Chapter 69
◎Supernatural Variety Show◎
It was getting late, so they went back to their residence first.
In the spacious and bright living room, Taoist Master Zhang and his disciple sat upright, looking nervous and serious.
"Master Qianyang, can you save my master?" Shi'an asked anxiously.
Taoist Zhang placed his hands on his knees and curled up slightly.
"Master Qianyang, I'm afraid that changing fate against the will of heaven would be detrimental to you..."
Qianyang shook his head and took out the "Qingxue Dian" from his arms.
"The reason why no one in your sect lives past the age of sixty is precisely because of this book."
Upon hearing this, Taoist Zhang's face suddenly changed. "What? There's something wrong with this book? How could it be..."
Qian Yang said, "There's nothing wrong with the Qing Xue Dian. It should indeed record the lost traditional Chinese medicine techniques."
"Then how could it be because of this book?" Taoist Zhang frowned.
"However, this book is not complete." Qianyang said in a deep voice.
Taoist Zhang jumped up from the sofa as if struck by lightning. "It's not complete? H-How could this be... My master spent a lot of effort to figure it out, and nearly lost his life because of it!"
Qianyang flipped open the ancient book and read the black characters. "This is just a rubbing. Every Chinese medicine technique hides key steps. If you try it on yourself, your body will definitely suffer the consequences and become depleted over time."
Taoist Zhang looked shocked, "How is this possible... Master Qianyang, this is the only copy of the Qingxue Dian in the world, how do you know the steps in it?"
Qian Yang said, "This is not the original, it's just a rubbing. The only copy of the Qing Xue Dian has actually been in my hands."
"What?!" Taoist Zhang fell back on the sofa, his breathing became rapid, and he coughed heavily several times.
Shian hurriedly tried to calm him down, "Master, please calm down."
[I go?]
[The original is in Qianyang's hands? Does she have so many treasures?!]
[What's the origin of the Qian family? How come they have everything? ]
[But I don't think I've ever heard of him. He must be famous for having so many treasures, right?]
[Even if you hide away from the world, there is no news at all? ]
…
Qian Yang said, "But I can confirm that no rubbings have been circulated. The ancient book in your hand is not the original copy of mine."
"Moreover, whoever copied this book definitely did it on purpose."
The sudden news left Zhang Daojiu stunned for a long time. His expression was blank and his shoulders were hunched. He never expected that the thing that his sect cherished as a treasure was just a broken rubbing, and that his master and grandfather had devoted their entire lives to it, which led to their deaths.
Shi'an looked at his master's dejected look. He cared more about his master's health than anything else. He suddenly stood up, walked in front of Qianyang, bent his knees and knelt down.
"Master Qianyang, please save my master." Shi'an leaned over and kowtowed three times.
"As long as you can save my master, I am willing to work like a slave and go through fire and water to ensure his safety. Please have mercy on me and save my master."
Yang Wei said, "Sister, Taoist Zhang has suffered a backlash. How can we save him?"
Qianyang looked at Shi'an, whose face was full of worry and pleading, and did not let him get up immediately.
"Originally, I just wanted to confirm the book and didn't intend to meddle in other people's business. Shi'an, remember, I'm helping you because of your sincerity."
Shi'an's expression lit up with joy, and he kowtowed hurriedly, "Thank you, Master Qianyang! Thank you, Master Qianyang!"
Qian Yang raised his hand to let him get up, then said to Taoist Zhang, "There is a way to save you. It is in the real Qingxue Dian, and you can only save yourself."
Taoist Zhang looked at Qianyang with a dazed look in his eyes, somewhat shocked, "Master Qianyang, you mean..."
"I can't give you the original, but I can have my apprentice copy a copy for you. You should study it carefully. Whether it can save your life depends on you."
Taoist Zhang's expression froze. He quickly stood up and walked over to Shi'an, kneeling down on both knees. "Master Qianyang, the Qingxue Dian is not an ordinary thing. Are you really willing to give me the real copy?"
Qian Yang nodded and said, "Well, the reason for the decline of Xuanmen is that many ancient books on magic have been lost. I am the only one in the world who can use them freely, so it doesn't make any sense."
What's more, Qianyang originally wanted to carry forward his ancestral heritage.
Since most of the ancient books on magic are now in the hands of the Qian family, perhaps the decline of Xuanmen is closely related to the Qian family's seclusion from the world.
"Thank you, Master Qianyang." Taoist Zhang kowtowed to her solemnly. "Such a great favor, I, Zhang Yu, will never forget it!"
