Chapter 61
With the release of surveillance footage from the Hengya roadshow lounge, it's become undeniable that Xiao Sheng cheated on Pan Pan while dating Song Zhiye. However, there's still insufficient evidence to prove he forced Pan Pan to death. Fans, seemingly seeing hope, are lashing out at every opportunity to criticize "Zhang Xiaogou," with subtle insults to his ancestors being commonplace.
Fortunately, 'Zhang Xiaogou' himself has an extremely good mentality. Once he changes his account, he can ignore the insults in private messages and continue to watch melons.
However, he felt that when it came to mentality, Xiao Sheng's fans had the best. Xiao Sheng's reputation had been completely ruined, yet he could still use the excuse of "it was just a little bit of a character issue when I was young, everyone was young once" to fool people.
He thought about it, then refreshed his phone and suddenly came across the Weibo post of someone claiming to be Xiao Sheng's former staff member. This former staff member was once known for pretending that Xiao Sheng was dating Pan Pan and many fans. But today, he said: "It's all fake. It's Xiao Sheng who's dating so many people. I'm the one taking the blame."
Zhang Xiaogou: “…”
He couldn't help it and logged back into the account that was scolded so much that he didn't know which way to go, and decisively posted a new Weibo: Fans of the movie actor, please don't get angry, think about it, you all dated the movie actor, won't it make you feel better?
[Help, you are really brave hahaha]
[It can be seen that Xiao Xiao has been a fan of Xiao Sheng for a long time]
[I really want to interview those people who have talked with the movie star. How are they feeling now?]
[Stop the interview, look at this, she's already crying, and she's still bragging about how much money the actor spent on her and how many things he bought for her]
[…One of the unlucky guys I’ve ever dated. I can only say it’s disgusting. Luckily I stopped being a fan right away.]
[Those who quit being my fans are all rational. Sister, I wish you great fortune!]
Later, after it was revealed that Xiao Sheng was having multiple affairs, the Weibo account of Yancheng Police Station, which had been closely watched by everyone but had not responded, finally made some movement. The account released a police report at around 11 o'clock, which clearly stated that Xiao Sheng forced Pan Pan to death and disguised it as suicide in order to prevent Pan Pan from ruining his reputation.
Moreover, he also admitted that he was jealous of Zhang Chao and wanted to get the role he wanted from Zhang Chao, so he asked someone to compete with Zhang Chao.
When Zhang Chao saw the news, he was at the script reading of "Before Tomorrow".
The other leading actors, assistant directors, and assistants who had finished work all looked at him with complicated expressions when they heard the news. Then, they patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not easy."
Zhang Chao stared blankly at the contents of the police report, feeling a little sore in his eyes.
God knows how difficult it was for him during that time.
Not only was his role snatched away, but he was also scolded by countless people, and he couldn't get any work afterwards. It was like falling from heaven to hell.
But fortunately, now the time has come and everything is back to normal.
Zhang Chao exhaled, nodded to the assistant director who was comforting him, and smiled with red eyes: "I got through it, everything is fine now, I will film this drama well."
"Well, I'm keeping an eye on you."
The other actors laughed upon hearing this, then pointed at the contents on their phones, their voices tinged with surprise. "But I'm quite surprised. Why would Xiao Sheng volunteer this? And if he really did it, how come there was no evidence at the time?"
Another person waved his phone and said, "Someone filmed him picking up the Taoist priest from Gao Yun at the airport. Do you understand?"
The man was stunned, his pupils widening. "After all this time, he really went to ask for those things? When I went to the Taoist temple under Huaqing Sect, the Taoist priest there told me that if you really ask for those things, even if you gain temporary glory, you will pay a price."
"Haha, that Taoist priest is quite right. Isn't this the price Xiao Sheng has to pay? He'll probably have to spend the rest of his life working a sewing machine in there."
"Luckily, our drama has changed its chapter. You say, could it be that Mr. Luan already knew about Xiao Sheng's affair? That's why he was so foresighted."
The chattering voices grew fainter as they moved further away.
