She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 301 The Fate of the Lone Star

If it weren't for his really good-looking face, he forcefully put on this Taoist robe with a bit of immortality, but any old man who changes fortune-telling is a proper cheating old man appearance.

Lin Qingyou was still thinking in her heart that in these years, you have to bring your own props to do fortune-telling, so Cheng Xu dragged Liang Jidong and walked over first, shouting: "Do the math, how do you do the math?"

The fortune teller smiled and stretched out two fingers, and said: "Face, palmistry, love, career, fate, it is 20 yuan a time, no one is cheating, no bargaining."

Yo, it's pretty cheap?

Cheng Xu took a careless photo of Grandpa Mao on the table, and simply squatted down in front of his booth, and said, "Then you give us four and count, and you don't need to change the money."

The fortune teller nodded with a smile, and made a "please" gesture after collecting the money.

Cheng Xu turned his head, waved to Lin Qingyou, and said, "Come on, sister Qingyou, let me show you the palmistry first."

Lin Qingyou couldn't resist his enthusiasm, so she took half a step forward, squatted down, and stretched out her hand.

The fortune teller pinched his fingers, then looked at her palmistry, and finally touched the glued fake beard and pretended to say: "Little girl, your fate is not very good."

Lin Qingyou, as a patriotic young man in the new century who grew up healthily under the scientific concept of development, first questioned his working ability: "Why do you need to pinch your own fingers to count when you look at my palmistry?"

fortune teller:"……"

Probably, he needs a sense of ritual, right?
The fortune teller coughed, deliberately avoided the question, and said his comment with half-closed eyes: "It's hard to find old love again, time has passed and circumstances have changed, flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again."

"?" Lin Qingyou didn't understand, and turned to look at Cheng Xu.

Cheng Xu also looked confused, apparently not knowing what he was talking about.

"Sir, can you explain in more detail?" Lin Qingyou asked.

At least, say something human.

The fortune teller stroked his beard and shook his head, with a mysterious expression on his face: "The Buddha said, don't say anything, if you say more, you will be wrong."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Well, she barely understood that the secrets of the sky should not be revealed.

"Then show it to my brother." Cheng Xu scratched his head, thinking that what the fortune teller said was quite profound, at least he didn't understand at all.

"I don't count." Jing Xing didn't believe in these supernatural things at all, so he copied them in his pocket and didn't bother to take them out, looking quite uncooperative.

Seeing that he didn't reach out his hand, Cheng Xu turned his head away and said to the fortune teller, "Then show my brother his face."

"Okay." The fortune teller was probably afraid that the money he got would fly away again, so he nodded very readily.

This time, he didn't pretend to pinch his fingers anymore, but stared at Jing Xing carefully for a while, his eyes became more and more focused.

Just when Lin Qingyou thought that he had taken a fancy to Jing Xing, he finally stroked his beard and spoke again: "The lonely star is born, his life flows like water, and half his life is fluffy."

"The Lone Star's Destiny?" Lin Qingyou frowned slightly, feeling that this was not a good thing to say.

"Yes." The fortune teller nodded, pointed at Jing Xing's right eye, and said, "The mole under his eyes is a tear mole. People with this kind of mole usually have rough relationships. .”

Lin Qingyou looked up at Jing Xing, Jing Xing had no expression on his face, he kept his hand in his pocket, and stood beside her listening.

The fortune teller was still muttering: "From the looks of it, you should have been born into a wealthy family, with the fate of great wealth and great wealth, but it's a pity that the family relationship is weak, and it should be because your parents don't agree with each other..."

When he said this, Jing Xing's dark eyelashes pressed down, hiding the emotion in his eyes tightly.

Fortune teller: "The fate of the Lone Star is destined to be alone in the future..."

"Stop, stop, what nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Xu and Liang Jidong obviously sensed that something was wrong, and quickly interrupted his chattering.

For the New Year's Eve, Jing Xing went out happily, if these few words disturbed his mood, then the two of them would be guilty of a serious crime.

"Let's go, there will be a fireworks feast in the square for a while, if you don't go, you won't be able to squeeze in." Cheng Xu said, and wanted to call Jing Xingxing, "Let's go, brother Xing."

Just as Jing Xing was about to turn around and leave, Lin Qingyou pursed his lips, and suddenly grabbed his wrist, he stopped, turned his head, and let out a soft "Huh?" from his nose.

Lin Qingyou didn't look at him, and directly took out two red Grandpa Mao, slapped them on the table very domineeringly, then raised her chin towards the fortune teller, and said, "Speak nicely, the money will belong to you !"

Jing Xing: "..."

Cheng Xu: "..."

Liang Jidong: "..."

"Hey, okay." The fortune-teller took the money, and changed his words in a sloppy manner, "This tear mole, the destined love, the appointment is for three lives, what does this mean, the love in the previous life has continued to this life."

Cheng Xu was shocked by his Qingyou sister's sudden show of his hand, and this kind of operation?

"... Sister Qingyou, does this count as a change of fate?" Cheng Xu said.

"This fully proves from the side that money can do anything." Liang Jidong was amazed.

After getting the answer she wanted to hear, Lin Qingyou nodded in satisfaction.

After leaving the small fortune-telling booth, Cheng Xu checked the time. There was still half an hour until twelve o'clock, and a group of people started walking towards the central square.

The more people walked inside, the more crowded Lin Qingyou could hardly breathe. Finally, she simply gave up her plan to squeeze to the front, picked a place with fewer people, and stopped.

Unwilling to give up, Cheng Xu dragged Liang Jidong and continued to squeeze in, saving himself from being a glowing light bulb here.

In such a short period of time, the number of people in the square increased by more than half. It seemed that everyone in Jiading District was trying their best to squeeze this way.

Jing Xing glanced at the time displayed on the phone, it was two or three minutes before twelve o'clock, Lin Qingyou looked around, found a small flower bed at a high point, and stepped on it with Jing Xing.

The small flower bed is not high, thirty to forty centimeters in height, but it is enough to make her stand out from the crowd, and her field of vision suddenly widens, and everywhere her eyes look is full of dark heads.

She raised her head slightly, thousands of Kongming lanterns were floating above her head, dotted the night sky, the huge electronic screen in the central square reflected the lively lights of the city, and countless people were cheering and counting down, preparing to welcome the new year. coming of the year.

There was still light snow falling in the night sky, and the snowflakes fell on her face and it was icy cold. Lin Qingyou turned her head to look at Jing Xing. Jing Xing's eyes were cold, his expression was very calm, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed with an indifference that was incompatible with the hustle and bustle.

(End of this chapter)