My Taoist Temple is trending again

The topic of "Everyone in China knows kung fu" has been highly discussed on social media in the United States, because the seriousness of this gym brother has sparked a wave of discussions.

The scalper was very happy about this incident, because the Dao culture show became popular, and the tickets in his hand were all sold out at noon the next day.

He made a lot of money, but every time he counted a piece of money, he would think of the scene where he gave the ticket to the oriental man with his own hands, so he was happy and heartbroken, and kept thinking that if these tickets were still in his hands Earn a fortune.

The scalper also left a ticket for himself, wanting to go and see what else this group of Orientals can do.

Not long after entering the arena, the Oriental who had exchanged his ticket was seated beside him. The two greeted each other briefly, and soon the performance began.

The previous performance was the same as yesterday, the first act was a double fight, and the second act was a group fight.The scalper thought that he would not find it too interesting after watching it yesterday, but who knew that today's performance still made him extremely nervous and worried.

At the end of the second act, the audience was ready to applaud, but a little Taoist priest in green clothes and wooden hairpin suddenly appeared in the middle of the stage.

The scalper was only in astonishment, and didn't recognize who this immortal and beautiful little Taoist priest was for a while.Because the orientals looked very similar to him, and Xu Qingmu was wearing ordinary clothes the last two times he met, so he couldn't react. He just thought that these orientals were all so good-looking.

The audience were still wondering where this little Taoist priest came from and whether he had Wia hanging behind his back, but they saw him falling rapidly, and even landed on the tip of a person's sword, standing firmly.

There was silence in the audience, the audience quickly gasped, and then saw him stepping on the tip of the sword again, the sword suddenly broke away from the original owner's hand as if it had become conscious, and hung in the air, But he was still firmly under his feet.

Some spectators rubbed their eyes and suspected that they had hallucinations. The shock in their hearts had not yet been digested, and they saw that elegant figure stepping on the sword and flying up. The eyes of the audience followed him, and their heads turned in unison. , watching him fly gracefully from the stage to the second floor, with the long sword hovering in the air, he stood lightly like a crane.

The female audience at the front on the second floor happened to be facing him, clutching her chest and opening her mouth, forgetting to breathe. Xu Qingmu smiled at her and turned around quickly. The audience saw his figure flying towards the decoration room on the roof of the theater. Disappeared among the layers of curtains, as if flying into the clouds.

The lights were suddenly dimmed, and the theater was silent. The audience seemed to be dreaming. When the lights came on again, they woke up like a dream. Cheers and screams flooded the audience.

After mobilizing the enthusiasm of the audience, the stage was quiet. The little Taoist priests were ready and began to pray for blessings. The sound of mantras with spiritual power echoed in the auditorium, slowly soothing the restlessness of the audience.

At the end of the performance, the audience sat in the theater for a long time before gradually recovering and exiting slowly.

The scalper was also stunned for a long time. He was a little tempted to ask the oriental people around him to buy tickets for the last performance tomorrow, but he didn't ask when he remembered the price.He thought to himself that at such a high price, he would not be able to make much money after collecting the tickets and selling them.And I have a lot of tickets for the final of tomorrow's fighting match in my hand, so I will still make a lot of money.

So the scalper forcibly resisted the idea of ​​collecting tickets, gritted his teeth and stood up quickly, staying away from the bewitching of these orientals.

Immediately after the performance ended, there were several video clips on the Internet. The sight of this young Taoist priest flying with his sword shocked American netizens. The mysterious incidents related to this magical trail leader have been uncovered.

So just over an hour later, almost all social media headlines in the United States were about this flying leader.

The keen media immediately seized on this hot spot, and made street interviews on Theater Street that night, quickly reporting on this upsurge of Dao cultural performances.

