There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Gu Yi's live broadcast only lasted two to three minutes.

He picked up the dagger, and the whole process until the screen went black didn't even take more than 20 seconds.

However, as early as the moment the blade hit the table, Ruo Cang couldn't help standing up and going out.

Ou Zhiming stretched out his hand to hold him, and called out in a low voice, "Ruo Cang."

They are not supermen, let alone gods.

Being far away from the Internet, he didn't even know where Gu Yi was, but Ruo Cang's heart was full of wanting to save him.

Ou Zhiming asked in a clear voice:

—Do you know where he is?

——Can you stop him out of thin air?

--That's too late.

Ruo Cang was taken aback for a moment, and Ou Zhiming then stood up, took his hand and walked out.

They share the same mind, and Ou Zhiming can receive all the flustered emotions in his heart.

Know more about Ruocang's principles and bottom line.

Human life is extremely precious, even for a person like Gu Yi, Ruo Cang hopes that he will live to get the retribution he deserves and reform himself.

During the period when Gu Yi and the Seventh Buddha disappeared, Ruo Cang was not worried about each other's situation.

Because Gu Yi will be condemned by his conscience, he will continue to do good and good, and will not be affected by any coercion and temptation with rhetoric, and he will fight to the end with forces like the Seventh Buddha to the end.

But they didn't expect that Gu Yi was indeed going to die.

Or under the coercion of someone else, he committed suicide live.

They walked out of the venue for a short distance, Ou Zhiming was holding a mobile phone in the live broadcast room, and the same melodious music as the surrounding ones was already playing.

In order to suppress this unexpected accident, the host of the party was also ready to appear on the stage, and said in a cheerful voice: "Thank you for coming to the No.40 Sixth Film Festival--"

It seemed that the accident just now was just a small episode that had nothing to do with the audience at the party.

Ou Zhiming held Ruo Cang silently, getting farther and farther away from the host's brisk voice.

With the deserted night wind blowing outside the venue, he didn't know if the guests in the venue and the audience in the live broadcast room were still in the mood to watch.

He was out of the mood.

"Where are we going?" Ruo Cang, who had already stabilized his mind, broke the silence.

"Go home." Ou Zhiming let go of Ruocang's hand, and helplessly rubbed the back of Ruocang's stiff neck.

It seemed that he wanted to shake off his melancholy.

"It's such a big commotion, the police will naturally deal with it." Ou Zhiming said, "Let's go home, and I'll treat you to supper along the way."

They deliberately avoided the matter in the live broadcast room, drove away from the venue and went straight to the night market.

The car arrived at its destination and could still find a parking space on the crowded street, but the two men in costumes looked out of place.

Ou Zhiming was lucky. He took off his coat and rolled up his shirt sleeves, and he was able to fit perfectly into the animal paradise.

Ruo Cang had no other choice, he wore a double-breasted antique casual suit with a single-layer design, and if he took it off, he would be on social news.

With Ruocang around, even a place of lively fireworks, drinking, punching and bragging, can automatically create a sense of immortality.

The two tall and well-dressed men have received countless visits.

Not everyone lives on the Internet, and not everyone knows about the live-streamed suicides that are making a lot of noise today.

In the lively environment, Ruo Cang's mood improved a lot.

He can also respond kindly to the gazes cast by his surroundings, showing a gentle and gentle smile.

He smiled, and immediately someone recognized Ruocang, excitedly shook the bamboo stick, "Hey Guandu, come to have a barbecue!"

"It's a bit like Guan Du, but unfortunately the clothes don't look like it hahaha."

"The seafood here is the best, I invite you."

The middle-aged guys speak with the pride of the market, they are not crazy about star chasing like little girls, but when they meet familiar actors and stars, they also have bright smiles and are unpretentious.

Ruocang's silent mood suddenly relaxed, and he smiled back at them and saluted, "No thanks, I appreciate it."

