The little fox of the actor's house

In the most prosperous part of the East District, there is a street named Maple Leaf Street. On the surface, Maple Leaf Street is just a cold street that few people know, but in fact it has a lot of famous places.

Maple Leaf Street is actually the entrance to the demon market. There is an enchantment outside the street, which is opened twice a month. Only the first and fifteenth nights of the Lunar New Year can enter the demon market.

Today is the first day of the new year, the day when the barrier on Maple Leaf Street was opened, Ye An covered himself under a black cloak, and entered the barrier with all the demons.

Inside the enchantment, there is a hole in the sky, towering maple trees stand between the roads, and there is no end to it at a glance, only maple red is everywhere, the night wind blows, blowing the maple leaves slowly drifting down, and one of them landed on Ye An's shoulder.

The maple trees here will not be affected by the changes of the four seasons. No matter what time of day, it will always be like this in the demon city, and the maple trees standing neatly on both sides of the road represent a shop.

Ye An took off the fallen leaves from his shoulders, and said to it, "Fusheng Pavilion."

Maple Leaf got the order, flew out of Ye An's hand, and led him forward. After walking for about 10 minutes, Maple Leaf stopped in front of a maple tree and slowly fell to the ground.

Ye An approached the maple tree, and saw a faint spiritual light flashing on the tree, with the word "Fusheng" engraved on it.

Ye An put his hands on it, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he was standing in an ancient building.

Ye An looked around, the building was very quiet, and he didn't see any figure. Just when he was about to call out, a pale hand stretched out from behind the counter.

That hand gripped the counter tightly, as if struggling, and then a man stood up from behind the counter.

This person is dressed as a scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand, his complexion is pale, without blood, this person should be Meng Fusheng, the owner of the Fusheng Pavilion.

Seeing Ye An, Meng Fusheng clasped his hands in apology, "Your guest is coming, I'm sorry."

Ye An took off his hat and confirmed, "Your Excellency is Pavilion Master Meng?"

Meng Fusheng's eyes stopped on Ye An's face for a moment, and he said with a smile: "The Fusheng Pavilion has always been taken care of by the next person."

After confirming the identity of the other party, Ye An went straight to the point and directly stated his intention of coming, "To be honest, I came here to ask the pavilion master for help."

"It's easy to say." Meng Fusheng opened the folding fan and shook it casually, "But child, since you dare to come, it proves that you know the rules in my pavilion. It's just the price, can you afford it?"

"You're overthinking." Ye An said calmly, "I just want to ask you to help transform a magic weapon. For the rest, I will do my best and obey the destiny."

"Oh?" Meng Fusheng became interested when he heard the words, "What magic weapon do you want me to help you transform?"

Ye An raised his hand, and there was something extra in his palm. Meng Fusheng took a closer look, and it was a small white jade bottle.

Meng Fusheng was thoughtful, "This is a rare treasure, isn't it a pity to ruin it like this?"

The jade bottle flew out of Ye An's hand and landed firmly in Meng Fusheng's hand. Ye An withdrew his hand and said, "Other treasures are not so powerful."

"That's right." Meng Fusheng shook his head, he didn't know whether he was pitying this treasure or something else, he raised his eyes to look at Ye An, "I can help you transform the magic weapon, but what do you want to exchange with me? "

Ye An lowered his eyes and said, "I have saved my life savings in exchange, how about it?"

Meng Fusheng smiled and shook his head, "The most important thing in Fusheng Pavilion is money."

Meng Fusheng put away his folding fan, stared at Ye An with great interest, and after a while, Meng Fusheng said: "Little fox, trade your blood for me."

Ye An suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Fusheng defensively.

"Don't be nervous." Meng Fusheng knew that this topic was too sensitive for Ye An, and explained: "The pavilion has its own rules, and no customer information should be disclosed. I will naturally keep your business a secret, but..."

Meng Fusheng made it difficult for him, "Fusheng Pavilion never accepts useless things, and there will be people who are destined to take away the collected items in the future. I have no right to use them."

After hearing this, Ye An pondered for a moment, and said, "How much do you want?"

"It doesn't need a lot." Meng Fusheng waved his hand, and a dagger and a half-finger-high glass bottle appeared in front of him, "Just fill it up."

Without hesitation, Ye An stepped forward and cut open his palm with a dagger. Warm blood immediately overflowed from the wound and flowed into the glass bottle.

When the glass bottle was filled with blood, Ye An wiped the wound with his fingertips, and the palm returned to its original state. Meng Fusheng put away the small bottle of blood, and said with a smile, "Fusheng Pavilion took over this business."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

After Ye An thanked Meng Fusheng, he left the Fusheng Pavilion, there was an endless stream of monsters coming and going in the monster market, Ye An didn't want to stay longer, and walked out of the enchantment quickly.

Back home, Ye An went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed. When he was drowsy, Ye An suddenly thought of something, and reached out to grab the phone beside the bed.

Ye An opened WeChat, clicked on the chat interface with Qin Lang, and sent a message.

Ye An: Bro, the movie is finished.

After a while, Qin Lang called directly, Ye An settled down, swiped the screen to connect, "Hello."

Qin Lang's voice came from the phone, "Why haven't you slept so late?"

Ye An was stunned, and looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock!

Ye An hurriedly said: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time, I didn't mean to disturb you."

"I'm just asking you why you don't sleep so late." Qin Lang thinks that Ye An is a good person most of the time, but he's a bit overthinking and always prone to distractions.

Ye An said casually: "I just read the script for a while, but I didn't pay attention to the time, and it turned out to be so late."

Qin Lang said: "What script?"

"A movie with two male protagonists." Ye An had already read the script and memorized the plot, so Ye An talked about it with Qin Lang.

After listening, Qin Lang asked: "Who is playing your boyfriend?"

"I don't know yet." Ye An said, "But it won't start until October, so it shouldn't delay the shooting."

"October..." Qin Lang asked again, "Then what is your specific work arrangement for the past month or so?"

"The next thing is to record a variety show." Ye An said: "The rest is just some scattered work. It won't be very busy, but it won't be idle."

Qin Lang understood.

"What about you?" Ye An asked, "What's next?"

"I plan to rest for a while." Qin Lang half-truthfully joked, "I'm getting older, and I don't have as much energy as you young people, and I don't have the mind to run every day."

Hearing this, Ye An couldn't help but want to complain.

Is 31 very old?I am more than 310 years old. In the eyes of the big bosses, I am still a child, and you are at best a younger brother.

Qin Lang on the other side of the phone couldn't see Ye An's expression, and didn't know that Ye An was complaining about him, so he could only say: "It's late, go to bed early, and don't stay up late."

"Okay." Ye An responded, and said good night to Qin Lang, and then hung up the phone.

On the other side, Qin Lang, who was persuading others to go to bed early, had no intention of going to bed at all. He leaned on the sofa, tapped his finger on the phone once and for all, concentrating on thinking about something.

After sitting for a while, Qin Lang got up and went back to the room, and dialed his manager's phone number.