Chapter 169

"Mr. Song?" The crew members looked at the direction where he appeared in surprise. "You... have been staying here just now?"

Song Ping turned around and glanced at the public toilet behind him, clearing his throat: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..." The staff member didn't dare to say it, but he was muttering in his heart. He was adjusting the lighting equipment with problems in the open space next to him for several hours, but he didn't see the other party coming in or out. So, didn't Mr. Song have been lurking in the public toilet...

How could Song Ping not know about his misunderstanding? He could only wipe his face bitterly. After receiving the call from his senior sister just now, he didn't want to waste time, so he flew back directly on his sword and casually activated a new magic weapon barrier created by the cultivation world. This magic weapon can reduce mortals' perception of cultivators. In other words, it is almost equivalent to making cultivators invisible in the eyes of mortals.

He flew all the way to the film and television city. There were too many people in the crew, so he simply chose to stay in a public toilet. Thinking that he would not attract attention from here, he closed the magic weapon barrier, but he did not expect to be caught by the staff at the door.

Song Ping remained calm, put his hands behind his back, and staggered away from the strange sight of the staff, then quickened his pace and rushed to the shooting site.

The moonlight tonight is so bright and dazzling that the stars in the sky seem a little lonely.

Xu Shulou was leaning against a wooden shelf, looking up at the moon and recalling the emotions he had been brewing over the years. When he heard his footsteps, he turned around and looked over.

In a trance, Song Ping seemed to see the elder sister who had a lonely and sharp look in her face when he first entered the sect hundreds of years ago. The other junior brothers entered the sect later and only had time to meet the most gentle and free-spirited one, but he had seen her at that time.

The night when the master first brought him back to see the eldest sister was just like this. Under the moon, Song Ping was a little dazed and thought that they had lived in the world for too many years. Mortals had lived through generation after generation, but for them, the moonlight was like today every year...

Xu Shulou smiled at him, breaking the cold and aloof picture: "Junior sister, are you still playing with her gift?"

"Well," Song Ping came back to his senses, nodded and smiled bitterly, "I can only travel alone to come here to work."

Before Xu Shulou could say anything, the director rushed out, grabbed Song Ping's hands and shook them vigorously: "There is really no other way. I originally wanted to ask Xiaobai to help with the guest appearance, but it is not a good idea after all. Xiaoxu said that you know martial arts, so I invited you to come. Thank you, Mr. Song, for coming to save the situation!"

In other words, the person rolling on the asteroid could have been him? Song Ping broke away from the director and glanced at his senior sister who looked up at the sky again and refused to look him in the eye: "... You're welcome, I'll go change my clothes now?"

"Okay, okay! Xiao Li, quickly take Ms. Song to put on makeup!"

Soon, Song Ping came back, wearing a long-haired wig and ancient costume. Everyone at the scene was quite surprised and couldn't take their eyes off him. His temperament was not that of a handsome young man in troubled times. He was more moderate and peaceful. In Sheng Wuyou's words, "You can tell at first glance that he is a good man with an open mind and an upright character." At this time, everyone at the scene also felt that he didn't need any acting skills to play this look. At first glance, they knew that he must be playing a knight.

Song Ping subconsciously looked in the direction of Sheng Wuyou, who was also looking at him, a little dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

He lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a slight pain in his heart.

The moonlight tonight is so beautiful. Throughout the ages, many poets have written about the moon, using the moonlight to write about homesickness, longing, and unattainable desires. Perhaps the beautiful moonlight can easily evoke people's soft thoughts. Song Ping suddenly remembered the distant past. Before he married Sheng Wuyou, many people were afraid that he would regret it in the future. Now that hundreds of years have passed, he is probably finally qualified to answer this question - he has never regretted it for a moment.

Xu Shulou suggested to the director: "Why don't we find a rooftop to shoot? This wooden frame is not very suitable for the role."

The director was worried: "Will it work?"

"It's OK," Xu Shulou nodded solemnly, "I won't joke about my own life or the lives of others."

If Song Ping had not come, and if the mortal actors had still been acting opposite her, she would never have made such a request.

Song Ping naturally agreed to this. The director looked at the two of them and still hesitated: "Then you can first see which building in the film and television city is suitable?"

Xu Shulou quickly picked one and pointed it to the director, who shook his head and explained, "Those buildings are all abandoned. The reason they haven't been demolished yet is because they're waiting for some gullible crew to rent them out to film an explosion scene."

"How much? Can we afford it?" Xu Shulou inquired about the prices.

"It's not particularly expensive. After all, it hasn't been rented out for several years... Wait, are you crazy?" The director looked at her with his mouth wide open, but gradually realized from her serious expression that he might soon become the "sucker".

Unfortunately, the investors still have the final say in this regard. Seeing that Song Ping insisted on spending the money, the director had no choice but to compromise. He quickly called an acquaintance who was in charge of the operation of the film and television city and booked the small building amid the other party's roar. Then he insisted on tying up wires and safety ropes for Xu Shulou and the other person, and made various protective facilities just in case.

