The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Uncle Liu's voice hadn't completely faded yet.

The door was pushed open.

Eight Taoist priests entered first, standing on both sides, four on the left and four on the right.

When they saw clearly the Taoist robes they were wearing, everyone's pupils contracted.

It's not the dark blue silver thread from last time.

This time, the base color is jet black, and the Taoist robe is densely embroidered with mythical beasts in gold and red silk threads.

A green dragon soars through the clouds on the left shoulder, and a white tiger crouches on the mountain on the right.

The front of the robe features a vermilion bird spreading its wings, while the back of the robe features a black tortoise sinking into

The four-symbol pattern extends from the collar to the hem of the robe, with each line shimmering faintly under the light.

The eight people stood still, their eyes fixed straight ahead.

Then, a person stepped out from the middle.

His hair and beard were all white, his face was thin, and his figure was slender.

A whisk rested on his arm, and his steps carried a sense of weight.

Behind him were eight more disciples.

The eight men were carrying a huge object on their shoulders.

The red brocade covered everything from beginning to end, so that only the outline could be seen.

Square.

tall.

heavy.

"Holy crap..."

A young man in the back row jumped up from his chair, knocking over the coffee of the person next to him without even noticing.

"Taoist priest! Another Taoist priest! Exactly the same one trending on social media!"

His female companion had already raised her phone to record, her hand shaking so much that the picture was blurry.

"Look at what they're wearing! It's different from before! Last time it was silver thread, this time it's gold and red! And it's embroidered with... a blue dragon and a white tiger?"

"The Four Symbols! The Four Symbols Pattern!"

A middle-aged man wearing glasses next to him gasped.

"Do you know what this means? In the Taoist system, only the highest-level ceremonies allow the wearing of the Four Symbols Robe!"

"Highest specifications? Many?"

"A Taoist grand ceremony! You never see this normally!"

The murmurs were like a beehive bursting open, but no one dared to raise their voices.

front row.

Zhou Dechang jumped up from his seat.

My reading glasses are all askew as I stare intently at the Taoist robe on the leading elder.

"Old Ji!"

"I saw it!"

Ji Jingshan was already standing next to him, and he had taken out a magnifying glass at some point.

"The embroidery technique..."

Zhou Dechang's voice was kept extremely low, but it trembled violently.

"Look at the stitching on the dragon's whiskers. It's not flat embroidery, it's not random stitch embroidery, it's..."

"Gold thread embroidery!"

Ji Jingshan replied, his voice cracking.

"Using a splitting technique, a single thread is split into sixty-four strands!"

"Ordinary kesi (silk tapestry) is already 'worth its weight in gold,' but this kind of 64-strand split-silk gold embroidery..."

Zhou Dechang took a deep breath.

"I've only ever seen a small fragment in the Palace Museum's storeroom!"

"wrong!"

Ji Jingshan shook his head and pointed to the eye area of ​​the white tiger stripe.

"Look at the gold lines in those eyes, they have a color-changing effect! They reflect different colors at different angles! This isn't Ming Dynasty technology! It's even older and more exquisite than Ming Dynasty techniques!"

"This is a traditional craft passed down within the Taoist community! It's not part of the folk system!"

The two old men exchanged a glance.

He gasped in shock.

"The clothes worn by eight people combined..."

Zhou Dechang didn't dare to continue calculating.

Middle section of the venue.

A middle-aged collector in a suit suddenly slapped his companion's thigh.

"Dude! Have you seen the trending topics?"

"I've seen it! The first layer is a box worth twenty million containing fifty million worth of paper! The second layer is the foremost of the four sacred artifacts of Taoism!"

"This is the third layer! The third layer! We're here!"

"My hands are shaking! Please record this for me!"

"I'm shaking too!"

In a more distant corner, the young people who had been whispering all along fell completely silent.

One of the girls gripped her best friend's hand, her voice trembling.

"I used to think the hype online was exaggerated, but now I believe it, I believe it all..."

"Even movies wouldn't dare film a scene like this..."

front row.

Gu Xinglu was incredibly excited.

"Shen Nianqing!"

She shook Shen Nianqing's arm desperately.

"The third one! The third one is here! Your man's third betrothal gift has arrived at the tasting event!"

She jumped up and down twice, her high heels stomping loudly on the floor.

"My God! How romantic! What does it mean to send a betrothal gift from afar? This is what it means!"

Shen Nianqing stood up.

Her movements were unhurried, her back straight, and her chin slightly tucked in.

Those eyes, usually so cool and indifferent, were now brimming with light, as if a whole galaxy had been shattered and poured into them.

