Emperor star descends to earth

It is really unreasonable to give [-] million yuan to only one supervisor position. Ziwei generously gave Minister Wu [-]% of the shares in the contract.

He also signed a cooperation agreement with Daoist Niu without taking money from him.

500 million sounds like a lot, but it is the demolition funds plus Zhenwu Temple's accumulation over the years.These days, Taoist Priest's life is so miserable. Ziwei has been popularized by Daoist Xu. In order to pay Taoist priests in Guanli, he often needs to preside over private orders to go out to exorcise evil spirits. The danger is even more unpredictable.How could he have the nerve to search for Daoist Niu.

After coming down from the mountain and returning to the room of the guest house, Chang Sheng asked Ziwei: "What do you want so much money for?"

He thought about it and couldn't understand Ziwei's intention.

If it is to repay the company's debts, 1000 million is enough, and there is no need to pit Minister Wu for [-] million.During this period of time, Changsheng had a clear understanding of Ziwei's temper after amnesia, and knew that he seemed to be obsessed with money, but he never got it properly.As he himself said, if it was just for money, he could do more mischief.

Whether it's buying and selling positions or displaying financial luck, who can control Ziwei in the sky and on the earth?

Ziwei looked at him and smiled, her eyes were bent like crescent moons, and she unceremoniously picked Changsheng's chin, "Little idiot, there are so many things money can do."

Changsheng's breath became a little heavy because of this "little idiot", suppressed the thoughts in his heart, lowered his eyes and said, "For example?"

Zi Weixin said that Chang Sheng's abstinence posture was a violation of the law, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he kissed him, took out his mobile phone and called Director Liu, and said between the rings: "For example, the funds for the sequel movie of Land God are available. "

The call was connected quickly.

Director Liu smiled: "Master Ziwei? What's the matter?"

Ziwei spoke briskly: "Have you got the money to make the movie?"

"Hey, don't mention it, this film is going to be filmed in Heaven, not to mention that the actors are in high demand, costumes and sets are also big, and special effects teams have to be hired. "Lotus Village" has only been released for a few days, and investors are waiting to see. I told The theater's share will have to wait until the movie is released."

"What do you think of my full investment?"

"...Master, don't joke with me. Film investment is a waste of money. The full capital is at least [-] million yuan, and it may not be able to return the capital. Didn't your company just start operations? We are all brothers, so I don't want to cheat you."

"I voted [-] million."

"........."

Director Liu didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Hello? Director Liu? Is the signal interrupted?"

"...Master, you won't rob a bank, will you?"

He was so panicked that even "you" popped up, Ziwei didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's almost the same, but it's not against the law. You just ask me to vote?"

Director Liu is short of money, since he is not breaking the law, there is no reason to refuse.

Ziwei: "But I have a small question, will the movie be released within a month?"

It takes a long time for a movie to go from project approval to filming, and it still needs to apply for approval. People outside the Ziwei circle don't understand these principles, and they just want the sooner the better.

Immediately, he was sprayed bloody by the professional Director Liu.

If it wasn't for worrying that this is the benefactor and benefactor, Director Liu could have spoken more sharply.

Ziwei wiped the non-existent saliva on her face, and discussed cheekily: "Then you can always give me a pilot movie as soon as possible, right? It can have nothing to do with the main drama, just make it a spin-off, as long as it is enough to attract fans."

Director Liu thought for a while: "This is the opposite, I can make it for you after two weeks of casting. Isn't there a Ziwei Luo Tian Dajiao recently? You can take the opportunity to promote it. But you have to be mentally prepared. Be prepared, the funds will also consume a lot, and it is a bit of a loss, are you sure you want to play like this? Is there a reason?"

Ziwei made a haha, and told him about the requirements for the pilot film. The [-] million yuan was transferred to Director Liu before it was warmed up. Run away.

Chang Sheng finally understood, and said in a deep voice, "You want to collect beliefs for the gods?"

Belief is a belief, as long as Director Liu's film is good enough, which fairy official the audience falls in love with, they can raise endless wish power for that fairy official. Great feast.

The only disadvantage is that it burns more money and the effect is uncertain.

Ziwei blinked, trying to cover up: "Do I look like such a holy father? I just want to make money! Let me tell you, making movies can be huge profits now!"

Chang Sheng hooked his lips, his smile was light and fleeting, and he didn't expose him.

Zi Wei was a little hairy from Chang Sheng's laughter, and pushed him to the bathroom to take a shower, "I have to get up early tomorrow, wash early and go to bed early."

It wasn't until she heard the sound of rushing water inside that Ziwei fumbled for her phone like a thief, and quietly sent a WeChat message to Director Zhang.

[Other gods don't care, the Emperor Changsheng must be more handsome than Lin Zishen in the photo! 】

Director Zhang was speechless: [Why? 】

The main character is Lin Zishen but not the Emperor Changsheng, isn't this stealing the show?

Ziwei Jinzhu's father was in full swing: 【Don't ask why, he should be so handsome! 】

Director Zhang: [OK. 】

Director Zhang didn't ask much, Master Ziwei is also a practitioner of mystical arts, so it's not surprising that there are one or two worshiping gods.It's just a small fan's wish, compared to other gold masters who are obsessed with sex and want to ask the male and female protagonists to accompany|sleep with them, it is not worth mentioning, and it doesn't take brain cells to think of a reason to stop it.

After Changsheng washes, change to Ziwei and go in.

He sniffed the residual moisture in the shower room and was a little distracted, but he really didn't want to have diarrhea anymore, and he was very peaceful when he lay down after washing.

The heavy snow outside the window seems to never stop.

Ziwei nestled in the quilt and looked at Changsheng, his eyes were shining in the darkness.

Changsheng laughed: "You want to hug and sleep?"

