Bai Yueguang, he closed the crematorium [Quick Transmigration]

The door opened, and Shen Guo saw Lin Fubai's clean and handsome face, delicate and small, with some youthful vigor and innocence, he is the most fashionable younger brother type fresh meat at the moment.

But no matter in terms of appearance or eyes, it is definitely not his A Xing.

Very good, I know the script by heart, so I am using it to fool myself now.

After closing the door ruthlessly, Lin Fubai quickly reached out to stop him: "Hey, Mr. Shen, don't get me wrong, I didn't deliberately trick you out."

"Say something quickly, at most three sentences." Shen Guo didn't pay attention to this shrewd young junior at all, he was so bored that he didn't have time to deal with others.

Lin Fubai quickly said: "I heard that you are too deep into the drama to get out, so I want to comfort you."

Shen Guo didn't lift his eyelids: "There are two more sentences."

"Mr. Shen, I don't mean anything malicious, I want to help you."

Shen Guo broke his hand against the door, expressionless: "The last sentence."

Lin Fubai didn't agree, and raised his hand in surrender: "Director Zhang said that I played Su Xingzhi, and you will have many questions to ask me."

"Sorry, I don't have any questions to ask you." Shen Guo closed the door calmly, "Thank you for your kindness, I don't want to be disturbed by anyone right now. After three sentences, you can go, goodbye."

"Hey, Teacher Shen, Teacher Shen!" Seeing that Shen Guo really wanted to close the door, Lin Fubai felt a little anxious for a moment, stretched out his hand to the side of the door, and was caught in the middle, "Ah, it hurts!"

Shen Guo didn't expect him to be so persistent in blocking the door, and he didn't show any mercy when closing the door. Seeing that someone was trapped, he hurriedly opened the door, and saw that Lin Fubai's hand was already red from being trapped.

He frowned, and said in a low voice, "He's an artist after all, why doesn't he know how to protect himself?"

"I, I'm a little impatient." Lin Fubai was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he raised his hands pitifully, "Mr. Shen, you don't want me to go back like this."

Shen Guo sighed helplessly.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Guo took out the medicinal wine that had been dusty in the house for a long time, and absent-mindedly painted it on Lin Fubai.

"Mr. Shen, you really seem to be a different person." Lin Fubai looked up at Shen Guo with a flickering expression in his eyes, "You were not so indifferent to me in the crew before."

"What was I like at that time?" Shen turned his head without raising it.

Lin Fubai thought about it carefully: "At that time you were very gentle, and everyone called me Ah Xing in and out of the play... In short, you were very kind to me, and you won't turn your face and deny people like you are now... ...."

In the end, his voice gradually weakened, and he looked at Shen Guo tentatively.

Shen Guo still didn't look up, threw the cotton swab after wiping off the medicinal wine into the trash can, and slowly packed the medicine box: "The show is over, why are you so kind to listen to Zhang Qi's words and come to me and help me treat my illness?"

Lin Fubai hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and pursed his lips before saying, "Actually, Director Zhang didn't ask me to come. I heard about you and wanted to come to you."

"Why?" Shen Guo looked at him, leaning on the back of the sofa relaxedly, still expressionless. In the one month since the incident, he has basically had no other emotions. The whole person seems to be living in an illusory world , I hope that the illusion will end as soon as possible, so that he can return to his original world and find his A Xing.

But every day when he wakes up from the dream, he feels the empty meridians, the empty homes everywhere, and the "Silver Dragon Script" that has begun to be widely publicized on the Internet, and he falls into despair again and again.

Including the conversation with Lin Fubai here now, he also feels that his mind has been wandering, and he forgets what he said in a blink of an eye.

"Because..." Lin Fu frowned, as if he was thinking about how to write and write a sentence, and then said after a moment of pondering, "Because I always feel that things shouldn't be like this."

"What?" Shen Guo asked him unconsciously, his head was a little dizzy, and he raised his hand to rub his temples.

"Because I think Su Xingzhi is not dead." Lin Fubai said such a sentence suddenly, causing Shen Guo's consciousness to focus on him slowly.

"What did you say?" He stared at Lin Fubai, as if he still didn't understand what he meant.

Lin Fubai took a deep breath and looked at Shen Guo: "I don't know if you believe it or not, I always feel that Su Xingzhi, who I played in the play, has been appearing in my dreams for the past two days, but He doesn't exactly look like Su Xingzhi, but more like the personality we played in the second unit Rongfeng."

Sinking his back slowly straightened, his breathing became a little short of breath: "Rong Feng... did he say anything in your dream?"

Lin Fubai bit his lip, and said with some difficulty: "I don't remember very clearly... He seems to be saying, store? Or some other word."

store.

The corners of Shen Guo's mouth slowly curled up, and his heartbeat gradually stabilized.

There are no system and store settings in the script, so it is impossible for him to imagine that in Lin Fubai's dream, Rong Feng is still there, that is to say, his Ah Xing is real!

Huangfu Ming!

Shen Guo was grinding his teeth with hatred, his mental state was extremely bad this month, several times he really thought that everything before was just a fantasy of his own too deep into the drama.

"What else did Rong Feng say in the dream?" He put his hand on Lin Fubai's shoulder, "Think about it, it's very useful to me, thank you."

