Chapter 59 My Father, the Emperor of Heaven (End) (1/2)

He turned out to be the Emperor of Heaven!

The monks who were confident of victory just now were stunned on the spot, and the bone-chilling coldness flowed to their hearts as the blood flowed throughout their bodies.

In fact, when they saw the huge silver dragon that seemed to cover the sky and the sun, many monks already had a bad feeling in their hearts like Shan Junqing.

Some low-level monks who came from the mortal world or were casual cultivators were fine, but those high-level monks with sects knew from the information passed down by the sect that the master of the heaven was the dragon.

Among these four realms, only the Emperor of Heaven can be called a true dragon.

The Emperor of Heaven is in charge of the four realms and is the true master.

Including them, they are all within the control of the Emperor of Heaven.

But just now, they actually wanted to surround and kill the Emperor of Heaven.

Some monks were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Even the majestic and high-spirited practitioners in the Mahayana stage and Tribulation Stage had to kneel down under the dragon's power.

Shan Junqing and Shan Huaiyu were treated the same as those low-level monks. They were both lying on the ground, vomiting blood.

It is true that Lin Ning'an did not kill them just now, but he pierced their Dantian and lost all their spiritual power. The reason why they were still alive was only relying on the foundation of their previous cultivation.

The severe pain all over my body couldn't compare with the shock of knowing the truth.

Shan Huaiyu was younger and couldn't lift his head due to the pressure of the real dragon. No matter how turbulent his heart was, he could only lie on the ground and vomit blood.

Shan Junqing was able to reach such a height in a short period of time, and naturally he had perseverance that ordinary people could not match. Even though his whole body was in severe pain at this moment, his eyes were still blood red, holding on tightly and raising his head to stare at the two silver dragons, one large and one small. .

When the Emperor of Heaven was angry, his corpse floated thousands of miles away.

It took a little longer for this sentence to be passed down. I only heard that before the demon world surrendered and even intended to murder the immortals in the heaven, the emperor of heaven personally went out to fight, leading the heavenly soldiers and generals, and bloodbathed the entire demon world.

Later, the demon world surrendered, and all the four realms bowed their heads. The immortals in the heaven world also became Buddhas one by one, and they could not see the ferocious appearance of following the emperor of heaven to kill everywhere.

But even if they live happily for tens of thousands of years, they are still immortals.

Even if you come to this world of cultivation and suppress your cultivation, it is unmatched by those in the world of cultivation.

After the Heavenly Soldiers saluted, they stood up and looked down at their cultivators with horrified eyes. They were only waiting for the Heavenly Emperor's order to turn this place into a sea of ​​blood.

The cultivators on the ground also discovered what they were waiting for, and immediately kowtowed to the silver dragon in the sky to admit their mistake.

The Emperor of Heaven is kind and might let them go if they sincerely admit their mistakes.

Zhang Zirou was already stunned. After feeling at a loss, she noticed the gazes of those heavenly soldiers looking over to see the dead man.

Are they all going to die here today?

No!

Can't!

She finally got rid of the birth, old age, illness and death of mortals and became an immortal cultivator...

At this moment, her eyes looked at the little silver dragon swimming with her father above.

It is said to be a silver dragon, but in fact it has no horns on its head and no claws on its belly.

Is that... the little dragon from back then?

Her eyes lit up, she quickly suppressed the chaotic energy in her body, stood up, and shouted frantically upwards.

"Shi Heng!!! Shi Heng!!!"

"I'm Ah Rou, Shi Heng!!"

The huge silver dragon stayed in the air, its eyes looking toward the ground with majesty and coldness.

He fell down again, and there was a tall and erect man wearing a feather crown on the ground.

Zhang Zirou's eyes were full of hope, and she walked over crazily and knelt at his feet.

"Shi Heng, do you still remember me? I am Ah Rou, I am your Ah Rou. That day | after you left, I have been looking for you, and I gave birth to a child for you..."

The silver-white dragon also swooped down and landed on the ground, transforming into a girl who looked only a teenager.

Just looking at the same stunning appearance, you can tell her relationship with the Emperor of Heaven.

