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The hinterland of the Jinhe Desert is full of stone forests, and the helicopter seems to have entered a minefield, carefully avoiding it to avoid being affected by the magnetic field and losing its course.

Lu Hanshuang concentrated on folding the tent, while Song Zhanfei was on the sidelines to help, brazenly ignoring the young man's impatience, and it's not surprising that others are pleasing to the skinny.

Lu Hanshuang let it go and ignored her.

Not far away, the sound of the helicopter carrying boxes and supplies buzzing and landing, the cheers of the bystanders, and the sound of Song Chengang yelling at the bodyguards to move things, the sound entered his ears, Lu Hanshuang didn't even lift his eyelids, turned and walked to the next tent Proceed to disassembly.

The noise suddenly stopped.

Song Zhanfei looked behind Lu Hanshuang with rounded eyes, his expression was like a rabbit who had encountered an eagle, he hurriedly said his goodbyes, and ran away without a trace.

Lu Hanshuang didn't care either.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and stopped behind him. Lu Hanshuang turned around, and saw a thin old man with a kind smile on his face but hard to hide his sharp eyes, a wise man who had been in a high position for a long time.

"Can you lend me a moment?"

When Cui Chengang saw that Elder Song didn't blow his beard and stare at Song Zhanfei, he wrapped around a little bodyguard and pulled out Song Zhanfei who was hiding behind him, "Old man, what do you mean by that?"

Song Zhanfei shook his head, he didn't know how the old man knew Master?

Mr. Song didn't make a detour, and straight to the point asked Lu Hanshuang for help in finding the missing special forces. The exchange was: the young man's behavior would not be held accountable, no matter what he had done in the restricted area before.

Lu Hanshuang shifted his focus, lowering his eyes to think about the points that might be exposed along the way.

"You may stay in the mountains for a long time, out of touch with the times, and do not understand the horror of information equipment. It is difficult to hide secrets in the holographic era." Although Lu Hanshuang is indifferent and rarely happy or angry, it is not that he is not indifferent. Old man Song is old and sophisticated, so he can easily guess his thoughts easily.

With a friendly smile, "...so, you are the first Taoist I have ever met."

Lu Hanshuang heard the deep meaning.

"You mean I'm not careful enough?" With a young appearance, Lu Hanshuang's tone was not polite, but in terms of the age on the ID card, the two were about the same, but compared to Song Lao's attitude was still less polite.

In fact, the patriarch and grandpa have lived for tens of thousands of years. They never condescend to use respectful words to others. They are used to speaking freely. "I" has never been dared to underestimate him. When he came to the present world to follow the customs, he changed to "I". Occasionally speaking, he would still bring out the habits of the past, and his speech was out of tune with the current personality.

Elder Song smiled and said, "You think too much."

Lu Hanshuang didn't argue any more, and nodded in agreement with Elder Song's proposal, "Just as you said earlier."

Lu Hanshuang took the coordinate information of several batches of special forces before they disappeared, and returned with the leading soldiers arranged by Song Lao.

Song Zhanfei knew that he was not capable of prying his master's mouth open, so he loitered in front of the old man, enduring the desire to run away, and prying into the conversation between the two.

Knowing that Master was going to stay in the desert looking for someone, how could he be willing to leave, so he immediately expressed his thoughts on accompanying him.Song Zhanfei looked at the pensive old man with downcast eyes, waiting for him to blow his beard and stare as usual to scold the nonsense!But after waiting and waiting, the old man was silent for a long time, and nodded uncharacteristically.

Song Zhanfei couldn't believe his eyes, his voice soared a little, "You really agree? Don't lie to me? Why don't you think about it carefully, old man, so you don't go back on your word when things come to an end?"

"Get lost! You are not big or small!"

Song Zhanfei didn't leave, and leaned over to look at the old man's expression. After realizing it, the old man seemed to be happy with his relationship with the master, and asked suspiciously, "...how do you know my master?"

"Your master?"

The old man stared up and down at his grandson's eye-catching dress that closely followed the "trend of the times", and he was full of doubts about his evil grandson, "The Xianyin sect is strict in accepting disciples, how could it be possible to fall in love with you, a monkey? He won’t let him go? I would like to ask how did you know about him? Could it be that Su Changming leaked it..."

