[Comprehensive Film and Television] Unfinished

Yao Shu, who fell into a deep sleep and was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a loud noise, and before she could open her eyes, a piercing scream came from her ears.

"Who allowed you to touch that piano!!" It was a woman's voice, and the voice was a little strange and not like a native.

"You blind man, how dare you touch that piano, do you know its value?!" The woman didn't get a response from the other party, and her screaming became more and more sharp. Looking at the other party's hand playing the piano, she wished to chop it off and feed it to the pigs. I feel that the other party insulted the piano.

"Its value... This harp is called Prajna, and it was made by a goddess on Kunlun Mountain in ancient times." The man who was called blind by the woman was not angry, but gently stroked the body of the harp, whispering Come on.

"Prajna?"

Didn’t this zither have already been cultivated in Kunlun | in human form?Why is it here?When Yaoshu heard this familiar name, she opened her eyes to see what happened.But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes and couldn't make any sound. She could only use her spiritual sense to "see" the tense confrontation in the room full of gunpowder. The peonies are in bud!

What the hell, her body is obviously a chaotic green lotus, when will she become a peony?

Yaoshu couldn't figure it out, couldn't speak, and couldn't move her hands. She could only use her spiritual sense to keep an eye on the group of people in the room, trying to find clues from them. Zhao Li probably wouldn't make any big trouble here.

"Is it worth money?" A magnificently dressed woman stared greedily at the harp in the hand of the blind Zhao official, and asked the price impatiently.

Zhao official laughed: "The konghou is made from the phoenix tree of the West Sea, illuminated by the essence of the moon for 700 years; put it in the Black Sea, soaked in weak water for 700 years; then polished by hundreds of black birds holding five-color stones for 700 years, and the konghou was obtained after 700 years. Ten. Later, when the goddess went to Kunlun, one of them, named Prajna, came to the world with the goddess, and was used as a tool to teach human rituals and music. After the war, it disappeared. Since then, Prajna has been in the world for thousands of years. You What is its value, should it be considered a priceless treasure?"

"It's worth it, it's worth it." After Zhao Li finished speaking, the greedy woman looked at Banruo's eyes, and the possessive desire in her eyes couldn't be stopped. I'm afraid that now Banruo has been drawn with countless money in her heart. On the equal sign.

Yaoshu, who was "watching" with great interest, nodded inwardly when he heard Zhao Li's introduction of Banruo's long speech. It seemed that Ah Cha had talked to him about Kunlun a lot.These things were all told to her when she took Ah Cha to play around, she didn't expect these two people to remember them so clearly, Yao Shu expressed that she was very satisfied.

Just when Yaoshu was satisfied with the memory of the two of them, another girl who looked stupid and wore black-rimmed eyes disliked Zhao Li's arithmetic skills and asked: "Three 700 years are not two thousand and 100 years! "

"In order to rhyme." Zhao Li didn't take what a little girl said to heart, but he still explained it to her.

The little girl smiled awkwardly at Zhao Li, she looked quite cute this way.

"In the legend, this harp can communicate Yin and Yang, understand people's minds, and is invaluable." The person who said this was the one who woke Yaoshu up. After a closer look, no matter in appearance or clothing, this is not a characteristic of Chinese people. Habit, judging from her awkward pronunciation, she should be Japanese.

Official Zhao was entrusted by someone to investigate the mystery of Bai Mudan's death, all because of this harp, so he didn't mind spreading knowledge to them: "Prajna has spirits, and it sings only for bosom friends. Prajna Absolute, one thought of wisdom is the birth of Prajna. The name Prajna represents supreme wisdom. On this one-year-old day, Bai Mudan, the master of Prajna, died here. Which one of you killed Bai Mudan? who?!"

Seeing Zhao Li's more and more natural acting skills, Yaoshu really wanted to slap him, this is even bluffing and scary, it's hard not to be nervous, it's wonderful!

