Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

"Go and inform the adults!"

"Row!"

"Go, go, go!"

……

A few ghosts whispered, and under the leadership of the head ghost, they floated towards the row of abandoned basements behind the hospital.

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As the night dissipates, the golden sun rises in the east.

Yushui City Special Operations Group.

"Lu Chen didn't hide anything?"

Nan Huaiqin put down the report card he was working on, and asked with a frown.

"No." Ling Liner shook her head lightly.

The sixtieth old man leaned back on the chair and slowly closed his eyes.

This answer was expected by the old man.

Nan Huaiqin must be able to reach the current height in a huge city, and his knowledge must be beyond ordinary people, but even though the old man has seen so many arrogant and handsome men, only Lu Chen can do it.

To be honest, Lu Chen's appearance has overturned his understanding of spiritual power recovery.

This young man is too mysterious.

Everything he showed was equally mysterious.

Nan Huaiqin even had some illusions.

Perhaps, those things that only live in legends are not far from people...

"How is Shen Ran?" Nan Huaiqin asked again.

"Already set off."

Ling Liner looked at the latest information in her hand: "According to the news sent back from the front, the situation in the mountains this time may be a bit tricky."

"Demon, another demon."

Nan Huaiqin's eyes were still closed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, and his face was slightly gloomy.

After a long while, the sixty-year-old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly: "Notify all members of the special operations team and non-staff members in the city to do their best to track down the information that Lu Chen wants, and report to me in time if they find anything!"

"Yes!"

Several people at the table straightened their backs and answered in unison.

After the unison, the camouflaged man hesitated and said: "Team leader, the monk Lu Chen mentioned is similar to the white-feathered demon monk who betrayed Buddhism 15 years ago..."

Nan Huaiqin slightly raised his head, frowning: "Monk, Bai Yu?"

The old man in sixty years was stunned, Ling Lin'er pressed the communicator next to her ear, and said several times in a row.

For a moment, the iceberg girl's face turned cold, and her voice was low: "Teacher, it's an interview with the higher-level security department."

interview...

In an instant, the eyes of the entire office were shocked at the same time.

……

Sunset and moonlight, sun rises and moon rests.

Three to five days passed with a snap of the fingers.

The Qingyun Temple of Gushan Yeguan is also gradually on the right track.

Under the propaganda of Mrs. Ma and other enthusiastic pilgrims, several unwritten rules spread around.

No incense, no merit boxes, no tokens...

In a word, indifferent to money.

Whether it's incense sticks or hexagrams, Guanzhu Lu doesn't take any money, but only speaks because of fate.

Between coming and going, the incense in Qingyun Temple became more prosperous, and Lu Chen had less to worry about.

Especially after the arrival of the yellow dog, the whole Qingyun temple has been organized a lot.

For some corners that the old Huai couldn't take care of, the yellow dog would naturally relieve Lu Chen's worries, and it also saved the young Taoist a lot of hands and feet.

Suddenly, Lu Chen had an illusion.

I feel like I'm just an ordinary priest.

It's just guarding a wild view, planting an old locust tree, and raising a dog.

Welcome pilgrims from all over the world during the day, and record the changes in the world at night.

That's it.

……

The sun is setting in the western frontier.

The mountain pilgrims gradually receded.

Lu Chen sorted out all the things in the temple, the branches of the old locust tree and the yellow dog one after the other kept up the noise in the courtyard, and chasing them in the temple was also a pleasure.

Arranging the incense feet in the incense burner, the young Taoist priest was attracted by the red color on the side of the futon.

After removing the futon, more than a dozen brightly colored hundred-yuan cash pieces were scattered all over the place.

Lu Chen had no choice but to smile bitterly. In order not to talk about money, he also took away the merit box that no one cared about.

Most of the pilgrims put money in the merit box for the resident Taoist priests in Guanli. The most important thing is the heart, not the amount of money.

Lu Chen's current state of mind doesn't care about these things, so he simply withdrew.

The helpless young Taoist collected the cash. Although he said he would not accept it, he could not be so scattered.

But as soon as the cash was in his hand, Lu Chen's eyes suddenly changed.