There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Ruo Cang received the request, and the nanny drove directly to the first TV station.

As soon as he got out of the car, Wan Jiaqi greeted him with a few staff members.

"Ruo Cang, you're finally here." Wan Jiaqi's expression was solemn, "Now the situation is getting serious, we really have nothing to do."

Ruo Cang asked in confusion, "Didn't Director Dong invite the Seventh Buddha during the celebration banquet?"

Mr. Du's naive fight with the Seventh Buddha is nothing more than reading the scriptures and buying people's hearts.

Wan Jia strangely brought the director of No. [-] TV Station to meet Ruo Cang, but who knew that she had gathered the excitement of the two masters at the scene.

Dong Hong's degree of superstition is no less than Wan Jiaqi's wavering ideas.

At that time, Mr. Du showed her and said "no problem", she didn't believe it at all.

You must listen to the Seventh Buddha's sentence "Your karma comes from other places, I can help you look at it."

The head of the station was simply fooled away, Ruo Cang really didn't feel sympathetic at all.

Speaking of this matter, Wan Jiaqi was very embarrassed.

A choreographer like him shouldn't interfere too much with the director's decisions.

The TV station has already invited the Seventh Buddha to practice, so there is no reason to bother Ruocang again.

However, today, the people in the stage got together for a meeting and chatted during the meeting, only to discover the strangeness of the matter.

Dong Hong was ill and was sent to the hospital overnight with a high fever last night.

A few days before she had a fever, she talked with her colleagues about her dreams.

"She said that after watching the teachings of the Seventh Buddha, she dreamed that she was trapped in the studio and couldn't get out no matter what."

Wan Jiaqi's face paled after talking here, "The reason why we want to invite you to come here earlier is because... because... we all had this dream!"

Wan Jiaqi is not a superstitious person, if he is not like the Shen family mansion in the past, he will still be a firm materialist.

Everyone has nightmares.

Most of them are strange.

However, many of the staff of the same TV station dreamed of the same thing, which is enough to prove how weird it is.

It's not really haunted, but it's scarier than haunted.

The staff who followed Wan Jiaqi didn't look very well, and they stared at Ruo Cang with fear.

When recording "A Millennium of Mountains and Rivers" before, they more or less heard about Wan Jia's encounter with ghosts.

Many people regard it as a strange talk about Chengdu, so let's forget it.

Who knew that they would personally experience the collision of dreams!

Wan Jiaqi, as a representative, recounted the dream to Ruo Cang in fear.

"In fact, we often go to the studio. It is normal to think about it day and night, but what is abnormal is that our dreams are exactly the same, even the details are similar. In the dream, we are trapped in the studio. Sometimes Trapped in the air, sometimes nailed to the ground..."

His detailed description made the staff around him feel gloomy.

They are like lonely ghosts, trying to break out of the cage.

But he was always trapped on the walls and corners of the studio, suffering terribly.

Although they don't know the specifics of Dong Hong's dream, the dreams spoken by the participating staff are almost the same.

The feeling of suffocation and depression caused the staff to feel lingering fear and turn blue.

"Wait a minute, Director Wan."

Ruo Cang saw this group of people getting more and more flustered, and had no choice but to stop Wan Jiaqi.

The staff in front of him gradually cast shadows in their luck.

I'm afraid they're going to scare themselves to death before they really see the hell.

So Ruocang said, "Take me to the studio where the Seventh Buddha's practice is done."

Ruo Cang, led by them, walked into the studio Wan Jiaqi mentioned.

The ceiling is high, the furnishings inside are simple, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood.

It's just an ordinary TV studio, but it has a unique coldness.

As soon as he walked in, Ruocang felt the cold escaping from the surroundings.

He had to ask, "Did you turn on the air conditioner?"

"No!" Wan Jiaqi's eyes were terrified, "absolutely not! Moreover, it became like this after the Seventh Buddha chanted and practiced here!"

At that time, the Seventh Buddha said that the studio was located in a dark grave, which disturbed the underground ghosts.

It must be done on the spot to save the wronged soul, so as not to affect the first TV station.

Wan Jiaqi never thought there was anything wrong with the studio, but Dong Hong couldn't believe it.

Therefore, the Seventh Buddha knocked on a wooden fish to recite Buddhist scriptures, and at the same time arranged for three disciples to copy the scriptures and posted them in the studio, claiming to "suppress sneaking".

After that day, the staff generally felt that the temperature inside the studio was lower than outside.

Only Dong Hong is convinced that the rituals have suppressed the ghosts, and the projects of the first TV station have all started smoothly.

However, Wan Jiaqi didn't believe it at all.

He said: "This period of time is the peak period of project initiation and completion. All the projects that have passed the review are traditional big projects of TV stations. How could it not go well?"

Wan Jiaqi believed in Ruocang more than the mighty Seventh Buddha.

