Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 162 It’s time to go home 【Two in One】

Three hundred kilometers away from Yushui City, there is a stretch of mountains.

In the setting sun, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt floated on the tallest and tallest pine tree. The middle-aged man was holding a half-plant of Polygonum multiflorum in his hand, staring at the mountains. Slightly visible smile.

"This ghost emperor is so grand, hollowing out a mountain as a hiding place, is he really not afraid that these living people will find out?"

Ping Yuan muttered to himself, with a playful smile on his face: "Forget it, this is the end of the matter."

After finishing speaking, a generation of demon kings disappeared on the top of the mountain, and fell rapidly towards a deep valley in the distance. Like a meteor falling from the atmosphere, it smashed heavily at the entrance of the valley, splashing up dozens of meters of dust, gravel and gravel flying everywhere.

After a while, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing Ping Yuan's figure.

The middle-aged man looked at the ghostly valley and smiled softly.

"who?!"

With a sharp shout, two teams of ghost sentinels loomed out from both sides of the valley, their swords and armor shining, and they stared at the middle-aged man in front of them with murderous intent!
A ghost soldier dressed as a general walked out of the sentinels, with one hand on the ghost-headed sword at his waist, his empty ghost eyes stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, and his voice was so horrifying that it made people feel numb: "The forbidden area of ​​the Dalin Palace, Those who enter, beheaded!"

"Chong--!"

After finishing speaking, the two groups of ghost soldiers behind them pulled out their knives at the same time, the blades were unsheathed, and the clanging sound made people's ears go numb.

Ignoring the expulsion of the Ghost Armored General and the threat of dozens of ghost-headed swords, Ping Yuan looked into the depths of the valley and shouted loudly: "Ping Yuan, I'm here to visit Emperor Qing with a congratulatory gift."

Ping Yuan's voice was not loud at the beginning, but as the sound deepened, the sound became louder and louder as it got deeper into the valley, almost reaching the point of deafening, and the rocks in the entire valley were constantly shaking under the ravages of the sound waves.

"presumptuous!"

General Guijia noticed the trembling of the valley duanzi, and his face changed suddenly. Even though he knew he was invincible, his momentum did not weaken at all.

Ping Yuan stood where he was, letting the blade bully him, without any intention of resisting or avoiding, and looked at the depths of the valley without distraction.

"slow!"

Seeing that the distance between the ghost head sword and Pingyuan's neck was less than [-] centimeters, a low shout resounded from the valley. He looked back in shock.

I saw ripples in the air at the entrance of the valley, and a Confucian scholar who was over sixty years old stepped forward, stepped forward with his hands behind his back, and said in a cold voice, "Put the sword away."

"Yes!"

After seeing the person coming, the two teams of ghost sentinels, including General Guijia put their knives into their sheaths at the same time, took a step back, and saluted with both hands: "See Xiangguo!"

The [-]th Confucian scholars who ranked among the top three in the entire underground palace did not pay attention to the etiquette of those ghost sentinels.

On the contrary, amidst the astonishment of the ghost soldiers, he put on his crown and girdle, with a gentle smile on his face, and took three steps forward. He bowed to the middle-aged man who was holding Polygonum multiflorum in his hand, and said in a warm voice, "Dalin Chao Prime Minister Yi Qin, have you met?" By Yuan Yaowang."

Ping Yuan nodded his head in return, and asked with a slightly puzzled smile, "Is Yi Xiangguo aware of this deity?"

Yi Qin smiled slightly, and looked up at the middle-aged man: "Why do you have to say so clearly about some things?"

"Ha ha ha ha……!"

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Ping Yuan clapped his palms and nodded: "Da Lin, it really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Yi Qin turned slightly, and respectfully said: "My lord is waiting for the demon king, and please invite the demon king to come in."

"it is good!"

There was a flash of light in Ping Yuan's eyes, and he was not polite, and walked forward with the Polygonum multiflorum in his hand, his eyes did not change at all.

It wasn't until the two disappeared in the deepest part of the valley that the sentinel general responsible for guarding the safety of the underground palace slowly turned his head. Looking at the location where the two disappeared, a cold light flashed in his eyes. The guards and sentries are all on standby, and the security of the underground palace is increased, not a single fly can be let go."

The sentinel gave a notification, and went to inform the other soldiers with the demon sword in his arms.

The general looked back at the place where Ping Yuan disappeared, and smiled coldly.

……

In the underground palace, it is still majestic and majestic.

Yi Qin walked in the front, nodded slightly, and folded his hands in front of him.

Qing Emperor Li Qi valued etiquette the most, and now that Yuan came to the door, it was not clear whether it was an enemy or a friend, Yi Qin and other positions did not dare to force His Majesty's eyebrows.

