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A few people dropped the guys in their hands and stopped working, packed up their things and took a taxi to eat.Near Dashilan, they found a snack bar, ordered some cold dishes and two bottles of Erguotou and drank them.

It's morning time now, and there are only a few of them in the snack bar, which is in stark contrast to the bustling road.The few people didn't have to worry about their own image, and drank three glasses of wine in a row without their coats and shirts off, and Zhang Hengu's legs were no longer soft.When the accident just happened, he was not particularly afraid. When he saw the boulder, he became more and more afraid, and worshiped several gods in a row, whether it was the Tathagata Buddha, the Taishang Laojun or God's blessing.Of course, what he is most afraid of is that if he really dies, will Zhang Momo at home follow him in pain?

"It seems that Zhang Hengu's scarf is really fucking useful. Although good luck has not been brought, it is really useful to turn bad luck into good fortune." Zhonghui said.

"Originally, the old man said that even ghosts and gods are afraid of red things. Didn't you hear that you have to wear a red belt in the year of birth two years ago?" A worker echoed.

"Not to mention, this might really help. I'll also buy a red scarf and tie it on tomorrow." Tong Tong said.

Tongtong bought a red scarf purely for fun. He didn't believe that a red scarf could save lives.But when he really surrounds it, one day he will find that this thing can save lives, but it can also harm people.

Zhang Hengu said apologetically: "If my wife hadn't given this to me, I would have given it to you immediately. For your life-saving grace, I would have given my life to you, but my wife can't give it to you." Everyone laughed, and the depression just now was swept away.Zhang Hengu picked up the wine glass and said to Tongtong: "I respect you for this glass of wine. You will be my brother in the future. If we work part-time all our lives, we won't say anything. If one day I buy a lottery ticket and win a prize, there must be someone else." Half of you."

"That's not okay, if you have him half, you have to have me half." Zhonghui said.

"Yes, I have to be half of it." Everyone cheered together, and the atmosphere finally became lively.

Big-eyed Feng drank half of the wine, suddenly thought of it, and said: "By the way, I said brothers, when we were having dinner yesterday, didn't the old man say that Zhang Hengu had a bloody disaster? I didn't expect that the old boy would give me a hand. Right."

"Have we met a god?" Big Eyed Feng made his own judgment.

His words reminded Zhang Hengu.When they were eating yesterday, they met a bad old man who kept saying that Zhang Hengu had a bloody disaster.Tongtong didn't believe his words, and put a bowl of rice on the old man's head.Everyone thought that the old man was a liar who was eating and drinking, but they didn't expect him to be right.

According to Shan Tianfang's storytelling, such a person should be an expert in the world, and if he can get the guidance of such a person, he will surely turn danger into good luck.

"That's right, I have to ask that old man for clarification." Zhang Hengu said as he was about to go outside, when he kicked in and out of the door, Tong Tong's words almost threw him over the head.

"That bowl of hot noodles yesterday, the old man probably won't live for three or two days."

Big-eyed Feng took the same look and said, "You boy, it's a crime to kill a god, and you dare to kill a god?"

Tongtong patted his head in embarrassment and said, "How dare I know that he is a god, since he didn't write it on his face. If I knew he was such a god, I wouldn't even have to say New Year's greetings to him. Besides, is he a god?" , just this one thing can’t be counted. You think, if he is a real god, then it doesn’t count that I’m going to give him a bowl of hot noodles?”

"That's true." Big-eyed Feng pretended to be deep in thought, and said, "Anyway, today is a little weird, I think we should go to that place to eat. If the old man is really a god, he should still be there. I am a complete materialist. Or, if he is still there, I will believe in God after his grandma’s death.”

"Then what should we do?" Zhong Hui looked at the wine and dishes in front of him and said.

Tongtong said: "Are you stupid?" Anyway, before the account is settled, he just ran away after slapping his ass.Before he could finish his sentence, he realized that Big Eyed Feng had already left the shop, he hurriedly finished the wine in his glass, and ran out like the wind.Several other people saw that the boss was not in the house, so they also ran away happily.

When they arrived at the place they went to a few days ago, they saw that the stalls outside were deserted and there was no one there.

Zhang Hengu looked at this place with disappointment, it seemed that his hope had come to nothing.If that bad old man hadn't been beaten to death by Tongtong, he must have gone to other places to earn a living.

Thinking about it, how could I suddenly have such an idea after receiving atheism education for so many years.Big Eyed Feng shook his head, don't believe in any gods, everything depends on himself.Thinking of this, I shouted inside: "Four bowls of Shanxi noodles, three bottles of Erguotou!"

The proprietress responded with a high-pitched voice like calling a window, and brought out four bowls of steaming hot noodles in a short time.

Sorry, there are quite a lot of changes in this chapter, so I split it into two chapters and released it.It is said that there are hundreds of words in a chapter, in order to show up a few more times in the number of updates.If you collect more, it is estimated that you don't have to work so hard.

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