Chapter 433: The idea of an open mind, the cycle of illusions
"This story is really three times better when it is interpreted through opera." After the opera ended, Zhongli nodded in satisfaction and put down the teacup in his hand.
"In the story, Wu Song is a warrior, and the tiger is not an ordinary tiger. The old man in the society is skilled in martial arts and is very brave. He goes into the mountains to look for monsters and feel the momentum to fight tigers." Yun Jin smiled.
The journey to find the tiger is fraught with difficulties. The reason why the play has only begun for so long is that the Liyue Tiger is hard to find. The two old men who played Wu Song and the tiger have been searching for a long time without success, so they had to issue a commission.
There was no news from the commission, only a fan of Xumi came to ask for a meeting. After hearing about the distress of the old man in the club, he patted his chest and took them to Xumi to see Xumi's long-haired tiger.
After the two men are ready, one observes the tiger while the other fights with the tiger, experiencing a life-and-death crisis.
After spending a few days, I gained some results, but I still felt that the tiger in the story was different from the long-maned tiger.
He went around and around into the deep mountains and forests of Liyue in search of the strong and powerful Liyue Demon Tiger.
Just found one two weeks ago.
After listening to this, Jiang Yi was deeply impressed by the old man on the scene.
There is a reason why Yunhan Society has become the top drama club in Liyue.
He has great acting talent and courage, and his professionalism is impressive.
With so many people gathered together, it was really lively when they started chatting.
Yaoyao bowed obediently, and her brothers and sisters kept calling her, and she soon became the center of attention.
She naturally invited people to visit her home and also said that Brother Jiang Yi had a very powerful skill hidden.
Paimon responded from the side, directly arousing everyone's curiosity.
Hu Tao felt like she had a cat in her heart. She was the one who couldn't wait the most. She asked Yao Yao about her well-being and wanted her to reveal something.
"Mate! What skills do you have hidden that make you so popular with children?" The young master asked curiously.
“It’s not a fighting skill, nor is it a skill you can learn.” Jiang Yi looked at the “Mei Shang Xue” in his hand. It was a good tea he had never tasted before.
Still black tea.
Yaoyao couldn't stand Hutao's pestering and finally told part of the story.
"I remember Fontaine has that kind!" When the young man heard that it was playing continuous pictures, he quickly thought of a machine in Fontaine.
Jiang Yi smiled and said nothing more.
What matters is not how it is played, but the story and culture.
“By using his magical powers to play back the images in his memory, young friend Jiang Yi’s control over mental images has reached a new level.” Zhongli became interested and now had a destination for his stroll over the next few days.
Jiang Yi can only look for the Yaksha Spirit at night, as he is still free during the day.
Looking at the pairs of eyes that wanted to see what was going on, Jiang Yi's mouth twitched slightly. He thought, he wouldn't really have to be a human movie camera every day.
Although it is a way of practicing "mind-blowing control over mental images" that requires one to practice on a regular basis, it is very tiring to select good movies that can be watched by people of all ages.
Do I have to charge myself?
That said, stories may also contain knowledge, some specific and actionable knowledge that may be dangerous to expose.
Which stories can be told and which stories can be told still need to be considered.
"If you are interested, you can come to my house and watch movies from my hometown, including animation, opera, rock... Actually, there are all kinds of movies. However, due to my original interests and hobbies, and some special reasons, I can't show many."
Jiang Yi explained in advance that what he watched on the Internet at first was a lot, and he only watched fragments of many things.
"Opera?" Yun Jin's eyes lit up.
"Rock?" Xin Yan raised his eyebrows.
"I want to see something scary, something horrible, something about ghosts, death, scary things, and old temples in the mountains..." Walnut said in a gloomy voice, "Is there any, is there any?"
"Horror movie?" Jiang Yi smacked his head. He still preferred ancient horror movies such as Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.
I don’t know whether Hu Tao would accept love between a human and a ghost, a human and a demon, and other stories that challenge the taboos of life and death.
"Have!"
"Ugh! I didn't expect you to be the treasure of the Lantern Festival." Hu Tao was delighted. "I'll give you a raise in a few days."
Jiang Yi's job in the Wangsheng Hall was to assist in the cremation of corpses, and his wages were calculated based on the number of times he went there.
The wages are not important. What is important is the artistic conception of fire.
"How can I feel embarrassed!" Jiang Yi worked very hard, sometimes he went to work and sometimes he didn't. He felt a little embarrassed when Hu Tao asked for a pay raise.
"By the way! Xiangling, we also have food films." Seeing that Xiangling showed little interest, Jiang Yi immediately threw out the bait.
These days, after Yuehaiting and Wangshengtang, he was going to apply for his third part-time job and go to Wanmintang to help make fire with Guoba at noon.
He has not yet figured out the fire on the stove.
Especially the fire that comes out of the rice crust.
"Really?" Xiangling perked up immediately, then sighed, "It's a pity that the Lantern Festival is so busy. I have to help out at home, so I don't have that much time."
“It’s okay. I won’t leave Liyue until half a month after the Lantern Festival.” Jiang Yi has already planned his itinerary for the beginning of this year.
Find the Yaksha Spirit during the Lantern Festival, then go find the materials to cultivate the Yaksha Spirit, and then go back to Mondstadt to see your friends.
I pushed away the young man who wanted to watch a "martial arts movie" and said, "You are the executive officer of Zhidong, don't get too close to me."
Unless... you keep paying.
Let Yaoyao, Ying, Paimeng, Xingqiu, Chongyun... all talk about what they want to see.
Write down what they want to see, and decide whether it can satisfy them later.
Jiang Yi was so enthusiastic because he wanted to use this to get closer to the holders of the Eye of God. At the same time, he had a bold idea.
The next level of the film created by the mind should be a three-dimensional illusion.
Use mental illusions to confuse the enemy's vision and even make the enemy dream.
Treat yourself as a "mirage" or "nightmare", draw materials from memory movies, create illusions of ghosts parading at night, create phantom clones, create strange worlds, create the mortal world...
True and false, in the name of experience, cover the consciousness of the holder of the Eye of God.
In the future, "mental illusion" can be developed into "illusion reincarnation".
Of course, before doing this, in order not to hurt friendship, he would inform his friends in advance to see if they were willing.
If a defensive holder of the Eye of God cannot resist his illusions, his magical power can be considered to be of minor significance.
Jiang Yi could feel that as a tree, he was blessed with wisdom and was very talented in this field.
"It's still a long time before dinner. What are everyone's plans?" He looked at the time and asked.
"Go to Xiao City."
"Read a book."
"Recite poetry... and make couplets!"
Grandma Ping looked at the energetic children and said with a smile: "I am old now. I can't participate in the activities of young people."
Next to him, Zhongli, who had just chatted with him, smiled but said nothing.
……
The day ends with Xin Yan's rock music.
Amid the lively drum beats and piano music, Xiao stood on the top of Tianheng Mountain, looking at the dark air of the Liyue land and the lights of Liyue Harbor.
Tomorrow is the appointed time.
