The ghost king wants to walk the road of flowers

The "ocean" in the ocean playground is actually a real ocean, but it is not a real ocean.

Engineers dug a large pond here, which was comparable in size to the five lakes, and brought in seawater. "Sea" has built many recreational projects and built a "Sea Playground".When it was first built, the engineers never imagined that one day this big pond would gather all kinds of "immortals".Let more than a dozen lifeguards standing at their posts jump into the water at the same time to start this unprecedented lifesaving activity.

The cool sports car floated on the water and leaned against the shore.On the shore, the crane turned its heavy "arm" to fish out a "sweaty" mountain bike from this artificial ocean.

On the stone seat in front of the flower garden, sat two female students wrapped in blankets, wet.In front of them stood the same wet policeman.

The management staff of the Ocean Playground, with a pale face and cold sweat, stood beside these policemen.Although this matter has little to do with him, but it happened on his own land, he had to bend his waist, and his heart had to be pulled up.

"This ocean playground is not safe enough, and there are no fences." The policeman pointed at the limestone-paved shore, "This place is a blind spot when you are sitting in a car. You can't see it, you know? Turn around I have to Let the Environmental Reconstruction Bureau know."

A small police officer said: "Captain Li, in fact, cars are not allowed to enter this place at will. They only opened this passage today when they were filming a program."

Hoping to get rid of the embarrassment brought about by his distressed image, Li Dui took a look at this ungrateful little police officer.

Chu Lai and Zheng Xuzhe were protected by the out-of-print sports car that outmatched a cheetah on land and a submarine in sea, so their bodies were not affected too much, but their hearts were shaken, which should not be underestimated.Especially Chu Lai.It was the first time he met fans so crazy that he was so frightened that he seemed to be stupid, and he dared not speak.

The staff lifted up the hem of the clothes, wrung out the water on them, and looked at the van picked up by the crane from the water. The photographer shouted: "Master! Please be careful, there are still equipment inside."

Some directly complained: "The loss of filming this program is too heavy."

After the police finished educating the two female students who caused the serious accident, the two female students lowered their heads tightly.After educating them, the police are responsible for sending them home.

Passing by Zheng Xuzhe, the blue skirt stopped, looked at Zheng Xuzhe, her lips trembled, and approached Zheng Xuzhe.

Zheng Xuzhe reacted instinctively, and took half a step back in fright.

This half-step back movement of the body is serious.

Since his debut as a member of Crysrtal7, he has seen countless illegitimate children.The degree of horror today is second only to the unemployed girl who hid in the top cabinet of his house for half a month last time.

Seeing Zheng Xuzhe's reaction, the blue skirt stopped in her tracks, feeling at a loss.She picked up the orange scarf that was still dripping, and said incoherently on the phone: "Brother, I'm just, I'm just this, I want to give this to you. I'm not, I'm really not an illegitimate fan. I was just too I’m in a hurry! I wanted to knock on your car door but the car drove away, and as soon as my mind got hot, I...I just want to give this to you.” She always said bad things, and she was so anxious that she waved her hands and stamped her feet, and suddenly burst into tears, Crying so ugly, "It...it's wet..."

Zheng Xuzhe made her cry for a while: "Okay, okay, don't cry, just go back and dry when it gets wet." He took the orange scarf from the blue skirt.

The blue skirt's eyes were red, and she sucked her nose hard: "Then can you, can you forgive me and don't get angry."

Zheng Xuzhe was originally full of anger, but seeing her blushing from crying, with snot and tears, the fear and anger in her heart were reduced, so she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.He didn't say that he didn't forgive the blue skirt, and pointed at her: "Don't do this kind of thing again, I'm serious." He became serious, "If you do this kind of thing again in the future, don't come to see us."

The blue skirt wiped away tears and snot, and said vaguely with a mouthful of saliva, "I will never do this kind of thing again, absolutely not."

"I saw you lying on the back of my car just now, I was really scared to death." Zheng Xuzhe exaggeratedly covered his chest in order to let Lan Quao feel his fear, "I'm not moved, I really am Scared to death, you know? I don't want you to take your own life and joke with other people's lives."

The blue skirt couldn't help nodding: "I see."

"And it's Monday, right? You're still wearing your school uniform, why did you come out to play? You have to study hard in the future."

Blue skirt only cried and nodded.

"Okay, let's go back with the police uncle."

"Brother, I will definitely study hard in the future, and I won't do this kind of thing anymore. I, I'm leaving, brother goodbye." Lan Quozi waved to Zheng Xuzhe, lowered his head, and followed the police.

