The roof of Yangcheng Global Building, at night.

"Made, what kind of stupid anchor is this? Pang Shao, this anchor in your family is really rubbish, and it's not as good as me to play a game!

Lin Zhengdong was originally idle, and he watched the live broadcast with great interest, watching the picture of Gong Guitar being abused with four pit goods. As a result, I don't know how good the gong guitar was, and the anchors of Longyun's live broadcast were brutally abused and killed in all kinds of fancy ways, and seeing the anger getting bigger and bigger, they finally chose to give up.

"Waste! It's all a group of people who can't help Adou, it's not good to be such a trivial matter! Forget it, I didn't expect them to kill Gong Ji in the game, they deserve to be abused, and they don't deserve sympathy! Dao Chief, look at it, is it okay to drag him in the game like this now?" Pang Zhantian also felt that his face was very disgraceful at this time, and scolded Guan Liuliu and a few of them for scrap materials.

Usually how much he brags himself, but the result is more than a dish, Gong Guitar can't win a team composed of a few fans at random, this is not a waste and what is it? Pang Zhantian secretly decided that this time he must cut the salaries of these people in half, and he is really sorry for the money given to them.

"That's right, Dao Chief? Dao Chief? Dao Chief? The time should be almost almost now, right? What kind of preparation do I need to do here? Huh, what about Dao Chang and others?" Lin Zhengdong immediately remembered that he was the protagonist tonight, and he was looking forward to the Dao Chief's immortal method that he could successfully perform and transfer his luck back with Gong Ji.

Lin Zhengdong and Pang Zhantian looked around and found that the head of the Pingshan Dao was missing, so they hurriedly looked for it.

"Ahem! Dao Chief, he's been standing there for almost an hour, not moving, I don't know if he is watching the stars at night! He is worthy of being a master, he can observe the stars for so long, it is really not something ordinary people can do!" Huang Shicong pointed to the top of the small house on the top of the highest place on the rooftop, and sighed with admiration.

Looking up from this angle, against the backdrop of the night, there is a master outside the world, full of people with the illusion of a fairy wind.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief, do you hear me? The hour is coming! The hour is coming!" Lin Zhengdong is not the first time to see such a Pingshan Road, what night stargazing, he used to think so, but later learned that Pingshan Dao Chang He has the habit of sleeping standing up, and he sleeps on the roof or roof, and he is no longer so naïve.

Nine times out of ten, the head of the Pingshan Dao is asleep again! Lin Zhengdong looked at the time, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening in less than five minutes, which was also the so-called Hai time. One jumped up, jumped to the side of the Hirayama Michicho, and shouted at the Hirayama Michigan. If it's not so loud, it really won't be able to wake him up. This old thing must have some ears behind it.

"Hmm, has the hour come? That's right, the hour is almost up! Mr. Lin, why are you still standing here? Come down, I'm going to draw a spirit talisman for you! Come on, prepare cinnabar, Qiankun pen!" Hirayama Dao Chang's eyes suddenly opened, pinched his fingers, and quickly jumped down.

As soon as the voice of the head of the Pingshan Dao fell, four black-clothed people immediately walked over quickly carrying a table of eight immortals. On the table are various props, including cinnabar and a Qiankun pen that Hirayama Michichi said.

Lin Zhengdong secretly rolled his eyes, I just went up to tell you to get up, okay? Do you blame me in turn? But the matter is important, Lin Zhengdong didn't care too much about Pingshan Dao Chief, and then immediately jumped down.

"Spirit talisman spell? How do you draw this? Dao Chief, just say it directly, what am I going to do next?" Lin Zhengdong is out tonight, and everything is under the orders of Dao Leader Pingzhu.

"Take it off! Take it all off! Facing the east, Siping squatted in steps, let go of the screen, and don't care about everything else!" said Pingshan Dao Chang, pulling Lin Zhengdong's upper body clothes with both hands and tearing them left and right.

