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Chapter 166 A Chinese Ghost Story, Power On!
As night fell, the temple that had been renamed Lanruo Temple was full of voices.

That night, no one studied, practiced, or went to bed. In the entire Lanruo Temple, almost all the ghosts and ghosts were mobilized and gathered at the gate of Lanruo Temple.

In front of Lanruo Temple, under the dark blue night, Wang Zheng stood alone in the lead, looking at the damaged but hard to conceal tall stone tablet in front of him, and the three big characters that had decayed to a certain extent, he nodded in satisfaction.

Then, seeing Wang Zheng walking towards the stele, fiddled with the somewhat withered and dilapidated vines growing on the stele with his hands, the look on Wang Zheng's face became even more satisfied.

At this moment, Wang Zheng stepped lightly, and his whole body seemed to melt into the wind, and he fell lightly on the tall stone tablet.

Standing on the stele, Wang Zheng stomped his feet under the gaze of everyone, and found that although the stele was corroded by magic and dilapidated, it was very solid when placed here, and it had a sense of time that had gone through many vicissitudes but was still strong. .

Feeling the stillness under his feet, Wang Zheng suddenly turned his head and said with a smile:
"The vines summoned by grandma's wood-type magic, coupled with the corrosion of Junior Sister Ma's dark magic, directly met my expectations. Not bad, not bad, not bad."

Three in a row are good, directly expressing Wang Zheng's satisfaction with this stele.

But the instigators of everything—the dryad grandma and Ma Yi, didn't show any arrogance on their faces.

Indeed, for them, such means are just small means.

"Boss, I've checked all the props, and I'm sure there's nothing wrong with it. Don't worry about it! When are we going to start filming?"

At this time, Nangong Tiezhu's unusually out-of-group voice suddenly sounded.The tone was full of anticipation and tension.

Having been with Wang Zheng for a long time, he naturally knows that the knowledge in movies is much less than that in TV dramas.

Therefore, although he hopes to start shooting as soon as possible, he is inevitably a little nervous. After all, a qualified photographer is really important in the shooting process.

Although Nangong Tiezhu already has two brushes, he is still very nervous when facing the movie.

Hearing this, Wang Zheng jumped down from the tall stone tablet, and squinted at Nangong Tiezhu: "The filming will start tonight, are you satisfied?"

Nangong Tiezhu rubbed his big hands excitedly, but at this moment, Wang Zheng scanned the audience and said:
"Miss Ping'er, brother Li, both of you, please change the actor's clothes first."

"Lightings, props, photography, everyone is in position, ready to shoot the first shot of Act [-] of A Chinese Ghost Story!"

"Old Xu, the help of you, a powerhouse of Tier [-], is indispensable during the filming process, just follow me."

"Tie Zhu, greet the camera crew and don't make any trouble for me."

A series of orders were issued by Wang Zheng in an orderly manner, and following Wang Zheng's order, the vast crew also rushed into action.

The actors change clothes, the camera starts to look for a camera position, the magician hides in the dark and prepares to cast magic to set up the scene, and the idle members of the crew retreat one after another.

For a while, there were only a few people left in front of the huge Lanruo Temple.

After Wang Zheng saw the orderly actions of all the crew members, he directly pulled over a simple chair and sat down on it.

Then, Wang Zheng turned his head to look at Xu Kang, and said, "Old Xu, you scholars should have the means of remote imaging, right?"

Hearing this, Xu Kang nodded with a serious and curious expression.

Seeing Xu Kang's statement, Wang Zheng pointed to the photographers who were looking for their own positions: "If I want to sit here and see what they recorded with their photo stones, can I do that?"

Xu Kang pondered for a moment, then nodded firmly.Seeing this, Wang Zheng snapped his fingers and said:

"This will trouble Old Xu, but I am curious about the methods of you scholars.

Speaking of it, scholars read the books of the sages, comprehend the world through literature, and carry spells with poems and songs. They are like a combination of magicians and practitioners. "

Hearing this, Xu Kang laughed and shook his head: "Are you still a scholar, my understanding of scholars is only superficial."

As he said that, Xu Kang didn't explain much, but after a moment of pondering, he burst out with a surge of cultural aura and turned into streamers of light.

Half of the streamer was accurately shot into the picture stones that shot towards the hand, and the other half was turned into circles in various directions in front of Wang Zheng.

Looking at the circles of light, Wang Zheng knew that once the Photo Stone was activated, he would be able to see what the Photo Stone was shooting from the circles.

"This method is no worse than technological equipment."

Wang Zheng nodded with a smile. As for Xu Kang saying that he didn't understand scholars?If you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Anyway, he never thought of being a Wendao monk.

Seeing that he was surrounded by circles of light under the means of the third-level powerhouse, Wang Zheng seemed to feel that only today he was like a real director.

Instead of staring at every detail of the set all the time like before, now he only needs to pay attention to the content in the aperture to easily judge the flaws and deficiencies in the shooting process.

Seeing that the cameras were already in their positions, Wang Zheng looked at the moonless sky and said to Ma Yi beside him:
"Junior Sister Ma, the wind, the cold fog, and the dark breath are coming together."

Hearing this, Ma Yi nodded, and then took out a transparent magic wand with strong magic fluctuations from the sideways eyes of everyone.

Pointing the staff towards the void, Ma Yi began to chant magic spells with obscure syllables.That magic staff is nothing else, Wang Zheng got it from Xiang Tianhan...

And this staff is not simple, the body is made of elemental crystals with excellent magical properties, and the top of the staff is inlaid with several high-quality magic crystals in a mysterious magic circle combination.

On the huge white crystal in the middle, there is even more lightning surge.Being able to be regarded as a treasure by Xiang Tianhan, who is at the peak of the second order, obviously the quality of this magic wand is extremely high.

Accompanied by her singing, the wind and fog came, and there was a dark breath mixed in the wind and fog.

Amidst the clattering sound, the wind blew the yellow leaves all over the ground, which were spawned by the tree demon's grandma with wood-type magic.Otherwise, Lanruo Temple would not have so many fallen leaves.

The thin white mist mixed with the dark breath soon permeated the air.

Under Ma Yi's magic, the whole Lanruo Temple instantly became extremely gloomy.

Looking at the gate of Lanruo Temple, where the atmosphere changed drastically in an instant, Wang Zheng looked at the sky again: "The moon and stars are scarce, but the sky is too bright. Old Xu, please help me!"

Hearing Wang Zheng's unapologetically relaxed tone, Xu Kang glared at Wang Zheng fiercely, but still followed Wang Zheng's instructions, with a flick of his sleeve, the air of Wenhua turned into small golden characters and densely covered the sky.

All of a sudden, the whole sky became darker.

Of course, this gloom is only limited to the vicinity of Lanruo Temple.Xu Kang, has no ability to really change the sky.

Snapped!
Looking at the gloomy sky, Wang Zheng clapped his hands together in satisfaction.Looking at the seats already in place, Wang Zheng took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice, "A Chinese Ghost Story, switch on!"

Accompanied by Wang Zheng's voice, phantoms were formed in several light circles in front of Wang Zheng at the same time.

(End of this chapter)