Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 677 Qiu Xiaobao (1)

"Child, what are you eating? Why is it so delicious?" Qiu Xiaobao snatched the chopsticks from his hand, took a big mouthful of instant noodles, and quickly stuffed them into his mouth.

"Oh, you are so dirty!"

Snacks jumping straight feet, can you still make people have a good meal?Just now when I asked him if he would eat instant noodles, he pretended to be deaf and dumb, and now he shamelessly came over to snatch the food from his mouth. How did this kind of person survive to this day without being beaten to death?

"Son, if you dare to scold me in your heart, be careful that I will make your stomach hurt when I chant the curse."

"Bah, you are really shameless."

Ding Yanlin didn't dare to try, Pan Yunguan's Miscellaneous Taoist Priest, seeing Ding Yanlin's generous donation to the temple, secretly told him to offend anyone and don't offend Qiu Xiaobao, this man is very powerful.

Like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, Chang Le volunteered to go to the hot water place to help Ding Yanlin make another bowl of noodles after eating in a daze.

A box of four yuan, Ding Yanlin bought ten boxes and put them in a big leather bag.

As a result, the three of them ate up all ten boxes of instant noodles under the envious eyes of everyone.After eating and drinking enough, a full burp can squeeze out an unchewed noodle from the throat.

"Boy, for the sake of your sincerity, how about I give you a free divination?" Qiu Xiaobao picked his teeth and rubbed the mud on his heels with one hand.

"It's not that bad, I don't need you to figure it out." Ding Yanlin gave him an annoyed look.

"Tsk tsk, you go out and inquire about how much money I, Qiu Xiaobao, get for someone's fortune-telling? I hate people, so I don't care if you give them too much money." Unlucky boy, it's really not a good deal to be on the pole. I've never seen such a thing. A little kid with no eyesight.

"Master, why don't you do the math for me?" Chang Le asked excitedly, pointing at her generous face.

"You?" Qiu Xiaobao looked him up and down seriously, "That's it, just eat and die."

"What?" Chang Le was not happy, what do you mean eating and waiting to die?He is a three-good young man with ideals, ambitions and a certain reputation.

"I'm a bit more popular with women, but it's just some fireworks gouache. Too much contamination will block your luck. Why don't you just eat it and wait to die?"

Chang Le was stunned, and excitedly grabbed Qiu Xiaobao's hand that had just clasped his feet, "Master, please show me more, I... When will I have a karma?"

Qiu Xiaobao gave him a sidelong glance, and said dissatisfiedly, "I ask for money by fortune-telling, you think I'm offering it voluntarily? I don't know which unlucky girl can fall in love with you?"

The old man with a strange temper started to talk nonsense before he could say three words, and Chang Le ignored him when he was so angry.Until Shanghai, he was the same as Ding Yanlin, no matter where the old man went, he would keep an eye on him, and he would never let him run away.

In the middle of the night, when the train arrived at the station, Qiu Xiaobao was still sitting firmly in his seat.

"Old man, have roots grown in your butt?" Chang Le is not much better than Qiu Xiaobao in terms of bad words.

He thought the old man would jump up and scold him, but Qiu Xiaobao looked solemnly, looked at the brightly lit station outside and said, "Now is not the time to go down."

"When should I go down? Do you still have to wait for an auspicious time?"

Qiu Xiaobao ignored him, and simply pressed his butt against the wall of the carriage, speaking plausibly, not knowing what to say.

Ding Yanlin had been warned in advance that Qiu Xiaobao had some real skills. He stared at the old man's every move curiously, and when he saw him take out a red paper bag from his pocket, he suddenly regained his energy.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Passengers around got off the bus in a hurry. When passing by, those who were curious looked at the three people who were sitting motionless, and thought to themselves, could it be that they ate too much noodles and couldn’t walk?
(End of this chapter)