I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"A side mission?"

While playing, Lu Jian thought about this sudden thing.

Since it is a branch line, it means that Lu Jie can complete it at any time, but the mission description is "in a quiet place", and the quiet place is obviously not the world that Lu Jian is in now, or in other words, the quiet place should be controlled by the system or some The different space influenced by the great existence is just like the Jiangcheng Grand Theater the night before.

In other words, Lu Jian needs to find these traces in the mission.

So, if you find these melody fragments, what can you get?

The mission description is short on details.

Lu Jian just put it aside.

That's not the point of focus right now.

At the end of the song, Song Yunyan's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't wipe it with a handkerchief, but just stood in front of the huge French window, staring into the distance.

If you had doubts before that Lu Juan was some kind of sensationalist, fishing in troubled waters liar, then Song Yunyan knew everything when she heard the sound of the piano.

Because the first and last time she listened to this song was during that fire.

The person who experienced it at that time had already died, and Lu Jian's ability to obtain this song is the best proof.

Lu Jian looked over her shoulder and saw that at the end of the horizon, the ruins of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater could be vaguely seen.

No wonder she bought the land without developing it, and chose such a place for her office.

For twenty years, she probably stared at the past countless times like this, but found nothing.

Lu Jian realized something.

"Mr. Lu, I have a feeling that you and Danping are similar in a sense, can I ask you one thing?"

Song Yunyan didn't look back, she just looked at the sparkling Lingjiang River.

"Please say."

"...Can you help Danpin out? He's been chained there for so many years, it's time to leave."

She was silent for a moment before speaking with such determination.

"no problem."

Lu Jian replied immediately.

"To be precise, Du Danping's soul has been released."

"?"

Song Yunyan couldn't help but turn around.

"Ms. Song, in fact, my video is not finished. I edited the following part, and the main part is here."

Lu Juan took out his mobile phone and immediately played to Song Yunyan the scene of him singing "Lucky Come" while smashing the head of her old friend's dead body with a crowbar.

"... also good."

Song Yunyan had a complicated expression.

"However, the Du Danping incident has not been completely resolved. To avoid such a thing, the Jiangcheng Grand Theater needs to be demolished. It is its architectural style that caused the tragedy."

Lu Jian expressed his thoughts just now.

"Then, it's best to establish some positive energy publicity and education bases in the ruins, or use them as public welfare projects. I believe that Mr. Du will be very pleased to see these in Tianzhiling."

He who sent Du Danping's undead up there with his own hands said with certainty.

"......Good advice."

Song Yunyan froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

She stared at the abandoned Jiangcheng Grand Theater again, as if she wanted to engrave it in the deepest part of her memory.

"Mr. Lu, is there anything I can do for you?"

Song Yunyan asked again.

"People like you, 'over there', should have all their money outside of their possessions, so they won't be useful, but I have nothing else but money."

"..."

Lu Jian hesitated to speak.

"For a while, I searched for antiques all over the world, hoping to find a connection with Danping. Unfortunately, those are ordinary things. I think you, Mr. Lu, don't like them."

Song Yunyan was thinking a little annoyed.

"..."

Lu Jian hesitated to speak again.

"or......"

She thought of something again, but before she could finish, she was slightly interrupted by Lu Jian raising her hand.

"...Actually, there is something I need your help with, Ms. Song."

"Speaking."

Song Yunyan was puzzled.

"Ms. Song, you also know that I am just a small video producer now. My biggest wish is to make my number of fans reach 100,000 as soon as possible. If you can help me fulfill this wish, then I will be satisfied. "

Lu Jian said seriously.

"I don't have any ideals, and shooting these videos is also to realize my own movie dream. One hundred thousand followers is a small step. Of course, if you can invest in the movies I shoot in the future, that would be the best. "

"?"

Song Yunyan was even more puzzled.

After going through the strange scene like the fire, seeing Du Danping's undead, and maybe having come into contact with some mysterious existence, the biggest wish of this young man is to make his fans reach 100,000?

What is the feeling like that a passing sweeping aunt solved a math problem that could not be solved after three hours of hard thinking in the library, and after asking the other person, she said that she only wanted to be a quiet sweeper?

And making movies...is he serious?

You obviously have such extraordinary power, but you just want to make movies?

Or, does the movie he shoots involve the power of that world?

"of course can."

Song Yunyan responded, and she couldn't help but look forward to it.

Although she is over 40 years old, she is often exposed to young people's style, and even opened an account on a video website, sometimes uploading some videos of visiting mansions.

Now is the era of traffic, as long as there is traffic, it is not a problem to make someone popular, and traffic needs money to buy.

Gathering 100,000 zombie fans is already a very low-level method, Song Yunyan is going to ask the secretary to use other methods to promote Lu Jian's video, so that he can get 100,000 real fans.

"Is there anything else I can do to help?"

Song Yunyan didn't know why, when she faced Lu Jian, she was not as confident as she used to be when facing young people, but with a little awe.

Perhaps it was because he had truly witnessed those extraordinary things that he looked at Lu Lian differently.

Maybe it's just that Song Yunyan saw the shadow of Du Danping in Lu Jian and wanted to make up for the regrets of the year.

"Well... Ms. Song, you said before that you have collected many antiques, right?"

Lu Jian thought for a while, and reminded the other party.

"Although there may be nothing that needs to be paid attention to in those antiques, I still advise you that it is best not to over-explore those things. Some things, the more you know, the more dangerous it is for you."

Just like those things in Silent Department Store, Lu Jian suspects that they may be the products left by some people like him. Most of these things are polluted. Ordinary people may be affected soon and become mentally disturbed when they encounter them.

I have seen the real Lu Jian in this world, and I have a deep understanding of this.

Although his sanity is zero now, Lu Jian doesn't think he is a lunatic.

"I see."

Song Yunyan nodded with a half understanding.

"One last thing."

Lu Jian came to the door of the office, ready to leave here.

Song Yunyan looked over.

"Can you please ask the driver to drive me back, it's a bit troublesome to transfer to the subway here."

Lu Jian said seriously.

"......Row."

Song Yunyan couldn't understand this man anymore.

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