Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 364
After hearing this method, Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing.

This method is purely nonsense. When he was young, he slept with his master, saw this method in a story meeting, and tried it out.

As a result, that night, Chief Chisong Dao got up and went to the toilet, then pretended he couldn't find the bed, and kept wandering around the house, calling for his apprentice to be there.

That night, Jiang Yun was so scared that he almost wet the bed.

He kept huddling in the corner of the wall, and stayed up until dawn. After dawn, Taoist Chisong went to bed and laughed.

After Mr. Luo listened to Jiang Yun talking about his childhood experiment, he asked silently: "Daoist Jiang, I am not disrespectful to Daoist Chisong."

"It's just, have you ever thought about whether your master really couldn't find a bed that night?"

Jiang Yun stayed where he was and didn't speak for a long time.

How did a fun story when I was young suddenly turn into a horror story?

Snapped!
Jiang Yun covered the back of his head and looked back at his uncle in confusion.

Daoist Zhang Sheng sighed angrily and said, "Boy, don't you know if your master is a ghost?"

"If you think back to the Taoist classics you have read, there is no ghost who can use the thunder method, and even survive the thunder calamity, and still appear alive and kicking."

Only then did Jiang Yun come to his senses, patted his forehead with his hand, and laughed out loud.

Pranks, when I was young, it was definitely a prank by Master, otherwise, it would really be a ghost story.

The water friends in the live broadcast room can't laugh anymore, this is true and false, and there is always something wrong.

"Daoist, can you tell me the truth, is there a ghost?"

"Fuck, I want to try it later, but I'm afraid my wife really can't find a bed [Tears Running]"

"Break the defense, I really broke the defense in my heart, I won't become an undead knight?"

"Try it, everyone. It doesn't cost money anyway. I suggest you take a sleeping pill before you try it, and then put a monitor in the bedroom, otherwise it is easy to have nightmares."

"The Daoist is a man who can't be dealt with. He doesn't tell the truth when something happens, but he likes to hide it!"

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth and asked, "Jiang Daochang, if the two of us encounter ghosts pressing the bed, we won't say anything."

"But the two of us went home to rest at noon today, but just woke up and found ourselves sleeping in the courtyard. Is this normal?"

"Sleeping in the courtyard like that, it's good to wake up early, otherwise I'll catch a cold."

Teacher Luo recalled Jiang Yun's previous live broadcast explanation, and then said affirmatively: "Uncle and auntie, don't worry, believe in science, you can't go wrong."

"Did the two of you sleepwalk? This sudden change of place to sleep, and the poor air in the room is indeed more likely to cause sleepwalking."

Sleepwalking speculation is reasonable.

He has handled several cases, all of which were sleepwalking murders or sleepwalking beatings, but sleepwalking himself knew nothing about it.

Even if it is on the program "Into Science", it must be this answer.

The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help applauding.

"Teacher Luo is worthy of being a master of law, he has learned to answer quickly."

"Sleepwalking must be sleepwalking, otherwise it would be unscientific."

"I understand, but I don't understand, let's listen to the explanation of the priest."

"What Mr. Luo said, if it sounds good, it's called academic explanation, if it sounds bad, it's called nonsense, don't believe it."

"Who said Mr. Luo is talking nonsense, prepare for a lawsuit."

Jiang Yun's two eyebrows stood upright, and he said angrily: "What sleepwalking, this is clearly out of bounds!"

"Uncle, the Taoist temple has not been done for a long time, some guys have started to behave unruly, this is not sleepwalking, Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, don't worry."

"The two of you will live in the Taoist temple tonight. I will stay at your house for one night. I will give you a satisfactory explanation tomorrow morning."

Teacher Luo: "emmmm"

The water friend in the live broadcast room: "emmmm"

Daoist, why don't you play your cards according to the routine?

Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang slept in the Taoist temple after washing up.

After Jiang Yun asked his uncle to take care of Mr. Luo, he held the Sanqing Sword and took Xiao Bai to Jiangjia Village with a murderous look.

The house of Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang lives in a remote place in the village, and they haven't come back all year round, and they haven't been rebuilt. It's still an old house.

Although the village has paid for the maintenance of the old house, it is hard to hide the dilapidation.

There is a couplet pasted by the village committee at the gate, but weeds are still growing everywhere in the courtyard. The house needs to be lived in.

It is okay to live in a poor house for ten years, but a good house can be abandoned in three years.

Jiang Yun came to the house, and after turning on the light, he hung the Sanqing Sword on the bedside, and then began to pack his things and prepare for sleep.

There are beddings on the kang, and on the table, there is also a pot of braised meat that has been stewed. Although it is cold, it still looks delicious.

The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help persuading them.

"Master Dao, this room is a bit evil, and my back feels a little chilly, so there's no need for us to be brave enough to live here."

"There must be something in this house, and it's not a good thing."

"Catching ghosts live, our live broadcast room won't be blocked, right?"

"Uh, fellow daoists, look at that pot of meat, is there any problem? Why do I think it looks like human flesh?"

"I'll go, it really looks like human flesh, with a big bone and a small bone, like the double bones in the arm."

"Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang just said that they rested after they came back and didn't cook any meat!"

"The room is not clean, and there is a pot of human flesh, why should it be so scary..."

"Don't be afraid, the Taoist priest will broadcast it later, he will kill demons at night, and he will be fine tomorrow during the day."

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage, slapped the table, and made up his mind: "Ladies and gentlemen, we won't be broadcasting tonight. Let's catch what it is."

"If everyone is interested, you can stay in the live broadcast room. There are ghosts catching ghosts, and demons subduing demons. No mercy!"

"As for this pot of meat, it doesn't seem to be human flesh. Wait a minute, and I'll ask old Taoist Zhang Zhishun."

Jiang Yun made a phone call to old Taoist Zhang, and then sent a photo.

Afterwards, he was scolded.

Old Daoist Zhang said angrily: "Boy, do you think the old man is too busy?"

"In your pot of meat, there are parallel bones. Those are not human bones. Human bones have a characteristic. Whether it is a leg bone or a hand bone, the two parallel bones are about the same thickness."

"Also, the human bone has a prismatic ridge, which is relatively sharp. The bones in the pot of meat are relatively round, and the ratio of the thickness of the bones is also relatively large."

"Judging from the thickness of the muscle fibers, it should be pork. The muscle fibers of human flesh are thinner than pork, and the fat is cooked and turns yellow. That pot of meat is yellow."

"The marrow cavity in the human bone is not that wide. The meat is well stewed. It should be tasty. Eat it with confidence."

After Old Taoist Zhang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Yun suddenly realized that this had indeed touched his blind spot of knowledge.

Compared with animals, the difference between human flesh and human bones is quite obvious, uh, wait, why does Mr. Zhang know so clearly?

(End of this chapter)