Two weeks.
Two whole weeks.
The invincible Ding Biehan had spent two weeks patrolling Changchun Prefecture and found nothing. But now, the ghosts here actually appeared in front of him.
"Yi Wan!" Ding Biehan took a fighting stance, a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, "Get away from him!"
This is a ghost that is hundreds of years old!
Bo Mingyuan was stunned. Yi Wan said, "Ding Biehan, you scared him."
Ding Biehan: …I was the one who was scared!
Bo Mingyuan: "No, actually I wasn't scared. I was just surprised... Yi Wan, is this also your friend?"
Ding Biehan gave Yi Wan a cold look, meaning what are you doing. Yi Wan said to Ding Biehan: "Do you remember the silk thread on Bo Jiang's body?"
Ding Biehan's eyes shone: "... Remember."
"I found a way to solve the problem." Yi Wan's tone was vague, "The method is that we have to destroy the crew of "Northern Zhou Dynasty Love"."
Ding Biehan frowned: "What does this have to do with silk thread?"
Yi Wan: "I don't know. You can think for yourself..."
Anyway, Ding Biehan will always figure out the answer.
Yi Wan sat on a big rock and gave Ding Biehan three minutes to think. Sure enough, after three minutes, Ding Biehan showed an expression of enlightenment and said with a firm look in his eyes: "How to do it?"
The invincible Ding Biehan has completed his thinking again!
Yi Wan said: "Bo Mingyuan is willing to go over and haunt the place. But now there is a problem."
Ding Biehan glanced at Bo Mingyuan, who was standing under a tree, looking at the direction of the Prince's Mansion at a 45-degree angle, looking a little melancholy. So he asked, "What's the problem?"
Yi Wan: "Ding Biehan, what is the most terrifying scene you have ever seen?"
A scene that even Ding Biehan finds terrifying should also scare others, right
Then…
Ding Biehan: "I saw you washing your hands in the toilet and said I had... time."
…This thing is totally useless!!
Ding Biehan never expected that it would be his turn to teach a ghost how to cause trouble. He thought hard and said to Bo Mingyuan, "You can sneak into their radio and play scary nursery rhymes or voices."
Bo Mingyuan: "What is 'broadcast'?"
Ding Biehan: "If that doesn't work, you can call their cell phones in the middle of the night."
Bo Mingyuan: "What is a 'cell phone'?"
Ding Biehan: "TV, TV, you know, right? Crawl out of their TV sets."
Bo Mingyuan was even more confused: "What is TV?"
This old ghost has been dead for hundreds of years, and he really hasn't learned anything at all!
Bo Mingyuan not only had never studied, but also kept asking him what a TV is, why it can emit light, why it can make sounds, what an LED tube is, what a circuit is, what electronics is... If he continued to talk about this, Ding Biehan would at least be a senior full-stack engineer. So he pulled Yi Wan aside a little annoyed and asked him, "Are you serious?"
Yi Wan looked at him with a dull expression and protested with his eyes: "Don't bully the elderly."
Ding Biehan: ...You, you win.
Ding Biehan then changed his approach: "This Bo Mingyuan seems to have no talent."
Yi Wan thought about it and offered another solution: "How about Ding Biehan, why don't you pretend to be Bo Mingyuan and go over there to cause trouble yourself?"
Your daddy!!
Ding Biehan said, "Why don't you ask Chi Jixia to go over? Chi Jixia can act, too."
Yi Wan said: "That makes sense, let's call Chi Jixia over."
… When Chi Jixia was pulled over by two people, his whole body was filled with annoyance and resistance. He shouted: "I don't want to see a ghost-"
Yi Wan said, "Be patient. He is Bo Mingyuan, after all, he is the son of the character you play."
Chi Jixia finally came to her senses.
Bo Mingyuan stood under the tree, looking at Yi Wan with hesitation. When Yi Wan asked, he said, "Bo Jiang, Chi Jixia, Ding Biehan... Yi Wan, how come you have so many strange friends?"
