Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

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"This girl is really astute, she looks like a heaven and man, and she will live a long life.

And this string of Buddha beads is made of the spirit crystals that my master and the Wannian Huo Qilin fought for [-] rounds.

It is a rare treasure, which has multiple functions of dispelling evil, nourishing health and removing dust.No ninety-eight thousand, no ninety-nine-eight, just nine-nine-eight! "

The great monk spoke out of breath, with a forceful voice and a strong aura, even passers-by couldn't help but stop and take a second look.

"So powerful! I want it!"

The innocent baby was indeed intimidated by the great monk, so he had to take out his mobile phone, open WeChat, and enter the password 666.

Xu Yi gave the great monk a bad look, and said, "Speak humanly!"

Although the great monk couldn't see the specific eyes of the person in front of him through the black robe, he felt like falling into an ice cellar for a moment.

He has lived for so many years, except for the experience of the perverted old Tianshi, he really has nothing else.

"If I lied to this little girl, this person wouldn't beat this old man up. I'm an old man? Modern society advocates respecting the old and caring for the young!" The great monk's mental activity was intense.

After setting up such a long stall, I met a master who could be slaughtered, but I didn't expect it to be a stubborn stubble.

I still feel unwilling to give up the big fat sheep like this. The monk finally sighed and said:

"Little girl, seeing that you are destined, I will charge you nine and eight."

"Great monk, you are a good person!"

Feng Baobao scanned the QR code, picked up the bright red Buddhist beads and hung them around his neck. He immediately looked like a silly girl in a rich man's house.

"Let's go!" Xu Yi took Feng Baobao away, and the great monk squatted in the booth where he wanted to cry.

No, he has to get his money back!Although there are many people at the foot of the mountain.But the real rich people and big dogs are all on the mountain, and the monk felt that he had to lurk in there.

……

"Fuck, two hundred and sixty tickets, why don't you grab them!"

Zhang Chulan was shocked when he saw the ticket price. He seemed to understand Xu Si's weird behavior, and he obviously didn't want to buy a ticket.

"Whether you like to buy or not, the market is like this. The price is unified across the country, and the price will not be returned." The conductor said blankly.

This kid in front of him is wearing a cheap courier suit, and he is still so young, he doesn't look like a rich master at all!

"Longhu Mountain is not bad, but our Wudang Mountain is even worse and darker!"

A young Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe with dark circles around his eyes came over, scanned the QR code and took the ticket.

"You are?" Zhang Chulan asked subconsciously, are all Taoist priests so rich now?

"Wudang faction, Wang Ye!" said the young Taoist priest.

"Hey, be careful if you buy a ticket or not. If you don't buy a ticket, don't block the entrance of the mountain. There are still people behind." At this moment, the conductor became impatient and shouted loudly.

"Buy buy buy, young master, am I a poor man?"

Zhang Chulan turned her head and glared at the conductor, scanning the QR code with blood dripping from her heart.Just for a few pieces of paper, half a month's salary is gone, so I must talk to Xu Si later. .

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"Wang Daochang, you said that your Wudang is also in the same situation, what's going on?"

After buying the tickets, Zhang Chulan followed Wang Ye, always feeling that the Taoist priest gave him an indescribable feeling.

"Naturally, a large number of mountainous resources are developed by the tourism bureau to make tourism, attract foreign investment, build resorts, and so on. There is a ticket of 500 yuan." Wang Ye said.

"So expensive?" Zhang Chulan asked.

"Naturally."

Wang also glanced at it. Naturally, he would not tell Zhang Chulan that the biggest developer in Wudang Mountain was his father.

Money and so on are really troublesome, how can being a Taoist priest be fun?

"Hey, Daoist Wang. According to you, shouldn't monks be indifferent to fame and wealth, and life and death? Why does death require money!" Zhang Chulan asked.

"That's not the case. Monks belong to monks, and Taoists belong to Taoists. In this society, there are too many fake Taoists and monks. We can't blame us for everything. The development of tourist attractions is a project supported by the state. In fact, it has nothing to do with us. .” Wang also explained.

"Oh, so that's the case! Daoist Wang, you know a lot." Zhang Chulan showed a clear look.

Wang didn't have any special expressions, that's what his family does.

Under the influence of his family since he was a child, he learned without a teacher.

Later, he felt that this industry was too troublesome, and the old man had too high expectations, so he hid in Wudang Mountain and became a Taoist monk.

"Chu Lan, are the tickets ready?"

At this time, Xu Si put his arm around Xu San's shoulder and walked over with a smile, but Xu San looked disgusted.From the other direction, Xu Yi and Feng Baobao also came together.

"Fuck, fourth brother, did you mean it!"

Seeing Xu Si approaching shamelessly, Zhang Chulan suddenly felt a rush of energy rushing from Dantian to Tianling Gai, and he was furious.

"Oh, Chu Lan. It's not easy to be a brother. Everyone spends so much, and there are cigarette money and so on." Xu Si sighed.

"Damn, it's none of my business if you smoke and drink! Quickly, WeChat or cash is your choice."

Zhang Chulan took out her Nokia phone and dialed out the QR code, and at the same time gave the remaining tickets to Xu San, Xu Yi, or Feng Baobao.

In fact, it's not that Zhang Chulan is small-minded, and he bought the ticket, but the key was tricked by Xu Si.

"Shame." Xu San patted Xu Si's hand on his shoulder away in disgust.

"You boy, fourth brother remembers you." Xu Si glared at Zhang Chulan, this guy is really narrow-minded, does he just want to save some cigarette money for himself!

"This is?" Xu San noticed the young Taoist next to him.

"Third Brother, Brother Gu, Sister Bao'er, this is the Taoist Master Wang Ye of the Wudang School." Zhang Chulan hurriedly introduced upon hearing this.

"Poverty king, I have met you all!" The king is not a person who abides by etiquette, he bows at will, anyway, it gives people a look of immortality.

"It turned out to be a Taoist brother of the Wudang sect. I don't know how the old head of your sect, Zhou Meng, is doing." Xu San asked.

"Master, the old man eats and drinks well every day, and he is in good health." Wang also replied.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou is already ninety years old, and he is also the Taishan Beidou of the Inhuman World, but my younger generations admire him very much." Xu San said.

"Ha ha."