soul collector

When the first shot was taken yesterday, Tang Xiu stood on the high platform and felt that Hu Guangran and Lu Kangjing were alike.According to the memory of the walking habits discovered today, in fact, it is not only this posture that is similar, but their gestures and gestures, they have many small movements that are completely similar.

In addition to actions, there is also the tone of speech.Hu Guangran's accent is from the south, but like Lu Kangjing, he is used to adding Erhua sounds at the end of sentences. If he covers his face and listens to the sound from a distance to see his gait, he is definitely Lu Kangjing.

Li Ziping said that Hu Guangran has been on the stage for many years, and the scandals have been constantly stirred up, but he has never had a date.

Perhaps the man had other thoughts hidden in his heart.

Tang Xiu's mind cleared up quite a bit. He quickly took two steps to catch up with everyone. When he entered the restaurant, the staff had just taken out the food from the bag. Pushing him over to Jiang Qiao, Jiang Qiao glanced at him, and said without emotion in his voice, "Sit down and eat."

Hu Guangran nodded repeatedly, tucking his tail next to the director.

Jiang Qiao turned around and saw Tang Xiu, "Hey, come here."

No one dared to take the seat next to him. It was always empty when eating in the crew before, but this time it was different. Every time he ate, he called Tang Xiu. Tang Xiu didn't have the thoughts of other actors. It just sat down naturally.

"Today you are in a good state, but tomorrow will be emotional scenes, and the conflicts will increase. Go back and read the script more."

Tang Xiu nodded and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, "Okay."

"What to eat?"

"Just take any one."

Zhang Kaixing laughed beside him and said, "Director, I've been observing for several days. Do you owe Tang Xiu money? Why are you so friendly to newcomers? I won't even dare to say I know you when I go out."

Jiang Qiao glanced at him, his face as usual, "It needs to be compared. There are actors who don't worry, and actors who don't worry look very cute in comparison."

Zhang Kaixing touched his nose, and Hu Guangran next to him buried his head even lower.

Tang Xiu was amused in his heart, this guy is really shameless, using others as a target to cover up his partiality, poor Hu Guangran was so frightened that he trembled throughout the meal, but he didn't know that someone was lying completely nonsense.

Everyone was more relaxed at dinner time, and Zhang Kaixing was an old man, so he wasn't afraid of Jiang Qiao, so he just chatted with him at the dinner table.Tang Xiu didn't talk very much during meals before, but today he joined everyone's discussion abnormally. While chatting, he brought up his talent as an actor again. Chen Bing sighed and said with emotion: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, look at the children today. , not even a class, still crushing the elderly."

Jiang Qiao said, "Now there are more non-major graduates entering the industry, and young people are active."

Zhang Kaixing poked Hu Guangran who had been silent beside him, "Hey little Hu, you don't come from a major, do you?"

Tang Xiu paused with his chopsticks, and seeing Hu Guangran nodded in a muffled voice, he smiled and said, "Great, there are others like me. Then what did you study in college?"

"Computer." Hu Guangran didn't raise his head.

Tang Xiu groaned, Jiang Qiao cast a look, and he slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

……

After eleven o'clock in the evening, a serious director sneaked into the opposite room again to harass the actors.

Tang Xiuxiu was sitting at the table drawing something on a piece of white paper. Standing behind him, Jiang Qiao saw him pull an arrow from Hu Guangran's name to Song Mian's body, and put a cross under Lu Kangjing's name.

Jiang Qiao couldn't help laughing, "It's a pity that you don't become a screenwriter, the number one brain in the entertainment industry."

Tang Xiu heheed twice, "Are you out of your mind? It's been a whole day, have you guessed what breed I am?"

Jiang Qiao shook his head and sighed, "No, don't guess, what is love?"

"Oh?"

Tang Xiu put down his pen and turned around, "I really don't want to know?"

"I don't want to." Jiang Qiao glanced back at the soul-collecting flag, and that thing turned into a quiet and broken flag again, but he had seen its performance with his own eyes, and Jiang Qiao could no longer find in it what he thought it was before. It feels harmless to humans and animals.

