Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 86 A glance 【Subscription】

The whole quiet room was filled with spiritual energy.

The vortex of yin and yang stagnated slowly and submerged into the body of the young Taoist priest.

"It's the middle stage of Zhenxuan."

The light in Lu Chen's eyes slowly dissipated, and the temperament of the whole person became more profound. He clenched his fists slightly, and his whole body suddenly rushed, like a river flowing backwards, extremely turbulent.

This breakthrough of spiritual power in the body could have broken through more, but in order to accumulate a lot of money when he became a junior master in the future, Lu Chen did not wantonly digest the Dragon and Tiger Golden Elixir.

Hearing the faint noise of pilgrims coming from outside the mountain gate, Lu Chen smiled lightly.

The young Taoist shook his sleeves lightly and disappeared into the quiet room. The spiritual power fluctuations on the top of the Qingyao Mountain due to the breakthrough were completely stopped.

……

The chilling man Chu Sen looked at the dilapidated Taoist temple in front of him, his eyes changed slightly.

When leaving from the devil's capital, the master also specifically said not to conflict with Lu Chen, everything will be handled by him.

Can……

But logically speaking, a Taoist priest at the Zhenxuan Realm is not enough to be so valued and exhorted by the master.

……

Seeing the change in the eyes of the young man in front of her, the old lady Ma thought that what she said was effective, and continued to tell the outsider about the various differences of Qingyun Temple: "Hey young man, I forgot to tell you."

"This Daoist Lu doesn't talk about money, you need to prepare all the incense..."

While the old lady was tirelessly explaining, the noise in front of the mountain gate suddenly quieted down, and all the pilgrims stared ahead intently.

I saw the closed wooden mountain gate slowly opening and closing a gap, revealing an extremely handsome man's face.

The young Taoist priest in shabby Taoist robes nodded slightly to the pilgrims and said a few words of mercy, and the pilgrims who stood at the front poured into the dilapidated Taoist temple.

The old lady Ma felt the change behind her. She turned her head to look at the opening and closing of the mountain gate and the young Taoist priest. She patted the chill man's arm without looking back, and said kindly, "Young man, it doesn't matter if you didn't bring incense for the first time. After a while, you will follow behind the aunt, and the aunt brings a lot of incense, so you can offer incense to Master Sanqing!"

After speaking, the old lady followed the line of pilgrims with the carefully prepared incense on her back.

But the chilling man standing on the bluestone didn't move at all, he just stared at the smiling young Taoist priest expressionlessly, his eyes as black as ink didn't fluctuate at all.

Outside the mountain gate, Lu Chen, who was escorting the pilgrims, twitched his eyes, subconsciously looked up, and his eyes just merged with the pitch-black pupils.

Two pairs of dark eyes, like two deep pools.

One is smiling, the other is expressionless.

Just watching quietly.

No fluctuations, no changes, no dodges.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but they still didn't look back.

"Hello, Daoist Lu."

A soft call interrupted the gaze.

Looking down, the somewhat stooped old lady Ma greeted her with a smile on her face.

Lu Chen smiled and nodded in return, but when he looked up again, the chill man on the bluestone had disappeared.

"Young man, this is Lu Daochang of our Qingyun Temple, but this... eh, where is he?"

As the old lady Ma said, she turned her head to look for the young man on the bluestone just now, but there was nothing behind her, and the old lady rubbed her forehead in doubt: "I was still here just now, why did I lose my time in a blink of an eye?"

Looking at the old lady who turned her head to look for it, Lu Chen raised his head slightly, looked at the Qingshi where the chilling man was standing just now, smiled faintly, and led old lady Ma into the courtyard.

Although the man's cultivation base is not low, he has a strong murderous aura, but he doesn't have a ghostly aura. Now Lu Chen has made many moves in Yushui City to alarm the government, especially last night when he alarmed the border guards and Tianyang guards. It is normal for all parties to snoop.

Lu Chen didn't really care.

……

A secluded place in the mountains.

Chu Sen, who was hiding in the shade of a tree, looked at Lu Chen's back from a distance, his eyes changed slightly.

One side, only one side.

Chilling the man gave up his contempt.

When he noticed the fluctuations in the spiritual power of Zhenxuan Realm, he thought of capturing Lu Chen alive and dedicating it to his master.

But now, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The feeling Lu Chen gave him was extremely deep and heavy, as if he was facing the mountains, rivers and seas. If he didn't move, he would be overwhelmed.

If it weren't for this, how could the chill man who walked through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood leave secretly.

Chu Sen glanced at the quaint and mottled Taoist temple again, then moved back and disappeared into the forest.

-

The golden sun sinks into the Xiyuan, and the night is dense in the sky.

The whole city is constantly quiet, but several office buildings in the center of Yushui still have no intention of stopping.