Such friendly communication with strangers really relieved his depression.

He couldn't help but cast a glance at Ou Zhiming, but he saw the people around him proudly raising their arms and walking forward with his arms around his shoulders.

"It's time to show you which one bakes your favorite tenderloin."

The life in the villa on the mountainside is simple and leisurely. As long as Ruocang can go home, he will definitely be able to wait until midnight for the barbecue to be delivered to his door.

Ou Zhiming, who ordered the order himself, said that he was afraid that you would bite me if you were very hungry.

In fact, whether to bite or not is one thing, the main reason is that Ruo Cang will be so hungry that he will not give up.

Ruocang was obviously not hungry tonight, but sitting in the smoky barbecue restaurant, his ears were full of noisy chatter, so he couldn't help but order super tenderloin squid and big chicken wings.

Ou Zhiming was not at all worried that someone would come over after hearing the news, so he added some favorite food to Ruocang, and waited leisurely for the boss to bake it and deliver it.

"Brother Xue will definitely scold me to death." Ruocang raised his hand to stroke his forehead, "run away from the party and still eat barbecue outside."

"Eat, no one will pay attention to us tonight."

Ou Zhiming frowned and let out a long sigh. Gu Yi probably drove everyone crazy.

Sure enough, when they waited patiently for the barbecue, the Weibo messages they randomly swiped out were full of crazy sighs.

Most of the audience have never seen such a horrible situation. Even if the film festival happily announced the excellent works of the past two years, it could not stop the continuous exclamation on the Internet.

They discussed Quan Zongwei's killing list given by Gu Yi, why Gu Yi was so extreme, who arranged the live broadcast, and whether what Gu Yi said tonight was true or not.

However, most of the discussion goes without context.

The audience panicked and waited for someone to break out a shocking scandal to divert their frightened hearts.

Ruo Cang looked at the news and sighed in pain.

——Gu Yi should have been held hostage by the person who threw the dagger at him.

——There is no news about him during this time, I thought he was locked up by Quan Zongwei, but unexpectedly...he got the evidence of Quan Zongwei's harm.

At the beginning, Ruocang and Ou Zhiming were only regarded as Gu Yi's evidence of Quan Zongwei's crime.

Ruo Cang clearly understood the function of the talisman.

Gu Yihui is dedicated to goodness, and it is absolutely impossible to see Quan Zongwei harming others and keep silent.

But what he didn't expect was that someone would specially prepare this live broadcast, so that Gu Yi would expose Quan Zongwei's crimes before his death.

What might seem like an act of justice, on second thought, is another crime entirely.

Ruo Cang pinned his phone on the table angrily, and retorted emotionally——

This is basically the self-satisfaction of the person who held Gu Yi hostage, showing his desire to make trouble!

— Don't be angry.

Ou Zhiming brought Ruo Cang a bottle of Coke.

The turmoil and noise from the outside world couldn't stop Ruo Cang from angrily scolding the person who didn't show his face.

A few short sentences in the live broadcast were enough for Ou Zhiming to feel the arrogance and contempt that surpassed the world, and his attitude of contempt for human life from the words of the man.

Ou Zhiming said in a low voice, "After supper, go back and get a good sleep. The police should have the results tomorrow morning at the latest."

It is impossible for the police to ignore such vicious live broadcast suicides.

The two of them ate barbecue at the night market slowly, without any celebrity baggage.

It's just that there are drunk big brothers around, and there is no interest in taking pictures and watching.

However, when they stayed for a long time, the young people who came out to look for food would naturally catch their presence.

In less than half an hour, Weibo was full of popular reposts.

"Am I not mistaken? The blue rare elite boss appeared in the night market just today? [Picture]"

"Fuck, Ou Zhiming and Ruocang? Aren't you guys at that movie event that kills thousands of swords? [Picture]"

Among the news that was full of discussions on the Internet, it was no surprise that Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming appeared in the barbecue restaurant.

