The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

After Ronghua strolled down from the fourth floor of the teahouse, Rong Maomao went up to meet him and asked, "Master, what did Mr. Fan say?"

Ronghua: "Well...Mr. Fan is destined to be with me, so the matter of funding is nothing more than that."

Rong Maomao was puzzled, "Master wants Mr. Fan to practice Taoism?"

Ronghua said meaningfully, "Well, Mr. Fan and Taoism are quite predestined."

Jian Xie: "..."

No matter how you look at it, Sanye Fan doesn't look like he has a predestined relationship with Tao...

After waiting for a while, the manager of the restaurant came over with someone. The person behind him put a sack of unknown things in front of Ronghua. The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This gentleman, Mr. Fan said The little bamboo shoots I gave you are all here, have you seen enough?"

Ronghua: "..."

Rong Maomao was puzzled: "Little bamboo shoots?"

He turned his head to look at Rong Hua: "Master, do you want to eat small bamboo shoots?"

Ronghua: No...I want to eat my little nephew.

The manager was also puzzled, Mr. Fan asked him to give a box of small bamboo shoots to the gentleman in front of him, but once he opened a teahouse, where would he have bamboo shoots in his hand...

As a last resort, I asked someone to immediately go to the vegetable market closest to the forest to buy a sack, but I didn't know if it would be enough.

"Sir?" the manager asked with a smile on his face, "What do you think?"

Ronghua coughed and said, "That's enough, thank you for this good believer."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The manager smiled all over his face, "This is what the third master ordered. Where can I send the bamboo shoots to you?"

Ronghua waved his hand, "No, I'll take it with me."

Taoism has the universe in its sleeves, which is called the world hidden in the sleeves, the universe in the sleeves is big, and the universe in Ronghua's sleeves is not so exaggerated, but it is more than enough to hold a sack of small bamboo shoots.

So after Ronghua and the others left, they left behind a group of dumbfounded people, unable to recover for a while.

Jian Bao's ankles should not be moved for a long time, not to mention the matters of Jian's family to deal with, so after they walked out of the teahouse, Ronghua let the two of them leave to deal with matters.

When only two masters and apprentices were left, Rong Maomao asked with a small burden, "Master, what are we going to do now?"

Ronghua: "Make money to support the Taoist temple and make a living."

He took Rong Maomao to the crowded place. The master and apprentice were wearing Taoist robes that were neither new nor old.

Even if it is a distinctive Taoist robe, it looks natural and extraordinary behind the back, especially Ronghua, who is even more immortal and has a good look.

When he brought his disciples to a curb, took out the rice paper he carried in the small bundle, and wrote the four big characters "healing and fortune-telling", everyone knew it.

Thanks to being so good-looking, it turned out to be a liar...

After thinking about it like this, he had no intention of watching it, and left after a herd.

Ronghua shook his head with a little pity, "If you don't have a chance, don't force it."

Rong Maomao didn't think there was anything wrong, he was always what the master said, and now he was holding rice paper obediently, and stood beside Ronghua to show it.

The people passing by were attracted to temporarily stop, admiring Rong Hua's handsome face, and then left without interest after seeing the contents of the rice paper in Rong Maomao's hand.

The master and apprentice stood there for a while, and some people came over and asked if they were doing some kind of program. After Ronghua shook his head in denial, he left in disappointment.

"Master, will you make any money today?" Rong Maomao asked in a low voice.

Ronghua comforted, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you can't make money, I still have a sack of small bamboo shoots in my sleeve."

Rong Maomao nodded obediently, "Master, how do you want to eat bamboo shoots? My disciple will make it for you."

Rong Hua curled his lips into a smile, "Stir fried little grandnephew."

Rong Maomao: "???"

Is Master wrong?It sounds like something is wrong...

The shops on the street are broadcasting the news of the catastrophic disaster caused by the heavy rain on Qianren Mountain.

In the news, the reporter reported the emergency dispatch of the rescue team against the heavy rain. At this time, a group of people had been quickly rescued, but there were still more tourists trapped on the mountain.

If it is not rescued in time, it is likely to be life-threatening and cause casualties.

At this time, the torrential rain was heavier, the vision was blurred, and the visibility was extremely low, which also caused great difficulties for rescuers...

The reporters in the rainstorm have been following up and reporting, and Jian Xie's figure also flashed past the camera.

At this time, the camera shakes suddenly, followed by bursts of loud bangs, the people under the camera can't help but stop their movements, raise their heads in panic, and look in the direction of Qianren Mountain.

Someone inside shouted, "Mudslide!"

The tense and fearful atmosphere could not help but spread, and it also affected everyone who was watching outside at this time.

"It's scary."

"Yeah, it feels like Qianren Mountain is pitch black, and I can't see where the road ahead is."

"I hope the tourists who are still on the mountain are okay... In the face of such a disaster, our human strength is too small..."

"Bless the tourists are all right, bless the safety of the rescuers, I hope everyone is safe and well."

The video was still playing, and many people gradually gathered in the shop.

Rong Hua was standing a little far away. Seeing a crowd gathering, he didn't know what they were doing, so he glanced at him and then looked back with disinterest.

At this time, a small leather ball rolled and rolled to his feet.

Immediately after hearing the sound of little footsteps tapping, Rong Hua raised his head and saw a little doll about four or five years old running towards him.

