"Pindao is not an old god, he is just an ordinary Taoist priest!"
The old Taoist priest, who has white beard and hair but a rosy face, looks very casual when facing Lao Rendao's live broadcast.
When he raised his hands and raised his feet, there was a feeling of being natural and returning to his original nature.
"Ahhh! This is the master from the fairy tale!"
"That's right! When I saw this old god, the kind master with the white hair and childish face in Xian Xia, I immediately felt proud."
Netizens were very excited.
Lao Rendao was also secretly happy: Hey, I finally found the master of Danxia Temple!
However, Lao Rendao knew very well that the person who saved him in the underground palace should not be this old man.
Because in a daze, the voices he heard were all young and different from the old Taoist priest.
"This old god may be that master's teacher!"
With this thought in his mind, Lao Rendao looked at the old Taoist priest with respect.
"Old Immortal, are you the only one in this Taoist temple?"
After following the old Taoist priest up the mountain and entering the broken Taoist temple with the plaque "Danxia Temple" on it, Lao Rendao spoke carefully.
"Yes! I am the only one in the Taoist temple now!"
The old Taoist priest glanced at the selfie stick from the corner of his eye and said with a hint of melancholy.
Keen netizens immediately heard something strange——
"Wow! There is a story! This old god must be a man with a story!"
"That's it? A broken Taoist temple in a remote village?"
"Ask the old man, I always feel that the old immortal must have many stories."
Lao Rendao glanced at the barrage. In fact, even if the fans didn't urge him, he still wanted to continue questioning.
"Old Immortal, I see that although your Taoist temple is dilapidated, it is still an orthodox Taoist sect. It should have been prosperous. Why are you the only one?"
Lao Rendao is still very good at talking. While making idioms, he also does not forget to praise the old Taoist priest.
Sure enough, Lao Rendao's phrase "orthodox Taoism" pleased the old Taoist priest and he became interested.
Gently stroking his beard, the old Taoist priest said in a reminiscing tone, "More than eighty years ago, my masters and brothers all went down the mountain, leaving me alone as a little Taoist boy to guard the mountain gate."
This sentence alone silenced Lao Rendao and the netizens in the live broadcast room.
More than eighty years ago?
Any Chinese who has some knowledge of history knows what year it is.
War is raging, the country is ruined, ghosts and beasts are rampant, and all life is in ruins.
"Ouch! I'm in tears!"
"Taoist priests come down from the mountains in troubled times, and return to the mountains and forests in prosperous times!"
"Old god, I'm sorry, I, I just said bad words!"
"Master and senior brothers have all gone down the mountain, leaving only the youngest Taoist boy. Wow, just thinking about it makes me cry!"
"...More than eighty years later, the old immortal is still guarding the Taoist temple. He must be waiting for the master and senior brother to come back!"
Netizens were really moved. Cry, cry, comment, comment.
However, even the netizens who said "the old gods are waiting for the master to return" also know that those people will not come back.
More than eighty years old. When we came down the mountain, the youngest one would be twenty years old.
An old man who is more than a hundred years old, even if he is alive,...
Just when the people in front of and behind the live broadcast camera were silent and sighing, they suddenly heard a cheerful voice-over——
"Master! Master! I found the master!"
Lao Rendao & netizens:...
What's happening here?
Are you sure it's not a prearranged script?
This, this is too coincidental.
Even the old Taoist priest looked melancholy, and his expression was a little cracked.
Ahem, he does miss his master, senior brother and other relatives.
It's just that more than eighty years have passed, and no matter how strong the emotion is, it will turn into a faint longing.
He still remembered his master's voice and smile, but he couldn't
Crying and crying frequently.
And after practicing for more than eighty years, although Chi Qingshi is not talented enough, his Taoist heart is very stable.
He also entered a state of returning to his original nature.
Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, laugh and scold, do as you please.
He showed such an obvious expression because he saw the selfie stick in Lao Rendao's hand!
As for acting, even an old man who is almost a hundred years old still has a childish heart that wants to be "famous".
However, when he heard the energetic voice of his disciple, his whole body was a little cracked——
Smelly girl, what do you mean you found your master?
My master looked forty or fifty years old when he picked me up, but he was actually over a hundred years old.
This is because he practices Taoism and prolongs his life.
Now more than eighty years have passed, and the master is already over two hundred years old. How can he still be alive?
Although Chi Qingshi had deduced destiny for his master several times, his cultivation level was too low and he tortured himself to the point of vomiting blood every time.
After too many times, he was always injured, so Chi Qingshi accepted his fate.
He couldn't calculate the fate of his master, and he also hoped that his master would live a long life.
But, two hundred and eight years old!
It's unrealistic no matter how you think about it.
Could it be that the stinky girl was deceived?
As soon as this idea came up, Chi Qingshi suppressed it himself.
impossible!
The stinky girl has been traveling in the world since she was thirteen years old, and she has long been extremely familiar with the tricks of the swindler.
Ahem, the little girl herself is a master at playing tricks, how could she be fooled?
