The leader is also in the entertainment industry

"It's gone. I searched the whole hotel and couldn't find him, and I didn't answer my phone. What should I do?"

Xiaomei cried out anxiously, not knowing where to put her hands and feet, she kept tugging at the corners of her clothes.

"Does anyone else know?"

After all, Cui Jingfan has been in this circle for so many years, and he immediately grasped the main point.

"I dare not let them know. I searched for each room first, and Mr. Mu's room is the last one... oh, what should I do, brother Hua will be fine, right?"

Xiaomei covered her mouth and couldn't help crying bitterly.

"Don't let anyone know, I'll go out and look for it."

Cui Jingfan heard this, and pulled Xiaomei into the room, "You wait here for me, this matter must not be let others know, if it gets to the media, it will be over."

"Brother Cui, are you going to look outside? But there's going to be a sandstorm outside soon!"

Xiaomei shook her head resolutely, "No, it can't be done, it's too dangerous. Let's call the police... Maybe there's a rescue team or something here."

"Do you want to make it known to the world!"

Cui Jingfan gave a loud shout.

Xiaomei and Mu Yuanxiu, who had never seen him furious before, were taken aback by this astonishing momentum.

"I'll look for it. Tony came here in an off-road vehicle today."

Cui Jingfan walked out as he spoke.

Mu Yuanxiu grabbed his wrist.

"take me."

"You can not!"

Cui Jingfan shook off his hand, "It's too dangerous, you can't go."

"I know he's there, do you?"

Mu Yuanxiu sneered.

As soon as these words came out, Xiaomei and Cui Jingfan looked at him together.

"If you guessed right... Anyway, take me there."

As Mu Yuanxiu said, he took Cui Jingfan's hand and walked out.

"You go back to Hua Muzhi's room and just act as if nothing happened, you know?"

Walking to the door, Mu Yuanxiu turned to Xiaomei and said.

Usually, Mu Yuanxiu always looks like a good man when he is in the show, and Xiaomei nods in fright when he stares at him like this.

In order to avoid being discovered by others, Mu Yuanxiu and Cui Jingfan gave up the elevator and chose to take the stairs to the basement.

An off-road jeep was parked in an inconspicuous location.

The two got into the car, and Cui Jingfan turned on the headlights with a solemn face.

While fastening his seat belt, Mu Yuanxiu looked at him——

No one understands the horror of sandstorms better than him. The strong wind that hits the sky can destroy everything and take away all life.

No matter how advanced the technology of modern people, in the face of unpredictable nature, their performance is no better than that of people hundreds of years ago.

Is this man really determined to rush into the desert where sandstorms may occur to save people?

"why?"

Mu Yuanxiu asked, "It's just a colleague who used to work in an entertainment company. Is it necessary to risk your life to save him?"

"He and I are students in the same period, and we live in the same dormitory."

Cui Jingfan looked ahead, and the car drove away slowly after a roar.

"He took good care of me and worked hard. Ten years ago, we debuted together and played tricks together. He is older than me, so let me call him 'Brother Hua', obviously only a few months older than me."

Cui Jingfan smiled and shook his head.

"If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today... No, it should be said, if it wasn't for me, his achievements today would be more than that."

"How to say?"

"Once we were playing tricks together, we were filming a martial arts scene, and we needed to hang wire. At that time, hanging wire was much more dangerous than it is now, and accidents often happened."

Cui Jingfan said sternly, "At that time, I was not a 'film king', nor was he a 'Brother Zhongyi'. The martial arts instructors didn't pay much attention to small characters like us. That's when I was hoisted to about two floors At such a high place, the protective rope suddenly came loose, and I fell headfirst from the top..."

"He saved you?"

Mu Yuanxiu asked.

"Yes...he rushed up to catch me, but was hit hard by me who fell. The final result was that I had a broken hand bone, but he had three broken ribs and a severe contusion of the tailbone. awful."

Cui Jingfan smiled wryly.

