After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

Chapter 223 Reincarnation and Goodbye

The Shadow Squad's miserable journey of setting up stalls did not end with the Daisy Squad's victory.

They didn't even know that the Daisy Squad had left successfully.

But all this has nothing to do with Lu Rong.

Almost at the moment when the variety show shooting ended, Jing Xian, who received the news, was waiting at the door early.

Even faster than the agent who keeps an eye on the landing schedule.

Jing Xian couldn't explain why he was so anxious. Maybe it was because he felt so heartbroken when watching the variety show.

He thought that maybe it was a good idea to reduce the number of times Rongrong appeared on variety shows.

Nowadays, variety shows that want to be popular usually use the method of making the guests' suffering entertaining, conflicts, contradictions, hot spots...

But reason told him that he should...

Fuck it, get out of here!

Complex emotions were surging, and everything ended at the moment we met.

Jing Xian sighed, touched the young man's furry head tenderly, and wiped Lu Rong's red eyes while he looked at her in confusion.

"Have a good sleep and don't think about anything." Jing Xian frowned and spoke softly in a soothing tone.

The temperature in the car gradually increased, and the steady rhythm made Lu Rong gradually fall into a deep sleep. The words he wanted to ask were drowned out by the continuous sleepiness.

When the aura he had been longing for lingered around him, Jing Xian took a deep breath and only then did he have time to sort out the messy information in his mind over the past few days.

On the first day that Lu Rong moved into her new house, Jing Xian had a dream that night.

It was an exceptionally realistic dream. In the dream, he felt a dull, piercing pain in his chest, and everything he saw was stained with flames.

He controlled the body in his dream, but this time no matter how hard he looked, he could not see the familiar figure.

Suddenly, a deep crack appeared in the ground. He was not careful and fell, waking up from his dream.

There was endless darkness all around, and beneath his feet was a vast expanse of hell, with a sea of ​​blood boiling, wronged souls wailing, and all kinds of tragic punishment scenes happening one after another.

The hot lava river meanders and flows, splashing high sparks from time to time, and strange phosphorescent lights flicker on the surrounding rock walls.

Jing Xian fell into this mysterious sea of ​​magma, but he did not feel any burning or scorching sensation. He stepped onto the ground with heavy steps, dragging his robe along.

Not far behind him, there is a Naihe Bridge spanning the Wangchuan River. Souls come and go on the bridge, some with confused faces, some with tears streaming down their faces, and they are in a hurry.

The strong wind whistled past, mixed with cries of pain and shrill screams. The body controlled by Jing Xian suddenly raised its head dejectedly and stared straight ahead.

As his vision suddenly widened, Jing Xian slowly widened his eyes.

Sitting upright on a huge ninth-grade lotus, the deity has a solemn appearance, a majestic figure, and a Dharma image that is several feet tall, radiating a soft and dazzling golden light.

He wears an exquisite and gorgeous Vairocana crown on his head, holds a crystal clear Mani pearl in his left hand, and holds a staff in his right hand. The top of the staff is inlaid with a gold ring, which makes a crisp, pleasant, ethereal and distant sound.

Ksitigarbha...

After that, this body completely broke free from Jing Xian's control, and staggered forward, holding his chest, as if he was going to fall to the ground in the next second. He roared, and there was a crying tone in his voice that Jing Xian had never heard before.

"Where is he? Where is he! Please, save him! He is innocent!——"

This emperor, who ascended the throne at a young age, had never experienced such drastic emotional fluctuations since the moment he took the throne.

However, the Bodhisattva's face was calm, and his eyes were always looking at him and them equally.

Behind Him, a huge wheel of karma slowly turns, on which are engraved the causes and effects of good and evil of all beings in the world.

I don’t know what Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said, but Emperor Jingnian calmed down almost instantly.

His sad eyes stared fixedly into the void, as if he was looking at the gods in front of him, or as if he was looking at all the living beings on the Naihe Bridge through a layer.

Finally Jing Xian heard the sound.

The emperor prostrated himself and said, "Your Majesty, Bodhisattva, I have a favor to ask of you. I hope you will have mercy on me."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva raised his hand slightly, and a soft golden light helped the emperor to stand up. He said slowly: "Your Majesty, please stand up. Tell me what you want to say."

