This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 227 The Great Technique of "Memories" from Past Lives

In the early part of the first month of the lunar calendar, most families stay home to rest and celebrate the New Year, but there are exceptions.

For example, Zhou Xianglin is still working right now, and he is in the most excited and crazy state.

But for Zhou Xianglin, enjoying family time occasionally is fine, but when his passion for art is high, he has to be holding a laptop or something similar and constantly brainstorming ideas before and after meals during the Chinese New Year.

While others are still visiting relatives and friends, Zhou Xianglin has already arrived in Zhonghai alone, busy at his studio in collaboration with Liu's Film Industry.

Because it was during the Chinese New Year holiday, there were few people in the studio, and Zhou Xianglin was happy to have some peace and quiet. As for meals, a phone call was all it took to find someone to help him.

The "short drama" released on Liu's Film Studio website was a great success. Although it did not generate any box office revenue, it did generate a lot of buzz.

The power of the internet is already beginning to emerge in this era. Even when Zhou Xianglin went to several places to eat, he could hear people discussing the short film of Hanmo Daxia in restaurants and cafes.

For someone as perceptive as Zhou Xianglin, he naturally knew what this meant.

Just like expensive advertising slots on some TV stations, which are designed to leave an impression, audience approval is also very important in the film and television industry.

Therefore, Zhou Xianglin wanted to capitalize on his success and create a series of dramas, using a combination of fiction and reality in his narrative. Some parts were filmed on location in ancient times, while others were adapted and recreated in modern times.

However, Zhou Xianglin was not alone today. After the surprise, he was greeted by Zhuang Lin and others, including a stunningly beautiful woman in ancient costume whom he did not recognize.

After chatting for a while, Zhou Xianglin, though not understanding the deeper and more profound reasons, clearly understood the purpose of Zhuang Lin and the others' visit.

"So, we can start earlier?"

At a small transparent table in the studio, Zhou Xianglin was not at all bewildered as expected. He had already gotten into the zone after Zhuang Lin finished speaking, and his expression showed a hint of excitement as he pondered.

"It's definitely better to do it sooner. If it's sooner, some of my plays can be shown on the screen sooner, and maybe I can even get government support, which would reduce a lot of constraints and troubles, and the government would also be there to cover for me!"

"Just like you said, everything will be much more convenient!"

Zhuang Lin nodded slightly. Director Zhou was indeed Director Zhou; he wouldn't make him waste too much breath explaining. At this moment, they didn't disturb Zhou Xianglin and let him think about it on his own.

But Zhou Xianglin had already taken out his little notebook and started writing and drawing, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.

Suddenly, an idea struck Zhou Xianglin, and he immediately looked up at Zhuang Lin.

"Master Zhuang once appeared in a dream to help the Director of the Imperial Observatory 'recall' the past. Is it possible to arbitrarily change the content of a dream?"

Zhuang Lin frowned slightly and looked to one side. Wuming, who was sitting to the side, shook his head and spoke.

"The changes in dreams are subtle, and everything originates from the dreamer's imagination. It's best to rely on this to make things easier. If you change things arbitrarily, the dream is easily fragile and will cause the person to wake up. Therefore, the scenes shown are often familiar to them. Last time, Master Zhuang and I only made a few slight modifications."

"So where are the limits of these changes? Could you elaborate on the details of the last dream?"

Zhou Xianglin pressed for an answer, and Wuming recounted all the details from the previous incident.

When Zhou Xianglin heard that Zhuang Linhua was the mentor of the young director of the hospital, his eyes lit up again, and he was also good at summarizing and drawing conclusions.

"In other words, the person who dreams also rationalizes their dream!"

Zhou Xianglin was initially worried that the boundaries were too restrictive, but now he is not afraid. In fact, as long as it is within the other person's perception, he will adapt to the changes as long as he creates a dream of something for the other person.

Liu Hongyu then added another sentence.

"There's another kind: entering someone else's dream. For example, when Brother Leng and I accidentally entered the realm of our master's cultivation, it felt like entering a dream world even when we were awake!"

Zhou Xianglin was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, but it was beyond his comprehension. Xi Miao then added a sentence from the side.

"I'd also like to say one kind. Besides the usual dream-entering and dream-visiting, there's also the kind that captivates the soul and evokes feelings. When you wake up, you'll feel like it was a dream!"

