Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

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.

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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."

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Yanzu, let's get a ticket!

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[Slaying ghosts, rewarding the merits of heaven and earth: nine coins]

The divine voice rang in my ears, and the stooped old man disappeared without a trace.

Everything in Qingyun Temple was restored to its original state. The yellow dog squatted beside the young Taoist priest's legs, watching the old ghost disappear, his eyes were extremely calm and without waves, and the old pagoda tree outside the courtyard was slowly swaying against the wind.

The bloody footprints left by the old ghost gradually disappeared.

All of this was specially prepared by Lu Chen. He was afraid that the old ghost would not dare to come, so he deliberately concealed the divine power in Qingyun Temple.

Lu Chen stood in the courtyard, looking to the north, Dan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You wait to guard the mountain gate, and I will go back when I go."

The cold voice fell, and the figure of the young Taoist priest disappeared in the Qingyun Temple.

"Well……"