"Hidden Immortal Sect!" Song Zhanfei interrupted the old man, and hurriedly asked, "You mean—the Hidden Immortal Sect that I've heard about in bedtime stories since I was a child?!"

The old man recalled, raised his eyebrows and said, "...you haven't even figured out your own master's identity, your master-student relationship is really not small."

"No kidding, tell me about it." Song Zhanfei pestered the old man to make a fuss.

Begging him to change to "you", the old man snorted in disgust, Song Zhanfei was also disgusted by the master's stunt, the old man waved his hand, "Okay, the helicopter is about to start, I'm leaving, I have something to do when I go home."

Cui Chengang was arranging supplies, Song Zhanfei came back with gritted teeth, and informed Cui Chengang that he planned to stay in the desert with the bodyguard wearing a hat.

Before Cui Chengang made a statement, a voice interjected next to him, "I'm with you."

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw that it was Qi Xingbo.

Song Zhanfei wondered, "What are you doing?"

Qi Xingbo glanced at Cui Chengang, and motioned for the two to talk together, but Song Zhanfei was pulled not far away with a puzzled expression, "If you have something to say, don't talk about it!"

"Your master was assassinated, so you don't want to help him avenge?" Qi Xingbo folded his arms, and compared with Song Zhanfei's impatience, he looked confident.

The word master made Song Zhanfei vigilant, "When did you overhear our conversation?" Then he was frowned by the word plotting, "Who dares to bully my master? "

"You should know that Louis asked your master to explore the way."

Song Zhanfei nodded.

"But you probably don't know, what he said at the time was pure nonsense." Qi Xingbo, as the director of "Outsiders", wanted to create the effect of the show, and did his homework in advance to research the information of the contestants.

When Louis and Lu Hanshuang confronted each other, the tip of the iceberg of negligence and hypocrisy exposed due to excitement completely overturned the perfect gentleman in the past.Qi Xingbo keenly captured this point and focused on close-up shots.Since Louis' actions are a good selling point, although Qi Xingbo doubted Louis' purpose, he did not prevent the development of the situation for the benefit of the program.

However, the young man's rhetorical questions still planted doubts in his heart.

The young man fell from the sky yesterday, Qi Xingbo suddenly realized that the young man was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he thought about the young man's words again, and asked the remaining two contestants.

Unlike other players who automatically beautify Louis' behavior and are unwilling to think deeply, the two do not trust Louis.Even though Louis' state was very similar to being sacrificed, the two were still sensitive to the fact that before the "energy body" of the stone forest was broken, Louis was obviously more likely to be backlashed. The ruined white light came out afterwards, which obviously had nothing to do with Louis.

It's just that I didn't see other players making a move at the time, so I couldn't think of who could have done it?

After Qi Xingbo listened, he had the answer in his heart:

Bodyguard Xiao Ding.

Undoubtedly, Qi Xingbo was ambitious.

As "Alien" is the first variety show project to reform holographic, the selection of the director cannot be ignored. Several investors compete with each other, and each has his favorite candidate.The competition came and went, and the result was that four directors competed for the job, and the order of the first four directors was arranged according to the investment ratio. If the ratings were not enough, they would step down immediately.

Qi Xingbo wanted to take advantage of this shareholder wind and became an instant hit.So, he added fuel and vinegar, and tried his best to stir up Song Zhanfei's emotions.

He concluded, "...I will go with you to avenge your master."

Song Zhanfei didn't fall for it.

Qi Xingbo continued his efforts, "At that time, Cui Chengang and the others were all on Louis' side. If they didn't believe your master's words, it was because in their eyes, your master was just an ordinary bodyguard, and Luis was a champion with both talent and appearance."

Song Zhanfei frowned.

Qi Xingbo was overjoyed, "Of course, how can those three-legged cats put on airs compared to your master? Your master is high-spirited and upright, and doesn't bother to care about villains. As an apprentice, you can't watch villains succeed? As long as your master shows his strength, we are not fools." , naturally you can tell whose words are more valuable, and give your master justice."

"If my master is willing to stand out, who will remember them."

Song Zhanfei was obviously moved, but he still hadn't forgotten about Qi Xingbo's eavesdropping. He didn't believe in his character, "I know you want to use my master to lead Louis into the army."

