I created countless illusions

Chapter 14 Dark Fragrance Fills the Buddhist Hall

The night is getting darker, and the stars and the moon are gone.

The cold wind rolled into the meditation room through the dilapidated window sill, blowing the bonfire in the room and constantly swaying around.

The sparks that were crawling all over the ground suddenly jumped onto Yang Shou's unlined clothes, and the damp clothes were instantly ignited by the force majeure of the plot.

Yang Shou immediately stepped forward to put out the fire in a panic.

Although the fire was extinguished immediately, Yang Shou had a bitter expression on his face when he saw the clothes covered with black scorched marks.

Just at this time, the melodious sound of the piano came from outside the temple.

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

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

Just with the movement of mana, the deceiving technique hidden in the sound of the piano can be broken immediately.

It can be seen that the means are not clever.

"There are some things, but not many." Yang Shou commented regretfully.

Visions are treasure troves.

Being in the treasury, Yang Shou certainly hoped that the more good things it contained, the better.

In general illusions, in addition to the spiritual energy, spirit stones, and spiritual material rewards at the final settlement, the exercises and treasures usually collected in illusions can also be regarded as part of the harvest.

Yang Shou knew that he would 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, he can always turn danger into good fortune.

On the contrary, if it violates the plot setting, act without authorization.

Even if it doesn't immediately lead to the collapse of the illusion, there will be other unpredictable dangers, and then the protagonist's aura may not be effective.

According to what An Feng said, Yang Shou was lucky.

The first illusion he entered was a rare single-player book.

Push the main line by yourself without worrying about being dragged down by pig teammates.

In many "multiplayer" fantasy worlds, due to the selfishness of some supporting characters, they often change the direction of the main plot before the main plot is finished, causing the entire fantasy world to collapse.

Everyone's plot protection halos were shattered in unison.

That's really dangerous.

An Feng was 'fortunate' to experience it once, and it was really a narrow escape. If it weren't for the magical function of the spiritual heart ring, she might not have gotten out of it.

Since then, she has become more picky about the selection of the crew.

As long as there are unreliable collaborators in the crew, An Feng will never participate no matter how much the crew invests.

Along the path outside the temple, ignoring the hidden corpses in the grass, stepping through the fragrant flowers in the night, Yang Shou came to the lake.

The winding bridge leads to a water pavilion in the lake.

There is a beautiful woman playing the piano in the water pavilion. In the dim lights, the cold wind on the lake blows the tulle of the water pavilion, and when the water mist spreads, the stunning face is also in it, which seems to be faintly visible, as if it is real.

"It looks more mature than Wang Zuxian."

"Sure enough, it's plausible and not real. Of course, if Wang Zuxian came to the scene in person and 'played' the heroine again, this sense of contradiction and deviation would be much reduced." Yang Shou thought.

The water wind blows, and the tulle in the water pavilion flies along with the wind, heading straight for Yang Shou.

It is full of fragrance, holding the tulle blowing towards the face, as if holding the delicate skin of a girl.

Even if Yang Shou had been prepared in his heart, it was unavoidable to be slightly turbulent at this moment.

The feeling at this time is completely different from when filming.

On the set, there are crew members all around, and there are repeated NG reshoots. How can there be a sense of turmoil and romance?
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the girl in the water pavilion ran out in a panic holding up her skirt.

Running barefoot on the wooden bridge, the innocent and charming girl is also mixed with all kinds of styles.

It has to be said that Xu Ke is one of the directors who are best at shooting actresses. He can always discover the beauty that blooms in a woman's body and then magnify it.

For example, under the lens of director Xu Ke, Yang Tianbao is extremely glamorous, and his acting skills have improved 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 20-year-old Wang Zuxian has already shown her style, so naturally she only needs to show off her head in a cool and charming way.

However, Wang Zuxian, who is still childish, is acting coquettish directly, but it 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 up and her sleeves fluttering, looks like a mountain elf and 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 also this touch of light that hit Ning Caichen, who was supposed to have a firm heart.

This is the linkage after the role change.

For the silly wooden scholar, Nie Xiaoqian, who is glamorous but has a miserable life experience, is more than enough and more than enough.

But for Tanhualang who resigned brazenly and wielded his sword to the end of the world, it is not enough just to be beautiful and romantic.

He had already seen the darkness of this world, and felt deeply hopeless for 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 actions have sufficient motivation and stance.

The girl rushed to Yang Shou's eyes, and squatted awkwardly towards Yang Shou Yingying to salute him.

Casually looking at Yang Shou with eyes full of lightness, he opened his mouth and said crisply: "Young Master, Xiaoqian is rude!"

"Young master, please return Xiaoqian's curtain."

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

But he should pretend not to know, and instead asked: "It's so late at night, in the wilderness, why is the girl playing the piano here alone?"

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

Ning Caichen doesn't know how to use martial arts, but his swordsmanship is amazing.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, just relying on a sword is enough to kill ordinary monsters.

Nie Xiaoqian covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her voice was clear and sweet.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Isn't the young master alone, wandering here?"

"Or...my lord, are you that mountain spirit ghost?"

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

It is also a line, and it is also a sincere discourse, which comes out naturally: "If I say, I really am?"

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

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

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

At the same time, the clothes on the shoulders were slightly messy, taking the opportunity to reveal the snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Yang Shou's rationality restrained his impulse, and he didn't take the opportunity to use it.

Instead, he had already pressed the sword against Nie Xiaoqian's heart.

"Your name is Nie Xiaoqian?" Yang Shou's eyes suddenly turned cold. The original gentleness and humility were just a disguise.

Nie Xiaoqian was taken aback when she heard the words, and then forced a fake smile: "Don't you feel sorry for the slave family? Why are you so presumptuous and question the name of the slave family?"

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

Nie Xiaoqian's color changed completely, and the perfunctory charm on her face disappeared completely.

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

"I'm your father's student, and I'm here to transport your bones back to your hometown."

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

"The bones all over the roadside, I'm afraid they are all used 'drugs'!" Yang Shou's voice also became cold, colder than his words, was the sword in his hand.

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