I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 425 [It’s time to end]

"Mr. Lu, can you tell me something about the authenticity of the video your father released a few years ago?"

At the exit of Guangying underground garage, Lu Yongan, who was already the deputy general manager, was surrounded by reporters as soon as he walked out.

The security guard next to them had already come up to them as if they were used to it and kept them outside.

But this car can't be driven out.

"Authenticity? What authenticity?"

Lu Yongan walked out of the car helplessly, stood still and looked at these reporters who seemed a little crazy.

Ever since my father released that behind-the-scenes video a few years ago, wherever he went, there would be a lot of people asking him this and that.

"Of course it's the authenticity of the film."

The reporter asked again, "Are the contents recorded in those behind-the-scenes footage true? Are the actors and props used by Director Lu really some weird... ahem, unusual things?"

"After uploading the video, my father urgently posted a tweet to avoid misunderstanding, explaining that the content in the video was all special effects added in post-production."

Lu Yongan shook his head, seemingly rejecting the question.

"But many media and netizens have raised objections, and it seems that relevant departments have intervened..."

The reporter was anxious and wanted to ask something else.

But before he could finish his words, Lu Yongan raised his hand to stop him.

He is not yet thirty years old this year. Although he has not inherited his father's fierce facial features and looks more like his mother Zhang Xueming, he has inherited his father's burly body.

The 1.90-meter-tall man raised his hand, and the female reporter in front of him who was asking questions anxiously stopped talking immediately.

Only then did he realize that he had been squeezed across the security line by the people behind him. Now, the young and wealthy Mr. Lu was standing in front of him. Compared with his own height of 1.6 meters, his 1.9-meter figure was like a mountain standing in front of him, blocking the light in front of him.

"Which newspaper are you from? You're so bold." Lu Yongan looked at the reporter who spoke without thinking for the sake of performance with amusement, "My father has already responded, which represents our attitude."

"As for this matter, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false. If the sky is about to fall, there will naturally be someone to hold it up. The current social stability and people's peace are the best proof of this."

"But...if you really encounter any bizarre and strange things, you can also contact us at Light and Shadow. Our Light and Shadow scriptwriting department is very curious about these things."

Then, the reporters continued to ask questions. Some asked about the method of cultivation, some asked whether there were ghosts and gods in this world, and some asked whether Lu Zhengyi had entered the door of cultivation...

If these questions had been asked a few years ago, they would have been ridiculous.

These are journalists, and most of them come from legitimate media backgrounds. Apart from anything else, their educational background must be at least a bachelor's degree or above.

After so many years of knowledge, these people still asked these questions in such a public place. I firmly believe that these things would have been laughed at a few years ago.

But now...

"The old man really left me a big hole."

After finally fooling the reporters away, Lu Yongan got into the car and sat tiredly in the back seat, "Brother Le, let's go quickly, otherwise we will miss the time."

"Maybe uncle has his own ideas?"

Liang Le was driving. Today was the Lu family's family dinner, and he also wanted to attend.

"Him? How could he have other ideas?" Lu Yongan waved his hand, "I don't know him yet. There are not many things that can make my father care about. Filming is one of them... It's probably just a hobby."

"But like he said, he has no more inspiration as a director, but he can't find a good way to end it."

"So I came up with a bad idea to string those footage together and make a pseudo-documentary."

Others might try to guess what their father meant by his strange behavior.

But Lu Yongan, as his son, was taught by him since he was young. How could he not understand all the ideas and profound meanings?

They are not the traditional father-son relationship of the Tang Dynasty - they are father and son, but they seem to be enemies, looking down on each other, and having things in their hearts but not speaking them out.

Since childhood, they have communicated a lot with each other.

He never hides what he is thinking or doing.

There is no need to hide it.

In fact, my father did not hide the truth from others, but they did not believe him.

But he himself, as a son, believed.

There are other roads that my father may not have completed.

But the director's path has come to an end.

The end for him.

Since it is the end, it must be concluded, but it is difficult to start with that sentence. The main reason is that in the following years when he retired from the circle, others had gone too far and he could hardly catch up.

If this period is not finished well, it will not be beautiful.

My father did come up with a good idea and ended the story with a fairly complete period. I think in the next few years or decades, it may not be possible for anyone to produce a work as good as his.

But for me, this is a bad idea.

But Lu Yongan was just annoyed by the questions and complained a few words. Did he really blame his father for the decision? Of course not.

How can a child blame his father?

What's more, their relationship as father and son is so good. Although he is an elder, sometimes he understands me better than my peers. This kind of father-son relationship was envied by many classmates when I was in school.

"The words you used to respond were all specially written by Aunt Zhang."

