Zhang Shuhai was a little picky about reading all the three scripts that Chen Qinghe gave him, and when he saw the end, his eyes widened in confusion and dizziness.

Good guys, I have to say, this thing is a bit of a top.

"Chen Daoyou, let's shoot a few scenes first, shall we?"

Chen Qinghe nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

Everyone put on the clothes that Zhang Shuhai had conjured up and started the filming of the first movie. Soon, they found their senses.

One play, two plays, three plays,...... It took less than a month, Chen Qinghe, Zhang Shuhai, and Feng Yangui to complete the filming of three whole dramas.

Thoroughly immersing yourself in each movie is quite draining. After pulling out the various figures, Chen Qinghe shook his head vigorously and decided to rest for a few days.

As for the return of the seal, it was left in Zhang Shuhai's dream space.

On the way back to the small grocery store, Chen Qinghe also accidentally bumped into the son-in-law of the coffin shop not far from the alley next door, Huang Shilang.

Huang Shilang was in the big night, and suddenly saw a little girl like Chen Qinghe, and a red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He took the initiative to take a few steps towards Chen Qinghe, and smiled at her with a warm and jade-like smile. He also asked softly, "Girl, are you going home?" ”

Chen Qinghe nodded and said with a smile: "What about you?" ”

Huang Shilang said politely: "I want to go back!" ”

Seeing that Chen Qinghe suddenly lowered his head and walked forward, he hesitated, looked around, and followed.

After walking only a few steps away from Chen Qinghe, he suddenly lowered his voice and whispered to her: "Girl, I see that you are a Qi cultivator who has no mana, give you a few words of advice, beware of the ...... beside you."

"What?" Chen Qinghe suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Huang Shilang looked at Chen Qinghe's immature and pure face, gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you know that there are many goblins and monsters hidden in this little grocery store?" ”

Chen Qinghe shook his head and nodded again.

"I know that Feng Daoyou is a monster. Or a fish demon. ”

When Huang Shilang heard the word fish demon, he instinctively secreted a few feet of saliva.

He has cultivated to this age, and has eaten people, demons, and all kinds of spirits.

He feels that the best food is still a demon, especially a fish demon. Particularly tasty.

It's a pity that those fish demons all gather and live. Generally, they do not live ashore.

However, the small grocery store has a fish demon, and he knows it. Every time he peeked at him, he coveted the mana of his body and his body.

If he could eat him one day, he would be able to gain decades of penance in one day.

As soon as the fish demon disappeared, he appeared in front of the little girl as a savior,...... When the time comes, with her ability to speak sweetly, are you afraid that you won't be able to coax her around?

Even if she herself is a person who doesn't like rhetoric, he can pretend to be an honest and reliable man, and make some bitter calculations to please her.

Women, many people can give up themselves at any time for the love they desire in their hearts. Whenever their men ask them to die, it is estimated that they will be willing.

This is still the experience that Huang Shilang summed up from his human woman.

Thinking of the daughter of the coffin shop, the essence of her body was about to be sucked up by him, and her newborn parents were also squeezed dry by a few half-demons she gave birth to, Huang Shilang thought about it, and when they died, he would let the little girl in front of him be his new daughter-in-law.

With her by his side, the group of boys has someone to take care of.

As for yourself, you can also continue to collect yin and supplement yang.

What's more, he actually fell in love with her little grocery store for a long time.

Don't look at the small grocery store, but it's in the best location.

Huang Shilang looked for someone in the property to look at it quietly. According to the conservative estimate of the Chinese, there should be a small spirit gathering array under this small grocery store. Judging by its location, layout, size, and orientation, it can sell for at least 1,000 bucks!

As soon as Huang Shilang heard this staggering number, he gasped for breath at that time.

He thought his coffin shop was worth more. I didn't expect this humble little grocery store to be worth more.

Huang Shilang used to live in the mountains and wilderness.

He has been a mortal animal for many years, and he drinks the rain that falls from the sky in the mud pits, and wears only the fur on his own body. The sleeping place is still a cave with parents, siblings, and a dozen weasels.

Later, after enlightening his mind, he really realized how good a human house is.

After practicing for seventy years and refining the horizontal bones, he interacted with mortals, and only then did he have the concept of wealth in his mind. Only then do I know how important the word wealth is.

If you don't have money or cultivation resources, you won't be able to go far on the path of cultivation.

I can't buy what I want, so I can only watch my peers, who were originally a lot behind me, catch up with me. The taste of pain had tormented his heart for a long time.

Huang Shilang felt that he had already seen the essence of this immortal cultivation world.

This is a world where materialism is rampant, red dust is chaotic, the weak eat the strong, and you fight for me!

There is no warmth, there is no real kindness, only greed, only desire, only ambition.

Immortal cultivators all have the ambition to change their lives against the sky. Everyone is looking forward to the day when they will fly away.

Only by soaring to a higher position, longevity and heavenly qi, can they enjoy true wealth and nobility. Forever superior.

While Huang Shilang was still distracted, Chen Qinghe suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it lightly in front of his eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Huang Shilang suddenly woke up.

clearly saw the hairs on Chen Qinghe's face, as well as the skin that could be broken by blowing, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's good to be a young mortal!

This kind of blowing can be broken, as if the fruit that has just grown is the most fragrant and delicious.

Recalling the mortal woman in his room, since she helped him give birth to more than twenty little half-demon babies, her skin was as old as dried orange peels, her hair was half white, and she was old and ugly, and the old age spots on her face were revealed, and she couldn't stand up from the bed all the time, Huang Shilang thought to himself, he could use her three times at most.

After three times, she will be disfigured, her blood and qi will be completely lost, and she will be completely reduced to an extremely ugly dry bone.

When the time comes, he reaches out as usual, picks up her skull and pinchs it, and her bones will completely turn into a pile of useless ashes, and then go with the wind.

In order to let Chen Qinghe replace her as soon as possible, Huang Shilang suddenly looked at Chen Qinghe with a mysterious and worried face, and said, "Girl, do you know that the fish demon next to you is very dangerous?" ”

Without waiting for Chen Qinghe to answer, he said again: "That fish demon has a bad character, extremely ferocious, and he eats human flesh every day." A little girl like you, he loves to eat it the most. ”

Chen Qinghe's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this.

I thought, why did this weasel in front of me say such things to her?