As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly stagnated.

The crew obviously did not realize the seriousness of the matter. They felt that one character could completely offset the slander that Yan Zixiu had suffered during this period.

If there was enough sincerity, at least the whole thing should be investigated first, and then the instigator should be made public.

But what they did was just to throw out a compensation that they thought was feasible, and they felt that they left room for choice.

The Jing couple looked at Yan Zixiu, but Jing Shaoci clenched his fingers on his knees so hard that even the knuckles turned white.

He was holding back from speaking.

He didn't want these people to think that Yan Zixiu had to get his approval even if he made a decision.

After hearing this, Yan Zixiu's expression was still very indifferent.

He smiled faintly and said slowly, "I don't want to deprive others of their opportunities because of this. From the beginning to the end, I only want fairness."

If the crew removed him without knowing why he left the crew without permission, Yan Zixiu could understand it.

But among the people who withdrew before, only he was issued a statement, and his unprofessionalism was pointed out in harsh words.

If there was no reversal, his acting career would have been almost ruined.

Such targeting is unfair.

After saying that, he stood up and said, "There are many things to do today, so I won't waste your time."

The moment he turned to go upstairs, the housekeeper immediately took two steps forward and said, "I'll take you gentlemen out."

The chief director and his men hit a soft nail, and they couldn't breathe, and they felt even more uncomfortable than before.

Just when the deputy director was about to speak, the housekeeper emphasized, "Gentlemen, please."

In the end, they could only stand up and leave the Jing family with an embarrassed look.

After everyone left, Xie Wanxin smiled, "Xiu Xiu is great!"

She was originally very angry, but when she saw the faces of those people leaving, the depression that had been pressing on her heart for the past few days dissipated a lot.

Jing Fengyi's expression also softened a little, and he gently pinched her shoulder and said, "After all, he is our son."

"It's daughter-in-law." Jing Shaoci stubbornly corrected.

Xie Wanxin wanted to tease him, so she said, "If Xiuxiu agrees with this title, then we will change it in the future."

Jing Shaoci opened his thin lips for a moment, but in the end he didn't say a word, but turned around and went upstairs.

Xie Wanxin laughed out loud when she saw this, and Jing Fengyi also curled his lips.

Back in the bedroom, Yan Zizheng was packing up his things. Just as Jing Shaoci was about to step forward, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Yan Zixiu heard a muffled groan behind him, and turned around to see Jing Shaoci holding the door frame with one hand and covering his chest with the other.

"Jing Shaoci!"

He immediately stepped forward and hugged him with his right hand, and then quickly injected spiritual energy into his wrist.

Jing Shaoci wanted to comfort him and say that he was fine, but the tearing feeling of his soul being pulled made him unable to utter a word. Yan Zixiu

immediately helped him to the bed, and after lying down, he immediately bit his fingertips and locked Jing Shaoci's three souls and six spirits with his own blood.

Jing Shaoci fell into a coma instantly, and his face was pale without any blood.

Yan Zixiu gritted his teeth and shook his hand vigorously, "Wait for me."

——

"Master, Master."

A disciple rushed in and panted, "Master Yan Tian is here."

Taoist Master Zhen Qiong knew that Yan Zixiu would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He immediately stood up and walked out. As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw Yan Zixiu's figure.

"Master has come from afar..."

"Enough of the idle chatter." Yan Zixiu interrupted him directly and said expressionlessly, "I'm here to get the Eternal Lamp."

Taoist Master Zhen Qiong had already heard about this from his disciples, and his face suddenly froze. "Master saved my life, and I should give up everything to repay you. But if you want to take the Eternal Lamp like this..."

He paused for a moment, and said in a stern tone, "Absolutely impossible."

Yan Zixiu's eyes turned slightly, and his dark eyes turned black. A dark blue light flashed across his pupils, "What if I insist on taking it by force today?"

A resolute look appeared on Taoist Master Zhen Qiong's face, "Then my Qingyuan Temple is doomed to fail, but as long as there is one person still alive, I will never let you take the Eternal Lamp like this."

He had been hinting at Yan Zixiu with words, but the other party seemed to have completely lost his previous composure and did not hear his hidden meaning at all.

"Okay." Yan Zixiu said this word without any ups and downs in his voice, and raised his right hand slightly.

At this moment, Taoist Master Zhen Qiong met Yan Zixiu's eyes, and the resolute and cold look in his eyes instantly made his blood stop.

