House Witch

Chapter 680 679. Script Killing

In the middle of the night, Sophilia finished her day's work and returned to Yae's mansion.

The Pure White Witch originally planned to go back to her room to continue reviewing the official documents that were too late to approve during the day, but when she passed by the eldest lady's room, she saw that there were still lights in the room and the sound of sharpening knives was clearly visible.

Sophilia frowned slightly, then knocked on the door anyway.

"Come in."

Soon a familiar voice came from inside the door.

Only then did the Pure White Witch push open the paper sliding door, and then saw the situation inside the room.

I saw a low table in the center of the Japanese style tatami room, and an oil lamp on top of the low table, and the swaying wick emitted a dim light.

And her eldest lady is sitting at the low table. There is a whetstone and a plate of water in front of her. At this time, she is concentrating on sharpening the long knife in her hand. Every time she sharpens it, she will look at it with the light The blade shone with cold light, and the mirror-like smooth blade reflected a pair of eyes that were colder than the blade.

Ka Ka Ka.

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of sharpening the sword, this scene of lighting up the lamp and sharpening the sword at night is very chilling and full of evil spirits.

This made Sophilia startled, and her face became serious.

The eldest lady has always been heartless, and it is the first time that the pure white witch has seen her like this. Did something happen?

Just when she was so puzzled, the house witch on the opposite side couldn't hold back anymore, and she showed her usual smirk.

"Hahaha, what's the matter, you were scared by me. Sure enough, my acting skills are still good. Hmm, this picture is good. The cold master is so handsome. I will find a way to add it to the script later."

Dorothy said triumphantly.

Sophia: "."

The White Witch felt that she was a fool for worrying about this young lady at that moment.

"So, my eldest lady, you stay up in the middle of the night sharpening your knife just to look handsome in front of me?"

A "well" appeared on the forehead of the angel witch. She suppressed the anger of working overtime for a day, and then questioned with cold eyes that she had left all the work to her. Missy.

Dorothy: "."

ah this

Seeing her roommate's sharper eyes than the one she just acted in, the house witch immediately sat upright, obediently knelt down at the low table, then patted the seat next to her courteously, signaling Sophia to sit down say.

"Well, Sophilia, you have to listen to my sophistry, bah, listen to my explanation, I'm not just playing around, I'm just thinking about the script."

Dorothy explained quickly.

"script?"

Sophilia was taken aback.

"Well, the thing is like this, aren't we short of money? So I just..."

The house witch told everything about today's events in detail, and the pure white witch suddenly realized after listening.

"Phantom? This is indeed a good idea."

Sophilia nodded.

This can be regarded as a common strategy used by major witch leaders for external publicity. Many witch leaders mainly in the tourism industry spend a lot of resources on this kind of soft advertising every year. Even the teacher's territory has invested in some wars before. The phantom shooting of the theme is used for real conscription.

"So have you thought of the script?"

The White Witch asked again.

Although she agrees with the method of promoting the characteristics of the territory by shooting phantoms, Sophilia is a little uncertain about whether the ladies can make this phantom well.

After all, shooting ghosts is notoriously difficult. Most of the first works of newcomers are off the street. If there is enough time to make trial and error adjustments, it’s okay, but now I want to finish shooting in just one month. Everything, this is a bit of a fantasy.

Of course, because the eldest lady participated in this shooting, Sophilia did not directly judge that this is an impossible thing to accomplish. After all, the eldest lady has had too many resumes that turned the impossible into possible before, maybe she Will it be another miracle this time?

"The script, actually, I haven't thought much about it, and I don't need to think about it anymore."

Hearing the question, Dorothy shook her head first, and then nodded again.

"What's the meaning?"

Sophilia was a little puzzled.

"I mean what we're shooting this time is actually a documentary, there's no need for a script, reality is the script."

Dorothy carefully coated the demon sword in her hand with special sword oil, then looked at Chiying's perfect sword body under the light, and nodded with satisfaction, she said so while sheathing the sword.

"documentary?"

The White Witch was stunned for a moment, this was really beyond her expectations.

After all, who knows how to make a documentary for a promotional film of a territory?

The vast majority of witch collars are actually not perfect, but this does not prevent everyone from wishing to boast that their home is a paradise when they advertise. Shabby.

But now it seems that the eldest lady is planning to come for real.

"How do you promote the documentary?"

Sophilia asked a little speechlessly.

"The theme of Dongying Island is a good material for ghosts. Outside witches have always been very interested in this mysterious fairy hermitage. In addition, the autobiography of the lucky ones like "Journey to Dongying" sold well, which has accumulated for us. A lot of popularity."

"This is our advantage, miss, with all due respect, only distance can produce beauty. What the witches like is the paradise they imagined, Dongying Island, rather than the current corrupt and backward rural poor place where the enclosure is cute. "

The White Witch said so bluntly.

Her words hit the nail on the head and made Dorothy a little speechless.

This is a fact.

Even the house witch herself was full of wonderful fantasies about this fairy hermitage before she came to Dongying Island, thinking how the fairy on this island would be rich, handsome, and carefree.

But the gap between fantasy and reality is too great. Within a few days of her going to the island, the fantasy filter has been shattered.

In reality, Dongying Island really doesn’t have much to like. Among other things, the superiority of Dongying witches over outside witches and barbarians has already made people angry.

If such a current situation is filmed as a ghost, let alone publicize it to the outside world, Dorothy even feels that some angry witch lords may directly declare war on them after watching it.

But, even so, Dorothy had no intention of changing her mind.

"Actually, I have also thought about the idea of ​​weaving a beautiful script of Xanadu according to people's fantasies. I even thought about the name, which is called Gensokyo, but in the end I gave up."

"Sophia, lies will eventually be exposed. No matter how badly you brag about something bad, it won't change the fact that it is rubbish."

