Cake Shao silently praised his wit.

Although I was very depressed when I was robbed of the tram, I also encountered a good thing after waking up, so I completed the goal first and then called the police.

He limped forward with the cake cutting stall, in broad daylight, there was no one on the old street for half a day, and he would not go one more step here in the past, selling cut cakes here, that would inevitably be lost.

I will come here today, not because of a whim, but for a purpose.

Looking ahead, his destination was ten meters in front of him, and there was a paper shop.

I took a look at it, took out another photo and compared it, yes, this is it.

Pushing the stall forward, making a pair of preparations to open here, his eyes looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, he secretly took out a key from his pocket.

However, before he could act, he saw the door of the hotel on the opposite side open, and out of it came an old way.

Cake Shao hurriedly stuffed the key back into his pocket, picked up the knife, looked around, and made a look of waiting for someone to buy the cake.

"Selling cut cakes, no sweetness, no money, no stickiness, no money!" Cake Shao shouted at the top of his voice.

Lao Dao on the other side walked straight over, his eyes swept over the cut cakes on the stall, and then stared at the cake with a smile.

"Little brother, you don't have good legs, and you're still blind!"

Cake Shao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this old way to scold people.

"Old Dao, why are you scolding people in vain? I have a pair of eyes of 2.5, and I shoot brightly with my spirits, and I run with a pair of legs to chase the wind like an arrow! Time flies! I don't know how good it is! ”

Qilin Daoren's expression was strange, "Why are you limping to tell me to chase the wind like an arrow?" ”

Cake Shao said embarrassedly: "I was robbed yesterday, not only was the tram gone, but I was also beaten badly, my leg was limping, it was because of the pain!" ”

Qilin Daoren was stunned for a moment, is it so miserable?

It's all been beaten like this, why don't you take care of your injuries at home, why are you here to join in the fun?

Isn't this a clear way to tell the old man that there is something wrong with your kid!

In fact, I have been able to stone hammer this kid before, who has a problem with it, who does business and comes to such a place where I don't see half a person for half a day? And why don't you put the stall in front of the store that does the business of the dead?

Isn't it good for you to sell cut cakes to the dead and go to morgues and crematoriums?

And this kid just looked like he was probing his brain and sneaking around, and he knew that something was wrong at a glance.

The Qilin Daoist pursed his lips, motioned for the cake to come over, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, the old man pinched his fingers, your blood disaster has not passed, there is a catastrophe coming soon, do you believe it or not?" ”

Hearing this, Cake Shao stared at the Qilin Daoist in surprise, "Old Dao, are you a fortune teller?" ”

Qilin Daoist smiled: "No." ”

Cake Shao was stunned, didn't you put a yarn on Lao Tzu!

Qilin Daoren: "Although I am not a fortune teller, you have to believe me what I just said." ”

Cake Shao said dumbfoundedly: "Why?!" ”

The Qilin Taoist beckoned and said mysteriously: "You come out of the stall, I'll tell you why." ”

Cake Shao now just wanted to send Lao Dao away quickly, and decided that Lao Dao would cooperate with him in whatever he said, took a deep breath, and walked out of the cake cutting stall.

But as soon as he came out, he didn't wait for him to react.

A mouthful of ten-year-old sticky phlegm hit his face, directly covering his 2.5 eyes.

Then the Qilin Taoist took off a shoe, held it in his hand, and skillfully waved it.

Bang Bang Bang!

Cake Shao's eyes were glued with old sticky phlegm, and what he saw was chaos, and then a set of board shoes called his face three times, only to feel that his head was dizzy, and he fell to the ground with a blank face.

Qilin Daoist indifferently kicked on his shoes and shook off the dust, "Now you believe it, because the old man is your calamity." ”

The Qilin Daoist, who hadn't eaten breakfast before noon, grabbed a piece of cut cake and said lightly: "The old man said that if you don't use your hands, you don't need to use your hands." Let's chirp, chirp, chirp... The tiger passed by a pot of goods to the ground (the old man is a man who does what he says)..."

"What the hell am I ...... You, you're sick with a snake spirit!! ”

Cake Shao, who finally reacted, collapsed in his heart, and tried his best to wipe the saliva on his face with both hands, and then looked at the old sticky phlegm with yellowed fingertips with a blurred vision, and roared angrily.

Qilin Daoist was frightened by the sudden voice of the cake Shao, rolled his eyes and slowed down for a while before he recovered, threw the remaining half of the cut cake in his hand, and wiped his mouth.

shook off the dust, and said indifferently: "Say it!" ”

Cake Shao looked confused.

The Qilin Daoist bent down, held the board shoes in his hand again, and glared, "Say it or not!" ”

The cake boy who was broken down in his heart cried, "What do you want me to say!" Why do you ask! ”

"Say what?"

Qilin Daoist was stunned, he didn't know?

Mr. Lin Quan didn't tell him what to ask?

Thinking about it, it seems that I hung up the phone a little urgently, but don't hang up without waiting for Mr. Lin Quan to finish speaking, right?

I rub, it's a little embarrassing!

If you call Mr. Lin Quan now to ask, wouldn't it seem that you are frizzy and unreliable?

No, absolutely not, you have to hug your thighs for whatever you say! Mr. Lin Quan can't be allowed to question himself.

Qilin Daoist thought for a moment and asked, "What is your origin?" ”

Cake Shao only felt extremely unlucky, what, what is the matter in the past two days!

I didn't want to answer, but I looked at the old Taoist priest who was holding the board shoes in his hand and glaring angrily, thinking that if he didn't say it, this would definitely be another set of board shoes combo, maybe he would have to bring another mouthful of old sticky phlegm, forget it, the hero will not suffer the loss in front of him.

"My name is Gao Tianyan, the people in the rivers and lakes send few nicknamed cakes, and I am a person from Wan District, Nanshi, and I sell cut cakes professionally."

After saying it helplessly, he saw that the Qilin Daoist was still staring at him, "Also, do you like to pause when you speak?" ”

Seeing that the shoes were raised, Cake Shao hurriedly said: "I like to drink beer, and the bottle will always break when I touch it...... Well, I also like to go to the big waves to pan the sand, where the girls are all talents, the massage skills are good, and the words are good. ”

"Big waves?"

Qilin Daoren's eyes lit up, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend, but it's a pity that you and I have a different position now, otherwise I would like to sit down with you and have a good exchange!" ”

"No, why did you pause again?"

Cake Shao cried and mourned, "I'm done with everything I should have said!" What do you want to hear? Why don't I tell you everything from my memory to the present? ”

The Qilin Daoist groaned, then nodded hesitantly.

Cake is helpless, encountering a snake essence disease, meeting a mouthful of old sticky phlegm plus board shoes three times, like to ask people inexplicable questions, really unlucky.

I can't afford to be sick with the snake spirit, so I can't help it, so let's say, "When I was three years old......