Zhang Chao looked up at the bright sun in the distance, and a light flashed in his eyes.
…
Yongci Cemetery.
Kan Yingqiu bent down and placed a large bunch of pink lilies in front of the tombstone. Looking at the girl's soft smile on the tombstone, her eyes turned slightly red.
He reached out and gently rubbed the girl's face, and whispered, "Pan Pan, although it's a little late, his retribution has come."
"You're here so early?" Song Zhiye's voice rang out from behind Kan Yingqiu. She turned around and saw Song Zhiye holding a bunch of pink lilies from the same shop as hers. She couldn't help but smile, "You have good taste."
Song Zhiye looked at her, raised his sunglasses, and said, "You always buy flowers from this shop every time you come here. I'm not blind."
The two stood in front of Pan Pan's tombstone and talked for half an hour before turning around and leaving. Looking at the figure beside him, Kan Yingqiu said, "Song Zhiye, has anyone ever told you that you are a good person? Regarding Pan Pan's incident, I thought you would blame Pan Pan."
"Why should I blame her? Wasn't she being cheated? What's more, she realized she was being cheated and immediately withdrew. It's just..." Bad luck.
Furthermore, the day after Pan Pan was reported dead, he saw his friend looking slightly stunned and said with a complicated expression: "Someone just contacted me this morning and said Pan Pan wanted to get your contact information through me."
Song Zhiye was curious. Why did Panpan want his contact information?
The other person said, "She said she wants to apologize to you for something, but she can't just give you her contact information without your consent, right? So I came to ask you."
However, what he saw at this moment was the news that the other party had committed suicide.
"It's all in the past." Song Zhiye's memory returned, and he looked back at Kan Yingqiu, "From now on, you have to live a good life too."
Kan Yingqiu nodded. The wind blew across her cheek, lifting a strand of her hair, just like when she and Panpan were lying together and Panpan blew it into her ear as if it was a mischief.
She smiled and said, "Everyone should live a good life."
…
Gao Zhen.
Rong Jing and Si Liu came to Tiantong's home.
Tiantong's home is a three-story villa with a small area. The style is close to the local style of Gaoyun. Rong Jing stood at the gate and looked up and down, and thought that the house was quite beautiful.
But Si Liu showed disgust on his face. He said, "I can smell the stench even when I'm standing at the gate."
Rong Jing also smelled the stench Si Liu had described, and he also saw layers of thick black air coming out of the corners and window cracks of the house. If black were replaced with white, it might be a fairyland. But the black air filled the air, and all he felt was terror and disgust.
He stepped forward and was about to push the door open, but Si Liu grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back: "I'll do it."
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward and punched the door open. As the door fell towards the house, a strong and foul smell rushed towards him. When the sharp teeth were about to touch Si Liu, he grabbed his throat and then brought it in front of him.
He raised his eyebrows: "Humph, I knew you were going to show up."
Then he opened his mouth and sucked it all up in one gulp.
The evil ghost couldn't even let out a cry of pain.
Rong Jing: “…” For a moment, he couldn’t tell who looked more like the villain.
After dealing with the evil ghost guarding the door, Si Liu signaled Rong Jing that she could enter the house. He completed the protection work assigned by Xie Changshi very well.
Xie Changshi was originally supposed to come to Gaoyun with Rong Jing, but due to some unexpected matters at the company, Xie Changshi went on a business trip to the nearby city. Before leaving, he entrusted the task of protecting Rong Jing to Si Liu, a highly paid security guard.
Rong Jing couldn't help but curiously asked Si Liu, "How much money did Xie Changshi give you to come with me?"
Si Liu looked at him and said, "I'm paid in the first place. Even if he didn't pay me, I would still go on this trip with you."
Just treat it as field work.
Rong Jing: "So how much is it?"
Si Liu smiled and stretched out his hand: "Fifty thousand, I said next time there is such a job, you can call me anytime."
Rong Jing: “…”
He thought that Xie Changshi was indeed a sucker, and then he decisively walked into the house.
