neck to look towards the entrance of the dungeon, but the moment he touched the iron railing, a large amount of spiritual power was taken away by the rune on it, Yuan Ziyu's legs went limp, almost Kneeling on the ground, he struggled and tried his best to respond to the voice that kept calling him—"Yan Heng!!!"

The hurried footsteps ran across the large bluestone floor tiles, bringing a series of rattling echoes, which merged with his trembling heartbeat. When Yan Heng finally appeared at the entrance of the dungeon, Yuan Ziyu suddenly felt that he saw the light.

In the dark dungeon, Yuan Ziyu's skin was ice-white and bloodless, and even the pale blue meridians on his neck were clearly visible. Yan Heng's heart felt as if he had been ruthlessly pulled by an invisible hand, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't stop. I couldn't speak, I could only open my mouth in vain and then close it again, like a fish deprived of oxygen.

"Idiot, what are you doing here?" Yuan Ziyu's lips trembled, and all the complicated emotions merged into a sentence of reproach and blurted out.

"I, I'm here to pick you up." Yan Heng's expression was a little aggrieved: "And Hu Zhu and Qiong are also here."

"You guys are really..." Yuan Ziyu suddenly felt relieved at this second, even he himself didn't know how soft a smile appeared on his face.

No matter where you are, someone will stubbornly come to pick you up and go home, which doesn't seem to be a bad feeling.

"I'll let you out." Yan Heng took a step forward, and continued to mutter: "You actually locked your son in this kind of place, is that person really your own father?"

"Don't touch it!" Yuan Ziyu hurriedly stopped him: "There are runes engraved on it to absorb spiritual power, and that lock can only be opened with a key."

"You mean this?" Yan Heng smiled and took out a small key with a simple shape from his pocket, shaking it in front of Yuan Ziyu's eyes.

Yuan Ziyu blinked in disbelief: "Why do you have the key?"

"That little girl gave it to me." Yan Heng pouted towards the entrance, and Yuan Ziyu realized that Yuan Ziyue was hiding at the corner and peeping here.

"Yue Yue?"

Yuan Ziyue, who was called by name, moved out from the corner little by little, with her two white hands together, she called out weakly, brother.

"Let's come out first and talk later." Yan Heng opened the prison door, and only touched those runes when opening the door, which almost made him lose the strength to open the door. I really don't know how the male god survived being locked inside.

Yuan Ziyu staggered to the front of the prison door. As soon as he bent down, his legs were so weak that he could no longer support his body. The whole person suddenly fell forward, and then fell steadily into a warm embrace, a nostalgic and familiar embrace.

"Are you so impatient to throw yourself into your arms?" Yan Heng hugged him back, spraying his hot and humid breath into his ears, teasingly said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but I'm much more honest."

The moment he came into contact with Yan Heng, the healing power of the green dragon was continuously transmitted to Yuan Ziyu, like a dry and cracked land being moistened by a sweet spring, which quickly restored his spirit.

"Will you go home with me?" Yan Heng asked softly, kissing his ear.

Yuan Ziyu nodded: "Yes, good."

Blushing and looking at the two hugging in front of her uncomfortably, Yuan Ziyue wondered for a moment whether they had forgotten that there was another big living person.

Fortunately, his brother didn't really forget her. He pushed Yan Heng away, walked to Yuan Ziyue's side, and gently rubbed the top of her hair: "Thank you, Yueyue."

So Yuan Ziyue's face became even redder, and she apologized in a murmured voice: "I'm sorry brother, I hurt you, I didn't know that father carved a seal on you, and I didn't know that he would put you in a dungeon... I I just hope that my brother can come back, I just miss you very much..."

While talking, Yuan Ziyue's eyes turned red again, Yuan Ziyu patted her head again: "It's okay, brother never blamed you, don't cry."

Yuan Ziyue rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and then asked, "Is brother leaving? Together with that big stupid..."

Yuan Ziyu looked back at Yan Heng, who was full of depression, and nodded: "Yes. Does Yueyue want to go with brother?"