Are there any copyright fees?
【???】
【Hahaha what a talent! 】
[(Dog head) Taoist Zhang's clothes are getting thready, what do you think?]
[My baby is simply a soft-hearted god! ]
[No matter what, I'm glad that Master Zhang is okay.]
[I can only say that whoever copied this book has done great harm to others.]
"However, there are still conditions."
Taoist Priest Zhang said loudly, "You can ask me anything. As long as it is something I can do, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
【Copyright fees are coming.】
Is there really a copyright fee?
"After you return, you need to offer incense to my Qian family in the ancestral hall."
Taoist Zhang was stunned for two seconds, "This..."
The ancestral hall is full of people from the master's school. If we offer incense to others, I'm afraid our ancestors will not agree.
Taoist Zhang said bluntly, "Master Qianyang, I alone have no say in this matter."
"You can ask the ancestors." Qian Yang nodded, "The Qian family will surely have many students all over the world in the future. Offering incense to the Qian family will only bring benefits, not harm."
"Then please wait a moment. I'll ask the old ancestor for his opinion first."
"Can."
[Wow! Can Taoist Master Zhang still invite the ancestors to possess him?]
It’s amazing!
So, is it true that "I am ashamed to face my ancestors in the underworld"? No wonder the ancients were so taboo about it.
[Alas, Taoist Master Zhang has such ability, why is he still so short of money? ]
[No matter how talented you are, no one will believe you.]
Taoist Zhang sat cross-legged on the ground, with a palm-sized tripod in front of him and three incense sticks inserted in it.
The smoke slowly rose into the air. Taoist Zhang clasped his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes.
After waiting for a moment, Taoist Zhang's eyelids twitched.
"Ouch!" he suddenly wailed.
"I was wrong, I was wrong! How could I know it was fake? Sir Qian, please stop hitting me, stop hitting me!"
"?"
【???】
[No, does the ancestor have to be beaten down there too?]
[Who is Master Qian? ]
[Oh my god! This is so bizarre!]
"Hurry, hurry! Go back and light the incense! The continuation of our Taoist temple depends on this incense!"
Qianyang pursed her lips, knowing that the old guy often spied on her affairs and even dug up other people's ancestors!
The incense in the cauldron went out, and Taoist Zhang slowly opened his eyes. He obviously knew what had just happened, and said awkwardly, "My master is not usually like this. Maybe, maybe he encountered something."
Shian said: "Master, your master seems to be getting beaten."
Taoist Zhang glared at him and said, "Shut up."
Qian Yang said: "I'm sorry, my ancestors like to meddle in other people's business."
【Hahahaha! 】
[I am dying of laughter. My ancestors are so funny.]
Qian Yang seemed to have said that after their death, they would all work for the underworld.
[No wonder those two ghost messengers were so afraid of her reporting them.]
Shian said happily, "Master, you won't die, will you?"
Taoist Priest Zhang looked up and gave him a slap. "Screw you! You keep saying these unlucky things all day long."
"Hehe." Shi'an covered his head and laughed foolishly, "Pah pah pah!"
"Master." Shi'an's expression turned resentful. "Were you planning to abandon me just now? Do you have any conscience?"
"You bastard! Are you getting excited? I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
“That’s right!”
【These two masters and apprentices are really interesting. 】
【Relaxed, luckily nothing happened. 】
Wuhu! Happy!
…
It would take several days to copy the Qing Xue Dian, which happened to coincide with Yang Wei's weekend off, so she took them out for a while.
Because Yang Mao had beautiful handwriting, he had to stay at home alone and suffer.
On Monday morning, the master and apprentice set out on their journey home, carrying the souvenirs they had bought during their trip and the books Yang Mao had copied.
Qianyang and his group sent them to the station, and Shian said goodbye to them one by one.
"Come and play when you have time."
"We can go to Taihang City, that's our home base."
"Okay!" Shi'an nodded happily.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you play for two more days."
"No, I'm afraid my cabbages will be eaten by wild boars."
Yang Mao smiled and said, "Okay, have a safe trip."
"Thank you, Brother Yang!"
【goodbye! 】
【Take good care of Master and your little cabbage. 】
Shian waved towards the camera, "Goodbye everyone!"
"Remember to follow my account. I've learned how to edit videos myself, and I'll update when I have time!"
【I know, I know! 】
Go ahead!
[This kid is really adorable, and he even knows how to make money by making videos.]
[Self-media is also good. I can make some money and take care of my master.]
