There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

The feeling of seasickness is particularly uncomfortable, Ruo Cang doesn't know if it's the effect of the medicine, or Ou Zhiming's palm is warm enough.

He fell asleep drowsily, with nothing in his consciousness, and even felt that he was floating alone in the sea.

An old and deep voice faintly floated in Ruo Cang's ears.

He said: "Don't be afraid, Mom and Dad are always with you. Although you can't see them, they can hear what you say."

This kind of sound is like ripples in a calm pool of water, swaying round and round, overlapping infinite echoes.

They can hear.

They can see.

They are always there.

only……

You just can't see it.

Ruo Cang could feel the heart-wrenching sadness in his dream.

Countless self-comforts repeated over and over again, and finally died peacefully.

The end of a journey of life, together with all the worries, all disappeared in lies.

Only numbness and clarity remain.

pitiful.

so poor.

The messy male and female voices, chattering about being pitiful, unexpectedly made Ruo Cang's sad mood gradually rise to a coldness like a heart of stone.

Before he could grasp the tail of indifference, a sweet and childish voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Brother, why did he say that our father passed away, where did father go?"

That was a naive little girl.

When Ruo Cang first saw her, he recalled "Before Mother Comes Home" performed by Ou Zhiming at the age of 11.

This is a dream related to Ou Zhiming.

In other words, it was Ou Zhiming's memory.

Because Ruo Cang didn't move, but he could see himself stretching out his hand, brushing the little girl's messy hair, and explaining: "Father has gone to a city far, far away. Although he is not here, but what you say and do, he You can hear it, you can see it.”

I couldn't suppress the pain in my heart, but I still wanted to laugh.

Facing the scene set in the script with a smile, I told my sister and brother with a smile that my mother is coming back soon, and we have to go home early.

Ruocang's words are all lines.

It was just a scene that Ou Zhiming performed when he won the best actor.

Ruo Cang, however, was in the dream, feeling the pain of losing his parents, and tears dripping down the ground, crying silently alone.

He was numb with grief in the sound of the ocean's majestic crashing waves.

Knowing that he was in a dream, he still experienced the sadness that Ou Zhiming had experienced time and time again.

It wasn't until someone reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes that he was suddenly awakened from the painful dream.

Ruo Cang lifted his eyelids slightly, and saw Ou Zhiming's worried face close at hand.

With warm fingers, he brushed Ruocang's wet eyes, and asked softly, "What did you dream about? So sad."

Ruo Cang moved his hand, but found that he was still holding Ou Zhiming's warm palm.

With the depressed mood of waking up from a dream, he rubbed the wet corners of his eyes, and replied sleepily: "It's nothing...why haven't you slept yet?"

Ou Zhiming laughed, and he immediately ruffled Ruocang's soft hair violently, as if he was asking for a reward without mercy.

"You keep holding my hand, how dare I sleep."

After a short sleep, Ruocang's dizziness improved a little.

But he looked at the sky outside the cabin, and he could feel the mystery and depth of the sea at night through the window.

The room was illuminated by light moonlight, and Ruo Cang felt cold again when he was illuminated by the deserted water.

Ruo Cang rolled up the quilt.

Ou Zhiming asked, "Is it still cold?"

"Cold." Ruo Cang wrapped her up tightly, but still felt her fingers were cold.

His body temperature has always been very stable, and it has not been as cold as it is now, as if soaked in sea water, without any warmth that a human being should have.

"I may be against this sea."

If Cang can't explain it scientifically, he can only choose to master the theoretical system by himself, "The floating pulse turns into wind, and when it meets fire, it turns into gas. The South China Sea belongs to fire, and wind and gas fight together. I am... what are you doing?!"

He was still seriously analyzing that he couldn't stand the Southern Ocean's anger, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Ou Zhiming directly lifted the quilt that was tightly wrapped around him, and squeezed in.

"What's the wind? You're so cold." Ou Zhiming pressed Ruocang unceremoniously, "It's so cold on your body, with the sea breeze and the poor heating effect in the cabin, how can you not get sick?"

Ruocang was about to sternly refuse, when Ou Zhiming's hand covered his cold palm.

In an instant, the warm heat reached the bottom of his heart along his fingertips, and Ruo Cang's last bit of resistance melted into his warm embrace.

