Song Qiyun sat in a chair and gave a play to Lan He and Xiao Yuqian.
Wait for the general content. The characters played by Lan He and Xiao Yuqian came to a temple. Xiao Yuqian, the underworld ghost, dismissed the temple and just stared at his notebook to settle accounts. Lan He bowed and then Xiao Yuqian. Yu Qian made fun of him, but he didn't expect the protagonist to look different, but he would worship God, and the two had a dialogue.
- After Lan He communicated with Song Futan, they deleted the name Xiaolai from the script, but did not choose a new name. Song Qiyun even thought it was better. From beginning to end, the protagonist's name did not appear.
After Song Qiyun finished speaking, and asked them if they had any questions, Xiao Yuqian said, "Director Song, I feel... Are you talking about religion or philosophy?"
Song Qiyun and Lan He both laughed.
Xiao Yuqian smiled and said, "I heard you say that, I know it's about ghosts, but it's actually talking about people, but I just feel that even from the inside, the protagonist who really symbolizes ghosts and gods is different from what I imagined. "
"I remember you grew up abroad, right?" Song Qiyun asked.
Xiao Yuqian nodded.
Song Qiyun said: "The theory of ghosts and gods is derived from human civilization. Ancient civilizations were all born in the river valleys, the Nile River Valley, the Indus Valley and the Yellow River Valley, and three major religious river systems were born respectively, and the other two religious river systems were born. The core is prophets, prophecies, mysticism, etc. The core beliefs of the Huaxia clan are not those, but sages, a sage religion, and their rational elements will be larger, especially before integrating some Buddhist concepts.”
Therefore, even if he depicts absurd ghosts and gods, he is still absurd and has rational thoughts.
Xiao Yuqian nodded and felt that he still had to read more traditional stories.
However, after Song Qiyun finished speaking, he really had a new feeling when he played with the protagonist again.
After their conversation, Xiao Yuqian asked the protagonist, "You worship so many temples and gods, which temple is the most spiritual? Is it the spirit of Mount Tai? Is it the spirit of Wudang Mountain? Or is it this broken temple?"
The protagonist stared at the dust on the statue and whispered: "It works everywhere, and it doesn't work everywhere."
"Cut!" Song Qiyun shouted loudly.
Lan He and Xiao Yuqian also stopped performing.
Yu Mengmeng, who was sitting on the sidelines, smiled and said, "It's really difficult for Director Song, this time every cut has to be shouted so loudly."
Song Qiyun is usually a very elegant person, and she doesn't like to scold actors, but whoever makes their films have ghosts, the old rule is that the cut must be loud, and the actors can't make plays. I'm afraid that there are other things too. You have to let both the yin and yang realms know that it was just filming just now.
Song Qiyun reluctantly smiled. In fact, he also hesitated whether to shout loudly. There was an impermanent situation on the set. After thinking about it, this is shouting to others...
"By the way, we are all at the foot of Mount Tai, do you want to take time to pay homage?" Xiao Yuqian suggested, "I heard that there is Bixia Yuanjun Temple here." Just figured it out.
"Why, worship Taishan Niangniang, are you asking for a child?" Someone joked.
Xiao Yuqian: "...I rely on me?"
Yu Mengmeng gave him a relief with a smile: "Could it be that the only way to worship Taishan Empress is to ask for a child? I don't understand at first glance, Taishan Empress is also commanding the gods of Yuefu. Observing good and evil in the world, bless all beings, and respond to Kyushu. "
"That's right, that's right!" Xiao Yuqian blushed when she saw the goddess speak for him, "Ah, compared to the Goddess Temple on the Golden Peak Miaogan Mountain in the west of Beijing, which one is better?"
"It's a pity that you just finished the show," Lan He said, "Of course, it works in both places, but it doesn't work in both places."
Xiao Yuqian: "..."
Yu Mengmeng also has his own interpretation, "That is, sincerity is spirit!"
Someone respond to go along.
Yu Mengmeng said: "Then whoever has agreed to go, the local people told me that you can't just make a wish to go to Mount Tai, or the empress will be angry. Besides, there are several kinds of people who can't go to Mount Tai."
