daily life of buddhism

After saying goodbye to Yue Peng, Zhu Liang walked out of the market with his chest held high and his head held high. When he got to a place where there were few people, he immediately knelt down and rubbed his toes.

...It hurts so much.

It was approaching summer, and I was wearing a pair of thin leather sandals. When I encountered the so-called "enchantment" before, I was completely defenseless, and my big toe was hit hard.

Zhu Liang has a very unmanly shortcoming, especially afraid of pain.

Should I be glad that I am not wearing the usual flip-flops because I am going out to work and meet people?

A certain male author with moist eyes squatted for a while, and saw a flat stone not far away, which looked very clean, so he moved over and sat down, then felt that sitting was a bit boring, picked up his mobile phone and browsed the Internet Come.

All in one go.

The second company of otaku.

The Internet speed is quite fast, obviously it is in the mountains, right?This is really cool.

Speaking of it, I didn't feel any bumps when I fell asleep in the car, which is not in line with common sense...

Zhu Liang himself knew what he was like. He had always had a shallow sleep, and he would wake up from his dream when it rained, thundered, or typhooned.

——It should be related to Zhao Yaoshan.

Since An Yiyuan had been vaccinated and said that this was originally a cultivation sect, but it became a martial arts sect because of the loss of inheritance, so it is logical that there are some strange things beyond cognition, right?

The "enchantment" I hit before was probably the Qimen Eight Diagrams Formation?

The kind that Zhuge Da will know.

Thinking of this, I was instantly relieved.

Feeling more relaxed, Zhu Liang casually swiped through the official accounts that he usually followed, sucked up a wave of cats, cats and dogs, and opened the browser Baidu "An Yiyuan".

A screenwriter who was about to start working felt that he didn't know the young director well enough.

This time, skipping those serious official introductions, Zhu Liang specialized in gossip and gossip, and got into the bbs forum of Zhongzhou University——

Never thought.

An Dao is such a sinful man.

With a different world background, this should increase the popularity, right?

"Girl's Heart Crusher", "Universal Steel Straight", "Warrior Even the Old Man Can't Subdue", "Brilliant Young Director", "Rich Second Generation Going to the Rich Generation"... Deeds spread throughout the forum.It seems that very few people know about her boyfriend, otherwise she wouldn't be considered a straight man.

Zhu Liang flicked the screen with his fingers, his eyes fixed.

Wait, what the hell is "Shangxian"?This style of painting is a bit bizarre.

Cos video?

Relying on the unlimited data package, Zhu Liang clicked on it to take a look, and was immediately confused by An's appearance and demeanor.

Elegant, indifferent and indescribably foreign.

Bah, it's ethereal.

This is An Yiyuan? !

In an instant, my mind was wide open, and I felt that he could be asked to play xx, xx and xxx in "Hongmengjie"... But the director is impossible to end. Speaking of which, who is the starring role of my play?

Suddenly realized that the original author of this question is not well.

The screenwriter has already joined the team, and the starring role is still a mystery... This kind of visual sense of cooperating with San Wu Xiao Workshop——

Zhu Liang stood up and looked into the distance.

The mountains are green and the water is clear, and the attic hides people's voices far away.

The national 5A-level tourist area is nothing more than that. If you really want to rate it, it should be 7A, just like the highest five-star hotel in Dubai but it has a seven-star hotel.

Yes, rich as hell.

Suddenly, he felt very confident. After all, there are still a few problems in this world that cannot be solved with money, and An Yiyuan seems to be very clear-headed, so he won't do anything to ruin a good hand of cards.

The original author, who put most of his heart down, took out the area map given by the driver brother, and followed the instructions to find the dormitory.

The luggage has already been put away.

Finding the way was easy.

The land is vast, the population is sparsely populated, and there are few buildings. There are basically no distractions, and it is very difficult to get lost. In some places, there is no way for people to walk.

Zhu Liang soon came to the residence.

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Is this a dormitory... Isn't this a Suzhou garden?

I feel that just by collecting tickets, I can get rid of poverty and become rich, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of life.

For the first time in his life, Zhu Liang, a man who is not short of money and is sought after by many readers, is so intuitively aware of his own poverty.

"Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to a pavilion; the corridors are back and forth, and the eaves are pecked high; Bo, Weiyun, Helong? If you go back to the road and walk in the sky, don’t Jihe Hong?”—forgive him for immediately memorizing "A Fang Gong Fu" in his mind.

Zhu Liang walked slowly along the open courtyard door.

The willows are blowing in the breeze, and a few colorful spring flowers swirl and fall down. The figure is like a dancing girl, falling on the clear lake, like Qixia floating.

The fairy air is mixed with the right human spirit, which makes people inexplicably moved.

