This is not a request, but an order!
Order!
The Night King spoke these words in a very steady tone, however, there was a feeling of calmness and prestige. For him, it seems that this kind of authority like a king is innate.
Like darkness itself.
"I... I know." In the end, Xuanyin could only answer like this: "I will listen to you, I will listen to you..."
"Very good. Tonight, I want you to accompany me to a place. I must fully develop the 'ability' of Xiahou's family within you."
The ability of the Xiahou family!
Xuanyin is very aware that this means that the ability as an actor will have the opportunity to be unblocked.
Although the script did not explain this point, she knew it very well.
"How is this going?"
So far, the filming has been going well with no NGs. At this point, acting is no longer difficult for everyone, and the reverse control of the role will also make it easier for actors to enter the play.
Yes, it is.
Soon... the script will arrange for the characters played by the actors to die. When the time comes, it's time to tamper with the script. However, in the final horror film, the cost of tampering with the script is absolutely extraordinary. And... Even if the script is tampered with, it is not easy to avoid death.
Compared with the final horror film, the so-called "Actor" title is just a joke.
Now they are the real "actors"!
The time... It's past midnight.
And the Night King brought Xuanyin to a study room.
In the study room, there are various ancient books. These books, without exception, are all written in traditional Chinese characters.
And he walked to the front of the bookshelf, took out a book from the right side of the bookshelf, and then put the book between the two books in the lower two boxes. Then, another book was placed on the top shelf of the bookshelf...
In this way, after repeating some actions, the entire bookshelf actually began to slowly move towards the back!
Then, a spacious passageway was revealed at the back!
"It looks... like in a movie."
"Follow me in."
So, Xuanyin followed the Night King into the spacious passage, and below, there was a spacious step. Then, two people walked up. At the same time, the bookshelf moved directly behind the wall to the front of the wall.
Along the way, Xuanyin didn't ask any more questions. The unquestionable tone of the Night King was tantamount to telling her that she didn't need to think about anything, and she didn't need to do anything, as long as she followed him, that would be fine.
Walking to the bottom of the steps, it has become very dark. And the Night King took out a box of matches, then lit the match, and then...
One torch after another was lit.
In this basement, there were many torches hanging on the walls.
The area of the basement is much larger than Xuanyin expected.
And she saw a long corridor extending to an unknown distance in front of her, and on both sides of the long corridor, there were independent rooms one after another.
"what is this?"
The Night King didn't say anything, but walked in the corridor, one by one... lighting the torches on the wall.
"I need your ability. The stronger your ability, the greater the chances of winning for me. Tomorrow, no, it should be 'today', the day I have been waiting for for a long time."
"You need those maps, I know."
The Night King has an unimaginable obsession with those maps. There is no doubt about this. But what do those maps mean to the Night King
"The day when Rahu devours the sun again... will be the same as that day." The Night King said coldly, "My highest expectation for you is that you can be like your grandmother."
"'Psychic'…?"
"For me, it's risky to add you to my plan. Therefore, you can't obstruct my plan, otherwise... I will kill you with my own hands."
Xuanyin is very clear... The Night King lacks trust in himself. However, it seems that because of his grandmother, he also needs himself very much.
Grandma... In my impression, when she died, no one from Xiahou's family came to see her, and it was the same when she was buried...
Everyone in Xiahou's family obviously had mixed feelings for her, but no one came to see her when she died. He didn't even send her off for the last time.
Xuanyin has little impression of her grandmother. She said very little to her grandmother. But... her father did mention to her that she resembled her grandmother when she was young. This made her feel somewhat delicate towards her grandmother. And Xiahou Tailan's grandmother... also recognized her as her grandmother. So, how similar is she to her grandmother
At this time, Xuanyin came to the door of one of the rooms. From the fence inlaid on the door, she saw the scene inside the door, which was...
A white bone!
After seeing the withered bone, Xuanyin immediately covered her mouth with her hands, showing a look of horror.
"what is this?"
The Night King said lightly: "As you can see."
"The dead... shouldn't all be buried in the tomb?"
"Yes. But there are exceptions."
exception? what does that mean
"You don't need to know that."
This sentence again! Obviously, Xiahou Night King is still hiding a lot of things.
Today... Xiahou's family will hold a ghost marriage for the two deceased! In this process, the interests of many people in this family were involved. Xiahou Night King, Xiahou Tailan, Xiahou Jiaoyan... These may be just the tip of the iceberg, and there may be more people involved in the Xiahou family clan.
What is certain is that the focus of these people's schemes is the map.
And the map, for them, obviously means a lot.
The guarantee of Xiahou Yewang's current status in the Xiahou clan is the patriarch, who is his father in name but actually his uncle. And if there is no Patriarch, I am afraid that members of Xiahou's family will gather together to attack him!
But... Xuanyin felt that what the Night King really wanted... was not the status of the Xiahou family. It's purely a gut feeling.
That so-called map... must get him something.
Grandma... had she ever helped him? No, if his grandmother was really important to him, why didn't she show up when she died
"Can you tell me something about my grandmother? Or, is this something I 'don't need to know' or... 'don't know'? Because I'm a split family?"
The Night King stared at her with still icy eyes.
"Your grandmother never told you about Xiahou's family, so why should I tell you?"
Yes. Grandma never mentioned it to her.
Before my grandmother died, what did I mention to my father? You can't let your mother know... and you can't let yourself know...
"The only thing I can tell you is..."
At this moment, the words of the Night King interrupted her thoughts.
"Your grandmother...was a 'demon'."
demon!
For Xuanyin, this word was completely unexpected for her. She thought that her grandmother was someone the Night King valued, but in fact it seemed to be quite the opposite.
So be unkind to yourself... so unkind? Even let her "get out" of Minshan
"Demon? What does that mean?"
"It's literally. You don't need to give it more meaning."
"Grandma, what did she do...?"
What have you done
The sneer on the Night King's mouth was even worse.
"Enough. What I can tell you is over. Next, let me see how much ability you have inherited from your grandmother."
Then, he pointed to the long corridor in front of him and said, "Choose a room. Any room is fine. Then, go in."
"Could it be..." Xuanyin looked at the long corridor in front of her, and said with a jerky throat, "Could it be that there is a dead bone in all the rooms above this long corridor?"
The Night King didn't nod, but he didn't veto her words either.
Xuanyin felt bursts of cold sweat start to seep from her back.
"Pick a room. I don't like repetition."
"Why? To do that?"
"I've said it... I've 'could tell you,' I've told you."
The Night King is obviously a man who doesn't talk too much. As for Xuanyin, she had no other choice.
"Then...that."
Xuanyin knew very well that it was meaningless to ask the Night King any more.
She chose the fifth room from the corridor on the right.