Originally, some people just wanted to rest, but Yu Mengmeng said there were taboos, but it made them aroused and asked if they could go.
"Hey, the first type is that children from Mount Tai can't go. It's the same as the rules of Miaogan Mountain. If your mother tied a baby in the Niangniang Temple to ask for a child, then you can't go up, because you This is the boy next to the niangniang, maybe the niangniang misses you, she will take you back as soon as she sees it." Yu Mengmeng's eloquence was quite good, and the atmosphere of the scene became mysterious.
Many people don't know this, and they whispered, becoming more and more interested, "Then who else is there? Can you go with the eight characters?"
Yu Mengmeng said solemnly: "There are still some people who can't go, such as heart and lung diseases, high blood pressure, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases..."
Everyone: "..."
They burst out laughing.
Yu Mengmeng regained her agile expression and asked Song Qiyun again, "Director, where are you going?"
Song Qiyun asked Lan He first: "...Are you going?"
Everyone thought that Director Song was really kind to Lan He, and he even asked for his opinion when he climbed the mountain. Where do you know that Song Qiyun is purely pondering, isn't this Lan He's nest, it's inappropriate not to let him go.
Lan He: "It's okay to climb mountains."
"It means burning incense, we understand you." Xiao Yuqian patted Lan He on the shoulder, the famous atheist.
Lan Shan smiled shyly.
"Lan He is really a good actor." The camera boss came over, and after filming the scene just now, he felt that Lan He's acting skills were very delicate, and he had some thoughts.
"Yes, that's great." Song Qiyun walked away expressionlessly.
…
The crew originally had the scene to pick up on the mountain. After picking it up, some volunteers continued to climb up and go to Bixia Yuanjun Temple to burn incense.
Many branches on both sides of the winding mountain road are tied with red ropes and pressed against stones. This is "pressing branches", that is, "pressing children", that is, pressing down the souls of descendants and making them live a hundred years old.
Dou Chunting helped Lan He and Song Futan to get the mobile phone and water with a bruised nose and a swollen face. This was the price of his mouth, and he had been a cow and a horse for his cousin for several days.
It's already like this, Dou Chunting is still not honest, "I was in a hurry that day..."
Song Futan glanced at him.
Dou Chunting changed his words: "I ran away in a hurry that day, I didn't hear what you said to my uncle, brother, can you tell me how you met, and then in Xingshuang, what happened, the first time you acted together? See you?"
Lan He felt that instead of letting Dou Chunting make up his mind, it would be better to tell him. The last time Dou Chunting made up his mind, he came up with a surrogate sadomasochism. He briefly introduced: "That was the first time I saw it in my life. You have seen it once. I have always covered my face in the underworld."
After Lan He said a few words, Dou Chunting said emotionally: "I didn't expect that in this era, I can still see the existence of blind and dumb marriages!"
Song Futan and Lan He: "??"
Dou Chunting danced: "One of you didn't say what your name was, and the other didn't see each other's face, wouldn't that mean blind marriage and dumb marriage?"
Song Futan: "..."
Song Futan: "You knew what your younger brother and sister looked like before you confessed?"
Dou Chunting: "..."
Dou Chunting slumped, he always forgot that he was an online dating faction, and was not qualified to laugh at others. But it's also the cousin's words, which made him react with hindsight before asking for help, why is the cousin's attitude so bad.
Lan He couldn't help but say: "You two are not qualified to talk to each other..."
Dou Chunting: "..."
Song Futan: "..."
Dou Chunting saw that his cousin was really silent. Absolutely, this shows the family status.
The crew was quick and slow, and they climbed to Bixia Temple one after another. Many chose to burn incense. There were also believers burning incense towers and ingots. Lan He and the others stood by and watched from a distance, only admiring the scenery and not worshipping the gods.
But he saw that in the stove outside, a piece of paper ashes fluttered in the wind, and it actually floated in front of Lan He.
Lan He stretched out his hand to hold the piece of paper ashes and looked at it.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Dou Chunting asked curiously when he saw Lan He didn't let go and stared at the paper dust.
