"Dear passengers, the train has arrived at Qingchengshan Station, please take your luggage and valuables, and get off the train from the right door in the direction of the train......"

Mount Qingcheng is a famous tourist attraction, and it happens to coincide with a peak season like June, when there are many travelers who get off the bus and the bustling crowd moves outward.

A young man carried a briefcase and followed the flow of people out. It was already a little hot in Chengdu in June, but he wore a suit, his shirt neatly buttoned, his coat at his elbows, and his meticulous elite style was out of place with the idle tourists around him.

It was inevitable that someone around him was looking at him, he didn't mind at all, quite calmly accepted these curious or appreciative glances, long legs, calm and elegant steps, ordinary express rail station forced by him out of the international airport feeling.

The sun was in full swing outside, and the passengers scattered out of the exit.

Yan Yunkai looked around, but he didn't see the staff who received him, he looked up at the blazing sun that seemed to be hot, pulled the collar of his shirt, and finally found that today's high temperature was probably not suitable for the poor.

"Well, I'm here, I'll wait for someone to come and pick it up. I'll go back tomorrow after the meeting and book a ticket for the night. Yan Yunkai hid in the shade, answered the phone, and looked around casually, as if he heard something said on the phone, he sneered, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Work hard, don't think that adults can be lazy when they are not at home......"

There was a middle-aged man in Taoist clothes squatting next to him, and there was a white piece of paper on the ground, pressed with a stick, and a few big characters were written on it: fortune telling, two hundred for one, and half price for the second.

Qingcheng Mountain is a Taoist holy land, and in recent years it has become a popular tourist attraction, and after commercialization, there are often swaggering fake Taoist priests, who look stupid and have a lot of money.

When Yan Yunkai's gaze swept over him, the Taoist priest winked at him, and the goatee on his chin curled up, looking a little funny: "Little brother, do you want to count a hexagram?" ”

This squatting posture is a little obscene, and the image of the Taoist immortal wind and Dao bones is corrupted, Yan Yunkai opened his eyebrows, smiled and waved his hand, and said to the other end of the phone: "Let's do this first, hang up." ”

He put away his mobile phone and moved two steps to the side, and the Taoist priest stopped him again: "Hey, it's fate to meet, I'll calculate a hexagram for you, get a 20% discount, how about it?" ”

"Thanks, no." Yan Yunkai refused, and glanced at him again, "Your Yin Hall is a little dark." ”

The Taoist priest was suspicious, groped around on his body for a long time, took out a small mirror the size of a palm, looked at himself, and was surprised: "Oh! It's been a long time since I've looked in the mirror, and I haven't noticed. ”

The Taoist priest's expression was too rich, and the goatee trembled with the change of facial expression, and he actually packed up his things and left, and muttered before leaving: "Recently, the yin qi in the vicinity has been very heavy, strange." ”

Yan Yunkai looked up at the sun above, and under the strong sunlight, it seemed that all darkness had nowhere to hide. He raised his wrist to look at his watch, waiting a little impatiently, and his shiny shoes touched the ground for a while.

In the distance, a young Taoist priest trotted all the way over, still panting, wiped the sweat on his head after standing still, looked at the passengers around the station entrance, and probably didn't see the person he was looking for, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not late, not late." The little Taoist priest muttered to himself, unfolded a scroll of paper in his hand, put the paper in front of him, and looked forward to the exit.

Yan Yunkai stood aside and looked funny, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled at the little Taoist: "Little Taoist, are you here to pick me up?" ”

The little Taoist priest only heard a clear voice ringing in his ears, turned his head, and saw a man standing beside him, who was handsome and had an outstanding temperament, but he looked only in his twenties, too young.

