The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing Gods and Playing Ghosts Day 180

The place Zhong Sheng chose was along the Yangtze River, with one river, two streams and three mountains, and the scenery was superb.

At the foot of the mountain are [-] or [-] one-story houses in a patchwork pattern, the size of a small town, here is called Longyin Town.

Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng didn't live down the mountain, but up the mountain.

The small wooden villa is divided into three floors, and the small oil lamps are lit with warm yellow light.

The villa is beautiful, but it was built on the mountainside. Young Master Jiang dragged his suitcase and climbed uphill with a heavy load for a long time before arriving at the B&B.

The young master stood in front of the villa, raised his head and took a look, quite satisfied with the villa chosen by Rapunzel: "Not bad."

Zhong Sheng smiled and looked at him, without reminding the other party that he didn't take over the entire villa, only a small double room with a big bed belonged to them.

When Jiang Yiming stepped into the villa with his suitcase and saw the design of the reception hall, front desk and mini bar at the door, he froze slightly, and turned his head to Zhong Sheng: "?"

"Experience the homestay." Zhong Sheng explained lightly, and made up some nonsense.

Jiang Yiming: "..."

"Check-in guests register and sign here." The short-haired woman at the front desk was watching the video with headphones on. She didn't look at Zhong Sheng and Jiang Yiming at all. She pushed the check-in registration form on the table without looking up, and painted The cardamom-colored white fingers waved.

There are no requirements for the control of homestays in small cities, and it is a homestay in the mountains, let alone a lot of it, as long as you sign your name and leave a phone number, you are done.

The short-haired woman took down the registration form and glanced roughly, took a key from the key wall hanging behind her, patted it on the table, still kept her eyes on the phone, and said through the video: "Your key, the room is on the second floor. On the left hand side of the building."

Zhong Sheng took the key, and Jiang Yiming glanced curiously at what the short-haired woman was looking at as he walked by. He was so engrossed that he saw himself majestic on the screen of her mobile phone.

Yoho, how about watching "Get Out"?

"Hey, you're so handsome..." the short-haired woman murmured softly while holding her chin, with pink bubbles in her eyes, she used one hand and one finger to flick the barrage: Master Jiang is mighty!

Young Master Jiang saw it and couldn't help grinning triumphantly.

Leave the real person here instead of watching it, watch a reality show?Tut tut.

Young Master Jiang is like a proud male peacock, wishing he could walk away with his hips on his hips.

Everywhere is his fan of Mr. Jiang!

Zhong Sheng was so funny when he saw this, he watched Jiang Yiming triumphantly lift the suitcase in one hand, stride up the second floor slowly, and he didn't see the sluggish look just now.

Their room is on the left hand side of the second floor, and the small villa is only occupied on the second and third floors. There are two rooms on each floor, one left and one right symmetrical.

As soon as they went upstairs, a person wearing a peaked cap came out of the room on the right. He probably didn't expect anyone outside the door. He was startled and jumped back a step in reaction.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, took a look and entered the door first.

The man greeted him casually. He didn't recognize Jiang Yiming or Zhong Sheng. He just pretended to be two ordinary tourists. He casually asked, "Are you here to play too? Outsiders?"

Zhong Sheng nodded slightly, pushed the suitcase into the room, put his hand on the doorknob, and didn't intend to talk to the other party.

But the man was obviously familiar. He said, "I'm from the local area. Where do you want to play? Let me tell you what's fun."

"I haven't thought about it yet, I just came here for a vacation." Zhong Sheng refused.

Duofa smacked his lips: "That's it, it's okay. If you want to ask anything, you can knock on the door anytime and ask. We locals are very hospitable!"

"Thank you." Zhong Sheng said, and then closed the door.

Jiang Yiming had already opened the suitcase and packed his things in the house. He pouted and took out all the things in the suitcase, and asked without looking back, "Has been haunted by hospitable locals?"

Zhong Sheng gave a "hmm" and stared at the young master's back.

Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes, turned around and glanced at Zhong Sheng.

Rapunzel looked away slowly, not guilty of being caught at all, he flattened his suitcase and started packing.

