Obviously super rich but to be a small assistant

Chapter 238 Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I'm Your Fan

"Assistant Feng, we can't go any further."

It was the drivers who were talking, and these people were actually responsible for the safety of Feng Xiaoyun's two siblings.

Starting from the airport, passing through the national highway and the provincial highway to the current path, the time is only after four in the afternoon, but the visibility is already very low because of the increasing wind and snow.

The vehicles with snow chains moved forward at an extremely slow speed, and now they stopped at the foot of a mountain more than 40 kilometers away from their destination, Xueling City.

For the sake of safety, the driver made a judgment that he could not move forward.

"Then what should we do now?" This time the filming team had five off-road vehicles and two pickup trucks. The safety of so many people was at stake, so Feng Xiaoyun chose to trust the opinions of professionals.

"Going up the mountain from here, there is a Taoist temple two kilometers away. I think we can spend the night somewhere." The driver swiped his tablet twice and replied.

After all, with so many people, even though the car burns diesel and has enough fuel, it is unrealistic to stay in the car all the time in the snow and ice.

Based on the current situation, the Taoist temple closest to here is the best choice.

After deciding not to delay, the convoy headed towards the Taoist temple.

It took nearly 10 minutes to drive for more than two kilometers, and when they arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, the sky at five o'clock looked almost the same as at night.

Feng Xiaoyun got out of the car and knocked on the door, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Is there no one?When Feng Xiaoyun was about to knock again, the car behind him suddenly beeped the horn, which startled him.

Turning around, she saw Feng Xiaoyue, who was sitting in the co-pilot, kept honking the horn.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xiaoyun walked back to the car window and asked.

"Are you stupid? In such a heavy snowstorm, you would shout when you stand in front of me. Do you think you can hear me from inside when you knock on the door?"

Feng Xiaoyun was taken aback for a moment, as if this was really the case, so Feng Xiaoyue could only let Feng Xiaoyue continue to beep the horn.

This trick really worked, and soon a small door next to the Taoist temple opened, revealing a furry head inside, don’t get me wrong, it’s not a wild monster, it’s not allowed after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it’s just a young man wearing a fur hat .

The young man looked at the row of carts parked outside the Taoist temple in confusion. It wouldn't be the case that the master did something else and the door was blocked like this, right?

"Hello, little master!" Feng Xiaoyun stepped forward to say hello: "We originally planned to go to Xueling City, but the wind and snow were too heavy and the road was blocked. I wonder if we can borrow a night at Guidao Temple tonight?"

It turned out that it was a borrowing, but he couldn't decide this matter. He just asked Feng Xiaoyun to wait a while, and he wanted to ask his master for instructions.

After he went in, he came out after a while, and said a little embarrassedly: "Master said that there is no problem with staying overnight, but it needs...needs..."

"Do you need to pay? No problem!"

"Yes... yes, because the Taoist temple is short of funds, if you have so many people here and want to turn on the heating for you, it is true..."

"It should be, it should be." Feng Xiaoyun still understood this, and they didn't plan to come here for free.

"Then please come in quickly!" Seeing Feng Xiaoyun's straightforward agreement, the young man didn't say much, and stepped aside to let everyone in.

The people in the car all wrapped up their clothes and walked into the Taoist temple one by one, and several extremely expensive filming equipment were also carried down.

Following the young man into the apse, there was already a person waiting here, the young man went up and made a bow and said, "Master."

"How? Did they agree?"

"Answer, I agree!"

"Then why are you still standing there? Go and turn on the boiler!"

"Oh." The young man nodded to Feng Xiaoyun, and ran back.

"Haha, welcome, welcome, everyone!" The man also wrapped himself up tightly, but he was very calm when he heard the voice.

"Excuse me!" Feng Xiaoyun bowed imitatively, the wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and the man hurriedly let everyone in.

After entering the house and closing the door, everyone felt better when there was no cold wind, but it was still cold. After all, the temperature here was more than minus 20 degrees.

Especially the feet. Although they have been prepared to wear thick shoes, many people feel that their feet are numb from the cold.

Fortunately, the Taoist boiler seems to be good, and soon after the young man came back, the temperature of the inner hall gradually increased.

Everyone began to take off their heavy coats, and the two Taoists also took off their thick coats. Only then did everyone realize that it was an ordinary young man and a Taoist priest in his 50s with hair in a bun.

Feng Xiaoyun hadn't opened his mouth to speak to the Taoist priest when he heard the Taoist priest suddenly shout: "Yanzi!"

Then I saw the old Taoist priest running to Yan Zi's side, and said excitedly, "It's really you, I'm your little grain of salt!"

quiet~~
The whole room suddenly fell silent. Can you imagine an old Taoist priest in his 50s with a wrinkled face telling a star in his 20s that I am your loyal fan?

"Cough cough cough! Master~" On the contrary, the young man was a little embarrassed, called master in a low voice from behind, and then tugged at the corner of the old Taoist priest's clothes without any trace.

"What are you doing?" The old Taoist opened his hand, and said, "This is the original singing of those songs that Master usually listens to. I told you that Miss Yanzi is beautiful and her songs are sweet. You still don't believe me. You met a real person today, right?" .”

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist cupped his hands at Yan Zi, and said very formally: "Infinite Heaven, the old Taoist is Miss Yan Zi's fan!"

Yan Zi has been in contact with all kinds of fans in the past year, but only this time, she is a little at a loss, let alone her, even the old fritter Ma Keer is thinking about how to respond if it is her.

"Haha, Taoist priest is really a man of temperament!" Feng Xiaoyun was the first to react, went up to say hello and said: "Aren't we going to Xueling City to shoot a show, it's too snowy, so we can only come here to stay overnight. No Thinking that Daoist also likes my Yanzi's song!"

The Taoist priest looked at Feng Xiaoyun and slapped himself on the forehead: "Oh, I mean, why do you look so familiar, isn't this Assistant Feng, hahaha, last time you gave out red envelopes in the group, I snatched the most, you congratulate me! "

"You~" Feng Xiaoyun thought about it, and asked in disbelief: "The old Taoist priest named Xueling is..."

"Hahaha, isn't it just an old Taoist priest?" The Taoist priest said with a smile, "Look, you guys filmed a show and ended up here by accident. Isn't this fate?"

"Master!" The young man pulled the old Taoist to the side and whispered in his ear, "You still know this, so you still ask someone to collect money?"

"You child, what do you know? One yard is one yard! Assistant Feng and the others spend here at a clear price, and the master doesn't cheat them, what's the problem, right?" The old Taoist smiled without embarrassment at all. Ask Feng Xiaoyun.

"Of course it's okay, I said it at the beginning, it should be!" Feng Xiaoyun also responded with a smile, Yan Zi, the oldest fan so far, seems quite interesting!
　This Daoist priest will be a very interesting character. I’m sorry to stop here. I’ll continue writing and see if I can write another chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)