He sighed, "Anyway, according to your spirit of punishing evil and promoting good, it is definitely not a monster that harms the country. As long as you don't kill me, I will still like you. It doesn't matter what you are."

Tang Xiu was stunned for a long time upon hearing this.

Jiang Qiao had been courting him for a long time, but it was the first time he told him that he liked him frankly, after he just realized that he might not be a mortal.No fear, no worries.

This person's mind is really pure.

After a while, Tang Xiu finished recording his thoughts on the paper, before he said calmly, "I'm not a monster, and I don't know how to understand ghosts and gods. I'm just a practitioner."

"Cultivator?" Jiang Qiao froze for a moment, watched Tang Xiu put the cap on his pen, and took a step back, "Wait! You won't tell me your real identity now, will you?"

Tang Xiu hummed, walked to the head of the bed to make the bed, "Why, don't you want to listen?"

Jiang Qiao said, "No, it's just that I'm not ready yet."

"There's no need to prepare for this." Tang Xiu smiled helplessly, "You have to learn to be content. For ten thousand years, you have been a mortal. It is an honor to hear my true identity."

Jiang Qiao shuddered, "Wan, Wannian?"

Tang Xiu turned his head and glanced at him calmly, "Yes. Ten thousand years."

"Why, do you want to visit your ancestors?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

It was so silent that Tang Xiu completely fluffed the quilt, put away the pillows, spread the pillows, and when he looked back, Jiang Qiao was still petrified there.

He was a little speechless, "Is it so surprising?"

Jiang Qiao asked disrespectfully, "What do you think?" He stretched out his hand and compared, "I'm almost thirty, and I always thought I was much older than you, but you suddenly told me that you are [-] years old..."

...I don't want to lose face.

Jiang Qiao silently swallowed the words in his heart, feeling a little creepy.

What is the concept of 1 years? What kind of practice can practice for such a long time? Did humans really exist 1 years ago?

He really wanted to think that Tang Xiu was lying to him, but he had an intuition that this person didn't bother to lie to him.Moreover, he didn't dare to ask these questions. The immortal cultivator had too much temper, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

Jiang Qiao turned his mind several times, suppressed his ridiculous common sense, and swallowed. "Then, what shall I call you from now on?"

Tang Xiu snorted, "Just call me Tang Xiu, or if you want to join my juniors, call me Old Ancestor, that's fine too."

Jiang Qiao, "..."

"Soul collectors are born human spirits, without relatives or blood ties. Nowadays, the older generation chooses to sleep one after another, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has become weak and it is difficult to breed new soul collectors, so this group of people is now more and more At least, I should already be the most senior person in this world." Tang Xiu raised his eyes calmly and said, "It's not a loss if you call me Patriarch."

Jiang Qiao, "...that makes sense, I choose Tang Xiu."

Tang Xiu smiled, "Alright."

Jiang Qiao came and left shortly after he sat down. He walked very consciously. It is estimated that the impact of the Wannian ancestor was too great.But Tang Xiu was already very relieved to see that his expression was still calm when he left.

The insight and mind of the great director really crushed the ignorant women in the feudal society.

As a result, Tang Xiu was still asleep when Jiang Qiao called again.

The lights in the room had already been turned off. Tang Xiu answered the phone with a lazy voice, "Hello."

"Are you asleep? I'm outside your door."

"Going to bed, call if you have something to say?" Tang Xiu turned over.

"Okay." There was a rustling sound at the door, and then a footstep turned around and left.The sound of the door opening and closing came from the other end of the phone, Jiang Qiao said softly, "You just said, soul collector, what do you mean by that?"

"Hmm..." Tang Xiu wasn't sure if he wanted to educate ordinary people about the common sense of soul collectors before going to bed, so he tried to be concise and concise, "Good and evil have souls, and soul collectors do evil for evil and help the good to survive. You keep saying yes The thing that broke the flag is my soul-collecting banner, on which there are 81 strands of good and evil recorded, and I am looking for the last strand of good that has not been collected."

"Is that so..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Tang Xiu felt very sleepy, drowsy, and thought that if Jiang Qiao died of fright, he would collect his body tomorrow morning.He was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly heard Jiang Qiao whisper, "That's so cool."

