After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

"Who wants to kick the hall?" Chu Xun was surprised.

"Gu Chuan." Ji Qinglin crossed his legs, put his hands on the back of the chair, and said leisurely, "That guy is not a good person. I heard that his father who passed away left him hundreds of millions of assets, and he opened a business a few days ago. This is a bar that only the upper class can go to. It costs tens of millions, and it is also a dignified Mr. Gu. Gu Chuan came here to play games, just for fun, but you have to beware of that person, after all, you have to rely on this business for a living. "

Chu Xun felt like an ice hole had been smashed in his heart. Although Gu Chuan had a girlfriend Li Lu, he seemed to have unusual feelings for Liu Xuan.

Thinking about it this way, if someone is rich and powerful, what should I use to compete with them? Although I made some money by accepting jobs, most of it is in the hands of the boss. Compared with Gu Chuan, it is really far away.

The competition was still going on, and it was Ji Qinglin's turn to play. He straightened his clothes, walked onto the stage calmly, joked with the host, and then sat down on a soft chair under the dim light. The song was called "Smoke".

"Grey smoke rises slowly from between fingers,

The length of a cigarette can carry emptiness,

The cigarette case is just the right size to be filled with loneliness.

The ashes I flick are so lonely,

Lonely as I am. "

Chu Xun looked at Ji Qinglin on the silver screen in the backstage. He was in a white suit, his head was hunched back, and his eyes were half-closed. Except for his thin body, he still looked the same as before. But when he fully opened his eyes, those usually radiant eyes But it loses its brilliance, and there is more of what is called "melancholy".

The pain that Ji Qingyun brought to Ji Qinglin was too heavy. His elder brother, who he loved with all his heart and soul, used his money to make a wedding dress for Wen Hua. things discarded.

Maybe love is not as good as blood is thicker than water, Chu Xun thought.

After the eight stars sang, the judges commented one by one. When it was Chu Xun's turn, Chu Xun's hands and legs were shaking, and even his lips were trembling.

Sun Man, the pop queen, wore colorful dreadlocks, her face twitched, and she said proudly: "The verse is handled well. When it comes to the chorus, you can let go of your voice. I will give it an 8."

Dai Yuan, the world dance king, wore a very ordinary formal attire, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "You have to be more gentle, after all, you are singing a love song. Don't be so rigid. I will give it a 7."

"Don't hold your voice at the back of your throat, but the voice is very distinctive, I give it 8 points." Rock music king Zhang Zhixian wears a rock-style punk neckband around his neck.

"Thank you all the judges and teachers for your comments." Chu Xun bowed and returned to his original position.

When it was Ji Qinglin's turn, Ji Qinglin walked slowly to the center of the stage, held his head up, and accepted the comments.

Dai Yuan smiled and nodded to Ji Qinglin, "Ji Qinglin's voice is very ethereal and penetrating. He has a good grasp of the rhythm of the song and a good interpretation of his singing skills. I give it a 9."

"Mr. Ji sings very energetically and is very contagious. It seems that Mr. Ji not only performs well in the drama, but also sings well. I give it a full score of 10." Sun Man bared her teeth and looked like a little girl.

Zhang Zhixian even had a fanciful expression on his face, dancing excitedly, "Ms. Ji has a wide range of voice, deep and explosive, really suitable for singing this kind of music, I give 10 points."

Immediately afterwards, when the host announced the audience voting, Chu Xun listened carefully.

"There were 300 spectators at the scene, and the staff have sent me the statistical results. Next, I will announce the final scores of the contestants: Zhang Yuan, who received 229 votes from the audience, 21 votes from the judges, a total of 250 votes... …Chu Xun received 268 votes from the audience, 23 votes from the judges, a total of 291 votes...Ji Qinglin received 296 votes from the audience, 29 votes from the judges, a total of 325 votes.”

When the statistical results came out, it was conceivable that Ji Qinglin ranked first and Chu Xun ranked fourth, which was really not ideal.

Looking at Ji Qinglin's score on the big screen, Chu Xun was a little discouraged, but thinking of Liu Xuan preparing delicious eel noodles and shrimp cakes for him in the rental house, his bad mood was wiped away.

Chu Xun knew that Liu Xuan was still willing to make these things for him, which meant that he had forgiven his impulsive behavior that day.

He didn't drive, he didn't take a taxi, and he didn't arm himself with glasses and masks. He only wore a peaked cap and left the performance venue.

The night was hazy and the cold wind was blowing. He wrapped up his coat collar tightly and shuttled through the busy streets, suddenly feeling that he was very small.

Standing on the railing of the bridge, looking at the colorful neon dots on the other side of the river, I feel that my stardom is like the faint light dots emitted by the neon lights, which will shatter at the touch of a touch.

