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"I'm rubbing! Isn't that a god stick who just tricked you out of ten dollars! Song Jie took the lead and pointed at the old Taoist priest and shouted at Yang Feng next to him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Feng was speechless, this old Taoist priest is really the best, and he is still using the same excuse to deceive people, and he is not afraid of colliding with the person he just deceived.

"I'm going to expose him!" Song Jie walked forward angrily, but Yang Feng still grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

After Song Jie was pulled back, he looked at Yang Feng suspiciously, and said, "Brother Feng, what are you doing?" That guy lied to us and went to lie to others, don't stop me. ”

Yang Feng looked at him and said lightly, "What can you do in the past now?" Expose him? Do you have proof? Can you really prove it? ”

"This ......"

Song Jie was speechless, he had no evidence, and now after listening to Yang Feng's words and thinking about it, it seems that he can't directly prove that this old guy is a liar.

Yang Feng spread his hands and said, "Look, you can't do anything, so isn't it a shame for you to go up?" You're also a face-saving person, and you don't want to stand there and be watched. ”

When Song Jie heard this, he straightened his collar, yes, I am also a person who wants to save face, other people's old liars must not be afraid of losing face, but if he is watched by others and looks at himself like a monkey, then his face will be lost.

Weighing the pros and cons, Song Jie decided not to go.

"What then? Just let him go? Song Jie is still a little unwilling.

Yang Feng slowly hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "It's okay, this old Taoist priest looks quite interesting, just ten yuan." Don't worry so much. ”

Song Jie couldn't guess what Yang Feng was thinking, and he didn't want to guess anymore, so whatever Yang Feng said was what he wanted, and he had completely decided to do what Yang Feng wanted.

The little couple in front, the man didn't speak. The woman scolded at the old Taoist priest: "Where did you come from? Fuck off, or we'll call the police!" You're the one who has the plague of blood! ”

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "The old man has been crisscrossing the Suyuan antique market for decades, and the realm of the old man is incomprehensible to mortals like you. ”

Yang Feng looked funny. It's enjoyable to listen to, this old Taoist priest really has a lot of professional ethics, he only cheats ten yuan, don't want more, and he just asked for ten yuan from himself.

The little couple ignored him. Walking straight forward, the old Taoist priest still wanted to fight for it, but the pair of men and women disdainfully walked into the crowd.

The old Taoist priest shook his head helplessly and walked in the direction of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng and Song Jie also greeted them, and unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest didn't seem to recognize them, but his eyes lit up and stopped them again.

His eyes were shining as he looked at Yang Feng. His expression was solemn, as if he had condensed like the first time, and Yang Feng was attracted by this condensed look.

"This lad. You have a bloody plague today. ”

Yang Feng was stunned, and Song Jie was stunned, they didn't expect this old god stick to come again.

Song Jie was about to scold angrily, but Yang Feng blocked in front of him and said with a smile: "The old gentleman is immortal, and at a glance, you know that he is not an ordinary man." There must be some ability. ”

This time, the old Taoist priest was stunned, no one has said this about him in the years since his debut. He was dressed in tattered clothes and worn old. It has never been the feeling of fairy wind bones, but people like to listen to good words, and after listening to Yang Feng's praise, he suddenly became a little fluttery.

The old Taoist priest touched his white beard, pinched it, and said with a smile: "Although many people have praised me like this, I have never been proud. ”

Song Jie stepped aside and stopped making a sound, the shamelessness of this old Taoist priest had exceeded his bottom line, Yang Feng thought it was quite funny to stand there and watch the old Taoist priest proudly.

"Master, can you help me resolve it?"

The old Taoist priest nodded, and said inscrutablely: "This is quite simple, as long as you give the old man ten yuan for disaster breaking, the old man can help you turn evil into good fortune!" ”

Yang Feng straightened his collar and said with a smile: "Come on." ”

The old Taoist priest smiled, and then, as if it had just been, drew a line on Yang Feng's head, and then silently recited a few unintelligible verses in his mouth, and finally called it a day, just like the internal strength in a martial arts series

"Okay, your evil spirit has been removed, give me the money." The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger, and looked smiling.

