Xiao Cui was stunned for a moment. Logically speaking, Lilian is old and sleeps very lightly. How could she not wake up because of such noisy movements outside?

Wang Lang and Xiao Cui both realized something was wrong. They rushed to the first floor together, pushed the door and found Lilian lying on the bed motionless. When they turned on the light, Lilian lies quietly, with her eyes open and her mouth open.

Xiao Cui covered her mouth, Wang Lang went up to touch Lilian's neck pulse, and found that it was still beating and his heart was beating slightly.

"Call an ambulance." Wang Lang said.

Xiao Cui hurriedly called an ambulance.

Wang Lang helped Lilian up, gently calmed down Lilian's back, and reached out and tapped Lilian's several acupoints.

Rubbing his hands quickly, Wang Lang put his warm hands on Lilian's lower abdomen and walked up little by little, finally walking towards his lower abdomen on his chest, and then rubbed his hands again.

A few minutes later, the community hospital sent someone and Lilian was carried into the car.

After checking, I was old and overly frightened and shocked again. It was a matter of not being too big or small.

In the second half of the night, Lilian woke up and fell asleep again shortly after.

When Wang Lang returned home, he found Li Shitong sitting on the ground with her lips and rubbed her head. Wang Lang hurried over and carried Li Shitong onto the bed.

Lilian was taken back in the morning. After breakfast, Lilian looked at Wang Lang, "Child, can you tell me when will you be stable here? You have to live such a life every now and then. I am really afraid that one day I will be shot myself."

Wang Lang was silent, "Sorry, I'm scared."

"You know, although there are naughty people like you who occasionally come to seek excitement in the royal family, it is still safe overall. However, you don't have a guard here and are not strictly guarded. Everyone can come in. I am really panicked and insecure. Although I know your power, if you are not at home, wouldn't it be very troublesome if you are not at home?" Lilian said.

Wang Lang took out his ears and was silent for a while, "Let me do this, I'll find a team of people to come here later. Can you protect this place?"

Lilian sighed, "I seem to finally understand what you said now. It's really a way out."

Wang Lang smiled.

I found a place and called the Butterfly.

There was panting over there, "I'm going to dance if I have something to say."

"Hey, my junior sister can dance." Wang Lang said softly.

"Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me free if you have nothing to say."

"Give me the mobile phone number of the hall deacon set up by Longmen in Linghe City." Wang Lang said.

"What do you want this?" Butterfly hesitated for a moment.

"There are people coming to me every few days when I live here, mainly because there are people at home. When I go out, I can't take care of them carefully. Come and help me and see my family. The salary will be paid as expected." Wang Lang said.

"Okay, I understand. I'll tell him that he will go to find you when the time comes." Butterfly hung up the phone. Before hanging up the phone, Wang Lang clearly heard the "The Most Displeasant National Style" shaking inside the subwoofer over there.

Wang Lang also heard the teacher's wife's rhythmic voice, "Sisters, get moving."

Just after lunch, Lei Huaer called and Wang Lang went over and was about to start filming today.

Wang Lang looked at the door for a long time, but no one came. He went back to the house to find Xiao Cui, "Cui'er, I've left in advance. If someone comes to find me later, you can arrange for him to live here and wait for me to come back."

Xiao Cui was confused, "Who will come, boss?"

"I don't know, I'll know when I come."

Wang Lang went to kiss Li Shitong on the forehead before he was about to leave.

As soon as the door opened, there was a straight young man standing outside. He had a buzz cut, dark skin, small eyes, flat nose, slightly tall cheekbones, wind-catching ears, slightly thick lips, half a head taller than Wang Lang, wide shoulders, and a whole person as strong as a cow, wearing very simple clothes. There was also a bag on his feet.

When he saw Wang Lang, the young man grinned, his teeth were white, and he bowed, "Meng Fanxing, the deacon in the Black Dragon Hall, met the Second Master."

"It's finally here." Wang Lang patted the young man's shoulder.

"I handled some things in the morning, so I'm late. I'm sorry, Master," Meng Fanxing said.

"Have you eaten?" Wang Lang turned around and called Meng Fanxing into the house.

"No." Meng Fanxing smiled and showed her white teeth.

"Cui'er, get some food for my brother." Wang Lang stretched his neck and spoke.

Xiao Cui, who was fiddling with guns in the room, ran out and looked at Meng Fanxing who was sitting on the sofa, and was a little confused for a moment.

Wang Lang grinned, "Don't look at Cui'er."

Xiao Cui's face turned slightly red, "What should I eat?"

"I'm not picky about food." Meng Fanxing scratched his head.

Wang Lang took out two guns from his armpit and handed them to Meng Fanxing, "Can you use it?"

Meng Fanxing skillfully dismantled and equipped the gun, and was fluent in one piece, and he finished everything in just a few seconds.

Wang Lang smiled with satisfaction, "Where is Lao Zhao?"

"Deacon Zhao has returned home, and my family has arranged for me to come here to be a deacon."

Wang Lang took out his ears, stood up and patted Meng Fanxing on the shoulder, "I have something to do, let Xiao Cui arrange it for you later, eat whatever you want, and be the same as at home."

Meng Fanxing stood up and stood straight, "I know the Second Master."

"Are there many people in Linghe City at home?" Wang Lang asked casually when he was wearing shoes.

“Thirty.”

"Enough, I'll leave first."

Wang Lang went out and drove a long way. He took a casual glance at the rearview mirror and found Meng Fanxing standing straight at the door watching Wang Lang leave.

When we arrived at Zhulin Temple, Lei Huaer was arguing and arranging various things.

Seeing Wang Lang coming, Lei Huaer was overjoyed, "Why are you standing there? Burn incense, worship the sky, and turn on the phone!"

Lei Huaer found a place, placed an altar, stood side by side with Wang Lang, burning incense and worshiping the sky. After all the procedures were completed, the filming officially started.

The shooting task on the first day was not very heavy, there were only two fighting scenes. Because one fighting star had an announcement, it was too late for the time being, so the other two had to start shooting first.

Wang Lang was guiding the situation next to him, and the process was very fast and the filming was completed in a short time.

Lei Huaer answered a call, then fucked her father and mother at the phone, and hung up the phone. Lei Huaer looked very bad.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang asked.

"The star I originally invited temporarily raised the price, and I won't come if I don't raise the price."

"Didn't sign the contract?" Wang Lang asked.

Lei Huaer shook her head, "I didn't sign with him."

"Does he have many scenes?"

"Not many." Lei Huaer was upset and turned around and spoke to her assistant, "Tell everyone, who would film this grandson? I'll kill him."

The assistant went to do it tremblingly.

"Just change someone, just change it." Wang Lang said casually.

"The characters have been decided. It's hard to find someone temporarily. It's not that it's hard to find, but it's impossible to find them at all. This grandson is the best among all the stars. He has real skills. There are really not many people with real skills now. Many of the actions in this drama are tailor-made for him, not everyone can make it. Damn, I'll kill him if I have the chance." Lei Huaer's face became worse and worse.

Wang Lang found a script and took a look at the scene of fighting stars, "Isn't it just a human being? I'll look for it."
Chapter completed!