Feng Jin slowly stood up, tears glistening in his eyes:

"I have ruled the world and enjoyed all the glory in my life, but the person I love passed away because of my status and many frustrations. I have not been able to make amends with him. I have heard that Bodhisattvas are very wise and can see through the cause and effect of reincarnation. I am willing to give up this emperor's dignity and fall into the animal realm in the next life, just to meet again..."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head gently: "Your Majesty, the animal realm is one of the three evil realms. It is filled with suffering and the cycle of reincarnation is upside down. Once Your Majesty enters it, you will probably suffer a lot and may not be able to find your old friend as you wish."

The emperor looked at the Bodhisattva firmly and said: "I am not afraid of the suffering of the animal realm. If I cannot continue my previous relationship, my soul will never have peace."

He bent his back which had been straight all his life and said: "I wish to exchange the merits of my remaining life for this glimmer of hope. I hope the Bodhisattva will fulfill it."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sighed and said, "The cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny. Since Your Majesty has made up his mind, I cannot forcibly stop you."

Tibetan King Bodhisattva stands at the edge of the six realms of reincarnation, his face calm and solemn, his eyes seem to contain endless compassion and aspirations.

He slowly raised his arm, which was emitting soft golden light, like flowing auspicious clouds.

His palm is facing upwards, his five fingers are slightly bent, and he gently rotates them, as if touching the invisible thread of fate.

He recited ancient and mysterious scriptures in a low voice. The sound was like a trickle of spring water at first, and gradually gathered into a surging tide of sound, echoing between heaven and earth.

Along with the chanting of scriptures, the Buddha's light around the Bodhisattva suddenly became stronger, transforming into golden arcs of light extending towards the realm of reincarnation.

The arcs of light were like nimble snakes, weaving and interweaving in the void, and began to slowly turn the huge and mysterious wheel of reincarnation.

Along with this earth-shaking momentum, a motto was injected into Feng Jin's heart along with the beam of light:

"I only hope that after entering the animal realm, Your Majesty can stick to your original intention and not be blinded by karma. If there is an opportunity, you may be able to achieve your wish. But Your Majesty also needs to know that this road is difficult and it is impossible to turn back."

Upon hearing this, the emperor showed gratitude on his face and bowed down again: "Thank you very much for your help, Bodhisattva. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited the sutra silently, his eyes showing peace and tranquility that never changed.

After that, Jing Xian never dreamed of the scenes of his first life again.

It is regrettable that in past dreams, there was pressure and difficulties, but there was always someone by his side. Jing Xian didn't know what kind of changes had happened, and how the two of them ended.

He didn't want to experience that feeling of his heart being choked even once again.

The next day, he was reviewing documents in the company building while watching Rongrong's variety show. There was thunder outside the window, and before he knew it, Jing Xian fell asleep leaning on his arms.

The rain fell like a waterfall, shrouding the whole world in a haze.

The young man ended a tiring day's journey and walked towards home with slightly heavy steps.

As soon as he stepped into the community, he looked up and saw heavy rain pouring down from his building. The rain was flowing down the eaves, splashing high water on the ground.

He walked along the path in the community, and when he passed the corner of the street, a cardboard box caught his eye.

It was a kitten, its fur soaked by the rain and clinging tightly to its thin body. The kitten huddled in a corner of the cardboard, its pupils flashing a faint and alert light in the darkness.

Jing Xian turned into a kitten. As far as he could remember, he was abandoned next to a trash can. The sour and smelly smell filled his nose all the time, seeping into his weak soul bit by bit.

It's dying.

The cold raindrops pricked the body like needles. Soon, this newcomer to the world would huddle in this unattended corner, quietly waiting for death.

Who am I? Just a homeless cat, a kitten who can't even open his eyes in the rainstorm.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard. Jing Xian raised his head with difficulty and saw a slender and tall figure through the rain.

It was a man, and the heavy rain made it difficult to see him clearly. He exuded a unique scent, which smelled good. Perhaps it was fatigue, or perhaps something else.

He stopped a short distance away and his eyes fell on me.

At that moment, my heart seemed to stop for a moment.

He stood there, seemingly hesitating. I was expecting him to lend me a helping hand, but he just glanced at me and turned to leave.

Jing Xian's heart sank to the bottom in an instant and his body shook even more violently.

Looking at his receding back, it summoned up the last of its strength and cried out weakly.

Did you hear that? Did you hear that?

Take me away...

"..."

Just when I was filled with despair, the footsteps stopped again.

