In the so-called negotiation that day, due to the excessive amount of information, there was no result in the end.
The Taoist priests returned to Nanshan City full of thoughts. Before leaving, Xie Fei knew that the little Taoist priest was called Lingshu, which was exactly the same as the last two words in "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon, Lingshu". He will be 18 years old on the first day of next month and will take over as the master of the Xiaoxian Temple. .
"It turned out to be about my age." In the kitchen, Xie Fei said while preparing lunch, "I thought he was at most 15 years old."
"Age doesn't mean anything." Yu Li leaned against the refrigerator door, holding a half-bitten apple in his hand.
Xie Fei thinks about it too. For example, his brother, who is more than 5,000 years old, is not mature enough.
"What are you thinking?" Yu Li alertly noticed that Xie Fei's eyes flickered.
"Oh, I just suddenly thought, brother, have you seen Uncle Huo's Yin spirit?" Xie Fei said nonsense calmly.
Yu Li stared at Xie Fei for a while, but couldn't see any flaws before he said, "Well, there was a vague outline two years ago, but now there is only a cloud of fog."
"Why didn't you tell Mr. Huo earlier?"
"The two worlds don't intersect." Yu Li took a bite of the apple, "Not to mention that the rat's father is too obsessed with it, and he can't be saved at all. It's useless to say it."
"But you still said it today."
Yu Li choked and looked unhappy: "I can say it as much as I like!"
If Xie Fei didn't know Yu Li too well, he would definitely miss the conscience or entanglement implied by the other party's stubborn mouth. Maybe Yu Li didn't understand whether it was right or not to tell Huo Qing the truth. If Huo's father was doomed to disappear, Huo Qing would only be stagnant for the rest of his life, but if he didn't tell it, it would be an eternal regret.
He sighed and comforted: "I think if Mr. Huo could choose, he would also want to know the truth."
"I don't care what he thinks, does he still dare to be dissatisfied with me?"
"… "
Okay, his brother never needed comfort.
Xie Fei did not see Huo Qing all day long.
The other party opened his eyes for a few hours, and his energy was unbearable. No matter how heavy his mind was, he couldn't withstand the physical exhaustion, and he fell asleep long ago.
At night, Xie Fei met Huo Qing in the backyard.
"Mr. Huo?"
Xie Fei greeted tentatively.
Huo Qing didn't answer, just holding the guitar and staring in a certain direction in a daze.
But Xie Fei knew that the heavenly eyes that Yu Li helped Huo Qing open could only last for half a day, and Huo Qing couldn't see Yin spirits at this moment.
Seeing that Huo Qing was immersed in his own world, he was inconvenienced to be disturbed, and lightly bypassed each other.
Just as he walked to the door of the small building, he suddenly heard Huo Qing's voice behind him: "Boss Xie, is there any way to make my dad disappear?"
Huo Qing woke up and hadn't seen Yu Li, so naturally she didn't have the chance to ask.
Xie Fei turned around slowly, and after a brief hesitation, he decided to tell her bluntly.
When she heard that her father's obsession with accompany her was too deep to be overcome, and her soul power could only be maintained for another three months, Huo Qing was not as heartbroken as Xie Fei had expected, but laughed instead.
"Mr. Yu doesn't know my father."
Huo Qing plucked the strings slightly, and the guitar let out a hoarse sigh. He pressed down on the panel and seemed to be talking about the past casually.
"My parents divorced when I was very young. The only condition for my dad to agree to the divorce was that I had to follow him. He has no culture and can only do some physical work. He has been working hard since I can remember."
Huo Qing rambled on, there was no logic, and the chronological order was chaotic.
"I have always liked music. At that time, the conditions were not good. At most, I hummed some songs and made up some nonsense words. There was no opportunity for systematic study. On my 13th birthday, I received a gift." Huo Qingqing Touching the top of the guitar, "It's this guitar."
For this guitar, Huo's father saved money for more than half a year.
At that time, Huo Qing found that his father often came home late, and sometimes it was too late, he would go to the station to wait, but several times he saw his father get off the bus at the opposite station.