Liang Le was driving the car. "Although we responded to some questions directly, we also hinted at some things vaguely. If something really happens in the future, people will always think of us when they think back on it."

All the questions that Lu Yongan answered to the reporters just now were planned by Guangying’s public relations department.

He is of course older than Lu Yongan, and his childhood experiences have made him think more.

Director Lu may really not have any ideas.

After people die, they are nothing more than a handful of earth. What we should fight for and do are things we did while we were alive.

But Ms. Zhang is not necessarily like that. She attaches great importance to light and shadow, and has devoted most of her life to it.

Even though he is old, he still has a lot of ideas about the company, his successors and the future.

but……

Liang Le looked at Lu Yongan in the back seat through the rearview mirror with some complicated expression.

This heir does not have the same passion for light and shadow as Mr. Zhang.

He graduated from a science and technology university and was more interested in studying some strange things rather than running a business. Although he was forced to inherit the company for a few years, he did a good job.

But Liang Le could see that it was because Mr. Zhang was suppressing him.

Mr. Zhang is old and has not been in good health. Mr. Lu has always listened to him. After graduation, he did not do any other work. Instead, he followed Mr. Zhang's arrangement and joined the group to get involved in the company's business.

But after so many years, my patience has become less and less.

I don’t know the future either…

……

"I remember you said that if you want to embark on the path of cultivation, you have to do something that interests you, right?"

Lu Family,

In the living room, Zhang Xueming, who was nearly seventy years old and had gray hair on his temples, was sitting next to the sofa and spoke softly to Lu Zhengyi in the dining room next door.

Her voice was a little hoarse and seemed weak.

And those eyeballs were no longer as clear as when he was young, but looked cloudy and a little yellow.

She was once known as a beauty, but now, decades later, her face has become old.

Compared to her old appearance, in the kitchen, her husband looked just like when they first met decades ago, and was carrying out several plates of food.

In the past, whenever they were both at home, they would cook together.

But now, I can't do it anymore. The strain I suffered when I was young has had a significant impact. Even after I retired and recuperated for a while, I haven't made up much of the damage.

"Still thinking about Xiao An?"

Lu Zhengyi put the dishes on the table, walked into the living room and looked at her, “If he had the idea of ​​inheriting light and shadow when he was a child, maybe you would have interfered.”

"But now he is already the vice president, and he has seen a lot of things. He is already in his thirties."

"That's it. There's no point for you to interfere. Most of it is actually his own choice. He continues to sit in this position because he cares about your thoughts as a mother."

Even though the person in front of him has grown old, his attitude when speaking and his daily behavior remain the same as always.

In his eyes, the traces left by time are no different.

"That's what I said, but..."

Zhang Xueming sat there, completely lacking the charm of her youth.

"According to what you said, something may happen in this world in the future."

"What if Xiao An can't keep up?"

"He has no interest in managing the company. He inherited the company entirely for me, so as not to make me sad..."

She was confusedly thinking about some real and imaginary things.

At this moment, thinking that if Lu Yongan continued to do these things he didn't like, there was absolutely no possibility for him to embark on the path of cultivation.

How can you gain enlightenment when your body and mind are disgusted by such a life?

But after a while, she thought that the company was the result of her life's hard work and the hard work of several generations of the Zhang family, and she could never hand it over to outsiders in her generation.

He was so hesitant, but he no longer had the determination to make up his mind.

But what can be done?

She probably doesn't have much time left.

If I could have more time, I could let my children do whatever they want to do, and as for the company and family business, I could take care of them myself.

But now...

"Since I retired, I've been waiting every day. I'm a little scared again." Zhang Xueming was terrified, but could only confide in the people around him, "I'm afraid of Xiaoan's future, I'm afraid that I'll end up in a bad way, I'm afraid..."

She once thought that she had experienced so much that she would not be afraid.

But unexpectedly, I was still afraid during the last few days.

The longer you wait, the more afraid you become.

"Don't think too much about it, that's all for the next generation."

Lu Zhengyi put the plate down, stood beside her, and gently held her hand. "Let's live our lives well. Xiao An's starting point is much higher than others. If she can't live peacefully, then there's nothing to say."

"Besides, that's the child you and I taught."

"We have to have confidence in him."

Logically speaking, Lu Yongan is almost thirty years old, and they shouldn't worry so much.

At least when they were thirty years old, one was already a well-known director, and the other was already a skilled manager. At that time, neither the Lu family's parents nor the Zhang family's parents paid so much attention to their children.

Even when Zhang Xueming was young, she was extremely strict and harsh towards Lu Yongan, without any doting on him.

But now, I'm starting to worry.

But after all, that's what being a parent is.

No matter how old my child is or what he or she looks like, I always worry about him or her from time to time.

