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Chapter 1,432 Mr. Po Jiao

Not only did I not leave, I sat down directly and said with a smile: "How come we missed it? Why did I only talk to my husband in such a big grocery market? Moreover, my husband was so enthusiastic to me just now, this

Isn’t it all fate?”

The fake Taoist priest sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere. He looked at my smile and then at Liu Dajin, who had a lightning scar on his face and looked disdainful, and he panicked for a moment.

The old guy no longer dared to put on airs, pursed his lips, and whispered to me: "Little brother, did I offend you two at some point? Or is it someone in your family who is telling me fortune-telling? Or else?

, shall I return the money to you?”

"Don't be nervous, you didn't offend us, and you don't need to refund the money. We are just sitting and talking about it!" I smiled and said, "There is a saying, if we are destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other, if not, we will slap you. You said, we are destined.

?”

"Yes, yes, you say yes. But... we don't know how to talk about it!" The old liar muttered: "You are so high-spirited, but I am actually just making a living!"

Liu Dajin snorted coldly and said: "You are just pretending to be a ghost, and you are still talking nonsense in front of us. You have nothing to do today, brother, I want you to open your eyes! Do you see the corner opposite?"

The old Taoist raised his head in panic and saw two stray dogs forcing a lame cat into a corner in the grass.

"Don't you know how to tell fortunes? If you tell the cat, can it still survive?" Liu Dajin asked grimly.

The old liar scratched his head and said: "Please spare me, I can't count, I'm just talking nonsense..."

"No, I want you to count!" Liu Dajin clenched his fist.

"Okay, okay, let me count!" The old liar held up his palms and trembled, muttering something in his mouth: "One seven is safe, two eight is lingering, three nine is happy... Where does happiness come from, mahjong poker cards. Big gambling is a pleasure,

Small gambling is harmful to the body, the body...the body is like a colorful phoenix flying with two wings, pancakes must be rolled with green onions!"

I couldn't help but laugh. This grandson is so weird. He can't even recite the simplest Xiao Liuren formula, and yet he dares to come out to tell fortunes. He is really stupid now and has a lot of money.

"What the hell are you carrying? Why don't you roll pancakes with garlic? Tell me!" Liu Dajin slammed the table.

"I said!" The old guy trembled all over and stammered: "There is a saying that cats and dogs are enemies. This dog is bigger than the cat. If two of them deal with a lame cat, I...I think this cat is dead!"

"

"Really?" Liu Dajin sneered, restrained his emotions, and suddenly stamped his foot in the direction of the dog. With a bang, he saw the grass rustling underground, and one of the dogs trembled violently, raising a lot of dust.

, after that, the dog seemed to be stunned and lay limply on the ground!

The other dog saw this and was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. At this time, the three-legged cat seized the opportunity and limped away in a hurry!

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, the dog lying on the ground seemed to have regained its strength and got up staggeringly!

"Haha, Master, your calculation is not accurate! Look, the cat has escaped!" Liu Dajin reached out and held the bucket of fortune-telling on the table and said: "According to the rules, if your calculation is not accurate, you have to smash the stall and remove the sign!"

The old liar was so frightened that he lost his mind and hurriedly begged in a low voice: "Brother, please have mercy. After all, we are all in the same camp..."

"Come on, aren't you really scolding me? Are you and I the same person?" Liu Dajin frowned, and with a press of his palm, the fine-grained purple elm table broke into two pieces!

When the palm fell, Liu Dajin himself took a breath of air.

It's not that his hand hurts, it's that the lightning lines on his face are aching again!

The old liar was already frightened and asked quickly: "You two, don't... don't take action. I'm convinced, you are the masters. I don't dare to pretend to be a ghost anymore, but how have I offended you? Please

You guys can give me a reminder, or else... or else I... really can't remember it."

I suddenly turned cold and said: "Admit that you are a liar? Well, let me ask you, if you have no real ability, how do you help those gamblers gamble?"

"Gambling? No!" The old Taoist said with a sad face, a little aggrieved: "I am just here to waste some pocket money. The two brothers saw each other clearly. At my level, how can I help others gamble."

"You won't tell me, right? Well, I'll let you open your eyes again." Liu Dajin said, about to get angry.

I stopped him quickly. If this kid got angry, wouldn't the lightning lines on his face be exposed to blue light in public? Wouldn't it scare the people here?

"Are you telling the truth?" I pressed.

"It's already this time, how dare I talk nonsense!"

From the look of the old liar, it doesn’t look like he’s lying!

"But I clearly saw a man talking to you yesterday with one hand in his pocket! That man is a gambler." Liu Dajin shouted sharply!

The old Taoist thought for a while, and suddenly said as if he suddenly understood: "You are talking about the smelly man yesterday afternoon! He used to hang around here a lot, but he was not familiar with me. He was there yesterday

Ask me about someone!"

"Who am I asking about?"

"Mr. Pojiao!" the old Taoist said in a low voice: "This guy just came out of nowhere. He came here about three months ago, and he took away a lot of my business as soon as he came. Hiss, but...

To be honest, he is really better than me. Many people come to him to tell fortunes. Originally, we, the landowners, wanted to drive him away, but this guy is very weird. After making money, he will share some points with us. I see

He was quite good at getting things done, so I didn’t hit him again.”

Mr. Pojiao?

"Where is this person? Where is he?" I glanced at the mixed crowd in the downtown area.

The old liar shook his head and said: "Don't look for him, he didn't come. This man is very different. Sometimes he appears, and sometimes he doesn't come for several days. Come to think of it, he hasn't come for three days!"

"Do you know where he lives?"

"I really don't know about this. In our business, we work alone. After all, we are all cheating, so we should be on guard against each other. But..."

"But what?"

"But he seems to have other things to do. From his tone, it seems that when something happens over there, he won't come here. If there is nothing over there, he will come here to set up a stall!"

"Haha, you really don't know what his other job is?" I asked with an evil smile.

"Hey, I can't hide anything from Mr. Little!" The old liar smiled awkwardly and whispered: "Actually, I once took advantage of him to go to the toilet and secretly went through his bag. There were two white bags inside, the kind of white bags

The money that happened was stamped from Yuncheng Funeral Home, so I thought he might have some errands at the funeral home!"

I don't doubt this old liar's words at all, because liars who are frightened are often more honest than good people.

In this case, it was Mr. Pojiao who taught the bad-handed man how to gamble!

"Da Jin, let's go to the funeral parlor and have a look!" I stood up and said to the old liar: "Brother, you actually heard it right. We two brothers are not ordinary people. But, this is extraordinary.

Ordinary people have extraordinary tempers, so our conversation today..."

"I understand, I understand!" The old liar blinked and replied hurriedly: "I can't tell anyone. I don't know you either. You have never been here at all! By the way, gentlemen, you have extraordinary temperament.

, is it a draw, or is it fortune-telling?"

Liu Dajin and I looked at each other and smiled.
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