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Chapter 571 571: Gu Qi Extra: Song Zhi chases her husband (second update)

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    There is a saying in Tian Guang Ye's history: The God of Songs is extremely talented in cultivation, and he was personally trained by the God of Wanxiang.

    "Junior sister!"

    Lingyue came back with Guo Luo with a handful of red fruits in his hands.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? are holding a sword that is taller than her, and practicing sword handling.

    "Third senior brother, fifth senior brother."

    Yinsong is the youngest disciple of the Wanxiang God. She still looks like a child, and her senior brothers love her very much.

    No, the delicious Lingyue was the first to think of her.  .  .

    "I went down to the sky and picked some fruits. Do you want to eat them?"

    Chanting and waving his hands, he was less than three feet tall and looked old-fashioned: "I have gone beyond the grains, and I am not greedy for food and drink."

    Children, don¡¯t be so serious.

    Lingyue coaxed the child: "It's okay to eat one. It won't affect your cultivation. Try it. It's very sweet."

    Chanting waved his hands again with a very serious expression: "Greed is the karma of all living beings since beginningless kalpas, and it poisons all living beings' Dharma bodies, wisdom and life."

    ""

    How can just one fruit poison all sentient beings?

    "Chant."

    Chong Ling called her in the palace.

    Chanting, press your hands on your lower abdomen, and salute politely after entering: "Master."

    Chong Ling sat aside to make room: "Sit over here."

    Chanting went over and sat down, with his shoulders no higher than the desk.

    Chongling spread out the bamboo slips and taught her Buddhist scriptures.  She read along in a sweet voice, her tone serious.

    Lingyue eavesdropped outside and threw a fruit into his mouth: "Master, was he like junior sister when he was a child?"

    Guo Luochai: "It should be."

    It¡¯s the same stone after all.

    *****

    The next night, Song Zhi went to April in the Human World. He waited from seven o'clock to eleven-thirty, but Qin Su did not show up.

    On the third night, she also went, even earlier.

    At 8:50, Qin Su appeared, carrying a guitar and going to the bar first.

    "Hi."

    Song Zhi is not good at finding topics and has an awkward expression: "Do you remember me? My name is Song Zhi."

    Qin Su ignored her and ordered a glass of wine.

    Zhou Mo is always enthusiastic towards girls: "What should you drink?"

    Song Zhi said: "Just like him."

    Zhou Mo gave her a glass of very strong wine.

    She pressed the hat, pulled down the mask, took a sip, and the wine choked her throat.

    Zhou Mo was shocked when he saw her face.  No wonder it looked familiar, he caught up on her drama last night.

    Zhou Mo wanted to ask who the big boss in the play is, the chef or the teacher.

    Qin Su put down his cup and went on stage.

    Song Zhi put on the mask and followed up: "Can I request a song?" Her voice was very low, "I want to listen to "Nanshan"."

    Zhou Mo felt that Qin Su was the big boss and he was quite impressive.

    Qin Su had already stepped on the table. He stopped and turned around: "If you're not afraid of being recognized, just order."

    He is so powerful, he brought her to the clouds with just one sentence.

    "So you know me."

    Qin Su ignored her.

    She didn¡¯t dare to be too high-profile. She sat on the far left and didn¡¯t ask for songs.

    Qin Su only sang for half an hour and did not sing "Nanshan". After half past nine, he took the guitar and left.

    Song Zhi lowered his head and followed. Pei Shuangshuang was worried and got up too.

    She shook her head and told Pei Shuangshuang not to follow.

    "You will be in trouble if someone finds out."

    Song Zhi is actually very low-key at ordinary times, but no matter how low-key she is, she is still an actress who has won awards and has representative works. If she is photographed following a man, she doesn¡¯t know how it will be reported.

    "He will run away if I don't follow him."

    Pei Shuangshuang knew she was serious: "Is he the person you are looking for?"

    Song Zhi did not answer directly, but the side answer was even more scary: "Shuangshuang, I will marry him in the future."

    Pei Shuangshuang is almost scared of a heart attack. If it were any other artist, a beating would definitely be necessary, but Song Zhi was different. She was tough backstage.

    Pei Shuangshuang pushed her hat down: "Be careful."

    Qin Su met the flower girl from the night before again.

    ¡°Brother, let¡¯s buy a bouquet of flowers.¡±

    He also bought it today, but he didn¡¯t put it on the bike again.

     Forget-me-not.

    Song Zhi ran to catch up: "Why are you walking so fast?"

    Qin Su treats her as air.

    She adjusted her pace and stood side by side with him: "You didn't tell me your name today."

    He didn't answer.

    "My name is Song Zhi, and I am an actor."

    He still didn't answer.

    Song Zhi doesn¡¯t mind, she can say alone: ??¡°Before I became an actor, I studied medicine, clinical medicine.¡±

    "Have you ever seen the play I acted in?" She accepted it naturally, "There is one that is pretty good. Do you want to go and see it? It's called "Xisu River", you-"

    He stopped suddenly.

    We have reached the end of the street. There are not many people coming and going. The night has blurred the pavilions, like a lens with blurred edges. Only the people under the street lights are clear.

    "What on earth are you going to do?"

    I need a name, a phone number, an address, and a person.

    Song Zhi said: "You haven't told me your name yet."

    "Qin Su," he said his name and refused to go far away, "is that okay?"

    ¡°There¡¯s also a phone number.¡±

    He took out his cell phone directly.

    "Are you going to call the police again?" Song Zhi is very stubborn. As long as he is determined, he is not afraid of a bloody head. "Then you call the police."

    He should have called the police, but he didn't.  Call the police and she'll probably cry like she did the night before.

    He turned around too quickly and hit the guitar with his arm, making a clanging sound.

    Song Zhi caught up again.

    He turned five times in the alley and stopped in front of an old house.

    The houses in Jiangnan Water Town are all built with blue bricks, gray tiles and horse-head walls, with yards, which is very local.

    Song Zhiduo glanced at the assistant head and lantern on the door twice to distinguish it from the houses with the same structure next to it.

    "Is this your home?"

    Qin Su went in and closed the door.

    Song Zhi stayed outside for more than ten minutes and counted the slate bricks in front of his house before asking Pei Shuangshuang to pick her up.

    On the night of the fourth day, Song Zhi went to April in the human world again, but Qin Su did not show up.

    On the fifth night, he showed up, and it was still 8:50.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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