Chu Xun's earnest explanation successfully made Si Qi achieve social death.
Si Qi was so angry that he pushed his sweetheart off the stage and forced the reporters to skip this topic. His anxious and naughty look made everyone laugh.
This also proved how good the relationship between the two was. No one took Fang Huai's words seriously anymore, and they were happy to watch the two of them in love.
Of course, Si Qi and the others were fine, but Fang Huai was in trouble.
Many people always felt that their concern for Si Qi was used by Fang Huai, a villain, and they ran over to scold Fang Huai, saying that Fang Huai was still trying to sow discord and break up Si Qi and General Chu.
Fang Huai was speechless. He wanted to use the text messages he had exchanged with Si Qi as evidence, but the time on the text messages undoubtedly proved that he had cheated. He would only shoot himself in the foot by doing so. The more he proved, the more people knew how much of a scumbag he was. In the end, he could only shut up and be scolded by people all over the world.
In the end, everything that the original owner had suffered in the original world line now happened to him. Harassing Chu Feng, clinging to the powerful, and being vicious all became his synonyms.
His life experience was exposed, and everyone knew that he was Chu Feng's younger brother, but he did not get any glory from it. Instead, he successfully became a "celebrity". Whether it was looking for a job or living a normal life, he encountered huge obstacles.
He lost all the love and future he had. Previously, he could live a rich life with the money his father got from the Chu family. Now, because his father offended Si Qi, Chu Feng, who was controlled by his wife, cut off his living expenses.
Especially Chu Feng was worried that Fang Huai was "still ruthless" and would continue to harass Si Qi, so he simply asked someone to get back all the money Chu Feng had given to Fang Bozhong over the years. If they didn't get it back, they would use Fang Bozhong's real estate, luxury goods, and even his lover's brand-name bags as collateral. In short, they would make the family of three so anxious for living expenses that they would not have the heart to cause trouble for Chu Feng and his family.
In this way, the family of three got their "happy reunion" together as they wished, and every day they were in a mess because of all kinds of trivial matters.
There was no money in the bank card, and there was nothing left to mortgage to pay off the debt. Fang Huai's mother asked Fang Bozhong to go out to work.
But Fang Bozhong said that he had never worked before Chu Feng was born. It was unreasonable for a man in his fifties to go to work.
What's more, his face was posted everywhere on the Internet, and he would be looked down upon if he went out. No one would want him. The only one who could find a job in the family was Fang Huai's mother. Fang Huai's mother had to earn money to support them, otherwise the three of them would starve to death.
Fang Huai's mother was not happy at first, but later she saw that the family really had no money to buy food and could not make ends meet, so she had to grit her teeth and go out to find a job. She never thought that she had lived a life of being a mistress and a rich lady, but now she was over 40 years old and had to work to earn money to support her family. She felt so bitter when she became the lower-class person whom she once looked down upon.
Every time she returned home, she would cry like a pear blossom in the rain, saying that the work was hard, that the boss scolded her, that her colleagues disliked her, and she would lie on the sofa and cry non-stop. She would never go out to suffer grievances again, which made the father and son very irritable. They tried to persuade her to keep working hard with kind words, which almost broke her down.
Her life must be hard, and the life of the father and son was not much easier. Fang Bozhong stayed at home for a long time, and with nothing to do, he began to worry about Fang Huai's affairs. He said that Zheng Shi was in a mental hospital and that the marriage would probably not go through, so he urged Fang Huai to find a new girlfriend as soon as possible to continue the Fang family line.
Fang Huai almost suffered from gynophobia because of Zheng Shi. Every time he went to the toilet, it was like torture. He knew how difficult it was for him to continue the family line, so he kept dragging it out with vague words, making excuses that everyone hated him so much now and no one could look up to him.
Fang Bozhong was anxious when he saw Fang Huai like this. He became more and more impatient as he talked to Fang Huai. When he got angry, he pointed at Fang Huai's nose and said that he had worked so hard to raise Fang Huai, but Fang Huai couldn't even give birth to a son. It was better to raise him than to raise a waste.
No child would feel good after hearing their parents say this. Fang Huai exploded when he heard this. He was so emotional that he started to curse Fang Bozhong. At the end of the argument, he was impulsive and said out loud the pain that he had been holding back for so long, which made Fang Bozhong stunned.
After his brain woke up from the blank, Fang Bozhong cried and cursed people non-stop, cursing Zheng Shishi as a scumbag, cursing Fang Huai for being useless, cursing Chu Xun and Si Qi, he cursed everything.
After cursing, Fang Bozhong refused to give up. He went online to find all kinds of messy videos for Fang Huai to watch, trying to "cure" him, which made Fang Huai embarrassed.