Zhang Zirou's eyes suddenly became more intense when she looked at her, "You are my daughter, you are my daughter, right? Shi Heng, this is our daughter, the daughter I gave birth to for you!!"

She then pointed at Ji Yuzhen, who was kneeling on his knees and covering his chest with blood in his mouth.

"It was him!! It was he who harmed our daughter. I was just a mortal at the time, and I begged him hard before letting our daughter live. Shi Heng, I have been waiting for you for these hundred years, and you are finally back, Are you here to pick me up..."

Under her hopeful gaze, the Emperor in white leaned over slightly and helped her up with his own hands.

"Arou, something happened to me that day and I lost my memory."

"At that time, give me another ten days, and I will be able to remember and welcome you back to the heaven, be my Queen of Heaven, and be the master of these four realms with me."

Zhang Zirou's expression gradually became obsessed and surprised, "Shi Heng..."

Just when she was about to come closer with some lingering affection, the Emperor of Heaven withdrew his hand.

A vacuuming spell to wash your hands clean.

"If it weren't for...you touching my daughter, everything you just said would have come true long ago."

The Emperor of Heaven is kind, but not everyone can forgive.

He stretched out his hand with an expressionless face, and amidst Zhang Zirou's unbelievable screams, he used his spiritual power to strangle her by the neck and hang her in mid-air.

She screamed fiercely, as if a piece of flesh had been peeled off while she was alive. The monks around her did not dare to move and could only listen to the scream.

A jade white dragon horn was slowly stripped out of her body, and after it came out, it couldn't wait to jump into the body of its real owner.

After being stripped of the dragon horns, Zhang Zirou lost the shackles of her spiritual power and fell heavily to the ground. Without the cultivation provided by the dragon horns, wrinkles appeared on her tender face in an instant, and her black hair turned into a mess. White hair.

The stolen time was finally given back.

Ji Yuzhen on the side had no ability to resist at all, and was taken out of the dragon horn like Zhang Zirou.

With the two dragon horns back in place, and with his father's dragon aura harmonizing from the side, Lin Ning'an turned into a little dragon again, flew in the sky, and let out a childish but unmistakable dragon roar.

Lin Shiheng fired dragon energy at her in the sky. It wasn't until he saw dragon claws sprouting from the flat dragon belly that he slowly withdrew his hand and bound the people on the ground who had hurt his daughter in mid-air with their spiritual power.

A cultivator from a sect with an elder in the Tribulation Stage was half-kneeling on the ground, looking at this scene unwillingly, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Today, we did not know His Majesty's identity and offended Him. I beg Your Majesty not to kill them all."

The Heavenly Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly on his jade-white face, "What if I want to kill them all?"

"Although Your Majesty controls the four realms, you must not be indifferent to people's hearts. If you kill someone for your own selfish reasons today, it would be unavoidable to spread the word..."

"Ah."

Lin Shiheng didn't move, just sneered slightly, and the cultivator who was still talking about the truth was already penetrated by spiritual power in his abdomen.

The body suddenly fell to the ground, already dead.

"When will I be afraid of people's words?"

He sneered, transformed into his true form and flew into the air again.

"According to my order, cultivators in the world of Cultivation kill monsters and beasts indiscriminately, cut off their vitality, and offend the Emperor of Heaven. From today on, all monsters and beasts will be moved out to form a realm of their own. Within ten thousand years, the Ascension Gate will not be open to the world of Cultivation."

Before the cultivators below could react, that cold and magnetic voice appeared in the ears of all the cultivators.

"kill!"

The heavenly soldiers who had followed the Emperor of Heaven to the battlefield of immortals and demons treated these cultivators who were only in the tribulation stage as easily as they dealt with ants.

It only took a moment for the cultivators who had stood aloof in the butcher's stance to fall to the ground.

There were also some cultivators who clearly had no ability to resist, but were let go by the heavenly soldiers. All the heavenly soldiers seemed to ignore them and ignored them.

Immortals can see cause and effect in their eyes. Cultivators who are let go like this are a rare species that have never harmed any living being.

When treating this rare species, the immortals don't mind being patronizing.

It is precisely because of these surviving cultivators, those who did not participate in the sect competition, that they know what happened.