"I went to see him in the next ward with a plaster cast on, and he looked like a pig's head. He also said that he was indeed the 'big brother', and he finally took care of his 'little brother'."

Cui Jingfan held the steering wheel with one hand, took out a tissue from the tissue box on the anti-slip mat in the front of the car with the other, and pressed the corner of his eye.

"It didn't take long for me to recover, but he took nearly a year to cultivate. It was during that year that I starred in "Midnight Hunt" and became a hit. Although he is the same as me I was expecting it, but I wasted a year because of me. After two or three years after I became popular, I accumulated little by little with my works, and now I am the first brother of 'Zhongyi'..."

"Do you think that if it wasn't for you, he would have become popular earlier and traveled farther?"

Mu Yuanxiu asked.

"Yes. And because of that injury, he was unable to take on martial arts dramas and gunfight dramas for several years... The previous few years were different from now. There was a period of time when this theme was particularly popular. Now a batch of The first line came out at that time. He was really delayed by me..."

Cui Jingfan's voice was full of guilt.

"So—I have to find him no matter what, I can't let him have an accident, you understand? I owe him enough."

Mu Yuanxiu looked at his resolute side face, and leaned back in the chair silently.

The car just drove out of the hotel, as expected, there was a gust of wind outside, the yellow sand was rolling in, and a few street lamps gave off a barely visible faint light in the sandy sea full of sky.

"Has the sandstorm started yet?"

Cui Jingfan asked.

"It probably hasn't officially started yet... When a real sandstorm blows, an old cow can blow it into the sky."

Mu Yuanxiu looked at the wind outside the window and judged.

The car drove out of the range of the hotel, and there was a black hole outside the car window, and it was almost impossible to see. Even turning on the headlights would not help.

"What to do, I can't see the way at all. You said you know where he is?"

Cui Jingfan turned his head and looked at Mu Yuanxiu.

"He's supposed to be in the 'Ancient Town of Dokis' where we're filming exterior scenes in the afternoon."

"how do you know?"

Cui Jingfan asked puzzledly.

"Anyway, it's right there."

Mu Yuanxiu didn't intend to explain to him, "There is a shelter there, he should be safe now."

"But now I can't even tell the direction... Do I really want to go back and ask for help? If the media finds out, it will really be a big mess."

Cui Jingfan was anxious and didn't know what to do.

"I remember Lu, you follow my command."

Mu Yuanxiu said calmly,

Duanmu Jinghong is the master of the cult and also the master of the desert.

The biggest advantage of cults being able to run rampant in the Western Regions back then was that they were not afraid of sandstorms at all.

To be correct, the cult back then relied on the power of sandstorms to run amok in the desert.

The sandstorm came, and they appeared with the sandstorm.

The sandstorm is gone, and the cult has another territory to rule.

Ordinary people in the Western Regions may not necessarily know who Duanmu Jinghong is, but they must know another frightening name-the King of Black Sand!

Cui Jingfan first followed Mu Yuanxiu's command with hesitation. After driving for more than ten minutes, he almost threw himself at the person sitting in the co-pilot - he didn't know how he did it, but Mu Yuanxiu was like It is a pair of eyes that can see the wind and sand in the head.

It was pitch black outside with howling winds, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north, but he seemed to have opened up a path in this vast chaos. Although he turned a little more times, the general direction remained the same. Pass.

The most important thing is that Mu Yuanxiu seemed to know the direction of the strong wind. Obviously, the car was about to be blown up by the strong wind, but after a few turns, he drove to a relatively safe place, barely avoiding the overturned car. risk.

What kind of ability is this, "listening to the wind"?

Cui Jingfan smiled wryly while driving the car—look, I realized that I don't know him at all!

"arrive!"

Following Mu Yuanxiu's call, Cui Jingfan stopped the car at once.

Then with the lights of the car, I could vaguely see a piece of earthen city wall - the shooting base of "Duoqisi Ancient Town" in the desert!