Seeing that the moon would set if they continued, and the beautiful moonlight would be wasted, the crew members took their positions and started filming in a hurry.

Song Ping, dressed in a long green robe, stood on the roof with his hands behind his back, confronting Xu Shulou. Everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, thinking that no matter how the fight would go, the aura was very strong and looked like it was real.

Time was a bit tight and there was no room for repeated reshoots. Fortunately, Song Ping was different from the previous actors and did not need any adjustment. He and Xu Shulou naturally had a tacit understanding. After the director shouted "start", he raised his hand and swung out with his sword, bringing up a sword light reflecting the moonlight, like the clear light of the river and the sea.

Although everyone in Mingyue Peak was taught by the same master, their swords have their own auras, probably related to their personalities. When you first fight with the youngest sister Bai Roushuang, you will feel that her sword energy is soft and gentle, but when you fight with her, you will find that there is a layer of hardness underneath; Xu Shulou is indomitable and overwhelmingly powerful. Most people are busy worrying about their lives when fighting with her, and they can hardly spare the time to feel her sword energy; Song Ping's sword energy is neither sharp nor elegant, it seems to be the average value in the middle, not more or less, and there are no fancy sword moves, everything is simple.

As soon as he made the move, the director knew the scene was a sure success.

Someone sighed quietly: "Boss Song is actually really good."

Naturally, there was no murderous aura at the scene, but everyone only saw Song Ping's apparently professional moves and aura, and subconsciously their hearts rose to their throats. However, they saw Xu Shulou easily take the sword move, her skirt swirling, her black hair flying, she passed through the sword shadow, rolled over, and swept behind Song Ping, then unsheathed her sword. Under the moonlight, the sword light suddenly appeared, like lightning and like startled snow.

"Wait, was that jump lifted by the wire or did she jump by herself? Was there someone controlling the wire? Could it be the legendary Qinggong?" Everyone was stunned. The producer at the side wanted to grab the director's monitor and play a replay immediately, but he managed to hold himself back.

In the Qingqiu Moon Cave and the Liushui Rooftop, the director controlled the main camera to move backwards, turning the two people on the roof into a silhouette.

Under the bright moonlight, someone suddenly thought that this really fulfilled Bai Roushuang's immature words - that amazing past.

Except for the sound of Xu Shulou and Song Ping's swords clashing, the scene returned to silence. The audience seemed to have had a short dream and was brought back to the era of swordsmen, encountering a refreshing and enjoyable competition.

Perhaps after the competition is over, these spectators can go to the end of the street to get a drink, stroll through the long street, fall asleep with a heart full of excitement, dream about a swordsman, and when they wake up the next day, brag to others that they have seen an immortal.

Perhaps there will be some regrets in my heart, because such a stunning sight can only be a fleeting encounter, witnessing the unparalleled elegance of the immortal at that moment...

Xu Shulou naturally didn't notice everyone's literary and artistic fantasies. While fighting with her junior brother, she was thinking that after the show became popular, the new prop swords the crew replaced them with were indeed much more useful than before, and they sparkled in the moonlight and looked quite beautiful.

Seeing that the time was right, she nodded slightly to Song Ping, who understood, leaped up, held the sword with both hands and chopped down with force. Xu Shulou held his sword horizontally to block his attack, but the residual power of the chopped sword did not stop, causing her to crush the roof and fall straight down.

"ah--"

There were screams at the scene. The director stood up from behind the camera and ran over. He saw Song Ping waving his hands at everyone in embarrassment: "Don't be afraid. It's okay. We're acting."

Xu Shulou had already jumped onto the roof again: "Don't panic, it's all for the show."

"..." After the director rushed over to make sure she wasn't hurt, he no longer cared about the investor's face and was so angry that he almost yelled, "You are so brave! I almost thought the whole crew would follow you to the social news!"

The director gave Song Ping another condemning look, as if asking him why he was fooling around too. The latter suddenly felt a little amused, as if from that year to now, everyone who had come into contact with the senior sister quickly accepted her noisy personality, and subconsciously regarded the junior brothers and sisters around her as the more reliable ones.

"The full moon is about to set," Xu Shulou smiled at the director soothingly, "Besides, isn't the atmosphere here?"

"..." The director stomped his feet in anger, but he didn't expect that the roof of the abandoned building was already a little dangerous, and after being hit by Xu Shulou and Song Ping, it could not withstand the stomping. The roof under him cracked, and he swayed and almost fell down.

The next second, the entire crew maintained a uniform 45-degree upward gaze, staring at their heroine grabbing the director's collar, swinging in the air with the wire rope, and swinging down to the ground with the director. The moonlight tonight was so beautiful, and Xu Shulou's sleeves fluttered, like a fairy from heaven descending to earth under the moon. But when they swung closer, they found that the wire rope was not long enough. Xu Shulou looked like she wanted to jump down directly, but the director let out a sharp howl in her hand, so they watched her swing back helplessly. The originally beautiful scene of a fairy descending to earth, coupled with the director's open-mouthed expression and long scream, subtly looked like an ape swinging between vines, making everyone sway repeatedly between two completely unrelated fantasies.