The belated iceberg attack [entertainment circle] GL

After more than ten years, Qian Fang still can't remember what he said in the year when he first met Qian Zhen.

Some people in this world choose to be a ghost master or a businessman, and they will have their own considerations, just like when many people bring their children to find the master, when they anxiously confided that the child often cries, the master gave a The answer, the parents were shocked, they could only turn around and ask their children: "Is it okay to be a ghost master in this life?"

The child nods or shakes his head ignorantly, and it decides the rest of his life.

But if you ask Qian Fang why he chooses this answer, if he can answer, he will probably just say that he has no choice.

When he was 13 years old, his master took him back to the teacher's school. Unlike those children with parents, when he was brought back that day, the cold-blooded woman only asked, "Will you come with me?"

At that time, he was being chased by the ghost behind him to a point where he had nowhere to retreat. One second before, his heart was almost gouged out by that hideous ugly guy, and the next second the plainly dressed woman was holding a wooden handle. The sword, a sword raised, cut the dead ghost into two pieces, and the evil ghost form condensed by the soul shattered in an instant, dissipating invisible.

It's this kind of situation where either you die or I live.

Qian Fang grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes and followed her for 17 years, until he was [-] years old. The woman who had been his teacher for many years stretched out her withered hands and grabbed the corner of his clothes, asking: "You kill me?" How many ghosts?"

Qian Fang looked at the man who cut his pulse with the ghost-slaying sword with compassion, and said softly, "Not as much as you."

The master's eyes were open, and with force on his hands, he said with his last breath, "Remember, all ghosts deserve to die!"

Qian Fang said: "I remember, you go."

After she died, she turned into a fierce ghost, and Qian Fang rescued her.

Qian's attitude towards ghosts has always been gentle, but this year's leader is different.Qian Fang's master is ruthless and ruthless, and it is the same when leading him as an apprentice.She took in her first apprentice, she had no teaching experience, it was common to beat and scold at every turn, Qian Fang was used to it, and didn't care.

I have been in the Jiangguishi's school for a year, although I am often scolded, but I have less worrying days, which is not bad.

He remembers many details, for example, he remembers the characteristics of each ghost that Master killed, the name of the ghost, a blood stain on the corner of Master's clothes that has been old for many years, and the completion process of every task that Master entrusted to him. I remember the first time I killed a ghost, the way the soul was shattered and scattered in the wind...

He remembered so much, but he couldn't remember what the master said when he led the girl with soft curly hair on her forehead and amber eyes like glass to walk over.

Anyway, no matter what he said, Qian Zhen seemed to dislike him since that day.

With a cautious heart, Qian Fang would pass by her window from time to time, and occasionally poked out the head of a stunned boy, and asked the little girl in the room who was studying hard: "Is there anything you don't understand?"

The girls in the room were obviously taken aback by the sudden poking head, not only smiled, but shook their heads and smiled: "No, thank you brother."

Knowing that she doesn't like to be close to him, knowing that what she said can't be just perfunctory, but that kind of tenderness penetrates into the bone marrow, breaking into the dream every night, as if the body is accidentally entangled by growing vines, and it is difficult to get rid of for a while.

This kind of childish love lasted for about five or six years. From teenagers to young adults, one stood far away, the other watched secretly, the other didn't know, and the other didn't say anything.

The beginning of this embarrassing change probably started when the master brought the girl back from the underworld.As the oldest disciple in the clan, Qian Fang was busy with trivial matters that his master didn't want to take care of, and he was completely uninterested in that animal that might not be able to save even kalpas.

He has invited many gods, met many gods with outstanding abilities, and has dealt with large and small matters in the clan. He knows that this kind of little guy is obviously not favored by the elders of the god clan in the underworld. If you send it to the human world, if you fail and lose your life, you will bring it back in a disheartened manner. To put it bluntly, don't throw your face in the underworld to embarrass others.

The guy was brought in front of Qian Zhen.

Something is starting to be different.

The woman's gentle words seemed to have a mouth to pour out, and she hugged the kitten and talked every day, and if the time was longer, she coaxed the kitten into a human form to play with her, Qian Fang looked at it from a distance, Seeing Qian Zhen standing next to a shivering little guy, and the gentle girl's face also had a strange radiance.

Looking at it from a distance, I feel a little happy and a little sad in my heart.