Because of this young man, there is no fancy pomp, and he will not say some sensational things inexplicably.

Reliable enough to reassure him.

Wan Jiaqi explained the actions of the Seventh Buddha in detail.

Wherever Ruo Cang looked, there was an unavoidable coldness hidden in every corner.

He looked around, and in those places where the suffocation lingered, he could see yellow Buddhist scriptures pasted on the suspended ceiling.

Wan Jiaqi observed his words and quickly asked, "Should we take off the talisman paper pasted by the Seventh Buddha?"

Ruocang resolutely refused, "Not for now."

With a sweep of his gaze, he estimated the number of Buddhist scriptures in the entire studio. There were hundreds of pages of scriptures, which did not seem like a trap set by the Seventh Buddha.

These sutras are probably suppressing something.

Even the sorcerer in the gray monk's robe was extremely sinister in his eyes.

But the Seventh Buddha's close relationship with Dong Hong can't be for the purpose of destroying the first TV station and then destroying his own reputation.

He didn't understand the situation, so of course he couldn't remove the Buddhist formation rashly.

Whether it's a trap or a suppression, Ruo Cang doesn't intend to take risks on the No. [-] TV station where people come and go.

Ruo Cang thought for a while and asked, "Do you have any incense?"

When the Seventh Buddha came to practice, he asked for countless incense sticks, paper and inkstones.

Director Wan hurriedly asked the staff to bring the things.

There was a big bag of incense candles and incense burners here and there, and the staff specially used a cart to push them to the scene for Ruo Cang.

The sandalwood and Buddhist candles commonly used in temples are not the best choices in Ruocang, but it is not the time to be picky.

He took out an incense stick and lit it with a lighter.

The shadow of gray smoke curled up into the air, drifting finely in the bright light.

The cold wind around it made it spin around without direction.

Ruo Cang quietly held the incense, staring at the momentum of the smoke.

This wisp of smoke looks extraordinarily strange and twists and turns. It should never be what fireworks should look like in an ordinary environment.

It sometimes moves and spreads, sometimes hovers in the air, and sometimes rushes towards the gate.

It looks like a hand is holding it and controlling its direction.

Ruocang watched the smoke, and Wan Jiaqi followed suit.

But he looked at it, suspecting that he was old and dizzy, so he rubbed his eyes quickly.

It's useless, the wisp of smoke is still circling in the air, at the mercy of weirdness.

Wan Jiaqi panicked and said in a low voice, "Master, I, my dream is like this smoke!"

The same dizzy, aimless rampage, with no pattern!

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding staff who had similar dreams could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts.

They thought it was just an illusion that they felt that the direction of the smoke was like a dream.

However, Wan Jiaqi's words hit everyone's hearts again!

"How could this be? I turned and lay down like this in my dreams, and I wanted to rush to the door."

"Just like in the dream, I too..."

"I, I, I didn't feel it before, but when you said that, I suddenly felt the same."

Ruo Cang's ears were filled with their low-pitched and noisy discussions.

Some people even faintly began to cry.

The faces of the people around were ashen, and when everything was inconclusive, they were already shocked by the ghost plot they imagined.

"Don't scare yourself."

Ruo Cang sighed, feeling that going to hell with a group is really more troublesome than hitting a ghost alone.

This group of people can exaggerate the facts tenfold.

He said: "The matter is not that serious. It's just that when the Seventh Buddha came to do the practice, he trapped the remaining thoughts of the ghosts under the scriptures. Their panic emotions are in tune with yours, which makes you feel the same as them."

Group emotional infection is more terrifying than real haunting.

If Ruocang swept across the scene, everyone's fate was much more gloomy than when they first met.

Ghosts are not scary, people are scary.

To deal with the studio, he had to reassure the frightened staff.

Ruo Cang looked at Wan Jiaqi, and asked, "Some of you probably had the same dream after hearing Dong Hong's dream, right?"

"...It seems to be." Wan Jiaqi was not very sure, and quickly turned to his colleagues, "When did you have this dream?"

Most of them said yesterday, but only one said the day before yesterday.

Wan Jiaqi was a bit later. He had tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep after seeing his colleague Dong Hong having a strange dream in the chat group in the early hours of this morning.

After scanning the timeline in detail, Ruocang smiled slightly.

He looked extremely relaxed, "You guys dream, mostly because you have heard the same dream, and your mind keeps simulating similar states, and you are affected by the residual evil spirit here. Don't think about it, you'll be fine."

His voice was gentle and his expression was relaxed, as if it was really a small matter.

However, the fear of the people present did not ease, and they looked at Ruo Cang with suspicion.

No amount of comfort and explanation is meaningless after experiencing the incident of strange power and chaos.

Suddenly someone whispered: "Do you know how scared we are!"