Ou Zhiming wrapped up the quilt, and took Ruo Cang's half of the pillow as a matter of course, "I'm sleepy too, I'll keep you warm, go to sleep."

It was supposed to be bunk beds, but ended up sleeping in a double bed.

Ruo Cang opened his eyes, feeling Ou Zhiming's hot and humid breath on his hair, always felt that something was wrong, but because of his rich and strong wine aroma, he was reluctant to push people away.

He moved his hands and feet, comfortably feeling signs of warmth from the cold all over his body.

Ou Zhiming smiled silently. Although the weak Ruo Cang was rare, he still hoped that Ruo Cang would get well soon.

In order to avoid Ruo Cang's low mood, which would infect him into despair every minute.

Ruocang was indeed out of shape.

In just a few minutes, Ou Zhiming felt that this soft ice cube had burrowed into his warmer place.

There was a low sound in the breath, which spread close to the body to the ears, and gradually synchronized with his breathing.

The crash of the waves at night can still be heard from the cabin.

Noisy sounds intertwined with steady breathing, Ou Zhiming couldn't tell whether the whistling sound in his ear was Ruocang snoring or the waves beating the boat.

He thought it would be difficult to fall asleep tonight being frozen by Ruo Cang.

However, the body temperature of the two seemed to be able to balance gradually, Ruo Cang also warmed up after a while, and drifted to the ocean with Ou Zhiming's consciousness.

Ou Zhiming always has some fragmentary dreams.

Sometimes Ruocang was wearing a Taoist robe and reciting scriptures.

Sometimes it is he who is floating in the mountains and forests but still feels confused that he should be in the cabin.

In the fragmented dreams, everything has no rules or rules to follow.

He even dreamed that he was lying on the bed, with a burst of cold covering his forehead, which made him conscious.

Ou Zhiming thought it was Ruocang's hand, and made trouble while he was asleep.

He was about to grab that cold hand when suddenly he heard a deep sigh.

"Why did you go down the mountain and lost your soul?"

Ou Zhiming woke up suddenly, and found that Ruo Cang's cold fingers were covering his forehead.

Seeing him open his eyes, Ruo Cang smiled and said, "Get up."

Ou Zhiming's eyes were foggy, he immediately grabbed Ruocang's cold hand, and before the dream was over, he hurriedly said, "I dreamed about you."

Ruo Cang asked blankly, "What?"

"You are sick, Master covered your forehead with his hand, saying that you lost your soul when you went down the mountain." Ou Zhiming could clearly recall Master's sigh and Ruo Cang's pain.

The feeling of being lost broke away from the dream and turned into unspeakable nostalgia and worry.

But in just one sentence, Ou Zhiming has many associations.

In his lost memory, he once met Ruo Cang in mountains, rivers and streams.

That should be Ruo Cang who was still young when filming "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of the Butterfly".

Ou Zhiming felt without any basis that Ruocang's lost soul belonged to him!

Ou Zhiming held Ruocang's icy wrist with his palm, the coolness was as clear as a stream or a clear spring.

He insisted on asking: "Do you still remember? Maybe it happened when you were three years old!"

three years old...

Ruocang frowned, and after serious thinking, he replied with a complicated expression: "You are... too embarrassing for a three-year-old kid."

Ou Zhiming: ...

He's only three years old, what can Ruo Cang remember?

If he remembered, he wouldn't be ridiculed by his senior brother for throwing bowls and tearing books for all kinds of crimes at a young age, and he couldn't refute it!

Ou Zhiming smiled and let go, feeling that he valued a dream without cause and effect too much.

He scratched his messy hair, lifted the quilt, and said with a smile: "If I have a chance, I must ask Master, after Mr. Du took you down the mountain, did you lose your soul to me!"

This was a strange remark, Ruo Cang wanted to refute and correct it, but after opening his mouth a few times, it turned into a sigh.

"Ask, anyway, you may not see it."

Ruo Cang is in a low state, and Ou Zhiming is not good, always begging for approval from the dream.

Whether his falling into the water has anything to do with Ruocang's loss of soul is in the past tense.

the most important is……

"Are you hungry? Let's go have breakfast."

After taking the medicine and sleeping, Ruo Cang felt much better.

limited to feeling.

The turbulence of sea ships is only weakened by the large size of scientific research ships, and will not disappear.

The production crew followed the scientific expedition team to the deck, and when the strong wind blew across the sea, Ruocang felt that his whole body was off the ground, and his soul trembled with the boundless ocean.