“The kids are back.”

But before they could continue their conversation, the sound of a car engine was heard outside the house.

"Oh... let's just leave it like this, let's leave it like this."

Zhang Xueming stopped thinking about the discussion, his cloudy eyes were filled with dejection.

This is human being.

As long as you are human, you will die eventually.

Unless one is a spiritual practitioner, or can live a few more decades, like Yu Wenxiu, who is older than himself, she is now in her seventies or eighties, but still looks like a little girl.

Whenever they met again, she couldn't help but stare at him, feeling jealous and unwilling.

Obviously these emotions were in the past.

before……

Zhang Xueming was clearly trying to restrain herself, but she still thought back to the past from time to time.

Thinking of the old days, thinking of myself in the past.

"Life is too short."

When I was experiencing it, I was still in a trance and didn't hear anything, but now that I am about to reach the end, looking back, everything is like a passing cloud, gone in a flash.

Next to her, Lu Zhengyi looked at her, sat down helplessly, boiled water and made tea.

His skills are now more proficient than Zhang Xueming's.

I gradually came to like this tea.

"if……"

Zhang Xueming looked at the teacup handed to her, and suddenly wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say it.

We have known each other for decades, but she has never spoken a word about this.

but now……

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do."

However, Lu Zhengyi said, "We are in this brightly lit city, not in the time of seeking immortals and asking for advice."

"It's like we are looking at the people in ancient times. They were limited in their cognition. They guessed whether the world was round or square, but they couldn't think of what was outside the world or above the starry sky."

"And now, we are also subject to this cognitive limitation. Even though my existence has disrupted some balances, it will take time to adjust the upper and lower limits. This is a matter for the next generation, or the next generation."

He seemed to know what was in her mind, his eyes seemed to see through her outer appearance and her inner struggle.

But there's no way, that's human nature.

People are like this, with pain and joy, sorrow and happiness, life and death.

Even in his eyes, Zhang Xueming was no different from those practitioners.

Even if the former Qingjing Zhenren will die, then Doctor Xu Bingcai will also die, and Tour Guide Wang, Taoist Master Guanshan, Yu Wenxiu, etc. may die in the future...

It is their blessing to live in this era, to be able to be the "special" person and enjoy some special privileges, but it is also sad.

They saw the road ahead, but it was not long.

As for what will happen in the future, Lu Zhengyi is not sure, but at least, perhaps life will no longer be so short.

"…I know. You told me about balance."

Zhang Xueming stopped talking, and footsteps were heard at the door.

Lu Yongan had already parked the car in the garage and entered the house.

……

Zhang Xueming, 71 years old.

Lu Yongan stood in front of his mother's tombstone, feeling a little melancholy and dazed.

After graduating and leaving school, he began to come into contact with people older than himself, including some who were in their thirties or forties.

Through them, Lu Yongan gradually felt the burden of being an adult.

He had also imagined what it would be like to be the head of the family.

But it was not until today that Lu Yongan became an "adult" in a sense.

Because he no longer has anyone to rely on, instead, he begins to become the person others rely on.

"Death is nothing to be afraid of."

Standing next to him were his father and Uncle Yong, who had taken care of him since he was a child.

My grandfather passed away early and he doesn’t remember this class, but my father didn’t attend it when my grandmother passed away.

When my grandparents passed away, my father never went to school.

Because it was someone else's death, my father would never speak nonsense about such things, so now...

"Sure enough, you stayed here just for mom."

Lu Yongan looked somewhat helpless, as if he had guessed this long ago.

In fact, this is also what my mother told me.

She said that after she left, her father might leave with her, and she would have to take good care of herself then.

My mother was a very strong woman. Although she showed many doubts in her later years, when the final moment came, she still faced it calmly and maintained a rare clarity, just like she did when I was a child.

"She was really the reason why I stayed."

Lu Zhengyi did not refute and admitted the matter.

In this life, apart from the twenty years of confusion, after waking up, Lu Zhengyi met Zhang Xueming only two years after the filming, and then accompanied her as husband and wife and family member for decades.

If there was really a way for her to continue living, or in other words, to exist in this world, he would certainly be willing to use it.

"In my life, I was in a daze when I first started, but after I woke up, I set my goal to become a director. This is my hobby."

Lu Zhengyi looked at his son, who was now as tall as him, and said, "I am very happy to do this job. Even if I am surpassed by others later, I don't feel sorry. Instead, I am very happy. I am happy to shoot good works and I am also happy to appreciate good works."

"After I met your mother and decided to get married, I began to take on this responsibility. For me, this is another...special feeling."

"There's nothing much to say about the rest. These are the only two things I've done in my life."

He described what he wanted in life in very short words.

