Chapter 239 Stunning Everyone
It was not until Hu Xiaoxiao changed out of her costume and removed her makeup that everyone recovered from their shock.
After Zheng Pingxin came back to his senses, he felt sorry for Hu Xiaoxiao. "What a pity! You haven't played a role like this in TV dramas."
The TV station's top management is so blind that they didn't even bring out any of the unique qualities of such an excellent actor.
Otherwise, how can we shock the audience?
Hu Xiaoxiao told him: "In TV dramas, roles like this are all played by supporting female characters."
This type of female lead is not popular in TV dramas. Sexy, charming and enchanting ones are all supporting roles. The heroines are either pure and kind like Lan Xinya, or upright like Mu Guiying.
"It's okay. The heroine of the movie likes your current look the most. You'll definitely be popular in the future." Zheng Pingxin became excited again. "I'm confident that this look of yours will stun everyone once it debuts on the screen."
After receiving the recognition, Hu Xiaoxiao said happily: "I can amaze everyone with any look."
"..." Zheng Pingxin was silent for a moment, well, Hu Xiaoxiao is indeed so beautiful that she is out of the circle. No matter whether it is the ruthless Zhou Bijun, the simple Lan Xinya, or the recently popular Xie Weihua in Hong Kong, they all amaze the public.
What amazes the public about her is not her appearance, but her as a person.
“Action!”
On his way back from a business trip to Beijing, Wang Shimo, the Vice Minister of Rites, missed his hotel and had to spend the night in a temple with his men.
At midnight, the moon was covered by dark clouds and the sky and the earth fell into darkness.
In the gloomy night, in the pitch-black temple, a piece of white silk suddenly crawled in, as if it had consciousness, and crawled towards Wang Shimo.
Suddenly, white silk strangled Wang Shimo's neck, dragged him off the bed, and dragged him towards the door.
Wang Shimo woke up from his sleep, reached out to grab the white silk around his neck, and opened his mouth to call his subordinates for help, but no sound came out.
After great effort, before he suffocated, Wang Shimo finally broke free from the white silk around his neck, climbed up, ran for his life in panic, and shouted for help.
Then the huge temple fell silent, so quiet that apart from his voice, one could hear a pin drop. The temple was completely dark, and he stumbled around, bumping into doors and walls from time to time, feeling utterly miserable.
Suddenly, a white silk came towards him again, and Wang Shimo rolled away.
Seeing the temple gate right in front of him, he was about to escape from this strange temple. Just as Wang Shimo showed joy, his feet suddenly tightened and were strangled by white silk.
Wang Shimo screamed, fell to the ground, and was dragged back to the temple by Baichou.
In the silent night, only Wang Shimo's screams could be heard. He was beaten to a pulp with blood all over his head, looking so pitiful.
When the white silk was dragged onto the roof, Wang Shimo found an opportunity to break free, but he slipped again and fell from the roof, his head about to be cracked.
At this time, the moon climbed out from the clouds, and the sky and the earth were filled with a hazy light.
Amidst the clouds and mist, a Taoist priest appeared in the distance, limping with a sword on his back.
"Laojun said: The Great Dao is formless, giving birth to heaven and earth; the Great Dao is emotionless, moving the sun and moon; the Great Dao is nameless, nourishing all things; I do not know its name, so I call it the Dao. The Dao has both clarity and turbidity, both movement and stillness; heaven is clear, earth is turbid; heaven moves, earth is still; men are clear, women are turbid; men move, women are still; descending from the root and flowing to the end, giving birth to all things. The clear is the source of the turbid, the moving is the foundation of the still. If a person can always be clear and still, heaven and earth will all return to him..."
As the Taoist priest's voice became ethereal and vicissitudes of life, he gradually approached.
The Taoist priest limped on one leg and seemed to be walking slowly, but he was able to shrink the distance to an inch. In a few blinks of an eye, he arrived in front of the ancient temple and caught Wang Shimo who fell from the roof.
Wang Shimo, having survived the catastrophe, caught a glimpse of the Taoist priest by moonlight. He had a scraggly beard, a look of vicissitudes, half-white hair, and a half-ripped robe. A wine gourd hung from his waist, and a sword covered in yellow talismans was slung across his back.