The little Taoist priest shook his head and showed him the content in his hand: "I'm here to take over the leader." ”

Yan Yunkai was stunned for a moment, couldn't help laughing, his eyes were bent, and the corners of his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, not like a person who eats public food. He took out his ID and said with a smile: "'Pick up Yan Yunkai', I am." ”

The document clearly said "State Administration of Religious Affairs", and the little Taoist priest looked at it carefully, and he couldn't hide his surprised expression, and muttered to himself in his heart, is it a section chief at such a young age, and the promotion of civil servants in the capital does not depend on seniority?

“…… Good leader, my name is Li Xiaoming. The little Taoist priest scratched his head, "Originally, my master planned to come to pick you up in person, but there was something temporary on the mountain, so he sent me down." Sorry to keep you waiting. ”

"It's fine." Yan Yunkai nodded indispensably.

Qingcheng Mountain is going to hold Luo Tian Jiao, this time I called a lot of people to hold an event coordination meeting, it just so happened that he hadn't been on a business trip for a long time, and this time he came here purely to relax.

The Provincial Highway Association booked a hotel for Yan Yunkai in the front mountain of Qingcheng, and he took the room card in the lobby, and the temperature of the central air conditioner was a little low, which made people feel cold.

Li Xiaoming felt that he couldn't help much, and was about to nod his head to say goodbye, when the elevator door on the side of the lobby opened, and a middle-aged woman stumbled out with her hair disheveled, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Help!" Come up the hill and ask for the chief! Save my daughter! ”

Behind her, a little girl in her early teens grabbed her by the waist and tried to pull her into the elevator. The girl's slender little hands were bruised, and her fingertips were deep in her mother's flesh.

In the afternoon, there were few guests in the hotel lobby, Li Xiaoming was wearing a diagonal robe, cloth shoes, and hair on his head, Ming Huanghuang was dressed as a Taoist priest. When the woman saw Li Xiaoming, she seemed to see some life-saving straw, and hurriedly cried and shouted: "Dao Chief, Dao Chief, save my daughter!" ”

Li Xiaoming was about to go over without saying a word, but he saw that the people around him were one step faster than him. Yan Yunkai walked around the girl's back, grabbed the girl's wrist with both hands, and broke her fingers away with a slight force. The girl was still struggling, Yan Yunkai was also a little difficult to hold her, and the security guard who didn't dare to approach not far away saw this and immediately came over to help hold down the girl.

The woman sat on the ground, several small blood holes between her waist and abdomen were bleeding out, she didn't care about her own wounds, and quickly knelt on the ground, begging: "Save my daughter, please!" Please save her! ”

"Don't worry, you get up first." Yan Yun opened his head and raised his eyes to look at Li Xiaoming, "Help her up." ”

His eyes were clear and sharp, his tone was not tough, and he was even very calm, but Li Xiaoming was full of excitement, as if he had been named by the most serious teacher when he was in school, and hurriedly helped the woman up.

Yan Yunkai grabbed the girl's jaw with one hand, I don't know what skills she used, the girl's originally shaking head couldn't move, and the other hand lifted her eyelids and looked at it, for a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, and Li Xiaoming, who was idle in the school exam: "She just simply bumped into the evil, do you want to deal with it?" ”

"No, no, no, I won't." Li Xiaoming shook his head like a rattle, "Why don't I go find a senior?" ”

"This is a question to be given, little brother." Yan Yunkai stood behind the girl, drew a talisman on her back, and the faint white light melted into his body, he raised his head and saw that a gray mist gradually overflowed from the girl's body, and finally dissipated in midair.

The woman and the security guard next to her didn't notice anything abnormal, only Li Xiaoming looked at the gray mist, and was confused in surprise: "When will the people from the National Sect Bureau do this?" ”

The girl's expression relaxed, and her body fell down.

"Just asleep." Yan Yunkai explained, "If you don't feel at ease, take a bath with mugwort leaves after you go back, don't drink any talisman water, and exercise more, it will hurt your body like this." ”

"Why can't you drink rune water?" Li Xiaoming is thirsty for knowledge.

Yan Yunkai: "Because it's hard to drink." ”

Li Xiaoming: "......"

