Master, don't stop me from being an idol

At night, Chu Ci tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She always thought of Bai Yu's distressed eyes during the day. She lightly kicked Zhou Jingyuan who was sleeping next to her: "Hey, are you asleep?"

Zhou Jingyuan also didn't fall asleep. He was troubled by the matter of Bai Yu and Zhuang Zunzhu. He opened his eyes, put his arms around Chu Ci's waist and said softly, "What's wrong with your daughter-in-law?"

Chu Ci frowned and said, "Hey, what kind of feelings do you think Bai Yu has for his master? Obviously he has been hurt so much, but I saw the look in his eyes when he heard that Master Zhuang had left. Instead, it was so lonely and sad."

"Zhuang Zunzhu is probably like a brother like a father to Baiyu." For the immortals, many of them were brought to the world of immortals to practice because of their strange bones, talents and other reasons. For example, his Master Chu Zong, no matter how unreliable the other party's behavior is, all the disciples in the Zongmen respect and love him very much.

Of course, this respect and love did not affect Chu Zong's contemptuous gaze from everyone when he made an out-of-the-ordinary move.

Only Chu Zong could cultivate a heterogeneous person like Zhou Jingyuan who fell in love with magic cultivators.

"I always think it's not that simple...but what's even more exaggerated is that he kept saying that he was going to destroy Moxiu? Why did he come and leave after only one night, isn't it too irresponsible!" Chu Ci was the sixth woman The sense is always sharper, but she didn't dare to think about it at a deeper level, or she didn't want to think about that "possibility".

Zhou Jingyuan sighed and said, "Although Zhuang Zunzhu's behavior is indeed too extreme, he still has his own considerations."

As soon as Chu Ci heard this, he immediately pushed him away, Zhou Jingyuan was unprepared and rolled directly under the bed.

Chu Ci sat up from the bed and said angrily, "You actually talked to him?!"

"No, that's not the case, daughter-in-law, listen to my explanation!" Zhou Jingyuan was most afraid of Chu Ci's anger or sadness, and those words that were difficult to say to Wen Baiyu suddenly came out.

After listening to Chu Ci, it was hard to digest for a while: "It's unheard of that the immortal root can be reshaped..."

She suddenly became happy: "In this way, Bai Yu can recover by then!"

Chu Ci knew that even though Bai Yu appeared to be calm on the surface, he must have been sad in an unknown corner.

"Did you tell Bai Yu about this?"

Zhou Jingyuan shook her head and said, "I haven't, in fact... I can't speak."

If it was a person with a normal relationship, Zhou Jingyuan would tell the whole story from the beginning, what would happen next, and how the other party would react, these were not in his consideration.

But Bai Yu is different. Chu Ci is the love of his life. He can be said to have abandoned the sect he was born in for her, and failed his master's expectations of him. Even though he never showed it, deep down he often feel ashamed.

So when he saw Bai Yu for the first time and felt every move made by the other party, he still remembered the passion and excitement that surged in his heart at that time. He appreciates Bai Yu's personality and handling of people very much. Although he hasn't been together for a long time, he has already regarded Bai Yu as a close friend, even a relative.

The matter was about Yu Baiyu, Zhou Jingyuan thought from the perspective of the other party, if she told him these things, could he really be as happy as Chu Ci?

I'm afraid not.For a cultivator with great power, a broken mirror can be reunited, but can a broken mirror forget the pain felt at the moment of shattering?

He really didn't know how to tell Bai Yu about this, would it make him suffer even more?

In Zhuang Zunzhu's eyes, as long as a good ending can be ushered in, no matter how many twists and turns and pains he experiences in the middle, he can skip it. The other party's thinking is not wrong from the overall perspective, but for Bai Yu, who was the most injured in the middle Said, who can take care of the pain in his heart?

Zhou Jingyuan thought about it, feeling more and more unhappy, he said in a low voice: "Zhuang Zunzhu just left like this, it's actually quite good."

Chu Ci was surprised that he would say these words: "What about Moxiu?"

"The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge. What's more, if the demon cultivator thinks that he can control the other world with a few low-level sorcery, then he is really underestimated." When Zhou Jingyuan said these words, his eyes showed 』The awe-inspiring fighting and killing intent that Chu Ci has not seen for a long time.

"What we have to do now is to protect Baiyu while ensuring our own safety."

