Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The little girl looked up. She had black hair and blue eyes.

She was not as pretty as Zhao Nianzhen, but her shyness made it impossible for Heaven to reward her hard work, and her ethereal and kind nature could not contain it.

Probably in his early twenties.

Compared with others, Zhao Nianzhen is considered an old aunt.

But if an old lady in her sixties can play an unmarried girl, what’s the big deal about Zhao Nianzhen, who is in her thirties, playing a twenty-year-old girl?

The little girl is a little socially anxious and wants to avoid Zhao Chuanxin's gaze.

But Zhao Chuanxin's gaze was like a black hole. Once locked, nothing could escape.

She couldn't help but say, "I can't act well. I can't act well. I can't control myself."

Seeing that Zhao Nianzhen was doing well and the process was still going smoothly, Zhao Chuanxin turned his head away and said, "Come out and tell me."

He is an old man over a hundred years old. Everyone looks like a little girl to him, even though he has passed the fat period when hard work pays off.

The little girl couldn't help but follow Zhao Chuanxin out.

But the male protagonist John Wayne looked at the direction where Zhao Chuanxin and the little girl were leaving, frowning repeatedly. He was still at an age where he could bear the world with tolerance.

The director was displeased: "John, why are you always distracted? Look at this newcomer, how well he performed."

The director was unhappy, but he spoke lightly because John Wayne was a very high-ranking person.

John Wayne had to withdraw his attention and concentrate on acting with Zhao Nianzhen.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette and lit it: "What difficulties do you have? Tell me. I specialize in curing all kinds of dissatisfaction...lack of confidence."

Old Zhao has a very strong aura.

It is powerful enough to target this kind of socially anxious person and make him cooperate subconsciously.

The little girl quickly said, "You see, I am always nervous when I act, and I can't control my hands."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Do you know what can cure tension and fear?"

The little girl finally asked anxiously from the bottom of her heart: "What?"

"Desensitization." Zhao Chuanxin said, "I can help you with desensitization, but it's a small workshop, so the materials used will be more aggressive."

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and found it was quite empty here.

Without saying a word, he reached out and hugged the little girl and started moving at lightning speed.

The little girl screamed in fear.

She had ridden in carriages, cars, and airplanes, but none of them were as fast as this.

She was stunned.

She struggled.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You can scream, but no one will hear you even if you scream your throat out."

He has opened up the absolute realm.

The little girl saw a man walking his dog not far away with his back to them.

She called out: "Help..."

The man turned a deaf ear and really couldn't hear.

Then in the blink of an eye the man was left behind.

The little girl was desperate.

There was a wall in front of them, and they were about to crash into it.

The little girl's tongue trembled with fear.

At this speed, wouldn’t he be killed on the spot?

However, Zhao Chuanxin took her and jumped over the second-floor apartment.

The little girl stopped screaming and looked at Zhao Chuanxin in shock, who had a calm expression.

Is he a human or a ghost?

After a while, Zhao Chuanxin said, "We're here."

"Ah..." The little girl was shocked to find that they were no longer in the crew. "Is this Li Shan?"

She saw the "HOLLYWOOD" wooden billboard next to her.

There was a Kusama hawk circling in the sky. Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the sky and made a call that sounded like an eagle's cry.

The Ku's hawk suddenly lowered its head and dived quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his arm, and the Ku's eagle stood on his arm.

Its feathers are golden in color, like copper, and are very beautiful.

It looked around, getting close to Zhao Chuanxin, but was wary of the little girl.

All this overturned the little girl's cognition.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his arms and the Ku's eagle flew back into the sky.

"How about it? When more exciting things happen, will making a movie still make you nervous?" Zhao Chuanxin asked the little girl cheerfully.

The little girl was no longer shy or afraid.

She blinked: "Aren't you worried that I'll tell your secret to others?"

Zhao Chuanxin was confident: "Just tell me, I smell alcohol. Given your personality and drinking habits, no one will believe you if you tell them."

The little girl's expression began to become conflicted and painful again.

Zhao Chuanxin flew to the top of the billboard.

It's quite empty here.

He pulled out his revolver and threw a steel basin into the air.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The steel basin was knocked around in the air and finally landed at the little girl's feet.

The little girl saw four bullet marks on the steel basin.

The male lead in her movie is a sharpshooter.

But that's false.

The person in front of me is real.

With this speed of shooting and reloading, I'm afraid that all the sharpshooters in the movies combined would not be enough to kill as many as he can.

"You, how did you do that?"

"It's just practice that makes perfect." Zhao Chuanxin reloaded the bullets and handed the revolver to her: "You can also try the Equality Device. Or let's find someone and try to shoot that person."

"Me? I can't. I've never fired a gun before, let alone at someone. It would kill someone."

"Look over there, there are some pigeons flying over, shoot them."

Hollywood is overrun with pigeons.

"No, no..." the little girl said in horror, "It will die."

Pigeons are stupid.

They are not very afraid of people. Their goal in life is to get something to eat from human trash cans every day, and it doesn't necessarily have to be French fries.

