After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Changshou Village is not big, but when Yan Shixun walked back to the small building, the sun was completely hidden behind the mountain peak.

The bright light fell down, paved the ground outside the small building, and became the only light source to dispel the darkness, making people want to get closer.

But Yan Shixun stopped outside the small building, raised his head and stared coldly at the lights and figures falling on the window.

For a moment, the figure flashed ferociously, terrifying like a ghost.

But it quickly returned to normal, but in the blink of an eye, it was that laughing room again.

As soon as Yan Shixun pushed open the door, he saw Lu Xingxing standing on the sofa making faces, and the people around him were going crazy with laughter.

Seeing Yan Shixun's figure, Lu Xingxing suddenly felt guilty when he was caught playing around at home when he was a child and was caught by his parents who came home suddenly.

He touched his nose, and jumped off the sofa resentfully: "Brother Yan, why are you back so late, it's already dark."

Because it took too much energy to enter the mountain, the guests wanted to take a rest before going out after lunch.

But I didn't expect that this break has come to now.

Hearing Lu Xingxing's words, he didn't pay much attention to the guests outside before he suddenly realized that the sky outside the window was dark at some point.

"Have we been playing for so long? All afternoon? I don't feel much."

An Nanyuan was a little dazed, and raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist.

When he saw that it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, he was startled.

"Huh?" An Nanyuan was surprised: "It's so dark at three o'clock in the afternoon?"

The others also realized this matter under this reminder, and were a little surprised.

"I still wanted to go out for a walk."

Song Ci let out a sigh, and then gave Lu Xingxing a vicious look: "If you don't act so funny, I won't forget about going out to play."

Lu Xingxing: "??? Can this be my fault?"

He's so innocent!

And it was only after Yan Shixun came back that he realized from the darkness outside the door behind Yan Shixun that it was already dark, otherwise he would have never reacted.

Lu Xingxing murmured in his heart, although he was not happy that Song Ci scolded him, but he himself was also very strange, obviously he was not a person who could stay in one place, besides, such an obvious light change in the dark, should have been perceived arrived.

But unfortunately, he never felt that there was any problem.

It was as if the brain had been put into a hot pool in winter and was warmed by the steam, so it didn't want to care about things outside the pool. The contrast between warmth and cold made the brain stop turning, and it didn't want to think at all.

If it wasn't for the cold wind that Yan Shixun brought in when he opened the door, and the darkness behind him made Lu Xingxing feel strange, Lu Xingxing would not have realized anything wrong at all.

A strange feeling flashed across Lu Xingxing's heart. He felt that such a situation seemed familiar, but what was it...

Many broken pictures flashed in my mind.

Master's serious face, and the body of the Taoist priest being transported back, the sighs of the masters and uncles.

In a vague way, Lu Xingxing recalled a lot of fuzzy human voices, which seemed to be something that the teachers and uncles in the Taoist temple were discussing before.

"Several witches and priests in the past have all died... When some were found, there was only one head left. '

'What exactly is causing it?Haven't found it yet? '

'It's strange, it's so strange, after several Taoists left, they came back without doing anything. When I asked them, they said they were so happy that they forgot what they wanted to do. '

'How could it be... there are bones floating in the river over there, and corpses sinking at the bottom of the river. There are countless people who died there. How can you feel happy? '

'Not only those priests, but several groups of people, not only our Haiyun Temple, but also other sects, witches have also been there, but they all returned without success, and even when asked, those people simply said no. What the hell happened over there. '

'Alas... even our Haiyun Temple has already folded five or six Taoist priests to enter, how could this be so! '

'Li Daochang...'

Those voices were jumbled in my mind, and I couldn't tell who was who.

Lu Xingxing felt as if his whole body was in a daze, like a dying traveler walking in the heavy snow, and even had a hallucination in the extreme cold. All become ethereal and distant.

But it was so close at hand, as if it had just happened.

Lu Xingxing tried his best to recall that this happened many years ago. He just entered the entertainment industry and set up a music studio. As a result, he won the movie soundtrack award for the first time he played music.

