Fangzheng feels that the old magic stick is his lucky star.
He will go to the blessed land tomorrow night,
The old magic stick just happened to develop the fragrance of luck.
Although this fortune is fragrant, it is a little unreliable, and it is not serious...
Next, Fangzheng asked the old god stick, is there anything special about using this fortune incense
For example, are there any starting moves? Or a formula, a spell or something
The old god stick said that as long as you think about one thing in your heart, or think about nothing, good luck will naturally fall from the sky.
This is called good fortune.
No mantras needed either.
Because this fortune incense itself is a low-profile beggar version, with one-click operation for fools.
Fangzheng was surprised, he didn't expect the method of using this fortune incense to be so simple.
It really is an unscrupulous fortune.
"Little brother, you have a good candidate, have you decided which passerby you want to choose?"
"If the little brother doesn't know how to choose, I can help the little brother for free. I think the man in front of me who walked past the fruit stand and took an orange by the hand is a good candidate."
The old magic stick handed the fortune incense and the lighter to Fangzheng, and said in his mouth.
Fangzheng stroked his chin.
"Do you have to find someone to sacrifice?"
Hearing Fangzheng's words, the old magic stick smacked his mouth: "That's not necessarily true. I am afraid that the success rate is too low, so I set a target."
"A group of people is more likely to be with one person, of course it is one person."
Fangzheng continued to rub his chin,
What the old magic stick said really makes sense.
So Fangzheng decided... Click, a small flame burst out from the lighter, and he began to light the fortune incense in his hand.
"Hey, little brother, why didn't you choose someone as your target?" The old magic stick suddenly made a surprised voice, and looked at Fangzheng with some doubts and bewilderment.
Fangzheng did not choose a target,
He took the fortune incense and lowered his head to nod the fortune incense, his eyes did not choose the target in the crowd.
"Oh, I was afraid of having an extra godson, so I skipped this step." Fangzheng chuckled at the old god stick.
There was a crisp sound.
It seemed to come from a heavy slap in the face.
The old god stick was depressed with anger.
Fangzheng picked up which pot he didn't open, and beat people in the face.
Isn't this deliberately making a fuss about what happened to him just now
Seeing Fangzheng casually lighting the incense stick in his hand, this time the old magic stick was a little nervous. He stared at the incense stick in Fangzheng's hand without blinking.
It seemed that he was even more nervous than when he himself lit the fortune incense.
"Little brother, what do you want in your heart?"
Fangzheng replied: "I didn't think about anything, just let nature take its course, I want to see what good luck this incense can bring?"
At this time, Fangzheng's throat was a little sore from the smoke, but he didn't try to fan the smoke.
He felt that since this was called Fortune Incense, the rising incense from these incense sticks should also be one of the important parts.
He had carefully observed the two failures of the old magic stick just now, each time the old magic stick was so smoked that he was good at fanning the smoke from the incense.
And Fangzheng did not lie, he really decided to let nature take its course.
Because he doesn't have the deep obsession with the old god stick, and he is so obsessed with money.
He mainly wanted to test whether this Lucky Fragrance could only pick up such worthless little things as nail clippers
He is not obsessed with picking up money or not.
What he valued was the value of the items he could pick up, so that he could have a judgment on Fortune Xiang's ability to change luck.
One minute,
two minutes
Seeing that the fortune incense was about to burn out and the ashes were falling down, Fangzheng's fortune had not changed.
"Little brother, the incense is almost burnt out." The old god stick couldn't help reminding.
Fangzheng just hummed casually, he was not in a hurry.
The old magic stick waited for another ten seconds, and saw that the fragrance became less and less and shorter, and at the end there was only a sliver of afterglow spark, which was about to go out in the next second. The old magic stick was about to speak to comfort Fangzheng, when suddenly, the sweltering summer At night, an inexplicable gust of wind blew.
Snapped!
A brand new, unopened silicone soft case of the mobile phone was lightly dropped at Fangzheng's feet.
Fangzheng picked it up and looked at it, and was immediately happy.
It still happened to match his domestic mobile phone model.
"Old God Stick, this should be regarded as a kind of money, right? It can be worth ten or twenty yuan, right?" Fang Zheng glanced at the Old God Stick beside him with a half-smile.
The old god stick yelled that the law of heaven was unfair, why Fangzheng could pick up a brand new mobile phone case, but he could only pick up nail clippers? Still a used one! !
He also wanted to give himself a mobile phone with a corner knocked off and wear a cover.
Fangzheng didn't pay attention to the stubbornness of the old god stick. He was thinking, this fortune incense burns more than a hundred incense sticks at the same time. It seems that the value obtained is just the same as the production cost of the incense
"Old God Stick, how many bundles of incense sticks are there in your bag?" Fangzheng looked at Old God Stick.
The old magic stick: "What are you doing?"
Fangzheng: "Bring them all, I want to see what effect burning at the same time will have."
The old god stick took the plastic bag at his feet, and muttered: "It's all here, minus the three times it was used, and now there are four bundles of incense left."
"But as an old man, I also want to keep a bundle for myself, so I can only give the three bundles of luck to my little brother."
Three is three, Fangzheng nodded.
Next, three sticks of incense were burned at the same time, making the place even more smoky.
But this time, Fang Zheng also didn't try to fan away the smoke and incense, and waited for the result.
Within a few minutes, suddenly, there was a battery car running a red light, speeding past in front of Fangzheng at a high speed. Just as it passed in front of Fangzheng, the person who ran the red light dropped a wallet on the road, and it fell on the road away from Fangzheng. The square is less than a few centimeters away.
However, the person riding the battery car was unresolved. When Fang Zheng wanted to remind him, the other party had already run through a red light and disappeared at the corner of the street.
"this… "
The old god stick looked at the wallet on the ground dumbfounded.
Can this work
Then I feel sad, why others can pick up a brand new mobile phone case and a wallet, but what he picks up is a pair of second-hand nail clippers.
It's unfair! !
Seeing the battery car going away, Fangzheng picked up the wallet and took a look. There was no identity card in the wallet, such as bank cards, ID cards, etc. There was not much money in the wallet, only three coins and two five-yuan banknotes.
call!
The nervous old god stick at the side looked at the wallet with only thirteen yuan, and let out a relaxed tone.
Damn, I scared him to death just now.
I thought I was going to run around naked this time.
Unexpectedly, the purse that looked quite big was actually only thirteen yuan.
At the same time, the old magic stick became even more unconvinced.
"Old Daoist, I still don't believe it. How can you pick up money, little brother, but I can only pick up nail scissors! Old Daoist, I don't believe that today will be unlucky, and this last piece of good luck will still be so unlucky!!"
The old magic stick rolled up his sleeves, spit on his palm, and said unwillingly.
(end of this chapter)