There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Founder feels that the old **** stick is his lucky star.

He will go to the blessed land tomorrow night,

The old **** stick just developed the fortune incense.

Although this fortune is incredibly fragrant, it is so unreliable, and it is also a little bit serious ...

Next, Founder asked the old **** stick, using this fortune incense, is there anything special about it?

For example, is there any hands-on style? Or is it a mantra, a spell?

The old **** stick said that as long as he thinks of one thing in his heart, or does not want anything, good luck will naturally fall from the sky.

This is called luck.

There is no need to read mantras.

Because this fortune incense itself is a low-match beggar version, a fool-style one-button operation.

Founder was amazed and couldn't think of how to use this fortune incense, so simple.

Sure enough, it is an unhealthy fortune.

"Little brother, do you have a good opinion of the candidate, do you plan to choose a passerby?"

"If the little brother doesn't know how to choose, I can help the little brother for free. I look at the man who walked through the fruit stand and walked an orange in the hand, which is a good candidate."

The old **** stick handed the fortune incense and the lighter to Founder together and said in his mouth.

Founder rubbed his chin.

"Must find someone to sacrifice?"

Listening to Founder's words, the old **** stick smashed his mouth and said: "That is not necessarily the case, I am afraid that the success rate is too low, so I set a goal."

"A group of people and one person, of course, are more likely to be alone."

Founder continued to rub his chin,

The old **** stick said, it really makes a lot of sense.

So Founder decided ... Click, the lighter burst into a handful of flames, and he started to ignite the fortune in his hand.

"Why, little brother, why didn't you choose a person as the target?" The old **** stick suddenly made a surprised voice, looking at Founder with some doubt and puzzlement.

Founder really did not choose a goal,

He took the luck incense, and then lowered his head to point the luck incense, his eyes did not choose the target in the crowd.

"Oh, I'm afraid that there will be an extra son, so I have avoided this step." Fang Zheng smiled at the old **** stick.

A crackling sound.

It seems to come from a heavy face-slap.

The old **** stick was furious. Jinzhi wants to marry

Founder which pot is not opened, which pot is beaten.

Isn't this a deliberate attack on what he just did?

Looking at Fang Zheng's hand igniting the fortune incense in his hand, this time it was because the old **** stick was a little nervous.

It seemed even more tense than when he himself ignited fortune.

"Little brother, what do you want in your heart?"

Founder replied: "I didn't think of anything. Let me take it naturally, I want to see what good luck this fortune incense can bring?"

At this time, Founder was smoked so that his eyes hurt, but he did not try to fan the smoke.

He feels that since this is called Yunshixiang, the burning incense of these incense sticks should also be one of the important links.

He has carefully observed the two failure processes of the old **** stick just now. Every time, the old **** stick is smoked so that he can fan these incense smokes.

And Founder did not tell lies, he did decide to let it go.

Because he was not so obsessed with the old **** stick, so obsessed with money.

He mainly wanted to test, is this fortune incense only to pick up the little valuable things like nail scissors?

He is not obsessed with picking up money or not.

What he valued was how much value he could pick up, which allowed him to judge the valuation of Yunshixiang's ability to change his transportation.

One minute,

Two minutes,

Seeing that the fortune incense is about to burn out, the incense ashes are falling, but the fortune has never changed.

"Little brother, the incense is about to burn out." The old **** stick couldn't help reminding.

Founder just casually, he is not in a hurry.

The old **** stick waited for ten more seconds, and the less fragrant it was, the shorter it was. At the end, there was only one afterglow Mars, and the next second would go out. At night, there was a gust of wind blowing inexplicably.

Snapped!

A brand-new, unopened silicone soft case for mobile phones, which fell lightly on the feet of Founder.

Founder picked it up and immediately had fun.

It actually happened to match his domestic mobile phone model.

"Old God Stick, this should be considered a kind of money? How can it be worth a dozen or twenty yuan." Founder looked at the old God Stick with a smile.

The old **** clamored injustice, why can Founder find a brand new mobile phone case, and he can only pick up nail clippers? Still a second-hand! ! Marry a wife is the empress

He also wanted to knock off a corner of his phone and wear a sleeve.

Founder didn't pay attention to the toughness of the old **** stick, he was thinking, this fortune incense, more than one hundred incense burns at the same time, it seems that the value obtained has just been equal to the production cost of incense?

"Lao Shen Bang, in your bag, how many bundles of thread incense." Founder looked at Lao Shen Bang.

Old God Stick: "What are you doing?"

Founder: "It's all taken, I want to try what effect it will burn at the same time."

The old **** stick grabbed the plastic bag at his feet and mumbled: "It's all here, minus three times spent, and now there are four bundles of incense."

"However, I have to leave a bundle for my own use, so I can only give the three brothers a fortune."

Just three, and Founder nodded.

Next, the three incense sticks burn at the same time.

However, this time Founder did not try to fan the smoke and incense, waiting for the result.

A few minutes later, suddenly, there was a battery car running through a red light, passing by very fast in front of his eyes. As he drove in front of Fangzheng ’s eyes, the man running the red light dropped a purse on the road, and fell on the road. Founder is less than a few centimeters.

However, the person who rides the battery car is still undecided. When Fang Zheng wanted to remind, the other party had disappeared all the way through the red lights and disappeared in the corner of the street.

"This……"

The old **** stick looked dumbfounded at the wallet on the ground.

Does this work?

Then he was sad, why others can pick up a brand new mobile phone case and a wallet, because he is a second-hand nail scissors.

Not fair! !

See the battery car away ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Founder picked up the wallet, there is no card in the wallet that can indicate the identity, such as bank card, ID card, etc., there is not much money in the wallet, only three steel rum And two five yuan banknotes.

call!

An old nervous stick on the side, looking at a wallet with only 13 yuan, relaxed breath.

Mother, scared him to death just now.

I thought it was time to streak this time.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly big wallet, only 13 yuan.

At the same time, the old magic stick was even more dissatisfied.

"I don't believe it anymore. Why can't you pick up the money, and I can only pick nail clippers! I don't believe that today will be unlucky for a day, this last luck will still be unlucky !!"

The old **** stick rolled up his sleeves and spit in the palm of his hand, said unwillingly.