Cui Jingfan and Mu Yuanxiu got out of the car, took out two high-power flashlights from the trunk of the car, and walked towards the ancient town.

When the two of them went out, they were not prepared to protect themselves from the wind. They could only pull the scarves over their faces and walk towards the "ancient town" with half-closed eyes.

This artificially built "ancient town" is said to have been built in imitation of the ancient town of Loulan back then. During the day, when there are many tourists and tourists, it is more or less exotic and prosperous.

And in this dark and windy night, this ancient frontier town made of bricks and clay is completely like a scary and terrifying cave.The wild wind shuttled from building to building, making a terrible sound.The town with no human smoke or lights at all is like a ghost town.

--How to do?

Being held up by the wind, unable to speak at all, Cui Jingfan gestured towards Mu Yuanxiu.

Mu Yuanxiu raised his head, raised the strong flashlight to barely distinguish the shape of the building in front of him, turned without hesitation, and walked towards the outside of the North Tower where they took the last shot this afternoon.

Cui Jingfan had no choice but to follow his footsteps closely, walking through the alleys and streets in a daze, and was bumped several times by various props placed on the side of the road.

Finally, Mu Yuanxiu stopped and used the light in his hand to illuminate the city wall.

"Brother Hua! Cough cough cough..."

Seeing the figure curled up by the corner of the wall, Cui Jingfan couldn't help but screamed, but the next moment his mouth was filled with yellow sand, and he burst into a heart-piercing cough.

Mu Yuanxiu glanced at him and walked towards Hua Muzhi.

The person under the corner was indeed Hua Muzhi who had been missing for several hours.

At this moment, Brother Zhongyi, who has always been radiant in front of people, doesn't have half of his usual heroic appearance.His face was the color of loess, his skin and the corners of his mouth were dry and cracked by the strong wind, his eyes were closed tightly, and even his breathing was a little weaker.

Without saying a word, Mu Yuanxiu immediately lifted him up.

Seeing him, Cui Jingfan stepped forward to help, and the two supported Hua Muzhi, who had passed out, and walked in the direction of the car.

Putting Hua Muzhi on the back seat of the car, Cui Jingfan climbed to the driver's seat, pulled off the scarf that had been covering his mouth and nose, and took a big breath.

"Go back quickly, this day is really going to be unbearable."

Mu Yuanxiu pulled down his scarf, looked at the increasingly strong wind outside and said.

Cui Jingfan looked at the scene of the end of the world outside the window, and quickly stepped on the accelerator.

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"Hua brother!"

Hearing the doorbell, Xiao Mei, who had been restless for over an hour, suddenly stood up, opened the door and looked outside.

Outside the door were three completely unrecognizable figures who seemed to be refugees who had just fled back from the war-torn Baghdad. The one in the middle with his head drooping and motionless seemed to be Hua Muzhi.

"Step aside!"

When Mu Yuanxiu saw the door open, he lifted Hua Muzhi vigorously and threw it on the bed.

"Brother Hua, what's wrong with Brother Hua?"

Xiao Mei fell to the side of the bed, seeing Hua Muzhi who was motionless with his eyes closed, tears streaming down his face.

"Cold, windy, frightened."

Mu Yuanxiu patted the clothes on his body, and a thick layer of ash fell off.

"I'll go back and take a shower, you guys take care of him. I'll start to have a fever tonight, remember to ask the director for leave tomorrow."

Mu Yuanxiu walked to the door, turned around and asked.

"Thank you for today."

Cui Jingfan followed, seeing his tired face covered with mud, Chen Ken thanked him.

Mu Yuanxiu didn't answer, but just looked at him with strange eyes. When Cui Jingfan felt a little embarrassed, he closed the door with a "bang", turned and left.

Cui Jingfan looked at the cold door, touched his nose that was almost hit, and smiled.

No matter how he changed, he was still the kind Mu Yuanxiu.