My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"I understand!"

Suddenly, Si Zi slapped his thigh and exclaimed in realization.

The two Arhats were startled by her, and stared at her blankly with candied hawthorns in their mouths.

"My sixteenth brother told me!"

Si Zi stood with his hands on his hips, his face full of admiration.

He said, "There's a type of person in this world called a professional actor!"

"In order to make a good film, they will completely immerse themselves in the role."

Even during breaks, she would absolutely not move or speak, in order to maintain the character's tragic state!

Sizi looked at Jianglong and Fuhu with stars of admiration in his eyes.

"You two gentlemen, you're exactly the kind of most professional actors that Brother Sixteen was talking about, right?!"

"You guys were so dedicated to your roles, even during breaks you deliberately didn't move at all to make the scenes of being beaten up by the bad guys look good!"

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

When the Arhat Subduing Dragon heard this outrageous imagination, he almost choked to death on the hawthorn pit in his mouth.

He coughed violently, tears welling up in his eyes.

Professional actor?!

Intentionally remaining still to maintain the character's pose?!

I'm completely sealed off by an array and can't move! Where did you learn your brainpower, little girl?!

The Arhat who subdues tigers rolled his eyes so hard he didn't even have the energy to explain.

He finally understood.

In the Tang Dynasty, reasoning was useless. Especially with this eccentric little princess of the royal family, they were completely on different wavelengths.

"Don't worry!"

When Si Zi saw the two of them coughing excitedly, she thought that she had exposed their secret and felt embarrassed.

She stepped forward, stretched out her small hand, and patted the broad shoulder of the Arhat Subduing Dragon in a very old-fashioned manner.

"I'll remember all of your dedication and hard work!"

"I'll come visit the set again tomorrow, and I'll bring you even more delicious candies, and mung bean cakes made by my mother!"

After the little girl finished speaking, she gracefully lifted her skirt and gave the two of them a rather imperfect ladylike bow.

then.

Sizi turned around and skipped towards the exit of the film set.

Just when the two Arhats thought the farce was finally over and were about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Sizi, who had walked halfway, suddenly stopped.

She turned around and looked at the two bald men who were still slumped in the corner.

His little fists clenched tightly, his tone filled with determination and loyalty.

"It's such a waste for such professional actors like you to get beaten up every day!"

"Sixteenth Brother is so stingy, actually casting you guys in these minor roles where you can only get beaten up!"

"You just wait! I'm going back to the Prince's mansion to settle accounts with Sixteenth Brother! I'm going to make him write you an absolutely fantastic script!"

Sizi waved her little fists and shouted confidently.

"I'll make you all great heroes! The most powerful protagonists in the world!"

After saying that, the little girl ran out of the underground film set without looking back.

The clear, crisp sound of silver bells gradually faded into the distance, leaving only a string of cheerful silhouettes.

in the corner.

The two Arhats, Subduing Dragon and Taming Tiger, still had the unique sweet and sour taste of candied hawthorn lingering in their mouths.

They looked at each other in bewilderment.

A great hero?

A protagonist's script?

Let the Prince of Qin of the Tang Dynasty, who tormented them, write plays for them?!

An ominous premonition, a hundred times more terrifying than the beating they had just received, instantly enveloped the minds of the two Nascent Soul stage experts.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon shuddered, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his bald head.

"Junior brother..."

The Arhat who Subdues Dragons swallowed hard, his voice trembling like a leaf falling in the wind.

"Why do I feel like our hard times in this Tang Dynasty... have only just begun?"

......

Chang'an City, the Qin Prince's Mansion.

The afternoon sun shines through the lush foliage of the ancient trees, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone slabs.

Inside the study, Li Chen was sitting behind a large rosewood desk.

He held a specially made spirit-tipped brush in his hand, modifying the battle formation diagram of the Great Tang's Western Regions defense line.

The surrounding area was filled with various jade slips and memorials, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance that calmed the mind and soothed the spirit.

"Sixteenth Brother! Sixteenth Brother!"

It was accompanied by a clear, bell-like call.

The heavy, carved wooden door to the study was slammed open from the outside with a loud bang.

Princess Sizi of Jinyang in the Tang Dynasty wore a pink dress, resembling a joyful pink butterfly.

She skipped and jumped into the study.

Behind them followed the guardian beast "Fatty Four," panting heavily and its fat body jiggling.

"Oh dear, my little darling, slow down!"

Li Chen quickly put down the spirit brush in his hand, afraid that the vermilion ink on the tip of the brush would splatter onto his sister's pretty little dress.

Sizi ran all the way and jumped straight into Li Chen's arms.

Two chubby little hands clung tightly to Li Chen's thigh, her delicate, beautiful face tilted up, and her big, watery eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Sixteenth Brother! You have to help me!"

The little girl pouted her pink lips and started her irresistible coquettish mode.

"Sizi went to the Grand Theatre to watch someone film a movie today! I noticed two really pitiful old men!"

Li Chen rubbed his little sister's head and then gently lifted her onto his lap.

"An old man? What poor old man is this in the grand theater?"

Li Chen's heart stirred slightly. The underground film studio of the Grand Theater was filming "The Legend of the Immortal" today. Who else could the old man in it be besides those two bald monks who were captured to be stunt doubles?

"Those are the two bald old men!"

Si Zi gestured with both hands, her face full of heartache and admiration.

"Sixteenth Brother, you have no idea, they are so professional and dedicated!"

The little girl began to describe it vividly.

"That bad guy in the red shirt, and that bad guy in the black shirt, you hit them really hard!"

"But those two old men, in order to maintain that tragic state of their characters, deliberately didn't move at all during breaks! They didn't even say a word!"

"Their faces were covered in mud and blood, and when Sizi wiped their faces, they were too embarrassed to move away!"

Hearing this innocent and naive description...

Li Chen had just picked up his teacup and taken a sip of water when he almost spat it out.

Professional? Dedicated?

To remain motionless in a miserable state?

That's because the Tang Dynasty's array masters used the "Puppet String Talisman" to completely seal his limbs and bones!

If they could move, those two Nascent Soul stage Arhats would have already turned the set upside down!

Li Chen forced back his laughter, coughed twice, and put on a very serious expression.

"Oh? Such dedicated extras?"

"So, how does Sizi want Sixteenth Brother to help them?"

Sizi clenched her little fists, her big eyes shining with righteous indignation.

"Sixteenth Brother, why don't you write a new script for them?"

"They work so hard, they can't always play these minor, beaten-up characters. I want them to be the heroes! The most powerful protagonists in the world!"

"Sixteenth Brother, you're the smartest! Everyone in Chang'an loves your stories. You're sure to write a fantastic script, right?"

Looking into my sister's big, trusting eyes.

Li Chen stroked his chin, a deep and cunning glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Write a script for the Arhats of the Western Buddhist Kingdom?

Let them be the main characters?

This may sound absurd. However, if used properly, it could be a deadly sword capable of eroding the faith of a Buddhist kingdom from within!

"OK."

Li Chen rubbed Si Zi's little nose, and a bright smile appeared on his lips.

"Since it's our little princess of the Tang Dynasty who personally asked for it, even if Sixteenth Brother doesn't sleep for days and nights, he has to write this script."

"Yay! Sixteenth Brother is the best!"

Sizi was so happy that she gave Li Chen a big kiss on the cheek.

"Sixteenth Brother, hurry up and write it down! Sizi needs to show it to Grandpa tomorrow!"

After saying that, the little girl, along with Fatty Si, ran out of the study, completely satisfied.