"Master Qianyang, we will go back first." said Taoist Zhang.
"Well, let's go."
After seeing off Master Zhang and his apprentice, they drove back to their residence.
After arriving home, Song Yunli called.
"Is it over?" Song Yunli said.
Qianyang sat on the sofa and said, "Well, you can take a rest today."
"Thanks for your hard work."
"I'm going to participate in a variety show tomorrow, and it seems like it will take a long time to end." Qianyang sighed.
She originally had no idea about variety shows, but the other party called her several times to invite her, insisting that she participate. They even said that this variety show was specially prepared for her and was specially chosen to be broadcast simultaneously in many countries and regions around the world.
Qianyang had no choice but to hand the matter over to Qingning officials to talk to him.
Because they were all live broadcasts, Qianyang felt that they were about the same. After negotiations between Qingning officials and the other party, they finalized the appearance fee for one episode of the show. There were a total of eight episodes, totaling 80 million. The entire live broadcast had to be synchronized with Qingning officials.
After going through so much, Qianyang has completely lost all feeling for money.
In Yang Mao's words, since she started broadcasting on Green Lemon, money has flowed into her account like a flood, and the taxes she paid are amounts that an ordinary person may not be able to earn in their entire lifetime.
"Will you stay there for a long time?"
"About two months, just in time for me to go back with Yang Wei."
"Yeah." Song Yunli said in a deep voice.
“What a pity.”
"What a pity?" Qian Yang asked doubtfully.
"I can't leave Taihang City for the time being." Song Yunli said.
Qianyang thought about it and realized that he was a little uncomfortable after not seeing Song Yunli for several days.
"Yeah, it's quite a pity." Qianyang sighed sincerely.
Song Yunli laughed and said, "The property transfer procedures have been completed. I will have no money and no job in the future."
"It's okay, you can use my card."
"How much is enough?"
"As much as you can."
After all, Song Yunli transferred all his property to Qianyang's name, and the money he earned from his own business alone was a full 20 billion.
Because Song Yunli's personal assets had nothing to do with the Song family, his property was not frozen.
Of course, these are all the conditions put forward by Qianyang.
In exchange, Song Yunli's life span is no longer just five years. He will belong to Qianyang until his death.
After a short phone call, Qianyang had a rare chance to have a complete day off and slept soundly for two hours in his room.
I've been going out early and coming back late these days, and I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time.
The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Qianyang arrived at the recording location of the program.
Qianyang got out of the car and was surrounded by a group of people.
"Master Qianyang, you are here!"
"We're already prepared upstairs. Let's go to the dressing room first. Let's familiarize ourselves with the script!"
"Master Qianyang, please come in!"
"Woof! Woof!"
Shunyi jumped out from behind her and barked twice at the crowd.
However, its appearance not only failed to disperse the crowd, but made them even more agitated.
"Ah! Shunyi!!"
"So cute! So majestic!"
"Shunyi baby, you're so handsome!"
"Woof? Woof..." Shunyi was stunned for a moment, then slowly stopped baring his teeth. Feeling a little embarrassed, he buried his head between Qianyang's legs.
Sang Chen was sitting in the car and saw the crowds of people outside, and was a little afraid to come out.
"Third Junior Brother!"
"Shh! Don't scare him!"
“Get out of the way, get out of the way!”
The crowd dispersed to the side. Sang Chen took a deep breath, stepped down from the car, and untied the rope around his neck.
"Master, I've got a job exorcising ghosts, so I won't be going up with you. I'll come pick you up later."
Qianyang nodded at him and said, "Go ahead."
After being with Qianyang for so long, he has learned a lot and can complete tasks independently.
"Ah... Senior Brother."
"Hello, Senior Brother."
Yang Mao: “…”
Why is your attitude so different from how you treat other people?
Qianyang, his wife, and his dog walked into the elevator surrounded by a crowd, while Yang Mao drove away alone.
At this time, a black commercial vehicle parked on the side of the road slowly lowered its window.
The man lowered his sunglasses and asked, "Who is she?"
The assistant laughed and said, "Brother Han, she's a very famous internet celebrity anchor recently, her name is Qianyang."
Han Zhi sneered, "Internet celebrity anchor?"
"Director Qi wants me to work with her and be on the show?"
The assistant said, "Brother Han, you're quite busy and don't go online very often, so you might not know that she's no ordinary internet celebrity. She's incredibly accurate in fortune-telling and is very well-known internationally."
"As you know, this program was changed from a recorded broadcast to a global live broadcast just for her."
