My Taoist Temple is trending again

Xu Qingmu fell asleep again until he was woken up by the laughter next door at noon the next day.

Ling Yunguan's disciples didn't dare to disturb his sleep, they would even sweep the floor very quietly, only Song Jue, that iron-blooded profiteer, was so annoying, he would disturb people's sleep.

Xu Qingmu got up in a daze to wash up, then went to the next door to knock on the door to argue with Song Jue.

Song Jue soon came to open the door, and Bai Meimei appeared with him.

It was also several days since Bai Meimei saw Xu Qingmu, she rushed up and hugged Xu Qingmu's arm to have fun.Xu Qingmu's anger disappeared in half in an instant, and he pinched Bai Meimei's face and said, "When did Dr. Shen send you back?"

Bai Meimei babbled, and Song Jue taught him, "Tell me this morning."

Bai Meimei opened her mouth full of fangs and spoke with difficulty.

"Quack quack quack."

Xu Qingmu laughed and said, "Like a little duck."

Bai Meimei pursed her lips immediately, and flew to sit on Song Jue's lap with great aggrievedness, with her back facing Xu Qingmu.

Song Jue gently comforted the little guy again, and said, "Don't worry, take your time."

Then he stepped aside, invited Xu Qingmu to come in, and said, "You were still sleeping when Dr. Shen sent him back, so you didn't disturb you."

Xu Qingmu said "hmm", entered the room very politely and poured tea by himself, then lay down on Song Jue's comfortable leather sofa, and said with a smile: "I said, what are you doing all morning, you are teaching him how to speak ? What is the effect?"

"It's not bad." Song Jue said, "Some children just speak late, but he is still very smart, and others learn quickly."

Xu Qingmu glanced at Song Jue's desk, and found that there were a lot of educational toys for infants and young children piled up on it, which should have been specially brought back from the downhill this time.

Song Jue has never been afraid of Bai Meimei since the first day he saw him, and has always treated him as a human cub, taught him to speak, played with him, and gave him candy.

Only this cub is not so pretty.

But fortunately, Song Jue never judges people by their appearance.

Xu Qingmu half-closed his eyes to see the two people interacting like father and son, and thought to himself, actually Song Jue...isn't that annoying.

Well, the grudges in the previous life will be reduced by one-thousandth.

Over there Song Jue quickly comforted Bai Meimei, the little thing didn't hold any grudges, and happily had fun by Xu Qingmu's side.

Xu Qingmu pinched his face and looked at it for a while, and suddenly found that Bai Meimei was not as ugly as the first time she saw it.

Now he is no longer pure black, but a little gray, like a stuffed animal in the moulting period, and his eyes are not two scary white holes, they already have a normal shape.

Xu Qingmu took a closer look, and saw that the peach blossom eyes... clearly looked like Song Jue's.

This little thing is indeed a handsome dog!

"He actually grew up after you." Xu Qingmu stared at Song Jue indignantly, and said, "Obviously I picked him up and pulled him up, eating him inside and out."

Song Jue said in a loving fatherly manner: "Don't be aggressive, be patient with your children."

Xu Qingmu bared his teeth and threatened Bai Meimei, but he was not angry. Instead, he began to look forward to the smaller version of Song Jue.

A cub-shaped Song Jue must be very interesting.

Xu Qingmu thought it was funny, and kept smiling, Song Jue looked at his smile calmly for a long time and couldn't bear to interrupt.

It wasn't until Xu Qingmu noticed Song Jue's gaze and turned his head that he quickly put on a cold face and said solemnly: "By the way, I have something more important to tell you."

Xu Qingmu sat up straight and asked, "What?"

Song Jue found out the video of "The Immortal in the Cloud" and showed it to Xu Qingmu, and by the way told Xu Qingmu what he found yesterday.

Xu Qingmu was shocked after watching the video, and said puzzledly: "I can't see it myself, how do you know it's mine? You can't even see a face in this video."

Song Jue was also very puzzled, why couldn't everyone see it?Isn't that obvious enough?

He suddenly had a feeling that no matter how thick the fog was, how many people were bustling, and how many years passed, he could recognize Xu Qingmu at a glance.

But Song Jue couldn't say these words, and he himself didn't understand the meaning of this vague idea. He shook his head and said, "I go here every day for rehabilitation, so I am very familiar with this hillside. That day...you The day I kicked over my wheelchair. A few foreign tourists passed by, and they probably took your video and posted it on a foreign social networking site, which was used by Xuan Jinghuan."