That day was a scene that many monks could not forget.

The entire sky seemed to have been cut off, and even the earth was rumbled and cracked. There was a majestic spiritual power that separated humans and goblins. The humans went to the north, and the goblins went to the south.

This end-of-the-world shock did not harm any living beings, but it frightened many people.

They didn't know what happened that day until they arrived at the sect competition.

The monk offended the Emperor of Heaven and made the Emperor furious. The entire world of cultivation was divided into two halves, with one half inhabited by monsters and the other half inhabited by cultivators.

Within ten thousand years, cultivators in the world of cultivation will not be able to ascend.

The monsters that they once looked down upon or even didn't treat as living beings were assigned to the side with strong spiritual power. In the future, if animals and plants in the mortal world become spirits and ascend, they will also fly to the monster world and have nothing to do with their cultivation world. .

Those cultivators who used to kill monsters at will now also experienced the feeling of killing fish on the chopping board.

It's just that now it's useless to regret that I shouldn't push the monster too hard. I can only concentrate on practicing and hope that I can live ten thousand years later.

But in the end, they were deprived of the hope of ascending within ten thousand years. The cultivators gnashed their teeth with hatred for those monks who had angered the Emperor of Heaven. They were also worried that the Emperor of Heaven would still hold their grudges ten thousand years later. They wrote down their names overnight and engraved them on the Tianzhu. on, used to express the determination of these people not to be accepted by the world of cultivation.

It's just that no matter how much they do, the emperor and princess who have returned to heaven are too lazy to take a look again.

Shan Junqing had already guessed the ending when the Emperor of Heaven threw the four of them in the air without killing them.

He has always been smart and cruel, otherwise he would not have gone from a peasant boy without a father and mother to a high-ranking official in the imperial court, and then to an elder in the world of cultivation.

In the eyes of the dead cultivators, the Emperor of Heaven spared them by not killing the four of them.

But little did they know that the dead cultivators were the ones truly spared by the Emperor of Heaven.

In this world, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that life is worse than death.

Shan Junqing has already accepted his fate.

When he stabbed his wife in the heart with a knife, he should have known that such a day would come.

His obsession is to become an immortal.

But his wife is the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven.

Just like Lin Ning'an said, if he hadn't killed her, he would have become an immortal.

Shan Junqing couldn't explain what it felt like to have his obsession broken by his own hands. He only knew that it was very bitter, as if surrounded by bitterness, and it hurt so much that the person in pain was speechless.

His disciple, Shan Huaiyu, has become almost crazy.

This child who grew up under his personal guidance has the same obsession with becoming an immortal as he does.

What they fear most is not death, but the fact that they have personally wiped out the hope of becoming immortals.

Shan Junqing's guess was correct. The reason why Lin Shiheng kept them was to deal with them with a punishment more terrifying than death.

The fate of Zhang Zirou and his wife was quite simple. The Emperor of Heaven was in charge of the four realms, including the ghost realm.

They will be born in the mortal world as two deer, die soon after having their antlers cut off, and then be reincarnated and have their horns cut off again.

Death is not a single event for them, because they will not have the opportunity to drink Meng Po Soup. They can only watch themselves die, come back to life, and die again with their human memories soberly.

When death becomes reincarnation, no matter how painful it is, it is of no use.

Shan Junqing and Shan Huaiyu were also sent to the mortal world.

There is fairy grass in the heaven. If you eat it, you will live forever and live as long as heaven.

But it also has side effects. Practitioners with spiritual power cannot eat this immortal grass, nor can immortals with immortal essence eat it. Only mortals can eat it.

It's just that after eating it, your life will be long, but your body will not age.

They will age like normal humans, have illnesses, need cereals, sleep, and feel pain. Apart from being immortal, they will be no different from ordinary humans.

As good as it may sound, life always gets better as time goes by, even in old age.

But they were cursed by the Emperor of Heaven.

No matter how long it takes, no matter how eager they are, they are destined to be poor. They will not have more than enough money for one meal. They will pass by countless knowledge, but they will never remember that knowledge in their minds.

The body has completely turned into a mortal, unable to practice spiritual power, unable to use martial arts, and even the memories of how to practice have been blurred in his mind.

