Tadu@ As the crew started filming, Kong Sang, who was sitting on the sidelines and observing, quickly exchanged information with Zhang Lin.
What surprised Kong Sang was that the Charity Church they found out was also in the same direction as Zhang Lin's investigation.
In other words, the Mercy Church has many sales sectors including the Doryeon Club of the Kyushu branch headed by Park Soo-hong.
There is also... the even more mysterious hidden one, which is said to be the Baxian Incense production factory near Shangjing.
After thinking about it, Kong Sang habitually took out the cigarette rod and lit some dipterocarp.
Zhang Lin raised her eyebrows: "Smoking?"
Kong Sang nodded: "Strictly speaking, it is a mixture of tobacco and spices, which can suppress the taste of Eight Immortals."
"It's good to refresh your mind at ordinary times."
"Speaking of the Mercy Church, do you know anything about the gods worshiped by the Mercy Church?"
Zhang Lin was stunned, put out the cigarette butt in her hand, and said:
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"Isn't that a cult?"
"Are there any gods to worship?"
"I thought it was just under the guise of Jesus."
Kong Sang then explained to Zhang Lin what he saw in the memories of Jin Yu and Chen Yuan, the strange image wearing a beak mask on the front and holding a kerosene lamp.
Who knew that Zhang Lin's expression changed after hearing this.
"Are you...serious?"
Zhang Lin's sudden change in tone made Kong Sang and others aware that there seemed to be something subtle in it.
Just as Kong Sang was about to speak, Zhang Lin said directly:
"I see……"
"Let me tell you, how could anyone be so crazy as to come up with the idea of Eight Immortals Incense?"
"It turns out it was him..."
"This person is Sequence Three of the Ghost Story Association, codenamed Father."
"Inheriting the strange story, maybe... it's Doctor Bird's Beak."
Kong Sang frowned.
possible?
So, Zhang Lin is not sure?
Seeing Kong Sang's doubts, Zhang Lin explained:
"In the Ghost Story Association, the priest is a very special being."
"He is the elder besides the president who is codenamed King."
"However, he hated the number 'two', and he preferred 'three', so it became the third sequence."
"It seems that because of his own strength, his sense of existence is very low."
"Sense of existence?" Kong Sang showed a hint of confusion: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Lin explained: "That is to say, you never know when he will appear next to you, and you also don't know when he will leave."
"Even...as long as he is willing, you will forget what he said after he leaves."
"Many times, we need the president's assistance to record some important information he said."
"Every time the Ghost Stories Association meets, we people see a different image of the priest every time."
"There are old people, there are children, there are men, there are women."
"The only thing that remains unchanged is his beak mask."
"Only the president knows how powerful this person is."
"But... everyone's consensus is... he likes to do things that add fuel to the flames."
Tadu@ Kong Sang thought carefully about Zhang Lin's explanation.
Therefore, in the understanding of the Weird Tales Association, the priest is at least a being whose overall strength is stronger than most people.
Moreover, the sense of existence of what he does is weak, and it is more like... control of the fuzzy area between reality and illusion.
In addition, this person codenamed Father likes to give some opportunities to those who are obsessed with it and completely watch their development.
However, according to Zhang Lin, many people or forces who have risen rapidly with his help will end up disastrous at a very fast speed.
In the process, no matter how big the losses he suffered, he would rarely intervene again.
On the contrary... it's more like a "God" who observes other people's lives after being given a chance.
Such a person is worshiped by the Church of Mercy... God?
On the side, Chen Tao couldn't help but said:
"It sounds somewhat similar to the Taoist concept of Heguangtongchen."
"Together with its light and its dust, it seems as if it is pure and exists."
"It is a special method that blends in with the nature of heaven and earth without showing any sharp edges."
Kong Sang's eyebrows moved.
Is it somewhat similar to Taoist methods?
The weird aromatherapy concocted is also named after the Eight Immortals.
Is this... a coincidence?
Or is it that this doctor with a beak is the president behind the Mercy Church?
On the side, Zhang Lin snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed across her eyes:
"What a good priest. He has clearly warned me repeatedly before!"
"As long as I, gentleman, Mr. Furuyama is here, I will not be able to get involved in Kyushu."
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"The president agrees with this, yet he still dares to break the precepts!"
Kong Sang couldn't help but said: "The last person to break the precept was the lady in sequence eleven."
"How different is she from the priest?"
Zhang Lin glanced at Kong Sang strangely: "Let's put it this way, if the priest wants to kill the lady, the other party will die miserably in confusion, without the ability to fight back."
"This is... my conservative assessment."
Kong Sang nodded gloomily.
The Ghost Stories Association...
The problem of the Xiexin Cult has not been completely solved, and now there is another Ghost Story Association?
But for now, the stance of the Kaitan Association seems to be different from that of local cult organizations like the Xiexin Sect.
Such as a gentleman, such as the ancient tiger, and such as the Ripper.
Tadu@ Their position, as far as Kyushu is concerned, is not problematic.
Not far away:
"Stuck!" Director Chen stood up with a smile: "This one is very good!"
With that said, Director Chen walked up to Liu Yuyang and took advantage of Liu Yuyang just like before.
"Yuyang, thank you for your hard work."
"The one just now, the acting was great."
Liu Yuyang showed a hint of an official smile, looking very peaceful and humble, as if he didn't care at all about Director Chen's taking advantage of him.
This scene is completely different from the old beating actor that has been trending on searches.
Suddenly, the cowardly Liu Yuyang trembled all over, and there seemed to be a hint of panic in his eyes.
