Liu Xue's matter was turned over, Zhang Dongjun checked the merit record in his mind while walking on the road, and a million merits in a big war came to naught, which made Zhang Dongjun feel quite heartbroken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although my heart hurts, I saved the people in the world and paid millions of merits, which is worth it!

Merit: Zhang Dongjun, Merit: 18963.

"Damn, how many fans are there in labor? Why did you just use one million and come with nearly 20,000 merits? It seems that it's time to register a Weibo and count how many fans follow me. Zhang Dongjun looked at the merit of almost 20,000 yuan, and his mood instantly improved.

"I made money, I made money, I didn't know how to spend it. A Nokia on the left and a Motorola on the right. Humming an unknown tune, Zhang Dongjun walked leisurely on the street.

Suddenly, a handsome young student dressed as a Taoist priest rushed out of the roadside, holding a banner with the word fortune telling written on it. He grabbed Zhang Dongjun's arm and said with a smile:

"This little brother, when Xiaodao sees that your Yin Hall is black, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster. Why don't we sit down and let Xiaodao do a good calculation for you, and you are not allowed to go without money. ”

Zhang Dongjun saw that the little Taoist priest in front of him was as old as himself, and he looked like a little fresh meat, not like a fortune teller at all, so he shook his head and ignored it, and walked straight forward.

Seeing that he was leaving, the Taoist priest desperately dragged Zhang Dongjun's arm, which actually made him stop.

"What a lot of strength!" you glared at me, I glared at you, and said in unison.

Seeing that Zhang Dongjun stopped, the Taoist priest hurriedly let go of his grip on it, helped his eye frame and said, "Little brother, you really have a bloody disaster, you will be hospitalized at least and ...... at worst."

Zhang Dongjun's face changed immediately when he heard this, he had just come out of the ghost gate, and he met a crow's mouth again, could he not be angry.

"You little Taoist priest, don't let labor and management go, believe it or not, I'll beat you?" Zhang Dongjun clenched his fist with one hand and said intimidatingly in front of his head.

The Taoist priest disagreed, and said with a smile: "Xiaodao never tells lies, have you been entangled by evil ghosts recently, and the injuries on your body are just right?"

When Zhang Dongjun heard this, he nodded. I thought in my heart: "It seems that this little Taoist priest is not a charlatan, he is a bit of a real material." ”

Hurriedly straightened his attitude and said with a smile: "This is true, but the ghost has already run away, and he shouldn't come back." ”

After hearing this, the little Taoist priest closed his eyes, pinched his fingers and calculated.

Zhang Dongjun stood in place and waited, he wanted to know how many catties and taels this Taoist priest had, and what he could calculate.

After a minute, the Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned pale and said: "Little brother, your life is not calculated! But you will have a bloody disaster in less than three days, and the place where you live is also in danger." ”

After the little Taoist priest finished speaking, he took out a talisman from his sleeve, handed it to Zhang Dongjun and said, "Little brother, if what the little Taoist said works, you will burn this talisman with fire." ”

It is believed that it exists, and it is not believed that it does not. Recently, Zhang Dongjun has seen too much, and he no longer thinks that monks and Taoist priests hunting ghosts are folk fictional stories.

After taking the amulet and carefully putting it in his pocket, Zhang Dongjun took out his wallet and took out two hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the Taoist priest.

"Dao Chief, since you helped me calculate a hexagram, you can take this money. But I hope what you say is false. After Zhang Dongjun finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The Taoist priest looked at the money in his hand and shouted at his figure: "Little brother, I am the eldest disciple of the white-bearded real person sitting down." The secular name is Dong Guilei, and the road name: light roller (gun). Remember to burn the talisman if there is something, and the trail will arrive immediately!"

Zhang Dongjun's body shook when he heard the humanist name, how could the names of the Taoist monks he knew be so strange.

A second lamp has already made himself a headache, and he sells and advertises every day.

There was another light roller, and he also forced a fortune teller. Could it be that these cultivators have lost their money?

Thinking about it, Zhang Dongjun unconsciously walked to the door of an underwear store.

Zhang Dongjun still knows about this underwear store, and it is said that it has been open for many years, and the cheapest set of underwear in it is thousands of yuan.

Walking here, he couldn't help but look inside, looking at the dazzling underwear, Zhang Dongjun couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Because he promised to buy underwear for Chang'e, Zhang Dongjun took a deep breath in front of the store, hesitating whether he wanted to go in, a big man would definitely be embarrassed and embarrassed to buy women's things in an underwear store.

After a while, Zhang Dongjun made up his mind and walked in. He was eager to see what Chang'e would look like in her underwear.

In the store, the salesperson saw a man come in, walked towards Zhang Dongjun, and said with a smile: "Hello, does Mr. need help?"

Zhang Dongjun nodded, because he really couldn't understand what the logos on these underwear meant, what 34c, 75c, he was completely confused.

"Did you buy it for your girlfriend or for your family?" said the salesperson very politely.

"I'm for Chang...... I bought it for my girlfriend, I bought it for my girlfriend. Zhang Dongjun almost blurted out Chang'e's name, but fortunately reacted immediately.

Salesperson: "Do you know your girlfriend's bust size, or what size she wears?"

Zhang Dongjun recalled the photo of Chang'e in his mind, and gestured with his hand in mid-air.

"No, it's a little small. Hmmm? That's a little bigger. Yes, yes, it's about the size of your chest!" Zhang Dongjun's pair of salty pig hands were less than ten centimeters away from the clerk's chest at this time, and he could even feel the heat coming from the other party's chest.

Zhang Dongjun was so embarrassed, he was gesturing, and he turned around and became his current posture. Fortunately, the clerk was generous and didn't care. If it had been replaced by a bad temper, he would have dumped him with a big mouth, and he would have to scold him as a "hooligan".

The clerk took a step back, the expression on his face changed slightly, and then he smiled again and said, "Sir, I'm wearing 36C." You'd better make a call to confirm it to avoid unnecessary trouble. ”

"What's the trouble, how does Chang'e know what size she has to wear. After hearing this, Zhang Dongjun said directly: "Just give me a set according to your yardage, and I want this style." ”

After Zhang Dongjun finished speaking, he pointed to a set of pink lace-edged underwear.

The salesperson nodded and turned to get the packed underwear.

Zhang Dongjun continued to shop around the store when he was idle, but he heard the sound of the clerk talking to another clerk just now.

"Xiao Li, the man said that he was buying underwear for his girlfriend, but he didn't know what size his girlfriend was wearing. ”

"Xiao Wang, don't you know that many men like to buy women's underwear and go home to masturbate? I have been selling underwear for so many years, and I have seen a lot of this kind of thing, and there is no fuss, he can buy whatever he wants. ”

----- is not finished to be continued----- I heard that I will meet Ning Zhiyun in the next chapter, and this TM is embarrassing. Ask for recommendation votes, ask for recommendation votes, friends, hit me with recommendation votes.