He was so happy, smelly and proud, he wanted to show off to the master happily, to prove to the master that he was not ignorant, nor did he just skip class because of fun.

He was talented and worked hard to make good music.

And now, the fact that he won the award at the beginning of his debut is also a strong proof of this point.

Lu Xingxing felt that with this award, he could walk sideways in the Taoist temple with his head held high.

But when he excitedly threw all the fans and reporters from the awards ceremony, ran back to the Taoist temple without even changing into his beautiful handmade suit, and wanted to show off to his master, but found that the atmosphere in the Taoist temple was heavy.

At that time, Lu Xingxing had only joined Song Dao's sect not long ago, not to mention becoming a teacher, even the little boy who carried the bag was not his turn to do it.

Therefore, Lu Xingxing didn't know many things in Guannei at all, and he was not qualified to ask.

But even so, he still read the heavy and difficult things at this time from the dignified and sad expressions of everyone and the coffin parked in the courtyard.

At that time, Lu Xingxing took off his sequined suit that was still shining in embarrassment, and in the cold wind, he only wore a black underwear, and bowed deeply to the coffin parked in the courtyard, sending the man The Taoist priest's last journey.

And Lu Xingxing, who was hiding behind the beams and pillars, also vaguely heard the conversations and sighs of those priests.

It seems that the sky that has been held up by the elders is about to collapse.

That was the first time that Lu Xingxing had seen the death of his elders so closely since he was an adult.

It was also from that moment that the fearless Lu Xingxing knew for the first time what panic was.

The deep-rooted memory, the indelible sense of panic that the sky is about to collapse.

The coffin parked in the yard, the blood and white bones that were faintly exposed during the transportation, the cruel and cruel death, and the solemnity of the teachers and uncles who bowed their heads and chanted the mantra of the past life in a low voice...

That night, Lu Xingxing, who had just become popular and wanted to float, was directly knocked back to the ground from the sky by the death of other Taoist priests, so that he began to learn to calm down and make music in peace.

And the scene that entered the soul at that moment also made the young Lu Xingxing decide to take the Tao that the Taoist priest did not complete when he died as his own Tao to protect life.

Even at the cost of his own life.

Lu Xingxing sat on the sofa in a daze, recalling the past in a mess in his mind, but those memories were like words written on the beach, even if he desperately tried to catch them, they all quickly receded with the tide.

So light that there is no trace left.

The people nearby were still discussing because it got dark so early. Some people wondered if this is also a characteristic of the southern region. It got dark so early, and some people were annoyed that they didn't have time to go out to see the village.

While joking, someone accidentally ran into Lu Xingxing who was sitting on the sofa.

However, Lu Xingxing was only slightly pushed by the person next to him. The memory he had been trying to grasp before, like a slippery fish, found a gap in an instant. slip.

When Lu Xingxing raised his head again, the urgency and urgency of remembering the memory remained on his face, but his eyes were full of blankness.

I was... what was I going to say?

Lu Xingxing looked up at Yan Shixun in confusion, and opened his mouth weakly.

Yan Shixun noticed Lu Xingxing's gaze, and motioned to him, "What do you want to say?"

"ocean……"

Lu Xingxing struggled to squeeze out a broken syllable from his throat.

However, after making a head start, Lu Xingxing really couldn't remember what he wanted to say later.

After working hard several times, Lu Xingxing could only shake his head in confusion and helplessness: "Sea, is it water?"

Lu Xingxing sighed helplessly, touched his face in frustration, and continued with what he said just now: "I forgot, maybe what I want to ask is Brother Yan, did you go to the river?"

"Oh, that's right. Originally, I wanted Brother Yan to taste the river water here at noon. It's really sweet."

Lu Xingxing mistakenly thought that this was what he wanted to say, so he also became happy, and happily shared with Yan Shixun: "I really can't miss it, this is the sweetest water I have ever drank."

Other guests were curious: "Eh? Really, I haven't tried it, is it really delicious?"

"Where water can be delicious, it is water, no matter how expensive it is."

Song Ci curled his lips in disdain: "The water in the crystal bottle with a pure gold cap and a statue of an angel before it was blown to the sky. A group of people said how delicious it is, but in fact it tastes the same, at most it is better than the water in the pipe. Let's drink better water."

