Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Wen Boyu originally thought that this story could be filmed in one day, but when he actually started filming, he realized that there are many complicated processes involved.

Changing venues, preparing props, actors' costumes and make-up, and if the actors laugh or read the wrong lines, or the expressions are not in place, all need to be re-shot.

It gets dark again and again, and the story is only a third of the way through.

The program group brought lunch boxes for everyone, and each group ate at a table. Wen Baiyu picked up his chopsticks and said, "It's impossible to finish filming today if we shoot like this."

"Normal, I'll call it a day and go back to the dormitory after one more shoot. Hey, Mo Zhao Jin, don't you give me the marinated eggs." Lu Yu has been greedy for the marinated eggs in Mo Zhao Jin's lunch box for a long time.

Mo Zhaojin tapped the chopsticks he stretched out with his chopsticks: "Who said I don't eat marinated eggs, I just save the things I like for last."

"Cut... the program team is too stingy, this meal is too much, and the food is too little, and they don't let me order takeaway." Lu Yu ate up the food, and kept nagging.

Wen Baiyu ate silently, it was impossible for him to share with Lu Yu, he was hungry.

Lu Yu put down his chopsticks and said, "I just heard from the director that he plans to edit the clips shot by all the teams today into a trailer and send it out first."

"It's normal to create heat for the show in advance." Mo Zhaojin glanced at him, "You ran around after taking a break today, so you must have figured out what topics the other groups chose?"

"That's it!" Lu Yu looked at Wen Baiyu, "Do you really want to know?"

Wen Baiyu gave him a strange look: "I'll just wait and see their announcement, shall we?"

Lu Yu: "..." Suddenly I feel so stupid, shit!

Wen Baiyu ignored the self-doubting Lu Yu, he noticed that Mo Zhaojin's complexion was a bit uneasy, and asked: "Your complexion is not very good, are you feeling unwell?"

Mo Zhaojin was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's hot today, and the armor is not very breathable, so I'm really dizzy."

Wen Boyu was a little worried: "Why don't you take a rest, and you can shoot the scene with Lu Yu and me first tonight."

"Yeah, if you feel uncomfortable, go away quickly, don't affect our filming progress." The same meaning is completely changed when Lu Yu says it, making people think that he has not been out of character until now.

Mo Zhaojin shook her head and said, "It's okay, the symptoms are not serious."

Seeing his insistence, Wen Boyu didn't say anything more, but fortunately, the temperature in summer nights is lower than that in the daytime, and there is just a wind tonight, and it's cool and comfortable when it blows on your face.

At this time Ziran ran over from their table, leaned over to Wen Baiyu's side and said, "Hero, the ancient costume you wear doesn't look like a hero at all."

Wen Boyu looked at him, Ziran was wearing silk and satin, with patterns embroidered with gold thread on it, one could tell at a glance that the character he was playing was either rich or expensive, and he said truthfully: "I am not playing a hero, but just an ordinary person .”

"Ah? That's a pity. I still want to see the famous scene where you beat Lu Yu violently." Zi Ran looked regretful.

Lu Yu: "...Hello!"

Ziran then pointed at himself excitedly and said: "I'm playing the role of the emperor! The kind of private visit!"

Mo Zhaojin heard that he was interested in this setting, and asked curiously: "Then what will you encounter when you visit privately on Weibo?"

"Hey..." Ziran raised his chin slightly, and said word by word in Cantonese, "Fierce! Kill! Case!"

Three people: "???"

Wen Baiyu's question mark was purely because he didn't know what Ziran said.

Reasonably speaking, there seems to be nothing wrong with the plot, but aren't there only three actors? ? ?

Lu Yu asked: "Who plays the corpse???"

Ziran didn't like Lu Yu, so his attitude towards him was obvious. He gave him a blank look: "Who wants to act as a corpse? Of course it is with props."

Lu Yu: "..."

"Then who will play the murderer?" Mo Zhaojin asked.

"Brother Zhuang, his character design is very suitable for being a bad guy, and Brother Mi is a good guy who has been wronged, and I..." Zi Ran patted his chest and said proudly, "A good emperor with awe-inspiring justice and who can tell right from wrong only needs one look." Let's find out the real murderer, and luckily he will be innocent!"

