Journey to the West: Leopard Head Mountain Entertainment Company

'Master said so, I feel relieved! '

After getting Nuwa's affirmative reply, Lu Xian breathed a sigh of relief. As usual, he opened a bottle of Dream Coke and drank it.

With the cold happiness in his stomach, Lu Xian still frowned, but there was no relaxation.

The divine sense was swept away, covering the entire Wanling City.

After nearly two months of rest and recuperation, the collapsed buildings have long been repaired, and the cracked asphalt streets have been re-smoothed neatly. In the bustling city, there are still cars and horses walking around, and people are passing by. But for some reason, Lu Xian always feels that The current Wanling City is not quite right.

If I had to find a word to describe it, it would be that there was a lack of vivacity.

In Wanling City in the past, the whole city was full of hustle and bustle, but in today's Wanling City, although laughter is still there, compared with the past, it is much less. , It may also be an inextricable depression.

That’s right, the catastrophe is not something that can be forgotten just by saying it.

Kunpeng's attack, according to incomplete statistics, caused the death of at least 6000 people, including monks and ordinary people.

Even though this number of casualties, compared to other city-states where plagues spread, wars and famines raged, it is just a small number that is not worth mentioning... What a fart!

Ever since "Legend of the White Snake" was shown, a bunch of idiots randomly bought snakes and released them, causing poisonous snakes to spread all over Leopard Head Mountain and killing hundreds of people. There has never been a catastrophe with more than a hundred casualties in Wanling City.

It's not like Boss Lu didn't think about remedies for such a calamity.

He once issued a decree, well, because the decree is too long, I won’t go into details for now. The general meaning is that the affected families can receive monetary subsidies, and the Baotou Mountain construction team will help them rebuild their houses for free.

And in the midst of disasters, the injured people can also receive injury subsidies, and the injured who lack arms or legs don't need to be discouraged. They can go to the alchemy room to find Ling Xuzi to receive the elixir for muscle growth and bone growth, and take a good rest for a year After half a year, he is another good citizen of Wanling City.

As for the dead at home, don't be too busy making excuses. If the corpses are preserved intact, Lu Xian will order the little monster to heal the physical injuries of the dead, call their souls one by one, and send them back to the mortal world.

When Lu Xian summoned his soul for the first time, black and white impermanence jumped out murderously to stop him. However, after sensing the terrifying coercion shown by Boss Lu, the two underworld servants quickly put away their weapons and used one The deputy (good) persuaded with a sincere gesture.

Lu Xian didn't listen carefully to what he was talking about. Anyway, he probably recruited the dead souls indiscriminately, which would easily affect the order of the six realms of reincarnation.

But Lu Xian didn't take it to heart.

It's just recruiting some dead souls. If it really affected the operation of the six realms of reincarnation so easily, Pingxin would have talked to him long ago.

Of course, not everyone can be resurrected. If there are some bloody and inhuman dead, Lu Xian suggested that the family members... bury them as soon as possible, so as not to stink.

After a lot of work, many people were rescued.

However, those years of being imprisoned in the Northern Darkness, seeing no light, still made many people tense, and it is still difficult to get out of the haze.

No, the bad influence caused by Kunpeng is far more than that.

However, there are many things that need to be resolved one by one. For Lu Xian, the most urgent task right now is to revive Wanling City.

"' ‖Spiritual wounds should be healed with spiritual methods!"

Lu Xian clapped his fists, thinking that he might be able to make a movie to reinvigorate people's hearts.

But what to shoot?

If love is not suitable, comedy may heal some people, but it cannot erase the haze of all living beings, let alone philosophical themes, so don’t accidentally get more depressed the more you watch it...

Just like that, after thinking for about ten minutes, Boss Lu suddenly had an idea. .

Chapter 452

In Lu Xian's previous life, Millikin, known as democracy and freedom, also encountered similar social phenomena such as low national sentiment and mental depression when the Second World War broke out.

No, it's not just as simple as the social atmosphere being suppressed. With the progress of the war, the unemployment rate and suicide rate in Millikin also broke new highs in the founding of the country.

In contrast, the situation in Wanling City is quite optimistic. After all, although the vast majority of the people are still in the gloom and it is difficult to get out, they are not so extreme that they will end themselves.

As for the continuing phenomenon of poor morale, the politicians in Miriam have also come up with a series of policies that benefit the people, such as granting subsidies and reducing taxes. Great improvement.

But at this time, a comic company suddenly launched a comic called "Captain America".

As one of the earliest superhero works, the plot of "Captain America" ​​is very simple. It roughly tells the story of an emaciated recruit who, after being experimentally transformed by the US government, becomes a super soldier and fights wits and courage with evil villains. s story.