Yi Wan said: "Actually there is also An Yelin. He can't help much in this matter, so there is no need for him to participate."
The first time encountering a ghost, the first time training a ghost... Chi Jixia and Ding Biehan glanced at each other secretly and decided not to ask why the other was so calm about seeing a ghost.
—Because the other party was smart enough not to ask him.
During Ding Biehanchi Jixia's training, Yi Wan continued to wander around Changchun Prefecture. He went to the garden where he lost his sense of direction last time, and saw Yu Rongshi there.
Yi Wan asked him, "How is the situation?"
Yu Rongshi shook his head and said, "I didn't find it."
There was no trace of Bo Mingyue at all.
It can be seen that Bo Mingyue is indeed a man of outstanding psychological quality. After all, he was a man who betrayed his brother in his previous life and lived in the new dynasty until old age. Yi Wan was not surprised that he could do this.
Yu Rongshi saw Yi Wan staring at him and asked him, "Do you suspect that I am Bo Mingyue?"
Yi Wan said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
The voice was crisp and clear, without any fear of causing embarrassment. Yu Rongshi smiled and said, "Then how are you going to verify me?"
Yi Wan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know..."
Yu Rongshi took his hand and kissed it.
The two of them leaned against the same stone and stopped talking. Yi Wan said after a while: "... I am a little worried."
"What are you worried about?"
"Bo Mingyue's will to survive is stronger than both of them." Yi Wan said calmly, "Whether it's Bo Mingyuan or Bo Jiang. So, I'm a little suspicious..."
"What do you doubt?"
"Bo Mingyuan will not let go of anyone who might give him a chance to be reborn."
…
Bo Jiang slowly walked to the backyard of the Prince's Mansion.
Although the Prince's Mansion is large, the crew of "Northern Zhou Dynasty Love" only used one-third of it for filming. So large areas of the ruins were left vacant, without filming or disturbing. This also gave Bo Jiang a chance to face his memories quietly and alone.
“It turns out that the feeling of revisiting an old place is not heart-wrenching. It’s just… there is no feeling left.” Bo Jiang thought.
He found a place to sit down. Anyang was still the same Anyang. The surrounding mountains and rivers, streets, and the appearance of the past could still be vaguely seen. Even the Prince's Mansion, he could still remember where his study was. But the two brothers who used to chat with him by candlelight, eat mulberry seeds, and ride horses were no longer there.
They are all gone, neither the literary and gentle Bo Mingyuan, nor the lively and cheerful... Bo Mingyue.
Even now, whenever Bo Jiang thinks of his brother's name, his heart aches.
It seems that I was not a qualified prince in my previous life, Bo Jiang thought.
If I could have changed myself to be myself at that time, would the result have been better
He had his back to the gate, so he didn't know that a transparent thread had quietly entered the courtyard. The thread was like a snake, climbing along the corner until it was close to his ankle. There was a voice whispering in a place where Bo Jiang couldn't hear.
“…Brother, don’t blame me.”
"I want to live, I really want to live! I am in so much pain. Since you gave me this opportunity a few days ago, why do you take it back now? Do you know how painful it is to gain hope and then lose it?"
"Brother, now that you are here, it is not up to you!"
Just before the thread grabbed onto Bo Jiang's calf, a deep voice rang out: "What are you doing here?"
The silk thread shrank back as if it had been electrocuted.
Bo Jiang suddenly woke up. He saw a middle-aged man standing there, wearing a gray ancient costume, who looked like a crew member. He rubbed his forehead and said awkwardly: "I am from the crew of "Science War" next door. I saw the door was open here, so I came over to take a walk..."
After he said this, the middle-aged man stopped talking and just stared at his face.
Bo Jiang was puzzled. He suddenly realized that he was now a star in this world, so he extended his hand to the man and said with a smile: "Hello, I'm Bo Jiang. Are you a staff member here?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then said after a while: "Bo Jiang... It's me. My hands are too dirty, I just touched the dust, so I won't shake hands with you."
