"Bi, Brother Bei, are you broadcasting live?"

Zhang Bei looked at the little Taoist priest's terrified gaze and was silent for a long time.

"If I guess correctly, your master is already here with a money sword."

The old man was idle all day and had nothing to do. Except for his disciples, he spent most of his time lying on the bed with his cell phone in his arms.

I have seen him several times in the live broadcast room. At this time, I probably knew that I was coming and preparing tea.

As soon as Zhang Bei finished speaking, an old man walked out of the yard with a Tai Chi sword.

"Get over here, little bastard!"

"No, Master, please listen to my explanation!"

"Explain your grandma is an old mop!"

The air became anxious in an instant, and Zhang Bei pulled Director Fox to sit on the steps.

I also took out a bag of jerky from my backpack.

Director Fox looked at the beef jerky taken out by Zhang Bei, silently picked up two pieces and started to chew.

Not far away, the old man holding the Tai Chi sword kicked the little Taoist priest's butt.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

I saw the little Taoist priest fell to the ground before the absolute gap in strength.

The old man was very skilled in holding a bundle of ropes and tied it to the tree.

Zhang Bei's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the familiar scene in front of him.

The movement of gnawing beef jerky couldn't help but speed up a little.

The old man slowly untied his belt and then directly tugged on the little Taoist priest.

The sound of the belt body, combined with the screams of the little Taoist priest, formed an unheard of symphony.

The old man twitched for more than ten minutes before he tied up his pants again and called Zhang Bei to walk towards the yard.

Director Fox and nearly 500,000 people in the live broadcast room looked at the tragic situation of the little Taoist priest and all fell silent.

Licking the dog's bones: [Hiss, I seem to remember my childhood.]

The Yangtze crocodile is beaten every day: [Your childhood seems to be the same...]

Beiming Youhai:【???】

Zhang Bei glanced at the Taoist priest with gloating eyes, then pointed the camera at him with a smile.

"Let's end this day of live broadcast today. I'll catch a plane tomorrow, and I'll continue live broadcast the day after tomorrow."

Before a group of viewers covered with rebellious bones protested in the live broadcast room, Zhang Bei turned off the live broadcast directly.

"Go to the side hall, I have prepared some small rosin seeds."

"Where are your apprentices?"

"At the age of age, adopt children in an orphanage."

Domestic Taoist priests need to be led by masters, put a name in the Taoist temple, and then report to the state for documents by the local religious association.

Only after the certificate is released can you say that you are a Taoist priest.

The old man’s Taoist temple here was to go to the orphanage to adopt the child after he was forty years old.

He was taken by his master since childhood and treated him as his own child.

Adopted children are actually different from ordinary people when they reach their age.

You also need to go to school and complete homework weighing more than ten pounds. Moreover, after completing the school’s tasks, you also need to learn Taoist culture and recite Taoist scriptures.

This kind of apprentice is a disciple who will give you the opportunity to live in the future.

Director Fox followed the two into the side hall with curious eyes.

The old man had already prepared tea and hot water and started brewing tea.

Zhang Bei saw the information placed beside him, sat on a chair and started looking through it.

This is also his main purpose here, to look at the reproduction of the little guy recorded in the Taoist temple.

The Taoist priests here may be more familiar with these little guys than Zhang Bei.

After all, he only comes once or twice a year, but these Taoist priests will observe the growth of these little guys when they have time.

Looking at the breeding records one by one, Zhang Bei nodded with satisfaction.

"There are still many males now. In the autumn, I will give Kari another 200,000 yuan and go to the zoo to buy two female white-crowned pheasants."

"Okay, I'll contact you in the autumn."

The old Taoist priest poured three cups of tea and sat directly beside Zhang Bei.

"Do you need to buy two more pangolins?"

Zhang Bei glanced at the breeding record, thought for a while, shook his head.

"No, they are solitary creatures, one to two are OK."

Director Fox listened to the conversation between the two, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

A faint smell of pine smoke surrounded his mouth, making Director Fox feel energetic.

"A pure rosin species?"

Hearing Director Fox's amazement, the old Taoist priest immediately raised his head.

"Of course, I've snatched it up after spending a lot of effort... I've come here!"

Zhang Bei didn't care at all that Taoist priest told the truth.

This kind of thing is extremely normal for him. This Taoist temple has a long history and has a very high seniority.

Every year when I go out for a trip, I feel sorry for his seniority if I pass by a Taoist temple without picking up something!

Drink tea and chat in the incense, leaning on a chair and enjoying this peaceful time.

Director Fox gradually lost himself in this kind of life, and even had the idea of ​​becoming a Taoist priest.

After all, this kind of life is really leisurely, without messy socializing, and without endless work.

He could sit like this all day while smelling the incense and drinking tea!

Time passed by the conversation, and no one remembered that there was a rebellious Taoist priest who was still hanging on the tree.

The sky gradually became dark and bursts of noise sounded at the door.

The Taoist priest put down the teacup and stood up.

"Let's go, those bunnies are back, have some drinks tonight!"

Zhang Bei also stretched out and took Director Fox out of the side hall.

After arriving at the gate, more than a dozen Taoist priests looked up and down around the Taoist priest.

Standing not far away are three rather thin children.

Two men and one woman, the girl is slightly older and looks almost ten years old.

The two boys were about five years old, with three points of curiosity, seven points of sympathy, and ninety-ninety-seven points of smiles as they looked at the little Taoist priest hanging on the tree.

"Senior brothers, dear brothers, put me down quickly, your legs are no longer conscious!"

"You can put it down, let me first talk about why I was hung up again?"

"Yes, it's okay to put it down anytime. Let's talk about what happened first?"

They had to be curious that the urinal incident had been hung up once last night.

Logically speaking, this matter is almost over.

What good things does this kid do while they are away?

"You put shit in your master's shoes again?"

"You can't pour laxatives into the master's teapot again?"

"You can't replace the master's tea with peppers, right?"

...

When several senior brothers saw the sad expression of the little Taoist priest, they quickly criticized his dark history.

Of course, this group of people didn't notice at all, and the old Taoist priest beside Zhang Bei's side had become darker and darker.

This little bastard has not had a day of peace since he came to the Taoist temple.
Chapter completed!