I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Upon hearing what Blind Zhang said, Lu Ban quickly understood.

"Old Zhang, I'm planning to make a film about the lives of people from all walks of life, so that everyone will remember you."

He said.

Blind Zhang was taken aback.

"If you tell people these things, they will only take it as a joke and will not believe it. Besides, we Jiuliu do these things not for the sake of fame."

“Old Zhang, this world is not just Jiangcheng Mountain, there are many more beings like the monsters suppressed at the bottom of that mountain. What I need to do is make everyone aware of this.”

Lu Ban said seriously.

"……besides?"

Blind Zhang seemed to be hearing such words for the first time.

"Yes, you saw the heavy snow at the beginning of this year, right? That was the result of those guys causing trouble. Times have changed, and we need to pay more attention."

Lu Ban replied.

"……I see."

"That's what blind Zhang replied."

"I can accommodate any request you may have."

The two continued chatting, leaving Cao Manwen standing alone, feeling that his worldview had been completely overturned.

What what what?

The heavy snow at the beginning of this year?

Is there a monster suppressed at the foot of the mountain?

Do monsters really exist in this world?

Lu Ban said he wanted to make everything public, not referring to any movie promotion, but actually saying these things in front of everyone.

Is there something wrong with what I'm hearing here?

After Lu Ban communicated with Blind Zhang, Cao Manwen escorted Lu Ban back to the hotel.

Throughout the journey, Cao Manwen felt incredulous.

Is what you're talking about true?

Traffic jams are common in Yannan at night. When the traffic stopped at one point, he tentatively asked.

"Of course it's true."

Lu Ban answered as a matter of course.

"Aren't you filming some kind of prank show? A few cameras will pop out and film my face in a minute, telling me I've been tricked, right?"

Cao Manwen glanced around and asked guiltily.

"No."

Lu Ban answered honestly.

"So, superpowers really exist in this world? Not the kind of qigong, but something like that..."

Cao Manwen didn't know how to describe it either.

Lu Ban saw the lighter in the car, and his right hand materialized a silver pen [Last Words], on which he wrote a single word.

【cat】.

The next moment, Cao Manwen's lighter suddenly jumped out of Lu Ban's hand and landed in front of the steering wheel, rubbing against Cao Manwen's hand like a cat.

The young doctoral student was horrified.

Immediately, the lighter lost its dynamism and reverted to its ordinary form, falling into Lu Ban's palm.

"You mean this kind?"

Lu Ban asked.

"..."

Cao Manwen felt that his materialistic values ​​were about to collapse.

After sending Lu Ban back to the hotel, Cao Manwen returned to his dormitory, turned on his computer, and immediately began searching for keywords such as Jiangcheng Mountain and Jiuliu.

Then, Cao Manwen only found a web novel called "I Created the Myth of the Old Ones". He glanced at it and thought it was well written. He read it until midnight before he suddenly realized what was going on.

"Damn, what am I doing?"

He cast two monthly votes for the book and then went to look up information about superpowers.

However, the internet is basically only recommending books that are obviously scams, such as "The Quick Way to Master Qigong", "The Superpower to Make the Opposite Sex Fall for You in Three Sentences", and "Magic Is Like This". There are also some pseudo-scientific superpower researches that combine relativity, quantum mechanics, and string theory.

There wasn't a trace of what Lu Ban and the others mentioned.

But what Cao Manwen saw tonight was genuine, and he looked again at the lighter he had brought upstairs.

"Transform!"

He spoke to the lighter, but the lighter remained motionless, as if mocking his foolishness.

the other side.

Lu Ban quickly contacted Du Danping's family through Song Yunyan, and through Tang Que's letter, he found the Baili Xingxing lineage, which ran a multinational trading company, and obtained valuable interview footage.

As for Dai Yuanyang, Lu Ban checked and found that it seemed that the rest of the Dai family had been invited by Dai Yuanyang to go abroad during the war, and then disappeared without a trace.

Lu Ban didn't know what became of these people, but if Dai Yuanyang had introduced them, it meant they had probably made contact with an overseas research institution studying supernatural power contamination, and the outcome probably wouldn't be good.

Having gathered all the materials, Lu Ban was finally able to begin making the film.

A month later, in June, before the summer solstice, Lu Ban posted a message on the account of Silent Media, announcing the basic information of his next film, "Nine Streams".

