Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

The old people looked at Xu Huan suspiciously, Xu Huan smiled and said nothing, but led the old people to the main hall.

This......

Could it be that the master of this dripping water view is really able to pinch and count?

The moment you step into the Taoist temple, a coolness hits your face.

The dry and hot air outside disappeared instantly, and the entire Taoist temple was extremely refreshing.

The old people felt a force surge out of their limbs, and they seemed to be ten years younger.

This group of cute little old men couldn't help shouting and admiring the magic of the dripping water view again and again.

Xu Huan watched all this with a smile, and took them to the main hall after they calmed down.

When the old people stepped into the main hall, they were stunned for a moment when they saw Cheng Fan who was so free and easy.

This made Cheng Fan feel a little astonished.

"picture!"

"so similar!"

"The little baby back then has grown so big."

There was a trace of nostalgia in the eyes of the old people, and the corners of their eyes flashed crystal.

They were talking about Cheng Fan's parents. When they were still there, some of the old people inside were also Cheng Fan's parents' pilgrims.

Cheng Fan made a bow, and said with a smile: "Old people, please offer a stick of incense."

When the old people saw Cheng Fan's actions, no one dared to accept him as a gift.

Either clasped their fists in response, or bowed, and even two old men knelt down towards Cheng Fan on the spot!

One of them was the old man rescued by Xiaonuan, Yang Lin's father.

It was understandable for him to kneel down to Cheng Fan, but what happened to the other old man?

Cheng Fan hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, and asked puzzledly: "Old man, you are really breaking the trail. Why do you do such a big gift to the trail?"

The old man wiped away his tears and said, "Our surname is Zhu, so you can call me Lao Zhu. Your parents are our benefactors, we can't kneel down to benefactors, but kneel down to benefactor's son!"

Cheng Fan suddenly realized that this Mr. Zhu was a pilgrim of his parents, and he was kind to him, which is why this scene happened.

Cheng Fan smiled, quickly helped Mr. Zhu up, and handed over three incense candles.

"Old Zhu, please don't do this. Come burn incense, my parents will feel it."

A group of old people gladly picked up the incense candles and lined up behind Mr. Zhu to offer incense to the statue of the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing.

The smoke from the incense candles lingers around the body of Sanqing Taoist Ancestor, quite a Taoist rhyme.

After lighting the candles, Cheng Fan led the old man to the apse to have tea and talk.

Nearly an hour passed, and finally two dawdling figures appeared at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

The main one was Yang Lin, who finally gave up after many trials.

This line of questioning was indeed aimed at him.

Yang Lin intends to shake off his sleeves and leave, but when he sees his hard-working wife and thinks of his precious daughter, Bailian Steel has become a soft hand.

After some inner struggles, Yang Lin finally embarked on the road of questioning.

Accompanied by his wife, Yang Lin climbed to the Dishui Temple with great difficulty under heavy pressure.

At this time, Yang Lin was lying on the open space in front of the Taoist temple, panting heavily.

The whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the pool, and his body was soaked in sweat.

"This broken Taoism! Old man, I can be regarded as coming up..."

Yang Linpo cursed loudly, struggling to get up.

But just as he raised his arms and raised his head, he saw a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

"It's you? A little Taoist who raises tigers!"

Chapter 155 Herbal tea is good, but don't be greedy

Yang Lin looked at Cheng Fan in surprise.

"Are you really a Taoist priest? I thought you were an actor!"

Cheng Fan glanced at him, and said calmly: "My seat Daoxuan, I have been waiting for you for a long time, come with me."

After taking off the "star halo" that he made up by his own brain, Yang Lin immediately became confident.

Get up, and boss Cheng Fan:

"Wait! The mountain road of your Taoist temple is too difficult to walk. I'm exhausted. Go get me some water!"

Naturally, Cheng Fan would not spoil him, so he turned around and left.

"Hey! This little Taoist has no manners at all!"

Yang Lin stood up with a displeased expression on his face.

The wife comforted her again and again, "Okay, the Taoist priest has come out to welcome you, what else are you not happy about?"

"Pull it down! Are they all scams?"

Yang Lin complained unceremoniously: "I have no service spirit at all, how can I cheat my money like this?"

