The scorching sun ruthlessly whipped the tender and fragile land below like a beast, and the road was faintly steaming, and the earth was like a steamer covered with a steamer. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What kind of weather is this, I don't let you live, it's the same as steaming buns."

On the side of a relatively remote road in Xiangjiang City, under the shade of a tree, a young man in a shorts vest muttered and complained.

This young man looks like he is in his early twenties, his skin is neither white nor black, he has a capable ball hairstyle, the outline looks very comfortable, and the eyebrows are quite delicate, but the sparse beard seems to have not been shaved for many days, which looks a little intoxicating, adding a bit of obscenity.

In front of him was a black cloth about a meter long and wide, on which were placed some wood and stone, several sharp knives of various sizes, and some unrecognizable sundries.

"Seals, lettering, excellent technology, the handsome guys and beauties you need have come to see, the price is cheap."

The young man shouted weakly in his mouth, but there were not many people on the road on such a hot day, and there were even fewer people who had the mind and the need for lettering or sealing.

This young man's name is Lu Chen, thinking that he had the lofty ambition of becoming an artist, regardless of everyone's opposition, he resolutely chose the sculpture major, studied hard for four years, just came out of the ivory tower of the university, and fell into the society like a frying pan, but ...... The slap of reality ruthlessly swollen Lu Chen's face, swollen, and swollen again.

Dreams come true.

Reality shatters ideals.

It is too difficult to find a job in a big and unpopular major like sculpture, and it is difficult to find a suitable job, even if you want to do creation, but you still have to make a living.

In desperation, Lu Chen had no choice but to set up a small stall on the small road and do some seal engraving work, although the business was cold, but it was not starving to death for the time being.

"Your sister, this damn weather, there was no business at all all morning." Lu Chen couldn't help but scold.

"Young people, it is already a kind of happiness to be able to live without illness and disaster, so why complain?"

Just as Lu Chen was complaining, an old man's voice suddenly came from the side of his ear.

Lu Chen looked to the right when he heard the sound, and an old man looked at him with a smile.

I saw that this old man was wearing a blue-gray Taoist uniform, long sleeves and trousers, with a Taoist hat on his head, and a Taiji Yin and Yang fish on the hat.

There was a white cloth erected beside him, and the pen on the cloth was written: Pinch your fingers to calculate all the things in the world, and measure all the people in the world with your eyes.

This old man, like Lu Chen, has been setting up a stall here for almost a morning, but no one cares about it, and this is the first time the two have spoken.

"Business is difficult, complain," Lu Chen smiled, looked at the old man dressed as a Taoist priest, and didn't know if the long hair and long beard were fake, but this was not the key, Lu Chen couldn't help but say: "Old man, this outfit is good, but, on such a hot day, you are too hard, are you not afraid of heat stroke if you wear so much?" ”

The old Taoist priest stroked his long beard with a smile and said, "The heart is calm and naturally cool, and the natural heat does not invade." ”

Lu Chen's eyes lit up slightly, and he only noticed at this moment that although this old Taoist priest was wearing a lot, there was no sweat on his face, which was unusual.

"Could it be that he is really a master of the world?" Lu Chen couldn't help but think.

"Old man, since you know how to tell fortunes, why don't you help me calculate the future," Lu Chen's eyes flashed with hope, and he was influenced by scientific knowledge, he originally didn't believe in these things, but when he left the school gate, the wind and rain outside had blown him into doubting life.

The old Taoist priest smiled silently, and the thin old hand held it on top of the cloth and turned it around, and the eight words on it made Lu Chen's face twitch slightly.

The reverse side of the cloth reads: One hangs three hundred, no counteroffer.

"I'll go, old man, you rob the money," Lu Chen couldn't help but say, stripping Lu Chen naked, he couldn't make up three hundred yuan.

The old Taoist priest sighed: "The iron mouth is straight off, it was originally a thousand gold, but I was shy in my pocket, and I only hung three hundred, which is already very favorable." As he spoke, the long gray hair fluttered in the back.

Lu Chen was surprised when he saw it, he didn't believe it, but at this time, there was obviously no wind, and the old Taoist's hair was unexpectedly windless, and he believed the words of the old Taoist.

After all, lambs who are lost on the road of life urgently need some positive energy to encourage their fighting spirit, even if it is chicken soup that is not nutritious.

"Huh? What is that? At this moment, Lu Chen looked at the bottom where the old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged, and a whirring sound came, and as the old Taoist priest pulled out his robe, an electric blower was revealed.

"......" Lu Chen was speechless.

If he hadn't seen this, he would have almost thought that he had met a master.

Lu Chen pursed his lips, just now he felt that this old Taoist priest had some Dao bone fairy style, but looking at him again at this moment, Lu Chen could clearly see that there were four words engraved on his forehead: charlatan.

Lu Chen didn't bother to pay attention to the old Taoist, it was already noon at this time, and when it was time to eat, he had no business today, and he didn't have money to go to the restaurant, but fortunately, there were two steamed buns left in the morning, and he barely sacrificed to the Five Organs Temple first.

Lu Chen took out the two steamed buns that were wrapped from a cardboard bag in the stall.

"Ahh......h

Lu Chen took out a steamed bun, put it in his mouth, and took a bite hard, almost choking, and suddenly felt a little cold in his heart, this life is so miserable.

But it's not bad if you're not hungry, Lu Chen was eating steamed buns, and a burst of sounds like a mouth clicking came, and when he looked sideways, it turned out to be the old Taoist priest looking at the steamed bun in his hand with shining eyes, and his throat couldn't help but agitate, as if swallowing saliva.

"I'll go, as for it," Lu Chen was a little dumbfounded, although he was a charlatan, but he was quite pitiful to eat at such an old age, he hesitated, but he still gave another steamed bun in his hand to the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest happily took it, devoured it, divided it by two, and the fist-sized steamed bun was swallowed by him, but because he ate it too fast, he was choked very lightly.

"Hey, you eat slowly, what's going on now? Don't scare me," Lu Chen was still biting the steamed bun in his mouth, and muttered when he saw this scene.

The old Taoist priest kept choking, his face was red, Lu Chen gently patted the old Taoist priest's back, wanting him to relieve his breath, his heart was flustered, he had heard a lot of news about helping the old man on weekdays, and this similar situation actually appeared to him.

"Old man, I just got out of school, and I don't have much money in my body, you don't want to blackmail me," Lu Chen said in a panic.

"What to do? What to do? There is," Lu Chen's thoughts were like lightning flashes, and suddenly his mind lit up.

In the surprised gaze of the old Taoist priest with a choking sound, Lu Chen's buttocks seemed to be equipped with a flamethrower, and in the blink of an eye, the person ran away.