The Road to Superstars Worshiping the Elders

Xiangshan, falling maple leaves.

At this time, Song Jing stood on the wide asphalt road, looking at the villa in front of him with a rather complicated expression.This villa is still the same as when I left, 20 years have passed, and there is no trace of oldness.It can be seen that it is well maintained on weekdays.

Song Jing put the key into the deep black door, and the whole door creaked open.

Afterwards, Song Jing walked slowly into the villa.The entire villa was empty.

The extremely familiar dining table, chandelier, and even clothes hangers... not only the outside, but even the inside of the villa is the same as when I left.Song Jing sat down on the dark leather sofa rather weakly.

If it was before, Song Jing would definitely face all this calmly.But now that the missing memory is recovered, Xie Daonian is an obstacle in his heart again, Song Jing really can't turn a blind eye.

"Officer Guo, you asked me about the corpse dismemberment case back then. It's been 17 years, who still remembers it so clearly." With nothing to do, Song Jing picked up the remote control next to the sofa, ready to watch the current popular drama, But as soon as the TV was turned on, a very familiar voice suddenly sounded.

This is exactly the fragment of "Fire Phoenix" that year, and then Song Jing switched to the channel.

"Star Judgment", "Shadow", "Biography of the Great Sage"... No matter where they turn, they are all movies starring him.Not only that, but there are also variety shows such as "Strength Star" and "Strength Acting".

Obviously, this is Xie Daonian who has collected all the shows he has appeared in.

After turning off the TV, Song Jing also felt restless.

"I've practiced for more than 200 years in vain. Now it seems that I haven't been able to calm down when I was young." After the irritability passed, Song Jing also laughed at himself.

It's been 200 years, and I really live more and more.

Afterwards, Song Jing went to the study room, randomly dug out a copy of "A Brief History of China" from the bookshelf, and began to read it quietly.Looking at it this way, I saw nine o'clock in the evening.

There is a slight sense of hunger in my stomach, and now I have no cultivation base, and I am no different from ordinary people.Song Jing thought for a while, put down "A Brief History of China", found a coat from the bedroom, put it on and prepared to go out.

I bought this coat during the filming of "The Legend of the Great Saint". Even though 20 years have passed, the style is by no means out of date.

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"Where are you going?" Song Jing finished dressing and just went downstairs when Xie Daonian's deep voice came from the dark.Song Jing didn't turn on the light when he went upstairs just now. After hearing the sound, Song Jing turned on the chandelier.

I saw Xie Daonian sitting quietly on the sofa, his suit a little messy, I don't know how long he sat here.

"Hey, it's only been a day, and you're so bored that you want to leave? In your eyes, longevity has become so unimportant? Or, you'd rather give up longevity than live with each other." Before Song Jing could speak, Xie Daonian asked Standing up, approaching the road step by step.

Although Xie Daonian said it calmly.But Song Jing still felt the surging waves under his calm.

In a daze, Song Jing was pushed against the wall by Xie Daonian again.Seeing Xie Daonian's face close at hand, Song Jing thought of the night before returning from Xuanyu Continent.

Same place, different time.

"I'm a little hungry, I'm going to go out and buy something." After being dazed, Song Jing explained.If before, he would have pushed Xie Daonian away without hesitation, but now he doesn't know if it is appropriate to push away.

"Song Jing, I'm tired." Just as Song Jing was thinking, the pressure dropped suddenly, and Xie Daonian said slowly in his ear.The voice was full of exhaustion.

Song Jing had never seen Xie Daonian like this.

Afterwards, Xie Daonian put his hands in his pockets and walked upstairs. For the past 20 years, Xie Daonian has often been in and out of Xiangshan Villa, and naturally there is also a bedroom he specially tidied up here.

After the interruption just now, Song Jing no longer felt hungry.Readjusting the TV, Song Jing is ready to watch gossip news.

"Ding dong, ding dong..." Just 5 minutes after the TV was turned on, there was a ding-dong sound outside the door.Song Jingwei was surprised, and then opened the door.

"Mr. Feng, this is the dish Mr. Xie ordered." I saw a bodyguard in black standing at the door. Behind the bodyguard were dozens of waiters in red gowns, and each waiter was holding a delicate dish in his hand. dishes.

"Come in." Seeing this, Song Jing nodded.Obviously, these were Xie Daonian's orders.

Afterwards, Song Jing sat at the dining table and ate some dishes briefly.

Silent all night.

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"Mr. Feng, I'm Aunt Liu. From now on, I'll be in charge of your meals and room cleaning." In the early morning of the second day, Song Jing went downstairs, only to see a strange woman about forty years old serving at the dining table.After seeing Song Jing, the woman quickly put down her work and said hello.

