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Xie Wuyi seemed a little unwilling to admit it, so he glanced at Luoying and turned his face away.

Ji Qinglin saw that his prediction was right, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Then you just said that the script was all fabricated?"

Xie Wuyi turned his face back and said calmly: "It is indeed a fabrication."

Ji Qinglin choked, but was speechless to refute.

That's right, he wrote this play, and he said he made it up, so what else can others question?

Luo Ying watched the two go back and forth, shook her head and smiled wryly, "Brother Wu Yi, that's not what you said when you handed me the playbook back then."

Ji Qinglin suddenly became interested: "What did he say?"

Luo Ying glanced at Jie Wuyi, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping, she replied calmly: "He said that I look so similar to the deity, it must be God's instruction for me to perform this "Four Seasons Mountain". And said..."

Xie Wuyi coughed lightly, as if he couldn't take it anymore, stood up and said, "I'll wait for you in the car."

After speaking, he walked towards the stairs, Luoying stretched out his hand to stop him, but Ji Qinglin pulled back his arm and said, "Hey, hey, leave him alone and continue talking. What else did he say?"

Seeing Xie Wuyi going downstairs, Luoying smiled helplessly and said, "It's really strange, I never thought that brother Wuyi would be so uncomfortable before."

Ji Qinglin was amused: "What was he like before?"

Luoying poured herself a cup of tea, raised her eyes with a slight smile and asked, "How long have you known him?"

Ji Qinglin recalled for a moment, and said, "Less than a day."

Luo Ying was taken aback, and said in surprise, "Less than a day? How did you get to know each other?"

Ji Qinglin spread his hands and said, "Meet me on the road."

The corners of Luoying's eyes twitched, as if she couldn't believe it.

Ji Qinglin didn't take it seriously, waved his hands and said, "Stop talking about it, talk about it quickly, what's going on with this "Four Seasons Mountain"?"

Luoying picked up the cup and took a sip, then recalled it carefully, then tapped her fingers on the table and said slowly: "In all, it was already 20 years ago..."

20 years ago.

Back then, Luoying was only in her teens, a child running errands in a theater troupe.

The opera troupe roamed around and lived in no fixed place. Wherever there were weddings and weddings for rich people, they went to set up a stage to sing operas and earn a little money to make ends meet.

In the spring of that year, the three-day baby-picking ceremony had just ended, and a child of a family surnamed Liu in Suzhou was selected as a "spiritual boy" by the head of the local Changsheng Temple, and will be sent to Beijing soon.

The Liu family has been in business for generations, and the family is very wealthy, and Mr. Liu is shrewd and capable, very good at making money, and has close personal relationships with many local officials.

Seeing this once-in-a-lifetime happy event, the entire Liu family was naturally elated, so they thought of inviting an opera troupe to set up a stage by the Pingjiang River to sing, saying that they would sing for a whole hundred days to celebrate.

Back then, Luoying's theater troupe happened to be in Suzhou, and they caught up with such a big deal. The troupe leader was very excited, and told everyone to stay alert and not make any mistakes.

Due to the continuous singing of a hundred-day drama, there was a slight shortage of manpower, and even a child running errands like Luoying temporarily took on a few small roles.

Unexpectedly, after singing on the stage for twenty days, the little baby of the Liu family suddenly developed a high fever. The doctor invited an unknown number of people, and an unknown number of bowls of soup and medicine were poured, but there was no improvement at all.

The old man in Liu's mansion told Mr. Liu that maybe the young master had suffered some bad luck, and he had to investigate the source of the bad luck before he could solve it.

Mr. Liu was so anxious that he had no choice but to go to the doctor in a hurry, so he immediately sent someone to investigate this unfounded bad luck.

This investigation led to the head of the theater troupe.

I don't know how the people sent to inquire learned that their troupe had just finished singing a family's funeral before coming to Suzhou.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Liu decided that they had brought something "unclean" and caused bad luck.

The troupe leader kept complaining, and quickly explained that the family who invited them to sing was celebrating a funeral, and the old man in that family was over ninety years old, and he was dying, so there was absolutely no bad luck to speak of.

How could Master Liu be willing to listen to their excuses, he immediately withdrew the theater stage and detained everyone in the theater troupe in the mansion, saying that if the young master's illness is not good for a day, they will not want to leave for a day.

More than ten days later, the sad news came that the young master's medicine was ineffective and unfortunately died young.

Master Liu was filled with grief and anger, and bluntly said that he would let the whole theater troupe be buried with the young master.

The Liu family made up a story and spread it to the outside world, saying that the theater troupe had always had dirty hands and feet, and when they saw the Liu family's wealth, they had evil thoughts, but the theft didn't work out and they became resentful, so they murdered the Liu family's heirs.

This set of rhetoric was full of mistakes and omissions, but the Liu family had a good relationship with the local officials. The government turned a blind eye and planned to let the Liu family resolve this "private grievance" by themselves.

At this time, Xie Wu moved to Liu's house.

He brought Wen Po, who had delivered the Liu family's wife back then, and without any shyness, he broke the Liu family and lied about the child's birthday, sneaked into the baby-picking ceremony, and defrauded him of the so-called "spiritual boy".

Master Liu turned pale with shock, and in desperation wanted to detain Xie Wuyi and Mrs. Wen together.

