I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

Liuli City, Chaoge City, and various film and television bases.

As night falls, the quaint town lights up and becomes bustling with activity. All you see are people dressed in exquisite ancient costumes, as if you have traveled back to thousands of years ago.

Cheng Xuansi shook his head to dispel his curiosity and looked at everyone with a serious expression.

Not far away, a familiar figure rose into the air. He was wearing a green embroidered robe with a green jade ribbon, and holding a silver folding fan in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, a group of extras in black fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

Cheng Xuansi accidentally made eye contact with the cool and handsome Shen Qiu, and both of them looked away awkwardly and tacitly.

"Can you see anything?" Zhu Ziye beside him asked softly.

"There is nothing unusual for now." Cheng Xuansi moved to the side of the street calmly.

Zhu Ziye followed closely behind: "Are you hungry? How about I take you to eat something first."

Cheng Xuansi was almost forced into a corner, his eyes turned cold: "Please respect yourself."

I used to enjoy teasing Ji Chen, but now that he has fallen into this situation, it suddenly doesn’t seem so fun anymore.

Zhu Ziye leaned his hands on the wall and held Cheng Xuansi in his arms, their lips close to each other.

"Fifty million."

Cheng Xuansi's veins bulged and he pushed hard.

Whoever wants to make this money can make it, I won’t accompany you!

Ji Bin, just wait for me...

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise, and Shen Qiu, who was hanging on the wire, fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Cheng Xuansi rushed over with a few jumps and caught Shen Qiu steadily at the moment when he was about to hit the ground.

"Ka! Props team! How did you check the equipment?" the director yelled angrily.

The actors are from another company, and if anything goes wrong they will have to pay a huge amount of money.

The woman with black glasses trembled and said, "I swear I checked it..."

The director slumped down on the chair in frustration. Here it comes again! To put it bluntly, it was that dirty thing that didn't allow him to film!

He rubbed his forehead irritably, staring at the young man who came to rescue him. The man turned around and the director's eyes lit up.

"you are?"

"The 25th generation descendant of the Taoist ghost exorcist." Cheng Xuansi's immortal temperament makes people believe in him.

"I invited him here." Zhu Ziye walked closer slowly.

The director looked regretful, he thought if it was an extra, they could have a chat.

He stood up with a wry smile, looking embarrassed: "Gentlemen, this cannot be filmed..."

Zhu Ziye nodded slightly: "Call it a day, go to Zunfang, order whatever you want to eat."

"Okay." The director agreed promptly and led a group of people to pack up.

Zhu Ziye waved to Yan Fei, who was dressed in demon costume in the distance, and said, "Come and have dinner together."

Yan Fei knew very well that he would not be given time to remove his makeup, this was exactly the look he wanted to see, so he stood up silently.

Cheng Xuansi ignored Zhu Ziye's inviting gaze, took out a compass that cost ten yuan and started walking around. At this moment, his arm was grabbed by someone. He turned his head and saw a hint of help in Shen Qiu's eyes.

Cheng Xuansi sighed, put away the compass, and followed the crowd helplessly.

"Do you know each other?" Zhu Ziye naturally held Yan Fei's hand, and the latter lowered his head in silence.

"I know him." Shen Qiu said lightly.

Zhu Ziye said no more. With a "snap" sound, the jade fan hit his wrist crisply, and his five fingers suddenly felt numb and weak. Yan Fei took the opportunity to retract his hand and stood behind Cheng Xuansi.

Zhu Ziye rubbed his wrist, not caring about it, just tilted his head and looked at Yan Fei.

"I heard that you offended the Sheng family and your life is not going well."

Yan Fei was shocked.

"I'm not afraid of the Sheng family. Do you want to come to my place?" Zhu Ziye was blatantly trying to steal someone's girl.

Shen Qiu reminded coldly: "He is Jin Yu's man."

Zhu Ziye smiled and said, "I will pay the penalty in full in one lump sum, and I will also go to the Sheng family."

He stared at Yan Fei, his tone full of temptation: "What do you think? You must seize this rare opportunity."

Yan Fei was shaken, he knew that Zhu Ziye was the one underneath, and it was the same thing as having sex with a woman, just with a different gender.

He would do anything as long as he could return to his previous luxurious and glamorous life.

Yan Fei nodded with a firm look.

Seeing this, Cheng Xuansi stopped interfering and pushed Shen Qiu, who had a grim look on his face, forward.

"Zhu Ziye is a person with special abilities, right?" Shen Qiu said in a deep voice.

"How did you know that?" Cheng Xuansi looked indifferent. He gently opened his folding fan and flipped it up and down, immersed in the ancient-style town.

Shen Qiu glanced at Zhu Ziye who was kissing Yan Fei, and found that the two had fallen far behind. Then he said, "On the first day of filming, he gave Yan Fei and me a wooden handmade model. Almost no one would give such a thing as a gift, especially for someone of his status."

Zhu Ziye obviously had ulterior motives towards them. He could have given them common items such as diamond watches, clothes, flowers, etc., but he chose to give them a wooden man without any features. It was hard for Shen Qiu not to be suspicious.

Cheng Xuansi paused, his face solemn: "Where are the things?"

"Throw it away." Seeing him like this, Shen Qiu was glad that he noticed something strange: "What is the use of the wooden man?"

Cheng Xuansi said word by word: "Soul exchange, controlled by him."

Shen Qiu was about to turn back and bring Yan Fei back, but Cheng Xuansi raised his hand to stop him: "People have to pay the price for their choices."

"He knows nothing." Shen Qiu said firmly: "If he knew, he would definitely not choose this path."

"No way?"

Cheng Xuansi said in a deep tone: "He will gamble on Zhu Ziye's conscience. He thinks that as long as he listens to him, Zhu Ziye will not do anything to him."

"You are not him. You can't just make up your mind based on your own assumptions." Shen Qiu strode towards the two people who were in a heated relationship.

Cheng Xuansi leaned on the railing of the wooden bridge and waited quietly. Not long after, Shen Qiu returned with his head hung.

"What do you mean?" Cheng Xuansi asked knowingly.

Shen Qiu rubbed his nose helplessly: "Zhu Ziye said he would not do that. The wooden man he sent before was not tampered with. To him, the soul of the original owner is more interesting than the counterfeit. Yan Fei believed it."

Hearing this, Cheng Xuansi curled the corners of his mouth, pinched the fan ribs and slowly swayed it, as if he was holding Zhuge Liang's feather fan and scarf, and the confidence that was hit by Yun Wang gradually returned.

"Is there any evil spirit on the set?" Shen Qiu said gloomily.

"No." Cheng Xuansi looked around and did not see any aura of resentment or evil. The ring did not show any chaotic magnetic field that distorted the space. There was only one answer left.

"Man-made."

Shen Qiu was startled, and then calmly analyzed: "There are only a few families in Liuli City who dare to disrupt the other families. If we pick out the ones who have had conflicts with us..."

"His ex-wife." Cheng Xuansi suddenly closed his feather fan: "After being a gay wife for so many years, it's understandable that she feels dissatisfied when she sees you filming this kind of subject."

"Understand?!" Shen Qiu raised his voice unconsciously: "Should homosexuals die?"

If Cheng Xuansi hadn't arrived in time, he would probably have fallen to death.

Cheng Xuansi said slowly: "This is what pioneers are like. If you are afraid, I can take you back."

Shen Qiu turned his head and said, "No need. I want Yun Wang to see my determination."

boom--

Cheng Xuansi felt as if struck by lightning. The feather fan slipped from his palm with a crisp sound. His clear thoughts became a mess at this moment.