My Taoist Temple is trending again

Everyone turned their heads to look at the sound, and saw a tall middle-aged man, wearing casual clothes and a thin linen hat, he was both elegant and graceful.Although he is not young, he is well maintained, his figure is still tall and straight, his skin is delicate and fair, and his facial features are very regular.

Xu Qingmu felt that this person was very familiar, but at a glance, he didn't recognize who it was.

It may have been entrusted by the reporter to cooperate.

Xu Qingmu suddenly felt a little funny, he and Song Jue looked at each other, and they both laughed lightly.

They wanted to see what the man was up to.

When the reporter saw that someone was going to break the news, he burst into laughter immediately, walked over with the microphone and video camera, and quickly asked, "Hi sir, do you have any exclusive news to disclose?"

The middle-aged handsome guy glanced at Xu Qingmu, then looked at the camera, and said in a low and pleasant voice: "I just arrived, and I don't know the situation yet. I heard you guys talking about shampoo. Are you talking about Lingyunguan's shampoo?"

The reporter was full of pride in finding the big news, and said: "Yes! You can rest assured! The camera is here, and there are so many live viewers watching, don't be afraid, you can say whatever you want, no one dares to embarrass you you."

The handsome middle-aged man was relieved, faced the camera, showed a big smile, and said happily: "This shampoo is really amazing, I never thought it would have such an effect before using it! If Knowing that this shampoo is so powerful, I will not let the Taoist leader give it to me for free. I went up the mountain again today, but I felt that I could not take the things of the Taoist leader for nothing, and planned to make up for the offering. In short, this shampoo is really good. It was so surprising!"

reporter:! ! !

Xu Qingmu:? ? ?

The onlookers and the audience in the barrage were also stunned for a moment, and then they all asked what was going on.

Xu Qingmu looked at Song Jue strangely, but Song Jue didn't understand, then went to look at the handsome middle-aged man, met his gentle eyes, Xu Qingmu finally realized suddenly, and said: "Ah, it's you , Layman Feng."

This middle-aged handsome guy is none other than Feng Zhiguo, who had a dark face half a month ago.

Feng Zhiguo laughed "hehe" twice, and said, "Didn't the little Daoist recognize me? Actually, I also didn't recognize me when I looked in the mirror... After so many years, I finally dare to look in the mirror."

Xu Qingmu also laughed, and said: "Although the skin is just an illusion, it's good if it can help you."

The reporter was stunned by the beating just now, but now he quickly reacted, smiled quickly and said: "It seems that the two of you know each other, and the Taoist leader is also prepared. I'm sorry, but for the sake of the fairness of the news, I can't adopt this Mr. Speech."

Only then did Feng Zhiguo realize something was wrong, looked at the reporter warily, and said, "What do you mean?"

The reporter held up the shampoo and inspection sheet in his hand, and said: "We have an inspection sheet from a national authority, which proves that this bottle of shampoo contains a variety of prohibited ingredients, which are sensitizing and carcinogenic."

Feng Zhiguo was furious immediately, and raised his voice: "You are talking nonsense! I have only used this shampoo for half a month, and my hair has grown back, and my face with uneven skin tone has returned to normal and even turned white! "

The reporter gave a "puchi" smile and said, "Sir, this is so true, it's like a small false advertisement, do you believe it yourself?"

"You don't believe me?" Feng Zhiguo sneered, took off his hat and said, "As you can see, there is still a piece of light brown pigmentation on my forehead that hasn't been washed off, and the alopecia areata on the top of my head is getting better."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhiguo took the initiative to bend down to show his ugly face in the recovery period, so that the onlookers and live broadcast viewers could see it clearly.

There is indeed a large brown spot on the forehead, and this once bald head is also actively growing fluff.

Someone believed it in the barrage, and started to write "Is it really possible to cure baldness? Bring me a bottle", "There is nothing better than curing baldness", "As long as you can cure baldness, we are friends" and so on.The onlookers also stared at Feng Zhiguo's head and forehead curiously, ready to move.

The reporter saw that the barrage was about to be diverted, so he quickly said: "I didn't expect you to be well-prepared and play a routine. However, I still have exclusive photos and testimonials provided by the whistleblower. Everyone, please calm down and don't go to the rivers and lakes." It’s a liar! Who knows if he shaved his head like that? Why do you all believe it without any reference? The small advertisements on the telephone poles need to be photoshopped for a before and after comparison.”

The audience in the live broadcast calmed down again, feeling that what the reporter said made sense.

"Who do you call a charlatan?" Feng Zhiguo straightened up, put on his hat, and said with a gloomy face, "Do you know who I am?"

The reporter sneered: "Is it necessary for me to know who you are? Oh, I know, you are a trustee."

Feng Zhiguo snorted and said, "I believe there is no one here who hasn't read "Uncle Feng's Stories", right?"

The reporter didn't understand and wanted to ridicule, but just as he was about to speak out, he suddenly met Feng Zhiguo's eyes, remembered something, and froze.

Everyone was quiet for a while, and suddenly a surprised voice came out from the crowd: "You, you are Uncle Feng! My God, Feng Zhiguo, Uncle Feng!"

"I said why the voice is so familiar and the figure is right. This is Uncle Feng. Uncle Feng who scares me so much that I can't sleep every night! Why didn't I recognize him!"

