Dressed as a small waste in the movie emperor's house

"...has it already started?"

"Ah."

"Then I hope Aunt Fang goes well." Shen Yanxing swallowed over there, as if he saw something, "My side... probably has to start early. I saw the car driven by Zhang Yuehan, he should be preparing to stop building."

Gu Congjue heard something was wrong: "What's wrong with you, are you afraid?"

"Where is it?" Shen Yanxing took a deep breath and calmed down, "I'm just a little nervous."

"Since the first semester of high school, you have been in touch with your biological mother on and off for a year. Shouldn't you get used to dealing with him, why are you still nervous?"

Shen Yanxing asked back, "Are you nervous?"

"I don't know?" Gu Congjue touched his chest, "My heart is beating very fast, but my mind is very clear - I don't have the dizzy, light-headed feeling when I was nervous before.

"I could feel my adrenaline pumping, my blood boiling."

Shen Yanxing: "Oh?"

"Finally it's time to settle the matter," Gu Congjue tried hard to suppress the agitation in his heart, and he was about to break through his emotional excitement, "I have waited for this day for too long. There is not a day that I don't hate and hate Shen Aicai. I endure the nausea After guarding him for so long, he finally showed his fox tail.

"You should understand this feeling, right?"

"I probably understand, but my emotions are not as intense as yours." Shen Yanxing chuckled, "I don't have as much accumulated hatred as you, nor do I hate Zhang Yuehan that much. After all, he is my biological mother, and he was the one who brought me into this world up, so I...

"My emotions towards him are more complicated than pure hatred."

He and Zhang Yuehan were like two travelers who went their separate ways, only being pulled by a straw rope between them.As time went by, the two walked farther and farther, and the straw rope was worn thinner and thinner, until it became the current situation of being separated by two sides of the strait.

Between the two of them, except for the crumbling straw rope that has become as thin as a silk thread, is a bottomless abyss that will never be restored.

"I want to cut off this last thread - this is my unwavering thought and determination. I just want to think about it, when it's time to take action, I will still -

"I'll be sorry."

"Well, I understand." Gu Congjue said softly, "I wish you all the best, I will find you as soon as I finish here."

Shen Yanxing hummed.

The call that lasted for more than half an hour was hung up, Gu Congjue adjusted his mood, turned up the audio volume on the computer, and concentrated on watching the surveillance video.

In the video, Shen Aicai sat down opposite He Fang for a while with a malicious smile on her face.The two had just finished a simple self-introduction, and they were still in a state of getting along with each other.

"He Xiangu, right?" Shen Aicai was still wearing formal leather shoes and looked like a gentleman, "You may not know much about me, but I have heard your name quite a bit during the years I have been in the mall. "

He Fang has a mission. She must find out the geographical location information of the altar during this dialogue and temptation. |Outside the altar, there are likely to be other sinister things: perhaps it is a spell like a ghost drawing talisman, or it may be a magic weapon with a strange shape.

If you are just a fortune-telling fan like He Xiangu, it is of course no problem to calculate the auspicious days of the zodiac and look at Ziwei's horoscope every day.The problem with Shen Ai is that he has created his own theory and code of conduct, and uses this code of conduct to convince himself and brainwash others.

This is different from He Xiangu's nature. This is properly spreading cults.

After Gu Pingyue handed over the suspect list compiled earlier to the police, the police have already controlled several third-tier artists in the circle who had frequent contacts with Shen Aicai.After a period of observation, the police found that these artists behaved strangely and became insane; the assistants and managers around them also reported that the artists would occasionally say some nonsense, as if they were "insane". .

It's not that he has become obsessed, or he has been brainwashed by a cult, and he believes in metaphysics heresy.

Back to the conversation.Although He Fang had read Shen Aicai's information and learned about Shen Aicai's background in the task science popularization, she still had to pretend to be embarrassed to ask questions because of the need for acting.

"Why do I not quite understand Mr. Shen's words?

"Are you looking for me to do fortune telling today? Wait a minute, I'll find some red paper. You write your birthday—"

"You don't need to be stupid." Shen Aicai put her left hand on the dining table, and the watch on her hand knocked against the table with the tablecloths on it, making a muffled and small sound, "Do you know Gu Pingyue Xiang Yuyan's son?

"Just the sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid named Gu?"

He Fang was very vigilant, and immediately denied: "Sorry, you may have misunderstood something. I did have dealings with Mr. Gu Pingyue and Mr. Xiang Yuyan you mentioned, but that was two years ago—— When I was invited by a crew director to attend the opening ceremony.

"As for their son... How could I know the young master Jingui from someone else's family?"

"Still pretending?" Shen Aicai, who was originally sitting in a relaxed posture with a slightly crooked body, suddenly sat up a lot, showing a tough and serious look, "I asked someone to follow up on you, and you obviously know that kid very well.

"If he doesn't know you well, why would he contact you in private? The reason why the kid got into a car accident was because he wanted to see you, so he didn't take his own private car and chose a coronary driver instead." Are you renting out?"

"you--"

He Fang acted angry, but in fact she was very calm.She is almost 50 years old, older than Shen Ai, calmer than Shen Ai, and has a good heart; although her acting skills are average, she is steady!

"You know quite a lot?"

Shen Aicai was very satisfied with He Fang's reaction, and said triumphantly, "Not only do I know this, but I can also guess what you communicated."

He Fang frowned: "What?"

"Is it about getting rid of the art of borrowing fate to change one's fate?" Shen Aicai turned black, trying to continue to use her arrogance to overwhelm others, "The kid surnamed Gu must have asked you a lot about these things, right?"

