"Tell me, how do you want to die." Fang Yan gritted his teeth and looked at the little boy with his head hanging in front of him.

Thinking of the strange gazes of the inspectors in the Shake Spirit, Fang Yan felt a little painful.

The Shake Spirit is the basic police agency of the Empire, and unlike the three-order cultivation of the Imperial Capital Defense Force, most of the members and inspectors of the Shake Spirit are first- and second-order.

As the name suggests, in a city above the size of the town, you can connect it as long as you shake it with a certain rhythm, which is a bit similar to a one-button dial.

Fang Yan really didn't expect this little man's vigilance to be so high, he just asked him if he wanted to participate in the Demon Shadow, and this guy actually dialed the shaking spirit directly, causing himself to enter the game.

Fortunately, after the dialect and the empire signed the contract, the military department adjusted the level of the dialect to a very high sequence in the resident files entered by the empire, and not long after shaking the spirit applied to query the dialect information, the military department received the news, and finally the district chief of the shaking spirit came forward to resolve the misunderstanding of the little man's dialect.

"I thought you were a liar." The little man looked at Fang Yan with some cringe, "You beat me, don't beat me, I still have to sell baked cakes." ”

"Forget it." Fang Yan waved his hand, although it is not a good thing to enter the game, it proves that Fang Yan is the identity of the director of the Shadow Shooting, and saves Fang Yan a lot of trouble in explaining.

Otherwise, with the alertness of this little man, it must have taken a lot of effort to convince him.

"Now you believe I'm the Shadow Photographer, right? Are you interested in filming my new Shadow? You're the main character. ”

After saying that, he thought about it and added, "It's really paid." ”

Hearing that there was a reward, the little man's eyes lit up a little, and his face showed a look of obvious interest, "Can I?" ”

"I said okay," Fang Yan waved his hand with a big grin, "By the way, I don't know what your name is." ”

"My name is Dia," replied the little man, "and what am I going to do?" ”

"Let's talk as we go."

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to the square and get your car," Fang Yan rolled his eyes, "You still owe me two pork cakes, how much is it worth a spirit stone." ”

The current location of the two of them is not very far from the square, and it only takes a quarter of an hour or so to walk.

On the way back to the square, Fang Yan learned that Dia's father used to be a mercenary, and he was seriously injured and paralyzed in bed during a mercenary mission, while his mother set up a stall in another square, and there was a younger brother and a younger sister at home.

Among the three siblings, Dia's younger brother has the best cultivation qualifications, and his family, who is not wealthy, can only afford the cultivation resources of one child.

Therefore, Dia, who is still a minor, can only come out to set up a stall to support her family.

Fang Yan shook his head, unfortunate families are everywhere, isn't he himself the same.

Although the dialect has not yet solved all of Dia's difficulties with a wave of the Virgin's hand, he can still do it with a little more pay for shooting the Shadow.

The magic shadow is gradually formalized, the actor's salary is indispensable, you can't watch investors and directors make a lot of money, and the rest of the crew is all giving away for free, right?

Even if these actors don't have the concept of salary now, this will be a hidden contradiction, and instead of the contradiction erupting at that time, it is better to take the initiative to solve it now.

Money is a vulgar thing, but no one can live without it, how many blood relatives have been brothers because of money, Fang Yan doesn't want to make these current friends and himself like strangers in the future because of this little salary.

Of course, like several vice presidents, as well as the children of big families like Wenren Yuwei, who have a solid family to shoot the Magic Shadow, most of them are motivated by interest, and for them, the salary is ranked after interest.

Along the way, Shang Yan and Dia agreed to meet at the Magic Association at this time next week, and exchanged Oto-kyu.

When Fang Yan and Dia were taken away by Shake Spirit, Dia placed the snack cart in the southwest corner of the square, this simple three-wheeled cart was safe to put there, and no one would covet such things.

When he walked to the east side of the square, Dia suddenly waved his hand excitedly to a person in the distance, "Uncle Mido! ”

The man who Dia called Uncle Mido saw that Dia was calling him and walked over quickly.

The cultivators' eyesight was very good, and Fang Yan could see this Uncle Mita's face clearly from a distance, and he felt that this Uncle Mido was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

When he walked in front of him and saw the set of bright sword military uniforms he was holding and the high hairline on his forehead, he remembered that this was the half-elf who sold military uniforms that he met that day.

"Dia, didn't you come out of the stall today?" The half-elf glanced at the dialect and asked Dia, he knew that Dia's family background was not good, and Dia should be out of the stall at this time on weekdays.

"It's been out a long time ago, but I just had something to do with this brother, and now that it's been dealt with, I'll come back and prepare to continue to go out of the stall." Dia pointed to the cart on the west side.

"Alas," the half-elf sighed helplessly, patted Dia's shoulder, and handed over a first-grade spirit stone, "Little man, I'll leave two baked cakes for me later, add meat." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards a pedestrian, he had already recognized the man next to Dia as the one who had rejected him a few days ago, so he didn't ask Fang Yan again if he wanted to buy a military uniform.

"Please stay," Fang Yan said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" The half-elf turned, "Do you want to buy a military uniform?" The quality of my military uniform is absolutely reliable, 100% according to the military uniform of Li Yunlong in the bright sword, you see that this material is both waterproof and wear-resistant, and it is ......"

"Stop, stop," Fang Yan hurriedly interrupted the half-elf's words, not interrupting him, who knows how long this one will be involved.

"Are you interested in participating in the Demon Shadow, the kind of "Bright Sword", 30 first-grade spirit stones a day."

Fang Yan said bluntly, he knew that for this kind of middle-aged person (half-elf) who had been sharpened in society for a long time, talking directly about the remuneration was the easiest way to solve the problem.

30 first-grade spirit stones a day, the middle-aged half-elf looked at Fang Yan and then at Dia with some hesitation, for him, 30 first-grade spirit stones a day is not a small amount, it is already many times his current income.

But can the person in front of you believe it? Will pie really fall from the sky?

"Uncle Mido, Brother Fang Yan is the photographer of the Magic Shadow "Bright Sword", what District Chief Sun said just now was shaking the spirit." Dia interjected a sentence next to her.

"Really?" Dia's words made the half-elf a little moved.

"It's like a fake." Fang Yan nodded, from the moment I saw your hairline, I knew that this role belonged to you!