The water that Song Ci mentioned made others think of it when they heard the description. It is the water that shocked the entire Internet before. It is claimed to be the best in the world. It produces a limited number of [-] bottles every year, and the price of a bottle is [-].

As the young master of Song Ci...it seems normal for him to drink and still be so disgusted?

Bai Shuang silently thought about the price of the bottle of water that Song Ci said, and she who was not interested in river water before suddenly became interested.

"Is it really delicious?"

Bai Shuang held Lu Xingxing curiously and asked, "Is it better than a hundred thousand water?"

Lu Xingxing felt that Song Ci was here to find fault. This young master might not know where he was not pleasing to the eye, so he wanted to tear himself down.

He glanced at the young master, and snorted, "10 yuan is the packaging fee, but it doesn't say that water is valuable. Who will let some vain people take advantage of it. The water in Changshou Village is not so packaged. If it's fake, you don't have to drink it." , I didn't ask you for money."

The young master also got angry: "Lu Xingxing, are you scolding me? How dare you scold me, you are finished!"

The young master was so angry that he looked like a cat with blown fur. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush towards Lu Xingxing, just like a cat meowing and waving its paws after being so angry.

An Nanyuan, who was closest to Lu Xingxing, hastily hugged the young master by the waist, holding him to prevent him from rushing forward.

Song Ci, who was blocked from the road, still bared his teeth and claws in An Nanyuan's arms, and vowed not to stop until Lu Xingxing was scratched.

But whether Lu Xingxing was scratched, An Nanyuan didn't know.

All he knew was... the young master Song Ci scratched people really hard, he felt like his cheeks and neck were being scratched by a cat, it was hot and painful.

Even if it doesn't bleed, it will definitely leave a mark.

The only good thing is that the live broadcast is still on, otherwise he would be really afraid that there will be a scandal tomorrow, saying that "the idol of the boy group who terminated the contract indulged in sex with others, and his body is full of celebrities who were caught."

An Nanyuan sighed, while hugging Song Ci unrequitedly and still being pushed and shaken by him, at the same time, he wanted to have fun in the bitterness and let himself think about the good.

Lu Xingxing was startled at first, and instinctively jumped several steps back to distance himself.

But when he saw Song Ci screaming fiercely but couldn't get close to him at all, he became complacent again.

"Tch, I'm so scared, please let me die quickly."

Lu Xingxing rolled his eyes coolly and gracefully, and said mercilessly: "Hey, I just have too many good days, and I haven't realized what it means to be finished. After all, there are so many people who like me, hehe, I'm too good and too good." Dazzling is also a bad thing."

As soon as these words came out, the guests around who knew Song Ci's character gasped, turned their heads in disbelief, and stared blankly at Lu Xingxing.

The same sentence emerged in their hearts: Lu Xingxing, a true warrior.

Song Ci's original movements of baring his teeth and claws also stopped, he froze in An Nanyuan's arms, he couldn't believe what he just heard, and for a moment he looked at Lu Xingxing with dull eyes.

Even the audience in front of the screen gasped.

[Fuck!Xing Xing please don't act dead, we really can't afford to mess with this, this is the young master of the Song family!The Song family of the Song Group!Do you still want to hang out in the entertainment industry? ]

[Laughing, before when Lu Xingxing and Song Ci both stood up for An Nanyuan, what did you star fans say, "ah Xing Xing and the young master of the Song family have a good relationship, and the future is promising", but today I saw it?Fart friends, enemies are almost the same, star fans will really give coffee to their own masters. ]

[? ?Navy?Get out, I don't have time to talk to you now.Xing Xing, don't play tricks! ! !Mom please. ]

[If another family has a high-status friend, they would like to market every day, kneel and lick the little prince.To Xing Xing... crazily dissed the young master of the Song family, even saying that the young master couldn't do it. ]

[Grass, do you believe this time?Lu Xingxing really makes people love and hate. Before he participated in the music variety show, he was so angry that everyone almost went crazy. ]

Except for Lu Xingxing who still feels good about himself, everyone is sweating for him.

