According to his memory, Yan Yang quickly found a large box covered in dust under the bed.
This was his crowning gift a few years ago. His big brother had conquered a human city and seized it from a small human shop. It was filled with small toys invented by a person called Madman. He thought it was quite interesting and gave it back as a small adult gift. However, he casually played with it a few times and threw it under the bed.
He blew away the dust, causing Yan Yang to cough. He opened the box and saw a black stone under a pile of colorful stones. The moment Yan Yang saw the stone, he was excited.
This stone was called the Image Stone. There was a large space inside. Some human xiuzhe would add some formations. Usually, in sect competitions, they would take pictures and even pass down cultivation techniques. This stone played an irreplaceable role.
However, the stone in Yan Yang's hand had been tampered with by that 'mad inventor' for some unknown reason. Not only was the image contained within it much larger, but it was also much clearer.
If it was compared to a 'memory card', other people would have 100M and would be full in at most two or four hours, but the one in his hand was 10G. Think about the difference, and there was more than one such image stone.
Yan Yang suddenly remembered a saying that was passed down from his previous life, Experts were among the people!
I wonder if that human 'lunatic' is still alive. I'll ask my big brother tomorrow.
Everything was ready except for the east wind.
In order to change the relationship between the two races, Yan Yang wanted to use images to spread the news to the human world. Writing poems and whatnot were still acceptable in the human world. At the very least, they could be considered as talented scholars. However, the countless Corpse Puppets were like dogs looking at the stars.
Moreover, in order to change the first impression of the human race and the demon race, one could only slowly infiltrate the human race and the demon race through their real appearance. Usually, it would not work. Once the two met, they would probably start fighting without saying anything. If they went around spreading the news that the demon race was good to the human race, they would probably be declared to be colluding with the enemy at the first moment, and then slowly spend the rest of their lives in prison.
Anyway, with this abandoned image stone, why not make a movie? This was the most intuitive way, and with a beautiful story that both sides could accept as a foundation, then add some other cultures into it. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
This " evolved " image stone acted as a camera, so what he lacked now was a good script.
What Yan Yang wanted to do now was to stop humans from hating demons and ghosts. Yan Yang felt that it wasn't too difficult to do this. He could just make humans worship ghosts and ghosts.
This kind of worship did not mean that they would turn into their own race. Instead, they would call them 'idols'.
It was probably this feeling…
Because the races in the Demon Realm were too diverse, and in order to create a good image of the demons, Yan Yang was currently thinking of the first demon that humans thought of-ghosts!
Yes, it was a ghost. A ghost and a demon were probably the two representatives that they feared the most.
That's good. The first movie script that came to Yan Yang's mind was a Chinese Ghost Story.
A Chinese Ghost Story must have been a well-known work in his previous life. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a household name.
The main story was about Ning Caichen who went to Guobei County to collect his debts. He encountered heavy rain and hid in the legendary Lanruo Temple to stay for the night. However, he was rejected by the Taoist priest Yan Chixia, who had a preconceived idea. Therefore, Ning Caichen secretly sneaked into the temple.
At night, Ning Caichen was attracted by the sound of the zither and met the young girl Nie Xiaoqian. Nie Xiaoqian suddenly revealed her killing intent. Fortunately, Yan Chixia arrived and saved Ning Caichen's life.
Nie Xiaoqian felt his integrity and fell in love with him, but Yan Chixia stopped him. Ning Caichen mistook Yan Chixia for a murderer and wanted to escape with Nie Xiaoqian.
The Witch of the Black Mountain forced Nie Xiaoqian to kill Ning Caichen, but Nie Xiaoqian refused. Granny ordered the demons to kill Ning and Xiaoqian. Yan Chixia appeared again and saved the two of them. Granny was seriously injured.
At this moment, Ning Caichen found out that Nie Xiaoqian was a wandering soul. Because her body was abandoned in the wilderness, she was controlled by her grandmother. Every night, she looked for strong men to attract Yang essence for her grandmother and increase her lifespan.
In order to prevent Nie Xiaoqian from being humiliated again, Ning Caichen promised to send her bones back to the countryside for burial, but his grandmother stopped him. Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia finally saved Nie Xiaoqian and allowed her to be reincarnated.
