The Lingxu Daoist entered the Si Tian Supervision Office and immediately issued a gag order to the disciples guarding the door.

"Don't tell anyone that I'm coming to the capital, take me to see the prison as soon as possible. ”

In a small building in the backyard, the Lingxu Daoist didn't change his clothes, so he walked in directly.

Wearing a purple robe, Si Tian Jian Zheng Tao Xian was meditating at the moment, and opened his eyes when he saw someone moving.

As soon as Tao Xian saw the spiritual void, he frowned: "spiritual void?"

"Why did you rush back?"

"Didn't I tell you to look for traces of immortals in Yanding Mansion?

Lingxu immediately stepped forward and explained what happened in Yanding Mansion, as well as what the immortal said.

"At that time, the empty dust said sovereign words. ”

"The capital has become a cave of demons, and it is not a good thing that the emperor is willing to go out of Beijing. ”

Then Lingxu immediately rushed to the capital and came to see the prisoner. ”

After listening to this, Si Tian Jian Zheng Tao Xian pondered this sentence carefully.

"The capital has been reduced to a cave of demons. ”

"Isn't it a good thing for the emperor to go out of Beijing?"

Every word seemed to have a deep meaning, and when I thought about it, I felt even more frightened, and after listening to it, Tao Xianjian sighed: "The fairy meaning is unpredictable!"

"The Empty Dust Dao Monarch is thousands of miles away, but he knows the capital well, and everything is under control. ”

"It's better than me being in Shenjing, it's really a clever calculation. ”

After speaking, Tao Xian immediately said: "It seems that the situation in the capital is even more serious than we know, in this case, it is indeed more dangerous for the Son of Heaven to stay in the capital." ”

"The southern tour of the immortals can break the situation. ”

Tao Xian laughed and said: "These demons want to cause trouble in the world, and I don't think they are far from death." ”

The Lingxu Daoist expressed his concern: "Prison Correction! There is a traitor inside Si Tianjian, not only Lingwu has already turned into a demon and fallen into the Demon Dao. ”

"I'm sure there's more than one person like Lingwu. ”

Tao Xian raised his hand and appeased the Lingxu Daoist: "This time, I will visit the immortals with the Son of Heaven in the south." ”

"When the time comes, these ghosts will show their original form. ”

"As long as they dare to stand up, the time of death is near. ”

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Yanding Mansion's famous opera garden plum garden.

Yu Shiguang stayed awake for two days and one night, rushed out the first draft of the play, and rushed to this place.

Although his eyes looked dark, his spirit was very excited.

Holding the script of the play in his hand, he was as careful as if he was holding a treasure of gold, with a satisfied smile on his face.

The old mother's stubborn illness and leg disease have been cured, and this time she also wrote the most aura and emotion in her life.

Yu Shiguang walked on the road only to feel that the sky was wide and the clouds were high, the clouds were bright and beautiful, and he walked with a tiger.

In the afternoon, the Meiyuan stage had just ended, and at this moment, Wu Bantou of the opera troupe was arranging something to be dismantled on the stage.

"Wu Bantou! Wu Bantou!" Yu Shiguang saw Wu Bantou shouting impatiently, as if there was some heavy treasure to offer.

"Oh! It turned out that Yu Shusheng came. ”

Wu Bantou, who saw Yu Shiguang today, was a little disgusted and sluggish as usual, and immediately walked down to greet him, and called Yu Shiguang's nickname.

When I asked, I learned that Yu Shiguang had written a new script.

took it from Yu Shiguang's hand and looked at it, and the whole process made Wu Bantou look at it without blinking.

As the head of a famous drama troupe in Yanding Mansion, Wu Bantou can certainly see whether a script is good or bad, and what kind of drama the people like to watch.

And Yu Shiguang took out the script, and he slapped his thigh and applauded loudly.

"It's really well written! What's the name of this play?"

As soon as Yu Shiguang finished writing the manuscript, he took it to Wu Bantou and showed it, and was stunned for a moment: "I haven't thought of a name yet! Do you really think it can be filmed? It's really good?"

Wu Bantou immediately started to pack a ticket.

"Hahaha! Of course, your script is guaranteed to be a big hit, and our drama troupe will immediately put down the work at hand and arrange your play, I believe you will be able to see it soon. ”

"Now in most of the city, who doesn't know that your Yu Shiguang has met an immortal. ”

"Tell me, didn't you get this story from the immortals? Otherwise, in just a few days, you would be able to write such a wonderful and wonderful play, write such a moving story?"

The recent immortal legend of the opera troupe from Lingzhou has completely suppressed Wu Bantou's troupe, Wu Bantou was worried that he couldn't find a good drama to turn over, but he didn't expect Yu Shiguang to send it to him.

Yu Shiguang replied truthfully: "This is the story that the immortals told me, but I wrote the script." ”

Yu Shiguang recounted the adventures of that day again.

A fantasy in a cup, a dream for a hundred days.

When I woke up, the day had not fallen, but everything in my dream was vivid.

Wu Bantou slapped his head and said excitedly: "This must be not just a dream, but a real fairy story." ”

"Perhaps thousands of years ago, there was really such a person named Dong Yong, who won the favor of the heavenly fairy. ”

The team leader stood up, paced the audience, and walked around.

There are words in the mouth.

"This kind of immortal story is still a scene where a fairy and a mortal fall in love, and then paired with your fantasy in the cup, the story of the immortal, I believe it can cause a sensation in the entire Yanding Mansion." ”

Then he looked at Yu Shiguang.

