Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Before he had time to think too much, Mr. Huang walked out of the guest room, he wanted to see who was Lu Chen standing on the cusp of the storm.

"Old Huang, you are a medical authority and we believe in your vision. Tell me, just ask a few words about his pulse numbers, can he cure the old man's illness?!"

The sixtieth old man had just left the guest bedroom, and Yang Yun, who had been looking resentful, was the first to ask questions.

Huang Lao looked up at the young Taoist priest standing on the railing upstairs, with a surprised expression.

One is that he didn't expect that the person who became the target of public criticism was so young.

Second, he was a little surprised that Lu Chen could not change his expression when facing Wan Fu's accusations.

Thinking about it for a while, Huang Lao nodded in a down-to-earth manner: "Under normal circumstances, this kind of situation is really not considered a treatment process."

"Hey, how's it going?!"

Yang Yun looked surprised, pointed at Lu Chen flauntingly, and snorted coldly: "Did you hear that, the medical authorities have said so, I want to see what you, a charlatan, have to say."

"Just like you, you can fool a fool without a brain."

The descendants of the Confucius family looked at the young Taoist priest upstairs with a little more disdain.

In front of the crowd, Wang Linjing's expression darkened a bit after hearing Yang Yun's allusion.

Looking at the serious middle-aged woman, Lu Chen smiled helplessly.

Lu Chen's smile made Yang Yun very upset, and the middle-aged woman frowned: "I still have the face to smile, if I were you, I would have to jump off the stairs! Just you..."

"Well, benefactor..."

Just when Yang Yun was spitting, an extremely weak old voice sounded slowly.

Everyone looked up, and saw Kong Linjiang, who had been bowing his head in the guest bedroom, slowly raised his head, his eyes were a little red with excitement, he struggled to get out of bed, and murmured weakly: "Where is the benefactor?!"

In an instant, the entire Kong family villa was instantly quiet.

Kong Linjiang staggered out of the guest bedroom, looked around the crowd, and finally stopped on the stairs on the second floor.

"thump!"

Kong Linjiang, who was more than seventy years old, knelt down on the ground, looking at the young Taoist priest on the second floor, his body trembling.

Even the sound of breathing stopped in the entire Kong family villa.

Looking at the scene in front of her, the expression on Yang Yun's face froze instantly, her eyes looked incredulously at the old man kneeling on the ground, and the young Taoist priest upstairs with aloof air.

At that moment, Yang Yun felt as if her throat was tightly strangled by an invisible big hand, and she couldn't even speak a word.

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Tomorrow is the beginning of the month.

The dog greedily licked his face and begged for a recommendation ticket and a monthly pass.

I also hope that the parents of food and clothing can support the genuine version more.

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Chapter 1 The Inner Ghost 【Two in One】

"Old man Kong Linjiang, thank you sir for saving your life!"

The pale Kong Linjiang knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, his lips wriggling, his wrinkled face was full of tears, and he kowtowed deeply to Lu Chen.

The entire Kong family villa was filled with silence.

The two brothers Kong Chengye and Kong Xingxue looked at the strange state of the old father after waking up, and looked at each other with puzzlement in their pupils.

All the guests on the sofa subconsciously stood up, looking at the ancient man kneeling on the ground in front of them, their expressions couldn't be more shocked.

Almost all the people present had dealt with Kong Linjiang, ranging from a few years to decades. When had they ever seen the all-powerful head of the Kong family do this.

Among the descendants of the Confucius family.

Tears slowly rolled down the corners of Kong Linger's eyes, the girl raised her head slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief as if she was relieved. The pressure that had accumulated over the past few days, like the pressure of Mount Tai, finally dissipated.

A hanging heart is finally falling.

Compared to Kong Linger's relief, the faces of the descendants of the Kong family were extremely ugly.

Especially those who had ridiculed Lu Chen wantonly, their expressions were even more uncertain.

As if eating a dead fly, he buried his head deeply and did not dare to raise it.

……

Yang Yun could only feel her cheeks burning hot, especially when she felt Wang Linjing's triumphant smile, her heart was filled with anger, and her face was gloomy, as if dripping water.

This was originally a great opportunity for her to play tricks on Wang Linjing. Originally, she wanted to use Wang Linjing's eye punch this time to shake the position of Kong's family, so that she could share more of the family property after the old man's funeral.

But who knew, the old man actually got better under the inexplicable operation of the Taoist priest.

Yang Yun's fists were clenched white, and the muscles on his face were trembling in anger.

Especially when everyone's eyes are on her, she just feels like a thorn in her back, and she feels uncomfortable all over, so she really doesn't want to run away from here.

but……

Under the eyes of so many people, if he left, he would be completely lost.

Those wealthy wives who wish their tongues were a few feet long, if they talk about these things, they might be embellished to the point of embellishment. If they are really spread by these gossip women, I can't do it!

You must not become a talking point for those sluts!

You can't be looked down upon by that stinky bitch Wang Linjing!

In any case, she must win the situation for herself!

Yang Yun looked at the young Taoist priest standing on the railing on the second floor, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, an extremely dark resentment.

……

Standing in the corner, Nanny Wu's eyes were wide open, looking at the trembling Kong Linjiang, her eyes were full of disbelief.

……

"Old people don't have to be like this."

Lu Chen, who was standing behind the fence with his hands behind his back, slowly shook his head: "Poverty is entrusted by a friend, so I can't afford to be respected by an old man."