The Taoist priest is beautiful in his prosperous age [entertainment circle]

Excitedly posting the newly taken pictures on Weibo, Yang Yutian turned around and picked up the small satchel, and made an appointment with the little sister to go to a nearby Taoist temple.One is that mountain climbing can exercise the body, and the other is that she was recently sheltered by the patriarch, so she wanted to go to the incense sticks to express her gratitude.

It stands to reason that this talisman comes from Qingya Temple, and Shangxiang should go there too, but who made this small Taoist temple so unknown, there is no such temple at all.

Yang Yutian chases stars all the year round and is good at taking photos and retouching them. In addition, there are many walls, and Weibo has accumulated many fans who are as simple as her and love to look good.

But just today, everyone discovered that she, who claimed to be fraternal in the past, unexpectedly stated that she would only focus on one person in the future, and posted a set of life pictures.

No matter the people in the photos bow their heads when getting off the car, their slender and tall figures, or their handsome profile faces and vivid smiles when looking at the camera, each one is impeccable, and it will instantly attract people when placed in a crowd s eyes.

"The raw picture is so beautiful, I suddenly envy Tian Tian to meet him on the spot!"

"Tian Tian stand up, take more shots, I can't see enough!"

Fans followed her to pay attention to Xie Buning, so when Xie Buning didn't know, because of [Jiang Yue Tiantian]'s publicity, another group of wild little fans came.

Yang Yutian carried her baby luck booster with her wherever she went. Although she didn't have the luck of winning the lottery, the little things in her life did go smoothly, which was enough to make her happy.And once people are happy, they will find that life is smoother and better.

Ding dong——Received the news that it was the fan's Daochang brother who announced that he had won the Wild. The promotion of the M show quota.

Yang Yutian is no stranger to this brand because it is so famous.She forwarded and shared it happily, reminding everyone to remember to watch it, and then continued to climb the mountain happily with her little sister.

Xie Buning got Wild. As soon as the news of the M show's quota came out, Xia Yang smashed a valuable goblet, and suppressed his shortness of breath while facing the night view of Beijing outside the window.

"There are currently several endorsements waiting for you to consider, so why bother to fight for this opportunity." The agent persuaded him perplexedly and helplessly, "Although the Wild show is good, it doesn't matter if you don't show it. Anyway, you have already entered the fashion circle, right? ?"

After being angry for a while, Xia Yang calmed down instead, looked at the flowing river of lights, and said coldly: "If the company wants to praise him, it will come to us sooner or later."

The manager laughed: "You take him too seriously, but he is a newcomer who has no works and hasn't debuted yet, so he can't be called a threat."

"No, he's different after this show."

"Even if he walks well, so what? It's just a momentary discussion and enthusiasm, how hot it can be." The manager couldn't understand, where did he have a sense of crisis, "You have worked hard in the circle for so many years, you should have I know that many people are just short-lived..."

"You go back first, I want to be alone for a while." Staring at the glass shards under his feet, Xia Yang's eyes reflected the sharp cold light of the shards.

You are right, it is precisely because he has worked so hard for so many years and finally climbed to his current position that he is not allowed to be easily destroyed by others.

Staying alone in the living room, he picked up the phone and dialed the number again.

"I underestimated him last time." Xia Yang leaned against the glass window, staring at a certain place in the darkness, "I can't let him go on stage, what can you do?"

It doesn't matter if he gets the quota, anyway, as long as he can't show his face, he still can't get ahead.

"Hehe..." The voice on the other end of the phone was gloomy and hoarse, "Have you got what I want?"

Xia Yang frowned: "He is very vigilant, I can't get blood, I only collected some hair."

"Send it to the old place."

In response, Xia Yang thought about it for a while and said, "He seems to know metaphysics too. Be careful, don't leave any excuses to expose me."

He failed the first two shots because he was careless.That person is more difficult than the previous ones, he needs to investigate carefully before planning.

There was another hoarse laughter from the other end: "Don't you still have a kid..."

Xia Yang looked at the corner in the darkness again, his palm was a little cold, and he took a deep breath: "I don't want to use it. How sure are you?"

