The two of them enjoyed the beautiful scenery while looking for levels. By the end of the recording, they had successfully obtained six dishes.
Boyu and Cai Wanshu got three.
Hu Qinghe and Yao Feng only got one.
Looking at the table filled with delicious dishes, Yao Feng was drooling with envy. The bright colors and rich aroma were so tempting.
Si Qingjiu and his friends did not eat alone, but invited everyone to enjoy together.
The two of them couldn’t finish all six dishes, and they were all large dishes.
In fact, if the two of them hadn't given their best, all ten dishes would have been theirs.
In the afternoon, they played another game, and in the evening they gathered together on the specially opened viewing lawn on Phoenix Mountain for an open-air barbecue.
We ate and chatted.
There is a beautiful starry sky above your head, a green carpet under your feet, and your lover by your side, feeling comfortable and leisurely.
"This feels really good. I'm usually too busy and don't have time to accompany Shushu."
Boyu held a beer and looked at the beautiful scenery in silence, and couldn't help but sigh.
Yao Feng also said, with a somewhat melancholy tone: "We are often not at home, and we meet very seldom."
He didn't say what their relationship was like, because they were not as good as they were before.
When she married Hu Qinghe, they were very much in love, but after a few years, they seemed to be drifting further and further apart.
The other party has his own circle and his own career.
Neither of them was inclined to compromise with the other.
He has always known that the other party is very good at having fun outside, and it would be a lie to say that he is not sad, but sometimes, he chooses to deceive himself.
Perhaps, I still can't let go of this companionship that started with fate.
Taking on this variety show is the last choice he gives to himself and also to the other party.
If, if after the show ends, they still have feelings for each other, he will try to adjust and change for each other.
If it is gone, then he will let it go.
The two parted ways amicably.
Yao Feng couldn't help but look at the person next to him. It was undeniable that at this moment, he still had this person in his heart, because he sensed his sadness.
Speaking of that, thinking of what happened in the past, he couldn't completely ignore it.
After all, I still care.
Si Qingjiu and Jin Wenjun looked at each other and smiled at each other.
Two people
The smiles are all very bright, and even if Jin Wenjun's smile is very small, one can still glimpse the affection and doting in it.
They don't seem to mind each other's company, but they also seem to care a lot. It gives people the feeling that no matter what, it can't conceal the friendship between them.
A wonderful realization.
Especially the atmosphere between the two of them has changed again.
It's so sweet and warm, as if no one can get in the way.
"Qinghe, what's wrong with you?"
Suddenly Yao Feng's exclamation broke this beautiful picture.
Everyone looked over.
For some reason, Hu Qinghe's face turned pale, blood kept coming out of his mouth and nose, and his whole body began to twitch.
It's like a poisoned epilepsy.
Yao Feng hugged him, turning around anxiously.
The director team was also shocked, but the accompanying doctor reacted quickly, rushed over and examined him.
"Quick, send him to the hospital, send him to the hospital."
The doctor's voice was trembling and his face was horrified.
Si Qingjiu pushed away the people who were crowding in front of him and raised his voice: "Get out of the way, he's dying."
Jin Wenjun had a serious expression and stopped the people who didn't know what was going on, making it easier for Si Qingjiu to get closer.
"Xiaojiu, you..." Cai Wanshu called softly, wanting to ask what you were going to do, but then she saw him grab Hu Qinghe's hand and cut it, leaving a wound on the other's wrist, with blood rushing out.
"ah!"
“Oh my god, what is this?”
Everyone present was shocked and filled with horror.
I don’t know what was shocking because Si Qingjiu didn’t have a knife in his hand, but just swept his fingers in the air, and Hu Qinghua’s wrist was cut.
The blood that flowed from the cut wrist was purple-black in color.
The blood of normal people is red.
A little later, the red color turned a little black.
It will definitely not be purple or black.
Si Qingjiu ignored them, drew a talisman in the air, and pushed it on the forehead of Hu Qinghe who was about to faint.
Hu Qinghe only felt that something hot entered his body, like a flame or burning magma, burning him so much that his whole body was in pain.
Yet, I felt like I could breathe a sigh of relief, and the feeling of suffocation was gradually dissipating.
Yao Feng was so nervous that he was completely speechless. When he saw Hu Qinghe's eyes slowly come into focus, he burst into tears of joy.
"Qinghe, Qinghe."
Hu Qinghe looked at him slowly, wanting to move, but he was too weak to do anything. He could only open his mouth and say:
"I, I, am, fine."
"Qinghe." Yao Feng hugged him tightly, smiled, and then looked at Si Qingjiu, saying hurriedly: "Xiaojiu, what happened to him? Is he okay?"
The scene just now was so strange and fast that he couldn't even think.
Others also looked at Si Qingjiu, their eyes filled with awe.
They have already realized that Si Qingjiu might be the hidden master.
The way Hu Qinghe looked just now clearly showed that he had been tricked.
Because the blood flowing out of him now was no longer purple-black, but dark red.
Although it still looks a little unhealthy, it's normal after all.
Si Qingjiu stared at Hu Qinghe's face and said, "No, his condition is quite serious. Someone changed his fate. If I hadn't been there just now, he would have died for sure."