But the weight of it was something Lu Yongan couldn't understand or feel.

He couldn't imagine that fifty years ago, there wasn't even a single horror film in this vast film and television market.

He could not imagine that fifty years ago, many directors in Tang Dynasty did not have the courage to go abroad, but tried their best to compete for the domestic market.

He couldn't imagine that fifty years ago, Guangying almost went bankrupt...

These things are just a few words mentioned by the old people in the company.

"Then I..."

Lu Yongan wanted to ask what he should do next.

Before my mother passed away, she told me everything she could say while she was still conscious, including things about the company.

If Guangying doesn't want to be in power, then he can let someone he knows take the position, whether it's Liang Le or anyone else. Anyway, he will never have to worry about food and drink in this life.

But this way...

But when the words came to his lips, Lu Yongan paused and smiled suddenly.

"I will take care of myself."

He didn't ask his father what he should do next.

Is Lu Yongan confused?

Of course I was confused. In the future, I had my parents to support me. No matter what I did, they would stand behind me.

But from now on, I will be alone in my life.

I'm thirty years old now, so logically, I shouldn't be confused.

After all, according to Tang Dynasty law, people over eighteen years old are considered adults. So, he has been an adult for twelve years.

Twelve years, no growth at all?
Yes, of course. Lu Yongan felt that he was more sophisticated than when he was in school, especially when it came to handling company affairs. Even though he clearly didn’t like the behavior of some people, he could still maintain a superficial relationship with them.

Even leaving aside the property his parents gave him, he himself graduated from a famous domestic university, and his close friends all had their own success, ranging from bosses of small electronics factories, ceramic factories, and e-commerce companies to better hospitals, law firms, securities companies, and even some friends in the political arena.

He comes from a wealthy family and his parents are famous directors and businessmen.

I am considered an outstanding person in this society. Although I smoke and drink, I am not addicted. I only do this for work needs.

Others may not be able to achieve such conditions even after several generations of efforts.

But Lu Yongan didn't know what to do.

But no matter what, that is something that happened in the future and something I have to face alone.

"Meow……"

Ayong squatted on Lu Zhengyi's shoulder, looking a little dejected.

"Old buddy, if you find your goal, maybe we will meet again in the future." Lu Zhengyi stretched out his hand helplessly, "From now on, you will be the oldest in this family."

Like himself, this cat has been with him for more than 40 years, and it remains the same as when he first saw it, with no change in appearance or body shape.

As for whether there were any changes inside, Lu Zhengyi did not explore it too much.

It is impossible for a person to be without secrets. There is always something hidden in his heart, and Ayong is the same.

"Dad, you seem very confident that you will have another life."

Hearing this, Lu Yongan couldn't help but say, "If there weren't..."

"Then there is none."

Lu Zhengyi knew what he wanted to say, "Even if he really died, what would it matter?"

“Some people may think that immortality is the goal, but everyone chooses a different path.”

"Rather than slowly becoming heartless and arrogant, I prefer to live in this world and enjoy it."

At this point, he paused and said, "Of course, this is the path I chose for myself."

“If you have the opportunity to walk through the door of cultivation and embark on the path of cultivation in the future, you will have to make your own choice.”

He is not afraid of death and faces it calmly, not because he knows he will have another life.

Lu Zhengyi doesn't have many emotions, but he loves to feel emotions.

"This is my last lesson as a father. I hope it can help you."

Lu Zhengyi looked at his son and fulfilled his final responsibility.

The next moment, he slowly sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and leaned against the tombstone.

It was visible to the naked eye that Lu Zhengyi's body was withering and aging, until that bit of life really left this body, and his organs stopped functioning.

Lu Yongan watched this horrifying scene calmly.

From childhood to adulthood, he has seen many strange stories, and his father is the strangest and most bizarre one.

He will not age, he has endless strength, he can make his whole body seem to exist in another dimension, making it impossible for people to perceive...

Many amazing things happened to my father.

Lu Yongan had rarely seen it with his own eyes, and mostly heard about it from other people.

"fraud……"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Lu Yongan looked over in surprise, only to see that the cat face of the 'Uncle Cat' who had taken care of him since he was a child also had a look of surprise on it.

"Who is speaking."

He spoke again, and the human voice sounded a little strange coming from the cat's mouth.

"I'm talking!"

His cat eyes widened, "I can speak now!"

"Yes, you can speak now."

Another voice echoed from the graveyard, followed by undisguised footsteps.

Ayong looked in the direction of the sound vigilantly, but stopped when he saw who was coming.

"You are……"

Lu Yongan looked at the newcomer hesitantly, and after a while he called out, "Master."

"Call me Uncle Guanshan." The man replied with a smile, "When you were a child, I held you in my arms."

