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In reality, who can save you?
Wang Xian'er instinctively gripped Long Yan's hand tightly.
"Sister Xian'er, don't be afraid, Buddha will protect you," Long Yan comforted Wang Xian'er.
Things aren't that bad yet.
Because Issey Miyake was still being held captive in the police station and had not yet been born.
and,
Issey Miyake is merely the reincarnation of the Fusang Demon King, and may not have a complete memory of his past life, nor is he as powerful as the Fusang Demon King.
Therefore, Wang Xian'er is safe for the time being.
"Little Master, let's go."
Wang Xian'er didn't want to stay at the police station any longer because she had seen a ghost there, which left her with psychological trauma.
Feeling depressed.
I just want to leave as soon as possible and find a more relaxed environment.
Long Yan nodded and prepared to leave as well.
As for Issey Miyake, the vampire, he will only truly be born during the Ghost Festival.
There are still seven days left.
As Long Yan strode away...
He Fenny suddenly remembered something and called out to him.
"and many more!"
Long Yan turned around and looked He Fenny up and down, then asked:
"Inspector, the statement has been taken. Is there anything else?"
Facing Long Yan's gaze,
He Fenny was on high alert.
Holding two folders in each hand, she hurriedly covered her legs and chest.
Because she still believed that Long Yan could see through things!
Otherwise, how would Long Yan have known the color of her underwear in the interrogation room?
"Keep that a secret for me, and don't tell anyone!"
He Fenny blushed slightly, afraid that her secret would be discovered by her colleagues, and she would be too ashamed to face anyone.
"What matter?" Long Yan didn't react for a moment.
Police officers Jin Maiji and Meng Chao, along with Meili, also looked on with curiosity, eager to know what the secret was.
Inspector Ho Fan-ni has always been as aloof and cold as an iceberg in the police station. How could she have a secret that the little monk knew?
“What do you think! It’s that matter!” He Fenny emphasized her words, trying to make Long Yan recall it himself.
"I understand."
Long Yan looked at He Fenny's legs; they were covered in black stockings and a short skirt that hugged her hips, making her look very sensual.
The secret she was referring to was probably the color of her underwear.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything."
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Long Yan has no penchant for revealing other people's privacy.
After making the promise,
He Fenny then allowed Long Yan to leave.
The three police officers were all eager to know what secret their superior, He Fanni, was hiding!
Although he's unreliable at solving cases, he can be quite clever when it comes to gossiping.
"Inspector, why are you covering your thighs and chest with a folder?" Officer Kim Mackey noticed this detail.
He Fenny's actions are very strange!
"That's right, it's like they're trying to prevent being spied on." Meng Chao also noticed this.
Meili chimed in, "But the inspector's clothes are very well concealed; there's no way we could see inside."
"Unless someone can see through things!" Kim McGee suddenly had a brilliant idea.
“I guess that little monk could see through things and saw Inspector Fanny’s clothes underneath.” Meng Chao was even bolder in his thinking, analyzing, “So it makes sense that Inspector Fanny asked the little monk to keep the secret.”
“Madam, you’re blushing. Did we guess right?” Kim Mak-ki, with his keen observation skills, hit the nail on the head.
"Get back to work!" He Fenny, having reached her limit, dismissed her two subordinates; the conversation was simply over.
..... .... ...
Wang Xian'er, who was leaving, also overheard the police officers' conversation.
She was actually the most panicked!
No way, the young master can see through things?
She had already spent a day with Long Yan.
Does that mean there are no secrets left?
What a shame!
At this moment, Long Yan was the most wronged.
Honestly, he really doesn't have X-ray vision!
Leaving the police station,
Wang Xian'er put her mask and sunglasses back on, crossed the road with Long Yan, and got into the car.
I checked the rearview mirror and saw that the black Santana was still there.
It must be said that paparazzi are all experts at tracking and incredibly patient.
While Wang Xian'er was at the police station giving her statement, they remained outside, waiting for an opportunity to secretly film her.
Wang Xian'er started the sports car and drove Long Yan to the set of A Chinese Ghost Story 3 for today's filming.
The two actors, who played the male and female leads respectively, portrayed the young monk Shifang and the female ghost Xiaozhuo. They had scenes almost every day, mostly at night.
On the car,
Wang Xian'er recalled the ghost stories from the Ming Dynasty that Long Yan had told at the police station.
She felt that Shishi's fate was tragic, and always felt that the story wasn't over yet, so she asked with great curiosity:
"Little Master, after Shishi was killed by the Fusang Demon King, she turned into a demon queen. What happened after that?"
She couldn't accept this ending, she was so angry!
Long Yan smiled, surprised that Wang Xian'er actually enjoyed listening to ghost stories.
And she was quite fascinated by it.
"This story has a second half," Long Yan recounted.
"There was a hermit in a thatched hut who, along with his two disciples, vowed to eliminate the Japanese Demon King, leading to an earth-shattering battle of magic..."
Wang Xian'er listened with great interest, finding it even more exciting than watching television.
"And then what? And then what?" Long Yan kept asking.
"Then, during the battle, the gates of heaven and earth opened simultaneously, and the hermit of the thatched cottage and the Japanese ghost king crossed time and space, falling into Hong Kong in our era..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xian'er couldn't help but burst out laughing.
How did a perfectly good ghost story suddenly turn into a time-travel story?!
Moreover, it involves someone traveling from ancient times to the modern era.
Outrageous!
Wang Xian'er certainly didn't believe that this was the end, but she felt very happy. At least it successfully made her laugh and she wasn't so afraid of ghosts anymore.
"Little Master, thank you for making me happy."
But she didn't know that Long Yan was really not joking!
……knife.
050 One continuous shot! The old shoulder is incredibly smooth! Female benefactor, please have some self-respect.
It's sunset at six o'clock.
Wang Xian'er and Long Yan drove to the film set.
Tonight's filming location is still the set we built, Lanruo Temple.
Although an extra died here unexpectedly last night.
But filming will continue.
Because making movies is a very expensive business.
The investors will not allow the work to stop; every day of delay will result in huge financial losses.
The production crew and actors all signed contracts.
Even if the film set is haunted, we have to grit our teeth and keep filming.
If filming is halted, the investors will suffer losses, and the actors will also have to pay breach of contract penalties.
At night, Lanruo Temple stands alone in the wilderness, appearing eerie and desolate.
Fortunately, there were many crew members preparing props and costumes and adjusting camera positions, which made it much more lively.
Furthermore, to prevent any further paranormal events, the production team specially invited a folk master of Maoshan magic to oversee Lanruo Temple.