Bo Jiang didn't care too much.
“… They usually film in the front. I’m just a minor character, so I don’t have much to do. So I always hang out in the back.” The man said, “Come on, let’s go to the front where there are more people. Follow me. It’s not peaceful in the back.”
"What do you mean by not peaceful?" Bo Jiang asked him.
This person was a stranger, but Bo Jiang found that his aura was very peaceful and he had no hostility towards him.
"Don't you know? This house is haunted," the man said, "especially the backyard. Many years ago, someone died here."
Bo Jiang: …
This can't be talking about me.
"No way." Bo Jiang said calmly, "Didn't the prince jump off the city wall himself? No matter how his soul runs, it can't return to his home."
But the man said, "It's not the prince, it's someone else."
"who?"
"Qu Yun, the founding emperor of the Northern Dynasty, died here. In his old age, he was betrayed by his own children and subordinates, and was shot with several arrows. He fled here and died here."
Bo Jiang originally thought that when he heard that person's name, his teeth would chatter and his whole body would tremble and go numb. But in fact, he was just silent for a while and quickly regained his composure.
This is what it was like to revisit an old place. The fear he once felt, the resentment he once felt, were far more intense than when he actually experienced it.
And Qu Yun actually died just like that.
What does it matter if he is an emperor or has great ambitions? He is just like an ant, bleeding to death here. The blood that sheds is still blood. The muscles that relax in the end are still muscles. Even the eyes that die with their eyes open are just the same lens.
Moreover, he died at the hands of his descendants. Qu Yun... A great hero of his generation was ultimately nothing more than a roadblock to his time.
"Is his ghost here? I heard there's a ghost in this yard." Bo Jiang said calmly, "Is it covered with arrows, like a hedgehog?"
The middle-aged man looked at him and said, "But I also know there is a rumor among the people. Someone died in this house."
"who?"
"Bo Mingjiang's deputy. He was still a young boy when Bo Mingjiang died, right? It is said that he and others prepared a route for Bo Mingjiang to escape. But Bo Mingjiang did not take that route, but chose to die for his country... Later, this young boy caused Qu Yun a lot of trouble." said the middle-aged man.
"Bo Mingjiang... has a deputy? A child?" Bo Jiang was stunned. He couldn't remember at all.
He was a nobleman at that time, and most of the people who could serve as his adjutants were children of nobles and had been carefully selected.
Where would there be an unknown child
The middle-aged man laughed: "At the end of the battle to defend the city, people were pushed into the meat grinder wave after wave, and they were all beaten... There were no qualified adjutants left. So the few kids who were left with Bo Mingjiang to push the rocks down there called themselves his adjutants. But Bo Mingjiang himself might not even remember them."
"Oh..." said Bo Jiang.
He couldn't tell what his mood was at that moment.
There was a little pain and a little guilt.
"Did they continue to resist?" he asked dryly.
Even though Bo Jiang knew it, it was useless.
"Some are, but many are useless because they are useless. Some of them became bandits outside the city, and some of them sneaked into the city and caused a lot of trouble. Once the trouble got serious, the person couldn't escape from the city, and after fleeing for a long time, he hid in the prince's mansion." The middle-aged man said, "Due to various coincidences, he hid there for several years. He slept in the open air like a homeless person. Later, luck came."
Bo Jiang asked: "What kind of luck?"
The middle-aged man said, "There was a palace coup, and Qu Yun fled here, covered in blood. He saw a homeless man hiding in here, and he begged him to save him."
"Qu Yun also knows how to ask for help from others?" Bo Jiang said.
It's really unimaginable.
The middle-aged man looked at him deeply and said, "In the face of death, everyone will be a coward. Whether it is the person who accepts death or the person who prays to escape death."
“…” Bo Jiang was silent again.
“When facing death, people sometimes become so humble that they are willing to use everything to buy their own lives. Some so-called heroes find out what kind of person they are at this time.” The middle-aged man sneered, “He promised to give the homeless man gold, silver and treasures, and promotion... But the homeless man just pulled out an arrow from his body and stabbed it into his heart again.”