The lights in a simple office are still brightly lit, and there are piles of documents waiting to be processed on the desk.

A tall girl tied a black hair into a ponytail hanging in her mind, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, constantly revising and revising the design drawings in front of her, her beautiful eyes bloomed brilliantly.

A simple and formal attire set off the girl's incomparable sophistication, her exquisite figure looming, adding a bit of a different flavor.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After a slight knock on the door, the female assistant stood behind the girl with a cup of coffee, watching the busy girl hesitate to speak.

The girl kept her arms in front of her chest, rubbing her jade-like chin with one hand, her eyes still did not leave the design, and she asked without looking back, "What's wrong?"

The assistant lowered his voice: "Mr. Kong, there is news about Meng An."

Kong Ling'er, who was devoting herself to work, suddenly raised her head, her brows furrowed together: "What's going on?"

"According to news, Meng An was acquitted at noon today and has gone home now."

"Go home?"

Kong Linger frowned and pondered: "The special operations team just let him go?"

"Well," the assistant nodded: "It is said that the evidence is insufficient."

"boom!"

Kong Linger slapped the pen on the table heavily, and anger flashed across her beautiful face.

It turned out that she didn't know these secrets. After this trip to the secret place in the western suburbs, the girl had a new understanding of spiritual power recovery.

Meng An's ability to use such a fetish as a paper man must be in collusion with evil spirits, so he can get away with it, how can Kong Linger not be angry.

After thinking for a while, the girl with a sullen face stepped on her high heels and picked up her bag and was about to go out.

The assistant was surprised: "Mr. Kong, you..."

"I'll go first." Kong Ling'er's pretty face was extremely cold, and she glanced at the documents on the table: "These tasks have been delegated to various departments, and the progress is progressing normally. If there are any problems, I will deal with them in a unified manner."

"Yes."

The assistant nodded timidly.

……

Office downstairs.

The headlights of a fiery red sports car tore through the night, a girl in formal attire opened the scissor doors, and slammed the bag in her hand on the empty co-pilot.

Sitting in the car, Kong Linger rested her forehead with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, with a sad expression on her face.

If Meng An can be convicted this time, all problems including the marriage contract will be solved.

but……

Now that he came out in a good way, Kong Linger really couldn't think of any way to convince grandpa.

Put on flat shoes at will, and amidst the roar of the sports car, the fiery red body tears through the night.

-

Meng's villa.

A black off-road vehicle with its headlights turned off was parked in an extremely inconspicuous dark corner. Several special operations team members in uniform were sitting in the vehicle, watching the movement of the villa vigilantly.

"Boss, if we just guard like this, will it be effective?"

In the car, someone lowered his voice and asked, "We might as well just hit Meng An by surprise."

Qin Ping glanced at the speaker, who lowered his head in response.

The heroic girl snorted coldly: "All of you keep an eye on me, if a fly flies into Meng's house, you all have to write it down for me."

"Tell the other groups, eyes widened!"

"Yes!"

Several people in the car replied in low voices.

But some people hesitated: "But... if we stare like this, will it be too obvious?"

"Yeah, what if Meng An is alert and deliberately goes around in circles with us?"

Someone in the car agreed.

Qin Ping sneered: "Who told you that our work is hidden?"

"what?"

Several people were startled.

The short-haired girl on the second floor of the villa looked at the bright window lattice, with a smile on her lips.

……

Meng family.

"This is all the result of your coddling!"

The rich middle-aged man said with all his might.

"Okay, what are you arguing about when your son just came back?!"

The middle-aged woman pulled Meng An up and walked upstairs: "It seems that you are not used to it!"

"You... hey!"

The middle-aged man looked at the mother and son upstairs and snorted angrily, his face was a little ugly.

Going upstairs, Meng's mother, who had been protecting Meng An, couldn't help but sighed. Looking at her son who had lost weight, she sighed, "Son, you have to listen to your father's words."

"Your grandfather is not in good condition now, and that girl of the Meng family is too stubborn, you must think about it!"

The middle-aged woman was quite heartbroken.

Just as Meng An was about to refute, he saw a chilling figure in black standing at the end of the stairs from the corner of his eye. He immediately changed his expression, put on a cute appearance, and promised his mother in every possible way.

The overjoyed Mother Meng was sent downstairs by Meng An before she could relax.

After seeing off his mother, Meng An breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he saw Chu Sen sitting on the sofa with great fanfare, flipping through the latest magazines.

"Finished?"

The chill man asked casually.

Meng An, who had been reprimanded by his father all night, felt a little tight in his chest, and walked to the bedside to open the window to get some air.

Chu Sen flipped through the magazine without raising his head: "I said, listen, don't read."

