I Live Broadcast The Establishment Of The Underworld To Help You Reincarnate

At this moment, in the studio, the three directors looked complicated while being shocked by the live footage on the LCD TV.

How to make the next movie.

How do they shoot, in order to shoot the fierceness of the time.

How to take pictures to capture the appearance of the red souls in their lifetime.

A red soul is a story.

But the narrative of the film is extremely limited.

No matter how the script is arranged, it seems that it is difficult to surpass the shock brought by this live broadcast.

Chen Ge lit a cigarette, which was rarely seen on the set at this moment.

"Overthrow it!"

"Overthrow everything!"

"It's okay to overthrow and start over, it doesn't matter if the release is delayed!"

"If I really shoot it in the current state, I'm afraid I'll have nightmares in the middle of the night, and I'm sorry for the scars on those red souls."

Beside Chen Ge, the other two directors nodded solemnly.

CCTV's live broadcast this time was too shocking.

Those red souls are lifelike.

Obviously there is no half-frame picture, depicting the tragic war of that year.

But it is everywhere expressing the tragic and solemn after crossing the river.

I eat snow here, it is for the people of our motherland not to eat snow. They can sit in a bright room, make a pot of tea, keep a small fire, and cook whatever they want to eat.

We are squatting in air-raid shelters here, and the people of the motherland can not squat in air-raid shelters. They can walk unhurriedly on the road. They can ride a bike, they can walk, they can talk while walking.

When we cross this river, the descendants of the motherland will no longer have to fight. They can go to school at the same age as us, watch the grass grow and fly, and go round and round the girl they like. .

We died here...but never regretted it!

...

Drifting down the river.

At this moment, the red souls entered the gates of the underworld one by one.

Drifting down the river, only the muddy black river water is left, surging incompetently, as if roaring.

The huge dragged down the river, and at this moment there was only one red soul left.

The red soul stood beside the old man Chen Jingming, his body was full of blood, but Chen Jingming didn't dislike it at all.

At this moment, Chen Jingming looked at the sky, the huge ghost gate of the underworld, and half lowered his head.

"Chen Chunhe, you should go."

The face was completely burned, and the red soul with almost no good flesh on his body swayed a few times before speaking in a low voice.

"After I leave, you don't need to guard the tomb."

"Go wherever you want to go. Eat more delicious food. Looking at your teeth now, you're going to lose all of your teeth... It's ugly."

Chen Jingming snorted at this moment.

"I want you to take care of it!"

"I've eaten more than you for decades..."

"Chen Chunhe, do you want to reincarnate into our Chen family, your little nephew's wife called me a few days ago and said she was pregnant."

At this moment, a red palm patted the back of Chen Jingming's head.

Although the palm finally passed through Chen Chunhe's head, Chen Chunhe still felt that the wind was blowing all the time.

Chihun snorted.

"Fuck your uncle's Chen Jingming, I'm your brother, you actually want to be my grandfather."

Chen Jingming smiled.

"Hey, isn't my uncle also your uncle?"

Chihun and the old man glared angrily at the moment, and then quickly laughed.

The old man swayed from side to side with laughter, and his tears were about to fall.

Afterwards, the old man straightened his body and spoke quietly.

"Chen Chunhe, you should go."

"It's really time to go."

Chihun was silent for a moment.

He was the only one in the huge Hueluojiang, who had not entered the gate of the underworld for a long time.

At this time, Lin Yan had already dispelled Li Gui's dharma image. He and Tong Xiao, who was surrounded by pale golden flames, stood next to the gate of the underworld and waited quietly, without the slightest impatience.

Chihun opened his mouth, then sighed.

"Chen Jingming, I'm sorry for making you wait so long..."

"If there is a chance, we will be brothers, and I will be your brother. This time, I will take good care of you!"

The old man's body swayed a few times, without making a sound, he just nodded.

Then he sat silently on the bank of the river.

Looking at the red soul, he slowly lifted into the sky, until finally he got into the gate of the underworld and disappeared.

The old man on the ground was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Chen Chunhe, I'm sorry you just said shit."

"If you are my brother, am I not your brother?"

"I've been waiting for you for decades, and I'm willing to do it... My parents have never complained about you..."

"I've missed you for decades, I miss you so much..."

"Okay, I'll be a brother in the next life, I don't want you to be my brother, this time I want to be a big brother..."

At the moment of dragging down the river, apart from the waves hitting the waves, there was no sound at all.

On both sides of the gate of the underworld, there are dense crimson characters.

Lin Yan glanced at the whimpering old man in the void, raised his hand, and a golden light fell into the old man's eyebrows.

Then Lin Yan took a deep breath.

"Chen Jingming, I'll take them away first!"

"See you again if you have a chance!"

Chen Jingming wiped his tears.

He raised his head, a smile on his wrinkled face.

"If I die, you have to come and arrest my soul in person!"

Lin Yan froze for a moment, but he nodded anyway.

"I know, definitely!!!"

...

After that, Lin Yan turned his head and walked into the gate of the underworld with Tong Xiao.

The gate of the underworld was slowly closing at this moment.

Finally disappeared into the void.

With the disappearance of the gates of the underworld.

The Yin realm that dragged down the river gradually disappeared.

Everything in front of Chen Jingming's eyes gradually returned to normal again.

He saw the Hueluo Square not far away, saw the street lights, and saw the gangster next to the tomb, who had conflicted with him before, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The sky and the earth are vast, and it ends up being really clean.

At the same time, countless TV sets, in front of the computers, and countless audience members stared blankly at the TV, unable to slow down for a long time.

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