Zhou Xianglin nodded, then quickly jotted down a few notes in his notebook. After thinking for a moment, he crossed them out. This was something he could only remember himself; he couldn't leave any notes on it casually.

"I've got an idea! I've got an idea!"

Zhou Xianglin was extremely excited at this moment, and his hand holding the pen was trembling slightly. Although he did not want to leave any ink, it did not stop him from writing. After he finished writing, he made corrections when he had a clearer understanding of the text.

As Zhou Xianglin wrote faster and faster, the inspiration in his mind became clearer and clearer. He muttered to himself as he wrote, as if he wanted to tell Zhuang Lin and the others.

"Those Taoist temples, and those practitioners, they should be able to cooperate with me, they should be able to cooperate."

Zhou Xianglin spoke very quickly, and Zhuang Lin and the others watched him scribble. Xi Miao frowned slightly, a thought flashing through her mind.

What Director Zhou is doing is almost like an unconventional deduction; it seems that those who are favored by the master are indeed extraordinary!
"By the way, are there any demons? Are there any demons that can cooperate, the kind that harm people, that can be dealt with quickly!"

Zhou Xianglin looked up at the group, then shook his head and muttered to himself.

"How could that be? Why would a malevolent demon cooperate? Even if you immortals are powerful enough to subdue demons, it won't play along with my act."

Zhou Xianglin quickly crossed out some short sentences he had just written, but only halfway through, a slender, pale finger pressed down on the tip of the pencil. Xi Miao was the only one who could see that there was a change in Zhou Xianglin's deduction.

Zhou Xianglin looked up in surprise at the woman in front of him who looked like a fairy from a myth, while Zhuang Lin and the others also turned to look at Xi Miao.

At this moment, Xi Miao's lips curled up slightly.

"Although I don't know exactly what you're thinking, it's not difficult to find a demon who's willing to play along with your act and is so vicious that you'd want to get rid of it as soon as possible!"

Zhuang Lin's heart stirred, and he vaguely understood what Xi Miao meant, but the others had not yet reacted.

Zhou Xianglin quickly pressed for more information.

"How do you do it? Young lady, you need to make sure it works!"

Xi Miao's smile remained unchanged, but her expression was full of confidence.

"Of course it can! As for the demon you speak of, I can use my enchanting magic to make it willingly die with just a word!"

Zhou Xianglin was taken aback again, but he roughly understood what was going on and couldn't help but shake his head.

"No, no, that won't do. Just because you're pretty and she'll listen to you won't do. There are too many unpredictable things. I need someone who listens to you in every word and action, even if she's just farting. She has to be able to say all her lines."

Zhou Xianglin clearly didn't understand what Xi Miao meant by the Illusionary Enchanting Technique, which made Xi Miao chuckle.

"Hahaha, what you say makes sense. As long as the number isn't too large, I can control every word and action of yours, just like a puppet on a string!"

"What if there's too much?" Liu Hongyu couldn't help but ask, only to be met with a glare from Xi Miao.

"Silly boy, too much information will confuse me, I can't manage it all!"

Oh, right!

Zhuang Lin's expression flickered slightly. At this moment, his eyes met Xi Miao's, and a smile appeared on his face. This was indeed a good idea, which also gave him some inspiration.

Zhou Xianglin, now in high spirits, continued writing, shouting as he wrote.

"By the way, does the Imperial Observatory, especially the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations, have a list of them, or any information on them? Preferably those who are near the top and of higher rank. I know you can get them, Master Zhuang!"

"That's actually not difficult!"

Zhuang Lin gave a reply.

"That's good, that's good!"

As Zhou Xianglin wrote, he talked, and finally wrote a new script title in his notebook: "The Great Method of 'Memories' from Past Lives".
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On the Lantern Festival, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Xiong Xuguang returned to the hotel with his family. When he came out after taking a shower, his wife and children, who had finished washing up earlier, were already fast asleep in bed.

Xiong Xuguang smiled, picked up the remote and turned off the TV that was still playing, then lay down wearily on the other bed in the standard room.

I had a lot of fun tonight, and even the two kids at home didn't make much noise, so they were obviously really tired.

The Central China Branch of the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations of the Imperial Observatory was established before the new year. Xiong Xuguang, originally from the Imperial Observatory and considered half a disciple of the director, was assigned to the branch as a leader in charge, and he even brought his family along in a very humane way.

