After sacrificing the evil god, I have an old attack

Pei Budu?It sounds like a person's name.I don't know if it means "do not save people without fate" or "do not follow the rules of etiquette".

Pei Budu's hand caressed the pattern on Ruan Luo's leg, Ruan Luo wanted to ask him again, are you a ghost or a demon?

There was a knock on the door.At the same time, Zhou Ji's voice came, "Ruan Luo, are you asleep?"

Ruan Luo seemed to be waiting for a savior, "Brother...someone is looking for me."

The hand of this shadow named Pei Budu rested on his leg.

"It must be about tomorrow's filming. This is my job." Ruan Luo pleaded.

"Who are the people outside?"

"Zhou Ji, my senior." Ruan Luo guessed Pei Budu's thoughts, "Brother, just a few words. Let me open the door."

Pei Budu's hand retreated back.Ruan Luo almost fell off the sofa, so soft.He shivered in his clothes.When I was wearing it, I couldn't help but look at the patterns on my legs, but my eyes were scalded severely by myself. I cried so badly just now, where I should be excited, I was still very excited.Ruan Luo's face was burning, he didn't dare to look up, and quickly put on his pants.

When he opened the door, when he turned his head, Pei Budu was no longer in sight.But Ruan Luo knew that he didn't leave, just like in that ruined temple, hiding his body and looking at himself playfully.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Ji held the script in his hand: "I just received a message from Director Park, and there are some adjustments to the script tomorrow. I called you, but you didn't answer."

Looking at Ruan Luo's wet hair and bright red skin, "Are you taking a bath?"

"En." Ruan Luo couldn't help but tugged on the collar again.

"Let's match up tomorrow's script," Zhou Ji said.

Ruan Luo let Zhou Ji into the living room, and the two sat down on the sofa.Ruan Luo looked at the script, "This change..."

"It's a bit big, mainly because of the plot between you and the evil god." Zhou Ji smiled slightly.

"If I'm not mistaken, what was changed in the script is that the evil god later fell in love with the young disciple of the celestial master I played?" Ruan Luo was shocked.Although many film and television dramas are now seriously corrupted for the box office, Park Jian is one of the top directors of commercial films and is very confident in the box office.

Zhou Ji seemed to know what Ruan Luo was thinking,

"At first it was the screenwriter's idea. After watching it, Director Park felt that the plot was reasonable and interesting."

Because of the adjustment of the plot, the two began to match their lines.From time to time, Zhou Ji would give some advice to Ruan Luo.

Ruan Luo had two purposes at once, while discussing the script with Zhou Ji, while focusing on Pei Budu beside him.

If Pei Budu is really an evil god, he must be the representative of lust and evil.Even in front of others, he would tease himself in various ways like in a ruined temple.

But a few minutes later, Pei Budu disappeared.Without doing anything to him.

Only then did Ruan Luo remember the first sentence he said in this room: I won't be able to show up for a long time now......

Pei Budu doesn't seem to be able to control the materialization of his body at will, and there are time and geographical constraints.Is his scope of activity mainly in that temple?If you leave this central area, will there be restrictions?

Ruan Luo's mood suddenly rose a bit.He is not invulnerable.

As soon as Zhou Ji left, Ruan Luo rushed to the bathroom, took off his clothes, and rushed hard at the base of his thigh, but the pattern seemed to be tattooed on it, and it couldn't be washed off no matter what, Ruan Luo rubbed and swollen his skin , and it is of no use at all.

On the contrary, because the place was soaked in water, the patterns became clearer, brighter and more beautiful.Ruan Luo's energy was gone, and she was a little dazed.

Because of this tossing, Ruan Luo actually slept soundly, didn't even have a dream at night, and slept until dawn.Looking at the time, it was time for the crew to set off, so they cleaned up, got out of the hotel, and boarded the crew bus.

Most of the artists went back to sleep wearing blindfolds, only Zhou Ji was reading the script, and when he saw Ruan Luo coming up, he nodded and said hello.When Jiang Zihao saw Ruan Luo, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Ruan Luo knew that there was another bad water in his stomach.But his mind is not in the world now, so he sat down in the last row.

After an hour of bumpy mountain roads, the bus arrived at the temple.

Stepping into this spacious courtyard again, Ruan Luo found that it was not as empty and empty as it first felt.On the contrary, on both sides of the gate of the courtyard, there are two cone-shaped stone piles.At first glance, it seems that there are rules, but at another glance, there is no, and it seems to be piled up randomly.

On the left and right walls of the courtyard, there are square stone steles.Some are blank, and some seem to be engraved with some words.But because of time and weathering, only some faint traces are left.

There is also a plaque hanging on the door of the main hall, with traces of light color on it, Ruan Luo can barely recognize the words: The fate of the world is not to be saved.

Ruan Luo looked a little dazed, feeling like she had known him before.But this feeling is really absurd and nonsensical.

Ruan Luo and Zhou Ji put on their makeup and entered the main hall.Park Jian was still fiddling with the machine.Jiang Zihao stomped around the hall with his sword in his hand, not resting for a moment.

