Wang Shang looked at the last scratch ticket in his hand, and his hands trembled a little. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info inexplicably excited and inexplicably sighed, in! Be sure to win! Wang Shang prayed and bowed to the sky.

After calming down for a few seconds, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and after taking a puff, his mind did not calm down, and he kept praying to win the lottery.

I remember every time I passed by the lottery shop, my legs stopped as if I was obsessed. I am just a small security guard, with a small salary, save a little, and I can still survive in this city.

Wang Shang is not a person who keeps to himself, but he is optimistic about the current life situation, which may sound contradictory, but this is the real Wang Shang.

Everyone wants a fortune from heaven, but how many of these lucky ones are there? is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack, and it is just a flower in the moon mirror in the water. Wang Shang didn't believe it either, but he insisted that he was a caring person, and since he couldn't win, he should treat it as a good deed.

With such a perfect excuse, every time you buy a scratch ticket, you will have a kind of generosity of a benefactor!

After the cigarette was finished, Wang Shang was still lost for a while when he looked at the remarkable words 'thank you for your patronage'. With a long sigh, he said to himself: It's better to scatter less!

The afterglow of the setting sun seems to be overlooked or forgotten in the city. Strange neon lights replaced it, and no one sighed that the sunset was infinitely good, indulging in this neon-covered city, their eyes were dazzled.

Wang Shang watched the last trace of the sunset dissipate, and a poster on the opposite wall lit up with LED light, and the poster was a goddess known to all the people. Wang Shang unconsciously lit a cigarette, looked at it in a daze, and then sighed.

"A young man, sighing all day long, okay?"

Wang Shang looked back and saw that he was a sloppy old man, in his fifties, and, the most significant feature was, sloppy! On crutches.

Wang Shang ignored him and walked away. But he was held by a hand, and he was still very energetic? Is this a plan to deceive yourself?

I wanted to break free but couldn't, as if I was imprisoned. Wang Shang was puzzled, this old man has so much strength? I really don't believe in evil, I'm only in my twenties, but the other party is an old man, no matter how I say it, my strength can't be greater than myself!

So I pulled it hard, and my clothes were torn!

At this time, Zi Wang Shang became angry, and asked in a voice: "What do you want!" ”

The old man was also a little embarrassed, but he didn't admit his mistake. said with a smile: "I didn't tear the clothes." ”

Wang Shang was helpless, and he didn't want to have any entanglement with this disabled old man, if his clothes were torn, he would be unlucky, anyway, it was a stall, and it was not worth a few dollars.

turned around and left, but was caught by the old man again.

Wang Shang was anxious, thinking to himself, wouldn't it really be himself! It is said that you have to find a rich person when you touch porcelain, and you have no money. It can't be because you're a bully, right? Wang Shang suddenly understood. Stared at the old man and said, "Let go, I don't want to bully the old man." ”

The old man smiled and said, "If you can bully me?" ”

Poof, Wang Shang is completely speechless, this old man can't come out of a mental hospital, right? I don't behave like a normal person!

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The old man unconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly, a little restrained, and looked very funny.

Wang Shang couldn't cry or laugh, watching the old man's action of wrapping his clothes tightly, he really wanted to beat him, but he was an old man! It's still an old man with mental problems, so forget it, and take it as a bad joke.

"I'm the beauty of the pictorial, do you believe it?" The old man pointed to the goddess on the poster and said.

What bad luck today! Wang Shang said with emotion. It's okay if you don't win the lottery ticket, but I also met an old man with mental problems and was entangled by death. There is no one left, Wang Shang looked up to the sky, looking sad.

"Well, yes, you are always a beauty, a country and a city, unparalleled in the world." Wang Shang raised his head and said sadly.

When Wang Shang lowered his head, he couldn't believe his eyes, and then turned his eyes to look at the poster on the opposite wall. Wang Shang didn't know how to describe his mood, he turned over the river and the sea, his head was messy, and he looked at the goddess in front of him blankly, but the old man disappeared.

"Idiot, what are you looking at?" The goddess sneered at her orchid fingers.

"Look, look... Wang Shang couldn't speak anymore, although he often looked at the goddess in the poster in a daze, and then fantasized unrealistically, but the one in front of him?

Could it be that you are lucky? Wang Shang thought happily.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking? It's not good to drool when it's so big. The old man said.

It was the old man's voice again, and Wang Shang immediately woke up and looked at the smiling old man. I looked back and forth, left and right, and the goddess was just a painting on the poster. It can't be a dream, right?

Wang Shang felt weird, he was not very bold, and he faintly felt cold. You can't carry it like that, right? Wang Shang looked at the old man, there was no one around, thirty-six plans, go up!

Hey? Why is it still in place! Looking back, the lame old man looked at himself with a smile. How Wang Shang looks at it, how does he feel awkward and terrifying. Isn't this the legendary ghost hitting the wall? Otherwise, why would he still be in the same place after he had been gone for a while? Cold sweat flows, luck is back home, this Nima has met a ghost! Wang Shang chuckled, terrified.

The old man on crutches was looking at himself with a smile, with a kind face, but Wang Shang only felt so cold, so cold that he didn't dare to fall to the ground with goosebumps.

Sensing Wang Shang's timidity, the old man on crutches was afraid of scaring the kid to death, so he stepped forward with a smile and prepared to explain.

"Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law... Wang Shangzheng was sweating there and reciting the mantra to exorcise ghosts from the movie, and he was very busy. But when Wang Shang raised his head to look, the old man was walking towards him step by step, he couldn't take a step, learning the trick of the Taoist or the goddess, stepping on the ground desperately, and his mouth kept chanting the words of summoning a certain god...

The old man's face was full of black lines, and he began to examine himself, is he really sloppy to the point of being almost like a ghost? In that case, let's show your true nature!

Change! The old man's face was full of confidence, although he was a little crippled, but the light of the gods, no matter how it was, could make mortals bow down.

"Boy, you are lucky to see my true body, you will be blessed and live a long life." The old man said to Wang Shang with a smile.

What your sister's blessings, Wang Shang really has to doubt life. This Nima is a ghost! Looking at the old man on crutches, half of his white clothes were fluttering, almost transparent, half sloppy, and a sloppy ghost. This is a ghost encounter! Wang Shang thought in horror.

It's a fairy, but it's a ghost!