Sure enough, after a short period of sluggishness, Song Ci began to struggle more violently, his face turned pink and his hair exploded from anger.

Lu Xingxing was so frightened that he jumped behind Yan Shixun decisively.

He held onto Yan Shixun's sleeves tightly, and used Yan Shixun's slender and tall body to block his own figure, only cautiously showing his head to look at Song Ci.

It's like a husky who has found a backer. One moment he was scared and fled, but the next moment he raised his tail again.

"Come on, come on!"

Lu Xingxing proudly hooked his fingers at Song Ci, and said provocatively: "See this? My uncle—hey, let's just say, amazing!"

"Can you beat it? Hahaha."

Seeing that Lu Xingxing's "hahaha" was too much to be beaten, the others silently clenched their fists, wanting to beat Lu Xingxing so that he would stop talking.

And Yan Shixun... What Yan Shixun did was to clenched his fist, and with a "bang!", he smashed it on the top of Lu Xingxing's head.

Lu Xingxing stared at gold stars: QAQ.

Song Ci was stunned, he didn't expect Yan Shixun, whom Lu Xingxing regarded as his backer, would directly attack.

Yan Shixun calmly withdrew his hand, and said to Lu Xingxing, "Why do you think I will save you? Who gave you the illusion?"

Lu Xingxing: "Aren't you my uncle? QuQ"

Yan Shixun asked strangely: "So? Did I agree to take over your work? Did you pay? Do I seem to be kind enough to cause karma with others casually?"

He sneered: "Lu Xingxing, you probably misunderstood me."

Saying that, Yan Shixun directly picked up Lu Xingxing's collar and put him in front of Song Ci.

Lu Xingxing and Song Ci looked at each other, and then...

Under Yan Shixun's gaze, Lu Xingxing cowered into a ball.

This time it was Song Ci's turn to snort coldly.

But the young master still couldn't swallow his breath, and turned to Zhao Zhen who had gone out with Lu Xingxing before, "Is the water in the river delicious?"

"Didn't you go out with him, didn't you try it?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen stroked his chin, looking reminiscent: "Hmm..."

Under Song Ci's expectant gaze, Zhao Zhencheng said earnestly, "It's really better than the water I've ever drank before."

Song Ci: "..."

I asked you specifically, did you ask you to tear down my desk?ah? ? !

But Lu Xingxing stood up in an instant, swayed triumphantly, pointed to Zhao Zhen and said: "See, Zhao Zhen, my brother, an honest man who never lies. He said the river water is delicious, you are still here What are you stubborn about? Hahaha."

The young master was so angry that he rushed out of An Nanyuan's arms, and kicked Zhao Zhen's calf. He didn't even want to see the village scenery that he was curious about at first, and walked towards the room with his fists clenched angrily. A look that doesn't want to see other people.

"Bang!", everyone who had watched Song Ci return to the room trembled.

However, they were even more curious, how good is the water that can make Lu Xingxing and Song Ci quarrel?

Lu Xingxing regretted: "It's a pity, I originally bought a big bottle of water, but the staff were thirsty, so I gave them a drink first."

"I thought I'd fetch a bottle of water after lunch, but I ended up playing with you until now."

Lu Xingxing touched his head, always feeling that something was wrong.

When he was recalling the previous events, he suddenly felt as if he had already remembered something and wanted to tell Yan Shixun.

But all he could remember was "I have something to tell Yan Shixun".

As for what to say specifically...

Lu Xingxing tilted his head, trying hard to recall, but he could only give up in vain.

Over there, the curious guests heard what Lu Xingxing said, and said together: "It's not too late to think about it now, anyway, the river is below, let's try it."

As soon as this proposal came out, many people responded.

And it wasn't until now that they realized that they hadn't been out of the house all afternoon.

This made the guests feel that it was a waste of time. After all, the environment of Changshou Village is so good, but the terrain is remote and dangerous. They can't tell when the next time will be. Of course, they have to play enough at one time.

As they said that, they all excitedly started looking for their coats and wanted to go out to fetch water.

"Don't place orders."