Her lips were slightly pursed, suppressing the upward curve of her lips.

"Crackling and popping!"

A chair was knocked and slid back a meter.

Shen Xingzhou jumped up from his seat, making such a commotion that half the people in the hall turned to look at him.

He loosened his tie, and his expression instantly shifted from serious to arrogant.

"Young Master Qi!"

"Did you see that!"

He waved his hand and pointed to the approaching group.

"My brother-in-law! He's here to cheer me on!!"

Qi Liancheng's face instantly darkened.

"You want to compare your historical and cultural heritage with mine?"

Shen Xingzhou laughed out loud.

"My brother-in-law's background is something your Qi family's three generations combined can't match!"

Chen Xiaoyu immediately turned the camera towards the group of Taoist priests who were walking towards them.

"My darlings!"

"The third betrothal gift! My brother's third betrothal gift! It's arrived! Right in front of me!!"

The data in the live stream completely spiraled out of control in that instant.

Gift effects rained down from all directions, with rockets, castles, and carnivals exploding one after another.

Ah! The third level! I've been waiting a week!

[The number of online viewers has surpassed 10 million! Ten million people are watching simultaneously!]

[My God! What are they wearing?! That pattern! A golden dragon! No, it's a blue dragon! The Four Symbols!!]

[Has anyone noticed? This time there are sixteen disciples and one elder! Last time, the second level had eighteen disciples! The format is different again!]

[The elder himself has come! Last time, the first level was a disciple, and the second level was an elder; this time, it's someone even older!]

[It's getting heavier and heavier! Each layer is heavier than the last! It's giving me the creeps!]

[Hey streamer! Who exactly is your brother?!]

Don't ask! It's my brother! My brother is the best in the world!

[50 rockets delivered! Keep the stream going, streamer! Don't let it stop! Absolutely not!]

Lin Keke pressed herself against Chen Xiaoyu's back, her head peeking out from over Chen's shoulder, her eyes wide open.

"Light rain!"

She gripped the back of Chen Xiaoyu's clothes, her voice trembling.

"That thing they were carrying was huge! So heavy! It took eight people to carry it!"

"I saw it!"

"What did your brother send this time?! Could it be even more powerful than the Seven-Star Lamp?!"

"How should I know!"

"You're his own sister and you didn't even know?!"

"If I had known, would I still be waiting here?"

Qi Liancheng's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

He took out his phone and quickly scrolled through it a couple of times.

The topic is still trending.

[#Chen Shidu's First Betrothal Gift: Taiyi Star Letter Paper#]

[#Second Betrothal Gift: Seven-Star Dharma Lamp#]

[#The first of the four sacred artifacts of Taoism should be used as a betrothal gift#]

Each one is followed by the word "explosive".

Qi Liancheng's fingers tightened, and the phone case made a slight creaking sound.

"Master Zhao."

The gray-robed Taoist priest did not respond.

Those cloudy eyes were fixed on the silhouette under the red cloth.

He sensed a presence.

Extremely positive.

Extremely pure.

Extreme brilliance.

Like a blazing sun hanging overhead, it illuminates every dark corner, leaving no place for the shadows to hide.

But deep within that righteous spirit...

He also sensed something else.

Evil spirits remain!

The last breath of a vengeful spirit that was suppressed to death.

Is this... an item for warding off evil spirits?

It has suppressed truly evil things.

He glanced subconsciously at the Nine-Headed Soul-Devouring Mirror in his display case.

The dark red mist in the center of the mirror... is trembling!

The group walked to the center of the exhibition hall.

The sixteen disciples stood at attention.

Eight people led the way, while eight others carried the loads steadily.

The white-haired elder at the head stepped forward.

His gaze swept over everyone and landed on Shen Nianqing.

Bowing.

With hands clasped together in front of his chest and fingers interlocked, he performed an extremely solemn Taoist salute.

"Miss Shen."

"I am here on orders to deliver the third betrothal gift."

He straightened up, his gaze gentle.

Mr. Chen said…

The entire audience perked up their ears.

"This item was used six hundred years ago to suppress evil spirits and protect the people of thirteen villages."

"Today, it is delivered to Miss Shen, and from this day forward, it will protect her household and ensure her lifelong peace."

Shen Nianqing stood in front of the huge object covered with red brocade.

Raise your hand and place your five fingers on the edge of the red cloth.

The live stream chat stopped completely at that moment.

Twelve million people held their breath at the same time.

Gu Xinglu covered her mouth with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

The red cloth trembled slightly.

More than a thousand people in the audience stood up at the same time.