My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. He walked over and took back his mechanism box from Aqiang. Aqiang didn't even say a word, then turned to Mr. Xu and said: "Their heartbeats are beating loudly." It’s not normal. They held their breath several times this afternoon and evening, and every time they held their breath, our friend named Aqiang would release something he shouldn’t.”

A Qiang: "..."

Mu Qingyun pointed at Boss Liu's bespectacled secretary, who looked like a loyal secretary: "And you, come over too. You have nothing to do with Baiyun Sect, I won't be rude."

secretary:"……"

Boss Liu: "Xiaochuan, you, you -"

With a plop, Boss Liu sat on the ground, his eyes were straight, his legs and feet were numb, and his heart was so blocked that he almost couldn't breathe. It was estimated that he would need to be tested at this time, and the doctor would recommend that he stay in the hospital for observation immediately.

Mu Qingyun put the mechanism box in his hand casually into his pocket. He turned around and saw Boss Liu looking at her with a longing look on his face, and said helplessly: "If our Baiyun Sect really had a divine bead that could be used, I would have given it to someone else long ago."

She paused and sighed: "But not at all."

"Also, I don't know you, Boss Liu, and you have nothing to do with me. I'm not a doctor. Your son is sick. I sympathize deeply, but I have no other choice but to sympathize."

"We have some medicinal materials hidden in Baiyunmen. There is also a small medicine garden on the top of the mountain. If your son's doctor needs medicinal materials to prepare medicines, as long as I have them, I can sell some to you as appropriate. You can ask your doctor to go to the capital to negotiate with me. "

Mu Qingyun finished explaining the matter in a few words. While he was talking, the people from the Inspection Department had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. Mu Qingyun asked the Xu family to bring them in.

When she was sure that there would be a lot of excitement tonight, she had someone call the inspection department in advance.

There must be no phone in Baiyunmen.

There is a canteen in the Baiyun Village chief's house.

The inspection team followed the children led by the Xu family all the way up the mountain. They first took the underground passage and then entered the Baiyun Gate.

The inspectors were so speechless that they could barely speak.

The local inspection department, some of the local inspectors consider themselves quite familiar with the local situation and can be called an encyclopedia. At this time, they are standing on the mountainside of Baiyun Peak, looking up into the distance, the sea of ​​clouds is reflected in the morning glow, and the entire white clouds are reflected in the sky. The gate architecture is magnificent and elegant, which is shocking.

Mu Qingyun felt that these inspections seemed a bit dull.

"Aqiang is from Zhang Delin's gang. I highly suspect that Zhang Delin is also on the mountain. It is unlikely that he can remotely control such a big thing..."

"Zhang Delin?"

One of the young patrolmen was startled, "Just now, there was a wanted order..."

"cough."

The older man was obviously his master, and he was not very fierce. He just gave him a calm look. The young man was immediately suppressed and shut up quickly.

There are more and more armed patrols.

Countless vehicles gathered at the foot of the mountain.

Mu Qingyun went back and had a solid sleep. When he woke up, the sun had filled the whole house warmly. There were faint footsteps and voices outside... and there were many sounds of twelve cameras working at the same time. .

After washing up, Mu Qingyun went out and saw breakfast on the table.There was a plate of old pickles mixed with sesame oil, a plate of stir-fried bitter gourd and shrimps, a plate of salted egg yolk, grilled steamed buns that were golden on both sides, and a large pot of porridge mixed with rice and millet that was boiled until the oil came out.

Mu Qingyun glanced at the salted egg yolk and could tell at a glance that it was peeled from a whole salted duck egg.

There is also porridge mixed with rice and millet. Few people cook it like this nowadays, but Mu Qingyun has liked this kind of taste since he was a child.

She doesn't like to add red dates, tremella, lotus seeds, etc. to her porridge. It should be said that she just likes pure porridge. She is used to drinking both rice porridge and millet porridge, but her favorite drink is a mixture of the two, with [-]% millet. Rice should be [-]%. The rice should be put in cold water and the millet should be put in boiling water. It should be cooked until it is not so thick that it will not fall over when inserting chopsticks, but it should be thick and delicious with rice oil.

It was also in these years that Mu Qingyun realized that she was not an easy eater and that she had quite high requirements for food.

Mu Qingyun was a little surprised, but also felt weak unconsciously.

Not to mention the era in which the script was written, even in her era, she actually never made any special dietary requirements.

She eats a lot, so in order to replenish energy and progress in her practice, she is basically not picky about food and eats everything. Of course, if she meets something she likes, she should eat two more bites, and if she doesn't like something she doesn't like, she should use her chopsticks twice less.

The first person to understand the details of her taste was Mr. Qiao.

It's just that Mr. Qiao has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He is the kind of person who always wants to know where and what his neighbor next door ordered for takeout at ten o'clock in the middle of the night. Of course, he usually suppresses this desire to explore.

Unexpectedly, the second person who understands her taste is actually here.

As soon as Mu Qingyun saw the porridge and side dishes, she knew that it must be breakfast made by her senior brother.

The expedition team brought only dry food, and the patrols didn’t bring anything. The documentary program team, who ate with the logistics, cooked a big pot of rice, and made such a simple and exquisite breakfast, they didn’t have the energy or patience. Do it.

The program team all set up the cameras, and their director Zhou came over with Professor Sun. He apologized: "Miss Mu was still sleeping in the morning, um, um, let's work first. Don't worry, we must be special." careful."

Director Zhou smiled bitterly, "Don't be careful, Professor Sun is watching."

Mu Qingyun laughed: "Director Zhou is too polite, of course I believe you. Once your documentary is finished, I believe all the seniors of the Baiyun Sect will be very happy."

When she first heard about making a documentary, she thought about telling the story of Baiyun Gate to everyone.

Director Zhou immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's no wonder that he was trembling. According to Professor Sun's estimation, the total value of the ancient books he saw along the way could reach nine figures.

Other things are also very expensive at first glance. If they make a mistake and something goes wrong, their crew will be dismantled and they may not be able to afford the compensation.

Director Zhou didn't dare to think that if he got into trouble, the superiors would take care of it, and they probably couldn't afford it.

All the cameras were in motion, but before filming each scene, Director Zhou and his staff carefully took out the clothes, beddings and sleeping bags of himself and others, and carefully protected them all.

The core of a documentary is of course truth, but it also requires artistic processing and a plot.

The main event this time is the story of the national expedition team, Captain Qin, leading his team to Baiyun Village to find the legendary ancient ruins.

But now, Director Zhou feels that if it is shot according to the real plot, it will not look like a documentary. It will clearly be a thrilling adventure suspense movie.