I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

The location the crew was going to was a relatively remote village.

But also because of the remoteness, most of the antique buildings are preserved in the village, and there are mountains and forests outside the village, which highly match the scene in the script.

Although the terrain of the village is rugged and steep, and there is little contact with the outside world, many people know the name of Hongyu Village.

A few years ago, a few donkey friends came to Hongyu Village for hiking, but they accidentally photographed a man in Qing Dynasty costumes looking straight at the camera in the octagonal building in the center of the village.

This photo was once all the rage on the Internet, but it was quickly refuted by officials, saying that there was a crew filming there at the time, and the man was just a group performer.

Later, countless adventure enthusiasts came to the village to hunt for novelties, and they did not encounter similar things again.

Otherwise, no matter how similar the scene is in the script, and no matter how cheap the venue rent is, Zhou Weiyu would not nod and choose this place.

The commercial vehicle of the film crew drove into the village mightily. Ning Zhi'an was woken up by Xiao Zhou, and jumped out of the car in a daze, with a big backpack on her shoulders. of.

Behind Ning Zhi'an, Ji Zhaoran stepped out of the car with his long legs.

There are not many people in the village, and most of them are old people and children who stayed behind. After a brief handover between the life producer and the village leaders, a room for accommodation was quickly allocated.

Ning Zhi'an's room is a small courtyard with a separate door. Ning Zhi'an lives in the house to the south, and Xiao Zhou lives in the house to the north, which is convenient for taking care of Ning Zhi'an's daily life.

The furnishings of the room are old, it should be that no one has lived in it for a long time, there is a faint damp smell when entering the room, but it has been cleaned briefly, and there is not much dust.

Ning Zhi'an is not a picky person, no matter how poor the accommodation conditions are, he can still find out the advantages optimistically.

He opened the window and looked out curiously. Outside the window was a quaint street surrounded by mountains not far away. The fresh air from the mountains slowly infiltrated into the house, refreshing people.

Ning Zhi'an closed his eyes, drooping his long eyelashes, feeling the breeze blowing towards his face, and said with emotion: "The air here is really good."

As soon as she entered the house, the female ghost in red chose a beam that was convenient for overlooking the whole house, and floated up slowly.

She frowned sadly, the room was cleaned so carelessly, and she didn't know how long she would have to clean it.

The little girl looked at an old wooden box in the room, happily opened her schoolbag, and put toys and snacks on it.

In the big article, there is a little fairy boy who sleeps with cold stones every day to hone herself. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have cold stones, and the wooden box is also very hard!

After Xiao Zhou packed up his things, he turned on the phone in a daze, and the "Shurangama Sutra", which was completely empty, rang slowly in the room.

Ning Zhi'an asked him puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Zhou: "Didn't it say that there are ghosts here? I heard that playing Buddhist scriptures can drive away ghosts."

After Xiao Zhou finished speaking, the female ghost in red and the little girl turned their heads slowly and looked at him expressionlessly.

Is this assistant challenging their bottom line of being a ghost?

Ning Zhi'an was not afraid at all when he heard about the haunting, instead he raised the corners of his lips calmly: "I checked last night, in fact, the haunting in this village is just a rumor."

He heard Shen Ye say that the location of the location was haunted yesterday, and he was so nervous that he didn't fall asleep most of the night.

Buried in the quilt, I searched over and over again about the village, which scared me enough, and I couldn't help but want to continue reading.

Finally, at three o'clock in the middle of the night, I came to the conclusion with my eyes turning blue: it was fake.

Xiao Zhou still shook his head cleverly: "Be prepared, let's release this town house first!"

Ning Zhi'an: "...just as long as you are happy."

In the old room, Ning Zhian quietly leaned against the window to watch the photography notice, the sun shone through the mottled tree shadows, and fell on his face in half-brightness, painting the thick long eyelashes with a light golden circle .

At the same time, there was the solemn and solemn singing of the Shurangama Sutra in the room, and every crew member who passed by Ningzhi'an Xiaoyuan couldn't help being awe-inspiring after hearing it.

The little girl couldn't stand it anymore, she covered her ears and ran to the yard to play with mud.

