Emperor star descends to earth

Lin Zishen's room is said to be a bathroom, but it's actually very simple, with only a temporary concrete pit and a bucket that heats up quickly. Fortunately, it was cleaned up very clean.

Ziwei brushed her shoes and washed her feet, feeling a little admiration for Lin Zishen in her heart.

It's fine if he's so used to it, Ziwei has seen Lin Zishen's villa with his own eyes, it's luxurious and chic, but he doesn't have any complaints about living in such a small earthen building for filming.

The motivation to make money is really great.

Ziwei packed her backpack in a place where no one was around, and as soon as Tong Changsheng came out of the room, she heard noises in the dark corridor.

All the actors staying overnight were called out, and the others were fine, but the actress Zhou Shijie complained endlessly to the assistant.

"What do you have to go on again? I just fell asleep. If I don't sleep well, I can't remember my lines tomorrow, who will be responsible."

"It's so cold downstairs, why did the director think that it's just a one-off!"

The little assistant said yes, thinking that even if you sleep well, you won't be able to recite your lines.

Zhou Shijie had already removed her make-up, and wrapped her pajamas in a coat. Seeing Ziwei, she became even more resentful: "Did you say something? Don't bully our director, it's easy to deceive!"

Seeing Chang Sheng behind him again, the anger on his face dissipated immediately, and he changed into a smiling face and said, "Little brother is also there."

For the first time, Ziwei had doubts about her appearance.

He looks no worse than Changsheng, what's the matter with this woman, she smiles like a flower at Changsheng, but she doesn't look good at him?

Ziwei asked Changsheng: "I don't know if I was disfigured when I touched the dark?"

Changsheng thought for a while before he figured out his brain circuit, and said silently: "...she has bad eyesight."

Ziwei nodded.There is no other reason than this.

Liu Dazhuang also poked his head out of Ziwei's canvas bag and hissed at Zhou Shijie, seeming to agree with what they said.

Zhou Shijie didn't expect the little jumping snake to jump out of Ziwei's bag suddenly, she was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, she dared not say anything, and left with the staff.

Ziwei laughed softly, and rubbed her palm against Liu Dazhuang.

Hey, it's really not in vain, let me vent my anger on you.

When Ziwei and the others went down, almost all the people left in the small second floor came down.

Including Lin Zishen, the crew was surprisingly small, only more than 20 people.

Seeing that Ziwei was a little surprised, Director Zhang explained: "The low-budget movies we make don't have many actors, and those with few roles and makeup and hair props don't live in the village."

Zhou Shijie sat on the side eating the apples peeled by her assistant, and said, "Who wants to live in this small broken building? Isn't it because of your filming needs? Look at Huang Ruirui, she pretended to be dizzy and escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. Tsk, as expected When the popular little flower, this drama is enough."

She didn't hide what she said. People in the room either touched their noses or turned their faces away, and no one answered.

Ziwei: "Huang Ruirui?"

Lin Zishen said: "It's female No. [-], she passed out and was sent to the hospital yesterday, she said it was hypoglycemia."

What Ziwei asked was not this, he excitedly said: "She is in your crew? Will she come back?"

Lin Zishen: "...what's wrong?"

Ziwei is rarely shy: "I like her very much. The "Pretty Girl and the Domineering President" she played is very beautiful. Can you get me an autograph? It would be even better if you can take a photo together!"

Lin Zishen: ...

Changsheng: ...

Zhou Shijie: Cut.

Feng Qing didn't even bother to look, and walked over to remind Ziwei in a low voice: "Manager, we are making money."

And Brother Changsheng's eyes are so scary.

He reminded Ziweijing that he also realized that he had lost his composure, so he collected himself, put on a professional attitude and quickly drew about twenty talismans, and distributed one to everyone, reminding everyone to keep it close to their bodies.

Many people were woken up in their sleep, they didn't know what happened, they held up talismans to look at the director.

Pa Ying came back to take revenge. Didn't see Sha Bibi and the others trembling with fright. Director Zhang wouldn't want to scare people out anyway.

He randomly made an excuse and said, "I'll take it here for you. Isn't it Halloween today? There must be a festive atmosphere. This is the combination of Chinese and Western."

Crew: ...

Foreign ghost festivals use Chinese talismans to create a festive atmosphere, which is called the combination of Chinese and Western?What the director said is really reasonable and cannot be refuted at all.

