Although Uncle Guo's family with the key is not rich, the conditions are not bad. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Uncle Guo is a retired worker, with a pension and pension, and he usually can't be idle when he sets up a stall to repair shoes and match keys, so he finds something to do for himself, and by the way, he earns a little money to supplement his family.

It was also kind to buy an ice cream to help Tu Xiaoxun's family open a show, and seeing that no one came, Uncle Guo sat in the pergola and chatted with his mother Zhang Fen.

Tu Xiaoxun took the mobile phone charger to charge it, and saw an old man wandering over with his hands behind his back.

This uncle didn't buy ice cream drinks, and after sitting down in the shed, he joined the atmosphere of Uncle Guo's chat.

Such a situation is very common, and Tu Xiaoxun doesn't mind these uncles coming to the pergola to enjoy the coolness.

After a while, a few masters from other nearby communities came over, and after chatting a few words, they set up chess in the shed, which would attract some idlers to come and watch, and some couldn't bear to give a few words, and the battle was very fierce.

Tu Xiaoxun was bored and watched the game of chess from the side, but from time to time someone would shout: "It's so hot, Xun boy, bring me ice cream!" ”

"Well, I'm a little thirsty, kid, get a bottle of soda!"

In this way, the old men gathered more and more in the pergola, playing chess, Go, poker, and small money, and they were the main consumers of soda and ice cream.

The more lively the old people are, it will also attract some young people passing by to come to watch curiously, and ask for a bottle of drink when it is hot, or buy an ice cream while eating and drinking to watch the battle, but Tu Xiaoxun's cold drinks are sold a lot, which is unexpected.

It seems that the pergola here has attracted many elderly people from nearby communities to come to enjoy the coolness, and after becoming an activity place for the elderly, it has not only driven the cold drink business of Tu Xiaoxun's family, but also surprisingly even set up stalls to join in the fun.

The old man who told the fortune told the stall to the side, but he didn't tell fortunes, so he threw down the stall and went into the crowd to have fun.

The old man was dressed in a patched gray-blue robe, with seal patterns and patterns on the cuffs, a goatee, and a Taoist bun, looking energetic and sophisticated.

But Lao Dao is a stinky chess player, and there are constantly people next to him to point out, and he actually loses consecutive battles.

Lao Dao was not convinced and wanted to fight again, but was finally driven down by the impatient old man watching from the side, he got up and saw Tu Xiaoxun watching chess behind him, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Xun boy, if you have nothing to do, let Lao Dao calculate a hexagram for you!"

Tu Xiaoxun watched people play Go, but he didn't raise his eyelids: "I'm not interested!" ”

"It's free for you, whether it's allowed or not, I won't charge you money, come on kid!"

Lao Dao was not discouraged, and continued to be kind and persuasive: "You see Lao Dao, my business has not opened yet, how about you help me open one?" ”

Tu Xiaoxun: "Find someone else, someone called you just now, you ignore others!" ”

Lao Dao: "I can open this or not, but it has a lot to do with you, and you are responsible!" ”

"Hey, old man, you want to blackmail me?"

Lao Dao pretended to be profound, and said: "Hehe, Xun boy, I look at you in the north of the heavenly court, the center of the Yin Hall is full, and the three talents are combined, and now you are prosperous in literature and wealth, which shows that your kid is not only admitted to the university, but also has recently made a small fortune, but ......"

Tu Xiaoxun was listening with his ears pricked up, and Lao Dao's words made him involuntarily think of whether the effect of the magic album could be seen by this old Tao.

But Lao Dao suddenly sold a pass, Tu Xiaoxun noticed that Lao Dao was stroking his goatee, and his cunning eyes were slipping, so he had no choice but to answer: "You said you wanted to give me free?" ”

"I can't bluff you!"

Seeing that this little slippery head was finally willing to let him forget it, Lao Dao angrily pursed his eyebrows and said, "You come to my stall, and you can help me attract business if you touch your wealth!" ”

Tu Xiaoxun had no choice but to move over and squat in front of the old stall.

I saw that the old Taoist had something to do with the next talisman seal, and then after shaking the bell, he opened a small antique wooden box and handed it to Tu Xiaoxun.

There were two small turtle shells in the box, some ancient patterns on them, and a few seal characters, with a talisman pressed underneath.