"By the way, the bed inside..." Jiang Yiming said suddenly.

Zhong Sheng paused slightly.

"You did it on purpose." Young Master Jiang squinted his eyes, "Looking at your appearance in a suit and leather shoes with long hair fluttering, I know that your little thoughts must not be so open and aboveboard."

Zhong Sheng: "..."

"But can't you ask the size in advance? Can two men lie on this bed? Do they sleep with their arms around each night?" Jiang Yiming dragged Zhong Sheng to see the bed they were going to sleep in tonight, rolling his eyes speechlessly.

Zhong Sheng looked at the speechless bed in front of him, probably a little bigger than the single bed in his apartment.

"Forget it, I'll make it harder, it's too crowded." Jiang Yiming didn't ask Zhong Sheng to answer, he continued talking to himself, and waved his hands in compromise.

Zhong Sheng looked at Jiang Yiming, he understood, Young Master Jiang is also eager to have a bed with him, right?

"Then I'll be wronged tonight and let you sleep with my arms around me." Zhong Sheng said cheekily, hitting the snake with a stick.

Jiang Yiming looked at Zhong Sheng in shock: "Excuse me? Who wants to sleep with your arms around you? Get up and let me pack my luggage!"

Zhong Sheng smiled, as if he had seen the result of tonight.

After the two finished packing their suitcases, Jiang Yiming went out with Zhong Sheng wearing a hat.

There is a local night market tonight, which is only open on Saturdays and Sundays, just in time for them to catch up.

With great interest, Jiang Yiming dragged Zhong Sheng into the crowd. There were lantern sellers, candied haws skewers, sugar blowers, pots and pans... everything was there, and it was very lively.

"This place used to be lively, and its scale is much larger than it is now. It is not too much to say that it is a city." Jiang Yiming passed by the oncoming crowd, and he didn't care if he was bumped on the shoulder occasionally. Jiang Yiming was in a very good mood at the night market, which looked a bit like his previous life.

As he walked forward, he said to Zhong Sheng: "Thousands of people hand in hand during the day, and thousands of lights are lit after nightfall. This is not an exaggeration at all."

Zhong Sheng walked beside Young Master Jiang and listened quietly, nodding in agreement from time to time, he looked at the other party quietly, his eyes softened, like a pool of chocolate syrup, sweet and sticky.

Jiang Yiming's words gradually decreased, but the roots of his ears gradually turned red, and he felt a little uncomfortable under Zhong Sheng's gaze.

After Zhong Sheng noticed it, he took the initiative to ask, "Are you familiar with this place?"

Jiang Yiming paused, he was familiar with this place, of course he had lived here for a long time in his previous life.

Jiang Yiming coughed, made an excuse that he didn't quite believe, and said vaguely: "...you said you want to come here, so of course I did some homework in advance."

Zhong Sheng nodded slightly when he heard the words, not caring whether the other party's words were true or false, he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that time has changed and this place has changed a lot, but the charm is still there."

Jiang Yiming nodded approvingly, and when he saw Kongming lanterns being sold at a nearby stall, his thoughts moved slightly, and he wanted to play.

He pretended to mutter: "It's not a special day, why are there still Kongming lanterns?"

"Hey, just hearing your accent, you know that you are a foreigner, right? You don't know that the story here is normal. The Kongming lanterns are lit to commemorate the saints thousands of years ago. Every year when this month comes, it's midnight in our town At twelve o'clock, every household will light a Kongming lantern to pray for the saint's reincarnation." said the young guy who opened the stall.

"Saint?" Zhong Sheng asked.

"It has been passed down by word of mouth from the old people that there was once a national teacher who lived here for a long time. The national teacher is very capable, and he can tell when clouds are cast, thunder is struck, rain falls, and the rain stops. , Even the amount of rain can be counted clearly, thanks to the national teacher, it was a year of disaster, but the grain harvest did not suffer much, no one starved to death that year, it was all thanks to the national teacher. "The guy who came out of the stall said with admiration and longing.

