Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 110 Little Dragon Girl's Real Name

Many water friends listened to the old Taoist Zhang's exclamation. They recalled their experience of seeing a doctor in the hospital and felt emotional.

"Hands in the back, it means that people can still be saved. Hands in front, then eat whatever you want [cover your face]"

"I was anemic this year. I went to see a Chinese medicine doctor. The female doctor told me to drink secondary Chinese medicine and eat whatever I wanted. I didn't dare to ask more [Tears Running]"

"Upstairs, let's make friends, I want to sit at the children's table【狗头】"

"When I had a caesarean section, the doctor told me that I was too fat and asked me to lose weight. He also said that my necklace was very beautiful. Later, I even asked my ancestors for eight generations, because they were afraid that I would fall asleep [laughing and crying]"

"Before he underwent hemorrhoid surgery, when I was lying on it before the operation, the doctor and the anesthetist were chatting and the other was playing the king. I felt very at ease."

"The forensic doctor said that when I was doing the disability appraisal, my colleague's request was really too much, and it was annoying, but the deceased was very cooperative."

Old Taoist Zhang enjoyed the compliment from the water friends very much. He looked at the live broadcast room, glanced at it, and suddenly saw a very special barrage.

"Mr. Zhang, if I invent the antidote to paraquat, can I take you as my teacher?"

Old Taoist Zhang held the phone and fell into silence.

What is the effect of the paraquat antidote? It is equivalent to cutting off a pig's hind leg, and then putting it in a pot to cook for half an hour.

After cooking, apply the antidote of paraquat on the back of the well-cooked pork knuckles, and the cooked knuckles can be turned into fresh pig hind legs, which can still move after being attached to the pig.

If the ingredients of the antidote can be deciphered, then the average lifespan of human beings will exceed [-] or even [-] years, and there will be no problem.

"The layman who wants to take the achievement of inventing the antidote to paraquat and ask me to be a teacher, if you can really do it, I will be able to worship you as a teacher." The old Taoist Zhang Zhishun sighed.

Jiang Yun interjected next to him: "The effect of the paraquat antidote is actually very similar to the recovery potion in the game."

"No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you drink the medicine, you can recover."

"If you really want to come up with that stuff, don't talk about taking Mr. Zhang as your teacher, you just use the White House as your bedroom and the aircraft carrier as your yacht, and all human beings in the world can satisfy your wishes."

Many water friends were dumbfounded at the time.

Paraquat is a very effective pesticide, but it is a pity that it was drunk so abruptly that production was discontinued.

Most people just heard that many scientists all over the world are researching the antidote to paraquat, but this is the first time they have heard of such a powerful antidote.

"Boy, if you get that thing, does that mean you can hatch chickens from hard-boiled eggs?"

"Brothers and sisters in the live broadcast room, if I come up with that thing, can I be recommended to a key elementary school in the city? 【狗头】"

"Excuse me, if I invent it, can I eat KFC for free [funny]."

"Hey, if you really want to find an antidote to paraquat, let alone the Nobel Prize, if you want to eat Nobel's ashes with rice, it's probably fine."

"Medical students said that the antidote of paraquat represents the reverse growth and recovery of organ failure and fibrosis. The research value in it is of great value, and the code of human longevity is hidden in it."

"Excuse me, if I invent that thing, will my wife beat me?"

After chatting with the water friends in the live broadcast room for more than an hour, the old priest Zhang Zhishun washed his feet and went to bed early.

Jiang Yun also wants to sleep, but it's not time for the next broadcast, so he can only force himself to chat with the water friends.

【Wang Pineapple】Tip Huya No. 1 with a message: "Master Daoist, I want to ask you a question, have you ever watched The Legend of Condor Heroes?"

Jiang Yun nodded, not to mention The Legend of Condor Heroes, but the Eight Parts of Tianlong, Legend of the Condor Heroes and Swordsman. These classics, when he was in school, he also used his spare time to catch up on every episode without missing a beat. It's over.

Wang Pinuo became excited. There was a problem that had troubled her for more than ten years, and she had no clue. Maybe it would be resolved today.

There are two main reasons for asking Jiang Yun.

One is that the monks are well-informed, and the other is that the Wudang School is also considered a martial arts school, and may know some secrets that ordinary people do not know.

[Wang Pinluo]: "Daoist, you should also know the extremely beautiful little dragon girl, so what is her real name Long?"

Jiang Yun touched his nose. This question really touched his blind spot of knowledge.

However, the housekeeper brushed Huya No. 1, and he must give others an answer.

"Little Dragon Girl's real name is unknown, but Pindao can reasonably speculate that there must be a dragon in her name."

"She and her senior sister Li Mochou were both adopted by one of Lin Chaoying's maids. Both of them follow their master's surname. Her senior sister's name is Li Mochou. Her name should also be three characters."

"Little Dragon Girl is dressed in white, graceful and graceful, like a cloud, faintly visible, Pindao feels that there must be a word cloud in her name."

Jiang Yun analyzed it clearly and logically, and Wang Boluo nodded repeatedly. After listening, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, and she split open on the spot.

Many water friends in the live broadcast room also laughed like crazy.

"The surname is Li, and there are two characters of dragon and cloud in the name. Li Yunlong will definitely not be able to run away."

"Shocked, what the Taoist said makes sense, anyway, I believe it."

"It can't be done, I already have a picture in my mind. When Guo'er and Xiaolongnv visited the hall, I——Yang Guo, I——Li Yunlong...hahaha!"

"I don't study much, Daoist, don't lie to me!"

"I don't think it's important what Little Dragon Girl's name is. I'm just curious. How did Yang Guo cut his fingernails 16 years after his arm was broken?"

"Master Dao, can you analyze how Xiao Zhao changed her underwear after being handcuffed for so many years?"

[Gentleman's Revenge] The reward was super popular, with a message: "Master Dao, I have been abroad for many years, and my graduation thesis this year is about the strange buffs of Chinese people."

"I feel a lot, but I just can't sum it up. You are a monk, you live in seclusion in the mountains, and you are an outsider compared with the secular world. Can you tell me something?"

Jiang Yun stroked his chin, frowned, and began to think.

There are indeed many strange buffs on Chinese people, such as drinking more hot water, making up for change, pursuing the unification of mountains and rivers, and so on.

These strange buffs are already common to Chinese people, but they often shock foreigners who come to China to play.

But Jiang Yun thinks that the most distinctive buff is definitely a vegetable.

In the backyard of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, there have been two vegetable fields since ancient times, and not only in Jiangjia Village, but also in cities, people often see people planting something in the green belt.

As for growing à la carte in flower pots at home, that is a routine operation, but in foreign countries, this kind of behavior is really not seen.

The water friends in the live broadcast room also began to use their clever brains, recalling their unique buffs.

"Daoist, does the atheism of burning paper count on us?"

"It feels like in this world, only people in our country like to write notes. Thousands of years of history, what was done on which day, everything is written down."

"I think dialectics is also a kind. A good horse will not be reckless, and a prodigal son will not be exchanged for money. Anyway, it makes sense."

(End of this chapter)