Metaphysics, from getting started to giving up

When Ye Qingkong rushed to the set, she suddenly sensed a hint of danger.

After his cheap brother accepted the order of Jindu Daomen, and went to Yaodu and Yaodu Daomen to discuss matters related to Shen Du, he felt that Ye Minglang was unreliable in his work, and he was a little worried, so he half-forced and half-coaxed him to let him go. Ye Minglang signed an agreement with him to contact him regularly every day and report the situation of the day.

It was only the night before yesterday that Ye Minglang sent the news that he had found Shen Du with people from the Yaodu Daomen, but last night, he lost contact with the other party.

Ye Qingkong thought that something happened to Ye Minglang, he didn't know that the other party had already met with Zhou Yi and Xie Qianchou, so he rushed to Yaodu all night, and went straight to what Ye Minglang said when he reported the situation to him, that he was going to meet with Yaoyao. People from the Duomen rounded up Shen Du's palace and ruins that had been infiltrated by evil.

After arriving at the ancient site, following the instructions of the positioning software on the mobile phone, Ye Qingkong found Ye Minglang, only then did Ye Qingkong realize that the development of the matter had become strange.

All the historic sites in that area have been banned from entering. It seems that there is a crew shooting interior scenes here.

Ye Minglang, on the other hand, stood with two people suspected of being members of the Yaodu Daomen, quietly standing on the periphery of the crew, watching the filming on the set.

Ye Qingkong was a little upset, walked over in three steps and two steps, feeling a little out of breath in her heart, raised her hand and wanted to punch Ye Minglang, the bastard who made him worry all night.

But in the end, he endured it, lightly pressed Ye Minglang's shoulder, and pushed his cheap brother.

"I said, brother, did you forget something last night?"

Ye Qingkong narrowed his eyes slightly.

only……

Ye Minglang did not respond to him.

The other party's lack of response made Ye Qingkong even more unhappy, he simply walked in front of Ye Minglang, thinking this way, the other party must not be able to ignore him.

Ye Qingkong was startled only when he walked around in front of Ye Minglang:

Although Ye Minglang opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare, and the two Taoist disciples beside him, a man and a woman, also had dull eyes.

"No way...Ye Minglang, wake me up, your soul is back!" Ye Qingkong quickly pulled out a talisman for awakening the mind from his pocket, and wanted to pat it on Ye Minglang's face.

Snapped!

He firmly stuck the talisman on Ye Minglang's forehead.

Ye Qingkong breathed a sigh of relief, and moved closer to his cheap brother.

As a result, as soon as he stretched his head over, Ye Minglang raised his hand and slapped him hard, which directly stunned Ye Qingkong.

Some dazedly touched his side face which was flushed by Ye Minglang's slap, Ye Qingkong found in astonishment that even though Ye Minglang reacted to his actions, there was still no light in his eyes, and he was still deeply in a dream.

There was a strange black air in the whole crew.

Ye Qingkong hurriedly went to see other people, the cameraman and lighting engineer were busy shooting and lighting, and the scene recorder also stiffened his body, mechanically typing on the slate.The entire crew was in order, except that everyone seemed to have lost their souls, and their eyes were dull, as usual.

He frowned and wandered around the field. After a while, he found Zhou Yi who was standing in the corridor, looking at the suspected missing Shen Du.

And, Xie Qianchou who was standing not far from the two of them.

what is the problem?

Ye Qingkong's face was gloomy.

He cautiously walked to a videographer. Although the videographer was still moving, he acted as if he couldn't see him at all. Even though Ye Qingkong stared at him for a long time, he remained motionless and operated the camera with ease.

Ye Qingkong took a deep breath, raised his palm, raised his knife, and slashed at the back of the cameraman's neck——

The cameraman collapsed limply.

Ye Qingkong took over the camera and moved his face to the mirror.

In the end of the Dharma era, the aura is thin. Even Zhou Yi, who is born with supernatural powers and can see many things that ordinary people cannot see clearly, must use special sunglasses customized by Taoism to see more strange things.Compared with Zhou Yi, Ye Qingkong's talent is completely different, he can hardly see any "special things".

Right now, he doesn't have a talisman that can temporarily activate supernatural powers, so he has to try it out to see if the camera, which is a modern psychic device, can capture something that he can't see.

then……

Ye Qingkong suddenly widened his eyes.

He raised his head in disbelief, and stared at Zhou Yi who was still standing in the corridor, seemingly frozen in the moment of shooting for a long time.

After a while, Ye Qingkong lowered his head back again.

"What exactly is this!"

He couldn't help talking to himself.

In the camera, the scene that appeared impressively was not the stiff and stagnant scene on the field, but——

A whole majestic and solemn palace!

Zhou Yi, on the other hand, was wearing the same clothes as those on the set, sitting leisurely in the palace, on the highest star-gazing pavilion.

***

Huang He woke up from the cold.

He sneezed and felt chilled.The geographical location of Yaodu is close to the equator, even in nine cold days, the temperature is not too low.Although it has just entered winter, it is still considered warm, and even those with a stronger body dare to wear short sleeves.

Rubbing his nose, Huang He secretly thought whether he should return to the hotel to pick up a piece of clothes during the intermission of the set, when he suddenly noticed a very subtle gaze.

