Chapter 11 Ending

The crew's filming progress is inconsistent with the plot progress. For convenience, they usually finish filming a scene within the expected time.

Yunxiao Sword Sect is the center of the story. For a low-cost web drama like "Xianmen", this scene has occupied most of the crew's time.

Today's filming is the finale, which is also the last few scenes of Yunxiao Mountain.

"There is no demon clan holy object at all."

The fourth brother of the sect held a dogtail grass in his mouth, lying on his back and looking at the starry sky, with a nonchalant smile on his lips, "Tomorrow's news will spread, and I'm afraid that those forces who tried their best to get in before will be very angry, after all, they wasted so much unnecessary time on us. "

"Once the news spreads, the demon clan will definitely launch an attack, and the human world will usher in a war that will last for hundreds of years. "There was a fire burning in the courtyard, and everyone sat around it. The cold and steady Second Senior Brother added some firewood as he spoke.

"We would have been dead by then." The Third Senior Sister yawned and covered her lips with her hands. She leaned lazily against the eaves, looking like a beautiful woman in spring sleep. "You've been worrying about it for so many years. Don't worry about what happens after you die. "

There is no demon holy object at all.

The news is fake news, it has been fake news since the beginning, but the demons believed it, and have been restrained by the existence of the holy object for thousands of years, giving the human world a chance to breathe.

The Yunxiao Sword Sect is not a hidden sect that has suppressed the holy object for generations, but a few decades ago, the demons found evidence that the holy object did not exist. In order to cover up the facts, a small sect stood up and became a target.

They are a group of ordinary immortal cultivators, without a powerful sect heritage, without domineering secret spells, and even mediocre talents.

They are a group of ordinary people.

"The mountain protection formation can only last until the end of the fifth watch. By then, the temporary army surrounding the mountain will rush into the mountain gate. Once the mountain is searched, the news that the holy object is not with us will definitely be revealed. It is already extremely lucky that the demon clan has been deceived for thousands of years with such a lie. What happens next is the fate of the people on earth."

The third sister chattered on and on about the current situation. At the end, she held her chin and laughed twice. Her laughter was as clear and crisp as a silver bell.

"But no matter what, I still don't want to give up. In order to be a good target, I have practiced hard..."

The outside world has made the Yunxiao Sword Sect sound mysterious, claiming that all the disciples are geniuses at the master level. Who would have known that decades ago, this sword sect didn't even have a name. There were only a few teenagers living in the mountains who knew some minor magic spells. They ate and slept every day, and were proficient in fishing and hunting birds.

I don't know when the first thought in their minds when they opened their eyes changed from what to eat for breakfast to how many enemies they would have today.

Chu Laoliu was picking taro from the fire. He was the youngest, acted rashly, and had a naive optimism. Hearing this, he pouted and said, "What if the other immortal sects get there in time and rescue us? "

Jiang Qiuyue sat aside, holding a curled storybook in her hand, and did not participate in the discussion from beginning to end.

The third sister asked Chu Laoliu to peel a taro for her as well.

Chu Laoliu estimated that the two were almost the same distance from the fire, and asked why.

"You are lucky, the taro you peel is always cooked."

Chu Laoliu handed the taro in his hand to the senior sister, "This one is cold, you can eat it."

The third sister touched his dog head, "Our little Jinliu is very considerate. "

Chu Laoliu was dissatisfied with the title of Jinli, but did not say much.

He always had the ability to mess up everything, and he also had the luck to turn danger into safety. The title of Jinli not only included absolute luck, but also included his incredible ability to mess up everything.

After the two of them finished their nonsense, the fourth brother said slowly: "They can't catch up. This attack on the mountain has been planned for a long time. Not only the demons, but also evil cultivators and immortal sects, all of them are elite. We can avoid it this time, but we can't avoid it next time."

The power of the holy object can be used by everyone, and it is not only the demons who covet it. Since ancient times, power and strength have always made people lost.

"What's more, there is a demon monarch over there who is familiar with us and Yunxiao Mountain. "

Speaking of the seventh brother whose true identity was exposed, several eyes glanced at Jiang Qiuyue directly or implicitly.

"Don't look at me."

Chu Laoliu felt guilty, and tried to hide his guilt, "Senior Sister, we didn't..."

