fox repair

It is definitely not an easy task for people who have lived in one place for a long time to leave their hometown and abandon the city where their ancestors lived for generations.Besides, there are quite a few people of the older generation among them who claim that they have also experienced earthquakes. At most, the ground shakes, and if it is serious, two houses fall down.The fortune teller was too alarmist, what he said was like the sky would collapse.

People are skeptical of the fortune teller's words. As for the fortune teller himself, what did he do after he came down from the roof today?Many people were curious, so they kept watching his every move, but they saw him go straight into the house, and in less than an hour, he came out with a flag on his back and a fortune-telling bamboo stick. ... I still went to Tianjie to set up a fortune-telling stall.

Everyone was amazed.Huh?Didn't you mean the earthquake?Then why did this fortune teller come to set up a stall?

Tianjie fortune-telling, two texts for one.

Same price, same taste.

There was a long queue in front of the fortune-telling booth as usual, and a white fox squatted beside the fortune-teller's chair as always.Because many people have already witnessed this person and a fox who spent the night drunk on the roof, so everyone basically believed that this white fox was kept by this fortune teller.But even knowing that the fortune-telling by the white fox holding the copper coin that day was just a scene directed and performed by the fortune-teller, it didn't prevent everyone from coming to him for questions and hidden worries.

"Sir, there are always dead fish in my fish pond. What's the matter? From bait to water, we have been very careful. It is no different from other fish ponds, but we are the only ones who keep dying. If things go on like this, we will lose everything.” A rich man who runs a fishpond sits in front of the fortune teller’s booth with his big belly and sighs, frowning in anxiety.

"Fish always die..." The fortune teller still had that calm tone, which made Mo Chen want to beat him up, let alone the person involved, "Let me see. Well, it's a good thing."

The fish are almost dead, what's the matter?

Seeing that the fish pond owner's stomach was rising and falling, and his face was about to turn pale, the fortune teller added, "All the fish in the fish pond died because they were eaten by the dragon."

Fish Pond Boss: "..."

"This dragon is a holy beast unique to the fairy world. It is your blessing that it will favor your family and eat your fish. Your family will have good luck, so don't worry, let's go. The next one—" Seems like Unable to see the face of others, the fortune teller continued to talk to himself, and hurriedly called out the number for the customers behind to come up.

The beard of the owner of the fish pond was blown up, and he said in a strange way: "Oh, so according to Mr., the fish in our family died well, and there is no solution?"

"When the dragon is full, he will leave naturally."

"When will the dragon be full?"

"The fish are all dead."

Fish Pond Boss: "..."

Mo Chen was holding back his laughter and was going crazy, but the owner of the fish pond who was so angry was cursing in his heart, what a slick liar!He was also in a panic, and actually came to ask for help from this unskilled thing, and even giving him two pennies felt that it was cheap for him.However, his family can be regarded as a well-known wealthy family nearby, and he is the father of a scholar, so it would really hurt his face to dig the money out of the broken bowl of the fortune teller, so he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as this charlatan, so he threw it away angrily. Sleeves are ready to leave.

However, just as he was about to get up, the fortune teller asked again with a smile: "Is there any nephew in your residence who is a tribute?"

The owner of the fish pond was stunned. His family has a youngest son who is talented and intelligent. He has been studying since he was a child. He was selected as a scholar at the age of 14. He was also selected as a tribute student in the Imperial Academy of Beijing because of his excellent grades. A few days ago, he participated in the triennial Qiu Wei, who is now waiting for the announcement, does not know if he will be able to pass the exam.

Seeing that the owner of the fish pond didn't speak, the fortune teller didn't ask himself if he was right, but just said casually: "Young Master has the ability to solve the Yuan."

Jieyuan?This magic stick, no, what does this fortune teller mean?Does it mean that his youngest son can come back with Qiuwei No.1?Impossible, even if the children are his own, the owner of Yutang has confidence in his son Zhongju, and he doesn't dare to expect to be the first in the exam... I wanted to ask more questions, but the fortune teller just waved at him , indicating that he can leave, and hurry up to make room for the people behind.The owner of the fish pond gave the fortune teller a lot of face just now, but he was too embarrassed to say any more at this time, so he had to leave resentfully.

The next customer was a scar-faced man with a ferocious face. He was not very old, but his face was a bit vicissitudes. "I'm not a good person" these words.

This person was not kind, he swaggered and yelled and brought a few little brothers, and he jumped in the queue, and the people behind didn't dare to complain, if it wasn't for the fat man in the fish pond just now who had a talented son, it would have made them a little afraid, They might just drive people away.At this time, he stepped on the bench in front of the fortune-telling booth, swept the table with two round and thick arms, and swept the fortune-teller's stick and the broken bowl containing money on the ground.

It was a mess, a mess.

