Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are cultivating immortals

Pretend, you continue to pretend to be poor!

You don't know where this is, and you chatted with Pindao for a long time, and you talked about your nose and eyes.

I almost had to explain to the water friend just now that the sound was the previous sound recorded by the surrounding magnetic field, and it had nothing to do with ghosts.

"Xiao Daoist, don't look at me like that. My surname is Xu, and my name is Xu Da. I'm an archaeologist."

"It is said that this old forest was an ancient battlefield in the late Qing Dynasty, so the leader sent me here to check the situation. I rushed over last night and stayed in the village."

"Master Daoist, you may not believe me. I am a very sleepwalking person. I guess I sleepwalked again last night." Xu Da introduced and explained himself.

Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes and looked this person up and down.

If it wasn't for the fact that this person was indeed a human being with a sense of righteousness, he would suspect that it was a ghost.

Outrageous, very outrageous, sleepwalking all the way from Jiangjia Village to here, and talking in sleep, chatting with the poor.

This uncle is destined to have a relationship with Lao Linzi, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence.

Jiang Yun sat on the top of the mountain with his uncle, watching the sacrifice ceremony at the foot of the mountain, he began to ask questions.

"Uncle Xu, are you really an archaeologist?"

"Yes, have you heard of the big tomb in Mawangdui? My mentor participated in it back then. I was usually in Chang'an, and the subway construction in Chang'an made us exhausted."

"There was a holiday at the end of the year, and I went back to Hubei from Chang'an for the New Year, but Chang'an was sealed off. It's so hanging!" Xu Da sighed.

Chang'an Shuiyou in the live broadcast room was stunned on the spot.

"Our China's infrastructure talent is useless in Chang'an. The speed of our subway construction depends entirely on how many tombs there are."

"The subway in Chang'an was dug by the archaeological team [funny]"

"The emperor dug the tomb of Chang'an quickly, the princes and generals waited in line, and the tombs of small officials and landlords were buried on the spot."

"The development process of Chang'an is really a process of excavating ancient history."

"Good guy, it turns out that the busiest people building the subway in Chang'an are really the archaeologists."

"Students from Northwest University of Political Science and Law said that when our university built a new campus, we dug out the tomb of Zhang Tang, the patriarch of law [dog head saves life]"

Jiang Yun looked at the uncle, and he asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time: "Uncle Xu, when you are archaeological, you will definitely dig into the coffin."

"Many coffins are engraved with the words that the switch will kill you. Are you afraid when you open it?"

"Master Xiaodao, we archaeologists are all staunch materialists, how could we give up opening the coffin just because of one sentence?"

"Don't worry, that's impossible. If you really meet, you should drive it."

After Xu Da finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and continued: "After the big deal is over, burn two sticks of incense for the tomb owner, and then put a leader's business card inside the coffin."

"We are also workers, and we can't make any decisions. If we have something to do, we need to ask the leader!"

Hearing this explanation, Jiang Yun froze for a moment.

The more than 30 water friends in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.

"Archaeological leader: Take the bamboo shoots, you have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain!"

"I've watched the documentary of Haihunhou, and the archaeologists in it all wear red ropes to ward off evil spirits."

"Being a leader in this industry for a long time, the house must be very lively at night."

"There's nothing wrong with it. The leader stepped aside. If you need something, ask the leader. We're just wage earners, so there's no need to work hard. !

"Hahahaha, I'm going to die laughing."

"Leader: I used to do the same thing, so I became a leader [secret observation]"

Jiang Yun looked at Xu Da, and he was sure that this was a real archaeologist.

He sighed: "Uncle Xu, there are some things that are better to be believed than not to be believed. Your leader's horoscope must be very hard?"

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Chapter 306 What a coincidence, this is really a coincidence (seeking a monthly ticket)

Xu Da nodded, and said seriously: "My mentor said that our leader's horoscope is indeed very tough."

"He didn't become the chief of the bureau because his horoscope was not strong enough, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing."

Jiang Yun stared at Xu Da, and after meeting him, he said, "Uncle Xu, don't worry, you are a tough person, and you will definitely not affect your career."

"Xiao Daoist, you don't dare to talk nonsense, I am not tough, not tough at all." Xu Da quickly waved his hand to reject Jiang Yun's order.

Some of the water friends in the live broadcast room hate that iron can't be made into steel.

"Believe in science, what are you afraid of?"

"My horoscope is very strong. I was born at [-] noon. The lunar calendar is on the same day as the Buddha. I feel that I am destined to be the leader of the archaeological team."

"I have a strong horoscope and a widow. I may not be able to join the archaeological team because of my low education."

"If you open the coffin, you will die is the last stubbornness of the owner of the tomb. Don't be afraid, everyone, and believe in science."

"Suddenly want to stuff the business cards of my ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends into the coffin [angry]"

"Uncle, why don't you start a business, and give me a business card, I have a bit of a grudge against someone."

The water friends in the live broadcast room are rejoicing.

Jiang Yun continued to chat with Xu Da, and he really asked a very important message.

Uncle Xu's seventh uncle was once a member of the Taiping Army.

According to their family tree records, they died in the Wudang Mountains during the Northern Expedition.

Xu Da went home to rest this time. He only petitioned the leader after he heard the news that there were Taiping army bones on Wudang Mountain, so he was sent here that night.

"Xiao Daoist, my family members actually hope that I can find the bones of the seventh uncle, but it's a pity that this forest is so big, how can I find it."

Jiang Yun frowned and asked, "That's right, if there are tokens, it would be easier to find some."

"Otherwise, it's really looking for a needle in a haystack, and we can only look for it by fate."

"A token? There is one token, but unfortunately it's hard to find!" Xu Da took out half of a low-quality jade bracelet from his pocket.