Yuan Ziyue's eyes lit up when she heard these words, but soon dimmed again: "I can't leave, if my brother leaves, and if I leave too, the Yuan family will really be over... At that time, father and mother should be together again." How to do it?"

Yuan Ziyu quietly looked at the glutinous rice dumpling that had grown into a big girl in front of him, and felt extremely guilty for a moment. This should be his responsibility, but he avoided it, so it fell on his sister.However, Yuan Ziyu believes that when his younger sister really inherits the Yuan family, she will be so stubborn about the title of "Exorcist Family" that she is almost paranoid, and even classify her children into three, six, and nine grades based on spiritual power like objects. The Yuan family has changed, she is much stronger than herself.

……

In the courtyard planned according to the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, the neatly trimmed flowers and plants were uprooted, the bluestone floor tiles were overturned everywhere, the glazed tiles on the roof were broken all over the floor, and even the vermilion lacquered gate was knocked down.

The servants of the Yuan family lay sprawled in the corner, dazed and wounded. The huge Candle Dragon was covered in scars, and was teased around like a dog by Qiongqi and Hu Zhu.

But Yuan Ningsheng stood in a spherical protective barrier and looked at everything in front of him coldly.

As long as you catch Qinglong and wait for Yue'er to come back, although her spiritual power is not as good as her brother's, it is still more than enough to drive away the two troublesome monsters.

I just need to wait for a while in this solid barrier...

But what he never expected was that the one waiting for him was Yuan Ziyu who was following Qinglong beside him.

"Father." The gravel on the ground made a "creaking" sound under Yuan Ziyu's feet, and huge spiritual power overflowed from his body, forming a small air current around him, shaking his clothes and jet-black hair.

"How come..." Yuan Ningsheng looked at Yuan Ziyu who was walking towards him in disbelief: "The seal on your hand has been lifted?"

Sensing the master's panic, Zhulong stopped entangled with Qiongqi and the others, turned around and rushed towards Yuan Ziyu with his tail flicking.

Yuan Ziyu didn't even look at Zhulong. With a wave of his hand, a golden light flew out of his palm and hit Zhulong. In an instant, his huge body flew out and hit the towering courtyard wall. After a loud bang, there was only a ruined wall left.

His spiritual power seems to be stronger than when he left home, is it because Qinglong is by his side?

Yuan Ningsheng stared at him in a daze, terrified and secretly happy at the same time, isn't the current Yuan Ziyu just the best tool to revitalize the Yuan family and silence those who suspect that the Yuan family has begun to decline behind their backs?

Just when Yuan Ningsheng was making wishful thinking, Yuan Ziyu had already walked in front of him. Even through the barrier, he could feel how powerful the terrifying spiritual power on his body was.

Yuan Ziyu stood in front of his father. He looked much older than when he left home, his temples were already gray, but the obsession in those eyes did not decrease with the passage of time, on the contrary, it became more serious.

"Father." Yuan Ziyu called him again, raised his hand, and shattered the defensive barrier that Yuan Ningsheng was proud of into an illusory fluorescent light with just a flick of his fingers.

Yuan Ningsheng straightened his back, trying to show the majesty of a father, but it didn't seem to have any effect in front of Yuan Ziyu.

For a moment, he seemed to understand that the son who regarded his own words as the golden rule and would not dare to disobey him was no longer a marionette he could control. He cut the string that controlled him , have their own, complete soul.

But Yuan Ningsheng's deeply buried unwillingness still made him say something he didn't even realize, with a compromise: "Yu'er, stay with Qinglong at Yuan's house, I will not stop you from being together."

Yuan Ziyu shook his head: "I will not stay, let alone stay in this huge cage with Yan Heng and continue to be your marionette. The past 11 years have given me a taste of freedom. I want to leave Yuan Ziyu." Jia and Yan Heng live an ordinary life in Huashi."

"Let go, father, things will be reversed at the extreme, and the prosperity will decline. If the decline of the Yuan family is God's will, why do you insist on it?"

"The Yuan family will never fall!" Yuan Ningsheng suddenly shouted like crazy: "Even without you, I still have Yue'er, and her spiritual power is almost the same as yours!"