Recalling back then, he never thought of integrating into this huge and strange city, he only thought of fulfilling the wish of the original owner, as for what to do to fulfill the wish, he hadn't figured it out yet.

Now, the appearance of Ghost Master Wuji gave him a new goal, to return to the God and Demon Continent to avenge Shen Qingxuan and himself.

But the world is changing. Su Yi, who used to be mediocre, has now cultivated into an immortal body, invulnerable to swords and guns. The road to revenge is too long and difficult.

But, he reminded himself, life goes on, and as long as there is life, there is hope.

Strolling back to the old street, he hadn't been back to the rental house for a long time, he took out the key from his pocket and opened the lock, stepped into the threshold, looked around the spotless room, without thinking, he knew it was Liu Xuan who cleaned it up.

Walking to the window, touching the painted window sill, I have mixed feelings.This old rental house carried too many memories for him. Shen Qingxuan spent a long night with him here, and Liu Xuan also spent a long night with him here.

He liked both of these two people, but they gradually disappeared from his life.

Sniffing, walked to the table and sat down, opened the thermos bucket on the table, looked at the unheated eel noodles inside and the shrimp cakes on the steamer, picked up the noodles with chopsticks, sucked them into the mouth, the texture was delicious.

When he was filming abroad, he went to many noodle restaurants, none of them could taste as delicious as Liu Xuan's.

As he ate the noodles, he felt more and more that the noodles were similar to the noodles made by Shen Qingxuan. For this reason, he often ate Liu Xuan's noodles, thinking of Shen Qingxuan's goodness.

Every time he had this kind of thought, he felt that he was a scumbag and that he was very sorry for Liu Xuan.

After eating, he got up and walked to the sink to wash the dishes, and put the dishes and chopsticks neatly into the cabinet.

The rehearsal tomorrow afternoon, the time is not so tight, he decided to sleep here, so he went into the bathroom, took a shower, changed his nightgown, and went to bed.

Sleeping until midnight, I suddenly felt a bit of a headache. I wanted to open my eyes several times, but my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't lift them, and fell asleep again.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he opened his eyes again in a daze, he found that he was not on the bed, but in a dark cave, with a lamp burning in a dark space on the stone wall.

His arms hurt and his legs and feet were numb. He tried to move his limbs, but he couldn't move at all.

He lowered his eyes, and found himself lying on a long wooden plank, his limbs were tightly bound by iron chains, and a wooden barrel was hanging directly above it. A small hole was cut in the bottom of the barrel, and the ice water dripped through the small hole. Drop it on his forehead.

The water droplets touched the skin, it was icy cold, the round water droplets melted little by little, scattered from the eyebrows, and flowed into the eye sockets.

His eyes were agitated by the ice water, and many tears flowed out. He couldn't open them more and more, and finally he could only close them.

The whole person was completely plunged into darkness, only the sound of water dripping was clear to the ear, as if dripping into the heart, although it was safe, there were slight ripples.

Chu Xun was beating in his heart, who tied him to this place where no shit?And what is the thing hanging over the head for?

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of a clue, and I couldn't get rid of the current situation. One second, I was still squatting on the soft big bed, but the next second, I was tortured on this hard wooden board?

After an unknown period of time, his limbs were completely numb, his stomach was empty, and he was unbearably hungry. The shrimp cakes and eel noodles were barely digested in his stomach.

He barely opened his eyes, the lamp burning on the dark grid on the stone wall had been extinguished, and the eyes were still pitch black.

He closed his eyes silently, and was about to reach out to wipe his sore eyes when he remembered that his arms were fixed on both sides of the chair.

Who the hell is so wicked? Doing this kind of mischief.Countless guesses flashed before his eyes, and he vetoed them one by one.

He didn't believe that Liu Xuan would put medicine on his face. This person could be anyone, but it could never be Liu Xuan, and there was no reason to be Liu Xuan. Liu Xuan's violence angered Liu Xuan.

But he firmly believed that Liu Xuan would never use such indiscriminate tricks to retaliate against him. Although that person was not good at words and often dealt with the dead, he believed that that person was upright and behaved properly.

In this cold and temperatureless city, Liu Xuan was the only person who warmed him up with his heart, even though this person was doing the most temperatureless job in the world.

Excluding Liu Xuan, there is only Gu Chuan.

Gu Chuan is always smiling and gentle, and in his impression he has almost never lost his temper.

But Gu Chuan survived in the vast sea, and when he strangled his neck, he could tell him without haste: "You can't kill me," "I know his name, Shen Qingxuan."

