Infinite Throne

The old Taoist was born in the Tianshi sect, and his Taoist name is Yanxu. He asked repeatedly:

"You mentioned Song Qing when you were talking, have you seen him?"

In fact, he was not very worried about the whereabouts of the little apprentice, he was still alive, the first hexagram to calculate was auspicious, there was no fear of life, just for him to experience it.Recently, another hexagram was divined, and Song and Qing Dynasties are already the hexagrams of turning bad luck into good fortune and nobles helping each other, so it should not be a big problem.

On the surface he was asking about Song Qing, but in fact he was thinking of another apprentice——Xie Yunqing, times are bad and times are good, and he can't figure out the specific hexagrams, as if they are changing all the time.

The villagers hesitated, the truth must not be told to the old Taoist, but Song Qing is still alive, the old Taoist will know sooner or later.Now is the time when there is an urgent need for people in the Taoist sect, so what can I do to this old Taoist priest.

It's better to lure the old Taoist over here first, let him stay in the village to deal with the red-haired zongzi, and everyone leave overnight.Even if Song Qing went down the mountain, met his master, and wanted to investigate the villagers, the villagers would no longer be in the village.

As for those villagers who have been poisoned by evil spirits, after much deliberation, they feel that the safest choice at the moment is to stay here.If the evil spirit realizes that they are fleeing, it is very possible that the evil spirit will make their hearts explode...

The old Taoist priest is now the only life-saving straw they can reach.If he could survive, he would confess his mistakes to Song Qing master and apprentice and make amends, and this matter might be over.

Zhang Wenqi said: "Master Song Qing is currently working with the crew to make movies, and he is still the leading role. He is doing well."

"After today's filming is over, he should come back with the crew. Recently, there are monsters in the mountains. The old man should go back to the village with us. We will inform you when Song Qing comes back."

"Making movies? Good boy, you actually changed careers for me..."

Daoist Yanxu stroked his beard, looking forward to it.It's good to make a movie, what movie needs the help of a Taoist priest?Is it one of those zombie movies that slay demons?It just happens to be able to promote the divine power of my Taoism, and maybe it can increase the incense in the audience.

"Master, let's go."

"Okay." Daoist Yanxu said to them while walking:

"I see that your Yintang is black, and there must be bloody disasters. Why don't you tell me about your birth date, how about I give you a divination?"

"This... this is not very good..." Zhang Xiaojun felt a little embarrassed.Song Qing was sent up by the villagers, and now Song Qing's master is so enthusiastic, but anyone with a little conscience will feel guilty.

"What's wrong? Meeting is fate. People who are destined, don't need 998, don't need 298, just need 188. Believe it or not, it doesn't matter, just let us talk..." Daoist Yanxu said. , you know he is an old fortune teller.

Now is the time when everyone needs to calm down, and they all expressed their willingness to pay the 188 yuan, asking the Taoist priest to do a fortune telling.

Taoist Master Yanxu asked about the birthdays of several people, counted them with his fingers, and shook his head again and again.

"What's wrong? Is the hexagram bad?"

"This is a sudden death... Oh, why did the young man faint from fright, pinch him and wake him up." Daoist Yanxu was anxious on the surface, but secretly happy in his heart.

"Master, you must save us!"

Daoist Yanxu sighed, and said with some difficulty: "It is possible to save. My teacher has a special protective talisman. After wearing it, it can keep you safe for three days, but it is a bit expensive. And the number is not much, it must not be enough You people..."

"Master, if I buy it, I can pay more!"

"Master, can this peace talisman still be drawn?"

"Being able to paint is being able to paint, but the materials are difficult to collect and are very valuable..." Daoist Yanxu maintained a compassionate smile while Amway was offering a discount for buying a safe talisman and giving away a sub-talisman.

The safety talisman can indeed guarantee safety for three days, but the death of this group of people will be three days later.

If it is just ordinary people who are killed by monsters and there is a way to save them, these people are rebellious people, destined to die, and no one can save them.

The meritorious deeds of the ancestors, being destined to have no children, blinding the destiny, and extending the descendants, until the day they are discovered, these descendants who should not exist will die unexpectedly, leaving no one behind.

They were dying anyway, and it was good for them to have a good thought in their hearts.

Taoist Master Yanxu, who had sold out all his inventory, showed a compassionate smile.

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The water level of the underground river rose and retreated, retreated and rose again, and finally retreated to the safety line, where the fish with their mouths wide open disappeared along the current.The iron cage suddenly loosened, and Meng Xianjue, Xie Yunqing and others rolled down on the river bank together.

"Oops, we're all out."

Meng Xianjue couldn't be happy at all, if that red-haired monster came after him, none of them would be able to escape.

"Let's find a way to escape while he's not here." Xie Yunqing pulled Meng Xianjue up from the ground.

"Three days have passed, the text message should have been sent, and the people in Shimen know that I am here and should come to rescue me."

"Master Meng, do you still remember your ancestor's records about this tomb? Maybe you can think of some relevant clues." A mercenary asked.

"I didn't say too much about this tomb. I just said that the mechanism here is exquisite, there are shocking things buried here, and it is tightly guarded, making it difficult to enter and exit. When my ancestors made a fortune, two brothers robbed the tomb together. One took his father's surname and the other The mother’s surname follows. The elder brother’s surname is Meng, who is good at Fengshui secrets, and the younger brother’s surname is Zhang, who is good at finding dragons and acupuncture points.”