The young man said: "That national teacher is a man who truly reaches heaven and earth. The old man said that in the month when the national teacher fell, we would put up Kongming lanterns every night to pray for the soul of the national teacher. Later, every year when this month came, This custom has been carried on forever, and it is good that the reincarnation of Master Guoshi can receive a little blessing."

Jiang Yiming was stunned for a moment, standing where he was and didn't speak.

The stall guy raised a smiley face and asked them, "Are you planning to buy?"

"Well, thank you both." Zhong Sheng's heart beat twice faster, his breathing trembled, and he immediately agreed, paying without hesitation.

"Okay!" The guy neatly wrapped two Kongming lanterns for Zhong Sheng, and also included two candles and a box of matches, "Thank you two gentlemen, and the Master of the National Teacher will also bless you!"

Jiang Yiming: "..."

Young Master Jiang stared at the two Kongming lanterns in Zhong Sheng's hand. After knowing the reason why the Kongming lanterns were placed here, he lost interest at all. He twitched the corners of his mouth: "What are you buying this for? That national teacher is dead thousands of times." It's been a year, and asking for his blessing is better than asking for the blessing of the gods."

"Don't ask for his blessing." Zhong Sheng said.

"?" Young Master Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Then why did you buy it?"

"Just like the locals here, flying Kongming lanterns to pray for his reincarnation. So many people survived because of him, he deserves it." Zhong Sheng said.

"That's what he was supposed to do." Jiang Yiming snorted, reached out and fiddled with the paper Kongming lantern twice, but followed Zhong Sheng obediently to the creek.

"No one stipulated that he was born to do these things." Zhong Sheng said, lowering his head and setting up the Kongming lantern, "It's because he did it that those people are willing to call him a saint. He is willing to save things that have nothing to do with him. , is a saint. Even if the national teacher did nothing, no one can say anything about him, why should he do it?"

"If he just watched those people die, he would commit crimes," Jiang Yiming said.

"That's destiny." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth for a bit and smiled: "Destiny also has loopholes to exploit."

When he saved the disaster year, he didn't change the weather to make rain. He just taught the villagers how to protect the crops. He didn't change the destiny, but he saved people.

Zhong Sheng was still setting up the Kongming lantern, and said after hearing the words: "It's a choice whether to drill or not, and destiny is destiny. You... It's his ability to move. If you don't move, it's the fate of those people."

Jiang Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbfoundedly: "You are really... When you put the sky lantern, remember to take these words and tell the national teacher to hear."

"Okay." Zhong Sheng replied, frowning slightly, and the paper Kongming Lantern in his hand was almost broken by him, but it still hasn't been erected yet.

Jiang Yiming looked at it, clicked his tongue twice, and drove Zhong Sheng away: "I didn't expect you to be so lazy that you can't even play Kongming lanterns? I'll do it."

How many modern people know how to set up Kongming lanterns?Zhong Sheng didn't say anything, and handed the two Kongming lanterns to Young Master Jiang.

The young master set it up in two or three strokes, lit candles and put them in, handed one to Zhong Sheng, and held one in his hand, the two stood facing each other, the Kongming lanterns touched, and the candlelight reflected their faces.

Jiang Yiming said in a low voice: "The Kongming Lantern is to pray for the blessing of the gods, so I will pray for the peace of the world and the blessings of the world."

Zhong Sheng glanced at him, and said calmly: "I hope the national teacher will be reincarnated in peace and joy in this life."

Jiang Yiming was startled, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Zhong Sheng, but Zhong Sheng closed his eyes and his expression was flat, as if he was really just making a wish.

"It's time to let go." Zhong Sheng said, looking at Jiang Yiming.

Jiang Yiming let go subconsciously, and the Kongming Lantern in his hand floated towards the sky along with Zhong Sheng's light.

Unknowingly, Kongming lanterns of all sizes have been lit far and near, and candlelight is shining in the sky at this moment, which is actually a rare beauty in the world.

Young Master Jiang raised his head and stared blankly at the sky filled with Kongming lanterns.

These are all sky lanterns for him, sky lanterns for him to pray for?