Chapter 136: Chapter 125: The Brat Defies Heaven with a Wish! The Whole Internet Awaits a Loving Mother and Filial Son (Part 2)

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Listening to the discussions of the other brothers, Daoist Xuan Ye put down his phone and sighed deeply.

He was helpless in this matter as well.

To be honest.

The dignified words he spoke before were mostly excuses for his restless Daoist heart.

How could Z City not accommodate two Daoist temples?

Xuan Ye laughed bitterly, it was simply that the fellow brothers couldn’t let go of the generous incense burners from before.

Could it be worse than when Changchun Temple was unknown?

After all, it has been rooted in Z City for countless years and has a group of loyal incense buyers.

The decline in incense burners coming to his Dragon and Tiger Temple could be anticipated.

After a while.

Xuan Ye let out a breath and said:

"Brothers, our previous actions have already betrayed our Daoist heart. As things have come to this, I shall personally visit Changchun Temple in a few days."

Several sighs, followed by the extinguishing of the lights.

Leaving only a crescent moon, solitary in the shadow.

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The next day.

All the journalists in Z City were abuzz and dashed to Changchun Temple.

In today’s society, there are no fools.

Changchun Temple is now undoubtedly the hottest spot in Dragon Country. If they could catch a little something others hadn’t, it would be enough for them to make progress.

The weather was bright, the flowers were vibrant, the breeze gentle, accompanied by the endless sounds of insects chirping and birds singing.

Ning An felt comfortable, opened the live stream, and chatted with his water friends on the way to the temple gate.

But when he opened the door, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

Before the temple gate, there was a dense crowd, surrounded by cameras, waiting for Ning An to show up, immediately surrounding him.

"Daoist Ning, can you explain how you confirmed yesterday that our Dragon Country has developed its aircraft carrier arrestor cables?"

"Daoist Ning, what’s your take on the so-called Spiritual Qi Revival everyone is talking about?"

"Daoist Ning..."

The crowd’s questions made Ning An’s head ache.

He could only lead the journalists to tour Changchun Temple while answering their queries.

"Daoist Ning, we all know the world is a scientific one. Can you tell us, is your claim of effectiveness a gimmick to ultimately capture traffic and sell incense at high prices?"

In the midst of a harmonious atmosphere, a question ignited the live stream chatroom.

"Great, I was bored and that sentence just perked me up. Brothers, get up, fight!"

"I’m dying of laughter, he’s a Daoist master, doesn’t steal or rob, doesn’t even think of using his huge stream traffic to sell goods, and you say he ends up selling incense at a high price?"

"Snacks, drinks, mineral water, please lift your legs, brothers, let’s watch the show."

Ning An inwardly cursed.

This was not taking him, Ning, seriously!

Right away, he solemnly responded, "To this journalist, I hereby solemnly announce: the incense of Changchun Temple will never increase in price!"

"Our Changchun Temple’s mission is to allow followers from all over the world to afford incense and be responsible for their faith..."

A gentle breeze, with the scorching sun, and the journalists gradually departed.

After the last journalist left satisfied, Ning An sat wearily in the recliner.

He now understood why many celebrities were reluctant to accept interviews.

These journalists weren’t human!

Clearly transformed from bandits, testing Ning An’s quick thinking and his throat’s endurance.

A sip of water revitalized his dry throat, unconsciously swallowing, life was still pretty good.

Just as Ning An’s tired self was feeling a bit comfortable, a child suddenly ran in.

While running, he shouted loudly, "Where’s the Daoist master, I want to burn incense."

The live stream viewers couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the amusing, silly child.

"Hahaha, does this little brat know what it means to burn incense?"

"I gotta say, watching him brings back memories, reminds me of myself as a kid."

Ning An couldn’t resist a chuckle, bent down, and made a ghost face, "Burning incense requires money, without money, the immortal won’t grant your wish."

"Don’t look down on me! I have money, I have lucky money!"

With that, he pulled out a few new red banknotes from his pocket, his face unusually determined.

Seeing such an amusing child, the live stream viewers suddenly felt a few years younger.

"Wang Xiaopang! What money do you have, just stand there for your mom!"

Before Ning An could speak, a young mother in a red dress appeared in the field of view.

She was panting heavily, holding a stick and staring fiercely at Wang Xiaopang.

"Daoist master, quick... please let me burn incense, I want to wish, I want the immortal to take this crazy woman away from the earth."

Wang Xiaopang instantly trembled and hid behind Ning An.

The viewers in the live stream suddenly had peculiar expressions.

"Wow, this kid is something else, cracking me up."

"I gotta say, he’s brave; from the moment he said that, I can bet his bum will be red for half a month."

"Hahaha, this is probably the most sincere and innocent thought these days."

Ning An also held back his laughter, pulled Wang Xiaopang out from behind him and said:

"You little rascal, you probably haven’t had enough stir-fried pork with green pepper, go and apologize to your mom."

The red-dressed mother glared, making Wang Xiaopang reluctantly return to her side.

He then lifted his head stubbornly.

The viewers in the live stream were laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, this kid, better than me!"

"When I was young, if my mom came after me with a stick, I’d definitely panic and rush home through the alley, scared of being eaten alive."

"I see this kid has the aura of He Qiang, he’s a man!"

Looking at the red-dressed mother, Ning An bowed slightly, his gaze lowered, smiling as he said, "May I ask if the practitioner is here to burn incense?"

Upon hearing.

The red-dressed mom looked at Wang Xiaopang and replied grumpily, "Yes, Daoist master, do you think he can burn incense?"

After the red-dressed mom spoke, the viewers in the live stream paused.

"Wow, it really is this little chubby kid wishing for incense?"

"Amazing, this kid’s mom is brave, truly unafraid of him wishing for something outrageous, knowing full well that Changchun Temple isn’t like other places, it’s effective."

"Ahahaha, now I really want to see what wish this kid will make."

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Ning An chuckled and said, "Of course you can, regardless of gender, age, noble or humble, everyone can burn incense and wish at Changchun Temple."

"You, come out!"

Upon receiving a definite answer, the red-dressed mom nodded at Ning An apologetically, then resolutely pulled Wang Xiaopang to the front.

"You heard the Daoist master, didn’t you want to burn incense? Go ahead. What are you afraid of now?"

"You’re the one who threw away your summer homework, not mom," the red-dressed mom said with feigned surprise, "Are you really afraid the immortal will bring your homework back?"

"Hmph! Impossible! The summer homework was accidentally lost, not intentionally thrown away!"

Wang Xiaopang stubbornly stuck out his neck, wearing a look of unwavering determination.

"What are you afraid of then, go burn incense, you’re a little man. Mom’s hoping you’ll protect me in the future, you can’t wimp out now."

The red-dressed mom blinked her big eyes, pouting, leaving Wang Xiaopang indecisive.

Looking at the Prayer Hall ahead, he appeared both resolute and hesitant.

Seeing this, the live stream viewers were envious.

"With just those two moves, it’s not just Xiaopang but my buddy Li Hao was enchanted."

"A mother like that is truly nice, able to bond with her child while truly hitting hard when necessary."

"Hahaha, did you hear what his mom said? This kid really does things big, just threw his summer homework away."

"Exciting! This is good, hahahaha, I can’t wait to see Xiaopang’s expression when the homework returns."

"That’s hard to say, since Xiaopang threw it away himself, it must be hidden well. Regardless, stay tuned."