"..."

Almost thirty people, actually like a little boy.The person on the phone took two deep breaths, and said slowly, "I've filmed a lot of fantasy scripts over the years, and sometimes I doubt the materiality of this world, but I didn't expect to meet someone like you so soon."

Tang Xiu interrupted him, "You can worship the status of a practitioner in your heart, but you can't take us into film and television works."

"I know." Jiang Qiao whispered, "I will keep it a secret for you."

Tang Xiu felt a little itchy in his ears. Although it couldn't be real, he felt that Jiang Qiao's breath sprayed onto his cheek through the receiver.Jiang Qiao said again, "Then you won't grow old?"

"Yes, but it won't be as exaggerated as ordinary mortals. In terms of appearance... probably in his 30s at most." Tang Xiu sighed and rubbed his cheeks. It will continue to live in the next life, and then it will regain its appearance in its twenties."

"Oh..." Jiang Qiao paused, "It's amazing."

"Is there anything else?" Tang Xiu yawned, his voice lowered, "I'm sleepy."

"Yes." Jiang Qiao paused for a few seconds, then said softly, "I finally understand why you said you can't cover yourself anymore. You have an endless lifespan, but I'm just a mortal. But I...but I will still treat you very badly in the future." OK."

"Huh?" Tang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and opened his eyes that were about to close. After what happened yesterday, he thought that even if Jiang Qiao accepted his identity, he would not have any unreasonable thoughts about him.

This guy is quite persistent.

"I like you very much. I liked you the first time I met you in the elevator. When you came to the audition, I found that you are a talented actor. I like you even more."

As if afraid of Tang Xiu's sudden interruption, Jiang Qiao said faster and faster, "I will keep a secret for you, if you need help with checking things, you can come to me. Also, I bought a dress for your good friend, It was placed by the door of your room just now."

Tang Xiu was no longer sleepy, "What good friend? Shopping for clothes?"

Jiang Qiao didn't answer his question, but said quickly, "Good night, go to bed early."

The phone hangs up.

Tang Xiu sat up from the bed with a speechless face.The young man's way of pursuit is too peculiar, and he is getting more and more incomprehensible.He sat in the dark room and struggled for a moment, but still couldn't help sighing, groping to get out of bed and open the door.

The corridor in the corridor of the dormitory was also dark and silent, and there was a paper bag on the ground at the door.

He bent down to pick it up, and could feel a guy peeking through the cat's eyes lying on the opposite door.

The old ancestor's heart of stone couldn't help softening. He walked to the door over there and said in a low voice, "Good night, go to bed early."

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then a light footstep walked away from the door.

Tang Xiu returned to the room and turned on the light, and took out something from the paper bag.It wasn't until he saw the whole thing clearly that he realized what the good friend Jiang Qiao was talking about. He looked at the thing in his hand in surprise for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back, and laughed lowly in the room.

How can there be such a fun mortal in this world.

What Jiang Qiao gave him was a transparent silk dust cover.The so-called "good friend" should refer to Jihun Banner, the ugly broken flag that he has criticized countless times.

Tang Xiu couldn't stop laughing, it was the first time in his life that he laughed out loud, until his whole body trembled.After laughing enough, he suddenly thought of something. The old ancestor who had been calm for thousands of years had also become bad. He picked up the dust cover and compared it to the soul-collecting banner, "Here, the apology gift that mortal junior gave you yesterday, do you like it?" ?”

Jihun Banner made no sound, and leaned against the wall to pretend to be dead.

"I think it's pretty good-looking. It's simple and elegant, and the material is also very textured. It's worthy of your identity as the Wannian Dao. And if you wear it, you don't have to worry about the juniors laughing at you anymore." Tang Xiu smiled. Standing up, put the "clothes" lightly on Jihun Banner's body, stroked it, "Feel the love from mortals, old man."

……

……

"My most sincere kindness to you turned out to be the murder weapon of my twin-tailed white fox!" Under the gleaming guillotine was a boy in white who was tightly bound by a demon chain.The young man firmly grasped the wooden plank of the high platform with ten fingers, and it was covered with blood. His clear black eyes gradually blotted with bloodshot eyes. He raised his head unyieldingly and looked into the distance. The veins on his neck were bulging, and his face was as pale as a fox ghost. .

