Huayu97: Starting with Wu Song Fighting the Tiger

However, after filming a few scenes, during the scene where Wu Song leads the charge, an accident occurred.

Zhang Shaolin shouted through a megaphone: "Scene eight begins! Wu Song leads the charge! Ready! Action!"

Liu Xiang spurred his horse, and Ta Xue neighed, its hooves flying as it charged towards the charging path. The extras, brandishing swords and spears, followed behind Liu Xiang, shouting "Charge! Kill!" The sound on set was deafening, even kicking up dust.

But just as Liu Xiang rushed to the foot of the watchtower, there was a crisp "crack" sound. A pine log as thick as a bowl suddenly fell from the watchtower and smashed right into Liu Xiang's head!

The pine log, whistling in the wind and carrying a chill, was about to strike Liu Xiang's helmet. Startled, Liu Xiang yanked the reins sharply, his wrist twisting, and the horse, seemingly empathetic, reared up, its forelegs raised high, and a deafening neigh echoed through the air.

The pine log grazed Liu Xiang's shoulder and crashed to the ground with a "bang," breaking in two and sending splinters flying.

Liu Xiang broke out in a cold sweat; his back was soaked with sweat, and the cold wind made him shiver. He reined in his horse and looked down at the broken wood on the ground. The break was very clean, not like a natural fracture, but rather like it had been sawed!

The worker on the watchtower turned pale with fright, waving his hands frantically, his voice trembling: "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Brother Liu! I didn't mean to! The wood wasn't tied securely!"

Zhang Shaolin rushed over, his face ashen. He shoved the worker aside, squatted down to examine the broken wood, and said with a furrowed brow, "What happened? This wood was newly replaced, how could it break?"

The stagehand stammered, "I... everything was fine when I was tying the wood just now."

Zhang Shaolin was so angry that he told the stagehands to leave immediately. He then ordered the wood to be cleaned up. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything else unusual. This time, he had a thicker rope replaced and checked all the wood again. Only after confirming that there were no problems did he shout to continue filming.

Before Liu Xiang could think it over, the second scene began, this time filming the confrontation between Wu Song and the chained horses.

More than three hundred horses were linked together, forming a dark, imposing mass that looked quite realistic. Liu Xiang rode Taxue, slowly circling the linked horses. According to the script, he was to challenge Huyan Zhuo from outside the horse formation.

Jia Shitou, who plays Huyan Zhuo, rides a tall horse, wielding two whips, and shouts: "Wu Song! Stop being so arrogant! Watch my linked horse formation take your life!"

Liu Xiang reined in his horse, raised his broadsword, and shouted back, "Huyan Zhuo! Your formation looks intimidating, but it's actually quite weak! Watch me break you today!"

Just as he finished speaking and was about to charge into battle, suddenly, one of the connecting shafts of the linked horses broke!

With a clang, the iron chain swung before hitting the ground, hurtling towards Ta Xue's leg!

Startled, Ta Xue reared up on its hind legs, nearly throwing Liu Xiang off. Liu Xiang gripped the reins tightly, her legs clenched firmly around the horse's belly, her palms sweating, shouting, "Ta Xue! Don't panic! Hold on!"

Ta Xue neighed and spun around several times, its hooves kicking up clouds of dust before finally calming down. Liu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Ta Xue's legs. Luckily, it hadn't been hit, just a little frightened.

The props team rushed over and inspected the connecting shaft. They found that the screws on the connecting shaft had been loosened—and that someone had deliberately loosened them with a wrench, with clear wrench marks still visible on the screws.

The props team leader, a veteran craftsman in his fifties, was so angry his beard stood on end. Holding the screw, his hands trembled violently: "Strange! When I checked it yesterday, the screw was perfectly fine, tightened tightly. How could it be loose? And these wrench marks... someone deliberately sabotaged it!"

Zhang Shaolin's face was so dark it could drip water. He scanned the surrounding extras and stagehands, his eyes sharp as knives. Once could be an accident, but twice was unacceptable; this was clearly someone deliberately targeting Liu Xiang!

He gathered the extras and stagehands together, standing them in the cold wind, his voice icy: "I hope what happened today was an accident. But if someone deliberately sabotaged things, don't blame me for being ruthless! Find out who it was and send them straight to the police station!"

The crowd was completely silent, not a sound could be heard except for the whistling of the wind. Looking at the shifty eyes in the crowd, Liu Xiang's suspicions grew heavier—this was definitely not an accident; someone was targeting him, and that person was right there on the film set.

But he didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

In the following days, accidents on set seemed to happen one after another, just like in "Final Destination," with an eerie atmosphere and each one precisely targeting Liu Xiang, leaving him defenseless.

During the filming of the horse-falling scene, Liu Xiang was supposed to fall off his horse and land on a pile of dry hay, as per the script. This was a dangerous stunt, and the crew had specially laid out a thick layer of dry hay to prevent him from getting injured. However, when he jumped down, he felt something hard under his feet, and his knee slammed hard on something, causing him to grimace in pain and unable to stand up for a long time.

The extras quickly gathered around, helped him up, and when they parted the dry grass, they found a brick hidden underneath! The brick was ice-cold and covered with bits of dry grass.

When Lan Xiaoling saw that he was injured, she quickly ran over, took out some liniment from her bag, and then a pack of tissues. She carefully wiped the dust off his knee, her eyes red-rimmed. "Liu Xiang, are you alright? Does it hurt? Should we go to the hospital?"

From that day on, Liu Xiang became more cautious while filming. He subtly observed the crew, especially the new extras, as he filmed. The crew had recruited over two hundred extras two weeks prior for this major scene; it was a mixed bag, and finding the culprit wouldn't be easy.

But upon closer observation, he noticed that when he stared at the crowd, there were always a few unfamiliar faces whose eyes darted around and whose behavior was strange.

There was a tall, thin extra in his thirties with a pointed face and monkey-like features, nicknamed "Rat." Every time Liu Xiang was filming, he would stand in the corner, secretly watching her while muttering something under his breath. There was also a short, fat stagehand in his forties who was responsible for checking the props and was still glib.

Liu Xiang remained calm and decided to first assess the situation. He pretended to get close to the extras, and at noon, he squatted on the ground with them, eating steamed buns and warming himself around the tin stove.

During their casual conversation, he subtly inquired and learned that these unfamiliar extras were all newcomers who had arrived half a month ago. The leader was the tall, thin guy nicknamed "Rat." It was said that Rat had some connections with a developer in Wuxi and was introduced to them by that developer.

The developer? Liu Xiang's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly remembered Wang Bo, the second-generation rich kid of a real estate developer.