"Didn't you see you trembling?"

Chu Laoliu: "..."

The fourth brother was overjoyed, "Chu Laoliu, you just haven't been down the mountain, you're not stupid. How come you're still like this after all these years, your courage is smaller than a sesame seed."

The second senior brother calmly interrupted, "He's not timid, he's just afraid of Jiang Qiuyue. "

After all, from childhood to adulthood, Chu Laoliu has committed at least 800 mistakes, and it was Jiang Qiuyue who punished him every time. The eldest senior sister did not understand that children are weak, and she beat him to death with a stick.

Chu Laoliu was able to survive thanks to him.

The third senior sister came to Jiang Qiuyue and took a look.

"Is it so interesting to read the storybook at this time?"

Jiang Qiuyue replied coldly: "It's not interesting."

The third senior sister was silent for a moment.

"Why are you crying if it's not interesting?"

Jiang Qiuyue calmly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said calmly: "This paragraph is a little sad, and I can't help my emotions."

Third senior sister: "...So is it interesting or not?"

"It's not interesting. Pu Yangxi said it was interesting, but I don't agree. If I see him tomorrow, I will tell him my basis. "

"Oh..."

The third sister smiled intriguingly.

"Qiuyue, you like him very much."

"Yeah."

"But you won't meet again, you know, we will die on the mountain. Keeping the secret of the holy object until the last moment of life has been the promise of Yunxiao Sword Sect for decades."

"Maybe we can meet before I die, then I will tell him that this story is not good."

"Okay."

The third sister didn't want to argue with her.

Jiang Qiuyue was used to it.

She would not change her mind because of a few words from others. She was firm and stubborn, inflexible, and would not bow her head. It

was also because of this that she could steadily support Yunxiao Mountain for decades.

The third sister suddenly became curious.

"Qiuyue, when Master died, were you so calm?"

The night was silent, with only the crackling of the campfire.

"Master has been dead for many years. In order to stabilize the situation, you had to hide the fact that he was dead. You delivered food to him every seven days, rain or shine, and even we were kept in the dark... Those food boxes were empty every time you took them out. When you ate all the food alone in the quiet cave... What were you thinking?"

Liu Zhenzi died in a demon assassination more than ten years ago.

After the news of the holy relic was leaked, there were countless such attempts. Only Jiang Qiuyue and Liu Zhenzi were present in the assassination, and then the master announced that he would close the sect and ignore the affairs of the sect.

Even the other disciples knew nothing about it until a few days ago, when they learned that Liu Zhenzi had passed away. Without Liu Zhenzi's defense, it was easy for the demons to break through the Yunxiao Mountain Gate.

Jiang Qiuyue held the storybook in her hands, not looking away. If someone looked down, they would see her sad eyes.

"It tastes bad." She answered.

The third sister laughed.

The fourth brother yelled in dissatisfaction, "I am responsible for the food of the people in the sect. If you think it tastes bad, you can do it. You are all lazy as ghosts..."

Chu Laoliu: "Okay, okay, I will learn later."

Second brother: "There is no later."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The fourth brother snorted and laughed in an ambiguous way, "Not necessarily. Maybe Puyangxi has deep feelings for the boss and spread the news that the holy object does not exist in advance. Naturally, the demons down the mountain will not block us again."

If there is no holy object, it is meaningless to besiege Yunxiao Sword Sect.

Release the news, you can save Jiang Qiuyue's life, but release the news, it will go against Jiang Qiuyue's will.

How should Puyangxi choose?

Chu Laoliu thought for a while, humming and muttering: "I think Laoqi is pretty good..."

"At this time, it's best for him to be bad." The third sister interrupted calmly.

"He won't tell." Jiang Qiuyue folded the book and put it neatly in her small bag, her voice still choking.

The third sister teased: "Do you trust him so much?"

"No need. As the monarch of the demon clan, the holy object is a hidden danger to him, and he must hold it in his hands; but if the holy object does not exist, it will be beneficial to him. He also needs true and false news of the holy object to control the leaders of all parties."

It's not trust, it's understanding.

They always know what kind of person each other is.

The appreciation and love born out of vigilance are stronger than any cold iron.

Daybreak is coming.

The second brother kept silent, polishing the sword until it was shiny. He knew that he would never come back, so he abandoned the meticulousness he had practiced for many years and did not lock the door for the first time.

