I'm not a theatre god

Seeing this, the three palace officials nodded with satisfaction. After saying goodbye to Wang Jincheng, they turned around and disappeared among the clouds.

Wang Jincheng rubbed the corners of his tired eyes and muttered to himself:

"It's finally over... there shouldn't be anything left to deal with..."

"Hmm... No, it seems there is something else.

In Wang Jincheng's mind, he suddenly recalled the actor in red standing in the rain holding an umbrella, and he clicked his tongue helplessly,

"Forget it, let's take a trip.

…

The infinite realm.

A figure in black robe walked quickly through the dim corridor, came to a gorgeous door with an anxious expression, and pushed it open with both hands.

As the heavy door made a muffled sound, a spacious church appeared in front of him.

Gold everywhere is paved with bricks, and magnificent white jade pillars stand majestically. On the top of these white jade giant pillars, the original complex domes made of stone reliefs have been completely transformed into gem domes. The original reliefs are still lifelike. It is engraved on it, but its value is astronomical.

The once ordinary church has been completely transformed. Now if the treasures inside are sold, the amount can be enough to buy out the five top consortiums in the world of mortals.

At this moment, Brand, who was wearing a red robe with gold patterns on the floor paved with gold, yawned leisurely.

"What's up?"

"President! There was movement just now in the formation left by Feijia and Liuzhao in the world of mortals!"

"Oh?" Brand sat up with interest, "What's the good news? Have they hooked up with the Beidou Consortium?"

"Forehead……"

Seeing the strange expression on this man's face, Brand's smile gradually faded, and the surrounding temperature gradually dropped.

"what happened?"

"They... they seem to be dead

"died?"

"Just now when the formation was opened, I heard Feijia yelling a few words, and then I heard the sound of something exploding... and then, the life spell they left in the association disappeared.

Brand's face looked ugly to the naked eye. He got up and walked back and forth in the church, muttering to himself:

"It shouldn't be... Has the world of mortals already discovered it? But with the formation arranged in advance, the strength of the two of them will not make them unable to come back...

By the way, you just said that he yelled a few words. What did he yell? "

The man in black robe opened his mouth, and finally spit out the word "西":

"It's [6 of Hearts]

"What 6?"

“‘It’s [Hearts 6]’, which should refer to the Twilight Club member who made a big fuss in the Aurora Realm some time ago, [Hearts 6] Black Robe added.

"Oh, the Twilight Society... Could it be that the Twilight Society is also involved?" Brand frowned and thought.

"However, since this was the last message sent back by Feijia before his death, their murder must have something to do with this [6 of Hearts]

"President, what should we do next?"

"The infiltration will continue. We have to ensure that when the plan is launched, there are enough of our manpower in the main city... Send a few more people to sneak in and see what is happening in the main city of Hongchen now.

"yes

The black robe turned around and was about to leave, when Brand's voice sounded immediately.

"Brand paused, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Follow, I want to see... who is this guy?

"clear

…

Jinghong Tower.

Kong Baosheng leaned against the door of the kitchen, looking at the drizzle of rain under the eaves, seemingly absent-mindedly.

At the entrance of the theater, the two door gods were holding their necks, staring blankly at the Great World Song and Dance Hall opposite which was being inspected by the police. Their mouths were unconsciously opened wide enough to swallow a light bulb.

They don't understand.

Just a few days ago, the Great World Song and Dance Hall was doing a booming business. They were able to run rampant under Li Ruohong's wings, and cleaning up some small shops was a piece of cake... But in just a few days, they witnessed with their own eyes The song and dance hall is haunted, the customer flow has dwindled, and the business is getting worse day by day. Today, even the roof of the song and dance hall was blown up. All the employees inside were forcibly dismissed, and even the boss Li Ruohong heard that he was crushed into a pulp...

The originally bustling song and dance hall was now deserted and miserable.

The two of them were originally ordered to destroy Jinghong Tower, but in the past few days, Jinghong Tower was unscathed. When they turned around, they found that their hometown was gone. At this moment, the two of them were still confused.

At this moment, at the end of the street, two opera robes, one red and one green, walked side by side.

"Brother Li, this is our theater

"It looks very good... Although the outside is a bit old, it has an ancient charm. A little tidying up should make it look stylish."

"Renovation is a big project, let's talk about it when the time comes.

"Hey...Brother Lin, your theater also hired a doorman?"

"How about it? It doesn't cost anything.

"It's a bit ugly...but it's okay if I don't spend any money. I can barely make it."

"Come on, let's go in and take a look

Chen Ling and Li Qingshan passed between the two dull "door gods" as if they didn't exist at all...

At this time, the two "door gods" who had lost their boss, lost their jobs, and lost their old nest had no time to scare Li Qingshan. They were like two rootless duckweeds in the rain, standing precariously at the theater door. In the drizzle, I didn't know where to go for a while.

"Sir, you are finally back!" Kong Baosheng, who was leaning at the door of the kitchen in a daze, stood up immediately when he saw Chen Ling's return. He was slightly startled when he saw Li Qingshan beside him,

"Who is this……"

"This is Li Qingshan. He will also perform in our theater in the future. Chen Ling turned to look at Li Qingshan, "This kid's name is Kong Baosheng, my assistant.

"Finally a new character?"

There was excitement in Kong Baosheng's eyes, and it was obvious that he really wanted to develop Jinghong Tower, but there was only one actor in the theater, Chen Ling, which was obviously not enough, and the arrival of Li Qingshan undoubtedly made him full of expectations for the future.

"Hello Mr. Li, please take good care of me in the future." Kong Baosheng bowed respectfully.

"Hello, Li Qingshan helped him up with a smile, his brows were full of gentleness, "You have built a theater at a young age, this little gentleman is so awesome.

"Ah?" Kong Baosheng's cheeks turned red when he heard the word "little gentleman" and he said quickly, "Mr. Li was joking, I, I can't afford the word 'sir'... This is the only place where people like you and Mr. Lin are Only a famous actor like this can use it... I'm still too young

"Sister, he only cares about his actions, not his age." Li Qingshan looked into his eyes and said seriously.

Kong Baosheng smiled sheepishly, suddenly thought of something, patted his head and said:

"It's broken, it's broken, I didn't know Mr. Li was coming, and the food I prepared wasn't enough... I'll go out and buy more now!"

Kong Baosheng hurriedly walked out the door. As soon as he reached the door, a figure appeared outside the theater door, and Kong Baosheng almost bumped into it.

He staggered to steady himself and looked up in confusion, only to see a burly figure standing at the door of the theater, looking at the place carefully.

"I am Wang Jincheng, the chief of the Hongchen City Police Bureau..." the man said calmly,

"I'm looking for the actor Lin Yan