Mom pulled Lan Ze to go towards the stage. Lan Ze didn't want to go in that direction. It happened that the cold drinks in their hands hadn't been finished yet, so they walked around the venue in a big circle while drinking.

While walking, Lan Ze seized the time, operated the bracelet with one hand and asked his brother: "Have you been on stage? Mom discovered the Taoist priest conference!"

My brother has not replied. There is no read receipt of the message.

An arc formed under the feet of Lan Ze and his mother, and somehow, the trajectory cut into the vicinity of the high platform.

Only clear voices could be heard coming from the speakers. The person on the stage was using a pleasant baritone voice, speaking some words that were difficult for humans to understand.

Lan Ze listened hard for a while and felt that the voice sounded a bit like his brother. He seemed to be retelling the theory of evolution using some strange terminology.

Looking up, I can see the profile of the Taoist priest on the stage. The hairpin exposed on the top of his hat is shining with blue light. Who is this brother? I don’t know why his hairpin is particularly blue today? When Lan Ze bought it, it was black and occasionally reflected blue light.

Is it because I applied too much maintenance oil?

"Hey, how does this Taoist priest look like your brother?" Mom pulled Lanze and whispered.

My mother looked at it for a while and said, "Your brother's hairpin is not like this."

Lan Ze was thinking about some useless things. The question he wanted his brain to think about was: how to take his mother away from here; but what was running in his mind was: could it be the reflection of light and natural light on the hairpin?

Is there a difference in light? There should be warm lights inside the bathhouse, right? When I came out of the bathhouse that day, it seemed that it was getting dark outside and the light was a bit dark. Moreover, everyone should have entered the underground passage immediately, where the lighting environment was also...

Just at this moment, the young Taoist priest on the stage turned slightly sideways.

My mother was saying: "This Taoist priest speaks so well. He is so young."

Then...no more. My brother's face appeared on the Taoist priest's head.

Mother suddenly turned around, glanced at Lanze with a half-smile, and pulled him domineeringly: "Come on, let's find a seat and listen slowly!"

There were quite a lot of seats in front of the stage. However, there were more people present. So, many people gathered in the aisles and periphery of the seating area, standing and listening to my brother Taoist priest's argument about the theory of evolution. I don't know why these people are so idle.

I like to listen to some illusory, irrelevant, inexplicable... topics that have nothing to do with me.

Mom walked through the crowd from the side. As soon as she walked to the front row, three or five people immediately stood up to give up their seats, and then another seven or eight people stood up in a panic. Mom waved to them and casually stood up to the nearest person.

The seats are taken.

I could only hear the Taoist priest's voice on the stage getting stuck, and then it became smoother again.

Lan Ze was too embarrassed to sit down and stood in the adjacent aisle. He watched awkwardly as the Taoist brother delivered an important speech in his career as a Feng Shui master and architect on the stage.

Lan Ze couldn't understand what he was hearing. Finally, when his brother summed it up, he felt like he understood:

"The Great Dao does not have only one expression: human beings. "The Book of Rites" states: When the Great Dao travels, the world is for the common good."

"Book of Rites" is their Taoist book? It seems not, right?

Mom was sitting on a chair, holding half a cup of Pu'er tea in her hand, taking a sip from the straw from time to time. She quietly listened to the forum end.

The Taoist forum was much more lively than Lanze expected.

Although Lan Ze couldn't understand most of the time, it didn't stop him from appreciating the girls who flocked to the forum.

The girls of all nationalities and nationalities who crowded next to him kept whispering:

"This Taoist priest is so handsome, he brings his own immortality when he appears!"

"Not as handsome as the one with the shiny blue hairpin just now! That one is so graceful!"

"Shh, keep your voice down! Dao Lun Yin, listen..."

After a while, a young Taoist nun appeared.

Exclamations in lowered voices came from everywhere: "Ah ~ fairy ~"

There seemed to be many young people at the scene who didn't understand the forum. They mainly came to appreciate plastic arts. In comparison, Lan Ze felt that he was not conspicuous at all.

The Taoist priests and Taoist nuns who appeared on the stage, whether they were young or old, all had one thing in common: they were exquisite and beautiful from head to toe.

The Taoist robes, whether new or old, are all carefully crafted. There are only a few accessories, and everyone is simple and neat. Everything worn on the body, such as crowns, hairpins, sachets, silk ribbons, jade rings, etc., are all exquisite.

Later, my brother came on stage again. He formed a group of three with his fellow Taoist priests and Taoist nuns, and collectively attacked the religious representatives of the three major desert sects. They were the so-called youth group. My brother was thirty-seven years old, and his opponents looked older than

They look older, have a big beard and look like they are fifty.

It seems that all sects that recognize the existence of a supreme being are treated equally as monks by the Taoist Assembly. The supreme being is called Dao, called Supreme, and called Ohgod! The names are different, but the essence is the same. So there are several major desert religious sects.

The pastors and priests have also become Taoist priests in a broad sense.

Their debate still seems to be based on the big topic of whether the Supreme Being is sentient or ruthless. Words that mortals cannot see or understand are whistling and flying in mid-air. Such as: The great road is beyond human imagination; personification is a kind of

The distortion of the Supreme Being...

Although I don’t understand it, it’s very interesting.

The usually honest brother smiled slightly and made the bearded mage doubt his faith. He knelt down on his knees, howled and shouted to the sky:

"Human! How insignificant!"

"Supernatural power! Unimaginable!"

This scene is a bit like subduing a demon.

Most people don't understand the art anyway. Just look at the style, expressions, and applaud enthusiastically to express that the performance is beautiful.

The brother's team worked together tacitly and achieved an overwhelming victory. Just from the sophistication of their costumes and accessories, it was obvious that they were superior.

After all the processes of the Taoist Forum were completed and the forum officially ended, the sun was already gradually setting in the western sky.

The onlookers dispersed one after another. Her mother sat still. Lan Ze took her empty cup and threw it away. When he turned around, he saw his brother coming out from the backstage and coming to his mother to apologize. The brother was no longer wearing a hat on his head.

He is not wearing his robe either, and is wearing a short-sleeved Gebusha robe. It is not much different from his usual attire.

His mother turned her head and ignored him.

My brother pulled her, but she didn't move.

Seeing that everyone was gone, only a few conference security personnel were left. People came to collect the chairs, and the old lady stood up reluctantly.

As the venue was gradually cleared, the large ceiling overhead also slowly closed up. It was quiet everywhere, and golden sunlight fell all over the ground.

"Mom, why don't you watch it and go back first?" Lan Ze tried to ask.

He wanted to escape first.
Chapter completed!