"What is the origin of the fake love root?"

Feng Daiku explained: "The root of true love is the seed of love, nurtured in the heart, rooted in the eyes,

This false love root is created by an illusion, born in the eyes, stays in the eyes, and changes in the eyes. It is both true and false, both real and unreal. It is a means of forgery by illusion. "

The two of them were talking in the cinema like this, aren't they afraid of being heard?

I'm really not afraid.

The people around didn’t see Feng Daiku, nor could they hear the conversation between the two.

The technique of using illusion to fake love cultivation made Feng Daiku a little angry: "Wu Lang, where did this handkerchief come from?"

"It was left behind by a close friend at Black Rock Slope when I was trying to remove the false love roots."

Feng Daiku murmured, "There is a fake love root in Heishipao, but there is no one in Kudaikan. What's the reason?"

Ma Wu said: "The other party is not a reckless person. If he forges emotional cultivation methods in your territory, isn't he waiting for you to punish him?"

Feng Daiku shook his head slightly: "I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about why the same movie can't leave a false love root in my heart,

If it has been left behind, I will deal with it early. If it has not been left behind, what is the change?"

Ma Wu understood what Feng Daiku meant. The movies shown at Heishipo might be different from those shown at Kudaikan.

What exactly is the difference?

Ma Wu was really prepared for this matter: "My men will arrive at Kudaikan tomorrow, and they will bring the film and drama from Heishipao here."

Feng Daiku looked at the screen, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this the only movie you brought? This "Blood Blade Detective" is a bit too boring."

Ma Wu hugged Feng Dai and said bitterly: "There are plenty of good movies. Let's enjoy them one by one."

…

The next day, Feng Daiku stayed in the hotel and watched Heishipo's "Blood Blade Detective" with Ma Wu. Feng Daiku was very meticulous and found the key points after watching for about ten minutes.

"Wulang, rewind this scene a little."

Ma Wu rewound the film and rewound it back about five minutes.

The leading actress Xiao Xiufei was taking a shower under the shower, and suddenly a tear fell from her eyes out of sadness.

Tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, onto my cheeks, down my neck, and onto my conscience.

The male lead Chu Ningsheng suddenly walked into the bathroom and sucked the tear into his mouth.

I have to say that this series of shots was used very well. Analyzing purely from an artistic point of view, Ma Wu is very convinced. There is no such long shot in "The Bloodshot".

The detail that Feng Daiku noticed was the scene when the male protagonist swallowed the tear.

That swallow seemed to swallow up all the heroine's sadness and melancholy.

"Wulang, in this scene, there should be no shadow on the belt."

"No?" Ma Wu was stunned for a moment. As far as he could remember, he seemed to have seen this scene in the cinema yesterday.

Feng Dai shook his head bitterly and said, "Wu Lang, I really don't have this picture. This picture is very delicate and gives people a deep feeling.

The reason why Wu Lang didn't notice it was because he had too much experience in this regard. Some people were born with no interest in such things and would not fall for it.

But there are very few people like this. When ordinary people see this scene, their hearts will definitely be touched, and this false love will be planted.

Wu Lang, look carefully, first look at the teardrop, then look at the woman's conscience, there is a magic trick here."

Ma Wu took a closer look and found that they were indeed different.

He had slept with Xiao Xiufei, and Xiao Xiufei's conscience was very light in color, and the color and texture here became very dark.

This is where the illusion begins.

I put so much thought into selling more movie tickets.

Ma Wu shook his head and sighed, "After Ling Miaoying died, no one knows who is running this movie company. This is a rather nasty thing to do."

Feng Dai frowned and said, "Wulang, I cannot tolerate this. No matter what their purpose is, they used this despicable trick to forge a means for my sect. I absolutely cannot tolerate this!"

Ma Wu said, "How do you want to deal with it?"

"Wulang, is there any way to lead them to Kudaikan?"

Ma Wu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "These people usually stay in Green Water City. It is too difficult to lure them out."

Hearing about Green Water City, Feng Dai sighed bitterly: "If the incident happened somewhere else, I would go look for them, but if it happened in Green Water City..."

Green Water City is Green Flower's territory. Which local god dares to say that he is not afraid of Green Flower?

Ma Wu comforted Feng Daiku twice, and Feng Daiku's mood improved slightly.

"Wulang, do you also want to learn their method and earn more movie tickets?"

"How can I be that kind of person?" Ma Wu shook his head. "No matter what business you do, you must have a basic sense of duty. When I return, I will expose this matter immediately and not let others be fooled again."

Feng Daiku touched Ma Wu's cheek and said, "I will teach Wulang some magic tricks. If you encounter similar things in the future, Wulang will be able to see through them at a glance."

Ma Wu was very happy. It was a rare opportunity to learn magic from the local god.

Feng Dai poked Ma Wu's forehead bitterly and said, "It's too easy for you to learn skills from me all the time."

Ma Wu hugged Feng Dai tightly and said bitterly: "How can I let you suffer any loss? I will pay the tuition!"

…

Early in the morning, Qiu's Pharmacy was not open yet, and an old man named Sangxiu was sitting at the door with his pipe in his hand.

With his dejected look, the drugstore won’t have any business for the whole day.

Even if there were people who came to buy medicine, they would not dare to enter Qiu’s Pharmacy in order to avoid this sadistic man.

Doesn't this mourner have anywhere else to go?

He had been to other places before, and after repeated comparisons, he felt that this place was the most suitable.

The main reason is that this funeral cultivator's level is not low and ordinary people cannot handle him.

Qiu Zhiheng asked someone about it, and found out that the man's name was Yu Heshun, and he was a sixth-level funeral cultivator. In his lifetime, he had turned eighteen villages into deserted ones.

The villagers could not stand his interference and some died or left.

The village was deserted and he had no way to practice, so he had no choice but to move around. Now that he was old, he really didn't want to move anymore, so he wanted to find a suitable family to live with for more than two years.

There are not many families that can withstand six levels of mourning, just like the bun shop in Ligou. Yu Heshun had been there before, but the owner of the bun shop was an honest man.

An honest man doing an honest business cannot stand too much trouble. After being disgusted by Yu Heshun's few words, the bun shop almost closed down. If he was disgusted for a few more days, the owner of the bun shop would probably commit suicide.

Qiu Zhiheng is obviously not an ordinary person. In Yu Heshun's opinion, such a person may not die even after struggling for ten or eight years, so he must keep this job.

Of course, if he had heard of Qiu Zhiheng's name, he would not dare to continue to pester him like this.