The man sitting in the living room used to set up a fortune telling stall in the middle of the street garden.

Speaking of which, I used to work with fat people.

I know something, I don't know it, I rely on two mouths to touch it up and down, and when I meet someone who is fooled by them, I am willing to pay for it.

When I met a more serious person, I was also beaten, and I was chased all over the street and fled with my head in my hands.

But this person is not bad, whoever has something next to him will also reach out to help, help an old lady cross the road, and the little girl will lose money to help make a phone call or something.

It's just that sometimes the speech is greasy, and people don't like it.

This person's surname is Zhu, he is not a liar in our old street, he sets up a fortune teller to watch his palms and eat, and he can't open it for ten and a half days, and he often stands next to the old man who plays chess and cards, following the babbling tricks.

Later, I don't know when it started, and I haven't seen him again in the street garden.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he became a master and a master, and he also came to show people feng shui and exorcise evil spirits!

This is what opportunity he encountered later, and he caught it and began to drill into our business.

It's just that he set up a stall to tell fortunes and look at people, not to mention those who are not allowed to say anything, and those who are ten or twenty yuan will make a hard money.

But if he came under the banner of a master today, he would be a liar.

It's all at the door of the house, and whoever has a few pounds and a few taels is still the door clear.

It's not bragging, in the old street, the signboard of Fangyuan Pavilion is there, and there is really no one who dares to do this without opening their eyes.

I didn't poke him, I just leaned against the door and watched.

Maybe Lao Zhu wouldn't have thought that he could meet me from such a distance, and he pretended to be a master with his eyes half-closed.

"Master, you see that this is the time, can you start?" The host, an old man about sixty years old, asked cautiously.

Lao Zhu put down the teacup, said "um" with his nose, raised his eyes and glanced at the people in the room, and said, "There can't be anyone in the courtyard of the house."

When the master heard this, he quickly stood up, "I'm sorry, let's make room for the master, and watch the excitement outside the gate, okay?"

To put it mildly, they are all from the villagers, and no one disagrees, so they all retreat outside.

I went out with him, and after making eye contact with the fat man, I stood in the crowd at the gate.

Qin Fei and Cao Ying stood outside the courtyard wall, revealing half of their heads, looking inside.

The fat man ducked behind me and whispered to me, "I thought I would see how he behaved up close, and then I didn't know that we scared him, so he came out like this, just because I didn't want people to observe him closely!"

I snorted, "It's better to look at it than to bounce around the house for a while and say yes, right?" Besides, we haven't seen that person with a high fever and a mouth full of nonsense! Look at it!"

The fat man looked at the house from the yard, and the owner was the old couple, who were standing in the house eagerly talking to Lao Zhu, and then went to the yard to greet the two close juniors and went into the house to move things.

After a while, the table was raised, the incense and candle offerings were placed, and Lao Zhu came out with a bag, a bell, and a money sword.

"He actually made a money sword!" The fat man covered his mouth and smiled, "When I went to buy a stall at that time, a money sword was eighty."

"Where's the Soul Bell?"

"The price is one hundred and two, and you can get it at eighty."

Lao Zhu is wearing a brown Chinese-style cardigan linen shirt and pants today, the style is not to be said, it is also linen, but it is different from what my master and I are wearing.

My master is a particular person, and the clothes and pants he wears are all custom-made, and the fabrics are good.

Lao Zhu wears what is sold in the market, but it is also quite bluffing.

Lao Zhu is not bad, with a round head and a round face, an inch head, and a very well-raised beard.

Just this body, go to that station without speaking, quite stylish.

The fat man stabbed me in the back, "Isn't he afraid of being beaten up by the group?"

"Let's see." I would like to know this as well

But I can't say anything now, what if people really have some adventures?

After a while, Lao Zhu lit three incense sticks, took the incense burner, and said to the old man, "Carry people out!"

I raised my eyebrows, this is to summon spirits in public!

Yes!

I'm not afraid of attracting any other ghosts together, and then scaring myself, it's fun.

Don't look at Lao Zhu's money sword and soul bell, which are bargains bought in the market.

The regulation of his incense case is really Taoist style, and I really can't tell what he will do today.

I folded my arms around my chest, and I was in the mood to open my eyes.

The old man and a junior came out of the room with a man under thirty.

The man's face was flushed, he still had a fever at first glance, and he was muttering something in his mouth, and he couldn't hear it from a distance.

The man's mother took out a bench from the room and asked the man to sit down against the old man.

I looked at the man carefully, and there was no black line on his forehead, indicating that it was not an evil spirit.

The fire on his shoulders was a little weak, and the fire above his head was almost extinguished.

"Meridian!" The fat man whispered to me again, "No! It's not a soul disorder!"

"That's right!" I replied, "The soul is broken, and the sun is about to be extinguished."

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, let's see." After I finished speaking, I couldn't help but glance at Qin Fei outside the courtyard wall, and he also looked at me.

He could see something, but he couldn't understand what it was.

And I saw it, and I knew what was going on, but I couldn't tell him now.

This man's soul is broken, not a soul.

If the soul is called back, the person can still recover, but if the soul is missing, it will be difficult to do.

The lack of souls is very rare now, and some people have never even heard of it.

In words that everyone understands, it is a piece of his soul that has been torn off.

But what I thought of was that something had bitten off a piece of his soul.

As for what to do with the bite, it is naturally devoured, or the evil man refining the soul is fed fiercely.

This kind of thing, once encountered by people in our industry, will not sit idly by.

Because, in our industry, there is an iron law that has been passed down for thousands of years, that is, if you encounter evil people, you will be punished!

The evil man harms others, and if he does not destroy them, he will suffer from them!

So, even if I don't want to take care of this matter today, I have to take care of it.

However, instead of acting rashly, I whispered a few words to the fat man.

He nodded, turned his head and went out to talk to Qin Fei.

I was still standing there, watching Lao Zhu perform.

He took an empty bowl, poured it liquor, took a sip from his mouth, and spewed it at the money sword, then lit it on a candle and danced in the courtyard.

A money sword on fire, dancing, not to mention whether it looks good or not, but it is shocking enough.

I'm not afraid of getting my hands burned!

"Jingle bell!"

Lao Zhu picked up the conjuring bell on the table, shook it, and quickly muttered something in his mouth.

Finally, after the wine on the money sword burned and extinguished, he opened his eyes and shouted, "Phew! …… The Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!"

Lao Zhu walked in front of the man with an arrow, stood still in a lunge, slapped the hand holding the sword with one hand, put it behind his back, and formed a sword finger with the other hand, which was pointed on the man's forehead.

Not to mention, the posture is quite decent, and I really saw a halo flash on his money sword.

It's not like a light, but it really looks like mana is coming out.

I was very surprised, could I have guessed correctly?

What adventures did this Lao Zhu really have later?

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