"A hundred years ago, the White Lotus Sect advocated Taibao, and he was killed, and he issued the most vicious curse before he died, and the people who killed him, their children and grandchildren will be entangled by the curse......"

“…… That night, the door was suddenly blown open, but there was no one at the door, only a meow was heard, ......"

In the pavilion where he was drunk and dreamed of death, he laughed at He Xiaomei and Yan Sanniang, telling stories.

"Don't say it," Liu Sisi hugged her arm, she was most afraid of these ghost stories.

Zhou Jin shook the folding fan and said softly: "The legend of a hundred years ago, do you believe it?"

"It's better to believe it than not to believe it," Liu Sisi said: "Besides, today is the Yu Lan Festival." ”

"Hey, I forgot if you didn't say it," Huo Jianhua got up and took a cup, "Hiss~" He suddenly covered his mouth.

"Ka, what's wrong?" Li Jianguo's voice came over the walkie-talkie.

Huo Jianhua's mouth was filled with a burst of sour water, and he said, "It's okay, it's just a little ~ vomiting, sour." ”

Liu Sisi and Zhou Jin glanced at each other, covered their mouths and snickered.

"Get ready, Action!"

Huo Jianhua continued to perform, he poured the wine in the cup on the ground, and said something in his mouth, "Brothers, it's just like this once a year, everyone have a toast......"

Zhou Jin said: "When did you become so superstitious?"

Huo Jianhua sat back and said, "Listen to me, the Yu Lan Festival is a festival for good friends to return to the sun, as long as you don't do bad things, there's nothing to be afraid of." ”

"That's true," Zhou Jin immediately agreed, "If you want me to say, it must be that Sanniang has done too much, and I'm afraid that my friends will come to collect debts." ”

Liu Sisi raised his hand and was about to fight, "Okay, you Meimei, I'll kill you first, and you will collect debts." ”

Huo Jianhua smiled and said: "Everyone has the heart of jealousy and fear of ghosts, so ah, those who are deceived and abducted, under the guise of ghosts and gods, can succeed repeatedly." ”

This sentence basically set the tone for this story.

While the three of them were chatting, Shi Xingyu ran in and said, "Xiaomei, Xiaomei, your grandfather is here." ”

Zhou Jin said: "I have been dependent on my mother since I was a child, where did I come from? Okay, they all deceived me......

"No," Shi Xingyu said hurriedly, "Go and take a look." ”

Zhou Jin put away the folding fan, "I want to see who it is." ”

During the conversation, a very beautiful woman walked over with an old man dressed luxuriously.

"May I ask if you are Mr. He Yunhu?" the woman saw Zhou Jin at a glance and stepped forward to ask.

Zhou Jin's eyes were stunned, surprised and wary, "How do you know?"

"Then may I ask, why did you use the pseudonym He Xiaomei?" the woman asked again.

Zhou Jin didn't answer, and the folding fan opened with a "snap".

He was scrutinizing the woman in front of him.

His real name is known only to his mother, and his mother has long since passed away, how does the woman in front of him know?

The woman smiled lightly and said, "My name is Su Ying." ”

"Meimei, your original name is Yunhu?" Liu Sisi ran over and asked with his arms around his neck.

In the play, the relationship between He Xiaomei and Yan Sanniang is more like a best friend.

Zhou Jin put away the fan, his eyes fluctuated, and said, "Xiaomei is my mother's name." ”

"Xiaomei, yes, Xiaomei......" the old man finally spoke tremblingly, "you are exactly the same as Xiaomei before." ”

"Do you know my mother?" Zhou Jin walked quickly in front of him.

"Ahem," the old man coughed violently, trembling.

Huo Jianhua took a step forward and said, "Xiaomei, quickly help the old gentleman to the pavilion." ”

Several people hurriedly helped the old man into the pavilion and sat down, Zhou Jin touched his pulse and said, "Listen to your cough, it should be a perennial breath, it's okay, right?"

