There’s an Evil Spirit Here

"Have you ever set up a booth at the People's Hospital of Yunshi City and sold fake cheats!"

Founder narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"how do you know?"

Facing Founder, the fortune-teller opened his mouth and suddenly changed his face.

The Founder who just got two ray of soul energy, just like the ice cream in midsummer, was so refreshed that he was in a cool mood. At this time, he was in a good mood. After hearing the words of the old **** stick, he smiled brighter.

"It really is your old **** stick."

"Selling fake cheats at the People's Hospital of Yunshi City during the day, and at the University City at night to set up stalls and kidnap."

Although it was a quick glance last time.

However, because of its particularity, the industry of magic sticks is easier to recognize among ordinary people.

After hearing that, the fortune teller was suddenly unhappy: "Everyone eats on their own ability, how can they be called abducted."

Everyone named the surname and reported his old man. The old **** stick knew he could not hide it.

Simply no longer continue to disguise.

Hearing the old **** stick, Founder was happy.

He did not continue to uncover, but said with a smile: "Remember, at the door of the People's Hospital of Yunshi a month ago, you accidentally hit a person because you evaded the city management."

The face of the old **** stick changed.

Looking alertly at Founder: "That person is you!"

"Do n’t I have already lost you three cheats? The three cheats only cost ten yuan per copy. I was beaten up by the city management that day, and I lost 30 cents a day but did n’t make any money. , What else do you want. "

"The big deal today is ten yuan, and I don't want to be too clever. I'm out of luck."

The old **** stick looked sullen.

Ha ha.

Purchase price? I think the retail price is about the same.

Founder suddenly looked sullen.

The old **** stick in front of him shuddered, and he was afraid that the air would suddenly be quiet.

Founder took out a hundred-dollar banknote: "The last three cheats were bought by me, and they won't take advantage of you."

"You don't have to find the remaining fractions, can you wrap the clock here? I wrap the clock until the end of the night market at ten o'clock in the evening."

The face of the old **** stick changed a lot.

What's more, it's not called taking advantage, it's all time.

The taste of young people is really serious.

"I'm sorry, I don't sell my body, I only make money by my own skills." The old **** stick was awe-inspiring and refused.

Fang Zheng immediately turned black: "Just chat with me."

"It's easy to say, easy to talk about." The old **** stick immediately saw the money open, and took the hundred-year-old man's head in Fangzheng's hand, fearing that Fangzheng would regret it.

It seems that it has not been opened for a long time. After seeing such a large amount of money, the old **** stick slobbered on his fingers, rubbed it repeatedly on the hundred-dollar banknotes, distinguished the authenticity, and repeatedly confirmed.

It seems that Founder has some nausea.

Normal Soul +1.

In the old school of humanities, another ray of soul flew out, swallowed by the human skin scriptures.

Founder, who was originally frowning, immediately smiled, and felt comfortable.

Sure enough, it is an oil and gas field.

This output value is wealthy.

Far from being the two ridges of the people's hospital of the city and the owner of the pharmacy of the Four Seasons Pharmacy, they are comparable.

It often takes a week or half a month to hold a breath of soul.

The production capacity is too low.

It looks like now, in a short period of time, three plumes of soul have been credited.

At the same time, Fang Zheng asked a question to Lao Shen Bang: "Oh, Lao Shen Bang, when you showed me palmistry, how did you affirm that I am single now? Do I really have the words" I'm single "written on my face ? "

The old **** sticks his lips: "The old name is Chen, the young people respect the elders and love young virtues, eight honors and eight shames. One bit of an old **** stick is a blasphemy against old ways. Please call me Master Chen or Chen Daochang."

Founder nodded: "Okay, Chen Shengu."

"..." Old God Stick.

"As a social person at such a big night, entering the university city alone is nothing more than two purposes. One person comes out to eat supper or the lonely dog ​​is lonely. I want to soak up the paper of the college girl, and I don't even have to read palms, guess one.

Hearted.

I'm holding back the country as a single dog.

Founder couldn't think of the truth as simple as that.

As for what was alone, Founder didn't take it seriously. Just looking at the face of the market, the old **** stick with money, knew how unreliable.

...

At ten thirty in the evening.

The old **** stick that was about to be collected at ten o'clock had been pulled by Founder's mill, and it was not until ten: thirty before it was collected. But Founder never had a new soul.

It seems to be active from the beginning.

Founder frowned.

"The Special Operations Department killed two ghosts in one day?" Founder felt it shouldn't be.

When he was in the nether shop, he saw Captain Fei with a tired face more than once, and other people in the Special Operations Department also had the same face with a tired face. It shouldn't be the only way to earn such a soulful income.

"Could it be that you have been out or patrolling overnight, and only injured members or special reasons will return to the base?"

"This is the only way to explain the situation at hand."

Watching the old **** stick collect the back of the stall, Founder pondered for a while, and then entered a barbecue stall on the side.

He pretended to be a diner who came out for supper.

It's just that after 11:30, the old literati academy still has no movement, and Founder is a little depressed. Seeing the closing time of the barbecue stall is about to reach www.ltnovel.com In a minute, the barbecue stall had another business, a spectacled male college student holding a selfie stick.

Seems to be the anchor.

And at this late hour, I haven't returned to school yet. At first glance, I found out that there are students with extra money who rent out of school.

"The boss comes to thirty skewers of lamb and pack them away." The glasses male college student said while holding a mobile phone and sending WeChat voice.

The anchor will never have more than one mobile phone.

But the live broadcast has not started yet, so there is still some private time.

"Lao Feng, where are you now? I'm already here in the university town."

"Say good tonight to accompany me to live broadcast the Lanting Hotel Adventure, shouldn't you be a grandson, should I counsel you first?"

"Speed ​​comes, don't talk bad, don't forget that you promised me yesterday, and live with me tonight, you have already received my pirate ship graphics card."

With Founder's ear power, he clearly heard another person's reply voice: "What to urge, wait for me to finish this chicken and arrive at the meeting place within five minutes."

I chatted a few times again and again, not long after, thirty mutton skewers had been grilled. After paying the bill on WeChat, the male spectacled college student, he took the kebab and left the barbecue stall.

Lanting Hotel Adventure?

Founder looked thoughtfully, and then picked up his phone to search for relevant information.

The result was really searched for some information.

The Lanting Hotel was originally known as Moonlight Hostel. Ten years ago, there was a corpse-breaking case in a secret room. Although the murderer was later caught, the corpse-breaking case was too tragic and has since been spread to the world as a famous murderous house.

Even if the hotel changed its ownership many times later, and even changed its name several times, it seems that it still failed to change the fate of its recession. Now that the business is bleak, coupled with the secluded location, there are signs of bleak closure.

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