If you are sick, you should give up treatment

Recently, everyone in the Yuntu Pavilion is in panic, especially the older generation. No one else, because Wuliang Daojun has left the customs, this existence like a god made the few unstable people in the pavilion withdraw Small actions, for fear of offending the other party, must be Wuliang Daojun, let alone in the pavilion, even in the realm of comprehension, no one would dare to provoke him.

"What do you think, Mr. Dao?" In the meeting hall, Mr. Wuliang Dao sat at the head, and standing below respectfully was Pavilion Master Fangyu of Yuntu Pavilion. However, Fang Miao, the former pavilion master, is the one who can really talk to Lord Wuliang.

"I don't ask about the things in the pavilion, if you think you can't kill it." Wuliang Daoist was a little impatient, his slightly narrowed eyes looked a little fierce, he didn't understand why such a thing would test his attitude.

Pavilion Master Fang smiled wryly, he is not the Infinite Taoist Lord, how could he have the ability to kill him if he wanted to?Lord Wuliangdao practiced the way of killing, and he didn't care about the cause and effect if he could bear it, but he couldn't do it.

"At that time, I hope that Taoist Lord can protect him a bit." Pavilion Master Fang respectfully gave a junior salute.

"Whispering." Wuliang Daoist knocked on the table with the folding fan in his hand, as if he couldn't sit still, the whole person looked murderous, obviously there was no unnecessary movement, but it was scary to look at, this was his Dao, his cultivation.

"...Master Uncle." Fang Yu always knew how to hold Wuliang's sense of proportion, even in Wuliang's craziest years.

"...I understand." Immediately, Wuliang Taoist withdrew his anger, and the whole person looked a lot more easy-going.

Wuliang Taoist looked at him with some confusion. How many years had he heard this person call him uncle?

"...You... I'm going down the mountain, what's the matter waiting for me to come back." The reason for going down the mountain is naturally because Wan Yao is going out to practice, Wuliang Daojun is worried that the child will have an accident and wants to follow him.

"Yes."

Unknown to both, this is the last time they will see each other.

"Ca, the two teachers have worked hard, take a break." Director Su held up a small speaker off the stage and shouted to stop. Recently, he felt comfortable during filming. go to the ground.

"Hurry up, little Zhanzi, get on the popsicle."

"Oh." Yuan Zhan, carrying a big bag of popsicles, responded, and stepped forward to distribute popsicles to them. He had no part in the scene just now, so he asked his assistant to buy popsicles. These few are still busy and have not been assigned.

Xiao Zimo: "..."

Peach-flavored, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, what Xiao Zimo received was a peach-flavored popsicle.

Sitting in a row, Xiao Zimo took the lead, took a small folding stool and sat in the corner to eat popsicles, Yuan Zhan saw that he also took a popsicle and squatted over, and then Zhang Aiai, who was inattentive, followed by a group of squatting, And everyone is wearing costumes...

The part-time publicity assistant took several pictures and planned to keep them for future publicity. He thought of the title and called it "Dao Jun will take you to eat popsicles"

Day by day, "Legend of the Immortal Journey" is being perfected episode by episode. The reason why Xiao Zimo agreed to come out to film at the beginning was because he felt that he was too housebound, and his illness would be serious if he didn't meet people, but now he has met a lot of people. However, his condition didn't get better with filming and contact with people, on the contrary, it got worse...

like now

There was filming the heroine's scene, Xiao Zimo was out of the scene, so he wandered around, helping the production manager to get something, and then saw the props in the corner of the skeleton who was eating, drinking, and watching the TV in his room recently Dead bodies lying in the pile...

Hehe, with such a big man, even if Xiao Zimo didn't see it.

bone:"……"

Xiao Zimo squatted down and poked the ribs with his fingers. He could feel the hardness of the bones through a layer of clothes. Looking closely, the texture of the bones was very solid. It didn't look like bones at all. Made of some kind of jade.

bone:"……"

The bones of the lying corpse moved a little distance silently, slightly expressing their resistance, but to Xiao Zimo, who was in a hurry, it was the same as not moving.

Xiao Zimo, who lost interest in ribs, turned to hand bones. This bone is huge, with one more knuckle than Xiao Zimo's hand. It is quite heavy when picked up, unlike most bones. Somewhat light and hollow, Xiao Zimo felt as if he was shaking, the hand bone was more solid, and it was not the yellowish color of the bone, but a bit transparent white, the color was like fine white porcelain, and the texture was like jade. , the color is like porcelain bones, it is more convincing to say that it is a handicraft model.

"Is the head here solid? Can you knock it open and have a look?" Xiao Zimo asked in a low voice, the distance between the two is very close, the close skeleton can clearly feel Xiao Zimo's breathing, warm With some dampness.

"..." The skeleton lying in the corpse visibly stiffened for a moment, and the bone held by Xiao Zimo tried to pull it back with a little force, but probably felt that his behavior, which was frightened by Xiao Zimo, was a little cowardly , and gave up his strength, letting Xiao Zimo grab it one after another.

"I'm joking." Xiao Zimo touched the bone in his hand with a smile. The feel was very comfortable, comparable to the touch of his own python, and then he felt that he might be doing snake and mushroom hobbies in the future. Plus a bone-pulling hobby.

"..." Your expression doesn't look like a joke at all.

"Mr. Xiao." The voice came from behind Xiao Zimo.

Xiao Zimo silently put down the bone in his hand, obviously it was not fun to rub the bone, turned around and saw that the person calling him was the little assistant next to Director Su, whose name seemed to be Xiao Hei. A nickname, and most of the nicknames of the crew members are given by Director Su, and most of the naming structures are small X, small X.

I don't know when, most of the people in the play began to call Xiao Zimo "Mr. Xiao". The Xiao Zimo who called him was inexplicable, and he corrected it several times without any effect, and then gave up.

"Director Su came to you and said he wanted to add a murder scene to you."

Xiao Zimo: "...oh"

Director Su is really a character with amazing bones, his thoughts are always jumping and thinking so capriciously, the script is just an outline in his eyes, and he pulls the actors to change the script as he shoots, if not for the director and screenwriter A person who is afraid of the screenwriter will cry to death.

Xiao Zimo got up, tidied his clothes, and narrowed his eyes slightly. From this moment on, he was the Infinite Daoist.