Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 101 Blood Gourd
Clear Cloud View.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground holding a small dried fish, the blue cat looked at the two figures who were suddenly sent away by Lu Chen, stopped licking, and sat there blankly, its face twitching from time to time.

Gone?

Is this gone? !
He suddenly understood why Lu Chen was able to capture him back...

The young Taoist priest in the quiet room turned his head slowly, his eyes swept across the blue cat, the blue cat squeezed out an ugly smile, and then fled to the outer hall without a trace of hesitation with the small dried fish in its mouth.

Lu Chen watched the blue cat leave, his expression softened a little, but there was still a slight chill in Danfeng's eyes.

Thinking for a while, the young Taoist pushed open the hidden door in the room and moved down the corridor step by step.

In the dark room that was originally dark, at this moment a group of dazzling lights flickered in the corner, exuding strong wind and spiritual power.

In the light cluster, one can vaguely see a woman sitting cross-legged.

Not far away, the fragments of Qiong Qiegg next to the alchemy furnace have been exhausted, leaving only some leftover scraps casually scattered aside.

Lu Chen looked at the figure of the woman in the light group, and nodded slightly: "The effect is not bad."

This is the body that Lu Chen built for Qing Han last night with the fragments of the poor egg, which is enough to inject Qing Han's remnant soul into it, avoiding hiding in the soul arresting bell all day long.

Greatly improved the effect of Qinghan Primordial Bloodline Nirvana.

Now most of the casting of the spirit body for Qinghan has been basically completed, and the rest is to inject the soul.

Lu Chen's hanging heart was relieved. After casting a spirit body for Qinghan, he was free to search for Chu Sen's traces.

Casting the spirit body, injecting the soul into it, and then merging the two are so delicate. If there is any accident, both the soul and the spirit will suffer.

So Lu Chen didn't dare to be careless at all, for fear that something might happen to Qinghan.

When returning from the underground palace last night, Lu Chen thought about chasing Chu Sen, but at that time, the poor man was about to break his shell, and Lu Chen was afraid of accidents, so he returned to Qingyun Temple first.

The same is basically true for casting a spirit body for Qinghan.

After a long time, I'm afraid that the prehistoric aura of Qiongqidan's fragments will be greatly reduced, which is not conducive to Qinghan's fusion of God in the future.

After confirming that Qing Han was safe, Lu Chen turned around slowly, looking at the mottled and damaged walls of the dark room, Dan Feng's eyes were deep and her voice was low: "Chu Sen..."

Lu Chen never imagined that this man who met outside Qingyun Guan could stir up Fengyun of Dameng by himself.

More than 60 lives were lost, and several cities panicked.

With such a bloody debt, how could Lu Chen let him go.

But how to search the huge Yushui City?

The more he thought about it, the colder Lu Chen's eyes became.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound sounded behind Lu Chen, and the lingering light group suddenly shattered, revealing Qinghan who was sitting cross-legged in the middle.

At this moment, Qing Han's eyes are closed, but his face is a little pale, and his appearance is exactly the same as the first time he met Lu Chen in his dream, a red dress swaying with the twilight, dusty and beautiful.

After the light cluster was shattered, the dazzling light penetrated into the body of the woman in red like a dragon and snake, adding a bit of blood and vitality to Qinghan's face and vermilion lips that could be called Qingshi.

In a moment, all the light scattered in the dark room rushed towards the woman in red.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Qinghan's breathing gradually stabilized.

"almost."

Lu Chen opened his mouth slowly, the celestial master's seal in his mind was shining brightly, and the spiritual gate penetrated the eyes of the young Taoist priest.

Qinghan's soul has been successfully injected into the spirit body, and the next step is to fuse the soul, which requires Lu Chen to combine the two things that were not originally part of one body into one.

The eyes of the young Taoist priest shone brightly, muttering words in his mouth, and the handprints were constantly changing. Every time a handprint was pinched out, a stream of light shot into Qinghan's body.

The body of the woman sitting cross-legged on the ground came alive at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

Yushui City Special Operations Team, in the office of the team leader.

Nan Huaiqin and a series of high-level action groups frowned when they heard the information brought back by the iceberg girl.

The murderers who ambush the fighters in Dameng City flowed into Yushui City. For Yushui City, this is an unprecedented crisis, but also an unprecedented opportunity.

As long as the timing is right, this lawless murderer can be uprooted.

But...Compared to opportunities, it is clear that the crisis will be greater.

On a simple piece of recording board, there are some information and materials about the demon monks Bai Yu, Chu Sen, and Meng An.

Under Chu Sen's name, the word Jiufu Dongtian is particularly eye-catching.

The group of people looked at the Nine Mansion Cave Sky, and their complexions involuntarily became a little darker.

After a while, Nan Huaiqin suddenly got up, and the staff in charge of all aspects responded in unison, and quickly left the office to start their respective preparations.