After a long battle of wits and courage between the father and son, Fang Bozhong finally confirmed that his son was indeed "useless", so he dragged his lover to continue "working hard", which almost broke Fang Huai's mother, who was exhausted from work every day and just wanted to have a good rest at home. The woman couldn't resist and cried especially hard every time. She took the job of a mistress to a completely opposite level - not only did she have to support the sponsor, but she also turned her "main job" into the most unacceptable job.
Fang Bozhong worked hard to pass on his family line. After working day and night for several months, his lover didn't get pregnant, so he was anxious to drag her to the hospital for examination, wanting to see if the woman was "old and ugly" and couldn't get pregnant, so that he could go out and find someone else to have a baby.
Fang Huai's mother's face turned pale when she heard this, and she turned around and told Fang Huai what she had said.
One can imagine how Fang Huai felt after hearing this. After all, he should have been able to experience a little bit of what Chu Feng had felt all these years.
On the other hand, Fang Bozhong had a comprehensive examination in the hospital, and the results showed that all his sperms were dead and he had completely lost his fertility.
Fang Bozhong didn't believe it. He said that he was only in his fifties, and it shouldn't be that bad. Even if he was in his seventies or eighties, he could still make someone pregnant through scientific means - as a professional stud, Fang Bozhong had a very thorough understanding of this aspect of knowledge.
The doctor also felt that something was wrong. At Fang Bozhong's request, he performed many tests and finally came to a conclusion: "You were drugged and your sperm is completely dead."
Fang Bozhong's face was pale and he was furious: "Drug, who drugged me?! Who!!"
The doctor didn't want to get involved in the dirty things in Fang Bozhong's family, so he casually said, "It can only be someone around you." Sure enough, Fang Bozhong's mind flashed Fang Huai's figure.
It was normal for him to think so. After all, he had told Fang Huai before that as long as Chu Xun died, everything of Chu Xun would belong to him. And he only had Fang Huai as a child. After he died, Fang Huai would get all his things.
But if, if Fang Huai was worried that he would have other children after getting the Chu family's things? Wouldn't Fang Huai have to divide the family property with his brothers and sisters?
So Fang Huai decided to go all out and gave him sterilization drugs in advance...
After figuring out the whole story, Fang Bozhong let out a suppressed roar - Fang Huai was really cruel! !
He returned home in a rage and had a conflict with Fang Huai, who was furious because his father had cheated openly. The father and son started fighting in the cramped house and both sent themselves to the hospital.
Fang Huai's mother was exhausted because of this. She had to take care of the food and drink of two men, pay for medical expenses, and ask for leave and apologize to the boss of the place where she worked. The boss scolded her and said that she was not good at anything and was the worst.
Fang Huai's mother aged more than ten years in just a few months. She no longer looked like the pampered and spoiled girl she was before. Her hands and feet were rough and her spirit was decadent.
After the fight between the father and son, Fang Bozhong realized that he could not rely on himself, and he could only rely on Fang Huai! So he began to exert his strength on Fang Huai again, trying every means to make Fang Huai "get better".
For Fang Huai, this was no different from constantly pouring salt on his wounds. Not only was he sweating profusely from the pain, but the psychological torture was simply endless.
Fang Bozhong took him to see a doctor, who said that he had a psychological problem and that Fang Huai needed to think more positively.
Fang Bozhong said that he came to see you because he couldn't think positively, and asked if there was any special medicine, such as a blue pill or something, to stimulate Fang Huai.
The doctor was speechless after hearing what he said, and simply recommended that the father and son go to the website released by Si Qi to petition, saying that Si Qi is now composing various songs to help patients suffering from mental illness around the world, and maybe with luck it will be Fang Huai and his son's turn.
When Fang Bozhong heard Si Qi's name, his desire for offspring even overwhelmed his hatred for Si Qi. He said to Fang Huai, "Aren't you Si Qi's ex-boyfriend? Didn't you say that Si Qi loves you to the core? Go and apologize to him and ask him to write a song for you. He has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, so he will definitely agree!"
Fang Huai's face flushed red. He was too embarrassed to talk about this kind of thing, and he didn't even want to see a doctor, let alone say in front of Si Qi that he was "not good enough" now, saying that he was "unable to stand up" after being killed by his fiancee who he had cheated on with great difficulty. Si Qi was so laughing that he would die, and he still helped him? Help him for nothing!
Fang Huai refused to beg Si Qi, and Fang Bozhong was so angry that he wanted to beat Fang Huai. He pushed and pulled Fang Huai but couldn't move this stubborn donkey, so he had to risk his old face to find Si Qi.