Mo Zhaojin had to drink water to cover up the corners of his mouth that he couldn't help but raise.

"This shitty plot..." Lu Yu couldn't help looking at Zhuang Xingzhou and Mi Zheng at the table, "How did you convince them to film it?"

Mo Zhaojin admired them for being able to cooperate with Ziran in such a spoof, which shows that they have a good relationship. He blinked and said meaningfully: "Don't ask, it's brotherhood."

At this time, Wen Boyu is still thinking about the serious problem of language barriers. These days, he has actually noticed that there are other languages ​​besides dialects. For example, there will be some strange characters under many words, which are called English.

Many songs are also in English. He once heard Lu Yu sing to his mobile phone in the dormitory, like a Buddhist scripture, and fell asleep listening to it.

It seems that you have to learn a foreign language as soon as possible. Mo Zhaojin once said that idols are omnipotent.

If Mo Zhaojin knew that Wen Baiyu had remembered his words, he would have said with a wry smile that they were bluffing words.

After dinner, they adjusted their makeup and started filming. This scene was at night and the location was indoors. Mo Zhaojin and Wen Baiyu shared their true feelings.

In the middle of the night, Mo Zhaojin was wearing a jacket, and took a pen to copy on paper. After copying a page, Wen Baiyu, who was standing next to him, picked up the paper he had written and put it aside, and laid a new one for him.

This action caused the candle to sway slightly, Mo Zhaojin looked up at Wen Baiyu, his face was flawless in the warm light, and his unique pair of gray eyes made him look different from ordinary people, giving him an appearance beyond the dust.

His heart skipped a beat, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether this throbbing was due to entering the play or what, he said his lines: "Bai Yu, are you tired?"

Wen Boyu shook his head, and said softly, "The general is not tired, and neither am I."

Mo Zhaojin smiled softly: "Then if I don't sleep tonight, you will stay up with me?"

Wen Baiyu grinded for him, and said meekly: "I am the general's servant, so I naturally have to serve by my side."

Mo Zhaojin shook her head and said, "I don't treat you like a servant."

Wen Boyu was very moved. Since he came to the general's mansion, he ate well and dressed warmly. He didn't have to suffer from cold, starvation, and fear as before. He often thought about what kind of blessings he had accumulated in his previous life to meet such a nobleman as the general.

"General, don't talk about your kindness in the next life. I can't afford it in this life. I'm willing to do bullshit and horse for you."

"I don't want you to be a cow and a horse for me." Mo Zhaojin grabbed Wen Baiyu's wrist, looked at him firmly and said, "I promised you a beautiful girl, but now I'm going to miss the appointment."

"Ah?" Wen Baiyu didn't understand what Mo Zhaojin meant, and looked up at him suspiciously.

"Except for not being able to have children, I am no worse than Meijiaoniang, right? I will protect you well in this life, so are you willing to stay with me forever?"

According to Mo Zhaojin's so many days of getting along, he thought that Wen Baiyu also had feelings for him, so he believed that the other party would be very excited and even cry after hearing what he said.

He was ready to wipe away tears for the other party, but he saw that there was no trace of surprise in Wen Baiyu's eyes. On the contrary, Wen Baiyu seemed to be terrified and remained silent for a long time.

"you are not willing?"

"General, I, I..." Wen Baiyu couldn't finish his sentence, but the expression on his face was obviously one of resistance.

The strength in Mo Zhaojin's hands deepened: "Why did you reject me? Am I not treating you well enough?"

"The general treats me very well..." But Wen Baiyu really didn't expect the other party to ask him to use his body to repay the favor.

Mo Zhaojin pulled him out of the darkness just to get his body.

Wen Baiyu couldn't tell what it was like, his heart was empty, and the doubts he had about Mo Zhaojin before were answered in this instant.

But he is not worthy, he is a person who crawled out from the bottom, and being able to serve the general is already a virtue of his ancestors, how can he be worthy of being the pillow next to him?

All this is too unbelievable. If others know about it, the general's reputation will be damaged.

Wen Baiyu suppressed the pain in his heart, he shook his head, withdrew his hand and said, "I'm sorry, General."

As he said that, he ran out as if he had escaped.

Wen Boyu's long hair was grabbed by someone when he passed the backyard. The pain made him lean back, and tears were forced out of his eyes.

