Chapter 598: Flattery for Broadcasting

"Can it grow?" Fatty asked worriedly, "If it doesn't grow, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

Although the fat man is looking forward to growing more, he can pick one and take it with him every time he goes out to fight others or enters the story world. The effect is no worse than a magic scroll, and it is better to teach him to fish than to teach him to fish. It would be great if this thing could be grown in batches.

At this time, the monk also walked into the living room and saw Su Bai and Fatty standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He also walked over and took a look, and he understood what happened.

Even the fat man can actually see it. Naturally, the monk won't have much entanglement in his mind. It's just a supper for everyone anyway. It can nourish the mental power, and the effect is not very big. So, The effect of the moss dumpling is certainly impressive. Although Su Bai was caught off guard at the time, it was already considered an incredible thing to be able to break through Su Bai's body instantly and affect Su Bai's mind at the same time. However, the amount of the thing was too small, even if it was auspicious. It's not a big loss to dig a hole with a cat's paw and plant them there and then get nothing.

Furthermore, there is an interactive relationship between gain and loss. If you want to gain, you must first learn to lose temporarily. Both the fat man and the monk understand this truth.

But today the monk seemed a little more emotional than before, and said: "I don't know who will live in this house in ten or twenty years. By then, maybe a big tree will grow here." Get some shade.”

A big tree?

Covered with this moss?

Shade?

Excuseme?

Are you kidding me?

When you get shade under this thing to escape the heat, and a gust of wind blows over, why don't we all just decompose it into fertilizer together?

The fat man looked at the monk as if he had taken the wrong medicine today.

Su Bai smiled and said, "There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it when she died. Now it is like a canopy."

This is the last passage in Gui Youguang's "Xiang Jixuan Zhi". It is widely circulated and is used to symbolize a kind of change in things and people and the memory of his deceased wife. Here, it shows a kind of My own remembrance.

Because as the monk said,

Ten years later,

Twenty years later,

Maybe he and the others are already dead,

I just don’t know, if there is another generation in the future, after the next generation of listeners discover this place and live in Lao Fang’s house, they see the plants growing, and secretly rejoice that they have obtained a terrible prop, will they think the same thing? I think about who lived here and planted these.

This feeling is similar to that of Xun'er who had chosen the cemeteries for the three of them in advance.

"That's enough for both of you." The fat man shrugged, with an expression that said, "I can't stand you two anymore. It's so early in the morning. Let's create a barren atmosphere."

At this time, Su Bai's cell phone rang. It was a WeChat voice request from Jie Zhen.

Su Bai pressed the answer button,

"Hello."

"I'm a busy man. You promised to help me last time. Are you free?"

Last time, before the train station sarcoma incident, Xie Zhen told Su Bai and Fatty that he would go to the basement of Liang Sen's villa to help him unlock the seal of his boss's clone. However, after that incident, Su Bai had been busy, not entering his own The story world of Jin Xun'er is the story world of Jin Xun'er, so it was delayed all of a sudden.

"Your boss, hasn't he returned to Shanghai yet?" Su Bai asked. Logically speaking, it has been so long since the train station incident, so Liang Sen should be back.

"No, he is preparing for the next story world. He is still in the Northeast. He may have discovered something in the old forests of the Northeast. If he comes back, I won't dare to mention it to you."

What Xie Zhen said is the truth. If Liang Sen has returned to Shanghai, it is naturally impossible for Xie Zhen to secretly attack Liang Sen's sealed clone. As for why Xie Zhen insists on "cheating" his boss, in Su Bai It seems that it should be out of "love".

It may be very uncomfortable for Xie Zhen to see his boss, whom he has always been proud of as his goal in life, so afraid, so cowed, and so unbearable in front of the broadcast.

After all, whether in real life or in his audience career, Liang Sen was his eldest brother and a mentor. But maybe it was because he saw his mentor's ugly appearance that he wanted to let him "Return to the image in your mind", unblock Liang Sen's clone, so that Liang Sen can no longer suppress his own strength, he will soon be noticed by the broadcaster, as long as he is on the broadcast's small book, basically the following Liang Sen couldn't help but face the matter.

"Let's talk tomorrow." Su Bai said.

"Isn't it possible today?" Xie Zhen said with some surprise, "I'm on the elevated road now. I'm almost at your house. I originally thought of turning in directly."

"I have an appointment tonight." Su Bai said.

"Haha, don't bother me then, just tomorrow."

Su Bai suddenly had a thought and said, "Shall we come together?"

"Why did you ask me to make your appointment?" Xie Zhen asked a little surprised, "Is it among ordinary people or among the audience?"

