Wu Guang has read countless people in his life, and he can see that there is nothing lewd in the pure eyes of Yanyang... The evil thought couldn't help but let go of his heart, and then he pulled his daughter and suddenly knelt down towards the hot sun.

"Childe's great kindness, I Wu Guang can't repay it, if there is an afterlife, I will be treated as a cow and a horse to repay the kindness of my son." Wu Guang burst into tears, and at this moment he knew that people were really here to help him tide over the difficulties, but the funny thing was that he kept doubting before, which was really ashamed.

Seeing Wu Guang pulling his daughter to kowtow to himself constantly, Yan Yang didn't understand how important it was to suddenly grasp the straw in a desperate situation, sighed, Yan Yang waved his hand, and the two only felt a soft force suddenly gushing out between their knees, and then they were directly forcibly pushed up, Wu Guang was shocked, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so young that he was really a powerful cultivator.

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped crying, Yan Yang shook his head: "Now that I have decided to cooperate, there are some things that need to be discussed, there are still shops outside, that, Xiaoyi, let's go out first." ”

Wu Guang is now really sure that he is not dreaming, there is really a pie in the sky, and it is a big unimaginable pie.

"Xiaoyi, you go out first, I, I have to talk about things with Yan Gongzi." Wu Guang's face was full of excitement, so he pushed Xiaoyi out,

When Xiaoyi was leaving, she bit her lip and glanced at Yan Yang, Yan Yang's eyes just turned around, her face turned red, and she hurried out without turning her head.

Sweat......

Yan Yang involuntarily touched his nose: "Shopkeeper Wu, please sit down, before this movie is released, there are still some things to prepare, first of all, a large number of image stones are needed for the trailer, and the space stored in it is very small." ”

Yan Yang nodded to the corpse kui, and the corpse kui hurriedly took out another image stone from his arms and inserted it into the shadow slot, and a shortened trailer of "A Chinese Ghost Story" played quickly.

Sometimes fast-paced, exciting, sometimes sensational, slow, and heavy-hearted, the director, screenwriter, actors, music, and other subtitles continue to emerge, for the full version of "A Chinese Ghost Story", this trailer of just a few minutes makes him fascinated and curious.

As soon as the trailer ended, the corpse leader ran behind the curtain again in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being robbed by others.

"No problem." Yan Yang asked.

"No, no problem, don't worry, give me three days, I will definitely let the trailer be played on the streets and alleys of Linxian City, give me a month, and everyone in the top ten ancient cities within a radius knows "A Chinese Ghost Story". Wu Guang's face was flushed, and he patted his chest confidently and assured.

"I believe you have the ability, won't the Roselle auction be held in two months, and then you may have to use their appeal, our release date will be set on that day, and I will revise the date of the trailer, which is also convenient for you to copy." As soon as Yanyang's words were finished, Wu Guang bowed down to Yanyang with tears streaming down his face.

He believed in the huge influence brought by the release of this film, but Childe set the date on the same day as the Roselle Auction, so he publicly argued with the other party, Childe is angry with himself, how can he make Childe pay such a big price, you know, there is a powerful city lord behind the Roselle Auction.

In fact, he thought too much, Yan Yang just wanted to borrow the power of the Luo Shen Society, as for the big man behind him, he might be afraid, but he was not afraid, in his memory, since he was a child, he knew that his father had been sending people to silently guard him, and the four heaven-level void gods and demons of the Charm and Spirit, any one of them could instantly kill the power of the human race, although he had never seen it, but it did not prevent him from feeling it.

"Get up, if you kneel often, you will have no backbone, and once you don't have it, you will be ruined." Wu Guang was strongly mentioned by Yan Yang again, and his mouth kept muttering words of gratitude, which made Yan Yang very suspicious, whether he would be made into a psychopathy by himself!

Yanyang actually has a preparation, that is, to make leaflets, there is no color printing in this world, but there is a kind of spirit painter who makes a living from this profession, you know, in the human race, there are a large number of spirit painters, their main task is to draw all kinds of elixir beasts, for disciples to learn and recognize, because it is drawn with a special and innate spiritual power, the similarity is 100%.

You think, if the painting effect is only a few strokes, if the disciples who go out to experience the experience encounter a good medicine, but classify it as an ordinary medicinal material, wouldn't it be a big loss, the world is huge, the similarity of medicinal materials is hundreds or thousands, and the slightest mistake is thousands of miles, but you don't dare to have the slightest sloppiness, especially after thousands of years of continuous development, it has almost returned to the original body, and even many spirit painters can draw eight or nine without leaving ten just by looking at it.

Hearing Yanyang's words, although Wu Guang didn't know what this flyer was, he still knew about it.

"Childe, I'm a spirit painter." Wu Guang was a little embarrassed to say, the competitive pressure of the spirit painter is too great, so he devoted himself to business twenty years ago, and gradually opened his own auction place, although he was doing business, but this hand of chemical industry did not fall, and he painted when he was free, not only that, but his daughter Xiaoyi was also a natural spirit painter, compared to his decades of painting, it was not much better.

Yan Yang was stunned for a moment, and soon became overjoyed: "Come on, you first draw the four people who saw Xiao Qianning Caichen and the others you saw just now and I'll take a look." ”

"Then, that's ugly." Wu Guang quickly ran out, and after a while came in again, and took a few pieces of high-quality rice paper, which were accumulated in the warehouse and not sold, there were hundreds of thousands of them, and he often practiced pen also used them, and the business could not be done, and he was ready to burn it down, so as not to fall into the hands of others.

As time went by, Nie Xiaoqian's appearance soon came out, and it was simply a computer printout, which made Yan Yang amazed.

With the appearance of the four protagonists, Yanyang's word 'good' made Wu Guang's face flush.

"Give me a piece of paper." Yan Yang picked up the paper, and after groaning, he slowly unloaded and wrote the four words "A Chinese Ghost Story" in another form on the paper, which imitated the font of the movie version of "Three Lives, Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms", which was elegant but full of a poetic and full of Chinese style, which made people think of a poignant story at first glance.

Such a unique font made Wu Guang's eyes suddenly brighten, he had never seen the word can be written like this, for thousands of years, no matter what kind of words it is, it is a stroke by stroke, written in a regular manner, but such a word, obviously not according to common sense, but it is very impactful of people's senses, Wu Guang is more and more unable to figure out the mysterious son in front of him.

After writing, Yan Yang looked at the four characters and was very satisfied, just one name could already arouse everyone's curiosity.