Chi Qingshi's mind was filled with questions, and he didn't care about acting in front of Lao Rendao. He took a few steps quickly and headed towards the mountain gate.
He wanted to see who the devil was who dared to pretend to be his master!
An old Taoist priest in his nineties walked as fast as he could, rolling up his sleeves as he walked.
That look didn't look like he was greeting the master, but like he was going to fight with someone!
Lao Rendao was dumbfounded. He didn't even bother to explain to the netizens in the live broadcast room——
Fellow Taoists, this is really not the script I arranged!
This is also my first time to visit Danxia Temple!
Habitually holding up the selfie stick, Lao Rendao chased after him.
When they reached the mountain gate, they met a group of three people.
The person leading the way was naturally his stinky disciple Chi Qiaomu.
Following her were two equally young and pink boys and girls.
"As expected, it's not Master!"
Chi Qingshi couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed.
Although he thought it was impossible, when he heard his disciple's cry, Chi Qingshi still had some fantasies in his heart.
Then, the illusion was shattered!
That man was not his master at all.
When the master left, Chi Qingshi was ten years old and had already remembered things.
Moreover, he would personally draw a portrait of his master every few years. Even after more than eighty years and people's memory has faded, the portrait is still there.
Until now, Chi Qingshi still clearly remembers the appearance of his master.
A middle-aged handsome man in his forties or fifties, with a cold temperament and picturesque features, he looks like the master of the legendary Eight Immortals Lu Dongbin.
The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy also had a very outstanding appearance, and his temperament, eh, this temperament was inexplicably familiar.
Chi Qingshi's heart was pounding.
"Idiot! Before I came down the mountain as my teacher, didn't I tell you that if you can guard this Taoist temple, then guard it. If you can't, go down the mountain and join the world."
Get a wife, have children, and be a happy ordinary person!
Chi Po looked at the old man with white beard and hair, overlapping his appearance with the little Taoist boy in his memory, and suddenly felt a little sad.
thump!
Chi Qingshi knelt down, because Chi Powang's words were exactly what the master said to him before coming down the mountain.
Moreover, the closer he got to Chi Powan, the more Chi Qingshi felt the familiar feeling.
the taste of.
"Master! You are finally back!"
Chi Qingshi originally thought that his Taoist heart was strong and that he had already passed the point of neither being sad nor happy.
but--
This is the master, the mentor who saved him, raised him, and taught him.
Seeing the master again, Chi Qingshi couldn't care less about Taoism and nature. He cried like an aggrieved child.
Lao Rendao, who was catching up, happened to see this scene, and his three views continued to be shattered!
Netizens:…
Even if there is a script, the plot is at least more reliable!
Just such a stupid plot, I couldn’t have written it even if I had cerebral thrombosis for ten years!
"It's over, it's over! The old master has also started hiring people to act!"
"That's right, what kind of bullshit plot is this?"
"Thank you for believing that I really stepped on the horse just now, and all my tears were in vain!"
"Report! You must report! These internet celebrities will do whatever it takes to get traffic."
"That's right! How can you entertain a hero?"
Netizens were very angry. They did not believe that the pictures shown in the camera were real.
Lao Ren said: ...
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have witnessed an amazing Xuanmen event!
The most important thing is that he recognized the beautiful loli who saved him, standing behind the "master".
Lao Rendao didn't bother to explain to the netizens in the live broadcast room that although he likes to use supernatural events as a gimmick, live broadcast and make a lot of money.
However, Lao Rendao still has his own principles——
He would never broadcast a real supernatural event live.
Although he was "born with a good destiny," he couldn't really seek death.
Since there are some things that are not officially announced, there is a certain truth.
Lao Rendao realized that Danxia Temple had a big secret, so he simply quit the live broadcast.
Netizens:…
Are you angry because you were exposed?
WTF!
He is indeed a charlatan and a liar!
Lao Rendao knew that after this incident, he might lose fans on a large scale.
However, he really can't live broadcast randomly.
And this matter is also related to his savior——
Lao Rendao saw with his own eyes the white-haired old immortal bowing his hands to the beautiful Lolita and calling her "little junior sister"!
Oh~~
Lao Rendao knew that the "little sister" he heard in a trance was indeed this beautiful and cute girl.
"Huh? Who are you? Who asked you to watch the live broadcast in Danxia?"
Lao Rendao was in a daze when a cheerful female voice sounded in his ears.
Chi Qiaomu is also an Internet celebrity himself and is very familiar with his "peers".
Seeing the selfie stick in Lao Rendao's hand and his bulging backpack, Chi Qiaomu knew that this person should be an anchor.
"I, I am Lao Rendao! The network ID is Lao Dao!"
Lao Rendao stammered.
He was excited and awed when he met a true Taoist master.
The eyes of Chi Powan and Gu Qingcheng were also attracted.
"Huh?" Chi Powan frowned slightly and let out a light huh!
"Huh? It's you!"
Gu Qingcheng, like a simple child, recognized Lao Rendao as the anchor who was trying to kill himself. He did not pretend to hide it deeply, but said it directly.