"When I received the guitar, I realized that he was so tired that he fell asleep on the bus, so..." Huo Qing smiled bitterly: "So he had to sit back and back after he sat down. "
Huo Qing cried a lot that day, and Huo's father was at a loss. He didn't know how to comfort his son, nor why his son was crying.
When he heard that Huo Qing just didn't want him to work so hard, Huo's father said that he didn't work hard and his only wish was for his son to live well.
"With the guitar, I started learning how to compose and arrange music by myself."
Several young and astringent works have been well received on the Internet. In addition, Huo Qing has a good face and is young, so a certain music production company has taken a fancy to it.
After that, the conditions of the family gradually improved, and his father finally didn't have to work hard. Unfortunately, his father died unexpectedly before he became popular.
The most painful thing in life is this.
"I always thought I only had the guitar left with me, but I didn't expect my dad to be there all the time." Huo Qing raised her eyes to the corner where no one was there, although he couldn't see anything, she had an intuition that Huo's father was there, "Come to my dad. Said, my will is the most important, I want him to stay with me, so he never left, now..."
Huo Qing raised his head and took a deep breath. After a while, he tried to calmly say, "I have a good life, I hope my dad will have a good life in the next life, and I hope he will have another life."
The wind suddenly rose, as if responding to his words.
"Look, my dad agreed." Huo Qing turned around and said to Xie Fei with a smile.
Before Xie Fei could answer, he said again, "I'm stammering, I can sing now. Let me sing you one?"
Xie Fei actually discovered it long ago, and said with a smile, "Okay."
He knew very well that Huo Qing's songs were not sung for him.
The strings resumed, and the singing followed the wind.
All memories are turned into notes to compose this song.
The next day, the Taoists from Xiaoxianguan came to the inn again, and they were invited by Huo Qing.
They did rituals for three days and three nights in the backyard, freeing all the Yin spirits entangled around Huo Qing.
Nothing special happened during this period, and Huo Qing was always calm and restrained, but he knew very well that this time, his father really left him.
After the ceremony, Huo Qing donated a large amount of money to Xiaoxianguan, thanking all Taoist priests for their merits.
However, the spiritual pivot has never appeared. I heard that it was unable to withstand the blow of becoming a half-demon and was ill.
"What's wrong with Ban Yao, why can't you think about it?" During breakfast, Ah Fu shook his head regretfully, "Xianhe, what a talent."
"That's right." Yan Lai couldn't be more jealous, he was also a bird, how could he be a chicken when he was a crane? But when I think of the risk of balding cranes... forget it. He sighed contentedly: "Although it's terrifying to see those afterimages sometimes, it's an endless material library, and I can't run out of inspiration."
"Yes, let me be a 28th girl again." Lu Shengnan was delighted, "Oh no, I'm not yet 16 years old."
"My daughter is very well-behaved." An Mingyi, who came to the inn to rest on the weekend, and inspected the progress of the hotel by the way, also agreed.
Bai Wenqiu, who has always been taciturn, looked down at his legs that had returned to normal, and nodded firmly.
After listening to a few people brag, Yu Li in the main seat held his head high and was about to make a concluding speech when he saw Huo Qing hurriedly entering the door and asked him directly, "What are you going to do with it?"
"What?" Not only Yu Li, but everyone looked at Huo Qing blankly.
Huo Qing frowned: "You don't know yet? The video of our fight was uploaded all over the Internet this morning, and even you were picked up."
After the accident that day, M Entertainment put a lot of effort into reducing the heat, keeping the impact to a minimum. Later, Huo Qing Studio also issued a statement denying that the man wearing a mask in the video was Huo Qing, and stated that they would take legal measures against rumors on the Internet.
Of course, netizens who have watched related videos are not stupid, they are sure that it is Huo Qing.
But in an era where fans can close their eyes and pretend to be blind as long as there is no official seal, no matter what they say, Huo Qing fans will justifiably go back and report it. Over time, most people also shut up.
Everyone thought that the situation had subsided, but unexpectedly, the turmoil started again.
