Fu can't escape

The new year is coming soon, and this spiritual sanatorium at the foot of Youxian Mountain is extremely lively tonight.

Listening to the countdown on TV, everyone was in high spirits. When the count reached one, there was a whizzing sound outside the window. People followed the sound and saw countless fireworks exploding in the air.One wave after another, the fireworks seemed to never end.

Fireworks, not fireworks for help, not a signal of danger.They are ordinary fireworks that people will set off during the festivals.

The brilliant colors disappeared into the night sky over and over again, and were lit up over and over again, illuminating the new year as well.

When the fireworks were completely quiet, people found that it was snowing again outside the window.The auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year, which is a good omen.

The fluttering snowflakes are like the fireworks falling in the world, they are obviously cold, but they have a special softness.

On this land, there used to be a small city named Huanmei. Huanmei City was once the capital of the ancient Jialing Kingdom, but it was quickly submerged in the rolling waves of history.To be honest, Huanmei City is located in the north of Xuecheng, quite far from Huanmei County.

The reason why Huanmei County is called this name is that when the town was re-established later, people mistakenly regarded this place as the Huanmei City.

A long time ago, this place was called Xueyou Town.Many years have passed, when the smoke of war razed Xueyou Town to the ground, people have completely forgotten why their homeland is called Xueyou.

Xueyou, doesn't it mean "the snow and the sky bless my homeland" when interpreted.

In ancient times, people here believed that the deceased ancestors would turn into white snow to protect their descendants.Every day it snows, it means that the ancestors are missing their homeland.

It has been snowing for an unknown amount of time, and it has taken away an unknown amount of remains, left an unknown amount of vitality, and carried an unknown amount of nostalgia.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, which family's children are going to travel again, which family's adults are making the last dumpling, which family's old man rolled his eyes while watching TV, and which family's forced smile is unwilling to see him off.

Snowflake was carried by the wind all over the world, no matter people reunited at home or people far away, they all felt her breath.

Beginning of the new year.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, everyone in the nursing home left one after another. They didn’t want to delay leaving until so late, but they were so happy after drinking a dark drink the day before yesterday. They basically spent the whole day catching up on sleep yesterday. .

After saying goodbye to their friends, everyone went home.

Gu Zhaoling left with his uncle and cousin in Mr. Lin's car.At that time, when the Gu family and the Zou family came, they agreed on a place to meet and then set off together. This made it impossible for people with different destinations or even going in opposite directions to take the same car.And Gu Zhaoling came here in Ms. Jin's car at all, and the team had already gone back to the mountain.

Mr. Zou was calculating how long it would take them to get to the bus station in Huanmei County, when Mr. Lin invited the three of them to go together.

Mr. Lin found a black car that looked old from nowhere. Mr. Zou greeted him a few words, and finally got into the car with the child.

The sanitation workers worked really hard. Their labor earned vehicles and pedestrians the ability to walk on the road unimpeded after snow.Although the road was still relatively slippery and the cars were moving very slowly, it was almost evening when they arrived at Gu Zhaolin's house this time.

The scenery along the way has not changed much from the last time I came, but people's moods are different, and the things they see are also different.Now that the crisis is over, they see that everything is good, even the snowdrifts that can be seen everywhere are extraordinarily white and clean.

However, they remained silent all the way, and Mr. Zou still dutifully became the driver. Gu Zhaolin did not choose the back seat this time, but took the front row.And Zhao Ling and Lin Hui in the back seat looked at the window on the other side, looking at each other silently.

Arriving in Winter City safely, the family of three went upstairs with anxiety. The reason for the anxiety was that Mr. Lin followed them in the name of being a guest this time.

Zhaoling and Mr. Zou saw the mountain of garbage they had imagined, and piles of fast food boxes were piled up next to the sofa one by one, as if to prove which one could be placed first.

Seeing this, Zou Chengjun and Gu Zhaolin hurriedly packed up, while Gu Zhaoling was left to entertain Mr. Lin.

"I have something I've always wanted to tell you." Gu Zhaoling lowered his head, as if he was experiencing inner struggle.

Seeing him like this, Lin Hui immediately imagined more than a dozen bloody confession plots. As his brain imagining went deeper and deeper, his heartbeat also accelerated a little bit.

