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Chapter 21 The Real and False of the Internet

"Master..."

The contractor had no choice but to get off the freighter and took a boat to get ashore.

Zhang Daoranli refused the freighter, and the contractor was a little scared.

The cargo ship's horsepower is not very powerful, but it is not something that can be stopped by one person. Is this Taoist priest still a fucking person?

The contractor wanted to ask this question, but he didn't dare to ask. If he asked, he would definitely be beaten. The Taoist priest is not a monk. Monks pay attention to serving tigers with their bodies and cutting flesh and feeding eagles. However, the Taoist priest is very bloody. If one does not handle it well, the Taoist priest dares to hit or even kill people.

"The Master of Infinite Dao..."

Seeing that the freighter had stopped, Zhang Daoran stood on the shore and reached out to stop the contractor from approaching the shore: "This island is a retreat for me. It has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. I cannot let my ancestors down. Donors should not go ashore. Please go back... Tell the developer that I will never allow them to destroy the ecology here..."

Zhang Daoran was really anxious. If these construction teams came ashore, would this island in the middle of the lake still belong to him?

The people from the construction team looked at each other, and the contractor looked anxious.

Strongly climb to the island in the middle of the lake?

Joke, this Taoist priest is amazingly powerful, and the ancient Overlord raised a cauldron is just like this. He stretched out his fingers and the boat was overturned before it even landed... As for the cargo ship, was it stopped by someone with his flesh and blood?

"What's wrong?"

When the two sides were in a stalemate, a yacht came over. The yacht instantly leaned against the shore and walked out of a man and a woman. One of the women asked in confusion.

Before the construction team could complain, Zhang Daoran opened his eyes: "It turned out to be Donor Fang..."

"Master of Taoism..." He respectfully folded his hands on his chest, bowed slightly, and then said, "Master of Taoism... This is..."

It is obvious that the two sides are confronting each other, and Zhang Daoran will not let these construction teams land.

"Miss Fang...this is the thing..."

The contractor finally found the opportunity to speak, and told the story like a fried bean, and finally almost cried: "You only give us twenty days, we will delay one minute here, and take great risks. If we can't get to the shore, how should we build it?"

Listening to the contractor's story, Fang Ting opened her eyes wide, her flesh and blood body resisted the freighter, and pushed the freighter out with a full horsepower...

Is this still a human?

However, Fang Ting knew that Zhang Daoran was a master and had no doubts about these things. She did not dissipate on her face, and explained with a laugh and cry: "Master, I called the construction team. To be precise, my grandfather called me to help the Taoist priest repair the Taoist temple, build a road, and build a wharf. It is our repayment to the Taoist priest for saving his life. It is not about developing the place, nor has it bought it..."

Listening to Fang Ting's explanation, Zhang Daoran finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Wuliang Dao Zun, I'm sorry, I'm not polite. Donors, please go ashore..."

Zhang Daoran did not object to the renovation of Taoist temples, building roads and wharfs. The roads up the mountain here are not only narrow, but also steep, and it is difficult to walk if it rains. The most important thing is Taoist temples. Last time, heavy rain fell on the island in the middle of the lake. Nine houses, except for their own bedroom and a temple, all the other houses leaked.

Anyway, if you don’t spend your own money, the Fang family will only pay for the reward for saving Fang Yong’s life. Zhang Daoran took it for granted. He was still regretting that he did not ask for the reward, but now he is finally in his mind.

Fang Ting proposed to go up the mountain to burn incense, but Zhang Daoran did not object, and the two went up the mountain one by one.

"The freighter first docks, first builds the road up the mountain, then practices the Taoist temple, and finally builds a wharf..."

The contractor directed the construction team to the shore, and Fang Tong, who was on the yacht, also got on the shore, grabbed a worker and asked, "What you said just now is the matter of the Taoist priest resisting the freighter?"

"Is this fake? We all saw it with our own eyes. Although the horsepower of the freighter is not large, it is true that three or seven people can pull it. It's just that the Taoist priest stopped it alone. It's also considered a magical power..." The freighter is not small, but after all, it's a Tamsui Lake. The freighter is also a cement shell. Not only is it not fast, but the horsepower is not very large. Seven or eight people dare to compete with this freighter. However, this does not prevent the workers from being in awe of Zhang Daoran: "We have also recorded a video, you see..."

A worker handed it to Fang Tong with his mobile phone and took the miscellaneous mobile phone. Fang Tong took a look. The picture quality was not very clear, but he also clearly read the story. He passed the video to his mobile phone. Fang Tong said with some regret: "It's a pity that the picture is not very clear..."

"This little brother, I bought this mobile phone for 300 yuan. It is the clearest picture of our construction team..."

Mobile phones are not rare these days, and for the workers in the construction team, there is no need to pursue those high-end mobile phones. Many people still use old mobile phones that cost hundreds of yuan. They are resistant to falling and resistant to fucking...

"What are you doing? Why don't you hurry up and build it..."

The contractor was anxious and had been delayed for a long time. He signed a contract with him. The construction period was about to be completed and he had to pay the penalty for liquidated damages.

Soon, the workers were busy with their own things, and Fang Tong was happy to be idle. He did not rush to go up the mountain. Instead, he opened his own Weibo and posted the video recorded by the workers, and stated: "The world's master appeared and refused to fight the large freighter..."

Fang Tong has his own fans, and someone quickly replied to the message: "Looking at the picture, it should have been recorded more than ten years ago..."

Sun Shao, the provincial capital: "Lao Fang, where did you get the video? It's fake at first glance."

Likang Pharmacy, the provincial capital: "Mr. Fang is very relaxed and tight, where did the video come from? Could it be that he has taken too much aphrodisiac and yearns for Superman?"

Mr. Liu from the Provincial Construction Company: "It's not surprising that such a freighter is not capable of stopping it."

There were many replies, one of which was even more amazing. It was obviously a child who grew up by the lake. The fisherman selling fish: "This kind of video can be faked. Boss Fang, you are a lie. Anyone can "resist the cargo ship". The ship stopped there and slowly retreated, wouldn't it be recorded?"

Fitness Li Zhuang: "Lao Fang, when did you change to a Taoist priest? If you have that leisure, you might as well go to my gym to exercise. You can also resist the truck with one hand."

Fang Tong was ashamed. The workers in the construction team recorded the videos obviously very unprofessional. When recording, the camera was obviously aimed at Zhang Daoran and the hands of the freighter he was in contact. This was difficult to convince...

"I'm so stupid, why are you serious about them..." Looking at the shore, I stepped on two deep-sharp footprints on the stone, Fang Tong said to himself: "Anyway, I believe it... You guys who have never seen the world. Next time you have a real video, let's see what else you say... Well, for the sake of face, I'll get a video of Taoist priests' non-human abilities."

The Internet is true and false, anyway, the credibility is not convincing. Fang Tong helped Zhang Daoran promote it for the first time, and it was completely defeated...
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