There’s an Evil Spirit Here

At the moment, two figures, one old and one young, crouched crouchingly at the crossroads.

Founder's eyes lit up: "Old God Stick, is this the incense on" Forty-two Fragrances of Good and Evil? "Have you developed it?"

The old **** stick was triumphant, and quite invited: "Yes."

Fang Zheng's face showed a surprise expression.

He repeatedly confirmed that when he received the unanimous affirmative answer from the old **** stick, he was pleasantly surprised, and this time he did not skimp on the praises. He almost blown up the old **** stick with a boast.

Lao Shen stick likes to be touted by others, and his face is full of excitement, such as Ju Lao's face is almost laughing.

Old and young crouched at the intersection,

Greeting the staring eyes of a passing male and female university student, huddled together and continued to speak.

"Lao Shen stick, you have a rough look. There are no more than one hundred roots, at least there are sixty or seventy. Doesn't it mean that you can make so many incenses in one go, which is equivalent to praying for blessings at one time? Dozens, hundreds of times? "Founder felt, how so unreal.

There's something wrong with old feelings.

Generally speaking, a string of incense is about 150 to 170.

There is a line of incense in the old **** stick, doesn't it mean that he not only swept the European and American lottery, but changed to the blood-washed European and American lottery industry?

wrong!

It may be necessary to add the World Cup, not enough for his bloodbath.

Cough.

Facing Founder's problem, the old magic stick, which was originally smiling awkwardly, suddenly looked awkward, and his face looked a little twitchy.

Fang Zheng immediately saw that it was wrong and glanced at the old **** stick: "Don't tell me that I have touted you for so long. In the end, you really blow up the old **** stick. Is this fragrance fake?"

"If you dare to blow up, I dare to blow up with you!"

Founder's tone was threatening.

The tone is very unfriendly.

The old **** stick is very happy, and he is also unscrupulous. He was actually doubted by Founder about his professionalism and character. The uncle could not bear it. The old **** stick immediately blushed and thickened his neck. fake?"

"Little brother, have you heard a booming water sound? We paddled a small boat of trust and said it turned over."

"This incense is absolutely true !!"

The old **** stick was very determined and straightforward.

The loud shouting of the old **** stick here suddenly attracted the attention of more college students on the roadside. Sweet Pet Sweet Wife: Chu Shao's Confused Xiao Jiao Wife

An old magic stick!

A little magic stick!

"What kind of incense is in" Forty-eight Fragrances of Good and Evil "?"

"Fortune incense."

"Can I change my luck? For example, first set a small goal, a lottery ticket of 100 million euros a day?"

"No."

"Since it doesn't work, do you have the courage to say that this fragrance is true?"

An embarrassment appeared on the face of the old **** stick: "This incense is indeed developed under my old sleep and forgetting food, but this effect ... may be discounted."

Looking at Fang Zheng ’s face, the old **** stick explained a little wrongly and quickly explained: “It ’s mainly because many ancient materials ca n’t be found now. In addition to the limited research and development funds, I ca n’t afford high-end version materials. Beggar version material that is very different from the price ... so after this rounding, the effect will be discounted. "

"Of course, this is because the development time is still short. If you give me more time, you can definitely improve the effect of several grades."

Founder automatically ignored the last sentence of the old **** stick.

Who knows whether this "some time" is ten years, eight years, or the longer monkey year?

"How many discounts did the effect of this incense have?"

"fold?"

"Thirty percent off?"

"It's impossible to get a discount, right?"

"Okay, one percent? Not good, one thousandth? Don't overdo it, old **** stick ... the discount is one thousandth!"

Founder's face was black.

The old **** stick rubbed his palms, his face was slightly red, and some embarrassed guilty smile: "Add a few more zeros."

puff!

Founder spit out old blood.

Pawn.

The old **** stick looked at Founder's expression more and more wrong, and quickly comforted: "In fact, you don't have to be discouraged, little brother. The success rate of this fragrance is low, but the victory is overwhelming.

"Quality doesn't work, just use quantity to make up."

"If it doesn't work, we'll make ten or one hundred pieces! If you don't want one hundred, we'll make a sack, and I won't believe it. A sack's fortune is smashed over, and everyone is smashed, fortune. Can you still be smashed? "

At the end, the old **** stick was a bit cruel.

It seems that in the future I will carry a sack and tens of thousands of incense smashing people.

Listening to the cake the old **** stick painted for him, how does Founder feel, this style is a bit like a full rank number, playing the lowest level of the first level lucky gem, and then holding a weapon with a probability of 1 ‰ to trigger a crit?

"Old God Stick, you said so much, to put it bluntly, this fortune incense is the version of the fortune Xixiang incense. It is the same as the new products of Lei Bi, Kang Shuaifu, Ao Miao and Xiaomi." Founder finally understood this fortune Fragrant incense.

In fact, the heart of the old **** stick also had some guilty conscience. He secretly glanced at the Founder sitting next to him, but he saw that the expression on Fang Zheng ’s face was calm, and there was no sign of anger or disappointment. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked carefully: "Little Brother, you seem ... not angry? "

Founder looked carefully and asked his old **** stick carefully, which was a little funny. At the same time, he thought that the old **** stick recently had a bone of his body in order to develop fortune incense, and he had to stay up late in the store. He felt that the old **** stick was not easy. It was rare this time. A reliable thing.

He was indeed not angry.

On the contrary, the mood at the moment is very good.

What about the fortune fiction version? He has the fortification of the Scriptures of some people's skin, which can be strengthened into the spiced incense of the splendid version.

Even, his heart still thanked the old **** stick.

With this fortune-telling version of Fortune, his future can be said to have unlimited possibilities.

So Founder decided that after returning, he would introduce some 60 and 70 old ladies to the old **** stick, so that the old **** stick would also have a red sunset and not lonely in his later years.

"Old God Stick ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ How effective is this fortune incense, have you tried it yet?" Founder asked a key question.

It was really lifeless when the old **** stick saw him. He regained his unreasonable frivolous expression again, and he smiled: "I just crouched at the intersection just now, just to try the true effect of this fortune."

"However, I have always been looking for candidates, to see which passer-by's fortune is in line with me today, and then decide to burn incense to him."

Do you play incense burning?

Only those who worship the dead will use incense burning. Isn't it curse others to die?

You are not afraid of being beaten to death by passers-by.

"Huh? It's him! This man is a thief who has been swaying in the university city. I am old and I saw him stealing college students' money several times when I used to fortune-telling in the university city!"

"Little brother, you are optimistic. My old luck, although I can't change the national luck, let you win the national lottery. But it is still possible to change the luck of a person, such as picking up a wallet or picking up Zhang Zhang's head. of!"