The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 652 First-class magic stick vs silly roe deer spirit 17
"Monsters! Que'er has monsters!"

The old Taoist got up from the bed in a panic.

Xihe pinned him down: "Master, what monster? You are drunk."

The girl was smiling, and her words were firm. The old Taoist stopped his movements and looked around. He saw the unfilial disciple and grandson who met yesterday sitting in front of the bed.
He breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the bed, patted his chest and panted: "The old man was so scared to death, he thought he had encountered a monster!"

Xihe handed him a bowl of water: "Don't worry, even if there are monsters, they won't find you a bad old man. The meat is old and old, and there is nothing to chew on."

The old Taoist: "... If you can't speak, shut up!"

Hurt him when he gets the chance, and don't respect the teacher at all, hum, it's for nothing!
After breakfast, the old Taoist took the flag and went to set up a stall again, and Xihe followed behind with Yuanbao.

Unprecedented, today he was very honest, following behind with his head down, without saying a word, the old Taoist was curious: "Where did you pick it up? Stupid, he didn't even know how to chase you when you left yesterday."

Fair and tender, with a face that doesn't know much about the world, could it be the young master who fell out of someone's family?

The old Taoist was a little panicked, already wondering if he was going to run away... Xihe bought a candied haws and handed it to Yuan Bao: "Oh, a small mountain village, no father and no mother."

Yuan Bao took a lick, his eyes lit up, and he took a big bite.

Xihe rolled his eyes, straightened his crooked hair crown, and the boy tilted his head, grinning at her.

Old Taoist: ...All right, he doesn't care.

There is not a lot of people in the town, and they are all from the nearby villages. People come to tell their fortunes only during New Years and holidays. Usually, there is almost no business. In order to make a living, the old Taoist priest has taken care of reading and writing letters. .

From morning to noon, Jiang will earn three Wen.

Xihe shook his head, so angry that the old Taoist priest wanted to hit someone, Xihe said directly: "Come, let you see my true skills."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes, but was stunned by Xihe's operation.

It's noon, it's not a festival, there are almost no pedestrians on the street, a few scholars in the teahouse opposite are holding their books and shaking their heads, and the waiter is sitting on the threshold, drowsy... Xihe directly said to the waiter, your wife is about to give birth.

The waiter in the shop laughed loudly: "Master Daoist, my daughter-in-law is only September, and she hasn't arrived yet."

Xihe smiled and said nothing, and within a few minutes there was a sound of hurried footsteps on the street, and a short, fat little old lady ran over: "Shuanzi, your wife has given birth, hurry, go home!"

Shopkeeper:! ! !

Old Taoist:! ! !

The waiter ran away in a hurry, and the scholar upstairs put down the book in his hand.

Until he was squeezed out of the stall, squatting on the street corner with Yuan Bao, the old Taoist looked at the stall surrounded by the crowd, and still couldn't believe it, this damn girl actually learned the real thing?

Yuan Bao nodded his head: "Master is very powerful!"

Meeting such a powerful fortune teller, the neighbors in the neighborhood were so excited that they quit their work and ran over to ask Xihe for a fortune telling. They reluctantly left until it was getting late, and told Xihe to remember to come back tomorrow.

Xihe looked at the old Taoist priest: "How is it?"

The old Taoist held his breath: "You have met a good master."

Hmph, anyway, he and the old crook can only cheat and kidnap.

Xihe laughed, and seeing his face darken, he said: "Then do you want to go with us? Wander the world."

(End of this chapter)