On the beam of the house, the female ghost was hanging upside down, stretching out her long nails at Xiao Zhou, and stopped in mid-air with restraint.

She wanted to bully this clumsy little assistant, but suddenly, she sensed an unusual and dangerous aura approaching.

The female ghost became alert and flew out of the yard with a "swish".

……

Everyone in the crew was a little tired after a bumpy day on the road. Zhou Weiyu didn't assign any shooting tasks. After watching the scene in person, he stopped work early so that everyone could rest and refresh.

The next day, as soon as Ning Zhi'an arrived on the set, he received a call from his agent, Tao Yuan.

Tao Yuan didn't communicate much with him usually, but Ning Zhi'an was able to understand through Xiao Zhou's few words that Tao Yuan had been helping him win other resources.

It's just that the drama at hand hasn't finished, and there isn't even a bit of material coming out. No one knows how his performance will be. Most crews or variety shows that are interested in cooperating with Ning Zhi'an are still on the sidelines.

Ning Zhi'an walked to a place where there were few people, cleared his throat, and connected the phone: "Hello, Sister Tao Yuan."

He originally thought that Tao Yuan called because of work matters, but Tao Yuan's tone was a little headache, and what he said was beyond Ning Zhi'an's expectation.

"Xiao Ning, the part-time worker who helped you clean the room just now called me and said that your house seems to have been stolen."

It was inconvenient for Ning Zhi'an to go out, so Tao Yuan helped him find a cleaning lady to maintain his home regularly, and if the cleaning had anything to do, she would directly communicate with Tao Yuan.

Ning Zhi'an opened her eyes in surprise, stealing his house, what is she trying to do?

Although his house can't be called a barren house, there's nothing to steal.

Ning Zhi'an asked, "What's going on?"

"I'm on my way to your house now, and I don't know exactly what's going on. Auntie said that in the past today, I found that your house has been searched inside and out."

Tao Yuan paused after speaking, and then asked politely: "Is there nothing you can't see in your family?"

"Ah?" Ning Zhi'an was stunned, his house looked a little poor, but it was considered warm and clean, so why not see people?

Tao Yuan reminded: "Private photos or special toys..."

It’s okay to buy something after it’s lost, but if it’s taken away by someone, there’s no way to deal with it.

After understanding Tao Yuan's voice-over, Ning Zhi'an's ears immediately felt hot. His complexion was fair, and a thin layer of light pink immediately covered his face, making him look particularly eye-catching.

Ning Zhi'an covered the microphone, lowered his voice seriously, and paused word by word in a breathy voice: "How could I have such a thing."

Tao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's fine. I'll be driving to your house soon. I'll call you when I get there."

Ning Zhi'an hung up the phone, quite puzzled why the house was stolen.

Speaking of which, the only valuable thing in his house is a suit he wore to attend the event. That wicked thief wouldn't steal his shirt, would he?

The poor little star suddenly felt a little worried, and walked to the set with a sad face.

Ning Zhi'an was so focused on the phone just now that she didn't notice that not far away, Zhou Weiyu was smoking with Ji Zhaoran.

They were not too close, so they couldn't hear what Ning Zhian said, but they could see all the brilliant expressions on his face just now.

Zhou Weiyu had no airs of a director, squatting against a tree, and said with emotion: "After all, you are a young man, who writes everything on his face, unlike us who are old and keep everything in our hearts." .”

Ji Zhaoran stood, holding a mint cigarette between his slender finger bones, lazily and undisciplinedly looking at the thin back who was gradually walking away, and the gray-white mist slowly drifted over the handsome and sharp eyebrows.

He looked down at Zhou Weiyu, and said lightly: "You are so old, how can you compare with other children?"

Zhou Weiyu:? ? ?

Zhou Weiyu: "Where did I recruit you?"

Ji Zhaoran shook his head slowly. "No."

After a while, Zhou Weiyu forgot about it, and was suddenly kicked by Ji Zhaoran again.

Ji Zhaoran asked, "Am I very old?"

Zhou Weiyu: ... What kind of madness have you been committing lately?