"He didn't promise him." Bo Jiang said softly, "That's right. How can a down-and-out man's promise be fulfilled?"
The middle-aged man shook his head. "Perhaps it's because that homeless man once had his own home on a street in this royal city. Because of the ambition of one person, or a group of people, and the injustice of an era, a generation of adults, a generation of elderly people, and houses were destroyed... and they were eventually destroyed."
Bo Jiang said: "But how could he die here?"
"The arrow was poisonous and it cut his palm. But the homeless man was going to die anyway." The middle-aged man said calmly, "In that era, people who didn't have a good living environment couldn't live long."
Bo Jiang lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, he shook his head once, and then shook his head again. The middle-aged man looked at his posture and asked him: "Don't you think this story is quite evil and evil will be punished? Why do you look unhappy?"
"Everyone is in a mess when facing death." Bo Jiang said calmly, "Qu Yun was about to die. Stabbing him again will not help. It is better to give him a little dignity."
He said: "In the end, it hurt that person's life."
The middle-aged man was a little surprised, but not too surprised: "I thought you would only feel pity for that homeless guy."
Bo Jiang finally smiled this time: "Who wouldn't be pitiful... Isn't that 'adjutant' whose name Bo Mingjiang never remembered also pitiful?"
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, everything is over. It's just karma.
He felt a little relieved, but also a little heavy. The middle-aged man just looked at him, silent for a long time without saying anything. Later, when the voices approached, he said to Bo Jiang: "I'll take you here. The crew is in front, I'll go smoke a cigarette."
Bo Jiang said, "Okay, thank you. What's your name?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My last name is Wang. And, Bo Jiang, you are really a very kind person. Sometimes, if a person is too kind, he will have a hard time in any era. For example, Bo Mingjiang."
Bo Jiang looked at him. He added, "But every era needs light... By the way, do you know what they are shooting?"
Bo Jiang: …
He lowered his head and glanced at the book that Yi Wan had stuffed into his hand... He really didn't want to say anything. The middle-aged man followed his gaze and looked at the cover with a strange expression.
Bo Jiang said: "This was given to me by my friend."
He thought it was a clumsy "lie" and very embarrassing. But the middle-aged man smiled and said, "You have good friends? That's great, very good."
Bo Jiang: …
"They just happen to be filming a TV series about the end of the Zhou Dynasty. But if I may be frank, it's just a bunch of shit." The middle-aged man said, "I don't quite understand the aesthetics of these shows nowadays... If I didn't want to make a little extra money from it, I wouldn't have taken this role."
Bo Jiang said: "I think so too."
The middle-aged man pointed over there and said, "Did you see that guy? He played both Bo Mingjiang and Bo Mingyue... What kind of nonsense is this? These two people are completely different. For example, I think that if they had the chance, many people would want to talk to Bo Mingjiang right now. He is a brave man, unlike Bo Mingyue, who is a coward."
Bo Jiang smiled. Wasn't he chatting with himself? Finally he said, "That may not be brave. But the current Bo Mingjiang can definitely bring a lot to this world."
Because winter will always pass, and travelers will eventually wait for summer.
The middle-aged man said: "At least he is better standing here than others."
Maybe sometimes, a person's life in this world has no meaning at all, but he can play a role of occupying a place.
That is, don't leave this world to others who are worse off.
“And that actor’s acting is really not good…” The middle-aged man shook his head.
Bo Jiang suddenly asked: "Do you think I am more suitable to play Bo Mingjiang than him?"
He stared at the middle-aged man, waiting for his answer. The middle-aged man smiled for a while and said, "You are full of hope, why do you force yourself to play a human being?"
The middle-aged man waved to Bo Jiang and walked into the bushes. Bo Jiang looked at his back from a distance, and the expression on his face was gradually replaced by an extremely complicated calmness.
"I'm not that slow," he said softly.