Wow!

Pang Zhantian and Huang Shicong watched from the sidelines as the head of the Pingshan Daoist suddenly became rough, and they couldn't help but tighten their chrysanthemums.

"Huh? don't ...... Dao Chief, I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself!" Lin Zhengdong said hurriedly, not that he felt sorry for those clothes, but that he was not used to being torn by an old man like this, which felt weird.

At the same time, Lin Zhengdong couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, how could every time he did it, he was asked to take off his clothes. Either on the top of the mountain or on the rooftop, the cold wind blew this night, and the lower half of the body was messy and cool.

"Then you can come by yourself! Hurry up, the hour is coming! The Five Elements are going backwards and casting the formation, come on, according to the instructions of the old Tao, light up all the oil lamps! Chicken head! Black dog blood! Prepare first!"

The head of Pingshan Dao did not force Lin Zhengdong, in fact, he was not interested in taking off his pants for Lin Zhengdong. As soon as he fell, the seven or eight little brothers in black who Lin Zhengdong had arranged quickly took action, and seven hundred and forty-nine oil lamps were lit one after another. A man in black was holding a chicken in his hand, and a bloody chicken head landed on the table of the Eight Immortals. On the other side, a black dog had an almost similar fate to the chicken, and a large amount of dog blood dripped onto a large ceramic bowl with a major artery in the neck.

Ninety-nine eighty-one incense sticks are lit, but they are inserted upside down under the table, which looks strange!

Pingshan Daoist picked up a big brush as thick as his arm, dipped it in a bowl of cinnabar, and drew it in a snake manner! From Lin Zhengdong's left foot to his right foot, and from the back to the front, Lin Zhengdong's whole body was covered with red runes, which looked full of mysteries.

Pang Zhantian, Huang Shicong and others on the side faintly heard Pingshan Daoist chanting him: double points on the chest as flowers, palms as trees, buttocks as stones, forefeet into clouds, hind feet into mountains, eagles spread their wings......

It sounded like it was awesome, but in the end, a mouthful of black dog blood sprayed on Lin Zhengdong's body, and those runes suddenly seemed to become alive, flashing and flashing as if matching Lin Zhengdong's breathing rhythm. Originally, Huang Shicong still suspected that the head of Pingshan Dao might be a magic stick, but after seeing this masterpiece, he didn't doubt it anymore, he was really a capable master.

"Eight-pointed hat on the head!" Suddenly, five more men in black approached, they were lined up in decibels, holding five trays in their hands, each with a paper prop on it. The first thing that came up was a hat folded with white paper, which the head of Pingshan held in both hands and gave it to Lin Zhengdong to put on!

"Dressed in a colorful dress against the wind!" The second man in black held a tray with a piece of paper folded and seven colors of clothes, and the head of Pingshan Dao put it on Lin Zhengdong again. And this dress has a very special shape, and it is an inverted triangle when you wear it, which looks a little weird.

"The waist is tied to the skirt of the six gentlemen!" The third man in black came up again, this is a skirt of more than 20 centimeters, six pieces of paper strung with a rubber. Similarly, the head of Pingshan personally tied it to Lin Zhengdong.

"Pedal the retrograde Five Beast Shoes!" The fourth man in black came up in turn, this was a pair of paper slippers, the upper of which was printed with Canglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu and Qilin. But the head of the Pingshan Road gave Lin Zhengdong to wear it backwards, and he wore it left and right.

"Hand up against the sky Quartet war halberd!" The fifth man in black took a one-meter-five long war halberd, which was still made of paper, probably because of the urgency of time, and the craftsmanship of this paper was relatively ordinary.

Although the items look inferior, each one has a name that sounds awesome!

Pang Zhantian, who had already seen the style of the Pingshan Daoist once, was fine, and Huang Shicong, who saw the Pingshan Daoist for the first time, was stunned.

Lin Shao's appearance at this time...... Well, it's chic!