"Master, think twice!" He hurriedly shouted, "You want the Eternal Lamp just to extend Mr. Jing's life, but if you kill today, who will be the one to take the blood debt? You should know better than me!"

Yan Zixiu sneered, his feet lifted off the ground and floated in the air: "Do you think this can..."

Before he finished speaking, the deputy headmaster ran out and shouted, "There is a way! Come down first, let's talk it out!"

The sun sank and the moon rose. When the morning star lit up again, Yan Zixiu, who was covered in madness, stepped into the main hall again.

The deputy headmaster looked at his still upright figure like a cedar, and sighed in his heart: The Heavenly Master is worthy of being the Heavenly Master. He can stand so straight after suffering such a great crime. He is indeed extraordinary.

Taoist Master Zhen Qiong held an old wooden box and placed it solemnly in Yan Zixiu's hand, "Since Master has done it, I will give it to you."

Just as Yan Zixiu turned to leave, the deputy headmaster suddenly said, "Master, please stay."

Yan Zixiu turned around and said in a cold voice, "What is it?"

The deputy headmaster cleared his throat nervously and asked, "If we don't hand over the Eternal Light today, will you really..."

Although he didn't finish his words, Yan Zixiu heard what he meant.

He slightly raised his cracked and pale lips and said, "No."

The two of them just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard him say, "I will just tie you up and take the lamp away first, but if you fight to the death, it's hard to say."

The deputy headmaster laughed twice, then bowed and saluted.

A few minutes later, Yan Zixiu appeared in the bedroom.

Xie Guanxin, who was taking care of Jing Shaoci, was frightened, and Jing Fengyi stepped forward and said, "Xiao Xiu, you are back."

Yan Zixiu nodded, then walked quickly to the bedside and took out the longevity lamp from the wooden box.

From the outside, the longevity lamp was just an ordinary cloud-patterned copper oil lamp, but only Yan Zixiu knew its function at this moment.

He used his spiritual power to protect the lamp seedling, and then let it hang half a foot above Jing Shaoci's forehead.

When the red mist of the wick connected with Jing Shaoci's soul, Yan Zixiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom and Dad, it's okay, he will wake up soon."

As soon as the words fell, the longevity lamp disappeared into thin air.

The couple asked a few more questions, and the tension in their bodies finally relaxed.

Xie Wanxin held Yan Zixiu's hand and wanted to say thank you for your hard work, but she saw the large purple-red bruise on his forehead.

"Xiu Xiu, how did you get this?" She looked at him anxiously and distressedly, "How could it be so serious?"

Jing Fengyi immediately stood up, "I'll call the doctor."

"Dad." Yan Zixiu hurriedly called out, then raised his hand to cover his forehead and said, "I fell and bumped it, it just looks serious."

"That won't work either."

Jing Fengyi said this coldly, and went out with his phone.

Half an hour later, the family doctor drove over.

After looking at the wound on Yan Zixiu's forehead, he hesitated and asked, "It's just... a bump?"

"Yeah." Yan Zixiu responded indifferently.

Doctor Sun showed a look of surprise. The subcutaneous hemorrhage was so serious. Could it be that he hit a truck?

"Mr. Yan, I suggest you go to the hospital for a C..."

"Doctor Sun." Yan Zixiu interrupted him before he finished speaking, "I know my injuries well. You can tell my parents and apply some medicine. I will take care of the rest myself."

Doctor Sun glanced at his forehead, then at his legs, and said embarrassedly: "This, this is not good, right?"

"Don't worry." Yan Zixiu said in a calm tone: "I won't take my body as a joke."

"Okay." Doctor Sun had to agree, but he reminded him one more sentence, "Mr. Yan, remember to go to the hospital for a detailed examination."

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly: "Okay."

After Doctor Sun left, although Xie Guanxin and Jing Fengyi did not doubt, they were not relieved.

Yan Zixiu found an excuse to take a shower, and the two of them left temporarily.

He took out a set of clean clothes from the closet, and when he took off his pants, the wound and blood coagulated together.

Most people would find a pair of scissors to cut it open, but he just pulled it off.

Blood instantly gushed out from the gaping wound, but Yan Zixiu didn't even frown, instead he covered the wound and chuckled, saying: "Fortunately, the pants are black."

After putting the changed clothes in the bag and hiding them, Yan Zixiu walked into the bathroom.

He took a shower as quickly as possible, and then combed down all the wet hair on his forehead.

Not long after coming out, Jing Shaoci opened his eyes.