She made a sudden sound, causing everyone to look at her.

With the attention of his colleagues, the man boldly said: "We invite you to exorcise evil spirits, not for psychological comfort!"

Wan Jiaqi scolded: "Xiao Qi, don't talk nonsense."

The nerves of TV workers are more sensitive, and any disturbance can stir up their negative emotions.

Xiao Qi's words caused everyone to be depressed, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Ruocang looked directly at Xiao Qi, with cold and serious eyes, "I'm not trying to comfort you, but I want to tell you that human beings inherently have righteous qi and yang fire, and seek good luck and avoid evil. Your flustered emotions encourage yin qi to sneak in .The more you are afraid, the more you will be swallowed up by the ghosts and plunged into darkness, beyond redemption."

His words were harsh and merciless.

Xiao Qi was shocked.

Immediately speechless, his expression was in a trance.

Ruo Cang didn't care about their opinions.

He also didn't consider using a few words to appease the panicked people.

The scriptures of the Seventh Buddha are in a completely different system from Taoism. Those cold and evil spirits have been suppressed, and he can't see what the souls lingering in the studio should look like.

The burning incense in Ruocang's hand, the smoke curled up.

He opened his lips and chanted, and the light gray smoke suddenly became extremely fast, rushing straight to the ceiling of the studio.

Everyone can see the sudden change.

The smoke, which was drifting disorderly before, has become straight!

Unbelievable!

Ruocang's voice was hidden in the light smoke, and the deep chanting sound drifted to every corner of the studio.

No one could hear Ruo Cang's words clearly.

All I could see was that the incense in his hand was burning more and more intensely, burning more and more urgently.

Ruocang originally wanted to force the scattered ghosts to his body, but who knew that when the smoke reached the top, the cold air hovering in the air did not sink, but went up like crazy.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew past, and the smoke scattered and fluttered again, Ruo Cang secretly thought it was bad!

Holding the chaotic smoke of this incense stick, he turned around and walked out of the studio quickly.

The sudden change made Wan Jiaqi nervous.

"Ruo Cang, where are you going?"

"Don't follow!"

Ruo Cang's voice was low and he scolded sharply.

He ran to the fire escape without looking back, opened the door without hesitation, and climbed up the stairs.

Maybe three floors, maybe four floors.

The chilly air that was supposed to be trapped in the studio, somehow got a chance to break through the Buddhist scriptures plastered by the Seventh Buddha and surge upwards.

Such a change can only explain one thing——

There is something incredible that allows them to gain the power to break through the shackles of Buddhism!

Ruo Cang was in a dignified mood, and was guided to go up all the way.

The incense in his hand burned extremely fast, and the remaining cold and evil energy gradually weakened, and the incense was about to go out.

He suddenly ran four floors along the fire escape, and the incense in his hand was extinguished in front of the heavy fire door.

Ruo Cang threw away the incense stalk, raised his hand and opened the fire door.

The moment the door opened, he could feel the cold and evil spirit rushing out of the studio, and he rushed to a place urgently.

The joy of escaping from heaven brought out noisy air noises.

Ruo Cang felt their ecstasy, and immediately ran quickly, rushing towards the source of gathering all the diffuse darkness.

Whether it's a human or a magic weapon, he never minds physical transcendence, and violently eliminates the root cause of the nightmare of the TV station employees!

Ruo Cang turned the corner, he was chasing the filthy aura of several floors, and suddenly a gust of drafts blew past him.

Ruo Cang's palm has already touched the edge of Root's clothes.

When he saw the familiar gentleman in front of him clearly, he felt for the first time that it would take many lifetimes of fate to create Ou Zhiming.

One step later, Ou Zhiming might be thrown over his shoulder by him once.

The ghost who brought him here was not looking for some last wish, let alone an object of revenge.

It was Ou Zhiming's bad luck.

Now, those remnants belong to him.

A female voice came with confusion, "Ruo Cang?"

Mo Yueyue saw Ruocang rush out from the corner and grabbed Ou Zhiming's coat.

Then, as if nothing had happened, Ruocang stretched out his hand to smooth Ou Zhiming's wrinkled clothes, and even helped Ou Zhiming pat the unnecessary dust.

Ruocang was extremely helpless, "Then what, Ou Dao is really good at you."

Sincerely, never adulterated.

Ou Zhiming's charm is so great that it overwhelms his obsession with escaping his soul, Ruocang feels ashamed.

The interview on the first TV station is a special interview with the main creative members of "Under the Stars".

Since the TV series was released, Ou Zhiming has not participated in any activities, and everyone tacitly agrees that this boss will not come.

As a result, Ou Zhiming actually showed up today.

It's just... the distance he keeps from Ruo Cang is confusing.

Lin Han walked over and poked Ou Zhiming with his elbow, "What's going on? What happened to you and Ruocang?"

