Food saves the entertainment industry

Su Li pushed the door open and entered, Gu Beichuan hugged the bed reflexively, probably knowing that Su Li would drive him away.

The little milk dog poked its head out from under the quilt, and its buttocks shook like a windmill.

Su Li discovered that Gu Beichuan really liked this little milk dog, and every time he hugged him to sleep with him on the bed.

Gu Beichuan embraced the bed, triumphantly, this is his VIP room, and he is going to sleep on Su Li's bed.

"Su Li..." Gu Beichuan shouted, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Su Li trembled inwardly, why did these words sound so ambiguous.

"No."

If you don't go back to accompany his girlfriend, what's the point of sleeping with him?

"Why? Why can't I sleep today when I was able to sleep two days ago?"

"This is my bed, I let whoever sleeps in me."

"Then let me sleep."

Su Li blushed with anger, "You freeloader, you still want to occupy my bed."

……

Downstairs, a duck sneaks down the stairs.

Big Rooster: "What's wrong up there, it's so noisy."

Dumb Duck: "Let me tell you slowly, it's so exciting, it seems that they are about to fight because they didn't pay for the meal."

Big Rooster: "...let's find a way to make money."

Dumb Duck nodded straight, "Such a big guy, he was bullied to death just because he had no money."

Big Rooster: "Before making money, let's eat this braised egg first."

Dumb Duck: "Okay."

Big Rooster: "I don't know why he put a marinated egg here alone, is it a snack for us?"

Dumb Duck: "I don't know."

Big Rooster: "It doesn't matter, we eat half of it."

At this time, the chat room in the live broadcast room had already turned upside down.

"My God, I heard a chicken and a duck talking."

"The key is that they speak human language."

"This is an alien live broadcast room."

"Spiritual...spiritual events? It's even more terrifying at three in the middle of the night."

"It should be some attractive method that the anchor came up with, and the effect is too realistic."

"A chicken and a duck are cooking and broadcasting like no one else???"

"The key is that they still sprinkle dog food from time to time. Now even chickens and ducks have united to abuse single dogs?"

"This host not only surprises the food, but even the live broadcast is so innovative." @无限好文，all in Jinjiang Literature City

"The duck is so cute!" @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

"Upstairs, don't you think this is scary? It's like a supernatural event accidentally photographed."

"The one upstairs is sick. I still believe this in what era."

"But he's right, it's really supernatural!"

"For this ghost, I have to reward them with a rocket."

"Rocket +1!"

"Didn't we agree not to buy gifts together? The anchor always delays delivery, we must resolutely not send him gifts."

"But this big rooster and duck, we couldn't resist giving them gifts."

"+1!"

"I have never seen such a bizarre live broadcast."

The live broadcast room kept scrolling through the chat messages, the number... a bit surprising.

Many people even recorded this video and posted it online.

Number of hits... Su Li will definitely cry when he sees this.

……

And the battle upstairs is still going on.

Gu Beichuan got under the quilt, "Anyway, I have to sleep here today, you have the ability to drag me off the bed."

Su Li didn't even have the strength to drag, his face was covered with sweat, he was so big, even if the other party didn't resist, he couldn't drag him.

Su Li didn't know how much Gu Beichuan weighed, but when Gu Beichuan was lying on the bed, part of the bed was pushed down, which showed how strong his body was.

"You...you are really shameless." Su Li gasped.

Gu Beichuan thought to himself, you won't let me sleep here if you have shame.

Su Li gritted his teeth, "I want to sleep on the bed, your floor."

Can't drive away, can only compromise.

Gu Beichuan was ambivalent, "Actually, it's okay to sleep together."

"what?"

"I said yes, I will sleep on the floor."

He stayed back in a shameless manner, but Su Li refused to chase him away, so Gu Beichuan got up from the bed, "I need to buy a set of toiletries."

Su Li's face twitched. Are you planning to stay for a long time?

"Tonight is the last night." Su Li said through gritted teeth.

Gu Beichuan hummed a little tune as if he didn't hear it, hugged the little milk dog, "I'll make dog food for it, what are you doing by sticking yellow paper on its forehead?"

Su Li said, what else can he do, let him catch ghosts.

Strange to say, since the evil ghost was attacked that night, the evil ghost has never appeared again. Is it just a bad luck to meet it?

Su Li also couldn't figure it out, but his heart was always up and down, wishing that the evil spirit would come tonight, even if there were no two big brothers downstairs, with Gu Beichuan on the side to provide Yang Qi, his heart would be much more at ease up.

What's more, he had offended Zeng Yi completely, and he didn't know if the police caught him or not.

These are the affairs of the police, and it is impossible for him to know the result. After thinking about it, he always feels that Zeng Yi's affairs are endless, and he, Jiang Han, and An Ziqing are very likely to be in danger again. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Find time tomorrow to ask Wei Kun about the result.

……

Lishan Cemetery.

A tall body like brass, holding a man like a rag.

Every few steps, a few drops of blood fell.

"Su Li, I want you to repay this hatred twice." The voice was vicious, with distorted expressions, and it rang out in the dead and silent cemetery, making people tremble with fear.

