The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 220 Call Your Parents Tomorrow (27)

Kuang Chisui wakes up,
Seven or eight message reminders of deleted comments,

The last surviving one,

[He Ruoburuo, smart home appliances. 】

The eight characters can be recognized separately,
Put a piece, she didn't understand it.

"Is he mocking me?"

Kuang Chitose pondered,
"He Jun...why not? Smart appliances?
Could it be that the doggerel is actually a lantern riddle?
The answer is smart home appliances? "

At dusk, smart home appliances are automatically turned on.

Cook porridge at a fixed point, with its own heat preservation.

Sleep mode, automatically turn off the lights.

As long as there is no power outage, smart home appliances will last forever?
System No. [-] disagreed,

"He should have meant number seven.

Those smart home appliances are not reliable at all.
It is often necessary to manually set parameter instructions,
Number seven is different, it moves at will. "

Kuang Chitose: ...

"Although what you say makes sense,

But don't forget,

No one can possibly know you except me. "

System No. [-] choked suddenly and went offline with a hum.

Kuang Chitose thought about it all morning and couldn't figure it out.

Finally choose to give up,

The system comes with emoticons for replying a bunch of likes.
Pretending to get what Xiao Yan wanted.

Xiao Yan, silent.

……

Time turned to the Spring Festival.

Others are on vacation,

Taoist Temple is busy.

After holding several pujas in a row,
Don't talk about watching a group of young and middle-aged people,

Even Kuang Chisui, who prides himself on not getting tired,

Also weak.

The last puja,
It is the Shangyuan Festival, blessed by the heavenly officials.

Since there are a lot of believers who want to participate,

In order to prevent the inability to perform in the Taoist temple,

And the possibility of artificially uncontrollable crowding and stampede,

Kuang Qiansui asked Ke Wenqing to be at the entrance of the temple,
Posted a notice.

tell the local believers,

It is not mandatory to come to the venue of the Fa conference.

There are simultaneous live broadcasts on the network platform,
As long as you are sincere,

The effect is the same.

There is no need to squeeze with ghosts.

The believers listened to it.

Think about it too,

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, most areas are still freezing cold.
Who would want to not go out?
This puja,

Yinyang Temple also attaches great importance to it.

Kuang Chisui presided over it himself,
Ke Wenqing assisted from the side,
Needless to say, other little Taoist priests holding command flags,
Accompanied by bells and drums,

All of them require Taoist skills to reach a certain level.

Otherwise, Chitose's distaste will slow you down.
Affects the effect of the entire puja.

In her own words, that is,

"One year's plan lies in the Shangyuan Fa Conference,
Once this Fa conference is done, it won't take much effort for the next year.

Many Taoist believers come here.

If you screw up...

Just wait for the practice to increase tenfold! "

Of course, it turned out to be a success.

and quite successfully,

Successfully reached the top ten Weibo hot searches.

During the live broadcast,

Intermittently there are netizens who believe or not believe in rewards,

One of the local tyrants,
As long as the camera is aimed at Kuang Chitose,
Even brush spaceships,
How long does the camera look at, and how long does the ship brush.

brush to the back,

There are not many people attending the meeting,
It's all about counting submarines.

The cameraman's hand on the camera was shaking.

Wait until the Fa conference is over,

Weibo hot search immediately exploded.

But Kuang Chisui didn't know about it.

After presiding over the Fa conference, she did not take a break in one breath,
It was too late to change the cassocks and robes,
Go straight up the mountain to pick up the little bald head,

Go back to Taoist Temple to eat Yuanxiao.

along the way,

The mobile phone was bombarded by WeChat messages and automatically shut down.
She didn't pay attention either.

……

On a dark and windy winter night,
A female Taoist priest leads a young monk,

Stroll down from Tutu Mountain,

Talking and laughing along the way.

Listen carefully and you will find that,

their jokes,
It is completely different from the mother and child of ordinary people.

The little monk was chanting sutras with a childlike face,
The female Taoist priest beat the time to his oral accompaniment.

　The hero starts the crazy pickup mode.

　　It just always feels like something is wrong.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)