On the other hand, Ping Yuan still maintains a dignified posture, with one hand behind his back and the other holding the Polygonum multiflorum in his palm, with his head held high, his expression unchanged, and he has no sense of crisis of going deep into the enemy army alone.

At the end of the underground palace, on the dragon chair, the ghost emperor dressed in a dragon robe was sitting in it, his eyes contained the majesty of an indifferent emperor, looking at the posture of the middle-aged man with his head held high, Li Qi's eyes were a little cold A few points.

"Your Majesty, the Pingyuan Demon King has been invited."

Yi Qin knelt down on the ground, raised his hands above his head, and bowed in a low voice.

Before Li Qi could open his mouth, Ping Yuan nodded slightly, handed over half of the Polygonum multiflorum in his hands, and said in a warm voice: "Ping Yuan, please prepare a small gift to show your heart, and visit Emperor Qing."

The ghost emperor saw the Polygonum multiflorum in Ping Yuan's hand, which was only half left, his eyes turned cold again, but he concealed it well, glanced at the Polygonum multiflorum, and said with a soft smile: "This matter is really what the Demon King did."

Ping Yuan slowly stood up straight, smiled lightly, and said without hesitation, "It's exactly what I did."

"Oh?"

A sharp light flashed in Li Qi's eyes, and he said with a deep smile: "Then, the reason why the Demon King came here today is to show off his might with me?"

As soon as the ghost emperor finished speaking, black shadows flashed in the dark corners on both sides of the underground palace.

Even Yi Qin, who was closest to the two of them, said badly in his heart, his sixtieth face changed again and again, as if he was thinking about how to stop the two of them from fighting each other.

But Ping Yuan smiled faintly, he didn't care about the dangers hidden in the dark, looked up at Li Qi's eyes, and asked: "If it's for showing off, why should someone come here?"

"Oh?"

Li Qi chuckled, and the indifference in his eyes changed slightly: "Then why is the demon king doing this trip?"

"Of course it's a gift."

After all, Ping Yuan pushed the Polygonum multiflorum, which was still half in his hand, in front of Li Qi, and said with a faint smile: "Because someone is new here, whether it's a strong dragon or a weak snake, after all, he's still a homeless ghost." , when we arrive at Yushui, no matter what, we should come to pay respects to the top of the mountain.”

Li Qi sneered, and asked back: "Is this considered salutation?"

As for the Polygonum multiflorum under his feet, he didn't even look at it. How could the [-] ghost soldiers of a ghost emperor care about such a treasure that others have used?What's more, the treasures of heaven and earth were taken away from him in the first place, so Li Qi naturally wouldn't take them seriously.

If it was normal, just relying on Yuan's ability to snatch natural materials and earthly treasures and kill his ghost soldiers, Li Qi would be furious and tear up the middle-aged man in front of him.

but……

Now this Yushui has a Lu Chen who can't see the details clearly, so this has been suppressing the anger in his heart.

Otherwise, the three crimes of deceiving the emperor that Ping Yuan committed since he was outside the underground palace are enough to make Ping Yuan die several times.

Ping Yuan's complexion did not change at all, and he had such a broad vision after living for ten thousand years. As for Li Qi's threats, coercion, and methods hidden in the dark, Ping Yuan didn't care much.

Thousands of years ago, Ping Yuan walked in the Dagan Palace with a straighter posture than this. When he faced the Dagan Zulong and the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty, Ping Yuan was never afraid. Now he is just a lonely ghost in a remote village. In such a situation, how could he be able to frighten this great demon who has lived for thousands of years?

Ping Yuan ignored the change in Li Qi's expression, and smiled lightly: "Someone naturally knows that just a few small objects are not a congratulatory gift, and some person has never regarded such objects as treasures."

Hearing Ping Yuan's words, Li Qi's face darkened a bit, Ping Yuan's words were cryptic, but the irony was self-evident.

Even Yi Qin, who was standing aside with his head bowed, changed greatly. He has been with the king and the tiger for many years, and he can clearly feel that this behavior of Ping Yuan has touched Li Qi's bottom line, and he is secretly preparing to resist the attack that may come at any time. The wrath of the falling sky.

The ghost pawns who were hiding in the dark and had already prepared to attack were also restless after hearing this.

"That's why someone has prepared a great gift for His Majesty Emperor Qing."

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Ping Yuan smiled faintly, with this mysterious light shining in his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the underground palace eased a little.

Li Qiduan sat on the dragon chair, looked at the confident middle-aged man, and became interested: "I don't know what kind of gift the Demon King will prepare for me?"

Ping Yuanfeng shook his head calmly: "It's not a big gift, but it should be able to solve His Majesty Qing's heart."

"Oh?"

The ghost emperor's eyes flickered on the dragon chair, and he couldn't help leaning forward a little, and couldn't help chuckling: "Do you know what's on my mind?"