But Bai Mudan died?Then why is she still stuck here and unable to move?Shouldn't she take Bai Mudan's soul back to the underworld?Yaoshu has more and more doubts in her heart, but she is not in a hurry, if she is still here, it means that Bai Mudan's soul is also here, and it is useless to be anxious.

"Young yin and yang are weird, I don't have time to waste time with you guys!"

It was that greedy woman again who lost her composure, shook her head and left, keeping an eye on everyone's expressions, but Yao Shu didn't realize that she had killed Bai Mudan.This woman may be a bit petty in her heart, and her personality is a bit snobbish and greedy for money, but she is also very naive and can see the bottom line at a glance. Whatever she thinks in her heart will be shown on her face, and she doesn't have the guts to kill anyone.

But now she wondered if it was too late to leave. Although Prajna is not as powerful as Zhao Li said, it is still possible to trap a few mortals with the body of the piano.The few konghou played by Zhao Li just now were not just to enhance the atmosphere. Now that the entire Bai Mansion is shrouded in an enchantment, going out at this time is like a ghost hitting the wall, and you still have to go back to this room if you go around.

Sure enough, after a while, the woman ran in screaming again, still yelling insanely: "Ghost hits the wall! Ghost hits the wall!" It seemed that she was quite frightened.

Everyone turned their attention to Zhao Li again and asked if it was his fault.

"Haruya said, if you can't find the murderer who killed Bai Mudan, you will be trapped in this room forever, and you will never be able to get out!"

"Did you trap us here on purpose with some demonic technique!!" Bai Mudan's senior sister asked.

"I'm not a murderer, let me go!" Bai Xianxian

"No one is allowed to leave!" Zhao Li

"Get rid of your ghost hitting the wall, or I will kill you right now!" Jiang Lili took out a pistol from the small bag he carried with him, pointed at Zhao Li and threatened him.

Not only was Zhao Li not afraid, but he yelled at her loudly: "Are you a murderer!"

Zhao Li's sudden attack shocked Bai Xianxian, who had already been scared to death by the ghost hitting the wall, and he was so excited that he pressed the wrench of the pistol at Zhao Li.

The gun rang out, but Zhao Li was fine, because the girl wearing black-rimmed glasses picked up the stool in time and knocked her unconscious.

Jiang Lili was attacked suddenly, so the person who attacked her is the most suspect, because it is very likely that she wanted to kill her to silence her.The girl with black-rimmed glasses who attacked Jiang Lili was a reporter named Huang Shuixian. During Bai Mudan's lifetime, she often went to the White House for interviews. According to Huang Shuixian, the two were more like confidants.

Everyone asked Huang Narcissus why she attacked Jiang Lili, and why she had always been hostile to Jiang Lili after she appeared.Huang Narcissus spat at Jiang Lili, who was lying on the ground with unknown life or death, in disgust, and cursed a bitch in English, before hesitatingly telling everyone about the grievances between her and Jiang Lili.

It turns out that Jiang Lili's real name is not Jiang Lili but Jiangju|Hua, a classmate of Huang Shuixian in elementary school, and Jiang Lili is not Bai Mudan's daughter, but came to the White Mansion to pretend to be Bai Mudan's money.Bai Mudan's biological daughter is actually the reporter who has been chatting with him and interviewing him, that is, Huang Shuixian herself. Huang Shuixian has never dared to tell Bai Mudan because she feels that she has nothing outstanding and is not worthy of being Bai Mudan's daughter. the truth.Now Bai Mudan chooses to commit suicide because there is no hope in her life anymore. She almost hates her cowardice and cowardice, and she has been deeply blaming herself these days.

After listening to Huang Shuixian's narration and seeing Huang Shuixian's tears streaming down her face, everyone went to Huang Shuixian to comfort her, except for one person, that is Bai Mudan's apprentice Axiu with an awkward accent.

Axiu walked up to Bai Mudan's konghou instrument alone, stretched out her hand to pick the strings with a drunken expression, the strings did not make a pleasant sound, but a dull and messy noise, similar to what Zhao Li played just now The sound is like a sound of nature, and it stands out when compared with others.

