Shinto monks in modern times

When Cang Yuan flew with the sword again, he finally remembered to turn on stealth.When he landed on the balcony of He Nan's house, he found that other people were sitting on the large and comfortable sofa watching TV, concentrating on it.

Seeing him coming, they just turned their heads, at most nodded and smiled at him, and then turned back.

What content is so attractive?

On the TV, a reporter was randomly interviewing passers-by on the street about the Shao Hanyan incident.

The little reporter with a sincere smile did not disturb the hurried people, but stopped the leisurely pedestrians, most of whom were young men and women, and their answers were varied: "Shao Hanyan is so stupid! It's a pity !"

"The pregnancy is emotionally unstable. She usually looks like a very independent and strong girl."

"I just want to know how to get into Yan Guan's press conference tomorrow."

"Brother reporter, you must have experience! How did you sneak in?"

In fact, the young reporter: "..." He cleverly changed the question: "What do you think of the love between Shao Hanyan and Yan Guan?"

A pedestrian: "It's not equal at all! You can play casually while you are determined! To be honest, I think love is something that seems to be very precious and great when it is said, but in fact it is just like a fairy, it is false."

The monks in front of the TV: "..."

The representative figure of the gods among the monks, the god Xiu Fengyi, took up the tablet of the big crane and swiped Weibo as if nothing had happened.

A tear-jerking long Weibo was reposted by many people and swiped the screen on the homepage. It was posted by a netizen named 'Huaweikai' on Weibo, "Falling for Love: How Deep is This Love, Always Teach My Daughter to Be Heartbroken" Below, the comment with the most likes is the comment of netizen 'Dream Not Awakened': "The flower has not bloomed, but it has withered; the dream has not awakened, and it will sleep forever." Feng Yi noticed that this was also the first comment on the long Weibo.

The little fox leaned over: "What are you looking at?"

Feng Yi clicked on the name 'Meng Weixing', and then pointed to the little reporter on TV: "He is 'Meng Weixing', and I have seen 'Flowers Not Blooming'. During the premiere of "Zheng Xi", They came together."

The little fox was shocked. Before she could figure out what she was shocked by, Cang Yuan called out: "Can Shendao know who the opposite person is through the Internet?"

"How is it possible?!" Feng Yi despised: "There are selfies in their Weibo album."

Cang Yuan: "..."

Hu Zhenzhen: "..."

Others who listened with pricked ears: "..." He made so much sense that I was speechless.

The press conference was held from 10:00 to 12:00 the next morning. Yan Guan and his manager obviously made a lot of preparations for this. Judging from the invited media, they were either forced to go to Liangshan, or Really confident.

The host's opening remarks and other non-nutritious links finally passed after a long while. The monks who came in to watch in a stealth group, like the reporters, instantly straightened up and began to ask questions enthusiastically.

Due to the professional characteristics of journalists, most of their questions are very specific. How to deal with them skillfully and calmly is a skill. Even old people who have been in the entertainment circle for many years may not be able to speak boldly without fear.

Yan Guan looked worriedly at his manager, Sister Zhen, and the woman with gorgeous makeup nodded and smiled at him, and secretly made a cheering gesture.

Gaining some confidence from his manager's actions, Yan Guan thought of everything he had endured these days, and his efforts for this press conference, and took a deep breath.

When he learned that Shao Hanyan committed suicide by jumping off a building, Yan Guan was very panicked. He searched a lot of information on the Internet and knew that if it was determined as a criminal case and a search warrant was obtained, the police could try to obtain Shao Hanyan's call records and content, and the records would definitely be found. , and the content cannot be recovered unless it is monitored or recorded in advance, and this bitch once told him that the phone was recorded!

Because the last phone call Shao Hanyan received before his death was from him, Yan Guan was once questioned by the police.Facing the serious police officers, after a short period of panic, Yan Guan cursed Shao Hanyan fiercely in his heart: I really linger!He was already dead and came to disturb his peace!

Thanks to this feeling, he finally calmed down and played a sad and frustrated man with all his acting skills, bluntly saying that the phone call meant to break up, but Shao Hanyan was very emotional and disagreed, saying that he would meet again next time. Talk and hang up the phone.Yan Guan's eyes were red, and Chen Ken said in a trembling voice: "I really didn't think she would commit suicide. I always thought she was a very strong and independent girl. Really, I didn't think... I knew it, I knew it... "There is no need to think about the following lines, he broke down in tears.

He really didn't expect that Shao Hanyan would commit suicide.

The police officers are gone.

The case ended in suicide and he was safe.

But the entertainment industry is not so easy to fool around.

Sister Zhen analyzed with him that even if the content of the call is really recovered, from the standpoint of the police, he is innocent; but the media and the public don't care whether you are guilty or not, as long as it is morally unjustifiable, since he is not popular enough Time is enough to end his career in showbiz.

——Even the manager didn't know, he was the one who posted those pictures on the Internet.

——For a dead woman, the goddess in my heart, who would have thought of using such cruel means to take revenge on his girlfriend who loved him so much?

Thinking of the experience of successfully escaping from the police, Yan Guan was determined.

He skillfully showed a look of self-restraint sadness, according to the original plan, he played the role of a man who was devastated by the death of his girlfriend, and wanted to answer the reporter's question, but suddenly encountered the biggest and most inexplicable fear in his life-he actually Can't control my body!

The voice, facial expressions, and movements are still, but the mouth is still open and closed, answering the reporters' questions.

