The two of them walked along the sheep's intestine path one after another. After a turn, they suddenly became clear.

In this dense forest, there is actually an ancient manor.

The manor covers a vast area and is brightly lit, just like a giant beast crawling in the mountains and forests.

only……

Fang Zheng looked back with some confusion.

I was probably not far from here just now, so why didn’t I see this manor?

"Young Master, please."

While puzzled, the two of them had already arrived at the main entrance of the manor.

The gate faces north and south, and there are two large lions on the left and right. There are plaques engraved with two large characters hanging on the red-lacquered gate.

It seems to be the Zhao Mansion, but it is a little different.

I walked up several steps, and before I could knock on the door, the door opened to the left and right.

Four women wearing ancient pink skirts came out and respectfully led the two into the room.

"This...this..."

Fang Zheng was dazed and smiled and said, "You guys in the crew are too immersed in the show, right?"

"It's really not necessary."

"Young Master is joking again."

The lead man lowered his head and chuckled, his voice as slowly as ever.

At the same time, he spoke to a woman with his head in his arms: "I ask the official for instructions. This young man is indecent clothes and should not go to the guest hall."

"yes!"

The woman put her hands around her waist, made a standard blessed body, and then moved and retreated.

"Young Master, please!"

The leader did not turn around and continued to walk forward with the lanterns, and the remaining three women also surrounded him.

As we got closer, we could see that the three women's faces seemed not very good, a little pale, and their eyes were a little dull.

Being surrounded by several people, Fang Zheng subconsciously felt uncomfortable, so he could only laugh dryly and continue moving forward.

The group walked nearly a hundred steps and came to the Second Courtyard. After stepping through the stone wall of the gate, a row of guest rooms came into view.

Soon, three more girls came over, and in front of them was the one who had just left.

But she just left empty-handed, but now she walked over with her clothes in her hands.

"Manager Liu."

The woman came closer, bowed to the guide, and spoke slowly: "This is the clothing given by the official."

"Thank you."

Fang Zheng hurriedly thanked.

I don’t know if it was because the sky was getting darker, but his hands and feet were already cold and his body was trembling.

However, after his eyes fell on the clothes, his expression became a little awkward again.

"That..., do your crew have modern clothes?"

The lead man slowly turned around with a lantern holding it, and his expression was a little stiff: "Don't worry, young master, they will help you change your clothes."

"No, no!"

Fang Zheng waved his hands repeatedly and smiled bitterly: "You are so polite, I can just wear it alone."

"That's OK."

The guide no longer insisted and signaled to the guest room next to him, saying, "Young Master can go in and change your clothes."

"Okay, thank you."

Fang Zheng nodded and thanked him again. Then he took the clothes he handed over, and entered the guest room.

"Crack..."

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the door closed.

For some reason, the eyes of those outside made Fang Zheng feel very uncomfortable.

"Ancient costume!"

He looked down at the clothes on his hands, and shook his head speechlessly.

He put his clothes on the table and was about to take off his "beggar's uniform" when he stopped.

Looking around, the guest room was clearly empty, but the feeling of being stared at was lingering.

Frowning, Fang checked the room and found no camera or anything like that.

"It should be because I've been too nervous and a little sensitive in the past two days."

After muttering in a low voice, he began to take off his "beggar's clothes" and pick up the costume in front of him.

It can be seen that the crew here is very particular.

The clothes, pants, shoes and socks on the hands are all ancient styles, not modern people's antique methods.

The sky-blue-shaped silk shirt with a patterned trousers and gray cloth straight-leg pants were almost the same as what Fang Zheng saw in the museum.

The long gown is fixed with an old-fashioned trouser, and the pants do not have a belt, but a strip of white cloth.

There was a strange thing tied to one end of the cloth strip, which seemed to be called a hook.

Put loose pants on, wrap them around your waist with a cloth strip, and tie them with a hook. This is how the ancients wore them.

A pair of round-mouthed cloth shoes, the shoes are very new, but the shoe size is two sizes smaller than square, so it can only be used as slippers.

He had just put on his shoes when a sound came from outside.

"Young Master, you can change your clothes."

The guide said, "The living room has prepared wine and food, and my official is waiting for the young master."

Wine and food!

"Guru..."

Fang Zheng touched his stomach, and his throat couldn't help but roll a few times.

"Just come!"

After responding, he stepped open the door and said, "You don't have to be so polite. I'm already very grateful to borrow this outfit from me."

The guide did not respond, but bowed toward the backyard and pointed: "Young Master, please follow me."

"All right."

Fang Zheng was just polite. In fact, after eating wild fruit for two days, he was already hungry.

While walking forward, he asked curiously again: "What scene will your crew make? Is this an immersive experience? Is it really dedicated!"

"Is it a movie or a TV series? When it is released, I will definitely support it!"

"By the way, can you lend me a phone number first? My phone is gone."

The lead man said nothing, and the women following him lowered their heads and said nothing.

This made Fang Zheng feel embarrassed and a little nervous.

"Who!"

Just then, a masculine roar came from the front.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when the roar sounded, Fang happened to see the figures of the people around him shaking.

"When the hero returns, a young man is lost in the mountains. The villain is ordered by the officials to lead him over."

The lead man hurriedly replied.

"get lost?"

The shadows swayed in front of him, and two men with swords on their waists, one tall and one short, walked over side by side.

Seeing the two, Fang Zheng finally realized something was wrong!

I saw the two of them wearing ancient style outfits, with long hair tied up high, one tied with a cloth strip and the other fixed with a wooden hairpin, as if something was on their heads.

That's...a bun?

Fake?

wrong!

Fang Zheng Anan shook his head.

Their clothes are wrong, their dresses are wrong, and even their every move seems to be incorrect!
To be continued...