"Old luck is good, less luck is stronger, middle-aged is hard and busy, middle-aged is too busy to be busy, old age must be blessed..."
Arriving at the alley next to the Old Humanities College in the University Town of Zhou City, Fangzheng saw an old man suspected of being a night runner, sitting in front of the fortune-telling booth of the old magic stick, listening very earnestly and piously.
Well, another believer who was brainwashed by the old god stick.
There are not only college students in the university town, but also residential buildings near the university town. Residents often walk into the university town, which is known as the "ticket-free scenic spot".
For example, where there are free eggs and salted duck eggs, there will always be uncles and aunts who can queue up for two or three hours.
"Chen Daxian, do you mean that I still have the possibility of sunset red? The reason why I joined the elderly walking group is because an old lady I like also joined the elderly walking group. I was widowed two years ago and has been I want to continue, Chen Daxian, do you think my Sunset is the one I have always liked?" After listening to the old magic stick's fortune-telling, the old man hurriedly said.
"A flower is worn on the head, and it doesn't bloom all year round. When I wanted to bloom, the person who picked the flower didn't come." The old god stick shook his head.
"Good things take time, and emotional matters should not be the most impetuous. I have slept in the bitter melon field, and slept in the melon field. There is bitterness first and then sweetness. Cold hands can't hold hot steamed buns."
After finishing speaking, I saw the old god stick raised his index finger and pointed towards Qingming.
The old man nodded thoughtfully: "I understand. What Chen Daxian means is that everything is in accordance with God's will. Let me not be too impatient. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?"
The old magic stick shook his head: "You will be charged ten yuan for ten minutes. You are not cheating. You have already completed ten minutes. If you want to continue to explain the hexagram, pay another ten yuan."
The old man who is hungry and thirsty for sunset red: "..."
Fangzheng who just walked to the entrance of the alley said, "..."
When he first saw the old magic stick, Fangzheng thought he had misjudged the person. At this moment, Fang Zheng finally became convinced that the person in front of him was undoubtedly the old magic stick.
That's why the old magic stick can be so unreliable, and Grandet can be so unreliable, even digging and searching for ant legs for ten yuan.
Ten minutes later, when the hungry and thirsty old man left, Fang Zheng sat directly in front of the fortune-telling booth of the old god stick.
"Master, have you ever heard a joke that the fortune teller said that he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life." Fangzheng sat down.
The old magic stick who was happily looking back and forth between the two ten-yuan bills to distinguish the real from the fake, heard something wrong with the voice, looked up and saw Fang Zheng sitting on the bench in front of the stall and looking at him with a smile.
"Hey, little brother, you've returned to Zhou City...Could it be that you're looking for an old man to pack the clock again today?" The old god stick's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fang Zheng in front of him with green light.
Fangzheng let out an uh, why does he always feel that something is wrong with the style of painting.
Afterwards, he asked the old god stick if he was involved in the crime. He also watched the silver bracelet being taken away with his own eyes, so why did he come out so soon
And he set up a stall to do business as usual like a normal person.
The old godstick said triumphantly: "Old Taoist, I have someone above me."
Fangzheng hehe looked at the old magic stick, waved his palm impatiently, and said, "Speak human."
The old god stick coughed dryly: "Now is a society ruled by law, without sufficient evidence, the detention center will release people after refusing them for 24 hours."
"Old Daoist, I am not afraid of the shadow slanting, of course I am not afraid of being investigated."
Fangzheng calculated carefully, and it really has been more than 24 hours since the old magic stick was taken away.
"Old god stick, do you have no heirs to support you? You have just been released, and you are so desperate, come out and set up a stall right away." Fang Zheng asked out of curiosity.
The old god stick: "I've been a wanderer all my life, I've been used to wandering around the world. It's impossible to get married. Even if I starve to death on the street, I will never get married in this life."
"I'm an old man, alone. I ate one yuan and five white flour steamed buns every day, with free tap water on the construction site. If I still have the strength to fight, I will bring down the country's poverty index."
The old god stick sighed and sighed, deeply portraying the image of a poor old man with wrinkles like chrysanthemums.
Fangzheng: "..."
If he hadn't seen that the old god stick was a car owner, he would have believed this evil.
Even though it was an old Jetta soaked in water, it only cost a few thousand dollars to buy the whole car including scalper transfer. Even though it was only a few thousand dollars, it was repaid in installments over two years...
"Unexpectedly, you are still a Danshen clan, old god stick, self-sufficient and self-feeding." Fangzheng was surprised.
"Little brother, you have a heart. Unexpectedly, after returning to Zhou City, little brother will still remember to come here to find me and care about my old life." The old god stick was moved, and his face like a chrysanthemum was full of tears.
"No matter what you say, you and I have a friendship in the same robe, the old god stick. How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robe with you. Wang Yuxing master, repair (xiū) my spear, and have the same hatred with you." Fangzheng called it a white lie. .
Naturally, he wouldn't admit it if he was beaten to death. In fact, he didn't even know that the old magic stick had been released today, and he just happened to pass by when he came to the university city to collect wool.
After all, empty-nest old people have the most fragile souls, so how can such an empty-nest old man's full of hope be hit...
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
While chatting, two wisps of gray-white soul energy flew out from the former site of the Humanities College of Normal University, which was only separated by a wall, and were instantly swallowed by the human skin scriptures.
Fang Zheng frowned.
At this time, the old magic stick asked curiously: "Little brother, I see that you often pass by the university town. Are you looking for shops and plan to run a business in the university town?"
"Speaking of being familiar with the university town, little brother, you can't find anyone who is more familiar with the surrounding area than me, Lao Dao. Where the location is good, where is the best way to rent a house, where the rent is cheap, I will accept the agency fee Lao Dao, little brother Your friendship price is 500, and I will introduce a suitable store for the little brother. Uh, if the little brother disagrees, a 50% discount will be 250... If it still doesn’t work, another 50% discount will be 100! No more not enough!"
Fangzheng was taken aback when he heard the words of the old magic stick at first.
He is currently cultivating in the community during the day and earning points in the university town at night. The efficiency of time utilization is too low.
He could have rented a shop nearby and used it as a cover. He could just concentrate on collecting the wool in the store, cultivating in the store and gathering the wool at the same time, without any delay.
The more Fangzheng thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. As for the rent, he had saved money from his previous work, plus the bonuses for a few bad times, and he still had some savings in his hand, so he could rent an ordinary front office.
When Fangzheng frowned and thought about it, the old magic stick thought that Fang Zheng disagreed, which was comparable to the old magic stick who fell into the eyes of Grandet, and had already lowered the agency fee from five hundred to one hundred. The happy one immediately agreed without hesitation: "Okay, deal."
Seeing the joy on Fangzheng's face, the old god stick suddenly had the illusion of being cheated...
(end of this chapter)