Seeing the old Daoist people, the expressions of the people present changed dramatically.

Some people think that her transformation during this period is very different from her temperament in the past two years.

"Oh? Evil? Are you sure, Master?"

Yan Zhixu was pointed at by Fuchen, there was no panic on his face, a pleasant chuckle overflowed from his throat, and he looked at the old way.

Not to mention the golden light of spiritual energy and merit all over this person, the breath is turbid.

It can be seen that there are many bad deeds in the past, and there are many things that have been cheated and abducted, and they are all skilled in cheating.

"evildoer!"

"The old Taoist hunter has never seen or missed it for many years. You can't speak eloquently here, and your tongue is like a lotus flower, to deceive people!"

The old man snorted and waved the whisk in his hand, and it was Yan Zhixu who bit the evildoer to death.

Fu Shimo pushed the spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose, staring at each other with sharp eyes, a chill and a sense of oppression blowing over his face.

"..."

Lao Dao was stared at by this sight, his whole body was hairy, the hand holding the whisk was trembling, his legs were weak, and he felt fear for no reason in his heart.

He pretended to be calm, "This evildoer is not a problem, you can prepare a pot of black dog blood and pour it on her, but the evil spirit has not dissipated. It's better not to approach her easily for a while."

As soon as Lao Dao's solution came out, before the director and other actors could speak, Lu Xun gritted his teeth angrily.

He rolled up his sleeves, strode forward, grabbed Lao Dao's robe and pulled it.

"Monster? Splashing black blood? What the **** are you doing? You like to talk nonsense, right? I'll tear your **** up today!"

I don't know if it was because of the strength in his hands or the poor quality of the old-fashioned clothes, when he pulled, there was a sound of clothes cracking.

Lu Xun was burning with anger, grabbed the opponent's beard, and yanked it to the ground, and the white wig on his head fell to the ground.

His clothes were tattered, his face was scratched and bleeding, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Master, why don't you continue talking? You are talking, bitch, scumbag, black-hearted liar pretending to be!"

"Let go, let go... What are you doing? Do you know it's against the law for you to beat me like this?"

Lao Dao was beaten with no strength to fight back, and he gasped in pain, so he had to pick up legal weapons to protect himself.

The style of the painting is strange and sudden. When everyone saw the two scuffled together and the fake beard and wig on the ground, they immediately understood.

Emotion is a liar? !

Fu Shimo picked up the phone and made a call.

After the call, he put the phone back in his pocket, "Breaking the law? You are suspected of fraud, promoting feudal superstition and slander. I have already called the police."

His voice was warm and cold, and he exuded a strong aura.

I didn't have to move my fingers, my thoughts fluctuated and even the air was agitating, everyone just thought it was too windy today.

Ba Rui's spell fell on the old man, and the old man felt a colicky pain in his heart, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart and lungs.

"Uh... it hurts..."

Lao Dao squatted down and clutched his chest.

The severe pain is unbearable, but the brain is abnormally awake, and I can't faint even if I want to faint.

Fifteen minutes later, the police arrived at the scene, grabbed Lao Dao and detained him in a police car and returned to the station for investigation.

"..."

Looking at their backs, Yan Yunhan made up his mind, picked up his mobile phone to find the recording and sent it to the police station anonymously.

Cheng Du felt embarrassed and said, "Sorry, there was a misunderstanding because I didn't find out his origin in advance."

This old man was recommended by a friend, and the other party made a lot of hype, and no one thought that there was any real material.

The assistant director was worried that the matter would be found on his head, and he also went on and on and hoped that the big things would become small, and the small things would become small.

"Yeah, who knew it turned out to be a liar, but people are also trying to get a bite to eat, so call the police..."

heard.

Yan Zhixu didn't notice that the wind and rapids just now were not right, so he copied his pocket with one hand, swept towards the assistant director, and made fun of it.

"What? Deputy Director Zhang has an opinion?"

"No, no, I'll just say it casually."

The assistant director touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly, and was extremely anxious.