Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 490 This is just a show
The content of the chat between Taoist priest Chisong and Taoist Wang Shouren is getting more and more outrageous.

When the two of them were young, they must have read magazines such as Story Club and the mysteriously missing No. 44 bus.

Both of them are about the same age, even if they are deceiving, they have to think of some novel stories.

Jiang Yun's mouth twitched as he watched the scenery outside the car retreat rapidly.

The story is not bad for laymen, but it is not enough for those who are not in the film.

Even if the three of them really ran into a ghost bus, at most it was just a ghost trapping people in place and creating an illusion.

Right now, the three of them are actually walking towards the city!

Jiang Yun shuddered, rubbed his nose, and said in his heart that he saw a ghost.

He has already achieved success in cultivation, and logically speaking, even if the air conditioner is turned on for a day, it is impossible to catch a cold.

After sitting in this broken bus for a while, it became unbearably cold.

"Master, master driver, can you turn off the air conditioner in the car? There is really no need to turn on the air conditioner in today's weather!" Jiang Yun yelled twice, but seeing no response, he stopped demanding.

He silently circulated his spiritual power to dispel the cold in his body, then took out his mobile phone, checked the time, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The drone hovered in mid-air, filming the front.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The 43 passengers on the bus all turned their heads quietly at this time, their eyes widened, their faces were dead, and they looked at the last row.

These people turned their heads all the time. The problem was that they didn't move their bodies, they just turned their heads 180 degrees.

"Fuck me, what's going on?"

"Ghost Bus No. 44, the three Taoist priests have collided with evil!"

"This should be a script, don't fool around, it's quite scary at night."

"What's the situation, can a person's head really turn 180 degrees?"

"Approaching Science, when did you start playing with the script? The official broadcast room is not broadcasting today!"

"Hahaha, this script is good, it scared me."

"I just said why such a broken bus suddenly appeared, it turned out to be a script."

[Sixteen Characters of Yin Yang]: "Dear friends, what kind of script is it? This should be true. Daoist Chisong and Daoist Wang are both masters, and there is no need for them to do things that lower their status."

Jiang Yun didn't even notice the scene on the bus. At this moment, he was still dozing off with his eyes closed until Chisong Daochang coughed loudly.

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough cough!!!"

"Well, Master, your throat is uncomfortable, why don't you stop by and buy some golden voices later?" Jiang Yun was a little confused.

He raised his head and glanced forward, his expression was even more confused.

What kind of situation is this? It's really unscientific. It's hard to be a ghost, but if there is a problem with this bus, I have no reason and can't find it now!
However, this is indeed not a script, and these people in front of them are not human either.

Jiang Yun looked at the drone hovering next to him, took out his mobile phone, switched to his live broadcast room, and looked at the barrage.

At this time, as expected, the bullet screen exploded, and the anchor backstage, even the official sent a lot of consultation messages.

On WeChat and in the address book, Zhao Bingbing and Approaching Science also frantically sent messages and inquiries.

Hold on, hold on, it's just a small scene.

Jiang Yun coughed dryly, and said in a deep voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't make random guesses. This is just a movie."

"Many people should have guessed it. Are you surprised or not?"

The 44 people sitting in the bus seemed to have been insulted.

Even the driver who was driving turned his head around, but his body instinctively supported the steering wheel, and the car didn't turn sideways.

It didn't matter if the 44 heads turned around, they flew up in a jerk and stuck to the roof of the car.

His face was gloomy, and all kinds of strange screams were still coming out of his mouth.

"Wa hahaha……"

"Wow wow wow..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

When the audience in the live broadcast saw this scene, the back of their heads went numb.

Afterwards, most people gave their thumbs up, praising the special effect, it is really good, it is much better than those [-] cents image quality, which is said to be hundreds of millions of investment.

And even if it's a group performance, the acting skills are all online, not much worse than the so-called actor and actress.

"What's the name of this film, I suddenly want to see it."

"Damn it, I'm so scared, I thought the Taoist priest really met a ghost."

"The special effects are really good. There haven't been any good ghost movies in the past two years, and the one shot by Dao Chang is not bad."

"Fellow daoists, does this count as a guest appearance on TV?"

"I just want to know why these people's heads suddenly flew up, and what kind of shooting technique did the show crew use?"

Jiang Yun looked at the evil ghost in front of him, then turned his head again, and looked at the master and Daoist Wang sitting on the left and right of him.

Master Chisong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Disciple, I didn't get paid for being a teacher, so you come and shoot."

Wang Daochang was even more straightforward: "Xiaojiang Daoist friend, this is an assessment for you, and it will also let the old man see your true strength and acting skills."

"The times have changed now. A cultivator must not only have strength, but also have the ability to adapt to changes. Don't be like your master. We must understand the ways of the world."

As soon as Jiang Yun heard it, he knew that these two old guys didn't plan to help anymore.

He stood up helplessly, flicked the Taoist robe on his body, and said: "Every layman, I just got into the car today to send Master and Senior Wang to the hospital."

"I hope you don't embarrass the three of us, let's not violate the river water, can we?"

44 heads looked at Jiang Yun, then shook their heads in unison.

Jiang Yun was also taken aback for a moment. Originally, he was only thinking of courtesy first, but he didn't expect that he could actually negotiate conditions.

Casually, with a big wave of his hand, he said: "Everyone is destined to meet each other. After the poor Taoist is done with his work, everyone can follow me back to the Taoist temple."

"It's hard to say anything else, but there is still no problem in reciting a passage of the Sutra of Transcending People for free."

This time, it was the turn of those 44 heads to be dazed.

what?
Crossing people?
Free overtime?

This stinky Taoist priest is so courageous!

The 44 heads suddenly became hideous. In the bus, the ghost fog was scattered and the wind was blowing.

They gathered together, swiped, and floated in front of Jiang Yun together, forming a big skull.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun drew out the Sanqing sword on the spot, pointed it at the sky, pinched a magic formula in his hand, and said, "Okay, toast is not fined wine, since you want to die, then the poor are willing to give it away!"

"Heaven and earth are boundless, Mysterious Heart is righteous, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, listen to my order."

"Lei come to protect yourself!"

Kacha~~
rumbling~

Rumble rumble~~
rumble rumble rumble~~

Outside the bus, thunder suddenly rolled, and in the bus, Jiang Yun's eyes were murderous.

The 44 heads all took a breath, then swiped, and retreated decisively, landing on their necks.

It's just that these people still turned their heads 180 degrees, staring at Jiang Yun.

(End of this chapter)