Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 73 Buying money for life 【Tickets】

Riverside wooden house.

Jiang Shou carried a large celadon bowl covered with a red cloth, and walked cautiously among the cemeteries.

"Brother, this is the soul that the rich ghost just captured last night!"

Jiang Shou uncovered the red cloth on the porcelain bowl, revealing four or five miniature figures, whose expressions were dull in the water.

The burly monk sitting cross-legged between the two large bluestone tombs opened his eyes slightly, and twisted the Buddhist beads in his hands. The two large bluestone tombs shone slightly, vying for the soul in the bowl.

The tombs of varying heights behind the monk are also very eager for these souls, but they dare not compete with the two large tombs, so they can only make the abnormal sound of scratching the wooden boards to express their dissatisfaction.

After a while, the souls in the bowl were eaten up by the two large bluestone graves.

"Crack, click..."

The only thing left in the cemetery is the chewing sound that makes the teeth sore.

Several rays of light gushed out from the bluestone tomb, and slowly sank into the body of the Great Monk Puli.

Putting everything into his body, Puli let out a long breath.

Jiang Shou looked at the falling water line in the celadon bowl, and quickly covered it with a red cloth, with a distressed look on his face.

This is the essence he has accumulated over the years of painstaking efforts, and now he has caught more than 30 souls in five days and consumed most of them...

"How do you feel, brother?"

Jiang Shou, who was in pain, sighed and asked in a low voice.

Pu Li exhaled slowly, nodded and said, "With this speed of recovery, I will be fully recovered in three days."

"At that time, it's time for me to take Lu Chen's life!"

As he said that, the burly monk's eyes shone with a strange light.

Jiang Shou opened and closed his lips a few times, but after thinking about it, he still shut up.

At that time, although he can get back the soul arresting bell, but the price he paid...

The old man in black looked down at the obviously light celadon bowl in his hand, and sighed: "The ghost king's birthday is coming, how should senior prepare?"

"Don't worry, wait until I arrest the soul of that stinky Taoist priest, and use his soul to pass through the evil test."

Pu Li glanced at the sad-faced old man in black, and said sharply: "Look at your little-bellied sissy, how can I still lose you when you make friends with the Queen of Ghosts?!"

Jiang Shou's body trembled, and he lowered his head, trembling uncontrollably.

Pu Li looked at the old man in black coldly, his eyes were stern, but his face showed a earnest consolation: "Hey, brother, as long as you and my brother can completely treat that ghost emperor well, your loss will not be worth it at all." Not worth mentioning."

"Senior brother taught me..."

Jiang Shou saluted deeply and bowed to the ground.

"Buzz...buzz..."

The mobile phone that the burly monk seldom used suddenly buzzed, and Pu Li was taken aback.

Taking out the phone, a text message composed of garbled characters was horizontally displayed in the center of the screen.

The burly monk looked at the garbled characters on the phone, his face gradually became ugly.

Jiang Shou, an old man in black who was standing beside him with a cup bow and a snake shadow, tentatively asked, "What made senior brother so angry?"

"呵!" (hěn, not gén, an interjection. Expressing anger)
The burly monk let out angrily, and angrily handed the phone in his hand to the old man in black.

Jiang Shou took the phone tremblingly, looked at the garbled characters on the screen, his eyes gradually became angry, and said with a frown: "Senior brother, my yin meridian is the weakest among the four meridians of the holy religion, how dare they touch me?" Me, Yushui City? It’s too deceiving!"

The burly monk who was full of anger had dark eyes, and he slammed the Buddhist beads in his hand firmly: "After the promotion of these two ghost soldiers, I will definitely let the evil obstacles like bloodlines open their eyes and see!"

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"Hello, this is the official line."

"Please, please come quickly... come and save me, he is coming in!!!"

"Who is coming in?! Where are you?!"

"I'm at Red Body Garden A17...don't, don't come here, I'll give you back everything..."

"Find a safe place, the government will be there soon!"

"No, no! I don't want it, I don't want it, please don't...ah..."

"Hello, hello?! Sir?!"

"Beep beep..."

In the office of the leader of Yushui City's special operations team, the recording of the official hotline stopped abruptly with a man's scream.

Ling Liner handed over a few reports, her pretty face was a little heavy: "This is the number 14 call to the police these days."

"Fifteen minutes after the call, inspectors located the man's residence."

"In the room, there is another mummy. The appearance of death is almost the same as those of the previous cases."

The iceberg girl stared intently: "This is already the No. 30 second case in the past few days."

On the report sheet, there are photos of the scene, a shriveled male corpse lying in a corner, it seems that he suffered great fear during his lifetime.

