There’s an Evil Spirit Here

In fact, when looking at the wallet with only 13 yuan in his hand, Founder felt very bitter at this time.

This fortune is a bit pitted.

Burning three sticks of incense in a row, this time it was indeed money, and the money that could be given was only 13 yuan.

Saying something bad,

Even the cost of making incense is not enough.

It might be better to give him a mobile phone case for the first time.

However, compared to the old **** stick, his luck today is much better than the old way. I do n’t know that the old **** stick at this time is like a gambler who loses red eyes. .

Feeling the sight that Founder is betting on,

After thinking for a long time, the old **** stick bit his teeth, and this time he simply learned the formula and let it go.

However, the old **** stick soon discovered that his obsession was too deep,

I couldn't calm down.

Eyes can't help but glance at the college students who have been passing by. They can see the passing college students. It is obviously the sultry summer weather, but they feel a chill in the back and quickly leave in a hurry.

Next, the old **** stick simply didn't overdo it, and it turned out to be annoying.

Laojin stick's tangled expression like constipation, Fang Zheng looking aside was a little funny.

The incense burns fast,

In a blink of an eye, only half of it was left burning.

But the fortune of the old **** stick still did not appear. The old **** stick was suddenly anxious. Shouldn't there be even a nail clipper this time?

He coughed while smoking, and took a hand fan away from the smoke, staring anxiously.

Fortunately, regardless of the mood of the old **** stick, it still continues to burn on its own.

Seeing that it was about to burn out, at this time, a stray dog ​​was holding a plastic bowl and drilled from the alley behind the old **** stick.

The plastic bowl was also stained with take-out soup.

Perhaps this stray dog ​​was originally intended to be brought back to the nest to enjoy slowly.

At this time, the old **** stick heard a movement behind him, turned his head, and stared anxiously, and was originally smoked to make his eyes red, and the old **** stick that was constantly crying was like a ghost turning back, red staring red. The big two eyes looked very fierce. The stray dog ​​screamed in fright, picked up its tail and drilled back into the alley.

Only the old **** stick still squatting, and ... a plastic bowl in front of the old **** stick.

Looking at the scene, Founder laughed absently.

"Old **** stick, even the fortune incense is saying, you have the appearance of handing the bowl."

"Sure enough, it is the yellow robe added, handing the bowl, old **** stick, congratulations."

Founder said with a smile.

Don't forget to hit the old **** stick.

"Damn, old dog, you come back to me, and quickly make clear what is going on in this bowl!" The old **** sticks angrily, grabbing the plastic bowl on the ground and throwing it back again.

However, the movement of the old **** stick to throw the bowl was frozen halfway.

As soon as he threw this bowl, would he be more sure about handing it over? !

"Little brother, this incense is poisonous! Otherwise, why am I not a nail clipper, but a broken bowl!"

The old **** stick is making excuses for his bad temper.

"No, you still have a daughter." Fang Zheng said with a serious face.

The old **** stick cast his robe wide sleeves depressed: "Don't make trouble."

...

The old **** stick, who has experienced the appearance of handing over the bowl, has no intention of staying in place.

Headless and founder returned to the store.

After returning to the store, the old **** stick seemed to have finally made a decision. The old **** stick that had been unreliable. This time it was rare for the first time to seriously say: "Little brother, old man, I feel painful this time. ! "

"Teacher I don't believe it. I can't get rich by picking up money and picking up a mobile phone case in my life !!"

Founder can understand the mood of the old **** stick.

Three incense only let him pick up 13 yuan, some eggs hurt.

I do n’t know how strong the fortune incense can be by relying on human skin scriptures.

Looking at Lao Shen Bang's aspirations, Founder is naturally happy. The better the fortune incense is improved, the more beneficial it will be.

Therefore, Fang Xuanzheng was waiting to give Lao Shen stick a difficult task.

He worked hard tonight and helped him rush out a batch of fortune incense overnight, he was useful.

This time the blessed land was opened, and Founder was preparing to bring luck to the blessed land.

However, after listening to Fang Zheng ’s request, the old **** stick showed a hard face. It turned out that this handmade incense was not made immediately.

From production to drying, it takes at least a few days, one night, the time is too tight, too late.

Listening to this, Fang Zheng suddenly had a sore back tooth.

Moody.

I knew I had just left a little bit to survive, not all of them were used up.

Usually, the production of this fortune incense has always been carried out by old **** sticks, and Founder has been concentrating on cultivation, and does not understand the specific production process of this fortune incense.

Founder is still a little unwilling: "Old God Stick, do you really have no survival at all?"

The old **** stick looked at Fang Zheng, and looked at Fang Zheng with a strange expression: "Little brother, do you need it urgently?"

"Why remake?"

"There are stocks in the shop."

Upon hearing the words, Founder's eyes brightened.

Soon, Founder saw that the old **** stick had been taken out from under the counter. Not many, just six.

It turned out that the old **** stick was too much to bring out the door together ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ so the incense was divided into two batches.

Looking at Fang Zheng with a happy face, the old **** stick continued to ask Fang Zheng curiously, what is he so eager to do with these incense?

Founder didn't tell the truth, only that he was going to a trip tomorrow.

In the end, among the six fortunes, Founder took only five, leaving a handful of samples for the old **** stick to continue to improve.

...

The next time, Founder with a sense of urgency began to work hard day and night.

the next day.

Finally, before the night, he completely transformed his true energy.

When all the five true qi in the body were converted into the qi of the innate **** Gang, Founder found that the innate **** gang was more condensed and pure than the true qi of the past.

At least about 10% has been purified.

The breath is stronger.

The power is also greater.

However, purification is not without cost, because the total amount of real gas is reduced by about 30% due to compression and quenching.

It seems that the state is lowered, but in fact, the vitality is more lethal. The light and the dark rise, and the attitude is always balanced, and there is not much loss.

And the next step is to prepare for the departure tonight.

Founder started to come up with the cheats of "San Zhao Shen Gong".

He strengthened the cheats of "San Zhao Shen Gong".

The ordinary white runes on the human skin scriptures began to dim in large numbers, and a total of 36 ordinary runes were consumed.

It became "Sanzhao Shengong (Two)".

It means that the second strengthening was carried out on the original basis.

It is not on the basis of the original, promoted to a higher level.

Founder has his eyes open, maybe this "Three Magical Skills" is also the same as the Golden Bell. It needs to be upgraded nine times before it gets a qualitative improvement and enters a higher level.

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