Yu Li hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check, and saw that the agent made ten calls within half an hour, but he was addicted to a certain urban and rural construction public welfare mobile game these days. In order to save gold coins for building upgrades, he would hang up when he was sleeping. It was muted.
He didn't rush to call back, but logged into Weibo first. Hot searches and related entries are normal, and most of them have been removed, but a search of his name will bring up a lot of videos, even if it is retweeted and commented. A lot, but quantity wins.
"Don't swipe on Weibo, the PR is already done." Huo Qing stood behind Yu Li and naturally saw his actions, "The most popular video was released by the AC station, the blogger is very arrogant, my job is The office has contacted him, but he refuses to delete it."
Under the guidance of Huo Qing, Yu Li quickly found the source of the video. The up master is a marketing account with 600,000 followers. The video was uploaded at 4 o'clock last night, and it was specially edited—not only did Huo Qing's location marked with a red circle, The bearded man is Yu Li through frame-by-frame slow motion.
"Half of your beard was snatched off in 2 minutes and 27 seconds. Although it was quickly glued back, it was obvious that it was you when you cut it out from a single door." Huo Qing said, "And he also noticed the red mole on your arm..."
Yu Li did have a red mole on his right forearm. That day, he was in a hurry to go out of the town, and he didn't have time to disguise his skin color, so the red mole was exposed.
"Ah, he also found and compared the picture of your arm that was in the mirror when I was livestreaming." Xie Fei also logged on to the AC station. He remembered that there was a livestreaming of making brick kilns, and Yu Li suddenly came to him, although He was pushed out of the camera in time, but the other party's voice and arms were still recorded.
Xie Fei was worried about the location comments, black people, melon eaters, accusers, and even Zhanyuli X Huoqing cult...
But obviously, with solid evidence, most netizens believe that the bearded man in the video is Yu Li himself.
"What should I do, brother?" Thinking of the two fans and the media that were about to swarm, Xie Fei felt dizzy.
However, Yu Li had no time to ignore him. At this moment, the big star was staring at the comments, and his heart was full of anger—
"Oh my god, it's really Yu Li. He's really good at it. Why don't he become a star? How hard is it to play those hot-eyed scenes every day? Are you full of water?"
"Emmm, I originally thought that Yu Li would not be far away, but now capital is no longer superstitious about traffic, but all mainstream film and television dramas refuse to join in traffic, and every year newcomers emerge, like him, who has no acting skills and only sells his face. It will soon lose its freshness, and then it will be like a mountain. I never thought that he still has such a hand. No wonder the fighting scenes in the previous dramas were very pleasing to the eye. I thought it was a stand-in. Now the entertainment industry is short of stars, I'm optimistic that he will last forever!"
"Don't pretend to be a fool to hack your Grandpa Yu, he's just too good-looking to cover up his acting skills!"
"And nc fans wash acting? Yes, yes, your family Yu Li can even have facial paralysis. He was told by the hospital that his mother was dying of cancer, and his face was expressionless. The meaning here is none of my business; Confession, his expressionless face means who are you here; reprimanded by the emperor, his expressionless face means that you are dead..."
…
"Snapped-"
With a loud bang, the dining table collapsed.
Yu Li clenched his fists tightly, his eyes glowed with black light, and he wished he could crawl along the network cable and peel off the cramps of the person who sprayed him.
Everyone was so frightened that they shivered, and even Huo Qing, who was so anxious, shut up.
After a long while, I heard Yu Li sneer, "Mostly it's for me."
After all, a fight is definitely a scandal for a star. It's not surprising that some people want to use this to attack him. He is so popular, I don't know how many people got in the way.
"Cough." Huo Qing said cautiously: "My manager's intention is to issue a statement in the name of the company to deny it, and we will not come forward for the time being."
"You think I'm a timid mouse like you, who only hides and hides when things go wrong? Oh, you fight, you think you can beat me by fighting? It's just fantastic!" Yu Li disdainfully said, "Not only do I not deny it, I'm also going to come out publicly—"
"Alas!"
"Out, out."
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