After listening to Li Xiaobao's words, Lao Dao was full of approval, but if the calculation is not accurate, it should not be too much, and a thousand yuan will be done.

Li Xiaobao grinned: "A word is out!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!" said Lao Dao, with a smile on his face.

Zhang Ling looked a little curious on the side, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Li Xiaobao looked at the old Taoist priest seriously, thinking in his heart, you old guy, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up?

The old Taoist priest looked at your Xiaobao and said with a smile: "The young man is quite confident, don't you think you have won the thousand yuan of the poor road?"

Li Xiaobao laughed: "That's!"

"Okay, you can show the poor Dao!" The old Taoist priest smiled, seemingly very interested in what Li Xiaobao would give him.

Immediately afterwards, Li Xiaobao closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and pretended to pinch his fingers.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Old fellow, you haven't taken a bath for a long time, have you?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but say: "You are called fortune telling." ”

Li Xiaobao spread his hands: "Where am I not called fortune telling? Am I not sure? Haven't you taken a bath for a long time?"

At this moment, the old Taoist priest glanced at Li Xiaobao in a daze, and finally said angrily: "Okay, okay, even if you calculate correctly, but you still have to calculate, can you just count this point?"

"Forget it!" Li Xiaobao smiled and pinched his fingers again. Suddenly opened his eyes: "Oh, good guy, you ate noodles this morning, right?!"

At this moment, the old Taoist priest was really shocked: "You can calculate this?"

Li Xiaobao said unashamedly: "This half-immortal knows astronomy, geography, half of the sky, and everything underground, old guy, your roots, this half-fairy, a little pinching your fingers, you can calculate anything." ”

At this moment, not only the old Taoist priest was surprised, but even Zhang Ling behind him couldn't help but widen a pair of beautiful big eyes, looking at Li Xiaobao in surprise, I don't know how this kid did it.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest's eyes rolled: "Come on, then how many hours did I sleep last night?"

Li Xiaobao rolled his eyes: "No matter, anyway, I got you right, isn't it?

The old Taoist priest stared at Li Xiaobao again and again, his face changed for a while, and he said: "It's only three things, you can calculate two things, and you still need one thing!"

"So?" Li Xiaobao said with a smile: "If I really calculate it, you are going to give me money, right?"

"Okay, as long as you calculate accurately, what if you give you money!" The old Taoist priest also seemed to have the strength to not admit defeat.

"What you said!" Li Xiaobao smiled: "This half-immortal is really counted, you eat noodles on this table today!"

The old Taoist priest was shocked, thinking that this kid was really evil!

But in an instant, the old Taoist priest saw the table, and there was still a piece of noodles left on the tablecloth.

At this time, the old Taoist's face instantly collapsed, and he said with a dark face: "You kid is cheating!"

Li Xiaobao was suddenly unhappy: "I am willing to lose the bet, I haven't even taken a bath for you for a long time, you eat noodles in the morning, and you still eat on this table are right, hurry up and give the money!"

After speaking, you, Xiaobao stretched out his hand to the old Taoist, you are injured, which one looks like giving money immediately?

The old Taoist priest's face changed and changed, black and black, and finally gritted his teeth and took out a handful of crumpled banknotes from his body.

After counting it, he pushed it to Li Xiaobao with a tangled face: "I am willing to gamble and lose, but there is only more than 100 yuan, and the rest of the poor road will give you an IOU.

Li Xiaobao staged a pause, his eyes glared: "Grass, your uncle, just give me more than 100 yuan, and give me an IOU for the rest?"

The old Taoist priest said helplessly: "I really don't have any money, just that, this is still a month's living expenses for the poor Dao." ”

Zhang Ling couldn't bear to watch it from the side, so he couldn't help but pull and pull Li Xiaobao's clothes.

Li Xiaobao rolled his eyes, stared at the more than 100 yuan, looked and looked, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the old Taoist.

Looking at the old face full of pity and sadness, Li Xiaobao sighed and said, "Forget it, the master won't embarrass you." ”

"Don't want it?" said the old Taoist priest happily.

Li Xiaobao glared at the boss, and said angrily: "Think beautiful, uncle, IOU, owe me a thousand yuan!"

At this moment, the corners of the old Taoist's eyes twitched, and he looked at Li Xiaobao with a depressed face, probably thinking in his heart, why is this kid so childish.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but speak: "Xiaobao, Dao Chief, the fortune teller is quite accurate, I was willing last time, don't be embarrassed." ”

Li Xiaobao looked at the old man's tattered, the more than 100 crumpled change that was still on the table, a messy hair, and a beard.

But he still said: "Make an IOU of two thousand!"

"Young man, you ......" The old Taoist priest seemed to be fainted by anger.

But then, I saw Li Xiaobao take out a thousand yuan and put it on the table, not angry: "Count you to borrow me, IOU." ”

"......" the old Taoist priest looked stunned.

Then, Zhang Ling showed a smiling face, fortune-telling is already mysterious, it is not clear, Zhang Ling gave this Taoist temple a thousand yuan last time, in fact, it is to see that this old Taoist priest seems to be living very badly, and the kind-hearted Zhang Ling gave money.

"Let's go?" Li Xiaobao turned his head to look at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling nodded.

Li Xiaobao took the IOU from the old Taoist priest and pulled Zhang Ling to go outside.

The old Taoist priest kept watching Li Xiaobao and the two leave the Taoist temple, and also saw that Li Xiaobao crumpled the IOU into a small ball and threw it away!

The old Taoist priest suddenly showed a little bitterness: "If you have to owe you money, no matter how much you owe it, you will owe it to that little girl......!"

The tone was a little helpless and a little weird.

Soon, the old Taoist priest took a broken umbrella, was a broken bag, walked out of the Broken Cloud Temple, looked back, and then shouted: "Master, I'm going down the mountain!"

However, there was no response, the old Taoist priest rolled his old eyes, and walked down the mountain with the broken mountain.

......

On the way back, Li Xiaobao learned from Zhang Ling that the old Taoist priest's calculation was indeed very accurate.

Li Xiaobao quipped, I will also calculate it accurately for you.

"Where are you a fortune teller, it's for others to see!" Zhang Ling said unconvinced.

"Do you think fortune telling is amazing? Most of them are the same as Chinese medicine, they almost always rely on their eyes and mouths to eat. Li Xiaobao really didn't believe it.

Lao Dao said a few words, but it was a little accurate, but people who eat on the rivers and lakes naturally have some means that ordinary people can't understand.

Li Xiaobao maintains an objective attitude towards this.

(End of chapter)