The mysterious pavilion master was wearing a blue-purple dress, although it was only a back, but his sitting posture was extremely lazy, one hand was on the armrest of a luxurious chair, and his thumb was covered with a dragon-patterned white jade wrench, full of luxury.

Jiang Louyue suddenly found that the hair of this mysterious pavilion master was very long, and when he was sitting, he was almost hanging to the ground, and if he stood up, he could at least reach his knees.

Wait a minute!

In the Jade Lake Heart Pavilion of the Cang Academy last night, the man I saw who was like a fairy in the city was also wearing a blue-purple dress, and his hair was knee-length?

Oh, Jiang Louyue, what are you thinking about!

The immortal-like figure in the Killing Cang Academy is very gentle, like an immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world, but the one in front of her, with that killing aura alone, she almost didn't dare to raise her head.

The temperament gap is too big!

What's wrong with wearing blue and purple clothes, what's wrong with hair growing the same, in this world, there are so many coincidences, it's not bad for the one in front of you.

"Lou Gongzi, you're here."

A very deep voice came from the terrifying man in front of him.

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

Jiang Louyue lowered her head, a layer of clammy and cold sweat appeared in her palms, and she was a little nervous.

Not alone.

The voices of the mysterious pavilion master and the immortal master were completely different.

It's not just the gap between gentleness and strength, it's the essential gap from the voice.

"These thirty sets of "Guardian" are selling very well."

The voice of the mysterious pavilion master was still full of a terrifying sense of oppression, and it could be heard that he was very satisfied with Jiang Louyue.

"Thank you, Lord Pavilion, for your support."

Jiang Louyue didn't dare to take credit, in front of this terrible man, she lost first in momentum, and she was a lot shorter.

"Hmm."

The Mysterious Pavilion Master stretched out a big hand with white sleeves and stretched it out to the side, saying, "Amethyst Card." “

Jiang Louyue immediately came to her senses, knowing that this big man was going to transfer money to her personally, she hurriedly took out the amethyst card from the space ring, lowered her head and stepped forward, and offered it with both hands.

She didn't dare to look up.

Even if he had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to peek at the face of this big man.

If her guess is correct, this mysterious pavilion master is at least a heavyweight royal relative in the palace, and he has the power of life and death.

When she lowered her head, out of the corner of her eye, she could only see the big hand with white sleeves flipping and pulling the amethyst card from her hand.

After five breaths, Jiang Louyue felt that the amethyst card was back in her hand.

"A total of fifteen million taels of golden tickets."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Jiang Louyue's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, she put away the amethyst card and hurriedly stepped back.

She felt that she had never been so cowardly in her life.

"Lou Gongzi, apart from "Guardian", do you plan to do other phantom plays?"

The Mysterious Pavilion Master asked lightly.

Jiang Louyue paused and replied truthfully: "I have thought about it, but there is no good script." “

The script of "Guardian" was originally written by Nangong Beiche, but now Nangong Beiche is already Wu Wenhou's son-in-law, in order to avoid suspicion and cause unnecessary trouble, she has no intention of going to Nangong Beiche to write a new script.

"This pavilion master has a good script here."

As he spoke, a black book suddenly appeared in the palm of the mysterious pavilion master's hand, and with a slight movement of his wrist, with a slight push, the book automatically fell into Jiang Louyue's arms.

Jiang Louyue was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that the pavilion master would provide a script for her to make a phantom play.

She lowered her head and found that the black book was handwritten, but the binding was very delicate, and on the cover of the writing, there were two words with strong and uninhibited pen power--woe country.

She flipped through the book and glanced at it slightly.

The story is about a prince who deliberately ascended to the throne, how he wrecked his brothers and heirs, and how he treated his people......

The more she looked at it, the paler Jiang Louyue's face became.

This...... Isn't this written by Emperor Que?!

Although it is already a very dramatic adaptation, and even interspersed with heart-wrenching love stories, the main line of the story is still based on Emperor Que.

Slaughtering people, mutilating brothers, stepping on the corpses of everyone, and walking to the pinnacle of power.

"Pavilion Master!"

When Jiang Louyue turned to the last page, her face was already as white as a dead person, her knees were weak, and she knelt down like this, "I can't do this playbook." “

Reflecting today's saints, this is to be killed!

Although there are basically few people who know about Emperor Que's past in the world, the mysterious pavilion master in front of him is obviously one of them.

"Can't do it?"

A hint of coldness crossed the voice of the mysterious pavilion master.

"Yes-" A layer of white sweat appeared on Jiang Louyue's back, and even her underwear was almost soaked, "In the next ...... Can't do it. “

"What can't you do?" The Mysterious Pavilion Lord raised his voice slightly and asked.

Cold sweat fell down her forehead, Jiang Louyue bit her lip tightly, and said, "Because ...... Because this script is too long, if you do it, you will never be able to take it without hundreds of phantom talismans, and it will probably take a month to make a set alone. “

She tried to find some plausible-sounding excuses to prevaricate.

"It's too long—" The Mysterious Pavilion Master fell into deep thought, and the hand with the white jade wrench finger was placed on the arm of the luxurious chair, and he tapped lightly for a while, and then he muttered for a long time, and then said, "Then let's do it separately." “

"Points...... Apart? Jiang Louyue didn't understand.

"Well, separate." The mysterious pavilion master nodded and said, "You take back the script of "Woe to the Country" and divide it into seven or eight ** and interconnected small stories, one at a time, and launch it in seven or eight times in the form of story serialization. “

Jiang Louyue instantly understood.

This Pavilion Master knows a lot about marketing.

Isn't this similar to the upper, middle and lower parts of the serialized small dramas in the market?

"Okay, that's it, you can step down."

The mysterious pavilion master didn't give Jiang Louyue a chance to refuse at all, stretched out his hand, waved it lightly, and began to give the order to expel the guests.

Jiang Louyue was in trouble.

How could this pavilion master be like this, and throw this thing that might cause killing to himself at will? Not even a room for rebuttal?

"Pavilion Master, can you ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the door creaked, and Xing Lao walked in with a smile on his face, bent down slightly, stretched out a hand, and said, "Lou Gongzi, please." The old man will send you downstairs. “

Jiang Louyue sighed.

She knew there was no turning back