"What?"
Everyone exclaimed, their faces filled with disbelief.
The director and assistant director were even more scared. If something happened in their production crew, and the other party was a genuine second-generation rich man, they would be absolutely finished.
"Xiaojiu, what's going on? Who changed his fate?"
"What should we do now, Mr. Hu? Should we send him to the hospital?"
"A little wine."
The director and assistant director spoke up immediately, vying to ask questions.
Yao Feng also stared at Si Qingjiu intently, full of hope.
Si Qingjiu tapped Hu Qinghe's wrist, and the blood stopped flowing immediately.
"To be able to change fate and allow you to protect someone from disaster, especially this kind of life-or-death disaster, you must first be related by blood, and be relatively close."
"Secondly, the other party must have your personal belongings and your birth date. This is a necessary condition. If you want a better effect, you need your blood."
Hu Qinghe's complexion improved a little as Si Qingjiu told his story, but then it turned ugly again.
There were only a few people who were close to him, and only one of them was in trouble at the moment.
His father called him last night and told him that his uncle Lu Liang had suddenly fallen ill and that China Resources Group might not last long, and asked him what he thought.
He didn't have any ideas. He had no interest in business and just wanted to eat, drink and have fun.
Now it seems that he has no feelings towards others, but others do have feelings towards him.
"Mr. Si, I wonder if you have any solution." Hu Qinghe asked weakly, with a very good attitude, and tried hard to force a smile.
More sincere than before, and with a hint of dignity
respect.
Everyone present could see his change, but no one cared. They just wanted to know if Si Qingjiu had any solution.
Also, I want to be friends with him.
This kind of thing is so hard to guard against, and it can happen if you're not paying attention. If you don't know a master, who knows what the outcome will be.
Si Qingjiu didn't keep it a secret and held out a finger, "One hundred million for your life."
One life, one hundred million. At other times, people would just think it’s too expensive.
But at this moment, I was just slightly shocked and then accepted it.
After all, one hundred million is a lot, but we only have one life.
What’s the use of having a lot of money if you’ve lost your life?
Hu Qinghe probably had a close call with death, so he understood this principle better and nodded without hesitation: "Sure, thank you, Mr. Si."
"Okay, okay." Si Qingjiu gave an unfathomable smile, but in fact he was very happy.
How come he didn't realize that metaphysics is the tool to make money?
Look, I made a hundred million easily.
Si Qingjiu looked around, took the fruit plate not far away, drew a few symbols on the fruit, then grabbed a piece of tissue, drew on it again, folded it, and handed it over.
"If you don't have the talisman paper, you can use this karma backlash talisman. You can put it on your body. It doesn't matter if it gets wet. As long as you don't lose it, anyone who wants to attack you will be backlashed."
Then he pointed to the fruit plate and said, "After eating these fruits, they can quickly replenish the body you just depleted."
Even though Hu Qinghe was very convinced of Si Qingjiu's methods, he still felt complicated when he saw this casual piece of toilet paper.
But he didn't say anything, and took it with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Si, I'll have someone call you later."
Yao Feng quickly picked up the fruit plate and started feeding him.
The director and others stared at the plate of blueberries, which was worth 100 million yuan.
I feel like eating.
Will it be sweeter?
I'm curious what it tastes like.
Si Qingjiu noticed their gaze, rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "You want to eat too?"
"think."
"Can we have some wine?"
"I want some wine, too."
Everyone nodded immediately, full of anticipation.
Si Qingjiu held his chin as if thinking for two seconds, and said: "One million per portion, only
There are five copies. ”
One million is not cheap.
However, the people present felt that compared to Hu Qinghe's 100 million, this price was very low.
I guess the fruit was a gift from the other party.
"We want two." Boyu said quickly. He himself was not short of money, and neither was his wife. Things like this were really good and should not be missed.
The director and assistant director looked at each other and spoke at the same time.
"I want one."
"I want one."
Yao Feng, who was feeding Hu Qinghe fruit, quickly responded: "I want one too."
Five copies, sold out in seconds.
Si Qingjiu smiled with curved eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, he made another five million.
He walked to the fruit table at the back and brought over a plate of cherries.
The program crew knew that Si Qingjiu loved to eat this, so they specially prepared it.
There was a full pound in it.
Si Qingjiu was nourished with spiritual energy, and then the good luck formation was added into it before it was brought over.
The director and others looked at him excitedly, waiting for him to give the plate to someone.
Since everyone has it anyway, they are not in a hurry to fight for it.
However, when the person approached, he did not hand over the plate.
Several people were confused. What did this mean?
Si Qingjiu picked up two cherries and handed them to Boyu who was closest to her.
Boyu didn't understand and took it subconsciously.
He picked up another one and handed it to the director.
Next, assistant director, Yao Feng.
"This?" The director was confused. He couldn't understand it.
Si Qingjiu said: "One pill per person, no cheating for children or the elderly."
???
So, one million is one pill?
Before they had digested the food, he handed the remaining full plate to Jin Wenjun and said.
"These are all for you to eat."
“…”
What about the friendship between people? !
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