The director asked questions and everyone eavesdropped.

Ou Zhiming glanced at Lin Han, but said nothing.

The conflict between him and Ruo Cang has become more numerous.

They knocked him unconscious and exorcised him without warning, and grabbed his clothes without saying hello.

God and God chatter, inexplicable.

The most unbearable thing is that Ruocang and Wan Jiaqi have a good relationship.

With a glance, he could see his teacher Wan Jiaqi.

This respectable director listened to Ruo Cang's orders with a serious face, as strict as a subordinate waiting for the leader to assign tasks.

Ruo Cang said in a deep voice, "Wan Dao, after our interview, you call all the staff who have dreamed of dreams to the studio. Moreover, whether you can successfully exorcise the evil this time depends on whether you can persuade Ou Zhiming gone."

Having learned from Shen's resentment, Ruocang dare not let Ou Zhiming go.

If the cold and evil energy that has been sucked away is released elsewhere, the consequences will be disastrous.

To exorcise evil spirits, one must join Ou Zhiming.

His name is Fudo Ouzhi.

Fortunately, there is Wan Jiaqi.

As Ou Zhiming's former subject teacher, Wan Jiaqi suddenly shouldered the fate of countless employees of TV One.

He stared at Ou Zhiming with sharp eyes, "I will definitely convince him."

It's very easy to have a teacher here.

Ruo Cang felt relieved that he didn't use force to suppress Ou Zhiming.

His phone vibrated, he quickly glanced at WeChat, and added: "Wan Dao, remember to prepare a few people to pick up Mr. Du."

This time, he wanted to set up a magic circle that was more complete than the Thunderbolt Demon Slaying Demon Formation.

The Buddhist scriptures of the Seventh Buddha took the stage first, and their Taoists are not unreasonable people.

Now that the Dharma is current, it is better to let Ou Zhiming reproduce the miraculous effect of the racecourse at night, help him break the imprisonment of the Seventh Buddha, and become a living magic weapon for consecration.

Exorcise evil and eliminate evil, and save all living beings.

Wan Jiaqi is responsible for gathering the employees who have dreamed about it, and prepares to receive Mr. Du.

Ruo Cang entered the interview site and participated in the exclusive interview of "Under the Stars" with the crew.

Once you enter the arena, you can see how out of tune Ou Zhiming and Ruo Cang are.

Ou Zhiming sat on the far left, and Ruocang sat on the far right.

Well water does not violate river water, no matter how the host connects the two, there is no atmosphere worth interacting with.

After a few words, the host was in a bad mood.

Sitting opposite the main creator, she could clearly see the reactions of the two heavyweights in the crew.

When Ou Zhiming looked at Ruocang, Ruocang withdrew his gaze from looking at Ou Zhiming.

When Ruo Cang looked at Ou Zhiming, Ou Zhiming averted his gaze from looking at Ruo Cang.

What's going on, these two!

There is no tacit understanding at all!

The host had no choice but to stir up the atmosphere, and deliberately raised this point, "I find Ruo Cang and Director Ou very interesting. You have been looking at each other, but your eyes have completely missed it."

When the host mentioned it, Lin Han, Mo Yueyue, and the male and female supporting screenwriters and assistant directors were all very surprised, and they looked at these two gentlemen who had never spoken to each other with great excitement.

According to the script, the stage should be given over to them at this time, for a heart-to-heart talk between the director and the leading actor.

However, Ruocang asked in confusion, "Is there?"

Ou Zhiming also said bluntly and indifferently, "It's the dazzling light over there."

At this point, their answers finally reached a tacit agreement.

The tacit understanding made the host look embarrassed, as if she was some kind of person who couldn't read the face, and brought up a topic that couldn't read the atmosphere.

With the lessons learned from the past, the host no longer dared to mention Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming at the same time.

She could see that the two had conflicts, not small ones.

After recording the interview, it was late at night.

Ou Zhiming was about to leave when Wan Jiaqi, who had been standing by for a long time, came up to meet him.

"Zhiming, you have to do me a very important favor." Wan Jiaqi spoke earnestly, with persistent eyes, "You must promise me."

Wan Jiaqi is Ou Zhiming's teacher, and he received a lot of help during college.

He stopped immediately, "Say it."

But Wan Jiaqi was relentless, "No, you promise me first."

The teacher has already mentioned this, so it is impossible for Ou Zhiming to refuse.

He nodded and said, "I promise, you can tell."

Wan Jiaqi's expression suddenly became relieved, as if he was alive after a catastrophe.

He signaled Ou Zhiming to look aside with his eyes, "Listen to Ruo Cang later, and do whatever he tells you to do."

Ou Zhiming frowned, and cast a glance at the handsome young man next to him.

Ruocang smiled politely, "I won't ask too much, don't worry."

Ou Zhiming: ...