The creation point of the second act is in a state of extinction, and Zhang Huen suddenly feels that he is old, how can his ability to reverse the plot become so poor, and he can no longer adapt to the requirements of the new situation? In fact, what he didn't know was that the stall in the second act was too big by the Great Xia Horror Collection Company, and all the plot changes that could be expected had been pre-designed by them.

Zhang Huen, who had been depressed for a day, got up from the bed, looked at the two sisters on the bed, and scratched the black hair on his head in distress, perhaps, it was time to find his own reason.

(It seems extraordinary: Alliance leader, I always feel that someone has put me in a pit, and in the second act, I have worked hard to do so many things, but I feel very aggrieved, as if there is a hidden force that is always leading me away.) ）

(Living on the eighteenth floor of the basement: Normal, your subconscious has been calculated by those people, they know that you will definitely be a-stirring stick, so they have prepared several plans for you, no matter how you toss, you can't exceed their control.) ）

(Seemingly extraordinary: see if I need to talk to the other person.) ）

(I live on the eighteenth floor of the basement: This is the next policy, but I guess there is no way to do it.) After all, you are such a person, and the subconscious mind cannot be artificially changed, and the chance of wanting to surprise them is not very large. ）

Zhang Huen's hand on the keyboard froze, yes, aren't they imagining some possible plots according to their subconscious, so why don't they do the opposite.

Just do it when you think of it, Zhang Huen logged into the script room of "Great Xia Horror Collection", pinched the script and looked at it quietly. The Great Xia Horror Collection Company slammed the door so much that it didn't even bother to write the script in detail, and it was written in vain anyway, the plot deflection is so big, does the script have any meaning?

The third act opens, and Zhang Huen sits in the quiet room. The door was opened again, Fan Mengqi walked in with a food box, she has now become a frequent visitor to the Holy Mountain Temple, and regularly comes to Zhang Huen to report here, Zhang Huen raised his head and said with a slight smile:

"You're here. Well, today's complexion seems to be a little better than yesterday. ”

Fan Mengqi opened the food box, took out the dishes from it and put them on the table, and was about to start, when the door was opened again, Shu Zhong stood at the door with a video camera, and shouted with his mouth wide open:

"There is a good food and spicy drink, Master, how can you miss my share?"

Fan Mengqi frowned. This guy always shows up on time at dinner, it's just a dead face, since he was lucky to survive from the clutches of the devil, this college student has been completely enlightened, resolutely gave up his studies and ran to the Holy Mountain Temple to place an order, begging Master Xiuguang to accept him, Master Xiuguang didn't allow it, this guy just stayed in the temple and didn't leave. But this kid's family is really rich, and the living expenses of 10,000 yuan a month are enough for him to squander outside.

Shu Zhong can't rely on Master Xiuguang. came to rely on Zhang Huen, Zhang Huen was annoyed by him, so he agreed to his request to stay and practice with him, but he said that the tuition fee was three thousand and one month, and this kid would accept it without beating him. All day long, the master shouted before and after the master, and the whole living treasure.

Master Xiuguang came to Zhang Huen's quiet room after dinner, Zhang Huen, Fan Mengqi, and Shu Zhong sat on the side and looked at him, and the old monk said:

"The last thing happened was that the poor monk didn't think it through. But this time it has to be for you to leave. ”

After speaking, the old monk handed over a letter, with three big characters written on it, Zhang Huen didn't read the letter, he already knew what was going on, the branch of Maoshan challenged the Shengshan Temple, and made an appointment to kick the hall tomorrow, Xiuguang was unwilling to pull Zhang Huen and them in.

"This is a letter from a poor monk to a friend, if you can, Zhang Huen, you will take them to Yuanshan Temple to avoid the limelight first."

(Shelter from the limelight, I think it's a muzzle hit, right?) ）

Zhang Huen turned the envelope, nodded and said:

"Thank you, Master."

If you don't go, those on-site directors don't know what strange things to do to toss him, I didn't expect him to agree so happily but it was beyond the expectations of the director team, looking at the creation points that emerged above the heads of the old monk, Fan Mengqi, and Shu Chong, Zhang Huen felt funny, it turns out that this third act can collect creation points as long as it is decent?

He smiled and touched the heads of Shu Zhong and Fan Mengqi, and collected the creation points, he didn't dare to touch the old monk's bald head, the monk's head couldn't be touched, Fan Mengqi glared at him with disgust.

"People are not children anymore, next time you touch my head, be careful that I turn my face!"

Early the next morning, the three packed up and withdrew from the Shengshan Temple, Zhang Huen took the two to take a long-distance bus according to the address, the Yuanshan Temple is on the Fangshan Mountain on the outskirts of L City, it is said that it was also very lively in the early years, but in recent years, the incense has not worked, and it has gradually disappeared from the list of hot tourist attractions in Y Province.

They got on the long-distance bus, except for the occasional coughing sound in the car, everything seemed very quiet, Zhang Huen closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he was secretly thinking about how to behave normally, so that the director team racked their brains to come up with all the means to deal with him failed.

The long-distance bus was driving on the highway, everything seemed so smooth and quiet, only the two student couples sitting behind Zhang Huen kept whispering, and it could be heard from their conversation that they were also going to Fangshan Yuanshan Temple to play?

