Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 217
There was a thud, but no one paid attention.
It’s not because the other priests don’t have colleagues, but because they themselves are numb.
Jing Shaoci watched Yan Zixiu make eye contact with other men, regardless of whether he was a god or a man, he immediately walked over.
When Shen Yan saw Jing Shaoci, he immediately knew that his chance to fight back had come.
“Yan Zixiu, I haven’t seen you for hundreds of thousands of years, but you did the following one.”
Shen Yan usually doesn’t open his mouth, but if he does, he will never forgive others.
He raised the corners of his lips recklessly, “Why don’t you tell me, how does it feel to be zero?”
After hearing this, Jing Shaoci sneered and said, “So you think that the recipient is a subordinate, why don’t my wife and I talk to Lin Shi’an?”
Shen Yan’s expression changed instantly, looking at Yan Zixiu, he said sharply: “You just scolded me because of this mortal, but now you want to turn against me?”
After the words fell, Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu in surprise, “Yan Yan, are you swearing?”
Yan Zixiu’s ears were red, but he still nodded and asked hesitantly, “But…is it bad?”
“Excellent.” Jing Shaoci finished his compliment without hesitation, and then leaned into his ear, “Tell me, what did you scold?”
Shen Yan watched the interaction between the two, and took a deep breath.
“Enough is enough for you two.” Yu Xi Tuandui.
Yan Zixiu glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said calmly, “I don’t want to.”
Even Shen Yan didn’t expect that the ruthless Taiqing God Master who cultivated Dao would become so annoying one day.
Unbearable, he simply turned around and walked towards the altar.
“Shen Yan.” Yan Zixiu suddenly stopped him.
Shen Yan tilted his head slightly, “What is it?”
“Since I have called you, you must protect the living beings here.”
Shen Yan didn’t speak, but his figure became more and more blurred.
Just as he was about to return to the God Realm, he said, “Yan Zixiu, you dare to call me to try again.”
He didn’t make a sound for the next sentence, but it was obvious from the shape of his mouth that it was a dirty word.
It is fair and reasonable to scold one person.
Just when Shen Yan completely disappeared, the main hall suddenly began to tremble, and the sky outside the hall also instantly darkened.
The sound of plopping fell to the ground sounded one after another. The priests persisted for so long, and finally passed out in a row like dominoes.
Daoist Suixu turned his head to look at the people beside him, said with trembling lips, “I’m sorry, I’m going to faint for a while.”
After speaking, in the sight of Taoist Zhenqiong, he fell to the ground sprawled.
Sixteen of the seventeen high-ranking officials were unconscious, and only Daoist Zhenqiong was still holding on.
He pretended to be calm and said to Zen Master Mingru: “Master, do you think this invitation to the Holy Spirit is very powerful? Is my Taoist celestial master boundless in mana?”
Until he finished speaking, Zen Master Mingru didn’t blink his eyes.
“Master, are you listening?”
Seeing that the reaction was wrong, Daoist Zhenqiong raised his hand and patted the opponent’s arm.
It took only one shot, and Zen Master Mingru collapsed with his eyes open.
It turned out that the master passed away a long time ago, but he didn’t fall down because he was leaning on the pillar behind him.
After leaving Linjiang Temple, Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci went straight home.
Later, when Fan Daode learned about this from Daoist Suixu, he beat his chest in regret.
“That’s the Holy Spirit, I’m sure I won’t see it a second time in my life.”
After hearing this, Taoist Priest Suixu said in a numb tone, “What is this? That sage is doing a peer salute to his teacher.”
Fan Daode’s breathing convulsed for a while, and he almost didn’t recover.
I’m sorry, it’s the special management office that doesn’t deserve it.
After the filming was over, Luo Tian Dajiao also ended smoothly, Li Fengzhi helped Yan Zixiu push other work so that he could rest until the end of the year.
On this day, Yan Zixiu quietly approached Xie Chence.
“Uncle, can you go to a place with me?”
Xie Chence looked at him and said, “Are you alone?”
“Hmm.” He nodded.
“it is good.”
Yan Zixiu had already reported this matter to Jing Shaoci in advance, although he was a little angry, Jing Shaoci reluctantly agreed.
After the two came to Jing Family’s courtyard together, Yan Zixiu wiped his hands, and a magic circle glowing with silver light appeared on the ground.
“Uncle, let’s go.”
After stepping into the magic circle, all the surrounding scenes faded instantly.
In order to avoid dizziness, Xie Chence closed his eyes, but he didn’t expect that when he opened them again, he saw a majestic fairy mountain.
“There is a Fallen Immortal Pond at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, which is dedicated to punishing immortals.”
The two walked for several days. Although Yin Qinghe was not worried, he still missed his lover.
“Where did Xiao Wu take Chen Ce?”
Jing Shaoci snorted coldly, his whole face tensed as if Yin Qinghe owed him billions of dollars.