He stubbornly found his way through Chu Feng and found Si Qi. After hearing what he said shamelessly, Si Qi laughed so hard that the ceiling above his head was about to be overturned by his voice. When Fang Bozhong was asked to leave by the guards, he could still hear Si Qi's hearty laughter floating far away...
Fang Bozhong's face was ashen, and he went home and scolded Si Qi in front of his lover and son. Fang Huai's eyes went dark after hearing this bad news, and he was almost pissed to death by Fang Bozhong. The father and son started a new round of mutual torture.
Si Qi heard the recent situation of this family from Xiu Xiu, and he was so happy that he was twitching for a week. People around asked Si Qi what good news he had and why he was smiling so happily. Si Qi smiled mysteriously without explaining, and turned to Chu Feng and said, "Some people can't even ask for it, but you can enjoy it every night. Don't you think you are particularly lucky?"
Chu Feng replied with a slow question mark, and then blushed in embarrassment at Si Qi's playful hints.
Now, Si Qi has become the world's treasure, and everyone likes him very much.
He continues to do his original job - providing constant spiritual support to everyone who likes him, making everyone's life better. It's just that the way of working has changed from acting, which he is not good at, to playing music and painting.
Painting is a new method that Si Qi came up with after he found that there are too few people who can integrate spiritual power into music. Music and painting are both natural things that can convey the creator's emotions, and complement each other with mental power. Now creators only need to integrate the mental power of specific emotions into the brush, and the works they draw can achieve the desired therapeutic effect.
Many psychiatric experts rushed from all over the world and studied with Si Qi under the arrangement of the country. Si Qi has always been a good teacher. He taught very seriously, and soon some people learned how to use mental power for treatment. After learning, they returned to their respective countries to teach this method to more people.
Some of these people are doctors, some are painters, and some are workers from all walks of life. They have shown their magical powers and integrated Si Qi's works into all aspects and industries.
Soon, people found that listening to Si Qi's music before going to bed can help them have a good sleep, printing Si Qi's paintings on their desks can help them concentrate when studying, listening to Si Qi's music before fighting the enemy can help them fight better, and even the cows on the ranch can produce more milk when they hear the music played by Si Qi!
Si Qi's name has been closely linked to everyone's life. Even hundreds and thousands of years later, it will still appear in everyone's life and take root in everyone's mind.
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After ending this world, Si Qi made a special trip back to the World Tower and flew to the branches of the World Tree.
There was a small golden butterfly on the tree, waving its wings leisurely. Si Qi raised his finger, and the butterfly fluttered gracefully to Si Qi's fingertips.
Countless memories flowed into Si Qi's mind along with the butterfly. Si Qi lowered his eyes slightly, and transferred the memories of his worlds into the butterfly's body, and then let the butterfly fly away.
The butterfly flapped its wings and flew towards the distant sea of stars.
Xiu Xiu was puzzled: "Master, what are you doing?"
Si Qi: "Accepting the memories transmitted by me over there."
The two Si Qis were in different main god domains, and it was impossible to synchronize their memories at all times. They needed to be "updated" every now and then to avoid differences in personality due to different experiences on both sides.
Xiu Xiu's curiosity grew even stronger: "Did you also experience a small world there? What was it like? Xiu Xiu wants to know too!"
Si Qi flew towards the World Tower and said with a smile: "The world over there... I have been repairing the small world over there that is on the verge of collapse. There is a world in it whose barrier is too weak, and countless intelligent creatures from different time and space accidentally enter it, and I became one of the travelers. Chu Feng became a fast traveler..."
As he spoke, Si Qi shared his memories with Xiu Xiu.
Time went back to the moment when the Lord God Si Qi sent his consciousness to a small world.
When Si Qi came to his senses, he found himself standing in a remote street alley.
The muddy and wet ground after the rain, the three-finger-wide advertisements on the cement walls, the smooth and flat cylindrical electric poles standing beside him, with strong black wires connecting to the distance.
Si Qi had never been to such a place before, and everything in front of him was so strange and weird. What made him feel even stranger was that he had a vague sense in his heart. He knew that he was not the original owner, and that he came into this body for some reason, and the owner of this body was a cultivator who could call the wind and rain. Scanning
the surroundings with his consciousness, Si Qi wanted to understand his current situation as soon as possible. When he saw a young man in the alley next door, the memories that were suddenly triggered rushed into his mind like an avalanche, making him frown.
In the memories he recalled, the original owner of this body would take the initiative to contact the young man he saw at this moment in order to understand the situation.
