Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 305 Horoscope is very hard (seeking monthly ticket)

"Chisong Daoist Master has profound Taoism, we have learned it a long time ago, and the little Daoist Master is even better than blue. We have watched you grow up step by step with our own eyes."

"From now on, there will be no old forests. I wish the two Taoist priests success in their cultivation and ascension as soon as possible. Thank you for this fasting ceremony." The old voice behind the tree thanked.

Jiang Yun bowed to the back of the tree and said: "The poor Taoist wishes you all laymen to reincarnate as soon as possible."

"Xiao Daoist, please thank you for us, Chisong Daoist and Wudang Mountain's Daoist, your great kindness and virtue, we will repay you in the next life."

"Hurry up, there's so much nonsense, after the fasting ceremony is over, it won't be so easy for you to leave." Jiang Yun said impatiently.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and continued to watch the sacrificial offering ceremony, but there was no movement behind the tree.

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

"Daoist, were you talking to those innocent souls just now?"

"In the underworld, is the name of Chief Chisong so useful?"

【Onmyoji Six Characters Heir】"Let me make a bold guess, Chisong Taoist priest should be the reincarnation of Chisongzi, the one who broke the underworld, probably no one dares to care about it.

"Daozhang, can we go to the underworld after we die and report your name?"

"Well, I was originally an atheist, but now I suddenly believe."

"Dear friends, believe in science, I really don't believe there are ghosts in this world!"

"Anchor, don't watch the ritual ceremony, can you go behind that tree and have a look?"

Jiang Yun opened his sky eyes and saw countless black air gushing out from the old forest, passing through the altar, pouring into the cracks in the ground, and disappearing.

There seems to be a pass at the gate of the crack in the ground, the distance is too far, and the three characters on the gate of the pass are not clear, but there is indeed a group of Yin soldiers at the gate to maintain order.

Those Yin soldiers raised their heads from time to time, looking at Daoist Chisong, Daoist Mo Yuan, and Villager Jiang with shocked eyes.

"Isn't this fasting ritual just to give people a visa to go there, why is it so mysterious?" Jiang Yun rubbed his nose and stood up.

He took out his mobile phone, glanced at the bullet screen in his live broadcast room, and then said with a smile: "Laymen, everyone must believe in science. There really is no ghost behind that tree."

"If you don't believe me, Pindao can go there for a walk."

Behind the big tree lay a middle-aged man wearing a gray jacket with an earthy smell all over his body.

Jiang Yun looked at the unconscious middle-aged man, frowned, and then went up to check his breath.

The person is still alive, but for some reason, fell into a coma.

"Every layman, this uncle should be joking with the poor Taoist just now, pretending to be a ghost to deceive people."

"It's all for the effect of the live broadcast, everyone should understand, right?" Jiang Yun said seriously.

The faces of the water friends in the live broadcast room turned black.

"Daozhang, don't do it like this, it's boring if you do it like this!"

"Where did this middle-aged uncle come from? Isn't this a ghost?"

"I'll just quietly watch you make it up for me, it's up to me to believe it or not."

Jiang Yun took the uncle to the top of the hill. He took out the water bottle he carried with him, took a sip, and sprayed the water directly on it.

As soon as the cold water stimulated him, the uncle woke up immediately.

He looked at the surrounding environment, frowned, very puzzled, and asked, "Xiao Daoist, where is this place?"

Jiang Yun: "emmm."

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?"

(End of this chapter)