"That..." Gu Zhaoling plucked up his courage and said, "I'm sorry for making you eat dog food for so many days!"

Lin Hui: "..."

Mr. Lin said that his heart, which was beating at a rate of 120 beats per minute just now, immediately returned to a normal heartbeat rhythm. Such a change in speed is really unbearable.

"I didn't know you were human either... ah no no no, I didn't know you could become a human either. I even bought a year's supply of dog food and kept it." Gu Zhaoling thought for a while and looked into Mr. Lin's eyes , said very seriously, "How about this, in order to make up for the spiritual loss I caused you, anyway, there are still dog food left, I will eat as much dog food as you used to eat!"

Lin Hui: "..." Mr. Lin, who is full of inner drama, is very calm at the moment.

Gu Zhaoling asked carefully: "Are you dissatisfied? Then how do you want me to make up? Please feel free to ask. I will never refuse if I can do it!"

"I really didn't eat dog food." Lin Hui said almost word for word, "I quietly poured out the dog food you put in the basin."

"That's really great." Gu Zhaoling seemed relieved, "By the way, do you still need those?" Gu Zhaoling pointed to the dog house, dog leash, and dog toys that were placed in the corner.In his heart, he didn't know why Mr. Lin followed him home. The reason he could think of was that what Mr. Lin had left with him... these things belonged to him.

Lin Hui said: "I will take it away." After all, in his opinion, those were the first gifts Zhao Ling gave him.Obviously, he completely ignored that Mr. Zou Chengjun paid for these things.

Gu Zhaoling smiled: "Okay, I'll take these things to your car." It seems that Ning Zi is right, Mr. Lin is still a nostalgic old man, and he is not willing to throw away the small nest where he has lived for several months .Comrade Gu Zhaoling thought to himself.

Mr. Lin really cherishes things. If he is a person who doesn't know how to manage a house, he can't lead the demons and ghosts on the fairy mountain to establish a world in the business world of the world.But the dog house and the dog chain really made him unable to cherish it. What he wanted to cherish was the days of being a blackie in this family.

Although Zhaoling said he wanted to help move things, no one expected him. Mr. Zou and Gu Zhaolin carried the dog house and everything into the car.Mr. Lin looked at the empty back seat, and then at the bulging trunk, with mixed emotions in his heart.

The car drove out of the narrow road and onto the wide road. There were more and more vehicles on the road, but there were few pedestrians.

This year is not over yet, and people are still reuniting with their families.

Gu Zhaoling and his family of three cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls for dinner at night, and the refrigerator was full of quick-frozen food. When Mr. Zou was not at home, Comrade Gu Zhaolin didn’t even bother to cook quick-frozen food and ate instant noodles.This just saved a refrigerator of dumplings and glutinous rice balls, and they have all the things they eat this New Year.

In the past two days, they learned from the seniors in the nursing home. Before eating, they took a photo and uploaded it to Moments.These three people are obviously very popular, and within a few minutes of uploading, the room was filled with various notification sounds.

The difference is that the likes and comments that Mr. Zou received are all from screenwriters, stage managers and actors who have worked with him, while Gu Zhaolin obviously only has a few like-minded colleagues who will be in frequent contact.

These two people listened to Gu Zhaoling's mobile phone beeping for a while, and then beeping for a while. They were curious when so many people contacted their worried child.After getting permission, they couldn't wait to turn on Zhao Ling's cell phone, and they were dumbfounded.

Zou Chengjun felt that his voice was a little hoarse: "Zhaoling, when did you add Senior Zhao and Senior Zhang?" These are all the older generation in the Xuanshu world, and he would not dare to talk to them when he saw them.

"When I was in the hospital." Gu Zhaoling said, "Seniors are very nice, and they gave me snacks from time to time."

"The one who gave you food is a good person?" Gu Zhaolin expressed his disdain for his younger brother's behavior, "When did you add this lady who came to our house last time and her husband?" Why did the contact information come home?Well, this is Comrade Gu Zhaolin's way of thinking.

"I happened to meet them when they came to our house again, so I added them." Gu Zhaoling thought for a while, and said, "Our family still has the wedding candy from their old couple."

