fox repair

Mo Chen squatted on the stool, watching with distaste that the waiter brought up the dishes, even smelling them felt that his taste was tarnished.He is a high-level demon cultivator who is used to eating spiritual meat, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual fruits, and has been spoiled by the craftsmanship of men back then. To him, these mortal dishes are no different from feces.However, the god stick sitting opposite seemed to be very satisfied with the dishes, Mo Chen disdainful, thinking that this bumpkin really has never seen anything good.

"I heard that foxes like to eat chicken. I specially ordered roast chicken. Would you like some?" The fortune teller said, holding a chicken leg with chopsticks and bringing it to Mo Chen's mouth.

Mo Chen snorted and turned his head away.

"Huh? Don't you like chicken?" Seeing that the fox didn't appreciate it, the fortune teller had to take back the chicken leg.

When the fortune teller took back the chicken legs, Mo Chen turned his head and stared at him closely.In fact, the reason why Mo Chen came to this unremarkable restaurant in the mortal world today was purely out of curiosity.He just wanted to understand one thing—whether this magic stick would take off his mask when he was eating?What would his face look like if he took off the mask?

There is no opening for the mouth on the mask of the god stick, so you can't wear a mask while eating, right?Mo Chen was muttering in his heart, when he saw the god stick put the chicken legs back into his bowl, he seemed to realize the problem of eating, so he put down the chopsticks, raised his hands, and put them on both sides of the mask.

Mo Chen's eyes widened, he was a little nervous for some reason, the four foxes' paws were straightened up, and they forgot to wag their tails.

Are you really going to take it off?

Then there were two clicks, and the fortune teller actually pressed the mechanism on the mask, and saw a small window suddenly opened in the lower middle of the mask, revealing his mouth.

Mo Chen: "..."

For a moment, Mo Chen really wanted to pounce on the mask and knock it over with his claws.

The fortune teller started to eat, wearing such a mask and stuffing things into his mouth in this way was really unsightly, but fortunately, the man's eating was quite gentle, so it wouldn't make Mo Chen unbearable.

"I've let you down." The fortune teller seemed to guess what the white fox opposite was expecting.

Mo Chen snorted, jumped off the stool, and prepared to stay away from the magic stick first.

"But what are you expecting?" The fortune teller asked again, "Why do you want to take off my mask?"

These words stopped Mo Chen.Yeah, what was he expecting?That person is already dead. Although there is a theory of reincarnation in this world, once the living soul is thrown into the Well of Rebirth, crosses the Naihe Bridge, and drinks Meng Po soup, all the past and the past will be forgotten. After drinking the soup, he has already changed his skin now, why would he give hope because the magic stick's eye is similar to that person's?

"Give me back that hand bead, it's mine." Mo Chen's mood suddenly became depressed again, and he sent a sound transmission to the magic stick again.

But the fortune teller said: "That string of bracelets is an ancestral item of my family. It was buried under the pomegranate tree in the backyard of my house many years ago. It is the treasure of the town house. I dug it out when I was three years old. How can I say it?" is yours?"

"The expert you mentioned, he is my friend, and this bracelet belongs to him. He once gave it to me, why can't he say it is mine?" According to Mo Chen's usual temper, he would definitely not be with him. This kind of nonsense person wastes a lot of time, but today I don't know what happened, it seems that I can't help but compete with this person.

The fortune teller laughed, "You said it all, that friend of yours once gave you the bracelet. Since it was once, it is a thing of the past. It's all gone, so why bother? He later buried it in the There is cause and effect in my backyard, why don't you follow his wish and let nature take its course?"

Easy to say!How could the matter between him and the man be summed up in just four words?Mo Chen was a little annoyed. In fact, he still doesn't understand why a man would give that bracelet to someone who has nothing to do with it.In the final analysis, the bracelet was originally his thing, he found it in the space between his pillows back then, it was his only connection with the past, but it was accidentally lost and picked up by a man.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for this bracelet, Mo Chen and the man might not have walked together at all.He didn't understand why a man could throw away something that was so memorable to them. Could it be that for him, the relationship between them could also be thrown away at will?

The more Mo Chen thought about it, the more sad he became. The next day he had nothing to do, so he could only run to find the magic stick again.It's ridiculous to say that the man feels sad when he gives the bracelet to someone else, but if he doesn't find the bracelet now as a support, let him think about it all the time, I'm afraid he will become a walking dead sooner or later.

Because of yesterday's blockbuster, the business of the god stick is still very prosperous today. Before he can prop up the broken flag, there is a long queue in front of the fortune-telling booth.

Tianjie fortune-telling, two texts for one.