Chapter 585 The Storyteller

"...We will notify you to come and pick up the specific written documents. Don't worry, just go home and wait."

After seeing the patient off, Tang Yu typed a report on the computer. It was already lunchtime, and the doctors either went to the cafeteria to get food, started heating up the food they had brought, or went out to eat something.

Tang Yu took out her lunchbox and went to the cafeteria to heat it up in the microwave.

While waiting, she saw two nurses watching videos on their phones.

As they were looking around, one of the nurses suddenly looked up and saw Tang Yu.

"Dr. Tang, you're on TV!"

"Ok?"

Tang Yu was puzzled, so she leaned over to take a look.

In the video playing on the phone, a woman who looks a lot like Tang Yu is swinging her fist with great force; you can feel the strong impact even through the screen.

What video is this?

Tang Yu asked, while also having some guesses.

"It's Lu Ban's new movie trailer! Dr. Tang, haven't you seen 'All Quiet in Spring'? Waaah, it's so funny."

The nurse said.

"Let me see, what's his name?"

Tang Yu asked where she could watch the trailer, just as the microwave beeped, indicating her food was ready.

Tang Yu took out her lunchbox and sat on the other side of the long table where the nurses were. Even in the hospital, many people were not willing to sit and eat with her, as a forensic doctor.

Of course, Tang Yu was already used to it. Sometimes, when there was a major accident and many corpses to be dissected, she might finish dissecting a corpse and then immediately start eating a large boxed lunch without caring about anything else.

Tang Yu took out her phone, put on her earphones, and opened her lunchbox.

The food was definitely not cooked by Tang Yu herself. Her father had been in charge of the family's meals for many years. To be honest, Tang Yu didn't think anyone could make sweet and sour pork ribs that could surpass her father's skills.

Unfortunately, today's dishes were stir-fried loofah and salt and pepper shrimp, which were still quite delicious.

Tang Yu took a bite of rice soaked in soup, then clicked on the video.

The video begins with a storyteller wearing a gown and holding a gavel.

"Back then, the times were turbulent, and the people suffered greatly. At the foot of Jiangcheng Mountain, all sorts of people gathered..."

Snapped--

With the sound of the gavel, accompanied by the drumbeats of traditional opera, the curtain rises.

An elderly man wearing sunglasses sat at a table, holding scissors in his hand, cutting out delicate leaves, spring breezes, flowers, birds, insects, and fish. The next moment, these paper cuts transformed into real trees and animals, with peach blossoms in full bloom and birds soaring, creating a colorful scene.

“There are paper cutters who can cut and fold paper, expressing their feelings through objects, making them lifelike.”

The paper-cut bird flew towards the screen, its movement startling Tang Yu, who couldn't help but tilt her head back to avoid it.

Using the bird as a transition point, another slightly overweight man appears, dressed in a suit and mandarin jacket, holding a complex compass-like object in his hand.

"There are those who move mountains to find dragons, explore tombs to find roots, divide gold to locate burial sites, and are known as the Tomb Raiders."

The man was on the mountain, his compass spinning, and soon he made a discovery, pointing ahead.

The camera followed the direction the man was pointing and then turned to show an old man carrying a huge box climbing the rocky, winding mountain path with ease, moving swiftly as if on flat ground.

"He can travel a hundred miles in a day, as light as a swallow, and a thousand miles in a day. Speed ​​is of the essence in warfare."

As the elderly man with gray hair climbed to the top of the mountain, the camera panned over his shoulder, facing the rising sun.

Under the rising sun, a bustling and prosperous city is teeming with activity.

The camera focused on a man with a feng shui and fortune-telling sign hanging up his back.

"He has the ability to see ghosts, is skilled in feng shui and numerology, and can predict fortune and disasters with uncanny accuracy."

The feng shui master saw that some people were surrounded by dark energy, while others exuded wealth and nobility. He believed that fate had its own destiny, and one should not force what one has.

He soon spotted a man walking among the crowd. The man had a cunning look in his eyes, and in a moment, he had a wallet in his hand, which he then distributed to the beggars.

"He is a star-picker, a master thief, a Robin Hood-like figure, and a thief on the roof."

The camera follows the beggar into an alleyway, accompanied by banknotes. Suddenly, a corpse lies on the ground, a hand holding a scalpel, carefully dissecting it. The camera then pans to a woman who puts down the scalpel and throws a powerful punch at a wooden dummy.