"Director, how should we shoot it?"
"Wait."
The person talking to Wang Quan was a teacher from Bayi Film Studio.
He was also recruited into the project.
He was the one who came up with the storyboard for Ghost Hunter Chronicles.
Of course, it was not the script. Most of it was real.
Getting Dream Shuying and Xu Ye, who were proud and arrogant, to cooperate and act together … It was impossible for them to fake the competition.
Therefore, they could not be used as a foil.
Basically, when they encountered the antagonist, they would be beaten up before Wang Quan could even make a move.
Fortunately, the people of Dakang had not been brainwashed, so they were still enjoying the show.
"Let me think."
The director's previous works were martial arts movies.
Moreover, it was the kind of old-school martial arts movie. His strength was to be able to film that kind of feeling, which was commonly known as "having that flavor."
The director thought for a moment and had an idea.
Then, he called Su Qingyu, who was carrying the camera. "Little Su, your task is very difficult."
"Don't worry, director!" Su Qingyu was full of confidence. "Just tell me how to shoot it. I promise to complete the task!"
"Okay."
The director was also a talent. He quickly finished the storyboard and explained the script to Wang Quan and the others.
"The main thing is to show the bleakness and fear of the streets at night. Then, Wang Quan's appearance. "
He twisted open the cup and took a big gulp. The director continued. "First, we'll have a poem. It'll be the nickname Wang Quan had before. Then, the camera will start moving up from his feet. Finally, we'll have the scene of Wang Quan walking confidently in the bleak night wind. It's full of wuxia flavor.
"Then, we'll catch the ghost normally. But according to your plan, you want the Zeng residence to be avenged, right? What should we do? Let the malicious ghost named Yuzhu kill them all? "
"I want to." Wang Quan sighed. "But our Master Wu is not willing."
He took out the script given by Wu Chonghua and handed it over. "Follow this."
Publicity was about nourishing things silently.
Therefore, the plot of the malicious ghost's revenge must not appear.
What should they do?
It was very simple.
A righteous lord came!
Huangquan from Songyang Mountain was the contestant.
In the Zeng residence, he quickly suppressed the female ghost Yuzhu but did not kill her.
This kind of thing had to be reported to the authorities.
Yuzhu actually agreed with this point.
But the classic came.
The people of my Great Kang Kingdom are peaceful and peaceful. When someone dies on the street, it's just because someone stripped them of their clothes and put them on.
The people of Dakang lived peacefully and diligently. He would not do anything other than plunder the people.
Of course, the magistrate here was diligent and loved the people. Other than plundering the people's fat and riches, he didn't know anything else.
Of course, he could not be bothered to deal with this kind of thing. This was a classic villain, a clown who served as a foil to the great hero Wang Quan.
Wang Quan gave him a good beating. Then, Songyang Mountain sent people to take over Yangquan Town.
What followed was the classic beating of the local tyrants, dividing the land, and holding a public trial at the Zeng residence.
Then, justice was carried out. The people of the Zeng residence received the punishment they deserved. After Yu Zhu thanked them profusely, her resentment disappeared.
However, she was already a ghost and could not enter the cycle of reincarnation.
She!
Because she learned the spirit of Songyang Mountain, she changed!
Songyang Mountain was good!
Dakang turned people into ghosts. Songyang Mountain turned ghosts into people!
In fact, Wang Quan secretly gave Yuzhu the ability to survive during the day.
This was publicity!
It might not be much in the short term, but in the long run …
It was like a Hollywood movie. The movie had to reflect the army and give a close-up of the ugly country's flag. Then, the commander had to give a speech and type GG with the people.
There were also Japanese cartoons.
Regardless of the world view, it had to be a country with an Japanese style.
This was the soft export of culture.
Although Wang Quan felt that the plot developed by Wu Chonghua and the others was very strong, no one in this world had seen it before. The effect would definitely be outstanding!
Furthermore, they were very smart. They hid all of this in an interesting story.
It was like a Hollywood movie or a Japanese cartoon.
Reasonable!
Professional!
The director laughed. "I'm familiar with this!"
He even lit a cigarette!
It could not be helped. He had shot too many films like this, but most of them were not commercial films.
This was his first time shooting a commercial film like this. It was very challenging for him.
"The burden on my shoulders is very heavy …"
He threw the cigarette away. He was full of confidence!
…
The rain was pouring. The atmosphere in the dilapidated temple outside Kucha Town was heavy.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside. The sound of the rain breaking the tiles rang incessantly.
The howling wind rattled the broken windows.
The broken mud on the offering table seemed to be illuminated by the dim candlelight.
There were four groups of people in this small dilapidated temple.
There were three men in bamboo hats and coats. Behind them lay a row of corpses in black with talismans on their faces.
There were also four men covered in blood. There was a box beside them. They were the most frightened now.
As long as there was a thunder, they would subconsciously look at the door of the dilapidated temple.
If they did not see anyone, they would scan the others warily.
From their reactions, it was obvious that they were being chased. The target of the person who was chasing them was the box behind them.
As for the other two groups … one was Li Wenbo's group, and the other was Cheng Weihua's group.
They sat on either side, but vaguely surrounded the other two groups of people in a triangular formation.
In the middle of the dilapidated temple, there was a small black box with a long string on it.
The small screen on the black box was showing Underworld's Demon Hunting, and it happened to be the public trial of the Zeng family.
Then, it ended very quickly.
Following that, with the sound of Kunqu, all the programs for the day ended.
The dilapidated temple fell into a strange silence again.
On the candle flame that was about to be extinguished by the wind, a moth flew back and forth. Its huge shadow was reflected on everyone's face.
"It really is Quan Ge."
"Yeah, I saw that fatty Niu Ben too."
Fang Heng continued Xin Zihao's words.
"Where is Yangquan Town?" It was Cheng Weihua who asked.
Lin Yu pushed up his glasses. "60 miles southeast of Kucha Town. When are we going to find them?"
"We have to leave at dawn. This world is too dangerous. And we need Ah Quan's help to kill that water ghost that is about to become a river god. "
Cheng Weihua turned around and asked, "Xiao Li, are you coming with us?"
Li Wenbo looked at his two uncles and saw them nodding frantically. He smiled and said, "Of course! I just hope we won't be a burden to you. "
"Don't worry, we won't give up on any of our companions." Cheng Weihua replied with a smile. Then, he looked at the other two groups of people and said, "The rest are these few. Who are you? "
There were corpses on the ground.
So … when they came in just now, the corpses walked in by themselves.
Those three … were corpse herders?
There were four other people who were being chased.
Although Cheng Weihua and the others looked calm, they were actually very tense.
Not far from the temple, a "person" stepped in the mud and slowly approached the dilapidated temple.
It looked up at the dilapidated temple, and in the next moment, it was covered by the heavy rain.
Behind it, the ground was full of broken limbs.
The blood flowing on the ground was quickly washed away by the rain.
The people in the dilapidated temple obviously didn't know that danger was coming.