The first girl interviewed said very excitedly: "I just passed by by chance that day, and I wanted to take a look at it because the tickets were cheap, so I was lucky enough to watch the first performance. My God, you can't understand if you don't see it with your own eyes. The elegance and beauty of Huaguo Kung Fu! I will never forget this wonderful experience in my life!".

Another older citizen said: "I don't have a fixed religious belief, but I believe that there is some kind of supernatural power in this world. Because when I heard their blessing ceremony, I really felt peace of mind. , which is the same as I hear the choir singing in church."

Another college student who looked very lively danced and said: "This kind of power, speed and lethality is just a show! I can't imagine if it is a real fight..."

When the interviewee said this, the 1.9-meter gym man suddenly appeared in the camera. He stared at the camera, grabbed the microphone and said: "Trust what I said! Chinese people not only know kung fu, they also know kung fu. Fly! So they are really dangerous!"

There was a burst of laughter around, and then the eldest brother was dragged away forcibly by his companion covering his mouth. When he was dragged away, he was still persistently shouting: "Really be vigilant!"

That kind of seriousness has a kind of inexplicable stubbornness and cuteness, which really makes people laugh.So this interview became popular as soon as it was released, and when Xu Qingmu dominated the discussion, he even killed a bloody road.

Anyway, the focus is on this Dao cultural performance, no matter what is discussed, it will make their performance more and more popular.

Foreign netizens also quickly found the official Weibo of Lingyunguan. Although it has not been updated for a long time, it does not prevent them from leaving enthusiastic messages and seriously asking whether people in Huaguo really know kung fu and can fly.

Xu Qingmu looked a little funny, so he asked Song Jue to explain. Song Jue edited a serious nonsense Weibo, forced a technical method and magic tricks, and forced a scientific explanation of Xu Qingmu's ability to fly.

Some people were fooled, but some people didn't believe it, and still insisted on leaving a message under this Weibo, and domestic netizens responded to the questions of these foreign friends in a friendly manner.

[Hua people are indeed kung fu masters per capita. Our Sichuan girls have to learn the "Nine Yin Manual" since childhood, and those who are talented will be recommended to the Emei School. 】

[This day has finally come. I really can't hide my identity as the 253rd generation successor of Ha Toad Gong. 】

[International friends look here!Don't believe their lies, Huaguo is not a per capita Kungfu master at all, like us in Hunan Province, we don't learn Kungfu, we all learn witchcraft. 】

【I'm lucky, I live in Zhicheng, so I just learned a little bit of fairy art, so everyone can call me a fairy. 】

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These jokes and jokes are very attractive, and netizens at home and abroad are very willing to participate, which leads to an increasing discussion on the topic of "Hua people know kung fu". The names of Ling Yunguan and Xu Qingmu are popular at home and abroad. Hot searches on social media take turns to dominate the list, and the popularity remains high.

The follow-up reaction to this was that the ticket prices for the last performance of Dao culture skyrocketed, and the fighting games were robbed of attention, and the ticket prices dropped.

With tears streaming down his face, the scalper remembered the tickets he had given away so generously and the tickets for the fighting match that he had bought back at a high price, beating his chest and moaning for a long time.

And later on, he clearly had the opportunity to get the ticket back from the Easterner, but he missed this opportunity.

It was useless to regret it now. Faced with so many old customers who were anxiously asking him for tickets, he could only bite the bullet and go to the oriental man again.

And his luck was really good, he ran into Song Jue and Xu Qingmu as soon as he arrived at the door.

The scalper hurried up to greet him, and after saying hello, he eagerly stated his purpose: "Sir, can you sell me the tickets for the third performance in your hand, many customers are asking me for tickets."

Song Jue smiled and said, "It's only a few hours before the show starts, why should I sell it to you? You can sell it by yourself at the door, right?"

The scalper smiled obsequiously, and said: "But this ticket itself is considered to be a gift I gave you for free. Because I gave you the ticket, I am now facing a huge loss. You have such a good heart, you must not bear to see me lose money." How about this?"

