Chapter 464

I nodded: "yes, but according to the rules of our line, after the event, the mask must belong to me."

The agent waved his hand repeatedly: "it's easy to say that you can take away such evil things now."

At this time, Yi Xi woke up. He was a little confused because of the mask. He shouted: "Xiao Song, don't pay attention to that charlatan. Whoever dares to slander me, I will let him die! Let him die! "

Everyone was shocked. The agent said, "Mr. Zhang, this..."

Yi Xi is still his own consciousness now, but he is so angry that I handed the mask to the agent: "take care of the mask first, but don't let him touch it! After you go back, you coax him with nice words. I'll get something ready tomorrow, and then I'll make a method. "

"Shall we come then?" Asked the agent.

"Of course!" I said.

"Well, I'll take him back to the hotel first." The agent kept saying thanks.

I asked the staff to untie Yi Xi. As soon as he untied it, he ran towards me. He said he wanted to beat me. Although he was held by others, he still tried hard to kick sand and spit at me, just like a grumpy child.

I know he won't stop if he doesn't suffer some losses. It's time to show his excellent acting skills!

"Ah!" I covered my chest and fell to the ground: "my heart is so sick, please help me."

Yi Xi laughs wildly: "river lake swindler, know the fierce of small ye?"

The agent coaxed him to leave, and I was still rolling and moaning on the ground. Yin Yueyue chuckled: "brother Zhang, they have gone."

"Well, why aren't you scared? Don't I act like that?" I asked in surprise.

"All right." Yin Yueyue said sheepishly.

I was hit hard. I didn't eat this bowl of rice.

I called Pockmarked Li. Five minutes later, he ran over and asked me with a smile, "it's done?"

"You still have the face to ask, the rabbit is not as fast as you!" I wish I could kick him: "you help me to prepare something tomorrow. I want a bag of cinders trampled by thousands of people, a bottle of crow blood, a dress worn by ancient women."

"For a while and a half, where can I get the clothes that ancient women wear?" said Pockmarked Li

Group leader Xu listened all the time and interposed, "I do, but you'll come back when you've finished."

I asked, "can I buy one from you? Because it might break. "

Group leader Xu hesitated for a moment and said, "well, I'll give you one later, just for the sake of the smooth shooting of the play."

I thanked him, and Pockmarked Li muttered, "where can I get the cinders that ten thousand people have stepped on?"

"Go to the gate of the coal burning factory. There are tens of thousands of people there every day. I'm sure I can get them." I said.

"All right!" Pockmarked Li nodded.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you going to do with the ghost of the king of Lanling?" Xu asked

"It's not easy to say now." My mysterious way.

"Then can I come and see it then?" Group leader Xu asked curiously.

"Yes!" I said.

It's not too early. I told everyone to go back to have a rest. The three of us went back to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, the play began to shoot again, but Yi Xi was a little out of shape today. He couldn't remember his lines and was always distracted. He shot a simple scene several times.

Li Mazi went to the county to get things. I asked Yin Xinyue to go for a walk on the mountain to have a look at Fengshui.

The mountain is full of wild chestnut trees, which are not mature and hang on the treetops like sea urchins. We went to the hillside and looked back. The whole ancient town of Ming Dynasty has a good view. The layout of Fengshui is pretty good. It seems that it was designed by an expert.

Yin Xinyue is tired. He asks me what I am looking for.

"Look for the tomb of the king of Lanling." I said.

"Do you think his tomb is on this mountain?" Yin Yueyue is excited at once.

"It's possible."

Later, I found a broken temple on the mountain. The walls fell down. There were some cypresses and poplars planted around it. It was obviously a mausoleum temple.

I found a stone slab in the pile of fallen leaves with a line engraved on it: "Gao Changgong, the princess of Lanling in the Northern Qi Dynasty", and I was surprised to find it. Yin Yueyue came up and said, "I remember that the king of Lanling in history was killed by the emperor, but I didn't expect that the burial was exquisite..."

"It was not buried at that time!" I frowned.

"Why?"

"You see, it says" Beiqi ". They don't call themselves Beiqi. Later generations will call them Beiqi. So I guess it's later people who buried them." I explained.

The king of Lanling is an excellent man to the extreme. He is not only outstanding in the world, but also brilliant in literature and art. The emperor was inevitably suspicious of him.