The woman was naturally thankful again, Yan Yunkai refused to accept the remuneration no matter what, with a serious expression, he was so upright that he finally looked like a leader at the department level of a state institution, and persuaded: "Don't, don't, I'm a public official, I should help no matter how I want, you give me money to harm me, and I will be punished if I am found." ”

Li Xiaoming was also persuaded on the side, which made her dispel this idea.

Yan Yunkai asked, "Where did you all go to play?" When did the little girl start to feel wrong? ”

The woman thought about it, was still afraid, grabbed her daughter's hand, and said, "We went to climb the back mountain." When I came back, I felt that she had been very tired, and when I arrived at the hotel, I ...... Something is wrong. ”

Yan Yunkai nodded, commanded Li Xiaoming to help carry the little girl back to the room, said goodbye to the woman, stood in the corridor, and pressed his eyebrows.

"Alas, there have been a lot of strange things these days." Li Xiaoming's face was gloomy, "A few days ago, there was an enlightened Huang Daxian who ran down from the back mountain. My master and the others also went to the back mountain to check around, and found that the back mountain was cleaner than before. ”

Although Qingcheng Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain, the palace view incense is continuous, but the surrounding green mountains stretch, there are many strange things on the mountain, but with the development of tourism, the popularity is getting more and more prosperous, and no strange things have happened for a long time.

"It is said that human beings seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the same is true for goblins and spirits, they are more like animals and are very keen." Yan Yunkai rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a little tired, he put the back of his hand against his mouth and yawned, "There must be something in the mountain behind Qingcheng Mountain that makes them afraid, it's just that people and aliens have different perceptions, and the Dao Elders didn't find out." ”

"What is it?" Li Xiaoming asked.

Yan Yunkai waved his hand casually, dragging lazy steps into the elevator: "Children, don't worry too much. ”

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to his colleagues at work, asking them to send a nearby helper, and then went back to his room and went to sleep.

He slept until eight o'clock in the evening, when he heard the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, accompanied by the sound of rustling, as if someone was dragging his shackles.

Yan Yun opened his eyes suddenly, jumped off the bed, and opened the door-

The temperature outside is low, the air is full of damp and sticky feeling, and the yin qi is a little permeating. A wild ghost came from the end of the corridor with his back bent, wearing an ancient prison uniform and shackles on his feet, and every step was extremely difficult.

There was a whistling and sharp wind in the distance, like lonely souls and wild ghosts gathering together to cry and howl, and it was not difficult to imagine the scene of many yin spirits wandering under Qingcheng Mountain at this time.

The warm yellow light in the corridor flickered, shining on Yan Yunkai's expressionless face, making him look like a ghost. He leaned against the door, took out his cigarette case, slowly pulled out one, lit the hotel lighter, and bent down to put the cigarette upside down on the ground.

The middle of the cigarette was not tobacco but incense ash, and it was wrapped in a paper ingot, which was reserved for the use of the yin spirit.

The wild ghost slowly approached from that end, and stopped in front of the smoke, and it was not until the smoke was half-lit that he raised his head very slowly, revealing a miserable white face.

"Let's go and line up for reincarnation after the draw, don't wander around the world."

Yan Yunkai opened his mouth lightly, put on his coat, and walked through the long corridor of the hotel.

The night wind suddenly poured in through the window at the end of the corridor, accompanied by the sound of the bell from the mountain, which was so clear for some reason tonight, as if it was knocking on the ear, and the aftermath echoed throughout Qingcheng Mountain.

The lights were still on, and only a cigarette butt was left on the floor. Yan Yunkai turned his head and saw the empty corridor, estimating that the Taoist temple on the mountain was arranging a dojo overnight to overtake those lonely souls and wild ghosts who had escaped down the mountain.

What's on the back hill?

Yan Yunkai was a little curious.

In the lobby of the hotel, a brightly dressed teenager squatted by the gate and stared at the security guard, and when he saw Yan Yun coming out, he immediately jumped up and stroked his hair.

