Steelhammer is a gray and white Chinese pastoral female cat with tiger stripes on her head, and she has a small temper, but she definitely belongs to the type that kicks her nose and face.

It sat on Zhang Ji's desk, looking at Zhang Ji curiously, and what made it curious was not the stupid human in front of him, but the wisp of green smoke on his chest.

Zhang Ji lowered his head and saw a faint green smoke coming out of his chest, and then smelled a fragrance, and then the spicy eyes came down, and tears fell like rain.

Hurriedly took out the yarrow stems from his chest, and sure enough, this thing was doing tricks, Zhang Ji stared at a pair of red and swollen eyes, glared at the yarrow stems for three seconds, and had no choice but to put them down.

Today is destined to be a day of tossing, what is the matter with the spontaneous combustion of this yarrow stem? Spontaneous combustion and only eighteen burns, and the rest is no problem, which is also a hell of a problem.

"Could it be a coincidence?" Zhang Ji began to be suspicious, and his three views were no longer correct.

Scanning around the office, there is only one cat in the living creatures, and there is a beckoning cat in the dead thing linked to the ghosts.

Put the beckoning cat on the desk, carry the steel hammer next to the beckoning cat, and the little guy looked at Zhang Ji with innocent eyes.

Six pairs of eyes, one empty and two confused, Zhang Ji felt crazy.

"I believe in your wickedness." Packing up his things and driving away the steel hammer, Zhang Ji regrouped his mood and started working.

I still don't have a clue about script creation, I watched the sample film for a while with red and swollen eyes, but I didn't get anything, and it was already dark when I looked up, so I simply went out to eat.

Xiao Yin and Xiao Min in the outside office have already left, after all, they are part-time workers, and it is interesting enough to commute on time, Zhang Ji is not a harsh person.

After eating a bite of fried noodles casually, Zhang Ji came to Normal University for a jog, jogging is not the goal, looking at the long legs is the original intention.

The lights on the Xuhui Campus of Normal University were a little dim, and Zhang Ji, who almost fell two heels, decisively gave up and continued to install B and set sail home.

It is the graduation season, many students take out the things they don't need and don't want to take away, and there are many shops on the road, and the students are chattering very lively.

Zhang Ji went back and had nothing to do, just watched the excitement, walked over one by one, most of them were things he didn't need, some sticky notes, banknotes were sold very cheaply, one dollar and one bag, in order to save expenses, he simply bought two bags.

Just as he was getting up and about to leave, he saw an incense burner, which was very shabby and the size of a fist, which attracted Zhang Ji's attention very much.

"How much does this cost?" Zhang Ji asked.

"70, I bought it in the hands of a Northeast senior last year, saying that I had raised a great immortal, I bought it to study it, fake, useless, you or?" The students are still simple, and the asking price is not exaggerated.

As soon as Zhang Ji heard that he had raised Daxian, he immediately shook his head, he saw a lot of ghosts today, so it's better not to touch this thing.

I got up and was about to leave, but I suddenly smelled a fresh fragrance, and my eyes seemed to be smoked, which felt too familiar, and it was the chance to see a ghost.

"One hundred, I'm not looking for it." Zhang Ji threw down a hundred yuan, picked up the incense burner and left.

The student was stunned for a moment, and in a trance felt that he was not losing, but when he thought that he had found a lot of shopkeepers in the antique market to help open his eyes, this thing should not be worthless, and then he felt that Zhang Ji was a fool.

People are like this, they don't want to suffer, and they don't want others to take advantage of themselves, if they take advantage of others, they are happy, and they have to scold others for being stupid.

Zhang Ji returned to the office with the incense burner, in order to save living expenses, he simply arranged his home in the office, it is not easy to start a business, and it is even more difficult to start a business with debt.

The incense burner was placed on the table, and he played with it for a while, but he couldn't see why, so he simply put it on the floor, washed up, and lay down on the mattress to watch the computer.

His eyes hurt, so he simply changed to listening to books, turned off the lights, and listened quietly to the small stories, imagining which ones were beautiful and which were only suitable for reading and not suitable for shooting.

For those who are accustomed to loneliness, time is both long and short, and when he feels more comfortable with his eyes, he opens his eyes and sees a ball of light and two bright spots in the darkness.

