Chapter Eighteen
Now that Master Wen was pondering and silent, his heart was a little pounding. To be honest, even he didn't know whether these things were effective. He was just doing his best!
Fortunately, Wen Fei, a master, came with him. I think something is wrong, so he will take action, right?
But at this moment, the thin director with a long horse-faced horse-faced face came over, rubbed his hands, and smiled at Wen Fei: "Mr. Wen, I want to discuss something with you. How about asking Sister Zhao Ning to help play the role?"
Wen Fei looked over in surprise, and the director said helplessly: "There are no beauties in the movie, so where can we attract people? Especially this kind of horror movie? You have also seen the original heroine, and she is still lying in the hospital. Now..."
"I'm fine, mainly to see if you can convince them both. But isn't your movie halfway?"
This is not a problem. Everyone can see that the two sisters are very interested in making movies.
The director was overjoyed and said with a smile: "No problem, no problem. I'm just going to take a few more shots. I just happened to hear Mr. Wen and have a few new ideas. Let their sisters be the protagonists. Originally, the heroine had to be the supporting role!"
Wen Fei naturally knew that filming was quite casual at this time, and no matter how wild the director’s idea was, it didn’t matter. He didn’t care, but just said, “I’ll say it first, you don’t think about it if you’re messy things like revealing points or kissing scenes!”
While speaking, he pressed out his hand and pressed it on a tree as big as a bowl beside him. With a loud bang, the entire tree was broken and fell down.
The director's eyelids were pounding, but he heard Mr. Li finishing the knife next to him and said, "This is not a martial art, it is a magic called thunder in the palm of his hand. It can not only kill ghosts, but also hit people. When they hit people, they will end up scattering their souls!"
Wen Fei was ridiculous and terrified. He could make people lose their souls after one palm. Master Wen really doesn’t have this ability now, but Mr. Li is tactful and helps him, so Wen Fei will naturally not expose it.
The director suddenly woke up, yes, yes. I said, why did a few more people suddenly add to the crew? It turned out that they were invited to master mages. How could I get obsessed with ghosts and think of provoking him?
I felt a little relieved, but I had already spoken. At this time, I could only nod and said, "How could it be, how could it be? I am an artist! How could I take that kind of shot?"
Wen Fei said with a smile: "That's good!"
The director was so upset that he had already made up his mind. He really made up his mind to make these two women film. Not to mention showing off his spots, he could not even do a little bit of erotic movements!
"Look at Mr. Wen, you seem to be interested in making movie games?" After the director left, Mr. Li's heart moved and said with a smile.
Wen Fei did not deny it, just nodded. When he was in modern time and space, he invested in making several movies. Master Wen Da Tian always believed that the best way to spread civilization is movies.
However, in that era, Mingzhu movies were dead. There was no big development in mainland movies.
This era we are now is the golden age of Mingzhu movies! Moreover, it is easiest to launder money when making movies.
The money from Master Wen Da is the most difficult to explain, so you can naturally help launder money by making movies.
Although this director Xu was unknown in later generations, he was also very good at speaking. In addition, the two girls were very interested, but they were a little scared and unconfident. Now that they were persuaded, they happily decided to participate in the performance.
No matter what happened to Master Wen Da Tianshi. He was interested in making movies, he cared about the benefits brought to him by the movie, but he didn't want to shoot them by himself! Although Master Wen Da Tianshi didn't expect that things would eventually turn to him.
That night, Wen Fei took Zhao Ning and Mr. Li to the end of the island. He originally thought it would take a lot of verbal use to get rid of Zhao Lan, but he did not expect that he would easily keep Zhao Lan.
The night is dark. The moon is hidden among the dark clouds. From time to time, there are birds like crows croaking and screaming, which makes people feel upset.
Zhao Lan was scared and pulled Wen Fei's clothes tightly and followed Wen Fei's side.
Wen Fei gently stroked her jade back and whispered: "Don't be afraid, this time we are going to do good things. Accumulating Yin Gong will be of great benefit to you!"
Although he had been following Master Wen Da Tian for a short time, Zhao Ning's worldview had almost been reshaped. His original firm belief in materialism was not known to which Java country he had been thrown into.
"Yeah!" Zhao Ning nodded in a low voice. When he heard Wen Fei's voice and felt the heat in Wen Fei's palm, he felt much more at ease.
At this time, Mr. Li, who was shining the road with a flashlight, lowered his voice and said, "It's coming soon, look at a dock in front of you!"
When Wen Fei saw it, he vaguely saw a small pier in the distance. Several fishing boats were parked, and the largest one was probably only about fifty meters, but it was a steel-shelled fishing boat.
