After the rebirth of the master of metaphysics

Under the cannon-fire of the war, this vicissitudes of life stands on the fence of Hengdian and has become an important tool for filming a drama.

But since Hu Ruoxuan's crew came, every night, he could hear the faint sound of opera coming from the courtyard, and the patrolling people were so frightened that they almost fainted.

Things got louder and louder. At this moment, the haunting of the crew and the injury of Wang Yanzi were photographed by the paparazzi and broke the news on the Internet. Wang Yanzi's fans started to make a fuss on the Internet, demanding an explanation from the crew.

Among them, Wang Yanzi's black fans took the opportunity to break the news about Wang Yanzi's raising a kid, which once again set off a wave of enthusiasm on the Internet.

As a loyal fan of Wang Yanzi, seeing the three of Lu Sijin chatting in the dormitory group, and remembering that his junior is a Taoist priest, he called Lu Sijin.

"Little Four, let me tell you, actually I think Sister Wang is a bit strange."

"Tell me."

"When Sister Wang came to the set, she bought milk tea for everyone. When I took the milk tea from her hand, I found her hands were very cold."

Lu Sijin thought for a while and said, "It's normal for a girl to have a cold body."

"No!" Hu Ruoxuan scratched his hair and said in a tangle: "Her hands were as cold as if I were touching ice cubes, and the coldness rushed straight to my sky, making me shiver."

It's not normal for people to freeze like this!

Lu Sijin grasped the words in Hu Ruoxuan's words, and asked, "Every time something strange happened to your crew, you were on the set?"

"I guess so." Hu Ruoxuan answered uncertainly.

Lu Sijin thought for a while and said, "Take me to the shooting location."

"Little Si, it really is my real brother, buddy, if you help my idol solve the problem this time, I will give you a big red envelope!" Hu Ruoxuan was very moved and gave Lu Sijin a bear hug, but Lu Sijin resisted forehead.

"I'm afraid that you will feel bad for the price I paid."

Hu Ruoxuan said indifferently: "It's okay, brother is not short of money!"

Hu Ruoxuan brought Lu Sijin to the shooting site. This is a long-standing house. It is said that it was the residence of a famous theater actress in the Republic of China.

Because the theater was very similar to the house the director wanted to shoot, he contacted the owner of the house and rented the house at a high price.

The two stone lions at the door have gone through the era of war and smoke, and still fulfill their duties.

"Little Four is here..."

"Master, is it really as you said?"

Hu Ruoxuan pushed open the door and saw several people standing in the front yard.

"Zhang...Director Zhang?"

Director Zhang was discussing something with the onmyoji who had just been invited when the machine was started, when he heard someone pushing open the door and talking loudly.

The two young men in front of him slammed in, which aroused his dissatisfaction.

But seeing that Hu Ruoxuan performed well in the crew, he swallowed the scolding voice.

"Xiao Hu? Didn't you say that today is a holiday? What are you doing here?"

Hu Ruoxuan doggedly said, "Didn't Director Zhang hear that our film crew is not peaceful? My brother is a Taoist priest, so I want him to come and see."

Director Zhang frowned, and glanced at the young man beside Hu Ruoxuan, his eyes lit up.

"Is the young man interested in acting?"

Lu Sijin was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the director's kindness, just ask my brother for acting, and I'll forget it."

Director Zhang is a little bit regretful, with such a pretty face, even if it is a vase, he has the confidence to make him a top class!

Here, Director Zhang was about to talk about the benefits of retaining young people into the entertainment industry, but was interrupted by the master he ignored.

"Director Zhang, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me and looking for someone to dismantle me?" Although Zhang Can and Director Zhang belong to the Zhang family, their ancestral home is far and wide.

Director Zhang is an authentic native of Shanghai, and Zhang Can is a master sought after by the wealthy families in Xiangjiang. This time, Director Zhang spent a lot of money to invite him to the mainland.

Zhang Can has a big round face with a conspicuous big mole on his face. He is wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a gossip plate in his hand. When Hu Ruoxuan said that the person next to him is also a Taoist priest, his expression turned ugly and he was furious.

Director Zhang was taken aback for a moment, he was too busy looking at Lu Sijin's face just now, and forgot what Hu Ruoxuan said, and he didn't realize it until Master Zhang's face turned ugly.

"This? Master Zhang, listen to my explanation. I don't even know that Hu Ruoxuan will bring another Taoist here?"

Hu Ruoxuan, on the other hand, knew what to say, and knew that he had caused trouble to Director Zhang, so he quickly explained.

"This matter is my own idea and has nothing to do with Director Zhang. Master, please don't be angry!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Can looked at Lu Sijin contemptuously, and said something in Xiangjiang dialect.

Lu Sijin didn't understand, and didn't want to understand.But Hu Ruoxuan understood, and his face was very ugly.Because his family runs a company and often deals with people in Xiangjiang, he naturally understands what the so-called Master Zhang said.

Just when he was about to stand up and argue with Zhang Can, he was stopped by Lu Sijin.

Lu Sijin whispered: "Don't pay attention to him for now."

"Can.........."

"Since you and I were invited here with money, why not rely on our own abilities?"

Zhang Can sneered, obviously not optimistic, a fledgling kid walked inside.

Director Zhang hurriedly followed.

Hu Ruoxuan angrily led Lu Sijin to the other side, "Let's go this way!"

