Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 48 The Taoist priest who has the spirit of getting up, helps to embroider the Taoist clothes

Su Cheng quickly caught up with the crowd, but was soon dumbfounded again.

There was a surge of people in front of me, three floors inside and three floors outside, and it was impossible to squeeze in.

Old Tang and the others followed up, looked around, "I can't get in here, there are too many people."

At this time, Fatty Wang pushed Tang Haidong away, eager to try, "Let me, let me."

I saw him folded his hands on his chest and began to squeeze into the crowd.

Immediately, there were angry curses from the crowd.

"Ouch, who squeezed it, don't squeeze it, don't squeeze it, I haven't been to the toilet all morning, I need to pee!"

"Don't be so crowded, shit, don't let me know who it is, or I will kill you!"

The successive reprimands stunned Su Cheng and the others.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also confused.

"Didn't this fat man still look like he wanted to die just now? Why does he look like he's been beaten up now?"

"Fatty Wang: I can't travel, but watching the fun, you are not as good as me."

Su Cheng looked at the path squeezed out by Fatty Wang, couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and hurriedly greeted a few people, "Don't be dazed, hurry up."

Saying that, he rushed in first.

Soon, under Wang Mingsheng's great efforts to open the way, several people quickly squeezed to the front.

Su Cheng cast her gaze to the two people who were "fighting" ahead.

One was dressed exactly like Chen Daochang, and the other was wearing short-sleeved shorts.

The two chased and fled, the Taoist leader seemed to be strolling in the garden, with a calm expression, "Don't run, Pindao promises not to kill you."

"Bah!" The man in shorts opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, with a crying face, "Daoist, Daoist, I was wrong, I will never challenge you when you are sleeping again."

"No, I will never challenge you again."

The Taoist priest didn't speak, but the movement of his feet was a little faster, and the man in shorts he was chasing ran around.

The micro-drone hovered in mid-air and captured the picture in the live broadcast room. Netizens were stunned and took a long time to react.

"This is Chen Daochang's senior brother? No wonder the Daoist priest is honest in front of his senior brother."

"Daozhang, you still say you don't know martial arts?! I'll go, your brother is only short of using lightness kung fu!"

Su Cheng was also a little dazed when he looked at the Taoist priest who was a fairy in the field.

At this moment, Daochang Chen's voice suddenly came from behind, "Give way, give way, give way, the one inside is the poor fellow!"

The crowd separates.

Chen Daochang walked to Su Cheng's side sweating profusely, put one hand on his shoulder and the other propped his knee, panting heavily.

Su Cheng came to his senses, and hurriedly supported Daoist Chen, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Daoist is fine, your senior brother has the upper hand at the moment."

"That's right." Tang Haidong and Fatty Wang came over, "The Daoist made a group of them so hard that he vomited blood from that guy."

As soon as Chen Daochang saw Fatty Wang, his eyes immediately widened, and his heart was frightened, and he coughed lightly, "Then what, Daoist, why are you looking at me like this?"

At this time, the man in shorts suddenly screamed.

Chen Daochang was distracted, quickly looked at the field, and flicked the whisk, "I'm not worried about the senior brother, I'm worried about the challenger. When is it not good to challenge the senior brother, I have to wait until he sleeps to challenge."

"I don't know if he is angry about getting up?"

"Some time ago someone challenged him, and he chased him for a few miles."

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards the two of them and pulled them apart.

The man in shorts saw Chen Daochang as if he saw a living old man, with a lot of tears and snot, sitting on the ground and crying.

The six of Su Cheng looked at each other in blank dismay.

Ah this?

Getting angry?
"The Taoist priest is really a man of temperament." Tang Haidong gave a thumbs up.

Fatty Wang stuck his neck and looked crying, "Big Chengzi, am I finished? I used to be Daoist Chen Taoist demon, he won't kill me, right?"

Netizens in the live broadcast room gloated and launched a barrage.

"Fatty Wang: I watched the fun, but I became a fan?"

"The clown is actually me?"

Su Cheng shook his head and laughed, ignoring the fat man who was playing treasure.

The Taoist priests of Zixiao Palace also found out what happened here, and now they all came out to evacuate the crowd, and quickly led away the onlookers who were eating melons.

In the end, two little Taoist priests came and helped the man in shorts to leave.

Su Cheng and his group were the only ones left in the field, as well as Daochang Chen and his senior brother.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, and Fatty Wang didn't dare to speak.

After a while, it was Daoist Chen who broke the silence, "Brother, this is the Su Xiaoyou I often tell you about. My red sandalwood whisk was carved by Su Xiaoyou."

Daoist Chen's elder brother nodded, smiled at them and said, "Poverty Taoist Zhang Yunzhi, laymen come along with the poor Taoist priest. The junior brother has already told you about your situation, and the poor Taoist priest has already arranged for people to prepare lunch."

"Thank you sir."

"Thank you sir."

Several people quickly expressed their thanks, even Tang Haidong, who always liked to joke, was serious.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at Zhang Yunzhi, the Taoist priest, and sent a barrage of curiosity.

"Zhang Daochang looks more reliable than Chen Daochang."

"Upstairs, have you forgotten the way he got angry just now?"

"So there really is martial arts in this world? Didn't Daochang Chen say you should believe in science?"

Su Cheng didn't look at the barrage, and followed Zhang Daochang into a Taoist temple.

"A few laymen, wait for a while, and the food will arrive soon." Zhang Daochang became more casual as soon as he entered the Taoist temple. He stroked his beard, took a sip from the tea cup on the table, and said curiously: "You still have to go to play in the afternoon. ?”

Seeing that several people were looking at the Taoist temple, Su Cheng smiled and said, "Since we're here, we have to go around for a while."

Daoist Zhang shook his head, put down the teacup, and seeing several people standing, he quickly waved his hands, "Everyone sit down, you're welcome, there are not so many rules here in Pindao."

"Then what, Pindao said, you probably won't be able to play today."

Ok?
Several people were stunned.

Daoist Zhang was also stunned, and then looked surprised, "What? Didn't you all check the weather forecast? It's raining these two days."

"I'll go, no wonder it's so sweltering today." Fatty Wang seemed to have found an outlet, and he opened his mouth to bald.

Su Cheng was surprised, and then turned on the weather on the phone, and it did show rain.

"It's okay, there is a place to live here in Pindao, and someone will clean up a few rooms for you later." Daoist Zhang said indifferently.

After looking at the mobile phone, several people couldn't laugh or cry.

"We go fishing halfway, and halfway through Wudang Mountain." Hua Xuewei counted on her fingers, "Isn't there only half of the scheduled vacation?"

"Shut up!" Tang Haidong glared at her, "Bah bah bah, good ones work, bad ones don't work."

"I finally took a few days off and want me to go back?"

"no way!"

Immediately, netizens cheered.

"Miss Xuewei has a crow's mouth physique? Maybe it's a true spirit."

"Hey, I hope it's true. I want to see old Tang's expression of wanting to cry."

Su Cheng glanced at the barrage, and suddenly a picture appeared in his mind, not to mention really interesting.

He was about to speak when Daoist Zhang suddenly came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiaoyou Su, come with the poor Taoist."

Ok?
Su Cheng was surprised, and the others looked over curiously.

Daoist Zhang didn't shy away from a few people, and said as he walked, "Poverty Daoist is going to go down the mountain to find you these few days."

"Pindao wants to order a batch of Taoist uniforms from you, do you think there is a problem?"

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