Mo Zhaojin was very good in his heart, he knew that the other party would never be so rude, and there happened to be a vicious person in his memory, when he turned around, his face turned pale when he saw Lu Yu.

"You, why are you here?"

The night cast a shadow on Lu Yu's already ferocious expression. He stared at Wen Baiyu viciously like a hungry wolf, and said, "Aren't you happy to see your old friend? Anyway, we grew up together since we were young." , don't you even have half affection for me?"

Wen Baiyu was about to call for someone, but Lu Yu rushed over and pushed him to the ground. Lu Yu sat on top of him, covered his mouth with his hands, and grabbed his hands so that he could not resist. I didn’t come here today to beat you, but to take you out of here.”

Wen Boyu's eyes widened after hearing this, and he struggled even harder, even finding a chance to bite Lu Yu's palm hard.

Lu Yu didn't take back his hand under the pain, he snorted: "Damn, you idiot! Do you think Mo Zhaojin is really a good person? He brought you here with no good intentions at all!"

When Wen Baiyu heard this sentence, he felt sad. He knew what Mo Zhaojin was thinking, but even so, he would not leave the other party and return to the life of neither human nor ghost.

"I know." Wen Boyu said in a low voice.

Seeing that the strength of the struggle became weaker, Lu Yu thought he had listened, and he said, "I have inquired, Mo Zhaojin used to have a servant by his side, but the other party was finally caught by him..."

"Who is there?"

Lu Yu's words were interrupted, he got up from Wen Baiyu, looked back, and saw Mo Zhaojin standing behind him wearing a thin coat.

Seeing that there was no one around him, and that he was not armed, Lu Yu was overwhelmed with fear. In addition, he came prepared today. He grabbed Wen Baiyu, took out a knife, pointed at Mo Zhaojin and said, "General, You have played with him for so many days, you should have played enough, right?"

There was no expression of anger on Mo Zhaojin's face. He squinted his eyes and said calmly, "Your name is Lu Yu, right? I've heard Bai Yu mention you before. I think your body shape is suitable for a soldier. If you want Don't come to work under me?"

Wen Baiyu, who was caught, looked at Mo Zhaojin in surprise. He didn't understand why the other party took a villain like Lu Yu for his own use.

"I won't be a dog by your side! Do you think I'm as stupid as him?" Lu Yu said with a pooh, "I have investigated your true face a long time ago."

Hearing these words, Mo Zhaojin showed no abnormal expression, he said calmly: "I never force anyone, if he wants to go with you, I will definitely not force him to stay."

"General! Wen Baiyu called him, but Lu Yu held him back when he wanted to go over.

Mo Zhaojin ignored Lu Yu in front of him. He looked at Wen Baiyu with gentle eyes: "Baiyu, you can go with him, but if you choose to stay, then you will no longer be my servant."

Wen Boyu was stunned after hearing this, he knew what Mo Zhaojin meant, the other party wanted him to make a choice between his past life and the person next to him.

Why did the general force him to make such a choice?Wouldn't it be nice to stay like this?

What a laughingstock the humble beggar would be with the young general.

The general treats him so well, he can't damage the general's reputation.

At this moment, Lu Yu tugged at him and said, "Follow me." He seemed to realize that his tone was too fierce, so he said dryly, "It's a big deal, I won't beat you again."

Wen Baiyu didn't believe a single word he said, on the contrary, all his painful memories were revived at this moment, and some of the wounds on his body that had healed were aching.

"No...I don't want it!" Wen Baiyu shook his head repeatedly, he didn't want to go back to that kind of life, absolutely not!

He shook off Lu Yu's hand vigorously, and ran towards Mo Zhaojin with all his strength.

Seeing this, Lu Yu was furious with liver pain. He saw Wen Baiyu hesitating there and then relaxed his strength, but he didn't expect that it was just the other party deliberately making him relax.

"Wen Baiyu—you dare to trick me! You're dead!"

Wen Baiyu didn't dare to stop, he was getting closer and closer to Mo Zhaojin, when he tripped over a stone suddenly, and threw himself into his arms.

Mo Zhaojin hugged him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "You promised me, don't go back on your word."

