I Created Myth Of Old Ruler

2021-09-07

  Chapter 120 119. Spirit ShedIn the   early morning, a ray of golden sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains Entering, it falls on Lu Yi's face.

The room is surrounded by sweet singing. The melody of "Unforgettable Tonight" is endless. Even the dark figure by the bed seems to be shaking his head and enjoying the music.

Lu Yi opened his eyes and saw an eye on the pillow looking at him.

The eyeball with a large bunch of hair connected at the end noticed that Lu Yi woke up and hurriedly retracted into the corner of the bed, unable to find it anymore.

After yawning, Lu Yi did not go back to sleep, but sat up.

After washing, he went downstairs to buy breakfast, walked into the elevator, and suddenly thought of what happened last night.

"That old man, I don't know what's going on."

He came downstairs, but found that there were several workers here who were building sheds.

This kind of ling shed, usually the entrance and exit facing south, and in some places there will be a big banquet, playing overnight mahjong for several nights, but the degree of urbanization in Jiangcheng is relatively high, and the ling shed only occupies a few Parking space.

Smelling a strong burning fragrance, Lu Yi looked at the portrait in the shed curiously.

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In the portrait, it was the old man I met last night.

"So, did he go there last night?"

Lu Yi asked casually, this old man was over 70 and didn't wake up after sleeping in bed last night , Also considered as disease-free and painless.

"Let me put incense on his old man."

Lu Yi said to his family.

"Are you?"

The family members of the old man didn't seem to come back to his senses from the impact. There were deep circles in his eyes.

"I live on the 13th floor, and I have met your father."

Lu Yi speak frankly.

The family members did not stop, after all, they are all neighbors.

Lu Yi gave incense to the elderly, and after the worship, lifts the head.

He saw that the old man was hanging upside down on the top of the shed, lying on his limbs on the black shed, watching Lu Yi.

"Does your father have the habit of hanging upside down on the wall?"

Lu Yi suddenly asked, making the family member's woman startled and unconsciously raised her head, looking towards The location where Lu Yi's gaze points.

"You, what are you kidding?"

She was a little dazed.

"Are there any cabinets or boxes near the ceiling of your house?"

Lu Yi asked again.

"It's not clear"

The woman murmured, as if she was thinking of something again.

"I do have a cabinet in my house. It's been a long time since I opened it."

"Why don't you have time to open that cabinet and have a look, maybe there is an unexpected gain."

Lu Yi didn't explain too much. Finally, he glanced at the old man on the ceiling and walked out of the shed.

While eating breakfast, Lu Yi is watching the news.

Lu Yi doesn't know how many weird things there are in the city of Jiangcheng.

He has been studying here for several years and has never had a similar experience before.

Since coming to a place of silence, Lu Yi has seen many things he has never seen before.

After researching, Lu Yi thinks that Jiangcheng may really have a problem.

This place has always been a battleground for military strategists from ancient times to the present. Wars are frequent, and there are definitely more people who have died around than in ordinary cities.

Coupled with the Jiangcheng Grand Theater's layout, it can attract great existences from far away and deep space, and it is difficult for people not to think of anything.

"There is something buried underground in Jiangcheng."

Lu Yi had breakfast, returned home, and continued to work.

In the past two days, he mainly organized the outline of the whole film and finalized the ending.

Some students may ask, don’t you have all the materials? Why do you have to organize the outline and directly connect the materials and throw them up?

Actually it is not.

Editing, storyboarding, and plot advancement play no less important role in the movie than the script and the actors.

Some movies are mediocre in the first version, but the director's cut version can be super magical, and some movies have gorgeous special effects and awesome plots, but because of the fancy editing, they are completely incomprehensible.

Lu Yi does not need such superb skills. The essence of this movie is still a thrilling adventure theme. It ends with a tragedy that can highlight the elements.

In the evening, Lu Yi stretched, got up from the computer, ready to go downstairs to eat.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

Looking at the ID, it was Feng Yu, the veteran squad leader.

"Hello?"

Lu Yi answered the call.

"Are you okay, I watched the news today and said that the serial murderer was caught yesterday, and it seems to be where you live."

Feng Yu's voice sounds a little bit Worry.

"No problem, in fact, I helped catch the serial murderer. He sneaked into my house and was caught upright by me. The police comrades praised me for acting bravely."

Lu Yi speak frankly.

"Haha, really, then you are too good."

Feng Yu gave a chuckle, but obviously didn't believe Lu Yi's words.

"By the way, you sent a message saying to get the material, and you are still working now?"

"It has been taken."

"That is to send New video?"

"Almost, but it hasn't been made yet."

Lu Yi took a look at his editing software.

"That's a pity, I originally wanted to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to come out for a meal or something."

Feng Yu said casually.

"Won't you go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Lu Yi remembers Feng Yu doesn't seem to be from Jiangcheng.

"I won't go back, my mother will give me a blind date when I get home, and I'm in trouble."

Feng Yu's voice was a little helpless.

"You can hide from the first day of the junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day."

Lu Yi answered seriously.

"Do you have time to come out during Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment before forcibly ending the topic.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival may not be good, but eleven is OK."

Looking at the calendar symbolically, Lu Yi replied.

His work pays attention to continuity, and the movie will be ready by October.

"Then come out on eleven to make an appointment, and watch a movie or something?"

"Okay."

Lu Yi thought for a while, since The old squad leader invited so sincerely, and he had no reason to refuse. Anyway, he was just going out for a meal without losing a piece of meat.

The two chatted again before Lu Yi hung up.

Putting on his shoes, he went downstairs. He saw the sound of sorrow and chanting in the spiritual shed.

Looking inside, Lu Yi couldn't find the old man's trace, but found that the old man's daughter saw her, her eyes lit up and she quickly walked over.

"I went home at noon and opened the closet to take a look. It was filled with Old Master's things."

Her expression was a little sad, and she took out something from her arms. Stack things.

"Is it a bankbook book?"

Lu Yi asked curiously.

"No."

The woman showed Lu Yi the pile of things.

is a photo.

Old, yellowed photos.

There is a young couple in it, dressed in fashionable clothes of that era, and they are flourishing and prosperous.

There is also a family portrait of a couple with children, as well as some travel and daily photos.

But I don’t know since when, the wife was nowhere to be seen, only a man and a girl.

Turning to the back, there are almost all pictures of a naive little girl. Those pictures run through her baby, child, and school days. Just through these shots, you can feel the photographer's treatment of the girl. Love.

It can be seen that the man inside is the old man.

"My dad usually has a bad temper and is unwilling to talk to us. I always thought he disliked us very much, didn't expect"

The woman was depressed and also I don't know if I knew this after my father died, whether it was lucky or unfortunate for her.

"How come there are parents who dislike their children."

Lu Yi laughed and waved goodbye to the woman.

Next to her, a rickety old man stood in the sunset. The shadows of the two overlapped, just like in the photo, the man with sad eyes forcibly laughed and pulled his daughter.

Then and now, as now and now.

(End of this chapter)