The Evil World of Five Turbidities [Double Life]

The eve of the half-year deadline.

"Tomorrow's." Chi Weirong handed the script to Xu Hua, "I have drawn out all the real events related to the previous life." This is the last script he wrote, and there is no need to act it again whether it is successful or not.

"Okay, let me take a look." Xu Xuan took it over, he didn't know that this was the last script, so he just opened the script to study the plot as before, "You said before, tomorrow is a very important play, right?"

"Well, it's very important." Chi Weirong wrote lightly.

"What's the key plot?" Xu Xu asked while flipping through the script.

"Actually..." Chi Weirong took a sip of water from his cup calmly, "There is no crucial plot."

Indeed, what Chi Weirong added to the script were ordinary daily routines. He also understood that if he had his first bout of demonic energy at the foot of the mountain, Fang Xurui was wrongly killed, and he chose after the battle with the demons in the script. Returning to a scene like Xuxu might stimulate him to restore his memory more easily, but he couldn't bear it, he didn't want Xuxu to experience such pain again, even if it was just acting, if in the end he couldn't recall all the past life It may be God's protection against falsehood, and I am willing to work with heaven and earth to protect him from danger in this life.

Xuxu raised his head from the script, glanced at him, and asked, "Then what do you mean by important?"

"I mean..." Chi Weirong stood up, turned and walked towards the kitchen, "For an actor, every scene is very important."

"That's true." Xu Xuan looked at his back, "But I always feel that what you said is not what you mean."

"What else can I mean." Chi Weirong lowered his starry eyes, the starlight was dim and tinged with sadness, but he let out a low laugh, "You have such a big brain, otherwise you will write the next script?" Chi Weirong held it When the fruit came out of the kitchen, his complexion was normal.

"It's not impossible." Xuxu poked a piece of fruit and put it in his mouth, "Maybe a blind cat will encounter a dead mouse, I'll make arrangements for it." Xuxu smiled, and continued to read the script with his head down, "You just My phone vibrated, check it quickly."

"Yeah." Chi Weirong took the phone and unlocked it. It was a message from Xia Mange.

Xia Mange: [According to your previous calculations, tomorrow is the last day of the half-year period. The exact time is around three o'clock in the afternoon. There is no time. Wei Rong, can you really be cruel? 〕

Holding the phone, Chi Weirong raised his eyes and glanced quietly at Xuxu, then got up and walked towards his room, and said lightly as he walked: "I'm going back to my room to deal with some company matters, you watch first."

Xuxu didn't raise his head and said: "Okay."

The moment Chi Weirong closed the door, he put down the script with a serious expression.

Absolutely not.

Xuxu stared at the door of his room and thought, tomorrow must be important, but the reason must not be as light as Chi Weirong said.

He just flipped through the script, and there is really no key plot, it is still the same as before, just some ordinary daily life, which means that the important point is not in the script. From this point of view, it is either related to the day, or Something to do with the other person himself, maybe... both?Could it be that there is some important day about him?

Chi Weirong didn't turn on the lights after returning to the room, and leaned on the sofa to listen to the movement outside the door for a while before taking out his mobile phone to reply to the message.

Chi Weirong: [I can't do it, it's not there yet, there is still hope. 〕

Xia Mange: [Do you really think there is hope?Chi Weirong?If you think there is still hope, then what did the lawyer you came back to find by dealing with the company's affairs do?Our company has such a large team of lawyers that is not enough for you?Don't think I can't guess, you're looking for that lawyer to set up... that... your office is clean as if it's ready for its next owner, what do you want to do?Um?If you really think there is hope, why are you doing this? 〕

Chi Weirong: [Be prepared. 〕

Xia Mange: [You fart!When you went to Hualin this time, you already made a plan not to come back again, right?Have you ever thought that if you...he suddenly recovers his memory later, it will only be more painful, why don't you be cruel first, try again, tell him the most important things, restore memory, it may indeed be a little painful , but it will be fine after a while, the pain will pass after a while, if you look at him, nothing will happen!You can't bear to see him suffer even more in the future, can you? 〕

Of course he doesn't want to suffer even more after seeing the emptiness, but...