Wen Baiyu didn't expect that Mo Zhaojin would be so happy because of him. It was because he could feel the other person's fiery temperature and that beautiful smile so close. A sharp stabbing pain came from his back.

"Baiyu!!!"

Mo Zhaojin's exclamation was heard next to his ears, Wen Baiyu didn't know what happened, he was so painful that he couldn't speak, his legs softened and he knelt down.

Mo Zhaojin hugged him, a knife was stuck behind Wen Baiyu, and blood was gushing from the wound.

But the instigator, Lu Yu, looked very dazed. He looked down at his hands, saw Wen Baiyu's blood on them, wiped it off his pants in a panic, and then murmured: "Why is this happening? I didn't mean to hurt you."

He seemed to realize something, looked straight at Mo Zhaojin and said, "You could have saved him!"

He was already furious because of Wen Baiyu's refusal. When chasing him, Mo Zhaojin showed him a very provocative smile. At that time, he had no sense at all, and directly stabbed him fiercely with a knife.

Mo Zhaojin is a person who fights on the battlefield. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, so how could he watch Wen Baiyu get hurt in front of him.

Lu Yu's eyes were red, but he didn't have a chance to say everything at this time.

The stab he stabbed was so deep that it was hard to say whether Wen Baiyu would survive.

At this time, there were crowds of people around, he took two steps back, then glanced at Wen Baiyu, turned around and ran out over the wall.

For the stabbing scene, Wen Boyu put a blood bag on his back in advance, and marked the stabbing location on his clothes.

Everything is going very smoothly so far, and the blood made by the props soaks the clothes like real blood, which looks very scary.

Mo Zhaojin was about to continue speaking, but when he saw Wen Baiyu's blood-soaked back, he suddenly felt a strong sense of fear and heart palpitations, dizziness and nausea hit him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wen Baiyu was the first person who noticed something unusual about him. He didn't think the other party was acting, so he asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Mo Zhaojin only had time to shake her head, and then passed out.

He was so dizzy that everyone present was frightened. The nearby medical staff rushed over, laid him flat on the ground, pinched him, and soon Mo Zhaojin woke up.

Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he woke up, and then frowned and said, "What did you do? I told you to go to rest if you feel uncomfortable. Why do you still insist on filming and come out like this."

Mo Zhaojin was a little confused, he said: "I don't know what's wrong with me... I felt scared and dizzy when I saw the blood on Bai Yu's back."

The doctor said next to him: "It should be haemorrhage, if you still feel uncomfortable, drink some sugar water, take a rest and you'll be fine."

Wen Boyu didn't know what haemosickness was, but it sounded like a strange disease that would cause fainting upon seeing blood. He said, "Anyway, you should take a good rest first. There is no need to rush the filming."

"If you were dizzy with blood, you should have said it earlier, we can pretend to prick it, and the blood will go up later?" Lu Yu grumbled.

Mo Zhaojin frowned, as if thinking about something.

Seeing him like this, Wen Boyu asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Zhaojin said to him: "I have never had symptoms of haemorrhage."

Wen Boyu didn't understand medical principles, so he could only comfort him: "You should go to the hospital for a thorough examination sometime."

Mo Zhaojin nodded and said, "That's the only way to go. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

Wen Boyu smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, the important thing is that you are okay."

The recording and filming came to an end at ten o'clock, and everyone got in the car and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

Mo Zhaojin found that Wen Baiyu hadn't got in the car, so he poked his head out of the car window and asked, "Bai Yu, why don't you get in the car?"

Wen Baiyu remembered the situation at Song Shanzhu's side, he had to go and have a look, he said: "I still have some things to do, so I won't go back with you."

Mo Zhaojin didn't ask him the reason, but said, "We're leaving at eight o'clock tomorrow. Remember to rush back to the dormitory before that time, lest the director team make any surprise inspections."

Lu Yu's voice came from the car: "That's right, don't get us involved."

Wen Boyu said: "I will come back as soon as possible."

When Wen Boyu rushed to Zhou Jingyuan's house, he rang the doorbell, and Chu Ci opened the door after a while.

Seeing him, Chu Ci's eyes lit up immediately. She felt that she was wearing pajamas. She pursed her lips and said, "Bai Yu, why didn't you tell us in advance when you came over? Let's get ready." Delicious treats for you."