The identity of this middle-aged man...hmm.
Who is he? Or maybe, it doesn't matter who he is. At least now, Bo Jiang realized that he had many more things he wanted to do.
for example…
"Bo Jiang?" Someone called his name. "What are you doing standing there alone? Are you Bie Han's teammate?"
Bo Jiang: …
That's where things are happening.
Lu Beimo has been in love with Ding Biehan recently. Lu Beimo has been pestering Ding Biehan for a while. Yu Rongshi did not allow him to enter Changchun Mansion, so he stayed in the Prince's Mansion during the day to "accompany" An Yeyun in acting, and took advantage of any free time to go to the street to catch Ding Biehan who might appear at any time.
Lu Beimo once made Ding Biehan unable to bear it and couldn't help but want to take action... But there were too many people from the two crews together. Ding Biehan really couldn't find a suitable time to take action.
"You are Bie Han's teammate. I recognize your face." Lu Beimo said condescendingly, "Are you Bo Jiang? The academic master? Someone from the Bo family... Nice to meet you."
Fortunately, Lu Beimo had no intention of shaking hands with Bo Jiang. Otherwise, Bo Jiang would have felt like vomiting. He said, "Please sit down. Are you here to watch Ye Yun perform?"
Bo Jiang raised an eyebrow: "Why, he acted very well?"
Lu Beimo: "It can be said to be very bad."
… This sentence surprised Bo Jiang a little. After all, Lu Beimo was on An Yeyun's side no matter how he looked at it. But now Lu Beimo looked at An Yeyun's figure, as if he was wearing a mask of pain: "When will the performance be over? I really want to go see Bie Han..."
"… "
"Don't be cold, don't be cold, don't be cold!"
Bo Jiang: "Don't shout, don't shout."
Points will be deducted for puns.
Bo Jiang felt ashamed to sit with this person. Besides, the plot of "Northern Zhou Dynasty Love" was really disgusting. He stood up and wanted to leave, but a scream came from not far away.
"Ah!" an actress cried bitterly, "There was a finger in the water I just drank!"
"Ah!! That window over there! Someone is hanging out on the window!"
The final word came from the director of "Northern Zhou Dynasty Love": "Oh my God! How come the film I shot a few days ago has become a waste?!"
Although he didn't know what happened, Bo Jiang's lips curled up slightly. He said to Lu Beimo, "I'm leaving first."
Then I couldn't laugh anymore.
Director: "Bo Mingjiang!! It must be Bo Mingjiang's ghost taking revenge on us!!!"
Bo Jiang: ... I'm here, uncle.
The set of "The Last Love of Northern Zhou Dynasty" was in chaos for the whole afternoon. In addition to Bo Mingyuan's efforts, there was also the efforts of Ding Biehan - several difficult moves hanging back and forth on the beam were completed with the help of Ding Biehan.
Ding Biehan responded: "You are a ghost, and you want me to show you how to hang yourself."
Bo Mingyuan coughed twice and said weakly: "I used to be the second prince, weak and sickly..."
Ding Biehan's forehead was bulging with veins: "Stop coughing! If you want to be a ghost, stop pretending to be sick!!"
… After getting to know each other, everyone discovered that Bo Mingyuan was not a gentle and lovely person, but rather a bit sinister.
Chi Jixia leaned on the upper floor to accompany Yi Wan and others to see the scenery next door: "It's really nice..."
After saying that, he lowered his head and returned to his indifference. Yi Wan asked him, "It hasn't come back yet?"
Everyone knew who Yi Wan was asking.
Chi Jixia said: "Yeah."
He looked delicate in profile and very lonely.
His eyelids drooped, and he looked extremely depressed.
Yi Wan said: "Have you ever thought about what if it really never comes back?"
Chi Jixia: “Impossible.”
Yi Wan was silent for a moment, then said, "Have you ever seen Digimon? Just like children can no longer see their Digimon when they grow up, Meimei will also throw away her pink hat... Chi Jixia. You will grow up too."