The place had already felt eerie from the moment he entered, and the feeling only grew stronger once he was inside. A glance at the mirror revealed the entire room was shrouded in darkness, the curtains tightly drawn, pitch black. The stench grew more pronounced the moment he stepped inside, irritating his nose and making him feel a strong urge to vomit.
Rong Jing took out a piece of talisman paper, lit a fire, and successfully found the light switch. With a click, the light came on, and everything around was finally illuminated.
In the center of the living room stood a strange, colossal statue. Its head drooped slightly, revealing a ferocious face and scarlet eyes. It resembled a grotesque creature. But at the same time, this statue was very familiar to Rong Jing.
As he thought this, he turned to Si Liu and said, "I suspect this is the...ancestor worshipped by Taozi Temple."
"The ancestor looks like this?" Si Liu pulled his attention back from the objects beside him and looked at this ugly thing, his mouth twitching, "The ancestor of our Taoist temple used to be ugly enough, but not this ugly."
Rong Jing: "Their own ancestor."
oh--
Si Liu understood.
In Rong Jing's opinion, this ancestor is not the same as their ancestor, but a special existence that Tao Ziguan believes in.
Si Liu: "That's not called the Grandmaster, it's called the old monster."
Rong Jing was very obedient and nodded: "I met a scammer before. They would invite a statue of a god to their home. It was a smaller version of this old monster."
The statue of Zeng Liangping is exactly the same as the one in front of you.
Let's put the statue aside for now. Rong Jing walked around the first floor twice and didn't find anything useful, so he went up to the second and third floors. When he opened the doors of several rooms on the second floor, there was an extremely strong smell of blood. But when Rong Jing looked over, many things were covered with a thick layer of black cloth. When the black cloth was removed, the things hidden underneath revealed their true appearance.
It turned out to be a pile of corpses.
A talisman paper was stuck on the foreheads of these corpses to prevent them from rotting, and a tube was inserted into their bodies, dripping liquid. This scene made Rong Jing feel a little nauseous, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
"What is he doing?"
Si Liu looked around and frowned, "Isn't the talisman paper at Taozi Temple drawn with blood? It's impossible that they used their own blood."
Rong Jing cursed softly upon hearing this: "This is insane."
Then he went to the third floor. There were fewer rooms on the third floor, but they were more exquisite than the second floor. Standing at the door, Si Liu could sense that there were several evil spirits guarding inside.
"It seems that there is something very important to Tiantong hidden inside."
Rong Jing guessed as he spoke, and he basically guessed it.
For Tiantong to change Xiao Sheng's fate, a corresponding ritual must be performed. If nothing unexpected happened, the room on the third floor would be used specifically for the ritual. Thinking this, he pushed the door open. The evil spirit inside, sensing the approaching unfamiliar presence, rushed out without hesitation, but before they could do anything, Si Liuquan devoured them like a snack.
The room was still dark, but a few candles were lit, and the faint light barely illuminated the ceremony before them.
The center of the huge ritual array is still the statue of the old monster, and on the left side are many small jars.
Si Liu picked one up at random, and after seeing the contents clearly, he exclaimed, "What luck! I found your client's jar."
Rong Jing leaned over to take a look and found that the jar was made entirely of white porcelain with the name "Song Zhiye" labeled on it.
In addition to Song Zhiye's jars, there are many other jars with other names.
Rong Jing and Si Liu exchanged a glance. At the latter's nod, he pulled out a piece of talisman paper, which ignited into flames and tossed into the center of the numerous jars. With a whispered "Arise," the tiny sparks suddenly flared up, becoming incredibly bright, instantly engulfing the porcelain-white jars. But at the same moment, an even stronger stench and a faint scream emanated from the flames.
Rong Jing took a step back in disdain and said to Si Liu, "Looking at the number of these jars, there are quite a few people whose fates have been changed by Tiantong."
Si Liu nodded. "I took a quick look and saw a few black jars mixed in. I guess the people whose fates were swapped out are dead, so they look different from the white porcelain jars."
Rong Jing stood outside the firelight and counted. There were eight black jars.
According to Si Liu, eight people have died.