This made Wen Fei even more moved and he thought to himself that these fishing boats are of great use to him. It seems that if you have money, you have to find a way to buy one or two.
"Turn the dock, just below the cliff over there, that's it!" said Mr. Li.
Wen Fei nodded and heard from Mr. Li that there was a god who was not known to be worshipped by fishermen. The last time he came to film, Mr. Wan was looking for excitement with the little star.
They ran out to do something in the middle of the night, and didn't know how they blasphemed the statue. As a result, the three of them became unlucky and had not yet woken up.
Wen Fei used the Nine-Turn Divine Light Method and looked towards the cliff, but saw a dim black light that could not disperse and the sea breeze could not blow.
This is not beyond Master Wen’s expectations, and he smiled secretly. How many people can worship this small fishing village on a desolate island? How many incense is there?
Even if this thing has been surviving in this ghost place for so many years, I guess it doesn’t have much ability, right?
"ah……"
Zhao Ning accidentally saw the golden light emitted from Wen Fei's eyes, and was shocked. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands, shocked inexplicably.
Along the way, we can see from all the clues that Master Wen is definitely not an ordinary person.
But now, seeing the golden light emitted from Wen Fei's eyes with one's own eyes still shocked Zhao Ning. He pulled Wen Fei's clothes tightly with his other hand, and then he realized that Master Wen was standing beside him, not so illusory, and felt more at ease.
Wen Fei withdrew the golden light in his eyes, but Mr. Li still saw it. Hearing Zhao Ning screaming in dismay, he became nervous: "What's wrong? What did you see?"
Although Cantonese is difficult to understand, it is much easier to understand than some other dialects, such as Wenzhou dialect. Many people have been to Wenzhou for more than ten years but still cannot understand local words.
If you stay in Cantonese for a while, you will naturally understand it. Those with better language talent can even learn it soon.
Zhao Ning's talent is good. Although she can't speak, she can already understand it. When she didn't know how to say it, Wen Fei gently patted it on her shoulder and smiled and said, "It's nothing, by the way, how far is it?"
"Here, he's here." Mr. Li pointed to the cliff in front and said, "It's that place!"
Looking at the mountain, the horses died, and the cliff could be seen clearly in the night. But it took almost several minutes to run along the way.
But I saw that this cliff was quite a distance from the pier and the fishing village. It was even more weedy, and obviously few people came.
On the side of the sea, there are strange rocks and the sea water sways. On this protruding side of the shore, a small shrine was seen, only one person tall.
However, a stone statue was enshrined inside, and the flashlight shone through it. It was vaguely seen that it was a monk with a strange appearance and a hat.
Wen Fei seemed to be watching intently. Mr. Li, who had been standing behind him, showed a look of struggle on his face, and after a while he turned into a ferocious look. He took out an electric shock stick from his waist and was about to poke Master Wen's waist, but he felt the pain of his wrist being pierced.
At some point, Master Wen Datian had already pinched Mr. Li's wrist holding the electric shock stick. His face was half-sprayed from the dark clouds, and it looked like a smile. It made Mr. Li's heart sink all the way to the soles of his feet!
"Ah?" Zhao Ning also noticed it and asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"
Wen Fei said with a smile: "Don't you know yet, this Mr. Li doesn't have good intentions from beginning to end!"
Mr. Li's face turned red, but not ashamed, but painful. Wen Fei's hand was pinching his wrist like an iron pliers, making his wrist bone almost break. The electric shock rod also rolled to the ground!
"Let go, let go..." Mr. Li said, "shenyin", and the cold sweat as big as beans on his head dripped.
Wen Fei smiled and said, "Okay, let me let go!"
With a click, Mr. Li's wrist bone was completely dislocated and his wrist swollen. He fell to the ground in pain and almost fainted.
Master Wen Datian smiled and said, "Do you know how I found out that you are not kind?"
Mr. Li said nothing. At this time, he was so painful that he almost fainted and could not concentrate. Where could he have the heart to take care of the other ones?
"Wen Fei," Zhao Ning couldn't bear it.
Wen Fei sneered: "This guy has bad intentions and wants to kill you. Do you want to mention this person?"
Zhao Ning was a little surprised for a moment and couldn't speak. He had always looked at Mr. Li with kindness, but he never expected that this would happen! For a moment, he was a little unbelievable that Mr. Li could do such a thing.
Master Wen Da has never had a good temper. He went up and kicked the guy, and sneered: "You think, did Master I wrong you?"
Mr. Li was so painful that the sweat dripped down, and Wen Fei kicked it on his wrist again, and suddenly screamed in pain as if he was slaughtering a pig.
Chapter completed!