Xiao Yuan pushed the wheelchair, and the crowd around me gradually spread out. When I thought that all the dust fell, a aunt squeezed in.

"Master, you are so amazing." The aunt came up and praised me, "Since I left you, I have good luck."

"You are..." I looked at it for a long time. It turned out that it was the aunt who had been cracked after picking up the money. I asked me to give her fifty dollars to Xiao Yuan. Unexpectedly, she would come after Xiao Yuan left.

It's.

"I bought a lottery ticket as usual on the way home, but I have never won before. Today I saw that I actually won 5,000 yuan, and my grandson told me after school in the afternoon that I had a double hundred exam."

"Congratulations." I nodded to the aunt. This was because Xiao Yuan took the fifty dollars that originally belonged to her and absorbed the aunt's bad luck. Xiao Yuan's bad luck was overwhelming.

I had no place to go for good luck, so I went to find the aunt.

So Xiao Yuan not only has his own bad luck, but also his aunt's bad luck is on his back, so he is so unlucky.

But Xiao Yuan blamed on his own, so there was no need to tell the aunt all this. And this behavior is strictly not allowed. I was just stunned for a moment, and now I think about it

A little regret.

Seeing that I was not so excited, the aunt was a little embarrassed for a moment and hesitated for a while and said, "Don't worry, since you are so effective, I will introduce a few young sisters who dance square dance together to promote your business."

"That's great." I smiled at my aunt with goodwill. This was a painstaking effort by others. No matter what, I couldn't brush her face.

The aunt was gone, and I was ready to go home for a while, and I didn't know what would happen tonight. Prepare it as soon as possible.

Early the next morning, I opened my sleepy eyes and looked around, and nothing happened.

Could it be that I know that I am a numerologist, so I dare not attack me?

All kinds of weird things in this house indicate that there is definitely something, but I slept here for two nights, but nothing happened.

"Do I need to lift the black cloth covering the mirror? Or the talismans attached to the toilet?"

I couldn't figure it out, so I resisted the urge to lift the black cloth. It's better to have less than more things. Now my cultivation is still not as good as my grandfather. I am not familiar with the place here. If something happens, I won't cry.

place.

Now that I woke up, I had to start running for the livelihood. I took my familiar little horse and came to the position I specified. Before I arrived, I saw a person waiting anxiously.

When he saw me, the man's eyes lit up and he hurriedly waved his hand to me, "Master, you are here. I came because I heard from Xiaoli of the dance team that you are so effective."

That Xiaoli should be the aunt who said she wanted to promote me before, but she didn't expect that the business would come to her door just one day.

"Hello, what do you want?"

"I don't want to count anything." The aunt shook her head neatly, "I just heard that you can get you the lottery? Can I get me to win once too?"

"Nothing." I looked at this absurd request and couldn't help but want to laugh. "She can get the lottery tickets purely because of good luck, not my reason."

"Then you make my luck!" The aunt in front of me had to pay for a wallet, "How much money can you?"

I looked at my aunt with a lot of words, "The luck of a person is fixed, and now I am lucky, and I have a bad luck in the future. This is the equivalent."

"How do you explain that Xiaoli's luck, why can she win the lottery?"

"She is not copying because of some special reasons."

"I don't care, I want to win the lottery." My aunt saw that I didn't get in the oil and salt, and I started to play.

My face sank, "I want to go to the lottery to go up, I don’t welcome you."

"Tsk, what's the aura of a bad fortune teller?" The aunt glared at me disdainfully and left.

"Who are these people?" I sat aside with exhaustion, praying that the next person would come to a normal person.

"I heard you're very accurate?" A woman in her fifties came to me and asked carefully.

I was shocked and my face was filled with smiles, "Just try it out, no money is allowed."

The woman was so scared by my enthusiasm that she took a few steps back, "Oh, I was introduced by Gong Xiaoli."

"Gong Xiaoli?" I sat back on my seat and said lazily: "I can't let you win the lottery."

"I ... I'm not in the lottery." The woman hurriedly waved her hand.

"My son has been ..." Said, the woman pointed to her head, "This is not very good, but my family has never had a history of mental illness, I want to see it ..."

"Did you get hurt when you were a kid?" I frowned and looked at the woman. This was not my job at all.

"Nothing." The woman said affirmatively: "When he was a few months, I found that he was more fierce than crying than other children. After growing up

Children play, often speak to themselves to talk to themselves. "

"Master, please, please go and see." Seeing me silently, the woman looked at me with a look of begging.

Looking at the look of women, my heart was soft, silent for a while, and said faintly: "Let's go, let me see. But there is a way to do it."

"Okay, thank you Master." The woman's face was excited, and she reached out to help me get a bag.

I turned slightly, "Is there anything wrong with what you just said?"

The woman focused on her mind and thought, "Sometimes she has a bad temper, sometimes she has a gentle temper."

What's wrong with this? I sometimes feel very irritable. I don't care, but it wasn't until I saw the little boy with my own eyes that I knew what a bad head means.

When I followed the woman to her house, there was the little boy with a bad head and his father at home.

His father sat on the sofa watching TV, while the little boy sat next to him and watched. He didn't know what interesting things his father saw, so he laughed softly. The little boy also laughed, and the two looked happy.

At this moment, the little boy stood up and picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on the TV, "What's so good about this broken thing?"

His father was stunned, then stood up expressionlessly and picked up the ashtray and continued to watch TV. After saying the words just now, the little boy continued to watch, regardless of what the other people were reacting, and he continued to watch what the two of them seemed to be.

It has never happened.
Chapter completed!