Xu Qingmu showed some irritability on his face. He never cared about his reputation, but now he was really overwhelmed. He sighed and said, "These juniors, if they don't cultivate well, they'll be in a different way."

Apart from picking people out and beating them violently, Xu Qingmu, an ancient man from 1000 years ago, can't think of a way to solve the problems and contradictions of this new era.

Song Jue said: "This person is so vain, he should enjoy the current traffic bonus and fans' pursuit, if these are gone, he will definitely feel the pain."

Xu Qingmu laughed and said, "Boss Song has another bad idea?"

Song Jue said: "If you believe in me, let me handle it."

"I..." Xu Qingmu opened his mouth and swallowed the words, always feeling that saying "Of course I believe you" is a bit out of bounds for them.So he nodded and said, "Okay, just treat it as the accommodation fee you paid to Lingyun Temple. Tell us from which angle we want to beat this vain dad."

Song Jue stroked his chin, looked at Xu Qingmu, and said, "First of all, you need to record a video of dancing with a sword and beat Xuan Jinghuan."

Xu Qingmu said: "That's easy, and then."

Song Jue said: "Next, we need to find out the foreign tourists who first released this video, and let everyone know that Xuan Jinghuan is lying about marketing."

Xu Qingmu shook his head and said, "Where can I find this? I didn't even see their faces clearly."

Song Jue said: "The Internet has memory, but there are traces of everything you walk through. Use technical means to trace the source layer by layer, and you can find it."

Xu Qingmu was confused when he heard that, Song Jue frowned, and said, "Powerful technology cannot be separated from financial support. To put it simply, if I want to find it, I will definitely find it—because I have money."

Xu Qingmu: ...

Rich profiteers, really annoying!

Xu Qingmu thought that what Song Jue said about recording a video was simply to record it with a mobile phone and finish the job.Who knew that Song Jue was so serious, he directly moved a film crew up the mountain from his company, and Jiang Yong, a well-known cameraman who has worked with many domestic directors, was in charge of the filming.

Xu Qingmu was startled when a group of staff appeared in Lingyun Temple in a mighty manner. He blinked and asked Song Jue, "Is it necessary? Why is there such a big battle?"

Song Jue said indifferently, "Because I have money."

Xu Qingmu: ...

The film crew scouted the scenery in Lingyun Mountain for a long time, and finally chose a bamboo forest as the shooting location.According to Song Jue's request, the film crew did not communicate with Xu Qingmu on how to shoot, but let Xu Qingmu perform by himself and dance as he wanted.

So Xu Qingmu was unprepared, so he casually went to the warehouse and picked up a soft sword that looked okay, wiped it a little, and walked to the middle of the bamboo forest.

Song Jue was sitting in a wheelchair, watching quietly from the side.

The cameraman secretly complained to the assistant beside him, saying: "This little Taoist...beautiful is beautiful, but with such small arms and legs...how could he be able to dance a sword? You can't even hold the sword stably. Don't let us communicate, How will you shoot in a while? My signboard is about to be smashed, Boss Song is really... definitely trying to spend money to make people happy."

The assistant also whispered: "He is a Taoist priest, a practitioner, don't talk nonsense."

The cameraman rolled his eyes and said, "You are uneducated, right? Some sects of Taoism allow people to marry, have children, eat meat and drink alcohol."

The assistant held back for a while and said, "It said you could get married, but you didn't say you could have sex."

Cameraman: ...

This touched his blind spot of knowledge...

The two stood there in a daze for a long time, looking at Xu Qingmu, they were still speechless, and always felt that Song Jue was doing something confusing.

How on earth is this going to be shot?Spending money to coax people is not like that.

Xu Qing's fungus is strong, in fact, he heard their mutterings, and also saw their doubts.But it didn't reveal it, just cast an inscrutable smile.

The preparations were completed quickly, Xu Qingmu stood lazily, and when the cameraman called out "action", he closed his eyes, and when he opened them a second later, his expression was completely different.

Song Jue had never seen the coldness and dustiness in those eyes.

Soon, Xu Qingmu raised his hand, raised the soft sword in his hand, stabbed sharply towards the void, and Song Jue clearly saw the real sword energy.

