The world is an actor

Chapter 16 Hehe, I have encountered too many of this in my past life!

"That is to say, the current Fang Xiu is at least at the level of a regular army sergeant?" The person in charge of the extras frowned: "If that's the case, the extras who play against him will have to be adjusted and strengthened accordingly!"

"We also need to change the show props for specific actors according to Fang Xiu's strength!" The props team nodded and began to think about the follow-up work progress.

"You are all too optimistic!" Xu Bo shook his head: "It will take at least two months for the enhancer to be fully absorbed and transformed, and it has only been one month for Fang Xiu. The medical team predicts that he is likely to reach the peak of Shenwei, or Wentian junior level. s level!"

"If this is the case, for the sake of the show's effect, it is best to replace the first golden finger palm bottle we set!" The screenwriter said.

"I agree with the writer's opinion that the launch of the S001 Zhangtian bottle will be postponed!" Chen Yimou nodded: "As for the villain in the early stage, start the backup A8132 plan, introduce the bitter scene, increase the mental oppression of the other party, and at the same time, the golden finger S003 magical power King Kong is not broken [-] layer activated!"

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"As expected, it is a must-have for going out and the best choice for fighting yin people. Zongti Quan won my heart!"

Willow head on the moon.

Fang Xiu symbolically wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and the system task was updated in his mind.

"Today's sign-in task: go to Xinpan Peak Wanxian Plaza to pay tribute to a senior immortal!"

"Reward: A bottle of mediocre elixir"

"Remarks: The host's Dao heart is pious, and the reward may be upgraded!"

"Heart Pan Peak?"

Fang Xiu was a little surprised.

The fantasy Haozong has three thousand mountains.

Although Xinpan Peak is located in the outer area, it is more than thirty miles away from Wanyao Mountain.

"It's half past midnight, if you run faster, you should be able to return before dawn!"

Fang Xiu sighed, it is impossible to sleep, and only by signing in can he barely maintain his cultivation.

After pouring a few mouthfuls of cool well water, Fang Xiu tied his shoelaces and ran away.

The physical body on the second level of Qi Refining has reached an astonishing level in terms of strength, agility, and endurance.

At the speed of sprinting [-] meters in the previous life, Fang Xiu ran more than ten miles in one breath.

The suspended stone bridge lying between the two mountains yesterday did not slow down his rushing pace.

Fang Xiu jumped across the two-meter-wide gap in the abyss, all the way forward, and soon disappeared into the dense night.

"Doesn't Fang Xiu need to sleep?"

"I'm still waiting to see the picture of him sharing the bed with Yunyao. Yunyao is so naughty in her sleep, and her real name envies Fang Xiu!"

"I watched it all day and night, and I was about to fall asleep. Why did he run away again? What should I do, should I sleep, or continue to follow the drama?"

"Are you afraid that you won't sleep when you die? Of course you are chasing dramas!"

At night, in the live broadcast room, where the number of viewers had already decreased, the traffic began to pick up again.

"What's wrong, Fang Xiu ran out again? Where did he get so much energy?"

In the program headquarters, the deputy director Xu Bo jumped to his feet angrily, and roared while holding the walkie-talkie: "Mobilize two Yunshuo ships for me, A8132 and S003 are activated urgently."

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"Huh, running at night is so cool, isn't it more fun than girls?"

At the mountainside of Xinpan Peak, Fang Xiu gradually slowed down his pace.

After running for nearly fifty miles in a row, it must be a lie to say that I am not tired.

In the quiet wilderness, the night breeze is gentle, and the feeling of sweating profusely is extraordinarily comfortable.

He was leaning on a big tree, panting, and a strange sigh sounded from behind him very abruptly.

"Ah, I blame..."

"Fuck!"

Fang Xiu was so frightened that his hairs started to stand up.

Behind the dark night, the wilderness, where does this sound come from.

He looked around cautiously, but he didn't see anyone.