The crew silently put away the talisman.

Ziwei saw sharply that a little girl was putting the talisman in her handbag, and hurried over, grabbed her hand and stuffed the talisman, and said with a smile, "It's only useful if you put it on your body."

This physical contact was too intimate, even suspected of playing hooligans, Feng Qing felt nervous again, and glanced at Chang Sheng again and again.

As expected, Changsheng's face turned a little cold again.

The little girl was fine, she put the talisman in her hand into the pocket of her pajamas, blushed and said to Zi Wei: "Okay, okay."

Ziwei looked at her, slightly disappointed to see that the talisman didn't respond.

Director Zhang winked at Ziwei: What should we do next?

Ziwei looked around the room, there were only two girls among so many people, and there were no traces of ghost possession on the rest of them, and Pa Ying was not here.

But he couldn't let people go back. Some people might be in danger if they couldn't see it. Director Zhang probably didn't want to tell these people the whole thing.Ziwei thought for a while and said, "I heard that you haven't built a team for a long time? Anyway, it's the holidays, let's have a lively banquet."

Director Zhang:? ? ?

other people:? ?

Are you serious?Waking people up in the middle of the night for a Halloween party?What are we not celebrating?

Of course Ziwei was serious, immediately took out a plastic bag of sweet potatoes from the canvas bag, and instructed Feng Qing to go to the kitchen to carry firewood, and was about to start a fire in the hall.Anyway, this is an earthen building, the place is spacious, and there is no fire.

He was really hungry, and he hadn't had dinner since he entered the village.

Feng Qing: ...

Feng Qing understands why the store manager can take out a notepad for a long time. How many things are in this bag?

Changsheng felt something in his heart, he didn't mind at all, and even helped Ziwei light the fire.Lin Zishen hesitated for a while, but also came to help.

The actor is already on the scene, so how can the others be idle? Seeing that the director is also very conniving, they immediately moved the table, and those who washed the sweet potatoes washed the sweet potatoes. The little girl even set up a soup pot to cook the soup.

God knows where they made a mistake! Accompany this inexplicable person to engage in this inexplicable team building.

Zhou Shijie's lips moved, and she frantically complained to her little assistant while clutching her coat: "Are they all crazy!"

The little assistant agreed with the boss's idea for the first time, nodded and continued to chop vegetables.

The smell of food soon filled the room.

The roasted sweet potatoes were fragrant and sweet, Ziwei took out the two biggest ones, and ate them separately with Changsheng and Fengqing, for Xiaobai's sake, she also left a small piece for Lin Zishen.

Director Zhang pretended to come over to drink the soup, lowered his voice and asked, "Master, are you planning to lure the kid out by himself?"

Ziwei blinked: "Huh?"

It took a while to understand what Director Zhang meant. He stuffed half a sweet potato into his hand and comforted him, "Don't worry, we are professionals."

Director Zhang looked at the sweet potato in his hand with great melancholy, thinking that he really didn't see the professionalism.

Feng Qing burped, and said in a low voice, "It would be nice if there was wine."

Finally, when the master is not around, he can secretly drink a few sips.

Then he saw his store manager take out two bottles of liquor from his backpack.

Feng Qing: ...

So the store manager's backpack is indeed a different-dimensional pocket!

The conditions of the production crew were difficult, and everyone hadn't smelled alcohol for a long time, and they didn't care about Sanqi 21, they just raised their glasses and drank.

Not to mention, although this scene of squatting on the ground drinking and eating came out of nowhere, it was quite enjoyable.

A group of people even sang songs around the soup pot.

While singing, he fell crookedly.

Feng Qing was originally drunk and hazy, but when he looked around, he shuddered suddenly, and he was dumbfounded and said: "The store manager, did you put medicine in the wine?"

Zi Wei sneered, "What kind of medicine should I give? Am I that kind of person?" Eighty-degree distilled liquor and the ashes of the Longevity Sleeping Talisman were thrown in. Is it worth taking medicine?

Feng Qingxin said that I think you are, but she didn't dare to say it.

There are not many sober people left, except for Changsheng and Fengqing, only Lin Zishen is left.

This is the method discussed by Ziwei and Changsheng.Pa Ying is nowhere to be found, but some things are more difficult to do when there are too many people. Whether it is looking for amulets or other things, it is better to get rid of them all.