Then he said, "But you have to be clear, my master is not the same as them. Jewels are the first, and your other contestants are compared to the others. How will you shoot and promote the next eleven episodes? You are not a short-sighted person. An explanation, you are disregarding the long-term interests of the show and damaging the reputation of the contestants in order to create a temporary effect, hehe... I don't think you are a good bird."

"They are unkind, and I am unrighteous."

Qi Xingbo never thought that he was a good stubble, and he was deceived by the cooperation of the bottom players, so he would never accept this boring loss willingly.

"They don't care about my life, they don't care about the follow-up filming of the show, and I don't care what they are doing? I am the director of the first episode. As long as this episode can be popular, it is their business. Other directors can't save the show if they don't have the skills, and the contestants can't attract the audience's interest."

Song Zhanfei said, "If I remember correctly, your mother is the biggest investor."

"My mother didn't invest in the program for the profit share of the three melons and two dates. As long as I become famous, she will make money!" Qi Xingbo said.

Song Zhanfei clicked his tongue and clapped Qi Xingbo's hands to complete the deal.

……

Half a month later, the director of the second phase took the contestants for an intense second phase of filming.

The part of exploring the ancient ruins was temporarily cancelled, replaced with the stone forest distress clip, and Qi Xingbo, who claimed to be secretly editing and holographic production in post-production, was secretly following Lu Hanshuang to find people.

Qi Xingbo brought only seven or eight confidants with him. He was discussing with the screenwriter, and next to him was the only photographer who carried the banner of filming, and carefully installed the special film required for holographic production. Worth his annual salary.

After waiting for three more days, after all the pictures were taken, the two parties parted ways.

The rescued Jiandao personally sent Lu Hanshuang back to the mountain. He was afraid that he would be bored on the way, so he bought a stack of newspapers to relieve his boredom.

"Unveiling!The inside story that is not allowed to be reported by the government: the special brigade is thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye! "

With one hand, Lu Hanshuang was pointing to the bold Song typeface on the tabloids, and the afterglow from the window fell on her fingertips, casting a layer of hazy yellow on her jade-colored long fingers.

He propped his head on the other hand, half leaning against the window, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

The setting sun outlined his handsome side face, but failed to add some warmth to his foggy and snow-stained eyebrows and eyes. The young man seemed to be isolated in another space without temperature, icy and cold, extremely cold.

Song Zhanfei, who served snacks and handed mineral water, was very stupid, looking at the beauty of his master, and was infatuated for a moment.Why did his master even wear a clichéd hoodie with an old-fashioned charm of the quiet years and the sands of time?

"Wipe your saliva quickly, young nymphomaniac! This look can swallow people up, it's so scary." The monkey joked with Song Zhanfei familiarly from a distance, but he didn't lean over as usual.Seeing the young man next to him, the monkey couldn't help feeling timid, and greeted Song Zhanfei with a hook.

Song Zhanfei sat over, "You seem a little afraid of my master."

"It's a long story, so I won't talk about it, but you, tell me how he became your master?" The monkey put his arm on his shoulder.

As soon as Song Zhanfei talked about kissing his master, he was filled with uncontrollable admiration, and the time passed slowly between the two like-minded monkeys chatting...

The sun casts down from east to west.

When the car arrived at the original ecological forest in Luping Town, it was completely dark.

……

Lu Hanshuang got out of the car to undo the blindfold, and the scene of seeing the fairy mountain through the thick fog once again shocked the ignorant sharp-sword special forces and Song Zhanfei.

As soon as the soles of the shoes stepped on the soil of the fairy mountain, the young man in front of him without turning his head raised his arms, and a gust of wind blew through his sleeves, forcing Song Zhanfei to take a few steps back, and almost fell to his back.

When he stabilized his figure and raised his head again, the fairy mountain in front of him had disappeared without a trace, thick fog gathered all around, blurred vision, and only shadowy trees remained.

Song Zhanfei wasn't disappointed, he was afraid that his master would run away after his lair was caught?

He lowered his head and stared at his feet, "I have to keep this pair as a souvenir." How can sneakers that have stepped on fairy soil be polluted by other mortal soil?

The monkey sat in the car and saw Song Zhanfei walking back barefoot with a pair of shoes in his arms. From time to time, he lowered his head and smirked, making weird "hehe" and "hehe" sounds, and was dumbfounded through the car window, "Damn it! !"

