The Taoist master should restrain himself, the country will soon be unable to continue

Chapter 9 Bald donkey, the family members in our live broadcast room are gone!
"Daoist, can you knock on the wooden fish and chant sutras once? We still want to see it."

The two girls pleaded expectantly.

Su Yang was taken aback. He looked at the time and found that it was almost time for chanting, but the place right now was crowded with people and there was no suitable place for chanting.

"Master Daoist, we want to hear it too, so let's knock on the wooden fish again."

"It's time, it's time to start chanting sutras, Daoist."

"Is the Taoist priest going to recite the scriptures? Then I won't wash my feet. I spent 3000 yuan to wash my feet yesterday. I heard that the Taoist priest read the scriptures for an hour. The time has passed. The girl left and washed her feet." lonely."

Not only these two little girls, but also more than 5 netizens in the live broadcast room posted bullet screens one after another, asking Su Yang to recite the scriptures again.

Last night, listening to Su Yang knocking on the wooden fish, they were deeply immersed in a state of fascination, which made them linger.

At that moment, it seemed that all the tiredness and worries of the day disappeared, which was very healing for the soul.

Seeing countless netizens in the live broadcast room talking about chanting scriptures, Su Yang smiled wryly and nodded.

"In that case, let's do it again."

"It's just that the surrounding crowd is crowded, and we need to find a more open place before we can officially start chanting."

Su Yang glanced around and said to the two women.

Although it is just knocking on wooden fish and reciting morning and evening homework scriptures, it also represents a ceremony, worshiping the moral god, so it should be more formal and not too casual.

"Daoist Qingyang, I don't know if there is an open space. It is not far from there. There is a square. There should be an open space there."

One of the girls pointed to Yida Plaza not far away.

"Then Lay Lao will lead the way."

Su Yang nodded slightly.

Under the leadership of the two, Su Yang followed them to an empty square.

In the huge square, there are many grandpas and aunts dancing to the rhythm of the trendy music, as well as street singers, and of course the monk performing "acrobatics".

Finding an open space, Su Yang rummaged through the luggage for equipment, while the two girls were some distance away, recording videos with their mobile phones, full of anticipation.

At the same time, this move also attracted the attention of many passers-by. After all, Taoist priests are so rare that many people don't even know that there is such an identity as Taoist priests.

Seeing Su Yang's Taoist costume, they all cast curious eyes.

This scene was also accidentally seen by a monk performing acrobatics not far away.

"Taoist priest?!"

The middle-aged bald monk raised his eyebrows with a puzzled expression.

Although he is not a monk in a formal temple, he is still clear about the relationship between Taoist priests and monks.

Although the two are different, one side seeks the Buddha and the other seeks the Tao, but to put it bluntly, both are to gain the faith of more believers.

The two are competitors.

However, nowadays, Buddhism is booming and Taoism is in decline. It is obvious that Buddhism has won.

To be honest, it was also the first time that the middle-aged monk saw a real Taoist priest.

But he doesn't care about the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. He only cares about whether the other party will "set up a stall" here and steal his people and money.

"Hmph, maybe they're all counterfeit like me."

The middle-aged monk stared at Su Yang who was not far away, muttered weakly, and continued his live performance without paying much attention.

"Huh? What kind of clothes is this person wearing? Is he a cosplay character?"

Pedestrians passing by couldn't help but stop in doubt when they saw Su Yang's simple yet simple and elegant Taoist robe.

"I also want to ask, don't tell me, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it is."

At this time, the two girls who recorded the video next to them explained: "This is a Taoist robe. The equipment worn by Taoist priests is the same as the monk's robe worn by the monk next door."

"Everyone, don't miss it when you pass by. You can come and see it. The Taoist priest is chanting scriptures. It's definitely worth watching."

The little girl's yelling immediately attracted a lot of people to watch, all wanting to see what happened to this Taoist priest, and what he said about chanting scriptures.

After a while, a whole circle of people surrounded the Taoist priest.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Yang focused slightly, took out the small wooden hammer, raised the hammer and dropped it.

"Boom!"

A crisp and melodious voice resounded in this bustling and noisy city.

The sound of the wooden fish came to the ears, and everyone was shocked, full of energy, and showed shocking expressions.

But then, without waiting for them to feel unbelievable, Su Yang continued to hit the second hammer. This time, the sound of the scriptures gradually spread.

"Boom!"

And everyone began to immerse themselves in it, as if soaking in a hot spring, comfortable and refreshing, happy physically and mentally, unable to extricate themselves.

The live broadcast room with as many as 5 people fell into silence again.

In the empty live broadcast room, there was no barrage, but there were more than 5 people online.

Everyone was immersed in the sound of Su Yang's wooden fish, unable to extricate themselves.

"What's this sound? It's so ethereal, it sounds so good."

"It sounds like my ears are getting pregnant, who is knocking?"

Accompanied by Su Yang's continuous sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures, the surrounding people were attracted by the sound.

Countless people stopped, listened carefully, and enjoyed it.

Originally, I came to go shopping, but I stayed here, out of control.

Even the monk who was still performing next to him was stunned.

"Is this chanting scriptures?!"

Listening to the pleasant sound of the wooden fish and the catchy scriptures, the monk couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Although he is not a formal monk, he also went to the temple for a while.

He finds the most annoying and boring part to be in the temple, where the scriptures are chanted on time.

Especially listening to the scriptures chanted by the elders, it is like mosquitoes, buzzing and making noise in the ear.

But right now, Su Yang's chanting scriptures made him feel extremely enjoyable, as if his mother was stroking his head and whispering softly in his ear when he was a child, it was very close and comfortable.

For a moment, he forgot that he was broadcasting live, stuck in place, immersed in the sound of wooden fish.

In his live broadcast room, the seven or eight thousand netizens also heard Su Yang's voice reciting scriptures, and they were all amazed.

"I'll be good, who is chanting next to you, listen carefully."

"It can't be this bald donkey?"

"What the hell are you talking about? Apart from having a few muscles, how could this bald donkey know how to chant scriptures?"

"The voice seemed familiar. I remembered it. It was the voice of Daoist Qingyang. I saw a video of him chanting sutras today. I didn't expect him to start chanting sutras again now. Bye bye, everyone. I'll go to the next door to listen. gone."

"Don't go, buddy, leave a link to the live broadcast room, I want to watch it too."

"Take me one, take me one."

For a while, there were still seven to eight thousand people in the live broadcast room, but only a few hundred robots left, and almost all of them came to Su Yang's live broadcast room.

This time, the evening class did not last long, only about half an hour.

However, in just half an hour, the huge Yida Plaza was paralyzed. Countless people stopped to listen and didn't move forward. As a result, people who wanted to come from behind couldn't get in, and they were all blocked.

Moreover, the originally bustling and noisy street miraculously fell into a clean environment within half an hour. Except for the sound of cars passing by, there was nothing else, and it was exceptionally quiet.

This situation, even if you look at the whole world, is almost unprecedented.

"Fuck, something happened to the monk, and our family members in the live broadcast room disappeared!"

(End of this chapter)