Chu Lai has no experience in dealing with illegitimate children. Seeing Zheng Xuzhe teaching young and ignorant fans who can still be taught, he felt admiration and benefited a lot.The red skirt who was chasing after him, because he was afraid of being blamed, dragged the mountain bike she rode early, followed the police, and didn't dare to look at him when he left.He must have realized the mistake he had made.

Most of the camera equipment in the van is large.It is estimated that the small pieces cannot be fished out.

Among the staff, the team leader just finished contacting the production team and said, "We can't continue filming for this one today. Let's go to the director first."

Zheng Xuzhe and Chu Lai nodded, frowned, exhaled, and went with them to take a taxi with them still in shock.

Sitting in the taxi, Chu Lai recalled all that happened today, and there was still a chill behind him.Thinking is difficult from "being an artist", all the way to "difficult to be a human being".He took out his mobile phone and sent the same messages to the remark titled "Old Capitalist", "Zu'an Daojing", "Violent Old and Young", and "Hongxing First Brother" one after another: I am no longer a human being.

Haiyou: Maybe your filming didn't go well?

Xuemi: Old Two-dimensional. ^^

Rong Nuo: I will help you.

Rao Xuan: I don't have time, get out.

After reading Chu Lai's replies, I went back to Haiyou first: All this starts from the autumn of 1930, when Yuan Longping was born in Peking Union Medical College Hospital...

There is a pavilion near the top of Baicheng Mountain.There is a temple 50 meters ahead obliquely left from the pavilion.

The group of Rao Xuan and Jian Liu climbed here, and it rained from the sky.

The assistant grabbed the little raindrop and asked, "Did the weather forecast say it will rain today?"

One person responded to her: "It's raining lightly, it will pass in a while."

When everyone saw the pavilion, they went in to rest.Rao Xuan contacted the other two groups of members, Xuemi and Haiyou found two tips, and Lin Suyu and Zuo Xin also found two tips.One last tip, probably somewhere on the top of the mountain.

There are not many places to sit in the pavilion, so Jian Liu and Rao Xuan gave up the seats to the staff.

"Rao Xuan, come with me to have a look there." Jian Liu invited Rao Xuan to go out with him for a walk, and said to the staff, "Don't worry, we won't go far, we'll be back in a while."

Rao Xuan followed behind Jian Liu and asked Jian Liu, "Where are we going?"

Jian Liu didn't speak, just walked towards the temple.

Rao Xuan and Jian Liu came to the gate of the temple, and saw a magic mirror hanging in the middle of the gate of the temple.The magic-suppressing mirror was originally facing away from them, and a gust of wind blew it over, turned its face suddenly, and the mirror was facing Rao Xuan.

Rao Xuan saw in the mirror that his complexion was blue and white, without any original appearance.There was a sudden chill, and the feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to walk: "I don't really want to go into this kind of place."

Jian Liu smiled gently, took his arm and said, "Just go in and take a look, it's all right."

Rao Xuan was half pushed and half pulled by him, and the boss reluctantly walked into the temple.

Inside the temple, a statue of a certain god that Rao Xuan had never seen and whose name he did not know was enshrined in the middle.

When Rao Xuan saw this unknown god, he had no fear in his heart.But in the hand of this god, there is actually a sword soaked in cinnabar from the Temple of Heavenly Emperor.

Rao Xuan had suffered so much from Heavenly Emperor Cinnabar, when he saw the sword, he couldn't help but tremble twice, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

It is estimated that no one has been to this temple for a long time. It exudes a deserted and musty atmosphere, and the dust is flying and fluttering in the dim light that penetrates.

Jane flowed into the temple, stood quietly in front of the god, looked up silently, without saying a word.

Rao Xuan was too uncomfortable staying here, moved his shoulders, hands and feet, and said: "There is nothing to see here, let's go out."

Jian Liu didn't respond to his words.

Rao Xuan glanced at his back, his heart was beating wildly for a while, and he felt an indescribable panic amidst the strangeness.

He ignored Jian Liu, turned around, and was about to go out.

Just when he was about to step out of the threshold with one foot, the three gates of the temple suddenly all closed, sealing the two of them in this small space.

"What's going on? Why did the door close suddenly?"

Rao Xuan pushed the door hard several times, but it couldn't be opened.A thought floated in my mind-could this be the arrangement of the program group?

But this idea was broken by Jian Liu's next actions.

Jian Liu walked to the statue, and took out the bright red sword soaked in cinnabar from the statue's hand.He slid his fingertips across the sword, and the blade reflected a dazzling light.His voice was particularly low in this gloomy temple: "Don't you want to know what I did before I became a singer?"