Chapter 642: What about your director outside?

When the princess saw that Shangfang sword, her face was earthy, "Bao Heizi, dare you!"
Bao Zheng said, "Come on, pull the princess away and put the prisoner Chen Shimei on the mouth."
The servants responded and immediately stepped forward to pull the princess away. The princess kicked and bitten, and fought back. But there are a few sturdy and tall government servants who have to stand aside crying, "Bao Heizi, you wait, I must find the mother and the emperor brother to play you a good book, so that you can't protect your black hat."
Bao Zheng laughed and said, "Bao Zheng is asking for life for the people and convicting the concubine. Don't worry about this black hat!" After all, he took off the black hat and put it on the public case.
The the side cried, "Master Bao, Bao Qingtian." She kept kowtow.
The servants pressed Chen Shimei to the mouth, and Chen Shimei still kept shouting, "Princess, save me."
"Fight!"
Bao Zheng gave an order, and a human head gurgled down from the mouth, until it reached the feet of Yu Yong who was watching the show.
Yu Yong was dumbfounded.
At this time, the neck of the person's head was spraying blood out, and the neck bone of Bai Sensen was clearly visible at the incision.
Damn it, isn't this filming? Why did you look at this head as if it was really knocked down?
This is too messy, right? It's just shooting a scene, does it really knock the actor's head down?
Even if the director pursues realistic effects, he can't live up to others' heads, right?
For a moment, Yu Yong felt that his brain was blank, and he could no longer think.
He wanted to bend down and reach out to touch the head to see if it was true, but he held it back. If this is a prop made by others, the effect of this prop is too realistic.
Yu Yong looked at his head and trembling all over, then glanced at the headless body on the stage, puffing blood out of his neck.
Looking at this situation, Yu Yong's feet softened and trembling suddenly became unable to stand up. Nima, this is definitely not a prop! One person was alive and kicked.
At this moment, the actors on the stage suddenly calmed down, all of them stopped acting and turned around.
Yu Yong looked up and immediately understood.
It turned out that the people on the stage spotted him, and the servants, dynasty Mahan, princess, and even Bao Zheng all looked at him unkindly.
Now that he had been discovered, it was too late to hide, so Yu Yong had to squeeze the electric baton tightly, coughing bluffingly, "Which crew do you belong to?"
"The crew? What is he talking about?" The people looked at him and laughed, looking at him like a gorilla.
"Did you just kill someone?"
Perhaps because of the humiliation of those mocking gazes, Yu Yong felt very angry, so he mustered up the courage to point to the body on the stage that was bleeding from the neck and asked.
"What is he talking about?" The people still looked at him and laughed.
Yu Yong felt even more angry, so he shouted, "Which crew are you from? What about your director?" As soon as he spoke, he himself was dumbfounded. Just now he patronized the show without noticing this group. There is no director in people. Not only there is no director, but also no lighting artist, prop artist and makeup artist. Of course, there is no camera. They are just a group of people acting here.
What are these Nima?
Yu Yong was really scared now. After watching the scene for a long time, who did it? Could it be that these people are all ghosts, are ghosts acting for him? He looked carefully at the people on the stage, and he found that none of them had feet.
Damn, all of them are feetless and floating on the ground. Those Yamen, princesses, and Bao Zheng are all floating on the ground.
When Yu Yong saw this, he realized how careless he was. Just watching the show, he didn't realize that these people had no feet.
At this moment, the head that was rolling at Yong's feet suddenly stood up, and his eyes blinked steadily. It was obvious that those eyes were carefully looking at him.
The head was less than ten centimeters away from Yu Yong's feet, and Yu Yong was frightened and suddenly felt a tight bladder.
The mouth on his head grinned and spoke.
"Who said I was dead?"
Yu Yong was scared to take three steps backwards, "Big brother, are you kidding? The head has been hacked off, and he said that he is not dead, you are dead. People can't live without their heads."
The mouth on his head grinned again, and started crying loudly, "So I am already dead. I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough yet."
Upon seeing this, the people on the stage pointed at Yu Yong and cursed, "You bastard, we have a good time here, who told you to break in? Now our good mood is all destroyed by you. What do you say?"
Yu Yong was dumbfounded, still pulling his throat and roaring, "I tell you, all of you are dead, you are all dead, don't mislead the living by singing here every day."
The people on the stage look at me and I look at you. After a while, they all started to cry.
"We are dead, we are all dead."
"But I always thought I was still alive."
"It's so sad. No wonder we are here all day and we can't go anywhere. It turns out that we died here."
At this moment, the head on the ground suddenly stopped crying, flew back to the body on the stage, and grew together with the body again.
The man squeezed his neck straight, the wounds on his neck had not yet healed, and he was still bleeding.
The man pointed his finger at Yu Yong and said, "This person is really hateful. He is still alive, so he is bullying us lonely ghosts. We must give him some color, otherwise he will think we are too good. Bullied."
The people on the stage wiped away their tears, brushed and nodded, "Yes, let's kill him and let him play with us. From now on, we will play the Gumei case again and let him play Chen Shimei specifically, and it is his head. "
Damn, when Yu Yong heard it, it was pretty good. If he was caught and killed by them, from now on, he would have to act like Chen Shimei like the person just now, and be stunned by someone else.
When Yu Yong saw something bad, he immediately ran away.
The people on the stage hurriedly chased up and shouted, "Grab him! Don't let him run away!"
Yu Yong scolded his mother as he ran. It was really unlucky to get home. The whole place was all black. It was hard to find a bright place to hide and catch up with the ghost singing. This was unlucky.
Shuniang goes to Shuniang, it's still important to escape right now, if you get caught by the group, it's really over.
There was still darkness ahead, Yu Yongshen ran forward desperately, bumping into a hard thing, falling a buttocks and squatting, so that he was holding his buttocks in pain, and he yelled. .