"Chirp!"

The sound of the bird made Zhu Liang look up subconsciously, but instead of seeing the bird, he saw a tall pavilion.

Two floors, the kind without stairs.

...but there are windows on the second floor.

Sure enough, the upper floor of the pavilion is prepared for martial arts masters who know how to do light work?

Zhu Liang approached the main body of the garden—the third floor, which looked like a wooden building inhabited by a wealthy family in ancient times. He passed furniture and decorations that seemed to be genuine antiques, and went up to the second floor.

There are four rooms on this floor, and the name of the occupant is pasted next to the door, which finally makes people feel the modern atmosphere.

Zhu Liang was not in a hurry to go in, but took advantage of not seeing anyone, and visually checked that the neighbors hadn't come yet, so he walked around the whole building.

Then he was Spartan.

Everyone's names... are not in the same style as him.

There are no people on the first floor, four rooms on the second floor, and three rooms on the third floor, a total of seven rooms. At present, only 3 names on the second floor and 1 name on the third floor have been seen, and the others have not been posted.

Besides himself, the other 3 names are as follows:

Liu Guang, Ming He, Tian Suan Zi.

Especially martial arts feeling.

"Hey, is anyone already here?" A crisp voice sounded in a daze. A handsome young man was carrying a few bags and apparently just went through some shopping, standing by the stairs and waving to him, "Room 203? I'm in your room." Next door, buddy hello."

"203?"

Zhu Liang began to wonder if he had missed the house number.

"From left to right, the first room is 201 Liuguang, the second is 202 Minghe, and yours is the third so it is 203. Ah, do you count from right to left? Indeed, in this ancient atmosphere You are right." The young man nodded, "Then I am 201 and you are 202."

Zhu Liang: "..."

No, I just expressed my doubts about the house number and didn't say anything about how you managed to complete a conversation by yourself.

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"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Tang Yao. Yao Yuan is the makeup artist of the crew. What about you?"

"My name is Zhu Liang. I'm the original author of the novel and the screenwriter of the play." Zhu Liang shook hands with Tang Yao, "But there should be other screenwriters..."

"Sure, it's such a big crew after all."

Tang Yao grabbed the red fruit from the shopping bag and stuffed it to Zhu Liang, "This is for you, it's delicious, and the seller said you don't need to wash it."

"Oh, good, thank you."

Zhu Liang took it in a bit of a daze, and saw Tang Yao smoothly picked up a big one and took a bite. His manner was natural but not vulgar, and his temperament was free and easy. I definitely can’t come.”

"Do you know who the lead actor is?"

A certain author was immediately attracted to the attention.

"Of course, the male number one is the only son of the head of Zhaoyao Mountain." Tang Yao took it for granted, "Why don't people come out of the venue to cover food and accommodation, and work hard for what? To make a contribution to the film industry?"

Makes sense.

Was speechless.

"Since you're here, tear up the name post. I've waited for half a month and you're here. I don't know when the others will come in."

soon.

That night, Zhu Liang's acquaintances, An Yiyuan and Ao Jingfan, lived in 301. The next morning, Fairy Liuguang came to 204. Minghe put something in 203, tore up the name post and left in a hurry. The external contact person of Zhaoyao Mountain, Senior Brother has been very busy recently.

For example, don't forget to hide your eyes when you are supervising the swords of your classmates.

In order to prepare for the movie, some mortals have come to Zhaoyao Mountain these days. For mortals, the concept of martial arts is not easy to accept, and jumping to Xianxia will ruin the three views even more.

But it's only temporary.

When the filming officially starts, many places will be replaced by their own people. In that case, there will only be 3 mortals left, and they have arranged to live with me. It shouldn't be difficult to hide (flicker).

Original author Zhu Liang; makeup artist Tang Yao; photography and art director Zheng Hongwen.

Relevant departments also took great pains in selecting personnel.

First of all, the original author Zhu Liang is force majeure. Whoever told him to write "Hongmengjie" is the most suitable. A little magic modification can well show the style of the cultivation world. Even the name of the sect where the protagonist belongs is just Zhaoyao Mountain is simply destined by heaven;

The second is the second place, a well-known makeup artist in the industry. She became famous after several makeups that her peers thought were nonsense but were very popular with passers-by. A cutting-edge make-up artist with a broken leg—yes, he has quite a few fans, Yan Haohuo (referring to make-up) is good, and he is also a well-informed person from the world;

The third place at the end, adheres to the principle that the fewer people the better, and there happens to be a candidate for photography and fine arts Shuangdan, who has rich experience in the industry and is quite obsessed with Xianxia culture. When he was young, he was a radical and angry youth. All kinds of monotheistic religions have developed from tearing X online to offline PK. Although they are now middle-aged and elderly, they are calm on the surface, but their hearts remain unchanged...