The sixtieth old man sat behind the desk, frowning.

"The government also found this in the man's residence."

Ling Liner handed over a photo.

In the photo are some paper money with dried blood...

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Don’t panic when you find paper money, just put the money into the merit box, and let the gods and him just—from the modern Internet Hua Tuo.

As the old saying goes, if the water boils at [-] degrees, the person can be buried at [-] degrees.

The core concept of online consultation is: one dares to speak, and the other dares to believe.

And what should I do if I find money to buy my life on the Internet?
That is one who dares to ask, one who dares to answer, and one who dares to come.

……

early morning.

The dark clouds covered up the glow of the stars and the moon, making the already dark mountain forest a bit darker.

In the dark night, two bloody footprints appeared out of nowhere on the dark mountain road, and the footprints continued to spread along the uphill road.

"Bang lang lang lang lang..."

The vicissitudes of the mottled wooden door were violently pushed open by the wind without warning, and the door knocker made a series of noises in the wind.

"Snapped……!"

A heavy and lengthy footstep sounded out of thin air, echoing throughout the dilapidated courtyard.

A hunchbacked old man in a shroud seemed to appear out of thin air. Standing within the threshold, his dark and empty eyes glowed with blood, his face covered with corpses revealed a sinister smile, and his voice was extremely hoarse:

"Take my money and give me back my life..."

But the courtyard was extremely quiet, there was no panic, no panic, not even the sound of breathing, only the endless darkness.

"Crack...crack...!"

The bloody old ghost's expression changed slightly, and he took two more steps in, the footsteps still heavy.

"Take my money..."

"Give me back my life..."

"Take me..."

The old ghost kept groping into the darkness, his hoarse voice and heavy footsteps echoed throughout the empty courtyard.

But the old ghost didn't know how long he walked, and there was still darkness in front of him, as if there was no end.

The bloody light in the old ghost's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was a little dazed.

The corner of the dazed old ghost's eyes suddenly twitched, and he caught a glimpse of a stack of familiar paper money, on which his bright red palm print was impressively printed.

The old ghost was overjoyed, and raised his head again.

In the originally endless darkness in front of him, at some point, a young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He couldn't see what clothes the young man was wearing, but he could only see an extremely handsome face.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, his breathing was even, and he seemed to be asleep, without noticing himself at all.

The smile on the old ghost's face became hotter, and a layer of blood suddenly appeared all over his body. He raised his sharp nails high, and leaned towards the young man step by step, and said with a hoarse smile, "Don't you like money?"

"The money was given to you..."

"You should give me your life..."

The old ghost laughed fiercely, and grabbed the young man with both hands. Seeing that the sharp nails were about to touch the young man's neck, the man slowly raised his eyelids, and his eyes met the bloody eyes of the old ghost, without any fear. There seemed to be a faint light brewing in the depths of the phoenix's eyes.

The old ghost froze, not waiting for a reaction.

The light in the young man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said with a cold smile: "I didn't expect you to dare to come."

The next moment, the divine light appeared, dispelling all the darkness.

Then there is a dark courtyard, it is clearly a Taoist temple full of divine light.

Incense candles, altars, idols...

And the young man sat cross-legged in front of the statue, his aura was almost the same as that of the statue...

The divine light gradually lit up the entire top of Qingyao Mountain.

The young Taoist priest in a tattered Taoist robe stood up slowly, his eyes were like pillars of light, and the mahogany sword behind his back was shining brightly.

The old ghost's face changed rapidly, the corpse spots on his face were trembling, he turned around and fled.

He jumped out of the Taoist temple in one step, rushed down Qingyao Mountain in three or two steps, and returned to the porcelain bowl he had entered at an extremely fast speed.

Just when the old ghost was rejoicing for the rest of his life, a deep voice sounded coldly behind him: "Do you want to leave now?"

The old ghost was startled, and turned around suddenly, only to find that he was still in that dilapidated Taoist temple, and his previous escape was just a dream.

And the young Taoist priest behind him has the mahogany sword out of its sheath...

"If you hadn't been leading the way, maybe Pindao would really have to spend some time."

……

Yanzu, let's get a ticket!
　Thanks to the book friend [Moying Chang'an] boss for the five hundred rewards, bow down and thank you!
　　Thanks to the book friend [book friend 20191107033522429] the boss's five hundred rewards.

　　Thanks to [w Liu ljh] [Jane Xiaoer] [Peach Chicken Skin] [Materia Medica is not wood] the boss for the reward.

　　Thank you parents for your food and clothing for your love, thank you for being greedy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)