Song Jue nodded and said, "That's fine, but the price has increased compared to last time."

cattle:……

The scalper was about to cry, but he still gritted his teeth and paid for all the tickets.Seeing that he is a regular customer, Song Jue once again presented him with a friendly ticket.

The scalper happily took the tickets and left, and quickly sold them, making a small profit and making up for the hole in the price reduction of the fighting match tickets.

He wasn't willing to sell Song Jue's free ticket, after all, it was the last match, and he didn't know if he would have the chance to see it again in the future.

Before the performance started, the scalper entered the venue early, and when Song Jue took a seat beside him, he found that he was tinkering with a small electronic device.

Song Jue asked, "What is this?"

The scalper replied with a smile: "High-definition camera! The videos on the Internet are all shot by mobile phones, which are very blurry and unprofessional, so I brought better equipment to record this performance and sell the video!"

Song Jue looked at him, and said with a half-smile, "But, didn't the security guard ask to store the camera equipment when entering the venue? This performance is copyrighted."

"You don't know, I've been hanging out on Theater Street all year round, and I have a lot of tricks." The scalper glanced at Song Jue a little proudly, and said, "For the sake of our conversation, if you ask me for advice, I will I don't mind sharing my secrets of making money with you, after all, I am the best ticket dealer on Theater Street."

Song Jue smiled, but didn't answer.

The performance started quickly, and the previous performance was the same as the day before, until Xu Qingmu flew away with the sword and finally changed.

As soon as he took off, there were several rays of light shooting towards him on the stage. The rays of light pierced the air and were obviously lethal, just like the magical skills in the Huaguo martial arts movies that foreign audiences have seen. Every beam wanted Xu Qingmu's life.

Xu Qingmu just watched those light beams flying towards him calmly, without any movement at all.

The audience screamed worriedly, but at this moment, several arrows flew out from a certain corner of the stage, and suddenly struck at the beams, collided with the beams instantly, making a harsh collision sound, and then at the same time Dissipated in the air, as if a series of fireworks exploded.

The spectators were shocked, the light beams and arrows shot again in all directions, and the density was dazzling, and Xu Qingmu, who was stepping on the sword, also avoided the light beams in the air, and coordinated with the arrows that were sent out quickly, golden lights flashed one after another, not at all. The light is needed, and the audience can clearly see Xu Qingmu dodging with skill and ease and the arrow's fierce attack.Their cooperation is extremely tacit, so they have a wonderful sense of beauty.

The audience realized that this was the perfect cooperation between Xu Qingmu and someone when the performance was attacked.But who is the person who cooperates with Xu Qingmu?The audience saw that the arrow was fired at a speed that normal people could hardly reach, but they couldn't find the source at all, everything was so mysterious.

The turbulent cheers and cheers were never heard until all the annoying light beams were scattered, and the arrow and Xu Qingmu disappeared at the same time.

The audience seemed to have fallen into the world of magical martial arts movies, and no one could believe that technical means could achieve such an effect.

After the bursting performance, a meditation blessing ceremony was still used to calm the audience.

When the audience finally regained their calm, the performance came to an end, and the performers all came to the stage to say goodbye to the audience.

The ox foolishly held his video camera, and didn't notice at all when Song Jue beside him left quietly, and naturally he didn't know that it was Song Jue who was shooting an arrow in the corner.

When he came back to his senses, the audience had already left the stage amidst excited discussions, and Song Jue also returned to this position, greeted him, and expressed his gratitude for the tickets sent out.

The scalper said joyfully: "Although you made money for the tickets, you can't make money for the video! I basically recorded all of today's performances, hahaha, so I'm still the smartest ticket in Theater Street." business!"

