Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 17
After chatting a few more words, Su Cheng got up and prepared to go back to the Taoist temple.

Zhao Yuan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall subconsciously and said, "Stay for lunch, otherwise you will have to open fire when you go back."

Su Cheng doesn't even need to say, he can't eat much by himself, so it's easy to solve.

At this moment, Grandma Cao opened the curtain and walked in.

The old lady was still holding the little tower in her hand, and she got a thin red string from somewhere to tie it to the little tower.

"It's not troublesome enough to start a fire alone. It just so happens that your aunt has cooked a meal, so stay for a meal before going back."

"Grandma, I..." Su Cheng originally wanted to say that there would be a live broadcast in the afternoon, but the old lady didn't give him a chance at all.

"Listen to grandma!" The old lady stepped forward and grabbed Su Cheng's hand.

He said with a smile: "My child, grandma knew you were capable since she was a child. This exorcism pagoda is well done and saved Xiaoyun's life."

Su Cheng scratched her head in embarrassment, and looked at each other with Zhao Yuan, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

Xiaoyun woke up at noon, with an exorcism pagoda hanging around his neck, nestled in his mother's arms, looking very energetic.

The old lady beamed and felt that the little tower was a treasure.

"There are some things that you have to believe."

Zhao Yuan pouted, wanting to refute but not daring to refute, but was still glared at by the old lady.

"You're big and thick, and you have a police badge on your head. You're definitely not afraid. Xiaoyun is a baby with weak blood, and those dirty things are the easiest to prey on!"

"Tell me, Orange, is what grandma said right?"

Su Cheng was burying his head in grilling rice, but he didn't expect the flames of war to be on his head, so he quickly said: "Grandma is right!"

Zhao Yuan glared at him secretly, Su Cheng just pretended not to notice.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Uncle Zhao, I'm sorry.

Grandma Cao was recognized by "capable people", she glared at Zhao Yuan and said, "Look, Cheng Zi is right."

Seeing this warm scene, Su Cheng also laughed.

The elderly may have a generation gap with the young, but they also care about their families in their hearts.

It may be because there is nothing to do when family members are hurt, so I want to rely on gods and ghosts to find spiritual comfort.

Su Cheng thought of his grandma, who once called his soul in the middle of the night according to the steps the sorceress said.

After finishing lunch amidst the laughter of the old lady, Su Cheng returned to Qingfeng Temple, but there was no live broadcast.

He swept the engraving room inside and out, and cleared out a pile of crumbs and residue, and some unnecessary waste.

Taking advantage of the good sunshine, I took out the wood piled in the corner to dry it.

These are all fine woods that were given to him when someone asked his master to do something.

It's all moldy now.

After a busy day of work, when I lay in bed at night, I was so tired that I didn’t even want to move my fingers.

the next day.

Su Cheng got up early, washed up briefly, wore loose Taoist clothes, and played Wu Qinxi in the sun.

I feel a lot lighter all over, and even the fatigue from yesterday's work has dissipated.

Putting on his usual clothes, he just turned on the live broadcast when he heard a knock on the door again.

"I'll go, Brother Su, your Taoist temple is very prosperous now, why don't we open the door to collect incense."

"Haha... that's right, Brother Su knows how to make exorcism pagodas, so there must be something to say."

Netizens have ridiculed.

Su Cheng shook his head helplessly, these sand sculpture netizens, but he was curious, who was it so early in the morning?

And there seemed to be many people listening to the voice.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded: "Cheng Zi, open the door, I am your Grandma Cao."

Not only Su Cheng was stunned, but even the audience in the live broadcast room were confused.

Why is the old lady here again?
He hurriedly opened the door, and then he was dumbfounded.

There were more than a dozen old men and women standing at the door, all of whom were acquaintances in the village.

Seeing him open the door, a swarm of bees rushed up.

"Chengzi, let's get Grandpa Wang an exorcism pagoda."

"Chengzi, your little sister Xiaohua is in kindergarten, and you should also build a pagoda to exorcise evil spirits."

"Chengzi, look at your sixth uncle..."

Su Cheng was dumbfounded.

Then he saw Grandma Cao acting like a general, and shouted in a deep voice, "Quiet!"

"Chengzi is capable, listen to him!"

Say?
What am I talking about?

Besides, I'm useless.

Su Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, he knew what happened almost instantly.

It must be the old lady who showed off the exorcism pagoda in the village yesterday.

Netizens in the live broadcast room burst into laughter after being briefly stunned.

"Hahahaha... You guys are almost crying seeing Brother Su's expression."

"Grandma Cao is a cow, a cow!"

"I'm convinced, the little old lady must be showing off."

"Grandma Cao: Chengzi is capable!"

The audience moved a small bench and became a melon-eating crowd, watching with relish.

Seeing the fiery gazes of the old men and women, Su Cheng had no choice but to smile and said, "Grandpas and grandmas, that's not some exorcism pagoda, it's just miniature carvings."

"Micro-carving? What is micro-carving?"

The old men and women looked at each other.

"Micro carving is just a carving technique. It has no special effect and cannot ward off evil spirits."

Su Cheng was still afraid that they would not believe her, so she hurriedly took out a carving knife and a piece of wood from the carving room.

"Look, it's like sharpening a pencil."

As he spoke, he operated, allowing the old men and women to see it with their own eyes.

For a moment, everyone gathered around curiously, even Grandma Cao was full of surprise.

After a while, Su Cheng "cut" out a rough shape of a small tower.

"You see, this is how miniature sculptures come about."

The melon-eating netizens in the live broadcast room watched Su Cheng struggling to explain, and gloated at his misfortune and sent barrages.

"Hey, why do I want to laugh when I see Brother Su like this?"

"You guys are so bad, unlike me, you only love my brother."

"Brother Su, run away, it's useless to believe me."

Su Cheng explained for a long time that a piece of wood was almost finished.

Just when he thought the matter was settled, Grandma Cao took over the rough little pagoda, curious and surprised: "So that's how the Exorcism Pagoda was made?"

"Cheng Zi, you have real skills!"

The old lady still firmly believes that the little pagoda is the pagoda for exorcising evil spirits. After all, after "inviting" the pagoda home, Xiaoyun's illness will be cured.

Su Cheng knew something bad was going to happen as soon as he heard it.

He opened his mouth to make amends, but it was already a step too late.

"Chengzi, I will give you the sixth uncle according to this, um, what is it called, Wei, Wei carved a pagoda of exorcising evil spirits!"

"Chengzi, do you have any more wood here? If not, I still have a piece of huanghuali at home!"

It’s over.

Bai explained.

Su Cheng put down the wood in his hand dejectedly, "Grandma Cao, you are such a great teammate."

Netizens saw Su Cheng's look of lovelessness, and everyone laughed for a while.

"Brother Su, I told you to run quickly. I have a deep understanding of this kind of thing!"

"Haha... Please tell your story upstairs to make us happy."

"No, no, I want to edit and post a video, haha..."

Su Cheng took a look at the barrage, and hated the schadenfreude of these melon eaters.

But when he saw the dozen pairs of fiery eyes in front of him, he sighed again.

"This is really not an exorcism pagoda!!"

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(End of this chapter)