"My ancestor's surname was Meng. He didn't want to open the tomb because he thought it would hurt peace. The second ancestor left with a map of the tomb, and the two broke up, and they were divided into two different clans."

"There is a village at the foot of this kind of mountain. If the villagers in it are all surnamed Zhang, they should be descendants of my second ancestor..."

When Meng Xianjue told these past events, the map of this ancient tomb that he saw in ancient books naturally appeared in his mind.The map was copied by the ancestors of the Meng family based on memory, and some places are incompletely drawn.

Meng Xianjue suddenly thought of a way to get out - Tianmen!Among these secret passages used to capture tomb robbers, one should lead directly to the Tianmen.

"As long as we can find Tianmen, we can go out." Meng Xianjue groped underground, full of hope in his heart.

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In the cave, everyone in the crew had lunch and continued to shoot the next scene.

Tonight's scenes are all emotional scenes, it only needs Song Qing and Lin Yebai to be in the scene.

Song Qing looked at his script with an extremely solemn expression.Is this a script written by a living person?how so?

Fortunately, those members of the Zhang family have left now, and the staff of the crew have seen too many weird scripts, so they are at ease with it.To a certain extent, it can reduce Song Qing's sense of shame.

Song Qing continued to do psychological construction for himself. After this incident passed, the movie should not be shot again, let alone released.As long as the elders of the master sect don't know, it will be an eternal secret.

As for the Lord Ghost King, Song Qing didn't dare to guess what the other party thought of her "female lead role", and he suffocated when he thought about it.

Song Qing has no professional experience in acting, and directly uses the substituting method of acting, and occasionally has a sense of identity for the heroine in the play.Similar fates and similar situations can easily make people feel confused about past and present lives.

After reading the whole script, Song Qing understands that the heroine undoubtedly loves Lord Ghost King deeply...but he is a straight man and has absolutely no wrong thoughts about Ghost King.If he continued to act, Song Qing felt that he would slip into the abyss.

"Song Daochang, how are you getting ready? Are you ready to start filming?" Lu Xun asked.

"Okay." Song Qing put down the script.

He has a good memory, and these lines are fluent, so it is not difficult to memorize them.The only difficulty lies in reading these lines emotionally to the "Master Ghost King", and matching them with appropriate body language and expressions.

Lin Yebai doesn't need to eat for the time being. Compared with the big pot of rice in the village, the blood rushing in the bodies of these living people is more attractive.

The closer you get to a living person, the stronger the hunting instinct comes from the zombie body.Perhaps the setting in the script that the ghost king needs to devour the heart makes sense.Blood gathers at the heart, and then flows into various parts of the body. From the perspective of energy, the heart is the most powerful, and eating it will definitely give you the strongest sense of satisfaction.

Lin Yebai's eyes fell unconsciously on Song Qing's heart. He could sense the position and physical condition of other people through the evil spirit.

Now Song Qing is the only person in the cave who has been planted with evil spirit, and the beating sound of his heart is especially obvious to Lin Yebai.

Why does Song Qing's heart always beat fast when he reads the script, and the horror value also slightly increases?

Sensing the gaze of "Master Ghost King", Song Qing's heartbeat inevitably accelerated again, thinking of those lines that were enough to suffocate, his whole body stiffened, his toes tapped to the ground.

"Start shooting!" Lu Xun waved.

Song Qing entered the state of immersion, chased after Lord Ghost King, stomped his feet, and got angry:

"Why don't you look at me or talk to me?"

"Am I ugly?"

"It's just the two of us here, can you take a look at me?"

The coquettishness of a weak girl made Lord Ghost King at a loss.He didn't know how to deal with this overly energetic food, so he said coldly: "Noisy!"

"Wow, you finally spoke to me, although you only said two words..."

"Your voice is so beautiful! Can you say a few more words? It sounds better than those singers. Can you sing? My singing is very out of tune..."

"What's your name? How old are you?"

"Since you don't speak, I'll call you Xiaohong, okay?"

"Shen Yu." Lord Ghost King was so annoyed that he said his name in order to avoid being called "Xiaohong".

"Your name sounds nice too, don't go, wait for me."

For a girl who had experienced the dangers of the world not long ago, meeting a taciturn young man in the tomb was a very healing thing.

There are companions in despair, and it seems that everything is not so bad.His indifference, for the girl, symbolizes safety.At least he won't be like those lecherous villagers who will touch and move for no reason.

The ghost king couldn't stand the girl's voice, so he disappeared temporarily.

Soon, there was a sound of falling in the darkness, and the girl in white curled up into a ball, sobbing and crying.

At the moment when the handsome young man in the blood-colored wedding dress appeared, the girl rushed towards him like a breast swallow——

"Uuuuuuuuu I'm afraid of the dark..."

Of course this pounce was missed, Lin Yebai put a finger between Song Qing's eyebrows, firmly limiting the distance between the two to within an arm's reach.

The girl's posture of opening her teeth and waving her claws is very cute, like a rampant crab that has been shelled and is still waving its pincers persistently.

In the darkness, came an uncertain male voice:

"Junior Brother Song, is that you?"