The only thing I remember is how majestic they were in the world of cultivation and how eager they were to become immortals.

Two elderly people who were in pain but could not die had to walk around the world on crutches.

Because once they stop, the curse will prevent them from getting the next meal at all, and they have to keep walking even if their feet are bloody and bloody.

Just a hundred years later, Shan Huaiyu went crazy.

Maybe being crazy is a good thing for him, Shan Junqing thought.

His eyes were numb, and his once handsome face was covered with wrinkles and dirt.

Shan Junqing also wants to be a lunatic like Shan Huaiyu.

That way, those memories of the past will not appear in his mind.

The memory of the world of cultivation gradually blurred, but the memory of the mortal world was clearly visible.

He once had a happy family.

The gentle wife looked at him with eyes full of love.

Everyone is envious of him.

He has a high official position and is admired by his wife.

But those were destroyed by his own hands.

Shan Junqing had a knife on him.

Every time he woke up from a nightmare, he inserted the knife into his heart like a self-torture, feeling the bone-piercing pain.

Was his wife like this that day?

He smiled foolishly and inserted the knife deeper.

He once thought he would never see his wife again, until once, when he was squatting by the wall with many beggars begging, Shan Junqing saw the woman with a bright smile.

A hundred years have passed, and she has grown up. Looking at the age of seventeen or eighteen, her smile is still as pure as in her memory.

Even though he has become a mortal, and even though he knows that there will be no chance, Shan Junqing still can't hold it back. Dragging his disabled leg, he moves carefully and tries to get closer to Lin Ning'an, hoping to hear her voice.

Fortunately, his ears are still very sensitive.

Lin Ning'an was followed by several guards. The leader of the guard followed behind him loyally and reminded: "Princess, it's time for Your Highness to wake up. Let's go back first."

Ever since the Emperor of Heaven and the eldest princess got into trouble one after another in the mortal world, the immortals who wanted to come to the mortal world to play have been more cautious. They did not just focus on cultivating spiritual power, but also occasionally practiced their skills to avoid being bullied by dogs in the mortal world. .

Lin Ning'an also practiced, and she did well. However, she is a princess. No matter how well she practices, she still has to be accompanied by guards when she comes to play in the mortal world. Even if there is any danger, it is enough for the guards to escort her back to the heaven.

"Just play a little longer. Daddy will take care of Yu'er."

Lin Ning'an hadn't played in the mortal world for a long time. Looking at the things around him, his eyes were full of novelty. He took a candied haws and put it in his mouth. After feeling the sweet and sour taste, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Buy this, I will bring it to Daddy and Yu'er."

The guard quickly gave some silver to the candied haws hawker and bought all the candied haws.

Shan Junqing looked at the woman with a bright smile almost greedily.

She is still so attractive.

A hundred years of regret made him subconsciously follow her every move.

Even though he knew that he was in a desperate situation, even though he knew that there would be a risk of being recognized, he still wanted to see her.

I want to say sorry to her.

Just as Shan Junqing was following him, a man in white clothes wearing a feather crown appeared in front of him. He was holding a child in his arms. He was about five or six years old. He was born with cute jade snow and was wearing luxurious clothes. He frowned and looked at Lin Ning'an with an unhappy face.

Lin Ning'an, who had been so happy just now, immediately felt guilty, smiled coquettishly, and walked up to the two of them.

"Dad, why did you bring Yu'er down? Didn't you say that he was too young to let him come?"

"I asked grandpa to bring me here!"

Yu'er had a serious face, "Mom always sneaks out to play by herself, and she even lies to me that she is learning to deal with government affairs. I will never believe you again."

"No, no, I didn't lie to Yu'er."

Lin Ning'an waved his hands awkwardly, "I am really dealing with political affairs, but those political affairs are too boring. As I looked at them, I just wanted to come down and play for a while. You see, my mother also brought you some candied haws."

"Liar, my mother said the same thing last time, and she ended up going to the demon world for a whole day before she came back."

"Mom is here to visit your Uncle Tiger. He is too old to even eat meat. I saw how pitiful he was, so I went to visit him."

"Uncle Tiger has long since gone without food and doesn't eat at all."

