Chapter 2 Take me home, I can give you fortune
In reality, however, she couldn't.
Ji Jiu just wanted to give Fu Qi a punch and let him know what education from the ancestors was, so he saw through her intentions, his slender neck leaned back slightly, and his other hand easily grabbed her hand entirely.
The rabbit tried to retract his hand, looking confused: ???
Exercise?
What about Lao Tzu's power!!
Forget about sealing my spells, do you want me to be killed directly by the scum by turning me into wastewood!
You're done, old man!
When I go back, I'll bite off all your marriage threads for you!
"Are you going to beat my brother?"
The touch of the palm is soft and unlikely, just like boneless chicken feet that have just come out of the pot. The young man lowered his eyes, staring at the little girl's white and tender fingertips, and his lips suddenly picked up, pulling out a beautiful smile full of evil intentions.
The voice is low and slightly hoarse.
"No, your clothes are dirty, I'll pat you."
Ji Jiu adheres to the idea of "those who know the times are handsome", and she is not hard when she should be cowardly, she blinked her eyes innocently, pouted, and pretended to blow at his neckline.
Fu Qi: "......"
He shook the placket of his clothes, let go of his hand, patted her head again like a dog, and swept his cold gaze over the people lying on the ground, and glanced at Jiang Shen.
Then he grabbed the rabbit's back collar with his big hand and carried the man out of the alley.
"It's not early, let's go home, your mother should be in a hurry."
"Isn't there something wrong with you?"
What the hell you.
Ji Jiu tugged at the corner of his clothes, and almost didn't come up in one breath.
It's this dog man, and he's challenging her patience all the time.
Today, she doesn't take out the carrot and him out! She is a rabbit fairy!
The young man raised his eyebrows calmly, and subconsciously had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this little girl, so he rarely showed a good temper: "Well, my brother is sick, go home quickly." β
After finishing speaking, he turned around indifferently, raised his legs, frowned, and walked in another direction.
ββ¦β¦β
Ji Jiu stomped on Jio, feeling that if he was with him, he would definitely be angry and lose his life. But this was her first day on earth, and she had no place to live, nor could she wave her hand and conjure up a house for her to nest in.
So she snorted and followed, and directly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Fu Qi paused, felt that the corner of his clothes was being dragged by an unknown creature, his eyes narrowed, and there was some anger hidden between his eyebrows.
"What are you doing with me?"
This guy is so fierce.
Ji Jiujiu knew that she couldn't beat Fu Qi now, so she didn't act as presumptuous as she did at the beginning, she didn't know the bottom of her heart.
So she gently put the corners of Fu Qi's dirty clothes into her arms, and blinked her eyes: "Fu Qi, take me home." β
"For Lao Tzu, I inexplicably calculated my life and begged Lao Tzu?"
Fu Qi frowned, his smooth and delicate jaw was slightly raised, his knuckles were slightly bent, he rubbed the tip of his nose lazily, his voice was low and indifferent, slightly revealing a little ruffian.
"I won't lie to you...... I know you don't have any money. β
"I know that my brother has no money, so I came to deceive my brother?"
The boy stood with one hand in his pocket, staring down at the dirty corner of the girl's palm. He looked at the clean fabric on her body that was not as white and soft as fine dust, and sneered.
"Fu Qi, seriously, you can take me home."
"No."
Fu Qi's eyebrows raised, and his eyes as deep as ink reflected the girl's simple and well-behaved face, and he turned his words again, "Why should I take you back?" β
Ji Jiu blinked, and honestly said what she found most attractive: "I can give you fortune." β
The young man had a "teasing Lao Tzu" expression, Qingjun's deep eyes were covered with a layer of mist called irritability, he reached out and directly pulled the corner of his clothes out of the little girl's hand, and his tone was a little impatient: "Is wealth and fortune something that you can turn when you say it?" Does Lao Tzu look like a poor man who is short of money? Lao Tzu's family lives in a large villa in Linjiang, is there a lack of money? β
ββ¦β¦ Lack. Ji Jiu whispered the truth, "Whether I can transfer your fortune or not is not necessarily, but you are really poor." β
Also a large villa near the river.
It is clear that he lives in an underground cabin.
However, she felt that it was quite shocking to tell the truth, so she swallowed the truth empathetically, blinked her eyes, and pretended to be well-behaved.
"All that can be transported are koi." The young man's eyebrows were lightly raised, the corners of his lips were hooked, his slender fingertips were slightly raised, he pointed to Nanhu not far away, and sneered, "Do you need me to throw you down and let you and your koi friends love each other?" β
He really felt that he had never had such good patience, let alone faced a fool with a bad brain.
Ji Jiu whispered the truth: "Koi is not as good as me." β
"If Lao Tzu wants to turn his fortune, why don't you go home and worship the God of Wealth, you are better than the God of Wealth?"
"I'm better than the old man!"
Ji Jiu blurted out, and was forced out of the truth by Fu Qi, and the air was quiet for two seconds before she pointed at herself consciously.
β¦β¦ She is also the god of wealth.
But she's not an old man.
Fu Qi's forehead twitched uncontrollably several times, and he looked at the passers-by eating melons and watching a play, standing casually, and his dusty fingertips directly covered her mouth, and his movements did not show pity at all.
He's just afraid that this guy will say something that makes him look like two insane.
"Okay, Lao Tzu can't take you home."
"Not now!"
The girl's voice was staggered, but the two words thrown out were unusually firm.
Fu Qi withdrew his hand, raised his eyebrows, his face was full of impatience, and there was a faint sign of anger on his face: "What the hell do you want Lao Tzu to do?" β
"I'm hungry."
"If you're hungry, go home and find your motherβ"
What a obsessive idea, he actually said he was going to take a fool home.
"Fu Qi, I'll give you another hexagram! If you leave me alone today, you will die for the rest of your life!" β
Ji Jiu didn't want to tell the truth, but if she didn't say it, she would starve to death tonight......
After all, if you lose your mana, you don't go hungry.
The little girl blinked and looked at him, there was no fear of him in those clean pupils, Fu Qi frowned and stared at her for a long time before grabbing the child's back collar again.
"It's okay to give food, don't think Lao Tzu can't pick the ground."
"Definitely not pick-"
- Fart.
Ji Jiu was pinched by Fu Qi, staring at the dirty and messy small restaurant and falling into deep thought.
When she lived in heaven, the West Pavilion was not so shocking.
So she glanced at the "There is a chance to be free" activity posted on the restaurant across the road, tugged at his sleeve, and pointed decisively to that side.
"I'm going to eat that!"
Fu Qi frowned and looked in the direction of her finger, his eyebrows jumped, and he still decided to throw away this loser thing.
Ji Jiu rubbed her hands, her eyes sparkled, and she felt that she had to let Fu Qi see what the basic professionalism of the God of Wealth was: "I know you are poor, but you look at that free order activity-"
"That's a promotional trick to deceive children," Fu Qi laughed coldly, indifferent, "It's a fool like you who deceives." β