After a brief panic, the young man quickly accepted his encounter with the "immortal" and actively explained to the "immortal" the various situations in this world. For example, there are no cultivators in this world, but there is powerful technology comparable to immortal magic, and for example, in this world, the strong prey on the weak, and only strength is the most reliable existence.
The original owner knew how much mortals feared cultivators, and saw that every word the other party said came from the heart without deception, and quickly accepted his current situation of "ascending to another world". And he understood that the social system of this world was as unreasonable as the secular dynasties in the world of cultivation. The gap between officials and the people was huge. The upper class exploited and oppressed ordinary people in every possible way. Ordinary people lived a mediocre life like ants, but they didn't think there was anything wrong with such a life. They were obedient and docile like tamed livestock.
The young man also provided him with a number of "historical materials" called novels, movies and animations, which showed with pictures and texts how the officials would use cruel and unreasonable means to control people, dissect and torture them when they encountered special beings different from ordinary people.
When the original owner saw the high-tech weapons and the tortured "aliens" in the picture, he immediately understood how dangerous his situation was.
In order to avoid being forcibly captured by the government of this world and sent to the laboratory for dissection, he changed his overly obvious clothes from another world with the help of the young man, hid in the vast crowd, and regarded all the humans in this world as his potential enemies.
The only young man who knew his identity but did not take the initiative to inform the court naturally became a bridge for him to communicate with the outside world and continued to explain everything around him.
In the following time, they met many travelers from other worlds. The young man said that in order to prevent being isolated and helpless after being discovered by the country, he suggested that he could take this group of people under his command to prevent being defeated one by one in the future.
The original owner did not want to fight the court alone, so he accepted the young man's suggestion and secretly recruited many travelers from other worlds to establish the Travelers Alliance.
After the alliance became strong enough, it openly challenged the government and demanded that travelers be given a high enough status instead of hiding all day.
The young man jumped out and announced that he was responsible for several incidents that occurred in recent months.
The so-called incidents were actually that the travelers had just come to this world, and due to panic and differences in common sense, they caused some conflicts with other ordinary people.
For example, after an angel came to this world, he was angered by a mortal and used holy fire to purify the evil people; a general mistakenly thought he was trapped in a sorcerer's illusion and killed the foreigners passing by (modern people with dyed hair) with a sword; zombies appeared in a modern city, eating people everywhere, causing several nearby cities to fall... The
official reaction was exactly the same as what the young people described. After discovering this group of unique time travelers, they immediately sent out an army carrying a large number of weapons without saying a word, trying to control this group of people or kill the criminals on the spot.
When the government heard the alliance say "demand power" and "demand the government to give in", they did not give them any face at all, and rejected them bluntly, denouncing them as invaders and terrorists, saying that the Chinese people would never bow to the evil forces that hurt their people.
This uncompromising and tough attitude undoubtedly angered the original owner. In his memory, when facing the cultivators, even the emperor had to bow down and take whatever he wanted.
Not to mention killing a few mortals, even if the entire country was destroyed, those people would have to bear it.
Feeling offended, the original owner led his men to fight with the court. The two sides fought fiercely for this, and countless people were implicated and suffered heavy casualties.
In the end, the original owner was killed by dozens of weapons that fell from the sky. Before his death, the forces under his command had already caused a bloody storm in the country, and people had to survive under the invasion of countless disasters such as zombies, undead, □□ robots, and insect invasions.
Si Qi thought of this and shook his head slightly.
The "line of sight" swept across the young man's face. Si Qi did not look for him, but turned and walked towards the exit of the alley.
Outside the alley, there was a busy street with people coming and going.
Many hurried pedestrians saw Si Qi, a young man in a gorgeous dress, suddenly appear, and cast curious glances at him. Occasionally, a few people would meet Si Qi's eyes, and would show embarrassment and shame as if they were caught accidentally, and would give him a shy smile.
Si Qi looked back at them, wary of whether they would report him to the authorities because of his difference, but he did not show disdain like the original owner, and his mind overlooked this prosperous land.
As he watched, Si Qi's tense nerves slowly relaxed.
Many things actually do not need to be described by others, and can be observed through the details.
For example, the smooth and flat road under Si Qi's feet at this moment is completely different from the mundane society of the cultivation world in his memory. It is not full of potholes and mud. This shows that the officials in this place have considered the common people well and are willing to spend money and energy to build roads for the common people so that they can live a more comfortable life.
People walking on the streets are relaxed and casual, trusting each other. They don't have any worries about being hungry or cold, which shows that they live in a country that makes them feel safe and enjoyable. They are not numb from being squeezed, nor do they have despair of not seeing the future. They don't worry about either the spiritual level or material life.
