A Piao Captive Guide

"Yintang is black, bad luck!" A middle-aged man squatting on the side of the road said to Fang Xu passing by.

I saw the middle-aged man with a big back comb, black round sunglasses, and an out-of-date yellow coat, with an inscrutable look.

"Sir, are you talking about me?" Fang Xu remembered what had happened in the past few days, and then stopped.

"In this world, if you want to live well, the first thing to look at is your virtue as a human being, the second is to look at fate, and the third is the feng shui of the place where you live. Ordinary people often make mistakes in the third ring, and you also That's it." The middle-aged man didn't answer Fang Xu directly, but said to himself, "It can be said that one virtue, two fate, three Feng Shui, four accumulation of negative skills and five studies."

"Sir, do you mean that the feng shui of my house is not good?" Fang Xu felt that what the fortune teller said was somewhat similar to his own situation, and since he could figure it out, there must be a way to solve it.

"I have a mahogany sword here. Seeing that you are destined, I will give it to you." The fortune teller rolled his shrewd eyes under the sunglasses, and continued, "Avoid this time, do more good deeds, donate more money, can be broken."

Fang Xu took the mahogany sword, thinking of what the fortune teller said to do more good deeds and donate more money, he gratefully took out his wallet from his pocket and gave him all the money in it.

The man was still sitting still, with his head raised and his expression aloof. He didn't seem to be moved by Fang Xu's wallet at all.

When Fang Xu walked away, the man hurriedly stood up and counted Fang Xu's money. He completely lost the appearance of the master just now, and said in his mouth, "Today is not good enough. I wasted a wooden sword. I only cheated a poor boy. I am a poor ghost myself, and I am afraid of ghosts!"

Of course, Fang Xu didn't have the chance to hear these words, and he still believed in the man's words, confidently thinking that this mahogany sword could subdue the naughty A Piao at home, and he should also have good dreams tonight.

He walked home excitedly all the way, completely unaware of the surprised gazes of the people around him. After all, there were still not many people walking on the street with wooden swords in their hands. Fang Xu looked like a neuropathy with a second stroke!

The door lock has been repaired, Fang Xu took out the key and was about to open the door, but the door opened automatically first.

He nodded in satisfaction, and then walked into the house like an old man, thinking that it would be nice to have a well-behaved Ah Piao.

But this thought lasted less than 2 minutes before it completely collapsed in Fang Xu's mind.

Because he just stepped into the door, the next moment the door frame fell off naturally and fell outside the door.

Fang Xu looked back in surprise at the door frame of his house, which was still extremely strong in the morning, and now it fell to the ground as if the wall had peeled off.

Even the mahogany sword in his hand is a bit awkward, the door frame is gone, where is the sword going to hang!

The curtains by the window moved again, Fang Xu was sure that Ah Piao was hiding in that corner, so he rushed over to stab the curtains with a mahogany sword.

It's a pity that the mahogany sword had no effect on A Piao at all, and the curtain moved a little more happily. Fang Xu seemed to see A Piao's mocking face from the twisted curtain!

Could this sword be a fake sword? Fang Xu looked down at the delicate-looking mahogany sword in his hand, and finally had some rational doubts.

But at least it cost 70 yuan, so I have to hang it up at night.

He put the sword on the sofa casually, so he had to pick up his mobile phone and call Master Wang, who was repairing in the next street.

Master Wang on the other end of the phone was also a little surprised. Why did the door be repaired in the morning and the door frame was repaired in the evening? Did this family abuse the door when they had nothing to do?

After briefly explaining the situation of his door frame to Master Wang, Fang Xu hung up the phone and turned back to the house.

result……

The scene in front of him almost made his eyes go dark.

The mahogany sword that I bought for seventy foreign dollars was floating in mid-air at this moment.

The wooden sword seemed to be controlled by someone, and there was a sharp wind sound when dancing.

Fang Xu raised his forehead, now it is absolutely certain that this mahogany sword is a deceptive thing!

But this is too fake, I have never seen a mahogany sword that can be played by Ah Piao like this, the deterrent power that is said is completely a bubble!

The sword was still flying in the air, and there were noisy footsteps outside the door.

"Someone is coming, stop quickly!" Fang Xu turned around and blocked the door, worried that all the weird things at home would frighten the visitor.

"Stop what, young man." The person who came was a middle-aged uncle, dressed in dark blue work clothes, holding an escalator, and looked familiar. Fang Xu was stunned for a moment before he recognized that this was Master Wang from the next street!