Because I closed my eyes for too long, I accidentally opened my eyes and my vision was a little blurry, and I couldn't really see the light cluster and bright spots, but those two bright spots were thought to be the eyes of the steel hammer, but what is this light cluster?

Rubbing his eyes, he was startled when he saw it clearly, it was a transparent milky white gas-like object, a bit like a legendary ghost ghost.

He didn't scream, because it was useless, but he looked at the steel hammer for help, because it seemed like the steel hammer was next to the ghost, and he was not afraid.

"What is this?" He knew that asking Gang'er like this would make him look stupid, but what happened now had already broken the three views, and stupidity didn't matter anymore.

"Ghosts, or gods, but you can also call them immortals, each place is called differently, and scientifically it seems to be called a soul."

The voice was thin and soft, very good, but Zhang Ji didn't notice these at all, because these words were said by his steel hammer, and the fragile three-view dominoes generally collapsed.

"Can you speak?" It's nonsense, but he's still going to ask.

"I was able to speak, but you couldn't understand what I said, but now that you've opened your spiritual aura, you can hear me."

Gang'er's face looked a little disdainful, but Zhang Ji hadn't studied the cat's expression, so he couldn't be sure if it was a delusion or a real thing.

"How did I open the aperture?" Zhang Ji is not ashamed to ask, even if the person being asked is a cat.

"Those yarrow stems should be the means left by the supernatural person, and I feel that there is a shadow of the Yi family."

"You know that?" Zhang Ji asked.

"Of course, you think I'm just a cat?" The steel hammer holds its head high.

"And who are you?"

"I am a girl cat who is both beautiful and cute, wise and talented, righteous and moral."

"Isn't that still a cat?!"

"No, it's a girly cat who is both beautiful and cute, wise and talented, righteous and moral."

"That's a cat, too."

"No, it's a girly cat who is both beautiful and cute, wise and talented, righteous and moral."

"Well, well, it's a girl cat who is both beautiful and cute, wise and talented, righteous and moral."

Zhang Ji stretched out his hand and rubbed Gang'er's head dotingly, Zhang Ji, who was good at enlivening the atmosphere at the wine table, didn't know how Gang'er was soothing his mood, at this time, the previous tension was gone.

"So, what's going on with this guy who looks like a ghost and is still called a great immortal?" Zhang Ji asked.

"There are people in the Northeast who are good at dancing gods, also called incense fortune telling, and the circle is called out of Ma Xian, to the disgusting to say, it can be said that raising ghosts and elves, at best, Gongxian Baojia, understand differently, the meaning is probably this meaning."

Zhang Ji nodded, indicating that he understood, and looked curiously at the ghost floating on the incense burner, removing the fear in his heart, just looking at it, this ghost is like a big-headed doll without legs, with a round face and round eyes, very cute.

"His name is Gai Zhonggai, he is a remnant soul, the previous master was not good at learning, and he couldn't continue to raise half of it, and he was abandoned before he could take shape." The steel hammer licked its front paws, and then slapped the transparent remnant soul with the cat's paw that took up the saliva, or the lid in the cover.

"You have this name?" Zhang Ji was cold.

"Well, this guy is too short of nutrition, use his name to make up for him." Gang'er looked at the yarrow stalks on the table, and said, "Speaking of which, it has to thank you for these yarrow stalks, otherwise it wouldn't be able to form at all, including me, before it was confused, until I smelled the smoke of this yarrow stalk, I came to my senses and understood a lot." ”

"You knew all these things before?" Zhang Ji was puzzled.

"Well, I must have been sealed with my memory, or forced to reincarnate in desperation, or forcibly taken away by someone who plotted to give it up, no matter what, my background should be enough for you to make a movie, but obviously I don't know what happened before, so, for now, I'm still a steel hammer, until I know who I am."

Zhang Ji nodded, expressing his understanding, he naturally would not think that he had a cat, the cat was his own, and he could be so recognized from the legal theory of human beings, but obviously a cat with thinking could not be measured by human legal theory.

"He can't speak?" Zhang Ji stretched out his hand and slapped the middle cover of the lid and asked.

"Not yet, I'll have time to teach him again." Gang'er stretched out his hand to soothe the cover in the cover, which was slightly frightened because of being touched by Zhang Ji, and said.