Before Gu Zhaoling finished speaking, he heard the phone ring again. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he saw the stiff expressions of his uncle and cousin, he suddenly became a little curious.Gu Zhaoling went up to take a look. The latest message was from Mr. Lin. It was a simple sentence: eat well and stop playing with your phone.

Gu Zhaoling: "..."

Zou Chengjun: "..."

Gu Zhaolin: "..."

"Are you guys familiar enough?" After a while, Mr. Zou spoke again, this time his voice was even hoarse.

"Didn't you ask me to ask Mr. Lin to eat that day? We added it on the way to the cafeteria." After a while, Gu Zhaoling added, "I took the initiative."

Mr. Zou and Gu Zhaolin involuntarily stared at the message for a long time, and then looked at Zhaoling meaningfully.

Gu Zhaoling was furiously stared at by them. After finishing dinner in twos and threes, he locked himself in the room and couldn't come out.

What Zou Chengjun and Zhaolin didn't expect was that Zhaoling's door was closed as if it was really closed, and he didn't come out for a whole week.

Zhaoling didn't go out to set up a stall these two days, and Mr. Zou and the others were afraid that they could hear the continuous typing sound from Zhaoling's room at his door, but they didn't know what this man was doing in there.

Thinking about Zhaoling's previous major, it seems that it is really a keyboard-related profession, and there is nothing wrong with that.

Gu Zhaolin said that he didn't want to hear the sound of the keyboard outside of work, so he refused to be afraid of eavesdropping on the door after listening to it twice.They saw that the refrigerator was turned over every day, so they simply left food in the refrigerator, and they didn't knock on Zhao Ling's door these days.

More than a week passed, and when the holidays of Zou Chengjun and Gu Zhaolin were over, Comrade Gu Zhaoling finally left the customs.

His skin was fairer before, and the dark circles under his eyes looked particularly obvious. This time, it was more like he hadn't closed his eyes for several days and nights, and the dark circles under his eyes looked like giant pandas.But he himself has no awareness of his current mental outlook. When Mr. Zou saw him, he was leaning against the door frame, looking silly at the stack of A4 papers in his hand.

"Zhao Ling." Mr. Zou looked at his nephew's appearance, feeling a little unbearable, "Are you really driving yourself crazy?"

"Uncle, can't you just hope I order it? If I'm crazy, I can only say that your family's genetics have played a role." Gu Zhaoling obviously didn't really fall into a state of madness. I can tell.

"What's the matter with you?" Zou Chengjun was really worried, his sister gave him such a task of looking after children all his life, how could he mess it up.

"Hehehe, uncle, I finally..." Gu Zhaoling took a deep breath and shouted, "I finally finished writing the script!"

"What script?" Mr. Zou expressed his confusion.

Gu Zhaoling sighed: "I am an authentic film and television academy student."

Zou Chengjun: "...Don't be so proud of being a graduate."

Gu Zhaoling reminded: "Of course my major is to earn my living by writing scripts."

Mr. Zou also looked very melancholy: "I thought that after you came out of the nursing home, you decided to make a living by fortune-telling."

"That's just a side job." Gu Zhaoling emphasized, "Side job."

"Okay, okay, fortune-telling is your side job." Mr. Zou asked, "I want to ask why you want to write a script on a whim?" In his impression, things written by his nephew can still be read, but He hasn't written anything since his award-winning work was stolen last time.

Mr. Zou really thought that his family Zhaoling would change his profession to tell fortunes in the future.

Gu Zhaoling seemed to finally feel the protest from his eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes: "Mr. Lin said he wanted a script, which is the story material he provided. I just added something to the original plot."

"Wait." Mr. Zou became even more uneasy, "When did you agree on these things?"

"That day when you asked me to ask Mr. Lin for dinner." Gu Zhaoling replied honestly.

Mr. Zou: "..."

Mr. Zou adjusted the tie of his suit uncomfortably: "Cough. Why does Mr. Lin want to find you... Ah no, what story does he want to find you to write?"

Gu Zhaoling said: "It's a story about past and present lives."

Zou Chengjun didn't dare to ask what the story in Mr. Lin's heart was; but he must ask why Mr. Lin asked Zhaoling to write this story.

