The night was getting deeper, and the stars and moon were gone.

The cold wind swept through the dilapidated window edge into the meditation room, blowing the bonfire in the room and swaying around.

The sparks, which were rolling all over the ground, suddenly jumped onto the single clothes that Yang Shou put aside, and the clothes that were still wet were instantly ignited under the force majeure of the plot.

Yang Shou immediately hurriedly stepped forward to put out the fire.

Although the fire was extinguished immediately, looking at the clothes full of black scorched marks, Yang Shou's face showed a bitter expression.

At this moment, the melodious sound of the piano came from outside the temple.

The pure and distant sound of the piano can't help but make people yearn for it.

"There's definitely something about this sound." Yang Shou felt the touch of mana in his body, and knew that this was Nie Xiaoqian's secret trick to confuse the heart.

It's just that with the movement of mana, the trick hidden in the sound of the piano can be broken.

It can be seen that the means are not clever.

"Something, but not much." Yang Shou regretted the evaluation.

Illusions are treasure troves.

Being in the treasure house, Yang Shou certainly hopes that the more good things contained in it, the better.

In the general illusion, in addition to the aura at the final settlement, spirit stones, and spirit material rewards, the exercises and treasures collected in the illusion can also be regarded as one of the parts of the harvest.

Yang Shou knew that he would definitely face the first crisis test after coming to Lanruo Temple.

But he had to go.

As the 'protagonist', as long as he acts according to the main plot, then he can always turn evil into good.

On the contrary, if you violate the plot setting, act without permission.

Even if it doesn't cause the illusion to collapse immediately, there will be other unpredictable dangers, and the protagonist's aura may not be effective at that point.

According to An Feng, Yang Shou is lucky.

The first illusion he entered was a rare one-man book.

Push the main line by yourself, and you don't have to worry about being dragged down by your pig teammates.

In many 'multiplayer' fantasy worlds, because of the selfishness of some supporting characters, often the main plot has not yet ended, and they can't wait to change the direction of the main plot, causing the entire fantasy world to collapse.

Everyone's plot protection aura was shattered together.

That's really dangerous.

An Feng was 'lucky' to experience it once, it was really called a life of nine deaths, if it weren't for the magic function of the spiritual heart ring, she might not have been able to come out.

Since then, she has been a lot more picky about the choice of crew.

As long as there are unreliable collaborators in the crew, no matter how large the investment of the drama party is, An Feng will never participate.

Along the path outside the temple, ignoring the bones hidden in the grass, and stepping on the flowers floating in the dark fragrance of the night, Yang Shou walked to the lake.

A small winding bridge leads to a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

There is a beautiful woman stroking the piano in the water pavilion, in the dim light, the cold wind on the lake blows the tulle of the water pavilion, and when the mist spreads, the stunning face is also in it, which seems to be looming, like the real illusion.

"It looks more mature than Wang Zuxian."

"Sure enough, it seems to be true or not, of course, if Wang Zuxian is present in person and 'starring' the heroine again, this sense of contradiction and deviation will be reduced a lot." Yang Shou thought to himself.

The water breeze blew, and a tulle in the water pavilion flew along the wind and came straight in the direction of Yang Shou.

The fragrance is abundant, and holding the tulle that blows on the face is like holding the delicate skin of a girl.

Even if Yang Shou was already prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but ripple slightly at this moment.

The feeling at this time is by no means the same as when filming.

On the set, surrounded by crew members, there are NG reshoots again and again, how can it be rippling and romantic?

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the girl in the water pavilion ran out in a panic with her skirt.

Running barefoot on the wooden bridge, there are thousands of styles mixed with the innocence of the girl.

I have to say that Xu Ke is one of the directors who is the best at filming actresses, and he can always discover the beauty of women blooming in an instant, and then magnify it.

For example, Yang Tianbao is beautiful under the lens of director Xu Ke, and his acting skills have gone up several levels.

This scene was also specially designed by Xu Ke for Wang Zuxian.

Two years after the original version of A Chinese Ghost Story, the twenty-year-old Wang Zuxian has already begun to show his style, so naturally he only needs to scratch his head and make a gesture with cold and glamorous.

However, the eighteen-year-old Wang Zuxian is still childish, and he directly shows off his amorous feelings, but he seems deliberate.

Therefore, Xu Ke let 'Nie Xiaoqian' run.

At this time, on the lake in the middle of the night, the girl running with her skirt and her clothes fluttering is like a fairy in the mountains, and like a fairy who is not stained with dust.

In the deep darkness, a touch of liveliness and agility is like the only hope and light in the darkness.

It was this light that hit Ning Caichen, who should have been iron-hearted.

This is the linkage after the change of character.

For the stupid wooden scholar, Nie Xiaoqian, who is glamorous but has a miserable background, is enough and more than enough.

But for Tanhualang, who resigned blatantly and fought the end of the world, it is not enough to be beautiful and charming.

He had seen the darkness of the world and was deeply hopeless about it.

Nie Xiaoqian became a ray of light for him to see the world.

It is precisely because of this ray of light that Ning Caichen's subsequent series of behaviors have sufficient motivation and position.

The girl rushed to Yang Shou's eyes, and squatted slightly awkward at Yang Shou Yingying.

casually looked at Yang Shou with those eyes full of lightness, and opened his mouth crisply: "Disturb the son, Xiaoqian is rude!" ”

"Annoying son, give back the Xiaoqian curtain veil."

At this time, even with the identity of 'Ning Caichen', he had already thought of the identity of the woman in front of him.

He should pretend not to know, but asked: "So late at night, in the wilderness, why is the girl alone here playing the piano?" ”

"Aren't you afraid of disturbing the demons and ghosts in the mountains?"

Ning Caichen doesn't know the method, but his swordsmanship is amazing.

Walking the rivers and lakes, a sword alone is enough to kill ordinary demons.

Nie Xiaoqian covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice crisp and pleasant.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Isn't Childe also alone, wandering here?"

"Or do you say... Childe, are you the mountain spirit ghost? ”

At this time, Yang Shou is no longer 'acting', but naturally enters the plot.

It's also a line, and it's also a heart-like word, which comes out naturally: "If I say, what if I am?" ”

When Yang Shou spoke, he handed over the scarf in his hand.

Nie Xiaoqian reached out to take it, but Yang Shou suddenly tugged.

Nie Xiaoqian fell lightly, almost crashing into Yang Shou's arms.

At the same time, the clothes draped over his shoulders were slightly messy, revealing his snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Yang Shou's reason restrained his impulsiveness and did not take the opportunity to get started.

Instead, he had already used his sword against Nie Xiaoqian's heart.

"Your name is Nie Xiaoqian?" Yang Shou's eyes suddenly became cold, and the original gentleness and humility were just a disguise to cover up.

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then reluctantly showed a false smile: "Don't the sons pity the slave family?" How can you be so presumptuous to question the name of the slave's daughter. ”

"Nie Wenyuan is your father?" Yang Shou asked again.

Nie Xiaoqian completely changed color, and the perfunctory charm on her face completely dissipated.

"Who are you?" Nie Xiaoqian's voice became cold, but she subconsciously tidied up her messy clothes.

"I am your father's student, and I am here to transport your bones home."

"I don't want you to fall to this point, in order to seek the way of ghosts, do this kind of seductive and kitsch."

"The bones on the side of the road are all used 'medicine slag'!" Yang Shou's voice also became cold, and what was colder than his words was the sword in his hand.