Originally, with yesterday's hot scene, everyone thought that the fortune teller would sit on the ground and raise the price. Who would have thought that after the flag was unfurled, it would still be the original price, and everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

The troubles of ordinary people in Shengdou are nothing more than firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Most of them revolve around the one-acre three-point land.Mo Chen felt that it was a miracle that he was able to watch it patiently.He didn't understand what's the point of living a life like this.It is better to be dead than alive.

Yawning, Mo Chen stood up from the roof above the head of the magic stick, and was about to move around elsewhere when he suddenly heard two sensitive words from below, and couldn't help but move the fox's ears.

Um?Ejaculate?

Is that what he meant?

The monster race is lustful by nature, although Mo Chen has been a vegetarian for more than 20 years since the man left, but it does not prevent him from listening to other people's bed curtain gossip, so he immediately flew down from the beam and jumped to the man's fortune-telling booth .

At this time, sitting in front of the fortune-telling booth was a peasant woman over forty years old. Her family was not considered wealthy, and her face was covered with wrinkles. Compared with the 40-year-old woman from a wealthy family, she seemed to be a generation behind.The peasant woman was already very nervous, and she only sat on half of the chair, and she was trembling and covering up when she spoke. With great difficulty, she was encouraged by the fortune-teller to explain her problem clearly. Suddenly, a white fox jumped out of nowhere, She was so frightened that she almost lost her soul.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." The fortune teller reassured the peasant woman, and turned to give Mo Chen a reproachful look.

Mo Chen didn't care about him, he walked slowly to the peasant woman's feet, sat with his tail crossed on the ground, stared at the peasant woman without blinking, as if to say, just leave me alone.

"Go on, don't worry about it." The master calculation teacher smiled gently at the peasant woman.

The peasant woman looked at the white fox tremblingly, wiped the sweat from her palms on her knees, looked around to make sure no one was listening, and then continued to stutter.Mo Chen listened with his ears up for a long time, and finally heard the cause and effect.

It turned out that the peasant woman's family had a few acres of Susukida, which was relatively well-off compared to ordinary families. In addition to food and clothing, she could spare some money to support her only son's education.Her son can be regarded as promising, he was selected as a scholar at the age of sixteen, he had a bright future, and was about to talk about a good marriage, but he suddenly fell ill during the marriage negotiation.The symptoms of this disease are even more unspeakable, it is unstoppable ejaculation regardless of day or night.Because there is only such a son in the family, the peasant woman and her husband are almost ruined. They have been visited by doctors, and they don’t know how much medicine they have taken, but they still don’t get better.

Now it has only been a few months since the onset of the disease, and the farmer's talented son is on the verge of running out of oil and dying, and he is about to die.The family could no longer spend enough money to see a doctor for their son. When she was in despair, the peasant woman heard that there was a fortune teller in Tianjie Street who was quite magical.

It's not that Mo Chen has no sympathy, it's just that he has lived for many years, but he has never heard of such a disease.It turned out to be alive and dead?It's so ridiculous!

For a goblin like Mo Chen who has lived for hundreds of years, the life and death of ordinary people is really not a concern. Instead, he went to see the magic stick with the mood of watching a good show, hoping to see how he would deal with it.

After the old peasant woman finished talking about her own affairs, she was still worried. After learning about her son's condition, the doctors who had been invited before all showed contempt or strange expressions, and always asked some questions.She thought she would go through this kind of humiliation again, but the fortune teller in front of her didn't say anything after listening to it, she just quietly pinched her fingers and calculated, even the beautiful right eye exposed outside the mask, It's also peaceful.The old peasant woman breathed a sigh of relief, before the fortune teller could see a doctor for her son, she had already admired him three points.

"Madam, I'm afraid your son is not suffering from some kind of disease." The fortune teller finally finished his calculations, and then he got up after talking to the peasant woman, and actually began to pack his things and prepare to close the stall.

"Sir, what are you..." The old peasant woman was puzzled, and even showed disappointment in her eyes, thinking that the fortune teller thought that her son had no cure and was going to leave the store.

"If it's convenient, can you take me to your mansion to check it now?"

The peasant woman was stunned, as if she hadn't expected that the fortune teller would come to Dajia in person? !The peasant woman couldn't help but thank you a series of thanks, and at the same time said a little bit without confidence: "Sir, our family has no cash now, but don't worry! As long as you can save my son, my child's father and I will be sold as slaves." Great reward!"

But the fortune teller just said: "Madam, don't worry, your two cents are enough, there is no need to delay, let's lead the way."

Seeing that the magic stick was about to move, Mo Chen rolled his eyes at his pretending compassionate attitude, but followed him out.