The person who came was Taoist Guanshan. However, he no longer looked middle-aged as before. Instead, he had become an elegant young man and no longer looked old.

His level reached the height of the former Pure True Man, and even exceeded it.

"I thought he would die later than me, but I didn't expect that now..." Taoist Master Guanshan came to the tombstone and looked at the man in front of him with some complexity. He had lost his vitality and had lost his former charm. He looked like an ordinary person, "Alas..."

The biggest supporter is gone.

When his master passed away, he was very sad, but he still had his uncle-in-law around, who arranged for him to enter the department and get a job.

Later, my uncle left, and I became the biggest person in the department. The people under me came to me for advice on everything, but there was always Director Lu around. Whenever I was confused, confused, or anxious, I could still talk to him.

Now that Director Lu is gone, I...

"You and I have known each other for decades, so we can be considered old friends, right?"

Taoist Master Guanshan turned his head and looked at Ayong.

"..."

Ayong thought about it and nodded, "I guess so."

This time, he no longer had to meow and could finally speak.

"Next, the situation may become more and more complicated."

Taoist Master Guanshan asked softly, "Director Lu said before he died that his existence broke the balance of this world and raised the upper limit. The fact that you can make sounds like the demons...spiritual beasts recorded in ancient books should also be related to this."

"But you are not the only one who will be affected. Things that once only existed in myths may reappear, and people will have more opportunities to embark on the path of spiritual practice."

"But everything in the world has two sides, and this matter is no exception. People have more opportunities to embark on the path of cultivation, but chaos will also follow. Old friend, are you willing to help us control the situation in this world?"

This civet cat has been with Lu Zhengyi for decades and is definitely much more reliable than those people below.

"Let's talk again."

Ayong wagged his tail, not refusing but not agreeing either.

Lu Zhengyi once said that he would accompany him, but he ended up deceiving himself.

He hasn't figured out what he's going to do yet.

Taoist Master Guanshan showed regret, but did not force it.

"Guanshan...Uncle."

Lu Yongan was watching from the side and reminded him, "Father told us to burn his body to avoid trouble."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Taoist Master Guanshan.

And next to him, Ayong stopped wagging his tail.

"I'm here to solve this matter."

Taoist Master Guanshan looked at them and shook his head helplessly. "Lu Zhengyi is so special, not because of his special body, but because He came, so Lu Zhengyi is special."

"Now that He is gone, this body is just an ordinary person, but it must be disposed of in order to avoid misleading some people with ulterior motives."

"He also told me clearly before he died."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and a streak of flame fell on the corpse.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a raging fire, devouring the corpse completely, leaving no ashes behind.

But what was strange was that this flame was not like the fire lit by a lighter. Lu Yongan and the others standing nearby did not feel any heat, and it did not burn the wild flowers, grass, or tombstones nearby.

"The matter has been resolved, and it's time for me to leave." Taoist Master Guanshan looked at the tombstone, took out a white flower from his pocket, and placed it in front of the tombstone. "After all, he is an old friend, even if we were not that familiar with each other."

After putting down the flowers, he was about to turn around and leave.

But then, he thought of something.

"By the way, there is a very special person whose troubles have not yet been resolved."

Taoist Master Guanshan turned around and asked, "Your father promised to help him solve this matter. Did he tell you anything?"

……

"Excuse me, Mr. Li."

Three years later,
Shaanxi City,

Shaanxi City is located in the northwest region and has often suffered from droughts since ancient times.

However, with the power of science and technology, people's ability to fight drought has become quite perfect.

Artificial rainfall, reservoirs, water source scheduling, sunshade, cooling... have all played a significant role in the local agricultural development. However, it is not only human power that is improving, this natural disaster also seems to be able to grow, and under the influence of humans, it breaks cognition again and again.

The dividing line between extreme weather and extreme weather is raised again and again.

This summer is even more serious. Since the beginning of spring, it has rained very few times, and in summer, there are no rain clouds for a long time, making it even more difficult to increase rainfall artificially.

With such an extreme climate, even with the "Water Diversion from South to North" project, it can only solve the water supply needs of some cities, but it is somewhat beyond its ability to affect crops on a large scale.

And when the power of science and technology reaches its current limit, it is time to borrow some power that does not belong to this "scientific" era.

Although this kind of power is discussed by most people today, it has only been confirmed by a few people.

Cultivation exists.

"Forehead……"

Under the instructions of their superiors, local staff in Shancheng came to the planting base with a middle-aged Taoist priest who looked a little gloomy, often frowned, and held a mobile phone in his hand.

As the Taoist raised his head and looked at the sky, the staff asked cautiously, "Mr. Li, do you need to prepare anything?"