In the blink of an eye, almost all the dozen or so people in the office had dispersed, leaving only two girls, Nan Huaiqin and Ling Lin'er Qin Ping, with sad faces, silent.

Since entering the secret place in the western suburbs, Nan Huaiqin seemed to have changed. From that old man who was energetic and old, he became extremely tired from the vicissitudes of life, with a hunched back and tired eyes.

Nan Huaiqin sat down again, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and slowly closed his eyes: "Did Lu Chen agree?"

"Lu Daochang agrees."

Ling Liner nodded slowly, and delivered the signed letter of appointment to the teacher.

"Lucky for the people of Yushui!"

The exhausted Nan Huaiqin was obviously relieved, his cold face relaxed a bit, he opened the drawer and took out a badge, and said in a deep voice: "Send this appointment letter to the Imperial Capital Archives as soon as possible to seal it up and read it Level authority: S."

"S?!"

The two girls looked at the badge on the table, their eyes trembled almost at the same time.

Qin Ping stared blankly, looked at the old man in a murmur, his gaze kept flickering: "Teacher, is this... a little too serious?"

Nan Huaiqin is the leader of Yushui City's special operations team. It may be said that he has a high status in Yushui City, but it is nothing compared to the whole of China, whether it is cultivation or status.

But the badge that the old man took out really meant something extraordinary.

That is a kind of recognition, the recognition from China.

It is Shenzhou's recognition of Nanhuaiqin's sect.

The badge that only great contributors have is also passed down by Nan Huaiqin from the teacher who has passed away.

However, Nan Huaiqin did not use the badge to keep the position he might lose, but used the badge to ensure Lu Chen's situation.

Because Nan Huaiqin understands that if the recovery of spiritual power advances quickly, he may not be able to handle what happens next.

But Lu Chen, not necessarily.

This young Taoist priest with a mysterious background, who seemed to appear suddenly, may not only be relied on by Yushui City.

In the future, it may also be the support of the whole world.

Enough to make Nan Huaiqin have high hopes.

Sending it to the Imperial Capital Archives means that basically no one has the right to read Lu Chen's identity, no matter who takes over the Yushui City Special Operations Team later.

This is the last thing Nan Huaiqin can do for the people of Yushui City.

Nan Huaiqin smiled faintly, all the sorrow and worry brought about by the murderer's inflow into Yushui City were all gone with the wind.

At this moment, the sixtieth old man was more relaxed than ever.

As long as Lu Chen is sure to take over the burden, he has nothing to worry about.

No matter what happens to him, at least Yushui City is safe.

Qin Ping wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ling Lin'er.

The iceberg girl slowly shook her head towards her best friend, Ling Liner was as delicate as a hair, and naturally understood the teacher's good intentions.

At the same time, she also understands that it is inevitable for the teacher to be transferred after doing this.

Qin Ping, a short-haired girl, hesitated to speak, and finally could only sigh softly, with a helpless expression on her face.

Ling Liner's eyes flickered, and she said in a low voice, "Teacher, who might take over in the future..."

Nan Huaiqin with a relaxed expression smiled slightly: "Your clan."

"Clan?"

The iceberg girl raised her head slowly, her beautiful eyes flickered, and a bad premonition rose in the girl's heart: "Who is it?"

"Ling Tianhong."

Nan Huaiqin said softly: "After he finishes dealing with the Tianchi secret realm, he should come to Yushui."

Ling Lin'er frowned suddenly, her pretty face turned cold: "It's him?!"

Nan Huaiqin nodded slowly, and smiled lightly: "It's been so many years, there's nothing we can't get through, girl."

The iceberg girl didn't say a word, she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, her eyes were indescribably complicated.

The short-haired girl who knew about her girlfriend's family affairs was also a little silent, looking at the sixty-year-old man leaning on the seat with low eyes.

They originally thought that the teacher was superfluous, but now they finally understand why the teacher did this.

-

The huge golden sun hung in the sky, and the heat wave scorched the whole city.

Life in the suburbs is slower than in the city centre.

On the side of the road, workers waiting for part-time jobs lazily hid under the trees, dodging sleepily from the poisonous sun.

Meng Anxing, who had changed into an ordinary appearance, walked among them and they were not surprised.

Meng An was carrying a pitch-black plastic bag, making it difficult to see what was inside.

He found a random courier in the same city, and Meng An just pushed the door open and entered.

"Pickup or drop off?"

The owner of the store is a middle-aged woman. The weather is too hot, and the woman is half leaning on the counter, fanning the fan in a boring way.

Meng An spoke Mandarin with a strong dialect flavor, and put the black plastic bag and address in his hand on the counter: "Send mail."

"Hey, houses here are not cheap."

The middle-aged woman stood up lazily, glanced at the address on the slip of paper, and casually asked, "What's in the bag?"

"Souvenirs to send to family."