It wasn't until Zhang Can was out of sight that Hu Ruoxuan cursed.

"Damn it, that fat guy with a big white face dared to say that you are a little white face. If you hadn't pulled me, you would have put his feet on him! It's just because of your age, why are you so arrogant! If it wasn't for you, brother, you are low-key, where would you be?" He speaks!"

Lu Sijin persuaded with a smile: "Why are you angry with him? It's not worth the loss to be angry with yourself."

Hu Ruoxuan said: "Anyway, I can't understand his face with his nostrils upturned, I'm so puzzled!"

Lu Sijin comforted the irritable Hu Ruoxuan and looked around.

It was approaching six o'clock in the evening, and the Golden Crow was sinking in the west, and a gloomy wind rose up around the garden, which was originally peaceful. The whole yard looked gloomy, which made people feel uneasy.

Hu Ruoxuan, who was still aggrieved just now, stopped nagging long ago, and grabbed Lu Sijin's sleeve.

"Xiao, Xiao Si, why do I feel something is wrong?"

"Indeed." He took out a rune folded into a triangle and gave it to Hu Ruoxuan, "Wait a minute, be careful."

Because of the many things he encountered, Lu Sijin learned to put a few folded talismans on his body, just in case.

Hu Ruoxuan quickly took it, "There's really something going on later, don't worry about me, at worst, let his mother soak a boy's urine!"

Lu Sijin looked at him in surprise, "I didn't expect the flamboyant Young Master Hu to be a good guy."

"Hmph, what's wrong with being a virgin, I like to be single-minded!"

Hu Ruoxuan spoke confidently.

There was a burst of white mist, Hu Ruoxuan subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the scenery in front of him changed.

He pulled Lu Sijin's clothes tighter.

As time passed bit by bit, Hu Ruoxuan became colder and colder.Although it has already entered autumn, Qing City is surrounded by mountains, and August is still as hot as summer, and it will not be as cold as it is now at night.

He shivered, and his teeth chattered, "Xiao, Xiao Si, do you feel that it's getting colder?"

"Is it cold? I don't feel it."

Hu Ruoxuan heard Lu Sijin's stiff voice, but there was an indescribable sweetness, like a chuckle when he was singing an opera.

"Little Four, what's wrong with your voice......"

Hu Ruoxuan raised his head just in time to see "Lu Sijin" turn around, it was a strange face.

With a smile on his brows and eyes, he looks handsome, but he is not Lu Sijin.

Hu Ruoxuan's face changed drastically, "Who are you? Where did you get Xiaosi!"

As soon as the young man walked, the modern costumes turned into pink opera robes in an instant, and his every move revealed a strong charm.

"You mean that little Taoist priest? He was sent to another place, and he should be walking around the corridor with "you" now."

"You, you don't want to come here!" Hu Ruoxuan swung a bastard punch indiscriminately.

The young man looked contemptuous and said with a smile: "It's useless, no mortal can touch me...... Bang!"

A cloud of pink appeared on the young man's face.

"you!"

Hu Ruoxuan was frightened, he could not hear him, but when the young man approached, he was slapped again.

The young man got angry and disappeared in a cloud of green smoke.

When Hu Ruoxuan opened his eyes and found that the person had disappeared, Xiaoxiao heaved a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, I heard a resentful and tactful voice coming from my ear.

"Cold, rainy and windy, I saw thunderbolts and lightning in the outskirts of the wilderness, strong winds and heavy rains like arrows, lonely graves and desolation, hurting my wife, dying of jade and fragrance...  

Wives, wives, stop and stand for a while, and spend a hundred years in the underworld for your husband......"

"Is this "Zhou Ren Crying at the Grave"?" Thanks to my grandpa, who is a fan of operas, this song has been fascinated by my ears and eyes since I was a child.

During the Jiajing period, the Yan Party was powerful, loyal minister Du Xian was murdered, his son Du Wenxue was hunted down, and his wife asked his brother Zhou Ren to take care of him. Unexpectedly, the Zhou family was persecuted by the Yan Party. In desperation, Zhou's wife volunteered to kill Yan and assassinated him. The attempt failed, but he committed suicide. Zhou Ren went to his wife's grave and cried bitterly.

There are rumors in the world that Zhou Ren sold his brothers and wives to seek wealth, and was reviled by the world. It was not until later generations that Zhou Ren was cleared of his grievances, and this drama came about.

"Zhou Ren Crying at the Grave" tells the story of Zhou Ren mourning at his wife's grave after losing his first wife.

The voice of resentment and sorrow is full of the singer's unwillingness, depression and regret.

A double image appeared in front of Hu Ruoxuan's eyes, he shook his head violently, trying to resist the strong sleepiness.

In a blur, he saw a figure standing in front of him.

"This body is the best container for me to go out, I want to find my wife!"

"Where is the evil, how dare you mess with human flesh!"

A fat figure appeared and fought with the young man in costume.

The young man smiled coldly, "It's you stinky Taoist priests again!"

On the other side, Lu Sijin noticed that something was wrong with "Hu Ruoxuan" behind him, and punched him. The thing screamed and disappeared into green smoke.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Sijin came to a place.

This is a closed room with a painting hanging on the wall.The picture scroll is yellowed and looks old.

The person in the painting is a slim woman with willow-leaf eyebrows and a hint of melancholy in her eyes, sitting in a pavilion full of moonlight and lotus flowers in bloom.

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