"Among ordinary people." Su Bai didn't hide it.

"Haha." Jie Zhen laughed twice, obviously the meaning was obvious.

"But there's a good chance that unexpected people will show up."

"How unexpected." Xie Zhen asked perfunctorily. He thought Su Bai was introducing him to some artist or a special person among ordinary people. He really had no interest in this.

"A person who can evade broadcast tracking." Su Bai said,

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Bai heard the breathing on the other side of the phone suddenly stagnant.

At the same time, Su Bai also felt the expressions of the monk and fat man beside him change.

"Like a blood corpse?" Xie Zhen asked speculatively, "It's a bit prickly."

Obviously, Xie Zhen is really unwilling to jump into a pit like Blood Corpse. This guy massacred all the senior listeners in Shaanxi, making the entire Eastern listener circle feel like a formidable enemy, and the atmosphere changed. In fact, everyone also They were all thankful that the guy didn't come to their city, otherwise they might not be able to survive.

"Compared to her, the blood corpse is just childish." Su Bai paused and continued, "At least, she succeeded, while the blood corpse failed."

………………

Twenty minutes later,

There were five people sitting on the sofa in the living room of Lao Fang's house.

Xie Zhen was holding a cup of instant coffee, the monk was holding tea, Gyatso was spinning an ancient knife and coins in his hand, the fat man had a cup of Coke in front of him, and Su Bai was lighting a cigarette.

Just now, Su Bai told the whole thing from beginning to end.

The fat man knew about this, but not in such detail. The monk and Gyatso had also heard about it, but Xie Zhen had no idea at all.

"Haha, I have gained a lot of experience this time. I have seen the second generation of rich people, the second generation of officials and the second generation of dismantling people. I actually met a second generation of listeners here." Xie Xun joked.

"Strictly speaking, I am not their son. I just live in their son's body." Su Bai explained.

"There is no difference." Xie Zhen shook his head, "This body may not have been yours before, but since you said you changed it when you were about seven years old, you only entered the story world when you were about 23 years old. Before entering the story world, you actually stayed in this body for many years longer than the original owner. In addition, after entering the story world, you transformed and strengthened this body, and it has already been marked with yours. brand.

This is your body, and your name is Su Bai. "

"Thank you for the chicken soup." Su Bai shook the ashes, but at this time, Su Bai didn't need chicken soup. If Su Bai couldn't understand this, then he wouldn't be sitting here now.

When he first learned the truth, Su Bai did feel that his world view had collapsed, and he also doubted the meaning of his existence. However, Su Bai was a very extreme person and a mental patient. This seemed to have become a kind of His detoxifying medicine is sometimes a fact that ordinary people and even the audience find difficult to accept. Su Bai was stunned for a while and then slowly returned to normal. Fatty knew this best. He was comforting Dabai half a day ago. , and in the second half of the day I found that Dabai seemed to be a normal person again.

"So, what you mean is that you want us to help you. When you go to the appointment, we will set up nearby to catch your mother, oh no, sorry, catch the clues of that woman?" Xie Zhen asked.

"I'm afraid you won't agree." Su Bai said.

"I agree, how could I disagree!" Xie Zhen said firmly.

"Haha, Dabai, after drinking this cup of Coke, we have become friends. Friends, we have to help each other." The fat man stood up and patted Su Bai's shoulder affectionately, "You didn't tell me before This thing about me is too foreign.”

The monk put down the flat tea cup, and Gyatso stopped turning the ancient knife coins. They both smiled slightly. Obviously, they also decided to participate.

"The blood corpse before that." Su Bai reminded.

"The blood corpse is different from this woman. The shock, fear and threat the blood corpse poses to us are real and we can feel it." Xie Zhen explained, "So if we are asked to fight against the blood corpse, People, we really lack interest because we all want to continue living, but this woman is obviously more advanced and scarier than the bloody corpse. It is precisely because she stands higher, so tall that we can not even touch it, but can even look up at it. Not a trace.

That’s why we have the courage to touch the tiger’s beard. "

"What else?" Su Bai knew that they had another reason for not saying anything.

"Hehe." Fatty said with a smile at this time, "As long as we find a little clue, even a little clue like a fingernail, then the radio will know it. Do you remember the last time about the blood corpse? It was shouted through my mouth The identity of the bloody corpse was confirmed through the broadcast of 'Ye Zi''s name.

If we can find a little clue, even if we just capture the vague silhouette of the woman,

So, this is equivalent to helping the broadcasters a lot, and it is more effective than doing most real-life tasks to flatter the broadcasters! "