MTL - After the Fake Daughter Awakened, She Won the Real Daughter.-Chapter 119 Filming in Linjiangxian

Chapter 119 Linjiangxian is filming

 Yan Jun clasped his hands together, and then opened a space door just like he usually does.

Yan Jun took the lead in entering the space door, "That's it, you can come in!"

Jiang Li and Lin Jinzhi rushed over directly, followed closely by Fu Zijun.

 Michal walked last, carrying the shooting props.

After stepping through the space door, what comes into view is a river.

They stood on the shore, with pebbles washed away by river tides under their feet.

The river flow spread forward from their feet. The water in the nearby river was crystal clear, and the small fish in the river were swimming like nothing.

Yan Jun waved his hand, and dozens of green bamboos in the bamboo forest not far away were cut off.

Then the bamboo sections that had been chopped into equal lengths flew over and fell side by side at the river mouth, like a bamboo raft floating on the river.

 Fu Zijun was a little worried, "If I stand on it, it won't sink into the river!"

 Jiang Li frowned, "You are questioning my sister's strength!"

 Fu Zijun immediately stood on the bamboo raft, "No, I believe in Miss Yan's ability."

Then the bamboo raft floated forward, moved a certain distance, and stopped on the river.

Michal took the camera and started shooting, and took a few photos of Fu Zijun standing at the end of the bamboo raft, looking into the distance.

“Looking at it this way, it feels a bit like an immortal being lonely.”

 Fu Zijun checked the results of the photo shoot, "Of course I would be lonely if I was the only one. What if..."

Fu Zijun looked at the dark little lamb at his feet and said, "It would be nice if it were white. The black one doesn't seem to match the fairy in white."

Yan Jun saw the opportunity to make money and said, "It can turn white, and not only can it turn white, it can also turn into the animal you want. But you have to pay more!"

Lin Jinzhi covered her face. This was no longer the young lady she knew before who regarded money as dirt. This was a guy who was obsessed with money.

 Fu Zijun: "...Yes, I will pay for it, but I want a deer, that kind of mythical beast that is so white that it can walk on it."

Yan Jun patted Ah Huan's sheep head and said, "Did you hear that? They want a mythical beast. You are also a mythical beast. Transform into one and show it to him."

Ah Huan spread her hooves and ran two steps.

 Then in the sight of several people, the originally dark hair gradually faded.

 All the black color fades away and turns into white fur.

Unlike the white fur of ordinary animals, every hair on Ah Huan's body seems to be a luminous body, with a halo, making it look more holy.

At the same time, the two small goat horns on its head began to grow wildly, and finally became elk horns.

The antler has a special shape, with well-developed branches and no eyebrow branches. There are also conical or finger-like processes of different lengths growing on the antler trunk and branches.

A Huan has also grown from a little lamb of about thirty kilograms to a large elk with a shoulder height of one meter and three meters and a conservative estimate of weight of one hundred and eighty kilograms.

Yan Jun’s hand touched Ah Huan’s antlers, “Is it okay like this?”

 Fu Zijun was already dumbfounded.

 Ah Huan: “Ouch!”

They were all dumbfounded, must have been shocked by the beast's stunning appearance!

Fu Zijun smiled and said: "Okay, if such a beautiful sacred deer is not enough, then other animals will be even less attractive."

 As expected, the owner is not an ordinary person, and this pet is certainly not an ordinary pet either.

Later, Fu Zijun stepped onto the bamboo raft again, and this time the glowing white deer headed in his direction.

Yan Jun touched his chin, "It's a bit tacky. Linjiang Immortal, Linjiang Immortal, since they are immortals, how can they use bamboo rafts to cross the river?"

Yan Jun first said hello in advance, "I will remove the bamboo from under you later and take a picture of you walking on the river."

Fu Zijun asked her, "If the bamboo raft is evacuated, I won't experience the feeling of the ancients committing suicide by throwing themselves into the river, right?"

I don’t know how the deer calls, so I checked it on the Internet. Some people said it was howling, so I just assumed that’s how the deer calls.

 (End of this chapter)