The huge roar resounded in the sky, Zhang Zizai and the others stood in the distance, watching the plane slowly climb into the sky with a long line, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The irrelevant people have finally been cleaned up, and the next good show is time to stage.

Although Zhang Zizi was very puzzled why he had to act in such a play first, send all the accompanying audience away, and leave Jin Lian alone.

After all, in his impression, such a romantic confession lacks the audience, just like the lack of garlic when drinking coffee, and the lack of bed when filming bed* scenes.

The foreign Taoist priest said coldly and disdainfully: "You just stand on the street with a loudspeaker and shout, let the whole world know that you are going to become a living ghost, and stage a big drama of confession of the dead, to ensure that you can become an instant hit and dominate today's hot search." ”

Bai Maruko: "I don't know if I can't get on the hot search, anyway, it's absolutely no problem to be arrested for an autopsy study or something." ”

Zhang Zizai slapped his head violently and suddenly realized.

If the aunts knew about this kind of 'feudal superstition' activity of ghost confession, when the time came to pass it casually when dancing in the square, rubbing hemp, taking grandchildren or walking the dog, it was estimated that it would not take a week for him to be invited to tea by the legendary dragon group or something.

Never ignore the mouths of aunts, they are the only ones in the world who spread faster than the Internet.

After the aunt group left, several people walked towards the small black house.

The foreign Taoist priest walked in with a stack of documents, leaned into Ao Bing's ear and whispered a few words.

Ao Bing's expression was exaggerated, and he shouted in a stiff tone: "How is it possible?"

Seriously, he really didn't act as good as himself.

Ao Bing said embarrassedly to Jin Lian, who was trembling by him: "Eldest sister, I'm sorry, we made a mistake, the problematic box we checked out was not yours, and now that person has been controlled by us, you can go." ”

Jin Lian cried with a sad face: "My plane was missed, where do you let me go?"

Ao Bing: "Then it's not our problem, you go to the airport staff to discuss this." "After that, put on a pretense that it doesn't matter to you, and get up and leave.

The foreign Taoist priest on the side grabbed him and quietly discussed with him.

After a while, Ao Bing snorted coldly and walked away.

And the foreign Taoist priest turned his head, smiled at Jin Lian with a bright face, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, this time the incident is our fault, please forgive me, in order to apologize, we have arranged a special plane for you to return home." ”

Jin Lian held the hand of the foreign Taoist priest and thanked him again and again, and her whole face bloomed with joy.

A minute later, the foreign Taoist priest used all his strength before he pulled out his hand, wiped the saliva dripping on his hand vigorously, and said to Jin Lian with a smile: "Please come with me, I will arrange for you to board the plane." ”

Jin Lian wiped her mouth in embarrassment: "Okay, good!"

Then he said with a disappointed face, "Aren't you going to board with me?"

The foreign Taoist smiled helplessly, and walked with Jin Lian to the "boarding channel" that they had arranged in advance. ”

In the passage, Jin Lian saw the romantic scene carefully arranged by Zhang Zizai, and her eyes immediately turned red.

Rose petals everywhere paved a long road, and under the faint fragrance of flowers, vivid portraits of golden lotuses were pasted on the walls on both sides.

Zhang Zizai bent down and stretched out his hand, making a look of invitation, motioning for her to watch it herself.

Jin Lian paced with broken steps, her eyes full of tears and admired the paintings that contained stories.

The first painting is a pure and lovely little girl, standing at the window with a blushing face, about to close the window, downstairs on the street, a boy is looking up at the girl upstairs.

The painting reads:

When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, I passed by the downstairs of your house and was hit by a wooden stick that you accidentally threw down. I looked up, and when I saw you for the first time, I was amazed.

"I'll go! Isn't this the story of the Ximen officials and Jin Lian?" Zhang Zizi whispered on the side.

Bai Maruko scolded: "Don't interject, it's ruining the atmosphere and I want you to look good!"

Zhang Zizai shook his head helplessly and said no more.

