The program team expected to shoot in Longhu Mountain for two days, but they didn't even see the shadow of antiques after the first day. Early the next morning, the crew started filming again, and the camera swept from far and near to the Taoist priests who were doing morning classes in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and finally stopped at the foodie little Taoist.

The beautiful little Taoist priest wearing a small Taoist robe and knocking on the wooden fish to chant the scriptures seriously is so cute, but the people in the program team are puzzled by his white hair like snow.

Later, I learned that the original white in Longhu Mountain represents the supreme glory, and the heavenly teachers and students of Longhu Mountain in the past dynasties have white hair and beards, and have the strange ability of "knowing the destiny of heaven", in other words: Shaoxia, I see that your shin bones are peculiar, and you are a material for making a magic stick. Enter my door, keep your ears and eyes wise, divination and fortune-telling everything is under your control. Enter my Dao Gate, the Heavenly Master and the Great Master have reached the pinnacle of life, it is you, you, you!!

Qin Ze's eyes flashed, and he seemed to remember that the reason why Gu Changxi saved Xu Chu was because he looked similar to her old friend.

His eyes fell on the snow-white hair of the foodie little Taoist priest Zhang Ling, and his peach blossom eyes were shining, and he seemed to have caught something important.

waited patiently for Zhang Ling to do his morning class, and the program team started filming.

Last night, the director exchanged ten plates of braised pig's trotters for Zhang Ling's favorability, and he promised that he would definitely take out the antiques inherited from Longhu Mountain today.

"Xiaodao Chief, let's start filming now?" Since he knew that Zhang Ling "knew the destiny of heaven" and was super accurate in his divination, the people in the program team were amiable to him. It was only a short distance of three meters from the chanting hall to the corridor, and when Zhang Ling walked to Gu Changxi's side, he had already harvested a pair of snacks and candies.

Foodies have delicious food is equivalent to owning the whole world, Zhang Ling stuffed her mouth full of Mai Lisu nodded inarticulately: "Give the nest." "Follow me."

"Okay!" The director nodded with a smile, and kept asking Gu Changxi along the way to finish the filming schedule today, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch up with their weekend broadcast time.

Gu Changxi nodded, indicating that as long as the antiques were in place, she was completely a small case.

Qin Ze walked beside Gu Changxi with a smile: "I heard that the treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in Longhu Mountain is a peach wood sword used to drive away evil spirits. He looked at Gu Changxi's expression, saw her slightly lowered her eyes and looked at the road under her feet intently, and the corners of her mouth curled up and said: "Last night, I found a very interesting codex in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, which recorded that this peachwood sword was the imperial sword of Zhang Daoling, the national teacher of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Gu Changxi paused, and stared at him lightly: "Speak human words." ”

Qin Ze's eyes bent: "It is rumored that the peachwood sword was given by Zhang Daoling's sweetheart. ”

Gu Changxi's footsteps paused, and when Qin Ze's eyes were teasing, Gu Changxi pulled the corners of his mouth, and glanced at him with deep meaning: "You are testing me." ”

Qin Ze nodded calmly: "You have a relationship with Dragon Tiger Mountain!" ”

As soon as these words fell, only a cooing sound was heard, and everyone looked up at the melons, fruits and snacks scattered on the ground, and when their eyes were stretched again, Zhang Ling, who was wearing a robe, had been wrapped into a ball and rolled down the stairs. The snow-white sideburns are super eye-catching, just like a plug growing on a round bar, which makes people want to reach out and pull it out for him.

Zhang Ling rolled to the end, stabilized, and quickly stretched out his hands to pull the melon and fruit snacks that fell on the ground in his arms: "Ouch, the beauty of this Taoist is frightened, frightened." Later, the Taoist will love you well......"

The people in the program team looked at each other: "Will you be flirted at such a young age?" "And it's not flirting, it's food!

Qin Ze bent down and picked up the apple that fell at his feet and walked towards Zhang Ling: "Foodies are so good at fortune telling, why don't you calculate for yourself?" ”

Zhang Ling was furious, snatched the apple and wiped it on his sleeve a few times, and took a bite resentfully: "This Taoist master was born to know that he would meet you two demons in this life!" ”

Qin Ze raised his eyebrows, and Zhang Ling covered his mouth.

Mom, retarded!

He seems to have told some secret!

The people in the program team were in an uproar and were all excited, is this true? Foodie Xiaodao Chief, can you really represent the truth of Longhu Mountain's fortune telling, we don't read much, don't be biased towards us.

Facing the surging boiling people in the program group who wanted to hug their thighs to tell fortunes, Gu Changxi looked at Qin Ze calmly, Qin Ze looked back at her calmly, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were full of the meaning of promoting narrowness.

Gu Changxi narrowed his eyes, Qin Ze put away his smile, and there was a hint of laziness in his gentle voice: "I have an intuition, it seems that we have known each other in our previous lives. ”

Boom!

The apple in the hand of the foodie Zhang Ling fell to the ground, Qin Ze paused for a moment, and said casually: "Maybe I should let the foodie give us a calculation of the past and present lives." ”

"Dreaming." Zhang Ling opened his mouth angrily: "This Taoist chief will never tell your fortune in this life, you should die." ”

Qin Ze smiled lowly,

Gu Changxi looked at him steadily, Qin Ze winked at her mischievously, and his gentle voice was full of banter: "And I call you the overseer." ”

As his words fell, Gu Changxi's body moved, and after a while, Qin Ze was already frozen in place, and he could only watch Gu Changxi pass in front of him.