Lin Ning'an has been favored and pampered since she was brought back to heaven. She has become more and more childlike in nature. For a moment, she was blocked by her son and could not speak. She could only look for help at the sidelines watching the show. Dad.

Lin Shiheng smiled and handed the grandson in his arms to his daughter.

"Don't always think about fooling Yu'er. Although he is young, he is of true dragon blood. How can he be fooled as easily as a mortal child."

Lin Ning'an, who also has true dragon blood but has been deceived by his son countless times:...

"Okay, okay, you are so old and still have such a childish mentality. Now that you are here, let's have fun before going back today."

The family of three left happily, and the guards quickly followed behind them. No one paid attention to the mortal beggar behind them.

Shan Junqing sat on the ground blankly, hugging the crutch in his arms.

This was a locust tree branch. After he picked it up, he kept it by his side and used it as a crutch.

Occasionally, I would think of how his wife used locust flowers and elm money to make cakes and support him when he was poor.

No matter how painful my body is, or how turbulent my abdomen is, as long as I hug this crutch, I will still feel warm in my heart.

He persisted, and his wife still loved him.

Even if I hate him now, the cuteness cannot be eliminated.

Just like Shan Junqing himself, he has not been crazy in the past hundred years, relying on his longing and love for his wife.

But just now, the child called her: Mother.

Is she already married?

It looks like he is very happy.

Yes, her father is the Emperor of Heaven, and she has already ascended to heaven. She is a princess of heaven. If she gets married, her husband must be an immortal.

Shan Junqing lowered his head in a daze, looking at the shabby clothes on his body and the stench that could be smelled at the tip of his nose, and blood gradually overflowed from his mouth.

Should have expected it...

When he stabbed that knife into her heart, the love he thought he had was nothing.

But why does my heart hurt so much?

****

Lin Shiheng, the Emperor of Heaven, worked diligently for a few years at first, but when his grandson was born, he fell in love with wandering in all walks of life.

Lin Ning'an now didn't believe in love at all, but she also wanted a child, so Lin Shiheng encouraged her to learn from the Xiantian Emperor, pick one out of the chaos, and then give her his essence and blood.

He had gone through this process himself, so the birth of his grandson went smoothly.

Perhaps due to a genetic mutation, his grandson is different from his grandfather, the Silver Dragon Lady, in that he is a fire dragon.

Children who are brought out of chaos often have memories of being in chaos, but because they have been floating in chaos since they were born, those memories are often boring and boring. Therefore, in addition to being able to understand words from birth, These children are no different from ordinary children.

Fire Dragon Yu'er is a child who always likes to keep a straight face.

His favorite thing to do is to review memorials.

That's right, it's a memorial that can only be approved by the Emperor of Heaven.

This is a very enterprising dragon.

Unlike her grandparents who just want to have sex every day, Yu'er's ambition is to be the Emperor of Heaven.

His ambition meant he had to learn a lot.

Fortunately, there are many immortal officials in the heaven, and they have been committed to cultivating a qualified emperor.

Then, he was drained dry by the fire dragon who had a very high level of understanding.

When Yu'er was a hundred years old, she finally grew into a young man.

The immortal officials expressed their joy at this. Finally, they no longer had to stand in front of a white and tender dumpling that was less than half their height to report matters every time.

Yu'er aspires to be the Emperor of Heaven, so he is ready to compete with his mother.

He even made a long memorial, which was full of benefits if he became the Emperor of Heaven. In short, he would crush his mother in all aspects.

He never expected that before he presented the memorial to the Emperor of Heaven.

Grandpa abdicated the throne in favor of him.

And my mother, who had always said, "Yes, I want to be the Emperor of Heaven too," was full of joy and was ordering the immortal maids to clean up the fairy palace and prepare to welcome the new Emperor of Heaven.

Wait, we promised fair competition!

What kind of trouble is this person who can't wait to throw the position of Emperor of Heaven over?

Before taking the position of Emperor of Heaven, Yu'er always felt that her mother was a fool and could not deceive him.

Until he found out that his mother lied to him that she also wanted to be the emperor in order to make him competitive.

The succession ceremony of the new Emperor went smoothly.

