After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

The skinny man followed Dong Dashan to the gate of Shangyang University, and saw him running towards another boy from a distance, and the two walked forward hand in hand.

The skinny man continued to follow, and was about to enter the school when a security guard in uniform blocked his way.

The security guard looked him up and down in his dark blue Taoist robe, frowned and said, "Master, what's the matter with you?"

The skinny Taoist shook his sleeves: "Of course there is something to do."

Security guard: "...I asked you what's the matter when you go in?"

The skinny Taoist glared at him: "Don't reveal the secret!"

"..."

The security guard rolled his eyes: "The campus is an important place, and no one else is allowed to enter."

"I am a master of the Six Paths."

Seeing that Dong Dashan was about to disappear into the crowd, the skinny Taoist scolded: "Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"

Seeing his abnormal behavior, the security guard remembered the fraud notice issued by the school, and said, "...Master, take out your ID and have a look."

"If you do that again, I'm going to call the police."

A Taoist priest appeared at the school gate, and even got into an argument with the security guard, and the passing students surrounded him one after another.

Seeing that something was wrong, the skinny Taoist turned around and ran away.

He ran into a side alley, took out his elderly phone and made a call: "Brother, I'm at Shangyang University now."

"I found the news of Daotian Temple."

…………

When Li Wenshuai woke up, there was no one in the dormitory.

Looking at the time, the class is almost over.

Li Wenshuai cursed a few words and got up quickly.

As soon as he ran out of the dormitory area, he bumped into two blue-robed Taoist priests walking towards him.

Li Wenshuai now has a headache when he sees Taoist priests, and he said angrily, "Master, if your eyes are not working well, go get reading glasses."

"You can fucking hit such a big road?"

"Unfortunate."

Li Wenshuai pushed one of the young Taoist priests away cursing, and as soon as his hand touched the other's shoulder, a chill penetrated into his palm, causing him to shiver.

"You are unlucky."

The voice of the young Taoist priest was very low, revealing an inexplicable strangeness.

Li Wenshuai wanted to run instinctively, but his body didn't listen to him, and he stood there in a daze, unable to move his legs at all.

The young Taoist priest raised his head, with single eyelids and gloomy eyes without light: "Student, do you know Taoism?"

Li Wenshuai was in a daze, the world in front of him became blurred, and he couldn't even control his mouth.

"know."

"what do you know?"

"Just what they said on the Internet."

"Online? Which ones?"

"Don't you know how to look online?"

The skinny Taoist slapped him on the face angrily: "Say it if you tell me!"

Li Wenshuai said dumbly: "Taotian Temple has a very good relationship with Shangyang Police Station and the Taoist Association. Now there are 80 million fans on Weibo, and the sales of Taobao stores are also very good. Damn, those talisman papers must make money." A lot of money..."

Hearing the word talisman paper, the young Taoist frowned slightly: "Is there anything wrong with Daotian Temple?"

Li Wenshuai: "No, what can happen to Daotian Temple, damn it, I'm the one who happened."

The young Taoist asked: "Do you know old Chen Zhizha?"

"I know, Daotianguan's official cooperative paper shop, business is also very good recently, Weibo fans have 10,000+, damn, my mother has heard of it."

Hearing this, the skinny Taoist priest couldn't help asking: "Brother, didn't you go to the paper making shop yourself?"

The owner of the paper shop didn't do anything?

The young Taoist sneered: "It seems that the Daotian Temple is different from the bastards of the Daoist Association."

On the side, Li Wenshuai was still thinking about it: "Damn it, if I hugged my boss's thigh back then, I would have less than 20 fans now, damn it, I would be an Internet celebrity, damn it..."

The young Taoist gave him a cold look: "You can go."

"Damn it, this kid's mouth is really broken." The skinny Taoist kicked Li Wenshuai sideways.

Li Wenshuai staggered a bit, then walked forward blankly.

He walked stiffly into the middle of the road, motionless.

"Li Wenshuai?"

A strong force pulled him onto the sidewalk, Li Wenshuai swayed and fell at Si Huai's feet.

Dong Dashan squatted beside him: "Li Wenshuai? Li Wenshuai, what are you doing?"

Seeing the thin monkey covered in black clouds lying at his feet, Si Huai moved aside in disgust, for fear of getting his bad luck.

The scorching yang energy brushed over his head, and Li Wenshuai gradually regained his senses.

He sat on the ground, his back felt cold: "I, I..."

Li Wenshuai said tremblingly, "I just hit, bumped..."

Dong Dashan pulled him up from the ground: "You were almost hit, watch carefully when you walk."

"Let's go first."

Li Wenshuai sat down on the edge of the flower bed, thinking of the cold body of the Taoist just now, his right hand began to tremble again.

The human body cannot be so cold...

That temperature is lower than that of the female ghost...

He didn't know who he could talk to about this matter. After a while, he took out his mobile phone tremblingly and dialed 110: "Hello, 110?"

"I, I hit a ghost, almost, almost died."

The next second, a cold male voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "Please don't make such jokes and disturb the work order of the public security organs. The public security organs can pursue responsibility according to the regulations."

After walking a few steps, Dong Dashan was a little worried. He looked back at Li Wenshuai, and was relieved to see that his expression seemed to have returned to normal and he was still on the phone.

He whispered, "Si Huai, why do I feel that Li Wenshuai has become weirder recently?"

Si Huai glanced at him: "Maybe he has returned to his ancestors."

Dong Dashan: "..."

"By the way, the campus reporters of the Technology and Business University seem to be very interested in Daotian Temple. They asked me to interview me at night. Do you want to go with me?"

Si Huai raised his eyelids: "Give me money?"

Dong Dashan: "...I didn't say anything."

Did not say generally is not.

Si Huai looked at him with hatred: "Dong Dashan, as the only customer service of Daotian Temple, you can't be so cheap."

Dong Dashan: "..."

Si Huai spat out two words: "No time."

Dong Dashan said slowly: "But their Weibo account has a lot of fans, it seems to have more than 100 million."

Si Huai paused, hundreds of thousands more fans than Daotianguan.

"Will the interview be posted on Weibo?"

Dong Dashan nodded: "Yes, I see that the previous issues of Weibo and WeChat have posted everything."

Free marketing, don't do it for nothing.

Si Huai immediately changed his words: "What time? Where?"

"..."

Dong Dashan was silent for a moment, and forwarded the specific time and place to him.

The interview took place in a secluded cafe in a university town.

After nine o'clock in the evening, there were almost no people in the cafe. The two girls who were in charge of interviewing saw Si Huai's appearance, their eyes lit up and they pushed each other.

One of the short-haired girls said with a smile, "Si Guanzhu, you look even more handsome than in the photo."

Si Huai responded perfunctorily, scanned around, but did not see Dong Dashan's figure, and asked doubtfully, "Where's Dong Dashan?"

The short-haired girl was stunned: "You mean Dong Yushan?"

Si Huai nodded.

Dong Dashan left half an hour earlier than him, so it stands to reason that he should have arrived.

The short-haired girl looked down at the message: "He said he would buy candied haws for us on the side of the road."

Si Huai turned his head to the side, and there was a cart of candied haws parked outside the cafe.

Dong Dashan stood by the car and waved to him.

"Boss, I want four bunches of strawberries."

"okay."

Dong Dashan took the Bingtang strawberry, and suddenly, a familiar lazy voice sounded behind him.

"Dong Dashan."

It was Si Huai's voice.

Dong Dashan raised his head abruptly, and through the glass, he could clearly see Si Huai sitting in the cafe, lazily crossing his legs.

"Dong Dashan."

"Why don't you turn around..."

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