Chi Weirong: [I don't even want to see him in pain now, and those things can't be described simply as "pain". I just pray that God can protect him to the end. If tomorrow is the deadline, he still wants to If he can't get up, let him never think about it. 〕

Xia Mange: [You! ! ! 〕

Chi Weirong: [Mange, if everything is determined, Ruihai Group will trouble you in the future. 〕

Xia Mange: [I don't!Don't think about it!Your company manages itself!I also followed my parents to Xianyun Yehe!If you... then Ruihai Group will be finished!It's over, do you hear me? ! 〕

Chi Weirong: [I heard it. 〕

Xia Mange: [……………………………]

Xia Mange: [Chi Weirong, I'm afraid I'll be pissed off by you first! ! ! 〕

When Chi Weirong was sending messages to Xia Mange, Xuxuan was not idle. He had a strong premonition that he had to restore all his memories as soon as possible, otherwise something extremely bad would happen.

He also went back to the room, took out the props "All" and rubbed them back and forth. This was originally a personal weapon made by himself. In the world of cultivation, it should be inseparable from the body. It is something he is familiar with and can even communicate with the soul of the sword spirit. Things, but it may be like what Chi Weirong said, after all, it is an imitation, and there is no spiritual blessing, so even though he has studied every pattern on the sword, he didn't think of anything.

He pulled out the sword with a "chuckle", revealing the word "Everything". This sword is an imitation, and the material and texture are not exactly the same as the real one. If there is something exactly the same, it is these two words , He recognizes these two characters and has written them many times. He can read and write, but he doesn't recall anything from it. The recognition of characters is more like an innate perception.

He sighed and put down his sword, and took out a book, which contained all the real events in the previous scripts about the previous life. He had read this book countless times, but still no paragraph of text opened the floodgate of his memory. Look at it, it's just ordinary text.

He flipped through the pages again, and he had already memorized the contents inside, so he flipped through faster. The paper of this book was relatively hard. When he turned a certain page, he didn't pay attention for a while, and his right hand was scratched when he tore it.

"Hiss!" He was impatient, and he turned the pages violently. The cut was a bit deep, and the blood immediately gushed out. He got up and bent down to reach the table with his left hand for a tissue. Just when he touched the tissue, there was a drop of blood on his right hand. It just happened to drop on the word "Jianju" on the body of the prop sword, and the word "Jianju" flashed golden light silently for a moment.

Xuxu was stunned for a moment, he caught a glimpse of the golden light from the corner of his eye, and when he looked at it again, the sword had returned to normal, and he sat down again in a daze, and followed the "all the way" with his cut hand and blood in a strange way. The word "all" is traced according to the strokes.

The moment the last stroke is over, the sharp pain suddenly strikes!At the same time, the two words suddenly released a huge suction force, sucking Xu Xu's right hand tightly against the words, as if there was a huge pulling force on the other side to pull him into the sword body.

"Oh!" He snorted, trying to tear his hand away from the sword, but under the strong pull and struggle, his hand was cut a few times by the sharp blade, and the sword was stuck so tightly that he felt vainly. The meat is sinking into the words!

There was a heart-rending pain in the palm of his hand, brain and heart at the same time. He couldn't get rid of the sword. In the severe pain, he tried his best to support the table and stood up. Then he swung his right hand violently, trying to shake off the sword stuck to his hand , but the sword was already heavy, and it was still exerting a huge attraction at this moment. Under the intense pain, he was temporarily unable to match this strength, and when he threw it, he also fell heavily to the ground.

bang——

"Ugh!!"

Xu Xu screamed, and the moment his right hand slammed into the ground, the sword finally peeled off and slid out of his hand.

Chi Weirong raised his eyes in surprise, threw away his phone and rushed out. He ran straight to the false room and pushed the door, but the door was locked!

"Void! What's wrong!" Chi Weirong slammed on the door, but there was only false screams coming from the door.

Chi Weirong took a few steps back, raised his foot and kicked violently, and the door was kicked open with a "bang"!

"False!" As soon as Chi Weirong entered the door, he saw a trembling man curled up on the ground, blood all over the ground, and a prop sword rolled aside.

Although Xuxu threw the sword away, his pain didn't decrease at all, and it even aggravated a little bit. Accompanied by the severe pain, there were also some blurred images.