The fortune teller was still not doing anything, but Mo Chen, who had been lying beside him basking in the sun, stood up abruptly, his eyes staring at that little bastard.

The gangster was still very imposing, looking down at the fortune teller who was still sitting obediently on the chair, and was about to swear, when he suddenly felt two cold lights coming from the corner, which made him shrink his neck in fright, and his arrogance weakened a lot .

"That..." What's the word?Glancing at the white fox out of the corner of his eye, seeing it staring at him like a chicken, the gangster almost didn't know what to say next, and even instinctively had the urge to run away, but in the end he bite the bullet and shouted: "You talk nonsense!" You liar, what can you say is accurate! I asked you how many puppies my dog ​​can give birth to, and you told me that there were nine puppies in total, two of which could not survive, and the remaining three females and four males, but now they only have seven. There are only three puppies alive, two females and one male, which is completely different from what you said. You said that you can’t even count a dog accurately, so why are you here to tell people’s fortunes? Or spit out the money you cheated , where did you come from and where are you going!" As he said that, he was about to kick him up.

Mo Chen rushed to the table, narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the bastard and wanted to give him a good look.Although this magic wand is not very reliable, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Have you seen him here as a majestic demon cultivator? Just let people bully him, how shameful it is to say it?

Seeing the gangster and the white fox staring at each other, Mo Chen suddenly felt his body lighten, and his four claws flew into the air.This has happened more than once or twice, and is it over?So he turned around and was about to bite the hands holding him, but the magic stick covered his face with a flag.

Mo Chen: "..."

Mo Chen began to be unable to restrain the evil spirit in his body, does this person know what is good or bad, and can't tell the difference between inside and outside?Just when he was about to attack, he suddenly heard the magic stick coaxing in his ear: "Don't get angry, don't use the magic tricks in front of mortals, otherwise you will frighten them, and you won't be able to do good things."

cut!Will he worry about whether he will do something good or not!He was not a kind goblin in the first place.

Mo Chen dismissed it, continued to struggle, and had already begun to gather strength, ready to make a big move.

The fortune teller paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "To deal with such a small character, why do you need the help of the Great Immortal? Just deal with the small ones."

Whoops, so good at talking!

Mo Chen was tamed in an instant, and the spiritual power he had gathered was also dissipated, and so was his heart, such a small character would lose his identity if he personally took action to teach him a lesson.Anyway, this magic stick is also an old fritter, so it must not suffer much, so let's spare the bastard's life for the time being.Only then did the fortune teller take him away and put him aside.

The little gangster was a little afraid of the vicious white fox, but when he saw the fortune teller pushed the fox aside, he was about to go to the house to uncover the tiles, but the fortune teller shook his head and sighed, muttering: "It's over!" , it's over, you're over."

No one would feel comfortable hearing someone say that they are going to be finished in such a tone. The gangster stared and asked, "What are you talking about? Speak up!"

The fortune teller still sighed, "Poor thing, you violated the taboo of mortal death in order to smash my business. I know you were entrusted by others, but it's a pity that you have to risk your life for a small amount of money."

"Damn Xipi, don't fool people with your masked face! What taboo is not taboo, what is death, dare to curse me? I smashed your business today! Let you never harm others again!" said the gangster With a wave of his hand, the brothers in the back also stepped forward, and the people queuing up around him immediately dispersed.This group of gangsters are used to doing evil, and it is said that their subordinates have killed people, so no one dares to provoke them.

The fortune teller watched helplessly as they trampled their desks to pieces, ripped off the flags and tore them apart, and even watched the gangster in the lead shake his fist at him, and suddenly said, "Have you ever seen a red-clothed man while sleeping in the past few nights?" The woman is standing in front of your bed?"

The gangster was about to knock off the ugly Qingtong mask on the fortune teller's face, so that everyone could see his ugly face, but suddenly he seemed to be fixed by these words, his fist was hanging in the air, and it didn't fall for a long time , his face also paled little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your home was not clean. Fortunately, there is a loyal dog to protect the master. Dogs are the creatures who know the most about yin and yang. With it, the unclean things will not dare to approach you. But in order to make my prophecy come true, you actually lived there in your arms." When a female dog with nine children gave birth, she intentionally sewed the birth canal of the female dog with needles and thread when two fetuses were still unborn, suffocating her to death. You are so treacherous, you will never be able to get its protection again, and the evil things are close to you without hindrance. Now I see that your yang energy is empty, and your life is shallow, which is obviously a sign that your life is not long... Hey, you can do it yourself .”

The gangster didn't speak, and stood there blankly, as if his legs and feet had taken root.The little brothers behind him didn't know what happened, they thought it was the magic stick's nonsense scaring their elder brother, and they were about to step forward to beat the magic stick to vent their anger, but they saw the gangster suddenly plopped down on his knees , grabbed the fortune teller's sleeve and cried, "Sir, sir, I know I was wrong! Please help me, sir!"