Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

"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.

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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.

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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.

Chapter 84 Less Trees Are Not Advisable

The square pattern of Qingyun Temple glowed faintly, and the surging spiritual power fluctuations enveloped the entire dilapidated Taoist temple, colliding fiercely with the splendor of the red fox.

Lu Chen waved his hand to restrain the mountain protection formation.

The formation to protect the mountain was built by Lu Chen with the power of four nights to assist the Taoist incense. The formation sensed the prehistoric aura of the red fox, and a conflict occurred.

The vision all over the sky slowly dissipated, and the shimmering light on the red fox's body gradually extinguished.

The young Taoist priest and the woman in red stood on the porch, quietly watching the red fox that had turned from a coma to a deep sleep.

After being nourished by Lu Chen's spiritual power and bandaged with mountain herbs, the condition of the red fox has gradually stabilized, and the wounds on his body are showing signs of healing.

Qinghan's eyes shook slightly: "It was disturbed."

Lu Chen turned his head slowly.