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Chapter 68 Just Hit Me Hard

Inside the bedroom on the left side of the second floor.

Meng Bai and Su Xintang lay side by side on the bed, craning their necks to stare at the phone screens in front of them.

The video playing on the screen is Zhao Yazhi's version of "The Legend of the White Snake".

Su Xintang had never seen Yu Xuanchen in human form. Looking at Bai Suzhen on the screen, she couldn't help but ask, "Will A-Chen look like this when he transforms in the future?"

"She's just a child, a little girl with a murderous aura." Meng Bai shook his head. Yu Xuanchen and Bai Suzhen's images were completely unrelated.

"How did you know?" Su Xintang asked, puzzled.

“I saw it when I used the pillow technique on her.”

"Oh~" Su Xintang nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "In the myth of Bai Suzhen, is there any description of how to transform into human form?"

"I guess not. I'll find the original story of 'Bai Suzhen's Eternal Imprisonment in Leifeng Pagoda' to read another day."

After saying that, Meng Bai suddenly remembered the pile of books downstairs and asked curiously, "Have you been reading those classics of the three religions these days?"

“Yes, I’ve been reading the ‘True Classic of Nanhua’ recently.” Su Xintang nodded, referring to the “Zhuangzi”.

"Any insights or reflections?"

"I have many feelings, but unfortunately I can't understand them yet, nor can I use them." Su Xintang shook her head.

"why?"

"My cultivation is too shallow. Do you know what's the most powerful thing in these classics? It's not those messy cultivation methods. These things can't compare to what we have back home. But there's one thing that's truly amazing."

"Which point?"

"The way of cultivating one's true nature is something that only those who have become immortals but cannot become immortals can comprehend. You can't find this on the other side of the Yellow River, because everyone knows that immortals exist there."

Only on Earth, in this contradictory world where everyone knows there are no gods, yet also believes in their existence, could such a master of spiritual cultivation be born.

Su Xintang spoke as if reciting a tongue twister, but Meng Bai was able to understand what she meant.

These classic texts are less about methods of spiritual practice and more about philosophies of life.

Only a finite and unique life can give rise to endless reflections on life.

If one is immortal or knows for certain that there will be an afterlife, one's enthusiasm for contemplating the meaning of life will obviously be much lower.

So he asked curiously, "Does this mean that these classic texts might be useful to the great gods in the celestial realm?"

"It will definitely be useful. The biggest problem with the divine path is that it is influenced by incense offerings and gets caught up in the mystery of sentient beings, gradually losing itself. If one can understand the cultivation methods of these ancient masters on Earth, perhaps one can escape the mystery and get out of trouble."

As she spoke, Su Xintang suddenly sighed, "If Lu Guang had been taught a copy of 'Free and Easy Wandering' by the True Man of Nanhua, he probably wouldn't have ended up with such a tragic fate."

At this point, the two ended the conversation and continued reading "The Legend of the White Snake" to prepare for entering the Treasure Pavilion.

Besides "The Legend of the White Snake", Meng Bai also plans to take Su Xintang to see the extended story of "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl".

One night, just like that, passed.

The next morning, Su Xintang, dressed in loose-fitting training clothes, stood in an open space in the village, leading a group of people in practicing Tai Chi sword, including the old and the young, men and women.

The bald man who had previously asked Grandma Xiulian to go see a doctor, and the young girl were also among them.

Meng Bai then realized that these two were not only Grandma Xiulian's neighbors, but also people in charge of the village. The bald man was the village head (similar to a village chief).

Originally, the village elders would get up early to practice swordsmanship to strengthen their bodies.

Later, when Su Xintang was practicing various martial arts routines in the yard following videos, she was discovered by the bald village head. As a result, Su Xintang became the "head instructor of the village".

Holding his camera, Meng Bai began to seriously film Su Xintang teaching Tai Chi sword, in order to accumulate video material for the future.

Last time they came, they had to keep it a secret, but this time they don't have to. Everyone who knows Su Xintang now knows they work in self-media.

The village head, who is bald, even hoped that the blooming of the Su Xin Tang would help promote the local specialty.

