"Today's spirit flies to the crane—"

The dark hall was silent, except for the light and shadow on the big screen flickering on and off with the accompaniment of the movie, shining on the faces of everyone in the room.

After Han Yu played Li Su sat up from the coffin, his pale face was full of indifferent coldness, and after taking the saber of the guards on the side, he did not hesitate to push open the wooden door and step out of the narrow grave where the coffin was located.

"If the soul returns—"

Outside, the night was thick and the rain was pouring down, and the sound of the rain seemed to echo the sonorous drum beat in the accompaniment.

Countless guards hung their heads and held their swords, standing solemnly in the forest on this rainy night, like tombstones guarding this lonely grave.

Li Shu took the lead, wearing only a thin gray and white shroud, holding a knife in his hand, walking in the cold rain.

He was followed by a large group of silent guards.

In the air of the rainy night, the killing intent of Sen Ran was gradually condensed.

"Enjoy a full plate of delicacies and drink a glass of wine!"

The rough singing voice of the accompaniment became more and more high-pitched, with a clear tone and rhythm in the hoarse and turbid, and Li Junyi, who was sitting in the first row, raised his eyebrows lightly in the dim light, he couldn't help but turn his head, and quietly glanced at the reactions of all the invited guests behind him.

This is the ancient Korean pansori rap, which originated from witch songs and is a traditional performing art, and Lee Jun-ik believes that at the beginning of the film, the plot of preparing for the murder of his father for his son Li Su is the most suitable choice.

And that's exactly what it turns out.

As soon as it entered the ear, the ancient rhyme rap was extremely refreshing, so that almost all the audience present subconsciously straightened their backs.

In the pouring rain, with only the noisy sound of rain in his ears, Li Chou, played by Han Yu, led the guards to walk silently in the palace under the night with swords.

In just a few seconds, the fast-paced but just right picture has fully mobilized the emotions of the audience.

Let their mood begin to immerse themselves in the solemn atmosphere created at the beginning of the movie.

"Leave a blessed life before you are alive, and leave it to future generations!"

Han Woo, who was sitting with Han Qinse's family, did not pay attention to the expressions of other audience members like Lee Jun-yi, he just sat in his seat and stared intently at the big screen in front of him like other people who had not seen the finished movie.

Unlike Lee Jun-ik's purpose as a director, who pays more attention to the effect of the movie, Han Woo is an actor, and he cares more about his performance in the movie than the movie as a whole, which is an acceptance of his own achievements.

He will witness with all the spectators who are present at this time.

"The chanting master recites the scriptures and sends them to the deceased, the wicked abandon their evil thoughts, and the good people pass on their good hearts!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

On a rainy night, a group of people stepped over puddles of stagnant water on the ground, and the splashes of water made it impossible to tell whether it was rain or muddy water on the ground.

"Mother! Mother!"

A hoarse and anxious female voice came, and as soon as the picture turned, the Hong family of Huiqing Palace, played by Wen Jinying, braved the rain and carried the corner of her skirt and ran to the palace of Li Su's biological mother, Ying Concubine Li, and said with a pale and frightened face: "The son of the world, he ...... Carrying a knife and heading towards Kyunghee Palace!Mother!"

The concubine Li played by Jun Hye-jin was stunned when she heard this, and then the whole person collapsed on the ground in a distraction.

"Oh my God......"

Wen Jinying rushed up to support Quan Huizhen, gritted her teeth, and even a hoarse voice appeared in her excitement: "The Lord may encounter an accident in the palace, if you don't stop it, the son and grandson will die!"

After saying this, Wen Jinying saw that Quan Huizhen was still stunned, so she couldn't help but shake her vigorously.

"Mother's ——!"

The next moment, the picture turned again.

Han Yu, who had already walked to the front of Qingxi Palace, was under the arch of the guards, and pulled out his saber as he walked, and the shining blade glowed with cold light in the night.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!

However, just after the originally expressionless Si Mourning Shizi walked up the steps quickly with a knife, the scene he saw sideways made his footsteps slow down.

The doors and windows on the side of Qingxi Palace were closed, but the inner room was lit by candlelight.

Two seated figures were reflected in the dim candlelight, one young and the other old.

"Nam no Amitabha! Nam no Amitabha ......"

The constant chanting became more and more rapid in the accompaniment of gongs and drums.

Li Yu, played by Han Yu, stood in the rain in a daze, looking sideways at the old and young reading in the candlelight.

The rain ran down the crown of hair on his forehead, ran through his scarlet eyes, and struck the knife in his hand at once.

The sharp blade was still glistening with cold light, soaked in rain, and the original determination to move forward was crumbling silently in the air.

"Dangchang!"

In the "Nam Mu Amitabha", which was almost on the verge of soaring at the end, the sword fell on the rain-soaked ground.

This rebellion, which should have been successful, the human tragedy of the son killing his father that should have appeared in the history books, finally ended in the decision of the parties themselves.

When the picture turned back to the last moment on Han Yu's face, from his depressed face that seemed to be loose for a moment, people seemed to see a kind of sadness about the future, a kind of understanding and ridicule of what fate he was about to usher in, and ...... A sense of relief.

After seeing this scene, everyone sitting in the audience suddenly felt a sense of relief in their hearts, and felt that the strings in their minds that were taut by the movie at the beginning were slowly relaxing.

Then, many of them couldn't help but show a trace of emotion and amazement, looking at the middle of the screen, the name of the movie "Mourning" appeared in a blood-red background.

From the gaze of Li Su, played by Han Yu just now, looking at Yingzu's figure, they really felt the complex emotions for their father that belonged to the mourning of the son in the film.

He loved him, he feared him, and he hated him.

But even if the hatred and depression accumulated in his heart for many years finally turned into a determination to kill his father, Li Su still put down the knife in his hand after seeing Yingzu's caring attitude towards his grandson as if he had treated him back then.

In other words, the scene he saw crushed the courage that he had finally mustered up in his heart.

Although he knew what fate he would face after giving up the rebellion, he still failed to raise the butcher's knife in front of his son and swung it at his father.

At the moment when he put down the knife, his identity was not that of a son who had been oppressed by the Lord for many years, but that he was purely considering the problem from the perspective of being a father and a son.

The opening plot of less than a few minutes was instantly sublimated by Han Yu's performance in the last few seconds, which can be regarded as a bright start for everyone.

Some of the invited media reporters present also put away their initial contempt for Han Yu's involvement in the big screen with slightly surprised expressions, and they were the same as everyone present, and they were all looking forward to the next plot of the movie.

Han Yu, a young actor who starred in a movie for the first time, and Song Kang-ho, who is a national actor, what kind of sparks collided between the two of them?

Is Han Woo being covered in the limelight, or is it ...... Two people are evenly matched?

At the moment, no one can say well.