The third sister asked, "Qiuyue, are you afraid?"

Jiang Qiuyue said nothing.

"I never understand you. The chance to live is in Puyangxi's hands, but you refuse to take it. If you just reach out, you can have a bright and brilliant second half of your life. Isn't it better to end it here?"

"Such a second half of life denies my first half of life. I don't want it." A fish belly white appeared in the sky, and the mountain protection formation took shape, shaking and about to fall.

Decades ago, it was also such a dim morning. Liu Zhenzi asked them if they were willing to be the savior once. The young men were confused and looked at each other, nodding one after another.

Since then, Yunxiao Mountain has never been peaceful.

At that time, several uncles of the same generation as Liu Zhenzi were still alive. Although it was annoying to deal with those fly-like probes, the burden was not on them. The young disciples were carefree and felt that being a savior was nothing more than that, and it was easy.

Later, the ancestors died, and most of the flowers in the mountain fell overnight. No one had time to take care of them.

The third sister's eyes were slightly red, and Jiang Qiuyue knew that she was afraid.

The third sister loves beauty and is coquettish, but she is actually a very timid girl.

She asked persistently, "Is the first half of life really that important?"

"Important."

"You want to make the first half of life meaningful even if you die for the mountain? Honestly, Qiuyue, this is so stupid. We are like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, one by one, why should we sink into a doomed dead end..." "

This is stupid, but why do you insist on this stupid path?"

Jiang Qiuyue drew her long sword without changing her expression. "Even if you depreciate this choice ten thousand times, you will still draw your sword when the mountain gate is about to be broken. So will I."

The formation shattered into spots of light, and the shouts of attacking the mountain were heard from the mountain gate in the distance.

They are a group of ordinary people who don't know how to weigh the pros and cons.

They are just sticking to a promise that no one knows about.

"Don't be afraid, Lao San."

Jiang Qiuyue said to her, "I'll go in front of you." "

As soon as the director called "Cut", Jian Heng in front of the monitor couldn't hold back his tears and choked up with his face covered.

Zhu Xinyi teased, "It's us who died, not you, why are you crying?"

Jian Heng: "I'm just a weak, helpless and pitiful little boy, I can't bear this..."

Yu Wen was amazed at his emotionality and kindly comforted him, "It's okay, we are all dead, but you are still alive."

Jian Heng choked for a second, raised his head to look at him, and then burst into tears.

"Even more cruel!!"

At this time, the actor who played the fifth brother came out of the dressing room. He didn't appear in the previous scene because Lao Wu died before this scene.

He didn't remove his makeup completely, and there was still blood on his face, just like before he died.

Jian Heng took a look and broke down again.

"I might as well die with you guys!"

The lunch scenes of several key characters had to be filmed separately. Yu Wen went to the dressing room to prepare blood bags. When he came out, he saw Jian Heng squatting in the corner, holding his mobile phone and scrolling through videos in a lifeless manner.

Yu Wen: "Teacher Jian, you are not coming to see us?"

Jian Heng looked back at him with two walnut eyes, "The director didn't allow me to watch, saying that my eyes would be too swollen to cover later."

He sighed sadly and said, "I wanted to watch a variety show to relieve my mood, but the latest episode was too dramatic, which made me even more depressed."

"What variety show?" Yu Wen was curious and went over to take a look.

It was a reality show called "Mountain Courtyard". The program was standard, with no highlights or explosive points, but it won in terms of comfortable rhythm and long-lasting flow.

The purpose of the program is to gather five guests to build a farmyard together. At the beginning, there is nothing, even the house is leaking. By completing a series of tasks to exchange for supplies, a farmyard is gradually built.

A process from nothing to something, very lifelike, some audiences like this.

Yu Wen caught a glimpse of two familiar faces on the screen, thinking that it was not his turn for the time being, so he squatted down and watched for a while.

Chu Han is the most famous of the five guests, but Xi Su is the most popular.

Yu Wen couldn't figure out how these two people could get together.

Jian Heng pointed at the screen and explained: "The first few episodes were very good, but a guest left midway and Xi Su took over. These few episodes are not so good, not as good as the previous ones..."

With a head of blue hair and a cynical smile, Xi Su Jian is here to cause trouble.