However, they were not in Zhonghai this time, but in Donghai City.

The Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations is busy, but not that busy. They handle things with real goals in an orderly manner, so they also get a holiday during the Lunar New Year.

The statutory New Year holiday in Da Yan lasts until the 18th day of the first lunar month. On the 15th day of the first lunar month, there is a grand Lantern Festival at Donghai Film and Television City, so Xiong Xuguang brought his family to play.

I definitely didn't regret coming here. This film and television ancient city is really well done. The Lantern Festival and role-playing activities made it lively and festive. It was worth the effort to get tickets.

Even after lying down, Xiong Xuguang felt a little anxious.

The Zhonghai branch is short-staffed, and the situation with the Extraordinary Investigation Bureau is unique. Although I'm not in charge, I'm highly regarded by my superiors. How can I achieve results, especially given the mysterious nature of the Extraordinary Investigation Bureau?
Before he knew it, Xiong Xuguang had fallen asleep.

Perhaps it's because he thought about it during the day and dreamed about it at night, or perhaps it's related to his experiences, but he seemed to have returned to the lantern festival once again.

The ancient film and television city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. The streets were filled with people playing and laughing. Xiong Xuguang watched his wife and two children playing ring toss at the spinning wheel game area, while he walked a few steps forward to watch the lantern parade performance ahead.

The dazzling lights made Xiong Xuguang squint. When he opened his eyes again, the performance seemed even more vivid. However, when he turned his gaze, he found that the people wearing fashionable cotton-padded clothes, down jackets, and trench coats on the street seemed to have disappeared. It was as if everyone had become an NPC in the scenic area, all dressed in ancient costumes.

The lantern festival seemed less flamboyant than before, but more grand and with a unique charm. Some children played with lanterns, and the festival was still bustling with visitors.
Xiong Xuguang seemed a little confused at this moment. He subconsciously looked in the direction of his wife and children. There was a lantern stall there, and the stall owner was enthusiastically hawking something.

Why am I here? Where am I?

"Brother!"

A hand slapped Xiong Xuguang, startling him as he turned to look at the woman he recognized.

The woman was so beautiful and so approachable that Xiong Xuguang stared at her blankly and called out in confusion.

"Wife?"

The woman next to him immediately blushed.

"Senior brother, what are you calling people? Also, we came to check the Demon Sealing Rock, but you insisted on stopping by to join in the lantern festival fun. I couldn't refuse you, so I came. Who knew you'd be standing here in a daze?"

"what?"

"What do you mean 'huh'? Let's go!"

The woman walked quickly forward as if in a huff, but couldn't help glancing back. This glance made Xiong Xuguang grin foolishly, and he subconsciously quickened his pace to catch up.

"What Demon-Sealing Rock?"

"Senior brother, why are you acting like a madman? Before Master passed away, he told us to come and visit every ten years to prevent the demon from escaping. Why are you so absent-minded today? Is it because..."

The woman stopped talking, looked around at the noisy crowd, and saw several couples walking hand in hand, so she quickened her pace.

Once they were alone, Xiong Xuguang, still shaken, rode the wind with the woman and quickly flew towards a somewhat familiar mountain.

Deep in the mountains, there was a huge rock that was half-buried by the mountainside. Upon seeing the rock, the woman, who had been tense the whole way, breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiong Xuguang also inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

The two approached the Demon-Sealing Rock and examined its details. Xiong Xuguang discovered a row of several boys on the top corner of the rock.

"Imperial edict: Seal the demons and suppress evil spirits."

However, as he looked at it, the stone in front of him seemed to become brighter and brighter, so bright that Xiong Xuguang found it a bit dazzling.

"Shu~"

The woman pulled open the hotel curtains and then approached Xiong Xuguang at the window, patting him.

"Hey, hey, get up! If you don't get up now, you'll miss the bus! I told you not to buy tickets so early, but you wouldn't listen. It's not that I don't want you to sleep in!"

Xiong Xuguang slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was that familiar face, which seemed as stunning and beautiful as in his dream.

"Junior sister?"

"what?"

The woman was clearly taken aback for a moment, then angrily smacked Xiong Xuguang on the head.

Are you still half asleep?

"Uh, honey, what time is it?"

"It's almost 9:30!"

"Ah? Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Xiong Xuguang jumped out of bed immediately.
(End of this chapter)