The Taoist priest threw Wang Shimo to the ground, took out a yellow talisman, formed a seal and chanted, "Monster! Reveal yourself quickly!"
Under the Taoist's spell, the talisman paper swelled up in the wind and hit a certain place inside the ancient temple.
A shrill scream was heard from inside. It turned out that the one causing trouble was a locust tree spirit in the temple that had been practicing for five hundred years.
The locust tree spirit was injured by the talisman paper, and pulled out its roots from the ground, dancing wildly in the moonlight. The densely packed roots, with their fangs and claws bared, seemed to cover half the sky.
The Taoist priest drew his sword and fought with the locust tree spirit.
Wang Shimo walked aside curiously to watch the fight, but was hit in the face by a root of the locust tree spirit, injuring his eyes.
Wang Shimo screamed and covered his eyes.
After fighting with the locust tree spirit for dozens of rounds, the Taoist priest defeated the locust tree spirit and scared it to death.
"Monster, I wonder how you can continue to do evil in the future!"
After dealing with the locust tree spirit, the Taoist priest went to treat Wang Shimo's injury and said, "Your eye is injured. I applied medicine for you. It will take a month to heal."
The Taoist priest applied medicine to Wang Shimo's eyes and wrapped his eyes with cloth.
Only then did Wang Shimo realize that all his men had been eaten by the locust tree spirit.
"My surname is Wang, my name is Shi Mo. I was ordered by the Emperor to go to Yangshan Prefecture to supervise this year's provincial examination. I was passing through here on my way back to the capital and unexpectedly encountered a demon. Thank you, Taoist priest, for saving my life. Shi Mo, I will always remember your kindness. I cannot see, so please escort me back to the capital. Thank you very much."
"I am Wei Yangzi, I have nothing to do recently, so I can give you a ride."
So Wei Yangzi took Wang Shimo to the capital.
On the way, they missed the accommodation again. At dusk, Wei Yangzi saw a tavern in front of them and led Wang Shimo to the tavern.
But as he got closer, he could smell the alcohol in the air, a foul stench, and he stopped and frowned.
Wang Shimo couldn't see, so he had to rely on Wei Yangzi's wooden stick to guide him. He smelled the aroma of wine and exclaimed, "Wine! This wine smells good! Good wine!"
An exceptionally beautiful woman in green walked out of the tavern. She had a graceful figure and her long hair was tied up with a cloth of the same color.
She leaned against the door, her eyes darting around, revealing an indescribable charm. She waved and smiled at the two men, saying, "My two guests, please come in and have a drink. I, Hu Si Niang, have some delicious food and wine to entertain you today."
Wei Yangzi felt that this place was a bit strange, but he was skilled and brave, so he strode towards the tavern. Wang Shimo, who was walking with the other end of the wooden stick behind him, was a little surprised: "Why does this sound familiar?"
But Wang Shimo was hungry and thirsty at the moment, and just wanted to have something to eat and drink, so he followed Wei Yangzi into the tavern.
Inside the tavern, five tables were occupied by guests, all of whom were men wielding broadswords. They all had ferocious faces, filled with murderous intent. Seeing a shabby Taoist priest and a blind man arrive, they took a quick look at them, thinking they had nothing to offer. Then, they continued to gulp down their wine and eat their food.
After sitting down, Wei Yangzi asked Hu Si Niang, "Madam, what kind of wine and dishes do you have?"
Hu Si Niang came over seductively, gently resting her elbow on Wang Shimo's shoulder, smiling charmingly, "Master, do you drink too?"
Wang Shimo smelled a strange fragrance and heard Hu Si Niang's charming voice. Even though he couldn't see, he was already tempted. "Master, if you don't drink, I will. Madam, what kind of wine do you have?"
Hu Si Niang said with a smile: "I have two kinds of wine here, one is Piercing Heart Wine, and the other is Heartbreaking Wine. Which one would you like to drink? I also have two side dishes, one is Blanched Wolf Heart, and the other is Steamed Dog Lung. Which one would you like to eat?"
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