Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Xia Jingsheng sat in the passenger seat, holding a porcelain bottle containing the antidote in his hand, and turned his head to look out the window.

Sun Wenxi held the steering wheel with one hand, and snapped his fingers next to his ear with the other: "What? Still thinking about Ying Changfang?"

According to Ying Changfang, the reason why he killed Zhou Ningchuan and Song Hui was that they were all scum, and they would do whatever they wanted because they had money.Second, he hated Lan Chengyun, so he planned to put these two murder cases on his head.

Sitting in the car now, Ying Changfang's words are still lingering in Xia Jingsheng's ears - "I hate him for being in the limelight, no matter how hard I practice, I will always be inferior to others. With him around, other people's eyes won't change." Fall on me."

"Ying Changfang's end today is entirely his own fault, but I don't understand why he has no choice since he learned Gu art?"

"Miao Jiang's Gu technique is powerful, but for the Gu people, Xiao He is the only one who succeeds and loses. Even they themselves are driven by the poison." Xia Jingsheng continued, "I heard that once the Gu is released A tree can keep Gu people safe for three months; a cow in the Gu can keep them safe for one year; If there is no living creature around, you know that Ying Changfang does not have the ability to control Gu poison, on the contrary, if he does not release Gu poison regularly, he will suffer extremely painful backlash."

"So that's how it is." Sun Wenxi understood, "In this way, he is a poor man."

While talking, the car came to the entrance of the hospital. The two parked the car and walked into the ward.

Feng Baoer stood up, her eyes full of anticipation: "How?"

Xia Jingsheng handed over the porcelain bottle: "This is the antidote."

Feng Bao'er quickly took the bottle, poured out the pill, broke off the white wax outside the pill, but found that there was nothing inside.

"This...?" For a moment, the three of them looked at each other.

At the same time, in the auspicious troupe, Ye Henglang walked up to Ying Changfang with handcuffs in hand: "Boss Ying, I've offended you."

Ying Changfang's face was pale, and he raised his eyes, with the style of the past still remaining: "Sir, I have some things that I haven't cleaned up, can you give me some time to burn incense?"

Before Ye Henglang could answer, the subordinate at the side said impatiently: "Ying Changfang, I advise you to stop thinking about it, you won't be able to escape today."

Ying Changfang's lips curled into a smile: "I don't want to run away."

Seeing Bo Hanchun's smile, the subordinate froze in place for a while, speechless.

"You go." Ye Henglang glanced at his watch.

"Sir, did anyone tell you that you should smile more, you look good when you smile?" After saying this to Ye Henglang, Ying Chang smiled like a spring flower and pushed open the door of the wing room.

He walked towards the dressing table step by step, and took out a plain book from the cabinet.Turning over one of the pages, he looked at the person in the painting with longing eyes.

If Sun Wenxi was present at this moment, he would definitely find that the painting was his miniature.

The slight smile on the corner of his lips was painted very vividly.

Ying Chang Fang suddenly tore off the painting with all his strength, lifted the lampshade, and the flames quickly ignited the painting, and the paper was swallowed by the flames, turning into a mass of ashes.

He took off the kit bag at his waist and poured the contents into his palm.

They were two strange-looking black bugs.

"It's a pity." Ying Changfang smiled wryly, and threw the two bugs into the flames.

Sun Wenxi would never know that in the backstage of the troupe, there was a handsome boy who was always watching him from the corner.

The boy even wanted to put the extremely precious lover's life and death Gu into Sun Wenxi's teacup.

Maybe it's because they know that their life is not long, or maybe it's because they disdain the stolen love, this pair of life-and-death love Gu didn't come in handy.

Ye Henglang paced outside, and the time passed by, but the people inside hadn't come out yet.Suddenly, his face changed: "Not good!"

He flung open the door.

It was very quiet in the room, without any sound from anyone.

Ye Henglang walked into the room quickly, and saw the person "sleeping peacefully" on the bed.

Ying Changfang was wearing the gold-thread color gown that played with dragons and phoenixes, with makeup on her face and bright red lips.

Ye Henglang stretched out his hand to check his breath.

After a while, he shook his head.

At the same moment, Lan Chengyun, who was unconscious in the hospital, suddenly opened his eyes, and spat out a golden cicada three fingers wide from his mouth.

Lan Chengyun, who was coughing up blood constantly, healed without medicine. Apart from coughing and hurting his throat all day long, he had no other symptoms.

"Yunlang!" Feng Bao'er was in a hurry and couldn't care less, she hugged Lan Chengyun tightly, crying uncontrollably.

Lan Chengyun was much calmer now, he patted Feng Baoer's back lightly, and comforted him: "Bao'er, it's okay."

Raising his eyes to see Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi beside him, his cheeks were blushing immediately.

"Cheng Yun, thanks to Boss Feng's day and night care for your illness this time. Jing Sheng, don't you think so?" Sun Wenxi laughed.

Xia Jingsheng looked at Sun Wenxi with a little surprise: "It's really thanks to Boss Feng."

The two told Lan Chengyun that Feng Baoer wanted to take the blame personally, and the latter took Feng Baoer's hand with pity and said, "Why are you so reckless, if you really have an accident, how can I feel at ease."

Feng Baoer said shyly and annoyed: "If you have something to do, I will never be alone..." Lan Chengyun covered her mouth before she could say the words.

Xia Jingsheng didn't want to disturb the two heartfelt people here, and was about to avoid it, when he raised his eyes and saw Sun Wenxi beside him watching with interest.

