Wu Guang has seen countless people in his life. He could see Yan Yang's pure eyes and had no lust... and had evil thoughts. He couldn't help but feel relieved, and then pulled his daughter and suddenly knelt down towards Yan Yang.

"Young master is very kind and great, I, Wu Guang, have no choice but to repay you. If there is a next life, I will definitely treat you as a cow or a horse to repay you with your kindness." Wu Guang burst into tears. At this moment, he realized that he was really here to help him overcome the difficulties. What's ridiculous is that he had been suspicious before, and he was really ashamed.

Seeing Wu Guang pulling his daughter and kowtowing him constantly, Yan Yang understood how important the straw that he suddenly grabbed in a desperate situation was. He sighed and Yan Yang waved his hand. The two of them felt a gentle force suddenly gushing out between their knees, and then they were forced to push up. Wu Guang looked shocked. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was really a powerful cultivator at a young age.

Seeing that the two finally stopped crying, Yan Yang shook his head: "Since I have confirmed my cooperation, some things need to be discussed well. There are shops outside. That, Xiaoyi, right? She will go out first."

Wu Guang is now really sure that he is not dreaming. There is really a pie falling from the sky, and it is a big unimaginable pie.

"Xiaoyi, you go out first. I, Mr. Yan and I want to talk about things." Wu Guang was full of excitement and pushed Xiaoyi out.

Before leaving, Xiaoyi bit her lip and looked at Yanyang. Yanyang's eyes just turned around, and her face turned red and she hurried out without turning.

sweat……

Yan Yang couldn't help but touch his nose: "Shopkeeper Wu, please sit down. Before this movie was released, there were still some things that needed to be prepared. First, a large number of image stones were needed as a trailer, and the storage space inside was very small."

Yan Yang nodded to the corpse master. The corpse master hurriedly took out another image stone from his arms and inserted it into the trough. A shortened trailer of "A Chinese Ghost Story" was quickly played.

Sometimes the pace is fast, it makes people feel excited, sometimes it makes people feel sensational and slow, it makes people feel heavy. Subtitles such as director, screenwriter, actor, music, etc. keep emerging. For the full version of "A Chinese Ghost Story", this trailer of just a few minutes made him curious.

As soon as the trailer was played, the corpse leader ran to the back of the curtain anxiously again, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

"No problem," Yan Yang asked.

"No, no problem, young master, don't worry, give me three days, I will definitely make a pre-order. The trailer will be played in the streets and alleys of Linxian City. Give me a month. Everyone in the ten ancient cities with a radius of thousands of miles know about "A Chinese Ghost Story". "Wu Guang's face was flushed and he patted his chest with confidence.

"I believe you have this ability. Isn't the Luoshen auction going to be held in two months? At that time, we may have to rely on their appeal. Our release date will be set on that day. I will modify the trailer to make it easier for you to copy it." As soon as Yan Yang finished speaking, Wu Guang knelt down to Yan Yang with tears in his face.

He believed in the huge influence of this film after its release, but the young master set the date and Luoshen Auction on the same day, so he publicly challenged the other party. The young master was venting his anger for himself. How could he make the young master pay such a great price? You know, there is a powerful city lord behind Luoshen Auction.

In fact, he was thinking too much, Yan Yang just wanted to take advantage of the Luoshen Society. As for the big man behind him, he might be afraid, but he was not afraid. In his memory, he knew that his father had been sending people to protect him silently since he was a child. The four heavenly-level demons and demons of the ghosts and monsters could kill the powerful human race in an instant. Although he had never seen it before, it did not prevent him from feeling it.

"Get up, kneel down often and lose your backbone. Once you lose it, you will be ruined." Wu Guang was strongly mentioned by Yan Yang again, and he kept saying gratitude in his mouth, which made Yan Yang very doubt whether he would be crazy by himself!

Yanyang actually has another preparation, which is to make flyers. There is no colored seal in this world, but there is a kind of spiritual painter who lives with this profession. You should know that in the human sect, there are a large number of spiritual painters. Their main task is to draw various spiritual medicines and beasts for disciples to learn and understand, because it is drawn with a special and natural spiritual power, with a 100% similarity.

You think, if the drawing effect is only a few strokes, if a disciple who goes out to practice encounters a good medicine and classifies it as an ordinary medicinal material, wouldn’t it be a big loss? The world is so big, there are hundreds of medicinal materials of similarity, and it will be a thousand miles away. I dare not be careless at all, especially the continuous development over thousands of years, which has almost restored the original body. Many spiritual painters can draw with just one glance.

After hearing Yan Yang's words, although Wu Guang didn't know what this leaflet was, the spiritual painter still knew it.

"Young Master, I am a spiritual painter." Wu Guang said embarrassedly. The competitive pressure of spiritual painters is too great. He then started his own auction venue twenty years ago. Although he was doing business, this chemical engineering has not been lost. He painted when he was idle. Not only that, his daughter Xiaoyi is also a natural spiritual painter, which is not inferior to his decades of painting skills.

Yan Yang was stunned and soon became overjoyed: "Come on, you can draw the four people including Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen and I just saw first and I will take a look."

"Then, then I'll be ugly." Wu Guang ran out quickly, came in again after a while, and took a few pieces of high-quality rice paper. These were all accumulated in the warehouse and were not sold. There were hundreds of thousands of pieces. He used them for writing and could not continue his business. He was still ready to burn it so that he would not fall into the hands of others.

As time went by, Nie Xiaoqian soon appeared, and it was simply printed by a computer, which surprised Yanyang.

With the appearance of the four protagonists, Yan Yang's word "good" made Wu Guang's face blush.

"Give me a piece of paper." Yan Yang picked up the paper, pondered, and slowly unwritten the four words "A Chinese Ghost Story" on the paper in another form. This word imitates the font of the movie version of "Three Lives Three Worlds Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms". It is elegant but full of poetry and full of Chinese style, which makes people think of a sad story at first glance.

This unique font made Wu Guang's eyes lit up. He had never seen a character before. He could write it like this. For thousands of years, no matter which race, the characters were written in a regular manner. However, such characters were obviously not played according to common sense, but they were very impacted by people's senses. Wu Guang became more and more unable to understand the mysterious young master in front of him.
Chapter completed!