Zhou Cheng didn't talk nonsense, just as Zhou Cheng and the fat man left on the front foot, several police cars roared towards the back foot and drove in the direction of the empty building.

"Cheng, Brother Cheng, you are old, the old man is really accurate!" Qian Fatzi looked at the police car in the distance, his face was a little cloudy.

"That's!" Zhou Cheng accepted the fat man's sycophancy very unceremoniously, and then turned his head to look at the fat man's face and said, "Why is your face getting worse and worse?"

Isn't the fat man just a little pale? It's that the whole person is not good, okay?

is a normal person, hearing others say that he "Yintang is black, I'm afraid I'm going to be unlucky", and his face won't be good. Of course, it also depends on the object. If you don't believe it, you might beat the crow's beak. Those who are willing to believe listen, then the problem is big.

It's just that the fat man is now Zhou Cheng's only die-hard fan, a fanatical believer.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, your old man is a living immortal! can you help me see what bad luck will happen and if something will happen. Your old man must be more leisurely! Or, your old man will buy some peace charms, talismans or something for me, okay? . . . The fat man saw Zhou Cheng's "vast magical powers" with his own eyes, and at this time, he couldn't wait to kneel down for Zhou Cheng to ask for a way to eliminate disasters and solve problems.

The fat man opened his mouth for only a moment, and Zhou Chengcheng couldn't wait to give himself two slaps. He scolded himself vigorously in his heart: "Why does your mouth owe it so much? I know that the fat man has been so timid in the past few days, what kind of nonsense do you tell the truth?"

Zhou Cheng actually wanted to tell the fat man that it was okay to be unlucky for a few days? Everyone has three declines and nine prosperity, and no one can have good luck for a lifetime. And after all, even the bloody disaster is big and small, the big one will inevitably have to go to Huangquan Road, and the small one, even if the kitchen knife cuts the finger, it counts.

Since it's just bad luck, it must have nothing to do with life, and there is no need to ask for something like a voice talisman like this.

The fat man's reaction was too much, which was not a good thing in Zhou Cheng's opinion. After forming a habit, it will be harmful to the fat man's life in the future.

"It's not a big deal, don't scare yourself, if you're really scared, just hide at home!" Zhou Cheng said a little angrily. As for the talisman, don't say that Zhou Cheng really doesn't have it on him now, even if he does, he won't give it away.

Zhou Cheng does not have the hobby of helping others share bad luck. Disaster mitigation also has a price, and it is nothing more than the size of the problem. And the amulet is a typical case of cause and effect.

The fate between people is mutual, Zhou Cheng looks at Qian Fat, and Qian Fatzi looks at Zhou Cheng too. When Zhou Chengneng first met, he asked the fat man to help him take care of the cat, and he was not embarrassed at all. Qian Fat didn't think there was anything wrong with asking Zhou Cheng to order something.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng! You can't be so unrighteous! Even if you don't send a peace charm, tell me how bad I will be, I can be prepared!"

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"Is it okay to pay attention?" The fierce girl is afraid of pestering Lang, and Zhou Cheng is also afraid of a dead guy like a fat man. Zhou Cheng is now one hundred and twenty and doesn't want to attract attention. was really tempered to the point that he couldn't bear it, so he could only ask angrily: "Are you sure you really know, I don't blame me for making a small thing a big thing, and making progress into a bloody disaster!"

Zhou Cheng's words startled the fat man, and he quickly loosened Zhou Cheng's sleeve, and asked with a cloudy face: "Cheng, Brother Cheng, don't scare me, what, how can there be such a statement!"

"You look at fortune tellers, which is not vague. To put it clearly, either they are liars, or they don't want to live themselves, and they don't want others to live. People's luck comes and goes, and occasionally bad luck is like a cold, and it will be good to pass. If you are too suspicious and take medicine indiscriminately, it is easy to have a big accident. Do you understand?" Zhou Cheng explained helplessly.

Some things are destined to be outcome, and knowing them may not necessarily change them. Fate can always be revealed in an unexpected way. It's not a good thing to know the outcome in advance. The outcome of a disaster is depressing, and the outcome of joy is a slackness. Under the entanglement of various reasons, it may change the size of the outcome of the matter.

"Brother Cheng, what you said is true? It's as mild as a cold?" asked the fat man with some surprise. However, it seemed that his mood was obviously relaxed, and people unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. It's just a matter of reconfirmation.

"If you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it!" Zhou Cheng saw that the fat man finally stopped asking, and quickly replied as if he was throwing off his burden. It is very much that the goods are out and will not be returned.

"Brother Cheng, where are you going?" Qian Fat finally stopped worrying about his "going to be unlucky" for a long time, and saw that Zhou Cheng seemed to be walking around without a goal, so he asked.

"I want to find a way to make money!" Zhou Cheng replied honestly.

"Isn't it money that you're messing around?" asked the fat man strangely.

"What you're talking about is partial wealth, but it's indispensable. What I'm looking for is Zhengcai!" Zhou Cheng does have the ability to spend white paper as banknotes. But white paper is white paper, and it is not real money. Zhou Cheng can spend it very well, but who will pay for the loss of the person who collects Zhou Cheng's money?

There is no special reason, whether it is afraid of inadvertently causing evil, or whether it is afraid of trouble!

"Brother Cheng, don't you know how to read fortune telling? Is that a positive fortune?" The fat man didn't think that Zhou Cheng would worry about money at all, so he didn't need to turn his brain, so he came up with an idea casually.

"You love me, but it is good money. But I can't!" Zhou Cheng replied immediately.

"Why not!" asked the fat man with some confusion.

"Too slow, too tired, too easy to get into trouble!" Zhou Cheng replied with three "too" words in a row.

When Qian Fatzi heard this, he immediately thought of yesterday's video, and when he looked at Zhou Cheng's appearance today, he knew that Zhou Cheng was obviously traveling through Hongchen and exploring the people's suffering, so he didn't want anyone to know. (Big misunderstanding, what is this?)

Zhou Cheng wandered around the street with Qian Fat Man without a ride, avoiding the police all the way, and when he inadvertently walked in front of an antique stall, he suddenly stopped.

Street tricks are all deceptions, which is almost common knowledge among urban people. is just like the trick of "closing the door, clearing the warehouse, and there are only three days left" on the street, which is designed to deceive "countrymen" like Zhou Cheng who have not been on the street for a long time. Do you see if you can manage those three days for three years? So when the fat man saw Zhou Cheng stop in front of an obviously deceitful stall, he was afraid that Zhou Cheng would get on the local fat man and quickly pull Zhou Cheng forward.

"Don't pull, don't pull it, just take a look!" Zhou Cheng's steps could not be pulled by a fat man? Just looking at the fat man's fierce appearance, he hurriedly said.