Yang Zhou thought he was afraid, and he was inward-looking: "If you leave now, I can blame everything that just happened." ”

Xie Qinci ignored him, beckoned, and Zhou Huaxu walked over.

"Do you want to splash?"

The cup was handed in front of him.

Zhou Huaxu stared at the cup fixedly.

Does he want to?

He thought!

Four years of pain turned into deep resentment, Zhou Huaxu stared at the people on the ground, and anger rose from the bottom of his heart little by little.

Why wouldn't he want to?

It's just a glass of water, and hasn't he suffered enough over the years?

The mocking gaze, the slap that fell on the face, the cold sewage......

How many sins did he suffer because of this man?

His reputation was ruined, his star was ruined, his career was ruined, everything was ruined.

"Zhou Huaxu, what are you doing?!" Yang Zhou watched him take the cup and couldn't believe it, "I helped you so much, why do you want to unite with outsiders to fix me?!" ”

The wine woke up, the sluggish thinking ability returned, Yang Zhou is also a person who is used to seeing storms in the entertainment industry, looking at Zhou Huaxu's obedience to Xie Qin's words, he still doesn't understand, he was calculated.

"You splashed me with dirty water so many times, and I paid you back once, it's not too much to think about." After speaking, Zhou Huaxu splashed the water in his hand on Yang Zhou's face.

With a burst of cold water, Yang Zhou became more and more sober: "You know? ”

He thought that Zhou Huaxu might have known that he was calculating him and Xie Qinci, so he would join Xie Qinci to make himself ugly.

"Don't be deceived by outsiders, I have never harmed you, this time it's ......"

"You've never hurt him, and you can say it." Xie Qin sneered.

"You-" Yang Zhou's voice was blocked in his throat halfway through the scolding words.

He saw a black shadow rise behind Xie Qinci, the black shadow spreading, and the light in the room dimmed, as if swallowed by darkness.

Countless pitch-black tentacles stretched out from the darkness, waving wildly, filling the entire space like the terrifying Lord of the Old Days descending.

"What the hell are you?!" Yang Zhou's pupils contracted violently under extreme fear, his adrenaline soared to the extreme, and his face became more and more red.

The lights in the room dimmed suddenly, and Xie Qinci also saw the shadow of the waving tentacles.

Xie Qinci: ???

What is it?

"Master Xie, ...... behind you," Zhou Huaxu's frightened voice came.

Xie Qin turned his head.

A black lump full of tentacles, fangs and claws came into view.

Xie Qinci: ". ”

It's time to give Black Tuo Tuo Ring cartoons.

Chapter 60

Not far away, on the TV, there is a cartoon of the protagonist group fighting the octopus monster.

Behind him, the black lump turned into a large flowing black mist, and from time to time a few tentacles stretched out from the black mist, and the perspective effect was amazing.

The meaning of learning and using now is obvious.

Xie Qinci grabbed the troublesome black lump with his backhand, rubbed it and kneaded it into a ball.

Seeing that Xie Qinci easily subdued the terrifying black shadow, the fear in Yang Zhou's heart was even greater.

He had been in contact with that world, so he knew how strange and difficult the power of that world was.

What is Xie Qinci's identity?

Since you have such strength, why do you want to be a little star in the entertainment industry?!

"Zhou Huaxu entrusted me to retrieve the stolen luck for him."

Under extreme fright, Yang Zhou's mind was lost, which was just convenient for Xie Qinci's next move.

Xie Qin took a step forward, Yang Zhou moved back in horror, invisible power locked on him, and he felt that something was being sucked away from the depths of his soul little by little.

"No, no—" Yang Zhou's face was hideous, desperately trying to stop the flow of this force.

But, in vain.

After all, the looted things are not their own, and sooner or later they will be returned to their original owners.

Zhou Huaxu was stunned and looked at the scene in front of him.

A warm current swept through him.

He was wrapped in the warm air currents, and his whole body relaxed, and in the same way, a black mist was drawn from his body.

The black lump was pinched into a ball and bounced around on the ground, occasionally swallowing two mouthfuls of black mist while Xie Qin was not paying attention.

The bad luck, malice, and other negative existences that the world avoids are just different foods for Heituotuo.