"Now Dongying Island is indeed an unpleasant place, but I think what we should do is to find ways to make it better, instead of lying to others that it is good."

Dorothy said seriously.

"So, my Phantom is not going to be called "Gensokyo", but "How Gensokyo Was Built""

Sophia: "."

The White Witch fell silent.

Frankly speaking, what Missy said is really stupid and naive, but this is also Missy, she has always been like this.

Obviously, as long as you give up a little useless persistence, you can immediately reap the benefits at your fingertips, but this guy is stubborn and always wants to stand up and earn money. This kind of thing is not so easy.

but

Alas, who told her that this is my eldest lady? I only blame myself for having such a troublesome lord.

"In this case, how about handing over the script to me to arrange?"

Sophia said so.

"Forehead?"

Dorothy was taken aback for a moment, then looked at her roommate with some doubts, not understanding what she meant.

The Pure White Witch took out a large pile of documents from her pocket and threw them in front of the House Witch.

"My eldest lady, didn't you just have fun playing the role of the ruthless warrior? Why don't you just come to the truth, and let the warriors deal with the targets on this list one by one."

"Ah this."

The house witch reached out and took out a document to look at, and found that it was a nail account information.

Although the overall demolition of Dongying Island is currently going smoothly, this is only a superficial phenomenon. Dorothy and the others just took back the land, and the more important people's hearts have not yet been obtained.

The accumulated influence of the Dongying Chinese over the tens of thousands of years of rule on this island cannot be eliminated overnight. Even when facing the demolition this time, the group of Chinese are very cooperative on the surface. But I must have wished to humiliate Dorothy countless times from various angles.

After all, it's not just their cakes that the house witches move, but even the pots, so there's no rush for anyone.

Of course, because Dorothy held the imperial decree of Amaterasu Shrine in her hands, and Izanagi, the source of all evil, had also been killed, which left the group of Chinese without a leader, so they did not have the courage to rebel directly for the time being, but secretly They still have the guts to sneak around and make some small moves to disgust you, and they are very big.

Most of the nail households in these places are written by those Chinese.

Most of these nail households are former warriors. Their status is not up to the Chinese, but they are much higher than ordinary people, and they have always had a considerable sense of superiority.

But now that Dorothy has made everyone equal all of a sudden, how can this group of warrior grandpas be willing, and they have always been Chinese dogs. The dead samurai directly acted as cannon fodder for the early bird.

"These are all hopeless guys. I originally thought about disposing of them slowly, but since you want to make ghost shadows, Missy, why don't you let me write a script to guide these gangsters?" Guys go as your stepping stones, anyway, a good work always needs some villains."

"In the past month, I have understood that most of these Japanese witches are fearful of power and not virtuous, so as they wish, use force to ravage them and make them obedient."

Sophilia explained with such a smile.

The best screenwriter in the world is actually destiny, and all living beings are guided by fate. As the daughter of destiny, the pure white witch is born to be a good screenwriter.

Even if the eldest lady had no intention of filming, the group of cannon fodder pushed onto the stage would be slowly led to their demise by her, and she had even arranged the fateful ending for the group of Chinese people who played tricks behind their backs.

But since the eldest lady needs it, the Pure White Witch doesn't mind modifying the original script a little bit so as to make the best use of everything.

Dorothy: "."

The house witch looked at her roommate who smiled on the surface but had very cold eyes, and couldn't help shivering.

Compared to her cold acting just now, Sophilia is really cold from the bottom of her heart.

You must know that every report here represents a human life, but in the eyes of the White Witch, the lives of these people are just tools that can be used at will, and their ending depends entirely on Sophilia's mood.

this is really

Damn it, it's so cool, I also want to be this kind of behind-the-scenes chess player, which is much more powerful than a ruthless killer.

Dorothy was shivering and cold, but it was a pity that she was an insulator of fate, and was destined to miss this way of weaving fate in a short time.

"Okay, then I'll go and have a look now."

The house witch nodded and said so.

Although what Sophilia said was a bit heartless, Dorothy didn't care. She believed in the judgment of her roommates. Since they all said that there was no cure, it should be a pity to die.

Get rid of the evil as early as possible, and if you want to better promote Dongying Island, you should clean up the house before entertaining guests.

Anyway, being idle at night is also idle. It's good to go out for a walk or two to deal with some garbage.

At that moment, she hung the demon sword Chiying, which had just been maintained, on her waist, and was ready to go out.

"etc."

Behind her, the White Witch called out to her again.

"What's wrong?"

Dorothy turned her head and asked with some doubts.

"Miss, don't forget to bring your photographer. That guy Wen Wen is in the Jiujo mansion now. You can just go to her and tell her that I will ask her for help. She will be very obedient."

Sophia said so.

The house witch blinked her eyes when she heard the words.

"Hiss, that big-billed crow actually listens to you?"

Dorothy was a little surprised, she was still thinking about how to intimidate and lure this senior sister later, she didn't expect her roommate to have such a big face.

"That's the secret."

The Pure White Witch blinked her eyes and replied like this.

"tsk"

The house witch who felt that she was being molested couldn't help puffing up her cheeks.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, then I'm leaving."

Dorothy made a face towards the door, and then closed the door angrily.

When she came to the courtyard, she looked up at the sky.

A bright moon hangs high in the dark sky, and the silvery white moonlight shines on the earth, but suddenly, a monster wind blows from nowhere, causing a thick cloud to block the bright moonlight.

"Good guy, it's dark and windy this month, but it's a good weather for working."

The house witch felt so emotional in her heart, and then took a few deep breaths, her eyes gradually turned cold.

From now on, I will be Dongying Wanderer Yue Jianhei.

I'm like a killer, I don't have feelings.

miss killer in action