There’s an Evil Spirit Here

"The old luck is good, the young luck is strong, the middle-aged are hard-working, and the middle-aged and elderly are not busy. The old people must be blessed ..."

When I came to the alley next to the old man's home in the University City of Fang City, Fang Zheng saw an old man suspected of being a night-runner who was sitting in front of the fortune-telling booth of the old **** stick.

Yes, another believer who was brainwashed by the old **** stick.

There are more than college students in the university city, and there are residential buildings near the university city. Residents often walk into the university city known as the "ticket-free scenic area".

Just like, where there are free eggs, salted duck eggs, there will always be the figure of uncles and aunts who can line up for two or three hours.

"Chen Daxian, are you saying that I still have the possibility of a red sunset? The reason why I joined the elderly walking group is because an old lady I like also joined the elderly walking group. I was widowed two years ago. Want to continue the string, Chen Daxian, you said that my sunset is red, is it possible that I have always liked the person? "After listening to the old **** stick's calculation, the old man said quickly.

"A flower is worn on the head, and it does not bloom all year round. When the heart is about to bloom, the person who picked the flower has not arrived." The old **** stick shook his head.

"The good things are too much, and the emotional matters should not be the most impetuous. I slept in the bitter gourd field and slept in the melon field. The bitterness first came after the sweetness. The cold buns could not catch the hot buns."

After he finished speaking, he saw that the old **** stick raised an index finger towards Qingming.

The old man nodded thoughtfully: "I get it, Chen Daxian means that everything conforms to the will of the heavens. Let me not be too anxious to eat hot tofu?"

The old **** stick shook his head: "It costs ten yuan to watch for ten minutes, Tongsuo has no bullying, you have been ten minutes full. If you want to continue to solve the hexagram, pay another ten yuan."

The hungry old man who is red in the sunset: "..."

Founder who just walked to the alley: "..."

When I saw the old magic stick at the beginning, Fang Zheng thought he was wrong. At this moment, Fang Zheng was finally convinced that the person in front of him was the old magic stick.

That is to say, the old **** stick can only be so unreliable, so grandiose, and even ten dollars of ant leg meat must be searched.

Ten minutes later, when the hungry old man who was hungry and setting sun left, Founder sat directly in front of the fortune-telling stall of the old **** stick.

"Master, have you ever heard a joke, fortune-telling said to play a bachelor for a lifetime." Founder sat down.

Originally Zhengxizizi turned back and forth with two ten-dollar bills, distinguished the old and fake old sticks, and when he heard the sound wrong, he looked up and saw Fang Zhengzheng sitting on the bench in front of the stall and looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, little brother, you have returned to the city ... Could it be that I'm looking for a good old man to wrap the clock today?" The old **** stick was shining with both eyes, looking at the front of the eyes with green light.

Fang Zheng, eh, how can I always feel that there is something wrong with the style of painting.

Afterwards, he asked if the old **** stick had entered the game. He still saw the Dai Yin bracelet taken away. Why did he come out so quickly?

And they are still doing business as usual.

The old **** stick proudly said: "Old man I have someone above."

Founder Ha ha looked at the old **** stick and waved his palm impatiently, saying, "Speak human."

The old **** stick coughed: "Now it is a society ruled by law, there is not enough evidence, and the detention center will let people out after 24 hours of refusal."

"Teacher, I am not afraid of the oblique shadow, of course I am not afraid of being investigated."

Founder carefully calculated that it had been more than 24 hours since the old **** stick was taken away.

"Don't you have a heir to the old **** stick, just released, just desperately, and immediately come out to set up a stall." Founder asked out his curiosity.

Lao Shen stick: "Lao Dao I wander all my life, I have long been accustomed to the days of traveling around the world, it is impossible to be a family, even if I am starving to the streets, this life will never be a family."

"Old man, I'm alone, nibbling a dollar a day and five white-faced buns, with free running water at the construction site, and I'm going to lower the national poverty index without taking advantage of my current efforts."

The old **** stick sighed for a long time, deeply portraying the image of a poor old man wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

Founder: "..."

If he hadn't seen that the old **** stick had a car, he really believed in this evil.

Although it was an old Jetta water bubble car, the full purchase of the car package was only a few thousand dollars. Although these thousands of dollars were also repaid in two installments ...

"I can't think of you as the Danshen clan, self-sufficient and self-feeding." Fang Zheng was surprised.

"Little brother, you have the heart, you can't think of returning to the city, and remember to come here to look for me and care about my old life in the old age." The old **** stick moved, a tearful expression on her face like Ju Ju.

"Anyway, you and I have the same robe friendship with the old **** stick. Qi Yue has no clothes, and he has the same robe with the son. Wang Yuxing, the teacher of Xixi, the enemy of the son." Founder called this a good lie.

He won't admit that he was killed naturally. He actually didn't know that the old **** stick had been released today. He just came to the university town and the wool just happened to pass by.

After all, the empty nest old man has the most fragile mind. How can he beat the hope of an empty nest old man in this way ...

Normal Soul 1.

Normal Soul 1.

On the occasion of the chat, from the old site of the Normal University People's College separated by only one wall, two grey and white soul spirits flew out, and was instantly swallowed by human skin scriptures.

Founder frowned.

At this time, the old **** stick asked curiously: "Little brother, I think you often pass by in the university city. Are you looking for a store and planning to run a business in the university city?"

"Speaking of familiarity with the university town, you can no longer find a circle that is more familiar to me than the old one, where is the location good ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ where is the renting routine, where is the cheap rent, the agency fee Lao Dao, I will accept your brother's friendship price of 500. Lao Dao will introduce suitable stores for the younger brothers. Uh, if the younger brothers do not agree, make a half-fold, and it will be 250. , One hundred! There can't be less! "

Founder was startled when he heard the words of the old **** stick at the beginning.

He is now practicing in the community during the day and brushing points in the university town at night. The time utilization efficiency is too low.

He can rent a facade nearby as a cover. He only needs to concentrate on the wool in the store. He can practice the wool in the store while hesting the wool, without delay.

Fang Zheng felt more and more viable as far as possible. As for the rent, the previous work deposit, plus a few sloppy bonuses, and some savings in hand, it was possible to rent an ordinary facade.

When Fang Zheng frowned, the old **** stick thought Fang Zheng disagreed, comparable to the old **** stick that fell into the grand stage of Qian's eyes. He had actively reduced the agency fee from 500 to 100. After Fang Zheng responded, The happy one immediately agreed without hesitation: "Okay, deal."

Looking at the happy look on Fang Zheng's face, the old **** stick suddenly had the illusion that he would be deprived ... (https: //)