You can eat it all.

Xie Qinci saw it, but he didn't see it, and let it go.

"Don't! Don't come near me! Yang Zhou kicked his legs and moved back desperately, trying to prolong the time that the black mist was close to him.

"Xie Qinci, no, Master Xie, please, don't let them get close to me, as long as you agree, I can do anything!" Seeing that the escape was fruitless, Yang Zhou crawled to Xie Qinci's legs.

He clearly realized that the only person who could help him at the moment was Xie Qinci.

Xie Qinci lowered his eyes and looked at him with an embarrassed appearance, and the emotion in his eyes was uncertain.

"Really, Master Xie, as long as you are willing to help me this time, I am willing to do my best to provide you with good resources, not only resources, whatever you want, I can find ...... for you"

Yang Zhou didn't notice that the speed at which the black mist approached slowed down.

Zhou Huaxu stood aside and opened his mouth, he naturally didn't want Xie Qinci to help Yang Zhou, but if Xie Qinci was really moved by Yang Zhou's words, in what capacity could he stop it?

Xie Qinci felt Zhou Huaxu's desire to speak and stopped.

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

"Yes, yes." Like a drowning man grasping the last straw, Yang Zhou nodded vigorously.

"Then tell me, what method did you use to replace Zhou Huaxu's luck." Xie Qinci walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

The black lump rolled into the black fog and feasted.

Xie Qinci hooked it with his toes, hooked it out, put it behind him, and leaned against it as a cushion.

Hei Tuo Tuo seemed to be stupid, he was squeezed into a flat piece, Xie Qinci knocked it with his backhand, Hei Tuo Tuo reacted, followed the example of the pillow next to him, and made himself bulging, making Xie Qinci more comfortable.

When it's hot, when the cushions are good.

Xie Qinci thought to himself.

Yang Zhou glanced at the black mist floating in the air a few steps away from him, as if he had pressed the pause button, and swallowed: "I ......"

"You'd better not be cautious, if the answer doesn't satisfy me, it's bad luck ......"

"I say, I say."

"Five years ago, I got a statue of the god, and the person who sold it told me that if I made a wish on the idol, I could make it if I was sincere."

Yang Zhou will be skeptical.

At that time, he was just a poor boy who had been struggling in the entertainment industry for a few years but had achieved something, what was his greatest wish? It's red, and the redder the better.

He is fed up with the days when he has to nod his head when he sees everyone, and he is fed up with the days when even a small star who is not famous can put on a face in front of him, he wants to be popular! You have to trample on the soles of your feet all these people who look down on you!

The obsession became deeper and deeper, Yang Zhou didn't see it, a black thread spread out from the god's body, and one end was tied to him.

In the evening, Yang Zhou learned from the artists of the same company that Zhou Huaxu had taken over a new drama with a big production, and he was afraid that he would be even more popular in the future, and the jealousy in his heart poured out like a flood.

He thought, why is it Zhou Huaxu every time?

They obviously debuted at the same time, why did Zhou Huaxu's star journey rise to heaven like the sun, and he could only survive at the bottom?

Unwilling to be like a wild weed swept over him.

Half-asleep and half-awake, he heard a voice that flickered far and near, and he couldn't distinguish between man and woman, and he couldn't identify himself.

The voice seemed to come from a long distance, and it seemed to be in the ear, with endless bewitchment.

He said: "You have a very poor life, you are destined not to be popular in this life, you can only be mediocre for a lifetime, do you want to change all this?" ”

"Do you want to stand at the top, to be admired by all people, so that everyone can only look up to you?"

"I want to!"

Yang Zhou heard his own answer.

Oh, yes.

Yu extinguished steaming.

I think.

I'm dreaming about it.

I'm afraid it's not crazy.

He thought that this was his dream day and night, and he didn't take it too seriously, but he woke up and was stunned for a while, thinking that it would be nice if the things in the dream could really happen.

Shaking his head, he felt that he was really whimsical.

This little episode was not taken to heart by him, and when the trick ended, he returned home and had another dream at night.

This time, he dreamed of a vague figure, hidden in a thick fog, and he couldn't see it really.