That's why Meng Bai had contacted the bald village chief a few days earlier, who provided him with the necessary assistance for filming. After a flurry of activity, it was around 10 a.m.

Meng Bai received a call from the car rental company. They had rented a crane to lift the wires, and the crane had arrived. The cost was calculated by the day.

Good heavens, this spectacle immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.

In the afternoon, when the stunt team, along with their filming crew, and the Taipei stylist and makeup artist that Meng Bai had contacted online, arrived, they were all there.

Even Su Xintang was surprised, repeatedly asking in her mind, "Such a grand spectacle, how much did this cost?"

"The main expense is the stunt team; the crane, makeup artist, and stylist are minor costs. Oh, and we also spent some money on Zhao Yazhi; we gave her a cameo appearance," Meng Bai said.

"Where did you get so much money? Didn't you say you were still in the early stages?"

"It's just the beginning, but those rich ladies in Hong Kong are willing to pay upfront. Damn it, I feel like they're more interested in me than in the jade lotus root paste! I've gone from being a freebie on a pornographic DVD to a gigolo!" Meng Bai had a headache just thinking about it.

Shaking off his troubling thoughts, he continued, "In short, don't worry about money. The path to start-up capital has been paved. Once you become famous, there will be even more ways to make money."

“Okay.” Su Xintang said, taking Meng Bai’s hand. She didn’t say anything like “thank you for your hard work”, as it was unnecessary for the two of them.

As the two were talking, Zhuo Weihua, the leader of the martial arts team who had dealt with Meng Bai before, stepped forward.

He warmly shook hands with Meng Bai and said, "Mr. Meng, everyone is here. Let's have a rehearsal today. If all goes well, we can start filming tomorrow or the day after."

After saying that, he looked at Su Xintang and continued, "This must be Miss Xia Tang? Wow, what a perfect match!"

Su Xintang's new identity has been changed from "Xia Qingqing" to "Xia Tang".

"You flatter me." Meng Bai laughed heartily.

"My brother is installing the wires. If Miss Xia is okay, I'll have someone come over and rehearse the moves with her first, and I'll explain the action design from the side," Zhuo Weihua asked tentatively.

“Okay.” Meng Bai nodded.

"Ah Ming, Ah Ming, bring some things over and lend a hand." Zhuo Weihua turned and called out to a dark-skinned, muscular young man.

This person is Wang Ming, who previously complained about not wanting to work with popular celebrities.

When he heard his boss calling him, he forced a smile and jogged over.

When he arrived and saw Su Xintang's appearance, he knew this job wouldn't be easy. With that kind of look, let alone any training, had she ever even swept the floor at home?

If we keep practicing moves, will I end up making her cry?

The others were naturally unaware of his inner thoughts, and Zhuo Weihua then asked Meng Bai for confirmation: "You said before that Miss Xia has a foundation, right?"

“Yes, so don’t hide it. Design it in a beautiful and gorgeous way.” Meng Bai nodded. He didn’t show the previous videos to Zhuo Weihua because he didn’t want those videos to appear in front of anyone again.

So he only verbally introduced it to Zhuo Weihua.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhuo Weihua suggested, "Then, Miss Xia, why don't you use the method you're most familiar with first, and slowly practice a set of moves with A-Ming? I'll see how good your basics are."

After saying that, he handed Su Xintang a practice sword wrapped in soft material.

Su Xintang took the sword, looked at Wang Ming opposite her, and really didn't know how to make a move.

Seeing this, Wang Ming said, "It's alright, this sword is soft. Just hit me with all your might, don't worry about hurting me."

"Are you sure?" Su Xintang was taken aback.

"Of course, Miss Xia, we are professionals."

"Stop fooling around, go easy on them, don't hurt them," Meng Bai quickly reminded him.

“Hey, Mr. Meng, there’s no need for that. If you want the fight to look good, you have to strive for maximum realism.” Wang Ming immediately raised his hand to deny Meng Bai’s statement.

Then, he took two steps back, holding a prop sword as well, signaling to Su Xintang that she could make her move.

(End of this chapter)