"Where is the injury?!" Chi Weirong went over to pick up the person and leaned against the wall, and then began to look for the wound.

"Uh... Pain... No... Don't..." Xu Xu muttered to himself as if he couldn't hear it, as if he was caught in a certain situation and couldn't extricate himself.

Chi Weirong quickly searched Xuxu's body, and immediately found the right hand with the most blood. He grabbed it and looked, and it was still bleeding out!

He hurriedly got up, grabbed a tissue, took a handful back and stuffed it into Xuxu's right hand, but his hand was clenched so tightly that Chi Weirong couldn't get it open.

"False! Relax!" Chi Weirong said while continuing to squeeze his fist hard, "Open your hands!"

"No..." Xuxu's fist tightened even more, his eyes were full of terror, his head shook, and his body shook even more violently, "I'm not..." He couldn't sit still anymore, "I'm not a demon!" With a groan, he fell straight to the ground.

Chi Weirong caught him and pulled him into his arms. The words he yelled vainly pierced his heart like a sharp knife, and the pain made his liver and gallbladder burst.

"You're not!" He hugged Xuxu tightly and rubbed his hair, "I know! You're not!"

"I didn't kill...it wasn't me! It wasn't me!" Xu Xu cried out, "It wasn't me!"

"No! I know it all! I know it all..." The knife penetrated another inch, and Chi Weirong even started to breathe, "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid...I'm here...I'm here..."

"Go home..." Xuxu burst into tears, mournfully and aggrievedly crying in Chi Weirong's arms, "Take me home..."

"Okay!" Chi Weirong hugged him even tighter, "I'll take you home, don't think about it! We don't want to think about anything!" Chi Weirong kissed his hair, "Be good, vain, be good, we will be able to back home."

"Uh...it hurts...it hurts so much!" Xuxu suddenly struggled violently, "Let me go back! Let me go back! I don't want to hurt anymore! It really hurts...it won't hurt soon...it won't hurt Already! Let me go! Let me go!"

"No!" Chi Weirong desperately held him down, letting him beat him with waving hands, but he refused to let him go, "Don't let him go! Don't even think about it! Don't even think about it forever! If I catch you this time, I won't let you go again!" let you go!"

"Why! What did I do wrong!" Xuxu shouted hoarsely, "It's not like this! It shouldn't be like this! What did I do wrong!"

"Listen to me! Falseness!" Chi Weirong hugged him hard, and his voice softened as much as possible, "Listen to me...you are not wrong, never have been, don't blame you, no one blames you, and don't blame yourself ,Okay?"

"No... no... don't... no..." Under Chi Weirong's tight hug and warm voice, Xuxu calmed down a little, but he still seemed to be immersed in his own world and muttering to himself.

Seeing that he had stabilized a little, Chi Weirong relaxed a little, hugged him in his arms, and gently stroked his back.

"I'll be with you." Chi Weirong whispered softly into his ear, "Don't go back, don't go, don't go anywhere, let's go home, shall we?"

The emptiness was a little more stable, he fell softly into Chi Weirong's arms and took a breath, his black eyes were half closed on his pale face, his forehead hair soaked in cold sweat was half hanging between his eyebrows and eyes, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

"Yes...I can't...go..." He gasped for breath, "My...hyacinth..." His voice became weaker and darker, and his black eyes gradually closed, "I haven't... finished... ..." He went limp all over, closed his eyes and completely lost consciousness.

Chi Weirong breathed tremblingly, closed his eyes and sighed deeply, then gently supported him against the wall, then quickly found a medicine box to bandage his wound, after treating the wound, he carried him to the bed, and He carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Half an hour later, Chi Weirong had already cleaned up the room, and was sitting beside the false bed flipping through his notebook that recorded the real events of his previous life.

After turning over the last page, he gently placed the book on the bedside table.

"Disobedient." He stroked Xuxu's hair with one hand, and sighed, "How can I rest assured?"

Perhaps, I shouldn't have invited him to that meal in the first place.

"I really want to..." Chi Weirong gently traced the false eyebrows with his hand, "Look at the hyacinths you have finished."

Chi Weirong closed his eyes and kneaded the center of his brows wearily. Maybe he could remember all the things he said just now if he continued to stimulate him, but until now, Chi Weirong still didn't want him to suffer.

