It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

He prepared the talisman paper in his hand and pushed open the door suddenly.

I saw that the curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and a small desk lamp was turned on.A painted skin ghost exuding yin energy was sitting upright on the sofa, and Lan Xiang was sitting opposite it, holding a pen and concentrating on drawing on the blank rice paper-like face of the other party.

After the last stroke was made, Lan Xiang let out a sigh of relief, stroked his chin and looked at Painted Skin Ghost's face, then patted his thigh, "It's done! I think it's not bad, see if you're satisfied."

Painted Skin Ghost said quietly: "But I don't have a mirror."

Lan Xiang: "Mirror, wait, I'll find you one."

Painted Skin Ghost didn't seem to hear Lan Xiang's words, and continued to talk to himself: "I lost my mirror, where did it go, I can't find it..."

Feng Quan walked in, "Miss the mirror?"

As he approached Painted Skin Ghost, he said, "I'm a 'fake Taoist priest' on the Internet."

Painted Skin Ghost put on a drawn manga-style face, and said excitedly: "Are you that ghost Mr. Taoist who can ask you for help? I came to ask you for help according to the address. I lost my mirror, woo Woooo..."

Feng Quan couldn't bear to look directly at the other party's face, he held his forehead, "Don't cry, all the Yin Qi has gathered here."

Painted Skink wiped away tears that didn't exist.

Lan Xiang came out after washing his paintbrush. When he saw Feng Quan, he burst into tears and said eagerly: "Feng Quan, you are back! Is this house not well feng shui? Why is it still... there is a ghost, let's rent another place? "

In the second half of the sentence, Lan Xiang almost used his breath, and he leaned behind Feng Quan, "And I didn't open my sky eyes, so I could see it, isn't this a very powerful ghost, the kind that can manifest itself in the daytime? "

Feng Quan said: "Didn't you notice that you can talk to it normally without using incense ash?"

Lan Xiang suddenly said, "Yes, why?"

Feng Quan: "Painted skin ghosts are actually not ordinary ghosts, but ghosts. Naturally, they are different from those ghosts and ghosts. Watch less ghost movies and lower your IQ."

Lan Xiang looked aggrieved.

Feng Quan looked at Painted Skin Ghost's face, then turned his head and asked Lan Xiang again: "To be honest, are you professional...not very good?"

Lan Xiang shyly said: "Actually, it should be okay. I'm very good at copying, and I can draw what I like! It's about creation... Haha, I'm only a freshman after all, and I'm already very good!"

Feng Quan said to Painted Skin Ghost: "You'd better wash off the stuff on your face before you find the mirror."

The Painted Skin Ghost had a request for someone, so it quietly answered, and floated away to the washroom.Lan Xiang suddenly patted his forehead, "It's broken! Is there a mirror in front of the sink?!"

Unfortunately, it was too late, and he felt the familiar coldness on his back again.Lan Xiang turned his head slowly stiffly, and the Painted Skin Ghost was quietly "watching" him with a berserk face.

Lan Xiang laughed a few times and hurried to La Fengquan.Feng Quan dodged his hand and gave him a helpless expression.

In the end, Lan Xiang sat on the sofa with the ink painted on his face by the painted skin ghost. Next to him was the painted skin ghost who had already washed his face, and on the opposite was Feng Quan with a serious face.

Feng Quan was the first to speak: "Just now I saw a corpse with your breath on it. But judging from the current situation, someone should have picked up your mirror and has something to do with the deceased."

This painted skin ghost has no blood in his body, has never actively harmed anyone, and looks very innocent—otherwise he would not be willing to let that boy Lan Xiang paint his face, and he has never heard of a painted skin ghost that does not face Others borrow face, but really "paint" the skin.

Painted Skin Ghost Qi Qi Ai Ai: "Then, what should I do? Someone picked it up. If I ask for it, will she return it to me?"

Feng Quan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, you found me. I'll get the mirror back for you."

Painted Skin Ghost said gratefully: "Thank you so much, you are such a good person! I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. I wanted to find a human to help me, but they either cried when they saw me, or beat me when they saw me. Me, woo woo woo..."

Feng Quan pressed his hands down, "Don't cry, you know, you have to pay for help, and we are a small business..."

The Painted Ghost said anxiously, "But I don't have any money."

"No money." Feng Quan looked very understanding, "Whatever you have as a reward is fine."

Painted Skin Ghost thought for a while, searched in the wide sleeve robe, and found a translucent thing as thin as a cicada's wing.

"It's 'Painted Skin', as they call it. Put it on your face, imagine a face, and it will look like that."

Feng Quan accepted the "skin" under Painted Skin Ghost's reluctant eyes, pretending to be embarrassed: "Well, although... well, I will try my best to help you get the mask back."

Painted Skin Ghost touched his sleeve again, and found another face.

"That..." It hesitated, with a face full of reluctance.

Feng Quan reached out to take the mask in his hand, put both of them away, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely get the mask back for you."

After the Painted Ghost left, Lan Xiang asked curiously, "What is that 'Painted Ghost's face'? Can you really change any face you want?"