The Taoist turned his head in confusion.

"That is... the altar, the three animals and six livestock, the incense and so on?"

The staff rubbed their hands and asked, since we are praying for rain, these things should be normal, right?
"Need not."

The Taoist waved his hands and said very little, seeming very impatient.

The staff laughed awkwardly and stood there, somewhat at a loss.

"Director, don't worry about it. He often practices in the temple and doesn't understand the social practices outside."

A delivery boy ran over and asked, "Do you smoke?"

As he said this, he quickly took out a cigarette box from his pocket.

"Here, have one."

The middle-aged man called the director eased his embarrassment and walked down the stairs.

To be honest, when he first met the gloomy-looking man in the distance and the delivery guy, he couldn't believe that they were the masters sent by the higher-ups.

But they have proof!

"Then what happens next..."

The director was smoking a cigarette and was about to ask what to do next, but he saw the man dressed as a Taoist in front of him waving towards the sky.

The director couldn't help but look up into the sky following his gaze.

In the blink of an eye, a few white clouds appeared in the endless sky, and then these white clouds gathered together at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then... the sky became dark.

The more the white clouds gathered together, the darker their color became, and finally they turned into a large dark cloud, covering a small area of ​​Shaanxi City.

"Bang bang bang!"

As dark clouds appeared, several loud noises were heard in the distance.

Several rain-making rockets suddenly shot up into the sky and hit the dark clouds. Under the action of the silver iodide particles inside the warheads, the originally gathered dark clouds changed again, and light rain soon fell, dripping on people's faces.

"It's raining?"

The director had an expression of surprise that he could not conceal, although some powers in this world were no longer a secret to him.

But when he actually witnessed this moment, he still found it incredible.

Artificial rainfall is not a simple process. It takes a certain amount of time to operate and requires certain natural conditions to be met.

Under today's extremely dry and almost cloudless conditions, it is almost impossible to safely bring about rainfall using current scientific means.

"All right."

Before the director could say anything, the middle-aged Taoist priest in the distance turned around expressionlessly, just said hello, then stared at the phone in his hand and walked into the house with his head down.

But now, this impolite look no longer makes people feel rude.

If you are a capable person, there will always be someone to defend you no matter what you do.

"Alas, Xiao Li's temper..."

Inside the house, on the second floor,

A young man dressed as a Taoist priest was talking to a pretty young woman next to him, "But there's nothing we can do. After all, he has been suffering from mental torture since he was a child. He has been staying in the Taoist temple for many years and rarely interacting with others."

In his eyes, the Taoist priest was not so much rude and gloomy as introverted and reserved.

"Master, it's solved."

As they were talking, the middle-aged Taoist priest who had been downstairs had already gone upstairs.

After calling the young Taoist "Master", he sat quietly aside, fiddling with his phone in his hand.

But if someone went to look at him, they would see this guy switching back and forth between the WeChat chat interface and the desktop. He looked like he was busy looking at something on his phone, but in fact he was not looking at anything.

"Will that guy come this time?" Yu Wenxiu looked at Taoist Master Guanshan. "In the past three years, you have come to me four times. Every time that guy made a move, you called me over."

"No way. With our current means, we still can't accurately locate it. We can only vaguely understand some things." Taoist Master Guanshan took out his mobile phone and opened the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau. "Typhoon, large typhoon, we can only rely on climate changes to capture its traces."

On his phone, the news was: "At 9: today, Typhoon Tianxiang has landed in my country's coastal cities. Its intensity is defined as a super typhoon, and it has caused heavy rain and strong winds in many places in Guangzhou, Shenzhen, Taicheng, and Fucheng."

Typhoon, a very strong typhoon.

As time goes by, the natural disasters that are now defined as "super typhoons" are no longer comparable to those a few decades ago.

Even with today's advanced technology, it is still difficult to resist this natural disaster.

Maybe this is just a common phenomenon in nature.

After every disaster, the local air quality and climate will reach a fairly suitable level to a certain extent, but for humans caught in the disaster, this is a hostile relationship.

At the same time, it also stands on the opposite side of humanity.

Even so, it is a spiritual creature.

"Maybe he's still testing whether Director Lu is still here."

Yu Wenxiu sighed, and she rarely showed any nervousness.

She has been nervous ever since Lu Zhengyi left.

And until Taoist Master Guanshan came to visit her and told her for the first time, it might have happened, and this was already the fourth time.

These four times, she became more nervous each time.

The source of her nervousness was that she didn't know whether she could complete the role of Lu Zhengyi and whether the power she obtained could be used to kill the spiritual creature.

This spiritual object is like a sword hanging in the sky. It is unknown when it will be chopped down and whether one can withstand it and fight back.

