In fact, Qin Taisong had doubts about Yan Zixiu's ability.

Whose Feng Shui master is so young and still a star? He guessed that the Jing family was willing to pamper him and sent Yan Zixiu to a Taoist priest to learn the basics for two years.

Besides, Qin Ye was just beaten up. He only thought that his son was stunned by the beating, as for the soul leaving the body and seeing the lightning and dragon.

He simply invited a master and asked Yan Zixiu to go there just to ease the relationship between the two families.

When Yan Zixiu heard this, he looked at Jing Shaoci with shining eyes. Seeing this, Jing Shaoci laughed and said, "Little money-grubber."

"Then can I go?" Yan Zixiu asked.

Jing Shaoci looked at him and said, "Do you want to go?"

"Yes." Yan Zixiu nodded.

In fact, Xindu is a real estate project jointly undertaken by Yunsheng and Huihua, but he and his father both believe that they cannot risk human lives before the matter is resolved, so they put it on hold.

"Then go."

Yan Zixiu glanced at Qin Taisong's face, and then said, "Is this man a man of his word?"

Jing Shaoci understood what he meant, so he grabbed his waist and whispered in his ear, "If you don't give me the money, you'll beat Qin Ye again."

Yan Zixiu felt secure when he heard this, "Okay."

Qin Ye was hugging his arms and watching the two of them being intimate, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. As the saying goes, a rabbit doesn't eat grass near its nest, and a son is still a son. Jing Shaoci was not ambiguous at all when he took

action .

After agreeing on a time, Qin Taisong stood up, shook hands with Jing Fengyi, and then left with Qin Ye.

Without the guests, Jing Fengyi looked at his two sons expressionlessly and asked, "What were you arguing about in front of the door just now?"

Jing Shaoci then remembered that he was still sulking, and suddenly took back his arm from Yan Zixiu's waist.

Yan Zixiu pursed his lips and said, "He is unreasonable."

Seeing his father's eyes turned to him, Jing Shaoci was immediately furious.

"Yan Zixiu, I am unreasonable?"

"Yeah." Yan Zixiu said whatever he thought.

"If it weren't for you, would I be angry?"

"But you are just like this. Sometimes you suddenly stop talking, and then..."

Seeing the two childish guys quarreling again, Jing Fengyi smiled and went upstairs with Xie Wanxin in his arms.

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order to make a lot of money, Yan Zixiu naturally had to prepare in advance.

He first ran to the farmers' market to collect some chicken comb blood, and then started digging the soil and pulling weeds in his own yard, busying himself.

At this moment, Jing Shaoci looked at him putting on his coat and said coldly: "Where are you going."

"To my own little house." Yan Zixiu replied.

"Where is Li Jingji?"

"No." He adjusted his sleeves and said, "I rented a house myself."

Jing Shaoci, who had no idea about this, frowned instantly, "You rented a house yourself?"

"Yeah." After tidying up his clothes, Yan Zixiu turned around and waved to him, saying, "I'm leaving."

Jing Shaoci stood up suddenly, "Stop!"

Yan Zixiu looked at him in confusion, "What else?"

"What do you rent that house for?" He asked. Yan Zixiu hesitated for a few seconds, then said uncertainly, "Hide...people?" More than half an hour later, a black Maybach drove into a residential area in the west of the city. The buildings in the residential area were a bit old, and there was not even an elevator,

so people could only walk up the stairs. After Yan Zixiu said those two words, Jing Shaoci's expression was full of coldness and he didn't say a word. "We're here." After reaching the fifth floor, Yan Zixiu took out the key and opened the security door outside. Xiaohong excitedly flew out when she heard the sound outside the door, but when she saw Jing Shaoci, she quickly retreated to the corner of the living room, while Han Xiangchen hid directly in the bathroom. Seeing this, Yan Zixiu turned around and stopped Jing Shaoci and said, "She is afraid of you, you just stand here and wait for me." "He is afraid of me?" Jing Shaoci sneered, "Aren't you afraid?" "Why should I be afraid?" Yan Zixiu asked puzzled. "You dare to hide your beloved in a golden house, and you dare to bring me to see it." Jing Shaoci's expression was frightening, "Yan Zixiu, do you really think I will spoil you without any bottom line?" Hidden beloved? Who? Xiaohong? "Sir." Xiaohong suddenly called out weakly, "We can't stand it anymore." The more emotional Jing Shaoci was, the stronger his aura would be. Upon hearing this, Yan Zixiu immediately said, "Why don't you go back to the car and wait for me." As a result, Jing Shaoci not only did not turn around and leave, but also pushed him away and went into the house. "Jing Shaoci!" Yan Zixiu saw the other party striding inside, and his heart was anxious. He quickly formed seals with both hands and slapped a magic talisman on the back of Jing Shaoci. Jing Shaoci's pupils shrank instantly, and then he turned around in disbelief and said, "You hit me?" "I'm..." Jing Shaoci's heart dropped rapidly, "You dare to hit me for him?" Yan Zixiu hurriedly explained, "No, what's hidden in this house is..." "Do you like him so much? Are you willing to fight with me for him?" "Little bitter melon!" After Yan Zixiu stunned him with his shouting, he finally said a complete sentence, "The ghost living in the house is the one I raised." Xiaohong and Han Xiangchen, one is a powerful ghost, and the other is a wronged ghost, neither of them is very powerful. Yan Zixiu was worried that they would wander around and be swallowed by evil ghosts, so he placed them in this place. After the talisman entered the body, it barely covered the purple air around Jing Shaoci, and the two walked in. "Xiaohong, you've been bored these days, I'll take you somewhere." When Xiaohong heard this, she spun in the air happily, "I love adults the most~"

