"He does look familiar. I'll look for it." As she spoke, the female tourist began to turn on her camera and search for the photos.
The Daoist priest, who was acting as a guide, craned his head over to see if he knew the Daoist they were talking about.
After searching for a few minutes, the female tourist suddenly picked up the camera excitedly and looked at Zhang Zizai's departing back. As if making comparisons, she asked her boyfriend. "Look, look, doesn't that Daoist priest look like the one we took a photo with?"