As he spoke, he reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders.

Ziwei shook his head, stopped him halfway, hooked Changsheng's forefinger with his index finger accurately, put the clasped palms between the two, and said softly: "That's it, don't turn around and numb your arm again."

"……it is good."

Zi Wei lay flat, looking at the ceiling quietly.

"Changsheng, when the Luo Tian Dajiao is over, let's go back and send invitations to invite guests, and invite all the gods, ghosts, and people we know."

"Do what?"

Ziwei hummed: "We are both old men, we can't get the certificate, we have to hold a banquet. Don't you want to marry me?"

"……think."

"That's it. Hey, what kind of diamond ring do you like? I have to make a marriage proposal for you. How about letting the Big Dipper be a witness?"

Changsheng didn't speak.

Ziwei was also taken aback for a moment, and stretched out her other hand to touch the ring on her middle finger, and after realizing it, said: "You... the ring you gave me is not just a New Year's gift, right?"

"……Correct."

Ziwei coughed continuously: "Don't tell me that it was a marriage proposal at that time!"

"……Yes."

Ziwei closed her eyes, pulled the quilt up in embarrassment, and scolded herself for two hundred and five.

After scolding himself, he scolded Changsheng again.

How can someone propose marriage without saying a word, and even disdain formalism?Even if it's over after wearing it, aren't you afraid that he will regret it later?

Thinking of how she joked that she would sell the ring for money, Ziwei regretted it.

His face, which was always thicker than the city wall, finally turned red, and he said in a muffled voice, "Sleep!"

"……it is good."

Although Ziwei closed her eyes, she didn't fall asleep for a long time.

For a while, I thought, how could I meet such a stubborn idiot like Changsheng, and for a while, I was worried about the future, and I didn't gradually fall asleep until midnight.

As soon as he took a long breath, Chang Sheng tilted his head slightly, and dropped a light kiss on his clenched hand.

"Sweet dream." Chang Sheng whispered.

……

On the second day, the rituals of the Luo Tian Dajiao continued, but it was even more intense than the first day.

Feng Qing was granted permission to bring a selfie stick to show the fans in the live broadcast room the grand ceremony in 360 degrees.

"Today, I raised my flag and prayed for blessings. Everyone recited with me, 'All saints and thousands of truths will come to the Dharma meeting, and the merits and virtues of the alliance will be boundless'. One stick of incense will bring you all blessings."

In the past two days, not only the netizens who were curious about Luo Tiandajiao, but even fellow Taoists who couldn't attend the meeting spent their time squatting to watch the live broadcast of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and the barrage immediately flew up.

[Wansheng Qianzhen is coming to the Dharma meeting, and the merits of the alliance are boundless! 】

[But good luck! 】

[Blessings of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate! 】

[Wow, what is Xinxiang, does it work?I specially bought a lotus heart incense, can I pray directly to my phone?Can the gods receive it? 】

The corner of Feng Qing's mouth twitched: "What's the matter with you, fan, Lian Xin Xiang is dedicated to Avalokitesvara, and you are worshiping Bodhisattva at a Taoist event?"

[I don't understand... don't they all talk about the Buddha's family? 】

[The fragrance is almost the same, let him worship hahahaha maybe the gods can't smell it. 】

Feng Qing smirked and said: "Then you try? If you really can't smell it, remember to comment if you are entrusted with a dream later."

[QAQ dare not order...]

The barrage was instantly overwhelmed by "hahahaha".

Everything was as usual in the big feast, without any waves.

On the afternoon of the ninth day, Daoist Niu invited the canopy-clad immortals in cassocks to complete the three rituals of "worshiping the gods", "falling the banners" and "sending off the saints", and the ceremony will be considered a complete end.

Feng Qing turned off the live broadcast, and the phone also switched to video recording mode.

The gods in the consulting department have imitated ninety-nine percent of the posture of the fairy in the mythological drama, which is called a fairy.

Ziwei told him earlier that when the video is shot, it will be a sample of everyone's "acting progress" these days, and it will be sent to Director Liu to guarantee that everyone will get the role through the audition in one fell swoop, and it will save them from paying for it later.

Daoist Xu said in a high voice, "Respect God!"

All the immortals above boarded the altar.

The Taoist priests in the lower head were very excited. Under the leadership of Taoist Niu, they fought step by step, and the steps of Yu were uniform.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The weather these days is very strange. Although the sky is snowing heavily, the sun is still hanging. Although the light is dim, it can still illuminate after all.

But at this moment, the weak sunlight was suddenly blocked, and the surrounding area dimmed inch by inch. The elderly Taoist priests could hardly see the altar tens of meters away.

Everyone raised their heads.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The dense flying insects almost spread across the entire sky, and no snowflakes could fall wherever they passed, leaving a snow-free zone in a daze.

"Not good!" Daoist Niu's complexion changed slightly, "It's insects, they are coming here!"

The whole square was buzzing, and the priests were obviously a little startled, whispering.

"What should I do? The big ceremony is about to end, if the altar is defaced, all previous efforts will be wasted!"

"There are so many bugs, no talisman can burn them all, right?"

Minister Wu frowned, stood in a conspicuous place and waved at his subordinates, already reluctantly evacuating the staff.

The Dajiao can be done again, and the Taoist priests only have one life.

"Don't panic." Ziwei grabbed a loudspeaker and shouted, "The ceremony continues, and those who haven't arranged a charter come to me to receive the magic weapon to kill insects."

The priests all looked sideways.

There is nothing they can do about these many Gu worms, what kind of magic weapon did Lay Ziwei prepare to be so confident?

Ziwei opened the box she brought with her, revealing about several hundred bottles...

pesticides.

Taoists:? ? ?

How dare you say this is a magic weapon? !