Ronghua smiled slightly, "Is it your little ball?"

The little doll was born extremely cute, wearing overalls, round and chubby, with big eyes looking at Ronghua curiously, short chubby fingers resting on Ronghua's hand shyly, "Ball"

"Where's your family?" Ronghua asked.

The little baby tilted her head first, then slowly pointed to an aunt not far away who was on the phone.

Ronghua took a look, it was a somewhat obese aunt, dressed in ordinary clothes, unlike the expensive clothes on this little doll, she was probably a nanny or something.

It just so happened that the aunt had already finished making the phone call at this time, she turned around and did not see the figure of the little baby, she was anxious, and then she saw the child on Ronghua's side and hurried over.

"Xixi, why did you come here?" Aunt hugged the little baby away, looking at Ronghua warily.

The little doll named "Qiuqiu" pointed to the ball in Ronghua's hand.

Ronghua smiled and handed over the small ball, "Sometimes children run around, so they need to be taken care of."

The aunt Nuonuo agreed, took the ball and left immediately with the little doll, waiting for something beside the flower bed.

Ronghua squinted his eyes as he watched his aunt leaving.

Rong Maomao couldn't help wondering, "Master, what happened to that aunt?"

Ronghua: "The eyes are flickering and wandering, I'm afraid there is something wrong with my heart."

Rong Maomao snorted, "Could it be a human trafficker?"

Ronghua shook his head, "Let's watch first."

The aunt obviously knew the little baby named Xixi, but at this time she was a little unstable and looked uneasy, and she was slightly distracted when she was taking care of the little baby, walking back and forth, not talking, and looking down at her phone from time to time.

Not long after, a van drove over from a distance, and happened to stop near the aunt and the little baby. Two strong men in vests got out of the van, one of whom had a scar on his face, and pointed at the little baby to talk to the aunt.

The aunt first nodded obsequiously, and then said something with an uneasy expression. The strong man looked impatient, and wanted to pull the little doll into the car, but the little doll hid away with a little fear.

After that, the aunt picked up the baby and wanted to take the restless and frightened child into the car.

However, before stepping on the van, a pair of bony hands stretched out from the slant, and took the little baby out of the aunt's arms.

Little doll: "Yeah?"

His chubby arm was stuck, he kicked his little feet in the air in a daze, and then he was hugged by Rong Hua.

"What are you doing?!" Auntie yelled out, with an anxious expression on her face, "Why are you robbing children in the street?!"

Rong Maomao: "We have to take the child away, you..."

Before Rong Maomao could finish speaking, the aunt shouted in shock, "So you are human traffickers!"

Are the current human traffickers so rampant? !

To snatch a child in the street? !

"Come on, come on! There are traffickers robbing children here!" My aunt shouted.

Ronghua: "..."

The world is going down, slander in public!

Does he look like a trafficker who snatches children?

Rong Maomao couldn't help widening his eyes, "You are talking nonsense, you are the trafficker! Tell me, where are you and them taking this little doll?" He pointed to two strong men and asked.

The aunt's eyes flickered immediately, faltering.

"Of, of course it is to bring the child home!" The aunt replied stumbled.

Ronghua: "Tell me where the home is, and we will send the child back together."

Of course, the aunt couldn't say that, and the two strong men on the side were even more impatient with Rong Hua. He flew upside down and lay on the ground stupidly.

The aunt shouted in horror, "Human traffickers are beating people!"

Passers-by who don't know why heard it, it's okay, and now the traffickers are too rampant, not only snatching children in the street, but also beating people? !

No, call the police, call the police quickly!

Now, call the police, call the police, and arrest people.

However, after waiting up, they couldn't figure out the situation. Compared to Ronghua's appearance, the two big men were obviously more like human traffickers, but the aunt pointed at Ronghua and shouted, and the little baby was also held in Ronghua's arms.

What's happening here? !

The scene couldn't help being chaotic. After the police station received this "major case" and immediately dispatched it, the situation was even more unclear, so they took everyone back.

At this time, the video in the store also played to the most exciting and important moment.

The scene of Ronghua walking down the mountain with an umbrella was faithfully captured by the camera lens. When the edge of the umbrella with a copper bell was lifted up, at that moment, even the dark rainstorm like night could not resist Ronghua's appearance , as light as a fairy, as if a god-man.

Afterwards, the reporter was so excited that the broken voice also sounded, "It has been confirmed that although the Qianrenshan disaster was inevitable, none of the tourists died, and there were serious injuries, and a few people were slightly injured. The treatment has been completed and there is no serious problem... …

All this is due to this fairy-like temple owner, he is the owner of a temple on another mountain of Qianren Mountain, at this moment, our rescue team is going up the mountain to confirm..."

As soon as the camera turns, a temple in the hazy mountains and rain gradually appears...

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooone to cry!"

"Mom, did you meet a real fairy?!"

"This place looks so mysterious, and the viewer is also very nice. In the previous video, is it a problem with the shooting or the angle? The rain didn't even get close..."

"Strange, why do I feel that this viewer looks familiar?!" The people who watched the "human trafficker" being taken into the police car together just now were puzzled.

The author has something to say: Ronghua: A sack of grandnephew, stir-fried, braised, boiled, and cold salad... Well, what else can I eat?