"This is a letter from Lao Bai to me." Lan He said, "He wanted to see me but didn't dare to come. He wrote to apologize and asked me if I could promise not to hit him when we met."
Dou Chunting's eyes widened: "Really or not?" He carefully looked at Lan He's expression and patted his forehead again, "Hey, the acting is not credible."
Lan He: "..."
Dou Chunting asked Song Futan: "Cousin, do you really believe this? Is it really a letter of apology?"
Song Futan: "It's a letter, but I don't know it. Yinsi has his own font."
Lan He nodded: "Well, this is equivalent to encryption. He may feel ashamed and doesn't want to be seen by others."
He had never learned this word before, it was just like a rope, when it was impermanent, it would be self-taught without a teacher.
Dou Chunting couldn't help but say, "Fangzheng Yinsi Traditional Chinese?"
Lan He: "..."
They talked nonsense a few words, and when the colleagues of the crew finished burning the incense, they went down the mountain.
Before reaching the foot of the mountain, she heard the noise behind her. Lan He turned around and saw that she thought it was an actor from the crew who was recognized by the tourists.
When I rushed up to take a look, it was one of the crew's photographers who had fainted.
"Is there something wrong?" Lan He asked, Yu Mengmeng said before that he couldn't climb the mountain because of his health.
"I'm looking at his health card, no problem." Song Qiyun said, and asked their photography team leader, and said that the young man is tall and strong, and usually has the habit of exercising in order to carry heavy equipment.
The emergency call has already been called, and there are medical staff in the scenic spot, but everyone can't help but worry.
The colleague who was in the same room with the photographer suddenly said weakly: "I remembered one thing. Teacher Yu told me about the legend of the boy from Mount Tai. He told me that his mother went to Mount Tai to beg for a child and found him."
Everyone: "...Fuck!"
"I, I'll go, I really heard this saying." Yu Mengmeng was also stunned, "Then why is he still here?"
Colleague: "I also asked him if he was still coming, and he said why he didn't come. At that time, his father also went to the xx infertility specialist hospital at the same time. It's hard to say whether he was sent by Mother Taishan or the attending physician."
Everyone: "… "
In fact, it is not easy to say whether people usually have some chronic diseases, but it happens at this time, and this situation makes people think more.
"Let's wait for the medical staff, don't touch him yet." Lan He calmly said, "Even if you want to think in that direction, it's not like Dou Chunting's Zhang Lingjing."
"Yes, maybe just take some medicine and get an injection, everyone spread out and let him breathe." Someone greeted.
Lan He's words made people calm, but some people wondered, this Ling Judgment was painted by Zhong Kui, the old lady on Mount Tai, a relative of Zhong Kui's immediate superior... Is Ling Judgment really useful
Song Qiyun quietly found Lan He: "What the hell is going on! Just ask!"
What if someone explained it here.
Song Futan: "Be quiet."
Song Qiyun's voice was not suppressed, and someone just glanced over.
Song Qiyun hurriedly concealed her words: "Lan He, ask your doctor classmate!"
Lan He whispered: "Director Song, if you want me to ask, you have to find a place and let me die."
Song Qiyun: "..."
Lan He: "And as soon as I leave my soul, Song Futan will also be taken away, and my soul hook is tied to him."
Song Qiyun: "What??"
He was dizzy for a while, and he didn't know it yet.
I'm the lucky guy, I'm the lucky guy, Song Qiyun brainwashed herself twice and said, "Okay, I'll cover you guys, check it out quickly."
Song Qiyun especially bitterly pretended to tell them to go to a place with a good signal to call the experts.
The two went to the car, and Dou Chunting guarded them, so they were separated from their souls.
Sitting up, Lan He could still see Dou Chunting reaching out to probe the two of them's breath, and found that there was no breath at all, so she couldn't help beating Song Futan.
Lan He: "Your brother didn't think that we didn't leave so fast?"
Song Futan: "I don't have a brain to think about."
Lan He glanced again speechlessly, and floated up the mountain.
The speed of the soul body is much faster than that of the physical body. When Lan He floated outside the temple, he heard a burst of rough laughter, like a barbell, and the tone was innocent and romantic: "Hehe, hahahahaha..."
