When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

It's already August, and the beginning of autumn is still a few days away. The weather in S City is still hot and dry. It's already four or five o'clock in the afternoon, but the sun is very poisonous.

"Master, what do you think of my peach blossom? When can I find a partner?"

"Master, I, I, I, may I ask when my best friend will be able to earn a lot of money and reach the pinnacle of life to support me?"

"Master, I just want to ask if we can take a photo together?"

In front of a stall under the overpass, three girls squatted there, chattering.

On the opposite side was a boy in his early twenties, sitting on a ponytail, and the ground in front of him was covered with a dusty cloth with eight diagrams drawn on it.

Standing next to it was a small blackboard with the words "Two hundred at a time, ten times a day" written in cursive handwriting.

The receipt codes of WeChat and Alipay are posted below.

Judging from this posture, he is clearly a fortune teller, but the price charged is not known to be several times higher than others.

Just like the side.

The skinny little old man who was setting up a stall next to him looked over there, his eyes were sour.

Take a closer look, good guy, it turns out that this is also a fortune teller.

Even the ostentation is not in vain, as soon as he wears the small sunglasses, he swings the gossip chart holder, and there is even a physiognomy chart next to it.

It looks much more "professional" than over there.

It's a pity that the front of the stall is empty and no one cares about it.

He hung his head and sighed.

He looked at the big twenty written by himself, and then at the two hundred of the other party.

My heart is even more blocked.

I couldn't help muttering, "The little girl now, I don't know what to do..."

A boy next to him was squatting there smoking a cigarette, and he laughed when he heard his words.

"He looks good-looking."

She was so good-looking that her girlfriend was fascinated.

The little old man was full of reconciliation: "Why is he good-looking, and he is not my man, so why is he so willing to be deceived."

The boy didn't speak, and took another puff of cigarette melancholy.

Who said no, he can only get one hundred and fifty pocket money from his girlfriend every week.

Fu Yu looked up at the girls, with a faint smile on his face.

"Refused to take a photo, refused to bargain, both money and goods, no refunds, what do the ladies want?"

"If it doesn't work, can I not charge money?" one of the girls asked.

"Impossible young lady." Fu Yu tapped the QR code on the small blackboard: "Wow, this thing can only go in and out."

"Hey, why don't you play your cards according to the routine."

"Because it's impossible for me to calculate incorrectly."

He has a serious expression, and that handsome face can't tell lies.

The person in the middle didn't say anything, just took out his mobile phone and transferred 200 yuan.

"Master, this is my boyfriend's pocket money for the next week, you must tell me well."

Fu Yu glanced to the side, just in time to meet the boy's eyes.

The boy glared at him and took a deep breath on his cigarette.

Fu Yu burst out laughing when he saw it, and bared his small white teeth at the other party by the way.

After 15 minutes, when the boy finished smoking another cigarette, he yelled impatiently.

The three girls reluctantly left.

They could still vaguely hear their conversation.

"How many cigarettes have you smoked today? Have you finished smoking today's portion?"

The boy was unconvinced, "You have used all my pocket money to raise a bad boy, and you have the nerve to say so."

The girl retorted: "What nonsense, that's the master..."

Fu Yu touched his face, feeling complacent, picked up his phone and sent a few messages to the university dormitory group.

Good-looking is really good, other people's boyfriends have to sit in the back row.

He leaned back, shook his legs with his eyes closed, and hummed a strange tune.

It looks very comfortable.

"Young man, you are not authentic."

A resentful voice came.

Pay on the side.

The little old man next to him was looking at him, and he didn't know whether it was jealousy or hatred.

"You said that you are so young and so handsome, what's wrong with you, you just want to bluff and deceive, you are so cruel and careful to get into the trap."

Fu Yu shook his head when he heard the words, and his voice became lazy: "Master, the layout is too small, isn't it? If you charge [-], you earn saliva money, and if I charge [-], you earn life money. If you are fake, I am real, and the price is natural." different."

The little old man sneered and sneered at what he said, but he didn't want to speak anymore, it was so ugly.

If you succeed in embarrassing others, you will be in a good mood.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a cloud of pink floating in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

He immediately sat up straight, looked at the other person's back for two seconds and then frowned.

Call out to that person.

"Miss--"

The woman didn't look back.

Fu Yu shouted again.

Bai Xiao was curious, and looked back, only to find that there was a boy looking at him at a stall not far away.

She pointed her finger at her face, showing doubts.

Fu Yuying said: "Yes, miss, are you fortune-telling? Today's last divination."

Bai Xiao smiled, seeing that the other party was just a boy who looked like a college student, he thought of his younger brother who was about the same age at home, and refused with a good attitude.

"No, I haven't encountered any difficulties."

Fu Yu shook his head in disapproval: "Miss doesn't know, it doesn't mean she hasn't met, let me know? You are not deceiving."

Bai Xiao still didn't intend to come to a hexagram, but his footsteps still moved there.

She turned her eyes around Fu Yu, and then glanced at the little old man's booth next to him.

The little old man trembled all over, coughed dryly and said slowly: "Looking at the yin and yang, knowing all things, sincerity is the soul."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel uncomfortable, so he added another sentence: "Twenty in one hexagram."

Bai Xiao's eyes fell on Fu Yu again, and the meaning was obvious.

Fu Yu saw that the little old man was robbing him for business, and gave him a half-smile.

"It's cheap for him to be ineffective."

"Hey, you little bastard, what are you talking about!" Seeing that he was still in a good mood, the little old man almost took off his shoes on the spot and slapped him.

Everyone is a magic stick, what are you pretending to be.

Bai Xiao laughed a couple of times, not knowing what was wrong, raised his hand and took out two red tickets from his bag and handed them to him.

