Chapter Seventy-Two: On the Self-cultivation of an Actor

Moreover, even if you really want to shoot the country yellow, can you please be professional? At the very least, you have to replace the girl with a widow?

Even if the country girl is really beautiful, that is, an unripe green pear, where there is a pretty widow with a face like a peach blossom and a charm to have a sense of substitution.

Alas......

The director who is most annoyed by this kind of assumption.

Read more books and keep up with the times!

Yan Ning was thinking about it, when suddenly an exclamation rang in his ears.

"Ouch!"

The girl's body was crooked, her feet slipped, and she fell into the stream.

This bloody plot of stepping on horses!

There is no innovation at all......

"Save ...... Help!"

The girl seemed to be terrified, and flapped desperately in the stream, splashing in all directions, and looked very pitiful in the moonlight.

Coupled with the wetness of that body, it is really difficult for ordinary people to resist.

But Yan Ning is not ordinary.

"Girl, this stream is not waist-watering, don't shout. Yan Ning spread his hands, on the self-cultivation of an actor, at least you need to choose the right scene.

"Ahh

The girl seemed to be frightened.

fluttered twice, and after seeing that Yan Ning really had no intention of jumping out of the window to save her, she finally gave up the intention of continuing to shout for help.

However, his face was extremely rosy with shame.

"Gong ...... Childe, I'm ...... I just stumbled. The girl seemed to explain.

"I know, stumbling girl. Yan Ning also saw the girl's appearance a little clearly by the bright moonlight at this moment.

Stop!

It's pretty good.

With jet-black hair, big eyes, willow-like eyebrows, a standard melon seed face, and snow-white skin, he is at least a village flower.

"Childe...... What are you looking at?" the girl seemed to notice Yan Ning's gaze, and twisted her body slightly to the side, but she didn't completely twist it.

So, Yanning just happened to be able to see some better views.

"Today's moon is so round and white!" Yan looked at the girl in front of him quietly, casually showing off his poetry and writing.

"Childe is a scholar?" the girl raised her head again, her wet hair was bubbling with a faint moisture, and there was a beauty of holding a pipa and half-covering her face.

"The girl is a monster?" Yan Ning pursed her lips.

Under the moonlit night, a girl who washed her hair suddenly appeared by the stream, and then, the girl fell into the water and shouted for help.

And then, even more bloody is ......

The girl was not afraid of the eyes of strangers, and with a certain shyness in her youth, she did not go home to change her clothes even if she was wet, and talked with the boy by the stream.

Such an affair.

Such a plot.

It's not the monster that sucks people's yang energy, what is it?

"Huh?" The girl seemed to be startled, and her face changed, but she quickly recovered and began to cry: "I see that Gongzi is a stranger, and he lives in the village chief's house, so I guess Gongzi should be a guest in the village, so I talked to Gongzi...... Why did Childe defile me as a demon?"

"Oh, isn't the girl a demon?" Yan Ning was still a little puzzled, and at the same time, her eyes were still on the girl's body, up and down, left and right, watching carefully.

"Slave family is natural...... No...... No!" The girl plucked up her courage and looked at Yan Ning, and, in order to prove that she was not a demon, she confronted Yan Ning very calmly.

For a moment, the air became somewhat quiet.

Yan Ning looked at the girl.

The girl bit her lip.

It went on like this for about a quarter of an hour.

Yan Ning finally nodded and recognized the girl's identity: "Sure enough, the girl is really not a demon, I blamed the girl by mistake, I don't know what the girl's name is?"

"The slave is called...... It's called Fluttershy...... Butterfly butterfly!" the girl's face turned redder.

"Fluttershy, good name!" Yan Ning praised, and then said casually, "So, the girl is actually a little butterfly?"

"I'm not a butterfly, I'm a ......" The girl argued almost subconsciously, but just as she was about to say something, she suddenly shuddered and woke up.

"What is it?" the corners of Yan Ning's mouth raised slightly.

"Yes...... I am...... I am a villager in this Dahe village, and my family lives in the north of the village...... North, yes, that's where I live!" Fluttershy's eyes roll.

"Oh, the north side of the village is at least a mile away from here, right? You came here from a mile away to wash your hair? and, at night?" the smile on the corner of Yan Ning's mouth was even stronger.

"This ......"

Fluttershy frozes again, then bursts into tears.

"Woooooo

Crying to the desolation, Fluttershy hides her face with her hands.

Trembling all over.

"Childe, Fluttershy has a ...... There's something unspeakable!" After crying, Fluttershy speaks sadly again.

"Oh, how hard is it?" Yan Ning asked rhetorically.

"......" Fluttershy.

God pity you.

Fluttershy really hasn't been asked that question.

"Well, since it's your unspeakable secret, it's naturally inconvenient to tell me this stranger, it's better for the girl to go home first and change into a dress, this autumn wind is really a little cold, if the girl is sick because of a cold, it's really a little inappropriate. Yan Ning said with a concerned face.

"No, sir...... Childe, the slave family is willing to talk to Childe. Fluttershy is in a hurry, she only makes up one script, if she doesn't tell the tragic story.

So what's going to happen next?

She's really hard this time.

"So, you have to talk to me no matter what, right?" Yan Ning probably understood, this goblin who inhaled yang qi was not very experienced, and only prepared a set of plans.

"Yes...... No...... No, the slave family means...... I hope Childe can have mercy!" Fluttershy blinks, trying to give herself a pitiful look.

"Pity?" Yan Ning wanted to say, are you thinking about eating a fart, don't think I don't know, you just covet that little bit of yang energy on me.

You want to suck me dry!

This kind of plot is actually the most fucked up.

A Chinese Ghost Story is written in it.

There's also a youkai named Fluttershy, who, like Qian, is controlled by a millennium tree spirit and specializes in seducing passing children.

And when the passing boy just got on his stomach, the thousand-year-old tree spirit came!

Circle focus!

It's just lying on my stomach!

This is what Yan Ning thinks is the most fucked up.

How many times do you want to move?

didn't move a few times, and you sucked the yang energy dry and became a dry corpse, where is this reasonable?

"How does Miss Fluttershy want me to pity you?, by the stream, or in the house?" Yan Ning asked casually, looking at Fluttershy who was waiting for her to take pity on her.

"This ...... It is cold by the stream, if the son pities the slave family...... The slave family wants to ...... I want to go into the house and talk to my son. Fluttershy said as she pulled the collar of her blouse down.

"Lonely men and widows, dry wood and fire, isn't Fluttershy Girl afraid?" Yan Ning seemed to hesitate.

"Don't be afraid, I'm sure Childe is a good guy!" affirms Fluttershy.

"Well, the girl is right, I am indeed a good person, and, to tell the girl, I am actually still a cultivator, I have already looked down on the red dust, and my heart is like the water of the mirror lake, if Miss Fluttershy is really not afraid, it is better to take off all my clothes and skirts, I have a fire in this house to bake, so that when the girl leaves tonight, she will not be so embarrassed, and I can listen to the girl talk about her bleak and miserable life with peace of mind. Yan Ning nodded seriously.

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