Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Without thinking, Mu Jiawei turned around and went to the guest room to get yellow paper and cinnabar. As if he was worried that it was not enough, he took some more.

Yu Zhengqiu glanced at Zhao Xuan a few more times. As someone who had always run into unclean things since he was a child, he had a better understanding of metaphysics than most people. Just from the way Zhao Xuan drew the talisman, he could tell...

Zhao Xuan was a celestial master, but what surprised and puzzled him was that Zhao Xuan drew the talisman so quickly, in one smooth movement, as if he could successfully draw it in one stroke, and it only took a moment from beginning to end.

It's so fast that one can't help but wonder if he is...doing some children's graffiti?

However, Zhao Xuan did not pay attention to the skeptical looks of the people around him. He was immersed in his own world, drawing talismans quickly. His slender white fingers looked particularly beautiful.

There are also many talismans pasted in Yu Zhengqiu's home, mainly talismans for warding off evil and bringing peace. When he was sixteen, he chose to enter the entertainment industry in order to earn more money and buy some expensive talismans.

"What is this?" Sun Xiaorou felt that Zhao Xuan was just drawing talismans. She couldn't understand a single word of it, but she could vaguely feel the calmness and peace of mind conveyed by the talismans.

Wang Chenhan's eyes flickered slightly, and the look he gave Zhao Xuan immediately became more complicated and unexpected, "This is a talisman..."

Although he didn't know what the talisman was, he could tell that Zhao Xuan was a heavenly master, not just an artist!

"symbol?"

Jiang Yurong had also heard about this. "I heard that many people in the circle believe this. The higher the level of cultivation, the better the effect of the talisman drawn by the celestial master. If there really is an evil spirit, a powerful talisman can kill it on the spot."

Sun Xiaorou opened her eyes with a look of curiosity and suspicion. Zhao Xuan's incident taught her a lesson, but because she had never truly seen the effect of the talisman from beginning to end, she was still a little skeptical.

"Isn't he... an artist here to record a show?"

This means - are you sure the talisman he drew can be used? Will it work?

Zhao Xuan drew the talisman very quickly, and after finishing it, he gave it to Wang Chenhan who was standing next to him.

"Give these talismans to them first, one for each person. Don't get them wet or dirty. As long as the talismans are there, the evil spirits can't get close to you for the time being!"

Wang Chenhan subconsciously followed Zhao Xuan's words and actually distributed one to each person. It was not until he had distributed all the talismans and was holding the talisman given by Zhao Xuan that he realized that he... seemed to be a little too obedient!

The assistant director knew something about all this. The richer people are, the more superstitious they are. Especially in the entertainment industry, all kinds of strange things have happened there. Every crew has a start-up ceremony before starting filming.

After a set of rituals, if everything goes smoothly, it means that the beginning is still good. If it doesn’t go smoothly at the beginning...

This shows that this program or TV series is unlikely to be successful.

The assistant director received the talisman distributed by Wang Chenhan, a piece of yellow folded paper, which temporarily soothed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Is this talisman really useful?" Someone still asked the doubt in his heart.

"Well, no matter whether it's useful or not, just keep it for now. What happened tonight is really weird." The person next to him advised.

Zhao Xuan also drew a few talismans for the Mu family, treating them equally. As for the other kind of house-guarding talisman in his hand, he pasted them all on the walls of the first floor.

In fact, this kind of talisman is the simplest, and compared with talismans, formations are more useful.

It's just that the evil ghost behind the scenes hasn't been lured out yet. If we use a powerful formation to suppress it right away, the evil ghost will definitely not show up!

Sun Xiaorou was curious. Seeing Zhao Xuan skillfully sticking another kind of talisman on the wall, she asked, "What are these for?"

"House-guarding talisman." Yu Zhengqiu's voice was cold and clear as he uttered the three words slowly and unhurriedly.

"?"

Many people want to ask what that is?

But in fact, this name is easy to understand. Those who previously thought that Zhao Xuan was just an insignificant little person would rather keep it to themselves than take the initiative to ask Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan didn't plan to explain to them. Yu Zhengqiu's sudden words about the house-guarding talisman surprised many people. They thought... Yu Zhengqiu was so cold that he didn't want to talk to anyone, but they didn't expect that he actually answered!

Not only that, many people looked at Yu Zhengqiu with a bit more inquiry in their eyes, as if they were secretly thinking, could it be that besides Zhao Xuan, Yu Zhengqiu is also a hidden master?

Sun Xiaorou pinched the yellow talisman and felt the coolness of the night. She said impatiently, "Can we go back to the room and sleep now? It's too cold here. I can't stand it."

Jiang Yurong and Sun Xiaorou were not familiar with each other, so even if she wanted to persuade her not to say anything, it was difficult for her to do so.

"If you want to sleep, sleep here!" Zhao Xuan glanced at the people around him calmly. Knowing that they were as eager to make trouble as Sun Xiaorou, he only left this sentence.

"...Sleeping here?" Someone began to raise an objection reluctantly, "With so many people and no beds, how are we going to sleep?"

The village chief spoke up at this time, "We have lived in this village for so many years. We know better than you whether the village is haunted or not! This man definitely did not die from a haunted death."

His confident tone shook many people's hearts, and they felt that it was indeed strange to talk about feudal superstition in a society ruled by law.

Sun Xiaorou was one of them. She was afraid but didn't want to stay in the hall. The temperature was low at night, and she had walked for more than three hours on the mountain road in the afternoon. She felt wronged to sleep on a wooden bed...

Nowadays there are not even any wooden beds.

"If you are not afraid of death, you can go upstairs to your room. I won't stop you." Zhao Xuan said in a calm tone with an indifferent expression.

Hearing his indifferent tone, those who were ready to make a move hesitated again.

The Mu family stood aside with an embarrassed look on their faces, seemingly worried about the fact that they were unwilling to go back to their rooms, and they were also helpless because Zhao Xuan always believed that the house was unclean and haunted.

Zhao Xuan pasted all the house-guarding talismans, then found a place, sat down without saying a word, and closed his eyes to rest.

Yu Zhengqiu...had already found a seat and sat down. He always saw dirty things, so he closed his eyes out of habit to avoid seeing some annoying scenes.

Everyone, "..."

With these two taking the lead, the others hesitated and still did not return to the room.

But the cold corpse was placed in the middle of the hall, which made many people feel that the house seemed gloomy.

Those who couldn't sleep, some were in a daze, some gathered together, talking in groups of three or four, and some were busy with their own things.

The newly recruited photographer treated the camera as his lifeblood and even when he went downstairs he would always take down the camera set up in the corridor.

He was used to putting the camera first. Even though he was scared before, he still habitually checked whether the camera was damaged.