"Can you still contact him?"

Taoist Master Guanshan couldn't help but ask, "Now that you have borrowed the power, could it be that..."

"I don't need to contact you when I borrow your power."

Yu Wenxiu interrupted him directly, "And this is acting, not borrowing."

In the past, when she played Lu Zhengyi, there was always an inexplicable connection, and the other party could directly possess her through this connection.

But since he left, this connection disappeared when Yu Wenxiu played the role again.

She can only play the role of Lu Zhengyi in her memory.

Although that power is also extremely strong, but... it is limited!

……

This power is indeed limited.

When Yu Wenxiu faced this natural disaster, she truly realized her own insignificance.

This is a spiritual object that is powerful enough to influence the climate. Its strength is not as half-hearted as Li Xiaoxiao's, who waves his hand to gather clouds and then uses the power of technology to increase rainfall. Instead, it is a spiritual object that can truly drive celestial phenomena, bring down heavy rains, and summon strong winds.

It was a cloud, a cloud hanging over the city of Shenzhen.

"boom!"

Lightning flashed through the thick clouds, illuminating the city which was completely shrouded in darkness.

The entire city was in a power outage, and all other means were useless. The power of technology became extremely insignificant at this moment.

"what is that?"

"It's a dragon!"

"No, it's a tiger. The tiger is flying in the sky!"

“That’s a deer!”

"It hurts, hiss, come inside! Everyone, come inside!"

Below, people with only a pair of naked eyes finally saw the scene in the sky through the light of lightning.

Some people see a dragon, some see a tiger, and some see a tiger...

But in the eyes of people like Wenxiu, it is everything.

It was a cloud that could change into any shape.

It imitated the animals it saw and heard, wantonly driving the celestial phenomena in the sky and destroying the city.

Perhaps it is just exercising its instinct, its job.

"Ruined."

"Ha, what do you mean, how can we win this?"

"What should we do? Wait for it to stop by itself?"

On the rooftop of a tall building, the rain soaked everyone's body. They stared at the sky with wide eyes, feeling powerless.

How to fight this kind of existence?
It's not even a fixed form!
It is a cloud, a cloud that covers the entire city!

If it was a monster, a monster with horns and a body, they could still fight it, but this thing doesn't have that!
The moment they saw this thing clearly, the rooftop was filled with laughter and joy. The people who had been on high alert started making jokes one after another, and some even lit up cigarettes and leaned against the eaves to puff away smoke.

But from time to time, they all cast their eyes on the young woman in the distance who was standing there motionless with her eyes closed.

Yu Wenxiu is recalling the past and imitating Lu Zhengyi.

She was trying to communicate, to play him.

Compared to Zhou Jie who quit the entertainment industry to become a practitioner, compared to the regressive tour guide Wang, compared to...

Yu Wenxiu has always been active in the entertainment industry as an actor.

She has acquired this skill over several decades, and is becoming more and more proficient in it.

No matter what kind of work it is, even if it is a woman dressed as a man, or even playing a campus film as an "old man", or playing an old man in the appearance of a young person, she can always get into the role and satisfy the audience in front of the TV and the screen.

Except for Lu Zhengyi and Zhou Jie, no matter who she plays, she can achieve no flaws, that is, completely imitate the personality, consciousness and ability.

Yes, except Lu Zhengyi and Zhou Jie.

She could only imitate most of Zhou Jie's skills.

Further means will not be able to achieve the desired result.

"This……"

Taoist Master Guanshan stood in the crowd, letting the raindrops like tiny needles prick his face. He also didn't know how to fight back.

The missiles are ready, all he needs is the order. But without a shape, how can the missiles be fired?
As for being anxious? Panic?

At this point, this kind of emotion is of no use. Those who can come here to observe are mentally prepared.

As for those who are not prepared, they should be somewhere else.

Maybe it's just like those ordinary people downstairs who are screaming in fear and disbelief.

"Xiao Yu, look..."

Taoist Master Guanshan looked at Yu Wenxiu who had her eyes closed beside him and was about to say something.

With a loud 'boom', a bunch of unknown things shot out from the ground, followed by a series of 'whoosh' sounds, just like the sky rockets set off during the Chinese New Year.

But the current noise is much louder than that of the sky rocket.

"Pharaoh?"

Taoist Guanshan looked into the distance and saw a burly man in an X-suit.

"Let's try it first."

The man smiled wistfully, "Whether you can beat him or not, you won't know until you try."

"We've already fired, just a few hundred shots?"

Someone else spoke up, "No matter what means, just try to blast it. Maybe it will work. The clouds will be dispersed."

Having said that, no matter what kind of firepower it was, once it reached the sky, it would easily penetrate the clouds.