Zhang Ji nodded, watching a kitten take care of a remnant soul, I always felt a weird feeling, but there was some harmony inexplicably.

Zhang Ji, who had completely collapsed his three views, began to ask the omnipotent Gangjier about the problems he encountered today, taking into account all kinds of confusions.

"The old man you met should be the contemporary heir of the Yi family's eight gates, but it seems that he is also leaving this world, so you will soon become the contemporary heir of the Yi family's eight gates."

"This identity is high enough, but there are many enemies of the Yi family, so it's better not to reveal your identity as a free-growing little seedling like you."

"If your identity is revealed?" Zhang Ji was curious.

"Death, there will be no other possibility." The steel hammer is very sure.

Zhang Ji shut up, he decided that he belonged to the Yi family, and he would rot in his stomach from now on.

"Duimen has always been a maverick in the eight doors of the Yi family, it is said that the incense is often broken, if it is not for the other seven doors to renew the incense for it, it will have disappeared in the long river of history long ago."

"And very few people can recognize the heirs of Dumen, because Duimun is single and eclectic, resulting in Duimon becoming one of the most mysterious sects."

When Gang Bao'er said this, he looked up at the yarrow stalk on the table, this way of inheriting the yarrow stalk and chance is really weird.

"There's only one thing I know about your methods: it's fickle. Looks like you're fitting that too. "The steel hammer said.

Zhang Ji smiled awkwardly, as a commercial director, if you can't convince the customer, why should the customer pay you to pretend to be B.

"What's more, your non-major event does not appear in the world, and the way of this world is also different, anyway, it's quite weird, I have heard these in memory, I have not been in contact with you, but there are several other doors in the Yi family, how many have been in contact, and most of them are righteous men and gentlemen."

Zhang Ji nodded, very curious about this unknown world.

"Your world, why haven't we ever touched it?" Zhang Ji asked.

"When you are a director, when you brag to a client, you say a few long shots and montages, and the client writes these things down, and he understands? He's a professional? Steelhammer asked.

Zhang Ji shook his head, there are N kinds of explanations from the director, and each director focuses on different factors such as his personality and behavioral habits in the real shooting, resulting in great differences in style, and it is naturally impossible for the client to know how to make a video through a few of his own.

"So, interlacing is like separating mountains, not to mention that we are a world that does not want to open to the outside world at all, and this group of people silently abide by this rule."

"Who made this rule?"

The director's curiosity, Gangjier couldn't help but sigh.

"The world above, that is, the world we will go to in the future, you can think of the earth as a school, where people learn about all aspects of knowledge, and then filter out their own path, of course, you like to call it the Tao of Mystery and Mystery of the Path, but there is not much difference."

"You study Confucianism for a lifetime, go to Confucianism in the next life, you support Legalism, go to Legalism in the next life, you like Taoism, go to Taoism in the next life, go to heaven for those who believe in Jesus, go to hell for those who believe in Satan, and hope that all living beings will go to the Pure Land equally, in short, the place where you will go in the next life will be determined in this life."

Zhang Ji's eyes widened, full of curiosity, if this was true, wouldn't he be in contact with the essence of this world?

"But who wants to go to hell? Wouldn't it be better to go to heaven? Go to the Pure Land, all beings are equal. Zhang Ji felt that this was the problem, no one would want to go to hell.

"You're an adult, can we communicate in an adult way? Can you believe that all beings are equal? Can you trust that everyone is carefree in heaven? Thinking is a source of pain, and if you want to be carefree, you have to get rid of it, are you willing? ”

Zhang Ji shuddered, forget it.

"What's the most important thing when deciding on a script?" Steelhammer asked.

"Uh...... Take back all the that you have boasted about before, so as not to have too much expectation from the customer, and find that you can't realize your fantasy after shooting, resulting in the inability to deliver the film. Zhang Ji said.

"But it's a one-way ticket for you to go to the next world, and you regret it's useless, so ...... Do you understand? ”

Zhang Ji always felt that he saw a cruel expression on Gang'er's face, but he didn't know if it was due to fear in his heart or if he really saw that expression.

We had a one-way ticket to the next world, without signing any contract with anyone, without any room for remorse, and at this moment, he was extremely glad that he had never firmly believed in any of the beautiful beliefs that people preached.