He was used to staying up late, and the underside of his eyes was usually blue and black, which couldn't be concealed even with powder.

"Zihao, stop, I'm dizzy." Pu Jian, who was fiddling with the machine, said to Jiang Zihao.

Jiang Zihao responded and stopped.Grass grew in his heart, he was suffocating, and always wanted to find someone to vent.

Jiang Zihao turned his gaze to Ruan Luo.

Ruan Luo was still wearing a red wedding dress embroidered with gold.For some reason, instead of standing by Pu Jian and listening to his play as usual, she hid in a corner.Even so, the red clothes are dazzling, and in the dim light, there is a strange thick ink.

Now Ruan Luo is a little afraid to look at the clay sculpture in the middle of the hall.

The one named Pei Budu is a bit like the red cloak that Ni is wearing.

Ruan Luo had an idea in his mind, is that evil spirit the master enshrined here?

And the master enshrined in this temple is actually an evil spirit?Ghost?Even evil spirits.

At least in the descriptions of the villagers, he is an evil existence.Just like the "Evil God" they are shooting now.

Ruan Luo didn't dare to look at the clay sculpture.It seemed as if Pei Budu would appear by his side just by looking at it, and use that hand to spoil him.

Ruan Luo was startled by a flash of a figure in front of him, and suddenly raised his head, seeing that it was Jiang Zihao, he was relieved.

Seeing Ruan Luo's indifferent expression, Jiang Zihao felt even more irritable. He folded his arms and looked down at Ruan Luo, "The villagers here say that I'm going to be in bad luck. The reason is just because I I entered this ruined temple, but everyone in the production team entered, so why am I the only one in bad luck?"

He was still struggling with the accident that almost killed him yesterday.

"Besides," Jiang Zihao lowered his voice, "We went into the temple together that night. You said I dedicated you to this ugliness. No matter what he does, he won't embarrass me, will he?"

Ruan Luo's eyes turned to that "ugly monster", thankful that he didn't see the entity of that red shadow last night.

The statue looks rougher in broad daylight, and a pair of eyebrows drawn black with a charcoal pencil will not dilute the ugliness and fierceness just because of decay.

"Did the wish you made that day come true?" Ruan Luo didn't care about Jiang Zihao, but that didn't mean he easily let go of the opportunity to hit Jiang Zihao.

Jiang Zihao's face suddenly darkened.

Ruan Luo said warmly, "Brother Zihao, your family is rich and powerful, and if there is anything you can't achieve, you still have to make a wish. Could it be that money can't solve your problem, nor can power... I guess it is For affection."

"You like someone, but that person doesn't like you," Ruan Luo looked at Jiang Zihao's expression and knew that he had grabbed him seven inches, "That's why you made a wish so that he could fall in love with you, but you always You look so unlucky, it seems that the ugly monsters in this temple don't want to help you either."

Ruan Luo looked at Jiang Zihao innocently.

The corners of Jiang Zihao's mouth were bent and tensed, his heart was burning, he squeezed his hand, but still couldn't help it, he raised his hand and slapped Ruan Luo on the face.

But the next moment, someone grabbed his hand firmly, and when he turned around, it was Zhou Ji.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Ji threw Jiang Zihao's hand, and said in a deep voice, "Are all newcomers so arrogant?"

Jiang Zihao was stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhou Ji to appear suddenly.He raised his hand that was caught just now, and was at a loss for what to do.

Usually he likes to beat people up, but he doesn't show his true nature in public.

Just now, an inexplicable evil spirit came up, and my mind became muddled.

"I didn't." Jiang Zihao couldn't help but argue.

"You have always been dissatisfied with Ruan Luo, we can all see it." Zhou Ji said lightly, "I just hope you don't bring your personal emotions to the next work. Today is you playing against me, I don't like NG too much many."

Jiang Zihao's face suddenly turned pale, and his hands were shaking.

Zhou Ji's one sentence hit him harder than Pu Jian's hundreds of sentences.

Zhou Ji waved to Ruan Luo, "Come here, take your seat with me."

Shooting countdown in preparation...

Ruan Luonan disguised himself as a sacrificial girl, and was discovered by the evil god, who knew that he was a disciple of the Heavenly Master.

He imprisoned Ruan Luo, trying to draw out the celestial master.But unknowingly, he developed subtle feelings for this disciple of the Heavenly Master.

Filming officially begins...

Ruan Luoyan's little disciple was banned in the temple, and Zhou Ji came on stage in black and a mask.

He took off his mask to Ruan Luo, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a playful expression, "It's me. I'm your master, aren't you willing to dedicate yourself to your master?"

Ruan Luo's eyes moved slightly.Shocked, surprised, puzzled, and then turned into firmness: "You are not my master, and my master will not practice with the blood of innocent people. You are just a demon wearing my master's skin."

"Look at me carefully, I am your master." Zhou Ji said.

"He will not let anyone in the world sacrifice for him, let alone his apprentice." Ruan Luo said.