There was a stubbornness in his father that Yuan Ziyu could never understand. In the end, he didn't say anything, but took a final pityful look at his father, who had an exaggerated expression, distorted face, and kept thinking about it.

Looking back, Yuan Ziyu walked up to Qian Qia who was sitting in a wheelchair, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed three times: "Mother, I'm leaving."

Qian Qi's eyes were slightly red, but she smiled very kindly. She touched Yuan Ziyu's face affectionately: "Go."

Yuan Ziyu stood up, but saw Yan Heng bowed ninety degrees to his mother suddenly: "Mom, you can safely hand over Ziyu to me, I will definitely make him happy!"

"..." Yuan Ziyu never expected that Yan Heng would come out like this suddenly, and looked at Qian Qi nervously with black lines hanging from his head.

Qian Qia was slightly taken aback, and then she covered her mouth and laughed out loud. She looked at the embarrassed son and the serious-looking young man, and the perennial melancholy between her brows finally dissipated at this moment. The corners of the eyes that were marked by the years were bent: "Yan Heng, I will leave Ziyu to you."

Yuan Ziyu: "..." What's up with the plot where the mother-in-law sees her son-in-law more and more pleasing to her eyes?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yuan Ziyu turned back depressed and stared with ridicule on his face, and unabashedly laughed at his monster duo, and said in a muffled voice, "Let's go!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the fallen gate first.

Yan Heng trotted all the way to keep up with him, and asked, "Did you just throw your sister in the dungeon like that?"

Yuan Ziyu said: "With Qilin accompanying her, it's okay to let her sleep there for a while. If she is allowed to come out with us intact, father will definitely punish her severely."

"Although I heard Hu Zhu talk about your family background before, I didn't realize that your father is really... um..." Yan Heng paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about the appropriate wording: "... ...stern. So you really don't intend to take your sister away?"

"When I saw Yueyue, I seemed to see myself in her when I was a child. If possible, I certainly hope that she can leave the Yuan family with me and be an ordinary girl." Yuan Ziyu paused, and continued: "But I Respect her decision."

"Hey, let's go back to the demon world!" Hu Zhu, who had already lost a lot of the two, turned around and waved at them, and continued to shout: "Yan Heng, you have to be good to my little Yuyu! If you dare to bully him , watch me come back anytime and beat you into a panda!"

"Wow! My mother's family is so scary." Yan Heng raised his arm and put it on Yuan Ziyu's shoulder, and hugged him in his arms, vowing: "But I won't give him this chance."

"By the way, when I attended Yan Chen's funeral today, I told my dad exactly what happened between us." Yan Heng's voice carried a lightness of relief: "Then when I left, dad told me , Let me take you home for dinner when I have time."

The golden sunset stretched out the two shadows sticking together like a piece of chocolate covered in syrup.

The breeze blew, lifting Yan Heng's slightly long hair, revealing that chiseled side face, the sun fell on his long and curled eyelashes, leaving a distinct shadow under the eyelids, Yuan Ziyu looked sideways Looking at him, he narrowed his eyes happily.

"I..." Yuan Ziyu murmured softly, but before it reached Yan Heng's ears, it was blown away by the wind.

"Huh?" Yan Heng looked back at him suspiciously: "Did you say anything just now?"

"It's nothing." Yuan Ziyu looked up at the sky that was transitioning from azure blue to orange red: "The wind is blowing, let's go home."

The author has something to say:

Finally, on the last day of 18, I finished coding this unpopular article (although it was already 19 years ago when it was published). I found out a lot of my deficiencies. I like the character of Yuan Ziyu very much, but I don’t seem to have written him well. It’s really a pity. I apologize to my true love here.

Afterwards there will be two sweet episodes, one by Mr. and the girl Heng, and one by Qiongqi and Hu Zhu. By the way, there will be a car repair, which should be sent out on New Year's Day.

Thanks to every little angel who follows the article, Yuyu loves you.

Finally, please continue to support Yuyu’s sweet and sweet article "Chocolate and White Moonlight" that Yuyu will fill in the pits next

There is also a horror project that has been planned for 19 years, which will be pre-acquired by Unlimited Stream "Infinite Lucid Dream"