The wife couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, "Don't always think of people so badly."

Yang Lin said "You don't understand" and stepped into the Taoist temple.

With just one step, he was stunned.

Half of his foot was looking out, it was sore and numb, and his skin was parched from the scorching heat.

The other half of the foot stepped into the temple, it was cool and refreshing, and the tingling feeling quickly dissipated.

"This......"

Yang Lin backed out and stepped in again.

One cold and one hot, the huge difference made him dumbfounded.

Yang Lin's eyes widened. This is an ordinary Taoist gate, right?

The inside is obviously leaky, where does this incomparably comfortable coolness come from?

His wife watched him in and out like a fool.

In the end it was unbearable.

"Yang Lin! What kind of plane are you flying?"

"No, I, I don't know what's going on?"

The wife didn't care about Sanqi 21, she grabbed Yang Lin and walked towards the front hall.

The moment you step into the Taoist temple, a cool breeze blows in your face.

Only then did his wife understand why Yang Lin behaved so strangely.

"A-Lin, everyone walked the way of asking questions easily, but you couldn't walk alone. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

Yang Lin fell silent at his wife's words.

But he still refused to accept it, and said with a stiff neck: "Currently liars are full of tricks, anyway, I won't believe it!"

Seeing his stubborn expression, his wife was speechless.

Walking into the front hall, the two saw Cheng Fan and the herbal tea he had prepared.

Without waiting for Cheng Fan's confession, Yang Lin couldn't wait to pour the herbal tea into his stomach.

Yang Lin picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, the exhaustion in his limbs was instantly swept away.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he drank his wife's portion too.

"Master Dao, I made you laugh." The wife smiled awkwardly and said helplessly.

Yang Lin asked about his thoughts, and at the end, he almost gritted his teeth and climbed up.

A wife who loves her husband naturally doesn't care about a cup of herbal tea.

"It's okay."

The corner of Cheng Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and he waved his hand.

His spiritual tea is not something ordinary people can afford.

Drink a cup to cool down and quench your thirst.

If you drink two cups, most people's stomachs can't stand it.

Yang Lin is afraid that he will stay in the toilet for a while.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly, "Tea is naturally good tea, but ordinary people can only drink one cup of this tea."

"Why is that?" Yang Lin asked while holding up his cup, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Want to start charging?

Where is this going?

But the herbal tea tasted very good, and he wanted to have two more cups.

"Tell me, little Taoist priest. How much is this herbal tea? Feel free to bring out as much as you want!"

Yang Lin put on a look, "I've seen through your tricks."

Cheng Fan reached behind his back, took out a palm-sized teapot from the system space, filled a cup and handed it to Yang Lin's wife.

Indifferently said: "One person can only drink one cup."

The wife took it respectfully and drank it down, her eyes lit up.

This herbal tea is really extraordinary!

No wonder Yang Lin wanted another drink.

"Okay, just say the price. We've seen through your tricks a long time ago. I want all of this pot, so you can set a price."

Yang Lin got impatient and reached out to grab the teapot on his own initiative.

"Little Taoist priest, bring it here!"

Cheng Fan put his hands behind his back, turned the teapot around in his palm, and the teapot was put away.

"Although herbal tea is good, don't be greedy!"

"Where did you hide the teapot?"

Yang Lin circled around Cheng Fan, but there was not even a shadow of the teapot.

He looked at Cheng Fan suspiciously.

Cheng Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and counted to three silently in his heart.

"Okay, it's almost time. The toilet is in that direction." After speaking, Cheng Fan pointed to a place outside the hall.

Yang Lin felt strange and was about to ask him.

Suddenly his face froze, and his whole face was distorted.

Under the strange eyes of his wife, he ran to the toilet with his stomach in his arms.

"Master, this is?"

"One cup of this tea is refreshing and thirst-quenching, but two cups will hurt the stomach, and then you have to go to the toilet."

The wife didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No wonder you said you could only have one drink. Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I only put two teacups."

The wife was speechless immediately, and she could only blame her husband for drinking too much.

At this time, Xu Huan received a voice transmission from Cheng Fan, and brought Mr. Yang to the front hall, and Yang Lin's wife to the back hall.

Cheng Fan signaled Mr. Yang to wait for a while.