(What's wrong?) ）

Zhang Huen pretended to cough twice, unbuckled his seat belt and got up to take off the bag on the luggage rack, pretending to open the travel bag inadvertently, the Buddha character satchel inside fell off accidentally, and the Buddhist scriptures and magic instruments inside fell to the ground with a bang, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding passengers, and the old man sitting opposite immediately stood up and bent down to help him pick up things, a couple in the front row also poked their heads out, and the man sitting on the edge of the aisle also stood up to help him pick up the magic weapon.

"Hey, hey, it's still on the highway, why are you going to sit back and put on your seatbelts!"

The driver glanced back, and immediately issued a warning, a car of people all looked at the Buddhist household items scattered all over the ground, at least half of the people showed excitement in their eyes, sure enough, when Zhang Huen thanked the helper and packed up his satchel, took out a string of Buddhist beads by the way, sat back in his seat and began to whisper the "Lengyan Sutra".

The old man on the opposite side immediately leaned over and took the initiative to say hello.

"This 。。。。。。 This little brother, are you a Buddhist monk? ”

Zhang Huen folded his hands and pronounced a Buddha name, deliberately lowered his voice and said:

"Below is Zhang Huen, a lay disciple of the abbot of the Holy Mountain Temple."

The old man's eyes lit up at once, and he said:

"It turned out to be Master Zhang. Forgive the old man for his clumsiness, and he didn't know it in person. ”

"Where, where, the master is polite."

As soon as Master Zhang's name came out, the passengers in front and back were in a commotion, and the man in the front row turned his head and asked:

"Master, what are you doing at Yuanshan Temple?"

Zhang Huen said in his heart, let's see. Let's show it, sure enough, more than half of the people in this car are going to Yuanshan Temple, and Fan Mengqi, who is sitting inside, is staring at him with sparkling eyes, seeing what he wants to make up. Zhang Huen coughed and said:

"I went to Yuanshan Temple to receive the abbot's commission to have some Buddhist exchanges with Master Fayuan."

"Oh oh, that's really great, my wife and I also went to Yuanshan Temple to play, can you introduce us to Master Fayuan?"

"Well said. If there is a fate, I will help my brother to introduce him. ”

"Thank you so much, Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy a ticket!"

(What's the situation?) ）

Zhang Huen suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked:

"What, have there been any novel incidents in Yuanshan Temple recently?"

"Master, don't you know?"

The old man hurriedly came over and said:

"Look at the news."

When the old man handed over to the plane, there was a big headline about the Buddha's treasure coming to Yuanshan Temple, which said that Yuanshan Temple invited the Buddha's Lotus Seat from Dongying, which was thousands of miles away, and respectfully invited good believers from all over the world to come to pay respects.

Zhang Huen looked at the black lotus throne shown above, and always felt that this thing was some kind of Buddha treasure, it looked like a monster. But it's not easy to break it in front of everyone. I just said yes, and I talked to a few good people. He shirked and said that he would do morning classes and close his eyes and recite scriptures.

"What are you pretending?"

Fan Mengqi asked quietly, Zhang Huen squeezed his eyes at her, and said in an inaudible voice:

"There's something wrong with this car."

Then a model Mengqi's head took away the creation point that she popped out. provoked Fan Mengqi to be angry for a while, and pinched his waist with his hand.

(Professional Tiger Fighting: Why does Zhang Huen like to touch the head of the Dream God so much.) Could it be that he is a head fetish again? ）

(Adolf's film is terrible: funny, I think it's a Buddhist ritual, didn't you watch the first act?) ）

(Get out of here, get out of the way: I also think he has a fetish, and not only for women, but also for men!) If you don't believe me, watch the first act. ）

Zhang Huen was speechless for a while. Sitting quietly on the seat began to gather spirit, the long-distance bus has been driving along the highway for more than three hours, and when it came to the exit of Nanba Town, the driver shouted to eat lunch and then left, and did not enter the rest area, directly drove the car off the highway, and came to a waist flower restaurant outside the toll station in Nanba Town.

The driver pulled out the car keys and shouted:

"It's only half an hour, everyone hurry up and eat."

The three of them got out of the car, Shu Zhong pinched the camera, stood at the door to video everyone, and saw that some people didn't plan to come down, so they asked strangely:

"Why are you pulling here to eat, isn't there a rest area in front? The stuff there is much cleaner than the one outside. ”

"As long as you have a lot of business, don't other drivers earn some extra money?"

"Oh, black box operation, understand."

"Master, how about we have a meal together?"

The little old man's name is Sun Zecheng, he is a believer, the two men are called Li Shanzhou, and the female is called Chen Nianxue, they are real tourists, and they are all looking forward to being able to let Zhang Huen take them into the Yuanshan Temple, so they are very attentive, and they have the meaning of inviting guests to eat in it.

Zhang Huen glanced at Fan Mengqi, and the other party glanced at him, meaning to reject them, but in order to collect creation points, how could Zhang Huen follow the will of the director team, and immediately agreed, and then touched Fan Mengqi's head, and was unceremoniously pinched by Fan Mengqi's waist and eyes, Zhang Huen laughed twice, this Fan Mengqi is a baby, and the creation point is a lot of money coming out. (To be continued.) )