Ping Yuan raised his head slowly, stared into Li Qi's eyes, and said two words loudly: "Lu Chen."

The entire underground palace was instantly quiet, and the expressions of the monarch and his ministers on and off the dragon chair froze at the same time.

Obviously, Lu Chen is the ghost emperor Li Qi's most hated.

Seeing the changes in the expressions of the two, Ping Yuan understood that his strategy had worked, and his eyes brightened a little.

After a while, Li Qi's expression returned to normal, but there was still a bit of puzzlement in his eyes: "Lu Chen, how can it be considered a gift?"

"He, Lu Chen, is naturally not a gift,"

Ping Yuanlang laughed, took a step forward, and faced the ghost emperor on the dragon chair, refusing to give up an inch.

Based on the scene of Yuan coming forward, Li Qi and Yi Qin did not change, but the ghost soldiers hiding in the dark were a little panicked, and almost rushed out of the shadows, completely submerging the middle-aged man in front of them.

On the dragon chair, Li Qi suddenly raised his hand, and all the ghost soldiers who came forward stopped in unison.

Ping Yuan still had a smile on his face, and his voice was full of temptation: "But if you can get rid of Lu Chen, is it a gift?"

The ghost emperor remained silent for a while, and then a sinister smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. The ghost emperor Li Qi shook his hand, and the ghost pawns hiding in the shadows retreated instantly, turning into wisps of black smoke and disappearing.

"With the Demon King, is there a way to get rid of that stinky Taoist priest?"

Li Qi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No."

Ping Yuan shook his head and chuckled: "This son is extraordinary, he is no different than the Zhang family sage, and his current methods are close to those of heaven and man."

Li Qi was very interested, leaning on the armrest of the dragon chair, and asked: "Then how confident are you that you can get rid of that Lu Chen?"

Ping Yuan smiled heartily, with a hint of meaning in his eyes: "Although there is no way, but someone knows a little bit."

"what?"

"That bone demon is not qualified to talk to His Majesty..."

Ping Yuan paused for a while, and continued to say mysteriously: "Brief with Jinlan."

"Hahahahahaha...!"

The demon and the ghost who were confronting each other were quiet for a moment, and then clapped their hands and laughed, the laughter was extremely carefree.

"interesting!"

Li Qi nodded with a smile, his eyes sparkling brightly.

……

As the sun sets in the west, the entire Yushui City is gradually shrouded in darkness.

Under an old locust tree on the outskirts of the city, an ancient and rare old monk with skin as dry as bark sat cross-legged under the tree. Come out, the night is filled, even if someone passes by the old monk, they may not notice that there is still an old monk sitting here.

The bushes in the distance swayed slightly, and a tall man behind the old monk quietly landed behind the old monk, clasped his hands together: "I have seen the holy monk."

The demon monk Bai Yu, who was listed as an A-level wanted evil cultivator by the government, spoke slowly: "Have you found it?"

"Find some."

The tall man clasped his fists and muttered: "Chu Sen, the head disciple of the holy monk, died at the hands of Lu Chen in Qingyao Mountain. That day someone saw Lu Chen leaving the Kong family carrying Chu Sen's body, but no one knew where he was going. Chu Sen No one knows where the body is."

The old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground nodded slowly, sighed and said: "It really is him, this is exactly what the old monk thought about."

"Forget it, since you don't know where the body is, it's not hard for you."

Bai Yu smiled lightly, and couldn't hear any joy, anger, sorrow or joy in his words: "Although your cultivation level is not high, when it comes to the ability to sell news, you can be called the number one in this world."

After finishing speaking, Bai Yu casually dropped a bloated storage bag, and said casually, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go."

The tall man took a step back in fear and fear, and shook his head again and again: "It is absolutely impossible for a holy monk. It is my blessing to be able to work for the holy monk!"

Bai Yu stood up slowly, shook her head: "You deserve it."

The tall man knew Bai Yu's character, so he didn't shirk putting the storage bag in his arms, and asked again with some hesitation: "Boy, I don't know if I should ask it or not."

Under the locust tree, Bai Yu clasped his hands together and slightly nodded at Crescent Moon in the air: "Just ask."

The tall man hesitated again and again, hesitatingly said: "I don't know where the holy monk is going next?"

"Where to go?"

The withered old monk groaned, and said with a faint smile, "Since we can't find Sen'er's body, the old monk should go to Qingyao Mountain to ask for it in person."

"Master and apprentice, since he respects me as a teacher, he is my own son."

"In this world, there is no reason why a child dies accidentally. Parents don't collect their children's corpses, and let their children's corpses wander outside."

"Am I right?"

Without waiting for the man behind him to answer, Bai Yu smiled lightly, looking at the stars in the sky, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "It's time to go home, Sen'er."

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(End of this chapter)