He lowered his eyes and said softly, "This Taozi Temple is truly filled with evil."
He then called the special unit responsible for the Gaoyun area and asked them to help with the situation. However, according to the unit, it would take at least two hours for them to arrive in Gaoyun.
Si Liu asked curiously, "Why does it take so long?"
Rong Jing: "The one responsible for Gao Yun is Liucheng's special department, but Liucheng is quite far from here."
Furthermore, Chi Bai had heard that the Liucheng Special Department was assigned to a vast area, and their staff was already small, with one of them having recently been killed. With so few people responsible for such a large area, it was no wonder Tiantong had the audacity to act so arrogantly.
He simply thought that the special department couldn't catch him.
"So that's how it is. Then should we wait for them to arrive before leaving?" Si Liu asked.
Rong Jing nodded: "That's fine."
But he really disliked this house, so he could only find a place nearby to sit and wait.
It took two and a half hours to completely hand over Tiantong's house to Liucheng's special department. The man who came here was a man in his thirties, wearing black-framed glasses and with a thin build. He definitely didn't look like a Taoist priest.
He raised his glasses and recalled the scene he and the police officers had just seen on the second floor. His face looked extremely ugly.
After coming to his senses, he hurriedly thanked Rong Jing and Si Liu: "Thank you so much. Some time ago, we arrested a Taoist priest named Zhang He. We thought that once he was arrested, everything would be fine, but he actually killed someone in the police station and ran away."
Rong Jing quickly thought of the special department employee who had been sacrificed by Chi Bai. Adhering to the principle of politeness, he did not ask any more questions about the employee, but only asked symbolically, "Has that person been caught?"
The man with black-framed glasses shook his head, a look of helplessness on his face: "No, he's just like a mouse."
After a pause, he continued, "Although all our attention is focused on that person, the Tiantong incident was indeed our fault. So I really thank you for getting rid of this cancer of Tiantong."
"You're welcome," Rong Jing touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed by the continuous thanks, and then said, "Then I'll leave this to you. I'm leaving first."
"OK."
After a few words with the man in black-framed glasses, Rong Jing took Si Liu to the specialty market in Gaoyun. Although he was there for business, he also wanted to take some souvenirs back. After just two rounds, Si Liu floated beside him and asked in a somewhat strange tone, "Isn't this kind of souvenir inappropriate?"
Rong Jing: “…”
He also didn't expect that Gao Yun's specialty was an urn.
When he searched on a certain software, he found that several bloggers recommended this market. They also said with great confidence: "I have checked it for you. The specialty products here are of the best quality!" and there are many varieties. After I bought some, my family was very satisfied and gave me a feast. / Cute
Rong Jing couldn't help but roll his eyes and cursed in his heart, calling them all bad guys.
"Hey young man, would you like to come and see the urn? Our urns are the most popular in the entire market. Would you like to come in and take a look? It's okay if you don't buy anything." The proprietress standing at the door greeted him with a smile, looking at Rong Jing with shining eyes.
Rong Jing: “…”
Seeing his complicated expression, the proprietress waved at him again: "Since you're here, it's okay to come in and take a look."
That’s true.
Rong Jing stepped inside.
Although the store is not large, it does a great job of categorizing items.
There are rooms suitable for boys, girls, singles, doubles, and families.
The proprietress pointed to a pink lace urn and said proudly, "This is our best-selling item."
When Rong Jing looked over, he raised his chin slightly and asked Rong Jing: "How about it, handsome boy? Since you are here, why don't you buy one to take home?"
Rong Jing politely declined: "No, I prefer lying in a coffin."
The proprietress sighed when she heard this: "Cremation is popular nowadays, but urns are more cost-effective!"
That makes a lot of sense.
He asked hesitantly, "How about you show me your two urns?"
The proprietress's eyes lit up, her face full of smiles: "Okay!"
Si Liu, who had watched the entire process, said: "..."
At around noon on the third day, the plane that took off from Gaoyun landed safely at Yancheng First Airport.