Zhang Ling turned his head and snorted softly when he passed by, and left with his neck high and a proud face.

"Councilor Qin, are you engaging in body art?" The director was a little puzzled, what is he trying to do at this moment?

"Hehe, I want to feel the demeanor of the people who get off the plane." Qin Ze twitched the corner of his eyes, so that he wouldn't tell them that he was pointed out by Gu Changxi. Regarding Qin Ze's sudden hobby, the people in the program team expressed their puzzlement, but no one stipulates that senior civil servants can't have fetishes, right?

The peach wood sword handed down by Zhang Daoling was enshrined in the main hall of Tianmen Mountain together with his portrait, different from the vigorous incense of Shangqing Palace and Tianshifu, Tianmen Mountain was empty and quiet, just standing in the middle of the courtyard made people feel a solemn and quiet meaning, which made people involuntarily want to take a light breath, for fear of disturbing the ancestor Zhang Daoling who rested and cultivated in Tianmen Mountain.

Zhang Ling swallowed an apple in a few bites, reluctantly put the snack in front of the mountain gate, and after cleaning his hands with clean water, he turned his head to look at everyone with a stern face: "Taoist holy land, no noise." ”

The program team nodded wildly, just feeling this atmosphere was depressing enough, and they didn't dare to make a noise if they had a hundred dares.

Zhang Ling swept away the dust, turned his head to look at Gu Changxi, and his beautiful smiling face was full of complicated feelings. After a long time, he sighed and said to her in an old-fashioned manner, "Come with me." ”

After speaking, he pushed the door in, and a soothing sandalwood fragrance immediately came to the face, and everyone only felt that the spiritual platform was clear, and the whole person had an indescribable feeling of comfort, as if bathed in the warm sun of spring and March.

Gu Changxi followed him and walked inside, and as soon as he picked his eyes, he saw a portrait hanging in the center of the hall. The man in the painting is only holding a peachwood sword in his hand, a bright yellow embroidered robe, and under the lotus crown is a long hair like silver light and white snow.

The breeze blew into the temple and wrinkled the portrait. Gu Changxi looked at the man in the painting with a faint expression, as if the gust of wind blew his bright yellow sleeves and danced slowly, and the jade trees and green bamboos were at the end, and the scenery was endless.

"Oh my God, god." The girls in the program group were all fascinated: "No matter from which angle you look over, the beautiful man in the painting seems to be smiling at you." ”

"Hey, I really wish I was born hundreds of years earlier and lived under the same sky as the male god."

The cameraman couldn't help but give the portrait a close-up, and when he was about to push it back, it suddenly fell on Gu Changxi's face. The cameraman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pushed the camera back, slowly pushing it away from above Gu Changxi's shoulder, giving her and the portrait a long shot.

The director looked at the screen in a daze, Gu Changxi's cold eyes actually carried a sense of amazement, one person and one painting stood and looked at each other, as if they had traveled through time, making each other freeze at this moment.

The director clasped his hands tightly, this picture is so beautiful that it can be used as a promotional poster for Longhu Mountain. It's a pity that they are treasure shows, and antiques are the most important.

Just as he was about to shout the card, he saw Gu Changxi lowering his head and lowering his eyes, and his eyes fell on the peachwood sword. The director looked nervous, coming, coming, the central idea of the show finally came out.

After a while, I saw Gu Changxi slowly take a step forward, reached out and picked up the peach wood sword on the table, and pulled a few beautiful sword flowers with a flick of his wrist. The director clenched his fist: "It's so exciting." ”

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is one, Gu Changxi, a sword flower, will not be able to save it without decades of skill.

Gu Changxi took a few steps back lightly, and lowered his head to look at the peachwood sword in his hand.

The peachwood sword is still vaguely the same, but the man in the painting has long since turned into a pile of loess and disappeared with the wind.

Zhang Ling stared at the peachwood sword in Gu Changxi's hand with tears in his eyes: "Quick, quick, quick, put down the sword in your hand." ”

Gu Changxi glanced at him obliquely, and out of nowhere, a monkey sprang out, snatched the peachwood sword in Gu Changxi's hand, chirped twice, and disappeared into the forest.

Zhang Ling blinked and looked at Gu Changxi, Gu Changxi tilted his head: "I don't want to kill." When the words fell, the figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a flash. The people in the program team were stunned, knowing that monkeys love to rob tourists, but Longhu Mountain didn't see any monkeys?

This specially snatched away the magic weapon of Taoism, didn't the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain calculate this incident?

The people in the program team looked at Zhang Ling with blazing eyes, don't you know how to tell fortunes? You didn't even calculate that the magic weapon would suffer such a disaster? You can just go back to the furnace and rebuild it.

Zhang Ling shrugged his shoulders like a decent spreader, leaned on the wall of the mountain gate, picked up a peach dropped by a monkey, wiped it on his sleeve at will, and stuffed it into his mouth, clicked and bite, and the sweet and fragrant juice entered his throat, making him squint his eyes with satisfaction: "Don't worry, nothing will happen." He took another bite of the peach, and there was an unfathomable smile on his beautiful face: "My ancestor wants to catch up with her." ”

Program group: "............"

So what did you do with tears in your eyes?

Zhang Ling swallowed the peach in his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, thinking about the ancestor and the spirit of the elder!