In a corner invisible to ordinary people, Shenxiu showed a somewhat surprised expression: "I think it's probably not our turn to make a move."

Song Shi asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yi said indifferently: "Look carefully."

He could clearly see that Yan Guan on the stage suddenly had a faint black air between his brows, lingering.The resentful breath undoubtedly came from ghosts, but it was so pure that it was not contaminated with any impurities.

Feng Yi's heart moved, and she used her divine sense to look, only to see a faint outline of a baby vaguely outlined by the black air.

Resentful infant.

The newly formed child in Shao Hanyan's stomach was born in another form.

Those who are particularly keen on ghosts can see these things. Although others can see not so detailed, they are enough to understand the development of the situation.

Cang Yuan frowned: "Things are not good..."

Hu Zhenzhen was really unhappy and said: "What's wrong? It's ghostly, it must be Shao Hanyan who came to seek revenge on Yan Guan!" She muttered: "Actually, you can take revenge even if you are alive, why do you have to die qaq"

Chen Yu said seriously: "If this ghost gets human flesh and blood, it will turn into a ghost." The way a ghost survives is destined to stand on the opposite side of humans.

The little fox almost jumped up: "So what, is it wrong for her to take revenge!"

He Nan shook his head, Hu Zhenzhen glanced past him, Mu Tong also seemed to disapprove, Song Shi couldn't see his expression clearly as always, He Bei showed a look of intolerance, and persuaded: "Let it go on like this, it will cause harm."

The little fox lowered his head in disappointment.

Shenxiu, who couldn't see his expression clearly like Jianxiu, said suddenly, "Why do you think I'm wearing a red dress today?"

Hu Zhenzhen looked up and stared at him blankly.

In the impression of the little fox, Feng Yi has always been wearing white clothes, but today, he is wearing a fiery red robe abnormally, the color is very similar to her fur that is loved by her brothers and sisters, making the boy's complexion even fairer, There is a kind of unrestrained handsomeness in Gu Panjian - I heard that Shao Hanyan was wearing her favorite red dress when she jumped from the tall building.

He Bei, who has been in the Internet circle for many years, was the first to react, and suddenly realized: "Red clothes, ghosts...you are trying to pretend to be a ghost!"

Feng Yi smiled: "It's a pity that I don't have the chance to play the whole scene now, let's see what it will do first." He comforted the little fox: "Stop it in the last step, and it won't become a ghost."

"Yeah!" Hu Zhenzhen nodded happily.

Cang Yuan hesitated to speak.

Ghosts formed from resentment are not so easy to stop.

A reporter first asked a milder question: "Hi Yan Guan, may I ask if you are in a relationship with Shao Hanyan, an artist who also belongs to Star Entertainment?"

"Just for fun, don't take it seriously."

The reporter's eyes widened in surprise, and he stuttered a little because of the unexpected answer: "I, let me confirm, are you saying that being with Shao Hanyan is actually just a sexual relationship?"

Sister Zhen, the agent, winked at Yan Guan anxiously, but couldn't stop him: "That's what I thought. I don't know what she thinks."

Insider!Break it!bonus!

For various reasons, the reporters got excited one after another, and their questions became less and less respectful to the host: "May I ask if there will be an affair between you and Shao Hanyan, is it because of hype for the new drama?"

"I heard that you have affairs with several women at the same time, is it true?"

"Do you have a physical relationship with the agent?"

Yan Guan gave an affirmative answer one after another.

The place was boiling.

Sister Zhen's face turned green, and she frequently winked at the audience. Of course, among the reporters entertained this time, there were some who knew them well. It's a pity that Reporter Wan has not yet come out of the hospital. If it comes to making trouble, he is the first-class expert.

Among the crowd, a certain reporter surnamed Zhao who had received a red envelope suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "According to the communication records retrieved by the police, the two phone calls she answered before Shao Hanyan committed suicide were from Feng Yi and you respectively. May I ask Shao Hanyan?" Does it have a special relationship with Feng Yi?"

The bystanders were in an uproar, and looked at reporter Zhao in disbelief. The tradition of Z country has always been that the dead are the most important. It is too shameless to arrange Shao Hanyan without any basis!

Reporter Zhao blushed, Reporter Zhao was angry, Reporter Zhao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!

The reporter who was sprayed with blood couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck!"

Others were attracted by the movement: "What's wrong?!"

A person standing by said, "He seems to have bitten his tongue!"

The acquaintance became nervous: "Old Zhao? Are you okay? Hurry up to the hospital!"

Adding to the confusion: "Isn't there a word called suicide by biting your tongue? The problem might be serious!"

Someone ended the topic: "Oh my God, he rolled his eyes, I'll call 120!" ← He is angry with you =v=

The ambulance came roaring, and took away Reporter Zhao, who was speechless for some reason. The moment he left the meeting room, a majestic male voice sounded in his ears, as if it came from the extremely distant sky, without a trace of With the breath of fireworks, he said slowly: "There are gods when you raise your head three feet." '

Reporter Zhao's eyes widened in an instant.

Curiosity was written on He Bei's face: "How did you do it?"

"Actually..." Feng Yi dragged out the tone: "I'm a master of martial arts." So it's not a big problem to estimate what kind of effect it can cause by hitting a Qi Jin from the air on a certain acupuncture point.

The tree spirit said with a bitter face: "I know, those people who always stepped on my shoulders in the past." ← That is called Qinggong.

Feng Yi patted him on the shoulder to show his sympathy.

Song Shi suddenly said, "Why is Yan Guan silent?"