Song Jue looked at him with a smile, handed over a Galaxy Entertainment business card and said, "Sorry, the copyright of the performance is in Galaxy Entertainment, we don't allow the sale of videos, of course, if you still want to sell, you can pay the copyright fee. "

The scalper was a little stunned for a moment. He looked at the business card in his hand for a long time, and finally couldn't help but explode, and broke down: "My God! Are you kidding me these days! Since you are such a big company Boss, why do you want to sell tickets on the street? And you have to earn my money for selling a few tickets, is that interesting?"

Song Jue said seriously: "It's very interesting."

cattle:……

Xu Qingmu came from the backstage, saw the scalper smiling at him kindly, and said, "I'm sorry, after all, our boss Song really likes to make money."

The scalper still didn't understand what Xu Qingmu said, but he finally saw clearly that the smile wasn't kind, but...a bright and lively look.

The scalper wanted to cry, but there was a sense of sadness in his heart: The gym brother is right, the Chinese people are indeed very scary!

When Xu Qingmu got on the plane back home, he was once again on the hot search at home and abroad, but he didn't pay much attention to these things. He only thought that this international trip was very pleasant, and he had a good sleep on the plane. After returning to Lingyun Temple, he accepted the banner of "Tao Culture Propaganda Ambassador Award".

Netizens at home and abroad are going crazy for him, and even a group of magicians have joined the ranks of studying the principles of his performance. He has caused an uproar from all walks of life, but he does not respond at all, just enjoying the peace in his small Taoist temple .

Even Shen Liangcai, who was always too busy not to touch the Internet at all, saw the news and called to ask if he would be troubled by being too popular.

Xu Qingmu chatted with him for a few words, and he, who hadn't been up the mountain for a long time, proposed the idea of ​​asking Xu Qingmu to go down the mountain to visit his house.He officially became a regular at the hospital, and saved money to mortgage a second-hand house. He finally has his own home.He really wanted to let Xu Qingmu, his benefactor, see his current life.

Xu Qingmu naturally agreed, and picked a weekend, and together with Song Jue took Bai Meimei and went to find Shen Liangcai.

As soon as they met, Bai Meimei jumped towards Shen Liangcai happily and hugged his leg, and shouted unskillfully, "Uncle Shen!"

Shen Liangcai looked at Bai Meimei in surprise, and said, "Bai Meimei has a physical body now, and can talk! She looks so beautiful!"

Bai Meimei raised her face proudly and said, "Like Dad!"

Shen Liangcai pinched his face with a smile and said, "Who is the father?"

Bai Meimei quickly pointed to Xu Qingmu, then to Song Jue.

After Xu Qingmu's serious correction, Bai Meimei finally stopped calling Xu Qingmu mother and learned to call her father.But he would still call Song Jue Papa, without distinguishing between them, anyway, both of them would respond when he opened his mouth.

"That's great." Shen Liangcai said with a smile, "And Meimei is so good-looking, completely combining all the advantages of Mr. Song and Mr. Xiaodao."

Xu Qingmu hummed, and said, "More like me."

Shen Liangcai said with a smile: "You are all good-looking, like everyone else, and the children are healthy, so parents don't have to worry about it."

Song Jue nodded in agreement, Xu Qingmu felt that this was a bit awkward, and before he had time to think about it, Shen Liangcai had already greeted a few people to sit down, Xu Qingmu forgot about it as soon as he was interrupted.

Shen Liangcai's small home is very cozy. Although it is not big, he has arranged it himself. Today's table of home-cooked dishes is also made by himself, and they all look delicious.

Before starting to eat, Shen Liangcai suddenly remembered something again, and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, Mr. Song, can I invite my neighbor across the way to have dinner together? He works alone in Zhicheng. It's hard work, and I often forget to eat."

Shen Liangcai has a very warm heart, always silently caring about the people around him, really cute.

Both Xu Qingmu and Song Jue nodded at the same time.

Shen Liangcai thanked him, then got up and knocked on the door opposite.