It's as if the two are not in the same space.

"It seems like it's really no use."

The burly man said regretfully, "These are not even on the same level. No, they are not on the same channel."

That thing in the sky seems to be something that only appears in classical fantasy stories.

These people on the ground with these technological means are of no use at all.

How did that happen?

Starting on Hell difficulty?
Is it really true that we can only wait for it to stop on its own?
Although they are a little powerless now, they are not in despair because this thing will stop.

According to previous records, this spiritual creature will fall into a deep sleep after being active for a certain period of time.

The last time it was active was during the feudal dynasty more than 430 years ago. After a brief period of expansion, it remained dormant until modern times.

Although the damage is severe, it will stop.

That's like it's job.

But this time it is very special, and its destructive power far exceeds what has been recorded by previous people.

They all touched their skin in a daze. Those who had practiced skin exercises only had some redness, but those who had not practiced skin exercises now had wounds of varying sizes as if they were cut by knives or pricked by needles.

That rain can kill people, this is no joke.

If the feudal era recorded in ancient books really had such destructive power, at least 60 to 70 percent of the population would have been wiped out.

"okay."

Just now, Yu Wenxiu, who had kept her eyes closed, suddenly spoke and opened her eyes.

Suddenly, the "silver needle" that was falling from the sky stopped.

He paused abruptly.

A rainstorm stopped without any warning, as if the stop button had been pressed.

"then you……"

Taoist Master Guanshan was just about to ask something.

Talk about whether we need to arrange a plane or rocket to send her into the sky.

But before he could finish his words, the woman standing in front of him suddenly punched the sky.

She just stood there and, seemingly recklessly and without any warning, threw a punch towards the sky.

That 'reckless' look is very much like Lu Zhengyi.

He has reasons for doing things, but he seldom explains them to others. He only mentions them briefly after he has done them.

At least in Taoist Guanshan's impression, he seldom reported something to himself before doing it.

Whether it is killing or causing trouble, they will do it first and then notify you.

It’s just like right in front of you.

But can she really possess the same power as Lu Zhengyi?
With a loud 'bang', it suddenly exploded in everyone's ears. No, not the ears, but... consciousness.

This sound is not on a physical level, but on another level, acting on their perception.

The next moment, the sky covered by dark clouds disappeared, replaced by an endless blue sky.

There was no rain and no lightning.

Everything seemed like just a dream.

"Director Lu's punch was actually just an action, an illusion." Yu Wenxiu retracted her fist in a trance, her eyes full of shock. The dark clouds dispersed, and the sun was no longer blocked. "What he punched out was a very special force."

She herself was shocked by this power.

On the rooftop, everyone stared at her in a daze.

It was just a blink of an eye.

The natural disaster that made people feel at a loss and even made them think, "I can only wait until it is satisfied and stops on its own," disappeared before their eyes.

"you……"

Taoist Guanshan wanted to say something, but the next moment, Yu Wenxiu's expression suddenly froze.

"Ok?"

Yu Wenxiu stood there in a trance, and then the emotion in her eyes changed from shock to nostalgia, "It looks like the matter has been resolved."

"This environment, this tall building, is so familiar."

"Wow, why is there still a smell of gunpowder?"

He stood there, walked to the edge of the rooftop as if no one was around, and looked down.

"It made quite a noise. It looks like that thing is really powerful."

Yu Wenxiu said helplessly, "But fortunately, it was solved smoothly."

She leaned her hands on the railing and looked down, looking at everything that was once familiar to her.

She hadn't seen a building like this for three years. The cars on the street, well, those cars looked like they had been smashed to pieces.

"You are Lu..."

Taoist Master Guanshan stood at the back, ignoring the puzzled looks from others, and spoke hesitantly, wanting to ask something.

"Now that the matter has been resolved, it's time for me to leave." Lu Zhengyi turned around and looked at Taoist Guanshan. "But in the future, Teacher Yu may lose his memory of me. This is a kind of punishment."

"It turns out that killing spiritual creatures will really bring down divine punishment."

“I just didn’t expect that the divine punishment would come in this form, but it could also be that I’m here.”

Taoist Master Guanshan looked anxious and hurried forward.

"It's time to end, Taoist Priest."

However, Lu Zhengyi raised his hand and stopped him, "Don't ask anything, it's time to end it."

Yes, it's time to end.

In his previous life, he did a lot of things and was very satisfied.

Now, it is just the fulfillment of the promise made in the past.

As for the rest, that’s other people’s lives.

Lu Zhengyi’s life has ended, but Ayong, Lu Yongan, Taoist Guanshan... their lives are still going on.

Everyone is the protagonist of his own life.

(End of this chapter)