Wen Baiyu smiled and said: "Don't be so polite, I was the one who troubled you, by the way, how is my junior brother?"

Chu Ci hurriedly turned sideways and said, "You come in first, your junior brother passed out just now."

Wen Baiyu was taken aback when he heard this, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with him? Did he get hurt? Does it matter now?"

"He wasn't injured, he just got motion sickness." Zhou Jingyuan came over and complained, "Can you think of it? A great cultivator would get motion sickness, and it's a particularly severe type of motion sickness. If it was in the world of self-cultivation, it would be 100 times." Funniest joke of the year."

Knowing that Song Shanzhu was fine, Wen Baiyu heaved a sigh of relief. As for what motion sickness is, he really doesn't know, it's about the same as Mo Zhaojin's bloodsickness?

When he came to the living room, he wondered: "What about the things that were placed in the living room before? Why are they gone?"

"Oh, it's not yours..." Before Zhou Jingyuan finished complaining, Chu Ci suddenly reached out and covered his mouth firmly.

"We wanted to replace the home appliances with new ones, so we gave the old ones to the recyclers in the afternoon." After Chu Ci finished speaking, he signaled Zhou Jingyuan to shut up with his eyes, so that she would not cause any trouble to her idol!

"I see." Wen Baiyu had no doubts at all, he looked around and asked, "Where is my junior brother?"

At this moment, the door of the room opened suddenly, Song Shanzhu rushed out from inside, put his arms around Wen Baiyu's waist and said, "Senior brother, you are finally here! I have been waiting for you here all day."

Wen Baiyu rubbed his head. At this time, the gentleness in his eyes was more sincere than others, and he asked, "Did you cause him any trouble at Brother Zhou's house today?"

Song Shanzhu shook his head quickly, with innocent eyes and said: "No, I also cleaned their house, look how clean this hall is, I have put in a lot of effort."

"Yeah, you really did a great job to our family." Zhou Jingyuan twitched the corners of his mouth. If it wasn't for being warned by Chu Ci, would he be able to endure Song Zhu's nonsense?

"I'm very pleased that you are so obedient. Master asked you to investigate the matter of Moxiu. I will assist you to investigate together. If there is anything you don't understand, if you fail to contact me in time, I will ask Brother Zhou." Wen Baiyu was extremely patient. "This is a different world, so you can't use mana casually, so as not to alarm the magic cultivator, let alone scare people from the other world."

Song Shanzhu: "I understand, brother."

Wen Baiyu originally thought that if Song Shanzhu didn't get along well with Zhou Jingyuan here, then he could only ask Zhou Momo to find a place to accommodate him, but he finally felt relieved, and said to Zhou Jingyuan: "My junior, I will leave it to you for the time being. I'll take him with me after the show is over."

At present, the owner of the show must live in the arranged dormitory, and most of the time he is followed by cameras, so his movements are greatly restricted.

Before Zhou Jingyuan said anything, Chu Ci readily agreed: "No problem! Just record it properly. What is the content of this episode? Can you tell me a little bit in advance?"

Wen Boyu said with a smile: "I think you still have a look forward to watching the official video released tomorrow."

Chuning clasped his hands together and said happily, "Great! There will be an update tomorrow!"

Zhou Jingyuan was helpless, his wife was happy, so he could only endure it, but in fact, he would take care of her no matter how much trouble Song Shanzhu made. After all, Wen Baiyu himself had only just arrived, so how could he be expected to be Song Shanzhu's leader.

He prayed in his heart, he only hoped that no one would be sent to cause trouble for him, his house was just a small temple and couldn't accommodate so many big Buddhas.

When Wen Baiyu and Song Shanzhu came into the room, the former's expression became a little cramped, and after hesitating for a while, he asked, "Master, how is he?"

Song Shanzhu sat down on the chair, took a bite of the apple, nodded and said: "It's good, the wind and rain come and go all day, and I go out to kill Moxiu every day, and now the rivers flowing on several mountains are covered by Moxiu. His blood was stained red."

Wen Baiyu's heart tightened after hearing this. Although Master had exterminated Demon Cultivators before, it had never been so frequent. He asked, "Master, isn't he afraid that Demon Cultivators will fight to the death and retaliate if they do this?"