They are mice of the air.

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the revolver into the little girl's hand without saying a word, and then controlled her hand to shoot.

The little girl felt that Zhao Chuanxin's big hands were warm, dry, very strong, and not shaking at all.

boom.

A pigeon was shot down and blood splattered on the spot.

"Ah..." The little girl was stunned: "I, I, I killed it..."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "Very good, let's do it again."

boom.

Another pigeon that tried to escape was shot down.

The rest scattered.

The girl's body began to tremble. "Why are you doing this to me? I didn't provoke you."

She was terribly frightened.

Not everyone can kill.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned her gun around and shot herself in the chest.

This time, the little girl desperately turned the gun around: "Are you crazy?"

boom.

Zhao Chuanxin loosened his hand, the little girl's body trembled, and the revolver fell to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin covered his chest and glared at her: "Uh, you killed me, you are so cruel..."

Then he collapsed to the ground.

The little girl rushed over crying, knelt beside Zhao Chuanxin, and checked Zhao Chuanxin's chest tremblingly, but she couldn't feel any wound.

When she looked up, she saw Zhao Chuanxin holding his head with his hands and looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

She was stunned: "You are not dead?"

"Are you still nervous?"

"I..." The little girl's moods fluctuated greatly, and she was really desensitized.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and brushed off the dust: "Gunmanship is also a method, and ballistics is also a way. To overcome tension, start with the weapon of equality for all beings. This gun is given to you."

The little girl was stunned for a few seconds: "Sir, why are you doing this?"

"I'm sorry to tell you that my daughter might have to take your role." Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to pave the way for Zhao Nianzhen and prevent her from making too many enemies. "This is your compensation."

The little girl lowered her head and said, "Your daughter is a better actress than me..."

Old Zhao is too young and doesn’t look like he has a daughter as old as Zhao Nianzhen.

"Sir, my name is Gail Russell. Please stop doing those dangerous things. It really scares me."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't explain, but took out a drawing board and said, "Gail, tell me, what does the person you hate the most look like?"

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Draw it, and then you shoot him. When you have the power to decide someone's life or death, it makes you more courageous."

"But……"

"No buts, go ahead."

Zhao Chuanxin's tone left no room for doubt.

Gail Russell had no choice but to start describing, and Zhao Chuanxin put on his glasses and wrote quickly.

He asked Xin Xingyue to compose the picture first, and then he started painting, so that he could speed up the process.

Gail Russell was shocked and asked, “How can you draw so fast?”

Her childhood hobby was to become a painter, not an actor.

But her parents saw that she was pretty and insisted on letting her act to supplement the family income.

Her family is very poor.

She is introverted and socially anxious, and as a painter she does not need to communicate with others.

Filming was painful for her.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was a master at painting, she really became interested this time and her nervousness was dispelled.

Zhao Chuanxin: "Continue describing."

The two of them drew a portrait while one of them talked.

"Ah, it's so similar." Gail Russell exclaimed, "I almost thought you had seen him."

"Haha, whoever he is, you can shoot him now."

Zhao Chuanxin held her hand from behind and aimed at the hanging portrait.

boom.

Centered between eyebrows.

boom.

Or the center of the eyebrows.

After emptying the bullets, Zhao Chuanxin let go: "How is it, are you more confident?"

"I can't tell."

"You're nervous, so you drink?"

In addition to paving the way for Zhao Nianzhen, when Zhao Chuanxin saw Gail Russell, he was reminded of what his children looked like when they were young.

Somehow, I just wanted to help this little girl.

Gail Russell thought for a moment and said, "I drink alcohol, so that I won't be nervous when I'm slightly tipsy, and I can barely shoot a scene. I know that alcoholism is not good, but I can't help it..."

The ethereal and socially anxious nature of this little girl gave Zhao Chuanxin a sense of childishness.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch: "Okay, we should go back."

Gail Russell turned his head and was so close to Zhao Chuanxin that they could hear each other's breathing.

Zhao Chuanxin opened up his absolute domain, moving with divine powers and changing shapes.

Gail Russell was once again shocked as she watched the scenery on both sides jump. It was faster than a car and a horse. It was so fast that she was scared and afraid of hitting the wall.

Zhao Chuanxin whispered in her ear: "We're here."

He let her go and took two steps back.

Because Zhao Nianzhen and others came out.

Everyone was surprised to see Zhao Chuanxin had no expression on his face and Gail Russell had a dazed look on his face.

John Wayne, however, looked alert and frowned.

Zhao Chuanxin asked cheerfully, as if nothing had happened, "What happened?"

Zhao Nianzhen ran over and took his arm: "Dad, the director said I'm a performing genius."

"So, it's a done deal?"

"Not really." Zhao Nianzhen stroked her hair: "The director told me to wait for a letter, he will ask for a change of the leading actress."

As he said this, he glanced at Gail Russell.

Gail Russell didn't respond, his eyes were empty.

This made Zhao Nianzhen feel strange.