Looking at the half of the jade bracelet, Jiang Yun couldn't calm down anymore.

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

He also took out the half jade bracelet he had picked up.

In the witness of more than 30 water friends in the live broadcast room, the two jade bracelets were successfully joined together, and the joints were intact.

Xu Da was shocked and said: "Xiao Daoist, where did you get this bracelet? You are not a descendant of my seventh uncle, are you?"

"Hey, Uncle Xu, don't mistake your relatives. Pindao is an orphan. I was picked up by my master at the foot of the mountain. You might not believe me if I tell you."

"This half of the bracelet is something I picked up under a tree when I went up the mountain. There is a phalanx under that tree. It may be the remains of your seventh uncle and grandpa." Jiang Yun took Xu Da and came to that tree.

The water friends in the live broadcast room, there are many fans of the famous Detective Conan, and many people immediately connected everything.

"Fuck, how do I feel that there is a main line behind this matter?"

"It must be the seventh uncle of the Xu family, who possessed the body of the younger generation and came here. The evil spirit guided the Taoist priest to take it in his hand, and then asked the younger generation about things in the underworld."

"Michijo Chisong is weird, and the anchor is also weird. I feel like they know everything."

"The end of science is metaphysics. In the dark, everyone understands everything."

Xu Da carefully put away half of the finger bone, and he began to carefully dig up other remains under the tree.

Jiang Yun returned to the top of the mountain and continued to watch the ritual of fasting and offering sacrifices.

Half an hour later, the ceremony ended, and a large group of golden lights of merit that ordinary people could not see appeared on the altar.

The golden light shattered into hundreds of pieces, some big and some small, and they all flew into the bodies of the Taoist priests who participated in the sacrificial ritual.

Jiang Yun watched a large cloud of golden light of merit and virtue sinking into Master's body, and his eyes were filled with greed.

Merit, a good thing, unfortunately, there is no such thing as poor people.

When he was feeling sour, a large group of merits in the fasting ceremony directly shouted towards the top of the hill.

"Hiss, it's so comfortable!" A crisp feeling spread all over his body, and Jiang Yun stretched comfortably.

The drone lens was aimed at Lao Linzi and took a circle.

Everyone was surprised to find that the looming black energy in the old forest seemed to have disappeared.

It was still gloomy just now, but now the sun is shining, the contrast is extremely obvious, but if there is evidence, I can't tell.

"Dear friends, why do I feel that the old forest is a bit different?"

"Thousands of innocent souls have been sent away. Of course it looks different. We must believe in the strength of the Taoist priest."

"Uh, I suddenly want to ask the Taoist priest to change the Feng Shui of my house."

"Although I'm afraid of ghosts, I feel that now, I can go into the old forest alone, so I'm not afraid anyway."

"His grandma, this kind of thing, if you believe it, it will happen, if you don't believe it, it won't happen. Anyway, everyone can figure it out. I believe it a little bit."

After the fasting ceremony, the surrounding crowd gathered until the afternoon before dispersing.

The disciples of Wudang returned to the Empress Dowager Wudang in an orderly manner with their magic weapons.

Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Master Chen Yunlong looked at his master Taoist Mo Yuan, and asked, "Master, you stayed here last night, when will you return to Wudang sect?"

"Cough, Yunlong, I'm presiding over the sacrificial offering ceremony for my master today. I've exhausted too much energy, so I shouldn't travel far."

"You go back to the sect first, and I will go back after recuperating in Tianyuan Taoist Temple." Daoist Mo Yuan said weakly.

After he finished speaking, he turned around, shook hands with Taoist Chisong and Village Chief Jiang, and started drinking.

The sound of the three of them slapping the table was shaking the mountains, and the little fellows of Tianyuan Taoist Temple dared not speak out.

Daoist Chen Yunlong sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Daoist Mo Yuan usually looks like an expert, but when he came to Tianyuan Taoist Temple, his true nature was fully displayed.

He is also very helpless to have such a master at the booth!

"Senior Brother Chen, out of sight and out of mind, you can go back to Wudang Sect, I will take care of it." Jiang Yun said understandingly.

Taoist Master Chen Yunlong nodded, and then quickly left Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Three old men, with an excellent capacity for alcohol, drank Huang Jingjiu and chatted about their travel experiences when they were young.

After Jiang Yun finished preparing food and drinks for a few people, he sat beside him and listened quietly.

These three are in the Taoist sect, and they are all seniors, and their experiences of traveling in the clouds are more or less tinged with cultivating immortals.

Compared with them, Jiang Yun's experience is really not worth mentioning.

At eight o'clock in the evening.

Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun rushed to Tianyuan Taoist Temple with a bag on his back.

"Boy, here is my health code and nucleic acid test certificate. Where is my pumpkin?"

Mr. Zhang knew Jiang Yun's character very well, so he didn't say a word of nonsense.

After checking the pumpkins in the vegetable cellar, Mr. Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and nodded in satisfaction.

Jiang Yun was puzzled, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, you should rest assured that I'm doing something. There's really no need to hurry over here!"

"Hmph, if you're in the Taoist temple, I'm sure you can rest assured. The problem is that your master is back!" Zhang Zhishun said angrily.

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Chapter 307 What a Handsome Fellow Daoist (ask for a monthly ticket)

The person who sent old Taoist Zhang Zhishun to the Taoist temple was his apprentice. Mr. Zhang asked his apprentice to drive overnight and brought the pumpkin back to the capital.

"Mr. Zhang, you really can't do it. My master is not that kind of person."

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun sighed and said, "Boy, you don't understand your master."

"You two have only known each other for so many years, and we have known each other for half our lives."

The two stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, watched the car transporting pumpkins, and stepped on the accelerator to quickly descend the mountain.