When he saw the script, Chen Liang didn't know the authenticity of the story.

But there is no such event in history books.

But like the stars in the sky, history is forgetful. How many people and things in the past have been buried in the long river of years, turned into dust, and can be seen hanging on the sky.

Perhaps, like many past events that have not been recorded, this may also be true. However, because it does not conform to the values of contemporary harmonious society, Chen Liang did not use this script at the suggestion of others, but it does not prevent the script from leaving a deep impression on him.

He turned his head to look at Gu Yan's expression and found that the girl was lying on her side and staring at him with interest.

"Go on, what's next?"

"Brother Jinde: after reading your letter, thank you very much for giving me these ideas, but I'm afraid I can't do it. First of all, I won't leave kunzhou, because Yuexiang and I have spent the best time of our life in kunzhou, including, of course, the most miserable time of our life. I think if we leave kunzhou and this house, I will die immediately.

Second, I will not invite monks and Taoists who drive away ghosts. If they are invited, it will disturb the rest of Yuexiang's spirit in heaven. Therefore, I can only stay and deal with ghosts to the end.

I tell you, now there are only five cats left, and the rest have been killed by ghosts. Brother Jinde, you won't understand. The smell of Yuexiang remains everywhere in this ancient house. For ten years, this smell has not dissipated, but has become stronger. I feel that Yuexiang hasn't died yet. She is by my side. She has been with me for ten years Time.

I'm still writing poems every night to miss her. Sometimes the next morning, I actually find that there is another poem under my poem. It's Yuexiang's handwriting. It's still well written. It corresponds to the one I wrote.

Yuexiang is right beside me. Whether you believe it or not, she is right beside me watching me. Yes, now, I am writing to you. She is next to me. She is telling me how to write. To be exact, it is her dictation now. I write. Ten years ago, she died, but ten years later, she is alive. My God, how can I make it clear? In short, you won't believe it. In addition, I'll tell you one thing. Almost every family in kunzhou city is haunted and everyone is in constant panic. Kunzhou city is like a boat drifting in the sea, even more panic than when we were besieged for three years. After all, the enemy in those years was still human, but now the enemy in kunzhou is ghost. "

Chen Liangdao: "When he read the fifth letter, even though he was separated by the torrent of time, he still felt a deep chill. He almost didn't have the courage to continue reading. He always felt that the moon fragrance in the letter was around him, behind him, at the door and outside the window. He watched him read these letters. At this time, the cousin of the history graduate student suddenly called and said: what letter did he see What's wrong? I know you're hesitant now. I was the same as you a year ago. Since you've seen so much, please continue to read it. Remember to come to my research institute tomorrow morning. Bye. "

"After hanging up, he struggled for a long time and finally opened the sixth letter.

Brother Jinde: just after reading your letter, you said that all the twelve generals and officers who died with me in kunzhou and were rewarded by the imperial court have died unexpectedly this year, which really hurts me.

You said that General Liu was drunk in Chengdu and drowned in the river. It's incredible. I clearly remember that General Liu was very good at water and jumped in the waves of the Yangtze River. It's also impossible for General Li to hang himself for no reason at his son's wedding. His cheerful and optimistic character will also commit suicide? And on that kind of good day. What's more General Zhang was hacked to death by his family and made into human flesh steamed bread for cooking. The death of other people was also very strange. They didn't die in the battle in kunzhou. How can they now have accidents one after another, almost in the same month.

Jinde, I'm very worried about you. Will you be all right? Now I want to tell you some bad news. My cat is the last one left, but it lives well. It's a beautiful Persian cat. I'll protect it with my life, I swear. "

"This way of propulsion is quite novel. Why didn't you shoot it?"

Gu Yan asked.

With her rich film viewing experience, if this script is really shot, it should be a good suspense film.

"Because it does not meet the requirements, even if it is shot, it may not be released."

Gu Yan sighed.

"I really don't know what those old men think. They don't let us do it. It has seriously curbed the development of our films. Let's see what bad films are now. Let's not mention the West. Let's look at Korea next door. People are far away from us in terms of films."

On the boldness of film production, Korea is really one of the best and dares to shoot anything.

"Why don't you give them some advice?"

Chen Liang joked.

"I don't have that ability."

Gu Yan lay in bed with his eyes open: "why should I mention it? You speak more than I do now. You can fight for your filmmakers' due rights and interests."

"If I mention it, I'll forget myself and be proud of my achievements."

Gu Yan chuckled.

"You think very clearly. Well, go on."

"He opened the seventh letter with his uneasiness and inexplicable fear. Brother Jinde: kunzhou city is now in a great terror. People are dying strangely. There are new graves everywhere outside the city, and all the dead are men. The whole city is full of the smell of dead people, and monks and Taoists are busy doing things.

But there is no evidence that there is a plague in kunzhou. The only explanation is ghosts.

But I'm still alive, and my last cat. It lives very well and sleeps in my arms every night, just like Yuexiang. After these days, I gradually feel that Yuexiang is still alive and lives on this beautiful Persian cat. Yes, so now I can say that I get Yuexiang again. She will never be separated from me. We will always be together. The wind is rising , the wind with the smell of death in kunzhou City ran through my room and swept through my body. Although it was midsummer, I felt a cold feeling. Retribution, this is karma, and no one can escape. "