Duan Qinghuai naturally didn't dare to act on social media using his main account. Although he didn't mind, he knew that Ning Yitao would definitely get angry if she found out.
So he secretly created a secondary account.
Duan Qinghuai's secondary account was like a fanatic fan of Ning Yitao. Its avatar was a photo of Ning Yitao that he secretly downloaded from the internet.
In fact, he had secretly saved many photos of Ning Yitao on his phone. Even his nickname was "Only Loving Taotao".
Forgive him for never having chased a star before. He could only express his love in a straightforward way.
He was Ning Yitao's first die - hard fan.
With the cover of the secondary account, Duan Qinghuai didn't hold back at all. He quickly rushed to the top of the gift list and broke the record for giving the most gifts in the shortest time, which made it onto the trending list.
As for why someone would hold such a boring record - setting event, no one knew.
After attracting too much attention, some netizens naturally wanted to uncover his online identity.
But Duan Qinghuai had specially invited the staff who built the network firewall for the Duan Group to help him create this secondary account.
All his efforts were aimed at keeping his identity hidden. He dared not let Ning Yitao find out that the account was his.
If Ning Yitao found out, it would turn into a big problem.
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On this side, Ning Yitao took out an evil - exorcising talisman. It glowed with a divine light, indicating that it was no ordinary item. It was a top - grade evil - exorcising talisman.
Talisman levels were divided into low, medium, high, and top - grade, with the top - grade being the best.
Zhaocai caught a glimpse of the thick stack of talismans in the brocade pouch that Ning Yitao had just taken out.
Zhaocai looked surprised.
He whispered to Ning Yitao, "Taotao, when did you draw so many talismans? What are you planning to do recently? Have you encountered something difficult to deal with?"
Ning Yitao continued what she was doing and replied to Zhaocai, "No. Since I'm going to expand the Taoist temple, I've already started preparing for these things. So don't be lazy and go around playing every day."
Zhaocai knew that drawing talismans was not an easy task, especially top - grade talismans.
But on Ning Yitao, Zhaocai had never seen her draw any talismans other than top - grade ones.
For the drawn talismans, one only needed to inject a weak spiritual power into them to unlock the power contained in the talismans, which could save a great deal of spiritual power and the time for chanting spells.
Ning Yitao threw out the evil - exorcising talisman in her hand. It accurately landed on the spirit - catching net and stuck to the man's body.
Since he was formed by the condensation of resentment, he simply couldn't withstand the power of the top - grade evil - exorcising talisman.
After a shrill cry of pain.
The next second, the man fell to the ground powerlessly. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Ning Yitao walked towards the man. She didn't want to kill him, so she specifically controlled the energy released by the talisman.
This level of evil - exorcising talisman only disintegrated the resentment in his body from the inside.
In this way, checking his memories would not be blocked. Ning Yitao removed a major obstacle for Zhaocai. Now it was up to Zhaocai.
Ning Yitao waved to Zhaocai and said,
"Come here. This time your energy was unstable when you transformed into a dragon. Normally, after transforming into a dragon, you should awaken the ability to probe memories. Try it. Can you do it?"
"!!! A man can never say no." Zhaocai widened his eyes and said. He immediately transformed back into his original form and menacingly wanted to prove himself to Ning Yitao.
When he transformed back, the two small white horns on his head seemed not fully grown, just showing a pointed tip.
Zhaocai lowered his head and brought his small horn close to the man. The small horn emitted a soft white light that fell on the man's body, gently covering him.
Miraculously, the sunken flesh on the man's face and body was filled by the energy of the fluorescent white light.
He seemed to be out of his body. The man who was originally lying down suddenly opened his eyes, but there was only the white of his eyes.
The white spiritual power was like a veil, faintly covering the man's body.
Then, another "him" sat up from the man's body, but it looked more like a soul.
The "him" who sat up was no longer emaciated. He had turned into a handsome young man in a hospital gown.
The one lying on the ground and the one standing up looked completely different.
However, the dead look in the young man's eyes was exactly the same as that of the other self lying on the ground now.
The young man took a step forward and walked behind a white curtain that had just formed out of thin air.
The memories were re - enacted on this white curtain.
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In the hospital, the sun shone into the ward. The birds outside the window chirped. They stood on the branches of the big tree with new buds.
The old people were sitting on the grass, enjoying the spring sunshine. Everything was full of vitality. With the arrival of spring, everywhere was filled with the hope of new life.
The young man was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. He hung his head, and his fringe fell down, covering his eyebrows.
Under the gentle sunlight, a beautiful halo shone on the boy's well - defined tea - brown hair.
But there was a sickly yellowish tinge on his face.
The room was peaceful.
"Click." There was a sound at the door.
At this time, a long - haired girl walked in.
She tiptoed in, afraid of waking up the boy sleeping on the bed.
When the girl turned around, it was actually a younger version of Savile. It should be said, Savile in her teenage years.
When people saw this scene, the internet exploded.
"My god, it's really Savile."
"I didn't expect that they've known each other since childhood."
"!!! Do you still remember what the old magician, Grice, said? She said that she felt there was a brother in Savile. No way, no way. Are they really siblings?"
"I agree with the above. They must be."
"But didn't the witch, Eve, say that although that black aura could help Savile block the damage, each time it helped, that black aura would gradually devour Savile. If it's really her brother, no brother would be so cruel to his sister, right?"
"Maybe that spiritual medium was just talking nonsense. Maybe they just can't guess correctly. They're just here to deceive people and gain popularity."
The truth about Savile's death had been partially covered up by some people.
Netizens on the internet could only gather information piece by piece to piece together the truth.
She had a large fan base. Some people even went back to watch that old program frame by frame, trying to find any missed details.
A large number of Savile's fans flooded into this live - broadcast. They all wanted to know the truth.
On this side, Savile carried the hot water she had just fetched and gently placed it beside the hospital bed.
Teenage Savile didn't look at all like the sarcastic and resentful person she became later.
With her already beautiful face, her pink cheeks and big blinking eyes, anyone who saw this little girl would like her.
Savile sat on the chair beside the bed and silently smiled at the sleeping boy on the bed. Her smile was sweet.
Seeing that the boy frowned uneasily in his sleep, Savile stood up and gently smoothed his eyebrows.
Savile's movement was neither too big nor too small.
Normally, an ordinary person would be woken up.
But he didn't react at all. He was motionless, breathing weakly. He was sleeping so soundly that it was a bit scary.
But Savile seemed to be used to it and wasn't worried.
She just occasionally looked at the time on her watch. After looking at her watch again, she didn't put it down. Then they heard her say in a low, excited voice, "3, 2, 1."
As soon as Savile finished speaking, the boy on the bed opened his eyes.
Savile smiled brightly and said, "Brother Yinhuan, you woke up at this time again today. I guessed right. You saw me as soon as you opened your eyes today."
Compared with Savile's enthusiasm, Yinhuan was obviously in a low mood.
He didn't even look at Savile. He stared blankly out of the window and said indifferently,
"Savile, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. You don't need to come and accompany me every day."
But Savile pretended not to hear and still smiled as she tidied up the boy's bed.