Song Zhanfei's face was blushing, and he was full of passion, thinking about how to become a regular as soon as possible, so as to confirm his status as a master and apprentice.

……

When Lu Hanshuang went up the mountain, he first detoured to the mountain spring to release his spirit marrow. With his good night vision ability, he discovered that fields had been reclaimed by the mountain spring, and there were no wind rolling demon grasses around.

On the way back, I saw the main hall was brightly lit, so I stopped by to have a look.

The bluestone steps in front of the hall are wet and haven't dried, and the light can be used as a lesson.

The door of the hall was wide open, and Xiao Yan was sitting in a wheelchair, directing the two outer disciples who reported earlier to clean up the corners of the hall.Lu Hanshuang stopped outside the hall, Yang Yang and Liang Jia turned their heads when they heard the sound, they were startled, and immediately bowed their heads to show respect.

"You're back." Xiao Yan looked up, his voice was calm, without any element of surprise or surprise, he nodded at the dusty Lu Hanshuang, and frowned when he saw the young man raised his feet to come in, "The floor has just been wiped clean, Still wet."

Lu Hanshuang retracted her foot, turned and left.

Yang Yang looked admiring, "Xiao Yan, you are so courageous, you dare to despise the head of the sect so much."

Xiao Yan was noncommittal, looked down at his watch, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "What day is the lunar calendar today?"

"The fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, it's not long after the May Day holiday, have you forgotten?"

Xiao Yan nodded, "Go back to rest after wiping this piece." After speaking, he controlled the wheelchair and left, going to Lu Hanshuang's room.

Lu Hanshuang was taking off his hoodie, revealing half of his back.Antique tungsten light bulbs hang on the beams, laying a halo of yellow, making the skin look like jade, dazzling.

Xiao Yan turned his eyes away, closed the open door again, and waited outside.

After a while, the sound of rustling clothes finally stopped, the door was bounced open by a gust of finger wind blowing from inside, and the people in the room said loudly, "Come in."

The voice controls the wheelchair to tilt up 45 degrees and cross the threshold.

Xiao Yan raised his eyes.

Lu Hanshuang changed into an old gown that was too loose, and sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch with a low table in front of her.The young man spread out a piece of yellowish rice paper, lightly dipped it in ink, and swayed the pen with a smooth gesture, but his thoughts seemed to be not smooth, and occasionally the nib of the pen froze, deleting, deleting, and modifying.

It can be vaguely recognized that the drawing is an umbrella.

Xiao Yan glanced over the damaged cuff on the young man's wrist, and slid to the layered folds of fabric around the young man's waist. Obviously, the former owner of this dress was a fat man.

The wheelchair stopped three meters away from the couch, Xiao Yan looked away.

"I ordered a batch of new clothes for you. There are antique styles and everyday clothes. They have been washed and dried in the yard behind the hall. They should be ready to wear."

Lu Hanshuang glanced at the game cabin bought back in the corner of the room, "...has the brick wall of the main hall been repaired?"

Xiao Yan understood the intention of his question and explained, "After extraction, the tumble demon grass can be extracted to produce a new fuel that can replace the expensive fuel of the speeding car. The cost is very low. The researcher intends to cultivate a large number of them, so they came to me, and I sold it for a sum of money , I added some things. Your game cabin is a high-end version, and the asking price is [-], and the money transferred by the mastermind earlier paid for most of it."

Lu Hanshuang is not interested in the source of money, as long as it is not ill-gotten gains.

Xiao Yan called up the account projection on the phone watch and let Lu Hanshuang have a look, "The money is still too little to repair the sect on a large scale. As the head of a mountain, you can't just sit and eat. You must think about some profitable industries earlier."

"You can figure it out." Lu Hanshuang was also worried about the Fuyao faction industry in his previous life, and as Xiao Yan was his cheap grandson, Lu Hanshuang didn't think there was anything wrong with being a shopkeeper.

Xiao Yan continued to report on the affairs of the sect, "You left for a week, and the two of them came. I don't know what to ask them to do, but I will clean up first. The temple is full of dust."

Lu Hanshuang nodded to show that she knew, glanced at the night sky outside the door, and rubbed her forehead.

"When Commander Su comes to fetch grass, let me leave a message for you. If you have time, I will visit his house. I will send you the email address for you to check it yourself."

Lu Hanshuang nodded vigorously.

