A man with upper body naked on the boat suddenly stood up with a look of horror on his face.

The woman didn't dare to stand up and quickly put on her clothes. In a panic, the spring light suddenly ejaculated, and her face was filled with anxiety.

When he saw Zhang Daoran sitting on the huge rock on the shore, the man breathed a sigh of relief: "Nana, don't panic, let's leave now. We are a wild Taoist priest. It's such a fucking bad luck..."

The woman on the boat stopped wearing clothes, pulled up the thin quilt on the boat and covered the spring light, and Brother Xiaoqiao swallowed. Nana looked only eighteen or nineteen years old in her twenties, and gave him a blank look and said, "Let's go somewhere else..."

Brother Xiaoqiao nodded, held the bamboo pole and turned the bow of the boat and left.

Zhang Daoran watched them leave, frowned, and finally sighed suddenly: "Don't meddle in other people's business..."

Holding the stone carved with the runes, Zhang Daoran walked up the mountain: "Donor Fang, you'd better delete the video you recorded just now..."

Zhang Daoran continued to walk up the mountain, as if he was talking to himself.

Fang Tong, who was hiding not far away, was startled and realized that Zhang Daoran had probably discovered him. Even in the past ten days, he had been tracking him down...

Fang Tong hid without moving until Zhang Daoran left, and then he walked up the mountain calmly: "What a pity, that girl is really a little bit... Tsk tsk, she looks like a star... This video should be kept. Although it cannot be uploaded, there is the only video of Taoist priest practicing martial arts in the past ten days..."

"I'm back, I'll find someone to delete that indecent video..."

The Fang family runs an online media company and naturally understands the value of good videos. At the same time, they also understand that videos that should not be disseminated will have a price to spread. Until halfway up the mountain, Fang Tong seemed to remember something.

Sitting on a stone, watching the video she recorded on her own: "The woman seems to be very familiar..."

After watching the video over and over again, Fang Tong seemed to have thought of something, but there was a little inspiration and could not catch it.

"Donor Fang, even if you don't delete this video, you don't have to watch it secretly. According to the law, you have already constituted a crime..." Zhang Daoran didn't know when he came to Fang Tong: "It's better to delete it..."

The sudden sound, Fang Tong was startled and almost threw away the camera in his hand: "Master, why are there no sound when you walk? I just doubt that I seem to have seen this woman somewhere... I just can't remember it."

"Oh..." Zhang Daoran walked directly past Fang Tong, but responded softly and began to continue writing and portraying the talismans.

"Master..."

Fang Tong walked over and stopped beside Zhang Daoran: "Master, look at me..."

"Bang..."

The brush in Zhang Daoran's hand turned into powder. Zhang Daoran's face turned pale and his figure shook. He finally calmed down his mind: "Donor, when I cast spells and draw talismans, it's best not to make a sound..."

When drawing talismans, not only do you need to be highly concentrated in your mental power, but you also need to be in line with the principles of heaven and earth. At this time, it is like a soul wandering outside the sky, sensing the rules and drawing the rules on the talisman seal. At this time, Zhang Daoran's soul is in a semi-free state.

Fortunately, this was just the beginning, and Zhang Daoran was not injured. However, that brush was hit by the seedlings.

"Master..." Fang Tong was startled and watched the brush in Zhang Daoran's hand turn into debris. No matter how stupid Fang Tong was, he knew that it was his call just now that affected Zhang Daoran.

"It's okay..." Zhang Daoran waved his hand: "It's just that I need some conditioning in the afternoon..."

"Master, I really didn't mean it..." Fang Tong knew that he had caused trouble and disturbed Zhang Daoran's practice of painting talismans, and quickly admitted his mistake.

"I didn't tell you myself that I can't disturb you when I draw talismans." Zhang Daoran said calmly, turning around and walking towards the top of the mountain.

"Master, you talk about my marriage..."

Fang Tong followed behind and kept asking, Zhang Daoran's various magical abilities have really convinced Fang Tong. Zhang Daoran's divination is really effective, so Fang Tong thought about it.

"You don't have any ideas when you are ordinary. Your career is booming, but there will be a small disaster in the future and there will be noble people to help you..."

Fang Tong's breath is calm and peaceful, without much causal involvement, the seal hall is smooth and the fate is clear.

"Master, let me say more details..."

Fang Tong breathed a sigh of relief and heard a general meaning.

"Donor think about it yourself, I can only say so much..." There are rules for the changes in heaven and earth, people's hearts are floating, and they have their own destiny. Sometimes Zhang Daoran thought that if he would be dissuading God by face to face with others, wouldn't he offend God? Just like Zhuge Liang, he leaked too many secrets in his life and was taken away by God?

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoran was even more reluctant to say it.

Zhang Daoran was unwilling to say that Fang Tong knew that it was useless to ask questions. He soon reached the top of the mountain and arrived at the Sanqing Temple. Fang Tong quickly poured water to Zhang Daoran: "Master, are you thirsty..."

Zhang Daoran nodded, took the teacup and drank a cup of tea.

"Master Taoist, is your Taoist robe dirty? Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Fang Tong said enthusiastically: "You should rest first. My sister has not been available these days. I believe she won't come today, but she will definitely come tomorrow. I bought you a mobile phone and a computer."

Zhang Daoran shook his head. Fang Tong was showing his diligence for nothing, and wasn't he helping him calculate a fortune by making him happy?

Just ignore this guy, Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged on the bed: "I am tired and I need to rest."

Fang Tong smiled and said, "Master, please rest first, I will come later..."

Zhang Daoran had already started to drive people away, so Fang Tong naturally understood that it would be even more embarrassing to continue staying here, so he walked out.

"Donor, don't ask what you are thinking about. After all, times have changed, and some things have been opened up, and you can't stop them even if you want to."

Zhang Daoran said slowly, in order not to let Fang Tong continue to disturb him, Zhang Daoran had to comfort him.

"Master, do you have anything to say directly?"

Fang Tong felt the spirit directly and turned around.

"Why do you have to? Actually, you know it in your heart. To put it bluntly, you will only be hurt by yourself." Zhang Daoran smiled and said, "So, if you don't say something, you will feel more comfortable. If you say it, you will be a sinner."

"I understand, Master, do you want me to be broad-minded?"

Zhang Daoran nodded, shook his head again, and finally sighed.

Fang Tong seemed to be free and went out. Zhang Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled bitterly: "If you want to live a good life, the man's head will be a little green. But I don't understand why the second son of the Fang family is so good, and he is also dyed green?"

"Life, life, there are always some people who enjoy it, and some people are never satisfied... I am satisfied here, but I feel empty there again. It's difficult to deal with it, it's difficult to deal with it..."

In fact, in the past few days, looking at the green above Fang Tong's head, Zhang Daoran wanted to persuade Fang Tong to go back and comfort his empty wife. Unexpectedly, Fang Tong directly misunderstood what he meant, but he saw it openly...

But this kind of open-mindedness will lead to more discord?

"Forget it, this guy almost hurt me, even if it was a little punishment for him. What does it have to do with me if he is green or not?"

Zhang Daoran smiled maliciously, and was stunned with a smile, and said bitterly: "I can't be much better..."

When I thought of the martial arts I practiced, the expression on my face froze.
Chapter completed!