Han Zhi's face turned grim. "Am I so outdated that I need to be on a show with an internet celebrity?"
The assistant said earnestly, "Brother Han, please don't offend her."
"So what if I offended you?"
"Don't do that!"
“Snap—”
Han Zhi raised his hand and gave him a push, as if he was very angry, and kicked him twice, "Whose assistant are you anyway?"
"What else can you do all day besides making me unhappy? If you were smarter, would I be kicked out of the crew?"
"Brother Han..."
"A bunch of idiots!"
Han Zhi suddenly opened the car door and strode towards the gate.
"You really are! You know his temper and told me not to mess with him, but have you forgotten how he got kicked out for playing the investor's daughter's trick?" Someone helped the assistant up. "I think you're just asking for a fight!"
The assistant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spit fiercely, "This idiot, he doesn't know what he is. The company worked hard to get him to record a show with Master Qianyang, and he still doesn't care?"
"You can't say that!"
"I did it on purpose!"
Others said helplessly: "Alas, you really are..."
…
Qianyang was taken to the dressing room. The program team picked out several clothes for her and asked her to choose one. Qianyang looked left and right, unable to make up her mind, so she simply asked Sang Chen to pick one for her at random.
It was different from his usual style, like a tuxedo.
After putting on makeup and changing into a short green skirt, Qianyang stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself. As expected, clothes make the man, and she almost didn't recognize herself.
"Master, this color suits you very well." Sang Chen said.
Qianyang held the skirt and looked around, then nodded and said, "It's really beautiful."
Come to think of it, she usually only wears Taoist robes, and it gets a bit boring after seeing her for a long time.
Shunyi barked twice to show his agreement.
"Master Qianyang, are you dressed?"
"Um."
The person outside pushed the door open, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and said, "Let me go over the script with you."
Qianyang frowned, "Is it troublesome?"
The staff member hurriedly said, "It's not a bother, it's not a bother. We're just confirming the procedure with you in advance."
"good."
The staff handed her the A4 paper and said, "Please read it while I explain it to you."
"We've collected some supernatural events from around the world and found some widely circulated photos and videos. We want you to identify the real ones. Each episode will have a few guests to help you. Most of them are from the entertainment and live streaming circles. It doesn't matter if you don't know them. Just chat and get along normally."
Qianyang nodded, agreeing with what was written on the paper.
"During the show, we will also talk about some of the guests' scandals. If you can spot them, whether they are true or false, you can speak directly. I believe that all the viewers will believe your words, and this can also help to clarify some false news."
Qianyang nodded, "Yeah."
"Then please confirm. If there are no questions or requirements, we will start in an hour." said the staff.
"Who is the guest this time?"
"There are two guests this episode, one is called Han Zhi and the other is called Xiao Shui."
"OK."
Afterwards, the staff left her the program list, asked her to familiarize herself with it, and then left the room.
Qianyang was roughly familiar with the process and chatted with the audience for a while during the live broadcast.
【Damn it, damn it! 】
【Today's Qianyang is so beautiful! 】
[Hiss, hiss, hiss…]
【My tears flowed from my mouth.】
[Teacher Yingyingying, I still can't learn to open my Yin Eyes. Please punish me!]
Qian Yang couldn't help but laugh, "How can it be so exaggerated."
[Yes, yes!]
【Wow, I really want to marry you.】
[You wish! I'm a long-time fan. You can queue up behind me.]
[Qianyang, could you be more open and make one every day regardless of gender?]
"Not very good." Qianyang said.
"I'm already backstage at the show, and I'll be able to see it on Green Lemon soon. It's said that there's a dedicated platform where you can see foreign comments."
Administrator 9958: [(staring)]
[Hahahaha, why did 9958 show up? ]
【The death stare is coming.】
[9958: You actually urged viewers to go to other platforms?!]
【The real chill never comes from making a big fuss.】
With half an hour left before the show started, Qianyang ended the live broadcast and went backstage to prepare.
"Hello, Master Qianyang." A girl took two steps at a time and came up to him, extending her right hand. "I'm Xiaoshui, the anchor of the Little Moon Platform."
Qianyang held her hand, "Hello."
"I'm your fan, and I've never seen you wearing clothes like this."
"Really? Thank you."
"Brother Han, Brother Han, please slow down a bit. The makeup artist said that the makeup needs to be refreshed."
A boy with half of his face swollen was chasing a man with a murderous look on his face and fast steps.
"Shit, you won't let her come over?"
The man looked back and saw a girl carrying a makeup bag following not far away.