“What are you humming, do you have endocrine disorders if you don’t sleep with Xiaowu?”
Jing Shaoci snorted coldly again, without even the desire to speak back.
“Hiss…” Yin Qinghe just gritted his teeth, suddenly seemed to sense something, got up and ran out the door as soon as his expression changed.
Jing Shaoci immediately followed after hearing the words.
When the two appeared in the courtyard, Xie Chence’s eyes turned red.
“Chen Ce! Little Five!”
After Yin Qinghe ran over with a bright smile on his face, Xie Chence suddenly hugged him into his arms.
Yin Qinghe was confused and opened his eyes blankly.
Seeing this situation, Yan Zixiu slightly raised the corners of his lips, and then walked towards Jing Shaoci.
“Get it back?” Jing Shaoci asked.
Jing Shaoci squeezed his fingers, “You have been away for so many days, you have to make up for me.”
In fact, Yan Zixiu has already returned as quickly as possible, but the weather is different from the ordinary world, so he can only wrong his lover.
“Okay, I’ll make candied sweet potatoes for you to eat.”
Jing Shaoci put his arms around Yan Zixiu’s waist, “It’s better to let candied sweet potatoes eat you.”
As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Jing Shaoci pressed him against the door and kissed him for a long time.
It wasn’t until Yan Zixiu couldn’t bear to push him away that Jing Shaoci quickly restrained himself.
“Yan Yan, your uncle knows all about it?” He changed the subject in time.
Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, and then said again: “This is the first time I see my uncle cry.”
Yin Qinghe’s being cut off from the alchemy back then was considered a catastrophe before he became an immortal, but Xie Chence didn’t shed a single tear, but directly stabbed the dagger into his neck.
After Yan Zixiu said this, he raised his hand and spread his five fingers, and a miniature cloud exuding a colorful halo instantly appeared on the palm of his hand.
“Look, this is my master’s immortality.”
Jing Shaoci looked at the cloud, but his heart tightened suddenly.
“Yanyan, your master gave up his immortal status to be with your uncle, so did you sacrifice something when you came back from the God Realm?”
Yan Zixiu opened his lips, and finally said two words: “No.”
He wasn’t cheating, but he didn’t think it was a sacrifice.
As long as I can be with the candied sweet potato, even if I don’t become the Lord of Taiqing.
Jing Shaoci looked at his expression, raised his arms to embrace him, and did not speak for a long time.
He knew it wasn’t that he didn’t have it, but that Yan Yan didn’t want him to feel guilty.
Before the Spring Festival approached, the crew of “Apocalypse” released a clip.
The opening scene is to fly across the vast bamboo forest from an overhead angle, and the breeze blows the bamboo leaves, turning up a wave of undulating green sea.
Immediately afterwards, the light in the picture dimmed, and a man in a warrior outfit walked into the bamboo forest with a Tang Hengdao.
Light smoke permeated under the twilight of the shadow, and with a clanging sound, the man drew out the long knife with his backhand.
At this moment, the blade glowed with a dark blue phosphorescent light, and the moment it was cut horizontally, the entire blade burst into flames.
With every move, the flames wrapped around the long knife like a flame dragon, the man turned his wrist and turned his body, and the moment the camera slowed down was like the flying snow of the gods, and like sparks in the world.
As soft swords, folding fans, and long halberds appeared one after another, everyone who clicked on this video began to explode with excitement. Every time the sound of breaking wind, they felt that their hearts were hit hard.
The last weapon is a bow and arrow. Just as the man draws the bowstring, the camera quickly zooms in.
The man was wearing a black mask, only showing the eyebrows and eyes that even Fengyue chanted.
And in those perfect black eyes, there was an aura of condescension to the world.
Just when the spectators recognized that the warrior was Yan Zixiu himself, three arrow feathers on the bowstring also shot out quickly, each with the tendency of piercing the air, and settled firmly on the bamboo body.
The tail of the arrow trembled and revealed a phantom, and the tip of the arrow was nailed with three bamboo leaves exactly.
At the end of the last shot, a line of big characters appeared on the screen——
[May [-]st, “Doomsday Catastrophe”, invites you to enter another world together. ]
Usually when a popular star’s video is released on Weibo, the retweet volume will not be low, and the fan club will lead the fans to retweet hundreds of thousands. Comment on the copy.
But as soon as this promotional video came out, even Yan Zixiu’s fans were dumbfounded.
[Mom, can I watch this one with anemia? ]
[I, who was at the full level of Rainbow Fart, was shocked and speechless at this moment. ]
[A passer-by raises his hand and asks, isn’t your brother from the Huaguo Martial Arts Association? ]
I don’t know if it hit the nail on the head, but 5 minutes later, the Huaguo Martial Arts Association official Weibo retweeted this Weibo and gave it a high praise.
Before the fans could exert their strength, the number of retweets of this Weibo had already exceeded one million.
The major video sites immediately reposted it, and there was a sound of climbing the wall on the barrage.