The sword energy raised a gust of wind, and gently lifted the fallen leaves lying on the ground. The fallen leaves seemed to suddenly have vitality, and they all surrounded Xu Qingmu's side.Then he jumped up lightly, stepping on those flying fallen leaves and flying into the air lightly and nimbly, and then stepped on the hanging bamboo top with one foot.His body was as light as nothing, and the bamboo roof was not bent at all.

Before Song Jue could be startled, the man with the light bamboo top rolled over and fell flexibly. The green robe wrapped in emerald green bamboo leaves swayed in the wind, and the man just landed quietly.

For the first time, Song Jue deeply understood what it means to be as graceful as a frightened bird and graceful as a dragon swimming.

The skylight shined on Xu Qingmu's body through the dense bamboo grove, and with the softness of the skylight and the strength of the sword spirit, he drew a beautiful sword flower.The soft sword moves like clouds and flowing water, as if it has become a part of his body, and every move and style is extremely free and easy.When the last sword was stabbed, the ordinary soft sword let out a sword cry like a dragon's chant. Following the sword cry, Xu Qingmu pierced a thick green bamboo in front of him with his sword.

The figure of the sword-bearer is indistinct in the bamboo forest, like a mortal who has stolen a secret from heaven and is about to fly into the clouds, or like a banished fairy descending into the world.

Then, he stood still, closed his posture, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled lightly among the falling bamboo leaves.

That smile, three points beautiful, seven points charming, made Song Jue flustered.He felt the bamboo leaves fluttering down his body, every piece carried the temperature of Xu Qingmu, which made his soul tremble.

He couldn't look away, and he couldn't make any sound. The sound of the sword was still in his ears, making his mind buzz.

In short, at this moment, he only saw Xu Qingmu in his eyes, and the colorful world and the thousands of pasts all turned gray.

He always felt that he had seen Xu Qingmu like this before.

It could be just for a moment, or it could be for a lifetime.

It wasn't until a burst of thunderous applause and screams pulled him out of the shock that he regained consciousness.

Xu Qingmu approached him, and asked him with a little pride: "Hey, how's it going? Did you take a picture?"

Song Jue forgot to answer for a moment, Xu Qingmu became unhappy after waiting for a while, and said, "Anyway, you can't say anything good."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and thumped Song Jue's shoulder, and brushed off the bamboo leaves that fell on his body.

The staff members applauded wildly, their hands were red, and they shouted again and again: "Good! Good! Good!"

Then there was another group of people applauding enthusiastically.

The photographer was so excited that he hurriedly said, "It's more than good! I've never seen a person who can dance swords to such an extent. Just now it was... light work, right? It's definitely light work!"

The assistant also said: "That sword cry... It's not the sound made by special effects, it's the real sword cry! It's too clear and loud, it's so nice, it scared me!"

Xu Qingmu said quietly: "Fake, hallucination. Actually, I don't know how to dance a sword at all. I have small arms and legs, and I can't even hold a sword steadily."

Cameraman and Assistant:  …

rather embarrassing.

The two quickly apologized, and the cameraman, who was also quite hearty, patted his face and said with a smile: "I slapped my face, it's true that I have little knowledge, please don't be offended, the trail master has advanced swordsmanship, and I also had a lot of fun taking pictures." .”

Xu Qingmu didn't really care, he waved his hand and said, "You are also responsible for the work."

The cameraman laughed, and then became excited again, saying, "Is Xiao Daoist interested in filming? It would be great if there is a chance to cooperate. If you enter the circle, I guarantee that other martial arts students will have nothing to eat."

The assistant said: "It's not just that martial arts students have nothing to eat, with this image, popular traffic has nothing to eat."

Another person said: "Don't talk nonsense, the Taoist master is cultivating immortals hard, how could he enter the circle and wade into the muddy water? Those few moves just now are clearly the magic of immortality. Little Taoist master, don't enter the circle, I will follow you to the Taoist temple to cultivate immortals." .”

"Xiao Daoist, to be honest, have you learned some peerless martial arts, and do you have any martial arts secrets?"

Everyone was very confused at the beginning, but now they admire Xu Qingmu, and their emotions changed very smoothly. The scene of wanting to worship Xu Qingmu as a teacher immediately made him laugh. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he directly denied it: " There is no light work or immortality in this world, you have to believe in science."

A group of people laughed and made noise, asking around Xu Qingmu.

Song Jue was outside the crowd, quietly looking at Xu Qingmu's back.

In his hand, he was still tightly holding a bamboo leaf that fell from Xu Qingmu's body.