The sound of the iron chain was heavy and piercing, and the young man struggled vigorously ignoring the guillotine hanging on his body, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty! I am the last pure-blooded demon spirit in the world with a double-tailed white fox. If you lie to me and kill me, the human race will surely be destroyed!"

Tang Xiu's impassioned voice echoed in the radio, like a torrent of bells, and everyone's eyes were dumbfounded.It took a long time for the assistant director to look away from the screen and take off the headset, "It's so explosive. This kid's lines are too deep, and the timbre is full of sonorous and powerful, and he can't usually see it."

"Isn't he from a major?"

Jiang Qiao didn't speak, he stared at the screen tightly.On the monitoring screen, the close-up camera gradually zoomed in, showing Tang Xiu's eyes.Xiaobai's youthful aura has faded, and the dark pupils are filled with sternness and ruthlessness, and the bulging veins under the pale skin are even more worrying.The sweet and beautiful smile of the teenager on the set yesterday was still in front of my eyes, making the overwhelming hatred on the screen even more tragic.

Some actors have to rely on the music scene in the later stage to bring the audience into the play, but some actors, performing under rough and crude props, can already pull the audience's brains to make up grand scenes.

The peerless elegance of the Wannian ancestor far exceeded his imagination.

"Director Jiang? Director Jiang?" The assistant director patted him. Jiang Qiao's eyes were red, which was a bit scary. It was the first time he had played with Jiang Qiao so much, but he couldn't get out of Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao suddenly came back to his senses, shouted to stop, then raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

The assistant director didn't see his momentary gaffe, "You really have a good eye for talent. Tang Xiu could see the potential in the interview, but who would have thought that the potential is so amazing. This kind of shot is so cool and too Happy."

Jiang Qiao still didn't speak, his heart pounded wildly in his chest, beating until his chest ached.There is only one voice in my mind, echoing non-stop.

Tang Xiu!Tang Xiu!

Probably from the very first sight, I was doomed to get stuck step by step until I couldn't extricate myself.

Jiang Qiao suddenly stood up from the chair, and Tang Xiu, who was supposed to cooperate with the assistants in taking off the props in the distance, was gone, and only the props team could be seen putting on the shackles.The assistants were laughing and talking about what to have for lunch later, it seemed that he was the only one who hadn't walked out of the scene.

He trotted over to grab Tang Xiu's assistant, "Where's Tang Xiu?"

The assistant smiled and said, "There was a call for him, and after taking off these handcuffs, he ran to the back in a hurry to answer the call."

"Oh." Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, "Where is it?"

"Changing room in the back. His clothes were locked there."

Jiang Qiao walked quickly to the locker room.The dressing room behind the crew studio is temporary and can only be used by one person at a time.He ignored the small "in use" sign turned over at the door, pushed the door open and went in.

Tang Xiu stood inside and was on the phone. Looking back, he saw Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't stop.

"Yes, it's him, have you checked?"

"There are indeed some clues, but my logic is not strict enough now. I won't tell you if there is no real evidence. You should check first."

"Well, just check where he was and who he met a few days before and after the accident."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

When Tang Xiu was on the phone, his expression was as relaxed as usual. While he was on the phone, he walked to the mirror, took a cotton pad dipped in makeup remover, and wiped off the fake blood on his face. Artificial tears dripped into his eye sockets, washing away the redness and paleness. The feeling disappeared immediately.He looked at Jiang Qiao in the mirror and smiled, with a relaxed demeanor.

Jiang Qiao took another breath in his heart.

It was the first time in his career as a director that he felt so embarrassing about being an actor on the set.But he was really dazed just now, so he wanted to ignore everything and rushed over to hug Tang Xiu in his arms.

But now that he calms down and thinks about whether it's okay, the ancestor may look confused, and then slap him away in front of everyone.

After talking about the business, Lu Kangjing didn't hang up the phone in a hurry, but asked, "How are you doing on the set, are you going well?"

