I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"Aren't you filming some prank show, a few cameras will come out to shoot my face later, tell me I've been tricked?"

Cao Manwen looked around and asked guiltily.

"No."

Lu Jian replied honestly.

"So, does this world really have supernatural powers? It's not the kind of qigong, it's just that."

Cao Manwen didn't know how to describe it.

Lu Jian saw the lighter in the car, and his right hand manifested a silver pen last word, and wrote a word on it.

Cat.

The next moment, Cao Manwen's lighter suddenly jumped out of Lu Jian's hand, jumped in front of the steering wheel, and rubbed against Cao Manwen's hand like a cat.

The young doctoral student was shocked.

Immediately, the lighter quickly lost its agility, and changed back to the appearance of an ordinary lighter, falling into the palm of Lu Jian.

"Is this what you mean?"

Lu Bian asked.

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Cao Manwen felt that his materialistic values ​​were about to collapse.

After sending Lu Jian back to the hotel, Cao Manwen returned to the dormitory, turned on the computer, and immediately began to search for keywords such as Jiangcheng Mountain and Jiuliu.

Then, Cao Manwen only found an online article called I created the myth of the old rulers. He glanced at it twice, and it was not bad. He didn't wake up until twelve o'clock.

"Grass, what am I doing?"

He voted two monthly tickets for this book, and went to read the news about the supernatural power.

But the Internet basically only has qigong quick fixes, three-sentence superpower magic that makes the opposite sex fall for you, so it turns out that this is a deceptive book recommendation at first glance, and there are some civil sciences that combine relativity, quantum mechanics, and string theory. Ability research.

There is no trace of what Lu Jian and the others mentioned.

But what Cao Manwen saw tonight was genuine, so he looked at the lighter he brought upstairs.

"Change for me!"

He said to the lighter, but the lighter didn't move, as if mocking his stupidity.

the other side.

Lu Juan quickly contacted Du Danping's family through Song Yunyan, and through Tang Que's letter, he found Bailixingyi, who opened a multinational trading company, and obtained precious interview video materials.

As for Dai Yuanyang, Lu Jian checked it out, and it seemed that the rest of the Dai family had been invited by Dai Yuanyang to go abroad during the war, and there was no news after that.

Lu Yi didn't know what the final outcome of these people would be, but if Dai Yuanyang recommended them, it would probably be because he had connected with a foreign institution that studies supernatural pollution, and the outcome might not be too good.

After collecting the materials, Lu Jian can finally start making the movie.

One month later, in June, before the summer solstice, Lu Jian posted a message on Silent Media's account, announcing the basic information of his upcoming film Jiuliu.

Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

===585. Storyteller (monthly ticket plus update)===

"We will notify you to come and pick up the specific written documents. Don't worry, go home and wait."

Tang Yu sent the patient away and typed the report on the computer. It was already noon and lunch break. The doctors either went to the cafeteria to get food, or started to heat up the meals they brought, or went out to eat.

Tang Yu took out the lunch box, went to the cafeteria, and heated it in the microwave over there.

While waiting, she saw two little nurses watching videos on their mobile phones.

Looking at it, one of the nurses suddenly raised his head and saw Tang Yu.

"Doctor Tang, you're on TV!"

"Ok?"

Tang Yu didn't know, so she leaned over to take a look.

In the video played on the mobile phone, a woman who looks a lot like Tang Yu is swinging her fist with great force, and the strong blow can be felt through the screen.

"What video is this?"

Tang Yu asked, and at the same time had some guesses.

"It's Lu Yi's new movie preview, Dr. Tang, haven't you watched "All Quiet in Spring", woo woo woo, I'm so crying."

said the little nurse.

"Let me see, what's your name?"

Tang Yu asked where to watch the preview, and the microwave oven just clicked, and her meal was ready.

Taking out the lunch box, Tang Yu sat on the other side of the little nurse's long table. Forensic doctors like her, even in the hospital, many people are not willing to sit and eat with them.

Of course, Tang Yu has long been used to it. Sometimes when there are major accidents and there are many corpses to be dissected, she may have just finished dissecting the corpses on her front foot, and then eat a box lunch on her back foot, and she doesn't care too much.

Taking out the phone, putting on the earphones, Tang Yu opened the lunch box.

Tang Yu definitely didn't cook the food by herself. Her father has been in charge of the family's meals for many years. To be honest, Tang Yu feels that no one's sweet and sour short ribs can surpass his father's craftsmanship.

It's a pity that today's dishes are stir-fried loofah and salt-and-pepper shrimp, which are of course delicious.