"Good leadership."

Yan Yunkai glanced at him: "Are you?" ”

"I'm Duan Yi, a staff member of the Chengdu Demon Committee, and I'm here to assist you in your work." Duan Yi actually put on makeup, with a little bit of alcohol on his body, it is estimated that he was suddenly called to work overtime in the middle of the play, and he looked a little reluctant.

The corners of Yan Yunkai's mouth twitched, thinking that Chengdu was floating everywhere and netizens were honest and not deceiving me, and he also showed a reserved and steady leadership style on his face, and said: "Accompany me to the back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain." ”

It took about twenty minutes to drive from the front mountain to the back mountain, Duan Yi drove the car, pouted, and said strangely: "The last time I came here, I didn't see so many ghosts on the street. ”

These Yin Spirits are not deep and have no substance, and ordinary people usually can't see them or touch them, but where the Yin Spirits are, the Yin Qi is also heavy, and it is not good for ordinary people's bodies for a long time.

Yan Yunkai said: "I guess they all came from the back mountain. ”

"Then go to the back mountain?" Duan Yi was shocked, "Just the two of us?" ”

Yan Yunkai smiled faintly and said calmly: "Just go and see if there is really something powerful in the back mountain, I am a human being, and I am not as sharp as you demons in my intuition of some things." ”

He is indeed good-looking, the corners of his phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and when he lowers his eyes, he unconsciously brings out a little affection, and when he raises his eyes, he outlines a sharp arc.

Duan Yi's face was a little red, and he drove intently.

"What are you from?" Yan Yun asked.

Duan Yi blinked: "Guess." ”

Yan Yunkai shook his head with a smile and did not speak.

They got out of the car at the foot of the back mountain, and as soon as they opened the door, Duan Yi couldn't help but shake and rubbed his two bare white arms.

The moonlight is very bright tonight, and the back mountain has already passed the opening time, but there are still people on duty, Yan Yunkai bought a ticket to go in, he is used to taking care of people, handed the coat to Duan Yi, and took the lead up the mountain.

Duan Yi put on his coat with a red face, followed him, sniffed the breath of the mountain, and looked strangely.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think it's demonic." Duan Yi said honestly, "But ......" tightened his coat and shrunk a little, "It's just subconsciously...... Afraid. ”

Yan Yunkai wondered: "What do you mean?" ”

"I can't tell, I haven't heard of any powerful demons in Chengdu......" Duan Yi walked to Yan Yunkai's side, and his instinct told him that there were no monsters in the mountains, he relaxed a lot, and he still had the heart to pay attention to the people around him, and smiled slyly, "Leader, are you still single?" ”

"It's a pity." Yan Yunkai rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing the watch on his wrist, and winked at him ambiguously, "The model hit." ”

Duan Yi: "......"

Duan Yi: "!!!!! ”

The Buddhist atmosphere in the back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain is also very strong, there is a Tai'an Temple at the entrance of the scenic spot, Yan Yunkai did not stay too much, they went all the way up, and encountered fewer and fewer tourists.

Under the moonlight, the road ahead seemed to be covered with a layer of white fog, and it was impossible to see clearly, Duan Yi suddenly felt a strong oppressive force, screamed, and hid behind Yan Yunkai: "Something is coming!" There are youkai ahahah ”

He shuddered, the blazer he was draped on the ground fell to the ground, and an orange cat came out from under the clothes, and climbed up Yan Yunkai's shoulders three times and five by two, and buried his chubby head in his chest.

Yan Yunkai was taken aback by Duan Yi, and when he looked up, he saw that the moonlight was clear, the white mist gathered into a thick cloud, and a slender and powerful hand with distinct bones poked out of the white mist, and then this hand pushed away the hazy mist, revealing the figure of a man wearing a long robe.

Yan Yun trembled happily, hugged the cat demon who was still trembling, and took a few steps back. He settled down and shouted, "Hello, sir, please show the relevant documents." ”