"It's also very hot today. Since it's the last hexagram, you should go back quickly. I don't have anything to worry about."

200 yuan is not a big amount to her. Some people in the family believe this, and she has always maintained an attitude of disbelief and awe.

It was fate that everyone met, not to mention that the other party was quite a match for her, so she gave the two hundred willingly.

Seeing a pink breath reaching towards him, Fu Yu leaned back a bit, but didn't pick it up.

Still said: "I'll make a fortune for Miss."

Bai Xiao was helpless, and put the money on the gossip map on the ground, "Then master, just look at it and tell me, I have nothing to ask."

She thought she hadn't encountered anything that needed to be solved by fortune-telling.

My family members are in good health, my job is stable, and my boyfriend who has been dating for seven years is about to get married.

Of course Fu Yu saw her doubts and smiled, and that already outstanding face instantly became more beautiful.

Then he took out a note pad from the side bag, wrote a line on it, folded it and handed it to her.

"You can go and have a look. After passing this hurdle, the future will be smooth. Although you won't be rich and rich, at least it will be smooth sailing."

Bai Xiao looked at the piece of paper handed over by the other party, but his gaze was attracted by the jewelry on his wrist.

The red rope was worn with five copper coins, which made the little red mole on his wrist more vivid.

The color of the copper coin does not look very eye-catching, but there is a relatively smooth film on it, which is the five emperors' coin.

People who like Feng Shui should always have a bunch of them at home, just like her family has such a bunch.

It's just that she looked at it as if it was different from the ones at home. It wasn't Xiao Wudi money, so if it was genuine, it would be really expensive.

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that the other party didn't seem to be some male college student who came out to cheat because of lack of money.

"Miss, although my hands are beautiful, you can't stare at them so intently."

A laughing voice sounded, and Bai Xiao came back to his senses, and he smiled apologetically at Fu Yu.

She took the note and opened it to take a look. There was a date and address written on it.

"This is the hexagram you gave me? What does it mean?"

Fu Yu raised his index finger to his lips: "The heavenly secret must not be revealed."

Bai Xiao: "..."

I took out two tickets.

I didn't intend to write a letter at first, and I didn't get entangled when I saw it, so I stuffed the note into my bag casually.

"So master, can I go now?"

Fu Yu nodded: "Please go ahead."

"But try not to go out tonight."

"Oh?" Bai Xiao turned back: "You figured it out? What can you say? It's better not to reveal the secret."

Fu Yu shook his head, picked up his phone and shook it, with a serious face: "No, the calendar shows that tomorrow is the Ghost Festival."

As soon as those three words were uttered, Bai Xiao immediately felt the temperature of his whole body drop a few degrees.

He didn't speak any more, and turned to leave.

Fu Yu picked up the money on the Bagua diagram, pinched one corner, and flicked the paper with the other hand.

Bounce off the pink aura stained on it, making a pleasant sound.

Seeing that this person made another two hundred in just a few minutes, the little old man became even more upset.

He took off his little black sunglasses.

"The world is going down, the world is going down, and our industry is actually relying on selling beauty to make a living."

Fu Yu snorted softly: "You are fake, we are not in the same industry."

"You're cheering me up, aren't you!"

……

It is said to be the last hexagram, but it is not.

When he actually saw off the tenth guest, he picked up his phone and looked at it again. It was already seven o'clock.

The little old man next to him is also ready to close the stall.

Fu Yu casually made a phone call, and before long, a black car stopped in front of him.

Folding the dusty cloth in front of him, he picked up the ponytail and got into the car.

Surprised, the little old man lowered his head and continued to pack his things.

Muttering alone: ​​"Looking good is making money."

After getting in the car, throw the things in your hands aside.

Fu Yu kicked off the slippers on his feet and curled up on the back seat without any image.

"Master, did you encounter any difficulties today?"

The co-pilot was a tender-faced teenager, only about fifteen or sixteen.

At this moment, seeing Fu Yu's movements, the corners of his mouth twitched.

His master is indeed worthy of being a Feng Shui master, so eclectic.

Fu Yu yawned.

"I didn't meet the difficult one, but I met a girl with peach blossoms on her body."

"Peach Blossom Evil?" Jiang Shui was surprised.

He has never seen this kind of thing, but as an apprentice of a generation of Feng Shui masters, he has theoretical knowledge.

He quickly went through a series of related "Peach Blossom Evil" in his mind.

His voice turned to pity: "That's really pitiful."

Fu Yu didn't say much, the car drove steadily, and he fell asleep after a while.

After a while, there seemed to be something in the river suddenly.

"By the way, master, I have a commission today, and the other party was vague. I don't know whether to accept it or not, so I want to wait for you to come back to make up your mind."

"Which one?"

"The real estate Chen family."

"Push it."

Fu Yu flatly refused.

Jiang Shui was surprised: "Master knows about their family?"

Fu Yu moved his body and found a comfortable position: "It's just what I did, I can't die for a while, don't worry about them."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Shui stopped talking. How many of those rich people are clean, it must be very unbearable for his master to despise him like this.

Then he changed the subject, with a smile on his face: "Where does Master want to go for dinner today, Fuxing Tower or Twin Pavilion? I have made an appointment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slipper flew towards him and hit him directly on the forehead.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. I think you have eaten all the things I taught you. What day is tomorrow?"

The driver didn't look sideways, and the expression on his face didn't change, as if he had automatically blocked his senses.

Jiang Shui picked up the slipper that looked like it was on sale, and handed it back respectfully.

He picked up his phone and took a look, then raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Master, I was wrong, so which takeaway does Master want to eat today?"

"Fu Xinglou, boiled pork slices, braised pork, and a steamed fish. I'll sleep for a while and call me when I get home."

Jiang Shui responded and didn't bother him anymore.