Chapter 30 Ten Years of Wild Mountain Ginseng (please recommend)

When Jiang Yun thought of the previous record of the Chinese national football team, he covered his chest and felt a little regretful.

I was careless. When I came out this morning, I should really have a quick-acting heart-saving pill in my pocket!

He covered his forehead and showed a laughing and crying expression for the first time, saying, "I am a monk, I really don't understand football!"

"Also, from the perspective of monks, the winner and loss of the game tonight is not important."

"I just hope that the Chinese national football team can fully demonstrate the profoundness of Chinese martial arts in tonight's game!"

"If the national football team wants to learn martial arts, I am willing to pay for it out of my own pocket and go to their training base and give it all my money."

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, the water lovers in the live broadcast room suddenly felt that they were in a much better mood.

"I suddenly realized that the Taoist priest has the talent for making talk shows, and this answer is really amazing."

"That's right, they carry one head with two shoulders, who is afraid of whom!"

"Sports should not have national boundaries, but must have a competitive spirit. Only in this way can we demonstrate the style of a great country. You must pay attention to your strength when playing football and don't play football by mistake."

"Win and lose are not important. Those who can take action must not miss the opportunity. Those who can use their feet must not use their hands [sheeping] [sheeping]."

"The Chinese national football team has no ten red cards in this game, which is unreasonable [dog head][dog head]."

"Suddenly I feel that the Taoist priest is also a cruel and ruthless person, but I like it."

"Is it still time to learn martial arts and play football now?"

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and laughed out loud: "Friends, let's stop making trouble. If you compete with the notebook, friendship is second, competition is first, and we all understand everything."

"Answer another question, I will take you to learn the third style of Tai Chi."

The various sandstorm problems in the live broadcast room were like a tide, and they were blown up.

"Master, I'm very curious, why are the teachers in kindergartens all female teachers?"

"Master Taoist, who has a greater chance of winning between the Eastern myth system and the Western myth system? "

"Anchor, I am from Northeast China. I just arrived in Guangxi. My roommate kept calling me to chew hair. Is he praising me for being handsome? [Dog Head]"

"Master, I'm playing Luna as a jungler. The opposite side chose Donghuang and Zhang Liang. How should I show them?"

In fact, there is a saying that the barrage barrage in the live broadcast room should be very effective no matter which one is answered.

certainly.

The degree of sculpting of each problem is actually not much different.

Jiang Yun had given up treatment, so he closed his eyes and took the screenshot and chose a question.

"Anchor, may I ask if I traveled to the prehistoric world and then threw down a piece of two-way foil. Will those prehistoric world gods kill me?"

puff!

Jiang Yun squirted out his top-quality spiritual tea with a mouthful.

Good guy, is this cross-dimensional battle a problem that people can think of?

Fortunately, I was bored in Taoist temples before and read Liu's "Three-Body Problem", otherwise this question would be really hard to answer.

"Who can tell me what the second foil is?"

"This question is really outrageous."

"The Great God of the Prehistoric World: Damn, the thief hurt me!"

From the perspective of Taoist professionals, Jiang Yun thought about this issue carefully and said: "I feel that Erxiang Foil is very similar to the map of mountains, rivers and country."

"If you really throw a piece of two-way foil to the prehistoric world, I feel that you should be a fortune-giving boy to the prehistoric world gods."

The friend who asked this question was stunned at the time. He originally thought it would be a dimensional reduction attack, but he didn't expect that he was actually a boy who gave money.

But after thinking about it, the Taoist priest's answer does make some sense.

"For gods, isn't the second-angle foil a regular operation? I often see plots like monsters, ghosts and people sealed into the paintings in novels."

"The Great God of the Prehistoric World: I'm losing it, whose array plate of the Zhoutian Star Dou array is lost?"

When Jiang Yun saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 20,000, he stood up, sorted out his clothes, and said, "Okay, let's talk about it today. Let's start practicing Tai Chi."

"A set of Tai Chi every day, live a healthy life for fifty years, and live a happy life for a lifetime."

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

As soon as he made a start gesture, he heard a knock on the door from inside the Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Xiaobai was so scared that he was trembling all over, and even his tail was furious.

The female fans in the live broadcast room were sad.

"Damn it, the Taoist priest actually hid people in the Taoist temple. I'm heartbroken!"

"Follow Xiaobai's reaction, the people in the Taoist temple should not be human."

"This is not haunted in broad daylight, right?"

"Reasonable eats melons, we treated Xiaobai as a ghost last time."

Jiang Yun scratched his head, and he couldn't think of how the knocking sounds could be heard in the Taoist temple.

After the door opened, the golden monkey moonban was standing inside with a depressed look on his face.

"Why are you inside?" Jiang Yun said confused.

"Squeak squeak."

Yue Ban shouted and waved.

"You mean, you jump in on the dead tree outside, and then you find that there is no one in the Taoist temple and you can't jump out, so you can only knock on the door?"

"Squeak!"

"You said you are unlucky, can you go to the main entrance next time? Every time you make it like a thief." Jiang Yun rubbed Yueban's head and cursed with a smile.

The water friends in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief. They were no longer surprised.

"As we all know, the anchor has amazing language talent, and his animal language level 10, and he can communicate with any animal without barriers."

"New fan, let me ask, why are there golden monkeys in the Taoist temple?"

"What's Yueban here this time? Are you still asking for water?"

Jiang Yun looked at the depressed half moon and comforted him: "Okay, I won't close the live broadcast next time. I'll go to the Taoist temple to fetch you water."

"Squeak!"

Yueban shook his head, and it came to Jiang Yun's teapot and took out a ginseng from his armpit.

It took a teacup, held the cup in one hand and ginseng in the other, and made an exchange gesture.

I just got it, and I made two pots of top-grade spiritual tea. I haven’t warmed up yet. Where did you get the news from? Why did you come here to get the tea early in the morning?

Jiang Yun saw that Yue Ban's body had a lot of moss rubbed, and he suddenly felt scared.

Your sister, this monkey, didn't squat on the wall last night, and kept peeping at me, right?

Netizens in the live broadcast room sighed again.

"This Wudang Mountain is really a talented person. Even monkeys who drink tea know to exchange ginseng."

"The monkey splashing in Huaguo Mountain: I secretly peeked, I hope no one mentioned me this time."

"Why do I feel like Tianyuan Taoist Temple is co-organizing an event with the local zoo? This is really all kinds of animals."

[Medicinal Materials Purchaser] Reward a rocket with a message: "Master, the one I gave you for ten years is worth of wild ginseng!"

"If you don't want it, I'll take a plane to the Taoist temple and exchange it for the best Dahong Pao."

"Good morning, Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma is confused!"

"I lost it. Last time the cobra threw a 37th king. This time, the golden monkey gave wild ginseng. How many good things are there in the mountains?"

"I suddenly wanted to go to Wudang Mountain to dig medicinal materials, and the opportunity to get rich is right in front of me."

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and was in tears.

How should I explain to my fellow water friends? My top-grade spiritual tea is really not an ordinary tea. That tea is definitely more expensive than ten years of wild mountain ginseng!

I have added both morning and evening classes. In the future, the protagonist is not allowed to be a net monkey who only knows how to broadcast live.
Chapter completed!