If Lan He used his body, he would definitely get goosebumps.
"It seems to be the voice of a photographer." Lan He had an impression of him, and climbed to the wall to take a look. It was true that the photographer's soul was in the courtyard, pretending to be a family drink with a group of bare-ass little dolls.
The dresses of these little dolls are very familiar. Lan He has seen them in Miaogan Mountain, and later reincarnated as Miaomiao. Their identities are self-evident.
Although it is an innocent child, because of the dim sky, and the photographer who is still laughing, and what they eat is clearly incense and candles, this scene is extraordinarily strange.
Even Lan He swallowed and gathered up his courage.
"Let's go." Lan He and Song Futan went in together, "Hello, kid, let me ask a question, when did this kid come?"
As soon as one of the bare-ass dolls saw Lan He, he rushed over: "You stay too! You stay too!"
Lan He: "Haha, don't worry, my brother is here to play with you. Answer your brother's question first. Did that kid just come here?"
He was referring to the photographer who was just silly.
The bare-ass doll said, "Yes, we just happen to be missing one person. He is our little friend. Stay and play games with us."
"Then don't play this game, can't you play asymmetrical?" Lan He asked.
The bare-ass doll didn't care so much, and took his hand, "Come on, come on."
"Wait, brother, discuss it with you, let that kid go home, and the two of us will play a very fun game with you, okay?" Lan He hugged him and asked gently.
The bare-ass little doll looked at Lan He hesitantly.
"No, then I'll leave, you guys continue to play, right?"
"No! I want you, I want you!" These bare-ass Tarzan dolls liked Lan He very much, hugging him and agreeing to exchange him.
Lan He took out his fan and slapped it at the photographer who was still silly: "My soul belongs to myself!"
…
Lao Bai climbed up from the ground. Although Lan He didn't reply, he really missed Lan He, especially when he just lost a gamble... So, Lao Bai decided to take the risk!
"Father—" Lao Bai shouted in a quiet voice, but there was no response, only the crisp laughter of the children could be heard.
Are you playing with kids? Lao Bai rubbed his hands and walked into the yard with a smile on his face, and he saw Lan He and Song Futan playing jump rope with a group of little ghosts. One! Two! Three! Come in again!"
The jumping was pretty good. The team had grown to nearly twenty dolls jumping at the same time, and no one stumbled on the skipping rope.
If you look closely, what skipping rope is clearly the soul-hungry cord allotted by Dongyue Yinsi, one Lan He's hand is in Song Futan's hand!
Lao Bai: "..."
Old Bai is stunned, in the end there are still several ways to develop our soul-sucking cable.
Lan He: "Do you need it longer? I'll make it longer. You can also jump with two ropes together. Do you dare to jump?"
Old Bai suddenly reacted and screamed: "No!!"
God fucking two ropes, and the other one wants to add the soul-hungry rope used by Lord Xie Bi'an and toss it together!
Lan He saw Lao Bai: "Huh? Why are you here?"
Lao Bai trotted stiffly with his robe and said, "Come on, please, do you want to play with the little boy?"
Lan He looked at him with a half-smile.
Lao Bai poses and tries to avoid it at any time.
"I won't hit you anymore, do me a favor." Lan He said.
Old Bai was ecstatic, "You mean, the previous thing was written off?"
Lan He nodded.
Lao Bai rolled up his sleeves: "What, you said."
Half a minute later, the rope shakers became Lao Bai and a paper figurine.
Also disliked by Tarzan Doll: "He doesn't shake well at all."
Old Bai: "Nonsense, I won the first place in the Yinsi Rope Skipping Competition."
Tarzan Doll: "Bah! My goddess never said there was such a competition!"
Lao Bai: "… "
Damn, that's pretty smart.
"How long will it take to shake?" Lao Bai turned back to look at Lan He, but Lan He had disappeared without a trace while he was chatting with Taishan Doll, and the bare-ass dolls who also discovered this did not skip the rope, and were crying. Jump on him, "It's all you, it's all you!"
