I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 51 [Wandering God]

"Bang bang bang!"

"Xing, Shun, Wang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

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Two weeks after the release of "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village",
Tang Guo,

near Taicheng,

In a small village.

Under the night, the skyrocketing fireworks exploded like stars, dyeing the sky colorful,

In front of every house, firecrackers sounded one after another.

The pungent sulfur smell mixed with the smell of burning incense shrouded the city like a dense fog, but the people coming and going did not feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable because of it.

Instead, everyone's faces were filled with excitement and joy.

Although it is May, the atmosphere of the city at this time seems to be welcoming the new year.

On the long street, one by one with strange facial makeup and dressed up as a 'god', chanting some words of blessing, which is quite friendly.

The style of Wu Ji is quite different. They walk along the flow of people swaggeringly on stilts, fiddle with the knives, guns and sticks in their hands from time to time, patrolling the streets.

A little further back, a dozen strong men with upper body arms and weird facial makeup painted hot incense ash on their bodies, and then used red shrines to lift the statues out of the temple one by one, and ran around several streets.

Gong and drum beating, suona blowing, puppet dance...

The god of Shengjia was lifted up by people to watch these performances while patrolling the block.

On both sides of the long street, the villagers of the village held incense sticks or tributes on red plates. After the fairy boy and the statue arrived, they knelt down to pray for blessings.

"Not to mention anything else, just this atmosphere, absolutely."

Following Lu Zhengyi's side, Zhang Yu moved closer, "If it weren't for the lack of recruits, I would like to set up the camera now and take a shot."

"Director Lu, the filming location you chose is really amazing."

"At that time, if time permits, we can really use this local custom to complete the film, and the quality will increase a lot."

There is such a plot in the script of "Curse", and this film involves a lot of folk culture.

Originally, Zhang Yu felt that the content of the script was well written, and was curious about where Lu Zhengyi received the script.

But now, when he came to Taicheng and actually saw these wandering god scenes, he felt that what was written in the script was not so good.

This fiery atmosphere cannot be created simply by setting up a stage and calling in some group performers.

"Let's take a look first."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Zhengyi also felt that he had to shoot it in real life to show the culture of belief and worship of ghosts and gods. "If there is a chance after the preparation is completed and the official start-up is completed, I will talk to the local people and see if I can shoot a part."

Ideas are ideas.

To really make a real shot, you have to consider the specific situation.

There is a fixed time for wandering the streets like this in the local area.

If when the time comes, they finish preparations and prepare to shoot, but the festival is over, then they can only consider whether to stop filming and wait for the next event, or just set up a virtual scene and invite some extra performers.

Moreover, based on the scenes seen in this city so far, the local people still attach great importance to this belief.

Unlike many places, under the call of science, these worship activities have been completely abandoned.

But they attach so much importance to these activities, it's hard to say whether they will allow a horror film maker like themselves to participate.

"Speaking of which, is Teacher Chu following now?"

Seeing the people carrying the shrine getting closer and closer, Zhang Yu suddenly took a few steps back, walked behind Lu Zhengyi, and asked, "In this situation, we shouldn't be regarded as evil heretics, should we be arrested?"

He was inexplicably guilty.

Chu Renmei doesn't look like a good ghost anyway.

The folk atmosphere of this city is so heavy.

If there were any gods, would they be confused with Chu Renmei, treated as evil spirits and villains, and killed?
There are all these ghosts, there is a god, a fairy, it should be normal, right?

"Follow, you almost stepped on her foot."

Lu Zhengyi turned his head and glanced, "But you shouldn't be able to step on her."

As far as the atmosphere here is concerned, let alone Lao Zhang is afraid, the ghost Chu Renmei hides behind him from a long distance away, and dare not make a sound at all.

After meeting Lu Zhengyi, she didn't realize that she was invincible in this world.

"Ah, this."

Zhang Yu stopped, and smiled apologetically to the left, "Sorry, sorry."

But after thinking about it, he turned to the right and said the same thing.

This teacher Chu Renmei is invisible, he really can't see where she is.

"I don't know either, just wait and see."

Lu Zhengyi calmly cast his eyes into the distance, beating gongs and drums towards the holy car who's parading here.

"Cough...that, Director Lu."

Hearing Lu Zhengyi's unreliable words, Zhang Yu coughed lightly, "Otherwise, I'd better go back first."

"It's almost twelve o'clock, it's a bit late."

"It's getting old, I'm used to going to bed early."

As he spoke, he walked slowly back without waiting for Lu Zhengyi to answer.

As he walked, Zhang Yu bowed his hands to the side from time to time, as if saying goodbye to Chu Renmei.

"Unrighteous!"

Chu Renmei cursed secretly, and her dark eyes moved away from Zhang Yu's body.

She also wanted to go, but Lu Zhengyi's legs seemed to be rooted here, and he was unwilling to take a step.

"Director Lu, if something really happens, what should we do?"

Seeing Shengjia getting closer, Chu Renmei moved closer, trying to discuss with Lu Zhengyi.

"I should be able to run away."

Lu Zhengyi said without turning his head, "Besides, my soul is in the body, which is different from yours."

'Dog man! '

Chu Renmei cursed secretly again.

But this time, she didn't dare to say it like she scolded Zhang Yu just now, she only dared to scold in her heart.

Lu Zhengyi stood on the side of the street, looking at Sheng Jia who was getting closer.

At the same time, he could feel that the flow of people here was increasing.

Before, they just watched from a distance, and didn't realize how many people there were.

But now, as soon as the holy driver approached, the people who were standing with him and those who were chasing and running gathered together, and they started to crowd all of a sudden.

A large group of people were either holding incense sticks or mobile phones. Except for the road that Shengjia was going to pass, no one dared to block it, almost every place was crowded with people.

Yes, almost.

Next to Lu Zhengyi was also empty.

He was standing on the side of the street, calmly watching Sheng Jia approaching slowly, occupying the best position.

There is no one blocking the view in front, and the back and sides are also empty.

The other people around him seemed to be deliberately ignoring the vacant land beside him, and they all inexplicably avoided it, preferring to squeeze with others rather than squeeze into his side.

Among them, there are many men who look taller and stronger than Lu Zhengyi, but they don't seem to be able to see what's going on here.

"Why, it seems that no one squeezed over."

Chu Renmei also noticed this strange phenomenon, and asked Lu Zhengyi in a low voice, "Could we have been discovered?"

On her side, any ghostly tricks are useless anyway.

But the people around just couldn't come over.

Although this Lu Zhengyi looks quite fierce and has a strong figure, he doesn't have such a strong deterrent power, right?

"Quiet."

Lu Zhengyi replied casually, staring directly at the statue on the shrine.

It seemed that he was expecting something.

But what is regrettable is that first Wu Ji and Wen Ji passed by one after another, then one after another statues of gods walked unsteadily under the lifting of several big men, and then some respected old people in this village.

From start to finish, nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)