Fang Xu propped his hands on both sides of the door, and smiled dryly, "I didn't say anything, master, you must have misheard."

Suddenly there was a sharp wind in Fang Xu's ear, and the mahogany sword was nailed to the wall of the corridor with a lump of black stuff.

Glancing at the things on the wall, and then at Master Wang, Fang Xu smiled awkwardly.

"Master Wang, you... your wig is quite real."

Hearing this, Master Wang reached out his hand and touched the top of his smooth head, then turned to look at his wig nailed to the wall. He was so angry that he didn't even want to take the wig back. He turned around and left while carrying the escalator.

"Hey, Master Wang, don't be angry. I'll just pay you another wig. You can't keep this door tonight." Fang Xu tried to persuade him to stay.

"Huh." Master Wang became even more angry when he heard the word "wig", and even took a lot longer steps.

Fang Xu returned to the living room dejectedly, then set out paper and pens, "I think we need to have a good talk."

Fang Xu knew that A Piao had agreed to his proposal as a cold air approached him.

"Why do you always play pranks?!" Fang Xu first asked the question he wanted to know the most.

The pen stood up in the air, brushing on the paper - "I am very happy"

You are really a mudslide in the world of Apiao, the domineering president Piao is really different from those bad Apiao outside who only want to kill their lives!

Fang Xu sighed, calmed down his anger and spoke again.

"But you should also consider my feelings for pranking, right? How about this, I will add incense to you every first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, so that we can live in harmony, is that okay?" Fang Xu discussed.

The pen paused in mid-air, then continued to write - "very good"

"To be honest, I'm not afraid of you. If you bully me like this again, I'll go to Maoshan and invite an old Taoist priest to come back and treat you!" After the auction was decided, Fang Xu still insisted on trying to save some face.

The pen continued to write, "I am not afraid"

"What a bold tone!" Fang Xu stared at the scribbled but domineering handwriting on the paper with wide eyes.

The pen in midair ignored Fang Xu completely and continued to move.

"Watching the play"—two more words appeared on the paper, and Ah Piao began to put forward his own request.

Fang Xu compromised helplessly, "Okay, the TV will be your head office from now on."

"Same bed" - Ah Piao's request seems to be quite a lot.

Fang Xu recalled the coolness at night, gritted his teeth and could only continue to nod.

Fortunately, A Piao's request was not too much. After getting Fang Xu's approval, the pen still drew a smiling face on the paper. Fang Xu seemed to be able to make up A Piao's successful smile from the smiling face outlined by the three pens.

Wait, aren't you an ancient person? Why do you know how to draw facial expressions? Since you can draw facial expressions, why do you use classical Chinese to communicate with yourself?

Fang Xu reacted and exploded again. Do you know that it takes me 5 minutes to understand what you are talking about when I read a classical Chinese article. It is really deceiving!

After negotiating with A Piao, Fang Xu felt a headache again when he saw the door frame lying on the ground.

Fortunately, the aunt downstairs was very enthusiastic. After hearing about this incident, she helped Fang Xu find the nearby Master Li to repair the door. Within an hour, the broken door frame of his house was repaired.

Fang Xu shook Master Li's hand gratefully, and suddenly felt that Master Li's hair was extraordinarily thick!

Master Li dodged Fang Xu's gaze unnaturally, thinking why this young man kept staring at his face, could it be that his appearance is still so attractive?

After sending off Master Li, Fang Xu closed the door and sat slumped on the sofa, feeling as if he had missed something.

His stomach grumbled to remind him that Fang Xu suddenly saw that the time on the wall clock was close to seven o'clock, and he completely forgot to eat!

The consciousness of hunger came quickly. Fang Xu picked up his coat and prepared to go downstairs to eat something casually. Unexpectedly, a bowl of hot braised pork appeared on the coffee table at this moment like charcoal in the snow. Fang Xu asked suspiciously, "Ah Is it you? Where did this come from?"

The paper and pen prepared for A Piao were placed on the coffee table, and the pen was written on the paper - "not stolen"

Just finished writing the last stroke, the aunt's roar came from downstairs, "Who stole the braised pork that my mother just made!"

Fang Xu looked at the air in the direction of the pen and said, "Piao, I think it is necessary for me to tell you the story of deception."

===Small...drama...field===

Fang Xu: Ah Piao, it is wrong to take other people's things without their consent!

Apiao: I know.

Fang Xu: You know you steal other people's meat!

A Piao: It wasn't my doing.

Fang Xu: Who else could it be if it wasn't you!

Ah Piao::)

Fang Xu: Don't try to change the subject!