The audience was depressed because of a live broadcast, and then excited again because of the photo of the two of them.

Ruo Cang was still wearing the double-breasted blue casual attire he had worn at the party, and he gnawed on the chicken wings very hard.

Ou Zhiming took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his light blue shirt, and focused on peeling the shrimp with lowered eyes.

The next photo also shows Ou Zhiming's perfect boyfriend power in putting shrimps into the Ruocang bowl!

Viewers who are single at night received a second round of stimulation.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"No wonder there is such a plot in the movie, it turns out that Director Ou experienced it himself."

"But Ruocang eating barbecue is much cuter than Guan Du! You must know that Guan Du doesn't eat at all, and you have to teach Zhang Minzhe to eat less and drink less!"

"Hehe, Ruocang eats cutely, because the one sitting in front of him is not Zhang Minzhe, but Ou Zhiming."

Netizens who were originally panicked have regained their emotions and found themselves who can gag and smile happily.

Sure enough, this world is still very beautiful, not all the gray of lost life, but also fresh and refined blue.

However, these two blue elites are too devilish.

Not only did they show off their affection at the movie event, but they even swaggered and ran to supper in dresses?

Two plates for one meal?

Super inhumane!

It is very easy for human beings to feel hungry from depression.

Maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's psychological comfort.

They have seen too much of Ruo Cang's dedication to eating meat and Ou Zhiming's gentle waiting, and they feel that they also need such a midnight snack to heal their wounded souls.

Therefore, people who usually don't eat extra meals at night are eager to open the software.

A restless night with an unusual smoky smell.

There are even a lot of takeaway orders.

Most people don't want to discuss the loss of life.

They would rather believe in the miracle that the police rushed into the room and saved the person than in the fact that they just witnessed a live-streamed suicide.

The barbecue photos gradually dilute the audience's psychological shadow.

They seem to have regained the ease and joy of browsing Weibo in the past, and they can follow real-time hotspots on the webpage, shouting: roasting brains is heresy, roasting kidneys is the orthodox supper!

The method Ou Zhiming used to comfort Ruo Cang indirectly comforted tens of thousands of injured viewers.

A group of people were filled with righteous indignation on the Internet and scolded Gu Yi for not cherishing life, but when they turned around, they all turned into philosophical reflections on the difference between crawling shrimp and pippi shrimp.

The fragmentation of the network quickly diverted their attention.

Even hot searches are rubbing against the popularity of barbecue, and opening Weibo is a late-night barbecue that hurts each other.

No night is complete without good food.

Netizens who couldn't order takeaway went from astonishment to bewilderment to fury, and rushed forward to ask Ou Zhiming: Why do you want to eat barbecue in public!Can't you just eat secretly at home!

It's too much for them to get hungry as soon as they swipe Weibo!

Noisy Weibo, the mood can experience many changes in one night.

Anger and sadness are finally resolved in the food, and everyone can close their eyes with anticipation and wait for a new day.

The same goes for Ruo Cang.

He came home with a smoky smell, took a hot bath carefully, and finished his evening classes well, then he fell on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

In fact, he is very tired.

In the face of a film event with complicated luck, he was hit hard by Gu Yi's live broadcast of suicide without being washed away by the winner's good fortune.

Maybe Ou Zhiming stuffed him with too many skewers, Ruo Cang could smell the hot flame even in his dream.

The strong aroma of charcoal roasting and oil explosion mixed with the mellow wine aroma he was used to, forming a brand new and strange taste.

Ruo Cang knew that he was in a dream, but he still couldn't get rid of the intrusion of this strange air.

He seemed to be standing in the crater of a billowing volcanic volcano, seeing gray and black smoky shadows everywhere, and his whole body was stained with sparks, burning his soul to the point of irritability.

Suddenly, a shrill voice came from my ear.

"It's scary! I feel scared when I see these news."

"Really, why did this happen?"