"It went well. I took some shots of the character before, during and after, and I have entered the state."

"Hmm..." Lu Kangjing's voice was slightly surprised, "You are the first one I've ever seen to be so relaxed after joining Director Jiang's crew for the first time."

Tang Xiu smiled without saying a word, and Lu Kangjing asked again, "How is your relationship with Director Jiang? Are you happy?"

Jiang Qiao in the mirror was already waiting a little anxiously. Tang Xiu switched the phone from one hand to the other, looked at him and smiled, "Happy. It's the way seniors and juniors get along."

Lu Kangjing took it for granted that the senior was Jiang Qiao and the junior was Tang Xiu, so he sighed and said, "Okay, then keep working hard, I'm hanging up the phone. I'll investigate this matter immediately, thank you very much."

"you are welcome."

Tang Xiu hung up the phone, turned around and looked at Jiang Qiao, "What's wrong, director?"

Jiang Qiao walked over, took a deep breath, "It's okay, let's see you."

Tang Xiu was at a loss, "Look at me?... Could it be that the shot just now was not good?"

"No." Jiang Qiao gritted his teeth, "Your acting...is too scary. I'll come down to see you."

Tang Xiu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, but the man on the other side looked very serious. He felt that if he laughed, he might not respect Jiang Qiao enough, so he held back.

"Then I've finished watching it now. I'm fine. Does the director have anything else to do?"

Jiang Qiao was a little embarrassed, and took a step back, "It's okay."

"That……"

"Eat, let's eat."

Tang Xiu nodded and walked out. After two steps, he turned his head and smiled at Jiang Qiao, "Director, what are you nervous about? You're stuttering."

Jiang Qiao froze.

He didn't know whether he was stunned by this question, or by these beautiful eyes.

Clear and bright, watery, cheerful and beautiful, it is completely different from the mournful one in the camera just now.

Jiang Qiao took a deep breath and rubbed his cheekbones.

He may indeed be too playful.

There are quite a lot of people in the play this morning, and the actors of these important roles will all come to have a working meal.From a long distance, Tang Xiu saw Hu Guangran picking out a lunch box with his head down, and then sat on the diagonal line with Wang Yu with the rice.

Jiang Qiao walked past Tang Xiu, pointed to the seat next to Wang Yu with a stern face, and said to Hu Guangran, "You sit here."

Hu Guangran was a little surprised, "Director?"

"If you have any personal grievances, you should settle them after the finale. Don't engage in such things in the crew."

Hu Guangran didn't move, Wang Yu took the initiative to sit beside him with the rice.Hu Guangran was obviously a little angry, and immediately shrunk his territory, Wang Yu said in a low voice: "I'm sorry about what happened that day, don't take it to heart."

Jiang Qiao watched, but Hu Guangran didn't dare to be arrogant, so he was silent for a while and said, "Let's eat."

Zhang Kaixing and Chen Bing immediately greeted everyone to sit down and eat.Tang Xiu sat next to Jiang Qiao as usual, and everyone chatted at the dinner table in full swing. Tang Xiu suddenly asked Chen Bing, "Senior, I saw that you wrote calligraphy really well last time. Let's discuss it if we have a chance."

Everyone at the table was taken aback, Jiang Qiao asked, "You can also write calligraphy?"

However, as soon as the question came out of his mouth, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.The ancestors have lived for 1 years, do you still need to say whether they know calligraphy?

Jiang Qiao silently lowered his head and filled his mouth with a big mouthful of white rice.

Tang Xiu thought it was funny, but his expression was suppressed.Chen Bing nodded and said to him, "Okay, you also like calligraphy?"

"I like it very much. I forgot to tell you last time." Tang Xiu glanced at Hu Guangran's reaction out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Guangran, how is your handwriting?"

Hu Guangran's reaction was very flat, without signs of stiffness or evasion, which was beyond Tang Xiu's expectations.

He seemed to be still immersed in the depression of having to be next to Wang Yu, and while stuffing his mouth with food, he said, "My handwriting is very ugly, let alone calligraphy, I can't even write smoothly with a pen, so don't look for me."