"Um...Director Chen, I feel a little uncomfortable. I need to run to the toilet first."
Liu Yuyang left in a hurry.
Sister Wang gave Liu Shiyu a push, and the latter followed suit as if belatedly.
Kong Sang raised his eyebrows and stood up without a trace.
He and Zhang Lin winked.
Zhang Lin nodded and did not leave with Kong Sang and the other four, but instead focused on Sister Wang.
…
In the lounge, Liu Yuyang covered his heart, his face pale and ferocious.
He had bulging veins on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and it looked like he was about to bleed from the corners of his eyes!
It was like... like a breathless beast, making a hoarse breathing sound.
Soon, Liu Shiyu also hurried into the lounge.
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"Bang" the doctor immediately locked the door.
The four Kongsang people came quietly.
"Xiao Cheng."
Zhao Xiaocheng was chewing bubble gum and suddenly clapped his hands.
Immediately, a little mouse came out of the gap in the wall not far away.
The little mouse looked unconscious, while Zhao Xiaocheng squatted down and a little milky white light appeared on his fingers.
I saw Zhao Xiaocheng drawing something on the top of the little mouse's head. As each of the exquisite shamanic words entered its body, the little mouse's eyes... seemed to have a touch of agility.
Under Zhao Xiaocheng's instructions, the little mouse sneaked into the room.
Everyone looked at each other.
After Chen Tao pasted a charm on the crack of the door without leaving any trace, everyone came to the corridor not far away.
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Zhao Xiaocheng took out the shaman drum.
At this time, there were ripples on the drum surface, and then a scene like a water mirror appeared.
In the picture, it is the perspective of the little mouse.
Liu Shiyu hurriedly took out an incense stick from her backpack.
Liu Yuyang was sitting on the sofa next to him, sweating profusely.
His body began to lose weight rapidly, his face became paler and paler, and his hands were clutching the sofa tightly.
"Still...not okay yet?!"
Liu Yuyang's words were full of dissatisfaction and pain, and his body was twisted like a fish and shrimp about to be cooked.
Liu Shiyu panicked and took out the incense burner and other items from her backpack:
"Um...please wait a moment!"
"Sister Wang said that the normal effect of the Eight Immortals Incense is too weak for you."
"If this continues, we won't be able to finish filming."
"This time, Sister Wang brings you fresh goods, but the quantity needs to be strictly controlled..."
Before Liu Shiyu finished speaking, she heard a "hissing" sound.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that the outer layer of the sofa was torn off by Liu Yuyang who used too much force.
Liu Yuyang, who looked like a madman, pushed Liu Shiyu away very roughly. Even the girl broke her head and was indifferent. Instead, she scolded loudly:
"Control! Control! Still control!"
"Do I have no money?!"
"ah?!"
"If you hadn't been able to find the purchase channel for the Eight Immortals Incense, would I be so passive now?!"
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"That person clearly told me that that antique shop has Eight Immortals Incense!"
At this time, Liu Yuyang looked completely different from the one in front of the camera.
Not only his personality, but even his appearance... have undergone great changes.
Thinking of the effect of Eight Immortals Incense, everyone understood.
Liu Yuyang is his true self now.
Although he looks like a somewhat comely young man, there is still a big gap in appearance compared to what Baxianxiang has created.
Liu Shiyu sat on the ground a little weakly, with multiple injuries on her arms.
She sobbed softly, a little aggrieved.
"Cry cry cry!"
"What's there to cry about?"
"I pay you such a high salary, but you can't even handle a small thing!"
"Well……"
With a muffled groan, Liu Yuyang seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable.
He didn't bother scolding Liu Shiyu anymore, but took out some powder from the incense tube.
In his madness, he actually inhaled the fragrance directly into his nose without any care!
Liu Shiyu suddenly became anxious:
"That's not how you smoke it!"
"It's going to be lit!"
However, Liu Yuyang had already staggered a few steps, with a hint of moaning intoxicated on his face, and then collapsed on the sofa with a "pop".
There was a hint of trance and stupidity in his smile.
However, it seems to be very comfortable.
His complexion has also improved visibly to the naked eye. Even... from a faint look, his energy seems to be better than before?
Unable to help himself, Liu Yuyang began to hum a tune.
But the strange thing is that the voice he sang... was not his own timbre!
It seemed to be a voice between a male voice and a female voice.
Moreover, the tone is high-pitched and slightly holy, but the lyrics hummed are filled with an unspeakable sense of depression.
"I listen to the appeal deep in my soul..."
"I feel the prelude between life and death..."
"I embrace despair, embrace darkness, I trample on cause and effect, trample on kindness..."
"I watched my compatriots become fertilizer, watched them gradually bloom in the soil..."
"They stand... they grow..."
"At the end, it turned into rows of jasper and green onions..."
"I smell their scent... drink their blood..."
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."
"Whenever and wherever, I devoured their flesh and blood and transformed into what I dreamed of..."
"I want to become a void existence... I want to become an unbridled existence..."
"I want to be in a desire factory where the ashes will fall forever..."
[Author's digression]: Little popular science:
Doctor Bird's Beak is not a completely empty legend.
In the Middle Ages, when the Black Death was rampant, doctors at that time would wear linen shirts and black hats to prevent infection.
Wear a mask that filters the air and looks like a beak.
Later, in order to control the Black Death, a coat made of oil-proof cloth from head to toe was invented.
This beak mask originated in 1619.
Because whenever you see this mask, you will think of Doctor Bird's Beak, so gradually, Doctor Bird's Beak has become one of the pronouns of ghost stories.