[Martial Arts]
The orphanage of yore never taught such things, yet the teachers were almost all skilled in martial arts, precisely speaking, murder skill.
Any student who perford poorly would suffer quite effective blows,
although the teachers had beco sowhat restrained, students trained in the orphanage were extraordinary, but still there were instances of being beaten to death.
Yi Chen, as an outstanding student, was seldom beaten, but whenever he witnessed a beating, he would carefully observe from the side, perfectly morizing the teachers' movents, and upon returning to his dorm, he would train alone, sotis even sparring with an older orphan.
In single combat, aside from the adult staff of the orphanage, the seven-year-old Yi Chen had no opponents, as he learned all the teachers' murder skills rely through observation.
Yet, when he was nine years old, he accidentally got a chance to spar with Director Cao, but couldn't even touch him, and within less than a minute, he was knocked unconscious.
At that ti, Director Cao did not criticize Yi Chen, instead gave a very high praise.
"Within the human scope, you are the most talented child I have ever seen."
...
Hoo~
With a breath of golden aura, the newly opened eyes of Yi Chen felt a sense of "death and rebirth".
He once in the deepest layers of the Suffering Monastery, abandoned the concept of the physical, existing purely with the concept of death. Although abandoning the inherent concept of the physical, the original incomplete body was still preserved in the depths of the Dead Sea.
Nowadays,
through training centered on the lungs, there is indeed a sensation of rebirth,
as if retrieving the forsaken concept of the physical and managing it uniformly in a new way—using the Golden Palace established by the lungs.
Though the physical has completely died, the aura operating within the physical is alive, this living dead sensation fits quite well with the upcoming film shoot.
"This Old Deng is quite resourceful, such aura operation leans more towards the living body, yet targeting and controlling the death aura is equally effective.
Considering there are lungs, there should be other deities focusing on main organs, perhaps I could visit one of them later. Ideally, they could offer their organ manifestation directly to , saving quite a bit of ti."
Yi Chen could distinctly sense his lungs currently in a dark golden state, perfectly matching the living dead body,
should he gather the five organ deities and perfectly rge with death, he might construct a perfect living dead body specifically for handling certain unique evil.
Golden Lung Venerable has already departed,
Yi Chen walked alone down the rooftop, ready for a good rest and waiting for the film crew's summon, unaware he would again catch that familiar scent in the stairway.
Returning to the previously arranged room, he opened the door.
Just having bathed, Lene stepped out of the bathroom, stretching lazily ready to sleep.
Usually, in the "Forest of Rebirth," she spends almost fifteen hours a day sleeping, not out of laziness, but because the relaxation, warmth, and low energy consumption from sleep help the sheep better guard the palace.
The room had no lights on, nor moonlight streaming in.
Yet Yi Chen, at his current level, possesses the most basic night vision ability, that flawless body instantly filled his view.
Yet, Yi Chen's gaze fixes only on one spot, the aperture (abdon's birth gate) constantly oozing moisture.
"Ah! Mr. Yi! I didn't even sense your presence..."
"Why haven't you left yet? Didn't Old Deng co to take you back?"
"No, Heavenly Venerate did co for ! But I decided to stay here with Mr. Yi... Perhaps if I encounter danger again, I might be able to 'transfer' you to safety."
Leaning against the door, Yi Chen lit a cigarette, glancing sideways at Lene in the room with a gaze perated with killing intent, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"No fear... Mom used to say, the cycle of life and death, there must be death to have life. Any flock dying outside will be reborn within the fold."
"What if it's complete death, severing the connection between life and death?"
"It's alright, William told
to follow you, so I'll keep following you... Anyway, if it weren't for him, I would've died before joining the flock."
"Alright, later follow
and Lorrian to confront the Tenth Disaster, and I'll try to explain the situation to get you into the film crew."
"Film crew? I don't quite understand."
"Acting, based on the given story script, contrast the characters' traits and dialogues to act."
"Ah? I might not be so good at it..."
"Let's see, I'll first check if I can contact the director, you should get dressed."
Yi Chen then shifted his focus to the bathroom door, lightly tapping his finger against the bone ash ring in his hand.
Another shadow without clothes swiftly crawled out, wrapped around Yi Chen's back with both hands, plump lips gently caressing his neck.
"These days have been delightful! Little sister Lene is truly fragrant; Mr. Yi, you must savor that special taste."
Over these days, Liu Xinzhi had indulged enough, peacefully returning among the dead.
Those words were naturally heard by Lene dressing not far away, even if the darkness obscured any change in expression, the rise in body temperature was palpable.
Yi Chen paid no mind to these things, his focus was solely on the upcoming performance.
Taking out the peculiar director's business card from his pocket, he intended to attempt contact with the director through it, yet unexpectedly, the card itself generated a traction force, vertically upward, directing towards the moon.
"Has Lorrian already started talking with the director? Lene, can you ascend to the moon on your own?"
"Yes, I can."
Yi Chen did not abandon the physical to fly up as a conceptual dead being, instead utilizing the breathing skill just learned, ascending as if wrapped in aura akin to Heavenly Venerate.
Lene's thod of moon ascent was simple and brutal,
empowered legs propelled her with a single jump to reach thousand-ter heights, the special symbols on her soles seemingly enabling air stepping.
With successive leaps, they nearly simultaneously arrived on the moon's surface.
Sensing correctly,
the director sporting a small mustache indeed was here, not in the Moon Inner Hall but on the surface, having a discussion with Lorrian, the temporary assistant lighting designer, even carrying two folding stools.
"Oh! Great, Mr. Yi, you've arrived.
The lighting designer you recomnded is indeed good, we've agreed; in the upcoming film, he'll assist the crew's lighting designer, providing unique moonlight illumination.
By the way, who is this lady? She has such a familiar scent, hissing..."
The director imdiately noticed Lene beside Yi Chen, inhaled her unique fertility scent, recalling the scene when Yi Chen left the film crew initially, involuntarily licked his lips, moistening even the mustache.
"Can she be included?"
The director pursed his lips, with upper lip touching the nose tip, "Hmm... adding an assistant lighting designer is already bending the rules sowhat.
Besides, the script has been finalized, it wouldn't be easy to fit extras in."
"Cult films typically need so well-endowed female roles, adding one could draw more attention and satisfy the audience's appetite.
Suppose Lene is designed as the Forest Witch, due to the past tight connection with , reviving
through so evil technique, leading to a contact with Miles. This could better explain my origin, maybe the audience would accept it more willingly."
"Forest Witch, half-sheep head, luscious body! Hiss... hmm! Interesting~ But, in that case, I need to make so minor script changes.
Yi Chen, you do have a knack for screenwriting, let's make an exception this ti considering you three. After all, I wouldn't want the film interrupted midway, being taken away by this young lady.
Tomorrow at noon, the shoot officially starts, tonight you should rest well."
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