Dressed as a little widow opened the live broadcast system in ancient times

Chapter 3 Mysterious Taoist
[I thought the anchor would always ignore us]

[Anchor, please, hurry up and get rid of that Zhou family, my fists hardened when I heard her speak! 】

[How old is the anchor? 】

[Does the anchor have a boyfriend? 】

……

Zhao Yun glanced around, found no one, and picked out a few barrages to answer in a low voice, but she had no experience as an anchor, so she was somewhat reserved and couldn't say what to ask for a gift, and finally made a compromise and asked the audience in the live broadcast room what they wanted. What to look at, it's just that the barrage request is weird.

[I want to watch the anchor go hunting! 】

Zhao Yun: "Do you think I look like prey?"

A frail patient of his asking her to go hunting?It is not certain who will hit whom.

[I want to watch the host dig fungus! 】

"Do you think I look like a fungus?"

Where did the fungus come from when they were so dry, there were no pine nuts.

[I want to see the anchor take care of Zhou! 】

"It's not urgent."

She will clean up Mrs. Zhou, but not now or by means of violence. To put it bluntly, Mrs. Zhou has nothing wrong with it. full meal.

[I want to see the anchor fall in love! 】

"... like to eat dog food?"

【think……】

Zhao Yun opened her eyes with a headache. After interacting for a long time, she finally picked out a reliable request. She wanted her to find an effective fortune-teller to help him with a fortune-telling.

This is simple.

In the early morning of the next day, after breakfast, Zhao Yun inquired about it, and after learning that an old Taoist priest in a Taoist temple in the mountain had a good fortune-telling experience, she went directly to it. Naturally, this move was opposed, so she simply fooled it by praying for rain .

The mountain road was rugged, and it took her nearly a whole morning to barely reach the Taoist temple, and she even lost half her life.

However, it happened that the old Taoist priest was not there. Under the recommendation of the little Taoist priest, Zhao Yun asked the audience for his opinion and chose the brother who the little Taoist said was proficient in numbering plum blossoms.

The little Taoist took her to a side room and sat down, served hot tea and then retreated. After a while, he heard the little Taoist's voice from outside the door.

"Female believer, brother is here."

When the door opened and the little Taoist brother stepped in, Zhao Yun was slightly taken aback when he saw him.

She thought that the brother of the little Taoist priest should be a middle-aged Taoist priest, but she didn't expect it to be a young man in his twenties, with black hair fixed only by wooden hairpins, fair skin, elegant and gentle face, and a plain white Taoist robe. Tall and straight, holding a string of sapphire beads, with a calm and peaceful expression, he really looks like a person from outside.

"Dao... Daoist." Zhao Yun got up, put away his surprised eyes and bowed his head slightly to salute.

"This is my senior brother, whose dao name is Xuanxin, and he is very proficient in counting plum blossoms in the master's true biography!" The little Taoist said with a chuckle.

Zhao Yun bowed slightly, "The path is long."

"Talk slowly, both of you."

The little Taoist retreated, and Zhao Yun looked at Taoist Xuanxin, wondering if he could do fortune-telling at such a young age, but said kindly on his face, "I'm sorry to trouble Taoist Xuanxin."

Xuan Xin nodded, walked slowly to sit down opposite her, her demeanor was smooth and pleasing to the eye, accompanied by the faint scent of sandalwood as he approached.

"What do the believers want?" he asked slowly.

The sound is as smooth as a mountain stream, and it makes people feel relaxed and calm when they enter the ear.

Zhao Yun hurriedly asked the audience, and said, "I want to tell a fortune!"

After finishing the words, Xuan Xin slightly raised her eyes to look at her, nodded and said, "Please also ask the believers to report their birth date."

Zhao Yun recounted it truthfully.

In fact, she doesn't really believe in this thing, after all, she has received more than 20 years of atheism education, even if she has passed through her soul, she still doesn't agree with these things subconsciously.

After listening to the horoscope of birthday, Xuanxin closed his eyes, his slender jade fingertips twitched slightly, his expression was indifferent and calm, he looked like a person carved from jade at first glance.

Zhao Yun took a sip of tea and was not interested in the result, but Xuanxin opened her eyes for a moment, and her pure black pupils watched her quietly, as if she could read people's hearts, "If this character has not passed away, he is not here in this world. .”

"puff!"

After a mouthful of tea, Zhao Yun coughed violently.

It took her a long time to recover, and she forced herself to smile, "The Taoist priest is really amazing, you can calculate this, admiration!"

She didn't think the first two sentences of this Taoist Xuanxin meant anything, but the last sentence really made her feel a little scared, wondering if he really figured something out.

The audience still wanted him to continue counting, and the barrage was full of booing. Zhao Yun swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly: "Then... can the Taoist priest count anything else?"

She wanted to run away a little bit, if the Taoist priest in front of her figured out that she had resurrected her soul from a dead body, wouldn't her soul be arrested?

Xuan Xin shook his head, twirling the rosary with both hands and said calmly: "The fate of this character has been cut off from now on."

Zhao Yun nodded again and again, expressing his understanding, and immediately got up and offered to give him money, Xuan Xin shook his head and refused, "Poverty Dao has not helped the female believers, so I cannot accept this money."

Naturally, it would be best if she didn't charge money, she didn't have a few copper coins all over her body, so she simply agreed and said goodbye and left in a hurry.

Zhao Yun stopped to catch his breath when he could no longer see the Taoist temple.

Just now being looked at by the Taoist priest, she always felt that his eyes seemed to see through everything, which made the hair on her back stand on end, making her whole body uncomfortable.

The barrage in the live broadcast room reached a new peak again because of this fortune-telling.

[Is this fortune telling?It can't be fake, right? 】

[My history professor said that the end of science is metaphysics, and this Taoist priest can calculate that the audience is not in this world just by relying on his birth date, which is simply terrifying! 】

[That Taoist priest is not an NPC, is he? 】

【It's scary, if the fortune-telling is true, then no one will have any secrets from him? 】

[I really want to find this handsome Taoist priest to calculate my marriage for me! 】

[Cut, even if you can't come out after a plane, the strength is just like that, maybe you are a liar, you really believe it. 】

Zhao Yun calmed down and stopped worrying about the barrage, her eyes fell on her points. She seemed to have seen many people swiping gifts just now.

127 points!

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up. Although it was only more than 100, it was still a huge sum of money for her now!

After directly exchanging the rainfall agent, Zhao Yun used up the rainfall agent in his own field when he was about to arrive at Lu's house, and then slowly returned to Lu's house.

She went out for a whole day, and as soon as she appeared at the door of Lu's house, she was helped back by Mrs. Wang who was looking around anxiously.

The whole family was relieved to see her intact, and Mrs. Zhou said bluntly: "Don't run around before you are healthy, otherwise others will poke us juniors in the back and say we are not filial, and you don't need to do it." Live, don't cause trouble, will you?"

"Mother just came back, what are you talking about, brother and sister?" Wang said in a low voice, and then said to Zhao Yun: "Mother, brother and sister are outspoken, and they are worried about you, there is no other meaning."

Zhao Yun waved his hands, his eyes fell on the sky that was gradually beginning to accumulate cloudy clouds, and he chuckled and said, "It seems that it will rain tomorrow at the latest."

Following her gaze, Wang looked carefully and suddenly changed his face, and said in a voiceless voice: "It's...it's going to rain?!"

Zhou knew that Zhao Yun was going to pray for rain today, so he looked around, but he could only see strands of dark clouds that seemed to gather, but seemed to dissipate in the next second.

(End of this chapter)