Taoist Live: Family members must believe in science

After the middle-aged man left, Qu Qingfeng turned around and returned to the Taoist temple, ready to start a day's daily live broadcast.

After the middle-aged man returned to Wang's house, he found Mr. Wang in a hurry, and told all the things after meeting Qu Qingfeng.

After hearing this, Mr. Wang smiled, and told the middle-aged man to set off for the Taoist temple to pick up Qu Qingfeng at dawn tomorrow.

It would be better to arrive earlier and wait at the door for a while than to make Qu Qingfeng wait longer.

When the middle-aged man heard the old man's words, he even claimed yes, and slowly left the room.

After the middle-aged man left, Wang Yong, who was standing beside the old man, spoke to the old man.

"Grandpa, you don't need to go to this level, maybe the Taoist priest has already forgotten what happened that day."

Wang Yong's voice was a little low, apparently a little afraid of the majesty of the old man.

Hearing his words, the old man slammed the table, turned his head and glared at Wang/Yong.

"You brat, how dare you have an opinion!"

"If you didn't understand the matter clearly, you dared to help indiscriminately, and we don't have to apologize to the Taoist priest."

Seeing the old man get really angry, Wang Yong, who was standing aside, immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say a word.

But even though he didn't say anything, in his heart he still didn't think it was necessary to do this.

The old man's invitation to the Xinyuan Resort in Qu Qingfeng District this time is actually a cover.

Some rare Taoist classics, some valuable landscape calligraphy and paintings, and a promise from Mr. Wang.

These are the things that Mr. Wang really wanted to give to Qu Qingfeng as an apology gift.

Wang Yong may not care about other things, but a promise from the old man is too important.

Although the old man is not the top officer in the army, he is almost the same.

There are not many people with a higher rank than him.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the old man says a word, he can mobilize people from a military region.

"Grandpa, those books, paintings, etc., give it away as soon as you give it away, and I don't want other things..."

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by the old man's angry eyes.

Seeing the look in his grandfather's eyes, Wang Yong knew that there was absolutely no room for further discussion on this matter. The old man was determined to exchange favors for favors.

Do your best to befriend Qu Qingfeng.

That being the case, Wang Yong couldn't say anything more, so he had to keep his mouth shut and obediently exit the room.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to make friends with Qu Qingfeng, but he just thinks that this method of tying others up with favors is a bit too utilitarian.

And the Taoist may not accept it.

At that time, it will be self-defeating, but it will not be beautiful.

But now, old man Wang is the head of the family, and Wang Yong can't change the old man's meaning, so he can only take one step at a time.

In the Taoist temple, Qu Qingfeng, who has started the live broadcast, is telling the fortune of the second person.

In fact, after what happened yesterday, everyone in the studio thought that Qu Qingfeng would take a day off today and would not broadcast any more.

But unexpectedly, in the afternoon, Qu Qingfeng went online.

People in the live broadcast room felt sorry for Qu Qingfeng's body, and they all posted bullet screens, so that the Taoist priest would not have to tell fortunes today, but just chat with them.

However, the boy declined them and insisted on starting the daily fortune-telling.

The people in the live broadcast room couldn't help it. Those who got the fortune-telling opportunity tried their best to ask the Taoist priest some simple questions.

This made Qu Qingfeng's work a lot easier.

However, this kind of peaceful scene is not what those with ulterior motives want to see.

They selectively intercepted some live broadcast clips and prepared to put them on the Internet to get a wave of traffic.

But these are for later.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Qu Qingfeng had finished the calculations for the three of them.

Start chatting with everyone in the live broadcast room.

Everyone chatted one after another, and suddenly, a barrage caught Qu Qingfeng's attention.

"Master Dao, that, well, I want to invite you to play in our village, is that okay?"

"Just take it as a thank you to the Taoist priest for not caring about my messy behavior before."

This barrage was sent by Ji Xintong. After scrolling through it, the girl grabbed the phone with both hands and stared at the phone screen without blinking, with a nervous expression on her face.

Qu Qingfeng, who was on the opposite side of the screen, smiled slightly after seeing the barrage, and said that he would be happy to visit the girl's home if he didn't bother her.

Hearing the Taoist's reply, Ji Xintong was so happy that she almost jumped up, and quickly posted her address on the public screen.

Coincidentally, the location of the girl's home also happens to be Xinyuan Village.

The boy thought for a while, and told the girls that if he could, he would bother them tomorrow.

Hearing this sentence, Ji Xintong almost rolled out of the chair, so excited that she couldn't find her way out.

Hurry up and send out a barrage, telling the Taoist priest not to disturb, the girl quit the live broadcast room.

Humming a ditty, he rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning the room.

Also in the room, also watching a live broadcast, some people were happy and some were worried, compared to Ji Xintong's excitement, Zhou Xiyue seemed much angrier.

"How can you do this?!"

Zhou Xiyue jumped off the bed suddenly, holding the phone and yelling angrily.

She didn't expect that she had tried her best to not let the Taoist priest come to her home as a guest, but now a girl who had known the Taoist priest for less than a month would give her the preemption.

How can this make her not angry?

But after she got angry, she had nothing to do.

Now let alone wanting to invite the Taoist priest to come to the house as a guest, even if he wanted to go out, he had to get his father's permission first.

This made Zhou Xiyue feel an inexplicable aggrieved, threw herself on the bed, complaining about herself.

In the office of the "Re-entering Science" column group, a young man was staring at the screen with excitement, and on the screen was Qu Qingfeng's live broadcast.

There were a lot of paper materials next to the computer, and the young man grabbed two of them and put them in front of his eyes.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it."

"This time I'll just watch you charlatans kill each other, and I'll just sit back and reap the benefits."

Among the documents in front of the young man, one was Qu Qingfeng's, and the other showed a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was night. After saying goodbye to everyone, the boy also ended the live broadcast.

After finishing his daily evening classes, the boy began to prepare the things he needed tomorrow.

After getting ready, Qu Qingfeng looked at the backpack in front of him, thought for a while, and stuffed it into two Taoist souvenirs.