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There is a saying in Tianguangye History: The Wanxiang God takes a rib and turns it into a god. Five hundred years later, the ribs transformed into a human form, and she was a baby girl. Chong Ling gave her the name Chanting.
Outside the hall, the golden wheel bell rang.
Chong Ling put down the bamboo slips, got up and went out.
Boom.
The soul-condensing lamp fell to the ground and broke into pieces. At the same time as it made a sound, a white and delicate hand grabbed Chong Ling's sleeve. . .
"Daddy."
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It is a tender baby, a little older, able to talk and walk.
After he lost consciousness briefly, he murmured to himself: "Why is it a baby girl?"
With her soft little hands still holding him, the baby girl called him in a sweet voice: "Daddy, Daddy."
She had just transformed into a human form, her eyes were confused and clean.
Chong Ling knelt down and spoke to her: "I am your master." He corrected, "Call me master."
"Master."
He imagined a small dress and put it on her. He casually glanced at the bamboo slips placed on the desk next to him and took two words from the scripture on it.
¡°Chant,¡± he said, ¡°your name.¡±
The baby girl looked at him curiously and innocently: "Chant?"
"Well, chant."
Yin Song is the youngest disciple of Chong Ling, ranked twenty-fourth. He was granted the title of Divine Lord the moment he transformed, with three clusters of blue flames.
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At the end of September, the crew went to the ancient town of Licheng for filming.
Except for filming, Song Zhi spends all his time in the hotel, does not go out, does not socialize, and rarely touches his mobile phone. He spends most of his time freeing himself.
The curtains in the room were not opened and the lights were not turned on. It was dark and a bit depressing.
Pei Shuangshuang opened the curtains first to let in the light from outside.
There was a choking smell of cigarette smoke in the room, and the lights were not turned on. Song Zhi was sitting on the sofa, with a spark on her fingertips, which was a burning cigarette butt.
After she had almost adapted to the light, Pei Shuangshuang turned on the light: "You have been smoking a bit frequently recently."
She uses her mouthwash quickly.
She said: "I'm upset."
Pei Shuangshuang knew that Song Zhi had seen a psychiatrist last month. It's common for artists to be under great pressure and have a bad mental state, but Pei Shuangshuang knew that Song Zhi's depression was not due to work. After all, her backstage and acting talents were all there. Let's not talk about cheating, but it was indeed smooth sailing.
Pei Shuangshuang only knew that Song Zhi had been looking for someone, but he didn't know if it was related to that person. Song Zhi didn't like to share his stories and emotions with others.
¡°There are several Qingqing bars nearby, do you want to go shopping?¡±
"Is it far?" Song Zhi put the cigarette butt into the ashtray and went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth.
There are takeaway boxes on the coffee table.
Pei Shuangshuang packed the box into the trash can: "It takes about twenty minutes to walk."
Song Zhi is lazy and doesn¡¯t like to move: ¡°I won¡¯t go.¡±
Pei Shuangshuang stood at the door of the bathroom: "Just take a walk."
She was so sad that Pei Shuangshuang was afraid that she would be depressed and hoped that she would go out more often.
The ancient city is very lively at night, with groups of tourists flocking in. There are many lit restaurants along the road, as well as man-made bridges and flowing water.
Licheng has a high altitude and is like spring all year round. There are many flowers blooming in this city. Along the way, there are flowers everywhere. There are many girls holding baskets to buy flowers. They are wearing local national costumes, holding flowers and standing in a circle. Landscape.
Stars are everywhere in the sky, and people are on fire on the ground.
Going up along the water, there is a bar at the end of the road called April World. There are small golden string lights hung at the door of the bar, and there is also a sign with a marker graffiti on it, which says the name of the singer who will perform today. .
The penultimate one: Qin Su.
He only sang for half an hour. It was break time and the guitarist was playing a solo on the stage.
The owner of Qingba is a young man with purple-pink hair and a row of earrings on his ears. He is dressed casually.
He mixed a glass of wine, placed it on the bar, and pushed it to the opposite side: "When will you go back?"
The person sitting across from him was Qin Su. The light was too dim and he couldn¡¯t see his face clearly.
"next week."
The owner of the Qingba Bar is named Zhou Mo. He has a baby face and asks, ¡°Have you bought the ticket?¡±
"Um."
Qin Su picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then put it down. He doesn't like warm wine, but likes strong wine that chokes his throat.
Zhou Mo advised: "Stay for another half month, I haven't found anyone to replace you yet."
"I won't wait any longer."
Qin Su got up and left.
Zhou Mo picked up the disliked glass of warm wine and tasted it. It tasted good.
The guitarist¡¯s solo ends and it¡¯s time for the resident singer to take the stage.
Qin Su went up with the guitar. He moved the microphone forward a little, sat down, and tuned the guitar. After playing with it and writing it down, smooth notes flowed from his fingertips.
The song is called "Northern Girl".
There are many girls in the audience, most of them are here for him. If you don¡¯t believe it, look at that face under the lamp.
He is obviously very bright and handsome, but his eyebrows are slightly depressed, the light does not get in, and his pupils are a little gray, as if there is a story.
This face is so handsome that it makes people feel unattainable, but at the same time they can't help but want to move.
His voice is deep but not hoarse. It is very suitable for singing ballads, as if he is telling a very sad story.
"Boom!"
Song Zhi knocked over the wine glass, and the beer dripped down the corner of the table onto her legs. She didn't move or hide, as if her soul had been sucked away.
Pei Shuangshuang quickly took out a tissue from his bag and put it on her leg first: "What's wrong?"
She looked away, her expression obscured by the mask on her face. Her pupils were bright, brighter than a flickering lamp.
"Both."
"Um?"
Song Zhi¡¯s gaze remained motionless: ¡°Can I fall in love?¡±
Pei Shuangshuang has taken her with her for six years. Let alone falling in love, except during working hours, not even a man has appeared around her.
"If I say we can't, why don't you just talk about it?"
Song Zhi shook his head.
Pei Shuangshuang had never seen her so abnormal, and he followed her gaze and looked over: "Which one?"
Licheng is the city with the highest rate of romantic encounters.
Pei Shuangshuang did not object to Song Zhi going crazy once. She was living too depressed and needed to vent.
Pei Shuang searched around and locked eyes on a face. She was shocked, not because the other person looked amazing, but because the magnetic field and temperament around him were so similar to Song Zhi.
Like a dying flower, brilliant and decadent.
Song Zhi stood up, walked to the front, and walked to Qin Su. The light was moving, flickering on and off, and many shadows passed through his eyes, but none of them stayed.
When the song ended, she burst into tears.
His appearance has changed, and the color of his pupils has also changed, but she just knows that it is him.
She stood at the front, so close that she almost touched Qin Su¡¯s guitar.
He cast his eyes on her and said very calmly, "Want a song?"
She nodded.
The light was already dim, and she was wearing a hat and a mask. Only her eyes were exposed, and they were full of light, like the water of Lijiang River.
He said: "Two hundred songs."
She still nodded.
"What do you want to hear?"
Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and she said, "Your favorite."
Qin Su sang a song "Nanshan".
She plays the piano with very slender hands, her nails are neatly trimmed, and she has a black tattoo on the tiger¡¯s mouth, with the design of a gun and two letters.
Gu Qi likes to put logos on his things. He couldn't bear her pain, so he didn't give her a tattoo, so he embroidered a gun and two letters on her clothes and hat. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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