Chu Ci nodded: "Speaking of which, hasn't Mangchu signed a contract to become an artist? It's safer to have him by Bai Yu's side."

Zhou Jingyuan felt a dull pain in his head. This feeling was exactly the same as when he heard his juniors rushing to tell him that his master had caused trouble. Now it is even more profound, because Song Shanzhu's ability to cause trouble is a hundred times that of his master. .

"I always feel that there is an ominous premonition that he will become an artist. I hope he will not cause trouble for Bai Yu..."

……

Bai Wenjian's concert before his death was very grand, and so was his funeral. Many security guards were even dispatched to maintain order at the scene.

Some fans were selected by Bai Wenjian's support group to enter the venue. The funeral specially rented a very spacious venue.

There are many white wreaths around, an exquisite coffin in the middle, and a black and white photo of Bai Wenjian above it.

The venue was already filled with dozens of media outlets. With the gathering of superstars, directors, and bigwigs from all walks of life attending the funeral, white flashing lights flickered frantically.

When Wen Baiyu came in, he felt for a moment that he had come to the wrong place.

Song Shanzhu came with him, his eyes were dazzled by the white light of the camera, and he gestured to raise his hand.

His action happened to be seen by Zhou Momo who was beside him. The other party held his hand and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Shanzhu said: "Wave your hands, that's how I always watch it on TV." After speaking, he even showed a big smile.

It's just that before his smiling face appeared for a few seconds, Zhou Momo covered it with his hand, and the other party said in a low voice, "You are crazy! What occasion is this? You thought it was walking on the red carpet. We are attending a funeral. Even if you don't cry You can't 'look' happy, so how can you make your debut if it is reported by the media!"

Wen Baiyu was familiar with his junior brother's escaping appearance, but he glanced at him helplessly and said, "Cousin, don't make trouble."

"Okay." Song Shanzhu shrugged, in fact, this was not a funeral for him, he almost walked up to the coffin in Bai Wenjian, laughed three times and said a good death.

He leaned close to Wen Baiyu and said in a low voice: "But senior brother, this scene is really unpleasant to watch..."

"No matter how grand it is, now there are no people left. This is just a funny show for strangers." Wen Baiyu didn't like Bai Wenjian, but the other party was dead, and the grievances and grievances in his lifetime were naturally wiped out.He could see that among so many people, the only ones who were really sad for Bai Wenjian were his family and fans. As for the other media and celebrities, they just used this incident to gain popularity.

He felt disgusted and a little helpless because he was the same as these people in the eyes of others.

At this moment, there was a familiar sound of footsteps beside his ears, Wen Baiyu stopped and looked back, Mo Zhaojin's raised hand behind him was frozen in the air because of his sudden turn.

He seemed a little frustrated, put down his hands and said, "I wanted to give you a surprise, but you found out. You can still hear my footsteps in such noisy surroundings?"

Wen Boyu smiled and said, "I have always automatically blocked those unimportant footsteps."

Mo Zhaojin looked at the faint smile on the corner of Wen Baiyu's mouth, and his heartbeat missed for a few seconds. He didn't think deeply about this sudden abnormality, but only noticed that Wen Baiyu's brows were a little gloomy, and he said with concern: "Your complexion 』It doesn’t look too good, did you not rest last night?”

Wen Baiyu was used to Mo Zhaojin's keenness, and even his younger brother didn't notice his strangeness. After his master left the other world, he lived in a muddle these days.

"It's just that I didn't sleep well at the thought of attending such a grand funeral."

Mo Zhaojin didn't become suspicious when he heard the words. He looked around the venue with a slight mockery in his eyes, and he said, "I didn't want to come here at first..."

"Then why are you..." Wen Baiyu saw Mo Zhaojin smiling at him before he finished speaking.

"Because I knew you would come, and we haven't seen each other for a few days, I just want to take advantage of this funeral to meet and chat with you." Mo Zhaojin looked Wen Baiyu up, "And I also really want to see what you look like in formal clothes ? Now it looks much better than that pink suit."

Attending the funeral naturally had to wear a black suit. People from all walks of life who came to the funeral added many details to their suits. Wen Baiyu just ordered a very ordinary black suit honestly, but he was well-proportioned and tall. Coupled with his good looks and temperament, people often mistake him for a supermodel while walking.