"Tomorrow..." Xu Hua suddenly murmured, Chi Weirong immediately raised his eyes to look over, his eyes narrowed with difficulty, "As usual...shooting."

"No need." Chi Weirong stroked his hair and said with a soft smile, "have a good rest."

"No." Xuxu shook his head weakly and stubbornly, "Didn't you say...it's important..."

"It's just an ordinary scene. We'll shoot again after you recuperate."

"It's...tomorrow." Xu Wang looked at him earnestly, "Please..."

Chi Weirong lowered his eyes and sighed, before raising his head again after a long while.

"Good," he said.

After hearing Chi Weirong's affirmative answer, Xu Xu closed his eyes again.From what he said just now, he should still not have recovered his memory.

Fortunately, he was the one who remembered first, Chi Weirong thought, if emptiness cannot be the complete him, then let him be the complete him in this world.

Chi Weirong gently pushed the door open and went to the living room, took out his mobile phone and called the director.

"Director, I'm sorry, the script will be changed tomorrow, I'll send it to you when I finish it."

He moved the computer from his own room to the virtual room, and watched over him while revising the script. With the blessing of six cups of coffee, he wrote until five in the morning, before he crawled on the table and squinted for a while.

The next day, he felt extremely refreshed, without any drowsiness, as if all the energy he had lost some time ago had been regained for the first time, but he understood that this was not a good thing, perhaps it was the last mercy of God.

Like, back to back.

Xuxu was affected by what happened the day before. He yawned non-stop early in the morning, and his hand was still hurting. Since the wound was deep, even pulling it a little would make him frown in pain.Of course, he didn't let Chi Weirong see all this. He was afraid that if he showed any discomfort, Chi Weirong would change his mind, but his premonition told him that today's play must not stop.

"A very happy and perfect ending." The director flipped through the script and said to Chi Weirong, "Boss Chi, are you sure you want to shoot according to this script today?"

"Yes." Chi Weirong replied.

"Mr. Chi, with all due respect, this script has nothing to do with the previous plot. It always feels... as if he is going to be forced."

Chi Weirong smiled, looked at the vanity who was preparing in the distance, and said, "Then force him."

"Also..." the director frowned, "This... looks like the last scene, the deadline for our cooperation should not be up yet?"

"Regardless of whether the filming will continue or not, I will pay the fee according to the previously negotiated deadline."

"Boss Chi, that's not what I meant..."

"I know." Chi Weirong said, "That's what I mean."

"Boss Chi." Xu Hua ran over from a distance and asked, "I was busy putting on makeup just now, and I haven't had time to ask you, why did you suddenly change the script?"

"It's nothing." Chi Weirong walked towards the location where the filming was about to take place with delusion, "The finale was filmed in advance."

"That's why you said today is important? You originally wanted to film the ending today?"

Chi Weirong smiled and said, "Every day is important."

Xuxu suddenly stopped and stared at Chi Weirong's back. He inexplicably felt blocked in his heart and his head was swollen. He rubbed his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and changed his smiling face to catch up.

55:[-] p.m.

They were sitting and chatting beside the big tree in the depths of the flower forest. Chi Weirong suddenly remembered something and said to Xuxu: "You should change your medicine, go and get the medicine box, and I will change it for you."

"Okay." Xu Xuan said and stood up, "Then just wait for me."

"Ah."

"False." Chi Weirong lowered his head and looked down against the big tree, and suddenly stopped Xu Xuan who had just turned around and was about to leave, "Some time ago, when we filmed the story of General Qi Lie, he finally wrote a letter to his wife, What's the content? I suddenly can't remember."

A wind suddenly blew up in the flower forest, as if coming from an unknown ancient distance, sobbing and circling, enveloping the two of them, the blue-purple flowers on the branches were blown off a little, and they could fall on Chi Weirong's side.

Xuxu was inexplicably stunned for a moment, and then said: "The flowers on Moshang are blooming and butterflies are flying, Madam Changge returns slowly."

"Yeah." Chi Weirong smiled softly. Under the flower tree, he was extremely gentle, with a soft light like a jade, "The mountain road is rugged and illusory, take your time."

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