The director is a god... stick!

"This scene is well built!"

Xuan Yi crossed his arms, stood on a high eaves, looked at the ruins of the dilapidated village in the distance, and suddenly felt a kind of pride in his heart that "I can see all the mountains and rivers in my eyes".

This is an abandoned village in the nearby outskirts.

Because of the development of the times, all the young people in the village went out to work, and no one wanted to stay here, and the old people who stayed behind in the village also left one after another as time went by.

In the end, it became almost a forgotten village.

Because the local area is almost all old houses, the walls here are all made of green bricks. The bluestone steps outside the houses, the stone walls, and the green creepers are all over the green brick walls, covering one empty house after another, showing a few Very eerily vibrant.

People go to the empty house, the crooked house is dilapidated, and there is no more smoke rising from the kitchen.

There used to be a few bright-minded young people in the village who wanted to buy all these houses from the villagers with money, transform them into special shooting locations, and rent them to the nearby film and television city.

Unexpectedly, ever since this place was transformed into a venue, strange things have happened frequently, and the crew who came here to film are often disturbed and frightened every day.

As a result, all kinds of rumors about the bad luck here spread like wildfire.

Gradually, even the crew was unwilling to come to film, and this place became even more desolate.

...That's why Xuan Yi rented such a large area at a very cheap price.

"Director, what are you doing climbing so high, come down quickly and be careful not to fall." The drama director stood under the eaves, raised his head and shouted at Xuan Yi.

"Okay." Xuan Yi replied, without using the ladder brought by others, he stepped on the incomplete brick wall of the house, and jumped down deftly after two or three strokes.

The drama director immediately surrounded him: "The houses that will be used in the village have been refurbished according to your requirements, the recruited extras are already in place, the hero and heroine have already put on their makeup, and they are just waiting to start filming... ..."

Halfway through the talk, the director of the drama suddenly paused, staring straight at him with a pair of eyes, with an extremely sad expression: "Other preparations have been made, but there is one thing that the director has forgotten?"

Xuan Yi's scalp was numb from his sad eyes, and he quickly asked, "What's the matter?"

The drama director said with a mournful face: "How to do it! Didn't you promise before that when the time comes, you will do it yourself to exorcise evil spirits, so that there will be no clean things in this place."

"But I've been walking around here for so long, and I really didn't see anything unclean, and I didn't find any smell of ghosts..." Xuan Yi replied.

"Director, it's not like you forgot about this, that's why you find so many excuses to prevaricate me!" As the person who is most afraid of ghosts in the crew, the production director is already looking like he's about to go crazy.

"Director, director."

While the two were arguing with each other, Xiao Baimo, who had already done his makeup in the distance, was walking towards them.

His cheeks were drawn by the make-up artist to be thinner, with no blood color, as if he had never seen the sun outside, his clothes were old and down-to-earth, a little unkempt, and his hair was messy, which was even more similar to Li Buyu's character in the original play. fit.

But when Xiao Baimo walked slowly in the sun with his usual expression on his face, it was still difficult for people to take their eyes off him.

The drama director who was busy arguing with his own director saw this, his complexion changed immediately, he immediately put on a flattering smile, and greeted him eagerly: "Xiao Yingdi, why did you come here in person, actor, please sit here, actor, please go carefully , be careful under your feet...the film king...the film king..."

"Uh..." Xiao Baimo, who was overwhelmed by the director's enthusiasm, tried to politely reject the other party, while looking at Xuan Yi in the distance for help.

"Director, the preparations are done, and the rest of the crew asked me to come to you." He smiled wryly.

Xuan Yi folded his arms and watched enough good scenes, finally walked forward with a smile, and patted the back of his hand: "Okay, let's go!"

Power on!

……

The sky was clear, and the rare winter sunshine shone on this lonely and desolate village.

The depressed novelist Li Buyu, carrying a huge and heavy bag, frowned, and full of melancholy, stepped into this almost isolated village.

He is a horror novelist, he needs a quiet writing environment, and more importantly, a place that can inspire his creation, so he came here.

But as soon as he stepped into this village, he noticed something vaguely wrong.

The one-eyed and lame old landlord, with wrinkled face, couldn't tell how old he was. He stared at Li Buyu with his unblinded cloudy eye, and looked at him vigilantly.

Then the old man didn't say a word, took the key in his hand, and led him limping through the desolate street, the weed-filled yard, the dilapidated edge of the dry well, and pushed open the faded mahogany gate. He took it to the rented house.