"Since there is no name yet, it might as well be called Dong Yongyu Immortal Ji!"

"How?"

Yu Shiguang shook his head again and again and waved his hand.

"Not good! Not good! It's so straightforward!"

A name suddenly popped up in Yu Shiguang's mind: "It's still called Tianxian Match!"

Wu Bantou thought for a moment and nodded.

"Heavenly Immortals?"

"Well, that's good!"

Then he arched his hand to Yu Shiguang: "Don't worry, I want your book, and the money is absolutely indispensable." ”

"But you're just the first draft, and you'll perfect it!"

"But we can rehearse the play now! By the way, I need to transcribe your script now, do you think it's possible?"

Yu Shiguang immediately hesitated: "This ......"

Wu Bantou immediately said: "This is the script given to you by the immortals, who do we dare to deceive, and dare to deceive the things of the immortals?

After the transcription was completed, Yu Shiguang got a deposit.

Then I went home satisfied,

It's just that Yu Shiguang, who was full of joy, didn't notice that a white phantom had been watching him in the troupe before, and then followed him home together.

When I got home, the house was full of the smell of rice.

"Son, you're back, look what your mother has done for you?" On the stove, the old man called out with a wooden shovel.

"Mother, did you make braised pork?" Yu Shiguang immediately put the script in the room impatiently and rushed out.

The mother who had been sick for a long time got out of bed for the first time to cook, and the rest of the world was full of burps.

It was only when he returned to the room that he found that there was a woman in a white dress sitting in front of the desk where he usually wrote.

The skin is like snow, without a single blemish.

Joan's nose and beautiful eyes are like the person in the painting walking out.

It's like a fairy, it's the kind of beauty that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

The woman was holding Yu Shiguang's script in her hand, and at this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with light.

"In heaven I would like to be a winged bird, and on earth I would like to be a branch. ”

The woman closed her eyes.

"The days are long and the days are endless. ”

"This hatred lingers...... No expiration date. ”

I opened my eyes and looked at the words on the script and sighed: "Only immortals can write such verses!"

"It's not an immortal who has been long-lived for a long time, how can he understand this kind of eternity and extinction. ”

With the light of the sunset penetrating the window, looking at the woman's face, Yu Shiguang's whole person froze, as if an invisible force locked his gaze.

The woman turned her head to look at Yu Shiguang: "Is this the script that the immortal asked you to write?"

"Yes...... Yes!" Yu Shiguang spoke a little hesitantly.

The woman's face was full of longing: "It turns out that there really is a heavenly palace and a fairy world." ”

"In this world, there are really immortals. ”

"Tell me, what is an immortal like, what is the difference between the Empty Dust Dao Monarch and the rumored ones?"

Hearing this, Yu Shiguang suddenly woke up.

"You're also a fairy in the sky?"

"The script I wrote really recruited the fairies of the Heavenly Palace?"

Thinking of this, Yu Shiguang was even more agitated, thinking.

"This fairy also saw my lonely and pitiful rest of the world in heaven, so she came down to ......"

The woman stood up and apologized: "The concubine is from Dongshan, and her name is Lingluo!"

"Not a fairy. ”

"It's a fox demon. ”

When he turned sideways, Yu Shiguang saw it clearly.

Under the white skirt, a plush tail was exposed.

Yu Shiguang realized now that the person in front of him was not a person.

It's a demon.

Yu Shiguang almost collapsed to the ground in fright, not thinking that the fairy did not recruit, but attracted a female goblin.

He held on to the wall so that he didn't fall to the ground.

Then his voice trembled a little: "Ling...... Spirit...... Miss Lo. ”

"Shiguang is just an ordinary mortal, I don't know you...... You...... You ......"

"What is the matter with coming to me, a poor scholar?"

The fox demon Ling Luo smiled and said: "Although the concubine is a fox demon, it is not those cannibalistic demons, but the spirit demon of the Daomen, and it is in the same vein as your Great Zhou Si Tianjian." ”

"It's just that his vein is still strong after the scourge of demons. ”

"It's just that my vein has declined to the point that I am the only one left. ”

Looking at Yu Shiguang's incomprehensible eyes, Ling Luo sighed: "In short, I am the same as the disciple of your Great Zhou Si Tianjian, so Gongzi doesn't have to be afraid!"

"And we are also human beings, and we are the same as Childe, there is no difference!"

"I came to visit this time, but I heard that the Empty Dust Dao Jun passed by here and came to pursue the immortals. ”

"Want to ask for an answer. ”

Yu Shiguang saw that the girl in front of him was polite and dignified, and she really didn't look like a bad person, so he put away his heart and talked about the scene of meeting the immortal that day.

It's just that I no longer have the original mind of the ape.

And the fairy-like woman in front of her seemed to really just come to ask about the traces of the immortals.

After listening to this, he left.

Yu Shiguang looked at the woman's disappearance, and then sighed, only feeling that what he had seen and heard in the past few days was something that ordinary people could never touch in their lifetime.

And this world is also wider and more magical than I imagined, immortals, gods, demons, ghosts, and people all live on this earth.

"Maybe I can not only write a script like this. ”

"I can also write more stories about gods and ghosts, and write my stories through gods and ghosts. ”

"Even if you can't use your fame to help the common people, you can also warn the world with a story. ”

Yu Shiguang was inspired again, reminiscent of the stories that happened between immortals, gods, demons, ghosts and humans in this vast land.