Lin Fubai was taken aback, feeling the heat sinking from his palms spreading over his shoulders, like a mountain pressing down on him, making him a little out of breath.

"Others, nothing, nothing." He shook his head, shrank his body back, his eyes were full of doubts, "Mr. Shen, is he talking about a store? It seems that there is no specific place in the play. Could it be something I imagined in my dream?"

Shen Guo let go of his shoulders, and did not directly answer his question: "If you have other different dreams, please send me a message to let me know. What kind of reward do you want, as long as I can do it, I can agree .”

"I'm here to tell you that I don't want a reward, and I don't need anything." Lin Fubai smiled, "It's just a feeling in my heart that I must tell you this dream, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

He stood up: "I've said what I have to say. I'll tell you about other special dreams later. Although I think this is quite illusory, I always feel that it seems unusual."

"Let's go. Teacher Shen, you have a good rest."

After seeing off Lin Fubai, Shen Guo fell into deep thought.

Only this time with direction.

Huyan Mountain, after the production crew withdrew, it returned to its former silence. There are a few earthen houses occasionally in the mountain, and some cow dung and sheep grass are scattered on the mountain path.

Shen Guo got out of the car with sunglasses and a big travel bag on his back, and walked for more than three hours to the deep pit that day.

There is still no change here, but it has rained a few times, the deep pit has been washed away and the mud is still wet, and the leaves in the forest have fallen a layer, making it look a lot more depressed.

He was not idle, unloaded his backpack and took out his tent, found a dry place to set up a simple tent, got in and sat cross-legged.

Calm and steady, he silently recited the mantra word by word, and felt the aura of the weather calmly. When he opened his eyes, it was dark, but he still couldn't feel the existence of spiritual power.

Just vaguely, I could smell a strong smell of earth and wood.

That's enough.

He took out a bottle of water and took two gulps, then walked out of the tent and approached the deep pit.

The pit was caused by Su Xingzhi's ice magic and his own meaning at that time. The strong magic attack created such a cold and dead land that would never be recovered.

But this dead soil contains the spiritual power of the wood system and the spiritual power of Su Xingzhi's ice system.

He groped into the deep pit, which was a little three to four meters deep, and he had to be a little more careful when going down.

The bottom of the pit was still a bit damp, but as soon as we got here, a friendly spiritual force quickly entangled us.

Sure enough, the tyrannical force trapped the remaining spiritual power at the bottom of the pit.

Shen Guo sat down, closed his eyes and recited the formula silently again, when he opened his eyes again, the moon was half high in the sky, the color was gurgling, and with his palms open, there was already an extremely faint ray of green flame floating.

"Ah Xing." He said these two words in his mind without hesitation.

In the next second, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, causing a familiar dizziness in his mind, and he soon came to a familiar store.

The brightness is still the same, not as good as the joy in sinking my heart.

Become!

Just as he imagined, when Su Xingzhi and himself are in different time and space, as long as he silently says "A Xing" with his spiritual consciousness, he can come to the store.

Rong Feng told himself this matter in the form of a dream, also reminding himself that this is indeed no longer the original world, and the store may be a turning point for the two to get together.

I don't know what kind of sorcery Huangfu Ming used to make Shen Guo's spiritual power here completely disappear.

But Shen Guo thought about it carefully, no matter how evil Huangfuming's spell was, Su Xingzhi and himself could actually have a joint attack, and it would not be easy for him to resist this attack, and it would inevitably leave some loopholes.

After this blow, Shen Guo entered an illusion, let's call it an illusion, then there must be some traces left here.

In fact, it was almost the same as what he had guessed. Part of the remaining spiritual power in the deep pit belonged to him. At this moment, he used these wood-type spiritual powers to barely condense a trace of spiritual power, which can be regarded as a smooth opening of the store, which also confirmed this. Everything that happened in Yue was in the illusion carefully created by Huang Fuming.

He stepped up and walked into the store. Just like the last time he came here, the shelves here were empty and there were no goods.

The store was originally Su Xingzhi's treasure house. When he was bored all the year round, the spiritual system "A Xing" took care of it as a store, and used it to motivate Shen Guo during the task, and at the same time exchanged for the Huangfuming power that Shen Guo had obtained. , to facilitate self-recovery.

But in the end, Su Xingzhi had a different thought about Shen Guo, and after he had accumulated enough recovery power, he gave Huangfu Ming's other spiritual powers to Shen Guo.

Come here and then what?

Shen Guo called Su Xingzhi softly, but the place was too empty and quiet, and the hot blood that had been rising up just now was cooling down slowly.

The spiritual power in his body has not recovered at all, he still looks like an ordinary person, but the store can only be entered by one person at a time, how can it be used as a breakthrough to let him go back?

Once he went out, the spiritual power in the deep pit was also absorbed, and he could no longer enter here.

"Crack-"

A subtle voice sounded in the store, Shen Guo was stunned for a moment, and looked towards the source of the sound.

On the wall at the end of the shelf, a door appeared.

The author has something to say: I wish the cuties a happy Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow in advance, and the update will be updated by tomorrow night, and everyone who commented will have a red envelope for the festival ~ mua!