Axiu caressed the body and strings of the qin in despair, and muttered to herself, "How could this be?"

"That piano recognizes people." Although Zhao Li himself didn't understand why he could play the Prajna, but pretending to be like him, how could he slap himself in the face.

"Impossible, impossible. I started learning konghou when I was five years old. At that time, I heard of this famous piano called Prajna. Worshiping under the name of Bai Mudan, pretending to learn art..."

"You still slept with him." Bai Mudan's senior sister looked at Axiu sadly, there seemed to be a lot of inexplicable emotions in her eyes.

Axiu didn't care about the way those people in the room looked at her, she touched the harp, and tears fell, but she didn't want to recognize the reality, so she could only comfort herself over and over again: "It's impossible, impossible."

"I told you that the qin recognizes the master, you don't know what it means to recognize the master, do you?" Again and again, the good-tempered brother Zhao Li was so annoyed that he wanted to lose his temper.

"&￥%@##@****@##!" The emotional Axiu was stimulated by Zhao Li's words, and she turned her head and yelled at Zhao Li in a language that everyone couldn't understand.

"She is Japanese, and her real name is Hideko Shanfeng. Now the Japanese are about to die, and she is in a hurry to go back to Japan." Senior sister Bai Mudan, Ms. Hua, solved everyone's doubts with tears in her eyes. The tone is strange, it turns out to be Japanese.

"It's mine, and I want to take it back to Japan! This harp is mine, and none of you can take it away!" Hideko Shanfeng became more and more emotional as she spoke, hugging the harp and wanting to move it away .

boom--

There was another gunshot, and this time there was no luck to miss the target. Shan Fengxiuzi stared at Hannya and fell on the floor unwillingly. There was a blood hole on her back, and the hot blood was steaming out. Kong Hou didn't let go of her hand either.

Holding a pistol that was still smoking in her hand, Miss Hua staggered up to Shan Fengxiuzi, squatting down: "I killed the brother, I want her to take me away, but she refuses, I must take it!" I’m only reconciled to this harp. I have no choice but to keep doing it and put potassium cyanide in the wine that my brother drinks every day.” Miss Hua helped Shanfeng Xiuzi who was lying on the ground into her arms, and helped her After tidying up the somewhat messy hair, at this time everyone can see her attitude towards Shanfeng Xiuzi, and the way she looks at Shanfeng Xiuzi, and they can understand the relationship between the two of them.

"I've known senior brother since I was three years old. I've been studying art for ten years. Just because I'm a woman, I'm not allowed to act in an opera. How can I be worse than senior brother? Even the woman I love the most... My favorite woman, what's so good about that violin, I'm a real person standing in front of you, you don't even look at me. Axiu...we can be together forever." Hua The young lady said all the things she was holding back in her heart, and she was satisfied.

Miss Hua raised her gun again, aiming at her own temple, not anyone in the room. The second shot rang out, and the two of them fell together.

"The murderer has been found."

"No, Bai Mudan's throat was obviously cut by a sword before she died." As expected of a reporter, Huang Shuixian often noticed more details than everyone else.

"Things have come to this point. Three people died in one night. I don't want to hide it from you anymore. I actually killed Bai Mudan." Just when everyone fell into a new round of mystery, they kept silent. Liu Ma, the housekeeper, suddenly pleaded guilty.

"Actually, I saw that woman put medicine into the wine, but I still gave it to Bai Mudan. When I brought him the wine, I saw him pretending to be Du Liniang, but holding Yu Ji's sword, that's when I knew that he had long been determined to die, because no one knew him better than me. He is the famous Bai Mudan, a famous actor of a generation, and a peerless beauty!" At this point, Liu Ma's tears continued. Unable to control it, it was like tears bursting a bank, scrambling to slide down the cheeks to the ground, splashing a drop of water.

"Bai Mudan is a character, a famous character! He knows when the curtain calls are the most exciting, and of course I won't stop him."

"Then you can't..." Huang Shuixian hadn't finished accusing Liu Ma, but was stopped by her words.

