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Chapter 168 Du Shiniang (39) who wants to "be human"

(39)

He is an unfavored bastard in his family, so he naturally doesn't have the capital to spend a lot of money to win a smile from a beautiful woman.

Although he has rarely been in and out of Fireworks and Willow Alley, he still knows Du Wei's name and appearance very well.

At that time, there were many people in the circle of those sons and sisters who could be regarded as the capital of showing off with Du Weichunfeng.

Well, including his elder brother, the eldest son of the mansion.

In fact, he took out a piece of gold for fortune-telling, but he only vaguely remembered who this master was.

As a bastard, he is not qualified to know these things.

But who made a mistake, he once had a relationship with the master.

In his opinion, it is very worthwhile to exchange a piece of gold for a master's hexagram.

Not to mention one gold, he would also exchange a hundred gold.

"The master is joking."

Mr. Zhang paused in place, quite at a loss.

"Monks don't lie."

Xu is compared with the young master who uttered evil words just now, Mr. Zhang looks much better, and the old monk's patience has gradually recovered.

"Miss Du is favored by the gods, she is a person with great supernatural powers."

The old monk said without changing his expression.

Shengge lowered his head, the corners of his mouth twitched, the old monk lied without batting an eyelid.

Didn't she say before that she had a relationship with the Buddha and was blessed by the Buddha?

How come he is now a god again...

Doesn't the old monk know that Buddhism and Taoism often fail to follow the same path?

How did such a mentally handicapped old monk become a divine monk? Shengge expressed his suspicions.

Well, she automatically interpreted the old monk's words as Miss Du's cuteness...

"..."

Mr. Zhang still looked as if he had aphasia.

Do you want to count, do you want to count...

A fierce battle between heaven and man began in Mr. Zhang's heart.

If he did a fortune-telling in Du Wei's hands today, within a quarter of an hour, his and Du Wei's names would be linked together and spread all over the streets.

An outdated oiran or a bastard from a family is nothing worthy of attention.

But if the overdue oiran transformed himself into a god-teller to tell the fortune of a concubine of a family, there would be a lot to talk about after dinner.

It's not his hesitation, it's because his identity is too embarrassing in the family.

He was cautious, and he was afraid of offending his father.

It's not hard to imagine what would be waiting for him if these rumors reached his father's ears.

He was just one of many unfavored bastards, and his father would not hesitate to drive him out of the family.

Mr. Zhang glanced at Sheng Ge, then at the master, then gritted his teeth and nodded.

Ask for a divination...

No matter what, it should be regarded as asking for a favor from the master.

For so many years, he has been cautious all the time, for fear of any omissions, but there is still no room for him at home.

Seeing Mr. Zhang nodding, Shengge was surprised.

She saw Mr. Zhang's hesitation and rejection, but she didn't expect Mr. Zhang to agree.

Is it because of the old monk?

Sheng Ge felt that she had come to the truth...

……

Anchor: God stick, your ability to tell fortunes has been disliked.Beep (_)
I am a magic stick: ┗┃┃┃┛

I'm a magician: It's clear that the anchor was rejected, don't say that your fortune-telling skills were taught by an old monk in the future, it's an insult to the master.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: the anchor is just too busy...

Anchor: I'm very light, if you don't believe me, you can smell it, little fairy.

Host: () 嘤嘤嘤~
Obviously she is really capable of being a magic stick, but why is everyone blind.

The baby is not happy.

If you walk too rough, you will lose your waist: Report to the boss, there is a monster here, please get rid of the monster.

Because of Ye Di's long-term inhumanity, his status in the live broadcast room is a bit higher than that of Shengge, the anchor, only missing the status of a legitimate administrator.

How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch...

The narrow-minded Shengge has never been the manager of Songkou from the beginning to the end.

Hmph, one by one, that little bitch who was so sloppy to the extreme didn't know where she went, and she didn't show up for a few years.

Even if you treat her as a stocking, you can't be so irresponsible.

As a bully who was bullied, Sheng Ge expressed his sadness.

Lang Jiujiu: Anchor, to be honest, you are really not suitable for this kind of attitude of looking up at the bright sky at a 45-degree angle and looking sad.

Lang Jiujiu: Anchor, why don't you roll up your sleeves and find a place to perform beating, this may be more suitable for you.

Beicheng Nansheng: Isn't that the favorite posture and angle of young literary women?

Jackal and female cat: Huh, posture?what pose?Is this interesting?Comfortable?

As soon as the jackal brother appeared, the melancholy and artistic style of the live broadcast instantly changed.

There is no need to doubt, while Big Brother Jackal is asking this question, he has already started to make up countless poses in his mind, and he is short of trying it with him alone...

Ugh……

Shengge sighed, she wanted to get out of the mud without being stained with clean water and without demons, and she would definitely not join forces with a group of filthy demon kings.

How could a little fairy with a fairy air be so filthy?

With Sheng Ge's sigh, Mr. Zhang's heart rose high. Could it be that Du Wei's calculation and fate were very difficult?
Otherwise, why would this sigh be so deep and complicated.

Yes, how can a person like him dream of happiness.

Although Mr. Zhang was somewhat skeptical about Shengge's fortune-telling ability, he was willing to give it a try with the guarantee of a master.

"Is the son counting as marriage?"

Shengge asked belatedly.

A hexagram and a piece of gold are so cheap, so naturally she can only ask one question. Could it be that the one or two pieces of gold will let her see her past and present lives.

Hehehe, back then, she was worth a fortune and a fortune.

"Not counting."

"It's a future."

For an unfavored bastard, the most important thing will never be marriage.

"..."

"Uh, it's too late, I've already arranged a marriage for you."

Shengge thought in his heart, such a handsome young man, who doesn't seem to have any bad habits, why doesn't he want to count it as a marriage.

"..."

Mr. Zhang is speechless, what can he say.

Forget it, marriage is marriage, anyway, what he was looking for at the beginning was to hope that this hexagram could impress him in front of the master.

"Mr. Zhang's destined person is just around the corner."

"Mr. Zhang, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the south of the city."

Shengge was chattering.

Touching his smooth chin was very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, when she was a magic stick, she still needed to grow some beards, but it's a pity that she doesn't have this ability now.

"As for the future, my son, the future is nothing more than the bright road you want. Instead of me deciding, it's better for you to come out on your own."

Shengge actually calculated Mr. Zhang's future under the guidance of the magic stick.

Well, the future is boundless, but the end is miserable, but these words don't matter.

Shengge knew that this was a tough and smart person.

(End of this chapter)