Yan Shixun reminded: "It's dark outside, don't run too far alone."

The guests nodded obediently, then cheered, picked up the water bottle at hand and ran to the door.

The small building was originally built by the river, and it only takes 1 minute to walk there.

Even though the guests were chilled by the cold mountain wind as soon as the door opened, their enthusiasm still couldn't be quenched. They wrapped their clothes and shook, and trotted towards the river.

Only Lu Xingxing was still standing in front of Yan Shixun, his mouth opened and closed, his eyes were full of confusion.

Yan Shixun looked at him and asked with his eyes: What are you doing?

Lu Xingxing racked his brains to recall, but he didn't remember what he wanted to say to Yan Shixun.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up and sighed, and followed the guests out the door.

On the other hand, Zhang Wubing was stopped by Yan Shixun when he was rushing out with his director's special one-liter jug.

"Tomorrow morning, after the sun comes out, pack up and leave Longevity Village."

Yan Shixun said concisely: "There is something wrong with Changshou Village."

Zhang Wubing was startled: "How could it be? This is an official cooperation site recommended by the southern region, and I had a calculation with Daoist Ma before, and he said it's fine."

Ma Daochang?

Yan Shixun frowned when he heard Zhang Wubing mention Daoist Ma.

After the eruption of ghost energy in the Yin Road, the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple were seriously injured, so only a few remaining Taoist priests had to take on all the affairs of Haiyun Temple. He was so busy, how could he have time to tell Zhang Wubing a fortune teller?

You must know that the priests who have already left their teachers are not even busy with the affairs of special departments, and the official leaders often have to arrest people temporarily.

As for the Haiyun Temple, there are some young Taoist priests who have not been trained to maintain the daily operation, but even the Taoist leader who is responsible for helping the tourists to untie the tickets in the temple has been transferred to take care of other tasks.

With manpower so tight, Daoist Ma will definitely give priority to more serious situations when faced with a lot of work that needs to be dealt with, and will not spare time to help Zhang Wubing with his fortune-telling.

——Besides, Daoist Ma's fortune-telling is notoriously bad.

He is self-aware of himself, and he usually seeks help from other Taoists for whatever he wants to calculate, so why would he waste time just to help Zhang Wubing calculate a hexagram that may not be accurate?

Hearing Yan Shixun's question, Zhang Wubing replied in a daze, "Ah? It was before the highway accident, and Daoist Ma was not very busy at that time."

The two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

Yan Shixun: "..."

Zhang Wubing: "???"

"What, what's wrong?"

Zhang Wubing was terrified by Yan Shixun's serious expression, and asked cautiously, "Is there something wrong?"

Yan Shixun was speechless: "Don't you know that divination is also time-sensitive? Asking now 800 years ago, is it accurate?"

Just like news requires five elements, divination also requires a variety of information to be intertwined for positioning accuracy.

Time and space are the two most influential factors.

The usual and familiar horoscope is like time, while the name is like space.

The two are intertwined vertically and horizontally, positioning events as precisely as coordinate axes, so as to communicate with the world and ask for the most correct answer.

For example, if it is the same discount in a supermarket, if you ask whether there is a discount today or tomorrow, the result may be very different.

And which supermarket has a discount also has different results.

Like Zhang Wubing who asked many days ago...

Coupled with the divination that Daoist Ma was not allowed in the first place...

Yan Shixun felt that for a while, he didn't know where to start talking about Zhang Wubing.

Zhang Wubing tremblingly: "I don't know, QAQ, then, will it be all right?"

Yan Shixun smirked: "Half of it may be something, and half of it may be okay."

Zhang Wubing: Isn't that simply uncertain... Xianyu is paralyzed by despair.

"Brother Yan, you said that there is something wrong in Changshou Village. What is wrong? Why didn't I feel it at all?"

Zhang Wubing was puzzled: "Why don't I think there are ghosts here at all? On the contrary, I think this is the world, and the environment is so comfortable."

"Because it's so comfortable here, there's nothing wrong with it, so something's wrong."

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes quietly.