This is a boy from the Niangniang Temple. He can't beat him. Some of them are very talented. In the next life, I don't know whether to be a high-ranking official or a hero. Take the belt and drag it out—
The emergency personnel felt that they were trying to rescue the collapsed photographer, and sent him to the hospital. Only then did the person wake up. However, he could not judge the cause of the disease.
The crew is busy with work, and there seems to be nothing wrong with this conclusion, but everyone still discussed about the Taishan baby and felt a little overhang.
At about this time, the company first passed a good news to Lan He. He nominated a best supporting actor for a movie award. In other words, the "Chasing" newspaper has selected many projects from several film awards. This is an award with a high gold content. In addition to him, there are also best film, best director, best actor, best cinematography... and many more nominations.
This year is not a big year for movies, this is another work carefully prepared by Liu Chunyang, and everyone has predicted the result.
The actors and staff of the crew also congratulated Lan He when they found out, and Xiao and Qian also analyzed the possibility of winning the award for a long time.
It's quite satisfying to be able to nominate Lan He. Thinking of this, this role is also related to his part-time job, and Lao Bai is not useless... By the way, I don't know if Lao Bai came out of the temple.
He thought about it, and burned some alimony for Lao Bai.
The filming in Dai'an is about to end. The crew returned to Beijing to shoot. Before returning, the staff specially reminded the group that the weather in Beijing has been bad recently, and the rain is almost constant. Everyone should prepare umbrellas and raincoats. Soup chicken.
The crew's equipment was transported back by a special car at high speed, and within a few hours, Song Qiyun had a nightmare, dreaming that the equipment and materials were lost, and had to be escorted back.
Lan Hexin said that the nightmare was not actually me, so he quickly returned to Beijing to chat with Song Qiyun, and then took the car back together.
This uncle and brother are no longer on the high-speed train, and Dou Chunting can't leave them behind. He followed them diligently, and said that with our Zhang Lingjue, and sleeping on his back, my uncle will never have nightmares again. If he is free, he will mention it, which is his pride.
Song Qiyun and another staff member were sitting in the cart, while Dou Chunting drove the car, carrying Lanhe and Song Futan.
As soon as I entered the boundary of the capital, I just crossed the boundary, and Dou Chunting suddenly I went to say: "What, what, what, what, cousin, cousin, look at it!!"
Song Futan glanced out, "Whirlwind? It's quite small." It's not a tornado, and it's unlikely that there will be a tornado in the inland, just a whirlwind as high as one person.
Lan He: "Cousin-in-law??"
Dou Chunting: "No matter how small it is, no matter how small it is, it is a whirlwind. I heard from my dad that there is a ghost whirlwind, a ghost whirlwind on the top, a ghost whirls on the bottom!" , the people you meet are naturally unlucky.
Song Futan: "It seems to be coming this way..."
Lan He: "..."
Why was he the only one who heard those two words just now
Lan He didn't have the strength to struggle anymore. He turned his head and looked at it. Indeed, the small whirlwind with the height of one person was aimed at them. Because the vehicle was moving, it also moved...
Lan He looked carefully, looked into the wind, and laughed: "I was also shocked, it's okay, it should be my family fairy who came to pick me up."
He had just entered the capital, and he was still at the border. They came, and he probably missed Lan He. Not only ghosts can ride the whirlwind, but also the immortals, it is more labor-saving here.
Dou Chunting twisted a bit: "Jiaxian, I have heard the legend of the old man Huxian Huangxian, but I haven't seen it before. Be good or not, can you… Can you give it a shot?"
Hu Huang Erxian is also the most commonly heard fairy family. Although his cousin Dou Chunting could see dirty things, he never talked to them about it. He encountered a second ghost himself, and was still very curious about the legendary Bao Jiaxian.
Lan He: "Push it?"
He looked back and forth. As soon as he got off the highway, the cars behind were far away. He opened the window and a cyclone crashed in. A huge hedgehog smashed into the car, sat up, two black beans were dizzy, it was Yiping who dared to go out.
Dou Chunting: "... Excuse me."
The author has something to say: Lan He: Don't worry, there is another fox who just finished the sewer