The words of the fortune teller made Jing Ming and the others speechless for a long time.

The scene fell silent in an instant, but at this moment, in the flow of people on the street, two delicate young ladies suddenly turned out.

Maybe it was because he saw the excitement in this side and surrounded some people, so he ran over with a thief's head, as if he wanted to find out.

I saw a little lady on the left, with a face like a spring peach, a small nose and a small mouth, and a pair of big beautiful eyes, which seemed to bloom forever, and the oil of wisdom was shining.

And the little lady on the right, with moon eyebrows and starry eyes, is as tranquil as a lotus, she and another little lady, on the contrary, seem to always have a trace of laziness in her eyes, as if she can't wake up for eight hundred years.

These two young ladies are all dressed in black veils, and they are about fifteen or sixteen years old.

That's really: the female grows two hundred and eighty-one flowers, and the bees come to disturb the butterflies; No, such a delicate little lady, once she ran here, behind her buttocks, she was followed by countless wild bees and butterflies, and suddenly surrounded this small space.

But I don't know why, those wild bees and butterflies, although their brother has wolf eyes, no one dares to get too close, obviously they have suffered the loss of these two little girls.

As soon as the two of them showed their heads, they happened to meet the old fortune teller, looked at Zhu Li with a smile, and asked seriously: "Xiao Langjun, I don't know what your ambition is?" ”

Perhaps considering Zhu Li, his current mind is damaged, so the old gentleman hurriedly added: "It is to level the four seas and calm the world; Or do you support the army and gather one side? ”

Such a formal inquiry, since Zhu Li woke up, he encountered it for the first time, only to see him timidly glanced at the old man, hung his head shyly, put his hands cramped in front of him, and constantly fiddled with the corners of his clothes, in a voice as thin as a gnat, with a touch of shyness: "My ambition, my ambition, that is, is to eat a lot, a lot of barbecue, and a lot of sauce pig's trotters." ”

As soon as this answer came out, Jing Ming and the others' faces immediately turned black and blue, even Zhou Ran was no exception, that was the lord they swore to follow, his ambition was to eat a lot of barbecue and pig's trotters, which made them embarrassed.

"Poof, hahaha." But when this answer was heard in the ears of outsiders, there was an immediate explosion.

Among them, the most cheerful laugh belongs to the little lady with full of eyes, I saw her suddenly reach out to cover her little belly, and her body suddenly bowed into a shrimp shape, and the smile was simply trembling and leaning forward, and the onlookers were all sideways.

And the other little lady next to her also looked happy, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but she was more reserved, and when she saw her senior sister laughing so wildly, she patted the laughing little lady a little shyly, and reminded: "Senior sister, don't laugh so crazy, look at the stinky men around you, they are all looking at you." ”

"Besides, this idiot's ideal is a fight with your senior sister, and you still laugh at others."

These two people are none other than the two sisters Mo Wenlan and Mo Yangyang.

For their grand plan, kidnapping the general and asking for money, these two little girls, from Maozhou, all the way south, wearing stars and moons, abducting and deceiving, throwing off many senior brothers and sisters, and finally let them take the lead and rushed to Huichuan.

Listening to Zhu Li's ideals, Wen Lan laughed without any image, but before she finished laughing, she was choked by Sunshine's words and coughed repeatedly, almost choking on tears.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Vinlan is not easy

stopped coughing, immediately made a pretty face, looked at the sunshine and said, "What nonsense, dead girl, how can that fool's ideal be compared with your senior sister and me." ”

"Senior sister's ideal, that is: eat all the folk flavors, taste all over the world; The imperial court is appetizing, and the peach garden is asleep. "That idiot only likes barbecue and sauce pig's trotters, how can he have the ideals of his senior sister."

After saying the arrogant and magnificent ideal, Wen Lan also raised her little head suddenly, and pointed her nose at Zhu Li, pretending to be contemptuous.

But after listening to her words, Jing Ming and the others with black faces turned even darker, and they all secretly slandered themselves in their hearts, you are also called ideals; It's delicious, you can say it, it's so high-end, atmospheric, and high-grade, it is conceivable that when foodies meet you, they have to call their ancestors.

With this thought in their hearts, the eyes of several people looking at Wen Lan became weird, just like seeing a little pig with two horns, with indescribable contempt.

Some people despise it, and naturally some people favor it, and there are two people in the field, looking at Vinland's eyes, which is very different.

One of them, of course, is an old fortune teller, he is not an ordinary person, and this old gentleman has a quirk, that is, looking at people, only looking at what is pleasing to the eye, and now he heard Wen Lan say this, and he was immediately impressed by Wen Lan.

Everyone has ideals, but who would depict their ideals so atmosphericly, obviously, Vinlan in front of him is one.

And the other one who looks at Wen Lan differently is naturally Zhu Li, although Zhu Li's mind is damaged now, he is also the master who has ever been closest to entering the mysteries, and his eyesight is very sharp.