He Fang didn't speak.She wasn't sure what to say at this time, so she simply shut up, keeping things the same.

Seeing He Fang like this, Shen Aicai thought she had guessed right, and scolded with a cold snort: "It's all my stupid son who doesn't live up to expectations. I originally wanted him to stare at my sacrifice. Keeping the door open, being surnamed Gu will say everything outside."

Gu Congjue peeked at the screen here, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: You are not much better than your son, and you are quite stupid.

All the way.

"In the beginning, it was only for the continuation of my Shen family's incense, and because he was stupid and easy to control, so I brought him to smoke together. I didn't expect... I knew he was stupid, but I didn't expect him to be so stupid."

"Suck luck?" He Fang caught the key word, "You really changed Xing Xing's life?!"

"Xing Xing?" Shen Ai quickly realized, "Should I say 'Sure enough'? - Apart from having contacts with the kid surnamed Gu, you really have contact with Shen Yanxing?

"My technique... the technique of borrowing luck that I carefully arranged was destroyed by you!"

There were only He Fang and Shen Aicai in the dining room, and Shen Aicai could speak loudly without any scruples, and became more and more crazy regardless of her appearance.

"You destroyed the art I depend on for survival—you sinner!"

"What's the crime?" He Fang felt outrageous, "You and I are both people who study metaphysics and numerology. You should know that metaphysics and numerology are laws, not metaphysics secrets! Your so-called 'skills' don't exist!"

"does not exist?"

He Fang's "doesn't exist" severely offended Shen Aicai.As the leader of the cult, he naturally believes in the laws and rules he created, and does not allow anyone to offend and question.

"Other people call you He Xiangu, do you really think of yourself as a fairy? They say you are accurate, but how much do you know about me?——You know what a fart!

"If the technique is useless, then what has been protecting me all these years? If the technique is useless, why have I had bad luck and business failures in recent years?"

Shen Aicai could no longer pretend, the elite image of a handsome gentleman disappeared when she entered the door just now, and her expression became ferocious and terrifying.As he spoke, he stretched his neck and put pressure on He Xiangu by closing the distance.

"You destroyed my art! After you destroyed it, I haven't had a good day! These things have proved that art is useful—— art is absolutely useful!"

He Fang shrank back cooperatively, calmed down and retorted: "I did nothing wrong. No matter how nameless the star is, he is also your own flesh and blood! How can you lend yourself the life of your own flesh and blood?

"Shen Aicai, can you have a conscience?"

"Conscience?" Shen Aicai snorted disdainfully, "Can conscience be eaten? If I had a conscience, then I would probably be like you, a stinky fortune-teller if I die; but it is precisely because I don't have a conscience that I can become rich and powerful.

"You, understand?"

He Fang sneered: "I don't understand."

"It's fine if you don't understand—you love to understand or not." Shen Aicai smiled eccentrically, "Now, the kid surnamed Gu should be in a very bad situation, right? That's right, for the entertainment industry where making money is easier than spending it." Husband and wife, the fate is too good; give birth to a son, it is also a rich life.

"But why do they take so much advantage? Such a good peerless person, what is the death of a son? If you gain something, you have to 'pay'."

Gu Congjue couldn't help clenching his fists.

He Fang, who was under surveillance, was also angry, and satirized Shen Aicai; "You use other people's lives to change your own luck, which is to break your luck and violate the laws of fortune-telling. You don't reflect on yourself, but instead hope that others will 'pay'?

"You are really not a person!"

"You can scold as you please." Shen Aicai spread his hands indifferently, he was emotionally divided one second, he was still yin and yang noble, but the next second he became relaxed and carefree, "I am already working hard to repair my 'skill' .Shen Yanxing is my chosen sacrifice, he is the existence of 'born for me'!

"If it weren't for that idiot Shen Yunding's bad luck, I can completely 'borrow' the two of them together - I will try my best to squeeze out all the value in them!"

"You—" He Fang felt dizzy, rubbed her temples and cursed, "Desperate!"

"I really want to take you to my altar. You are a person who is proficient in the Book of Changes and is familiar with fortune telling. You will definitely be very interested in my altar.

"If you hadn't helped that kid surnamed Gu and stood on the opposite side of me, we could have been friends and friends."

"'Thank you'," He Fang made no secret of her disgust, "I find it unlucky."

"Unlucky? That's why I said, you can only be a stinky fortune teller." Shen Aicai made a gesture to get up, "My altar is very beautiful: surrounded by greenery, and there are small bridges and flowing water. Speaking of which, I have to thank my idiot Son, he slipped his tongue and I had to change to a new setting.

"No one will find it there, and you should stop trying to save or destroy anything."

Shen Ai revealed a confident smile.

"The prey that enters the altar will be trapped in the water forever and ever."

— on the water?

Gu Congjue on the side of the screen was taken aback, feeling that many of the memories of his previous life that had been sealed deep in his mind had been activated by the humble keyword "water"!

A villa backyard with Chinese decoration style appeared in front of his eyes.In the backyard is a small man-made pond about [-] meters long and wide. In the center of the small pond is a small gazebo that is not too big.

It is not surprising to have a gazebo, but the gazebo in the picture is "closed on all sides"!From a distance, it looks like a small house suspended, more like a well-built soul water prison!

Gu Congjue shuddered, and hastily dug out the list of suspicious real estate properties that Father Gu had sorted out before, opened the real map, picked out a few places with similar names, searched them, and finally locked on a place!

--right here!

"Uncle!" Gu Congjue put down the computer, rolled down the window and told the plainclothes police outside the car, "I know where the 'base' is!"

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