"Why can't I? Crawl out between my legs, and I'll send him away with my hands..."

"You mean... you are Bai Mudan's..." Miss Hong, a psychiatrist who has always been a transparent person Bai Mudan, suddenly spoke at this moment, and she looked at Liu Ma with extremely shocked eyes.

"That's right, I'm Bai Mudan's mother." Liu Ma said lightly, even with a faint smile on her face.

"Hey, I'm going!" Zhao Li was shocked by the blow and turned back to the main road. He fell off the stool and sat on the carpet in fright, and scattered the melon seeds he knocked on the ground.

The pot of peonies that Yaoshu lives in right now is directly behind Zhao Li's seat. This is both amusing and comical. If Yaoshu hadn't been unable to laugh out loud, she would have pointed at Zhao Li and laughed at him to mock him. .

Zhao Li came to his senses from this huge family secret, and immediately started to clean up the melon seeds that he had scattered. Just when the melon seeds were half filled, Zhao Li found a string under the corner of the table, which was the one that Prajna Que had left. root string.

"Bai Mudan was not killed by a sword, he was strangled to death with a string." Finding this string will solve all mysteries.

Zhao Li reattached the broken strings to Banruo's body, hooked and twitched with his fingertips, and completed Wijna, a complete memory.

At the same time, Yaoshu, who is always paying attention to her own situation, finds that she can control her body as she likes.

On the night of his death, Bai Mudan had planned to use a sword to destroy Prajna, who had been with him all his life. Prajna psychic had already cultivated into a human body, so she killed her own harp with her own strings out of instinctive self-protection. The master is Bai Mudan.

"You can remember now! Prajna." Zhao Li said this to Bai Mudan's psychiatrist, Ms. Hong, who asked him to come to the White Mansion to investigate the cause of Bai Mudan's death and lost his memory.

"I remembered...I killed my master with my string, I killed Bai Mudan. I used my string...to kill my master..." Banruo's mood is very unstable now, as long as she thinks that Bai Mudan was killed by her own hands, her heartache can't stop.

Zhao Li sensitively sensed that Banruo's situation was wrong, and he was panicked. He wanted to calm down Banruo's emotions, but he couldn't do anything. He could only repeat loudly back and forth: "You are self-defense. Banruo, calm down. You are self-defense. You can't control it at all!!"

But Banruo couldn't listen to a word, and only said one sentence back and forth: "I used my string...to kill my master!"

"Don't!" Zhao Li stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Ah!" Prajna was sad and wanted to destroy herself to accompany Bai Mudan. She is a harp, and now all her mana is condensed into sharp piano sounds. This piano sound can not only pierce people's eardrums, but also pierces the heart of man.

Just when Zhao Li and the others couldn't bear the mournful cry from Prajna, and were about to vomit blood under the impact of the turbulent piano sound, Yaoshu's melodious voice like a savior appeared in the room.

"Zhao Li, you have caused trouble again." Accompanied by this clear and pleasant voice, the piercing mournful sound from Banruo also disappeared in the room. When Zhao Li turned around, he found that not only the human figure of Banruo had disappeared, but also the harp. Disappeared in the house out of thin air.

"Yaoshu, why are you here? Where's Banruo? Did you put her away?" When Banruo disappeared, Zhao Li lost his sense of control.

"I was a little flattered that you had so many questions to ask me when we first met. Prajna doesn't belong to the world, so of course I want to take her away."

"No, she promised to help me save a person." A Jin was still waiting for him in that room, he couldn't leave empty-handed, he promised A Jin the day he would let him see the victory of the War of Resistance with his own eyes.

Seeing Zhao Li's ghostly look, Yaoshu laughed back angrily: "You really think that Prajna is omnipotent, she is just a harp, she can't even make flesh and blood, you still expect her to help you, and you are a half-dead person ?”

From Yaoshu's words, Zhao Li, who was a little tricky, said excitedly: "How do you know who I want to save? Do you have a way to save Ah Jin? Yaoshu, if you really have a way, I owe you a favor. Please help him, he shouldn't be like that."