Next, Jing Xian saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The man walked back slowly, and every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of my heart.

He came to me again in the heavy rain, squatted down, turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and the light cut through the rain curtain, bringing out a ray of dawn.

Reflecting the light yellow umbrella, the entire space turned into a warm yellow.

"It's still a black kitten..."

The man spoke, touched the black cat's forehead with his warm fingertips, picked up the entire cardboard box, and tilted the umbrella above the black cat. There was a flash of lightning and thunder, and Jing Xian saw the man's face exposed in the rainy night.

The rain slowly slid down his smooth forehead. A few strands of wet hair stuck to both sides of his cheeks, making his skin look even whiter than jade.

Crystal clear water droplets hung on the long eyelashes, like condensed morning dew, and the water droplets fell with every slight tremor.

The slightly raised eyebrows and the pair of eyes, shrouded in rain and mist, carried a hint of fatigue and sleepiness, but could not conceal the lively light within.

Three names were about to come out, and the black cat suddenly became excited, calling out softly, and scratching the side of the cardboard box with its two claws, making a "hissing" sound.

It was only then that Lu Rong realized that the kitten was facing him. Before it glared at him, it was a black ball.

He chuckled and lowered his umbrella: "I've never seen such a black cat, with black eyes. I'll call you... Coal Ball, okay?"

Briquettes? Briquettes!

Lu Rong? Lu Rong!

Jing Xian felt hot all over. He slowly exhaled, stopped the car on the side of the road, and leaned sideways against Lu Rong's neck.

The wipers make a slow and gentle rhythmic "swish-swish" sound.

As the rain changed, raindrops hit the glass densely, and the "swish, swish, swish" sound became rapid.

If reincarnation as a black cat was his own choice in his first life, then he should be thankful for Emperor Jingnian's decisiveness.

There was nothing wrong with turning into a coal ball. In his second life, he occupied Rongrong's bed, ate the cat food made by Rongrong, and they almost ate, lived and slept together.

If the agent is called Lu Rong, then he is the big ancestor. With his keen sense of smell and agile posture, no one can get rid of him.

During an inter-provincial performance, he was left at home. When he showed up at the performance hotel after spending several days and nights there, the entire team was stunned.

After that, Rongrong never left him alone when traveling, and would leave an extra cat paw print when signing autographs for fans.

If I have to say something that I am not satisfied with, one of them is being unable to speak and having a short life span.

Meiqiu was considered to be long-lived, but he went to Cat Planet when he was nearly twenty years old.

The second before he lost consciousness, he was even jealously wondering if Rongrong would get another cat with a better temper than him, who wouldn't get into his bed so easily, and whose possessiveness wasn't as strong...

This thought strangely continued to Jing Xian after he woke up.

The jealous man turned on the variety show recording and was furious with the director's actions. He almost had the dangerous idea of ​​throwing Director Lin into the animal realm to train him.

It was now night time, and the sound of rain was so sleep-inducing. Jing Xian rubbed his lips and fell asleep happily while hugging his wife whom he had been pursuing for a long time.

A dreamless night.

Lu Rong, however, was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt like he was being pressed down by a giant cat. He felt hot all over, but he couldn't break free.

The familiar feeling made Lu Rong frown and blurt out: "Coal briquettes! Get off my face!"

Jing Xian, who was holding his wife, froze all over. He looked down and saw that Rongrong had not woken up yet. It turned out that he was just talking in his sleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief and gently pecked Lu Rong's rosy cheek. He stood up and turned on his phone, only to find a series of missed calls from Shang Yun. Guilty-heartedly, he started the car and drove towards the company.

This was a very miserable night for Shang Yun.

During the time when the young boss was on variety shows, Daisy's influence in the Japanese and Korean markets quickly grew, and a large and orderly fan group was established overnight.

Many overseas TV stations and media platforms have purchased broadcasting rights on a large scale, invited Lu Rong to produce various derivative products, and even invited Lu Rong to participate in the filming of local film and television projects in Japan and South Korea.

Not to mention the filming collaborations in the mainland, which filled up his office with all the big and small ones, and it took him a week to review them all.

But a week later, with the variety show becoming popular again, his mailbox was full again!

At the same time, the Venice International Film Festival and the Hong Kong Film Festival both sent invitations for nominations.

At such a critical moment, the two most important people actually disappeared! Shang Yun was about to explode just thinking about it.