When night fell, the temple that had been renamed Lanruo Temple was full of people.

This night, no one reads, cultivates, or sleeps, and in the entire Lanruo Temple, almost all the people and ghosts are dispatched and concentrated at the gate of the Lanruo Temple.

In front of Lanruo Temple, under the dark blue night, Wang Zheng stood alone, looking at the broken but difficult to hide the tall stone tablet in front of him, and the three big characters that had been decayed to some faintness, he nodded with satisfaction.

Then, I saw Wang Zheng walking towards the stone stele, and used his hand to play with the yellow and dilapidated vines that were growing against the stele, and the look on Wang Zheng's face was even more satisfied.

At this moment, Wang Zheng lightly touched his feet, and the whole person seemed to melt into the wind, and fell lightly on the tall stone monument.

Wang Zheng, who was standing on the stone stele, stomped his feet under the gaze of everyone, and found that although the stone stele was corroded and dilapidated by magic, it was very solid when placed here, and it had a sense of years that had been through vicissitudes but was still strong.

Feeling the immobility under his feet, Wang Zheng suddenly turned his head and said with a smile:

"Grandma's vines summoned by the wooden spell, coupled with the corrosion of Senior Sister Ma's dark magic, directly met my expectations, not bad, not bad, not bad. ”

Three in a row are good, and Wang Zheng's satisfaction with this stele is directly expressed unabashedly.

And the initiators of everything, the tree demon grandmother and Ma Yi, did not have any arrogant look on their faces.

Indeed, for them, such a means is only a small one.

"Boss, I've checked all the props to ensure that there are no problems, you can rest assured!

At this time, Nangong Tiezhu's unusually unsociable voice suddenly sounded. The tone was full of anticipation and nervousness.

has been following Wang Zheng for a long time, so he naturally knows that the knowledge in movies is much better than that in TV dramas.

Therefore, although he hopes to start shooting as soon as possible, he is inevitably a little nervous in his heart, after all, a qualified photographer is too important in the process of shooting.

And although Nangong Tiezhu already has two brushes, he is still very nervous in the face of the movie.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he jumped down from the tall stone tablet and glanced at Nangong Tiezhu: "Shooting will start tonight, are you satisfied?"

Nangong Tiezhu rubbed his big hands excitedly, but at this time, Wang Zheng glanced at the audience and said:

"Miss Ping'er, Brother Li, please two of you change the actors' clothes first. ”

"Lights, props, photography, all in place, ready to shoot the first shot of A Chinese Ghost Story Act 1!"

"Lao Xu, you are indispensable for the help of a third-order powerhouse during the filming, so you can follow me. ”

"Tiezhu, greet the photography team, don't make anything wrong with me. ”

A series of orders were issued by Wang Zheng in an orderly manner, and with Wang Zheng's order, the huge crew also took action.

The actors change their clothes, the camera begins to find a camera position, the magician hides in the shadows and prepares to cast magic to set up the scene, and the idle members of the crew retreat.

For a while, there were only a few people left in front of the huge Lanruo Temple.

And after Wang Zheng saw the orderly actions of all the crew members, he directly pulled over a simple chair and sat down.

Then, Wang Zheng turned his head to look at Xu Kang and said, "Old Xu, you scholars should have the means to be able to image remotely, right?"

Hearing this, Xu Kang nodded with a curious look in his seriousness.

Seeing Xu Kang's statement, Wang Zheng pointed to the photographers who were looking for their own positions: "If I want to sit here and see what they recorded on the photo stone, can this be done?"

Xu Kang groaned slightly, and then nodded affirmatively. Seeing this, Wang Zheng snapped his fingers and said:

"That's troublesome for Lao Xu, I'm curious about the methods of your readers.

Speaking of which, by reading the books of the sages, the reader comprehends the world with the Tao of literature, and carries the spell with poetry and songs, which is like a combination of a magician and a cultivator. ”

When Xu Kang heard this, he laughed and shook his head: "Xiaoyou is still not our reader, and his understanding of readers is only superficial." ”

As he spoke, Xu Kang didn't explain much, but after a little silence, the surging Wenhua Qi burst out into streamers and scattered in all directions.

Half of the streamer accurately shot into the shadow stones that shot into his hand, and the other half turned into circles in all directions in front of Wang Zheng.

Looking at the apertures, Wang Zheng knew that once the Lingering Stone was activated, he would definitely be able to see what the Lingering Stone was shooting from the circle.

"This method is no worse than scientific and technological equipment. ”

Wang Zheng nodded with a smile, as for Xu Kang saying that he didn't understand the scholars, if he didn't understand, he wouldn't understand, anyway, he had never thought of being a monk of Wendao.

Seeing that under the means of a third-order powerhouse, he was surrounded by apertures in the middle, Wang Zheng seemed to feel that only today he was like a real director.

He doesn't need to stare at every detail on the set all the time as before, but now he only needs to pay attention to the content in the aperture, and he can easily judge the flaws and deficiencies in the shooting process.

Seeing that the cameras were already in place, Wang Zheng looked at the sky with sparse moonstars and said to Ma Yi beside him:

"Senior Sister Ma, the wind, cold fog and dark aura are fighting. ”

Hearing this, Ma Yi nodded, and then took out a transparent magic wand with rich magic fluctuations in everyone's side eyes.

The staff pointed towards the void, and Ma Yi began to chant magical spells with obscure syllables. The staff was nothing else, it was Wang Zheng from Xiang Tianhan......

And this staff is not simple, the body is made of elemental crystals with excellent magic conductivity, and the top of the staff is inlaid with several excellent magic crystals in a mysterious magic array combination.

On the huge white ** crystal in the middle, there is a surge of electric light. can be regarded as a treasure by Xiang Tianhan, who is at the peak of the second order, obviously the quality of this magic wand is incredible.

With her chanting, the wind rose, the fog came, and there was a dark aura mixed with the wind and the fog.

In the loud noise, the wind blew the yellow leaves all over the ground, which were spawned by the tree demon grandmother with a wood-based spell. Otherwise, Lanruo Temple would not have so many fallen leaves at all.

A thin white mist mixed with a dark aura soon filled the air.

Under the magic of Ma Yi's hand, the entire Lanruo Temple instantly became extremely gloomy.

Looking at the front of Lanruo Temple, where the atmosphere changed dramatically in an instant, Wang Zheng looked at the sky again: "The moon and stars are scarce, but the sky is too bright, Lao Xu, do me a favor!"

Listening to Wang Zheng's unseen relaxed tone, Xu Kang glared at Wang Zheng fiercely, but still according to Wang Zheng's instructions, he flicked his sleeves, and the aura of Wenhua turned into golden small characters and covered the sky.

Suddenly, the whole sky was much darker.

Of course, this gloom is only confined to the vicinity of Lanruo Temple. Xu Kang has not yet had the ability to truly change the heavens.

Syllable!

Looking at the gloomy sky, Wang Zheng clapped his hands together with satisfaction. Looking at the camera position that was already in place, Wang Zheng took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "A Chinese Ghost Story, turn on!"

As Wang Zheng's voice fell, illusions were generated in several apertures in front of Wang Zheng at the same time.