Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Seeing Lu Chen disappear, the yellow dog let out a low sound and closed the mountain gate silently. The old pagoda tree outside the courtyard was swaying in the wind, extremely quiet.

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Riverside wooden house.

The wooden house by the river, which used to be quiet in the past, became noisy in the middle of the night.

Between the gaps in the tree shadows, you can see the swaying fire, and you can faintly hear talking and laughing.

In front of the wooden house, more than ten people sat around the fire, holding wine bowls polished from skulls, talking and laughing happily.

There was also a small bonfire behind the room. Jiang Shou, an old man in black, was constantly turning over the meat on the bonfire. Obviously, as Jiang Shou, he couldn't get in.

Not far away, there was an unknown animal body hanging under a tree. It looked like a sheep or a dog. It was vaguely visible under the moonlight...

Pu Li sat in the position of drooping hands, chatting and laughing, but the smile was vaguely stiff.

The white-haired old man with a goatee who sat at the main seat as a guest seemed to benefit from Puli's dejected face very much.

The old man with the goatee stroked his beard and laughed, showing a sense of arrogance in his expression: "Master Puli has found a very good hiding place, and he has Yin veins to nourish ghost soldiers. Not bad, not bad."

This is not a short-lived reminiscence of the parents, it is clearly a condescending scrutiny, and the meaning of contempt is clearly visible.

The burly monk gave a dry laugh: "Old Fang is absurd."

In the crowd, a young man in white stood up, holding a skull wine bowl, walked in front of Puli, and said loudly: "Master Puli, you don't need to be humble, the name of the master is very famous in my holy religion."

The young man was in his early thirties, with a dignified appearance and a strong figure. Although he spoke respectfully, his eyes were extremely rebellious.

"It's the canine equation."

The old man with a goatee, Fang Heyi, said with a smile, "Cheng'er's qualifications are mediocre. This time, I'm ashamed, ashamed to be promoted by the love of my holy religion."

He said he was ashamed, but Fang Heyi's eyes were full of arrogance.

Equation looked even more serious.

Pu Lipi praised a few words without a smile on his face, looking at the old thief who took the opportunity to show off his power, he was extremely resentful.

Isn't it just to brag about your own son to spare such a big man?

Unremarkable?

Known as the youngest master of the Dongfu Realm in the northern outposts of the Holy Cult, is this also called mediocre?

Not to mention taking away his Yinzong status, but now he is coming to add insult to injury.

To kill is to punish the heart...

Pu Li's heart grew colder.

"Boom."

The two skeleton wine bowls collided, and the two drank the wine in the skeletons in one gulp.

The goatee old man nodded in relief, with a deep smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Master Puli, among the four veins of my holy religion, your Yin sect has the deepest connection with my blood sect. I didn't want to see this kind of situation. , but helpless, now the decree has been issued."

"I'll come from the grassland, see if..."

The more the goatee old man talked, the more ugly Pu Li's face became.

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"tread……"

In the woods, with an extremely slight sound, five or six men in black with tired faces jumped up to the treetops, hid in the shade of the trees, and looked at the distant fire with gloomy eyes.

Especially when they saw the animal body hanging upside down, they all gritted their teeth.

"These bastards!"

Some of them gritted their teeth and said, "Captain, should we..."

The leading middle-aged man clenched his fists, forced to hold back the anger in his chest, and said in a low voice: "Report the location to the headquarters, and ask the headquarters to contact the Yushui City government to call for support."

"Yes!"

A man kept adjusting the channel on the communicator and pressed it deeply.

"The rest, step up your guard!"

The head of the strong man ordered.

"Yes!"

Their team chased Yushui from the grassland, and they worked tirelessly all the way to wipe out these evil cultivators, and now they have to be cautious in every possible way when it comes to the last step.

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"Hahaha, good!"

Fang Heyi clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "That's the deal."

Puli just nodded and didn't speak.

The dozen or so people who accompanied him were also beaming.

On this occasion, Pu Li felt more and more thorns on his back, and laughed dryly: "Old Fang, I'll go see how the meat is doing first. My junior brother is rough. This is the heart that Mr. Fang brought from the grassland, so we can't waste it."

"The master is himself."

Fang Heyi shook his hand indifferently, as if he was the host.

Looking at the lonely back of the burly monk, the faces of several people were even more joyful.

"what?"

Overjoyed, Fang Fang, who was about to grab a drink, suddenly turned his head, looked at a few crows flying in the sky, and groaned.

"Cheng'er."

The old man with the goatee asked in a low voice.

Fang Fang looked towards the direction of the forest, frowning slightly.

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"This old thief is too deceitful."