The house was dilapidated, small, dark and damp, and the solid brick walls were high and thick, boxy, as if a person was stuffed in a big coffin.

Li Buyu, a novelist, is not quite used to everything in this village, whether it is the closed doors of every house in broad daylight, or the dead silence with almost no people.

He has never seen young children or young people in this village, and occasionally met a few elderly old men and women, and they were all the same as the old men he met before, either lame or blind, He is either deaf or dumb, and he is not willing to communicate with an outsider like him at all.

The novelist did not find the inspiration he wanted in this village, which made him even more distressed.

What's even more weird is that when he was wandering around the village, he found a few inconspicuous dark red spots in hidden corners on street corners, and even on the edge of the dilapidated well in his yard.

The smelly and rich dark red is speckled, like blood that dries up after being splashed.

Li Buyu didn't pay attention to it at first, but regarded these traces as paint splashed by the villagers accidentally.

But when night fell, he was sitting at his desk thinking hard about conceiving a novel, but suddenly he seemed to have a premonition, and suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.

Outside the blurred window glass, a red shadow floated faintly.

He couldn't believe his eyes, hurriedly opened the window and stuck his head out, looking out, but found nothing.He hurried out to check again, but only saw a desolate courtyard full of weeds.

After returning to the room, he sat back at the table again. When he looked up again, he still vaguely noticed the red shadow floating outside the window, so he had to go out to check again.

After repeating this several times, Li Buyu couldn't help getting bored. He just thought that he had hallucinations due to too much mental stress, so he planned to turn off the lights and go to bed early today.

He got up and turned off the old-fashioned light bulb next to him, and his surroundings were plunged into pitch darkness.

He finally saw the red shadow outside the window again in the darkness.

This time, the red shadow outside vaguely condensed into the shape of a figure, like a delicate and pale woman standing by the well in the courtyard, looking at the window where he was with a blank expression...

……

"Card!"

Xuan Yi yelled to stop, stood up and applauded: "This shot was very good, and it feels very good."

Standing by the well, the leading actress Lu Yiyi in a thin red dress, finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Xuan Yi's approval, and hurried back to the house, took a down jacket from the staff and wrapped it around body.

When encountering outdoor scenes in unlined clothing in winter, actors always suffer.

Especially Xuan Yi's requirements are very strict. Lu Yiyi's expression standing by the well did not satisfy him a few times ago, so for such a scene, the two sides had to go back and forth to shoot several times.

"Thank you, drink some ginger soup, don't catch a cold." Xuan Yi hurriedly delivered a bowl of hot soup to the heroine himself.

After eating half a bowl of ginger soup, Lu Yiyi finally recovered, and her little face that had been pale from the cold became bloody again.

She pulled the down jacket on herself, wrapped herself into a chubby cotton ball, and looked at Xuan Yi helplessly with her almond eyes: "I haven't seen you for a while, Director, you are still as strict as before."

Xuan Yi patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Your acting skills have improved compared to the last play, obviously you haven't given up honing your acting skills in private during this time."

"Where, I'm still not as good as Senior Xiao." Lu Yiyi looked at Xiao Baimo who was walking in the distance, and said enviously: "Senior Xiao's emotions and expressions are so well controlled every time, and his camera is almost perfect. It’s been done once, it’s really worthy of acting at the actor’s level.”

"Miss Lu won the prize."

Xiao Baimo came over, and after discussing the next plot with Lu Yiyi, he naturally walked to Xuan Yi's side and stood side by side with him.

Through these few days of shooting, the relationship between the two has become much closer, and the politeness between them has also become much less.

At this time, Xuan Yi also patted his arm with a natural expression, looked up at the dark sky, and said: "Today's scene will be filmed here first, let everyone clean up, and take a good rest after going back."

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Yiyi, who was behind the two of them, suddenly said "Oops", and her body wrapped in cotton balls jumped forward.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Yi and Xiao Baimo hurriedly turned their heads and asked with concern.

I saw Lu Yiyi's face was stunned, and she couldn't help looking behind her.

"Just now... I felt like someone pulled my hair from behind, and something fluffy jumped over my ankle." She looked around her and said with a face full of uncertainty: "It can't be Mouse?"

Then who was pulling her hair behind her back just now?

After hearing Lu Yiyi's words, everyone present looked behind her in unison.

But there was only an empty house behind her, and no one could be seen.