Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 103
The most important thing now is to find Yan Zixiu first. As soon as Li Fengzhi heard Jing Shaoci say that he was going to Qingyuan Temple, he immediately expressed that he wanted to go together.
“You go to the house he rented to find someone, and we will split up.”
Li Fengzhi nodded vigorously, “Okay, whoever finds it first must give the other party a call.”
Qingyuan Temple is located in City F, which is more than three hours away from City B.
After getting off the plane, someone drove him to Anfeng Mountain immediately.
Along the way, Jing Shaoci was in an extremely tense state.
He kept recalling the state of Yan Zixiu’s departure that day, obviously there was a lot wrong, but he was in that mood at that time, and he didn’t even notice it.
If the quarrel with Yan Zixiu was a stab in his heart, but now knowing that Yan Zixiu was injured, especially because of him, the knife was like a slashing circle, and cut into his heart alive. flesh and blood.
Jing Shaoci closed his eyes, the severe pain made him almost in a trance, and he couldn’t even breathe.
He leaned on the back of the chair like this, and a white light floated in front of his eyes.
“A little beggar like you is still so afraid of pain?” A young man in a red brocade coat folded his arms and said condescendingly.
There was a child sitting on the ground in front of him, who looked younger, about five or six years old.
Unlike the boy in red, this kid’s eyes were closed tightly as if he had some kind of illness, and his little black hand was holding on to his lap.
“Can’t a beggar be afraid of pain?” The child murmured softly, then lowered his head and said, “But I am most afraid of pain.”
“Delicate.” The boy in red curled his lips, his expression and tone were full of disdain, but he still squatted in front of the child, “Hey, get on your stomach.”
The child flinched, obviously not daring.
Seeing this, the boy turned around and pulled his two arms abruptly, put them on his shoulders, and then lifted the child’s skinny legs.
Jing Shaoci watched his rude movements, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him, but his legs were as if they had been filled with lead, and he couldn’t move for a moment.
The boy didn’t hear any movement, he just walked forward with the child on his back.
“Running around without seeing your eyes, you deserve to fall.”
After saying the lesson, the boy turned the child upwards, “Will you still run around in the future?”
The child didn’t speak, and the boy immediately said angrily, “Do you still want to eat chicken legs?”
“Eat, eat.”
“Just know how to eat.” Although the young man’s tone was disgusting, the corners of his lips were raised high.
The young man walked farther and farther behind his back, and the voice of admonishing the little beggar became blurred.
“From now on… you are not allowed to cry out for pain anymore.”
For some reason, Jing Shaoci clearly knew that what the young man originally wanted to say was not this sentence.
What he wants to say is that you will never get hurt again.
Jing Shaoci stood on the spot, his hands clenched tightly into fists hanging on his sides, trembling slightly.
“No, he won’t cry anymore in the future.”
This is the first and last time.
This little beggar who loves to eat chicken legs has never said a word of pain in front of the boy in his whole life.
“Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing?”
A series of voices brought Jing Shaoci back from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he didn’t realize that he had fallen asleep.
“We have reached the bottom of the mountain.” The driver pointed out the window and said, “There is no cable car on this mountain, we can only walk up.”
Jing Shaoci unbuckled his seat belt, and when the driver pushed the door open, he said, “You stay in the car.”
The driver hesitated, but he walked up the mountain without looking back.
Jing Shaoci had just walked for more than ten minutes when he saw an old man in Taoist robe standing on the steps.
After he approached, Taoist Zhenqiong smiled kindly and said, “Master Jing, we meet again.”
“Is Yan Zixiu here…”
“Master’s matter, I will tell you in detail when I am poor in Guanzhong.”
Jing Shaoci asked another question, but Daoist Zhenqiong ignored it, turned around and walked up the mountain.
Obviously his hair is already grey, but Taoist Zhenqiong’s footsteps are fast and steady. No matter how Jing Shaoci chases after him, he can always keep a distance that is neither too far nor too close.
Anfeng Mountain has not been developed, and the stone steps were built many years ago.
The two walked one after the other for nearly half a day. From the first hour, there were dark red traces every few steps along the way.
But Jing Shaoci was only thinking of Yan Zixiu in his heart, and he didn’t notice these unusual places at all.
Just when he saw the outline of Qingyuan Temple in the distance, Daoist Zhenqiong stopped abruptly.
He turned around, looked down and said, “Benefactor Jing, please pay attention to your feet.”