"I can't just die like this? The murderer can't be caught? It's too unsafe!"

The noisy sound, like magma erupting from a volcano, erodes the earth little by little, constantly exaggerating the gloomy fear and fear, and gradually occupying Ruo Cang's mind.

He stands where he is, or hangs above all the painful gloom.

Ruo Cang only felt that his mind was in a mess, and he was even a little at a loss when he heard the chaotic emotions in his ears.

The light and gloomy emotions gradually gathered into a large piece of darkness, and the gloomy and heavy clouds became black clouds, almost overwhelming Ruo Cang.

Suddenly, an extremely clear thought flashed through Ruo Cang's mind.

Mixed with the old and immature voices of men and women, he said: "This world will not be better, so I don't want to live—"

Ruo Cang almost woke up from his sleep.

The phrase "I don't want to live" echoed in his mind, shaking his whole body and soul.

He got it, he got it!

Ruo Cang got out of bed and ran to knock on Ou Zhiming's door.

Ou Zhiming's eyes were sleepy, his eyes were full of tiredness, he opened the door and leaned against the door frame wearily, he lazily raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth and yawned, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Ruo Cang's thoughts were confused, but only one thought was clear.

"I want to start a live broadcast!"

Ou Zhiming's new Weibo message appeared at four o'clock in the morning.

Netizens who were already fattened by his and Ruo Cang's barbecue at night were almost knocked out of their wits by the new news.

Ou Zhiming said: "Guan Dusha, Guotai Minan, at eight o'clock tonight, Guandu will come again. [Link]"

There is nothing wrong with the Weibo content, what is wrong is the link that follows!

It turned out to be the live broadcast platform of the movie event, the one hijacked by Gu Yi!

"Chale, Ouhuang wants to bring Ruocang to the live broadcast!"

Even at four o'clock in the morning, the news quickly spread to all major forums and chat groups.

Netizens and friends are all terrified, what is the horror, they are about to suffer from PTSD live broadcast.

"I'll ask you a question, please don't hit me. It's impossible for Ouhuang and Ruocang to broadcast live... so what?"

"I won't hit you, although I think so too, but I think they are all law-abiding and decent people, it is impossible to live broadcast... that or something."

"When I saw the word live broadcast now, my heart trembled. Who would have thought that I would be live broadcast today because of someone... Then what, I started to be afraid of live broadcast?"

In the early hours of the morning, the cultivators who stayed behind were all psychologically shadowed.

They didn't even dare to type out the words "suicide in the live broadcast". They only dared to ask what, shouldn't it be that?

Fortunately, Ou Zhiming has a holy light in their hearts, and he is definitely not a person who has lost his mind.

Even if the link he gave was from the Shaqiandao live broadcast platform, everyone would accept it with trepidation.

After all, Guan Du is coming again!Guandu is coming again!

This is how the pigeon spirit came to his senses and finally did some human affairs!

The audience wept with joy, and they didn't care what Ou Zhiming suddenly sent a message saying that he was going to live broadcast.

As long as they let Ruo Cangcang out for a while, their fragile little hearts are almost scared to stop by some people's behavior of live broadcasting.

The audience is really in pain.

Even if he didn't see the suicide scene, he could still imagine Gu Yi's ending.

This is not atonement for sinners, it is obviously a disguised form of torturing their delicate nerves.

Since everyone had been frightened by the same thing, speculation suddenly took off regarding Ou Zhiming and Ruo Cang's sudden live broadcast.

"Is this trying to overtake Gu Yi? After all, yesterday's live broadcast... Gu Yi also mentioned Ruocang, Ou Zhiming and Mr. Du. They don't have a good relationship."

"Don't make random guesses. In fact, the online marketing account said who the celebrity has a bad relationship with. They are all made up. Gu Yi also specifically mentioned them in yesterday's live broadcast... it should be a good relationship."