There are various signs that Gu Chuan is not an ordinary person, or, like him, he came from the land of gods and demons 3000 years ago, or, he is Black Moon.

After thinking about it, my physical strength was exhausted after all, the wet eyelashes drooped heavily, and the sound of water droplets pierced through my heart, one drop, two drops, if this is punishment, it is probably the most gentle punishment in the world, right?

There is no whipping and no pain, but for Chu Xun who has lived in the land of gods and demons, he knows that the gentlest is also the deadliest.

As time passed by, the stone door of the cave slowly opened, and a person wearing sunglasses and a mask walked in. Chu Xun tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't tell the person.

The person who came took the syringe, gently rolled up his sleeve, injected a tube of transparent liquid into his body, and then left silently.

Chu Xun thought that this boring life would end soon, but he never expected that this was the beginning of this prank.

Every day, that person would come to see him and inject him with the liquid in the needle. No matter what he scolded or said, that person would ignore him and say nothing like a puppet.

"Why do not you speak?"

"Speak up!" Finally, one day, Chu Xun yelled out with all his strength.

The man looked back at him, and walked out without saying a word.

"Bastard! You bastard! Let me out!"

Day after day, Chu Xun didn't know how long he was imprisoned. Anyway, he was hanging by a tube of unknown liquid every day.

Maybe it was winter, that person would walk in with a chill, and when he came back a few days later, there were a few unmelted snowflakes on his head.

Later, Chu Xun couldn't open his eyes at all, and his eyes were covered with black cloth, but water droplets evenly and uninterruptedly slid down his forehead into his eye sockets.

The monotonous sound of dripping water and the endless darkness surrounded him tightly, and he was so distraught that he almost collapsed.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, wind and snow are raging.

Liu Xuan stood blankly in front of Chu Xun's dilapidated rental house, looking into the distance, the white wind and snow covered all the messy colors, and his pupils were only white.

Chu Xun disappeared overnight.

For a whole year, there was no news from Chu Xun.

The following year, the police included Chu Xun in the list of missing persons.

He lost Chu Xun again.

Every time he got off work, he would come here, and only here could give him some comfort.

"Young man, can I come into your house to escape the cold?" A seasoned man came from the wind and snow.

Liu Xuan nodded, invited him into the room, and poured a cup of hot water.

"Seeing that your brows are tightly furrowed, is there something on your mind?" the old Taoist asked, stroking his white beard and squinting his eyes.

"Ghost Master Wuji, if you have something to say, just say it." Liu Xuan pushed the water glass in front of him.

"Oh, as expected of Shen Qingxuan, you can see through our disguise at a glance, so let's get straight to the point."

"Ok.

"A few days ago, I opened a pawn shop in the underworld, and I traveled all over the world to do business. I heard that Su, the head of Baiyun Villa, and your disciple Chu Xun will fight in Youyou Spring next month. A disciple from the Ascetic Sect has come to watch the battle, do you want to go back to the Gods and Demons Continent to help your disciple?"

"Chu Xun is in the Continent of Gods and Demons?" Liu Xuan got up from the chair, her face rarely fluctuated.

"Yes, people are not ghosts or ghosts, and I don't know what happened to them."

"Who do you think is neither human nor ghost?" Liu Xuan frowned.

"Your apprentice, when I saw him a few days ago, I was taken aback. His hair was disheveled. How could he look like a human being? He insisted on sending him back to the Gods and Demons Continent."

"What did he plead with you?"

"The root of love, the kind that will never fall in love with anyone, save trouble."

Liu Xuan looked sad, "Su Yi is the head of the Qingfeng Sect?"

"It's not just the head? The whole Baiyun Villa is his."

Liu Xuan stood still, unable to tell what it was like.

"I don't know where Su Yi got a secret book to practice immortality. In my opinion, Chu Xun wants to deal with him alone. In my opinion, it's very rare." Ghost Master Wuji coughed dryly, "Do you want to... "

Liu Xuan was silent for a while, then sighed: "I cut off my meridians back then, and my original body has lost mana, how can I save him?"

A sly smile flashed across Ghost Master Wuji's face, he circled around him, stroked his chin and said, "I have a way here, I don't know..."

"what way?"

"You can pawn two things with me, one will restore your tendons, and the other will send you back to the Gods and Demons Continent. What we say is absolutely not adulterated. Anyway, our shop is also authorized by the King of Hades."

"What can I pawn?" Liu Xuan turned her head and looked out the window, snowflakes were flying in the cold wind, like catkins flying.

"Longevity, happiness, these can be allotted." Ghost Master Wuji's eyes flickered.

Liu Xuan walked to the window, stood there quietly for a long time, then turned around, "Okay, let's treat it like this."