Yang Feng asked with a smile at this time, "What money?" ”

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and said: "Of course, it is the cost of helping you get rid of the disaster just now, this is not free, the old man's small business, you can't take credit!" ”

Yang Feng said with a smile: "You can't take credit for a small business, of course I know this, and I've already given money, have you forgotten?" ”

The old Taoist priest thought for a while with a sad face, then pointed at Yang Feng and said, "Do you want to swallow my money alone?" The old man never got your disaster break money at all, you lie! ”

Song Jie said coldly on the side: "When I was at the door, I said that my brother Feng had a bloody disaster, and he ran away after drawing an inexplicable trace, and now he is running to say that my brother Feng has a bloody disaster, old Taoist, you are preparing to cheat!" ”

The old Taoist priest was stunned, and suddenly looked at Yang Feng's face, at this time Yang Feng looked at him with a red face, looking very interesting.

"I remember, you just did my business..... no, no, no, guest!"

Yang Feng smiled and said: "The old man has a good memory, remember me, that's right, I am the person who has been eliminated by you when I was at the door just now, it seems that you are not very careful, so that I have a bloody disaster now, just happened to meet you, this little after-sales service should be there." ”

The old Taoist priest glanced at Yang Feng at this time, and involuntarily took a few steps back, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his head.

"On this street, I heard that Aokido is not soft on people who are abducted and deceived." Yang Feng said slowly.

Sure enough, the old Taoist priest suddenly smiled and said: "The little brother is really wise, in fact, the old man just now is to test your eyesight, see if you still recognize the old man, I didn't expect your memory to be so good!" ”

"That's a good excuse." Yang Feng smiled faintly.

The old Taoist priest said: "My iron operator can be regarded as a famous and decent family, and the fortune teller here can be regarded as above board, and there is no hiding and tucking!" ”

"Decent family?" Yang Feng was interested. "Which one is decent? I would like to hear which Taoist priest you are. ”

"Humph! I'm afraid I'll scare you two by my name! The iron operator said menacingly, his face full of pride.

Song Jie pursed his lips: "It's really unashamed." ”

Yang Feng looked at this iron operator who was full of trains with interest, and he also felt that this bull was a little too big, and he didn't know how to round it later.

The iron operator said coldly: "I am the world-famous today, known as the hexagram saint king Daoming, who counts the heavens and the earth and the underworld......"

"!"

"Fart!" At this time, two foul mouths popped out directly from the mouths of Yang Feng and Song Jie, where the hell did this old Taoist priest run out of, the name of the hexagram saint is pretended!

Song Jie pointed at the iron operator and scolded: "You bull-nosed liar, you still want to deceive Ben Shao, believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you all over the ground to find teeth!" Bullying Lao Tzu has never seen the hexagram saint, is it, tell you, the hexagram saint Lao Tzu has seen it, and he is much more handsome than you! ”

Yang Feng was a little speechless, the question that Song Jie was thinking about now turned out to be whether the hexagram saint was handsome or the iron operator was handsome, he was thinking about a very speechless thing, and let out a very helpless sigh.

There are people in this world who imitate that old god stick, this world is simply too complicated, but this person's shamelessness is somewhat similar to the old god stick.

"I'm not done yet, what are you talking about!" Tie Operator glanced at Song Jie speechlessly, and glared at Yang Feng.

Then, the iron operator continued to say calmly: "I am the senior brother of the hexagram saint King Daoming, the earth-shattering subway operator, do you understand!" ”

Yang Feng was stunned: "His senior brother? ”

Tie Operator nodded proudly and said, "It's his senior brother, if it's fake, he grew up with me, and we used to peek at each other taking a bath!" ”

“……”

Song Jie pointed to the iron operator and said: "Do you believe it or not, Lao Tzu now directly calls the people from Aoki Hall to come over to rectify you, an old liar who has been abducted and deceived, pretending to be the junior disciple of the hexagram saint, you look in the mirror, are you worthy!" ”

Tie Operator slowly took out a mirror from the cloth pocket on his body, looked at his face, looked left, looked again, and then looked at Song Jie innocently.

"Isn't it worthy? I think it's quite like that. ”

Interesting, so interesting, this iron operator is really a little similar to the scoundrel of the old god stick, Song Jie doesn't believe it, and Yang Feng doesn't believe it either, but this energy is really thinking.

"Brother Feng, this old guy is too shameless, let's report to the management of Aoki Hall."

When the iron operator heard this, he softened, and smiled at Song Jie: "Little brother, forget it, it's all about running the rivers and lakes, it's not easy to make some money, it's a big deal....The old man will return you five yuan!" ”

“…… I want ten bucks! Song Jie argued.

The iron operator's face was blank: "No, I can only refund half of the money!" ”

"Ten pieces!"

“……”

Yang Feng was speechless, these two goods were really arguing on the street because of the ten yuan, and this old Taoist priest had really reached a state of deception. (To be continued)