2024, early summer.

I don’t know if it is because the cello music played by Bao Shiyi in the field was in the thick rhythm of the cello, breaking the heaviness brought by death. The music was like a torrent, breaking the softest touch deep in everyone’s heart.

Now, the staff of the entire crew have changed unknowingly. It seems that the movie they are shooting is no longer just a movie, but like Lin Wu in the story, he respects the embasser and the death from the bottom of his heart.

Because of the filming of the movie, Lin Wu, who accidentally became an embalmer, was selfless in the face of the profession of embalmer. In the story, Lin Wu experienced too many separations of life and death, and now they are watching these separations of life and death with their own eyes at the filming site.

It was clear that they were acting, but the song Bao Shiyi played in the field would eventually ring in their ears. The husband who was lying on the coffin and sobbing at his wife's body appeared in front of them, and the family that left blushing lips for the dead man appeared. They laughed and cried, "Thank you, Dad."

Although I know I am acting, everyone respects everyone for the reluctance, regret, nostalgia and misunderstanding of the dead.

Especially under the solemn burial ceremony of Bao Shiyi, it was really an indescribable shock.

Even without the magnificent shouts and the deafening words, they were so calm and shocking.

In that serene as death is a shock that transcends everything.

The entire crew knew very clearly that Bao Shiyi was not acting, but a real embalmer and the custodian of the funeral home.

Whether it is movements or expressions, every look, Bao Shiyi is so pious and gentle, treating him gently in the last journey of life.

The shooting scene was very quiet, and the crew members' eyes were all on Bao Eleven under the camera, and the deceased.

It turns out that people can also be so peaceful, so peaceful, so beautiful after death!

This is the only feeling in everyone's heart.

...

Zeng Sheng looked at Bao Shiyi and frowned slightly. The more he continued to film, the more he was the same as the crew members thought, the more he was respectful to death.

"Eleventh, very good, really good!"

Zeng Sheng couldn't help but applaud Bao Shiyi's performance just now, and said with a smile: "You and Teacher Zhao both performed very well."

Teacher Zhao is Teacher Zhao Lei from Yanjing Drama Academy, an old senior and an old actor. This time he plays the role of Lin Wu's leader Rong Sheng in "The Immortal".

Zhao Lei also patted Bao Shiyi's shoulder and said with a smile: "This incident just now is very good."

The words are full of appreciation and admiration.

Obviously, Bao Shiyi's meticulous acting skills in "The Immortal" moved Zhao Lei. It was obvious that Bao Shiyi really entered the inner world of the character Lin Wu.

Bao Shiyi smiled and said nothing.

Zeng Sheng looked at the scene that had just been played back in the monitor and said, "Eleventh, this movie may be your representative work."

"Of course it will be my masterpiece."

Zeng Sheng is very clear that as a movie featuring funeral workers, "death" is a topic that cannot be avoided by "The Mortuary", but "death" is by no means the real theme of the film.

"Death" is simply a window here, and what you can see through this window is the world we live in.

"It's really like a journey, Eleven, it feels like I'm the first time I've made a movie."

Bao Shiyi replied with a smile: "That's what you played well by Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Lei smiled and said, "I mean you, it's not an exaggeration at all. Really, when you were playing the cello, you were really not afraid of jokes. You were full of tears, but you couldn't say it. You still want to learn cello from you when you have time. The sound of this cello is really nice."

Zeng Sheng gave Zhao Lei a blank look and said, "Old Zhao, you are so old, don't harm the cello."

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene laughed.

The filming of the movie has now reached its later stages, and the crew's shooting progress is very slow. The slowness here is that everyone is carefully polishing the movie.

Without the impetuousness and eagerness of the film market, everything was so calm and peaceful, and it was filmed slowly, just like the mortician guarding the funeral home treated the dead.

This is a journey of burial.

...

2024, early autumn.

Liucheng, Nanzhong Street.

Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, looked at Bao Shiyi with big eyes, and shouted crisply: "Dad..."

Bao Shiyi agreed with a smile.

Then, Xiaoxiao called out dad again.

Bao Ziyi agreed again.

In this way, Xiaoxiao seemed to be happy with this game, and she would shout Bao Eleven from time to time. It seemed to be fun, but it seemed to be confirming that Bao Eleven was by his side.

Always there.

Zhou Yun, sitting by the bed, holding a comic book in her hand, looked at Bao Shiyi and Xiaoxiao father and daughter with a taste, and continued to recite fairy tales.

The voice is slow and gentle.

"I went to the mountains alone to hunt. Suddenly I met a very beautiful little fox. When I pointed my gun at it, it not only did not escape, but looked at me with deep eyes."

"It suddenly spoke, demanding to redeem its life with a drop of magical potion."

Zhou Yun's voice gradually attracted Xiaoxiao's gaze, and she opened her big eyes and looked at her, full of ignorance and ignorance.

Zhou Yun continued, "I agreed."

"So the little fox applied the potion on my palm. I put the thumbs and index fingers of my left and right hands into a window, facing the sky, and you can see the dead people in the kingdom of heaven."

"The little fox asked me, what did I see? I asked the fox first, what did it see?

"It says that the parents who saw it died were dead at the gun of the hunter."

Bao Shiyi was slightly stunned, a little surprised. Zhou Yun would tell such a story. He turned to Xiaoxiao and looked innocent and ignorant.

Obviously, I didn't care about this story at all, nor did I understand it, and I didn't know what it means to die under the gun of a hunter.

Zhou Yun didn't expect this fairy tale to be like this, which was a bit unexpected.

Fortunately, Xiaoxiao is still young now, even younger than the little fox.

Xiaoxiao can't understand these fairy tales yet. She just tells stories to her children. This is all preschool education, slowly educating her children.

Zhou Yun continued to recite the story, patiently and gentlely, and just told the story like that.

Xiaoxiao turned her head, her little face shouted at Bao Shiyixiao, and then she shouted crisply again

"dad!"

Bao Shiyi still replied with a smile: "I'm here."

Always there.

The fox's parents died at the gun of the hunter. This is a story and a fable.
Chapter completed!