"Ah? No, no, Uncle Feng doesn't look like this, how could Uncle Feng be so handsome!"

Feng Zhiguo smiled lightly, lowered his voice and slowed down his speech, and said a classic opening line of "Uncle Feng's Stories": "Yellow Spring...no hotel...tonight...stay at someone's house..."

The voice was gloomy and eerie, like a visitor from hell, and it made people's hairs stand on end in broad daylight.

Everyone was shocked again, and someone said: "It's really Uncle Feng! But I was watching "Uncle Feng's Stories" last night, obviously..."

Another little girl shouted excitedly: "Ah, it's really Uncle Feng! Uncle Feng has rejuvenated! When I was young, Uncle Feng was the host of entertainment programs. He was so handsome at that time. The dream lover of all the girls in our class." Both are 20-year-old Uncle Feng... I never thought that I would see Uncle Feng like this in my life, my God, my God!"

He is the famous ghost story show host Uncle Feng, who often scares the audience because of his excellent host and ugly appearance.

He turned 20 years old overnight!

Feng Zhiguo smiled and said: "The episode broadcast last night happened to be recorded half a month ago. You can watch the show recently, and you can sort out the process of my face's pigmentation fading and hair growth in chronological order."

Everyone hurriedly asked: "Ah, this, this is too miraculous, could it be, could it really be the effect of that shampoo?"

Feng Zhiguo said: "I don't dare to speak about other people's situation, but I can assure you with my personality that my personal change is indeed due to the shampoo that the Taoist priest gave me. At first I just thought it would be able to grow hair, but later I found out that the shampoo was accidentally stained. On the part of the face, it actually washed away my pigmentation. It's amazing! But the facts are in front of me, so I have to believe it."

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the onlookers were blown up. They rushed towards Xu Qingmu and asked how to buy shampoo. Even the bullet screen in the reporter's live broadcast began to frantically read "Who bring me a bottle?" This can also remove freckles, I want to try a bottle too.”

The reporter was so angry when he saw the barrage, he hurriedly began to guide the speech again, saying: "How can this thing be used indiscriminately? The test report says that there are allergens. You should take a look!"

Xu Qingmu stared at him, and said confidently: "I don't know what's the condition of your bottle, anyway, there are only [-] bottles sent out from my Lingyun Temple. If you are willing, you can find those believers one by one, and take them for testing. There is a little harmful ingredient, I will drink it all. Mr. Reporter, will you bet with me? If my Lingyunguan shampoo has different ingredients from the bottle in your hand, would you dare to drink it?"

The reporter froze for a moment, unable to utter a word.

Song Jue began to advertise: "Lingyunguan Shampoo uses a variety of natural anti-hair loss ingredients and multiple repairing beauty essences. It absolutely does not contain any harmful ingredients. It can effectively reduce hair loss and deeply nourish the scalp. The hair is radiant again. Lingyunguan Shampoo, the water of youth, the water of beauty."

Xu Qingmu:! ! !

This person's mind is spinning too fast!In just a moment, he even made up the words of the advertisement!

The reporter wanted to guide something with rhythm, but now he really couldn't guide it, the barrage exploded, and everyone was clamoring to buy the product recommended by this handsome guy in a wheelchair, but no one listened to him.

And, most importantly, the reporter also recognized that the man who suddenly appeared to support Ling Yunguan was indeed Feng Zhiguo. In just half a month, he changed from that hideously ugly Feng Zhiguo to this handsome middle-aged man in front of him.

The reporter himself was very confused, and even touched his rough face to ask if this thing had any effect on creases.

Everyone chattered and asked if this shampoo had any magical magic and how to buy it, Xu Qingmu could only spread his hands and said: "This shampoo...it is indeed a secret recipe that Lingyunguan can't pass on. But the quantity is limited , not for sale."

The believers asked again: "Ah, why is the quantity limited? You have so much hair on the trail, so don't hide good things for yourself."

Xu Qingmu was also a little helpless, he couldn't say that the production speed of raw materials was slow because of the good air quality in Lingyun Mountain, right?

So Xu Qingmu had no choice but to say: "I don't sell it, I only give it to someone who is destined."

A believer hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Little Daoist, look at the top of my thin head, it is thin enough to write two words - that is destined!"

Not to be outdone, another believer took out a make-up remover towel to remove his eyebrows, and said anxiously: "Look at me not only losing my hair but also my eyebrows. The eyebrows I have lost feel that I am the most destined!"

Another believer directly lifted his thick bangs, pointed to his forehead and said: "Xiao Daoist, look at my hairline, it's almost moved back to the elder brother of the Qing Dynasty, I think I have a better relationship than them! "

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Xu Qingmu was amused by these people, so he could only say: "Then... okay, I will try to make as much as possible, but if I give it away..."

Who should I send it to?All contemporary young people have the trouble of baldness, and every reflective smooth head and forehead are shouting "destiny".

Xu Qingmu turned to look at Song Jue, a little helpless.

Song Jue blinked, and quickly came up with a plan: "Shake the number."

Xu Qingmu:? ? ?

Song Jue showed a comforting smile like a customer service to everyone, and said: "Please don't worry, first register as a member in the WeChat Lingyunguan applet, register the information, and receive it every Monday by lottery. It is fair and just, and there is no deception."

Xu Qingmu: ...