The playback rate of station B exceeded 700 million in one day, and exceeded [-] million in the second day. On the third day, the official directly included the video into the must-see list when entering the station.
This kind of video usually has a name called: Treasure of Town Station.
After Yin Qinghe finished reading it, he clicked his tongue and praised: “Hey, my apprentice is so handsome.”
Reminded by Li Fengzhi, Yan Zixiu went online and retweeted Weibo. At the same time, he also thanked the assistant director and martial arts director who filmed the film, and then calmly went offline.
Just as he was about to change his clothes and go downstairs for dinner, the door of the cloakroom was swung open.
Yan Zixiu was only wearing trousers, his upper body was completely exposed.
Jing Shaoci, who had just watched the video, saw this scene again, and felt his nose start to feel hot again.
Seeing that the person who came in was a candied sweet potato, Yan Zixiu didn’t let the person out like before, but speeded up the speed of getting dressed.
As a result, just as he put the sleeves on his arms, Jing Shaoci stepped forward and grabbed the clothes.
“Stop messing around.” Yan Zixiu said seriously.
Jing Shaoci didn’t let go, and said, “You can wear it after I ask the question.”
Yan Zixiu didn’t want to confront him, so he said, “Okay, you can ask.”
“Yan Yan, do you know all weapons?”
Yan Zixiu thought for a moment and nodded, but added: “But the best thing is the long sword.”
His natal magic weapon is the Nirvana Sword, which has followed him for tens of millions of years.
After Jing Shaoci glanced across his perfectly proportioned abdominal muscles, he simply reached out and touched them.
“Then, are you good at subduing the Skystick?”
Yan Zixiu frowned, and asked in puzzlement, “What kind of stick is this?”
Jing Shaoci pulled him into his arms, bowed his head next to his ear and began to answer questions.
Ten seconds later, Jing Shaoci was punched directly in the stomach.
When the two went downstairs to eat, Xie Guanxin stared at Yan Zixiu and said, “Xiu Xiu, I watched the movie, he’s so handsome.”
“Thank you mother.”
Yin Qinghe wanted to praise at first, but when he saw Jing Shaoci covering his stomach, he asked, “Boy, is your stomach uncomfortable?”
Jing Shaoci was speechless, so he could only say: “I have eaten too much lunch and I can’t digest it.”
He couldn’t say that he was beaten by his wife, could he?
Upon hearing this, Xie Guanxin asked with concern, “Shall I ask someone to bring you some digestion tablets?”
“Mom, don’t worry, I’ll just eat less this meal.”
After everyone sat down, when the elders all picked up their chopsticks, Yan Zixiu picked up a piece of morel mushroom and put it on Jing Shaoci’s plate.
As a result, Jing Shaoci immediately crawled along the pole and touched his leg under the table.
Yan Zixiu took a deep breath, and the chopsticks in his hand almost broke.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the little bitter gourd couldn’t afford his second punch, the other party would definitely not have to eat this meal.
On New Year’s Eve, Gu Jianfeng brought Gu Shiyi and Li Fengzhi to Jing’s house to celebrate the New Year.
Everyone made the New Year’s Eve dinner together, and after eating happily, they found that it was snowing again outside.
“Why don’t we go out and have a snowball fight?” Gu Shiyi suggested.
Gu Jianfeng glanced at his son and said speechlessly, “How old are you still playing this?”
“I think it’s a good idea. Have fun during the Chinese New Year.” Yin Qinghe said.
In fact, he ate too much New Year’s Eve dinner and wanted to move around.
As soon as someone agreed, Gu Shiyi suddenly became more energetic, urged everyone to change into their coats, and then all came to the courtyard.
“Daughter-in-law, I’ll protect you, I’m really good at snowball fights.”
After hearing this, Li Fengzhi smiled and said, “Okay, then I’ll rub the snowball for you.”
If Yan Zixiu wasn’t ready to end, Jing Shaoci would naturally watch with him.
“Brother Jing, sister-in-law, come and play together, how boring it is to stand!” Gu Shiyi yelled.
Yan Zixiu shook his head slightly, “No, you just play.”
Gu Shi also looked at Yin Qinghe, wanting the master to pull him off.
In the end, Yin Qinghe made a gesture to be calm, but on the other hand, he asked Xie Chence to help him make snowballs.
At this moment, Xie Chongyun, who was hugged by Jing Fengyi, said, “Brother and Brother, I also want a snowball.”
Jing Shaoci heard the words, squeezed a snowball and handed it to Yan Zixiu, who held it and placed it on Xie Chongyun’s furry glove.
At this moment, a snowball bigger than two fists hit Jing Shaoci hard on the back of the neck.
Yan Zixiu’s eyes sharpened, and he immediately grabbed the snowball out of thin air.
He turned his head to look in the direction where the snowball came from, but saw Yin Qinghe raised his chin and said, “Xiao Wu, are you coming?”