Recalcitrant

Even so, as careful as Yu Meng, she still found that the relationship between Chen Zhuo and Lu Shaoheng was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

Let's take the most obvious thing. On the second day after arriving in the southwest, they were supposed to visit the Baiyun Temple on the mountain together today, but before leaving, Lu Shaoheng just said that he was too tired from flying yesterday and didn't want to go up the mountain. Rumors spread from Zhuo's side that the director had decided to divide the troops into two groups, and asked Lu Shaoheng to take the screenwriter and artist to lead a team to the village to scout the scene, while he led Jiang Xiaobo and another team to Baiyun Temple as originally planned.

This is obviously a mess.

This is not going to work, Yu Meng told Jiang Xiaobo her worries, Jiang Xiaobo said it's okay, let them go, they are all reasonable people, and there will be no big troubles.

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining brightly in the forest, Chen Zhuo led a few staff members, along the winding stone path in the mountains, all the way up.

At the end of the stone road is an ancient temple. The gate of the temple is not big, with a black plaque on the white wall and three characters "Baiyun Temple" written on it.

Such a temple, under the cover of mountains and trees, is a bit of a hidden world.

The purpose of Chen Zhuo coming to the temple was to visit the abbot of Baiyun Temple.This master is very knowledgeable, not only can be called the local living county annals, but also has a little connection with the prototype of this movie.

A young monk who was about eighteen or nineteen years old had been waiting outside the mountain gate early on. When he saw Chen Zhuo and his party coming, he came out to greet them enthusiastically.

Before stepping into the mountain gate, there was a muffled thunder in the sky. Chen Zhuo looked back and saw a large black cloud pressing down on the blue sky.

Chen Zhuo's thoughts moved.

Jiang Xiaobo noticed that Chen Yao stopped, and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's go in." Chen Yao put away his distracting thoughts and told Jiang Xiaobo: "Call... Yu Meng and tell them to pay attention to safety. If the weather is bad, come back early."

Jiang Xiaobo curled his lips, did not say anything, and made the call for Chen Yao as he said.

Baiyun Temple is not big, and the incense is quite deserted. Chen Zhuo walked around the whole temple for more than ten minutes under the leadership of the young monk.

After coming out of the main hall, the little monk brought Chen Zhuo into the living room, where snacks and hot tea were already prepared, and the little old man who was dozing off at the table was the abbot of Baiyun Temple.

The host was a benevolent old man who didn't like to play tricks, and he didn't have the pretensions of an eminent monk. When he saw Chen Yao coming in, he called him to come and taste the homemade dried sweet potatoes in the temple.

Chen Zhuo came to the door today, mainly to ask the master some local folk customs, and also wanted to invite him to be a consultant for the crew.The master is optimistic and curious, and he is very interested in this film and television production. After a conversation, both parties are very happy.

In the middle of the conversation, the rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell. Chen Zhuo listened to the master's detailed introduction of the history and scenery of the county, and his eyes drifted out of the window involuntarily.

Seeing this, the host stopped: "Chen benefactor seems to be depressed today?"

Chen Zhuo realized that it was impolite for him to lose his mind halfway, so he quickly took over the words: "I am a layman, and I am not an accomplished monk like you, so naturally I have three thousand troubles."

The master lightly twirled the beads with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Ordinary people are Buddhas. Afflictions are Bodhi. Before thinking about delusions, you are ordinary people. After thinking about enlightenment, you are Buddhas."

This is a sentence in the "Six Patriarch Altar Sutra". Chen Zhuo used to study Buddhism for a short period of time in order to make a movie.

In front of this little old man, Chen Zhuo suddenly had the desire to confide in him: "Master, there is one thing I can't bear to break..."

The master's fingers twirling the beads stopped, as if he was listening attentively.

"I..." As soon as he uttered a word, Chen Zhuo felt that it was boring again. His own mortal trifles of love for children are really not worthy of being brought out in this Buddhist gate to pollute the ears of other masters.

He didn't go any further, just returned to the original topic with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment."

It is rainy in the southwest in summer, and this rain lasts until four o'clock in the afternoon.Chen Zhuo declined the abbot's invitation to have dinner in the temple, and led the staff down the mountain in the rain.

Baiyun Temple is located halfway up the mountain, and old men and women often come up to offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, so the mountain road is gently built, and it is not difficult to walk in rainy days.

But obviously, this is not what Chen Yao was thinking about. On the way down the mountain, he asked Jiang Xiaobo: "When you called Yu Meng at noon, what did she say?"

Jiang Xiaobo replied truthfully: "Teacher Yu said that it is raining lightly over there, so there is nothing wrong with it."

"Call her again." Chen Zhuo looked at the rain curtain stretching to the foot of the mountain, always feeling a little uneasy in his heart: "Ask if you're coming back soon."

The call to Yu Meng was not connected until Chen Yao got back to the foot of the mountain and got in the car.The rain outside the car was getting heavier, the wipers swung back and forth with a "creaking" tail sound, and the rainwater hit the roof of the car with a muffled "bang bang" sound, which was disturbing.

