The sixth human god volume eighty-one, Dunjia seven killings (middle)
Despite this, the stall vendor was very surprised to find that Li Tiekou's mood seemed to have some problems. In the past, let alone 3,000 yuan, even if it was 30 yuan of hexagram money, it was enough to make Li Tiekou excited and boast.
However, I don't know why, Li Tiekou's spirit in the past two days seems to be a little confused and depressed, and the stall vendor even feels that Li Tiekou is afraid and hiding from something.
Normally, Li Tiekou is a person who is very good at showing off and boasting, but today all day, Li Tiekou didn't say much, even in the face of tourists who came to ask for hexagrams, Li Tiekou was lazy and seemed to send them away with a few words.
However, what surprised the vendor the most was that among the five groups of tourists today, the less Li Tiekou said, the more simple and clear he said, and the more hexagram money the tourists gave.
After looking around, seeing that the surrounding tourists were becoming scarcer, the stall vendor thought about it again and again, and finally couldn't control his curiosity, squatted down and touched Li Tiekou with the tip of his elbow, "Lao Li, Lao Li, tell me, that noble lady this afternoon, what means did you use to deceive her of more than 3,000 yuan?" ”
"In her fate, the time pillar is weak, the sun pillar is restrained, and it is divided by the moon pillar." Li Tiekou was almost a conditioned reflex, and blurted out a large number of four-pillar and eight-character terms, "In the eight characters, the time pillar is a child and was born to my sun pillar, but she is side by side with the moon pillar and the sun pillar does not stand, so she can be roughly judged that she has many brothers and sisters, and at this age, she is still married for a long time and is infertile." “
"Are you really that good? Lao Li! "The surprise of the stall vendor is definitely not a pretense. He has long been accustomed to Li Tiekou's clever tongue, and he has seen too much of how Li Tiekou skillfully transforms the topic in the gushing and gushing, and sets out the other party's information little by little, and then shows his face quietly, as if he is a real master.
The stall vendor even thought that he could be like Li Tiekou and become a hidden master.
Although he didn't know what a real hermit master should look like, he felt that he knew Li Tiekou too well. He can also do a good job of observing words and colors, so he can also do a good job.
Li Tiekou's eyes straightened, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after hesitating for a long time, he said slowly, "There are some things you can't do, let alone imagine." “
Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head, stared at the cart vendor, and then said, "Do you believe that there are immortals in this world?" “
"Believe, believe, in my opinion, you are a god." The stall vendor seemed to want to tease Li Tiekou as usual, but he looked at Li Tiekou with a look of distraction, especially Li Tiekou's eyes seemed to have a light that he couldn't understand, and the stall vendor suddenly had a feeling of palpitations.
He hesitated and thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Monsters and immortals, although I haven't seen them, I still believe in the existence of them." Otherwise, in real life, I really can't find a reason to live. “
In real life, no one knows how many people live in an illusion.
Hearing this, Li Tiekou seemed to have received some kind of comfort, he grabbed the hand of the stall vendor, and said quickly, "Let me tell you, according to my inference, there are really immortals in this world, because I have seen him with my own eyes..."
At this moment, suddenly a person was drunk and rampaged in front of Li Tiekou's stall, and his speech was slurred, "Lao Li, Lao Li, help me see, what's going on at the construction site, is it really haunted?" ”
People who are drunk tend to transcend reality, just as drug addicts hallucinate and forget reality.
Therefore, the beam foreman has been drinking desperately for the past two days. Many people will burst out of their long-suppressed emotions after drinking too much, and driven by alcohol, they will feel that some things that are difficult to talk about or avoid are actually so easy to solve.
As a result, some people turned the wine into endless nonsense, some people turned the wine into sprinkling madness, and some people turned the wine into words, so Li Bai became a poet.
But for Foreman Liang, the more he drank, the clearer and more terrifying the memory of that night. In the past, when he drank too much, he would be very excited to think of many ways to deal with the reality that he felt was unfair to himself. This time, however, he had only fear, but no excitement.
Because no matter how he thought about it, he knew that the strange light and shadow he saw was definitely not an illusion, not to mention that the worker who died the next day lived in the board room where the green light went, and was the team leader who dug up the stone tablet.
Foreman Liang's mood was very unstable, even close to collapse, he didn't dare to stay in the construction site anymore, even after six days, in different areas of the construction site, he continued to dig out five stone tablets, but no one died, but Foreman Liang's fear had reached a critical point, and he always felt that there would be greater fears.
The construction site is only across the road from the riverside scenery belt, as the best place to enjoy the cool in the middle of summer, the workers on the construction site will of course gather on the edge of the riverside scenery belt after work, blowing the river breeze and drinking cheap beer. Including Liang Gonggong, many people are familiar with Li Tiekou and other aborigines in the scenery belt.
"Foreman Liang, have you drunk too much? It's not that you don't know, Lao Li is a god stick......" The stall vendor next to Li Tiekou just snorted, and suddenly snorted, "What a heavy smell of wine, Foreman Liang, you really drink too much!" ”
Before Foreman Liang could speak, Li Tiekou suddenly stood up, he pulled Foreman Liang's right hand and glanced at it quickly, "You...... How can you still be alive? “
Foreman Liang burped and let out a puff of wine, "yes, yes, I was about to ask you?" "Apparently he really drank too much.
Li Tiekou opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, and his face became even paler.
It is also a secret room in the Huang family compound in Labor Square. The smoke of the incense was swirling, and the room was very small, with only one altar, a few pillars of incense, and a few talismans hanging on the wall.
"The stone monument on the construction site is also your handwriting? How do you do that? ”
"Of course." The white-haired and white-bearded old man said lightly: "It doesn't matter how I do it, you just need to know that people's wisdom and knowledge can sometimes solve problems better than mana and supernatural powers, but this is also the last time I will make a move." ”
Speaking of this, the old man suddenly frowned, and although his face did not change, his tone accelerated, "The seven stone tablets on the construction site are indeed placed according to the Seven Killing Formation, but this Seven Killing Formation is by no means an ordinary Dunjia Formation. (To be continued.) )