Jing Shaoci only thought that he was telling him to pay attention to safety, so he glanced down hastily, and then continued to walk up.
When he walked to the gate, the deputy head teacher came out.
“This is…?”
Taoist Master Zhenqiong nodded, and the deputy head teacher looked Jing Shaoci up and down carefully.
This whole body style is really not ordinary people.
“Let’s talk now.” Jing Shaoci’s voice was extremely cold, as if he had reached the limit.
Taoist Zhenqiong smiled, and continued to walk up unhurriedly.
After the three of them entered the main hall, Daoist Zhenqiong looked up at the statue in front of him and said, “I sent the most precious longevity lamp. Although it is called longevity, it can’t make people immortal, but…”
He changed the topic, “It is still possible to condense the soul and extend the life span.”
Taoist Zhenqiong turned around and looked at Jing Shaoci, “Since Master is a celestial master, his lifespan of hundreds of years should not be a problem, so, why does Master Jing think he asked for this longevity lamp?”
Jing Shaoci’s thin lips trembled, and his hands clenched tightly.
Zhenqiong knew that he knew the answer, so he didn’t pretend to be a fool, and said directly: “My old life can’t be exchanged for the longevity lamp, so Shijun only has two options, one is to grab it by force, and the other is to ask for it according to the canon. .”
The deputy head teacher immediately cleared his throat when he heard this, and stepped forward to say solemnly: “I have a canon, but those who seek the longevity lamp must walk up from the lowest point of the mountain gate on their knees, kneel in three steps, and kowtow in nine steps. With sincerity, you can get it.”
At this moment, Jing Shaoci’s eyes widened, and even the pupils were dilated.
The bloodstains on the stone steps slammed into his brain, and all the strength in his body was suddenly drained.
“So…he…he chose…” His voice was so broken that he couldn’t even finish the rest of the sentence.
Daoist Zhenqiong nodded, “All day and night, even the flesh on my knees was turned out.”
The air in the main hall seemed to be stagnant, making Jing Shaoci unable to catch his breath.
There was a bloody taste in his mouth, like the blood left on the mountain steps.
Jing Shaoci’s eyes were scarlet, and endless distress filled his heart.
He seemed to be able to see how Yan Zixiu knelt down and kowtowed.
Such a person who is as light as the dust, as bright as the moon, bows his head because of him time and time again, just to save his life.
But what did he do? When Yan Zixiu was covered in injuries, he was still pressing him, forcing him to give himself a reason to feel at ease.
Thinking of this, Jing Shaoci closed his eyes tightly in pain.
No matter how strong-willed he was, he was crushed to the point of defeat by that scorching regret at this moment.
A drop of tear overflowed from his tightly closed eyes, and instantly slid down to his chin.
Jing Shaoci’s pale fingers grabbed the clothes on his chest, and fell heavily to his knees on the ground.
Seeing this, the deputy head teacher wanted to help, but Daoist Zhenqiong raised his hand.
“Brother?” the deputy head teacher asked in confusion.
Taoist Zhenqiong shook his head, signaling him not to worry.
People in the world always believe that seeing is believing, but even if they see it, it is difficult to appreciate the hardships and pains involved.
Li Fengzhi found the apartment complex Yan Zixiu was renting according to the address, but knocked on the door for nearly an hour, but there was no movement inside.
He was anxious, and Han Xiangchen inside the door was even more anxious, but he was just a ghost, especially since it was broad daylight, he couldn’t even make a sound.
Li Fengzhi ran downstairs and asked around again, but no one in the community said that he had seen Yan Zixiu.
Just when he was about to look elsewhere, Gu Shiyi called.
After hearing him finish speaking in an anxious tone, Gu Shi also said in a puzzled way: “If Yan Zixiu is gone, then look for him. How can he be abducted even if he is alive?”
Li Fengzhi immediately became more anxious, “But I can’t find it now!”
“Then check the phone’s location. Didn’t Brother Jing use this method to find Yan Zixiu last time?”
This sentence awakened Li Fengzhi instantly, and he immediately said: “Shi Yi, is there any way you can check?”
Gu Shiyi still didn’t know the seriousness of the matter, so he gave a triumphant ‘tsk’, “I’ll rely on your husband at the critical moment, right? Alright, I’ll give you a message within 10 minutes.”
After speaking, he hung up the call directly.
Li Fengzhi stood there anxiously, and kept raising his wrist to look at his watch during the few minutes of waiting.
