Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 245

The water friends in the live broadcast room were still yelling, and the Taoist friends were performing magic tricks, and when they were performing immortal techniques, the face-changing master on the opposite side reached out with a shadowless hand.

He snatched the crystal ball from Jiang Yun's hand, then turned and ran.

This scene happened in the blink of an eye, and no one reacted.

Jiang Yun pulled out a bamboo stick from the hexagram tube. He raised his eyes and saw that the face-changing master had already run four or five meters away.

Whoosh!
The bamboo stick turned into a beam of rainbow light, passing between the face-changing master's legs like a dart, and nailed it directly in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, that crystal ball is worthless, you know the nature of grabbing things, stop making trouble, and send it back to Pindao immediately."

The face-changing master was stunned for a moment, he pulled up the bamboo sticks on the ground, covered his face with his cloak, and changed himself into a black face.

Crystal ball and bamboo sticks, the originals will be returned.

"Jiang Daochang is very skillful. I admire it. I will perform face-changing at the booth next door. If Daoist is free later, you can go and have a look." After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Jiang Yun shook his head and murmured, "I've gained a lot of knowledge, but I can still be popular like this."

"The blue-faced Dou Erdun stole the imperial horse, and this is actually the way to steal it."

The water friends in the live broadcast room realized this.

"The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the imperial horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha, and the yellow-faced Dian Wei is called Zha Zha."

"People who know this must be at least 20 years old now?"

"That buddy is a fastidious person, he is very particular about martial arts, and he never forgets to change his blue face before doing it."

"Dou Erdun: I am a thief, and a thief has his way. You are Ming Qiang."

"Good guy, the bamboo stick seal is out of position, I really learned a lot today."

"Daoist, can you do a fortune telling for all the water friends, I want to know my future fate."

"Fellow Daoist, I think you are not an ordinary person. You will wear a yellow robe and a yellow crown on your head in the future. You will have a car to go in and out, and you will be accompanied by big fish and meat when you eat."

"Thank you for the fortune-telling, fellow daoist, add a friend, let's chat in detail?"

……

When the water friends were playing tricks with each other in the live broadcast room, an old aunt with a miserable face sat across from Jiang Yun.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Auntie, what divination do you want to calculate?"

"Master Dao, I want to find my son." The old aunt was in a trance.

She kept saying in her mouth: I am so stupid, I am so stupid, I shouldn't go out to play mahjong and leave my son at home alone.

Jiang Yun looked at her, thought for a while, and then knew what was going on.

He took the hexagram tube and shook it: "Auntie, you are counting the family lottery. Pindao will shake the hexagram for you."

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

A dozen bamboo sticks collided back and forth in the hexagram bucket, and finally one fell out.

Jiang Yun picked up the lotus, glanced at it, couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Fortune and misfortune are all in the sky, and the lotus flower is hidden in the mouth."

"The secret order of life and death passed down by the ancestral gate, and the heaven and earth are cleverly calculated to ask for a treasure lottery."

"The upper sign will bring good luck, wealth and longevity, and the lower sign will lead to misfortune and death."

"Auntie, this sign is not very good..."

Before he finished speaking, the gray-haired aunt opposite couldn't help covering her face and crying.

The water friend behind the drone clearly saw that the bamboo stick in Jiang Yun's hand was written with a sign.

"It's over, this lottery is not very good!"

"If it's an ordinary Taoist priest, then it's probably a liar, but this is calculated by the Taoist priest, so that's it."

"Well, she played mahjong by herself and left the child at home. She lost the child. She really can't blame others."

"Fortune comes when misfortune depends on it, misfortune comes and fortune depends on it, fate, fate!"

Jiang Yun let out a long sigh, and said with relief: "A kind heart will definitely be rewarded with good results, so why ask for peace from heaven and earth."

"Auntie, you and your son are not destined to end, and the luck of the year is approaching, and we will meet each other one day, so you can put your heart in your stomach."

After he finished speaking, he put his left middle finger and index finger together, slightly glowing with golden light, and then wiped the bamboo stick.

Just now, the sign was still signed, but now it has become the sign.

The old aunt who was in a trance came to her senses. She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and untied it, revealing a thick stack of banknotes inside.

They are all one yuan and fifty cents, and the largest denomination is no more than ten yuan, and they are all crumpled.

"Thank you, Daoist. I count the money on my body. It should be enough. I'll make it up for you."

Jiang Yun shook his head with a smile, pointed at the Wudang School, and said with a smile: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Auntie, you have a predestined relationship with Pindao, so you can avoid this."

"If you have the heart, then go to the Taoist temple and offer incense sticks to the three patriarchs for me."

"Report me Jiang Yun's name, incense is free, and you can also manage two meals and one night. You can sleep well in the Taoist temple, and go down the mountain after you have rested."

The old aunt thanked her a thousand times and turned to leave.

The people in front of the hexagram booth didn't see it, but the water friends in the live broadcast room, through the drone behind Jiang Yun, saw the scene just now clearly.

"Damn it, is Daoist changing someone's life against the sky?"

"If you change the words of the sign like this, it will also damage your own luck, right?"

"Taoism pays equal attention to profit and affection. He is really not suitable for fortune-telling. If things go on like this, his own luck will definitely be damaged."

"Forcibly changing the contract will definitely damage one's own lifespan. It's written like that in novels."

Jiang Yun threw the bamboo stick in his hand into the stick bucket, opened the fan by the way, and shook it gently.

He smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the six dharmas of poverty do not touch your body, so you are too worried."

"My words gave my aunt hope to persevere, so the lower lottery became the upper lottery. This is the legendary butterfly effect. Don't spread rumors and believe in science."

With these three hexagrams as a foundation, the crowd of onlookers became restless.

Many people are eager to make a move, wanting to come up and make a fortune.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun was not in a hurry. He gently waved the fan in his hand, posing like Mr. Jiang fishing.

"Go! Go! Go! Hurry up and go!"

"Didn't you see my elder brother coming?" Four or five little gangsters suddenly appeared and scattered the crowd of onlookers.

They surrounded a big brother and sat opposite Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun frowned slightly, but did not attack on the spot.

"Jiang Daochang, my elder brother is your fan. You are good at hexagrams, so you can do some divination." The gangster who spoke up rolled up his sleeves, revealing the green dragon tattoo on his arm.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun silently pulled out four or five bamboo sticks from the stick.

Meow, is it easy to earn some money in a poor way?

You scumbags, it's okay to interfere with people's business, but you still speak rudely!
If Pindao doesn't do anything, do you think I'm a soft persimmon that can be pinched casually?
"Back off, how can you talk to the Taoist priest?" The eldest brother opposite Jiang Yun reprimanded.

He took out five red envelopes from his pocket, and the thickness of each red envelope was no less than that of the little star who had just begged for divination.

"Jiang Daochang, my mother is bedridden and seriously ill. She has been lying in the hospital for half a month, and she is still unconscious."

"I was watching the live broadcast today, and when I found out that you were setting up a stall here, I hurried over and wanted to ask for a divination, so you can do the math!"

Jiang Yun looked at his sultry older brother opposite him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and asked, "It's a big deal, just ask for a divination, it's ok, will you come or I will come?"

"Don't bother the Taoist priest to do it, since I'm here to ask for the hexagram, then I'll shake it."

Whoa!Whoa!
(End of this chapter)