"Of course, my nephew shows you the purpose of asking you to help me?" Yan Yang finally revealed the real purpose of this trip.

"Help you? How do you help?" King Shura calmed down his chaotic mood and asked strangely.

"What you see, I named him the movie, and the name of this movie is called "A Chinese Ghost Story". You have also watched the story, it's good. Look at your expression, I know that I succeeded..."

"Tell me the point." King Shura could not bear Yan Yang's smug expression and interrupted directly.

"Okay, look, wouldn't it be better if you add some music to them? Look, Yan Chixia left the audience with a good image. If you match him with a piece of music, it would be even more fascinating. I have a movie "A Laugh in the Sea" here, and there is a flute here. I will play a song for you first..."

"There are also lyrics, listen to it, the sea is smiling, the tides surging on both sides of the straits,

Floating and ups and downs with the waves today

The sky laughs like a tide in the world

Whoever loses and wins better than God knows”

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At this moment, the Shura King was full of excitement and his face was flushed differently. He could not imagine what the scene would be like if this concert was added. Suddenly, he became a little envious of Yan Chixia.

More importantly, this kid didn't lie to him. The artistic conception of a song "A Laugh in the Sea" is no worse than that of "Trouble". The hundreds of master scores he mentioned are true.

And the Yanyang on this side is still talking.

"I have some more here, which are what I'll use in the later plot. I'll give you the score first..."

"You have to know that this movie that spans a century will also have a copy of you. At that time, it will spread throughout the demon world, Shura world, demon world, human world, and even the fairy world. In the beginning subtitles, I will also write your name on it. Composer - Shura King of Shura World - Luo Sui, think about it, how many people will know you."

"They will have a new understanding of you. You are not only a king, but also an ordinary person who likes music. Do what you like and get hundreds of millions of recognition. At that time, you who are loneliness above and lonely may have soulmates and friends..."

"Also, once the popularity goes out, if you hold a concert..."

""A Chinese Ghost Story" is just my prelude, and I will continue to make various movies and games..."

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King Shura could no longer hear the words afterwards. At this moment, he felt his whole heart beating and exploded.

I couldn't wait any longer, and with the supreme spiritual power, I sent the still-stirring Yan Yang out of the Shura Realm, but in the blink of an eye, I was already a hundred miles away.

Yan Yang's Corpse and the others stood on the grass in a daze, their minds not reacting. At this moment, the sound of Shura King trembling due to excitement came from the sky.

"Go and shoot your movies. Leave this music to me to ensure that the task is completed. Once done, I will go to the demon world to find you. If you haven't finished filming, you will wait for your butt to bloom!"

Yan Yang shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that the selling point of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is too high. Corpse leader, how much should you sell the tickets at that time? If it is changed into a game, how big the market will be...

When Yan Yang and the Corpse Creator returned to the Demon Realm, it was already ten days later. But I didn’t expect that the Demon Lord Yan Lin would come this time.

"Sir, Father!" Yan Yang saluted respectfully.

The Lord of the Demon Realm nodded slightly, and invisibly exuded a breath of a superior: "Have you gone to the Shura Realm?"

Yan Yang knew that nothing could be hidden from the demon lord.

"I'm just looking for cooperation, and King Shura is still very good." Yan Yang hesitated.

"Cooperate, what kind of broken movies are you?"

"That's a culture!" Yanyang corrected it in time.

"Okay." Yan Lin said without any mention of his name. Suddenly, one hand was placed on Yan Yang's shoulder. Yan Yang felt a huge spiritual power penetrate his limbs and bones in an instant, and even the smallest pores were not spared. In just a moment, he pulled back his hand.

"It seems that Luo Sui has not bullied the small by the big one." Yan Lin's tone was still cold, but Yan Yang felt a sense of care at this moment.

"Father." Yan Yang lowered his head, bit his lip lightly, and stopped talking. It turned out that he was not alone. His father looked indifferent to the two brothers on the surface, but in fact he cared more than anyone else.

It is just because he has to face trillions of people that he has to become a resistant look.

"It's fine, then I'll leave first." Seeing the youngest son's embarrassment, Yan Lin's heart trembled, and a corner of his mouth raised an undetectable arc.

Before leaving, he touched his son's head, who was almost shoulder to shoulder with him: "It's already so big, I will support you no matter what you do. After all, you have your own opinions, but don't act recklessly. Just say that you secretly go to the Shura Realm this time, if..." Yan Lin said here, sighed and caring tone.

"I only have two sons, and you are the one who is by my side!"

When Yan Yang heard this, he looked up at his father who looked a little tired. For some reason, his eyes suddenly became wet.

"Well, I know, I won't worry my father again next time." Yan Yang promised confidently, but he didn't know what happened later, and the demon lord was holding his heart and courage again and again.

"By the way, my father, I have completed most of my recent movies. Is there a secret method to prevent others from stealing them, and it is the best way to encrypt them?" Yan Yang suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly.

"Encryption? Will anyone steal these gadgets you made up?" Yan Lin raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled, but his tone started to laugh.

Yanyang knew that his father could not understand his feat now, but he was shocked to the future.

"Yes, it's the kind that cannot even untie the highest level of human beings. The patent rights of this movie belong to me, Yanyang, and the demon world." There is no patent rights in this world yet. The strong are respected, and whoever has a big fist belongs to whom it belongs to.

Yan Lin looked at his youngest son whose face was flushed with excitement and shook his head. He became less and less aware of what his son was thinking. You are looking up to these gadgets that you have made. Those senior humans who have nothing to do to solve what you are doing.

However, since his son asked, he would definitely be satisfied. Otherwise, when Yan Zhao came back, he would definitely have no face to show him that his younger brother had suffered a grievance.

"I do have one of the encryption bans here, which belongs to my demon world. To be precise, it is the high-level ban I created shortly. I named it 'Plague' because it is like a plague. With a light touch, it will be infected quietly."
Chapter completed!