It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

Send away the two young men who stayed to help.

Soon, an old man in a white gown appeared in the shadows nearby.

The old man had a sour face and kept hitting the two directors on the head with the toilet brush in his hand.

"Beat you bastards to death. You're the one who peed and shit on my grave! Beat you to death, beat you to death..."

For some reason, ever since Miss Song made a strange gesture, the two directors felt a chill on their foreheads.

I couldn't help but touch it several times, but I didn't touch anything.

"You can't see him now." After saying that, he flicked his finger towards the two men's eyebrows.

The two felt a heat between their brows, and then the heat slowly spread to their eyes, and it was as if something was covering their eyes.

As the two of them slowly adjusted themselves, an old man in a long gown suddenly appeared in front of their empty eyes.

"Damn it-"

"Damn it-"

Two screams rang out at the same time. Song Tang grabbed the collars of the two men, thus preventing them from kneeling down due to weak legs.

After one hour.

By the time the old man in the long gown finished his "friendly" negotiations with the two directors, the sun was almost at its zenith.

"Okay, old man, you should go back first. The sun is still shining brightly!" A century-old ghost like this is actually not that afraid of the sun. Song Tang was just giving him a way out.

The old ghost in the long gown has been a ghost for more than a hundred years, and his vision and insight are far beyond that of ordinary people.

He immediately took advantage of the situation and nodded to Song Tang in a friendly manner.

He coughed and continued to put on airs, scolding the two famous directors like he was scolding his grandsons, "Alright, I'll spare you today for the sake of the master. I won't bother your ancestors anymore! Keep your eyes open in the future, would you be happy if I peed next to your bed? You little bastards just deserve to be punished, go away, out of sight, out of mind."

"Take care. I will burn more paper money to honor you later."

It would be best if there were two more beautiful maids! However, because the master was still beside him, the old ghost in the long gown swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and planned to go back and tell them in his dreams.

The old man in the long gown disappeared, and the energy that had been supporting the two directors suddenly relaxed, and they both collapsed to the ground.

Wiping the cold sweat from their faces, the two directors looked at each other and then smiled bitterly.

We only knew that these masters of Xuanmen had some skills, but we had no idea that this one who looked the youngest and the least reliable had more than just some skills!

It completely overturned their worldview!

If it were someone else, they would think this was a show of force.

Song Tang's nonchalant attitude also showed that she might not think it was a big deal, as if all this was just to satisfy the two people's need for a "face-to-face meeting".

"Master, what do you think of the fee?" This time Director Chen stepped forward personally, and his originally straight back couldn't help but bend slightly.

As far as he knew, those masters were not as capable as Song Tang, and their appearance fee was hundreds of thousands.

Thinking back to the morning, Lao Zhang was still complaining to him that 5,000 yuan was too expensive. Director Chen couldn't help but glare at him. After years of wandering around the world, didn't he know that he could never offend a master of Xuanmen?

Firstly, they are afraid of the other party's connections, who knows if they will be tricked somewhere.

Secondly, they should be prepared for the worst! What if the other party is really capable and secretly makes trouble for them? Where can they go to seek justice?

"He has already paid the money." Song Tang looked puzzled, then realized, could he be going back on his word?

She quickly hid her phone and looked at Director Chen with a wary face, "We agreed before that the door-to-door fee is 5,000, and catching the ghost is another price. You were unreasonable first, and then the old ghost teased you! He didn't do anything sad or evil, so I can't help you catch him! And I can't refund the money!"

Knowing that Song Tang had misunderstood, Director Chen quickly explained: "That's not what I meant! Talking about money is too vulgar. Let's add each other's contact information. If you need anything from me, Chen Yan, in the future, feel free to contact me!"

How clever! Director Chen couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up in his heart.

A talented person like Song Tang is hard to be invited. If he doesn't seize the opportunity when the other party is not famous, he doesn't deserve to win the Best Director Award for the third time!

He was already certain that Song Tang would have a great future, so he successfully added the other party on WeChat and resolved the issues with the crew. It was a double blessing.

It was not until many years later that Director Chen recalled this meeting.

Still, he couldn't help but sigh that this was indeed the best decision he had ever made in his life!

Knowing that Song Tang was not only good at fortune-telling and catching ghosts, but also had excellent paper-making skills, Director Chen immediately transferred 50,000 yuan to him generously, saying that he owed the old man a lot and must get the most luxurious one.

No matter how luxurious it is, it is made of paper. How can it be worth 50,000? Of course, she made it herself, so it is truly unique in the world.

Thinking of this, Song Tang accepted the money with peace of mind.

"Amulet? Yes, I do, but..."

Without waiting for Song Tang to finish, Director Chen continued to throw money around. "Two thousand each, is that enough? Ten first!"

Song Tang looked at the transfer on his phone with an embarrassed face. Are all rich people so willful?

"Actually, you just need to get more sun. There's really no need to spend this money." Based on professionalism, Song Tang gave one last piece of advice, even though she had already accepted the money.

"Haha, get more sun. Did you remember this, Old Zhang? Go back and tell everyone not to use sunscreen these days. Just get some sun for three days first!"

"I've got it, I've got it!"

The two men even kindly wanted to take Song Tang back to the mountain temple, but Song Tang didn't have a car and it would take more than half an hour to walk back.

Song Tang refused without a second thought, and left the crew, walking up the mountain along the path. After making sure that the two had gone far away, Song Tang stopped.

I looked around and saw a piece of white clothes under a big tree.

"Come out."

The old man in a long gown walked out obediently, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Not being afraid of the sun is one thing, but being uncomfortable is another.

The old man in the long gown looked back in the direction of the crew and confessed honestly, "In fact, I teased them before not just for revenge. I felt that there was something not so good hidden in the crew."

He thought that these people would leave when they couldn't stand it anymore, and that's what he had done before.

The old man in the long gown naturally didn't know that the crews could easily spend tens of millions to make a movie, and the larger investments could reach hundreds of millions. It affected countless people!

As long as no one is killed, the entire project will most likely not stop.

"Now that thing is gone, I hope it's just my illusion." The old ghost in the long gown felt it carefully and indeed could not feel the existence of that thing.

He knew that Song Tang was capable, and he couldn't bear to see innocent people being implicated, so he ran over to warn them.

When Song Tang first met him, he saw the golden light of his merits and virtues. He knew that this man had done a lot of good deeds both during his lifetime and after his death.

He nodded to indicate that he would pay attention. Before leaving, he couldn't help but ask the old ghost in the long gown curiously: "Why don't you reincarnate?"

Silently clenching the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, the old ghost in the long gown soon showed his mischievous side again and said with a smile: "The world is so interesting! I have watched them go from poverty and weakness to prosperity, and I want to watch it for a few more years!"

Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see high-rise buildings lined up one after another. Such a prosperous era is truly rare to see!