Oh yes, Tang Yao came half a month earlier to hold a tutoring class to train his rookie makeup artists.

In the past two years since the recovery of spiritual energy, monks walking around the mortal world have had occupations one after another. Among them, those related to makeup and those whose occupation has nothing to do with it have also been exposed to makeup because of their interest. They can still set up a makeup group by pulling them out.

They are all nuns.

You know.

Tang Yao originally thought that the crew arrangement was unreliable, and he just clocked in to work for the sake of remuneration, but he didn't expect——

What paradise is this!

There are so many good-looking young ladies around you, fat, swallows, and thin, each with their own merits, plain makeup and ancient costumes, completely natural, heart-shatteringly beautiful, with a nice voice and high understanding, compared to the idiots he taught before!

Even if you don't need money, you still have to do this job!What's more, the reward is so generous!

Moved to tears.

In the same way, there are quite a few monks who take photography as their profession. In addition, their learning ability is generally high. It only needs one leader, and it is not difficult to make a good drama.

In view of the fact that the real special effects are not used, but pure natural and pollution-free spells, and it does not cost money, it is entirely possible to shoot several times and angles, and then leave it to the later stage for editing.

And why did Comrade Zheng Hongwen come so late...the schedule is not open.

This kind of authoritative person who can work two jobs for one salary is too sought-after.

In other words, except for Mr. Zheng Hongwen and Tian Suanzi, who lived in this building, they all showed their faces.

"Hey? Then why didn't you post your name?"

"Because the old man will definitely be the last to come, and there will only be one room left to show the way."

"Ok."

The reason why the third floor has fewer rooms than the second floor is because there is a large terrace.From this, it can be deduced that the area of ​​each room is also large, and it is not a problem to sleep two people.

There are stone tables and chairs on the terrace, An Yiyuan, Zhu Liang and Tang Yao are sitting around drinking tea.

The family member Ao Jingfan went out, probably looking for Yue Peng - the Buddhist youth heard the name from a Taoist priest; Liuguang Fairy was feeding the fish by the lake.

The long-haired and beautiful woman in a wide-sleeved fairy dress, with a demure posture like a delicate flower shining in the water, gently smashed the pasta in her hand and threw it into the water.The koi do not fight for each other, nor do they jump up and splash large swathes of water. They just gather slowly, with their translucent tails fluttering and stretching like a veil, eating food leisurely.

The years are quiet.

The wind is also leisurely.

Tang Yao took a sip of tea, felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and smelled the fragrance of soil, vegetation and lake water from the wind on his nose. He lay down on the table and sighed: "It's like a poem, it's really like a poem, a fairyland is nothing more than that." He touched a brand of sterling silver stud earrings on his right ear, feeling quite regretful, "I want to go the old fashioned way, I shouldn't have so many pierced ears, alas."

"what."

Zhu Liang, who was wondering how much the tea was worth, was taken aback by the estimate, and looked carefully, "Your ear piercing is not obvious, and the earrings are very thin. You shouldn't be able to see it when you take it off." Come out, it should be fine."

Tang Yao complained: "You don't understand."

Zhu Liang:? ? ?

"The eyes of the young ladies are all very good, and their eyesight is 5.3. It is too difficult to expect them to see."

"Ladies and gentlemen?"

"Yeah. The class is over, and I'm so lonely." Tang Yao recalled obsessively, "Sister Meng's voice is as gentle as a lark, Sister Yu's dancing posture is lighter than a bird, and Sister Hong's bright eyes are as rippling as autumn water..."

Zhu Liang: ...

Although I don't know what he's talking about, why is my fist getting more and more itchy?

"Make-up training class." An Yiyuan, who swiped the APP, raised his head, "Thank you, by the way, the criteria for choosing a spouse for these ladies are all internal disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain." Chunqiu's brushstrokes, at least they must be monks .

"Ah, I didn't think about that."

Tang Yao sat up, resting his chin on one hand, his eyes sparkling, "I just admire the beauty of fairy sisters."

"Sister Fairy?"

Zhu Liang choked.

This description is really easy to think of a certain unlucky child whose beautiful girls in all martial arts are his sisters.

"Hmm——" Tang Yao dragged his tune, leaned back, and half of his cheeks were hidden in the part that the sun couldn't cover, looking mysterious and lazy, "Sister Immortal."

An Yiyuan looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, it's not very reliable from the beginning to hide things from mortals.

The author has something to say:

After choosing the name, I found out that Tang Yao had a homonym for decoction... well, it was just a coincidence, didn't Zhu Liang have no homophony.