Chapter 755： Take over you monster

One after another strange things happened, Cheng Du rubbed his blue-veined forehead, and his speculations were inclined towards mysterious supernatural events.

He took out his mobile phone and walked to the corner, intending to ask the people in the circle if they knew any masters.

"..."

Deputy Director Zhang's eyes rolled slyly, probably guessing Cheng Du's mind, he took out his mobile phone and walked to a remote location.

Yan Yunhan, who had just come out of the toilet, heard someone muttering.

I didn't plan to eavesdrop, but when I was about to leave, I heard this person mention Yan Zhixu's name.

He stopped, turned around, took out his phone from his pocket, and clicked the recording without thinking.

"I'll find a master to hook up with Cheng Du, take this matter from a supernatural angle, and then throw the blame on Yan Zhixu."

"As long as she is kicked out of the crew, the vacant position of the second woman will definitely be yours for Xin Ran."

"You just have to wait for my good news. You can thank me well then."

...

Deputy Director Zhang was talking about his strategy, his eyes flashing with excitement, and he felt that the turning point of things was coming, and the dawn was close at hand.

"..."

This assistant director is really not a **** thing!

Never thought that he would overhear such a sinister incident, a brief disbelief appeared on Yan Yunhan's delicate face, and a storm surged in his heart.

He paused the recording and left with a gentle footstep. He didn't feel alarmed, as if he had been beaten with blood. The excited, complacent Assistant Director Zhang.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the "Xuanji Biography" program group.

The director dispersed the construction crew and the staff, leaving only a few important actors for the filming of the play.

Lu Xun and Fu Shimo were also present, and there were no more than ten people present.

The atmosphere on the set was condensed and serious, as if there was some major news to be announced.

Not long after, an old man wearing a Taoist robe with a whisk in his hand and a white fake beard arrived late.

Lao Dao raised his chin slightly, his expression arrogant, and the dress looked like the celestial being in the TV series.

"..."

Yan Yunhan's eyes flickered, hesitating in his heart, feeling that the phone in his pocket was like a hot potato, and he didn't know what to do with it.

The old man stroked his beard, stopped for two seconds when he passed by Yan Zhixu's side, and then walked towards Cheng Du's position.

"Master, I've troubled you with this matter today, handle the crew well, and you will not be missing in terms of remuneration."

"Where did the donor Cheng say, the practitioners are merciful and help the common people. Naturally, they can't sit back and ignore the evil spirits who maliciously hurt others. Am I doing it for that vulgar money?"

"What the master said is."

Cheng Du's disdain for money was not obvious on the surface, but he was skeptical in his heart, and he was also dubious about this person's abilities.

The two talked in low voices for a few minutes.

Lao Dao waved the whisk in his hand and walked to the middle of everyone.

He closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth, "Heavenly spirits and earthly spirits, monsters, ghosts and monsters quickly appear in their original form!"

The people present looked at each other, with suspicion flashing in their eyes, and they were a little worried, for fear that this person would spill dirty water and harm innocent people.

"..."

Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo stood side by side.

The two looked at each other, their eyes were as indifferent as water, and the ripples were not stirred up, and their expressions were lazy and casual.

She caught a glimpse of the excitement in the assistant director's eyes, raised her eyebrows wildly, moved her fingers slightly, and looked at Lao Dao with a bit of interest.

"Bold and evildoer who dares to deliberately hurt people in broad daylight, the old way will accept you today!"

With a furious scolding, Lao Dao's closed eyes opened, and the whisk in his hand pointed at Yan Zhixu.