"Don't mention this matter." Wen Baiyu felt that he really couldn't get over the difficulty of being pink and tender.

Although the programs they participated in were frequently searched, the two of them were just newcomers to the entertainment circle, and their popularity was still inferior to most of the superstars who came here to participate, and most of the media would not pay attention to them.

They found a place to sit at the back, and Mo Zhaojin noticed Song Shanzhu beside Wen Baiyu, and asked, "Why did your cousin follow you to the funeral? Is he a fan of Baijian?"

"How is it possible? How could I be a fan of that guy!" Song Shanzhu didn't want to be misunderstood, so he stood up excitedly and explained, "I came to the funeral to protect my teacher... my cousin."

Protect?Mo Zhaojin was puzzled, does Bai Yu's skill still need other people's protection?Although Song Shanzhu's skills are also very powerful, he still remembers the sword that the other party jumped from the roof and stabbed towards him when he first met.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he just signed a contract with Ah Mo, and came to see the world as a newcomer." Wen Baiyu didn't want Mo Zhaojin to analyze anything through his junior brother's nonsensical words, after all, the other party was too smart compared to others up.

Receiving Wen Baiyu's warning eyes, Song Shanzhu pursed his lips, and immediately became honest, but he would secretly observe Mo Zhaojin from time to time, because his senior brother had told him before that the big devil Shen Qingzhi was hiding in the other party's body.

No wonder the demonic energy on the other party was so strong, if the senior brother hadn't instructed him in advance, he might have attacked Mo Zhaojin when he saw him.

In fact, Song Shanzhu used this to persuade his senior brother not to be an entertainer, it would be interesting to catch ghosts with him and Lao Zhou directly, and he could also stay away from the big devil Shen Qingzhi. In his opinion, Shen Qingzhi can only be dealt with by a master. "Chaotic" magic repair is not enough.

But the senior brother still rejected his suggestion, which made Song Shanzhu understand that the senior brother really liked the identity of an artist.

Wen Baiyu and Mo Zhaojin here are still chatting, Wen Baiyu asked: "Are you still going to lose consciousness these days?"

"Not during the day, but at night I can't tell whether it's because I'm sleepy or because he came out." Mo Zhaojin has been actively receiving treatment these days, but it is unclear whether it has any effect. He noticed that When Bai Yu mentioned his other personality, there was a very obvious disgust on his face.

"What's the other me like?"

Wen Boyu almost tried his best to hide his dislike and hatred for Shen Qingzhi, he took a deep breath and said: "He is not you, and he will disappear sooner or later."

Mo Zhaojin saw that he didn't want to say that he didn't force it, but he began to think in his heart, it seems that the other he must have done something bad when he was on the isolated island, otherwise how could Bai Yu's "temperament" treat a People have such a big antipathy.

Mere treatment alone may not be enough.Mo Zhaojin squinted his eyes, he should do something else.

Bai Xingyan stood next to the coffin, his expressionless face was different from the tears and tears of others, he didn't seem to show too many facial expressions, but only those who were close could feel the grief in his heart.

He still insists that his brother was killed. From the weird video to the death of his brother who was taken off the ventilator and failed to be rescued, he thinks it was a well-planned murder.

But his remarks were not recognized by the police, because they conducted a detailed investigation. At that time, no one was admitted to the intensive care unit, and no suspicious persons were found in fingerprints and footprints.

From the police's point of view, it was just that after Bai Jian woke up, he took off the ventilator and "suicide", because the other party's injuries were very serious, and even if his life was out of danger, he would still have the sequelae of paralysis. This is for a rising superstar The blow was huge, enough to justify suicide.

Both Bai Xingyan's parents and fans accepted this reality, which made Bai Xingyan extremely angry. He kept clenching his hands by his side, and looked at everyone who bowed forward with cold eyes.

Most of the people here didn't really pay tribute to his brother.

He must find out the truth about his brother's death!

The funeral was held from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm. During the period, family members were also arranged to give speeches, and there was a big screen behind him playing movie clips and singing songs that Bai Bai Wenjian had played.

Accompanied by this scene, some small crying sounds were mixed in, those were the fans who really loved Baijian were crying.

Wen Boyu watched this scene from a distance. The fans and artistes had no intersection in life, but they were like family members.

They didn't even know what kind of person Bai Wenjian was, but they would still cry for him.

"Fans are really a very special group of people." Wen Baiyu said with emotion.