Thinking that the happier Sun Wenxi smiled, the sadder he must be, so he gently tugged at Sun Wenxi's sleeve: "Let's go."

After leaving the ward, Sun Wenxi said, "I still want to watch it for a while."

Seeing the strange expression on Xia Jingsheng's face, Sun Wenxi laughed more and more ripplingly: "Don't Jingsheng think that the hospital, the recovery, the lover's mutual sympathy and whispering is a very romantic thing?"

Xia Jingsheng only thought that he was dizzy with anger, he laughed and said, "I don't think so, I'll go first."

Behind him, Sun Wenxi chased after him in three steps at a time: "I'll see you off."

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The next day, the news of Ying Changfang's death hit the newspaper, which only occupied a small corner.

The headline of the newspaper was "Lan Chengyun was wronged, but fortunately he recovered."

The auspicious troupe has returned to its former prosperity, and the sound of silk and bamboo is still heard, and even the beggars under the wall can sing a few lines

——"When we are together, mandarin ducks don't sleep alone. But when you see the newcomers laugh, you don't hear the old ones cry."

When Xia Jingsheng received the invitation, it was half a month later.

Lan Chengyun made his debut on stage after recovering from illness and sent Xia Jingsheng this invitation.

When Xia Jingsheng arrived, he saw Sun Wenxi standing at the door, looking at him with a smile.

"You... what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for you."

Xia Jingsheng's heart trembled, and before he could speak, he saw the class leader warmly greet him.

"Masters, this way please."

The private room on the second floor was originally for one person, but as soon as Xia Jingsheng entered the room, he heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw Sun Wenxi standing outside.

"Jing Sheng, if you don't tell me about the opera while listening to the opera, I will feel uncomfortable. After all, you have extra stools in your room, so I will listen to the opera with you in the same room?"

Xia Jingsheng only felt that Sun Wenxi was becoming more and more clingy, and he was a little confused.

The guests who went up to the second floor saw Sun Wenxi standing in front of the door, and they all looked this way curiously.

Xia Jingsheng stepped aside, "Come in."

He picked up the playlist on the table, flipped through it, raised his eyebrows at Sun Wenxi and said, "Mr. Sun didn't read the playlist today?"

Sun Wenxi didn't understand, so: "Why, is there something wrong?"

"I want to ask you about "Suolin Bag" in today's play list." Xia Jingsheng chuckled.

This "Suolin Nang" is a new style of northern opera, which Sun Wenxi could understand. He wanted to get close to Xia Jingsheng, but he forgot to read the playlist in advance.

At this moment, he continued without changing his face: "Then let me tell you a play."

Just as he was speaking, the stage curtain opened, and Lan Chengyun stepped onto the stage, and the audience applauded thunderously.

Lan Chengyun's voice was still the same as before, mellow and charming. "Suo Lin Nang" is different from the traditional repertoire, and the libretto is novel and interesting.

Lan Chengyun sang while Sun Wenxi was talking to Xia Jingsheng.

When he sang the line "Receive remaining hatred, avoid coquettish anger, rehabilitate, change love, stop falling in love with passing water, turn around in bitter sea, and realize Lan Yin early." Xia Jingsheng laughed and said: "This is really new, Cheng Yun usually sings All are tragedies, but today this is a first-rate comedy."

Xia Jingsheng's unintentional words guessed most of the situation correctly.This new play won a lot of applause, and when the curtain ended, Lan Chengyun solemnly bowed to the audience.

With tears in his eyes, he said loudly: "Everyone is invited to come here today, Chengyun has something important to announce. Chengyun was on the stage when he was young, and it has been nearly ten years since Chengyun was on stage when he was young. It is thanks to his junior sister being with him when he is sick this time. Only by taking good care of her can she recover. I want to give my junior sister a home, and from now on, I won’t be on stage for the time being. I will choose a day to marry my junior sister.”

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was in an uproar.

The audience in the audience sent their blessings one after another, and the bounty money was poured into the plate like running water.

The two people in the private room on the second floor were startled, subconsciously raised their eyes to look at each other, and said nothing for a long time.Little did they know that the silence seemed to be unwilling.

Sun Wenxi only thought that Xia Jingsheng was not used to it for a while, but Xia Jingsheng was worried that Sun Wenxi would be hit one after another this time.

"Jing Sheng, Cheng Yun has his own life now, you should be happy for him, in the future he should also take on the responsibility of being a husband and learn to protect himself, you and him, friends don't need to bear the inner pressure of protecting him. "

Sun Wenxi stood up and took his hand: "Because of emotion and reason, we all have to congratulate, let's go."

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi walked to the front of the stage together, Lan Chengyun raised his eyes to see them, and smiled immediately: "Mr. Xia, Young Master Sun..."

Sun Wenxi: "Congratulations, Boss Lan and Boss Feng are standing together, they are really talented and beautiful, they are very suitable."

Before Lan Chengyun could speak, Feng Baoer laughed first: "Young Master Sun, you are being polite. If it wasn't for you and Young Master Xia this time, Yun Lang and I might be separated forever."

Sun Wenxi's smile remained unchanged, and he turned to look at Xia Jingsheng: "Without Jingsheng, we would not have been able to find the Gu breeder."

Xia Jingsheng looked at Lan Chengyun: "It's okay, Chengyun is my friend for many years, since I can help, there is no reason why I should not do my best."