Zhongnan Mountain is no longer peaceful and peaceful.

The influx of journalists and media and the arrival of countless tourists have caused congestion.

The quiet Zhongnan Mountain suddenly became noisy.

"just in front."

"I heard that there is a hermit who lives in seclusion and cultivates here."

Several reporters carried photography equipment into the mountain and walked a small path towards a valley in front of them.

I heard that there was a hermit living in seclusion there and came to interview immediately.

In the mountain stream, a small wooden house came into view.

In front of the hut, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, who was weeding a vegetable field.

Seeing a group of reporters who suddenly broke in, he was stunned, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he turned to walk into the wooden house.

In fact, most of the hermits in the mountains are tired of the impulsiveness of the world. If they want to live in the mountains, they naturally do not want to be disturbed.

When I saw a large group of reporters coming, I was naturally disgusted.

"Daoist!"

"Leader, please stay."

A female reporter hurried up with a microphone.

She took the microphone and asked excitedly: "Dao Master, we are journalists and want to interview you."

"Walk around, I won't accept interviews."

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked displeased and waved his hand to drive everyone away.

But how could the female reporter give up and hurriedly asked: "Daoist, I heard that a cultivator appeared in Zhongnan Mountain, so that the clouds and fog can be cultivated, is it true?"

"What the hell?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked dumbfounded and looked at the female reporter in front of him, with a trace of speechlessness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Dao Master, Dao Master, are you a cultivator?"

"What kind of Cultivation Base are you now, can you fly into the sky and call for rain?"

When other reporters saw it, they immediately rushed up, surrounded the middle-aged Taoist priests, and handed them microphones, making the middle-aged Taoist priests confused.

! ! Cultivator? Flying away! Call the wind and call the rain! !ヽ(*.Д)o゜! !

The Taoist looked dumbfounded, what to do.

He Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and he said, "Where did you hear about these things, what calls the wind and the rain, fly to the sky, cultivators, do you watch more TV?"

"There are no gods in this world?"

"Still cultivators?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked angry, and the reporters' heads convulsed.

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, and then stared at the middle-aged Taoist priest excitedly.

"Everyone must believe in science!"

The middle-aged Taoist said abruptly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, staring at the Taoist priest in front of them with bright eyes, and their eyes were very scary.

This was not what the old Taoist said in the video, and he jumped and flew away after speaking.

"Yes, right, leader, believe in science, we believe in science, you fly."

The female reporter exclaimed excitedly: "You fly one for us to see."

"Daoist, we believe in science, you fly one quickly."

"Yep!"

A group of reporters were chattering around the middle-aged Taoist priest in excitement.

"..."

In this posture, the middle-aged Taoist priest was dumbfounded. Are these reporters crazy?

"roll!"

The middle-aged Taoist was so angry that he roared directly, almost holding his hoe aloft to drive people away.

"What kind of shit cultivator, there are no gods in the world?"

"Go away, go all away!"

He pushed everyone away angrily, went directly into the cabin, closed the door with a bang, and also hung up a sign, declining interviews and rejecting visitors.

Well, obviously a reporter has come to interview before.

"Master Dao, Master Dao!"

"You come out, we haven't finished the interview yet."

"Yeah, come out for a while, we want to ask what Realm you have cultivated."

Outside, a pair of reporters gathered around the wooden house and wanted to go in, but it was not easy to break in directly. After all, reporters did not dare to break in rashly.

In the wooden house, the middle-aged Taoist face flushed with anger.

What's wrong in the past few days? Suddenly, countless tourists have come, and a large number of reporters have also poured in. When I see Taoist priests and hermits, they are as crazy as cats smelling fishy smell.

This terrified some scattered hermits in Zhongnan Mountain, all of them hid in their hiding place and dared not come out.

It's too scary.

Immortals, cultivators, are you crazy?

Still the world is crazy, and some people believe this nonsense, and the life of a good seclusion was suddenly broken, making the hermits and Taoists here annoyed.

The quiet life was broken.

A large number of reporters were not reconciled, and visited the hermits and Taoists here one by one.

"Daoist!"

On the other side, I was going to interview another Taoist priest.

Before the result arrived, they went straight into the cave, closed the wooden door with a bang, and hung up a sign saying no to see guests.

"Housekeeper, we want to interview..."

"Hey, don't leave, layman."

Seeing the battle, a female Taoist priest rushed away in fright, walking swiftly on the mountain path.

This made the reporters behind the filming, excited, and yelling to catch up.

Good guy, the mountain stream is difficult to walk, and this female layman can walk so fast, she is definitely an expert.

How can I know that this is the familiar road that people walk every day, and the body is disrupted enough, and the footsteps are naturally fast.

In the Zhongnan Mountain, chickens and dogs jumped.

There are more than 5,000 hermits and Taoists in the entire Zhongnan Mountain. They hate reporters and tourists, and they hide themselves from seeing people. These reporters are too Damn it.

There are also a large number of Internet celebrities on Zhongnanshan, all of them are live broadcast.

Some people even wanted to use drones to shoot at high altitudes, but they were eventually banned and the drones were not allowed to take off. This did not cause any greater movement.

Deep in the mountains, on a cliff, a female nun sat on a rock with a bitter face, and sighed.

"What's going on these days, a large number of reporters suddenly came."

"Hey, you can't live quietly in the mountains."

A female Taoist aunt in her late thirties has a beautiful appearance, fresh and refined. She wears a robes to set off her graceful figure, revealing a dusty temperament.

She was tired of the world before she hid in the mountains and quietly meditated.

But during this period of time, so many reporters and tourists came, which greatly affected their cleanliness and seclusion.

"Yujing scattered people."

At this time, an old Taoist priest came slowly, and the female Taoist aunt immediately got up when she saw it.

"Dao Shi Song, why are you here?"

Sanren looked at the old way in front of him in surprise.

I saw Shi Song with a wry smile on his face: "Yujing scattered people should know. Recently, for some reason, reporters from outside have poured into the mountains to interview. The arrival of a large number of tourists has simply disrupted everyone's life."

"I'm also upset." Yujing scattered people with a wry smile.

She said: "I just wanted to go out and buy some rice noodles before returning. I didn't expect to be surrounded by a large group of reporters and had to return directly."

"Hey, so is the old Dao. I was surrounded by a group of reporters and asked if he was a cultivator and whether he would fly into the sky and escape."

"..."

The two of them were speechless and smiled bitterly.

Flying in the sky, calling the wind and calling the rain, the god-like cultivator, who on earth is this stuff, is too Damn it.

Where is the fairy in this world?

"No, I'll hide in a small house in the mountains and forests, and I won't go out recently."

The three of Yujing smiled bitterly and shook their heads. They said goodbye. She turned and returned to the own mountain forest cottage, a fence, a small wooden house, and a few vegetable plots.

This is where she lives in seclusion.

"How can there be any gods in this world?"

Yujing sighed faintly, with a wry smile on his face, making the incident speechless.

The reporters outside were too annoying, surrounded by a large group of Taoist priests and chasing up to interview them.

More than half of the hermits and Taoists in Zhongnan Mountain are not real hermits, and only a small part of them belong to real hermits, and they don't want to be disturbed by outsiders.

As for the initiator of all this, he is hiding in a misty mountain peak at this time.

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