"Hurry up! Don't fucking waste my time." He pulled out a chair and sat on it with his legs crossed.
The girl quickly ran over and put on makeup for him.
"You're useless. You're just putting on makeup and rambling. What do I need you for?"
"Each one and both of them are trash!"
The girl's eyes turned red after being scolded. She blinked hard twice, but was still concentrating on putting on makeup for him.
The powder puff was dipped in some loose powder and was dabbing it onto his nose. The man's eyes were irritated by the powder mist and he pushed the girl away, yelling, "Do you know how to put on makeup? If not, pack your things and get out!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The girl apologized repeatedly, her voice trembling with fear.
"Brother Han, please bear with it for a while. You will be on the show soon. If your makeup is not done well, it will affect your appearance." The assistant hurried forward to comfort him.
The man cursed and sat back in his chair, closing his eyes.
The whole time, he seemed not to notice Qianyang and Xiaoshui beside him.
"Who is he?" Qianyang asked.
Xiao Shui lowered her voice and said, "His name is Han Zhi. He became a huge hit last winter vacation thanks to his role as the second male lead. He's said to have a bad temper and often acted like a big shot after becoming famous. A few days ago, he was kicked out of a high-profile film crew for bullying a young girl on the set. It just so happened that he was sent here by the investors to experience life."
"Master Qianyang, Sister Xiaoshui, hello."
The assistant, with half of his face swollen, walked up to Qianyang and the other person and greeted them.
He glanced back awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you two."
"Brother Han has been in a bad mood these past two days and has been feeling a little unwell. He's usually very nice to us."
"Get over here!" Han Zhi said with his eyes closed. "She didn't even take the initiative to talk to you, why are you trying to be so polite to her? I think you're just a jerk!"
What he meant was that Qianyang and the other man didn't greet him when they saw him, so if his assistant took the initiative to greet them, it would be a loss of face for him and would be very cheap.
"Hello Brother Han, I'm Xiaoshui from the Little Moon Platform." Xiaoshui walked up to him and bowed.
Han Zhi snorted and didn't answer.
In fact, there is a chain of contempt within the entertainment industry, and most people look down on these internet celebrity anchors.
It’s just that this person appears to be disrespectful on the surface.
Qian Yang glanced at him and thought that he didn't seem to be in a bad mood, but rather looked like he was taking drugs.
"Master Qianyang, are you ready?"
At this time, the chief director of the program team came to the backstage and walked straight to Qianyang.
Qian Yang nodded and said, "Well, we can start anytime."
"Okay, please wait a moment, I want to discuss something with you." said the director.
Qian Yang asked, "What?"
"I see everyone seems to like your pet very much. Shunyi, I've discussed with the staff and I'm wondering if you can bring it with you when the show starts?"
"It's not an ordinary dog. You just need to restrain it a little and keep it quiet."
Qianyang said: "Okay."
"Director..." The assistant slowly walked up, "Hello, I'm Brother Han's assistant."
The director-general was busy with other things and didn't have time to greet Han Zhi and Xiao Shui. He nodded at him and left in a hurry.
Han Zhi's face darkened. He kicked the stool and glared at his assistant. "What's the use of you?"
Probably because he felt that the chief director didn't value him, he only greeted Qian Yang. When the assistant took the initiative to mention Han Zhi, he was ignored. This was enough to show that the chief director didn't take him seriously.
Soon, Sang Chen brought Shunyi to the backstage.
As Shunyi walked towards Qianyang happily with his tongue hanging out, Han Zhi on the chair cursed, "Where did this dead dog come from? Get out of here!"
After saying that, he kicked Shunyi.
Fortunately, Shunyi was different from ordinary pets. He reacted quickly and dodged, turning back to look at Han Zhi with bared teeth.
"What are you looking at, you damned beast?!" Han Zhi cursed.
Sang Chen frowned, worried that he would continue to hurt Shunyi, and took half a step forward to stand in front of him.
"Who the hell are you? Who are you glaring at? Give it to me...ah!"
Qian Yang came to his side at some point and kicked him hard in the chest.
Han Zhi screamed and fell backwards, hitting the ground with the chair with a thud.
He was stunned for a moment and looked at the ceiling in disbelief.
Qianyang was wearing a skirt, which made it inconvenient for her to move. She retracted her legs and looked at the man on the ground coldly.
"You dare to kick me?" Han Zhi showed an incredible expression.
Qianyang's expression was gloomy and his voice was low.
"It's just a warning."
【Author’s words】
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