There is a sultry fire in the air,
Even now in the dark night,
After the Ching Ming Festival, the temperature can be clearly felt to be rising day by day.
The night in the city can’t be said to be clear, on the contrary, it has a hazy sense of fog in the distance. This is just the crepe of occasional young people moaning without illness. In fact, more people are used to calling it, smog!
Zhou City, a university city.
It seems that every student has been indoctrinated by the whole society when they were very young, that university is an ivory tower, and countless people have worked hard to enter this ivory tower, studying hard for twelve years.
But it wasn't until they entered the ivory tower that people were shocked to discover that the ivory tower actually has emotions and desires. It is also a small society, and it also has another side that cannot be seen in the shadows.
For example, a hair salon that has no equipment but is booming every day...
For example, I don’t know why I always like massage parlors where the red light is always on and there are many girls…
For example, youth hotels often hang a small blackboard of activity prices at the door, 10% off for youth, 20% off on Christmas, 20% off on Valentine’s Day, and free "set" meal service.
For example, the half-price abortion hospital for college couples, and a free CD-ROM gift package of the "Sexual Knowledge and Life Lecture" handed down by the former imperial physician...
And the university city at night is the most prosperous university city.
There was an endless stream of couples, cyclists, Internet cafes, barbecue stalls, and beer bottles pushing and changing glasses.
At this moment, Fangzheng appeared in Zhou City University City.
At this point in time, instead of staying in Mingdian as usual, he appeared in the university town like a vagrant, and he could tell at a glance that he was a laid-off and unemployed youth.
Three days have passed since the last time Zuo Qianhu said that Mr. Fu was coming back soon.
Chinese people generally say that you have two days to pay back your money, two days to have a dinner together, two days to travel far away... The two days here is an abstract word for time, usually ten days and a half months later. But Zuo Qianhu said that Mr. Fu would be back in two days, but Mr. Fu really would be back in two days.
So today, the third day, Fangzheng was successfully laid off and unemployed.
Seriously speaking, it is not a layoff.
Rather, he passed up the opportunity...
…
Generally speaking, although the university is open to the outside world and has become a free scenic spot, it is only limited to the daytime. At night, all universities look the same, and people from the public are not allowed to enter.
Zhou City University Town, Normal University.
There is a side street next to the old Humanities College.
As a university town in a densely populated area, it is also very lively at night, with small restaurants, food stalls, self-reliant college students struggling to earn living expenses, Internet cafes...
Even off-campus fortune-telling, Taoist priests of metaphysics also came to the university town to grab territory, fantasizing about getting rich from college students.
At this time, Fangzheng pretended to be sitting in front of a fortune-telling booth closest to the School of Humanities, under the guise of fortune-telling, but actually paid attention to the movements of the Special Operations Department in the old School of Humanities.
Fang Zheng never believed in these charlatans, so he casually stretched out his right hand. In fact, his eyes were always on the old Humanities College just across the wall.
The fortune teller in front of him is an old man in his fifties with a goatee beard. He still looks like he is wearing a Taoist robe, but this Taoist robe may be due to the costumes of the props. Lose.
But not to mention, wearing such a white Taoist robe that is obviously old, it really has such a ethereal and refined, fairy-like temperament.
Well,
People call this the heavy breath of history.
The wine is still fragrant.
The fox is still old and treacherous.
The fortune teller first looked up at Fang Zheng who had come to make soy sauce, and did not immediately tell Fang Zheng's fortune, but said in a calm tone, "Little brother, are you here to make trouble?"
Daoist robe, with a flat tone, calm in dealing with things, actually showing the force of an outsider.
Fangzheng was surprised.
Did the other party see something
The fortune teller twisted his beard, and said with a touch of coercion: "Little brother, do you know why there has been a saying since ancient times that men are left and women are right?"
"Because the man's right hand is too murderous."
Fangzheng: "..."
God, the right hand is too murderous.
This is clearly implying something to him...
The fortune teller raised his eyes and looked at Fangzheng: "Palmistry is the same line, first look at the innate and then the acquired, men look at the left hand and women look at the right hand, because men look at the innate with the left hand and the good and bad with the right hand, and vice versa for women. This time, little brother, just stretch out The right hand is clearly coming with murderous intent."
Fangzheng: "..."
God damn left innate right good or bad.
In order to delay the fortune-telling stall, Fang Zhengxu thought it was a snake and changed his left hand.
This time the fortune teller stared at Fangzheng's left hand for a long while, the more he looked at it, the more serious he looked, and then he said, "Little brother is single now?"
cough cough.
Fangzheng quickly covered up his embarrassment with a dry cough.
The fortune teller continued: "Little brother, have you heard a word?"
"What are you talking about?" Fangzheng became interested.
"The bigger the palm, the more lonely you are." The fortune teller was still so indifferent.
"Left is congenital and right is acquired. The left hand represents the innate destiny of a person at birth. The left palm of the little brother shows that this life is destined to be alone, but I have a way to resolve it..."
Fang Zheng's face darkened immediately.
Is this a curse for him to be single forever
This is after practicing martial arts, his physique is different from ordinary people, the bigger the palm, the more lonely and foolish he is.
At first, he thought that the old magic stick in front of him was quite professional, but he had already revealed his true colors in just two or three sentences.
Fangzheng directly interrupted what the fortune teller hadn't finished speaking, hehe said: "Then I don't know if the master has heard another sentence?"
"The master and the poor monk are holding hands, and the heifer can ride on the wire."
"??"
The fortune teller was dumbfounded.
"Pretending to be struck by lightning." Fang Zheng hehe.
fortune teller:"… "
Um
Fangzheng suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and stared at the fortune teller in front of him without blinking.
Because of the dark sky and the lack of focus on the fortune-teller before, when he took a closer look, he immediately noticed that the fortune-teller in front of him seemed familiar.
But for a while, he couldn't remember where the two met.
The fortune teller was stared at by Fangzheng for a while, and suddenly he felt cold.
"You... What do you want to do?" The fortune teller was a little nervous this time, and he could no longer pretend to be calm.
"Master, have we met somewhere before?" Fangzheng asked thoughtfully.
The fortune-teller said directly and righteously: "Little brother, what I do is hard work. Every time I do a fortune-telling, I will reveal the secrets of the heavens, which will damage the morality of the yin, and will shorten the life of the yang. If you do a fortune-telling for ten yuan, you will suffer a loss if you buy it, and you will not be fooled if you buy it. You don’t even want a discount for the ten yuan, do you?”
"I remember you!"
"Have you ever set up a stall in Zhou City People's Hospital and sold fake cheats!"
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes with a smile.
at this time!
Ordinary soul qi +1, common soul qi +1, is flying out from the old humanities college separated by a wall.
Fangzheng's eyes narrowed into a smile that looked more like a fox's face.
(end of this chapter)