This actor is full of tricks.

[Due to unknown factors, the subsequent plot can no longer be developed and the script is about to collapse]

[Actors, please try your best to improve the ending of the script before it completely collapses, and get rewards]

【From now on, actors will be able to perform freely】

Is the script falling apart?

Lin Jue, who was trying his best to return, stopped in his tracks. This was the first time such a situation had occurred in all the time he had participated in the script.

It seems that in the original plot, the wedding should proceed normally, and the script will be completed only after the end of the grand ceremony.

But Wu Hai suddenly showed up in the middle of the wedding and completely ruined it. The situation gradually escalated and developed in an uncontrollable direction.

Although the script was about to collapse, this was exactly what Lin Jue wanted.

What he likes most is that he can play freely and play his favorite role again.

When Lin Jue rushed to the battlefield, he just saw the old man rip off the head of the white monkey ghost with one hand. He was so fierce and powerful, like Lu Bu among the ghosts.

This made him nod his head with great satisfaction. At the beginning, he subdued the old man because he was impressed by his rationality, but the old man liked to hide his shortcomings. He obviously had great potential but he looked timid.

And now, his potential has been activated. If he is trained in the future, he will definitely be a first-class hero among the weirdos!
Lin Jue did not show up, but found a place to hide. The battle in the field was not one-sided, and the winner could not be determined for the time being.

He was waiting, waiting for the god to show up. With such a large group of people and ghosts fighting here, the other party would lose patience sooner or later and would definitely appear to resolve all the accidents.

He walked behind a pile of haystacks and was about to hide inside, but found that someone was already hiding there.

It was the driver uncle. He curled up into a ball, afraid but also wanting to watch the fighting outside. From time to time, he would stick his head out to look outside, then quickly retract it.

"Hey! Big brother!" Lin Jue walked behind the other person and patted him on the shoulder.

The driver shuddered and almost screamed. Lin Jue quickly reached out and covered his mouth: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! It's me!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the driver turned his head with difficulty. When he saw the familiar face of "Zhao Huayu", he was obviously relieved and murmured a few incomprehensible words.

Lin Jue quickly released his hand that was covering the man's mouth: "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

The driver was not an unreasonable person and shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

Lin Jue squeezed next to the other person and whispered, "Brother, in my opinion, this village is not a blessed village at all. Look at those gods' messengers, each of them is controlling a terrifying weirdness. They must have ulterior motives."

"I know, I'll sneak away later." The driver's voice was trembling, showing that he was very scared, but he was a novice and loved to play, so he had to hide here and watch the fight.

"I suggest that we don't run away rashly for now. I just heard some villagers say that if outsiders like us escape before the grand ceremony, we will be punished by the gods."

Lin Jue reminded him and changed the subject: "Brother, where is the residential complex you live in?"

He wanted to take some time to find the shrine and see if he could catch the patient and get some useful information.

Hearing his question, the driver's face suddenly became alert: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

Anyone would be wary if a stranger, whom you have only met once and are not very familiar with, asked for your home address.

"I'm just curious and want to see the shrine," Lin Jue stated his purpose frankly. "Are you crazy? What the heck is that?" The driver looked incredulous. The man in the jacket and the strange events he'd encountered might be related to the shrine, and they'd all rather stay away, yet someone actually wanted to take a look.

If this isn't madness, then what is it? Only a madman would commit suicide like this.

Lin Jue said in a natural tone: "I am just very curious, otherwise I would not have come to this village."

This explanation clearly didn't make sense to the driver, who remained wary. "If you're really interested, you can go to the Golden Rose Hotel and take a look. Isn't there a shrine there too?"

After not seeing him for a while, the driver seemed much more cautious than before.

Seeing that he couldn't pry the other person open his mouth, Lin Jue simply stopped asking. He thought it would be the same if he went to the Golden Rose Hotel to take a look after a while.

While the two were talking, the battle between the old man and the messenger of God was nearing its end.

Without the help of the White Monkey Gui, the messenger of God was always suppressed and had no ability to resist at all.

Following a shrill scream, the old man's hand pierced through the chest of the messenger of God, holding a bright red heart in his hand, and crushed it without any hesitation.

"Awesome!" Lin Jue's eyes lit up. This was the first battle after the old man took the evil blood, and it really brought him a big surprise.

When he noticed the strange look from the driver next to him, Lin Jue added, "What I mean is, it's too cruel. It's heart-breaking."

The driver timidly moved to the side. He felt that this guy named Zhao Huayu was not normal. No normal person's eyes would light up when seeing such a bloody scene.

With the death of that messenger of God, it was as if a fuse was lit. The remaining messengers of God became more and more crazy and launched attacks almost at the risk of their lives.

In this chaotic situation, losing a companion means the pressure will increase exponentially, especially since the ferocious old man has his hands free and is searching for his next opponent.

Soon, the old man chose his opponent. He did not choose those gods' messengers, but rushed towards the Taoist priest who was hiding in the distance and using his skills.

The old man was about his age, so it was a fair fight.

When the Taoist priest saw the old man rushing towards him, his face changed drastically and he let out a sharp cry. He desperately changed paper money into various shapes in the air, trying to stop the old man's attack.

But the old man had just defeated an enemy and his morale was high. He tore the paper money that was coming at him into pieces in a few strokes and rushed to the front of the Taoist priest in two or three steps.

When a mage with thin skin and low health is approached by a warrior, one can imagine what will happen to him.

Duan Gong's pupils shrank to an abnormal size, like needle tips. He retreated frantically, biting his fingertips to force out blood, and drew a rune in the air.

The blood beads condensed into a blood-colored rune, like the word "Gang".

The runes shone brightly, and cracks inexplicably appeared on the old man's body. He stopped and looked a little surprised: "Seven Gang Spirit Talismans, you really have practiced Taoism!"

"You're just a half-baked one. I, your grandfather, have been practicing in the temple for several years!"

He ignored the wounds on his body and increased his speed again. The black runes surged, and he smashed the blood rune with one punch, and his fist landed on Duangong.

The Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood and was instantly blown away, falling to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

(End of this chapter)