Chapter 40: The Mysterious Taoist
Zhang Qu regretted coming to go shopping at first, because when he learned that his father had woken up, Chu Nan was no longer in a hurry to leave, and started a crazy buy, buy, buy and buy mode, no way, being rich is capricious. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Others are hillbillies who enter the city, Chu Nan is the daughter of a rich family who goes to the countryside, they all feel fresh when they look at everything, and what's even worse is that Miss Chu pays money when she doesn't agree with her, and in the market of just a few hundred meters, she just went back and forth a few times, and tasted almost all the snacks.
Although Zhang Quyi and Qian Dai feasted on it, after a few laps, the two carried their hands on their shoulders and became a veritable human-shaped shopping cart. Look at what you have bought, from a clay pot goldfish bowl to a clay doll with insoles, cross-stitch, ploughshares, and even a night pot......
Qian Dai was almost tired like a dog, Zhang Quyi was better, after all, he was a cultivator, but his feet were numb when he walked. Looking at the two girls in front of them, they are still so interested, I really don't understand why the slender legs and slender waist are so strong when they go shopping.
"Borrow light, borrow light!"
At this time, a thin man carrying a sack squeezed through the crowd, and when he passed by everyone, the tip of his raised elbow swept towards Chu Nan's bulging chest intentionally or unintentionally. That girl was stupid and didn't notice it, but Jiang Ying next to her was alert, and subconsciously pulled Chu Nan to avoid the other party's salty pork knuckle in time.
The thin man didn't take advantage, so he pretended to slip under his feet, and carried the sack into Jiang Ying's arms. Zhang Quyi is both angry and funny, and the acting skills of this product are too clumsy, and he is embarrassed to come out to be a squeeze fairy, the key is to rub the oil on the head of his future daughter-in-law, I really don't know whether to live or die.
Although his hands were full of things, it did not affect Zhang Quyi's performance at all. I saw that his left foot stepped forward slightly, and lightly bumped Jiang Ying's fragrant shoulder, which just took her out of position, and as a result, the thin man turned into a crooked into Zhang Quyi's chest.
"Be careful!" Zhang Quyi pretended to be flustered and raised his right knee to defend against the thin man's side, which was the weak part of the human body, the thing snorted, staggered into Qian Dai behind him, and then sat on the ground with his buttocks.
Qian Dai said with a smile: "Dude, it's not so easy to squeeze immortals." β
This thin man was a bachelor, and when he got up, he squeezed into the crowd and slipped away, not even wanting the sack on the ground.
Chu Nanqi said: "What a weirdo, why don't you even want things, by the way, what is it to squeeze immortals?"
Zhang Quyi said lightly: "Fatty, explain to Miss Chu." β
Qian Fat Man said triumphantly: "Squeezing the fairy is the kind of obscene man who takes advantage of the excitement and squeezes everywhere in the crowd, looking for an opportunity to touch his chest and pinch his buttocks, just like the skinny monkey just now, the marijuana bag he is carrying must be filled with useless things like waste paper." As he spoke, he stepped on the sack on the ground, and the sack deflated decisively.
"Phew, shameless!" The two women took a sip at the same time, and then, the two women would subconsciously protect their chests, and they were not as unrestrained as before when they bought things, which made Zhang Quyi and Qian Fat a lot easier.
After strolling around for a while, the two women suddenly stopped in front of a stall, Jiang Ying looked back at Zhang Quyi with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Zhang Quyi, look, your peers!"
Zhang went to take a look, only to see that there was only a long table in the stall, sitting a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, who looked like his grandfather had a fight, and there was a small flag hanging next to it, with a congenital gossip pattern painted on the front and a big word "measurement" on the back.
"Damn, where did you come from, I haven't seen it before, and it's not bad, brother, your grandfather has met a competitor. The fat man whispered a little gloatingly.
Zhang Quyi was slightly frightened, because he couldn't see anything of this Taoist with the method of physiognomy just now, and this person's face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, covering all his heavenly opportunities.
There are usually three possibilities for this situation, the first is born with an unpredictable fate, just like Zhang Quyi himself, the physical body belongs to this plane, but the soul comes from the spiritual world, and its fate is unpredictable; the second is that the advanced physiognomy uses some means to blind the heavens; the third is a hundred years old, once the age is more than 100 years old, it is a human Rui, and its fate can only be glimpsed by the legendary Tianyan, but all the physiognomy who cultivates the Tianyan can be called a god, since ancient times, only Mai Daoist, Chen Tuan Ancestor, Sanfeng Taoist and a few other people can be called a god, and even the famous Yuan Tiangang Li Chunfeng and others in history are not countedγ
When Zhang Quyi was looking at the Daoist, the latter seemed to have a sense, looked up at this side, stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "A few donors of the Poor Taoist Temple are angry, and it is fate to meet each other, why don't you sit down and count a hexagram?"
"Lean, brother, look at the flickering level of this product, it will definitely be the fierce rival of the old god stick in the future, wait for the fat master to test his reality first. Qian Dai ran over, put the things he was carrying aside, and then sat down honestly and unceremoniously.
Chu Nan and Jiang Ying both approached curiously, and Zhang Qu saw that this Taoist priest was not simple, and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he could only follow at this time.
Qian Dai smiled with a shy bun face: "Dao Chief, please give you one." β
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "What does the donor want to know?"
Qian Dai rolled his eyes and asked sinisterly, "Can you calculate anything?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said nothing, obviously an experienced old fox, and he did not have the trap of Zhongqian Dai.
Qian Dai had no choice but to say: "Then you can show me your fortune, it's best to tell me when I can make a fortune." β
The middle-aged Taoist priest immediately looked at Qian Dai calmly, looked at Qian Dai's hands with care, and then stroked his beard for deep thought.
Jiang Ying and Chu Nan both watched curiously, obviously wondering if the good-looking Taoist priest in front of them was as magical as Zhang Quyi.
"The face of the poor Taoist temple benefactor is quite good in terms of financial luck, but well, as far as today is concerned, there is a risk of losing money!"
Qian Dai Baozi said with a black face: "Do you know how to look at this Taoist priest, curse people and lose money during the New Year, it's strange to be able to fool money, and I'm optimistic that you can become a competitor of the old god stick...... Damn, where's my wallet?"
Qian Dai put his hands in his pockets and touched it, and found that his wallet was missing, and his face suddenly changed.
"Qian Dai, you really lost your wallet, wouldn't that really be a loss of money!" Chu Nan exclaimed.
Qian Dai's bun face turned into an orange face: "There's no reason, it's obviously still there before!"
Zhang Qu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly woke up to the thin man who tried to take advantage just now, when he crashed into the fat man's arms, and nine times out of ten he took the fat man's wallet away.