This is a group of reporters!

He didn't invite a reporter, and he didn't think there was anything good for Taoist temples to interview.

So, what else can be the reason why so many journalists emerge at once?

"It's this Taoist temple, let alone it's pretty."

"Built on such a high mountain, do people really come to burn incense?"

"Just seek fame and reputation, there is no clean place now."

The reporters talked and walked over.

The cameramen set up the cameras, adjusted the angle, and compared the reporters with an OK gesture.

The reporter walked up and said politely: "Is it Chen Xuanyang? I am a reporter from xxx. I will interview you specifically for the beating of Li Geun-shuo."

Chen Yang shook his head: "I will not accept the interview, please come back for everyone."

The reporters smiled at each other, and they had long guessed that Chen Yang would refuse.

"Master Chen, we are journalists, and we are pursuing the truth."

"We only have one question. If you answer, we will leave immediately."

Regardless of whether Chen Yang agreed or not, the reporters asked directly about the shells.

"Why did you beat Lee Geun-soo that day?"

"Lee Geun-soo often does charity work, and netizens say he is the most charity-oriented star."

"He is a Han country, but he does charity in China. I think no one will hate such a star. Master Chen's behavior has aroused the dissatisfaction of a large number of netizens."

"Master Chen, please respond to our questions positively."

Facing the aggressive reporter, Chen Yang looked blank: "I said that, I will not accept the interview."

"Master Chen, is the reason why you don't accept the interview because you feel guilty?"

"The incident of your beating has been announced, and everyone knows that you beat Lee Geun-soo."

"Lee Geun-soo is currently in hospital. Although you beat him, Lee Geun-soo has not sued you."

"What I say next may be a bit ugly, but as a journalist with conscience, I still have to say. Master Chen, you really don't deserve to be a Taoist priest."

"Dear viewers, we are here today to interview Taoist Master Chen Xuanyang. But Taoist Master Chen refused to respond positively, so we cannot know why Taoist Master Chen beat Li Genshuo for no reason that day."

"As we all know, although Lee Geun-soo is a Korean star, he often does charity and charity in China. As such a caring star, we should seek justice for him."

At this moment, another wave of people rushed up at the foot of the mountain.

The quantity is considerable.

"Someone is interviewing the Taoist priest."

"It must have been invited by Lee Geun-soo's team."

Yan Qing frowned. She thought she was coming very quickly, but she was still one step slower.

The public opinion on the Internet is now very unfriendly to Chen Yang.

If these unscrupulous reporters report on the mess again, it is like adding fuel to the fire.

"Everyone, please get out of the way." Chen Yang said to the reporters.

The reporters were too immersed in the play and didn't find anyone going up the mountain.

When the villagers approached, they suddenly found themselves surrounded.

"Why are there so many people?"

"Hey, aren't these the villagers at the foot of the mountain? Why are they here?"

The reporters were confused.

The two village chiefs led the reporters away and stood in front of the closing door: "Master, let's burn incense and fulfill our wishes."

Chen Yang smiled on his stiff face: "Come with me."

There are more than 700 villagers, and the small Taoist temple cannot accommodate them at all.

Fortunately, when they first went up the mountain, the village chief told them that they must be orderly and lined up to burn incense.

Don't cause trouble to the Taoist priest.

There were more than 700 people, four or five people in a row, and they were all lined up to the place where they were going down the mountain.

From a distance, although it is not neat, it will definitely not make people feel crowded and confused.

"What should I do? We're still interviewing, what are they?"

"Let's interview the villagers first. Isn't the matter about Lake God in the past two days also very fierce? Let's talk about Lee Gen-shuo later."

The cameraman elegantly adjusted the camera position and took a long queue of villagers in.

Finally, focus on the reporter interviewing villagers.

"Hello, where are you from?"

“Shangbeibao Village.”

"Why are you here?"

"Repay the wish."

"Repay the wish?"

“We came here last week to make a wish.”

The reporter said oh and asked, "Can you ask, what wish do you make?"

"We hope that the gods can help us solve the problem of flooding."

"This...is unlikely?"

"What's impossible?" Hearing the reporter's questioning, all the old men and women came over.

"Didn't the flood happen?"

"That night, both villages dreamed of the lake god."

"It's raining elsewhere, but Lingshan Lake hasn't fallen. What's the point of not showing the lake god?"

"Young man, you are young. I don't believe it's because you haven't met him, but you can't just say that he doesn't exist just because you haven't seen him."

The old men and the aunts were scolded, and the reporter coughed twice and said, "But I heard that the lake god you dreamed of is Song Jingwei, the abbot of Qingfeng Temple."

"Why is Qingfeng Temple again?"

"What is Qingfeng Temple? Why does it join in the fun everywhere?"

"Didn't you say that it has nothing to do with Qingfeng Temple, and it has nothing to do with those temple monks."

"We first made a wish at Lingshan Taoist Temple before the River God appeared."

The reporter said: "But I heard that the abbot of Qingfeng Temple also performed a ritual by the lake that day. How can you be sure that it was the contribution of Lingshan Taoist Temple, not the contribution of Qingfeng Temple? And it is said online that Qingfeng Temple is very effective."

"What's the effect? ​​Is it effective here? How do you think we know? The lake god we dreamed of is the abbot here. It was not what I dreamed of alone, but everyone dreamed of."

"Wang Yawen from our village used to be a mute, and he was also cured by the lake god."

The reporter said unwillingly: "But Qingfeng Temple..."

"Hey, I said, you are young, are you not good at ears or your brain?"

"It has nothing to do with Qingfengguan. Do you understand?"

The guys were a little angry.

Yan Qing stood by and watched without stopping him.

Originally, she planned to interview herself, but now the effect is better than what she interviewed herself.

After all, they are live broadcasting.

There is no chance to even cheat.

What a good publicity.

The reporters dare not ask any more. As long as they mention Qingfeng Temple, the old men and women immediately turned into irritable fathers and rolled up their sleeves and beat people up anytime and anywhere.

So the reporters changed the topic.

"Uncle, let's not talk about the lake god, let's talk about something else."

"Do you know about this Taoist temple's abbot beat a star on the lake two days ago?"

The reporter deliberately guided: "That star is a philanthropist who did a lot of good things but was beaten for no reason."

"fart!"

A angrily scolding sounded behind him.
Chapter completed!