Xie Wuyi told him without changing his expression that he had left behind in the capital, and if he did not return to the capital within ten days, the matter would be directly reported to the palace and Tongtian Palace.

Master Liu didn't dare to take risks, but after hearing what Xie Wuyi said, it seemed that there was still room for change, so he hurriedly asked him what he wanted to do with the Liu family.

Xie Wuyi told him that as long as he released the theater troupe detained by the Fuchu, it would be as if this had never happened.

Mr. Liu knew he was wrong, but now he heard that it was just this request, and he let everyone in the magic troupe go overnight without saying a word.

Xie Wuyi didn't stay any longer, and brought Mrs. Wen and the opera troupe to Yunzhou, and placed them in Jiyan Pavilion.

The old class leader knew that there is no repayment for the kindness of saving lives, so he led the crowd to kowtow again and again, full of gratitude.

Xie Wuyi let them pay their respects, and then told the team leader that if they wanted, they could stay in Yunzhou from now on and send Yange Pavilion to them for management, but there were two conditions.

First, anyone who sees people who are displaced and have no food to eat must do charity and don't turn a blind eye to them.

Second, set up a "silent room" in Jiyan Pavilion for people from all walks of life to negotiate here.

The old troupe leader solemnly agreed, and since then has been following what Xie Wuyi said to lead the theater troupe to do good and accumulate virtue, and set up a silent room in the pavilion.

Two years later, the old class leader died of illness, and before his death, he entrusted Jiyan Pavilion to Luoying.

Not long after, Xie Wuyi came to Jiyan Pavilion for the second time.

He took Luoying alone to the Hall of Eternal Life and asked him to see the statue of the Shuijing God. Only then did Luoying realize that he was quite similar in appearance to the God.

Xie Wuyi handed him a copy of "Four Seasons Mountain" and asked him to try to arrange the play and watch it later by himself.

Luoying didn't dare to be negligent, and after the choreography came out, she auditioned repeatedly, waiting for Xie Wuyi to come to check it out, but she waited and waited and didn't see him coming.

As a result, this waited until today.

After saying this, Luoying smiled at Ji Qinglin and said, "Thanks to you, otherwise I suspect that I will never have the chance to show him this play again in this life."

Ji Qinglin ignored his teasing, pursed his lips and thought for a while, then tilted his head and asked, "So, he is the original owner of Jiyan Pavilion?"

Luoying was taken aback, blinked and smiled: "What are you doing? Want to persuade him to take it back?"

Ji Qinglin waved his hands and smiled, "How can I be so boring?"

He just suddenly remembered that when he mentioned the name of Jiyan Pavilion, a different emotion seemed to flash in Xie Wuyi's eyes. If he was the original owner of Jiyan Pavilion, would he also be the one who named it?

Seeing him lost in thought, Luoying patted his arm and said, "Hey, after hearing what I said so much, don't you feel anything?"

Ji Qinglin came to his senses and found it a little funny: "Are you a teacher? Do you still ask students to answer questions after the lecture?"

Luoying gave a "tsk" sound, "I'm asking if you heard something strange about my story."

Ji Qinglin frowned strangely. To be honest, there are some accidents and coincidences in every legendary story. For example, why did Xie Wuyi happen to be in Suzhou, why did he know that the Liu family was cheating on the baby-picking ceremony, and how did he find the old lady Wen? , And why do you want to save this troupe.

However, in Ji Qinglin's view, these are not too abrupt existences, as long as the reasons are well found, they can be made back no matter what.

For a moment, he wasn't sure exactly what Luoying was referring to, so he simply stopped guessing and asked directly, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he didn't hear it, Luoying reminded anxiously, "How old do you think Brother Wuyi is this year?"

Ji Qinglin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what does this have to do with being strange?Xie Wuyi seems to be in his early twenties at most...

and many more!

Ji Qinglin looked at Luoying suddenly: "What year did you say you were singing in Suzhou?"

Seeing that he finally came to his senses, Luoying paused and said, "20 years ago."

20 years ago...

Ji Qinglin couldn't believe it: "When he saved you...he was still a child?"

Looking at his dumbfounded reaction, Luoying felt that she had finally met a bosom friend, she smiled wryly and shook her head and said, "That's the strange thing, he never lived again after he gave me the script back then, so I never noticed anything unusual, but When I saw him today, I suddenly realized that his appearance has not changed at all compared to back then!"

As if he was afraid that Ji Qinglin would not believe him, he said seriously: "Otherwise, think about it, why was I so surprised when I saw him upstairs, and why did I call someone younger than me "brother?"

Ji Qinglin blinked blankly, the "Longevity" that Shi Jiu said appeared in his mind for a while, the "princess" mentioned by Yinluo for a while, and the nine-tailed carp pendant hanging on Xie Wuyi's waist for a while. , Countless thoughts flashed by, but they seemed to be unable to grasp the key.

Seeing that he was silent, Luoying also knew that it would be difficult to understand if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, so she continued to add: "Don't you think that Brother Wuyi doesn't look like someone who would idle away and make up stories?"

Ji Qinglin immediately understood what he meant: "Are you trying to say that this "Four Seasons Mountain" may not be a fabrication at all, but a fact?"