Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 486

Lin Zhenyang searched for a long time in the photo album of his mobile phone, and finally found a photo of his master Lin Zhengfa from the group photo sent by Maoshan.

Xiao Dong, the owner of the haunted house next door, nodded excitedly, and said, "Daoist Jiang, amazing, how do you know that this Taoist also came to our haunted house?"

"Not only he came, but also several Taoists. It's strange to say that every time a Taoist comes, the business of my haunted house will increase a lot."

"It's just that tourists always say things that I don't understand. I think you people who practice Taoism are my lucky cats."

Lin Zhenyang looked at Jiang Yun, and his face collapsed instantly.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, exuding an aura of powerlessness all over his body.

Obviously, this haunted house next door is a bureau specially set up by Taoist Lin Zhengfa to test his apprentices.

That dark place is definitely a man-made subspace, all the old houses, the cemeteries, and the alleys are all fake!
Seeing his good brother with his face crossed, Jiang Yun felt a little secretly happy for some reason.

It turned out that I wasn't the only one who would be tested by the master's setup, everyone was the same, and Taoist Master Lin Zhengfa attacked a lot, even the real zombies were released.

Wait, that zombie, isn't it fake too?
Jiang Yun lowered his voice and asked, "Old Lin, that zombie was not pretended by your Maoshan faction, was it?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, that's a real zombie!" Lin Zhenyang replied, patting his chest.

"Could it be that they are stock zombies of your Maoshan faction, but you haven't seen them before. Did we get into trouble?" Jiang Yun asked.

Because cremation is now promoted and burial is rejected, the probability of zombies has really dropped significantly.

The number of wild zombies is very small, and the zombies in the Maoshan faction's stockpile are also consumables. Although it is not that one is used for one less, but for disciples to practice, it will also hurt zombies.

If the zombie is real, then this joke is going to be big. According to Lin Zhengfa's calculating temperament, this matter will never end.

Lin Zhenyang swallowed, not knowing whether to cheer up Jiang Yun or himself, and said, "Brother Jiang, don't worry, there is absolutely no such possibility."

Only then did Jiang Yun nod his head reassuringly. After sharing the reward for the private work, the two had a meal together and drank some wine.

Zhao Bingbing followed the whole process, but didn't say a word. She was in the haunted house just now, and she was terribly frightened by the zombie brother, and she hasn't recovered yet.

What's even worse is that after finally escaping from the haunted house, the two Taoist priests hooked their shoulders, talked and laughed, and came out from another exit.

It was only then that she realized that she had been rejected by others. When did she feel this way, a dignified beauty?
Zhao Bingbing made up her mind that if Jiang Yun didn't apologize, she would never speak first, and she would also bankrupt those two people.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't stand it any longer.

"The Daoist is a straight man of steel, I'm really convinced!"

"What a straight man of steel, that's a proper titanium alloy, the steel will still rust one day, does the Taoist have any signs of rust?"

"Laughing and crying, you are handsome, you can indeed be willful."

"Daoist, listen to my advice, hurry up and coax him, otherwise he won't be able to coax him later."

"Those who have girlfriends and those who don't, are silent at this moment."

After the three of them finished their meal, one went back to Maoshan School, one went back to the TV station, and the other took a taxi back to Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

This time I came out to participate in the program and went out for another ten days.

When we left, the peach blossoms near Tianyuan Taoist Temple were in full bloom, but when we came back, they were almost withered.

When Jiang Yun returned to the Taoist Temple, it was past nine o'clock in the evening. At this time, the Taoist Temple was still brightly lit and very lively.

Xiaobai seemed to smell someone's breath, and yelled.

When Jiang Yun was confused, three old Taoist priests walked out of the backyard of the Taoist temple.

The Taoist robes of the three of them swayed without wind, and they exuded the demeanor of a master all the time.

At this time, the broadcast was about to be released, but the audience in the live broadcast room became inexplicably excited.

"Damn it, why is Taoist Chisong back?"

"Is Taoist Chisong cheating again?"

[Sixteen Characters of Yin and Yang] "Last time I used my head to guarantee that Taoist Chisong is not dead. You still don't believe it, but do you believe it now?"

"I just want to know, is the Taoist priest surprised or not?"

"Sure enough, people rely on clothes. Uncle Zhang put on Taoist robes, and his personal aura is also amazing!"

"Who is that old Taoist priest? Why haven't I seen it during the live broadcast before?"

[Wudang Chen Shilei]: "The younger generation pays homage to Taoist Chisong, hiss, another Taoist, why do I feel familiar..."

After Jiang Yun saw Daoist Chisong, he quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said, "Master, why are you back all of a sudden?"

Daoist Chisong stroked his beard and told Jiang Yun about his experience during this period.

The last time he practiced in Wudang Mountain, he was unlucky and was struck by lightning and fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, there is a river below, people are fine, just lost their memory, and then wandered all over the country, only a few days ago, the memory was restored.

"Disciple, as a teacher, this time is fate. The next time you cross the catastrophe... bah... you must not stand on a high place when it rains next time!" Chisong Daoist helped Jiang Yun up, then patted his shoulder, Painfully taught.

Jiang Yun nodded earnestly, then went in with his left ear and out with his right ear.

Every time there were outsiders, he would not believe a word of what his master said, even if there were no outsiders, he could only believe [-]% of what he said.

After Uncle Zhang and another Taoist priest heard this, they rolled their eyes in unison.

Chisong Daoist coughed lightly, he flicked the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and then introduced: "My dear disciple, you must have seen this Taoist priest before."

"He is the current president of the Daoist Association, the dean of your Daomen Comprehensive College, and Wang Shouren, a teacher's close friend."

"Why don't you hurry up and pay a visit to your Uncle Wang. He came to Tianyuan Taoist Temple this time not to see me, but to see you."

Jiang Yun clasped his fists and saluted, then explained that he had already met.

Chisong Daoist was quite puzzled and asked, "When did you two meet?"

"Cough, master, what, the last time you disappeared, we thought you had no bones, so we held a funeral for you."

"At that time, most of the members of the Taoist Association came, including Uncle Wang." Jiang Yun explained embarrassingly.

He then stated that he held an objection to holding a funeral. This is because the minority obeys the majority, and the objection is invalid.

Chisong Daoist was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a long time.

Daoist Wang Shouren laughed, and said, "Chisong, when we held your funeral, your apprentice did object, but the objection was invalid."

"We thought you survived the thunder disaster, and there were no bones left. Everyone has been sad for a long time, and we are here to express our condolences."

Taoist Chisong was furious, and the two of them held a funeral, and then broke up.

Daoist Wang Shouren slapped him back after saying a word. Since the person is not dead, will the money be refunded or not?
(End of this chapter)