The voice said: "You are restrained by him in your fate, of course it is not so easy to win. As long as he is there, the luck you stole from the kid will disappear, your career will continue to decline, and you will never recover."

"So, even if you don't win this time, you will definitely not be able to back down."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yang gripped the phone tightly.When he thought that everything he had now would disappear, he felt chills all over his body, and his eyes became sharper.

The dim desk lamp in the living room flickered twice, a cool wind swept over him, and then, a small black handprint appeared on the glass window.

A small, jet-black figure that was less than the height of his knees walked towards him step by step, leaning on the window.

The kid's pupils were also pitch black, with no whites visible.It stared straight at him with those eyes, and opened its red mouth...

"Mother."

The little ghost stretched out his thin and withered hands like claws, trying to hug his legs.Xia Yang's throat rolled, and he couldn't help but back away.

The kid grinned and called him: "Mom, why don't you hug me..."

Xia Yang was stiff all over, and finally broke down and shouted: "I'm not your mother!"

The little ghost's slender claws grabbed his pants and let out a sharp laugh: "Mom, you are my mother, come and play with me."

"Don't!" Xia Yang was pulled towards a pile of airplane toys, although his expression was in a trance, he still muttered struggling, "Don't be a male mother..."

……

As soon as Yaxi's show begins, the devilish days of filming during the day and training at night have finally come to a halt. Chen Wei confessed to take a good rest in the last two days and maintain her best condition.

Xie Buning went to bed early and fell asleep, but he didn't sleep soundly tonight. In his dream, he drifted away, as if he was being grasped by a hand, and he was quickly retreating in the darkness.

In the dream, there was also the echo of jingling bells, as if someone was ringing a bell in his ear, making him drowsy.

It wasn't until Xie Buning was tied to a straw man with several black ropes that he suddenly became sober.It wasn't a dream at all, it was because someone had done something to him and captured his soul.

The black rope got tighter and tighter, and his hands and feet were tied to the straw man in big characters, unable to move.

Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists and struggling, Xie Buning looked around vigilantly, only to see himself on a high platform similar to an altar, except for the straw man who bound him, the surrounding was filled with cold black mist, and he couldn't see anything.

Who is trying to harm him?

Having dealt with ghosts and ghosts for many years, Xie Buning knows that this is definitely not a method of ghosts, there is only one possibility, he is being targeted by evil mages.

Before he could think about it, a giant black shadow that was deeper than darkness suddenly appeared in the sky.

He was tied to the altar like a mustard, and the black shadow was so huge that it almost covered the entire sky, holding a bloody knife and slamming it down on his head.

There was a bloody smell in the wind, whistling on his face.The opponent's move was a fatal move, Xie Buning's face turned serious, and he cursed at the speed of the knife's fall: "Golden light appears quickly, protect the real person!"

Fortunately, he has been working hard recently, and the patriarch is very manifest.

There was a golden light on his body, and the black rope binding his wrists was like hair that had been roasted by fire, exuding a burnt smell, shrinking and rolling twistedly.Xie Buning struggled hard, wiped the light from the tip of the knife and rolled down the altar, falling into a pile of ashes.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shaking off the ashes all over his face, he coughed and got up and fled.But within a few steps, the footprints on the gray exposed him completely.

This time the giant black shadow abandoned the knife, lit a piece of talisman and threw it down.

Ordinary talisman papers are not big, but in the eyes of Xie Buning, who has been enchanted by evil spells, it is like a ball of flames covering the sky and covering the sun, as if the whole sky was ignited and collapsed towards the ground.

No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't escape the scope of the collapse of the sky for a while.

Depend on.

The fire was reflected in the black pupils, Xie Buning frowned and cursed secretly.Instead of fleeing, he stood where he was, with his eyebrows raised heroically, his expression resolute.

"Compared with Lao Tzu's speed, you are far behind!"

He pointed his middle finger to the sky in a flamboyant and ferocious way, Xie Buning quickly formed seals with his hands, and at the same time, he also quickly recited the soul-returning spell——

He bet that the other party couldn't get his birthday horoscope and couldn't trap him.