In addition, in his "memory", Si Qi saw that whenever a time traveler appeared, he hurt other people. The group of officers and soldiers called police and soldiers would rush to the scene as soon as possible to evacuate ordinary people.
Although they are "officials", they repeatedly stand in front of the "people", using their flesh and blood to block the harm again and again, and they never give in to the time travelers even until their death.
Is this still called "the class gap is too big, and the people have been brainwashed into docile livestock"?
At least in the world of cultivation in Si Qi's memory, no one would be willing to die for a group of livestock.
Si Qi, who had vaguely felt that something was wrong when he checked his memory before, now completely understood what he felt was wrong.
The young man really didn't dare to lie in front of the cultivators. Every word he said was from his heart.
But who can say that the world constructed in the young man's mind is really the most real appearance of this world? There
are thousands of great ways, and even cultivators have different "ways" and completely different understandings of the laws of the world. How can mortals not have all kinds of different personalities, different thoughts, and all kinds of views on the world?
Although the young man did not lie, every word he said was his subjective thoughts, which subtly guided the original owner.
Si Qi was not the original owner. He was not prepared to see the world through the eyes of others. He only believed in himself and his own judgment.
Even if the choice he made was wrong in the end, he would never regret it, because this was his "Tao".
He weighed the pros and cons for a moment and then used his fingers to predict the outcome. After seeing the result was "good luck", Si Qi made up his mind and walked up to a young man who was looking at him with interest and said to him, "Hello, can I borrow your cell phone to call the police?" The
young man looked puzzled and looked Si Qi up and down, focusing on Si Qi's long hair that didn't look like a wig at all. He said to Si Qi, "What's the matter? Are you in trouble?"
Si Qi: "...Difficulties?"
"If you have troubles, find the police!" The young man casually said a jingle that everyone living in this country knows by heart. Seeing that Si Qi's tone was neither hurried nor slow, and it didn't seem like he had encountered any urgent trouble, he didn't ask any more questions and said to Si Qi, "You don't have your cell phone with you?"
Si Qi nodded, and his handsome and dusty appearance looked particularly harmless.
The young man thought that Si Qi couldn't possibly be the one who stole the phone, so he took out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Si Qi. He also joked, "This is the first time I've seen someone who looks so good in Hanfu. If I hadn't passed the age of middle school, I would have thought you were a time traveler!"
Si Qi heard this and said seriously, "How can there be time travelers in the world? You're overthinking it, little brother."
The young man laughed and said, "I know it's impossible!"
Even so, the young man stood aside, looking at the long-haired man holding the phone with white fingers and a posture that could be painted, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Let's not talk about the man opposite who speaks in a literary way, just this temperament and demeanor, he really looks like an ancient person.
No, no, what's going on, I'm in my twenties, I'm long past the age of middle school.
The young man kept correcting his own wild and divergent thoughts, telling himself not to think too much.
In an alley not far away, a young man who was lying at home reading a novel and had not yet passed his middle school period suddenly screamed "Ah" with a ferocious expression, holding his head and curling up in fear, as if he was avoiding something falling on his head. After
a long time, the young man who was having difficulty breathing looked around at the ground in panic, and suddenly realized that he was not on the top floor of the luxurious business building, but in his original shabby and small home. He was stunned for a long time with a distorted expression, subconsciously opened his mobile phone to check the time and date, and suddenly jumped out of bed!
"I, I am indeed the chosen one, I am reborn!!!"
The young man's face flushed, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
"What time is it now? When will the leader come?" The young man jumped out of bed in a hurry, standing there and pacing anxiously and excitedly: "This time, we must tell the leader in advance that the government will use hot weapons. We must make a fortune quietly first, and then suddenly attack... Yes, hide in the dark first and let the zombie army and the undead army kill most of the Chinese! Let the military order collapse completely! Then..."
The young man muttered to himself, but he really couldn't wait. He rushed out the door holding his mobile phone, looking forward to the immortal flying into his home again and finding him who died before he could fulfill his ambitions.
But when he was full of enthusiasm and expected the leader to take him to call the shots again and become the Kami (god) of the new world, his leader had been taken away by the police car with a "beep~beep~".
The author has something to say:
--World
consciousness: Have I been transformed into a sieve? There are all kinds of monsters and demons.
Other reborn people: After searching for the enemy's big boss for a long time, I saw on TV that the boss became the leader of our camp. Damn! This is not what we agreed on!
Young man (heartbroken): ...Why did your majesty rebel? !
--Well
, logically, this time you should be called Twelve.
Young man: ...How can that be? ? !
Xu is very good at naming theorems.
Thank you fenny9345 for the mine ~
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