"I don't like the sea."

Ruocang completely forgot about his happy time on the island, he frowned and grabbed Ou Zhiming, "I will never do this kind of boat scene again."

Ou Zhiming laughed, reaching out to mess with his short hair.

"I think the boat is pretty good. You rely on me so much that I want to add a luxury cruise game to "Guandu 2"."

Ruocang looked at him with a frown.

Ou Zhiming laughed shamelessly.

Then, Ou Zhiming took a crutch!Paid the price for my own mouth hi.

The crew was very worried about Ruo Cang, but they were worried and worried. They saw him and Ou Zhiming laughing, playing and flirting with the wind, not as weak as yesterday.

Only indecency remains.

It didn't wait for them to sigh Ruocang's super adaptability.

He heard a clear and excited voice, "Ruo Cang, are you okay? I was so worried about you last night, but President Ning said not to bother you."

Yin Lu, who was wearing a black tight-fitting leather jacket, smiled innocently and harmlessly, "I'm at ease now that you're fine."

The sea wind was strong on the boat, and Yin Lu's words were full of sunshine.

Even if Ruo Cang was full of doubts about him in his heart, it couldn't stop Yin Lu's pure white and magnificent noble luck, which made him feel brighter.

"Thank you. I may have a cold and seasickness. I'll be fine after taking the medicine."

Ruo Cang's tone was extraordinarily gentle, he glanced at Yin Lu's manager, and asked in surprise, "Ning is always your manager now?"

Yin Lu was as happy as a child, holding Ning Hua's arms coquettishly, his expression was bright because Ruo Cang took the initiative to care about his affairs.

"That's right! When I signed with Midas, I found out that the manager was Mr. Ning. I was shocked!"

He smiled and tilted his head, leaning on Ning Hua's shoulder, "But after getting along for a long time, I realized that Ning is always a super good big brother!"

Ning Hua was also quite cooperative, allowing him to swing his arms obediently, "I'm so good, you still call me Mr. Ning instead of Brother Ning, it seems that I haven't done enough."

Yin Lu retorted loudly with a smile, "I respect you! If I call you Brother Ning, I'll have to call you Brother Ning, it's not worth it."

A title can bring out a child-like innocence, as if Yin Lu is a cute little brother who doesn't know much about the world, bullying him and asking him to call him brother will give him a sense of accomplishment.

As a result, Wen Rumin, who was standing next to him, came over and said, "How old is Xiaolu? Let me see if I am your brother or uncle."

"Of course it's Brother Min!" Even if the sea breeze made people narrow their eyes, Yin Lu's smile would not restrain himself, "Brother Min, you are so young, you are not even old enough to be an uncle!"

If Fang Yihan didn't exist, Ruocang might join the team molesting Yin Lu.

But he listened to these people's brother, brother.

For no reason, he recalled the scene where Yin Lu called Fang Yihan.

Yihan, Hanhan, Brother Han, changing back and forth, it seems that Yin Lu and Fang Yihan are as close as brothers.

It has reached the point where you don't need to care about the name taboo.

Yin Lu has the ability to attract people to lively discussions.

Even if they stood along the side of the boat with the scientific expedition team and watched the study members go into the water, no one felt bored.

Just feel relaxed and happy.

But Ou Zhiming couldn't feel relaxed and happy.

Sometimes he stared at the smiling Yin Lu, and sometimes observed the deep-minded Ning Hua, constantly harassing Ruocang in his heart.

——I wanted to ask yesterday, what happened to Ninghua's luck? Why is there a layer of light in the dark and deep luck?

Ruocang watched the air against the wind, and it was not difficult to capture Ninghua's gray and black shade and light golden light.

——That is the light of Buddha.

He and Ning Hua had met once.

When he saw Ning Hua for the first time, he had seen such a not-so-unique light.

Ruo Cang quietly moved back to avoid the strong sea breeze, staring at Ning Hua's luck and giving Ou Zhiming a lecture on the spot.

——Those who believe in Buddhism devoutly will have such a faint Buddha light.

——Ninghua believes in Buddhism, and it is a serious Buddhist belief.

——When we went to Yunxia Temple before, I recognized that those people were believers rather than tourists by relying on such light.

pious?

Ou Zhiming's confusion was accurately conveyed to Ruocang.