"Did you pick it up?" Chen Zhuo asked.

Jiang Xiaobo shook his head while holding the phone.

On the way back to the hotel, Chen Zhuo called several people in the same company one by one, but without exception, none of them could be connected.

In the end, he called Lu Shaoheng, and the response was still a series of busy messages.

Seeing Chen Zhuo's pale face, the local guide quickly turned around to comfort him: "The signal is not good in rainy days. This is often the case in our mountains. Don't worry, we will be able to get through in a while."

As if in response to the guide's words, Chen Zhuo's cell phone rang as soon as he finished speaking.

The call was from Yu Meng. Chen Yao picked up the phone, and just when his heart was half relaxed, Yu Meng's panicked voice rang on the phone: "Director Chen, it's not good! Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu It fell into the water and disappeared!"

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At six o'clock in the evening, there were several police cars parked in front of the only three-star hotel in the center of the county. Passers-by couldn't hold back their curiosity and looked inside from time to time.

"Height 1.8 meters...five, yes, at least 1.8 meters five, short hair, white skin..." The producer of the same company tried hard to describe Lu Shaoheng's situation to the police: "When I went out this morning, I was wearing..."

Prior to this, the county police had come several times.They came here now to collect some detailed characteristics of Lu Shaoheng to facilitate the follow-up work.

After the police left, the air in the hotel lobby seemed to be sucked dry all of a sudden, and the atmosphere was heavy and suffocating.The production teacher originally wanted to say a few words of comfort to Chen Zhuo, but seeing his state, he could only sigh heavily and sit down beside him.

Upon hearing the news of Lu Shaoheng's disappearance, everyone working outside rushed back to the hotel immediately. At this moment, everyone was sitting around the sofa in the lobby waiting for the news, and no one dared to speak.

At around three o'clock this afternoon, Lu Shaoheng and Yu Meng led a team of people to survey the scenery in the valley.When the group of people were walking back, there was a heavy rain in the sky and the water in the valley swelled. Yu Meng's assistant was accidentally trapped on a small slope.

Seeing that the water level was getting higher and higher, it was too late to wait for rescue, so Lu Shaoheng made a decisive decision and cooperated with the guide to rescue people.

In the end, the screenwriter assistant was rescued, but he himself was washed away by the rushing stream, and he is still missing.

Because of the heavy rain, there was no signal in the valley. Yu Meng and his party were not able to call Chen Zhuo until they returned to a nearby town.Now the others have been safely placed in the guest house in the small town, only Lu Shaoheng is still missing.

It was already dark outside, and the heavy rain still showed no signs of stopping. People in raincoats kept coming and going, but no one brought back any useful news.

The clean marble floor of the hotel lobby is covered with black footprints, the air is full of damp earthy smell, and the atmosphere is suppressed to the extreme.

Finally, Chen Zhuo stood up abruptly, breaking the suffocating silence.

He came to the window and said to the local guide who was smoking, "Give me the car keys."

Hearing what Chen Zhuo said, the guide didn't even bother to smoke, and quickly advised him: "Mr. Chen, it's raining too much now, and the mountain road has been closed, so you can't get by."

Chen Zhuo couldn't listen to his words, and repeated with emphasis: "Give me the key."

Chen Zhuo's attitude was too tough, the guide had no choice but to take out the key and hand it to him.

Jiang Xiaobo came in with two bags of boxed lunch, just in time to see Chen Yao going out with the car keys, so anxious that he piled the bags on the ground, and rushed forward with one stride: "Chen Yao! Calm down!" Jiang Xiaobo He snatched the key from Chen Yao's hand: "Do you know where he is? It's raining so hard that even the police and search and rescue teams can't enter the mountain. What can you do as a foreigner?"

"I know you..." Jiang Xiaobo's throat choked when he said this, and he didn't continue, but said: "When he comes back later, if something happens to you again, what should we do?"

Jiang Xiaobo's words were like heavy rain outside the window, extinguishing the last trace of spirit in Chen Yao's body.He was no longer obsessed with the car keys, and sat back in the chair in silence.

Jiang Xiaobo wiped his red eyes, picked up the two bags again, and put food for everyone one by one.

He didn't bother Chen Zhuo anymore, but temporarily put away his food and let him stay alone for a while.

The turning point always appeared at the most desperate time. Just when everyone was discussing whether to seek help from the city, a staff member rushed in from the gate.

"Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen! Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu has called back!" The staff blushed with excitement, because the ground was too slippery, he grabbed the stone pillars in the lobby, and then hurriedly stopped the car: " He told us not to worry, he is safe now! He also said that it is not easy to walk on the slippery mountain road in the dark, so he will spend the night at a fellow villager’s house first, and he will come back tomorrow!”

Chen Zhuo stood up suddenly, knocked off the ashtray at hand, and strode towards him: "Where's the phone?"

The staff was taken aback by Chen Yao's reaction, blinked his eyes, and said innocently: "He said it's nothing, so hang up first."

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