Shuangmulin looked at the rather "ambitious" cigarette hotel owner in front of him, and his eyes were full of disdain: "If he can predict the lottery ticket, he will still be able to use you? If you do this for a month, you don't let people smash the store, even if you have the ability." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info also support poor children in mountainous areas, and when I saw it, it was the children around you who came to support the poor. ”

"You can't say that, Master Shan said, this kind of thing depends on fate. Oh, anyway, when you see Master Shan, you'll know, people really have the ability......"

“...... That charlatan came over when you opened?"

"Yes, yes, he said that when I opened, he came to give me the town, and I will introduce you to you when the time comes. Let him also show you the fortune, Master Mountain looks at the fortune, haven't you been unlucky, let him read it accurately......" Yuan someone has a lot of trust in this "master".

"Shut up for me, second goods!" Shuangmulin didn't bother to bother with the guy in front of him, and walked to the side to help him sort out the goods he had bought in the past two days, muttering to himself while tidying up, "How did this guy survive after so many years, I shouldn't believe him because I ran from Hong Kong City." It's really worthy of being a Yuanmou person, and his brain has become a fossil......"

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the "Yuanmou Renyan Hotel" officially opened its doors to welcome guests. Shuangmulin and Yuan sat at the counter and looked at the crowd outside the store in a daze, on the light box at the door, a primitive man roared forward with a bloody stone axe, and the bright red color advertisement flashed below the primitive person, which was shocking: Yuanmou people smoke and drink, take you to experience the enthusiasm of the Yuanmou people's era.

"Look at you, just believe that master, there is such a light box at the door, people still think you are insane. What kind of medicine did he give you? Why don't I take you to the hospital to wash your stomach? By the way, I'll brainwash you. Shuangmulin sat at the counter and turned on the babbling aura to count down Yuan someone, but Yuan someone turned a deaf ear to this, just stretched his neck and looked out of the door, his face was full of anxiety and uneasiness, and there was a faint hint of ...... Agitated?

"Hehe, elder brother, congratulations, the opening is a good fortune, I'm late, I'll punish myself for three cups later." As soon as the door opened, a cheap voice came in, and Shuangmu Lin looked at the voice, and saw a middle-aged man come in. This man looked to be fifty or sixty years old, wearing a white vest, floral trousers, a gray robe on the outside, flip-flops on his feet, long gray hair casually tied in a bun with disposable chopsticks, a dirty face, two mustaches, and a smile with an indescribable sense of obscenity. Anyone who looks at this dignity can only give a three-word comment: neurotic.

Yuan was quite excited when he saw someone coming, and rushed out of the counter with an arrow: "Oh, hey, Master Shan, you're here, I'll wait for you, we'll have dinner in a while." ”

“......”

Shuangmulin stared at the comer, only to feel a feeling of tightness in his chest, and tens of thousands of alpacas roared past again. In Shuang Mu Lin's imagination, the "master" in Yuan's mouth should be an old man who looks like a fairy wind and a crane, and no matter how bad he is, he must be a middle-aged man in a straight suit with a solemn face, but what is the situation of this obscene man in front of him with the wrong painting style? This dress is obviously a manifestation of his brain, right? This looks like he has to let the police detain and check his ID card when he walks on the street, right? Shuang Mulin feels that since he saw Yuan someone, he can't control the power of complaining in his body.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, brother, don't be busy eating first", this mountain master didn't greet someone in Yuan, and came straight to Shuangmulin, "This little brother is born with a dignified appearance and an extraordinary appearance, it must not be a thing in the pool, the little brother has a high surname?"

“...... Twin Wood Forest. ”

"Oh, hey, Brother Lin, you are a good blessing, you are a poor Taoist and your face is a rich and noble face, he will definitely soar one day, and he will ...... when the time comes."

“...... My surname is Shuang. ”

"Oh, oh, two brothers, he is soaring day by day, but don't forget Poor Dao, Poor Dao is the thirty-ninth generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and the Dao name is Yamaguchi Mountain......

“...... Stop!" Shuangmulin looked at the nondescript "Taoist priest" in front of him, and felt that this style of speaking had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, "You are the mountain master?

"However, hehe, Shan and Brother Yuan hit it off at first sight, and when they saw that he didn't have a proper business, they gave him this wealth. ”

“......”

Just now, he claimed to be poor, how did he become a certain mountain again? What the hell is Ya doing? Shuangmulin looked at this increasingly unreliable "master" and deeply regretted the IQ of someone in Yuan, "Give him a rich and noble person? You paid for him to open this cigarette hotel?"

"No, no, no, how could the two brothers be so vulgar? If it weren't for the guidance of the poor road, how could the Yuan benefactor have the family business he has today, isn't this a wealth and lean?"

"A broken cigarette hotel is considered a family business, how wide is your heart! Your three views of overhaul are useless, right?" Shuangmulin didn't bother to complain about the messy title in the mouth of this god stick, "Which eye do you see that opening a cigarette hotel is rich?"

"That's not what I said, hehe" Listening to Shuangmulin's complaints, this god stick was not annoyed, put away his shyness and said solemnly, "Brother Yuan is a daughter, this small cigarette hotel is just the beginning of his life, he will be successful in a few years, become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the peak of life." Isn't it a little exciting to think so?"

“......”

Shuangmulin looked speechlessly at this serious nonsense old god stick and the excited blushing-necked Yuan someone next to him, tens of thousands of alpacas roared over his chest, whistling past.

"Twin brothers, poor Dao sees that your Yin Tang is black, I'm afraid there will be a disaster of blood light!" The old god's lewd face suddenly approached Shuangmu Lin and touched his waist. This action frightened Shuangmulin into a tremble, slapped away this obscene magic stick, and roared hysterically: "You are sick, you just said that you are rich and noble, this has become a bloody disaster again, you are schizophrenic!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Shan's schizophrenia has long been cured. ”

“......”