Zeng Yi has been miserable these days like a bereaved dog. The police are looking for him, and he can't show up in crowded places.

One is because his current appearance is too miserable and eye-catching, and the other is that the yellow scarf wrestlers he refines are different from ordinary people and are easier to attract attention.

So he stayed at the bottom of the dark bridge during the day, and pretended to be a beggar in the garbage dump. He was also a big star with a considerable fortune. When did he suffer this kind of crime.

So it's not an exaggeration to describe Su Li as hating to the bone, because whether it's on that mountain or in the basement of An's Entertainment, without Su Li, his plan would have been successful.

Zeng Yi hid in a dark corner during the day and only came out at night to hurry.

Finally let him come to this large cemetery.

The wounds on his body were not treated. Although the yellow turban wrestlers were holding him, the wounds were still pulled open while walking, and blood dripped.

Late at night, in the cemetery, there were only the sounds of some bugs.

Zeng Yi got down from the Yellow Turban Lishi, and every time he passed a tomb, he smeared the blood on his hands on the tombstones until he reached the top of the mountain.

"One and a half cans of water, how can you know the horror of a real Taoist monk." Zeng Yi's voice was like a hoarse demon.

"In the name of "Qing Ping Chaos Book", I order you to wake up quickly."

Quiet, dead still.

Then there was the sound of the soil being turned over, and pale palms stretched out from the ground, supported the ground, and pulled the body out of the soil.

The monster that emerged from the ground roared like a wild beast.

Last time, he lost because he was only involved in controlling ghosts, and he was only a little involved in the lineage of Guigu, who was in command of Yin and Yang. He was born to deal with ghosts and had a natural advantage. What he is good at is... corpse control.

Controlling corpses is not as convenient as controlling ghosts, and he was too careless to pay such a heavy price.

In today's society, every inch of land is expensive, burials are too expensive, and there are more cremations, but there are still many places like Lishan Cemetery for rich people to be buried.

The next day, the vision of Lishan Cemetery attracted many people to watch.

The security team arrived quickly and took control of the scene.

"These graves are pitted, what happened?"

"I heard that the vicious tomb robbers dug up all the graves."

"This is an area for the rich, so there must be a lot of things buried with them."

"Why is there no body in the pit? It's impossible to steal the body, right?"

"Whoever says it's not, there are many doubts, and I don't know if it's a self-inflicted robbery."

Next to it, there are still many family members of the tomb making trouble.

Wang Fugui's family was one of them. His son Wang Wenning died suddenly of cancer and was only buried yesterday. He was an only son, so sad, but this happened today.

The only child in the family, heir to the family, one can imagine how much love he usually has.

The love of the two families has been poured into this child. Wang Wenning has lived up to high expectations. He usually performs extremely well, especially in acting. He signed a contract with An's Entertainment at a young age and became a traffic star who just debuted. Xiaosheng, the future is smooth.

Who knows that the world is impermanent, and now the grandparents and Wang Wenning's mother in the family are all in disbelief, unable to accept the reality, and sick a lot.

Wang Fugui also rushed over in a sad mood, with a cold face, "I don't ask how to deal with this matter, but you have to return my son's body first."

The person in charge of the Lishan cemetery is also full of aggrieved faces. They are all bloody tomb robbers. How can they even steal the remains?

It was also the first time he encountered such a weird thing, because he often dealt with cemeteries, he knew some unexplainable things, so he could only say: "I'm really sorry, this is all our responsibility, now we have called the police, and the police will intervene in the investigation .”

Wang Fugui was even more angry, "I won't make things difficult for you, I just want my son's body..."

Just as he was about to continue yelling loudly, a middle-aged woman ran over, her face haggard, but with a hint of joy.

"Fugui, why are you still here? My son has gone home, so why don't you go back and have a look?"

Wang Fugui was taken aback, it was his wife Fang Qiong, who was Wang Wenning's mother.

Is Fang Qiong too anxious these days and lost his mind?It's no wonder that Fang Qiong is like this, losing his only son, even he almost collapsed, that is the son he usually holds in the palm of his hand.

Fang Qiong took Wang Fugui and left.

It took Wang Fugui a long time to react, "Fang Qiong, I know you won't be able to accept it for a while, but our son has already gone, we still have to cheer up..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Qiong grabbed him, "What nonsense are you talking about, my son stayed at home, happily calling his grandparents, and practiced the piano for a while as usual."

Wang Fugui was even more worried. Fang Qiong's mental state was obviously not right, but he didn't dare to point it out on the street, for fear of something happening, "Okay, let's go home first."

Wang Fugui and the others live in a high-end community where the whole family lives together. It is usually lively and happy, but it is not like now when the sky suddenly collapsed.

Pushing open the door, I don't know why there is some dirt on the door, and I am about to change into slippers.

"Dad, you're back. The company just answered another notice for me. Come and take a look..."

Wang Wenning died so suddenly that he didn't have time to notify the company.

Wang Fugui was stunned, in front of him was a gentle and big boy, whom he was very familiar with.

This is his son!

But...he saw his son's burial with his own eyes.

This……