Yan Zixiu turned to look at Han Xiangchen, but the other smiled and said, "I won't go. It's interesting to read a book at home."

Yan Zixiu nodded, then opened his palm to Xiaohong.

Xiaohong quickly shrank and turned into a red light in his palm.

The next day, the three of them drove to the agreed location.

After getting off the car, Yan Zixiu, holding a bag in his hand, walked a few steps towards the rotten building in the distance.

Jing Shaoci had told him about what happened in this place last night, and it seemed that there was a big problem.

Within a few minutes, a car drove over from a distance.

The four people got out of the car. Qin Ye was hugging a woman in a short skirt, and Qin Taisong was next to a middle-aged man in white clothes.

"Mr. Jing, I'm sorry, we're late."

At this time, the middle-aged man looked over Yan Zixiu's shoulder, where Xiaohong was staying.

"Sir, I feel that this place has a strong yin energy." Xiaohong said.

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly, then tilted his head slightly and said, "You go and explore first."

"Okay~" After saying that, Xiaohong floated farther and farther with her umbrella.

Here Qin Taisong had already begun to introduce the people around him to Jing Fengyi, "Director Jing, this is Mr. Ji Ting, a close disciple of Qingyuan Temple."

After hearing this, Jing Fengyi's expression suddenly became stern, "Director Qin, what do you mean?"

Qin Taisong smiled and said kindly: "The problem with this land It will be beneficial for both of us to solve it as soon as possible. I also think that there are more people and more people are more powerful."

Jing Fengyi was about to speak, but Yan Zixiu suddenly said: "It's not up to two people. Since Mr. Qin doesn't believe me, let this Mr. Ji solve it."

After that, he looked at Jing Shaoci.

As expected, the other party didn't hesitate at all. He walked over and took his hand, "Let's go."

The scene was a little awkward for a while, and even an old fox like Qin Taisong was a little embarrassed.

"Xiao Yan has a bad temper. It seems that young people need to be tempered."

Jing Fengyi glanced at him and said with a chill in his voice: "My son, there is no need to be restrained."

After saying this, he turned around and got into the car.

Yan Zixiu sat in the back and said to his palm: "Xiao Hong, come back."

As a result, after a long time, Xiao Hong's somewhat strange voice sounded in his ears, "My lord, I want to play here for a while, and I will go back later."

Yan Zixiu had just seen that there was no evil here, so he just thought she was playing around and let her go without saying more.

Qin Taisong didn't expect that for Yan Zixiu, Jing Fengyi would turn against him without giving him any face.

A hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes, but when he turned to look at Ji Ting, his smile returned to his face, "Then I'll have to trouble Master Ji for this matter."

Ji Ting said calmly, "Mr. Qin, you're too polite."

On the way back, Jing Fengyi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Xiao Ci, you don't have to go to the company today, just stay with Xiao Xiu."

Yan Zixiu understood the other party's good intentions, so he said, "Dad, I'm fine."

Jing Shaoci squeezed his hand, motioning him to be obedient.

Yan Zixiu smiled, held his big hand and said, "Anyway, the Qin family will come back to us and ask for help, so there's no rush."

​​Jing Fengyi turned from the co-pilot seat and said, "You mean, that Ji can't be dealt with."

"That's right." He nodded, "Unless he loses his life, this matter will not end well."

Jing Fengyi and Jing Shaoci looked a little serious after hearing this.

Even Yan Zixiu said this, I'm afraid the problem with that piece of land is really big.

The driver first sent Jing Fengyi to the company, and then asked the two of them, "Master, where are we going now?"

Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu and motioned for him to speak.

Yan Zixiu was about to speak when his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

"Hello, Li Jingji."

"Zixiu!" Li Fengzhi sounded very happy, "Director Jiang from "Battle Air" wants you to audition for Xu Jingkong, go now!"

This happened suddenly, so Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci's "date" was naturally ruined.

After Li Fengzhi drove over, he immediately took Yan Zixiu to the hotel.

Yan Zixiu had taken a look at this character before, but his attention was on Qi Yuan at the time.

Jingkong Jingkong, as the name suggests, became a pilot was the dream of Xu Jingkong's father when he was young.

This character is a standard tall, rich and handsome man with an arrogant and eccentric personality. He was forced to join the Air Force because his father threatened to stop his credit card.

Time was urgent, so Yan Zixiu could only hastily read the character description in the car.

When they arrived at the location, Deputy Director Jiang and the producer were already waiting there.

"From the appearance point of view, we all think that you are more suitable for the role of Xu Jingkong."

Qi Yuan's character is upright and even stereotyped in some ways, and Yan Zixiu's appearance is too outstanding. Even if his acting skills are acceptable, it will reduce the audience's sense of substitution.

As soon as Li Fengzhi heard the director's tone, he knew that the role of Xu Jingkong was probably Yan Zixiu.

Although he was excited in his heart, he was still very calm on the surface.

Director Jiang gave Yan Zixiu some time to prepare and asked him to memorize the lines.

More than an hour later, the two walked out of the hotel.

Li Fengzhi was still a little confused at this time. After getting in the car, he said in a dull tone: "Is it settled?"

Yan Zixiu smiled and said: "The assistant director said that we actors still have to participate in pilot training. Those who can't bear the hardship will be removed from the role."

If it were in the past, Li Fengzhi knew that this matter would definitely fail, but with Yan Zixiu now, he felt reliable from the inside out.

After the excitement, Li Fengzhi began to worry again.

"Zixiu, the training will definitely be very hard. If you feel tired, don't force yourself."

Yan Zixiu replied: "Don't be afraid of being tired, as long as you are not hungry."

When he was young, what he feared most was being hungry and having no place to sleep. As long as these two things were taken care of, he would not feel tired.

Yan Zixiu was the last candidate to be decided, and the other actors had already left for the base early.

So when Jing Shaoci knew that he was going to attend the training camp soon, he had a cold face and did not speak for the whole night.

It was not until the next day when Yan Zixiu packed his luggage and was about to leave that he pulled him into his arms.

"You are not allowed to lose weight, you are not allowed to get injured, I want to check you when you come back."

Yan Zixiu raised his hand and patted his back, coaxing: "Mr. Jing, I remember."

After arriving at the base, the crew required all actors to train according to military standards.

So let alone agents or assistants, even the clothes they brought in their luggage had to be taken out.

Before Li Fengzhi sent Yan Zixiu in, he gave several instructions. Only at the last second did he leave, looking back every few steps.

He looked just like a parent sending his child to kindergarten on the first day.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Yan Zixiu was doing physical training when the instructor suddenly called him out.

"The political commissar wants to see you."

Yan Zixiu ran all the way to the office, reported at the door, and was allowed to push the door open before entering.

His hair was cut shorter and turned pure black. He wore a straight training suit with the zipper pulled to the top.

The broad shoulders and back were full of toughness. The belt outlined Yan Zixiu's narrow waist. Looking down along the line of his perky hips, his legs were long and straight.

The pair of military boots on his feet seemed to step on people's hearts with every step.

It's not surprising that anyone is crazy about Yan Zixiu's ascetic appearance.

As soon as he entered, he gave a standard military salute, "Political Commissar."

"Someone from the military headquarters is here, and they specifically want to see you."

The two went upstairs together. Before entering, even Political Commissar Fan had to shout a report.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and there were seven or eight people sitting inside, but Yan Zixiu saw Jing Shaoci at a glance.

"Why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Luoyu, with obvious scars on his face, said with red eyes: "Master Yan Tian, ​​Taoist Zhen Qiong and our Fan..."

Before he finished speaking, he choked and couldn't speak.

There was no time to waste, so a middle-aged man with a military title stood up and introduced himself: "My name is Wu Yingwei. I'll leave first and we'll talk on the way."

Just as Jing Shaoci walked towards Yan Zixiu, two people raised their hands to stop him.

"People of your status cannot go." Wu Yingwei scolded coldly.

When Yan Zixiu heard this, his eyes suddenly became cold.

"He is my husband." He looked at Wu Yingwei expressionlessly and said: "Do you have any opinion?"