The two walked all the way, attracting countless curious glances.

Gu Changsheng didn't care, his pace was still not recognized, and he was very arrogant.

And the black chicken brother in the back has turned red, and he uses a wooden sign to cover his face tightly.

After a while, Brother Wuji couldn't help it, and asked out loud: "Gu ...... Uncle Gu, are you sure you can really get rich? ”

"I've succeeded in cultivating the Great Yan Technique, that's natural, you can rest assured."

Gu Changsheng opened his eyes and said nonsense, and he didn't breathe for a while.

The reason why he set up a fortune telling stall is very simple, he just wants to practice the Great Yan Technique...... In his mouth, it became that the Great Yan Technique had been cultivated.

Brother Wuji thought about the young ladies of the maid coffee shop, gritted his teeth, and left his shame behind.

"Then, where are we going?"

Gu Changsheng heard Brother Wuji's question, and replied casually: "Fan Pavilion, no matter where you go, Fan Pavilion is the only way to go, there is a large flow of people, and there will be more opportunities to do business." ”

Brother Wuji nodded in agreement.

Gu Changsheng's calm and calm posture gave Brother Wuji a lot of confidence, and he was already thinking about which young lady to order when the time came.

"The little round legs are long, Ah Zi X is big, Sister Nuan Nuan is gentle, and Xiaoxi is cute...... Which one should you choose when the time comes? ”

One beautiful face after another appeared in his mind, and tears flowed from the corners of Brother Wuji's mouth.

It didn't take long for the two of them to come to the door of the Fan Pavilion.

Brother Wuji ran into the Fan Pavilion, requisitioned the tables and chairs of the Fan Pavilion without hesitation, and moved out.

Gu Changsheng didn't shirk much, sat down with a golden knife, and thrust the disguise into the ground beside him.

The robe shook, the compass with his left hand rotated, and he sat upright.

Brother Wuji stood aside with a sign and a very serious expression.

The two stared at the monks passing by.

Fang Yuan's little Taoist priest was robbed of the table and chairs, occupying the façade, and he didn't dare to make a noise at all.

He stood aside blankly with a peachwood fan, looking at Gu Changsheng and Brother Wuji.

Look at Gu Changsheng's momentum, look at the loli diagram on Brother Wuji's clothes, and then look at the lines of the charlatans on the guise.

Little Daoist Fang Yuan finally couldn't help it, and whispered his thoughts: "Little Senior Uncle, Senior Brother Wuji, you look like a liar at the entrance of the village." ”

Gu Changsheng frowned when he heard this, and examined his and Brother Wuji's behavior.

It does seem to be a little less flavorful......

Looking at the fan in the little Taoist's hand, Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yuan lost his love fan.

Gu Changsheng asked Brother Wuji to find a few more fish.

After a while, Gu Changsheng pointed to the water fan, and the fish in the fan swam, which was very mysterious.

Gu Changsheng's left hand lightly covered the compass, and his right hand slightly fanned the water fan, finally gaining a little momentum, attracting the attention of the monks.

Closing his eyes freely, Gu Changsheng waited for the arrival of someone who was destined.

……

The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow is in the sky.

Brother Wuji's face was full of despair, holding a wooden card, looking at Gu Changsheng with resentment, and his mind was full of one sentence: Damn, you were fooled.

On the wooden sign, "Chenghui 1,000 Yuan" has been blacked out, and it has been replaced with "Chenghui 500 Yuan".

"Chenghui 500 yuan" was also crossed out, and "Chenghui 100 yuan" was written next to it.

What is surprising is that "Chenghui 100 yuan" has also been erased......

In short, the content on the wooden sign now is like this.

"I am looking at the little uncle in person, asking for divination and fortune telling, and sincerely benefiting ten yuan."

But there was still no one to tell the fortune.

Gu Changsheng was slightly embarrassed and embarrassed.

Fortune telling in a place full of Taoist priests, as if the market is not very good......