Meng An's movements obviously froze, but he quickly recovered, raised his hand to open the window, and asked casually, "What's going on?"

"Left hand at 45 degrees, there is a car."

"There is a telescope on the top of the front building."

Chu Sen still looked at the magazine in his hand with gusto: "Back door, three cars."

As if nothing had happened, Meng An turned around and leaned on the window sill with a casual expression, and his eyes inadvertently swept the directions Chu Sen said one by one, and said with a light smile, "Have you been targeted?"

"Just find a chance to get rid of it."

Meng Anhun said indifferently.

"They are just the first group, and there are still a group of people on the periphery." Chu Sen said without raising his head, "It seems that they don't believe your words."

"They never believed me."

Meng An curled his lips helplessly, left the window sill and lay on the bed, stretching his muscles and bones: "There are guards, how did you get in?"

Chu Sen's voice was cold: "In the entire Yushui City, no one should be able to stop me."

After saying this, for some reason, the thin figure outside the dilapidated Taoist temple flashed in the chill man's mind.

Meng An was not surprised by the man's answer, and said lazily, "Tell me, why did you come to me?"

"Take you somewhere."

The chilling man gently put down the magazine in his hand.

"There are people guarding outside, how to leave..."

Just halfway through Meng An's words, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then a wilderness and a few lonely graves appeared in front of him: "This..."

Standing in front of the lonely grave with his hands behind his back, Chu Sen said calmly, "These are what your master left behind."

Hearing the word master, Meng An's eyes were a little dumbfounded.

"I'm going to Dameng tonight. I will teach you all the usages. Practice hard. When I come back, I will take you to the magic capital."

Chu Sen was not surprised by Meng An's eyes, but his tone was still calm, and he threw out a faint ball of light as he spoke: "Here are some scattered memories of Pu Li's life. If you read it, you can be regarded as accepting the master's order."

After all, before Meng An could react, the ball of light shot into the young man's eyebrows like lightning.

In just a moment, Meng An seemed to wake up from a start, seeing everything in front of him as if it had been a lifetime ago, still in shock.

In his memory, the riverside, the deep valley, and the palace, every scene is as if engraved in Meng An's mind, lingering.

Especially the feeling of suffocation in the deep valley and oppression in the palace almost broke the young man's mind.

Faintly looking at the row of familiar cinnabar paper figures beside the lonely grave, Meng An's eyes were a little cold.

original……

That paper man was not for his own life.

-

Under the villa.

Qin Ping looked at Meng An who was passing by the window just now, and frowned slightly: "He seemed to be talking just now."

Several people in the car shook their heads: "The back view, the equipment didn't capture it."

Sensing that something was wrong, the voice of the heroic girl turned cold: "Start the drone."

"Drone?"

A few people were a little shocked, and whispered: "Boss, it is easy to be discovered by starting the drone now."

"I can't handle that much anymore."

Qin Ping frowned, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

……

In the night, a special-purpose fly-type drone took advantage of the darkness to slowly lift off, and slid past Meng An's window without a sound.

In the car, several people watched the constantly changing images on the screen, and they were obviously relieved to see Meng An lying sprawled on the bed.

-

Clear Cloud View.

The lonely mountain wild view that sent away all the pilgrims slowly closed the mountain gate.

Lu Chen stood in the center of the Taoist temple with his sword in his hand, his eyes shining brightly.

The yellow dog hid behind the pillar and peeked at Lu Chen.

Lao Huai looked at the young Taoist priest lingering in divine light, and his branches swayed a little excitedly.

The imprint on Lu Chen's fingertips kept changing, and the mahogany sword in his hand was flying, and the lingering incense in the sky above Qingyunguan poured into the mahogany sword's edge like a tide.

The four yellow paper talismans were accompanied by several beams of animal-shaped streamers, which shot in all directions and were deeply planted in the ground.

In an instant, an invisible light curtain enveloped the entire Qingyun Temple.

The light in Lu Chen's eyes slowly extinguished, he let out a long breath, looked back at the dog Kazuki, and said with a faint smile: "I have also taught you the method of opening the formation, if there are any more enemies, there is no need to wait for me to open it." That's right."

"Wang!"

The yellow dog barked, which was a promise.

Lu Chen looked at the old pagoda tree swaying in the wind, and scolded with a smile: "But you can't regard the formation as fun."

The old pagoda tree hangs down its branches slightly, as if a little embarrassed.

Lu Chen had some delusions. Since Li Zheng cheated the ghost that night, Lao Huai has also become a little useless.

Under the eaves of the corridor, the body of the red fox who had been lying on the ground trembled slightly, and the fringe of its brocade hair shone slightly.

"jingle……"

The soul arresting bell rang again, and the woman in red came lightly.

(End of this chapter)