Even if most people hate Gu Yi, the dead are the most important, and they will never bring up any old accounts to prove the enmity between Gu Yi and Ruocang.

They were all people in the same circle, they couldn't see each other when they looked up, even Gu Yi had fallen into that state, and he didn't forget to thank Ruo Cang, at least in Gu Yi's heart, Ruo Cang was indeed a good person.

The audience sighed and waited for eight o'clock, ready to watch the long-lost Guandu and redeem their love for "live broadcast".

As soon as the news at four o'clock in the morning was sent out, Ruo Cang had already started preparing for the evening.

Ou Zhiming was so sleepy that he pulled himself together to listen to Ruocang.

"It should be that person intentionally used Gu Yi's suicide to spread panic." Ruocang gave evidence, "The tragic death of Lin Fengsheng's family, the author of "The Mystery of Candlelight", was spread in this way, and gathered 30 people. Years of resentment and panic!"

In the Internet age, information changes more rapidly, and there are more novelty-seeking things. Netizens may not be afraid of some alarmist gossip.

However, witnessing death directly will definitely break the psychological defenses of countless people and repeat the mistakes of the past.

Quan Zongwei's list is not important, what is important is that Gu Yi died generously.

Ruo Cang didn't care about the noisy voices in his dream, and he didn't care about the heat of the magma erupting like a crater.

He clearly remembered that sentence——

"The world will not be better, so I don't want to live."

These are not the words of a certain person, but the last words left by thousands of suicide victims who are disturbed by negative emotions, feel helpless, sad and painful.

Those who hijack the live broadcast room use the live broadcast to spread evil.

It's not for justice, but for more people, who feel pain, sadness and despair because of Gu Yi's death.

"Because Gu Yi still has so many fans."

Ruo Cang felt that the situation was serious, "If his fans are still immersed in the panic caused by the live broadcast, then the day when the official announcement of the death is likely to cause mass suicide."

Officials know this better than the general public.

So one night later, the police still haven't announced the status of Gu Yi's life and death. They only said that they received a report, located the location, and are conducting further investigations, which gave people a little bit of hope.

If Cang flipped through it, he could see tens of thousands of Gu Yi fans praying and waiting on the live broadcast platform, movie event, and police Weibo.

Even if Gu Yi, who had disappeared for a long time, caused such a big incident, countless people paid attention to his situation.

If there is no turning back to characterize a former traffic star as committing suicide, it will definitely cause quite a shock.

Ou Zhiming woke up from his sleepiness.

He didn't know why Ruo Cang thought of such a terrible consequence when he fell asleep suddenly.

"So you want to live broadcast exorcism?" Ou Zhiming felt incredible when he asked, "Didn't you say that exorcising evil through the Internet is useless?"

"Internet exorcism is really useless."

Ruo Cang said with certainty, "But it will be fine to dispel the fear in the audience's hearts."

Some spread fear.

Then he will dispel the fear.

The address of the live broadcast has been confirmed, and Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming are extremely busy before dawn.

Ruocang is in charge of contacting Mr. Du to prepare the venue and choose the most suitable magic circle talisman for the evening ceremony.

Ou Zhiming is in charge of contacting the video recording equipment and the live broadcast platform to ensure the best hardware facilities and network at night.

There are only ten hours to prepare for a significant live broadcast.

Ao Yingxue woke up from sleep, and when he got the news, it was a final decision and everything was settled.

"...Then you are calling to inform me?" Ao Yingxue held the phone and asked Ruocang hesitantly.

Ruo Cang on the other end of the phone was very serious and said, "I need your help."

The power of Ou Zhiming's Weibo can only attract loyal viewers.

However, the most extensive victims should be the little fans who have never left Gu Yi.

They may not watch the live broadcast of the one-sided enemy because of their Guandu.

However, Ruocang asked them to watch.

So, he thought of Ao Yingxue.

A serious broker who controls the contact information of various trolls and marketing companies on the entire network.

