After the cold cannon fodder became terminally ill, the whole family was panicked

Inside the blood-red mourning hall.

Candlelight flickers.

The cold wind blew up along everyone's ankles.

The whole crew shuddered!

The strange whereabouts were vague and elusive.

Just one step away - her true identity will be revealed!

The director gritted his teeth and said, "Go on, actors, read your lines."

The actor who played the leading man looked pale.

He followed the script and trembled, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, why don't you and I get along well in front of this mourning hall, so that my eldest brother's spirit in heaven can see this and feel comforted..."

Chu Yan: “…”

The strange creature seemed to be interested and moved a little closer to the crowd.

A large group of extras nearby retreated in unison!

Even the two protagonists couldn't hold on.

At this time, everyone's eyes were wandering.

Didn't the director say that he invited a warrior to come today? Where is the warrior? !

There were only a few burly men in the entire mourning hall, but everyone, including the male protagonist, looked pale.

Could the warrior be the one wearing the red veil?

That’s right - if that’s true, the director is very wise. No wonder he found a strange man to play the leading female role today.

I don't know.

The "bride" sitting on the wedding bed was just carried behind Chu Yan.

At this moment, his expression was confused and he hadn't reacted yet.

Miss Chu's strength.

Why is it so big?!

However, at the director's order, he had to continue reading the script hidden in his red veil: "Since we want to comfort your elder brother's spirit in heaven, why don't we place the spirit tablet at the head of the bed. This way, it can be considered that the three of us have accomplished a good deed together..."

Lynn read half of it.

Suddenly my whole body stiffened!

The blood-red veil moved without wind.

Something slowly lifted the veil.

That's another flat "head".

Lynn's hair stood on end and she screamed in fear: "Skr!!!"

The entire mourning hall was instantly scattered!

The maids and the guests were running all over the place. Someone even called out to the skinny and weak Chu Yan, “Fuck! This warrior is unreliable! He’s crowing a chicken. We need to escape, why are you standing in front of us?”

Chu Yan apologized and said:

"Long wait."

"We'll get started right away."

The extra who held her was stunned.

The next second, the light in his pupil was illuminated by a white mist, making it as bright as snow!

This "maid" who originally had no sense of existence actually drew out a long sword from her side.

The sword was as powerful as a meteor, and it lifted up the red silk blanket directly on the bride.

Then he cut along Lynn's cheek!

Lynn burst into tears: "Ahhh Miss Chu, I really just want to be on a variety show. I have no bad intentions--"

The sword light brushed past the tip of his nose that had been remodeled!

Unexpectedly, there was no bloody pain, but the translucent "human skin" that was attached to his face was peeled off.

Lynn stared blankly at the piece of "human skin" on the ground.

If Chu Yan hadn't arrived in time, it would have swallowed itself up like a facehugger in the next second!

Lynn: “!!!”

He raised his head and stared at Chu Yan blankly.

The extras who had just led the group to escape were also dumbfounded: "Hey, she is the warrior? It doesn't seem like it..."

The extras immediately came to their senses and started dragging Lynn away!

While running, he said angrily: "Don't just stand there and watch. If a fight breaks out, ordinary people like us will only cause trouble for the female sword fairy."

Lynn's neck was red: "I didn't see it."

The extra said angrily, "You ran so slowly, and you looked back shyly while running, twisting your red veil as if it were a handkerchief. And you still say you didn't see it?"

"Your eyes are almost glued to the female sword fairy!"

"Are you disgusting? You are so shy. Do you think you deserve the dreadlocks on your head?"

Lynn: “You!!!”

Inside the mourning hall.

As the crowd dispersed like the tide.

In the eerie candlelight, only Chu Yan was left fighting with the monster.

This monster has a human body and face.

She looks like a graceful young girl.

But it has no flesh and blood, only skin. Under the candlelight, the shadow is dragged very long -

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at it.

"--shadow play."

Weird is a general term for mutated plants, animals, objects and ghosts.

The object in front of me was obviously strange.

Shadow puppets have no intelligence.

It’s the people who make and polish it, and the opera troupes who travel far and wide to handle it.

It fostered its ignorant temperament.

The beginning of all things.

There is no distinction between good and evil.

It can be attracted by the melodramatic plots captured by the camera and watch them non-stop like a child.

He also tried to swallow the heroine and the photographer many times just to satisfy his curiosity.

Chu Yan held the sword and walked slowly towards it.

The lights disrupted the two "girls"' view of each other.

The shadow puppet smiled softly.

Chu Yan could see clearly now that it was a long gown with a curved hem and a skirt that dragged on the ground.

Chu Yan remembered that it was written in the history textbook in high school.

Shadow play originated during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. The Taoist priest Li Shaoweng came to the emperor and claimed that he had the ability to summon spirits. He played with shadow puppets in the tent to summon the spirit of Madam Li.

Lady Li, whom Emperor Wu of Han was obsessed with at that time, was probably of this kind of charm.

The girl with the curved skirt bowed slightly and performed the lady's salute to Chu Yan.

Its movements were delicate and nimble, as if a skilled lantern artist was manipulating it from behind.

Then he walked towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan stood quietly.

His eyes were fixed on it.

Outside the mourning hall at this time.

Irrelevant people have been dispersed.

After all, the insurance only pays for extras injured by monsters, and does not pay for extras accidentally injured by warriors.

The director's forehead was covered with sweat, and he urged the last big boss to leave: "Boss Chu, why don't we give them the place——"

Henry Chu frowned.

One look silenced him.

He tapped the teacup with his knuckles in annoyance.

Even though this shadow puppet was only a D-level monster, it was intelligent. For a post-natal warrior, it was not only difficult to deal with, but also extremely dangerous.

He promised Chu Yan that he would help her become a master.

But I overlooked one point.

Not everyone can be like you.

He made rapid progress in life-and-death battles.

Most people have limited ability to withstand stress, and coming into contact with strong enemies too early will only hinder their spiritual determination.

Chu Xuan put down the teacup.

Just about to join the battle and take Chu Yan out.

But then I heard a scream from the extras in the distance.

"What's going on? What's that noise?"

"The light, the light dimmed!"

The originally three-dimensional mourning hall setting was actually flattened into a curtain.

The candlelight reflected Chu Yan and the strange shadow at the same time.

The wedding bed and tables all looked like they were carved out of plain paper.

Chu Yan and Yi Gui became shadow puppets decorated with sheepskin.

In a trance, everyone could only hear the sounds of the liuqin, sanxian, gongs and drums, and the erhu.

In the middle, there are faint voices, cheers, and singing.

"Oh no, she was brought into the shadow play by the weirdo!"