Zhou Ji raised his finger, as if he wanted to touch the corner of Ruan Luo's lips, Ruan Luo almost subconsciously took half a step back.

Zhou Ji suddenly became angry, and his eyes were full of hostility.Grabbing Ruan Luo's shoulder, he pushed it out violently.

It's all technical stuff. What the onlookers saw was Zhou Ji pushing Ruan Luo, but in fact most of the force was Ruan Luo backing away, and then sitting on the ground.

But just when Ruan Luo was about to fall down, an invisible arm wrapped around his waist, he was gently dragged, and then he was placed on the ground.

Ruan Luo's black eyes, who fell on the ground, showed anger and indescribable complexity, even though he was extremely scared in his heart.

Pei Budu was around him again.Like air, like water, surrounded him.Before he seemed to be just a mass of qi, a force, but now he has form.Sitting on the ground with him, the arm with the wide sleeve was wrapped around his waist like a couple.

Ruan Luo turned his head away from the camera.At this time, a red face is not appropriate.

In the camera, there is only Ruan Luo's back in red.

With Ruan Luo's sideways face, Pei Budu's fingers touched his lips, as if trying to wipe them off, as if to remove Zhou Ji's touch just now.

Ruan Luo said in his heart: Brother, Zhou Ji is a gentleman, unlike you, he didn't touch him at all just now.

After thinking about it, what brother, he is a demon spirit.

The filming was still going on, Ruan Luo silently endured Pei Budu's mess.Unlike before, it was just a sense of strength, but now it was invisible fingers sliding into his lips.

I don't know if it's because there are so many people now, or because I heard Pei Budu's voice last night and knew his name.The fear in my heart was inexplicably less, and it felt a little physical instead.

Ruan Luo secretly scolded himself.

Then move on to the next shot....

Jiang Zihao was pushed up. Here, there was a long line of him scolding evil gods.

When Jiang Zihao was pushed up, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

Standing in front of him was not the character Evil God in the play, but his favorite actor Zhou Ji.Half an hour ago, Zhou Ji told him not to be too NG and not to hold him back.

The evil god played by Zhou Ji: "Everyone in the world says that I am evil, I am a fallen god, but who has a heart full of light and no darkness. It is impossible for your master. I am your master. He is the one who died in 20 years Before, because I couldn't tolerate my own evil, my other half was split and abandoned. Now, I'm here to find him..."

Jiang Zihao looked at Zhou Ji with a dull expression, but he couldn't answer the words.The assistant held up the lines and hinted at him.When Pu Jian was about to call the card, Jiang Zihao seemed to react, tugged at his collar, and smiled at Zhou Ji,

"You look down on me so much? But I miss you. I miss you so much, you don't even look at me. I know I'm not a thing, I have a ghost in my heart, but I like you. I like you is it wrong?"

There was silence.The group performers and staff thought it was acting.

"Jiang Zihao, what are you doing?" Only Pu Jian knew that this was a play, and shouted angrily with a loudspeaker.

"I'll be there wherever you go. You think I'm thinking too much about this crappy crew, but I just know you're the leading role, so my dad invested more and came after you..."

The fire that Jiang Zihao suppressed in his heart was burning hotter and hotter.These words are usually kept in my heart, but at this moment, they erupted like flames.

"Kakaka, Wang Zihao, you're crazy." Pu Jian was so angry that he ran over from the monitor.

These words were like a reminder, but also like a switch, Jiang Zihao suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Zhou Ji, Zhou Ji was completely unprepared, he threw him to the ground, Jiang Zihao was extremely powerful, like a wild beast, hugging Zhou Ji tightly Tight.The two rolled on the ground, and he tore and bit Zhou Ji in his arms.

There was chaos again at the scene, and the staff rushed forward, and when the two were torn apart, Zhou Ji's clothes were torn.

Jiang Zihao's eyeballs were protruding, his expression was dull, and he was still spitting out obscenities, his strength was so great that several people came forward to push him to the ground.

"He has to be beaten, he will wake up after beating him, this is bewitched." The group leader is very experienced.

The assistant raised his hand, not daring to make a move.But Jiang Zihao said more crazy words, his eyes were straight.If this word got out, his entire entertainment career would be ruined.

The assistant gritted his teeth, raised his hands, and slapped Jiang Zihao hard.

Jiang Zihao was shaken from the beating, his eyes rolled, as if waking up from a dream.He froze for a full 2 ​​minutes, wiped his face, looked around at the people, and seemed to recall something.

"Brother Hao." The assistant said.

Jiang Zihao fell into Ruan Luo's eyes, and Jiang Zihao's face suddenly turned pale.He thought of the scene just now, every word he said exposed his thoughts hidden for many years to the public in the hall.

Although Jiang Zihao has a bad personality, he has always been conceited, so he has had a crush on Zhou Ji for many years and never dared to show it.Now, this would embarrass him more than slapping him in public.

"Grass..." He pushed everyone away and ran out of the temple.