Hearing that the old god stick was about to start using fortune incense, Fang Zheng looked at it with expectation.

He was still looking forward to the next effect of this fortune incense.

I saw the old god stick touch the lower half of his body and take out something,

Click.

Watching the old god stick take out a lighter and light a incense stick,

Incense sticks rise with curling white smoke,

Fang Zheng was stunned.

This is a little inconsistent with the picture he imagined, this is not an ordinary incense stick of the folk, but a fortune incense, this opening method is also so taboo, there is no special starting style or to use such as the holy fire, innate fire, samadhi true fire will be effective?

It's not lofty at all.

And!!

Fangzheng's left and right temples are beating wildly suddenly.

Everyone else lights a stick of incense.

What's the matter with your old god stick directly lighting a handful of incense?

The old god stick lit all the incense, and it was a whole hundred incense sticks, which immediately made the street smoky, choking passers-by to cover their noses and flee in a hurry.

Fang Zheng suddenly regretted a little, this unreliable old god stick, this time is unreliable.

"Ahem... Little brother, the effect of this incense is somewhat discounted, I suggest that you burn as much as possible in the future, the quality is not good, just rely on the quantity to make up, and the quantity changes cause the qualitative changes!"

In the thick smoke, the old god stick smoked and spoke, choking his snot and tears.

Fang Zheng didn't make a sound, and he didn't interrupt the old god stick, he quietly looked at the old god stick, concentrating on waiting for the effect of the fortune incense.

Next, the old god stick began to hold a handful of fortune incense in both hands, staring at the unlucky thief across the road with unblinking eyes, and began to chant words in his mouth.

The thief across the road was standing in front of a shop, cutting his nails to disguise his identity. At night, outside the entrance of the store, several battery cars are parked.

Fang Zheng thought that the old god stick was reciting a spell, but after listening to it for a while, he could tell that something was wrong.

"I want the most valuable thing on you!"

"I want the most valuable thing on you!"

......

Sure enough, the old god stick is unreliable.

I don't know if it's because the old god stick has been staring at others, but the thief who has been wandering near the battery car noticed the old god's gaze.

Then I also saw a handful of incense in the hand of the old god stick, and I was so angry that my mouth was crooked, isn't this a pure curse to my death?

The thief glared at the old god stick viciously, and the warning was obvious.

But the old god stick, who was so smoked with tears and snot that he was wiping his eyes, lowered his head and wiped his eyes, and did not see the thief glaring at him viciously.

The thief saw that the old god stick was so uninteresting, he rushed directly across the road, and found the old god stick with a ruthless look: "Old thing, if you don't want to be beaten, get out of here." ”

The old god took a light look at the thief who was threatening him, and then naturally fell to the ground, scaring the thief.

He saw that the people around him were all pointing at him, and the thief cried with strange eyes: "Don't make trouble, I didn't touch you at all, you fell by yourself." ”

The old god stick was still lying on the ground and could not get up.

The thief was so frightened that he fled, and he didn't even steal the battery, for fear that the old god stick on the ground would really rely on him.

Running too fast, ding, dropping an item.

Fang Zheng looked at it and was immediately amused.

It was the nail clippers in the thief's hand that fell to the ground.

Looking at the nail clippers that fell on the ground, the face of the old god stick turned green on the spot.

"Old god stick, your incense is almost burned out, and the thief has disappeared, could it be that the treasure that the thief has lost is this nail clipper, right?"

Fang Zheng deliberately bit his nails and cut three words, and teased with a smile on his face.

I don't know if this incense stick, whether it is the relationship between the materials, it burns very quickly, and in a few minutes, it has already burned fast and only the last piece of thin wooden skewer remains.

"This time it's a mistake!!"

"It is possible that the thief was originally poor, and the only thing of value on him was this pair of nail clippers. Whoever is the poorest in this world must be a thief, because thieves are poor!"

The green-faced old god stick, after getting up again, stalked his neck and defended himself, and then saw him reach out and take out a new incense stick again.

At this time, Fang Zheng noticed that on the ground on the other side of the old god's body, there was a black bag.

The fortune incense was taken out of the black bag.

The battery thief was scared away by the old god stick's touch on porcelain, and this time, the old god stick changed to another target.

This time it was a woman who was dressed up stylishly and brightly dressed.

The woman was crossing the zebra crossing, throwing garbage at the same time, throwing away the wipes used to wipe the sweat from her palms along the way, and threw them all the way.

"That's you!"

The old god stick began to continue burning incense, and there was another miasma of black smoke on the side of the road, and white smoke billowed out.

I don't know, I thought something was burning here, whether it was on fire.

Fang Zheng listened carefully, this time the old god stick changed the spell.

"Don't do nail clippers this time!"

"Don't do nail clippers this time!"

......

At this time, the woman who had been throwing wet wipes all the way had already crossed the zebra crossing, and she saw that the old god stick had been staring at her, and she was still holding the incense in her hand for the dead, and her face became ugly.

"Look at it, you old thing who is still stinking and shameless!"

"This thing in your hand is annoying to look at, do you deliberately want to curse me to die early!"

Pedal Pedal Ped

She stepped on high heels, and she was menacing and wanted to snatch the incense from the old god's hand.

As a result, because of the late weather, the high heels were really good to step on the ditch cover on the side of the road, the heel was stuck in the grille, and the foot was broken, and the person fell to the ground on both knees, and kowtowed to the old god stick by the way.

Founder: "......"

Old Stick: "......"

In the end, the well-dressed woman, with her knees torn and cried, took a taxi to the hospital.

Fang Zheng looked at the old god stick with strange eyes: "Old god stick, is your spelling Xi Xi version of fortune incense reliable?"

"The first person dropped a nail clipper. ”

"The second person is a goddaughter who has been recognized for nothing. ”

"How do I feel, your luck incense, there has never been a passing by. ”

At this time, the old god stick, his face was dark, and the results of the fortune incense were different from what he imagined twice in a row, but he could imagine how depressed he was, and at this time he was excited by Fang Zheng, and he was very unconvinced: "You can do it, you come." ”

"If you rely on fortune incense, little brother, you can earn a hundred today... No, if I can earn a thousand today, I'll just run naked. ”

"I don't believe in the old way, it's all the same luck incense, the old way I can only pick up the life of nail clippers, but you can pick up the money. ”

As he spoke, the old god stick had already stuffed a handful of incense into Fang Zheng's hand.

"Well, you said it yourself. Fang Zheng took the lighter and prepared to light incense.

He faintly looked forward to it, what would the fortune incense bring him?