Urban cultivation of immortality begins after the college entrance examination

(The first chapter of the fourth watch, ask for flowers and ask for evaluation votes!) ）

There were a total of six people in Zhao Jianjun and his entourage, each of whom was wearing a standard Taoist robe of Qingyunguan, wearing a pure yang Taoist scarf on his head, and holding a dust whisk.

From a distance, there is a great way for Taoist priests to go down the mountain and enter the world to help the world.

Tourists on the mountain have gathered to take pictures, and some of the brave ones have come forward to ask for pictures.

In order to maintain the good image of Qingyunguan, Zhao Jianjun and others naturally responded to requests and did not refuse.

Even the unreasonable request of a middle-aged female layman to take a face photo, Zhao Jianjun agreed with a smile.

When everyone looked at it, there were more people asking for a group photo.

If it weren't for Zhao Jianjun finally finding a reason to finally break free from the crowd with his younger brothers, let alone half an hour, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to reach Tongtian Peak in a day.

Finally, an hour after leaving Qingyunguan, the group left the scenic area and came to the inaccessible wild road.

"Unscrupulous and obedient, these people are too wild, if it weren't for Brother Zhao's forced breakthrough, Dao Ye and my clothes would have been stripped clean."

"Who said no, the powder on the old woman's face just now, my mentality collapsed, I really admire Brother Zhao, the face is so natural, oily but not greasy."

"You don't have to be cheap and good, I am all a big man who picks my feet, I can't break free and can't beat me, I almost got out."

"Don't say anything, hurry up, go early and come back early, it's so hot, you really have time to chat."

Zhao Jianjun, who secretly wiped off the powder on his face and pretended to have a calm expression, shouted in a deep voice.

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he says this, the rest of the people suddenly feel hot and unbearable.

At the end of June, it was hot to wear short-sleeved T-shirts, and these six people wore long-sleeved robes and scarves, so it was strange that it was not hot.

"Yes, yes, hurry up, go to that small Taoist temple in the back mountain to fight the autumn wind, anyway, Zhang Chi is not here, if they dare to be unhappy, they will find someone from the association to revoke their Taoist certificates and drive them all down the mountain."

The Taoist certificate is a Taoist qualification certificate issued by the association, well, it is literal.

"Yes, yes, yes, I have seen that they are not pleasing to the eye, and their little broken Taoist temple dares to have the same name as us, and it is also called Qingyun Palace, who gave them dog guts."

"It shouldn't have been given by Liang Jingru."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone walked towards Tianfeng while talking and laughing, and even the hot weather didn't seem so unbearable.

I don't know how long I walked, and suddenly someone said.

"This weather forecast is also inaccurate, saying that today is a sunny day, why is it suddenly cloudy?"

"It's not cloudy, it looks like it's foggy, is it going to rain?" The person next to him said.

"Hey, the weather in the mountains is like this, it will change, how long will it take, boss, why don't we go back and come back tomorrow?"

Thinking of the rain, this person retreated a little, of course, it is most comfortable to go home and lie down on a rainy day, and the Taoist masters are the life of sin.

But when this person looked up again after speaking, he found that Zhao Jianjun, who was walking in the front, was gone.

"Boss? Top dog! "

The man screamed a few times and didn't respond, so he quickly turned around and said to the person next to him, "Boss, look..."

Something weird happened.

The companion who had spoken to him just now was also gone.

"I'm rough!"

The man directly sprayed swear words, turned around and shouted loudly, "Where have you gone, stop playing, I'm afraid of the dark!" "

Unfortunately, there was still no one around to answer, and even the voice seemed to have disappeared.

The entire hillside becomes a hill of silence.

This person was completely panicked, and he couldn't care about any trouble in the autumn wind, so he turned around and wanted to go back.

But after turning around, he found in despair that he couldn't find the way he came.

"Help!"

Finally, a middle-aged man in his thirties let out a desperate cry in the fog, but unfortunately no one heard it.

What this person didn't know was that in fact, he was not the only one who screamed in despair, and even Zhao Jianjun, who led the team, was squatting on a stone at this time, looking around blankly.

He knew this stone, it was on the way to Tongtian Peak, he had been to Qingyun Palace many times before, and he was very familiar with everything on the side of the road, and he could find the way with his eyes closed.

But today he found that he was not working, and that he had passed through the stone four times, which showed that he had been circling around the neighborhood, and that all the people he had brought with him had been scattered, and he could not find any of them.

"This is too evil, isn't it, is it a ghost hitting the wall?"

Ghost hitting the wall is a phenomenon that often occurs in the dark or in the suburbs, and cannot walk out of a circle because of confusion.

"It's just a ghost hitting the wall, and it should be no problem to watch the road without taking the curve."

At this moment, as a Taoist priest, Zhao Jianjun's first thought was to believe in science, rather than think that it was metaphysics.

After all, he was also a high-achieving student who scored nearly 600 points in the college entrance examination and graduated from university.

In these years, I don't have a diploma or anything, and I'm embarrassed to become a monk.

On Tongtian Peak, Su Qiu stood with his hands in his hands.

Not long after Zhao Jianjun and the others entered the fog range, he felt it.

However, Su Qiu didn't plan to let them out easily.

On the first day of the Qimen Formation, it was natural to kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys.

These fake Taoist priests from Qingyunguan were unlucky and hit the muzzle of the gun, which was also self-inflicted.

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