Wen Lan's nose was towards him, and he looked along the other party's neck, at this time, I saw him suddenly point to Wen Lan's chin and said: "Good-looking young lady, your chin is so greasy, it seems to be lard, well, and it smells of pig's trotters in sauce." ”

As soon as this sentence was said, the sunshine next to Wen Lan suddenly "poof", bent down, covered his stomach, laughed with flowers and branches, and his eyes flashed with tears: "Hahaha, senior sister, haha, you are embarrassed now." ”

When the others heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and even Jing Ming, who had always been serious, couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

When Wen Lan heard this, she suddenly lowered her head, and after Zhu Li said this, she hurriedly stretched out her little hand to wipe it, and this wipe was really a handful of lard.

In front of the public, she was called to break the embarrassment, which made her instantly pink and dark, hanging her little head, and could only stare at Zhu Li from the gap in her hair, staring at Zhu Li with a posture of wanting to tear the other party's mouth apart.

Not long ago, she and Sunshine did have a free lunch, it was the sauce pig's trotters, at that time the food was too fierce, and there was no money to pay the bill, in order to eat and drink for nothing, she hurriedly ran away, and really didn't notice that there was still oil on her chin.

If she didn't look up, others wouldn't notice it, but just now, in order to show off, she deliberately raised her little head and despised Zhu Li, and she happened to be seen clearly by the sharp-eyed Zhu Li.

Fortunately, at this time, the old man who told the fortune walked towards Wenlan and said gently: "Little lady, old man, look at you, you are the person I am looking for." ”

As he spoke, the old gentleman shook his right hand, and a dry black branch appeared in his hand, and the old man casually handed this branch to Wen Lan, and said sincerely: "Since the lady is destined, then this piece of magic glue will be given to the lady." ”

An old guy, holding one in his hand, looked like a random dry branch, and handed it to her like a baby, Wenlan's lungs were about to explode, she was on fire and had nowhere to sprinkle, and this old man came to tease herself.

Just as she was about to spray the other party, Zhou Ran, who was standing on the side, suddenly stared at the branch curiously, looked at the fortune teller suspiciously, and said puzzledly: "Wanling glue, shouldn't it be an ointment, how is it a dead branch?" ”

When the fortune teller heard this, he glanced at him angrily, and said loudly: "Snails are also cows, have you ever seen people plough the land and use snails to pull plows?" ”

Zhou Ran choked on the sentence "uh" and was dumbfounded.

The old man was obviously worried about Zhou Ran, who had called him an old man one by one before, and continued: "As for why it is called Wanling Glue, since I got this thing, the old man doesn't know what it is called, so he casually named it, do you have any opinions?" ”

"Uh, no." Zhou Ran said.

The conversation between the two was heard in Wen Lan's ears, and she instantly felt that there was something wrong with this branch.

For some reason, she stretched out her hand like a ghost, took the withered branch-like "magic glue", and by the way, she also thanked the old man who told the fortune.

Seeing such a well-behaved and polite Wenlan, the old gentleman nodded with satisfaction, and when the matter was done, he wanted to leave, standing on one side of the road for a long time, he stretched out his arms straight, and suddenly stopped in front of the fortune teller, and asked: "Sir, didn't you say, my family Langjun, if you answered your question, you will give this magic glue to my family Langjun, why did you give it to this greedy little lady." ”

After speaking, Lu Changchang glanced at Wen Lan contemptuously, so angry that Wen Lan gritted her teeth, but the facts were there, and she couldn't argue, blaming Zhu Li, telling the fact that there was lard in her chin, so that she could only glance at Lu Changchang angrily, turned her head arrogantly, and ignored the other party.

Lu Chang asked what Zhou Ran, Guo Dalu and others wanted to ask, so everyone looked at the fortune teller, as well as the two who came out of nowhere, Wen Lan and Sunshine, their eyes were full of unkindness.

When the old fortune teller heard this, he said indifferently: "The old man once said that the old man's treasure is only given to those who are destined; Just now, Xiao Langjun and this little lady have described their ambitions, do you think Xiao Langjun's ambitions are qualified to get the baby? ”

Facing the old gentleman's questioning, several people, including Jing Ming, glanced at Zhu Li in a complicated manner, and lamented in their hearts, a person with the ambition of eating barbecue and sauce pig's trotters really didn't seem to be qualified to get the baby.

Thinking of this, Jing Ming waved his hand to stop Lu Chang's obstruction of the old man, and arched his hand: "I'm sorry, since my family Langjun has nothing to do with this Wanling Jiao, if we leave Mr. difficult because of this, it will be nonsense, sir, please do it." ”

When the old gentleman heard this, he glanced at Jing Ming again with great meaning, and said loudly: "Haha, General Jing is still well aware of righteousness, but you don't have to worry about the heavy blow of your Langjun." ”

"If good and evil are not rewarded, there will be selfishness; People are doing it, the sky is watching, for this Lang Jun, this is his calamity, and it is also a hurdle in his life. ”

"If you break through, you will go further; If you can't break through, you will be happy if you have enough food and drink all your life, isn't it also a kind of happiness? As soon as the words were exhausted, the old fortune teller stopped staying, went straight into the crowd, and disappeared without a trace, not even his fortune-telling stall.