Jin Lian cried and walked to the second pair, only to see that it was written:

When I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, I will never forget that day. You were crying quietly in the toilet, and the paper was snatched by the classmates in the next class, I mustered up the courage to rush in and tear off my homework book for you, your shy eyes are the most beautiful picture I have ever seen. Although I was penalized for not turning in my homework the next day, it was not enough to please you.

Jin Lian burst into tears and laughed, covered her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Peeked at someone's ass, and I was embarrassed to say that it was a hero saving beauty!"

Then in the third picture, a man in the picture angrily presses another under him and beats him hard.

When I was in junior high school, I taught him a hard lesson for you. Although I learned afterwards that it was just your trick and not enough, I don't regret it. I am satisfied to be able to contribute even a little bit to your happiness.

When Jin Lian saw this, she was already crying into tears, and she couldn't cry anymore.

In this way, each picture scroll tells a story, and Jin Lian shuttles through the picture scroll step by step, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

Accompanied by every story, from the old pervert and Jin Lian's acquaintance and acquaintance, to every day and night that the old pervert spent with her.

Until Jin Lian got married and had children, from then on, the picture became a far corner.

Jin Lian and her husband Lang love the cave room candle night.

Jin Lian lovingly sat in the yard and breastfed the child.

Jin Lian took the child by the hand and sent him to kindergarten with joy.

Every painting is a bit of life, but behind every painting, there is a man, hiding under a tree in the distance, behind a window or on a telephone pole, staring at it stupidly.

Jin Lian was moved to tears, but Zhang Zizi was shocked into a cold sweat as if watching a horror movie.

After all, no matter what you do, you always have a pair of eyes staring at you in a dark place, except for the strange thing like Jin Lian, anyone's first feeling is horror rather than romance!

Zhang Zizi turned his head, but saw Bai Maruko take out a handkerchief and gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Looking at Ao Bing again, Mu Neru also choked up.

The foreign Taoist priest was even worse, he was already quietly standing in the corner at this moment, and sent a message to Xia Xue: "I love you!

Well, it turns out that these people around me are wonderful.

Or, they're all normal, and they are.

In this way, a man waited for Jin Lian's life alone from his perspective, until the last picture, the old pervert was put into a coffin and finally returned to dust.

In the picture scroll, Jin Lian howled and cried. Beside him, a vague figure flickered, anxiously trying to wipe the tears from her face.

"That's too fake, isn't it? There's a funeral there, I fished him out of a dung pit!"

Bai Maruko rolled her eyes at him: "What do you know, this is called being from reality and higher than reality...... it! Hurry on! It's time for you to make a big move!"

The foreign Taoist priest nodded, took out an amulet and shook it in the air.

Suddenly the golden light was shining, and the old pervert Chen Weimin appeared handsomely in front of Jin Lian in a white suit.

The old pervert took the ring that Ao Bing prepared for her, knelt on one knee, looked at Jin Lian affectionately and said: "Jin Lian, for so many years, I have never spilled my heart like you because of the constraints of the world, today, are you willing to accept my love?"

Jin Lian was startled, looked at the old pervert and said, "You're not dead?"

Zhang Zizai stood up and said the only line in this film that he had been preparing for a long time (this line was bribed from Leon with two boxes of cigarettes): "It's not a question of death or not, love or not love is." ”

Jin Lian looked at everything in front of her and looked embarrassed: "How do I love him?"

Bai Maruko smiled: "Why can't you, love can ignore age, regardless of race, and even across life and death!"

After speaking, he also glanced at Zhang Zizi meaningfully.

This guy didn't react, and he was staring at the big diamond ring at the moment!

Idiot!

Jin Lian: "Actually, I always knew that he liked me, but ...... But ......"

Old pervert: "What else can it be! I've already confessed to you, can't you still feel my sincerity to you?"

Jin Lian's little face turned red, and she waved her hand again and again: "But we really can't be together!"

The old pervert shook his head and refused to accept it: "Why?

"Oops...... Don't make a fuss, cousin!"