Xu Qingmu heard Shen Liangcai calling "Brother Chen", but there was no response in the room for a long time, so he muttered: "I saw him go home just now, did he go out again?"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Qingmu's expression changed, he stood up suddenly, and said, "No, I smelled a ghost."

After speaking, Xu Qingmu immediately trotted towards Shen Liangcai.At this moment, both Shen Liangcai and Song Jue also smelled the ghostly aura, and were about to discuss what to do, when Xu Qingmu raised his foot and kicked towards the door.

Hearing a "bang", the anti-theft door was kicked down by Xu Qingmu. After a loud noise, Xu Qingmu's figure flashed into the room, and Song Jue and Shen Liangcai followed immediately.

The next moment they all saw the ghost, but they didn't do anything, instead they were stunned at the same time.

Shen Liangcai's neighbor hung himself from the headlight in the living room with a skipping rope around his neck, with a kicked-off stool at his feet.There were long red marks on his neck, but he was not dead, just passed out.

Because under his feet, there is actually a ghost supporting his body with great effort, preventing him from suffocating to death.It's just because the ghost's ghost power is weak, he held it up very hard, gritting his teeth all the time, and the whole ghost looked very haggard.

The ghost looked very young, but its eyes were very dull, and its expression was naive. The clothes on its body were tattered mandarin jackets, and the belt that should have been around its waist was hung around its neck, and it was tied with a knot.

This is obviously a hanged ghost, that is, a ghost who hanged himself. The belt around his neck is the tool to hang himself.

Like the drowning ghost, the hanged ghost is an unlucky ghost who needs to find a substitute to be reincarnated, so he often tricks people into hanging himself to be his substitute.

But this one is too strange, he even supported his neighbor's body to prevent him from hanging.

This strange hanging ghost looked up at Xu Qingmu's Taoist robe, and then slowly showed a fearful expression, but he didn't run away, and said stupidly: "This man... wants to hang himself, let him down quickly, tell him, Don't die, hanging yourself is very painful... very painful... very painful..."

He repeated these words a little mechanically, looking out of his mind.

The three of them were a little confused by the situation, but they still quickly rescued the neighbor who hanged himself. Shen Liang quickly checked the neighbor and found that he just fainted from lack of oxygen, but luckily the hanged ghost passed out. Supporting him all the time saved his life, and after rest, he will recover soon.

The neighbor woke up leisurely, looking at Shen Liangcai and other people in the house a little blankly.

The hanged ghost nervously grabbed the belt around his neck, then smiled innocently, and said, "I woke up, very good, very good."

Xu Qingmu and Song Jue looked at each other, and felt that the situation was too strange, so they asked Shen Liangcai to stay and ask about the condition of the neighbors, and they took the hanged ghost to the next door to ask.

The hanged ghost was still dizzy, because he was instinctively afraid of Xu Qingmu, so he curled up all the time, and when he got to the next door, he found a corner to squat down, buried his head and kept grabbing the belt around his neck.

Seeing him like this, Xu Qingmu felt a little pitiful, so he softened his tone and said: "Don't be afraid, although I am a Taoist priest, I will not hurt ghosts casually, and you did a good thing just now, you saved the ghost. That person, do you know?"

The hanged ghost huddled into a small ball and said confusedly: "Is he alright? Hanging himself is terrible... Really terrible... Even if he dies, he won't be relieved... And he has to find a substitute... No, I can't find a substitute. I want to go back."

Xu Qingmu frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Can you tell me?"

The hanged ghost was a little dazed, looked up at Xu Qingmu, blinked his eyes after a long time and said: "What? gone."

What kind of work are you doing after you're all dead?Does this confuse the pre-life and the post-death?

Xu Qingmu became more and more confused the more he listened, but he still asked patiently: "Does the work you mentioned refer to your life? Where are you from? When did you die? Do you remember your family or the place where you worked?"

The hanged ghost was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking seriously, but he couldn't figure it out, so he repeated stupidly: "I want to go back to work..."