"By the way, and..." Xiao Yan's voice paused.

Lu Hanshuang's complexion was really a bit grim at this time, her pursed lips were faintly pale, it couldn't just be the fatigue from the journey.Xiao Yan looked out the window, and Xuanyue gradually rose to the center, "Forget it, we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

There was silence, only the sound of a wheelchair rubbing against a stone slab, Xiao Yan left the hall, closed the door, and within a few steps, there was a sudden "plop" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the room behind him!

Xiao Yan looked back, staring at the tightly closed door, clenched the armrest with both hands, the veins on the back of his hand twitched, hesitated for a long time, and finally drove the wheelchair back.

"Squeak-"

Opening the door, Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly constricted, and the figure of the young man who had fallen outside the bamboo couch came into view. He restrainedly squeezed the armrest to suppress his emotions.

Lu Hanshuang counted the beads, sweating profusely all over his body.Sweat soaks the material and clings to the skin, clearly outlining the muscle texture.

Xiao Yan wanted to look away with willpower, but his eyeballs seemed to be tightly hooked, and he couldn't look away.

According to his seniority, the person in front of him was clearly his grandfather whom he had hated so much. Maybe the young man's appearance was too confusing, but he felt pity and distress from the bottom of his heart—the feeling of wanting to cherish someone made him feel strange and frightened.

Xiao Yan clenched his fist, clawed his palm tightly with his nails, closed his eyes fiercely, and cut off his gaze.

After a while, Xiao Yan opened his eyes and stared at the wheelchair pedal under his feet.

"Do you want me to put you on the couch?"

Lu Hanshuang shook his head reluctantly, and squeezed out a voice as light as a mosquito from between his teeth, "Go out..."

Xiao Yan controlled the wheelchair to approach, bent down with great effort, trying to hug the person on his lap first.However, his estimation was too optimistic. Even if his arms were strong enough, he would not be able to bend his waist to a certain extent. Even though his perception had been restored below the waist, it was still futile.

As a result of overreaching, he also fell down.

"boom!"

Xiao Yan hit the ground and hammered the ground heavily, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

He raised his upper body and moved it to the young man's head, raised his fingers, brushed the young man's pale cheeks, wiped off the cold sweat from the young man's brow, dragged the young man up from the cold stone slab, hugged his knees, and used his body as a The flesh pads encircled the young man's body convulsed by pain, stroked the young man's back, and raised his voice to call for someone to come in.

Showing weakness like this, Xiao Yan's complexion was not much better than Lu Hanshuang's.

Yang Yang and Liang Jia rushed forward, one left and one right carried Lu Hanshuang onto the couch, turned around and came to help Xiao Yan onto the wheelchair, but was waved away by Xiao Yan.

Yang Yang was anxious around Xiao Yan, who had a high self-esteem, staring at him struggling to get onto the wheelchair bit by bit, couldn't help but slander this man for having a weird temper, and asked, "What's wrong with the head?"

"Old illness." Xiao Yan drove the wheelchair to the side of the bed, guarded Lu Hanshuang, without looking back, "It's okay, you go back and rest, I'll wait for him to recover before leaving."

Dark as ink.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, and used his eyes to describe Lu Hanshuang's somewhat absent-minded expression due to fuzzy consciousness. A pair of dark eyes were darker than ink, and deeper than the night.

Liang Jia dragged Yang Yang, who was procrastinating and wanting to stay, away, and took another deep look before closing the door.

Xiao Yan stared at the person on the couch with focused eyes, and the light cast shadows on Xiao Yan's well-defined facial features, reflecting his expressionless face, making it even more difficult to distinguish his thoughts.

From the bottom of his heart, Liang Jia hated dealing with people like Xiao Yan.

Like a source of negativity, his mind is wrapped in layers of twists and turns. He has to dance with wolves carefully, for fear of stepping on the sensitive nerves of the other party, and being bitten by this ferocious beast dormant in the dark. He is trembling, sometimes even a little fear.

"Why are you in a daze!"

Liang Jia turned his head, and Yang Yang waved back and forth in front of his eyes, showing a concerned face.Liang Jia rubbed his sheep roll and said, "It's nothing, go back and meditate."

Yang Yang immediately let go of his worries, and muttered about the bottlenecks he had encountered in the past few days. His careless appearance made Liang Jia smile. He really likes people with simple minds.