Feng Quan nodded, "The Painted Skin Ghost borrows a face from people ten times, and you will get a piece of skin. Other Painted Skin Ghosts take out piles of them. This Painted Skin Ghost seems to be a bit lazy. It only looks in the mirror and doesn't borrow much from anyone. The face, the whole body has two skins."

On the next Saturday, Feng Quan and Lan Xiang went to the Taoist temple together.Liang Xingcheng told him on the phone that he was busy and needed his help.

Finally, he entered the Shanmen Memorial Archway, and saw Yi Bai holding a camera to take pictures of Liang Xingcheng.Liang Xingcheng was wearing Taoist robes, a wig, and a beard. Next to him, Shang Yang held a fan and fanned him, raising his sleeves and beard. He looked a bit fairy-like.

Feng Quan asked Lan Xiang beside him: "What is this for?"

Lan Xiang said: "Isn't this generating income for our Taoist temple? The tourism industry has prospered, and Taoism is attracting tourists."

Feng Quan was noncommittal, "Let's try it."

After Liang Xingcheng finished filming a segment, he hurriedly greeted Feng Quan and Lan Xiang.Seeing Feng Quan who had his hair cut, his eyes lit up:

"Hey! Xiao Feng looks so good-looking! I look much better than before, and the change is quite big. It's just right, come over and shoot a promotional video."

Feng Quan touched his face.This body was originally good-looking, but after he entered this body, his appearance was influenced by his soul, and he moved closer and closer to his original appearance. ——The so-called "phases are born from the heart" is the reason.

Both Feng Quan and Lan Xiang put on fairy robes, and Feng Quan also wore a wig with long hair reaching his waist.Liang Xingcheng dragged the two of them to his side, and said:

"You are the 'golden boy and jade girl', holding this—"

Feng Quan and Lan Xiang looked at each other, "Who is 'Jade Girl'?"

Liang Xingcheng: "Uh... I made a mistake, it's the boy of 'Bright Breeze and Bright Moon'. Come and stand up, and smile——Lan Xiang, why is your grin so big—Okay, let's take a picture."

Feng Quan finished the filming with Liang Xingcheng with a stiff face, and asked suspiciously, "Is it useful to shoot this?"

Liang Xingcheng shook his head and said, "Of course it's useful. You don't know how useful a good-looking face is. Hey, Xiao Feng, how are you studying at school these days?"

Feng Quan hesitated and said, "It should be...it's okay."

Liang Xingcheng waved at him, "It's okay. Come on, Uncle Liang will give you something nice."

Feng Quan approached suspiciously.

Liang Xingcheng took out a dozen leaflets from his trouser pocket: "Xiao Feng, you are quite close to the water in school. Are there any classmates who are very interested in Taoism, or feel good about Taoist work after graduation? Please help the Taoist temple. They are all recruited here. The future of the Taoist Temple depends on you!"

Feng Quan: "..."

"Also," Liang Xingcheng took out his mobile phone, "I registered an account for you, this is the 'Chang Yi Guan Feng Quan', and I also followed other people in the Guan. You are tired of studying, you can Let’s broadcast it live on here, by the way, we will promote our Taoist temple, and earn money to make a portrait of our ancestor. Uncle believes that with your handsome face, you will definitely become popular, and let our Taoist temple make a lot of money... Oh no, Pilgrims are like a cloud."

Feng Quan couldn't laugh or cry, "I will try my best."

What Liang Xingcheng was talking about was a live broadcast platform called "Dragon Fish Live", which has a lot of traffic, and even the hottest movie queens are all born from this "Dragon Fish Live" Internet celebrity.Feng Quan searched for "Chang Yi Guan", the first one was "Chang Yi Guan" with the head portrait of the majestic mountain gate archway, and the second one was called "Chang Yi Guan Fu Youyun".

Guanzhu's account?

Feng Quan clicked in, and found that there had been three live broadcasts in it, which lasted for the past three days, and now one of them was live broadcasting.Feng Quan clicked in, and saw a person showing his back on the screen, making a wreath seriously.

Feng Quan: ...The content of this live broadcast is quite unique.

There are a few comments below, all of which are "the back view is so beautiful" and "little brother, let's show your face".Feng Quan watched it for a few minutes, and the live broadcast room was still quite deserted, no one more person entered.

In addition, there are "Longyi View Yibai", "Long Yi View Lanxiang", and "Long Yi View Shangyang". View must have a background.

Well, it's like such a Taoist temple with all the staff doing nothing and the master making wreaths and the uncle prescribing Chinese medicine can be registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, with a strong background in wreaths and Chinese medicine.

In the evening when Feng Quan went back to the villa area, Yin Cong was cooking, Feng Quan couldn't help feeling proud that he came back just in time.

Yin Cong came out of the kitchen with the dishes, saw Feng Quan, and looked him up and down carefully.Feng Quan propped his chin with his hands, and joked:

"Why do you think I've been so old for a long time? I haven't seen you for a long time, and you miss me a little?"

Yin Cong frowned, "Did you not change your shoes when you came in?"