Lao Dao took out a compass: "You pick up the turtle shell, take the talisman seal in the palm of your hand, relax your whole body and gently put the turtle shell on the compass, you can ......"

Tu Xiaoxun was already very relaxed, and according to his words, he picked up the turtle shell and the talisman seal together and put them in the palm of his hand, and suddenly felt that the palm was hot, and he gently put it on the compass.

Miraculously, after the talisman seal in Tu Xiaoxun's palm separated from the turtle shell, it disappeared automatically.

Smack!

The shell landed on the compass with a crunch, followed by a flickering halo of light, and then stood still after a slight spin.

Tu Xiaoxun noticed that the seal on the turtle shell lit up, and the pointer on the compass also rotated and pointed in a direction.

After looking at the glowing seal on the turtle shell and the zero position of the pointer, Lao Dao's face couldn't help but change slightly.

He glanced at Tu Xiaoxun strangely, and said: "I have a different endowment, but I am blinded by heaven, and the number of fates is vague and cannot be measured and deduced, only the fortune will be possessed by Wenyun in the near future, and it will be prosperous with wealth, but it will attract evil and chaos because of Wenyun's possession, and there may be a catastrophe within three days, or a bloody disaster will occur......"

Listening to this old Taoist appearance, Tu Xiaoxun couldn't help but feel nervous.

Because he first drew the admission letter of Huaqing University in the magic album, and a painting became famous abroad, it has been confirmed that he was specially recruited by Huaqing University.

Now he had drawn banknotes, and the old saying that he would make a fortune seemed at first glance to be related to what he had drawn in the magic book, which made him suspicious.

Especially when they hear that there is a bloody disaster, although the vast majority of fortune tellers will talk about this statement, the purpose is to guide customers to pay money to find a solution.

But Tu Xiaoxun told this old man before that he was free and didn't need money, so this old man wouldn't use this kind of trick against him, right?

So Tu Xiao interrogated: "Is there a way to eliminate disasters?" ”

"There is nothing to be done about the old way, and the way to eliminate disasters can only rely on yourself!"

Lao Dao glanced at Tu Xiaoxun deeply, and then said: "But Xun boy, you have to remember, once you encounter any supernatural evil in the future, don't panic and mistake yourself to give the evil an opportunity, Lao Dao will give you a talisman seal, you can place it at home, to live in peace, to protect the health of your family......"

After that, Lao Dao took out a talisman seal from his arms and handed it to Tu Xiaoxun, who was suspicious.

However, thinking that his grandfather believed in these things, and Lao Dao said it so mysteriously, Tu Xiaoxun had also personally experienced a supernatural event, and he would rather believe his attitude towards this, so he took the seal and thanked Lao Dao.

"Old Dao, I'll count the old man as a hexagram, right?"

Before Tu Xiaoxun got up, Uncle Guo couldn't wait to squat next to him, looking interested.

Lao Dao stroked his beard and smiled, and said to the young man: "Xun boy, you go and get busy with you, Lao Dao's business is going to open, haha!" ”

Tu Xiaoxun pursed his lips, just when someone was shouting for a drink, he was not interested in watching how Lao Dao fooled Uncle Guo, so he got up and went to work.

Unexpectedly, her mother Zhang Fen only temporarily wanted to sell out the ice cream and ice cream, but since she set up a stall in a pergola here, business is actually not bad.

In the afternoon, not only did the ice cream and soft drinks sell out, but also the ice cream with the drink was also sold.

There are still a few sticks of ice cream left, and her mother Zhang Fen is happy, and she doesn't plan to sell it out, and is ready to leave it for her son.

In the evening, when it was time for dinner, the old people all dispersed early and went home, and the old way of fortune-telling on the beach had already closed and disappeared.

Dad was about to come back from work, Mom Zhang Fen went back to cook, and Tu Xiaoxun saw that no one came to buy cold drinks, so he began to close the stall.

Chirping!

The pergola was closed, and suddenly a police car drove into the alley and stopped in front of the cold drink stand.

saw the tall and burly, wearing sunglasses and looking cold and fierce female police officer Zhao Yingqi got out of the car and walked over.

Tu Xiaoxun was a little surprised: "Sister police officer, what's the matter with you?" ”