Meng Anhan said with a smile.

The middle-aged woman took another look at Meng An. No matter from which point of view, Meng An didn't seem to have any relatives who could live in that kind of place. She couldn't help but feel a little more confused, and raised her hand to untie the plastic bag.

But as soon as he put his hand on the plastic bag, Meng An stopped him.

"What?"

The middle-aged woman glared at Meng An displeasedly: "According to the regulations, all shipments must be inspected first."

"Just don't check."

Meng An lowered his voice.

"If you don't check it, you can't send it."

The middle-aged woman murmured impatiently, and wanted to pull Meng An's hand away, but found that she couldn't pull it with such force, and subconsciously looked up, she only felt a blur in front of her eyes.

The eyes of the man in front of him turned out to be a strange green color...

The next moment, the woman's body stiffened, and her mind suddenly went blank.

Meng An's voice was low: "Can I send it now?"

"Can, can..."

The proprietress, who looked like a walking dead, nodded in a daze, and began to operate mechanically on the express software.

The proprietress, whose eyes were distracted, slowly raised her head: "Identity card."

Meng An smiled lightly: "Use yours."

"okay!"

……

A few minutes later, Meng An walked out of the store carrying a courier stub, leaving only the middle-aged woman sitting at the counter with dazed eyes, staring blankly at the front.

-

the Kongs.

In the living room of the villa, the key members of the two branches of the Kong family are basically present.

The eldest son Kong Chengye and the third son Kong Xingxue looked at Kong Linjiang sitting on the sofa with sad expressions on their faces.

"Dad, the cooperation between us and the Meng family is worth at least one billion yuan. If you are retiring now, the half a year's effort will be wasted, not to mention the initial preparation work wasted!"

Kong Chengye tugged at the collar of his shirt, trying to comfort him, but because he had said too much, the dry-mouthed middle-aged man frowned and shouted: "Where is Xiao Wu, he has no eyesight, please pour me a glass of water." .”

Nanny Wu who had been waiting by the side hastily agreed a few times, and was about to step forward with her cup.

"slow!"

Kong Linjiang raised his hand to stop the nanny, glared at the eldest son, and cursed, "You have to pour water and go yourself, this is not the place for you to yell!"

"Go down and leave them alone."

The ancient old man sitting in the middle of the sofa waved his hands and snorted coldly, "I'd like to see if they can die now that they have no one to serve them."

"Yes."

The middle-aged nanny agreed and left the living room with her head down.

Kong Chengye lost his temper for a moment and dared not speak any more.

Kong Linjiang snorted coldly, glanced at the children and grandchildren, and said in a low voice: "Now the Kong family, when is it your turn to be the master?"

The middle-aged nanny who was guarding the porch listened to the noise in the living room and smiled disdainfully.

He secretly took out the phone and looked at the courier information on the phone.

After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he gently opened the door of the villa and tiptoed out.

In the gate of the villa, a courier box from the same city was quietly placed inside the gate.

"Aunt Wu!"

The middle-aged nanny picked up the courier box and was about to enter the house, but just as she turned around, a woman shouted from behind.

Nanny Wu's mind tightened, and she turned to look.

Kong Ling'er, who was wearing a white suit, was walking towards her not far away, Nanny Wu's mind was panicked to the extreme.

Collecting the old man's hair in the morning can still fool her, but if she finds out that the delivery is wrong, her good days will be over.

The middle-aged woman turned around with a forced smile, and subconsciously hid the express box behind her.

In the final analysis, Nanny Wu is just a middle-aged woman who has not received any professional training, so it is not bad to be able to deal with it like this.

Afraid of attracting Kong Linger's attention, Nanny Wu suppressed her panic and spoke with a smile first.

"It's the clothes my kids mailed me."

This sudden answer made Kong Linger a little overwhelmed, she didn't ask at all.

But before Kong Linger could ask, Nanny Wu sighed, with a serious expression on her face: "Miss Kong, you are here!"

Kong Linger, who was interrupted, pointed to the villa, and said with a cold face, "Both uncle and third uncle are here?"

Seeing Kong Ling'er rushing into the villa in a hurry, the middle-aged nanny breathed a sigh of relief.

He casually found a cloth bag to deliver the express, and sneaked into the downstairs bedroom while the Kong family was arguing.

Carefully closing the door, the middle-aged nanny opened the express box little by little, and untied the black plastic bag, revealing a bloody cyan gourd.

Thinking about her online loans and credit cards, Nanny Wu gritted her teeth, and stuffed Kong Linjiang's belongings such as the hair that had been prepared into the gourd one by one.

Just when the gourd cover was fastened, Nanny Wu only heard the chatter outside the door suddenly stop.

"grandfather!"

"dad!"

In the next second, the exclamation of mountains and tsunamis continued to hit.

　Thanks to the Bodhi Bodhi Bodhi for the hundred rewards, thank you Boss!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)