Ziwei pushed Liu Dazhuang in his arms: "It's time to work."

Liu Dazhuang slowly crawled out of his backpack, took a few mouthfuls of sweet potato skins, and ran towards Zhou Shijie with two hisses.

Zhou Shijie was lying on the side of the table, a red string was exposed between her snow-white neck, the red string was so strong that Liu Dazhuang couldn't pull it off for a long time.

Ziwei wanted to help, but was stopped by Changsheng, "She has bad eyesight, it will be contagious if touched."

Ziwei: ...

Liu Dazhuang:?

So I'm infected okay?

Liu Dazhuang's grief came from it, and he exerted his strength in anger, biting off the red rope and bringing it to Ziwei.

A small amulet hangs under the red string, about half a finger long, and the small statue covered in a transparent cover is dark and has scarlet eyes.

Ziwei didn't pick it up, Feng Qing took it, flipped it over twice in his hand, gasped and said, "This is Pa Ying? Did she invite it?"

Ziwei didn't answer, but looked at him without a word and said: "Feng Qing, don't touch it with your hands."

Feng Qing: "Huh? I didn't feel any genitals inside?"

Ziwei: "...do you know what this thing is enshrined with?"

Feng Qing:?

Ziwei covered her face: "Most people use blood to worship, women usually use that blood, just the one that comes once a month, wipe it on it and feed it."

Feng Qing:! ! !

Feng Qingchua threw away the amulet and looked for water everywhere to wash his hands.

Lin Zi frowned deeply, and asked Feng Qing's question: "So it's Zhou Shijie?"

"No." Ziwei said, "She should have picked up this amulet."

Zhou Shijie's acting skills were poor, and the entire crew knew that, judging from her previous behavior, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and she didn't have a yin energy in her body, and someone else enshrined Pa Ying.

Since the man had thrown Pa Ying into the Earth Temple, and the righteous god was suppressing the evil god, it was impossible for Pa Ying to escape.Unless someone picked up the amulet and brought him out.

The question is, since the amulet is here, where did Paying go?

Changsheng: "Just ask and you will know."

He stood up, walked straight to the door, and said in a loud voice: "Since the God of Fortune is here, why don't you show up and see him?"

As soon as the voice fell, the fallen leaves outside the door moved automatically without wind, and gradually gathered into a low figure.

It was an old man, with long beard and white hair shining slightly in the moonlight, but there was a black air lingering between his brows.

The sobs of the village ghosts could be heard faintly among the ruined walls outside.

Feng Qing turned pale with fright, staggered in fright, and pulled Zi Wei and Lin Zishen back.

"Be careful, this land has gone into evil ways!"

The land is an earth immortal, usually held by a ghost with great merit and virtue, and it is under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division.But this land is infected with evil spirits, either killing people or swallowing ghosts, anyway, it is only a scene of great evil.

No wonder those village ghosts didn't dare to let ordinary people with cultivation see him!

As soon as Feng Qing said that, a village ghost ran out, it was the middle-aged female ghost, she still held her son in her arms, and scolded tremblingly: "Don't talk nonsense! The village chief is only thinking about the village, he It is imperative!"

Chang Sheng said almost ruthlessly: "He has no choice but to kill the one who deserves it?"

The middle-aged female ghost choked and looked at the land helplessly.

The earth shook his head lightly, motioning the female ghost to back down, and leaned over and made a bow: "I have seen the two adults. Although I have difficulties, the adults are right, and others are always innocent."

Ziwei is not at all curious about the ups and downs of the land. He took orders from Director Zhang and not from the land. Whether there is a wrong trip has nothing to do with him, and it is handled by the underworld.So he talked about Changsheng, and asked straight to the point: "Hello, Landlord, do you know where Paying has gone?"

The Lord of the Earth sighed, "The old man came here to tell you about this. He has already left the village to find his mother."

The corner of Ziwei's eyes twitched.

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, and said bluntly: "Isn't the person who dares to worship the little devil here? Damn it! The store manager! Could it be your idol? That Huang Ruirui?"

Ziwei: "...shut up."

I am very clear in my heart, can you not say it?

The author has something to say:

Ziwei: I finally became a fan of an idol! !

Happy Halloween, little angels!Comment to draw red envelopes! !