After a while, Gu Shiyi sent a screenshot of the location to his WeChat.
Li Fengzhi took a closer look, then called back.
“I’m at the address on your map right now, but there’s no movement in the house.”
Gu Shiyi frowned when he heard the words, thought for a few seconds and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll be right over.”
In the next half day, the two of them drove to find all the places that Yan Zixiu might go to, and asked everyone who could, but there was still no result.
During this period, Li Fengzhi also called Jing Shaoci a few times, but he couldn’t get through because of signal problems.
Gu Shiyi drove the car back to Yan Zixiu’s rented community again, stopped and said, “How about this, I’ll find someone to break down the anti-theft door, we…”
“No.” Li Fengzhi resolutely vetoed, “Just call the police.”
If you cannot prove that you are the owner of the house, you can only contact the landlord through the police or an unlocking company to open the door.
After dialing 110, the police from the police station in the jurisdiction arrived quickly.
After listening to what Li Fengzhi said, the police immediately contacted the lock-picking company registered at the police station.
After the lock picker came, he opened two doors within 10 minutes.
As soon as everyone entered the house, the first thing they heard was the sound of rushing water.
Li Fengzhi immediately walked towards the bathroom, only to see Yan Zixiu lying in blood.
“Zi Xiu!!”
After sending Yan Zixiu to the emergency room, Gu Shiyi ran out of the hospital and started calling Jing Shaoci.
While he was calling, he paced back and forth anxiously. After calling twenty or thirty times, the phone was finally connected.
“Brother Jing, hurry to the Third Hospital, Yan Zixiu has found it!”
More than 40 minutes later, the door of the emergency room opened.
As soon as the people inside came out, Li Fengzhi immediately went up to meet them.
“Doctor, how is Yan Zixiu doing now?”
The doctor frowned, and said in a serious tone: “The patient’s trauma is so serious, why did he wait until now? Our director is dealing with it inside, and your family members should go through the formalities first.”
Gu Shi also heard this from the side, and immediately said to Li Fengzhi: “You stay here, and I will take care of it.”
When he came back after completing the formalities, Yan Zixiu had already been pushed into the operating room.
“Do you want to inform my aunt and uncle?” Gu Shiyi asked.
Li Fengzhi is anxious and blames himself now, his mind is blank and he can’t make any decisions.
“When Mr. Jing comes back, you can ask him.”
The two waited outside the operating room for more than an hour before the light at the door went out.
The doctor came out and said to the two: “The glass embedded in the wound has been taken out, but the patient has complications due to hemorrhagic shock, so he has to be observed in the ICU for two days.”
Just when Li Fengzhi and Gu Shiyi were still worried, the news about Yan Zixiu’s stay in the hospital was leaked to Yuji by someone.
The topic of [Yan Zixiu’s suicide] instantly exploded on the Internet. Leaving aside the reactions of fans and passers-by, the director and producer of the Zhankong crew saw it, and everyone on the spot was terrified.
Xie Chengyuan brought people over immediately, but before he could understand the specific situation, a large number of media and reporters flocked here.
He had no choice but to communicate with the hospital first, and then organize manpower to watch all the passages, in case paparazzi came in to secretly take pictures.
The two waited until late at night before Jing Shaoci rushed to the hospital.
Li Fengzhi had already told him all the situation in advance, and the two of them ran all the way to the ICU while Xie Chengyuan was making excuses to cover up the media gap.
“Zixiu woke up half an hour ago, but the doctor said that he is still conscious.”
Family members are not allowed to enter the ICU, so they can only watch real-time images through the ward visiting system.
Although Yan Zixiu had his eyes open at this time, his pupils were still a little loose.
But the moment Jing Shaoci’s face appeared on the screen, his pupils moved.
Neither of them could speak, they just looked at each other like this.
Li Fengzhi at the side could clearly feel that Jing Shaoci was trembling all over, but his clenched fists also showed that he was trying his best to control it.
Yan Zixiu moved his fingers first, and when he was about to raise his hand to take off the oxygen mask, the nurse at the side leaned over and gently stopped him.
“What do you want to say, I can help you convey it.”
Yan Zixiu opened and closed his mouth a dozen times, the nurse repeated it after listening, and picked up the intercom after confirming.
“The patient wants to find Mr. Jing Shaoci.”
Jing Shaoci’s throat trembled violently, and after a few seconds he paused and said: “I am.”
The nurse said: “He said he has no home, can you not drive him away?”