There are many ancient trees around, and the lush branches and leaves rub against each other, making a rustling sound.

Like countless black giant shadows, they waved their hands and waved to him.

"In the world of comprehension, it's normal to have ghosts, so don't make a fuss!"

Fang Xiu encouraged himself, as a practitioner, how could he be frightened by ghosts?

The head of the willow on the moon, the ghost appointment after dusk, as long as the appearance is good enough, the warrior rides the undead!

but!
Just as he was about to take a step forward, the strange sigh sounded again, this time coming from the front.

"It was in vain for me, Yao Chen, to spend my whole life in the Central Territory. As a former venerable medicine master and a dignified eighth-rank alchemist, I have fallen to such a point. It is sad and lamentable..."

The voice was hoarse, as if countless gravels were rubbing against each other.

"It turned out to be a male ghost!"

Fang Xiu suddenly lost interest.

He continued to climb along the mountain path, and when he reached [-] meters, on the flat ground at the corner of the path, a hunched and emaciated figure suddenly rushed into Fang Xiu's eyes.

What a back view that is!
Old, feeble, weak.

In the silent night, he was alone, standing under a dead tree on the edge of a cliff.

The cold wind blew up the patched torn robe and messed up the dry and half-bald hair.

Lonely and lonely, as if all the loneliness and silence in this world are pressed on this figure.

In early summer, the dead trees tremble, and the dry leaves wither and fall, adding to the sadness.

"call"

As the figure exhales, the old cigarette stick flickers on and off, and the lingering smoke is full of heavy stories.

"Shouyuan is approaching, and my wish has not been fulfilled. How can I leave with peace of mind? There is not a single talent available in the vast Xuantian Dao Sect!"

The voice was slumped and full of unwillingness.

Yao Chen (an important supporting role) gave a wry smile, turned around slowly, and saw Fang Xiu standing not far away, with a dazed expression, as if a little surprised.

"After all, I am old, but I didn't find anyone approaching!"

Yao Chen's smile became even more bitter, he walked slowly, his body trembled, his movements were slow and feeble, and every step he took was strenuous.

When passing by Fang Xiu's side, his foot tilted, and he fell to the ground "very unexpectedly". In panic, Yao Chen grabbed Fang Xiu's clothes with one hand, trying to use his strength to stand firm.

"Sure enough, it's made of porcelain!"

As early as the first time Fang Xiu saw Yao Chen, he felt that something was wrong with this person.

The moment Yaochen's foot was tilted, he took a big step to the side, completely denying the latter a chance to touch.

He had seen this kind of trick a lot in his previous life.

In terms of acting skills, this old guy is at best a fledgling.

Xinpan Peak, the mountain is a thousand meters high, and the road is rugged. If it is really difficult to move, how can it be climbed so high?
There is no sweat stain on my body, do you really think I am stupid?

"Oh my god"

Yao Chen was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Fang Xiu would suddenly retreat.

But the other person has already fallen halfway, so he can only fall down along the steep stone steps, rolling all the way down the mountain...

"Professionalism is really good!" Fang Xiu watched Yaochen go down the mountain, and shook his head helplessly: "Cultivating immortals 360 times, what's wrong with doing something, why come to touch porcelain!"

"Hahaha, I can't stop laughing, no matter how stupid I am, I can tell that this old man is the golden finger arranged by the program team for Fang Xiu!"

"Fang Xiu is so serious about his life. I like him more and more. This is no more interesting than Little Fresh Meat!"

"One thing to say, Fang Xiu is the most stable protagonist I have ever seen. I met an old man of unknown origin in the middle of the night and offered to give you a magic weapon. If this happens in reality, no one would doubt it!"

"Compared to Fang Xiu, I suddenly feel that the novel is so fake!"

Yaochen rolled down the mountain, but the number of viewers of the live broadcast continued to rise. Even in the middle of the night, the ratings were already close to the highest point during the day.

(End of this chapter)