——How can a devout Buddhist be so calculating and have a gloomy luck?

Ruo Cang sighed.

——Because they believe that the Buddha can forgive all their mistakes, they believe that the decisions they make are for the justice and kindness of the world, and they believe that karma will not punish them, the devout worshipers of the Buddha.

Ruocang added with a complicated expression.

——I see Johansen's luck, that's it.

With Johansen as a comparison, Ou Zhiming instantly understood Ruocang.

No wonder he disliked Johansen, because the priest was loyal to God, but he also used God to realize his inner conspiracy.

For such a person, pious belief is not as good as mutual benefit.

They believe in Buddhism or gods with a purpose, in order to do whatever they want under the blessing of Buddha and gods, without being condemned by conscience.

After getting the explanation, Ou Zhiming looked at Ning Hua with complicated emotions.

A manager with Buddhist beliefs, and an entertainer with dark luck.

The two weird combinations actually revealed a good match, which made him feel that Midas's accurate casting of the net was not easy.

It's not just a duo, they are directly on Ou Zhiming's strong rejection list.

No matter how many times the film crew walked with the scientific expedition team, he would definitely raise his hand to defend his sovereignty, and obviously and arrogantly took Ruo Cang out of Yin Lu's range of activities.

He thought it was an act to protect Ruo Cang from bad luck.

In the eyes of the crew members, it is no different from being jealous.

Because every time Yin Lu saw Ruo Cang, his eyes lit up with excitement, he was like a little fanboy.

Before he could say a few words to Ruo Cang, Ou Zhiming would find all kinds of excuses to interrupt the conversation.

How can you tell people not to think too much?

The crew saw it and wrote it in the chat group.

"I think Yin Lu is so pitiful. After finally seeing his idol, a big Buddha stood beside him."

"Director Ou is too insecure. I feel that Ruo Cang is not the kind of person who sees things differently, and he still has "Guan Du 2" in his hands. How could Ruo Cang cheat before the filming is over?"

"After all, he is a person from the entertainment industry. Yin Lu is young and obsessed. With so many stars who have a lot of fans, Director Ou doesn't care about it. What if something happens when he turns around."

"Here we come! Here we come! I didn't think Ou Zhiming was such a gentle person before! [Picture]"

A picture breaks the topic of everyone's indifference to Ou Zhiming.

Ou Zhiming lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and patiently tore open the things in his hands. Ruo Cang stood in front of him, obediently waiting for Ou Zhiming to make a move.

The two of them are like a peaceful oil painting, exuding an inescapable warmth and tacit understanding.

The chat group far away on land exploded in an instant.

Someone asked: "What are they doing?"

The person who took the photo on the boat replied: "I'm sticking warm baby!"

Ruo Cang's body was still very cold.

At night, I can still rely on Ou Zhiming's body temperature to maintain normal warmth. During the day, when the wind blows outside the cabin, my fingers and toes become cold again.

So, Ou Zhiming got a few warm babies from the scientific research ship, and stuck Ruocang's shoulders, calves, back and waist all over!

In case Ruo Cang gets cold!

Such a delicate Ruo Cang, such a considerate Ou Zhiming.

Rare in the world.

In the group chat today, tomorrow I will go online, within two days, the group pictures of Ou Zhiming and Ruocang are circulating on the Internet, shaking the spirits of the hamsters who live on land!

"I didn't expect Ou Dao to give my Brother Cang a warm baby in person. I shed tears for this beautiful love!"

"Every time I see Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming standing together, why are they so sweet! Brother, you are going to the scientific expedition team to study, not to show your affection!"

"It's not just for studying. I heard that Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming boarded the boat, bringing a bunch of pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and even wooden swords! Woooooo, I'm in the South China Sea, and I'm in love with you twice!"

There are two revelations on the Internet.

The hamsters got the brand new news of "Guandu 2" following a group of warm baby photos, and their lives felt broadened.

They stay on the Internet all day long, searching for breaking news.

With the continuous efforts of the hamster army, an insider who is keen to use words and photos to reveal the situation of the crew was found.

The Weibo of this insider is full of hamsters holding hands and waiting for their brother/sister to feed Ruo Cang's latest situation.

However, this feeding is poisonous.

This person not only broke the news that Ou Zhiming warmed Ruocang's hands, shielded him from the wind, and whispered to him.