Mo Zhaojin also felt the same way. He smiled slightly and said, "Yes, they dare to love and hate more than anyone else, so we have to make ourselves better to prevent them from empathizing."

The funeral finally ended at [-]:[-] p.m., the crowd gradually dispersed, the media went back to write the manuscripts to be released tomorrow, and the bigwigs from all walks of life got into their cars and left under the escort of security guards.

In the end, only the fans in Baijian remained outside the venue for a long time, unwilling to leave.

Everyone had almost left, but Wen Baiyu and the others stayed at the venue instead, and the security guards told them to leave.

"Don't rush, they are my friends." Bai Xing said.

It's rare for Bai Xingyan to call him a friend. When the security guard walked away, he said coldly, "The media are all gone, and you won't have any heat to rub off on if you stay here."

Mo Zhaojin smiled, and directly exposed him and said, "You know that we are not such people, otherwise when the security came over just now, you would have let him drive us away."

Bai Xingyan just snorted coldly, his parents were exhausted physically and mentally and left first, leaving him to stay here like a confused child.

Wen Boyu stepped forward and bowed towards the photo frame. He was not here for Bai Wenjian, but simply to pay tribute to Bai Jian. No matter what, he had no way of knowing whether Bai Jian's soul was still there, but anyway, at that time His hatred reached its peak because of Bai Wenjian's words, and he would not stop even if it would hurt innocent people at that time.

In any case, he cut off the life of an innocent person with his own hands.

The others also bowed along with Wen Baiyu.

Seeing this, Bai Xingyan's indifferent expression eased a lot, and then he also bowed to them to thank them.

Mo Zhaojin said to him: "I heard that you told the program crew that you want to quit recording, have you really thought about it?"

"I'm not sure." Bai Xingyan is a decisive person, but when faced with his ideals and his brother's death, he still inevitably has conflicts, especially since he has no direction to investigate now.

"You are not a person who gives up halfway." Wen Boyu knew that the other party was saddened by Bai Wenjian's death, so he had the idea of ​​quitting the recording. This matter had something to do with him, so he didn't want to Bai Xingyan quit the show.

"If you quit, I will treat you as surrendering."

"What did you say?!" Bai Xingyan frowned, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Mo Zhaojin was a little surprised, Bai Yu's temperament would not say such provocative words, but after thinking about it, he understood why the other party did this, and then he also said: "During the recording of the program, my body It has not been very good, but I will take advantage of this time to treat well, and then continue the program recording."

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and turned to look at Mo Zhaojin.

Mo Zhaojin continued: "Won't you feel very unwilling to lose to the emotion of sadness? Obviously we are so good."

Bai Xingyan was silent for a while, and suddenly sneered disdainfully: "Is there a limit to bragging? Why do I look sad? And I didn't say that I must quit the show. When I use the number of votes to shake you off, Then I will quit this boring show."

The "fog" that trapped Wen Baiyu was gently lifted by Mo Zhaojin's words, he pinched his chin, tilted his head and said in thought: "According to what you said, then I have to quit the show now? "

"Wen Baiyu! Don't be arrogant with me!" Bai Xingyan seemed very angry, but upon closer inspection, he could see his eyes slightly curved.

As night falls, when the ancient pointer stops at zero, it emits a low bell.

Mo Zhaojin's parents liked this ancient clock very much. When the bell reached twelve, Mo Zhaojin, who seemed to be sleeping in bed, opened her eyes.

Shen Qingzhi was the one who woke up. He could absorb Mo Zhaojin's memory. When he saw the scene at the venue, he smiled and said, "The atmosphere is really good."

He didn't know that Zhuang Yuezhong had gone back to the world of cultivating immortals, so in order to keep a low profile, he didn't choose to come out during the day, but came out in the middle of the night while Mo Zhaojin was asleep.

He thought that he would have no useful memories after leaving the venue, but what he saw next stunned him.

Before going to bed, Mo Zhaojin actually ordered the housekeeper to tie her whole body with a soft rope, because the other party thought of Wen Baiyu's attitude at the meeting place during the day, and was worried that another personality would come out to make trouble while sleeping, so she came up with this trick.

Shen Qingzhi immediately looked down, and sure enough, his hands and feet were bound tightly.

Shen Qingzhi: "...This guy, doesn't he think about going to the bathroom?"