After finally getting the news about Chuntai Fang, Chen Qing asked carefully.
"As an actor, if you want to be a role, you have to be crazy. And the crazier you are, the easier it is to become a ghost, so actors have become a big category."
"Actors have very strong obsessions, so you have to be careful. Some actors don't just get into the act, but really think of themselves as the person they are playing. This kind of actor is extremely intense."
"Just like the young actor who plays the role of Agarwood, if he really thinks of himself as Agarwood, it is possible to make a breakthrough with just one move."
"Then if you play something...for example...like Dream of Red Mansions, will you be just an ordinary person?"
"Usually that's the case."
"But if you can change the environment, don't worry about anything and just run away."
"Change the environment?"
"The strongest state of an actor is called 'Dream Reality', where he can bring the play he plays into reality. For example, in the play, if the mountains collapse and the earth breaks apart, he will bring the landslide and the earth into reality. If there is a plague, he will also Bring it to reality.”
Chen Qing kept it in mind.
After thinking about it, he went into the entertainment room and started searching for information about the actors.
Obviously, it is impossible to understand the opera in depth in one day.
But it’s okay to look up some famous repertoire and learn about some of the more famous plays.
The investigation took more than ten hours.
"Master, this slave has successfully advanced to the next level."
Huapi's voice suddenly came.
Chen Qing was startled and said happily: "That's right!"
Looking at the painting... I should say Qianmianniang.
Her smile is as bright as a flower, like the little girl next door.
Not much seems to have changed, but there is a very strange feeling.
She... doesn't seem to be standing here.
Similar to "no form", but definitely not.
No form means forgetting once you see it.
But the Thousand-faced Lady was clearly standing in front of her, but she seemed not to be here.
Qianmianniang smiled, "I'm not here~"
As soon as he said this sentence, Chen Qing felt from the bottom of his heart that Qianmianniang was not here.
Very contradictory.
"This is my slave's 'false form', and it's much more powerful than before. Whoever I turn into now, I'm afraid no one in the world will be able to see through it."
"And this slave has learned a kind of...'deception', which can also be said to be hypnosis. It is still far from magical power, but it is still somewhat useful."
"The indestructible Vajra has also made some progress, maybe it can be compared to the Dragon Bone Skeleton~"
Qianmianniang was in a very good mood.
Chen Qing was also in a good mood, nodding and praising: "Awesome!"
It was still the same as before, with one thought, the painted skin... Qian-Mian Niang, Qian-Mian Niang stuck to Chen Qing's body.
Immediately, Chen Qing was excited!
There was an indescribable... pleasure.
"A slave was just a piece of skin before, but now... she is a real person, a real woman."
Qianmian Niang said something very meaningful.
Chen Qing is a straight man, but he is naturally understandable.
Feeling a little at a loss, he touched his nose and said, "Well, well, not bad, not bad."
The time was almost up and Chen Qing, Chen Kuan and Mr. Bai said goodbye.
Chen Qing didn't understand how far the "power" should be maintained.
At this moment, Chen Kuan's energy and blood were infinitely concentrated, and infinitely huge, like a tsunami as huge as a mountain peak.
Mr. Bai's aura was also extremely fierce. Looking at the sword wrapped in white cloth, Chen Qing suddenly had an illusion: Even a little Kalami like himself, who was only in the Youquan realm, could kill someone with this sword. A... uh, Yin Shen level ghost.
Well, it should be possible.
When they came outside, Chen Qing appeared in the second primary school with a few golden lights.
To Chen Qing's surprise, there were a lot more people.
The second primary school is where a centurion is stationed. Logically speaking, there should be only one centurion in Stone Mountain, but there are three here at the moment.
The three centurions all have three heads and six arms, plus a sixth-grade chakra, four people with twelve heads are chatting happily.
That voice was almost as loud as an entire train car.
"Chen Qing! Come here!"
Sixth Grade Sha beckoned.
Chen Qing was thoughtful when he saw this scene.
Rakshasa values the sequence of respect and inferiority most.
Sixth-grade Sha can hang out with several centurions, either because he is strong enough to compete with these people, or because he has sufficient background.
"This is Centurion Stone Mountain, you already know him."
"This is Centurion Wolf Tu. The hundred men he leads are all good at charging and are very brave."
"This is Centurion Haimu. The team is full of Rakshasa people who are good at magic."
Chen Qing met the three of them one by one.
Neither humble nor arrogant.
"I have heard about you. You are a man! Human beings are wretched and cowardly. You are simply not human."
"Yes, he is simply not human."
This should be the highest compliment the Rakshasa tribe can give to human beings, but Chen Qing always felt a toothache hearing this.
Without being polite, he slapped his chest: "I just did what every man should do!"
"Women should wear makeup! Men should conquer the world!"
"well said!"
Dahaimu nodded and said: "It is said that you have extraordinary literary talent, and it is indeed true! It is really amazing to express so many truths in just a few words!"
"..."
Everything else is fine, but when praised for his literary talents, Chen Qing always feels a little ashamed and unworthy...
Chen Qinggong gave up and left without any intention of engaging in conversation or entanglement with them.
Return to your team.
The five of them were intact, but Li Tiantian and others looked almost disabled.
Li Tiantian's body was covered with thick gauze, which must have been the punishment she suffered in the insect prison.
It was certain that she would be disfigured. Chen Qing whipped her face away, and when she fell to the ground, he pulled off half of the skin on her face.
Looking at Chen Qing at this moment, I felt fear and hatred.
She didn't understand why this beast could be so cold-blooded and heartless even though he was also a human!
Even if he wants to curry favor with Rakshasa, he doesn't have to sacrifice himself, right?
"Master, she is saying bad things about you in her heart!"
Chen Qing was stunned, "Can you still do this?"
"Yes, slaves are now very good at deception! Most of the slaves have heard of those whose soul power is lower than the slaves, and can even change them."
"This Thousand-faced Girl is a bit perverted..."
Chen Qing murmured, "What is she saying in her heart?"
Qianmianniang said, and Chen Qing suddenly sneered.
Compared with this injury, what are the more than one hundred teachers and students who were blocked by her and dedicated to Rakshasa?
If there is no accident during this trip to Chuntai Fang, none of you will be able to come back!
After the flower-waisted bride was promoted to the next level, it has been a long time since she sewed a human-skin shirt.
Similarly, Mei Siping looked at Chen Qing with fear, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.
Starting yesterday, he... turned into a eunuch!
He would even rather have one of his hands broken off!
It doesn’t matter if it’s left hand, right hand, or even both hands!
However, the broken ground is the most important place for a man!
He lowered his head, his heart full of resentment.
Among these ten people, Chen Qing hated Mei Siping and Li Tiantian the most.
The last news from the commander's base camp was that he sold it to Rakshasa.
The deaths of He Qiang, Zhang Mingyuan and others will be remembered on his head.
"Xiao Qian, can you control him to attack me? I'll find a reason to kill him."
Upon hearing the name "Xiao Qian", Qianmian Niang was startled, then smiled and said: "I'll give it a try, slave."
The next moment, Mei Siping suddenly pulled out the Kunwu knife and stabbed Chen Qing!