Song Shanzhu waved his hand nonchalantly: "The word fear has never been in Master's dictionary, and several major sects joined forces to destroy Moxiu, but the strange thing is that Moxiu never showed up. I think the other party is probably afraid, probably Soon there will be no bad guys like demon cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals."

"At that time, brother, you can come back. Even if you don't have cultivation base, but you have me and the entire Mingyue sect to protect you, who would dare to embarrass you?"

Wen Baiyu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then shook his head, smiling with a heart-wrenching loneliness: "Mingyue Sect never raises trash." This sentence was said by the master himself back then.

"Others are trash, but senior brother is a treasure." Song Shanzhu rested his chin with both hands, "I am willing to make offerings to senior brother every day."

"Your skin is itchy, aren't you?" Wen Baiyu was amused by him.

Song Shanzhu threw the apple core into the trash can, put his arms around him and said, "Brother, you haven't explained to me what happened today, you are dressed so poorly, and those people are bullying you, you still stop me."

"Things are very complicated." Wen Baiyu thought for a while, and could only explain in the easiest way to understand, "I didn't have any money on me when I first came to another world. In order to make a living, I became an artist with the help of kind people."

"What is an artist?" Song Shanzhu asked with his head tilted.

"It's almost an actor. The scene you saw this afternoon was just a story that was made up, and it was all fake." Wen Baiyu said.

"What?!" Song Shanzhu stood up abruptly, he couldn't accept the fact that his senior brother was the only heavenly genius in the Mingyue Sect in recent years, it was his pride, and now he would actually be a lowly entertainer in another world, a joker The presence.

But facing the sadness in Wen Baiyu's eyes, he couldn't say anything to criticize. After all, what's wrong with senior brother?His celestial root was abolished, he became an ordinary person from the proud son of heaven, and was thrown into an unfamiliar world to survive with difficulty.

"It's all the master's fault!" Song Shanzhu's eyes were full of tears, he blamed himself and felt sad that his most respected brother was living such a life now.

"Song Shanzhu! Don't think that you can speak freely because you are in a different world, do you know what you said that was outrageous!" Wen Baiyu felt a twinge in his heart, even if Song Shanzhu cried.

"You're still protecting Master, he's done you like this!" Song Shanzhu was so angry that he slammed the cup on the table to the ground.

"Hey! Little bastard, don't smash everything, you think it's free!" Zhou Jingyuan's roar came through the closed door.

Song Shanzhu cried and shouted: "I will clean up later!"

Wen Boyu felt a headache, he said: "Things are actually not as bad as you think."

Song Shanzhu choked twice, and looked at Wen Baiyu with glowing red eyes.

"In the eyes of other people, opera actors are not lowly existences. It can even be said that opera actors can bring people upward and upright power. It can be said that they are extremely dazzling existences."

Wen Baiyu saw that Song Shanzhu opened his mouth to say something, he waved his hand and said: "You must not believe what I said now, but this is what you have to do next, learn and absorb the knowledge of other worlds, understand and integrate. The magic cultivators of the other world have done all this very well, so we have not been able to find them so far."

"I understand. I will learn everything about the other world as soon as possible, and I will definitely not drag you down." Song Shanzhu said firmly.

Wen Baiyu smiled when he heard this: "You have never been a burden to me."

"Brother, it's better for you to treat me." Song Shanzhu was very moved.

Wen Boyu took out a tissue and handed it to him: "Wipe it off, I'm so grown up and still cry as much as I did when I was a child."

Song Shanzhu took the paper and wiped away his tears, then blinked and said, "Brother Don't Cry, why would you love me more?"

Wen Baiyu pinched Song Shanzhu's sensual cheeks, and said with a helpless smile, "It's just your skin."

They chatted for a while afterwards, Wen Boyu couldn't stay too late, after saying goodbye to Zhou Jingyuan and Chu Ci, he opened the door and walked out.

"Brother!"

Wen Baiyu turned around, only to see Song Shanzhu say to him: "I miss you very much."

The originally indestructible wall of the heart suddenly seemed to have been knocked out with a small hammer. Wen Baiyu let out a breath, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, making his vision a little blurred.

"I've always missed you too."

And Master.

After Song Shanzhu watched Wen Baiyu's back fade away, he closed the door and returned to the room.