There will also be news that "Yin Lu's conversation with Ruocang was blocked by Ou Huang again today", "Yin Lu's sharing snacks with Ruo Cang was rejected by Ou Huang again today", "Yin Lu's request for calligraphy from Ruo Cang was rejected by Ou Huang again today".

The hamster felt both bitter and sweet.

Did this person intentionally carry private goods to give Yin Lu a sense of presence by taking advantage of my popularity?

Why is it that every time they see being blocked, rejected or rejected, they feel very happy and happy, and they don't feel the sadness and sadness of the whistleblower at all?

Finally, the hamster with a super temper couldn't take it anymore, and complained in the small group by himself.

"Quietly, I don't like Yin Lu being so thick-skinned."

"Although it is said that you will have a chance if you take the initiative, I don't like the tone of the person who broke the news... Ouhuang is right to refuse! Why does he say it as if Ouhuang doesn't understand the heart of a fan?"

"Why does the Emperor Ou want to understand the heart of a fanboy! We, the Emperor Ou, cut things quickly and don't leave opportunities for our rivals!"

"Ahhh, the whistleblower is here again, why is there a marketing account!"

The army of groundhogs howled in the group, and turned their heads to see that the Internet had exploded into fireworks because of the latest news of the whistleblower.

"Hey, today Yin Lu wants to try his role on the deck with Ruocang. In the plot, Hang Shisan hooked up with Fu Yun, but Ouhuang actually did it directly. Yin Lu is not allowed to touch Ruocang? Too Ling I'm disappointed."

In a word, add a picture.

In an instant, all the onlookers were brought into the scene of the crime.

Yin Lu's always smiling face became stunned in surprise, and he clutched his wrist foolishly, as if being hurt by Ou Zhiming.

Looking at Ou Zhiming in front of him again, frowning indifferently, he raised his hand to support Ruo Cang.

And Ruo Cang stared at Yin Lu, as if explaining to Ou Zhiming: This is not the case.

The marketing account has top-notch ability to look at pictures and speak, but within a few minutes, the same news spread all over the Internet and forums:

"Ou Zhiming was jealous and beat Yin Lu because of Ruocang?"

"In "Deeper Deeper Sea", the chaos is even more chaotic. Ruo Cang and Ou Zhi don't get along? Is it because the group favors little angels?"

"Sunshine little angel meets a cruel devil! It's so hard to become an idol fanboy. Yin Lu has worshiped Ruocang for many years, but this is what happened?!"

The outside world is already sensitive to news about Ou Zhiming and Ruocang.

At this time, the prosperous Yin Lu in the 38 coil suddenly became the focus of the masses.

The audience who read the marketing draft were dumbfounded.

What?Ou Zhiming hit someone?Then this Yin Lu is really capable!

As we all know, Ou Huang hates anyone and doesn't need to do anything at all.

The reincarnation of heaven, the sanction of metaphysics, who dares to provoke Ou Zhiming, the next second is likely to cause a cycle of karma, and the person will be gone.

Now, Ou Zhiming is angry at Ai Chongguan, not by metaphysics, but by hands? !

The audience quickly grabbed the hamster, and Ma Jingtao shook it: What's going on? !What is Yin Lu's background? !What did Ruo Cang do to him? !Say it!talk!

Hamster didn't want to talk about it, Hamster didn't even want to talk to this group of fools who would be brainwashed by marketing drafts.

That picture could not prove anything, but because the person who broke the news was filled with righteous indignation, the marketing account followed suit.

The answer is obvious, this is a conspiracy that has been buried for a long time!

The hamster's gaze reveals the vicissitudes of the old fan circle, and the audience seems to be looking silly and sweet.

"Yin Lu arranged for someone to break the news about Ou Zhiming, Ruocang and his situation in the scientific expedition team. He laid the groundwork for so many days just to find out the identity of his victim. It doesn't matter what Ruocang did to him , the important thing is—”

"Ou Zhiming is in love with Nao, bullying him, an honest man who sincerely worships Ruocang!"

No wonder people who broke the news always like to mention Yin Lu, exaggerating his identity as a fan of Yin Lu.

It turned out that I was waiting here!

The audience didn't understand, the audience was stupid and sweet, and the routines were complicated. They were still making circles on the first floor, "Isn't this directly offending Ou Zhiming?"

The old hamster blows smoke rings.