Lung cancer, also known as lung accumulation, is lung cancer if it is severe.

The old man probably won't live long.

Su Ying patted the old man's back and said to Zhou Jin: "Mr. He, we are looking for a person named He Yunhu, can you tell me about your background?"

Zhou Jin didn't answer, just looked at her quietly.

He Xiaomei was originally very feminine, but at this time, all his pretentious postures were reined in.

In Zhou Jin's setting, family is very important to He Xiaomei.

Seeing that Zhou Jin still didn't believe her, Su Ying turned around and said a few words to the old man.

The old man took out half a green jade pendant from his arms, Zhou Jin's eyes were not calm for a moment, he stared at the jade pendant, his chest rose and fell slightly.

"Xiaomei?" Liu Sisi said with concern.

Zhou Jin took out the other half from his arms and put them together, which happened to be a pair.

Speaking of this pair of jade pendants, it's a big deal.

Sedum and Xuejian, Tang Yu Xiaobao and Anu all use this pair.

"It's this, it's this......" The old man burst into tears.

Su Ying also said excitedly: "What a price we have paid to finally find you, cousin." ”

"Cousin?" Zhou Jin hesitated.

He Xiaomei has been dependent on his mother since he was a child, and after his mother died, he has been lonely.

For these relatives, he was both curious and a little repulsed.

First, he very much hopes to find his relatives, and second, he is in the rivers and lakes, so he naturally has to pay more attention.

Zhou Jin's acting, what he hates most is those exaggerated expressions, he has always liked to use his eyes and body language to convey emotions.

I saw Zhou Jin standing there, looking calm on the surface, but then the folding fan in his hand was slightly deformed, and there were green tendons on his hands.

Apparently due to overexertion.

The photographer captured this detail accurately, from a close-up of his hand and slowly moving up to his gaze.

"Yes, yes, next. Li Jianguo was very satisfied.

In his opinion, Zhou Jin's performance was tepid, but very accurate.

And he knows how to use props, a folding fan, which he plays very skillfully.

As soon as it opens and closes, the emotions of the characters are fully expressed.

In contrast, the actress Lu Yi, who played Su Ying, had a pair of eyes wide open, like a dead fish, half a cut worse than Liu Sisi.

After a few moments, the shooting continued.

Lu Yiyi: "This is the century-old family of Jin Province, Mr. He Dong, I am his granddaughter, that is, your cousin." ”

"You are the eleventh generation of our He family, He Yunhu, and the century-old inheritance of our He family will be inherited by you. ”

"Legacy?" Zhou Jin gradually became excited, "How many?"

If the relatives who just met are not enough to impress him, plus the inheritance, then it is appropriate.

"Ahem, cough," the old man was coughing again, and said, "Twenty-five years ago, your father died, and your mother took you to say goodbye without saying goodbye, and your brother and I have been in poor health, and the family is not doing well." ”

The old man took a breath, and then said: "Over the years, half of the family's income has been used to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and in order to treat your brother's illness, I have spent a lot of money looking for you everywhere, cough cough cough cough ......"

Zhou Jin opened the folding fan with a "snap", and held it across his chest, and was a little guarded, "Just say how much is left." ”

Don't make a lot of debts, you want me to go back and pay it back, but there is no door.

Lu Yi appeased the old man and said casually: "There is not much left, there are probably five million taels." ”

Five million taels?!

That's not much.

Zhou Jin's breathing was a little shorter, and his eyes lit up.

Lu Yi continued: "The ancestors of the He family left five gold mines, and no one is allowed to mine them without the permission of the head of the He family, and they are all inherited by you." ”

"Inheritance, hurry up and inherit, go back and inherit now......" Zhou Jin took the old man's hand, so excited that he couldn't do it.

This is the real home mine.

Gold Mine!

"Good, good grandson," said the old man, too, pleased.

Then as soon as he vomited blood, burp ~ hung up.