With a long sigh, Gu Changsheng was still stiff-mouthed: "You change your clothes tomorrow, your two-dimensional big T-shirt is not convincing." ”

Brother Wuji's face is full of disdain, the fool will only follow tomorrow.

He put away the stolen compass with a dark face, left the cover to Gu Changsheng, and walked towards Ling Xiaozi's house without saying a word.

Gu Changsheng's face was a little embarrassed, he put away his things and put them aside, picked up the tables and chairs and walked towards the Fan Pavilion.

Xiao Fangyuan, who was dozing off at the door, was awakened and rubbed his eyes to look at Gu Changsheng.

"Uncle Xiao is going to close the stall? Will you come back tomorrow? ”

Gu Changsheng rubbed his head and replied loudly: "Come back tomorrow, you should rest early." ”

Fang Yuan's little Taoist picked up Gu Changsheng's things and walked into the Fan Pavilion.

"Just put the things here, just come over tomorrow."

Gu Changsheng smiled, but he was not polite, and walked to his room after saying goodbye to the little Taoist.

Walking on the road, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he looked at the little uncle in a dignified manner, and it was also a well-known name when he said it. As a result, it is a bit outrageous to set up a stall.

Small kiosk

With a slight condensation in his eyes, Gu Changsheng cheered up and made up his mind to change the decline tomorrow.

Back in the house, after chatting with Qing Huan An for a while, Gu Changsheng went to bed early.

Early the next morning, he was the first to arrive at the cafeteria, and he had to finish his meal early and rushed to the Fan Pavilion.

As soon as the little Taoist priest opened the door of the Fan Pavilion, he saw Gu Changsheng waiting at the door.

After a while, Gu Changsheng regained his strength and sat at the door of the Fan Pavilion again.

Brother Wuji hasn't come for a long time, and it looks like he won't show up.

Fang Yuan's little Taoist priest took his place and stood aside holding a big wooden sign.

The small size contrasts with the big wooden signs, and it's very cute.

Half a morning has passed, and Gu Changsheng's fortune-telling stall is still empty.

Brother Wuji came halfway, and after seeing that they didn't have much business from afar, he went back to the house to play games with confidence.

"It's not going to go on like this......"

Gu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he decided to make some changes.

So, when a middle-aged Taoist priest passed by, Gu Changsheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

The Taoist priest was slightly stunned, bent down and saluted, and then bypassed Gu Changsheng and continued to walk forward.

Unexpectedly, Gu Changsheng waved his water fan, blocking his way.

Looking at Gu Changsheng with some doubts, the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Uh...... If you have nothing to do, you might as well come and tell your fortune. ”

Gu Changsheng smiled and asked very politely.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was slightly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

At this time, Gu Changsheng suddenly shouted, "The sword is peaceful!" ”

The sword aura was fierce, wrapped in infinite power, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Feeling the horror of the sword qi, the middle-aged Taoist priest swallowed his saliva, his eyes full of horror.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just fighting mosquitoes, oh, by the way, are you a fortune teller?"

Without the slightest hesitation, the middle-aged Taoist priest nodded: "Just thinking about the future, the little uncle came out to help people tell fortunes, isn't it a coincidence!" ”

Nodding with satisfaction, Gu Changsheng sat back in his seat and motioned for the middle-aged Taoist priest to sit in front of him.

Without waiting for the Taoist priest to speak, Gu Changsheng preemptively said: "Zhang Linyun, forty-three years old, born in Shuzhong, is good at cultivating wood Taoism, has already married a family, and has a ten-year-old son in the family. ”

After speaking, he "snapped" and unfolded the water fan, and the fish in the fan swam, and the fan surface was sparkling.

Gu Changsheng smiled, his words revealed extraordinary confidence, and asked out loud, "Am I right?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist, that is, Zhang Linyun's eyes were full of surprise, and he nodded again and again.

"God, we haven't met, Uncle Xiao, you're not bad at all!"

Gu Changsheng smiled with satisfaction, and secretly swiped the phone screen with his left hand.

I turned off a document called the "Questionnaire on the Family Situation of the Monks of the Shoiyikan".