Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

"Well, this is it. You can't imagine that he actually hid this keel in a painting. Of course it's not as good as the painting of the mountain ghost."

The voice of the mountain ghost came from the painting, "Master Xiaoqi, I love you!"

He still used the vicissitudes of life of a man, and Hu Ju got goosebumps all over, but he didn't have time to answer him.

"Qin Chuang isn't here? Oh, yes, he held an indescribable banquet last night. If this kind of banquet is exposed, the entertainment industry will experience a major earthquake. I don't know how many people will collapse their houses crying and crying."

Ji Lingfeng and Lin Jingchen contacted him early in the morning. Of course, because Hu Ju is not a minor, but a monster who has lived for more than 1000 years, Lin Jingchen described everything he saw in detail.

"Well, Xiao Qi also knows that they use the dark side of human depravity to collect magic breath and enshrine it as a demon. If I'm not wrong, it should be the human demon leaning over Luna. I will drive him out. He urgently needs magic power. recovery."

"This is simply nonsense. I finally understand why he is keen to meddle in the entertainment industry. Because artists have a high degree of attention, a little carelessness may cause a great social impact. This has advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is that it may bring them unnecessary trouble, but the advantage is also obvious. For the sake of reputation, wealth and status, those artists dare not betray him easily, and if they control so many artists at once, they can force the relevant organizations not to dare Investigate him easily."

Yun Qi nodded. Although she was still young, she also knew that the top priority of Bureau 49 was to maintain the current stability and avoid causing panic in the human world.

The high popularity and high exposure of artists makes it possible for a small incident that happens to them to cause a wider spread and discussion.

It was a dangerous move for Qin Chuang to choose to control the artists, but if he did well, he would be invincible.

Even the bureaucrats have to be wary.

"Don't let brother Lingfeng and brother Jingchen know for now, let them work with peace of mind. I have already told brother Jingchen not to contact Qin Chuang in the future, it is too dangerous."

"Yes, Qin Chuang must have expert advice behind him, and it seems that he is very ambitious now, and the two of them cannot be allowed to take risks."

Keel suddenly said: "It's nothing to do with me, I'll go back first."

He was about to return to the painting when Hu Ju suddenly said, "Wait, what do you think about being resurrected?"

The keel turned its head, and the huge skull head condescendingly pointed at Hu Ju. Because the head was covered with golden spider webs, it was a little funny, but the huge head and the aloof and austere aura made this scene look magnificent and magnificent.

Even Hu Ju felt like a drop in the ocean in front of him.

"I've lived for too long, life and death are not important to me, but I'm also tired of being fed a murderous corpse. If those people want to use me to do bad things, they must be punished."

Hu Ju nodded, and the keel was put back into the painting.

Yun Qi and him looked at each other, and then said: "Wait and see what happens, when Qin Chuang finds that the keel is missing, he will definitely react greatly."

Hu Ju also thought the same way. Qin Chuang had too many tricks on the artist side, so he couldn't be provoked.

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A few days later, Lin Jingchen came to the commercial shooting set.

This is a huge abandoned factory that has been converted into a filming set, and this commercial really needs to add some wild elements.

Qin Chuang was also there, sitting on a large sofa chair, smoking a cigarette, a small tea table with wine on it, and a red-haired woman and a young man standing behind him.

Lin Jingchen walked up to him obediently, greeted him, and apologized for his fainting that day, with a look of panic.

Qin Chuang patted him on the shoulder, signaling him not to take it to heart, and said, "Go get ready, this advertisement is just for you."

Lin Jingchen hurriedly expressed his thanks and loyalty, and then followed the staff to do styling.

Just as Lin Jingchen left, the red-haired girl whispered, "Ji Lingfeng is nearby, in the car outside the factory."

"Let the guards outside leave and let him sneak in."

"clear."

The red-haired girl leaves.

A few minutes later, Ji Lingfeng was hesitant to call Yun Qi, and saw the black-clothed bodyguards guarding outside the factory leaving in twos and threes, talking and laughing.

"Are you okay today?"

"Just shoot an advertisement, what can I do?"

The bodyguards in black were talking and laughing loudly.

Ji Lingfeng put back the cell phone he took out, and it seemed that there should be no major problems today, and that's right, Qin Chuang had promised to give resources to Lin Jingchen.

So he waited quietly in the car.

In the factory building, Lin Jingchen changed his clothes and finished his poses. According to the design of the advertisement, he needs to ride a motorcycle through the artificial mist and put on a few cool poses.

The aisle of the factory building has been cleaned up, revealing a tidy runway. The camera is on the opposite side. Qin Chuang behind him has a complicated and weird smile on his face, and he waved at Lin Jingchen, as if to cheer him up.

Lin Jingchen nodded, straddled the motorcycle, made a violent roar, and then flew towards the camera according to the design requirements.

After the mist, a white light flashed, and everyone disappeared.

Terrified, Lin Jingchen slammed on the brake to stop the car. Instead of getting out of the car, he put his feet on the ground and looked around vigilantly.

There were so many people just now, Qin Chuang, the staff, all of them disappeared suddenly.

brush!
A painting suddenly hangs down from mid-air. It is a very ordinary ancient painting with landscapes and pines and cypresses on it. It is not a famous painting.

The mountain peak looks like a bully dragon's back from a distance.

"Lin Jingchen," Qin Chuang's voice sounded, as if he was standing in the distance holding a loudspeaker, but he couldn't be seen when he looked up.

"I'll introduce you to someone. I don't know if you know him or not? The ancient great demon Bai Tuo, have you heard of it?"

Lin Jingchen's hand holding the handlebar was tightened, and bulging veins appeared on the back of his hand.

"Oh, that's your mother. It's a pity that you left such an incompetent bloodline like you."

Lin Jingchen remained silent.

"However, you have a good treasure on your body. It would be a waste to put it in your place. Why don't you lend it to me, let me realize those magnificent dreams, and let me become the master of all living beings in the six realms..."

"If your f*cking secondary illness relapses, go to the hospital for registration. Remember, you have to go to the psychiatry department."

Lin Jingchen said coldly.

He is gentle, polite and well-educated, and he doesn't swear easily unless he can't help it.

Qin Chuang was taken aback, thinking that Lin Jingchen had always been a soft and cowardly persimmon.

"It's okay, you have plenty of time to be angry, but I accept your eyes."

Qin Chuang's voice disappeared, followed by the sound of broken glass in the factory building. Ji Lingfeng swung his sword to smash the glass, and jumped down from above:

Take out a magic talisman, the magic talisman of stacked triangle has burned more than half at this moment.

"The talisman has reacted, and there is evil spirit everywhere." Ji Lingfeng said.

"Where is Qin Chuangren?" He asked again.

"We seem to have fallen into a trap." Lin Jingchen said lightly.

Then, they saw the ridge on the ancient painting move, like a pale dragon swimming.