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

"Damn it, where are there so many priests, has the anchor accepted apprentices?"

"Upstairs, did you not watch the live broadcast in the morning? They are all Taoists from the Wudang sect. They came to Tianyuan Taoist Temple today to help the anchor to take down the place."

"I didn't expect to see Daoism flourishing in my lifetime. I am so relieved!"

"All the weather is turbulent, and my Dao is prosperous."

……

In the main hall, the three of them sat on the floor. The old Taoist Zhang Zhishun picked up the wooden fish and knocked it hard, and the evening class officially started.

The content of today's evening class is the "Ancestral Heavenly Master's Precious Letters" in "Song Baogao".

More than 300 people recited at the same time, and the voices were clearly discernible within a radius of three kilometers.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were quickly immersed in the sound of chanting sutras, and the evening class ended an hour later.

Except for Chen Shilei, the Wudang faction followed Chen Yunlong and returned to the Wudang faction on foot.

Tianyuan Taoist Temple is not far from Wudang School, if you walk, you can get there in only half an hour.

The traditional Chinese medicine for treating internal injuries was boiled in the kitchen, and now it is finally finished.

When Guo Ming saw people coming to deliver medicine and meals to him, he forced himself up, leaned against the head of the bed, and asked with a painful face: "Three, my injury is a bit serious, I think I need to eat a bottle of yellow peaches Canned food to heal."

??Canned yellow peach cures all diseases. Friends in the Northeast should understand the meaning of this sentence.

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Chapter 74

The old priest Zhang Zhishun suddenly felt that he had been insulted. The old man worked so hard to give you traditional Chinese medicine for internal injuries. What are you talking about canned yellow peaches here?

He almost put the medicine bowl in his hand, including soup and bowl, directly on top of Guo Ming's head.

Jiang Yun hurriedly grabbed the old man. He looked at Guo Ming who was huddled in the corner of the bed with a bewildered expression, and asked angrily, "You are from Mangshan, Binzhou, Hunan, what kind of canned yellow peaches do you eat?"

"Zhang Daochang, my mother is from the Northeast. When I was young, I grew up in Changchun, Jilin, my grandparents' home."

"No, I suffered such serious internal injuries, why should I eat a canned yellow peach?" Guo Ming said aggrievedly.

The old man Zhang Zhishun asked with an unfriendly expression: "You old man, in front of the live broadcast camera, you said to eat a peach, what do you want to do?"

"Mr. Zhang, my grandma, Nagada, has always had a well-known myth among family bankers in the Northeast that canned yellow peaches can cure all diseases." After Guo Ming finished speaking, he suddenly realized.

Eat... eat a peach?

vomit!

Guo Ming's complexion changed, and he hurriedly explained: "Mr. Zhang, Daoist Jiang, Daoist Chen, you three, listen to my explanation. I am a straight man, and I really can't do something that makes me feel cool by eating a peach!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all laughing and twitching at this time.

"Oh my god, when did canned yellow peaches come together with eating peaches? People in the Northeast feel insulted."

"I hate eating canned food for so many years because it's too sweet. In the first few days, I couldn't even get an injection when I caught a cold. I tried to eat a bottle of canned peaches, and I started to see better the next day. What's going on?"

"I took medicine for a whole day yesterday, and the fever didn't subside. I ate two canned peaches today, and my temperature is now 37. Can you believe it?"

"Canned yellow peaches, the metaphysical power from the Northeast."

"There is no cold that can't be solved by a bottle of canned yellow peaches. If you have a cold, two bottles of [Goutou Baosheng]"

"I told my colleagues in Guangdong that there is a Canned Yellow Peach God in Northeast China, but they didn't believe it. You see, there really is [Innocent]."

"Upstairs, it's normal for Cantonese people not to believe in the god of canned yellow peaches, but they believe in the god of herbal tea, so they often grab a bottle for nothing."

The misunderstanding was resolved, that is, after Guo Ming finished eating and drinking the medicine, he still looked listless and extremely sluggish.

Jiang Yun rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the Taoist temple, and finally found a bottle of canned yellow peaches the size of a human head in the corner of the refrigerator.

"Brother Guo, you eat first, and I will go to the village to buy you another box tomorrow."

