Chapter 750: A hundred schools of thought contend, monthly pass plus more!

The earth's shaking slowly subsided, and the villagers wanted to go to Dongshan to see what the golden light was, but they were stopped by an old man surnamed Liu.
The old man wiped the tears from his face and said, "Da Zhuang, Erhu, Daniel, Puppy, tomorrow you four will follow me up the mountain and take the villagers home!"
"Hey"
"Go!"
"Understood, Grandpa Liu"
The four people all agreed. This old man surnamed Liu is the longest-lived old man in the village. He usually speaks better than a villager. Now that he has instructions, how can several people in the village not agree?
Early the next morning, the three big men and the bare-bottomed puppy went up the mountain together.
When they reached the top of the mountain, the three big guys kowtowed their heads on the ground in shock, not even raising their heads.
I saw that the top of Dongshantou was a foot short on the flat ground, and the top of the mountain had been scorched by lightning.
Just in the middle of the scorched earth, a black scorched corpse stuck a black sword on the ground.
The little dog was courageous and helped the trembling old man step by step.
When he saw the foot of the mountain, the puppy couldn't help being frightened.
This Dongshan mountain is right in front of the village, and at the foot of the mountain is a road around the mountain. At this moment, there is still a road to look at. At the foot of the mountain, there are two bottomless ravines on the left and the right!
Seeing that if it were not blocked by Dongshan, the whole village would fall into this gully.
Upon seeing this, the old man turned to focus on the corpse and knelt down and said: "The ancestor cut the dragon here today! Protect the peace of my village!"
For some reason, the puppy suddenly remembered the beggar who had given him chicken legs a few days ago, and subconsciously followed the old man to kneel down in the tunnel, saying, "The ancestor cut the earth here today! Protect the peace of my village!"
After three kneelings and nine knocks, the old man asked the big man to collect the burnt corpse, and personally handed the sword in the burnt corpse to Coyote and said: "Guzi, you will be the village guard in the future."
Coyotito subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, and bursts of images suddenly appeared in his mind.
In the dark night, the big underground is like an invisible dragon wandering, adding bottomless ravines to the ground.
The beggar that day stood on the top of the mountain and roared, "Get out!"
The gully was still spreading towards the front of the village, and the beggar glared at him, his hair and beard were angry and said: "Get out!"
The gully spread faster, and when he came to the foot of the mountain, the walking stick in the beggar's hand suddenly exploded, and a golden sword was slammed into the ground in his hand.
"Don't retreat! Just die!"
The golden light was busy, and there was a scream from the gully, and the spread finally stopped.
The golden light also slowly receded, and the beggar smiled sadly? The next second thunder flashed, and after the smoke drifted away? Only a dark scorched corpse remained in the same place.
The picture resumed, and Coyote also burst into tears, holding the sword for a long time without making a sound.
The old man sighed without urging.
The screen slowly turned black, just when everyone thought the video was over? A line of words appeared on the screen.
Thirty years later.
A sturdy old man sitting at the bottom of the village eating cakes? Talk to the little guys in front of him while eating.
"Our village, there is a sword fairy!"
"Sword Fairy?"
"Right? Know the two ditches under Dongshantou?"
"I know"
"That's the earth dragon turning over. If it wasn't for the sword fairy to kill the earth dragon? Our village has to fall into that big ditch!"
The children's eyes were bright, and they pestered the old man to tell them stories.
The old man smiled and said, "I have personally experienced this story. Back then, Mr. Liu took us up the mountain to collect the corpse from the sword fairy? I took the sword fairy down."
A little child said with some sadness: "Master Jianxian is dead? Then? Will anyone protect our village after that?"
When the old man heard the words, he turned his head and looked around. Standing under the big banyan tree was a young man wearing a ragged shirt and holding a cane in his hand. He looked like a beggar.
The old man sighed slightly and smiled: "Yes! Why not? Have you heard of the village guards?"
The big screen goes black this time? A line of words appeared on the screen.
"The ultimate work of director Gong Nanbei? "The Villager"? Starring Han En"
Han En is on stage again? Applause rang through the hall.
The host smiled and said: "Thank you very much for the visual feast that Taoist Gong brought us, Director Chen! What do you think after watching this work?"
Director Chen laughed and said: "Okay! I am not holding Xiaobei? This work is really good! The narrative is complete, and the actors' acting skills are also online, especially the bright kid? Hahahaha"
The audience was infected by Director Chen's emotions and laughed.
Director Chen continued to comment: "Just this ten-minute short film? I feel that I can extend a movie! You wrote the script?"
Director Chen looked at Gong Nan Bei, Gong Nan Bei smiled and nodded: "A little thought."
"Very good, really good! The villagers did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for the village! Good! Good!"
The host smiled again: "Director Guo, do you have any thoughts on this work?"
Director Guo cleared his throat and said: "Let me say that, I think this movie is off-topic! What is the theme? Is giving, what did this villager give? Shot at the critical moment? He was originally from this village. In my opinion, this is not called giving, it should be called responsibility."
As soon as he said this, there were bursts of cheering in the scene.
It’s self-evident that the voice is directed at, but Gong Nan Bei’s heart is clear. The other party is actually right to say that. There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, looking at the problem from different angles and seeing Is different.
When the host was not good, he quickly changed the subject and said: "Director Zhao, how about you? How do you feel about this work?"
Director Zhao solemnly said: "I look at the same direction as Director Guo, and I also think that the story is not a problem and has nothing to do with giving."
Director Chen was unwilling to hear that, and interrupted directly: "What does it mean to protect the village and pay for his life? Would you tell me not to pay for it? Why? The villagers guarding the village is called responsibility, so is the mother protecting the children also called responsibility?"
Seeing that Director Chen was a little angry, Director Guo defended: "The two are different in nature, and I don't think the work of Director Gong is not good, I just think he is off topic."
Director Chen was even more angry when he heard that, "This is off-topic? Then what is off-topic? Isn't it off-topic if you run to fall in love with someone?"
Director Chen's face turned a little red when he heard his anger. Did you mean that Sang Shuhuai was so blatant? Then you can just read my ID number directly!
Director Zhao's complexion was not very good, and she felt that Director Chen was a little bit against her.
Director Chen didn't give them any face. In front of him, the two of them were a fart!
Gong Nanbei hurriedly persuaded: "It is normal for a hundred schools of thought to contend. Only in this way can they collide with each other and spark more inspiration. It is normal for each to have disputes.
After finishing talking, Gong Nan Bei glanced at Director Guo lightly, but thought in his heart, if I hadn't maintained my personality, I would have sprayed you early!
Pooh! You gay!