Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 426 Ghost used it, bad luck
The question Jiang Yun asked, anyone who graduated from elementary school, no matter how poorly he studied, could blurt it out and say it directly.

However, right now, what is 9+1 equal to? This is really difficult to answer.

Anyway, the villagers of Fengmen Village fell into silence.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were filled with righteous indignation at this time, sending barrage.

"9+1, of course, is equal to 10. Kindergarten students should be able to add and subtract, right?"

"The young man who answered honestly, I am afraid that he has never experienced the beatings of the society!"

"I don't care, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, 9+1 will still equal 10."

"In today's live broadcast room, no matter who said 9+1=10, my 358 group has to go to help the venue and collectively give a thumbs up."

"I died here today. I jumped from here, even if I fell to my death, this 9+1 must be equal to 10, otherwise I will be sorry for my physical education teacher!"

"May I ask nine red-clothed female ghosts plus one red-clothed female ghost, nine of them are pretenders, how many real red-clothed female ghosts are there?"

"I originally thought this was a problem, but now it seems that this is indeed a problem, and it is a big problem. If it is researched, it is not too much to win a Nobel Prize."

Although the villagers of Fengmen Village did not dare to stand up and express their opinions, they still discussed in a low voice.

Many people are guessing who is that red-clothed female ghost yesterday who is pretending to fish in troubled waters.

After thinking about it, everyone's suspicions focused on the White Widow.

Jiang Yun looked at Fatty Wang, who had a pale face, extremely dark circles under his eyes, and exudes a gloomy air all over his body, smiled and said, "Every layman, please stop arguing."

"Pindao feels that we have to ask the village head about this question, he must know the correct answer."

The old village chief hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

He took out his dry bong, filled the copper mouth with tobacco leaves, lit it, smacked his lips, and frowned.

After the bag of tobacco leaves was finished, the old village chief tapped the dry bong twice on the sole of his shoe to shake out the soot inside.

He exhaled a long puff of smoke, and the white column of smoke condensed and did not disperse, directly hitting the glass not far away.

"Jiang Daochang, I think in our village, the problem of 9+1 should be equal to 1, don't you think so?"

Jiang Yun shrugged his shoulders, with a half-smile, and answered ambiguously: "How does the poor know such a profound math problem?"

"How much is it, we will definitely know the answer tonight!"

The old village chief seemed to have thought of something, he turned and went back to the house, and took out a yellowed envelope.

The letter was sealed with glue and looked old.

"Jiang Daochang, more than ten years ago, when my father went to Wudang Mountain to ask for the door-sealing stone, Chisong Daochang came to our village once."

"At that time, he sealed the female ghost in red, and before he left, he left such a letter, saying that it was for someone who was destined." The old village chief explained.

Looking at the yellowed envelope, Jiang Yun felt his heart skip a beat.

He looked up at the sky helplessly, feeling somewhat ominous in his heart.

Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the master of the Sanqing ancestor, meow, master, what kind of big hole have you dug for your apprentice?
Jiang Yun took the envelope and walked to a corner. He was afraid that there would be something unseen inside, so he read it alone.

Jiang Yun, my apprentice, personally read:

Dear disciple, when you read this letter, you should already be on the rise as a teacher. Don't think about being a teacher. These are the things a teacher should do for you.

That female ghost in red is not bad in nature, but she has more resentment. She is destined to be with you and me.

If you come to Fengmen Village to subdue demons and eliminate demons, remember to give your teacher a face, don't hurt her life, send her away safely, and just reincarnate.

Master: written by Chisong Zhenren

After Jiang Yun read the letter, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He seriously suspected that the red-clothed female ghost in Fengmen Village had something to do with the master, maybe she was one of the master's wives.

Wangtian, Master, the relationship between you and Daoist Miaoyu of the Emei Sect is still unclear, why did you get involved with the female ghost in red again?

With a dark face, Jiang Yun held the letter and waved it casually. The letter left by Taoist Chisong was burned to ashes and disappeared with the wind.

Everyone at the scene found that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and their expressions became more or less tense.

The water friends in the live broadcast room became possessed by Sherlock Holmes and Conan, and became reasoners.

"It's the master cheating the apprentice again. He actually calculated it more than ten years in advance. It's amazing!"

"I seriously suspect that the female ghost in red is the baby kiss that Daoist Chisong ordered for Daoist Jiang [funny]"

"Daozhang, can you tell me what is said in the letter?"

"Hey guy, is this the real-life version of Burn After Reading?"

"Jiang Daochang's face is so dark, I feel, it's probably a baby kiss, I can't be wrong."

"Michijo Chimatsu was away for 74 days, like him,"

Jiang Yun looked at Fatty Wang, who had been over-supplemented and weak, with a hesitant expression.

Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, did Fatty Wang and the female ghost in red cheat on my master last night?
Meow, master, can you leave a word, whether or not the apprentice will secretly avenge this revenge for you...

Fatty Wang shivered suddenly in a coma.

After Jiang Yun hesitated for a while, he still gave up. This kind of personal grievance should be resolved by himself when the master comes back.

From his sleeve, he took out a medicinal bath prescription for strengthening yang, and said: "Old Hu, Lao Wang is too weak. I have a prescription. He should be able to recover after soaking in the medicinal bath for a day." come over."

"There is no bathtub in our apartment building. You can help him find a home, prepare the medicines, and soak overnight in peace of mind."

Lao Hu took the prescription, thank you very much.

He looked at the villagers in Fengmen Village and asked, whoever can take care of Fatty Wang will be grateful.

The villagers of Fengmen Village were immediately blown up, especially the widows, who all pointed and scolded Huai, and became sarcastic.

"Hey, Bai, you don't like this fat man, but now it's time to send charcoal in the snow."

"I could have helped, but I've been raped by a ghost, so I don't want it!"

"That's right, that's right, what a bad luck!"

"That thing has been used by ghosts, how can people use it again, anyway, I don't want it, and whoever you like wants it."

Several widows spoke fiercely.

Seeing Fatty Wang's weak appearance, Lao Hu bowed again and again, and took out thousands of dollars before buying a bathtub from a villager's house.

This is a good brother who lives and dies together. Although he has died a little, he can't just let his life die.

The water friends nodded secretly when they heard what the widow of Fengmen Village said, thinking it made sense, and when they realized it, their faces were already covered with ruts.

"I don't know why, what they said is really reasonable, and it's really a little bit unlucky."

"I just want to know what happened last night. I ask a lot of money for the video!"

"One night, sucking like this, the female devil who is good at picking up yang and replenishing yin in the world is nothing more than that."

"I've done it, one character, it's the essence!"

(End of this chapter)