"Those who know me, Jiang Daochang, big brother, I will not say more if I am grateful. From today on, you and I are half brothers." Guo Ming said with reddish eyes.

He held the can the size of a person's head, and he didn't think it was too cold. After unscrewing it, he picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. comfortable!"

Jiang Yun was silent, and Zhang Zhishun shook his hand holding the bowl.

Chen Shilei sighed, and reminded: "Guo Shaoxia, you can eat peaches if you eat peaches, what you say is so cool."

"No, these peaches were just taken out of the refrigerator, they are really cold!" After Guo Ming explained, a confused expression appeared on his face.

Did I just say that eating a peach is so cool?

"Hiss, Mr. Zhang, Jiang Daochang, Chen Daochang, you three listen to my explanation, I am really not the kind of person you think!"

Zhang Zhishun gave a cold snort, flung his sleeves and left, Chen Shilei also quickly chased him back.

It can be seen that the video of eating a peach some time ago, so cool, caused a lot of harm to the soul of the old man.

Jiang Yun patted Guo Ming's shoulder and said, "Brother Guo, stop talking, I understand everything, you can eat."

Guo Ming, who had just finished eating, finally felt that his life was complete after he wiped out the canned yellow peaches in his hand.

He picked up the mobile phone next to the bed and started calling home to report his safety: "Hey, Mom, I got hurt a little here at Tianyuan Taoist Temple, and I may not be able to go back for a while."

"What, you watched the live showdown between me and Jiang Daochang, you have something to say to Jiang Daochang, okay, okay, okay, no problem."

The wonderful barrages in the live broadcast room are emerging one after another at this time.

"I really can't imagine that Guo Daxia, who is so fierce, has a cute side."

"It turns out that even a strong man can't get rid of his mother's love. I suddenly feel a little balanced."

"Hiss, the old mother's love is extremely fierce, Mama Guo won't blame the host, right?"

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, then took the mobile phone handed over by Guo Ming. After he turned off the speaker, he was already preparing an apology in his heart.

"Hey, is that Daoist Jiang? I'm Guo Ming's own mother. I watched the whole match between the two of you today. You knocked my son's sticks into the air. You're really handsome!"

"Auntie, I'm really sorry, it's a bit harsh for the poor."

"Jiang Daochang, it's actually quite normal for martial arts practitioners to fight and kill. The old Daoist Zhang Zhishun is by your side, as long as the kid doesn't die, he will be fine."

"Ah, auntie, what are you going to tell me?"

"Jiang Daochang, to be honest, Auntie is actually your fan. I started following you a few days ago. Well, for the sake of your relationship with my son, can we be friends?"

Jiang Yun was really stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Guo's mother to find him, but only wanted a friend seat.

After Guo Ming took back his mobile phone, his face switched to bitter gourd mode, and he began to say yes to the mobile phone repeatedly.

The mother and son communicated for 5 minutes before ending the call.

"Jiang Daochang, my mother said that she is your auntie fan, and she wants to be your friend. If there is an autographed photo, she also wants to have one, no, it is three, because my aunt and auntie are also your auntie fans .” Guo Ming weakly made this request.

The water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly discovered that the development direction of things seemed to be different from what they thought.

When they saw Jiang Yun turned off the phone and put it on the outside, they thought Mama Guo was eager to protect her son, so she got angry on the phone and turned on the national curse.

Your sister, why did you get an auntie fan?

"Who can tell me, what is aunt fan?"

"Auntie fans refer to older female fans, whose maternal brilliance is more common, and are also called auntie fans. I am curious, is there a lot of Daoist auntie fans?"

"There is no doubt, there must be many. The mother of two children said that I am one of them."

"Me too [secret observation]"

"Me too."

……

"For Guo Daxia, the maternal love of his own mother seems to have changed."

"Obviously being beaten up by the Taoist priest, it's okay if my mother doesn't comfort me, but she actually surrendered to the enemy on the spot and became a fan of the opponent [laughing and crying]"

Jiang Yun added Guo Ma's WeChat account through Guo Ming's WeChat account, and as soon as he added friends, several messages were sent over there.

"Ah, it's really added, Daoist Master!"

"Master Dao, my son has been rough-skinned and thick-skinned since he was a child. If you beat him with sticks, does your shoulder hurt?"

