"Don't say you don't know, I heard what you said that day, you said that the one named Li Xiaoyan killed three little girls, and two of them were almost recognized by everyone." The old gentleman said.

Quan Shengnan frowned and said: "Don't rely on the old man to talk nonsense, I obviously said that she killed three little girls!" Whether she is a murderer or not, that's the job of the police, and I can't convict anyone with a word! ”

The old fortune teller tried hard to recall, as if it was really like what she said, she never said that Li Xiaoyan killed people!

Who is suspected of Li Xiaoyan killing the baby girl? They are all Li Xiaoyan's neighbors!

This girl is too smart and cautious, isn't she? Word by word.

"It seems that you girl is really my Taoist!" The old fortune teller was full of emotion, "My old man, now is the world of you young people, it can really be described as a generation of new people replacing old people." ”

Kwon Shengnan gave him a blank look, how many times have he said that she is different from him.

The old fortune teller doesn't think so, they all set up stalls on the side of the road, it's strange that they are not the same!

He often gives fortune tellers and his eloquence is very good, and now there are no passers-by who stop to tell their fortunes, he is there to talk endlessly, from the I Ching Tao Te Ching to astronomy and geography, from numerology to Feng Shui, I don't understand that I feel particularly profound, and experts such as Quan Shengnan know that he is reading according to the book, and he has no opinions of his own.

Quan Shengnan looked at him and gushed, he was not thirsty, he was thirsty.

So, Quan Shengnan took out his thermos cup from his backpack, tested the temperature of the water, and swallowed it slowly and methodically, until the old gentleman felt that he was thirsty.

"Little girl, no one will come to patronize this time, you give me the math and see what the fate of my life is."

Listening to the old gentleman's words, Quan Shengnan glanced at him twice, and said crisply: "We have no chance, you, please be smart!" ”

"You girl is so weird, you don't want any hexagram money sent to the door! I've got a hundred bucks ready. As he spoke, the old gentleman took out his wallet from his arms, took out a hundred-yuan bill and waved it in front of Quan Shengnan.

The wallet and Kwon Seung-nan's wallet belong to the same brand, and they are very incompatible with the old man's current identity.

Quan Shengnan's eyes rolled, "I have nothing to do with this hundred yuan, and you, you have no fate!" ”

"What do you mean?"

When a sentence fell, a sudden gust of wind blew, and the old gentleman didn't hold the money in fright, and watched it fly away!

The ticket that was swept into the air by the wind was like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering on its feet, and the old gentleman couldn't reach it when he stood up and jumped, and finally watched it turn over a few times and fall lightly under the bridge.

The old gentleman hurried to the side of the bridge, and leaned on the railing to see the banknote floating on the water.

Drift with the water and fade away.

At this point, the wind stops.

"My hundred dollars!" The old gentleman screamed and beat his chest!

Quan Shengnan snickered, and just put the thermos cup back in his backpack, the old gentleman turned his face to see her, and ran to her angrily, his pace was vigorous, not at all like the old man in the sixtieth year.

"Little girl! You know I'm ruined, why don't you remind me? A hundred, that's a hundred! I had to tell fortunes for 10 people to earn 100 dollars. It's good for you, you let me lose a hundred dollars in one sentence! The old gentleman was heartbroken.

Kwon Seung-nan almost laughed, but when he saw the old gentleman's painful feet, he had to forcibly hold back.