Beijing.

Wuzhuangguan backyard.

Zi Yan stretched out her hand to straighten the collar of Xing Yun's Taoist robe.

"Look at what he looks like now, how majestic he is."

"But I feel like there's still something missing."

Zi Yan thought for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Remember, you still need a whisk."

Zi Yan took out a whisk from nowhere and placed it on Xing Yun's left hand. She looked at Xing Yun's image in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

"Yes, this is perfect. It has the aura of Taoism."

Xingyun reluctantly showed a rather stiff smile...

He was very helpless.

From the time I came to Wuzhuang Temple to now, I have been manipulated by Zi Yan for a long time.

Start playing with the face, use various cosmetics, and trim the face...

Xingyun felt that his face was like a field, allowing purple smoke to be cultivated and cultivated.

After finishing the work, he found that he seemed to be a changed person, and his whole temperament was completely new.

With his white beard, gray hair, and rolled up hair, there is a Taoist temperament between his eyebrows.

It was difficult for him to describe it in words, but he could feel something very obvious.

With just one glance, he was able to confirm that he really looked like a serious Taoist priest, and he was absolutely telling the truth.

The only thing that doesn't look like me is myself.

"Zi Yan, how can you really fool me after you made me like this? Those two women saw my original appearance before, not this one." Xing Yue expressed doubts.

"The face I made for you looks like the master of Wuzhuang Temple..."

"The Master of Wuzhuang Temple is one of our secret guards, and it is not fixed. It is played by several people. Whoever plays this role must disguise himself in this way, so as to win the trust of others."

"As for your original identity, you can't use it anymore. People may notice it. Just find an excuse to falter."

Zi Yan slowly explained.

Xingyun thought for a moment and understood Zi Yan's thoughts.

The biggest problem with his original appearance was that he looked too much like himself. Xingyun was quite well-known among the top brass in the capital, so the possibility of being recognized was not small.

In this way, the identity of "Master of Wuzhuang Temple" is not as useful.

"Has Qiaoyun settled down?" Xingyun asked.

"You don't have to worry about any of this, I won't do anything wrong."

"I saw Qiao Yun being beaten to death, and then I realized that it was not Qiao Yun who was sitting there in the first place, but the person you arranged... Qiao Yun, you have long ago transferred him."

Xingyun was very convinced. He was noticed from the beginning. As for "Qiaoyun" being whipped to death by Mr. Feng...

The performance of playing the dead man was simply superb and could not be achieved by the real Qiaoyun.

From that moment on, Xingyun finally came to his senses.

Qiao Yun was transferred halfway, and the real Qiao Yun was replaced. The "Qiao Yun" who finally followed Mr. Feng into the manor was no longer the real Qiao Yun, but the fake Qiao Yun after being replaced.

Then, it is not surprising that the scene plays the role of a corpse.

"You should recognize the girl who plays Qiaoyun."

"Who? I don't recognize him."

"You can't recognize her even though she's wearing makeup? Miss Miqi is the new member of the secret guard. You even taught her swordsmanship."

"It's her. This little girl has her own way."

Xingyun couldn't help but slap his forehead. He really didn't expect that it was Mickey who played Qiaoyun.

"Don't pat your forehead. Your makeup hasn't been finalized yet, so you'll be patting flowers." Zi Yan frowned.

"knew."

"You rest for half an hour, and the two women will bring their whole family to Wuzhuang Temple."

"Is it so evil? Coming so soon?" Xingyun didn't believe it.

"Do you think I did this just now? I had already planned it a few days ago. The families of those two women have all learned a lesson and let them know what it means to have a ghost claim your life." Zi

Yan sneered.

"As the saying goes, no harm can harm your family. Is this going too far?"

"They enjoy the benefits of two women cheating others, but of course they have to bear the backlash. This is karma... Therefore, there is no behavior that crosses the line." Zi Yan said lightly.

"Okay, whatever you say is fine. I just have to play my role well."

"That's good, you do your own thing, and I'll take care of the rest," Zi Yan said.

What else can Xingyun say.

Fortunately, he has long been accustomed to Zi Yan being so domineering. A few years ago, when he first entered the secret guard and met Zi Yan, Zi Yan was just a slightly stubborn little girl at that time. Who would have expected that in such a short time

In a short period of time, she grew up to what she will become later.

Perhaps, Zi Yan has learned Yang Ruoqing's domineering side, but has hidden the tender side of the woman.

I wonder what kind of man will be able to make Zi Yan's heart flutter in the future?

At least, he hasn't seen it yet.

Next, after waiting for half an hour, a little Taoist priest came in from outside to report.

"The two female donors brought many people with them, and they wanted to see the temple master."

"Let's go." Xingyun stood up.

Zi Yan has long since disappeared, and no one knows what he was busy with. He is the only one here to deal with this matter.

Xingyun stepped into the main hall of the Taoist temple and saw two women, the old lady with a scarred face and the old lady in red clothes, with their family members, saluting towards him with anxious expressions.

"Without the gift, what does the donor have to do with you?" Xingyun said calmly.

"Master, there was a Taoist priest in blue in your temple yesterday and he asked us to come over." The scar-faced old woman said quickly.

"As soon as the female benefactor said it, Pindao already knew that Junior Brother Wuweizi has something to do and he has to leave. Pindao can take care of your affairs," Xingyun said slowly.

"Master, please help me. Our family's lives are at risk."

The old woman with the scarred face and the old woman in red knelt down on the ground together, and the rest of their family quickly knelt down as well.

"Female donor, please get up. Please speak slowly if you have anything to do. Don't make any more lavish gifts." Xing Yun waved her sleeves and said.

"Master Guan, our lives are really in danger. The Master does not agree to help us. We would rather kneel on the ground and die."

The old woman with the scarred face and the old woman in the red dress burst into tears and runny noses. They were really frightened, and they had nightmares all night after they went back.

In addition, their families have been haunted by ghosts in the past few days, making them realize that their lives are about to be at risk.

In order to save their lives, they are now completely risking their lives.

"You two come in and talk."

Xingyun turned around and headed towards the inner room. There were many people talking outside, so it was not appropriate to say too much.

The scar-faced old lady and the red-dressed old lady had no choice but to stand up and follow Xingyun into the inner room.
Chapter completed!