The hunting fire rushed towards him with a heat wave, and one second before the flames almost hit his face, Xie Buning disappeared into the ash tray.

With a bang, the straw figure on the altar collapsed, and a few dry hairs fell from the straw figure.

The figure sitting at the front of the altar slapped the table angrily, and waved an imp in the corner unwillingly: "Go!"

Xie Buning escaped from the altar of the mysterious man, his figure returned to normal, and he quickly swept towards his body in the night wind.

Suddenly his feet sank, and several thin and pointed things hugged his legs. For a moment, he had the illusion of being held by bird claws.

Looking down, it was a ghost boy in black and white, with a scarlet mouth grinning and his head raised from bottom to top.

What the fuck? !

Xie Buning was forced to stop, he had never seen such a miserable ghost.Thinking of the kid hugging his leg, goosebumps stood up on his back, and he immediately slapped him.

"Wow!"

The Golden Light Curse on his body was still working, this slap hit the kid's face, and he slapped it out at that time.

There was a fiery red slap mark on the coal-black face of the little devil, and he didn't dare to go forward anymore, crying "Mom, mom" and ran away...

"..."

Raising his hand to see the slap, Xie Buning felt awkward for a moment.It's like he's bullying a child...

Fortunately, no one saw it at night.

Looking around, he felt strangely familiar, layers of courtyards, a huge courtyard garden... Even though he had only been here once, he finally recognized it by the moonlight, this was the Si family.

Xiao Si... now the young master who should be called the Si family is also here.

Speaking of which, I still don't know what his real name is.

Cursing his lips, Xie Buning felt mixed feelings when he thought of him waking up for many days and also thanking himself.The previous embarrassment was almost forgotten, replaced by a faint relief.

It is true that the days when Xiao Si was with him were very happy, but he doesn't want to have anything to do with the person who left his soul, so he can understand...

shit!

Not to mention the grace of saving lives, at least after being a roommate for so long, Xie Buning has already regarded him as a friend... All in all, he is such a special person.

On the other hand, Xiao Si, after returning to Si's house, he completely forgot about him, and he didn't even become a friend.Xie Buning only regrets that he didn't remind him thousands of times at the beginning, don't forget each other even if you are rich!

He didn't want to come to Si's house before, because he wanted to wait for the embarrassment to pass first, or because he was afraid that others would think he hugged his thigh... But, Xiao Si has such a thick thigh, so what's wrong with giving him a hug.

It's not shameful to hug the thigh, he hugs the patriarch's thigh every day, how fragrant!

Realizing that he had suffered a big loss, Xie Buning took back his step.Turning in the direction, relying on others not being able to see, relying on memory, I drifted all the way to that small courtyard.

The courtyard is very quiet at night, there are no insects in winter, but the moonlight shines down, and the ginkgo leaves on the ground are like falling snow, deserted and clear, just like that person.

After passing through the door, after many days, I saw Xiao Si again... A feeling of "finally" suddenly rose in his heart.

On the bed in front of him was Xiao Si's real body, Xie Buning approached his bedside, and could feel the temperature from his body when he stretched out his hand.

He didn't find it very strange, Xiao Si's sleeping position was exactly the same as when they slept together before, and he still kept the habit of lying on his back with his teeth knocked that Xie Buning taught him.

"Hey……"

Xie Buning poked his chest, propped his chin and looked at his face.With deep eye sockets and a straight bridge of nose, it's rare to have such a delicate man's face, but it's not to be offended.

Of course, with a human body and a soul, Xie Buning couldn't wake him up.

The corner of his mouth curled, and he suddenly thought of a way... to fall into a dream.

……

In Si Jue Yu's chaotic dream, suddenly there was another person.

With the arrival of the youth, the blurry surroundings gradually became clear, changing from a white mist to a small courtyard outside the room.

Looking at the person standing under the tree, the ginkgo leaves fell on his shoulders, like a piece of snow.Si Jueyu stood under the eaves, watching him quietly.

