Crazy days with beautiful sister

Xiao Mo was filled with emotions, but fortunately he took some hangover medicine when he came out.

It seems that I still made money today, not bad, really good!

This Huang Beibei still feels pretty good to the touch, and proudly blew on her hand.

The spring is infinite.

With all kinds of sighs, Xiaomo started towards the school leisurely.

Enough peach blossom luck, it seems that bad luck is coming.

No, not long after walking, both of Xiao Mo's eyelids twitched.

It doesn't matter which eyelid is twitching, and it doesn't matter whether it is a disaster or a fortune.

Nima, what's the matter with both eyelids jumping together?

"Taoist priests in the rivers and lakes, traveling around the world, solving disasters and eliminating difficulties, no fees are not allowed..."

Hearing this sound, Xiaomo turned around and saw a canvas on the side of the road with a Taoist symbol drawn on it, a middle-aged Taoist priest standing under the hot sun.

Of course, he was standing under the sun shaded by the locust tree leaves.

This person, standing there, no one dared to take half a step forward, and most of the people who passed by him made a detour.

The Tao is very deep?

seemingly…

Nima, standing beside him is a Tibetan Mastiff that looks like a calf, who the hell dares to make a mistake?

Xiao Mo shook his eyes and looked at it twice, feeling that this Taoist priest was a bit impractical.

If you don't want to stay, just leave, but as soon as you lift your foot, the Taoist said, "Little brother, please stop!"

Xiaomo squinted and looked at him, but he didn't notice him.

The Taoist squinted his eyes and said: "Your Yintang is black, there must be a bloody disaster today!"

I rely on!

Sometimes Xiaomo really doesn't believe in divination. Seeing this Taoist priest looking at him, he is a little depressed, "About me?"

The Taoist looked at Xiaomo carefully, and nodded, "You might as well come over and count! I'm only a predestined person!"

People who are destined.

This sentence is very pleasant to hear.

Xiao Mo simply went over to listen to him chatting, "What bloody disaster?"

"The disaster of blood and light is the disaster of seeing some blood." The Taoist kept counting with his fingers.

I'll go, isn't talking the same as farting?

Xiao Mo glanced at the Tibetan mastiff brother next to the Taoist priest, calmed down and calmed down, "You should talk about it."

He saw that there was still half an hour before the start of class, so he decided to stop and listen to the bloody disaster.

"And you, you just came out after eating." The Taoist priest was still calculating, without opening his eyes.

What the hell!

"It's so flexible!" Xiao Mo stretched out his thumb and said approvingly, "As expected of an eminent monk."

"I'm a Taoist priest, so I don't lie, Amitabha." The Taoist priest nodded slightly.

This sentence sounds very wrong.

Specifically where.Xiaomo, who was still a little drunk, couldn't think of it for a while.

"It's okay, let's go home and farm well." Xiaomo interrupted the Taoist priest, "This business is really not suitable for you, sin, sin..."

"Young man, don't be so impetuous, calm down, think about whether you have offended someone?" The Taoist opened his eyes this time.

Offend?

I rub it, it seems that I offended a lot, right?

"Well, since my debut, I have indeed offended a lot of prostitutes and thieves." Xiao Mo said with deep meaning.

The Taoist nodded, "You will be in trouble for a while. There is a crowd of people holding machetes waiting for you at the gate of your school."

"Wait for me?" Xiao Mo wanted to laugh a little.

But when he looked at the school gate, he was a little stunned.

Nima, there are really a group of people.

These people did not pose a threat to Xiao Mo, but he was really unwilling to make a move in the public. If there was a master hidden in the crowd, he would be in trouble.

"Okay, I believe you!" Xiaomo looked at the Taoist priest palely, "Is there any way to crack it?"

"There is a way." The Taoist stopped talking and kept shaking his hands.

The meaning is very clear, this is to take money to spread.

Xiaomo touched his pocket subconsciously, and threw out a 10 yuan big head.

After the Taoist took it, he smiled and said, "Of course there is a secret method!"

"What secret method?" Xiaomo asked, he found it very interesting.

The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and shook it twice. Xiaomo thought for a while, groped for a long time, shouted, and threw out a 5 yuan bill!

The Taoist priest was very moved. After setting up the stall for two days, he finally got fans today. Although the number is not too high, it can be regarded as sincerity.

He stomped his feet and pointed to the Tibetan Mastiff beside him, "You will be safe with him!"

The Taoist twirled the long beard on his mouth, but it tilted slightly.

Xiaomo's alcohol is getting a little bit better now, this frankly high alcohol is so good!

He vaguely felt that this person was very familiar.

That kind of look, that stammering tone, that kind of rough voice that hurts.

No matter how much!

"Okay, I'll take it to conquer those bastards!"

Xiao Mo said.

The Taoist priest covered his mouth with one hand, raised his other hand and shook it a few times.

Once alcohol anesthetizes brain cells and tissues, people's ability to judge and detect things around them also decreases.

Xiaomo really felt that he was very weak now, so he fumbled out a steel coin again, and handed it to the Taoist priest, "If you are destined, you can give me a discount. How about this one dollar just as if I rented your Tibetan mastiff for a while?"

The Taoist thought for a while, then lowered his head and touched the Tibetan mastiff, and made a decision, "Okay."

He turned to the Tibetan mastiff on the ground and said, "Xiao Bei, you just follow and help."

The Tibetan mastiff seemed to be very obedient, and walked over to Xiaomo.

Xiaomo is now in full bloom again.

Two meters behind followed a Tibetan mastiff brother, he has nothing to worry about.

Who is at the school gate on the other side?

I saw a wanderer saying to a man with a fashionable haircut: "Brother Tong, wait here, that kid is not in the class, I heard he came to the street, we are sure to catch a job here. "

This fashionable person is none other than the golden boy that Xiaomo just groomed the day before yesterday.

"This kid sounds very fraudulent. I want to see if there are people who are better than us in this Ziyun District! You will be screwed to death in a while, don't give me face!" Jin Tong said This time I brought quite a few people, about a dozen of them.

They are very cool standing here, why?

Because they erected a long pole across the board, on which hung a poster that seemed to depict a person...

Xiaomo also saw such a poster from a long distance, and although he was dizzy, he was sure that this was the painting of himself!

Fuck, who the hell is this grandson?

"Brother Tong, that kid is here!"

One shouted at the golden boy.

"Okay, don't smear the ink, and go up with me, start early and end early." Jin Tong waved his hands and led others to meet him.

But halfway through, he stopped.

Xiao Mo also stopped at this time, he saw that it was the golden boy and the others, it was a strange encounter, he snorted his nose with his fingers, "Xiao Bei, someone wants to mess with us!"

A Tibetan mastiff like a calf appeared behind it, but it didn't bark, which showed its domineering spirit even more!