The main candidates for A Chinese Ghost Story were the ghost Nie Xiaoqian, the scholar Ning Caichen, the Taoist Yan Chixia, and the thousand-year-old tree demon Granny.
Yan Yang stood up and casually picked up a mirror on the table. In the mirror, there was no difference between the Little Marquis of the Demon Realm and himself in his previous life. He was just as handsome and extraordinary. It was a pity that he had to be the 'director' to direct the filming. Otherwise, the role of Ning Caichen would definitely be his.
Furthermore, Yan Yang already had a candidate in mind for the 1,000-year Tree Demon.
"Flower spirit, go and call Corpse Chief over."
Yan Yang said to a Blue Elf that had just flown over to arrange flowers.
The blue flower spirit placed its hands in front of its chest, lowered its head respectfully, and slowly flew backward.
The flower spirits didn't know how to speak. Their mission was to keep the hall fragrant for a long time. Of course, sometimes they also acted as messengers.
Yan Yang also started writing his script.
When he thought of A Chinese Ghost Story, Yan Yang felt that his memory was frighteningly clear. Not to mention the fact that he had watched Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, he could even remember every conversation between the characters in the movie. He could even remember the college entrance examination questions clearly.
Was this the benefit of transmigrators? This was forcing him to cheat!
Yan Yang took out a stack of white paper from the table. The brush was not a brush, but rather a quill that looked like a quill from the Western Middle Ages. However, it looked like a charcoal pen when it was used to write. This was just right, at least it was not unfamiliar.
Yan Yang wrote down the name of the script, A Chinese Ghost Story, on the first piece of paper. Corpse Chief walked in with a stiff smile and knelt in front of Yan Yang.
"May I know what the young duke has called this lowly one here for?”
"Corpse Chief, do you know how to act?"
"Acting, acting?" Corpse Chief raised his head and looked at Yan Yang in confusion.
"It's just acting." Yan Yang explained.
Corpse Chief wanted to cry but had no tears. He raised his dry hand and touched his bark-like face, looking pitifully at his master.
On its entire face, the only thing that could be used flexibly was its pair of sneaky eyes. As for the rest, sigh, it had been buried underground for hundreds of years before it gained intelligence. It was already good enough that its skin and bones did not melt.
However, Yan Yang didn't think so. The Witch of the Black Mountain was a thousand-year-old Tree Demon, so her skin was similar to Corpse Chief's. Her eyes were scarlet, and it was just right. More importantly, Corpse Chief's long hair looked too similar when it was tied up.
"I don't want you to laugh or cry. The expression I want is coldness. The most important thing is to be ruthless so that everyone will be afraid of you. Come, come, show me your ruthlessness first.”The more Yan Yang looked at Corpse Chief, the more satisfied he became. He was no different from the Witch of the Black Mountain in his heart.
"This one, this one doesn't dare." Corpse Chief hurriedly begged for mercy.
"What? Don't tell me you don't want to listen to Master anymore? Go crazy, just like how you faced those human demon hunters.”Yan Yang gave the order, and Corpse Chief was helpless. All he had to do was apologize and take a deep breath. His dantian sank, and his eyes became even redder.
"Roar!"
In the next moment, a chilling aura suddenly emanated from the corpse puppet's body. Its long hair fluttered without any wind, and its shrill cry directly knocked out the surrounding dozens of flower spirits, causing them to fall to the ground like dumplings.
"Stop, stop, stop. You passed." Caught off guard, Yan Yang felt as if his eardrums were going deaf.
Corpse Chief looked at the flower spirits on the ground and lowered his head even more.
"Corpse Chief, I have a mission for you.”
"Young Marquis, please speak!"
"Find me a batch of the most beautiful female ghosts, especially those with long hair that are moving.”Yan Yang signed his own warrant, stamped it and handed it to Corpse Chief.
Although Corpse Chief did not know what the young duke was planning, he quickly agreed to withdraw.
After Corpse Chief left, Yan Yang adjusted his state of mind and continued writing his script.
The good thing was that this world's language was universal, which greatly reduced Yan Yang's workload.
"Ten miles of calm lake frosts the sky, every inch of black hair worries about the years. Looking at the shape of the moon, I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."
In a short while, the most classic poem in the movie was written on the paper. A good entry could always cause countless people to fantasize.
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