Xie Changshi, who had just arrived at the airport on a business trip, was sitting in the car waiting for Rong Jing. He lowered his eyes and looked at the WeChat chats between him and Rong Jing over the past two days. Three days ago, Rong Jing sent him a tentative emoticon and said: I bought Gao Yun's specialties.
Before he could say anything, Rong Jing continued: Actually, I didn’t really want to buy it at first, but the boss lady was so enthusiastic.
Xie Changshi recalled all the information about Gao Yun, and considering Rong Jing's style of doing things, he asked without blinking: What kind of urn does it look like? Let me see it.
A Jing:!!!!!???
A Jing: Can you guess this?
Xie Changshi's expression was calm: Lu Yunji also brought back an urn when he went on a business trip to Gaoyun last time.
A Jing: ...Then mine is definitely better looking than his, and mine is for two people.
Xie Changshi: The other half is pretending to be me?
A Jing: If you want/shy
Xie Changshi: Your little zombies’ confession is quite special.
Xie Changshi's eyes drifted downwards, and just as he was about to scroll down the screen, he heard the sound of a car door opening. He tilted his head to look over and saw Rong Jing, carrying a beautifully wrapped item, bending over and entering with a broad smile on her face. As if she had brought Xie Changshi a gift after a delicious meal, she smoothly thrust the urn into his hand and said, "Here."
Xie Changshi lowered his eyes and placed the packaging bag at his feet, saying nonchalantly, "Go home and put it on display."
Rong Jing looked at him and muttered quietly, "There's no need to keep it on display. Put it in the warehouse and we can lie down together in the future."
Xie Changshi: “…Okay.”
As the car started moving, Rong Jing, as usual, chattered about his experience at Gao Yun. He said, "The lady boss said you can get a 20% discount if you buy two, and then Senior Si bought one too. I said his ashes had already been scattered, so why buy an urn? He said he would use it to represent Senior Brother Feng Si."
"But I think that the style he picked out will definitely not be liked by Master Feng Si. The colorful ones are really ugly. Master Feng Si prefers black and white."
Upon hearing this, Xie Changshi said, "Master Feng Si probably wouldn't like the black and white urn very much."
Rong Jing thought so too.
He was about to say something to Xie Changshi when his phone suddenly dinged. He looked down and saw it was Chi Bai's number. When he answered, the other party said, "Good news. The Taoziguan disciple who tricked Zeng Liangping into taking a fraudulent online course to invite the gods home has been tracked down, and he has been arrested in Kang Province."
Rong Jing's eyes lit up: "That is indeed good news."
Chi Bai snorted twice. "There's even better news. From this disciple, the special department dug out more information about the old Taoist Ling Xiao. This old Taoist Ling Xiao is one of the five masters of Taozi Temple, and the person who broke up with him was Ben Qi."
"Last night, someone was camping on a famous mountain in Baishui City, Jiangdian Province, and happened to capture a video of two Taoists fighting. If nothing goes wrong, it's Ben Qi and Ling Xiao. Let me send you the video."
After the call was hung up, the video was sent to Rong Jing's WeChat a few seconds later. Rong Jing lowered his head and clicked on the video.
As soon as he saw it, he put on a mask of pain.
How can we tell that Ben Qi and Ling Xiao are Taoist priests?
The video was filmed mid-mountain. The camera, originally capturing the stars, suddenly swerved downwards, toward the trees below, as the screams echoed. Then, strange flashes of light appeared, trees toppled and snapped, and occasional shouts echoed. At one minute and twenty seconds into the video, two figures suddenly leaped from the center, only to vanish again.
I couldn't see their appearance clearly at all.
Rong Jing hesitated for a few seconds and sent a message to Chi Bai: How did you confirm this "no accidents"?
Chi Bai: That disciple said Ben Qi was his master. He said his master was recently helping a wealthy man in Baishui City solve a feng shui problem. Oh, by the way, you might even know this wealthy man.
Rong Jing's focus shifted: Not good friends.
At the same time as Chi Bai's shocked words "you two are done", Rong Jing said the second half of his words: he is an ambiguous object/cute
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