After all, neither the Xiantian Emperor nor the half-Crown Princess have any objections. Although Xintiandi is young, his lethality is almost the same as his grandfather.

He is a good emperor who makes immortals feel at ease.

Yu'er has been managing Tianjie diligently. Even though he watches his grandfather and mother playing around every day, his professionalism remains strong.

He is an enterprising dragon!

Another hundred years later, grandpa is leaving.

It’s not that I’m going to die, I’m just going to travel around and never come back.

My mother was very sad about this. After all, she had always been pampered by her grandfather. Even though she was hundreds of years old, she was still as carefree as a child.

Yu'er comforted her seriously.

He always thought that his mother was a silly person, but what his grandfather told him about the past before he left made him realize that his mother was a silly person who had suffered a lot.

In the past, Yu'er had always wondered why her mother, who was a princess in heaven, was developed with such a temperament.

Shouldn't we cultivate excellence that belongs to our heirs?

When Yu'er knew those past events, it became clear.

For grandpa, as long as mother is healthy, everything will be fine.

All she needs to do is be the most chic and cheerful princess, and her grandfather will naturally take care of the rest.

But now, it was up to him to resist.

He will replace his grandfather and take good care of his mother, so that all the hardships and sorrows will never find her.

After saying goodbye, Lin Shiheng did not leave this world immediately, but really started to play around.

I have to say, this feeling of traveling around the world and seeing all the beautiful scenery is really great.

He waited until he had played through the five realms before he left this world with satisfaction.

Vacation is really refreshing.

Standing in the white space, Lin Shiheng stretched, blurring the emotions of this world.

"System, continue the mission."

****

When he opened his eyes again, there was a green curtain in front of him.

There was something hanging from his waist, and underneath was a group of people wearing ancient costumes holding various weapons. A little further away, there were many modern people holding equipment.

Lin Shiheng squinted his eyes slightly, and his brain quickly absorbed the memory. After the middle-aged man wearing a hat below said the beginning, he immediately jumped off the curtain, brandished his sword in his hand and began to "fight" with the group of people underground.

He was light in stature, dressed in white, and his movements were smooth and full of beauty. After a pile of "corpses" fell on the ground, the director holding a small speaker called out with satisfaction.

"This was a good shot. I missed a few shots just now. Let's try it again and do it the same way."

Lin Shiheng remained silent and allowed the staff to untie the wires from his waist. He returned to the top of the green curtain and jumped down again to "fight" again.

The director was very satisfied with the fight scene and filmed it three times before announcing that Lin Shiheng's scene was over for today.

The assistant on the side quickly came over and handed him a bottle of water while the staff was untying the wire, "Brother Shi, drink water."

Lin Shiheng took the water, took a few sips, put it back, moved his shoulders and asked, "Am I not going to have a part in the show today?"

"No, Brother Shi, do you want to go back and take a rest? I ordered takeout, it will arrive in a while."

Lin Shiheng nodded and went into the cloakroom to change out of his fairy-like clothes.

Obviously, he's an actor.

Currently being filmed is a costume fairy tale drama, in which he plays the third male lead.

Although he is the third male lead, the character of this character is very good. After this drama is released, he will suddenly become famous.

But this sudden popularity did not make him very happy for the original owner.

The original owner is currently a little transparent person that no one knows, the kind that no one can recognize when walking on the street without wearing a mask.

And the reason why he was treated like an assistant, a nanny car, and a large single apartment was because he was actually the illegitimate son of a wealthy family.

Although his father has no intention of recognizing him back, he is still his own flesh and blood. If you want to go to the entertainment industry, then go for it, because you are a newcomer and don’t have good scripts to choose from? Then spend money and bring capital into the group.

In short, in addition to giving him an identity, his wealthy father did give him everything he could.

The original owner was very happy until his drama was aired.

He did a very good job indeed. The third male lead is a gentle and elegant character who is well-read in poetry and books. He is a fan-favorite character who must learn whatever he wants to learn.

The original owner brought this character to life.

Therefore, many fans poured into his Weibo, and more praises were piled on him. Coupled with the operation of his wealthy father, for a time, he was in the limelight.