Tang Yu took a bite of the rice covered in soup, and then clicked on the video.

The video begins with a storyteller wearing a gown and holding a gavel.

"It's said that in those days, the current situation was turbulent, the people were in dire straits, and under the Jiangcheng Mountains, nine streams gathered together"

Snapped--

With the sound of the gavel, accompanied by the beat of opera drums, the curtain opened.

An old man wearing sunglasses is sitting at the table, holding scissors in his hand, and cutting out fine spring leaves, flowers, birds, insects and fish. The next moment, these paper-cut things are transformed into real trees and animals, with peach blossoms in full bloom, birds Soaring, colorful.

"There is a paper cutter, paper-cut and folded, empathy for objects, lifelike."

The paper-cut bird flew towards the screen, Tang Yu was startled by the movement, and couldn't help but tilt his head back, trying to avoid it.

Taking this bird as a transition, there is another slightly fat man in a suit and mandarin jacket, holding a complicated compass-like thing in his hand.

"There are moving mountains to find dragons, exploring tombs to find roots, dividing gold points, and touching gold captains."

The man was on the mountain, the compass turned, and soon he found something, pointing forward.

The camera turned along with the direction of the man's finger. On the mountain road, an old man was carrying a huge box, climbing on the winding mountain road with rough rocks, but he moved quickly as if walking on flat ground.

"Walking a hundred miles, the body is as light as a swallow, and traveling thousands of miles a day, the soldiers are precious and fast."

When the gray-haired old man climbed to the top of the mountain, the camera looked over his shoulder and faced the morning sun.

Under the rising sun, a lively and bustling city is bustling.

The camera fell on a gentleman with a Feng Shui fortune-telling signboard.

"There are yin and yang eyes, feng shui spells, bad luck, and straight iron mouth."

Mr. Gu Yu's feng shui saw that someone's body was entangled with black energy, and someone's body was overwhelmingly rich. There is a definite number in fate, so don't force yourself to have it or not.

He quickly saw a person walking among the crowd, that person had sly eyes, and in a moment, he had an extra wallet in his hand, and he scattered the contents of the wallet to the beggars.

"There are stars, there are empty hands, robbing the rich and helping the poor, and being a gentleman on the beam."

The camera followed the beggar into the alley with the banknotes, and suddenly there was a sentence that the corpse was lying on the ground, holding a scalpel in one hand, and dissected carefully. When the camera turned, it was a woman. She put down the scalpel and faced the wooden dummy. With a punch, the strength was shocking.

"There is a seam maker, corpses are buried, ghosts are suppressed, and iron fists are invincible."

With the woman's punch, the gavel fell again.

"There is a storyteller who satirizes the past with reference to the present, and his words follow the law, and his tongue is as smooth as a tongue."

The picture returns to the storyteller's square-inch platform, the light is dim, and there are only two big characters written with a brush, sonorous and powerful.

"Nine Streams".

This trailer has a taste of national style, and all the strange people in the market are shown in it, which has a feeling of folklore.

Tang Yu saw that the mortician's appearance was indeed somewhat similar to his own, and also somewhat similar to his own mother. In short, it was the kind of appearance that looked like the Tang family.

No wonder those little nurses would say that Tang Yu was on TV.

"He actually did it?"

Tang Yu thought about what Lu Jian said before that he wanted to make a movie about Jiuliu.

Where did these actors come from? I feel that they all have that taste.

Tang Yu watched the trailer again while eating.

Although this trailer only shows the characteristics of each genre of Jiuliu, the overall art style is very attractive, using ink and rice paper as the genre, and the transitions are also very Chinese. In the current popular words, it is very trendy .

The music is also traditional opera storytelling combined with new rock elements, full of charm.

There is no story, but through the display of Jiuliu, as well as the appearance of the city and the people, it outlines a scene of a turbulent era and a group of supernatural beings active in the shadow of history.

Tang Yu, who has some knowledge about Jiuliu, was looking forward to what kind of story Lu Jian could film after watching it, and she saw the little nurses chattering about the content in the trailer.

"It's the first time for Lu Juan to shoot this subject. I don't know what role he will play?"

"I think the old man who runs fast looks quite handsome. I like this kind of mature man the most."

"Tsk tsk, it's not a day or two since you like uncle."

Uh, Tang Yu really doesn't understand the thinking of young people.

The trailer went viral, and more and more people saw it.

In the afternoon, when Tang Yu went to work, she felt that the people around her looked at her a little strangely.

She invited the next patient to come in. The young brother just walked in, and when he saw Tang Yu, he suddenly turned pale with fright.

"I, I'm not dead yet, don't dissect me!"

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