The most important thing about martial arts is the fighting scenes. The joy of revenge and the flash of swords and sabers are the real world of martial arts.

But those dramas treat people as fools, with a lot of cutouts in the dramas, fighting scenes relying entirely on post-editing, various fighting moves played back and forth in slow motion, and they always add some inexplicable emotional lines, which is a combination of complaints and thunder points.

If this kind of drama is not criticized, then what kind of drama should be criticized?

It is because Liang Shaoyuan understands the audience's psychology that he is able to try his best to accurately avoid these sensitive points and flaws.

A good director + a good screenwriter + a good script + good actors = an excellent drama. This is the formula he has figured out over the years as a director, and he has been doing so all the time, so every drama he directs has good results.

This time he was just like always. No matter how big the actors in the crew were, no matter how popular they were, you had to get on the mountain! Even if you were Zhou Ziheng, you had to get on the mountain! If you want to shoot, shoot. If you don’t want to shoot, get out!

However... the filming location this time is not as desolate as the mountain used in the filming of "The Yin and Yang Strange Tales". It is also a well-known tourist attraction called "Yunwu Mountain" because the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

However, due to the terrain, there is no homestay or hotel on the mountain, nor any shops. There is only one temple for rest, but the conditions are very simple, so tourists basically go up and down on the same day.

But the crew had to wait for the snow to start work. If they all stayed in the hotel at the foot of the mountain, the danger of going up the mountain on a snowy day would definitely increase multiples, so Liang Shaoyuan simply waved his hand and booked all the guest rooms in the temple.

Going up and down the mountain is troublesome and time-consuming, and there are uncontrollable dangers. It’s better to just stay and wait for the snow!

Yiwan Zhou and his assistant Xu Jie were standing at the foot of Yunwu Mountain. They were going to take the cable car up the mountain. It happened to be the off-season for tourism, so there was no need to queue up and they could just get on and go.

But Wen Wan looked at the surrounding scenery and frowned unconsciously.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Zhou Ziheng keenly noticed her abnormality, reached out and gently smoothed her eyebrows, and asked with concern.

"It's okay." Wen Wan was slightly stunned, then shook her head gently at him and explained softly: "It's just that this place feels quite similar to my hometown. I suddenly feel a little homesick."

"Huh?" Xu Jie, who was loading her luggage onto the cable car, suddenly exclaimed. She put down her luggage, scratched her head in confusion, and asked, "Hometown?"

"Isn't your home in Kyoto? Wasn't the orphanage you stayed in as a child also in Kyoto? Where is your hometown?"

Wen Wan didn't remember for a moment that Xu Jie didn't know her story, so she accidentally let it slip. After she realized it, she quickly thought about how to make up for it.

Zhou Ziheng knew that she was talking about the Jingming Sect's former mountain gate, so he hurried to help her cover it up. He frowned and looked at Xu Jie seriously, "Ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Have you forgotten the assistant code?"

Xu Jie: “…”

She's numb! She's numb!

Changing bosses still makes me feel bad about my old boss! What kind of suffering is this?

Although she had some resentment in her heart, she still shut her mouth obediently. The word "coward" was just one word, and she only said it once!

What I mean is, covering up the secret so fiercely and so confidently, isn't it... a bit too simple and crude?

When Wen Wan saw Xu Jie's pitiful look, she smiled helplessly and shook her head. Then she put the matter behind her for the time being and quickly walked forward to help Xu Jie carry the luggage.

Seeing this, Zhou Ziheng hurried over to help. Although he knew that this was a piece of cake for Wen Wan, even if she didn't need it, he still had to help. It was a matter of attitude.

Because the cable car has a specified weight limit, after they moved their luggage, they took two separate cable cars. Xu Jie and her two pieces of luggage took one, and Zhou Ziheng and Wen Wan took the other.

After Wen Wan sat down, she concentrated on looking at the scenery outside. As a result... the more she looked, the more familiar it seemed. The scenery in front of her began to slowly overlap with the scenery in her memory, and the answer was about to come out.

After she confirmed that this was the former mountain gate of the Jingming Sect, her heart suddenly warmed up. She looked at Zhou Ziheng beside her with some excitement, intending to tell him the news.

But Zhou Ziheng was like a worm in her stomach, and he spoke first: "Is this the former mountain gate of the Jingming Sect?"

"You...how do you know?" Wen Wan widened her eyes in surprise after her thoughts were revealed, and asked subconsciously.

Zhou Ziheng's lips curled up into an indulgent smile, and he placed his warm palm on the little girl's head, and replied softly, "Didn't you say before that this place feels like your hometown? How many hometowns can you have?"

Wen Wan thought about it carefully and realized that she was indeed the one who said her hometown. She was too excited just now, so her brain short-circuited and she couldn't remember it for a while.

She pressed her hands tightly against the viewing glass, and a huge smile suddenly broke out on her face, looking as bright and sunny as the sun. Then she couldn't help but sigh aloud, "Fate...it's really wonderful!"

"Actually, when I first came into this world, I really, really wanted to go home. I wanted to return to the Jingming Sect and continue my wonderful life, so..."

"So, after I learned from the original owner's memories where she had picked up the Soul Gathering Bell, I searched online for information about this place, but in the end, I discovered... the Jingming Sect had been lost in the long river of history."

Zhou Ziheng was also lost in thought as he looked at the scenery outside the window, but he still did not forget to comfort her, "Times are constantly changing, and many things are changing with them. It is normal to be lost in the long river of history.

"But you once said, 'Tangible things will eventually decay, but intangible things are passed down from generation to generation.' Although the Jingming Sect's mountain gate has disappeared, the Taoist magic has been passed down."

“So, it disappeared, but it didn’t disappear either. It just changed its way to exist forever.”

"I know!" Wen Wan couldn't help but chuckle when she heard what he said. Then she turned her head and looked at him with a smile, explaining carefully: "I'm not sad, nor am I upset."

"But my brother's words of comfort still make me happy, because... Brother, you have truly grown a lot in the time we've known each other. You've gradually gone from being indifferent to everything to becoming popular."

"I went from not knowing how to comfort others to being willing to speak even though I'm tongue-tied, to being able to understand what others are thinking and comfort them expertly based on their needs. I'm truly, truly much better than before."

A hint of smile appeared in Zhou Ziheng's deep dark eyes, and then he lowered his head shyly.

Wen Wan reached out and patted his shoulder, speaking to him earnestly.