At a banquet, the emperor said to the king of Lanling while persuading him to drink: "brother, it's too dangerous to fight. You should not go to the battlefield in person in the future. I'm afraid that you may lose something."The king of Lanling replied, "it's all his own business. I can't care so much."

The king of Lanling was originally the royal family of the Northern Qi Dynasty and the cousin of the emperor, so he said this. But the emperor is very uncomfortable. Who is with your family? Do you want to usurp power? So he gave a cup of poisoned wine to the king of Lanling, who was only thirty-two years old when he died.

After the death of the king of Lanling, the soldiers of the Northern Qi Dynasty lost their voices and wept bitterly. When the God of war died, the country would die.

Sure enough, four years later, the Northern Qi Dynasty was destroyed by Yu Wenyong, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and all the royal families were beheaded and none of them remained.

It is said that Yu Wenyong and the king of Lanling are a pair of rivals who appreciate each other on the battlefield, which means that heroes cherish heroes. A lot of novels and movies describe their basic feelings.

Even according to the unofficial records, the first thing Yu Wenyong did after he conquered the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty was to wear the mask of the king of Lanling to commemorate his dead friend! The emperor thought that the ghost of the king of Lanling would not come back for revenge, and he was scared out of his wits.

So I said to Yin Xinyue, it's probably the king of Lanling buried by Yu Wenyong, and then I let the people of the king of Lanling live and stay here as the guards.

"Brother Zhang, are we going to enter this tomb?" Yin Xinyue asked.

"I don't have to. I'll just take some dirt."

With that, I took off my coat, found a tile, planed on the ground for a while, and covered all the excavated grave soil with clothes.

On the way down the mountain, I continued to scatter the tomb soil. At last, I still had a handful of it. I packed it for future use.

The spirit of the king of Lanling was brought out by this mask. I want to find a way to send the hell soldiers back. Of course, the most perfect solution is to send the mask back together, but I'm a Yin merchant after all.

I went back to the production team with Yin Xinyue, and the director came over like he was looking forward to the stars and the moon and said, "Mr. Zhang, where have you been? It's like the sky is turning in the crew today. "

I asked, "is there any accident?"

The director said that didn't happen. Today, Yi Xi became more grumpy and beat up a makeup artist. How dare you provoke him? We had to coax and persuade him all the time. We didn't take a few shots in the morning.

"What about others?" I asked.

"After dinner, I'll go back to the bus to have a rest. In the afternoon, I'll take pictures of other characters first." Said the director with a bitter face.

When I Yinyue had lunch, Pockmarked Li came back and was so tired that he sweated a lot. He put a big plastic bag in front of me: "how do you do? I can do things quickly. I've found everything you want."

I praised him and said, "it's OK in the afternoon. Help me to knead the villain together!"

"Pinch the villain, pinch what villain?" The surprise on Pockmarked Li's face.

"You'll know later." I laughed.

I beat a bucket of well water in the small town, went back to the house, turned the grave soil into mud, poured some crow blood, and burned some paper money to mix in.

Seeing me there and mud like noodles, Pockmarked Li joked: "little brother Zhangjia, have a good time, do you have the feeling of childhood back?"

"Nonsense, where did I play mud when I was a child? Every day my grandfather told me to study at home. Come on, you two, wash your hands, come and help me knead the clay figurine! " I said to Pockmarked Li and Yinyue.

There is only one bucket of tomb soil. I told them not to pinch too much. They just need to pinch a little horse. They don't want to look alike, just look alike.

In addition, do not put it in the sun after kneading, and put it in the room to dry naturally.

Yin Xinyue pinches it carefully and looks good. Pockmarked Li pinches it so ugly. It's like post-modern art. We've been busy for a long time. We're so tired that we've got back ache and only got over 100 of them.

"It's four o'clock. There are so many more, brother Zhang!" Yin Xinyue is troubled.

I wiped the sweat on the forehead with the back of my hand: "you go to group leader Xu and ask him to bring some guys from the props group to help."

I think the people in the props group must have a good craftsmanship. Yin Yueyue agrees to go out. Suddenly there was a commotion outside. She ran back in a hurry: "brother Zhang, it's not good. Something's going on outside!"