"I caught it with earthworms." Chen Muyang put the fish on the table and said casually.
"Mu Yang, what kind of fish is this? Why is it so big?" Song Zhuer came over carrying a bucket filled with several crabs.
"This is yellowfin tuna, one of the top marine ingredients second only to bluefin tuna. It has delicious meat and is rich in nutrients."
"That must be delicious." Reba licked her lips.
The sun sets and the moon rises, casting a silver glow on the sea.
Soon, a bonfire was lit on the shore of the island, and Chen Muyang was cutting tuna into thin slices for the hot pot.
Three soup pots are ready.
The fish was too big for Chen Muyang to handle alone. He asked those who didn't know how to cut it to help him, and Chen Muyang gave a piece of meat to those who knew how to cut it. Of course, he kept the tenderest part of the belly for his close friends to eat.
After a few days, everyone became familiar with each other.
The bonfire, the beach, the sea breeze, the starry sky, the singing of birds and the dancing of swallows, as well as the ghostly howling of some men, form a magnificent picture.
After dinner, everyone rested for one night in the tents set up on the island.
The next day, the production crew had breakfast with the fast food they brought, and then the entire crew left the island.
The subsequent filming is about the Wudang scenes, so we have to rush to Wudang. Some actors have already arrived there.
After more than two hours, we arrived at Shiyan Airport and then transferred to the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Wudang Mountain, a Taoist holy land, is endowed with unique landscapes and stunning beauty by the wonders of nature, which is fascinating.
The Han River winds around the north like a dragon, and the Bashan Mountains stand like a green screen in the south.
The clear sky at dawn, the rushing tides on land and sea, the thunder and fire refining palace, the seahorse spewing mist and other fantastic visions make Wudang Mountain even more beautiful.
Every five miles there's a nunnery, every ten miles a palace, the red walls and green tiles look exquisite. The pavilions and terraces reflect the golden and silver air, and the forests and peaks are reflected in the painting mirror.
It refers to the large-scale and majestic ancient building complex in Wudang Mountain, which stands in the clouds like a fairy mountain pavilion.
If it weren't for filming, Chen Muyang really wanted to tour the entire Wudang Mountain.
For now, we can only follow the crew to the top of the mountain by cable car. The crew has contacted the official organization of Wudang Mountain and rented part of the filming venue.
"Old Han, remember to take some aerial shots of Wudang Mountain." Chen Muyang suddenly said.
"no problem."
......
The centenary birthday banquet is heartbreaking.
After arriving at the rented hall, we spent several more hours setting up the scene and started filming.
Zhang Sanfeng, played by veteran actor Li Xuejian, whistled, his robes fluttered, and he pushed open the door. The first person he saw was none other than Zhang Cuishan, whom he had not seen in ten years.
He rubbed his eyes, thinking it was an illusion, but Zhang Cuishan had already thrown himself into his arms, crying out in a choked voice, "Master!"
In his excitement, he even forgot to kneel down. Song Yuanqiao and the other five people exclaimed in joy: "Master, congratulations! The fifth brother is back."
Zhang Sanfeng lived to be a hundred years old and had been practicing for more than eighty years. His mind was clear and he had long been unconcerned with the world. However, these disciples treated Zhang Cuishan like their own sons. When they suddenly saw Zhang Cuishan, they could not help but hug him tightly and shed tears of joy.
Li Xuejian's performance moved the audience and made them feel like they were experiencing the same thing.
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At the 100th birthday party of the Wudang leader, all five major sects were present, except the leader of the Emei sect, Master Miejue, who only sent her eldest disciple to deliver a gift.
In the main hall, Chen Muyang stood in front of the camera, wearing the standard Wudang Taoist robe. He looked at the various martial arts sects and said decisively:
"The murder at Longmen Escort Agency was committed by my wife. I, Zhang Cuishan, should bear all the blame for her crime. Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, and I are sworn brothers. I will never reveal his whereabouts!"
Zhang Cuishan's eyes were resolute and sad. "Since my fellow martial artists are forcing me to reveal his whereabouts, I only have one choice!"
In a flash, Zhang Cuishan drew his sword and committed suicide, blood splattering on the spot.
The speed was so fast that no one, including Yin Susu and Zhang Sanfeng, realized that Zhang Cuishan had committed suicide on the spot.
By the time everyone reacted, Zhang Cuiren had already fallen to the ground, waiting for her body to cool down.
"Click! Okay, that's it. Next one, Yin Susu, get ready before the body gets cold." Han Yuanxing said through the loudspeaker. His directing skills improved day by day, and he became much more casual.
After hearing this, Chen Muyang wanted to curse. What did he mean by "while the body is still warm"? It was Zhang Cuishan who died, not him, Chen Muyang.
At this time, Yin Susu and the childhood Zhang Wuji were ready, and a new scene began to be filmed.
Chen Muyang just needs to play the corpse well.
Yin Susu, played by Guo Feili, walked towards Shaolin Master Kongwen step by step with deep resentment in her eyes.
"Master Kongwen, you are a respected elder among your fellow martial artists. I can only tell you the whereabouts of Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King."
"Amitabha, if the female donor had told you a moment earlier, Zhang Wuxia would not have died." Kong Wen said with a sanctimonious look on his face.
Yin Susu didn't care whether he was truly merciful or just pretending to be. She whispered in the old monk's ear, "Golden Lion King Xie Xun is right there..."
Then he said loudly: "Golden Lion King Xie Xun is over there, each of you can go find him."
Yin Susu did not reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts, and at this time the old monk still did not realize what was going on: "I didn't hear clearly."
At this time, Yin Susu no longer looked at the various sects in the hall, but bent down and looked at Zhang Wuji lovingly.
Yin Susu naturally understood the confusion in Zhang Wuji's eyes and secretly told him that she had not revealed Xie Xun's whereabouts.
Yin Susu's eyes showed reluctance and unwillingness. She stared at the little Zhang Wuji and said, "Wuji, remember what your mother said. When you grow up, never believe what women say. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Susu pulled out a dagger and committed suicide, her body falling on Zhang Cuishan.
"Click! Time to call it a day!" Han Yuanxing shouted through a loudspeaker.
The peaks are surrounded by mist and clouds, and tourists walk freely in the painting.
After work, Chen Muyang did not rush to cook, but took Song Zhuer's hand and strolled on the mountain road of Wudang Mountain.
The setting sun shone through the leaves onto the two of them, as if they were covered with a layer of golden gauze.
"It's so beautiful here." Song Zhuer exclaimed,
"I've only seen Wudang Mountain on TV before, but I never thought I'd actually come here."
"Yes, the landscape here is really beautiful." Chen Muyang also sighed.
"In addition, Wudang Mountain is the birthplace of Taoism and has a long history and culture."
The two walked and chatted, feeling the beauty of nature. Unconsciously, they came to a stream.
"The water here is so clear." Song Zhu'er squatted down and reached out to touch the water. "It's so cool."
Chen Muyang nodded, "La Claw, let's take some pictures."
"This place is indeed suitable for taking photos." After hearing this, Song Zhuer immediately took out her mobile phone, took a few photos, and took a group photo together.
The two of them enjoyed this wonderful moment.
There are clouds and mountains, ferns growing everywhere, flowers blooming and birds singing, the air is fresh, and there are towering ancient forests.
Look at the gurgling water, flowing happily along the stream, and the clear spring water hitting the rocks is like fragrant lotus flowers blooming.
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