Xie Buning looked around, almost thinking that he had failed to fall asleep.Being watched silently by Xiao Si, he kicked the leaves, knowing that if he didn't speak first, this guy could stand against him all night...

"Hey, I just stopped by to see you." Xie Buning grabbed a piece of ginkgo and rubbed it with his fingertips.

Si Jueyu was wondering, that person...felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it.He knew he was dreaming, but he didn't understand why he was dreaming of this strange conversation.

After being silent for a while, he said, "...Thank you?"

"..."

Xie Buning was speechless for a moment, still a little dazed and in disbelief: "Just thank you? Don't you have anything to say to me?"

His eyes are round and cute.Si Jueyu watched silently, the word came to his mind, so he lowered his eyes.

"you are very cute."

That unfinished painting seems to have a face all of a sudden.

What the hell?Xie Buning opened his mouth wide, whether this is the Xiao Si he knew.

My God, did something go wrong on the way back to the soul, and people became stupid?

"Wait..." He was very messy, and Pei Baiyang didn't say that there was something wrong with the person waking up, but the current situation made him at a loss.

cute?This, is this what Xiao Si said?Or brag about yourself?

It was the first time for Xie Buning to enter someone else's dream, and he didn't know that the contrast in his dream was so great, and the words he said made people blush...Forcibly calmly said, "I, I will come to do after-sales service tomorrow. "

Xie Buning was about to leave when someone grabbed his wrist.He froze for a moment, raised his hand at a loss, and saw Xiao Si standing beside him in a moon-white gown, his slender fingers clasping him tightly.

The eye feathers moved slightly, and the man raised his light eyes to look at him: "Don't go."

Si Jueyu engraved every trace of astonishment and ignorance on the other person's face into his eyes, frowned lightly, and asked the doubt in his heart: "Who are you?"

……

In the early morning, the frost from last night melted, and a gust of cold air broke into the room as the door opened.

Pei Baiyang saw that his cousin was in a daze again in the tea room.For some reason, after his cousin woke up, everything else was fine, except that he was often lost in trance.

As the person who has had the most contact with him recently, Pei Baiyang was the first to find out, followed by his grandfather.

Grandpa was afraid that the matter of leaving the soul would have a bad effect on cousin, so he specially asked him to come over and talk to cousin more.

"Did cousin not sleep well last night?" Seeing that his eyes were slightly blue, Pei Baiyang asked concerned.

Si Jueyu was flipping through a book, but his eyes didn't fall on the words, he came back to his senses and didn't answer.

Usually this means that he doesn't want to care about people. Pei Baiyang has long since accepted the strangeness, and started to find a topic by himself: "By the way, you haven't gone out for a long time. Didn't you go to the company last time? There is a fashion show tomorrow, do you want to come together?" to see?"

He used to be a cold and cold male god, but he was only a chatterbox in front of his cousin, and he chatted while pouring tea for himself: "Ah, I'm going to cheer on my friends, just as I told you last time, help cousin wake up The friend who came over. Although he is an actor, but his job is a Taoist priest haha..."

"Don't go."

Si Jueyu closed the book, ignored his noise, and focused his eyes on the easel.

His refusal was expected, and Pei Baiyang didn't care. He held the teacup to his mouth, noticed the painting, and immediately gave a "ah".

"Did you draw the eyes?"

Si Jueyu recalled waking up in the morning and getting out of bed to complete the painting.He seemed to have had a dream last night, in which a young man appeared, but when he finished drawing the most impressive pair of warm eyes, the memory of the dream was hazy, and he could no longer write.

After sitting quietly with a pen for a long time, he did not destroy the face in the painting after all.

The more Pei Baiyang looked at it, the more familiar he looked: "Who did you find as a model? Look at the eyes, they look a lot like my friend... Hey? It really looks more and more like him. If you haven't met him before, I thought you were The painting is Teacher Xie."

"Mr. Xie is my friend who walked the fashion show. He asked me about you last time—"

"Invitation letter." Si Jue Yu interrupted him.

Pei Baiyang held the cup stupidly: "Huh?"

Si Jueyu raised his eyelids and repeated: "Give me the invitation letter."