"I can help you heal your eyes. As for that person...I can help you send him to a better family. If you go to him in 30 or [-] years, it will be over. Anyway, you A soul ferryman can't die."

In convenience store No. 2017 in 444

Meng Li, who recovered his memory, not only has the memories of his original life, but also the memories of several other souls who reincarnated into humans. As the soul ferryman, he remembers the memories of Zhao Li clearly. Dongqing's fault was also firmly inherited.

When Mengli blew on Dongqing's beard and stared at her eyes again, Yaoshu, who was sitting on the sofa watching the show, suddenly said something that made both of them stiffen: "So Mengli, you really have a deep love for Dongqing! No wonder when I was trapped in a mental hospital, my mind was full of Holly, hey, I'm really redundant, redundant!"

"Ashu, I recently learned a new dish. Let's go home now. Let me make it for you, okay?" Meng Li, who has the memory of the seventh generation, is finally no longer a single-minded fool. Meng Li got angry, although he heard that Yao Shu was not angry and was only joking again, but Meng Li hurried|trotted up to Yao Shu to curry favor with her.

Yao Shu was very satisfied with Meng Li's tense attitude, and the expression on her face changed into a gentle and amiable one: "Okay, but before you go home, you have to go somewhere with me."

"Where are you going?" Meng Li asked curiously.

"There's so much nonsense, just follow me." Yaoshu pulled Mengli and used teleportation again, and only Mengli's exhortation to Dongqing remained where Yaoshu and Mengli disappeared.

"Holly, look after the store~~"

Being left to watch the store again, Dongqing couldn't help thinking, "It's good to be a fairy. You don't need to wait for a red light in a vehicle when you go out. It's so cool to just teleport and land directly no matter how far away you are"!

Mengli, who disappeared in the convenience store, was taken by Yaoshu to an unexpected but very familiar place.

"This..." Looking at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him, Meng Li remembered the last time he saw Yao Shu in the battle between God and Man, his eyes instantly became red and moist|moist.

Faced with Meng Li's excitement, Yaoshu looked at him with a smile and said, "I did what I promised you, and you should tell me what you promised to me."

"These... Ashu, what are you doing..."

"It's the spells and formations that isolate this place from the outside world. It's so difficult to ensure that a small sea of ​​flowers blooms undefeated. Even you, haven't I found them all? I said, do you still want to talk about it?" Don't tell me I'm leaving!" The more Yao Shu said, the more embarrassing she became, the blush on her face couldn't be stopped, and at the end she remembered what Meng Li had confessed to her, and seeing how he was dawdling now, she suddenly became angry from embarrassment, Got mad.

"Of course." Fearing that Yaoshu would really run away, Meng Li held her hand tightly and led her step by step from the outside of the sea of ​​flowers to the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

"Ashu, although I have said this sentence 10 years ago, I still want to stand here and tell you again."

Mengli and Yaoshu held hands and stood facing each other, and then saw the silver thread flying in the wind behind Yaoshu, Mengli's eyes were full of pity, and he said to her sincerely and clearly: "Ashu, I love you I like you! I love you!"

Yaoshu saw Meng Li's eyes were as uneasy and excited as before, and smiled, "Me too, going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan will always be with you hand in hand."

The author has something to say:

There was no update two days ago because I accidentally clicked on a video while visiting station B.Because I couldn't close my hand at that time, I had to watch it, and it made me laugh out loud!

I've already figured out who I'm going to write about now!It's one of the handsome guys in the video!

But who exactly is being kept secret for the time being!It will be announced tomorrow, but I read the comments, and some friends just guessed right! !

In a word, I promise to be super sweet, breaking my habit of letting the male and female protagonists be together at the end in the past, this time let them be together at the beginning, and then sweet from beginning to end, sweet and bubbling!In the end, it becomes sugar crisp/Su~~

For the past two days, I’ve been making up for the other party’s video at station b, which made me not bothered to write the last few chapters of Soul Ferry, so I had to finish it as quickly as possible, even if it was unfinished!