During that time, the master entrusted him to take care of all the affairs of the clan, and he, who had just passed the adulthood, was so busy that it seemed that the whole world was on his shoulders.At that time, he began to understand what a contest between people's hearts is, and he learned to use various means to solve difficult problems when he was alone and helpless.At that time, his thought was very simple, nothing more than revitalizing this declining sect, so that the girl he secretly admired would no longer have to be looked down upon by others, and let all the hardships he had suffered be far away from her.

At that time, he began to know that the two largest sects today, Qian's foundation is weak, and there are few disciples. With the business, after it was handed over to Qian's family, the Zhang family used their monopoly advantage to forcefully suppress it, making the whole case not go smoothly.

The apparent harmony between the two is actually nothing more than a fragile layer of paper.

Later, Qianluo came.

Qian Fang almost hated this overly sensitive child by nature.

From the first day she entered the teacher's school, the master liked to take her to complete tasks. This child ran outside with the master since he was a child. He didn't learn the etiquette and morality of the family. What annoyed him most was—

Zhang Qingyue walked up to him wearing the white clothes with golden silk embroidered patterns that Zhang family was used to, and asked him with a sneer in the usual words of Zhang family: "Are all of you people in the Qian family so uneducated?"

She was followed by a little girl with a red face, who was squatting on the ground with her head buried, and occasionally raised her head to look at her, her eyes were full of the kind of pride that the Zhang family was used to.

Halfway through the business negotiation, the initiative was in the hands of the Zhang family, so Qian Fang could only smile apologetically: "What does Miss Zhang mean?"

Zhang Qingyue sneered: "It's fine that your master snatched a ghost from me, and the little bastard he brought with him is even swaying. Is this how your master teaches disciples?"

Qian Fang's face turned cold: "Miss Zhang, please respect yourself."

Zhang Qingyue glanced at her sister who was squatting on the ground holding her head and said in a low voice, "Wei'er, go play by yourself."

Zhang Youwei tilted her head in confusion: "Aren't we going to meet that girl?"

Zhang Qingyue raised her eyebrows: "I said, you go out."

Zhang Youwei squatted on the ground stubbornly: "Aren't we going to find her?"

Zhang Qingyue repeated: "Go out."

Qian Fang frowned.

The little girl who had been squatting on the ground went out, and before leaving, she reluctantly opened the door and asked, "Are you really not going to find her?"

Zhang Qingyue ordered: "Go out."

The door is closed.

Qian Fang looked at the domineering woman in front of him, settled his mind, and asked, "What exactly does Miss Zhang want?"

Zhang Qingyue laughed, then opened the chair in front of her and sat down, said with a smile, "I want her hand."

Qian Fang froze, and smiled apologetically, "Junior Sister is ignorant and has caused trouble to Ms. Zhang. I apologize here."

Zhang Qingyue raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Apologize? Qian Fang, you don't really think that I came to you for such a trivial matter, do you? I am the future heir of the Zhang family. Go down and ask me first."

Qian Fang still had a stiff smile on his face: "I know."

Zhang Qingyue sneered: "That master of yours is ignorant, and neither are you? You are the heir of the Qian family, right? Why don't you give me a good idea early on about what your clan will develop in the future?"

The smile on Qian Fang's face finally disappeared, and finally he uttered a simple syllable: "Yes."

I understand.

The Zhang family pressed on every step of the way, wanting to show Qian Shi a gesture of bowing his head.

A junior who is not qualified to succeed, now puts on such an arrogant posture in front of him and tells him, I want a hand from your junior sister.Qian Fang doesn't care about this junior sister, he doesn't care whether he lives or dies, but he cares about Qian Shi, he knows the final fate of every sect that opposes Zhang's family.

Qian Fang asked, "Which one do you want?"

Zhang Qingyue smiled charmingly: "That little genius is right-handed, right? She touches my sister with her right hand, right? Then the right hand."

Qian Fang said: "Okay, before that, Qian's suggestion to the Zhang family..."

Zhang Qingyue smiled even more charmingly: "Then we all agree. I see that the relationship between you and the head of the sect has become much closer recently, but Qian Fang, a dog must be loyal, and it will fall out of favor. You You'd better do your job well and don't bother me. I'm the future heir of the Zhang family."

Qian Fang said: "Yes, I remember."

He bowed slightly to the arrogant woman and walked outside.

Behind the open door is a bit harsh sunlight.

At that moment, Qian Fang knew clearly that the bow he just made was for Zhang Qingyue sincerely.At that time, it was three months in advance to make up for the regret that I could not attend her funeral.