Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 487 The Fat Taoist Opens His Kneel for Fortune Telling in Fengchan Palace
In terms of height, Mount Tai is not considered the first mountain in Xiaguo. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is only 500 meters above sea level.

It's just that it is located in the North China Plain and there are no mountains around, so it looks tall and straight.

Ning Fan had climbed the mountain a lot, but it was also the first time he took the cableway. His eyes fell on the mountain, and he had a different feeling.

"I finally understand why the ancients felt sorry for Mount Tai."

"Climbing for fun and writing poems are really good."

Wang Duoyu agrees very much.

"The favorite things of the ancient literati were outings, mountaineering, and drinking flower wine. Didn't they pay attention to it before? Why do fireworks go to Yangzhou in March? It's because Yangzhou has skinny horses!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

They really didn't think of this reason.

The fireworks in Yangzhou in March are actually for the Yangzhou skinny horse?
I have to say that this idea is really reasonable, but I don't know if Meng Haoran and Li Bai will come up and smash his head when they find out.

"What is a Yangzhou skinny horse? Shouldn't you go to the grassland or Mobei to ride a horse?"

The honest man Baoyou spoke, but no one responded in the live broadcast room.

They are all gentlemen, how can they know such things as Yangzhou Shouma, Dongguan-style service, and Haitian Shengyan?
The barrage has never been heard.

Ning Fan didn't bother to expose them, they were all foxes of a thousand years old, what kind of chat room were they playing here?

Looking at the barrage, you can smell the coquettishness on your body.

"arrive."

The cableway stopped, and Banliangjin pointed to a Sifangtai in the distance according to the map guide, which was the place of Fengchantai.

According to the map records of the scenic spot, it was the place where Emperor Qianlong offered sacrifices to Mount Tai for the last time.

"There are also records of previous emperors offering sacrifices here."

Wang Duoyu flipped through the introduction curiously.

"all fake."

The bullet screen was one step ahead of him in saying these things.

"Not all of them are fake, but one of them is true."

"what?"

Bao friends asked what was different.

"The original site of the Qianlong sacrificial ceremony, left by other emperors, is probably no longer here, but there are still shadows nearby, go and look for it."

The three of them went along the mountain road.

Walking all the way, the camera shows the scenery of Mount Tai.

However, the treasure friends are not in the mood to look at the scenery now, and are seriously waiting for the results from Ning Fan.

If the treasure of Fengchan Terrace is really discovered, it will definitely be big news.

When Taishan built a scenic spot and passed on the good things that have not been found for so many years, Master Ning just walked around like this and bought a ticket to come in like a tourist. It will definitely make headlines!
When he arrived at the Fengchan Terrace scenic spot, Ning Fan shook his head after only looking at it for a few seconds and lost interest.

I thought there would still be some old things here, but I didn’t expect that even the platform was refurbished with reinforced concrete later, only a few pillars and the main hall outside were barely considered old historical objects.

"Does the guest want to tell a fortune?"

Inside the Fengchan Hall, a fat man in a Taoist uniform came out, his face was somewhat fairy-like, but there were grains of rice on his lips.

In front of several people, he took it off and put it in his mouth without any care.

"Every particle is hard work, every particle is hard work!"

After finishing speaking, he straightened his Taoist robe and bowed slightly.

"Fang Xuzi, a poor Taoist, is a Taoist priest who has placed an order in Mount Tai. Now he is in charge of the corresponding matters of the Fengchan Terrace. Seeing that the guest is magnificent and extraordinary, he must be a person who is going to do great things. Why don't you do some calculations?"

The treasure friends were startled when they heard it.

Is this a lie or is it really a master?

Master Ning is looking for things, except for the live broadcast room, no one else should know.

"really?"

"But this one is more powerful than ordinary people, and there is no such thing as a bloody disaster."

"I just don't know if it's accurate. If it's cheap, you can take a look."

The treasure friends are deeply touched by this.

They usually have fortune-tellers, and the fortune-telling gold is not cheap anymore, but in Ning Fan's live broadcast room, the price of fortune-telling is outrageously high.

Half taels of gold is 1 yuan at a time. Although Master Ning is less, it is still a few thousand yuan less.

They don't mind taking care of business if someone can do the math well and it's not expensive.

Anthracene...not right.

It can't be called business, it should be gold.

The heavenly secrets must not be revealed, the master is helping all sentient beings like this!
"How does the master do fortune-telling here?"

Ning Fan asked politely.

"20 yuan a time, no deception, this money is nothing more than my hands, it falls directly into the merit box, it is considered as a sacrifice for you to sacrifice to the Great God of Earth."

"We place orders like this. If the calculation is accurate, recommend a few more friends to come here to do the calculation."

The middle-aged Taoist made a bow.

"Good man!"

The eyes of the friends lit up.

Those who can come out to take jobs like this have no strength and have already been beaten to death. It seems that this time it is a real master.

The point is that the real master is still so cheap, which is easier to use than Dr. Shaffer... No, he is a good person!
"Okay, that counts."

Ning Fan was not in a hurry to leave, and sat on the stool.

"How does the Daoist want to tell the fortune?"

"Just draw lots."

The fat Taoist grabbed a greasy lottery tube, shook it twice, saw that Ning Fan raised his hand to grab it, and hurriedly stopped it.

"Guests, don't worry, you didn't draw the lottery, but other creatures did it for you."

"So miraculous?"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows and followed the road.

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked. Naturally, there will be an abnormal creature to help. The guests only need to think about what they want, and I will let this creature come to draw lots."

The fat Taoist raised his hand, and a yellow bird flew down from the beam.

The size of a palm, she is golden all over, and the look of unruliness in her eyes is very gratifying.

"So beautiful!"

"I really like such an obedient bird, even better than a cockatiel."

"Is this a Taoist priest's pet? Interesting!"

In the live broadcast room, Baoyou was discussing lively, and the fat Taoist priest had already turned the lottery and muttered words.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu and King Zheng!"

All the buddies are dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

I have never heard of such a mixture of Taoist formulas, thousands of characters and hundreds of surnames, how to fool ghosts?

"Could it be the secret method of their lineage? After all, some Taoists have their own inheritance."

"It's also possible that it's just a pretense of casual reading. Maybe it's inconvenient to tell us the true biography?"

"Thanks to Master Ning's powerful system, I was able to hear the muttering voice directly. When I passed by last time, I thought it was a real spell!"

"Ask him what's the matter!"

"Yes, I can't let you be fooled!"

The friends of Baobao are excited.

Wang Duoyu couldn't hold his breath anymore, he was weakened just now at the foot of the mountain because of the dispute between the three families of Zhang Kong and Wang.

Now encountering Taoist priests being deflated can be regarded as seizing the opportunity to fight back.

As for whether the other party is from Tianshi Mountain?

Does it matter?
I am looking for faults, so I don't care about these, I stood up and laughed.

"Master Daoist, your mantra sounds unfamiliar, doesn't it?"

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Wang Duoyu's statement coupled with the current appearance is really stronger than Huaqiang.

The fat Taoist was stunned.

He has placed orders here for two or three years, and no one has heard what he said. He didn't expect to meet someone with good hearing this time.

Hard to do.

Fortunately, he has also been in this business for many years, and he has plenty of ways to explain it, he said calmly.

"The guest doesn't understand now, there is a saying for this!"

(End of this chapter)