"Where's Mr. Xie?" Song Jing nodded politely, and then asked.

He thought about it all night yesterday. The relationship between him and Xie Daonian was already 200 years ago. They are both great powers in the comprehension continent, so why should they be so hypocritical.It has nothing to do with longevity, Song Jing just wants to make up for his choice back then.

"Mr. Xie went out early in the morning." Aunt Liu replied quickly after hearing this.Although I don't know the identity of the man in front of me, since he can appear here, he is the owner of this villa.

"En." Song Jing nodded slightly after hearing the words.It seems that if you want to have an appointment with Xie Daonian, you have to wait until he comes back at night.

Immediately afterwards, Song Jing sat down and drank the lotus leaf porridge in front of him.

I have to say that Aunt Liu's craftsmanship is still extremely good.

But for a week, Song Jing didn't see Xie Daonian, either Xie Daonian came back too late, or he left too early in the morning.Only then did Song Jing realize that Xie Daonian was probably trying to hide from him.

Song Jing smiled self-deprecatingly, and his thoughts about the interview also faded.

Practicing boxing, reading books, surfing forums... Gradually, Song Jing got used to the current life.Just like an ordinary person, without thinking about other things, life is a little more comfortable.

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"Ahem..." This night, Song Jing was woken up by his dry cough.The melon seeds that Aunt Liu bought were too delicious. During the day, Song Jing couldn't help but ate a couple of more. Unexpectedly, he coughed and lacked water at night.

Song Jing sat up straight and was about to get out of bed to pour a glass of water, but saw a vague figure sitting on the bedside.

"Thank you Daonian?" Song Jing asked softly after he was stunned.The visitor was wearing a dark gray bathrobe, judging by the moonlight shining through the curtains, it was Xie Daonian.

"Song Jing, in the past two hundred and sixty-three years since Nether Island, have you ever had me in your heart?" In the dark night, Xie Daonian's eyes were as dazzling as black gems.At this time, Xie Daonian looked directly at Song Jing and said slowly.

Song Jing: ...he doesn't know how to answer, if he was young, he would definitely answer without hesitation.But answering yes and no now seems too hypocritical.

"Do you know that the first time I saw you was not at the Zongmen Dabi, but on the way to Yedu. At that time, you were standing on a dragon flying car, wearing a crescent white robe, Standing with hands behind my back, I thought at that time, this young boy is really handsome.

You are the pride of the Song family in Shengzhou, and I am a country bumpkin from a small border area, and it was only then that I always paid attention to your movements.Until the night in the Nether Cave, I always thought that I was a big chancer.Oh, I didn't expect things to change after that.

Song Jing, I have never believed in luck, but now I have to admit it. It has been 260 years, and my generation of monks should see through all obstacles in practice, but I am deeply trapped in it.do you know?In the past 20 years, I have been daydreaming all the time. When I was in the Continent of Cultivation, if I had been stronger, maybe everything would have been different.

At least when you let go, I have the ability to hold on. "Xie Daonian ignored Song Jing's answer or not, but continued to ramble.

At this time, Xie Daonian was completely opposite to his usual calm and quiet image, and his whole body was full of exhaustion.

Song Jing listened patiently, but inside he was full of miscellaneous tastes.

"You have no aura now. When I saw you again, I thought about whether it would be better to imprison you and not leave my sight. But in the end... I still don't want to give up." Finally, Xie Daonian raised his head, slowly road.

"Thank you..." Song Jing opened his mouth when he heard the words, Xie Daonian's expression was too affectionate at this moment, Song Jing didn't know what to say for a while.

"There are still sixteen days left, just stay with me for another sixteen days." Finally, Xie Daonian stood up and said before leaving.

Song Jing's expression was complicated. He pursued 200 years of longevity, but when the longevity was close at hand, his mood was a little messy.

After this night, Song Jing and Xie Daonian also entered a normal mode of getting along.

For example, every morning, Xie Daonian would no longer hide from Song Jing, but eat at the same table.In the evening, the two will also watch China's popular TV series together.What's more, Xie Daonian will discuss the Chinese tea ceremony with Song Jing.

The two of them lived together strangely and harmoniously, and the atmosphere resembled that of Nether Island.

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"I asked Mr. Xie why he didn't go back during this time. It turned out to be here on the [-]th line of yours." At five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Jing was tending the flower garden outside the villa. This flower garden was built together by Song Jing and Xie Daonian in recent days. The bouquet is colorful and beautiful.

After pruning the flower branches, Song Jing was about to go back when an unexpected voice rang beside his ears.

Song Jing looked up, and the person who came was wearing a pair of vermilion bloomers and a sequined jacket. The clothes were quite fashionable, and it was Yu Wenjing.

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