Mr. Zou called and wanted to make an appointment to meet with Director Lin, but as soon as Lin Hui knew about it, he invited him directly to his office.Zou Chengjun sat tremblingly in the chairman's office, the afternoon sun shone on his face and the paper cup in his hand was almost crushed by him.

Mr. Lin was sitting opposite him. He originally wanted to make himself look softer, but it backfired.Knowing that he is not someone who is soft and gentle, Lin Hui decided to get straight to the point: "Is there anything Mr. Zou can do with me?"

"Boss Lin, Boss Lin, I just want to ask you and our family Zhaoling..." Mr. Zou didn't know how to put it, "Hiss... how do you say that?"

"We knew each other a long time ago." Lin Hui added, "In the previous life."

After returning to Youxian Mountain before, Qin Yining approached him alone in a dream. Mr. Lin tried his best to coerce and lure him, and finally managed to get the words out of Qin Yining's child.With Qin Yining's confession and connecting it with other things, Lin Hui followed the clues and found more things.

"Yes." Zou Chengjun had already guessed about this.After all, besides this reason, he really couldn't think of why their Boss Lin's attitude towards Zhao Ling was so different from his attitude towards others, "Then, what script do you want Zhao Ling to write, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Hui didn't want to make a fool of himself: "It's a story from a previous life."

Zou Chengjun asked: "No, no, I want to ask, why did you choose Zhaoling to write that story?"

He glanced at the script written by Zhaoling, and only knew that the script was called "Eternal Years", which seemed to be a very heavy story.

"Mr. Zou, do you know Ling Qiaoxi?" Lin Hui asked without answering.

Ling Qiaoxi was one of the clues he found. At this time, Mr. Lin had not yet reincarnated, so it was quite easy to find him.

"Are you talking about the original author of "The Fu of the Cang Hai"? I am shooting a movie based on his book." Speaking of this movie that has been delayed for many years due to various reasons, Zou Chengjun is also very sad, he does not know Can I finish this movie by myself?

"Mr. Ling Qiaoxi is a leader in the generation of mysterious arts. His strength is not only the talent in techniques and other aspects, but also a kind of ability in his soul." Lin Hui said, "Originally, After his reincarnation, the power hidden in his soul will be passed on to his descendants, but he is really reluctant to let his only daughter take risks in the world of mystical arts, so his soul stays in the human world."

Zou Chengjun listened quietly, without expressing any opinion.

Lin Hui continued: "Later, Mr. Ling Qiaoxi met a soul who was about to be reincarnated in the underworld. He realized that his ability was closely related to this person. After asking that person's opinion, Mr. Ling Qiaoxi will This ability was returned to that person. That person was reincarnated soon, he was born in Gu's family, and was named Zhao Ling."

Mr. Zou's palms began to sweat.

"Zhaoling inherited Lingqiaoxi's ability to perceive all kinds of people's previous lives." Lin Hui sighed, "Mr. Zou must have discovered these."

Zou Chengjun nodded. Even though his family didn't find anything strange about Zhaoling earlier, in recent years they felt that Zhaoling really had a lot to do with the mystical world.

Mr. Lin also nodded: "Nowadays, many people who have a relationship with the Taixu Temple have gone through several reincarnations. If you don't want them to recall the memories of your previous life, but want to know what they did in the previous life..."

"You need Zhaoling, right?" Seeing that his director hadn't spoken for a long time, Mr. Zou knew that he wanted him to take over.

"Yes. I think we will have a very happy cooperation." Mr. Lin said to Zou Chengjun that he had absolutely no intentions. Zou Chengjun is a person who doesn't believe in falling in the sky, and the benefits he gets from anyone will be equal. It made him feel flustered, but the word 'cooperation' was like a reassurance, which made him feel uneasy.

Just when Zou Chengjun relaxed, Mr. Lin's cell phone rang.

Lin Hui nodded at him, and he turned on his mobile phone while walking outside. At the moment when the door was about to close, Zou Chengjun heard the most gentle voice from his chairman: "Zhao Ling."

The next moment, the door was closed, and their conversation was unknown to others.

Mr. Zou: "..." Sure enough, you still can't rest assured!

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