The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!whee!

(As witty as I am)

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【Mid-Autumn Festival】

The theater was filmed three and ten minutes before the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

"Traitor" crew.

Shooting [-]: (monk and witch)

[Background of the story: The monk became an adult after many catastrophes, and when he married a girl, his memory came back to life] Gusu Wuwang: If you took a photo, pack up and get out, don't let me fool you, or I will let you get a lunch tomorrow.

[At this moment, Liancheng walks past with Ying Su in his arms]

Gusu Wuwang: Monk, Qingling, get ready, let the props group rain some rain, play some music, the more sad the better, exaggerate the appeal, just something like "Today is a good day".

Sanskrit/Qingling: Squeeze your fingers, ready to go.

Gusu Wuwang: Change to "Elegy".start preparing.

Sanskrit sound: The common people are insignificant, and all living beings are suffering. They come and go, just to let go.

Qingling (smiling sadly): What you said was very easy. (Tears drop from eyes and wipe away with hands) You said let it go, but did you ever really pick it up, really to me, just to me, because I have picked up everyone.

[At this time, Liancheng walks by with the chicken leg]

Sanskrit: Sanskrit has no heart, the Dao has no heart, I am not him, and he is not me.There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust, Amitabha.

Qing Ling: Sanskrit Yin Wuxin, what a Sanskrit Yin Wuxin.Well, if you become a Buddha, I will look for you. Even if I can't see you, I will be happy to be closer to you.

[At this moment, Liancheng walks by with two chicken legs]

Sanskrit sound: The poor monk has made an oath, the hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha, almsgiver, the future is safe.

Sanskrit/Qingling: Cold eyes.

Gusu Wuwang: cut, monk, you didn’t shave your hair clean, you plucked it and started over.

[At this time, Liancheng: Observing JPG secretly]

"Rescue", "cute" crew.

Ji Lin (rescue the first brother): Come on, Guazi.

Shen Gui (cute male lead): Come on, potato chips.

Fengxiu (cute female lead): Come on, little bench.

Feng Xi (rescue Gu Chui, the first snake essence): Come, blood steamed buns, nourish the stomach.

Snow Dragonfly (observing secretly): Can you see if they are all dead.

Hua Leng (rescue the first sister, indifferent): I'm romantic, don't worry about it.

Snow Dragonfly: ...

Xianyujin (but laughing silently): ...

After the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, the teasers are better than goose and aluminum goose.

【Circle of friends】

Ying Su: No matter if it's underground, in the tower, or secretly observing the ready-to-movement, who the hell dares to mess around tonight... Heh!

(Picture: fried kitchen, and a kitchen knife)

Shen Gui: It's nothing serious to call, I'm afraid I'm going to beat you to death.

(Picture: The World of Yuan Wuxia and Ji Fenghua)

Ji Lin: Not much to say, whoever takes this mentally handicapped (Fengxi) away, no matter who you are, from now on, regardless of good or evil, we are brothers.

(Picture: a leprosy)

【Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! 】