The handsome man in the entertainment industry

I have come into contact with a lot of strange things, and I no longer understand everything as before.

Although he still doesn't know the reason why "Bai Yiming" suddenly turned his face this time, but he has to exchange his body for Xiao Xiao, so the two of them can only live as one, but Zhou Han is listening It has to be clear.

So he was sad, he was indignant, and at the same time he felt extremely fear and despair.

Zhou Han didn't want to see Xiao Xiao die, but he didn't want to die either.

However, amidst the helplessness and pain, he couldn't even make the slightest struggle except to vent his emotions with big drops of tears.

Zhou Han cried and waited for a long time, but he never waited for Xiao Xiao to do anything to his fresh, strong, handsome and healthy body.

But I saw that beautiful man lying in a pool of blood, slowly withdrawing the hand covering his forehead with great effort, and then smiled at him shallowly, his amber eyes bent like crescent moons, and then slowly Close it slowly, and never move again.

Zhou Han's heart trembled violently, and he pushed open his swollen eyelids from crying, so nervous that he even forgot to breathe.

Under his unblinking gaze, Xiao Xiao's blood-covered figure began to blur, distort, and shrink, like the light effects of a 3D movie, gradually losing the outline of a human being, and finally turned into a figure wrapped in blood. , a large mass of white fur balls stained with bright red liquid.

Zhou Han remembered that "Bai Yiming" once said that Xiao Xiao's body was a white fox.

In the year when he just returned to China and made his debut, he once participated in an adaptation and remake of "Fengshen Bang", a fox pretending to be a Samoyed, and Su Daji showing his "real body" after being beheaded. The Wumao special effects are impressive.

At this moment, when he saw Xiao Xiao transformed from a human form into a ball of hair, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on her head, her whole body was cold and her teeth trembled.

In the midst of extreme grief and panic, Zhou Han forgot that he couldn't move, and tried his best to reach out to touch the bloody fox, but his finger twitched, and he barely lifted it up...

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When Wu'an, Wuzhi and Ruan Mudeng arrived with Dr. Lin, they saw unconscious people lying on the ground inside and outside the tent, and the only one who could move was standing in front of the tent door. Zhou Han.

Holding a large ball of red and white fur in his arms, he would just stare blankly at the person who came, weeping constantly, his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

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"Amitabha, how is the situation of the white donor?"

Monk Wu'an pushed the door lightly and came in, followed by his junior brother Wu Chi. He put his palms together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then asked Dr. Lin who was sitting on a chair near the door.

The "Bai Benefactor" he mentioned naturally refers to Bai Fengchu.

"Master of no anger, master of no ignorance."

The white phoenix chick leaning on the bed had obviously woken up for a while, but her expression was still haggard and weak. On her face, which was as white as fine porcelain and new snow, there was a clear layer of gray haze around the imprint. Yellow and black spots were visible on the sclera of both eyes, and the original ruddy There is also an unnatural greenness on the lips - people like them who know a little bit about pulse and medical theory can tell at a glance that this appearance is definitely not as simple as excessive consumption and fatigue.

"Sister Bai, this is a hit."

Dr. Lin stood up, poured water for Bai Fengchu, and explained to the two monks.

Wu Chi heard the words, and looked at Dr. Lin in astonishment: "Can't you solve this problem?"

The beautiful doctor in a white robe nodded, "I should be able to solve it, but it's very difficult here."

She said, spread her hands slightly, and gestured around the simple wards of this small clinic in the mountain village.

"I can't carry a lot of things and instruments. Now I can only guess what kind of descendant is in Sister Bai. If I do it rashly, I'm afraid it will hurt her body instead."

"I see……"

A wise and transparent monk like a monk without anger naturally understood that Dr. Lin meant to send Bai Fengchu down the mountain as soon as possible, and since he wanted to help her cure her illness, it was naturally impossible for Dr. Lin himself to return immediately.

"However, Xiaoyou's side...what should I do?"

As Wu'an said, his chrysanthemum face, which was already full of grief, wrinkled even tighter.

"As he is now, I'm really afraid of him..."

Unavoidably, the word became a prophecy and committed a sin, so Wuhan stopped his mouth, and together with his junior brother, he joined his palms and recited Amitabha Buddha again and again.

"Although this matter is the grievances and grievances of Xiao Xiao and his teacher's school for hundreds of years, our Bai family can't get rid of it after all..."

Bai Fengchu, who was sitting crookedly on the head of the bed, spoke in a voice that was far weaker and flimsy than usual, it sounded like the tremolo when plucking a thin string.

