White cut black fairy, she is acting good again

Chapter 59
After Jiang Youbai left the school gate, he directly stopped the car on the side of the road.

The clothes she is wearing today must not be suitable for driving, otherwise her fairy spirit will be reduced by half.

Fortunately, there is a lot of traffic near the school, and a taxi stopped within 2 minutes.

After getting on the bus, Jiang You reported the name of the place in vain, "Under the Sanpu Bridge."

After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that the driver didn't respond, I thought I didn't hear clearly, so I repeated it again.

The driver came back from the rearview mirror in astonishment when he heard the sound a little louder, and scratched his bald head in some puzzlement.

Hey!Strange.

He thought he saw a fairy just now.

Said heartily and embarrassedly: "Little girl, I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now."

"It's okay." Jiang Youbai smiled lightly, her eyebrows were picturesque, as if hiding the grand scene in the clouds.

When the bald driver heard this warm and clear voice, it was like a Zhongshan spring flowing through the hot summer, bringing coolness and comfort, and seemed to be able to dispel the irritability and depression caused by the extreme heat.

Before stepping on the accelerator, he couldn't help but look up at the little girl reflected in the front-view mirror.

This was unbelievable, he really felt that the little girl was exuding a fairy air, look at that ethereal, elegant, ethereal posture.

Like something—ah yes, like Avalokiteshvara!

Mingming is very young, why does she look so...extraordinary!

Jiang Youbai didn't know that the bald driver had so much drama in his mind, so he lowered his head and answered Xia Li's news.

"I'll pick you up at the door of the hotel at nine o'clock in the evening."

Xia Li: "Okay, we won't go home until we're drunk, today my sister will show you how big I am."

Jiang Youbai looked at Xia Li's heroic words, and the corners of her lips raised unconsciously. Doesn't she know how bad her drinking capacity is?
Bragging is the best one day.

Casually replied: "Okay, let's see how good you are."

Xia Li, who was sitting in the nanny's car, had red lips lightly, and the smile on her glamorous face was extremely airy.

The taxi finally merged slowly into the traffic flow. The bald driver moved his lips, as if to say something, but he didn't speak after all.

He was like asking the little girl what she was doing under the flyover at noon, but there were all kinds of ghosts and monsters there.

But it was strange to feel that talking to such a fairy-like person was a blasphemy against her, and he was not worthy of talking to a fairy.

Shaking his head, he was shocked to have such a weird thought in his mind.

The scorching sun outside the car window scorched the whole earth, and the cicadas on the trees screamed non-stop, as if they couldn't bear the high temperature.

Jiang Youbai's slender and shiny fingers turned the phone boredly, slowly, not at all impatient with the stop-and-go taxis.

Now it stopped again, looking up at the endless traffic ahead.

The bald driver also thought it was amazing. If he encountered such a situation in the past and got stuck again after driving for a while, he would definitely complain and curse a few words.

Today, I feel inexplicably comfortable and peaceful in my heart. I am in a relaxed state, and I don't even have any thoughts of complaining.

I vaguely know why, it's really amazing, this little girl must be some kind of fairy who descended to the earth to cross the catastrophe!

After thinking about it, he silently looked at the mirror in front of him, and quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to look further.

At this moment, there are only eight words in my mind: fairy appearance, jade bones, nobleness and natural beauty.

He thought it was unbelievable that he could still think of these two words, but he still felt that the words that took his entire life to ink were not enough to describe how amazing and shocking the scene he just saw was.What's more, he didn't come up with those two words himself, but came to mind naturally.

Jiang Youbai's heart is not as refined as her appearance now, she still thinks about riding a motorcycle, otherwise she might be able to see what the baby looks like sooner after they arrive, she is very itchy now.

If the bald-headed driver knew that he felt that even talking to her was a fairy who was blasphemy to her, and now he was obsessed with money and vulgar, he would be disillusioned and suspicious of life.

After an hour and a half.

The taxi finally stopped under the Miura Bridge. After Jiang Youbai got out of the car, he unhurriedly held up the sun umbrella.

Looking around with clear water eyes, there are many vendors under such a hot flyover.

The urban management here generally doesn't care about it, and many small businesses and hawkers come here to sell some gadgets.

They all set up parasols on the stalls, colorful, and the rare fireworks in the market.

There are no people there yet, and the vendors are not yelling, but no one will go back, fearing that their position will be robbed once they go back.

They sell a variety of things, such as mung bean smoothie and sour plum soup. She has tried them before and they taste very authentic.

There are also Chinese herbal medicines, bone products, antique calligraphy and paintings, and martial arts cheats, etc. There are many types.

Many are outlandish.

There have indeed been a lot of good things sold here before, and the value is above seven figures. Although many stalls are casual and unremarkable, the prices of the things sold are not low, and ordinary people can't even afford a fraction.

In short, things are uneven, and the chances of picking a good one are pitifully small, but there are still many people who want to try their luck.

After all, if the gods really favored it, they would post it. Naturally, the reputation here is getting bigger and bigger.

At night, its lively level is not inferior to the bustling commercial street.

Jiang Youbai walked straight to the largest stall in the middle.

There is only a small square table and two chairs in the front and back. Now there are people sitting on it. There are so few things, but the parasols propped up are ridiculously large, as if they are afraid of being exposed to the sun, which is inexplicably particular.

Beside the table stands a conspicuous letter, with a white background and blue lace.

The brush characters written vertically: fortune-telling, marriage, good and bad luck, feng shui, yin and yang, exorcising evil spirits, Qimen Dunjia.Only you can not think, no I can not.

The font is flamboyant and powerful, and it really looks like that.

It's just that the content is too arrogant!

Jiang Youbai did not approach immediately, but declined the warm greeting from the stall owner next to him, and stood not far away with arms folded, planning to wait for the fortune-telling customer to leave before going.

Behind the table is a man wearing a gray robe that looks like a Taoist uniform, wearing old-fashioned sunglasses, and has two professional-looking mustaches under his nose. He is pinching his fingers to calculate something, and he is still chanting.

With a solemn expression, it really looks like a fairy.

After a while, the movement of the man's hands stopped, but he didn't speak immediately, he just let out a long sigh.

It caused a well-dressed middle-aged man sitting opposite to open his mouth slightly, clenched his fists, and looked at him nervously, his throat was a bit stagnant, and he couldn't speak.

Finally, as if resigned to fate, he suppressed his fear and said, "Master, just say what you have, I can hold on."

After hearing this, the person who was called the master changed his seriousness and prudence just now, and instead smiled, nodding his head seriously, feeling relieved, "Fortunately, fortunately! You came half a day late Even the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save you in an hour."

The depressed look on the face of the middle-aged man has not disappeared, and he immediately glowed with joy, his eyes burst into brilliance instantly, "Master...you mean I can still be saved?" There are blue veins popping up on the tense neck.

The fortune-teller nodded slowly, but such a simple action made the middle-aged man feel like he had taken a life-saving pill. After receiving the reply that was extremely expected in his heart, he seemed to be relieved and slumped on the chair.

Disregarding his appearance, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked respectfully, "Master, you tell me what I should do. I will listen to you. After I recover, I will personally present you with two pieces of precious jade."

The fortune teller waved his hands casually as if he didn't care about these external things.

The middle-aged man felt even more admirable and at ease when he saw this action. Look, the master has looked down on this extraterrestrial thing. He is truly a master of the world!

After thinking about it, I must choose the best two pieces of jade to present.

Jiangyou stood aside in a clear and shallow manner, and could hear their conversation, with a black line faintly drawn across the corner of his forehead.

(End of this chapter)