He turned his head, and saw Ye Minglang looking at him blankly.

The other party was wearing a military uniform, with his hair pulled up high and fixed with a jade crown, holding a big gilt bow in his hand, and a buckskin quiver on his back. He looked like a majestic ancient archer.

Huang He was a little confused.

"Am I suffering from Alzheimer's disease?" He asked suspiciously.

Ye Minglang nodded: "Well, there are also high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, cataracts, and enlarged prostate."

"Get out, you're fat, you and your crazy brother are both fat and can punch." Huang He scolded him.

He stroked his chin and pondered for a long time before realizing that he was also wearing an ancient costume.It's just that it's different from Ye Minglang's silk and satin costume, his military uniform is much colder.

"Did I suddenly lose a piece of memory? In fact, we have already followed the crew to a new location, and we are ready to shoot the next scene?" Huang He said again, "And the director also saw that I was handsome and suave, and hoped that I would This assistant can also make his debut, and then form a group with Zhou Yi, so he asked me to come and play a cameo role? You are a guy who got my favor and was picked up by the way? Well, I get it, you must be a cannon fodder rich second generation, and I am the salary king who endures humiliation."

"You bastard, this fire can't spread," Ye Minglang scolded him, "We've got a big deal!"

"what's up?"

"look by youself."

Huang He raised his head and looked around, only to realize that he and Ye Minglang were actually in a Gobi desert at this time.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of horns.

"No way..." Huang He's face turned pale, he and Ye Minglang seemed to be on the battlefield.

"There's good news, and there's bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Ye Minglang looked like an old god, Huang He knew the urine of the two hundred and five. get one.

"You can shut up now," he said.

Ye Minglang said to himself: "The good news is that we don't need to be cannon fodder to die on the battlefield. Although this is a battlefield, we don't need to go to battle to kill the enemy. The bad news is that we have someone who is better than being a human target on the battlefield." Terrible task."

"……To shut up!"

"Hey, the beauty has a lot of life, why am I so miserable." Ye Minglang pulled his big bow, "We are a special army. I woke up a little earlier than you and asked someone to inquire about it. Dongchang spies, Koga ninjas , Navy SEALs, anyway, the identity of the two of us is probably this kind of role."

Huang He accepted his fate: "What are we going to do, and what's going on? Aren't we on the set, why did we suddenly cross..."

"I don't know the specific situation, let's look at the situation again, deal with the present first," Ye Minglang said, "We are going to save a person, and then kill him."

"Who to save? Who to kill? And isn't saving and killing contradictory... just leave him alone and it's over?"

Ye Minglang's expression was a bit strange.

"That person knows too much, he can't let it out," he said, "The other party is... the shadow guard of the prince."

Huang He frowned.

"At the same time, he is also a special substitute for the prince."

***

When Zhou Yi opened his eyes again, he was a little surprised to find that he was actually sitting in the room where he had been sitting for so many years.

He blinked in confusion, somewhat confused about the situation.

Earlier, he was obviously on the set, and he was confronting the prince's wraith occupying Shen Du's body... How did he run into the Star Pavilion in the blink of an eye?Looking down, Zhou Yi let out a long sigh of relief when he found that he was still wearing the clothes from the set.

Could it be that his memory was slow and he forgot that he had already finished filming the scene where he confronted the prince and was already filming the next scene?

"No way……"

Zhou Yi raised his hand and scratched his hair.

……and many more.

He grabbed it again.

On the set, the hair on my head was a wig prepared by the prop master.Although it has been repaired by a makeup artist, the wig will not fall off easily, but it can still be pulled off manually by pulling hard.

But now.

Zhou Yi twitched again.

His long black hair, as silky as brocade, hung down the back of his head like a clear stream, tied loosely with a blue ribbon.No matter how much Zhou Yi pulled, he could only pull out a few strands of hair, and the pain made him gasp.

Hair is real.

"What is this..." Zhou Yi suddenly had an absurd guess in his mind, he walked quickly to the window coffin of Guanxing Pavilion, and pushed open the paper screen window.

The cool breeze blowing over the face, Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment when he looked at the imperial city with a sweeping view, as well as the streets outside the imperial city.

Here is the imperial city in his memory, which gave him supreme glory, but also brought him a fatal disaster.

Did he go back to the past?

Or, in fact, being poisoned and drinking, and even modern life, are just a dream...?

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

"My lord, the emperor is urging you, haven't you calculated the weather for tomorrow?" It was a sharp voice, not as thick as a man's, nor as soft as a woman's, it sounded terrified.

Zhou Yi remembered this very distinctive voice.

He tidied up the white robe on his body, and tied his hair again.It's just that there is no comb and mirror by his side, so Zhou Yi, who is not proficient in this matter, and the junior sisters from Jinshanmen usually help him comb his hair, can't tie it well no matter what.In desperation, he simply pulled the headband, letting the tassel-like hair hang down naturally.

A breeze blew, lifting a strand of his black hair.

Zhou Yi pushed open the door and said calmly, "I'm sorry to keep Father Sibao waiting for a long time. Today's weather seems not suitable for divination. After sunset, I will do divination again. Let's go to the emperor's side first."