Three or five days passed, and Zhang Mingxuan took a group of people to the outside of the filming town.

Zhang Mingxuan clapped his hands in front of everyone and said happily: "Today is a great day, and history will remember this moment, because the first movie in this world has started." ”

The three demon kings of the Cheng family looked excited, Zhang Jun glanced at Wang Qing from time to time with the book basket on his back, and the demons and ghosts looked curious.

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand and said in high spirits: "The movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" has started filming, and all departments are in place. ”

A group of people looked at Zhang Mingxuan blankly, motionless under their feet.

Zhang Mingxuan said angrily: "Be invisible, set up a photo stone, in the sky, in the distance, in the near view, give me a place." Ning Caichen, let me go!"

The crowd moved instantly, and the ghost servants disappeared into the air one by one.

Under Zhang Mingxuan's expectant gaze, Ning Caichen solemnly took the first step.

"Ka! Ning Caichen, what's the matter with you? Can't you walk? What does it mean to have the same hands and feet? Zhang Mingxuan shouted angrily.

Zhang Jun glanced at Zhang Mingxuan in shame and started again.

The three demon kings of the Cheng family pointed at Ning Caichen's awkward appearance and laughed.

Zhang Mingxuan glared at them and said, "You guys shut up for me." ”

The three of them immediately covered their mouths, as if I was a good citizen.

"Ning Caichen, what are you nervous about? Just act as if there is no one around, don't look around. ”

"I'll go, who is looking for a group performer, won't the robbers be?"

Cheng Chumo smiled and said, "My family's descendants." ”

Zhang Mingxuan glared at him and said angrily, "Come again." ”

For a while, the entire set was shrouded in the majesty of Zhang Mingxuan, from martial arts instructor Jiang Jinxi, special effects Li Qingxuan, to the photography ghost were all reprimanded by Zhang Mingxuan. The angry Li Qingxuan's teeth itched, and his little fist was clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched. Of course, Zhang Mingxuan didn't find this, and his mind was full of actors.

"Xiahou, what are you talking about? It's not for you to show off your skills. Zhang Mingxuan reprimanded again.

Under Zhang Mingxuan's strict requirements, the progress of filming was very slow, but fortunately, everyone felt more and more, coupled with the active cooperation of the county order, the speed slowly increased.

A group of people went into the mountains and forests and squatted for a week, not only filming but also writing novels, and often flying back to deliver manuscripts and cards to their mobile phones!

Zhang Mingxuan and the others walked out of the mountains and forests tiredly, but their faces were full of relief, and the filming was over!

Back in Chang'an City, Zhang Mingxuan went into the room non-stop, and began to edit and insert music in his heart.

Lying on the bed, looking at the picture of walking in front of me, my vision began to blur, my eyes became heavier and heavier, and my head was crooked, gameover!

The next day, the sun rose, Zhang Mingxuan woke up with confused eyes, opened the door, and his eyes instantly narrowed in the sun, and put his hand in front of his eyebrows, so late!

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at the empty courtyard and turned around and walked towards the bookstore.

At the counter in the bookstore, Li Qingxuan was bored playing with his mobile phone.

Zhang Mingxuan glanced outside and said in surprise: "Why are there so few people today?"

Li Qingxuan didn't raise his head and said: "What kind of water and land puja did the Tang Emperor do, a little monk from the Huasheng Temple is giving a lecture, they all ran to join in the fun, and I don't know what is beautiful about the chanting of a few monks, how can it be fun to steal vegetables." ”

Zhang Mingxuan, who didn't care much about it, gradually became serious in his expression, Water and land puja? Isn't this the beginning of the Journey to the West? As for whether Xuanzang is from the Huasheng Temple, it is not clear.

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly ran out, Li Qingxuan glanced at Zhang Mingxuan's back, and muttered: "Boring!"

Then he smiled and said to the phone: "Sister Wansheng, the night pearl you posted in the group is so beautiful, send me well!"

All Saints Princess: This is not a pearl of the night, it is a true Buddha relic, and the nine heads were taken from the sacrificial country.

Xiaobai: Wow! What a Buddha relic!

Li Qingxuan: Drooling! What a Buddha relic! The stewed soup is delicious! Milky white.

Halloween Princess: ......

Xiaobai: ......

Princess Jade: ......

Zhang Mingxuan asked for directions along the street, and soon came to the scene of the water and land puja, a big high platform, on which the banners were flying, the treasure cover was flying, and a young and handsome little monk sat on the top with a smile and talked eloquently. On both sides sat a row of monks, slightly closing their eyes, knocking on wooden fish.

Zhang Mingxuan was surprised to find that there was also an acquaintance among them, the representative of Shaolin Temple when he crossed the Xianmen.

When Zhang Mingxuan looked at him, Yuantong's brows jumped slightly, opened a slit in his eyes, looked at Zhang Mingxuan, nodded slightly and smiled.

Zhang Mingxuan also nodded with a smile on his face, and Yuantong closed his eyes again.

Zhang Mingxuan listened carefully to Xuanzang's lecture, listened for a while, yawned, shook his head to sober himself up, how could he feel like a teacher in class?

Zhang Mingxuan glanced left and right boredly, and was stunned for a moment, only to see that ten meters away, an old Taoist priest was looking at him with a smile.

Zhang Mingxuan looked away weakly, turned his head and trotted home, as if he didn't see it.

"Little friend, where are you going?" a playful voice appeared in his ear.

Zhang Mingxuan stopped helplessly, turned his head and said with a smile on his face: "Daoist Yuan is also here! What a coincidence, have you eaten?"

Yuan Shoucheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou doesn't seem to want to see me, so he will run away when he sees me." ”

Zhang Mingxuan smiled embarrassedly: "How is it possible? It is an honor to meet a master like you, I can't ask for it!"

"That's good, do you have time to sit on the side of the poor road?"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled awkwardly and nodded: "There is time, there is time." ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled and took Zhang Mingxuan towards the restaurant next to him, went directly to the second floor, and sat next to the window.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the crowd of black people below and said, "What does Xiaoyou think of Buddhism?"

Zhang Mingxuan responded: "It's okay! It's good to guide people to goodness." ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said, "Don't worry, this place has been blocked by me, and no one can hear it except your master." Don't be sloppy with me. ”

Zhang Mingxuan awkwardly picked up a cup of tea, drank it, and coughed directly.

Yuan Tiangang asked curiously, "What is your master's plan?"

Zhang Mingxuan said: "How can I know his old man's plan. ”

Yuan Tiangang said to himself: "Your master should not let go of this opportunity, if you need anything, just come to me." ”

Zhang Mingxuan rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "Those great gods are playing, what can you help me with?"

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said, "I can help you a lot, my energy is beyond your imagination." ”