Song Wei was woken up early in the morning by the ringing of his mobile phone.

He picked up his phone and looked at it, it was not yet seven o'clock.

"Hey." Song Weiwei sat up and answered the phone with half-squinted eyes.

"Weiwei, your cousin is dying."

Song Wei's mother and words made Song Wei wake up suddenly.

"Mom, tell me again, what the hell is going on?"

Song Wei's mother said while crying: "Last night, your uncle pushed your cousin to do an inspection, and the elevator broke down......

Song Wei's face changed after hearing this.

He hurriedly got dressed and got up: "Mom, don't worry, where are you, I'll go over in a while." ”

Song Wei's mother said an address.

Hearing this address, Song Wei hurriedly checked today's work and found that the shooting task assigned to him was three o'clock in the afternoon, and he could spare time in the morning.

He made an appointment for an online car-hailing, put on his clothes and shoes, and went to Gu Qingluo.

Gu Qingluo got up early to cultivate, and then she slept again, and before she woke up, she heard a knock on the door.

"Qingluo, Qingluo, are you awake?"

Gu Qingluo sat up: "Wait a minute, I'll come out immediately." ”

She changed her clothes and opened the door while tying her hair.

When the door opened, Song Wei saw Gu Qingluo, who had a plain face and hair that was a little scattered.

To be honest, he was a little impressed.

But the most important thing now is Zhou Yang's matter, and he can't care about a lot of anxious questions: "My mother called and said that my cousin is dying, what the hell is going on?" ”

Gu Qingluo laughed after hearing this: "It's just a backlash." ”

Belch?

Song Wei didn't quite understand.

Gu Qingluo brought it to the door: "Say downstairs." ”

The two men went downstairs one after the other.

Downstairs, the new male guest finally waited for someone, so he got up and said hello: "Hello." ”

Song Wei was startled when he saw a person popping up from downstairs.

Gu Qingluo's expression was as usual: "Hello." ”

She sat on the sofa, Song Wei heard her voice a little hoarse, and quickly poured a glass of water and brought it over.

Gu Qingluo took the water cup and took a sip of water: "He secretly changed your life, and now your real life is covered by me, he will naturally be counterattacked, not only him, but also the people who help him cheat." ”

As soon as Gu Qingluo finished saying this, a middle-aged man who was still in a car to the hospital hundreds of miles away covered his chest violently, his body trembled violently, and his face suddenly turned iron-blue, as if he was suffocated and couldn't breathe.

"Master." A young man in his early twenties beside him was frightened and hurriedly helped him: "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

The middle-aged man wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

He shouted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and when the blood spurted out, the whole person froze on the ground.

"Master." The young man screamed in fright, hugging the middle-aged man while trying to call an ambulance.

The middle-aged man gasped: "Don't." ”

Don't finish two words, he's getting old at a rate that's visible to the naked eye.

First of all, the flesh on the face became less, the cheeks collapsed, and then the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and mouth increased one by one, the black hair on the head turned white, and the body that originally looked tough and upright also fell down, and in less than a minute, the middle-aged man became an old man, and the whole person seemed to have shrunk a circle.

"Master." His disciples were so frightened that their hands began to tremble, and they didn't know what to do.

"It's backlash." The old man, who had turned into an old man, said in a hoarse old voice: "A long time ago, I did a bad thing, and after so many years, I am about to forget about it, who knows...... It's really people watching the sky, and no one can spare it. ”

He seemed to think of something: "Go back, we can't take care of this matter, let's go back." ”

The disciple said to the driver sitting in the front seat, "Turn around and go back." ”

The master was already very tired when he said these words, and he leaned on his disciple's shoulder: "I can't do it anymore, go back, I'll explain the rest to you." ”

"Master." His disciple was full of fear and sadness, and tears fell down his eyes: "Master, you'll be fine, you, you're okay, I don't know what to do......"

At this time, the phone rang very suddenly.

The disciple took his mobile phone and connected it.

A somewhat familiar voice sounded: "Master, where have you been?" My son is dying, you have to ......"

The disciple wiped a handful of tears: "What is urging, my master has been counterattacked, it is all you...... If I hadn't done things for you, my master wouldn't have ......."

He couldn't say any more, and abruptly hung up the phone.

In the living room of the romantic cottage, Gu Qingluo asked which hospital Zhou Yang was in, what a coincidence, this hospital happened to be near the land temple that Gu Qingluo received, which was within the jurisdiction of her priesthood, so she took out the life book to check, and said to Song Wei after checking: "Your cousin can't die for a while, and he hasn't met enough unlucky things, how can he die so easily, at most he is half-dead......"

Song Weixin said that it was better to die.

He was happy and a little sad at this moment.

"If you want to see it, go there." Gu Qingluo saw Song Wei's thoughts: "Pay attention on the road, it's best to get back a little bit of your cousin's hair or blood, let's go back and exchange your true destiny back." ”

"Okay." Song Wei answered, he got up and walked out.

As soon as he left, the male guest who had just arrived came over.

"Hello, I'm Kang Cheng."

Gu Qingluo got up with a smile and shook Kang Cheng's hand: "Gu Qingluo." ”

"I know you." Kang Cheng looked at Gu Qingluo: "It's normal to look at you now, I really don't understand why you wear such strange clothes?" If you want to be ugly or weird to drain traffic, you don't have to, your figure and appearance are very good, if you regulate it well, you can become the hottest clothing blogger on the whole network. ”

Belch?

Gu Qingluo frowned when she heard this.

This man is sick.

She didn't know him well, how could she say such a thing?

Besides, what's wrong with her outfit?

She thinks it's beautiful.

What do you mean by ugly and weird?

What's ugly about her? What's weird?

Gu Qingluo instantly lost her face: "I don't seem to worry about it, just take care of your own one-third of an acre, don't care what others do, if you are really idle and have nothing to do, you can plant trees and engage in environmental protection, or go to teach and engage in public welfare, wouldn't it be better than discussing dressing with me now." ”

Turning around, Gu Qingluo walked directly to the kitchen.

She's really hungry.

"Mr. Kang, I give you a word of advice, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and don't care about the frost on the tiles of others."

Kang Cheng's face changed all of a sudden.

He wanted to reply a few words, but he thought that a big man and a small woman really lost their identity, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

But he was still holding his breath.