"Master Dao, the temperature in the mountains is low, you must wear long johns when you get up in the morning to protect your body."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery

Jiang Yun looked at the news sent by Guo Ma, his heart felt hot, and he suddenly felt the brilliance of maternal love.

Consider for a long time.

He deleted, deleted, deleted, and finally sent a sentence: "Auntie, be careful on the road when you come here, and remember to bring the nucleic acid test certificate."

PS: This article was written so hard, can you give me a monthly ticket to comfort me.

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Chapter 75 Slander, he is slandering me (three shifts, asking for a monthly ticket)

After Guo Ming finished eating the canned yellow peaches, his energy and spirit really improved by more than one level, and he soon fell asleep.

"Little uncle, Mr. Zhang, should the three of us clean up?" Chen Shilei asked.

The backyard of Tianyuan Taoist Temple is full of garbage, and the dishes in the kitchen have not been washed, so it really needs to be tidied up.

Jiang Yun and Zhang Zhishun raised their heads in tacit agreement, and they just looked at Chen Shilei quietly.

"Little uncle, Mr. Zhang, what are you two looking at me for?"

Jiang Yun was a little embarrassed and said: "Nephew Chen, I need to live broadcast now, and I can't clean up."

The old priest Zhang Zhishun smiled and asked, "Shi Lei, what did your master say to you before he left?"

"My master said that Guo Shaoxia stayed in the Taoist temple to recover from his injuries. The little uncle was busy with live broadcast every day, so he was afraid that he would not be able to take good care of him, so he asked me to stay and help."

"He also said that if I have difficulties in my practice, I can also ask you two, Mr. Zhang and my uncle, when will the three of us clean up?" Chen Shilei asked with a simple and honest smile, rubbing the back of his head.

The old priest Zhang Zhishun still smiled, and said: "Shi Lei, your child is simple and honest. Being simple is a good thing, and it is also a bad thing."

"The old man is someone who has experienced it. I will give you a hint today. The true meaning of this practice can only be realized slowly in daily life. Do you understand?"

Jiang Yun saw Chen Shilei looking at him begging for help, he shook his head helplessly.

Mr. Zhang is a good man, with good medical skills and a good heart, but he is a bit unkind.

If you want to squeeze it, just squeeze it directly, why bother to make those detours, it seems that people are so anxious that their foreheads are sweating.

"Nephew Chen, this daily life is just washing and cleaning. I need to live broadcast in front of the Taoist temple and teach my friends how to do Tai Chi. You can do it slowly in the backyard."

"I hope that when you're done, you've realized the true meaning of cultivation." Jiang Yun said.

The roommate in the live broadcast room suddenly sighed.

"Damn it, I suddenly found that Daochang Chen seems to be an honest man."

"Be more confident and remove the word "like."

"Emmm, have you noticed that the anchor likes to cook, but he really doesn't like to wash dishes."

"Looking online for a girl who only likes to wash dishes and doesn't like to cook. The conditions are loose. Please ask quickly. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the family is pressing [big cry]"

"Hey, the number of people in the live broadcast room has suddenly increased by more than 6000. Did the brothers come here on time to learn Tai Chi?"

Jiang Yun and Taoist Zhang Zhishun came to the small square in front of the Taoist temple. He moved out the computer in the side room in the front yard and started the official live broadcast, watching the barrage by the way.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we will learn the left and right curling of the arms in the sixth form of Taijiquan, and the left and right clasping of the sparrow's tail in the seventh and eighth forms of Taijiquan."

"It's the same as usual, fight the poor one first, learn if you can learn it, and forget it if you can't learn it."

"Although Taijiquan is very simple, you have to learn some understanding. If you can learn it, you don't have to force it. I think it's good to practice the National People's Broadcasting Gymnastics."

Senior Daoist Zhang Zhishun sat next to the computer. He looked curiously at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and suddenly grinned from ear to ear.

"Let's invite the priest to start his own performance show."

"I don't need to learn if my comprehension is too poor? Slander, I feel that the Taoist master is slandering me!"

"Forget it, stop pretending, I have a showdown, I don't want to learn Tai Chi, I just want to watch the Taoist priest practice Tai Chi."