"No wonder I always feel confused when I see the trending searches these days. It turns out to be a big melon."
"Yeah, I still remember when I clicked on an entry, there was no content. It turns out there are so many big guys behind them."
"It's inspiring that a common girl, with no morals, could become a wealthy wife. Unlike us, we are so shameless that we dare not do anything."
"Hey, the guy upstairs, you have to know that this family specializes in this. Only a successful mother can raise a daughter like this. Even if you take off all your clothes, you won't be favored by the rich young men. This is a skill that is about to be lost."
There are endless online comments, all of which are malicious towards the so-called Soong sisters.
But soon, these comments were 404'd.
But everyone has already tasted the melon, even if they can't say it on Weibo, they will go to Douyin and Xiaohongshu to continue the discussion in the form of letters.
In short, once a hole is opened, it is difficult to seal it.
What's more, there may be several forces behind this.
The most important thing is that the old man of the Shi family has spoken. Even if Shi Gaoshun, the successor of the Shi family, puts pressure on them, he cannot completely eliminate these platform bosses.
We can only ask them to make a gesture and delete the specific information and excessive remarks involving the Soong sisters.
Taoist temple.
Song Shanshan carried Song Xiner on her back while climbing the mountain. She had no idea what was happening on the Internet.
Finally, I climbed to the halfway point of the mountain panting and finally saw the Taoist temple.
"Little sister, we are finally here. This gate is so white."
Song Xiner slid off her and gave her a blank look.
[Third sister, what you said is really uncultured. You should say it in rap style. That would be more fashionable.]
This made Song Shanshan laugh out loud.
Her sister is really to her liking!
Two people, one big and one small, entered the Taoist temple and came to the main hall under the guidance of the young Taoist priest.
The main hall is not magnificent at all. A quick glance gives people a simple and tidy impression.
"Are you two here to ask for talismans or fortune-telling, or perhaps to spend some time in seclusion?" A white-haired old man dressed in Taoist robes walked out of the side door.
Song Shanshan felt at first sight that this old man fit her stereotype of a Taoist priest with an immortal appearance.
He was very thin, with gray hair and a long beard. The sleeves of his Taoist robe were very wide. The master walked as lightly as a feather, with his sleeves fluttering.
Song Shanshan bowed.
"Master, what is your name?"
"My Taoist name is Qingyu." The master glanced at the two of them with a faint smile, then turned back to Song Shanshan.
"Master Whispering!" Song Shanshan suppressed his inner excitement and stated his purpose. "Can we move to another palace? I want to ask for your advice on metaphysics."
Upon hearing this, Master Qing Ling made a gesture of invitation.
Both parties came to the side room and knelt down. The air was filled with the aroma of tea. The door was open, and one could see the Bodhi tree outside. The wind in the suburbs of Beijing in October was already very cool, and the leaves fell and fluttered in the air.
Song Shanshan felt extremely peaceful in her heart and forgot all worldly things.
"What do you want to know about metaphysics, fellow Daoist?" Master Whispering said slowly.
Song Shanshan's eyes sparkled as he smiled, "Master, do you think I have any talent for metaphysics? Can I be accepted as a disciple by the Heavenly Lord? I'm very interested in all of this!"
Upon hearing this, Master Whispering stroked his beard, then placed his hands on the table and practiced hand gestures skillfully.
Although his eyes were small, they were bright and he kept staring at Song Shanshan.
After a while, the Whispering Master chuckled.
"Daoyou is indeed talented..."
When Song Shanshan heard this, she was delighted, but the master's next words made her very angry.
"Even so, your heart is not pure enough. You can't enter this line of work."
"Master, what do you mean? My mind about learning the mystical arts is as pure as it can be." Song Shanshan's face was instantly filled with anger.
She just wants to be able to protect her sisters!
Master Whisper shook his head slightly, and suddenly pointed his skinny finger at Song Xin'er, "Your sister is a genius with a pure mind. She's a good seedling. I can tell without even having to calculate."
Song Shanshan was very annoyed at first, but when she heard the words praising her younger sister, she suppressed her anger.
Masters have certain standards, and the most taboo thing in this industry is to offend colleagues.
The master has good vision, and her little sister is a great talent! Maybe the master's skills are not enough to see her.
Song Shanshan raised her chin, unable to hide the pride on her face, and was thinking about how to get the master to include her in the music.
Here, Master Whispering looked at Song Xiner with extreme admiration, but the next second he narrowed his eyes, hissed, and muttered to himself, "It's just that why the fate and face are somewhat inconsistent with the energy magnetic field is strange."
He pinched his fingers and silently recited, staring straight at Song Xiner.
Song Xiner tilted her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression. The next second, she looked terrified and yelled.
[Oh no, this person is trying to investigate me...]
"ah--!"
Before Song Xiner could finish her words, Master Whispering yelled, covered his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down.
Song Shanshan was frightened by this scene, but she did not forget to cover Song Xiner's eyes to prevent her younger sister from seeing such a bloody scene.
The young Taoist priest outside the door heard the sound and hurried in, busying himself according to the instructions of the weak Master Whispering.
They were the only two standing there awkwardly in the room.
"Fellow Daoist, please go back. This sight has cost me years of cultivation. I can't escape this calamity! It's my fate!"
Song Shanshan didn't understand what was going on, so she carried Song Xiner out of the house.
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