He vaguely remembered that he had discovered many abnormalities, but he forgot them over and over again. He could only rely on his willpower to fight, desperately trying to catch some.

And Lu Xingxing's performance just now also made Yan Shixun feel that something was wrong.

Lu Xingxing looked like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything to himself several times.

But his reaction has already explained the problem to Yan Shixun.

Lu Xingxing reminded Yan Shixun, making him recall the things he had forgotten again.

Although Yan Shixun didn't want to arbitrarily characterize Changshou Village before finding concrete evidence, he also wouldn't gamble with the safety of everyone in the program group.

Even if most people see anomalies, they will instinctively want to avoid danger, and thus become trembling for time while fearing that danger will really happen.

But Yan Shixun is definitely not like that.

The experience gained from dealing with ghosts all the year round made him not let go of any abnormalities.

And now... forgetting is the biggest anomaly.

After Zhang Wubing listened to Yan Shixun's words, his whole body was almost chilled.

He quickly reached out and pulled a down jacket from the side to wrap it up, and asked tremblingly, "Then, shall we go now?"

It always feels so scary QAQ.

Yan Shixun shook his head lightly, and after talking about the fact that the river swelled after noon, he asked Zhang Wubing again: "Do you know the guide? How did they introduce the guide when connecting with the southern region?" ?”

Zhang Wubing scratched his head: "It's mainly because the director team is connecting with them, but I remember that the guide seems to live near here. He is a native of the southern region. He hasn't been out of the southern region for more than 40 years. He has always been near here. Spin around."

"He seems to go into the mountains a lot, and he knows the terrain around here very well. He usually earns money by guiding those who hike and those who want to go into the mountains. That's why the official recommended him to us this time."

"It is said that the mountains are complicated and steep, the magnetic field is disordered and the sunshine time is short in winter. We are afraid that we will get lost in the mountains and we will not be able to find our way by normal means, so we let the guide follow us."

Zhang Wubing turned his head, approached Yan Shixun vigilantly, lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"

"I don't know."

Yan Shixun's calm brows hide turbulent waves: "I can't be sure of anything now, I realize that I have been forgetting the wrong things I saw before."

However, Yan Shixun still relied on his strong willpower to vaguely remember the scene where the guide handed him roasted sweet potatoes.

For hot roasted sweet potatoes, the other party either works all year round and has calluses on his hands and is not afraid of the heat, or the other party really has a problem.

But Yan Shixun's intuition is in favor of the latter.

Besides, the guide's smile made Yan Shixun feel that something was wrong.

It was not a polite smirk that a normal person should have, let alone a simple and honest smile of an honest person, on the contrary it was as bright as a flower.

It was as if he was standing on the bank, watching the drowning people in the river gradually sinking, but he himself laughed so hard.

Zhang Wubing has always trusted Yan Shixun, although he didn't find anything wrong with himself, he still followed what Yan Shixun said, and started to prepare for leaving tomorrow.

"I'm going to talk to the director team."

Wrapped in a down jacket, Zhang Wubing was still shivering from the cold. He sniffed and said, "Because it's a cooperation with the officials in the southern region, it's still a bit difficult to leave like this. Besides, a few of them went to the mountains to take pictures The people from outside the mirror haven’t come back yet, so I have to contact them and tell them that the itinerary has changed.”

However, even though Zhang Wubing listed a long list of difficulties, he didn't refute Yan Shixun's decision at all, he just turned around and walked upstairs, muttering what to do.

In the upstairs room, the staff members were desperately scratching their necks with an irritable expression, not caring at all that their skin was already red, and the scratches from their fingernails looked like bright red fish scales, and blood would soon ooze out.

The allergy ointment that was originally applied has been scratched into the staff's fingernails. The white ointment is mixed with red bloodshots, like smashed brains, which looks very strange.

As soon as another person who lived in this room came back and saw the staff's appearance, he exclaimed: "My God! What's the matter with your skin, can allergies be so serious?"

On the skin exposed by the staff Lie Kaihuai's clothes, red scratches stretched wantonly like chrysanthemum petals.

From a distance, it looks like a bright red chrysanthemum blooming on the human skin, rooted in the bone marrow, and swaying gracefully.

