(Yun Qishen’s perspective)
Looking at the scenery on Liuyin Peak, I felt a little sad. Although now I have realized that I am no longer in the so-called reality, I always feel that I have lost something in this place.
As time goes by, I grew up. When I saw the big willow tree on Liuyin Peak for the first time, I was only shocked and incredulous. Although I knew very well that it was filming, but after I truly integrated into the perception of the character, everything was so wonderful.
As an actor, you experience a different life in every play, and that's when life becomes fun.
I didn't know everything about this character, I just acted according to the script. Being separated from reality and completely integrated into this dreamlike world, the feeling can no longer be described as reality.
I can't even tell who I am, the actor named Yun Qishen, or the Yun Qishen who truly belongs to Gu Ao.
Really, I only have a few acquaintances besides Xi Qi, but Yun Qishen in Gu Ao has a big family. He has a master, brothers who know each other, people who need to be taken care of, and people who want to take care of him.
I am inexplicably envious, and even a little eager for these. It is the experience I have only because of acting. I just have no way to understand it better.
Looking at the purple water lilies in the pool, I subconsciously squatted down and touched the cold water with my hands.
The water was shining on my face, and the makeup on my face made it impossible to tell what I looked like in reality.
Why do people fall into fantasy? Just to escape reality? Maybe, or maybe I like these fantasies.
Maybe I'm escaping from reality now.
The thick fog in Liuyin Peak gradually dissipated, and the picturesque scenery was so beautiful that words alone could no longer describe its charm.
A woman in red stood next to a black dragon and waved to me, and a tall and muscular man stood not far away with his arms crossed on his chest, waiting for me to greet me.
edge?
Is this fate?
This is the beginning of my encounter with you, and every minute and every second in the process of acquaintance is fate.
I like this fate.
"My disciple has kept me waiting for a long time, and you disappeared as soon as the food was served. Do you really dislike being with me so much?"
Long Yunhua's voice reached my ears, and she was a little angry from the tone. She started complaining like this when she saw me coming over.
Laia was helpless by the side. I could tell that she was forced to come to me by Long Yunhua, otherwise she would have left holding her sweet and sour ridge.
I don't know why the Holy Lord came. Maybe he just didn't want to be alone.
"What did Master say? How could I not like you, Master? Master is beautiful and everyone likes you."
Long Yunhua's golden eyes narrowed and she smiled happily, "Ah, my disciple is getting better and better at talking, and he is completely different from before. My disciple's words used to be hard to hear."
I recalled the early plot here, and I completely put myself into this role and even touched my head in embarrassment, "Haha, people will change..."
"Then disciple, you have really changed a lot in the past two years."
After listening to Long Yunhua's words, I sighed, "Really? I can't feel it at all."
If I don't change something like this, I really can't understand how much I have changed without others pointing it out. If the current scene is just Yun Qishen's character meeting and talking with the Gu Ao characters in the early stage, then it's just that I am nostalgic for the past. Or maybe the character is forever stuck in what he thinks is a good past.
People's acquaintance depends on fate, and people's getting along depends on love.
Can I really talk to you about this relationship? Do I really deserve this love word?
I want to get emotional affirmation, but at this moment I am hesitant and afraid of breaking these existing relationships.
"Actually, master, you can just eat. You don't have to wait for mine." I stepped forward and smiled.
Long Yunhua looked at me and said with a serious tone, "You didn't come back to see me on the New Year's Day. I'm sad for you. Since it's a reunion dinner, you must wait until everyone is here before you can eat it!"
I also blurted out, "This year has passed, there are not so many rules."
Long Yunhua stopped and put her hand gently on my shoulder, "In my opinion, we haven't reunited yet, and this year hasn't passed yet."
After Long Yunhua finished speaking, a golden light broke through the fog that had descended from Liu Yinfeng and shone into my eyes.
Then I heard a nasty sound.
"It's so deep. It would be nice to see you safe and sound. I was also afraid that you would be reported to Xinjiang, so I still have to go look for you."
The golden light faded away, and I could see clearly what was in front of me. Evil Qi had already arrived in front of me.
"For some reason, I feel that my apprentice and Ji Qi look more and more alike." Long Yunhua said this, and Lai'a and I blurted it out at the same time.
"The colors are different and there is no resemblance!"
I pointed at Zai Qi’s hair, and Laia pointed at Zai Qi’s eyes.
Long Yunhua also specially invited Shengjun, who was watching the show, to ask him to watch it too.
"Tell me, do they look alike! My good disciple, my master, used to have a round face! Now he is almost as tall as Zuo Qi!"
Long Yunhua pointed at Bad Qi and said, and the Holy Lord indeed looked at Bad Qi and me.
At this time, Zaiqi secretly asked in my ear, "Is my face really that long?"
"It seems a bit. After all, your thin hands are indeed small compared to your face." I commented objectively.
The Holy Lord also said at this time, "There are indeed a lot of similarities, especially between the eyebrows. The two of them are almost becoming twin brothers."
It was probably the influence of the magic beads, otherwise what else would be possible?
Qi Qi was very happy for some reason. He put his arm around my neck and smiled, "Is that so, brother?"
"Don't touch my neck, my neck is itchy! Get up!"
"Okay my brother~"
"Okay 'ok my brother'! It's as long as it's over."
While Xieqi and I were laughing, we forgot about the existence of the golden unicorn beside us. Neither Shengjun nor Laia paid attention to it, so it became a little angry.
Jin Qilin returned to its original form at this moment, and it stepped towards me in displeasure, "You scumbag, don't you even bless me when you see this beast? Happy New Year? Are you eating me?"
When I heard a familiar voice, I also felt a huge pressure on my body. Bad Qi was there and persuaded Jin Qilin not to make trouble. Jin Qilin then retracted his legs and turned into his usual silly and fat appearance.
"How can you ask me to give such a big gift as soon as we meet here? You didn't even prepare a red envelope for me?"
I patted the dirt on my body and stood up, but Long Yunhua and the others were still holding back their laughter. I looked at Jin Qilin's unhappy expression and had no intention of blaming it.
Jin Qilin jumped in front of me and said, "This beast is full of treasures. Any scales you pull out are no more valuable than a red envelope!"
Looking at Jin Qilin's smug expression, I couldn't help but reveal a hint of treachery at the corner of my mouth. I raised my head and gave Hao Qi a wink. Hao Qi understood immediately and grabbed the horn on Jin Qilin's head with one hand.
"What is this going to do to this beast?" Jin Qilin didn't understand yet.
I smiled and cheered, "Let's eat pig meat today! Boil water in a pot!"
As soon as Jin Qilin couldn't hear it anymore, it hurriedly struggled, but Ziqi blocked its mouth and could only hear its miserable moaning.
Long Yunhua accompanied Lai'a and Shengjun to watch our fuss. They knew we were joking, so they teased Jin Qilin from time to time.
I think Jin Qilin understood our joke even though he didn't like it. Although he resisted fiercely, he didn't look angry.
I inadvertently looked up into the distance, and it seemed that some more people were coming. They are all people I know well. They are guys who have come all the way from Xinjiang. They are old friends who cannot appear in reality.
