Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 249 If you rub it, you won't come back (ask for a monthly ticket)

"Naturally for marriage?"

"With whom?" Jiang Yun grabbed Zhao Bingbing's hand and asked curiously.

"Daozhang, are you and I destined?"

"Poverty is a practitioner, you and I are not destined!" Jiang Yun let go of Zhao Bingbing's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

When he reached the gate of the small courtyard, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Reporter Zhao, your hands are a little cold. It should be due to insufficient blood supply. If you are fine, you must exercise more."

"Hey, today's young people usually lie on the bed with their mobile phones, put their left foot on the right foot, and then start playing with their mobile phones. They really lack exercise!"

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he shook his head and left the courtyard.

He returned to his room, lifted the quilt, looked at Xiao Bai who was sleeping on his back, and pushed the little guy inside rather helplessly.

Continuous use of asking directions, finding distances, and measuring three hexagrams consumes a lot of energy and spirit, so it is necessary to make up for it.

After Jiang Yun lay on the bed, in a daze, he realized that Xiao Bai was about to lie down on him, and immediately grabbed the little guy by the back of his neck subconsciously.

"Don't mess around, I'm tired of being a teacher, go to bed first!"

"Whoa, whoa..."

"What, did you press your hair for the teacher?"

……

Big dream without trace.

When I wake up, I feel refreshed, like a saint or a Buddha.

After Jiang Yun got up, he checked his phone, it was seven o'clock in the afternoon.

After he found that Xiao Bai was still sleeping, he let out a long sigh.

This little guy is really good at dozing off, and can really sleep. It seems that she is going to make a big fuss tonight.

Jiang Yun went to the cafeteria, intending to have lunch to replenish his energy, but as soon as he arrived at the cafeteria, he was squatted upright by Zhao Bingbing.

"Jiang Daochang, what a coincidence!"

"Master Dao, are you still broadcasting tonight?"

"Daozhang, do you want me to sit in your live broadcast room tonight to increase your popularity?"

Jiang Yun stopped while holding the dinner plate. After thinking about it in his heart, he agreed decisively.

Bingbing's popularity on the Internet is not ordinary. There are a lot of husband fans, and there are tens of thousands of people in his live broadcast room alone.

After the two had lunch together, they came to a remote courtyard.

A little Taoist priest from the Wudang sect brought them melon seed tea and snacks.

Jiang Yun checked the time, and at exactly 07:30 in the evening, he turned on the drone and started today's live broadcast.

And on the mobile phone, the title of today's live broadcast room was modified.

"The well-known reporter Zhao Bingbing will be a guest in this live broadcast room tonight"

"Good evening, fellow daoists!" Jiang Yun looked at the camera and greeted with a smile.

The water friends in the live broadcast room didn't buy it at all, and many people started to complain crazily.

"Daozhang, you are not kind!"

"I take the anchor as a bosom friend, and the Daoist actually keeps a hand with me. It's really too much."

"Hey, we are all people who are honest with each other, but you actually kept it from us, it hurts!"

"Master Dao, apologize immediately."

"Damn it, it's okay to drop the broadcast suddenly at noon. Why is there someone else beside the Taoist priest?"

Jiang Yun looked at Shuiyou's barrage, made a speech, and said quite sincerely: "Ladies and gentlemen, at noon today, Pindao performed Taoism to find the location of his son for that old aunt."

"That Taoism can't be explained now. It is suspected of feudal superstition, so it is inconvenient to broadcast live. I hope everyone can understand."

"Reporter Bingbing was by my side the whole time. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!"

The camera of the drone pointed at Zhao Bingbing who was eating snacks, and Zhao Bingbing's face turned red.

The [-] to [-] male fans in the live broadcast room became excited on the spot.

"I lost it, it's really a reporter from Bingbing."

"The Taoist priest is really supernatural, and he actually recruited all the reporters from Bingbing."

"Honey, don't eat it, your head will get bigger if you eat it [dog head saves life]"

"Hey, this is the first time I've discovered this kind of fantasy linkage on the Tigerfish live broadcast platform."

"It's over, my Bingbing wife is with the Taoist priest, why do I feel like they are like CP, have I been cheated?"

"Honey, have you witnessed the whole process of what the Taoist priest did this afternoon?"

Zhao Bingbing looked at the number of bullet screens in Jiang Yun's live broadcast room, and she also gasped.

Last time at Tianyuan Taoist Temple, she was startled by the popularity of Jiang Yun's live broadcast room. Not long after that, the number of VIPs in the live broadcast room doubled again.

That night, Jiang Yun and Zhao Bingbing started chatting in the small courtyard.

A person who was taught by Chisong Taoist priest himself, and a professional reporter, both of them are quite good at finding topics.

The popularity of the live broadcast room was rising steadily.

When the two chatted until after nine o'clock, a fly suddenly landed on the table.

The fly rubbed its head at an extremely fast speed, and as it rubbed, its head was suddenly rubbed off by itself.

The drone's lens just captured this picture and gave a big close-up.

In the live broadcast, the water friends watched the fly scratching his head, rubbing it back and forth, and shaking its wings from time to time, and burst out laughing.

"Where did the stupid fly come from, how did you twist your head off?"

"Daoist, look at that fly on your table!"

"May I ask if a fly twists its head off by itself, is that considered suicide?"

"This fly is really a ruthless person. It's not cold in winter in Hubei, so there's no need for it to commit suicide in this way, right?"

Jiang Yun was originally listening to Bingbing talking about the reporter's interview. After he looked down at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, he immediately noticed the fly.

Then, the gaze never looked back.

The fly has now torn off its head completely, and it is still rubbing its hands non-stop.

"Jiang Daochang, are you listening to me?"

"Hiss, why did the fly unscrew its own head this time?" Zhao Bingbing also became interested.

Jiang Yun said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, this scene in Pindao's live broadcast room today will definitely hit the hot searches on all major platforms."

"So now, I'll give you a preview of tomorrow's popular video. In the fly world, female flies that can rub their heads quickly are more attractive to males."

"This kind of behavior is not common in the fly world, but it is not uncommon. Flies, an insect that loses its head, will also have a conditioned reflex."

"It probably won't be able to react until later, and rubbed its head off by itself."

The water friends in the live broadcast room were very puzzled.

"Daozhang, are you lying to me?"

"Some flies, once rubbed, are gone. Oh, how pitiful!"

"That unlucky guy, he was fine when he rubbed it, but he couldn't go back."

"It's not a skill to unscrew it to play, but it's great to be able to put it back [Secret Observation]"

"Is Director Tibetan Fox here? Is the Taoist chief kidding me?"

"Fly: Don't force me, I'll be so ruthless that I can screw my head off for fun!"

Zhao Bingbing looked at the fly, dropped a piece of hair, poked the fly, and sighed: "Some things, once rubbed, won't come back."

Jiang Yun frowned and asked, "Reporter Zhao, what are you talking about? Are you talking about me?"

While the two were teasing the flies, a little Taoist rushed in in a panic.

(End of this chapter)