But soon, along with the popularity came the pain of having everything he said and did in front of the camera.

Almost all the fans came for the character he played. When everyone called him, most people called the character's name instead of his own name.

If it were other artists, they might not think it was a big deal. They were just doing it to make money and support their families. For the money, they were just called the character's name. What's the big deal?

But the original owner was not short of money, because he knew that he was an illegitimate child since he was a child. No matter how good his relationship with his father was, he could not call him daddy in a dignified way. He was full of inferiority in his heart.

He desperately wants to be a person that everyone likes.

Unfortunately, the character he plays is, but he himself is not.

When those who paid attention to him for the character found that he was completely different from the character, not gentle, well-read, and did not have all the good qualities of the character, they were disappointed.

The more this disappointment is felt, the more painful the original owner becomes.

He desperately wanted to be that character.

But he can learn that kind of temperament and that kind of demeanor, but he can't let himself become the character itself.

Until finally, he did something crazy.

He fell in love with the artist who played his wife in the play.

To be precise, he thought he should fall in love with that artist.

It wouldn't matter if he just loved her, but he thought wholeheartedly that he should be with that artist and did something irreversible.

The artist has a husband and children, and she is not the kind of person who agrees to do anything just for the sake of power. After rejecting the original owner, her child was kidnapped by the original owner.

No one knew whether he was crazy or not. Even in the face of the police's dragnet, he persistently called the female artist and asked her to agree to marry him.

In order to stabilize him, the female artist agreed.

He thought he could save the child in this way, but when he was ecstatically taking the child into the car and planning to come find her, a car accident happened on the road and both of them died on the spot.

A family was torn apart.

【Ding! This world mission: Protect Ren Qiaoqiao, side mission, please let everyone think that you like the person you protect. 】

Ren Qiaoqiao is the female artist who innocently lost her child.

And her husband is still a good friend of the original owner.

Lin Shiheng was a little surprised by this side task. He was asked to protect it and also expressed his love for it.

Is this encouraging him to exploit the corner?

If you do this kind of thing, isn't the system afraid of being struck by lightning?

After thinking for a few seconds, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It turns out that this world has to be played like this...

***

"Congratulations on wrapping up!!"

The glasses clinked together, and the three handsome-looking people drank the wine in the glasses with a smile.

"Shi Heng, what are you going to do next? Will you continue to take on roles? My agent told me yesterday that Director Zhang will be filming a modern drama soon and is preparing to audition. Do you want to give it a try?"

As Chen Hao spoke, he took another sip of wine, his eyes full of envy, "That's good for you. If you go, Director Zhang will definitely agree."

After all, in this money-oriented society, bringing capital into a group is a kind of confidence in itself.

"I'm not going, I have to take it easy first."

Lin Shiheng smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, "I can't get out of this movie, so I need to see a psychiatrist."

Chen Hao was startled and quickly looked at his friend with concern: "Damn it, don't scare me. There was news the day before yesterday that a foreign star got into depression while filming."

Ren Qiaoqiao on the side was also full of worries, but she quickly relaxed and said, "It shouldn't be a big deal. Your character can be considered a happy ending with a happy beginning and an end. I also read the news. The role I took was depressed and I couldn't get out of it. , just go find a psychiatrist and take a good look.”

Although she is young, she also made her debut as a child star and has seen much more in the entertainment industry than the two newbies, Chen Hao and Lin Shiheng.

"I think so too."

Having said that, the wry smile on Lin Shiheng's lips did not fall away at all, "I have been dreaming recently, and I dream that I am Yi Qing. If I don't finish it, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

"Then why are you still drinking? Okay, okay, don't drink anymore. It's better to get treatment as soon as possible. It's not a good thing to get too involved in the drama."

Of course Chen Hao and his brother of four years had a good relationship. When he heard this, he couldn't drink anymore. He got up and went outside to ask his assistant to see Lin Shiheng off.

"Okay, I'll leave now. I'll come back to congratulate you after your scenes are finished."

"Fuck you, you still have to come after the filming is over."

Several people chatted and laughed as they watched Lin Shiheng get into the nanny car.

Unexpectedly, until the filming was completed, Lin Shiheng would not be seen again.