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Chapter 674 Who says you can only go to Wuhou Temple once?

Chapter 674 Who says you can only go to Wuhou Temple once?
"Military Advisor! Save the Military Advisor!"

The anxious soldiers swarmed towards Pang Tong. The shield soldiers used their shields to block the arrows, and the remaining soldiers lifted up the seriously injured Pang Tong and quickly retreated. They retreated to a position where the rain of arrows could not reach them and then gently put Pang Tong down.

Seeing Pang Tong covered in blood, the soldiers' eyes turned red. Sorrow instantly engulfed them. Even their words trembled. "Military Advisor! Military Advisor!"

At the soldiers' calls, the pale Pang Tong opened his heavy eyelids, opened his cracked lips, and the first words he uttered were: "Quickly withdraw from this valley!"

"Military Advisor!" The nearest guard began to breathe rapidly, and the hand that was holding Pang Tong trembled uncontrollably. His anxious face seemed to be saying, 'Military Advisor, don't be so stubborn. Rest well first. You will be fine. You will be fine.'

Pang Tong raised his shaking hands and fumbled for a map from his arms. "This map is extremely important and must be handed over to the lord."

"We are willing to live and die with the military advisor, and never live alone."

Pang Tong shook his head, his brows full of self-blame, and the words squeezed out of his teeth were full of regret, "I am not afraid of death, I only regret that I did not listen to Kong Ming's loyal advice. I was eager to make achievements, and this led to failure. I am ashamed of my lord, I am ashamed of the soldiers of the army."

He looked around and said reluctantly, "Please tell my lord not to think about me."

"sizzle"

De Lu let out a mournful cry.

Pang Tong looked at Di Lu, tears welling up in his eyes. He stretched out his trembling hand towards Di Lu as if trying to grab something, and called out, "White horse. My lord's white horse."

The silent soldiers led Di Lu to Pang Tong, and the guards lowered their brows and slowly helped Pang Tong sit up.

Pang Tong pressed his face against Lu, tears welling up in his eyes and sliding down unwillingly. He choked and said, "I can no longer accompany you, my lord, to travel the world."

He stroked Lu gently, crying with reluctance, "What a good white horse!"

The next moment, Pang Tong felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the severe pain destroyed his last bit of strength. No matter how reluctant and sad he was, Lu's hand, which was stroking him, fell powerlessly like a kite with a broken string, and his life was in danger like a candle in the wind. He used all his strength, stared at the three words on the big stone, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Luo-Feng-Slope!"

Then his throat felt sweet, his head tilted, and he fell completely silent.

The soldiers immersed in grief cried out in agony, "Military Advisor! Military Advisor! Military Advisor!"

"Ugh."

After taking these photos, Zhen De always felt a tightness in his chest and felt bad.

The assistant director at the side sighed: "Alas, when I was a child, I watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and I felt very uncomfortable starting from the Falling Phoenix Slope. After Fengchu was Guan Gong, and after Guan Gong was Zhang Fei."

"Who said it wasn't?" Zhen De said in a low voice.

The Ji Han people who were watching were all silent. Pang Tong's performance was far more touching than the words in the script. He had clearly met a lord who was kind enough to help him, and he was clearly on the road to realizing his ambitions. But he was shot by a hidden arrow and lost his life. How could this not make people feel sorry? How could this not make people sad?
Pang Tong, who was removed from the camera, did not go to the spectator's seat immediately, but went to the dressing room first.

Zhen De knew that Pang Tong didn't want to look miserable in front of them, and sure enough, when Pang Tong came out of the dressing room, he not only took off his makeup but also changed into clean clothes. There was no sign of disappointment on Pang Tong's face, and he looked natural and no different from usual, as if the person in front of the camera just now was not him.

Some extras expressed their admiration for his acting skills. He smiled modestly and said that it was all thanks to the good teaching of Director Zhen, Uncle Liu Zhuge.

When Ji Hanzhong was feeling down, Pang Tong would tell him jokes he had learned from the theater.

Pang Tong was indeed one of the smartest people in the late Han Dynasty. He was also very good at telling jokes. Even the most boring jokes became interesting with his facial expressions and body movements.

It is hard to imagine that Pang Tong, who looks elegant at first glance, is actually a witty and humorous person in private.

"Teacher Pang, I won't hide it from you. As soon as this week's episode is uploaded, you..." Zhen De, who had found Pang Tong privately, gritted his teeth and told him the result, "You will most likely not be able to come to the theater again. My ability is limited, and I can only help you delay for a week at most. Is there anything you want to do this week? Just ask."

Pang Tong shook his head and smiled freely, "Director Zhen, I'm very glad. I'm very glad to be able to see Romance of the Three Kingdoms and come to the theater with Liu Bei. The theater is great, but my hometown is not bad either. I believe that one day it will become as good as the theater. And Director Zhen, you don't have to underestimate yourself. You are the best director I have ever seen. You are not only calm and composed, but also highly skilled. You will definitely win some gold and silver awards in the future. Who knows, I can take advantage of your honor and participate in the filming in the future?"

The most amazing director.
If it were someone else, Zhen De would definitely say self-deprecatingly, how many directors have you met? I am just an ordinary person who relies on external forces.

But when facing Pang Tong, Zhen De couldn't say such words no matter what. Pang Tong's tone was full of affirmation, as if he had determined from the bottom of his heart that he was the best director.

Zhen De knew very well that Pang Tong's words were meant to encourage and comfort him, but he didn't expect that Pang Tong was not only not upset, but also very free and easy, and was able to comfort and encourage others after he finished.

Annoyance and irritability surged in my heart.

Zhen De became more and more annoyed when he thought that Pang Tong was about to leave and he could do nothing about it.

Pang Tong wanted to say something to comfort him.

However, Zhen De's eyes sparkled, and an idea popped into his mind. He quickly said, "Teacher Pang, there is a place that you will definitely be interested in!"

"Hmm? Where is Director Zhen talking about?" Pang Tong glanced at Zhen De's expression and felt that he didn't seem to be lying, so his curiosity was aroused.

"Zhaolie Temple! Also known as Wuhou Temple!"

Zhen De had wanted to take Ji Hanzhong to visit the Wuhou Temple a long time ago. At first, he was short of money, but later he wanted to wait until the crew finished filming and then take everyone to see it together.

However, the departure of the leading actor could not be stopped, and he wanted to solve this problem before talking about the Wuhou Temple matter.

But it was delayed until even Pang Tong had to leave. You know, Pang Tong ranked first in the Corridor of Civil Officials in the Wuhou Temple.

Wouldn’t it be a pity if Pang Tong, who ranked first, was unable to go to the Wuhou Temple?

So Zhen De made up his mind, what's the point of collecting all the things? How long will it take to collect all the things?
Go this time and go next time too. It’s not like you can only go once!
"Zhaolie Temple and Wuhou Shrine." Pang Tong murmured to himself. His original indifference became excited with these six words.

(End of this chapter)

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