Online fortune-telling: Xiaoyou, your son has another father

Chapter 35 Representatives of Underworld Culture

Outside the Lingbao Hall, a large circle of pilgrims and Taoist priests surrounded them.

Lu Heng and Qingyue also stood among the crowd.

At this moment in the hall, Sister Hong was holding a towel, carefully and repeatedly wiping the statue of Lingbao Tianzun.

"Is she the female Internet celebrity who came to make trouble last time?"

"Yes, that's her! I remember that she was bitten by a snake first, then hit her head by a branch, and then rolled down the mountainside."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. She spit on the statue of Tianzun first, and then made trouble in front of Tianzun, and she was punished by heaven!"

"Looking at this, I should be really scared, otherwise why would I come back to dust the statue?"

"If I knew today, why bother?"

"That's right. She was so proud and beaming at the time, but now she has a pious face. I really don't want to hit the south wall, and I don't know how to look back!"

"You said, is she deliberately putting on a show, and wants to have a meal and two meals?"

"It is possible that these Internet celebrities have no moral bottom line at all. As long as they can make money, they would like to sell themselves."

"Bah! How shameless..."

The pilgrims pointed at Sister Hong, their faces full of disdain and contempt.

[System prompt: The host has successfully changed the way of heaven and is absorbing fate, please check the host later...]

Lu Heng was watching the excitement when he suddenly heard the system's notification sound.

He called out the system interface, and after a glance, he found that the number of fate had changed from the previous "5" to the current "9".

Whose fate has changed because of me?
Is it her?

Lu Heng looked up at Sister Hong, guessing in his heart that the 4 points of life should be brought by the other party.

If he didn't give a small punishment, I'm afraid the other party would still not be in awe, nor would he repent.

It's a pity, the wicked have their own grind!
That bad luck talisman obviously subdued Miss Hong.

"Lead people to do good!"

"I, Lu, really have immeasurable merit!"

Lu Heng was quite satisfied with this result.

……

At the same time, at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

The two Mita Alfas slowly stopped their wheels.

When the door was pulled, seven or eight people got out of the car.

The appearance of these people immediately attracted the attention of surrounding tourists and pilgrims.

Three of them were dressed normally.

But the rest of them are a little different.

They wore black hats, white robes with wide sleeves, and a pair of clogs on their feet. They looked weird and different.

Those three people in normal clothes should be a small filming team.

Two of them set up multiple mobile phones to shoot, while the other broadcast live to the screen.

"Hi everyone, I'm Kimura!"

"Today we came to Qingdao on Longhu Mountain."

"On the Internet before, I saw some netizens saying that there are gods appearing in Shangqing Dao, and related videos have also been circulated."

"Our Mr. Abe was very curious after reading it."

"You also know that Mr. Abe traveled around the world just to find the relics of the gods, or to find practitioners to learn from each other."

"So, at his strong request, we drove to Longhu Mountain."

"Let's go up the mountain now to see if there are really gods in this Shangqing Dao!"

"It's still the old rule. The whole process is broadcast live simultaneously on all major websites in the world. If you don't cut a knife, what you want is one word—truth!"

The anchor, who calls himself "Kimura", first introduced the purpose of the trip in front of the camera.

Afterwards, he talked with the white-robed men next to him in Japanese, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

This scene, in the eyes of the surrounding tourists and pilgrims, inevitably aroused everyone's discussion.

"They seem to be wearing hunting clothes, special clothes for onmyojis over there."

"What? Shroud? This man is not dead yet, why is he wearing a shroud?"

"That's better than stealing the country! Haven't you seen the couplets posted by the stealing country during the Chinese New Year, are they all in black and white? They don't mind looking at them in a panic!"

"Half catty is equal to eight taels, they are all representatives of underworld culture!"

"What are you doing these few days?"

"The puppet army just said that it should be the same as those Internet celebrities before, who came to find the gods."

"Hehe! The gods of our Dragon Kingdom, don't they just meet when they say they see each other?"

"Do you think they will be punished by God like the female Internet celebrity before?"

"It's best to send thunder directly from the sky and kill them."

"Yes, those three puppet soldiers can't be let go! Why do you want to be a dog for the little days?"

"Hahaha, make money, don't be foolish."

"Aren't you stingy with the ignorant money you earn?"

"They moved, let's follow and watch the fun together..."

The anchor Kimura took a few onmyojis up the mountain, followed by a large wave of tourists and pilgrims.

Just by the way this group of people are making a big fuss, any fool can tell that there must be a good show going on today!
"Kimura, the Taoism of the Supreme Purity has been spread on the Internet so miraculously, do you think there are any gods here?"

On the way up the mountain, a cameraman asked in a low voice.

"Fuck, it's the 21st century, why are you still so feudal and superstitious?"

Kimura pouted.

"Didn't you guys see that a female anchor came here a few days ago, spat on the idol, and got retribution?"

The camera boy said again.

"It's hype!"

"Hype, do you understand what it means?"

Kimura asked back: "Can you guarantee that the female anchor is not Tonger?"

"What do you mean?"

The cameraman was taken aback for a moment, and then said in disbelief, "You mean, the female anchor was hired by Shangqingdao?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Kimura sneered again and again: "A normal person, how could he stumble first, then be bitten by a snake, hit by a branch, and finally roll down the mountainside?"

"If it's just one or two of them, maybe it's normal."

"But it's all piled up together, and that's not normal."

"I have to say that although the hype method of Shangqingdao is very low-level, it is very effective."

"Didn't you see that the flow of people going up and down the mountain has increased a lot?"

"Such hype is worth learning from!"

After the cameraman finished listening, he couldn't help scratching his head.

He felt that what Kimura said made sense.

But in the video, the female Internet celebrity's performance doesn't seem like a fake?
Could it be that the other party's acting skills are better than those movie kings and queens?

"Don't be dumb, we're almost at the top of the mountain!"

Seeing that the cameraman was in a daze, Kimura quickly stretched out his finger and poked him.

"Oh oh oh."

The cameraman quickly turned the lens of his phone and pointed it at Kimura.

And at this moment, Kimura, who was still full of disdain just now, instantly switched to a warm smile.

"Friends, after a hard climb, we have now reached the top of Longhu Mountain."

"This Shangqing Dao is said to have a history of hundreds, or even nearly a thousand years."

"In such a religious region with such a long history, there have always been some things that cannot be explained by science."

"For example, some time ago, the white figure that went viral on the Internet, and the matter of a certain anchor being condemned by God."

"Like everyone else, I am full of curiosity about this mysterious supernatant."

"So today, let us further uncover the mystery here..."

(End of this chapter)