Chapter 685 A white heart?
Yan Heng nodded, "No matter what Ms. Gu thinks, we will definitely cooperate with you to break the situation."
The chief took a deep look at him, and he didn't give too much advice on this matter, he just sighed, "The situation has been revealed, what's the trouble?"
As soon as the incident on the Internet where a magician saved the country and almost destroyed the country, many netizens changed their views on the magician a lot.
In the opposite situation, the reputation of the mystic master dropped.
Many netizens picked up the day when the media entered the Mystic Masters Association. Many people said that these were false statements, and they were all black magicians' smearing of the magicians.
Some netizens wantonly said on the scarf, "Mystic masters have malicious intentions, and they even smeared the sorcerers."
"It may be that the act of destroying the country has an inseparable relationship with the mystic masters, so they will fight back like this."
"It seems that the black material of the national teacher back then was not aimless. What was said above has a nose and an eye. Maybe the national teacher must have done something back then?"
"In my opinion, the disappearance of the national teacher may not come from nowhere. She must have done something. The Emperor Shihuang was so guarded against her that he abandoned the national teacher. Maybe the disappearance of the national teacher was just a gimmick. I want to abandon the national teacher."
The Internet is becoming more and more chaotic, there are all kinds of things, and some people even connect the two, saying that the reason why Taoism hides from the world may be related to the events of the year.
"I was browsing through countless weird posts, and a bold guess came to my mind:—Could it be that the country was almost destroyed, and could it be related to the mystic, and the sorcerer finally saved the almost destroyed country, but what might have happened after that... maybe after the country was saved, the power of the sorcerers plummeted and they were brutally attacked. In the end, the mystic masters occupied the high ground. Come out of the mountain to discredit the sorcerer unscrupulously."
This person seems to have a nose and eyes, he seems to have no intention of reaching this conclusion, and then the more he analyzes it, the more vigorous he becomes. Netizens are also like reading a storybook, watching him analyze these things like a spectator of history.
And this person gained hundreds of thousands of followers in just one day.
The momentum is very fierce.
"I don't know where this person came from. Since he appeared, most people on the Internet have been attracted by his vivid deduction."
Sitting in the living room these few days, Su Muhuai was almost complaining about this matter.
Su Muhuai saw Gu Muran who was still drawing pictures, and was anxious: "Sister Ran, it's already this time, how can you still sit still?"
"What's the hurry?" Gu Muran looked up from the painting.
At this moment, Su Muhuai had already rushed to her side, "Everyone else has hacked at the door, if Brother Ze hadn't stopped me, I would have scolded them severely... Hey, what you drew today seems to be the same as what you drew two days ago Not the same... Is this a heart? How can it be silver-white?"
Su Muhuai scratched his head and asked puzzledly.
Today is the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and it has been several days since I met the director that day.
In the past few days, Gu Muran has been painting in the villa.
But after a whole day, I didn't see a complete picture.
She calculates the destination of her soul every day, but every time she is blocked, she will crush it with spiritual power at the end of her calculation every day.
Repeat the next day.
It's strange to say that in the past few days, something new appeared in her mind every night.
Today, what she draws is her heart.
(end of this chapter)