"Don't you understand? The things you broke the news and the marketing account have nothing to do with me, Yin Lu. I am just an innocent fan, innocent and pitiful. When I saw the news, I came to apologize. I am not Please forgive me for that kind of person. Favorability is 100"

At night, the scientific expedition team has all kinds of new nightlife in the living area, but Ou Zhiming and Ruocang have never participated in it.

They locked themselves in the cabin and quietly lit a thuja incense.

Ruo Cang gradually got used to the roughness of the cabin, and he was able to pick up a pen and follow the waves, writing a few scriptures for peace of mind.

"Sure enough, there's news." Ou Zhiming sat on the bed and checked Weibo, staring at those marketing account wildly dancing Yin Lu's innocent persona.

Ruo Cang stopped writing, and looked at him helplessly, "...you want to lure a snake out of its hole, do you have to be so impulsive?"

Ruo Cang was taken aback by Ou Zhiming's sudden attack in the afternoon.

They were studying scientific knowledge on the boat. Ou Zhiming said that he always felt that someone was secretly filming them, but he didn't know whether it was good or bad, so he kept letting it go.

Until today, he and Yin Lu simulated the scene and checked the lines in the script.

As soon as Yin Lu put his hand on Ruo Cang's shoulder according to the director's request, Ou Zhiming immediately came to make trouble and knocked Yin Lu's hand off!

He also taught Yin Lu a lesson, his acting was too bad, so he had to do it all over again.

Although it was just a simulation exercise, it still scared the crew quite a bit.

This is just ordinary physical contact, but Ou Zhiming's aura seems to be eating people.

It made Yin Lu do it again, and he didn't dare to put his hand on Ruo Cang's shoulder.

The behavior of making a fuss out of a molehill really became a hot gossip that night.

Ruo Cang recalled Yin Lu's pale face and helpless apology, and could no longer believe that he was innocent.

The trick was so obvious that Ruocang felt curious.

"He must have known we could tell he did it, so what would he do?"

"Apologize at the door." Ou Zhiming swiped his phone, lying on the bed, and said leisurely, "You can blame Ning Hua, or you can blame the rest of the crew. Anyway, it has nothing to do with him—"

Ou Zhiming laughed happily, "I made the first move."

Ruo Cang could feel Ou Zhiming's happiness when he heard his tone.

It is estimated that this stingy director has endured Yin Lu for a long time.

Every day, I would complain in my heart that Yin Lu had nothing to do to be courteous, his luck was filthy and full of calculations, and he didn't know what bad idea he had.

As the object of being courted by Yin Lu, Ruo Cang also felt uncomfortable.

He already thought that Fang Yihan's affairs were strange, but he could only see Yin Lu's blazing noble luck, which made his emotions even more contradictory.

The ocean journey was bumpy, and Ruo Cang continued to suffer from seasickness.

Even if he wanted to attack Yin Lu, at least he had to wait until he returned to the shore, so as not to cause trouble and get out of hand.

Now, Ou Zhiming obviously didn't want to wait.

Ruo Cang held the pen, dipped it into the inkstone, and said, "If he really apologizes as you said, you can pretend to be touched and ask him about the draft. You can see through his dark luck, You should also be able to see through his lies."

He wrote a pen, waited for the ink to dry, and folded it carefully.

Ruocang sighed, "I won't listen anymore, I have a headache."

Suffering from headaches, Ruo Cang fell asleep according to the routine of the elderly every day.

Although the depressive state of the heart is relieved, the ears are noisy, the emotions are excited, and the sickness and dizziness will occur again.

This state lasted for a long time, and the doctor couldn't tell why.

It can only be regarded as continuous seasickness. It is recommended that Ruocang do a detailed physical examination after landing.

The doctor spoke cryptically, Ruo Cang could tell that the doctor suspected that he was seriously ill.

Ruocang had to sigh, fortunately "The Deeper Sea" was filmed in a green studio, otherwise how could he make a satisfactory movie in such a weak state.

Suddenly, the light ring of the doorbell interrupted his thoughts.

Ou Zhiming turned over and looked into the cat's eyes, and he could see Yin Lu's helpless expression.

As soon as Ou Zhiming waved his hand, Ruocang understood.

He walked over slowly, stuffed the talisman into Ou Zhiming's pocket, and patted it meaningfully.

"Life-saving talisman, be careful."

Don't play it off.