"Actors! Weiya! All right! Everyone is ready! The fourth game of the Ghost King Battle of the Three Swords of Ghost Dragon Mountain Ximen Sword, action!"

Following the director's order, Chang Singer Chu jumped down from the cliff holding a long sword, holding an extremely gorgeous sword flower in his hand. Under the action of the blower, his long fluttering hair covered his entire face, leaving only the A pair of calm eyes appeared.

It's just that compared to the past, Chu Changge is obviously not in the state today, and the posture that should be full of elegance is always a little stiff.

"Ka! Stop! Come back! Come back!" Under the director's instructions, the assistant director trotted all the way to Chu Changge, then stiffened his face and tried his best to put on a smile: "That teacher Chu! What we want is elegance. You are a kung fu superstar, an old connoisseur! You should understand it! Just a 'swish', let's go!" The assistant director demonstrated himself and made a drifting movement, but it didn't have the elegant feeling, instead it looked a bit funny .

"Mr. Chu! I have been preparing for this scene for half a month. There are more than 100 people in the audience, all waiting for you to pass this, so that we can continue to work. You... bear with me!"

The director's kind voice came from behind: "Okay! Everyone has worked hard, one more! Guaranteed to pass!"

Chu Changge smiled bitterly and looked at the simple and sharp sword in his hand. This sword is not a prop, but a real thousand-year-old sword, not only sharp and unusual, but also a real cultural relic. It was borrowed from the local museum by the director in order to highlight the effect and add gimmicks.

Although he is a kung fu star, he was barely blown out of a 'superstar' gimmick, but he still doesn't know how much he weighs? If this thing is lost, it will be worth losing money. The key is... being brought a wave of rhythm on the Internet, saying that he is not good at protecting cultural relics, and that he is an embroidered pillow. The character design that has been created for many years has collapsed.

So Chu Changge's pressure is really great.

"Get ready! Take your place! The fourth game of the Ghost King Battle of the Three Swords of the Ghost Dragon Mountain Ximen Sword, action!"

Chu Changge jumped out of the cliff again, waving a gorgeous sword flower in his hand, but his body was as soft as possible, and he covered his face as much as possible with the hair that was blown away by the blower, so as not to penetrate.

Perhaps it was too eager to achieve success, the blower's air volume was higher than usual, and the mountain wind did not cooperate, and the long hair on the head was swirls everywhere by the wind blowing in the unknown direction, which pushed Chu Changge's head. Entirely wrapped.

Immediately, Chu Changge felt a burst of suffocation. He was in the air, his hands and feet panicked, and the ancient sword in his hand was waving messily.

The body also turned a few times.

Suddenly I felt light all over my body, and suddenly fell sharply towards the cliff.

There were bursts of exclamations in the ears.

When Chu Changge gradually woke up, the top of his head was already pitch black, except for the faintly twinkling starlight, he couldn't see anything clearly.

The previous memories slowly returned, and cold sweat broke out from Chu Changge's back. I fell from such a high place, and I didn't die. God bless me! His hand rested on the ground, and his hand had already pinched a cold hard object.

By feeling, Chu Changge knew that this was the sword that almost killed him.

As soon as he raised his hand, he could not wait to let go of the distance.

But he quickly stopped.

If it weren't for this sword, Chu Changge might not have an accident, and I don't know what material this sword was forged. Fragile, it will break after a touch!

Standing up and stomping his feet, he felt that there was nothing uncomfortable in his body, so Chu Changge was slightly relieved. Rolling up the troublesome long coat and carrying the ancient sword, he walked around and looked around.

Until now, Chu Changge just remembered, why is he not lying in the hospital ward, but lying on the barren mountains and ridges like this?

Could it be that directors are so crazy these days?

It's all this time, and you still want to explode?

He also said that he simply wanted him to be 'dead' to hype his drama?

"Hey! Is there anyone!"

"Hey····!"

"Anyone? Does anyone hear?"

Chu Changge called out as he walked away.

Suddenly there was an eerie wolf howl in the distance.

"Hey! Don't be kidding, you don't need to do this to record the extras!" Chu Changge shivered, and then raised his voice a little.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning..." Chu Changge faintly seemed to hear someone reciting ancient poems intermittently.

The voice was trembling, and it seemed that its owner should be very scared.

"Who is it?" Chu Changge vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the problem Guan Jian. Holding the ancient sword, he strode forward and walked in the direction of the sound.

"Yes... it's me!" The man who had previously recited the ancient poems replied hesitantly, as if he had heard Chu Changge's shout. It's just that this answer is equal to no answer, but it even more exposed the cowardice of the owner of the voice.

Following the sound and the direction of the vague light, the first thing Chu Changge saw was a paper lantern.

Then came a handsome face that he was once very familiar with.

"elder brother?"

"Why am I really dead?" Chu Changge was a little confused.

Although he is also called a superstar now, he is not a little bit worse than the real superstar of that era.

To put it simply, the superstars of that era can choose any work as a representative.

And he... made more than a dozen movies, none of which can really carry the title of masterpiece.

"Big... Hero! Just... Was it you who was talking to Xiaosheng just now?" Chu Changge asked in a low voice the scholar he thought was his 'brother'.

"You should be the imitator you found! The imitation is quite similar! Why, do you want to remake a Chinese Ghost Story?" Chu Changge took out a pen from his sleeve, ready to sign at any time.

It's not that he is narcissistic, but that people in the country have this hobby.

When you meet a star, whether you like it or not, you will take a photo first and ask for an autograph. He's used to it.

Moreover, because it is somewhat similar to the singer Li Hongfei, he occasionally helps Li Hongfei sign autographs.

Think the other party is the same.

"Heroes! Xiaosheng doesn't understand what you're talking about!" The scholar saw that Chu Changge didn't seem to be as ferocious as the knights and swordsmen he had encountered before, and his courage gradually became stronger, and his speech became much calmer.

"Yes! It's quite into the show, and you're a show madman again! It's a pity!" Chu Changge said with a smile.

It's an advantage to look like a certain star.

But that's just a little easier to walk at the start, and then you can only spin around the 18th line at most, and be a special agent.

The reason, of course, is that pirated copies are never as good as genuine copies.

Especially when the genuine version is out of print, this comparison is even more raised by the unlimited limit.

No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain.

Here, UU reading www. uukanshu.com, Chu Changge, who is suspected to be a transmigrator, is communicating with a scholar who is suspected to be Ning Caichen or his brother.

But in fact, this is just a scene in Vientiane.

This symbolizes that the two illusions, with different settings, begin to blend after being real, and through various 'methods', the originally unreasonable places become reasonable.

For example, in an out-of-time era, out-of-time items and knowledge appeared, but they had an impact on a lot of things that happened in later generations and the characters that appeared, so it's hard to erase them.

What should we do at this time?

It's simple!

As long as you have one or two traversers, you can reasonably traverse.

Throw those who are equally out of place for some eras to other fantasy realms and other time and space.

It's like two gears, intertwined with each other, borrowing strength from each other, and then turning.