Splendid peasant girl busy farming

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Beijing.

The backyard of Wuzhuang Temple.

Zi Yan stretched out her hands to straighten the collar of the Taoist robe on Xingyun's body.

"Look at what it looks like now, how magnificent it is."

"But it feels like something is missing."

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

"Remember, you still need a whisk."

Ziyan took out a dust whisk from somewhere and put it on Xingyun's left hand. She looked at the image of Xingyun in the mirror, nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right, it's perfect like this, and it has the spirit of Taoism."

Xingyun forced a rather stiff smile...

He was very helpless.

Since coming to Wuzhuang Temple, until now, Ziyan has been messing around for a long time.

Starting from the face, using various makeup items, trimming the face...

Xingyun felt that his face was a field, which Ziyan could plant and cultivate.

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

With a white beard, gray hair on the temples, and a rolled up bun, there is a Taoist temperament between his eyebrows and eyes.

He himself can't describe it in words, but he can feel an obvious thing.

He glanced at it, and he was sure that he really looked like a serious Taoist priest, and there was no lie.

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

"Zi Yan, you made me like this, can you really fool me? What those two women saw before was my original appearance, not my current appearance." Xingyun expressed doubts.

"The face I made for you is the appearance of the master of Wuzhuang Temple..."

"The Lord of the Wuzhuang Temple is our secret guard, and it's not fixed. There are several people who play this role together. Whoever plays this role must pretend to be like this, so as to win people's trust."

"As for your original identity, it can't be used anymore, and people might notice it. Just find an excuse and hesitate to go over."

Zi Yan explained slowly.

After thinking about it for a while, Xingyun understood Zi Yan's thoughts.

The biggest problem with his original appearance is that he is too much like himself. Xingyun is quite well-known among the high-level people in the capital, and the possibility of being recognized is not small.

In this way, it is not as easy to use as the "master of Wuzhuang Temple".

"Has Qiaoyun settled down?" Xingyun asked.

"You don't have to worry about these, I won't make mistakes in my work."

"I didn't realize until I saw Qiaoyun was beaten to death that it wasn't Qiaoyun who was sitting in it in the first place, but the person you arranged... Qiaoyun, you have already transferred her."

Xingyun was very convinced in his heart, he was noticed at the beginning, as for "Qiaoyun" being whipped to death by Mr. Feng...

The acting of playing the role of the dead is simply superb, definitely not what the real Qiao Yun can do.

From that moment on, Xingyun fully reacted.

Qiaoyun was transferred on the way, the real Qiaoyun was replaced, and the "Qiaoyun" who finally followed Mr. Feng into the manor was no longer the real Qiaoyun, but a fake Qiaoyun after being replaced.

Then, it's no surprise that the scene plays out as the deadly corpse.

"You should recognize the girl who plays Qiaoyun."

"Who? I don't know."

"You can't recognize it even after putting on make-up? Miss Mickey, who is new to the dark guard, you even taught her swordsmanship."

"It's her, this little girl, she has a way."

Xingyun couldn't help but patted his forehead. He really didn't expect that it was Mi Qi who played Qiaoyun.

"Don't pat your forehead, your makeup hasn't finalized yet, it will smudge." Zi Yan frowned.

"understood."

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

"Is it so evil? Can you come so soon?" Xingyun didn't quite believe it.

"Do you think that I just did this? A few days ago, I have already arranged the layout. The families of the two women have all learned a lesson and let them know what it means to be killed by ghosts." Zi Yan sneered.

"As the saying goes, it's never a disaster for your family. If you do this, isn't it crossing the line?"

"They enjoy the benefits of the two women entrapping others. 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, you can do whatever you want, I just need to play my role well." Xingyun decided not to ask too much, anyway, she was justified.

"That's good, you do your own thing well, and I'll consider the rest." Ziyan said.

What else can Xingyun say.

Fortunately, he has long been used to Ziyan being so domineering. A few years ago, when he entered the dark guard for the first time and met Ziyan, Ziyan at that time was just a slightly stubborn little girl. In a short time, she grew into what she was later.

Perhaps, Ziyan learned Yang Ruoqing's domineering side, but hid the woman's tender side.

I don't know what kind of man will be able to make Zi Yan's heart beat in the future?
At least, he hasn't seen it yet.

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

"The two female benefactors brought a lot of people, and they want to see the temple master."

"Go." Xingyun stood up.

Zi Yan had disappeared long ago, and he didn't know what to do, he was the only one here to deal with this matter.

Xingyun stepped into the main hall of the Taoist temple, and saw two women, the scar-faced old lady and the red-clothed old lady, with their family members, bowing to him with panicked expressions.

"Excuse me, what is the benefactor doing?" Xingyun said lightly.

"Monastery Master, there was a blue-clothed Taoist priest in Guiguan yesterday who asked us to come here." The scar-faced old lady hurriedly said.

"As soon as the benefactor said it, Pindao knew about it. Junior Wuweizi has something to leave, and Pindao can take care of your affairs." Xingyun said slowly.

"Help me, Lord, our family, young and old, will lose our lives."

The scar-faced old lady and the red-clothed old lady knelt down on the ground together, and the rest of their family quickly knelt down too.

"Female benefactor, please speak up slowly if you have something to say, don't make a big gift." Xingyun waved his sleeves.

"Guard Master, our lives are really in danger. The Guan Master refuses to help us. We would rather kneel and die on the ground."

The scar-faced old lady and the red-clothed old lady were full of tears and snot. They were indeed terrified. After returning home, they had nightmares all night.

In addition to their family members, they have been haunted by ghosts these days, making them realize that their lives are about to be lost.

In order to save their lives, they are now going all out.

"You two come in and talk."

Xingyun turned around and walked towards the inner room, there were too many people outside, so it was inappropriate to say too much.

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

After closing the door, Xingyun sat cross-legged on the futon, put the fly whisk on his legs, and had a Taoist spirit.

(End of this chapter)