He hadn't thought about engaging in this miraculous spy mode to call a bunch of fans who always regarded Ruo Cang as an enemy to watch Ruo Cang's live broadcast.

But Ruocang's request was an imperial decree.

Even if Ao Yingxue's car overturns, he has to help him finish it smoothly.

In the afternoon of the same day, there were figures calling for the Aiyi Party in various fan circles, gossip and metaphysics forums.

"@爱伊党, I heard that Ruocang is going to play Guan Du at night, to surpass Gu Yi's dead soul?"

"Is there any Patriotic Party watching the live broadcast tonight? Gu Yi just finished the live broadcast last night, and Ruocang will broadcast live today, there must be something related!"

"Live at [-] o'clock. Yesterday, Gu Yi's live broadcast was also at [-] o'clock. This time is exactly the same. Could it be that Ruocang wants to recruit Gu Yi's soul?"

Everyone in the forum was stunned.

It's all a wild guess.

Ou Zhiming just said that Guandu is coming again. It seems to be a warm-up for "Guandu 2". Where did the navy come from, talking about these gods and gods?

They couldn't bear to watch the forum for a long time, raised their hands and replied:

"No, are you hyping the live broadcast, or are you just fishing? Learn about Ouhuangxuanxue. If Cang has a protagonist halo, take a look. There are not many patriotic parties now. What are you calling?"

However, not long after the reply was sent out, we saw strange Ai Party haunts.

"Bah! Ruocang is just trying to catch my brother's enthusiasm, how can he be so kind! I must scold him to death at night!"

The resident netizens of the forum were shocked!

... There is really a living Patriotic Party?

Where do you usually hide? It's so deep!

In the morning, it was the battlefield where ordinary audiences wept with joy, and in the afternoon, it was the rhythm of the Aiyi Party’s comeback and gathering gangs to prepare for the tower.

The live broadcast room that Ou Zhiming sent was already crowded with spectators before eight o'clock.

The chat box was so lively that it looked like an online group chat with millions of people, and it was impossible to see what the other party was posting.

"I heard that Ruocang wants to save Gu Yi, is it true?"

"Where did the rumor come from! It's the pre-heating live broadcast of "Guandu 2", which has been scheduled long ago!"

"Don't mention Gu Yi, okay, I feel bad luck when I think of him!"

"What do you mean? Bullying me because the fans are not here?"

"... Awesome, people can still fight after death, I have never seen such a fan who loves fighting."

The wind direction of the chat box is gradually going crazy. Even if the screen is swiped at super high speed, it can't stop the battle of hundreds of regiments.

The hamster always does not see or listen to evil, but the hunk is not a good person, and will never let Gu Yi commit suicide just because of Gu Yi.

Seeing that the chat box was about to turn into a place of violence and fighting, a notification suddenly dropped from the air: The administrator has banned all words on the screen.

All the news is stagnant, so you have to shut up honestly.

The audience who had been arguing just now suddenly lit up.

--I'm coming!

After the administrator muted the conversation, the live broadcast room lit up.

The live camera floated in the sky, like a movie camera zooming in, and slowly landed, showing Ruo Cang's figure.

Wearing a square scarf on his head, wearing a purple cassock of the sun, moon and stars, holding a mahogany sword, he stood on top of the huge magic circle with a serious expression, his whole body was as calm as Yama, and he was not angry and majestic.

In the silence, the administrator resumed speaking rights.

The studio was still quiet.

The audience and fans who had been arguing before were staring at the camera stupidly.

Everyone was shocked by Ruo Cang's solemn image, and they didn't even have the mood to raise their hands to type.

Most people have seen "Guan Du", but no one has seen Ruo Cang like this.

His whole body seemed to be surrounded by purple energy, like a nine-day god descending into the world.

With a single wave of the sword, thousands of thunders can be attracted, and the filth of the world can be wiped away!