When I first read this comic, Lu Xian's perception was so-so, but he was quite interested in the shield in Captain America's hand.

After all, the shield doesn't look that big, and it's even a little small against the burly figure of Captain Mi, but as soon as Captain Mi lifts up the shield, the villains will be very chivalrous, and they will throw their fists and bullets towards the shield. When hitting on the shield, there is no miss at all.

Of course, that's not the point!

The point is that this "Captain America" ​​comic, which claims to symbolize the spirit of the United States, has sold well once it was launched, and it has revitalized the decadent social atmosphere.

It also made the politicians in America realize that Two-dimensional is really great... No, it should be the power of spiritual idols!

The same example, there are many. 103

For example, the tokushou drama "Ultraman" launched in Japan became a popular trend as soon as it came out, with a wide influence and spread all over the world.

And with the passage of time, "Ultraman" is no longer as simple as a special drama in the hearts of countless men and women, old and young, in which a man in a holster fights a monster in a holster, it is more like a belief, deeply rooted Engraved in people's hearts, teaching people not to fall into darkness.

Even before Lu Xian crossed over, there were still many tall, burly, hairless middle school youths who dreamed unrealistically of becoming light, becoming Tiga, and defending the world.

Lu Xian is very disdainful of these people's innocence. He feels that as an adult, he should do what an adult should do. Every day he thinks about becoming a Dijia, can he be more mature!

Aren't Noah, Reggado, and Saiga more fragrant than Dijia?

Closer to home, for the sequelae of the disaster of the people in Wanling City, the spiritual therapy that Boss Lu thought of was to create a spiritual idol for the people and provide a spiritual pillar.

"First of all, this spiritual pillar must be full of positive energy, and the strength should not be too strong, otherwise people will ignore his good character, and it is easy to make people feel insubstantial."

Taking out the paper and pen from the storage bag, Lu Xian twitched his lips, thinking about how to create the script.

"Or... just change the plot of "Captain of the United States", the whole "Captain of Leopard Head Mountain", "Captain of Wanling City" and so on, forget it, it sounds unreasonable, and think about it carefully, the "Captain of the United States" The captain is not suitable either, individual heroism is too exaggerated, instead of filming this, it is better to film "Wolf Warriors."

Youdao is a moment of inspiration, so I started to write about the crematorium.

Lu Xian frowned tightly, and kept turning the pen in his hand, thinking left and right, thinking up and down, but no matter how he thought, he couldn't think of a clue.

hum~

While Lu Xian was thinking hard, a letter from his mobile phone rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.

As we all know, as the boss of Baotou Mountain Company, Lu Xian is very busy... really busy!So in order to avoid being disturbed by idlers, not everyone added to his Fetion.

Picking up the phone and scanning it intently, the letter is from Mei Duo.

Mido...

Staring at the name, Lu Xian thought carefully for a second before suddenly remembering who this person was.

It was the burly girl of the Witch clan who was five or six heads taller than him!

Because he didn't know how to get to the North Sea, and out of approximation, Boss Lu asked the three witch navigators about the flying letters, but after finishing, he threw them into the corner and lay their dead bodies.

'City Lord Lu, are you there? '

When you click on Fetion, what you see is a line of classic nonsense.

'I'm here, if you have anything to say, just say it. '

After a while, Mei Duo sent a reply letter, "During this time, since returning to Wucheng, Fengyao, Digui and I have been thinking about it for a long time, and we want to move back to Wanling City. I wonder if it is possible?" '

'Yes, of course no problem. '

'Then...if we bring some more compatriots to move to Wanling City, is it okay? '

Looking at the message from Mei Duo, this time, Lu Xian did not readily agree.

As a smart adult, Boss Lu frowned, keenly aware of the difficulty of the matter.

'May I ask, how many of your compatriots are there? '

Suddenly being questioned, Mei Duo on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Lu Xian sent a reply.

Mei Duo: "Just now I counted, counting men, women, old and children, including me, there are a total of 750 four clansmen. '

Lu Xian: ...

Mei Duo: "City Master Lu, is it okay?" '

Mei Duo: "City Master Lu, you...why didn't you speak?"You once said that as long as you abide by the law and do not cause trouble, Wanling City welcomes any living beings to join. I assure you, I would like to swear to the heavens that I will never let the tribe disturb the stability of Wanling City...'

Lu Xian: "Ah... let me think about it first!" '

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at the same time.

Xiniu Hezhou, Pingdingshan, inside Lianhua Cave.

A little bat demon, flapping its wings, hurried to the hall inside the cave, and shouted in report:

"Report to Your Majesty, according to the report by the leopard, Tang Sanzang, a muscular monk from Tang Dynasty, is rushing towards Pingdingshan with his three disciples!"

"Bat Lai, are you serious?"

"It's true, it's true!"