She was holding the tea that Dr. Lin handed her, but she didn't drink it. She just lowered her eyes and felt the continuous pain of needles and fire in the vital points of her body - that was her twin brother, who was defenseless before her. Under the circumstances, he personally fed her the pain caused by the medicine she took.

"That man... He has been lurking in our Bai family for so many years, and we didn't notice it at all. It's really to blame..."

As she spoke, she shook her head slightly.

"Besides, back then, my grandmother had already given my younger brother a death sentence. If the parents hadn't insisted on rescuing the dead baby, they wouldn't have given him a chance..."

When Bai Fengchu said this, she seemed to be extremely tired, she lowered her head and gasped for a moment, while letting a tear from the corner of her eye fall silently into the bedding.

"The little apprentice Xiao Xiao accepted is really a good boy."

When she raised her head again, she smiled faintly at the two monks in the room, and suddenly changed the subject, talking about Ruan Mudeng.

"He came to me just now, knelt on the ground and begged me. He wanted to use our Bai Family's Arctic Priest Ghost Seal to exchange his master's body in the master's tomb in the canyon."

"what!?"

When Wu'an and Wuzhi heard this, the sorrowful and pitiful expressions on their faces immediately turned into shock.

"This is absolutely impossible! That tomb is too dangerous, who dares to break into it easily? Besides, Xiaoyou Ruan is indeed a newborn calf. Not only is he really not afraid of tigers, but he may even die! He even planned to touch the tomb-suppressing magic weapon idea?"

Wu Chi stole the conversation from his senior brother and was the first to express a negative opinion.

"Besides, the Ghost Seal of the North Pole Supervisor is a treasure passed down by your Bai family for many generations. Your grandmother and grandma will probably not agree with you to use it as a tomb guard!"

"Don't worry, I haven't promised him yet."

Bai Fengchu closed her eyes weakly, leaned against the pillow on her back, and gently turned the half-full teacup in her hand.

"However, it's really distressing to see the child kowtow to me without saying anything..."

She chuckled softly, the faint laughter sounded more sad than crying.

"Also, until now, people can't help...wanting to believe in something..."

Bai Fengchu resisted the intense discomfort of hot and painful surges in her chest and abdomen, leaned her body slightly out of the edge of the bed, stretched out an arm, and threw the teacup she had been holding for a long time on the floor.

There was only a sound of "clang", and the poorly crafted white porcelain cup burst in response, and the broken porcelain pieces and tea were scattered all over the floor.

"Let me divination again, it all depends on the destiny..."

Chapter 93, 02, Soul Relying [-]

Except for herself, Wu'an, Wuzhi and Dr. Lin who were present at the time, no one knows what the result of Bai Fengchu's plum blossoms obtained by tossing the cup is.

But that night, she called Ruan Mudeng into the ward, and handed over to him the Arctic prison ghost seal that had been passed down by the Bai family for generations.

"You and your master owe our Bai family a big favor this time."

She didn't mean to repay the favor at all, but just stated an established fact in a cold tone, and said calmly: "The so-called karma cycle, if you two masters and apprentices can survive this calamity this time, the future will be long, and the future must be done." To repay today's affection."

Ruan Mudeng solemnly took the exquisite seal inlaid with gold and jade with both hands, without saying anything, just knelt down upright, and kowtowed three times to the pale and weak woman on the hospital bed who was still extraordinary.

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The legendary tomb where Jiang Zhenren, the direct disciple of Jiangjiao, and many classics of Jiangshu and evil methods are buried. It is located at the intersection of the four companion tombs of "Baishan Heishui". The center of the eight-kilometer narrow rift valley.

"From ancient times to the present, the Qinling Mountains in S Province have had plenty of rain. Every summer, natural disasters such as mudslides, landslides, and landslides often occur."

Master Wu'an put a pair of old-fashioned black-framed reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. With his head down, he pointed to the map to Ruan Mudeng under the dim desk light. , quite like an old pedant in a research institute.

"In addition to the two relatively serious earthquakes that can be found in local chronicles over the past 400 years, it seems that both of them have caused considerable damage to the descending tomb structure of the tomb within the tomb."

He raised his eyelids, glanced at Ruan Mudeng sitting opposite the small desk from the gap above the glasses, pushed the frame of the slipped mirror, and moved his eyes to the side, falling on the motionless white ball between the bed and quilt not far away. On the hair.

"Xiao Xiao once entered the tomb of Jiang Zhenren. According to him, the tomb collapsed so severely that it was impossible to enter the several tombs from the outside. What is the appearance of the main tomb where the coffin is placed? No one can say for sure. But..."

As he spoke, Monk Wu'an turned his gaze back to the young man.

"Do not