Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 210
"Fuck, most of them are Taoist robes, I love it!"

"Emmm, I thought the Taoist priest was teasing us, but I didn't expect that his two best clothes are indeed gone."

"Could it be that this is the legendary log furniture?"

"I really like Daoist Priest, but Daoist Priest is a man I can't get, and I am a woman she can't get. Fate is often so wonderful."

"[Cover your face], I moved a few days ago and went to the furniture store to check. There is one that is similar to this one, and the price is two thousand and eight."

Jiang Yun took a white sheet, and solemnly covered all his Taoist robes, and covered them tightly.

Although doing so has no anti-theft effect, at least the master's robe will not be so conspicuous when the master comes next time.

He glanced at the barrage, and said in surprise: "What, this clothes hanger made by the waste of the poor, and the same model in the market actually sells for two thousand and eight?"

"Good guy, why is it so expensive, isn't this a money grab?"

"If everyone wants it, I will make a tutorial later and post it to the fan group. It's really not difficult to do this."

"However, everyone should be careful, especially children. They must be accompanied by their parents and make together. If they hurt you, it will hurt, ah no! It's the poor who will feel distressed."

The water friends in the live broadcast room all laughed and cried.

"Master Dao, we don't have as much hands-on ability as you!"

"I feel that Daochang is the number one male protagonist of Zhongtian Wen in my mind, no matter what he does."

"Husband, I don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, or you can make one for me, and I'll buy it for two thousand eight, okay?"

"Calling the eldest husband, don't just drink too much, remember to take two tablets of cephalosporin [secret observation]"

Jiang Yun put away the carpenter's tools in the front yard, then cleaned the yard and washed it.

He turned on the computer, wrote down the detailed process of making the hanger, and sent it to the group. Just after finishing it, a horn sounded in front of the Taoist temple.

"Every layman, Pindao once again emphasizes that you must pay attention to safety when making it."

"Nephew Chen is here. I'll open the door for him. We'll talk later." Jiang Yun got up and straightened his clothes, then walked quickly to the gate.

The little brother who came to deliver the paint drove a Wuling Hongguang van.

at this time.

Chen Shilei and his younger brother had already unloaded seven or eight large buckets of paint from the car.

Outrageously, these pigments make up only a third of all pigments.

"Is this too much to give away? Only one mural of Sanqing Palace seems to be used up!" Jiang Yun asked, scratching his head.

"Little uncle, my master has already said that Tianyuan Daoist Temple needs to be repaired. You must use these paints, so I simply sent them here at once."

"Actually, that's not too much. The last time the Wudang School was repaired, they bought a 64 barrel just for the putty used for scraping Dabai!" Chen Shilei explained.

After hearing this, Jiang Yun nodded, and he and the two of them removed all the paint from the car.

"Little layman, how much is this, shall I sweep you or you sweep me?"

"Master Daoist, I'm a truck driver, you just need to pay the shipping fee, 200 yuan, these are the paints left over from the Wudang School's repairs, and I will be responsible for transporting them." The little brother explained.

Jiang Yun was taken aback for a moment. He looked at Chen Shilei who was smiling beside him, so he happily paid 200 yuan for the shipping fee.

The little brother turned his head around the car and was about to step on the accelerator to leave when Jiang Yun looked at the pile of paint and asked a little worriedly.

"Little layman, Wuling Hongguang pulls so many things, isn't it overloaded?"

"overload?"

"Don't worry, Daoist, we can't do illegal and criminal business. My car can pull a ton of things, and those paints are exactly one ton!"

"Wait for a while, there is still a little paint left by the Wudang faction, I will pull it over for you now, half an hour at most."

After the little brother finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, and Wuling Hongguang drifted around the corner and rushed down the mountain.

His driving skills are not weaker than that of Wang Erye who sells haggis soup at the foot of the mountain.

While Jiang Yun was still sighing, Chen Shilei smiled all over his face and came over. He held the bill in one hand and the mobile phone in the other hand, which displayed the yellow code for WeChat payment.

"Little uncle, according to the relationship between our two Taoist temples, the remaining pigments of the Wudang school should be given away for free, but my master said, you are rich and powerful, and you are not short of this money."

"So, these paints, I can give you a [-]% discount. Look at the bill, the total is [-]. Are you WeChat? Or Alipay?"

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at Chen Shilei and suddenly realized.

"Good guy, my brother is clear about the account, so I just said that something feels wrong."

"Twenty-five thousand, I always feel that this number is a bit unlucky, it looks like scolding, I hope I didn't think about it."

"Chen Yunlong, the leader of the Wudang sect, is indeed a good master of thrifty housekeeping."

"The children in the live broadcast room are really not in charge of the family. They don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. Twenty-five thousand is really a lot."

"Wudang faction: We have to help when we should help, but we also have to settle accounts that should be settled (poor Taoist priests can't afford to be hurt)"

Jiang Yun took out his mobile phone and directly transferred 3 yuan to Chen Shilei.

"Little Martial Uncle, there are many, many!"

"It's good to make up a round number, twenty-five thousand, there is a small part, I feel like your master is scolding me." Jiang Yun complained a little.

After Chen Shilei received the money, he happily called his master, Daoist Chen Yunlong.

"Master, I just said that little master uncle is not a stingy person."

"It's impossible for him to give out 3 yuan, it must be [-] yuan. I won the bet, and you lose me [-] yuan. There are also two juniors in the Taoist temple. Thank you for your help."

Jiang Yun looked at the complacent Chen Shilei with a gloomy expression on his face. He silently made a formula and recited the scriptures: "Heaven and earth are boundless, mysterious heart is righteous, and the god of heaven and thunder, listen to my edict."

……

Before Lei Fa could finish reading, Chen Shilei felt a gust of wind behind him, and when he turned his head, cold sweat broke out from the tip of his nose.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

"The Taoist Association has a clear regulation that monks of the same sect are not allowed to kill each other. If they violate the law and commit a crime, they should report to the police directly."

"You're using thunder to attack people, but it's a proper crime!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room watched Chen Shilei who was instantly subdued, and many people were overjoyed.

"Sure enough, there is a certain reason why extreme joy begets sorrow, Chen Dao is in danger!"

"Just one sentence away, Tianlei was summoned."

"This is really serious. Walking on the line of life and death once, it really scared the baby to death."

"Did the steel straight men in the live broadcast room see it? It's the same when apologizing to your girlfriend. First of all, you must be sincere in admitting your mistakes. Chen Daochang demonstrated very well!"

After Jiang Yun hesitated for a while, he waved his hand, turned around and led Xiaobai into the Taoist temple.

"I'll drink some tea to calm down. If you move all the paint in, it will be punished."

Chen Shilei was obviously relieved, he looked at the huge pile of paints at the gate of the Taoist temple, and smiled without tears.

Why is it so difficult to earn 300 yuan by yourself?

Wangtian, there is still a lot of paint on the Wudang faction, when will this person move there!
Or, spend some money and ask the delivery guy to help out, but the money I got has not warmed up, and I feel stuffy...

(End of this chapter)