Hearing the little bat demon's affirmation, all the monsters in the cave suddenly looked terrified (ajai) and trembled.

"What should I do? I heard that Tang Sanzang's arms are like rocks, his shoulders are wide enough to race horses, and he has the power to carry mountains and mountains. If he slaps his body like a banana leaf, his bones will either be broken or he will be turned into a puddle of flesh. Terrible."

"That's right, I've also heard about the vicious reputation of this muscular monster monk. Since this monk came to Xiniu Hezhou, all monsters who encounter him will end up miserable one by one."

"Hey, what should we do if this Eastern demon monk finds us..."

Panic spread like flames among the monsters.

Some little monsters, even though they don't even know what Tang Sanzang looks like, but just hearing about the deeds of the muscular demon monk, they were frightened into a cold sweat. , Already frightened into incontinence.

"Enough!" x2

Two loud shouts resounded at the same time.

Hong Yin, with the meditation technique, swept away, immediately calming down all the little monsters, and turned his eyes to the two great kings sitting on the throne in the hall.

"The more you say it, the more evil it gets. It's nothing more than a thick back and a big waist. It sounds outrageous if you can run a horse with broad shoulders. If Tang Sanzang is really as powerful as he is bragging about, does he still need the protection of Monkey King and others?"

On the tiger-skin throne, a monster with horns growing between his forehead, thinning hair, silver-gray complexion, and wearing bright silver armor looked at the monsters who were so scared that they couldn't figure out their souls, and shouted angrily.

"Yeah, the muscle monk, I laughed!"

Beside the silver-horned monster, there is another monster who looks similar to him, but with bright golden complexion and golden armor, sitting on the other side of the stage.

"God refers to mighty spirits; immortals refer to those who live forever; demons refer to those who are abnormal; Tang Sanzang can be entrusted with the important task of learning scriptures in the west, not to mention a great wise monk, and he must not be related to demons. As for the name of muscles, perhaps this monk likes it. Exercising the physical body, the body is more burly, all of you are frightened to the point of shit, how decent!?"

The silver-armored monster scolded angrily.

Since Tang Monk went to the West to learn scriptures, countless monsters have coveted him, because it is said that if you eat the meat of Tang Monk, you will live forever and become a fairy immediately.

However, I don't know when, the "Tang Monk's meat", which has attracted the covetousness of countless monsters, has gradually become full of thorns, making it difficult to eat.

According to rumors of monsters who survived the rest of their lives, Tang Seng is not a mortal without the strength to restrain a chicken. Not only is he not, but he is very majestic and mighty, even more powerful than his big apprentice Sun Wukong.

At first, no monsters took the rumor seriously.

But every time Tang Sanzang passed by a monster lair, there were monsters who were lucky enough to live and said similar words in panic. Gradually, one spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and hundreds to thousands. According to rumors, Tang Sanzang's image is becoming more and more evil.

Some monsters said that the monk was as tall as a building, and some monsters said that Tang Sanzang had eight arms, and what's more, said that Tang Sanzang was blind, but he could see clearly and thoroughly than anyone else, and so on. Here comes.

But the strange thing is that it's not that there are no big monsters who have asked those monsters who saved their lives from Tang Seng to question, but whenever the name of Tang Sanzang is mentioned, these monsters don't see any resentment. Tang Seng is a living true Buddha... It's so weird!

It is precisely because of these weird rumors that it is difficult to know whether they are true or false that they add a bit of mystery to Tang Sanzang.

However, in the eyes of Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao, this Tang Sanzang is just an outrageous rumored evil.

"To be so frightened by some ridiculous rumors, alas, I really can't speak well of you."

Jin Jiao got up from the throne and said helplessly.

The little monster in the cave also lowered its head in shame after listening to the two kings' reprimand.

Yin Jia pouted, "Whether it's Sun Wukong or Tang Sanzang, I'll take care of it myself. Whenever you worry about these things, go all out. Those who should be patrolling, those who should be preparing to eat, should be prepared to eat!"

"Yes!" xN

Hearing this, a group of little monsters responded in unison, and immediately dispersed, doing their own things.

Wait for all the little monsters to leave.

Jin Jiao suddenly showed doubts, "If we want to catch Tang Seng, we must first find a way to fight the monkey grandson, you must know that the monkey head is not easy to deal with..."

Before Jinjiao could speak, Yinjiao waved his hands calmly and said with a smile, "It's just a three-foot hozen. We have purple-gold and red gourds, jade-cleaning bottles, golden ropes and so on. We are afraid of dealing with it." Wouldn’t it be possible without a Monkey King?”

Jin Jiao thought about it and thought it was the same.

"If that's the case, then wait for Tang Seng to walk into the Pingding Mountain and give us a merit."