He took out the handed down mirror from the storage ring and placed it in front of the desk, then silently recited the mantra.

Soon Zhuang Yuezhong's figure appeared in the mirror, even through the mirror, Song Shanzhu felt that the other party's powerful aura was pressing towards him, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped to zero.

Although he could still yell in front of Wen Baiyu just now, complaining about Zhuang Yuezhong, but when he really saw him, the only word in his mind was fear.

Song Shanzhu said weakly: "Master."

Zhuang Yue raised her eyes again, said "Mmm" calmly, looked at him quietly and said, "How is the situation in the other world?"

I just arrived on the first day!Song Shanzhu complained in his heart, but he said respectfully: "Reporting to Master, I haven't found anything unusual yet, and I haven't found any trace of Moxiu."

Zhuang Yuezhong frowned in dissatisfaction and snorted coldly.Spit out two words: "Incompetent."

Song Shanzhu snorted unconvinced.

Zhuang Yuezhong said again: "Since there is nothing unusual, what are you using the handed down mirror for?"

Speaking of this, Song Shanzhu remembered the purpose of using the handed down mirror, and immediately put aside the fear in his heart, grabbed the two ends of the mirror with both hands, and said excitedly: "Master, something serious happened to brother!"

Zhuang Yuezhong's fingers trembled slightly, his throat rolled up and down, but his tone of voice was very cold: "What wrong did that traitor do?"

"Senior brother didn't do anything wrong, it's just that senior brother had no one to help him in another world, so he became an actor in order to survive! When I saw him today, he was dressed poorly and was bullied by other actors." Song Shanzhu said He even wiped the corners of his eyes pretendingly, "But when I asked him, he comforted me instead, coaxing me to say that being an actor is good."

If Wen Baiyu heard his words here at this time, no matter how bad his temper was, he would have to be beaten, and everything he said would be misinterpreted by Song Shanzhu.

Song Shanzhu believed from beginning to end that Wen Baiyu told a bunch of lies just because he didn't want to make him worry.

The aura around Zhuang Yuezhong became cold, and all the objects placed behind him exploded instantly after learning that Wen Baiyu had become an actor, and the fragments fell in all directions like falling petals.

"Master, please forgive senior brother for his mistakes and let him come back..." Song Shanzhu wanted to say something, but the connection with Chuanshijing had already been cut off.

Zhuang Yuezhong's surroundings were already in a mess, and no one dared to approach him due to the violent aura on his body.

It was rare for a disciple to muster up the courage to go over, but was persuaded to leave by his cold eyes.

At this time, Zhuang Yuezhong thought of the two words Chu Zong asked his apprentice in another world about Wen Baiyu's situation.

He is doing well.

There are many people like him.

this kind of like...

"Bastard!" Zhuang Yue stretched out his hand again, and Yue Leng appeared in his hand instantly. He raised the sword and summoned the cavalry, and it disappeared into the air like a stream of light.

"The spiritual grass grows well here. It seems that you usually cultivate it with great care. It's not bad." Chu Zong wandered around his sect, shaking his fan, enjoying the scenery and breathing the fresh air comfortably.

A few days ago, killing Moxiu, the smell of blood every day made him want to vomit.

During this period of time, I can finally live a peaceful life.Looking up at the blue sky, Chu Zong thought comfortably.

Suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to see a black spot appearing in the blue sky, and this black spot was gradually enlarged.

In the end, Zhuang Yuezhong approached him with a fierce face.

"Hey, what are you doing!" As soon as Chu Zong finished speaking, Zhuang Yuezhong reached out and grabbed his shoulder, and he was lifted up into the air.

There was a bone-piercing chill between Zhuang Yuezhong's brows, and she said coldly: "Come on, follow me to kill Demon Xiu."

"What? What! I won't go, Zhuang Yuezhong, are you crazy? Hey! Help! Didn't you see that your master is going to be forced to do coolies by bad guys?" Chu Zong shouted to the disciples below for help .

The disciples glanced at each other. When they met Zhuang Yuezhong's icy face, they immediately lowered their heads, picked up the hoe to plow the land, and picked the grass, as if they didn't see anything.

"A traitor..." Chu Zong was about to shed tears of misery when he was in adversity.

"Wait for me to come back and drive everyone out of the division!!!"