Three or five days passed, and Zhang Mingxuan brought a group of people outside the shooting town.

Zhang Mingxuan clapped his hands and said happily in front of everyone: "Today is a great day, and history will remember this moment because the world's first movie is on the way."

The three demon kings of the Cheng family looked excited, and Zhang Jun glanced at Wang Qing from time to time with a book basket on his back, and the demons looked curious.

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand and said with great enthusiasm: "The filming of the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" has begun, and all departments are in place."

A group of people looked at Zhang Mingxuan in a daze, his feet still motionless.

Zhang Mingxuan said angrily: "Invisible, set up a photo stone, in the sky, the distance, the close-up, and the place for me. Ning Caichen, set off for me!"

The crowd moved instantly, and the ghost servants disappeared into the air one by one.

Ning Caichen took the first step solemnly under Zhang Mingxuan's anticipated gaze.

"Ka! Ning Caichen, what's going on with you? Can't walk? What does it mean to be with the same hands and feet? Let's start over." Zhang Mingxuan shouted angrily.

Zhang Jun glanced at Zhang Mingxuan in shame and started again.

The three demon kings of the Cheng family pointed at Ning Caichen's awkward look and laughed.

Zhang Mingxuan glared at them and said, "Shut up."

The three of them immediately covered their mouths, looking like I was a good person.

"Ning Caichen, why are you nervous? Just pretend that there is no one around, don't look around."

"I'll go, who's the extras I'm looking for? Wouldn't the robbers?"

Cheng Chumo laughed and said, "My servant."

Zhang Mingxuan glared at him and said angrily: "Start again."

For a moment, the entire set was shrouded in Zhang Mingxuan's majesty. From martial arts coach Jiang Jinxi, special effects Li Qingxuan, to photography ghosts, they were scolded by Zhang Mingxuan. Li Qingxuan was so angry that she was itchy. She clenched her fists and loosened them, loosened them and clenched them. Of course, Zhang Mingxuan didn't notice this, and her mind was full of thoughts on the actors.

"Xiahou, what are you showing off? You are not asking you to show off your skills." Zhang Mingxuan scolded again.

Under Zhang Mingxuan's strict requirements, the shooting progress was very slow. Fortunately, everyone felt more and more. With the active cooperation of the county magistrate, the speed was gradually increased.

A group of people crawled into the mountains and forests and squatted for a whole week. This week, not only had to film, but also wrote novels. They also had to fly back to deliver manuscripts and put cards on their phones! They were so tired.

Zhang Mingxuan and others walked out of the forest tiredly, but their faces were filled with relief. The filming was over!

When he returned to Chang'an City, Zhang Mingxuan entered the room without stopping, began to edit and insert music in his heart.

Lying on the bed, looking at the picture of walking in front of me, my vision began to blur, my eyes became heavier and heavier, my head tilted, gameover!

The next day, the sun was rising, and Zhang Mingxuan woke up in a confused way, opened the door, narrowed his eyes in an instant against the sun, and put his hands in front of his eyebrows. It was so late!

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at the empty yard and turned to walk towards the bookstore.

In the counter in the bookstore, Li Qingxuan was bored playing with his cell phone.

Zhang Mingxuan glanced outside and said in surprise: "Why are there so few people today?"

Li Qingxuan didn't raise his head and said, "The Emperor Tang had a water and land Dharma Assembly. A young monk from Huasheng Temple was starting to talk. They all ran to join in the fun. I don't know what the monks were saying and chanting scriptures were good, and how could they steal vegetables be fun."

Zhang Mingxuan, who didn't care much, gradually became serious. Water and Land Dharma Assembly? Isn't this the beginning of Journey to the West? As for whether Xuanzang was from Huasheng Temple, I don't know.

Zhang Mingxuan ran out quickly, Li Qingxuan glanced at Zhang Mingxuan's back and muttered: "Bored!"

Then he smiled and said to his cell phone: "Sister Wansheng, the night pearl you posted in the group is so beautiful, please give it to me!"

Princess All Saint: Quite! This is not a night pearl, it is a real Buddha's relics, taken from the sacred country.

Xiaobai: Wow! The real Buddha’s relics! So beautiful!

Li Qingxuan: Drooling! Real Buddha's relics! The stewed soup is very delicious! It's milky white.

Princess Halloween:...

noob:……

Jade-faced Princess:...

Zhang Mingxuan asked for directions along the street, and soon afterwards he arrived at the scene of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly. A large high platform with flags flying on it, a treasure trove was flying, and a young and handsome monk sat in the upper position with a smile and talked. Monks sat in succession on both sides, closing their eyes slightly and knocking on wooden fish.

Zhang Mingxuan was surprised to find that there was another acquaintance, the representative of Shaolin Temple when crossing the Immortal Gate.

When Zhang Mingxuan looked at him, Yuantong's brow jumped slightly, opened a gap in his eyes, looked at Zhang Mingxuan, and nodded slightly and smiled.

Zhang Mingxuan also nodded with a smile on his face, and Yuantong closed his eyes again.

Zhang Mingxuan listened carefully to Xuanzang's lecture. After listening for a while, he yawned and shook his head to wake him up. How could he feel like a teacher is in class? He has no fate with the Buddha!

Zhang Mingxuan looked around boredly, and was stunned. Ten meters away, an old Taoist priest was looking at him with a smile.

Zhang Mingxuan looked away with guilt, turned his head and ran home, pretending that he didn't see it.

"My friend, where are you going?" A sarcastic voice appeared in my ears.

Zhang Mingxuan stopped helplessly, turned his head and smiled, "Master Yuan is here too! What a coincidence, did you eat it?"

Yuan Shoucheng stroked his beard and smiled: "My friend doesn't seem to want to see me, so he runs away when he sees me."

Zhang Mingxuan smiled awkwardly and said, "How is it possible? It is an honor to see a master like you, and you can't ask for it!"

"That's good. Do you have time to sit with me?"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and nodded, "I have time, I have time."

Yuan Tiangang smiled and took Zhang Mingxuan to the restaurant next to him, went straight to the second floor, and sat next to the window.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the dark crowd below and said leisurely: "What do you think of Buddhism?"

Zhang Mingxuan responded and said, "It's okay! It's better to guide others to be kind."

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've blocked this place, no one except your master can hear it. Don't be careless with me."

Zhang Mingxuan picked up a cup of tea in embarrassment, drank it, and coughed choked.

Yuan Tiangang asked curiously: "What is your master's plan?"

Zhang Mingxuan said: "How could I know his plans?"

Yuan Tiangang said to himself: "Your master shouldn't miss this opportunity. If you have any questions, come to me."

Zhang Mingxuan rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "What can you help me with those great gods?"

Yuan Tiangang laughed and said, "There are so many people who can help you, my energy is beyond your imagination."
Chapter completed!