While the logistics staff upstairs were scrambling to find ointment for their colleagues, laughter and the sound of splashing water came from downstairs.

By the river, everyone squatted on the bank, marveling at the clearness of the river.

Although it was getting late and the cold wind was blowing from the upper reaches of the river carrying water vapor, it was so cold that people didn't even want to open their eyes, but the cold still couldn't dispel everyone's curiosity and joy.

They really have never seen a river that is clearer than this, and just getting close, there is already a sweet smell rushing towards them, refreshing.

Bai Shuang smiled and said to Song Ci: "It's over, young master, Xing Xing won this time. He was right, this water is really good."

The young master was sullen and made up his mind not to go out.

But he didn't expect that the river was facing the balcony of his room. Seeing everyone having so much fun, the young master was also tickled, and immediately wanted to step over the railing and jump down casually like Yan Shixun.

But Song Ci did not expect that not only his physical strength was not at the same level as Yan Shixun's, but his height was also not the same.

So he jumped halfway and got stuck on the railing.

In the end, it was Zhao Zhen who held back his smile, reached out and lifted the cat hanging on the railing down.

Cats are dead fish-eyed.

Song Ci looked at the river, and said strangely: "If you guard such a river, why is it so poor here? Don't you use it for industry?"

Although the young master never bothered to manage the company's affairs on weekdays, he always left it to his brother to worry about.

But after all, he is a rich third generation, and he has been deeply influenced by this circle. He has a good understanding of business operations and has his own set of ideas.

——Compared to Zhang Wubing, who has spent all his time worrying about survival for more than [-] years, he is not the same as a person who dreams of being a director.

Song Ci has commercial capabilities.

So Song Ci couldn't understand the underdevelopment of Changshou Village and its vicinity.

"Relying on water to eat water, they just need to name the water as Longevity Village, and find a few operators to give examples from those who settled down before, saying that they all came here for water, and Longevity Village also lives long because of water. Make a good-looking package and sell it directly on the high-end line.”

Song Ci wondered: "Isn't this going to happen? Why hasn't anyone thought of it for so many years?"

Annan thought for a while, then answered uncertainly: "Maybe the people here don't like over-development? It's like the Wild Wolf Peak."

Song Ci was speechless: "That's quite extreme. One is developed until it dies, and the other is not developed."

At this time, Lu Xingxing also walked over triumphantly: "How is the water? Let me tell you, you came late, and you didn't see the river under the sun. That's really beautiful. Tsk Tsk tsk. There is no impurity in the sun..."

While talking, Lu Xingxing's voice suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on the river water, dazed in a daze.

Everyone was surprised. Following his gaze, they saw a few petals of chrysanthemums appeared in the river water illuminated by the light tube.

Yellow ones, white ones, flow down the river.

Song Ci immediately grasped the loopholes in Lu Xingxing's words, and raised his eyebrows at him: "Huh? No impurities at all?"

Lu Xingxing: "..."

hateful!

Until everyone fetched water and returned to the small building, Lu Xingxing looked like a puffer fish jumping on land.

Zhao Zhen, who slept in the same room with Lu Xingxing, had to coax Lu Xingxing to take a bath quickly. After all, there is only one bathroom for so many people, so there is no time to waste.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help sighing when he saw Lu Xingxing's childish appearance of flicking the little yellow duck towel and flicking the empty whip all the way.

He felt more and more like a male nanny taking care of the children, Lu Xingxing and Song Ci, and occasionally An Nanyuan...

Ugh.

After everyone left the river, there were only one or two chrysanthemum petals floating on the water, but there were more and more petals.

Finally, when Lu Xingxing took a bath in the small building, there were so many chrysanthemum petals on the river that it covered the entire water surface.

Between the yellow and white petals, one can vaguely see the miserable white bottom of the river.

That's not the color of rock.

On the contrary... it looks like a human skeleton.

"Whoa!"

There was a sound of breaking water.

Immediately, a swollen and white arm stretched out from under the river.

Then the shoulders, the head...

A swollen corpse stood stiffly in the middle of the river, looking up at the light of the small building.