"You're awake."

Jing Shaoci's eyes were filled with confusion as if he had just woken up, and he subconsciously covered his chest.

After a few seconds, he looked at Yan Zixiu and said, "Did I faint?"

"Yes." Yan Zixiu replied, "The doctor came to see me and said it was hypoglycemia."

"Me, hypoglycemia?" Jing Shaoci frowned in doubt.

Yan Zixiu did not answer him again, but said coldly, "Since you're awake, I'll go out to work."

After that, he was about to get up and leave.

Jing Shaoci sat up quickly, and just as he was about to hold his hand, Yan Zixiu dodged him directly.

He stared at his hand for a moment, then raised his head stiffly and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Zixiu said expressionlessly, "Nothing."

Jing Shaoci felt that something was wrong with him, and asked directly, "Did something happen when I fainted?"

Yan Zixiu asked back in a cold tone, "What could it be?"

After that, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Time's up, I'm leaving." "

Yan Zixiu!!"

This angry voice did not stop him, Yan Zixiu quickly went downstairs and went out the door.

Hearing the noise coming from the bedroom, Jing Fengyi and Xie Guanxin quickly walked in.

Jing Shaoci immediately asked about what happened after he fainted. The couple looked at each other and had to tell him what they had agreed with Yan Zixiu before.

"Son, you just have low blood sugar."

Jing Shaoci was more and more puzzled. Even if he did have low blood sugar, what about Yan Zixiu?

When Li Fengzhi heard the doorbell, the sky was just getting light.

"Zixiu?" He woke up all of a sudden, "Why did you come to my place so early?"

Yan Zixiu motioned him to go in and talk. After sitting on the sofa, he said, "There is a notice today."

Li Fengzhi naturally remembered today's schedule, but after that incident, he had planned to cancel it.

"You should have a good rest at home first. If you feel annoyed, go abroad to travel and relax. Leave everything else to me."

Yan Zixiu shook his head slightly, "Since you promised, you'd better keep your promise."

Li Fengzhi smiled helplessly. He was about to persuade him again, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Zi Xiu, why do you look a little bad?"

"Yesterday, the director and producer of the War of the Sky crew came to see me together." Yan Zi Xiu had already thought of an excuse, "So I didn't sleep well last night."

Li Fengzhi became angry when he heard it, "Don't take their words to heart, President Jing has almost finished the investigation, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter!"

When hearing Jing Shaoci's name, Yan Zixiu's eyes wavered for a moment, but he regained his composure in the blink of an eye.

Today he will participate in an indoor interview game program, which was booked before the broadcast of "Moon and Shadow".

Since Yan Zixiu became famous, tickets for the live recording have been sold out on the Internet.

But a few days ago, such a thing happened again, and fans and the program team thought he would not come.

But when the fans entered the venue with the last glimmer of hope, when they saw Yan Zixiu and Jiang Yu appear together, many people cried at that time.

At this time, Li Fengzhi was standing on the side of the stage, looking at Yan Zixiu from a distance, his eyes full of worry.

He still had to work with his forehead bumped like that. If it wasn't for the stylist covering it up, everyone would be able to see it.

The program was recorded for more than five hours in total. In the last segment, the two hosts pushed up a cake.

Today happened to be Jiang Yu's birthday.

That night, because of Yan Zixiu's extremely high popularity and because it was his first appearance after that incident, this episode of the program attracted the attention of most of the entertainment industry.

After reading the leaked materials on the Internet, Jing Shaoci laughed sarcastically and bitterly.

When Yan Zixiu returned home, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

The bedroom was dark. After turning on the light, he suddenly found Jing Shaoci sitting on the sofa.

"You were so careless today and had to go out to work. It turned out that it was to celebrate Jiang Yu's birthday."

Yan Zixiu's eyebrows were full of fatigue, but he still explained seriously: "I just want to say hello to my fans..."

"Yan Zixiu, you should move out."

At this moment, Taoist Master Zhen Qiong and the deputy headmaster stood in front of the main hall, looking up at the silver moon in the sky.

"Brother, are we going to give you the Eternal Lamp just like that?" The deputy headmaster said with a little sadness.

Taoist Priest Zhen Qiong sighed and said with a sad tone: "Master is such an arrogant person, but he knelt every three steps and kowtowed all day and night to get up from the foot of the mountain."

He turned to look at the deputy headmaster, "His knees and palms are bloody. If it were any of us, who would be so cruel to himself?"