The Live Broadcast Counts as a Scratch Card, and 800,000 Is Scratched Out at the Beginning

Zhou Chen traveled through time Became a Taoist priest who could tell fortunes! Netizen A: Fortune telling! Isn't that feudal superstition? Zhou Chen: What? Feudal superstition? Don't talk nonsense, think it through before speaking! Netizen: Taoist priest, when you say this, can you put down the scarecrow in your hand first? Zhou Chen: em... Put down the scarecrow silently! Give you another chance to organize your language! Netizen: Anchor, don't be impulsive, I was wrong! Quickly put down the Thunder Talisman! Netizen B: Boss! Are you still missing a mount? I can! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.