Chapter 50 Walking with you 1

"The summer wind rises, the summer leaves fly, the summer sunset, the summer is still late, and the guests will never return... Divination, fortune-telling, marriage, ten taels at a time, if you are predestined, please sit down"

This is the most popular line in recent days in front of the land temple in the west of Luzhou. This line is from a fortune-teller who claims to be proficient in astronomy and geography. He is proficient in divination, divination, exorcism and demons. However, this gentleman has a problem, that is, if he has no relationship with you, even if you have a hundred taels of gold, he will not pay attention to you.

On this day, the day before Zhao Ze's departure, a dusty man came to the fortune-teller, bowed and sat down with a fist, and patted ten taels of silver. "Sir, Ouyang Chun, passed by here to ask for a gossip. Do you know how my luck is this year?"

After saying that, he stared at the weak fortune-teller with two black bean eyes.

The fortune teller also stared at him, looked at his face and recognized his bones. He picked up a broken brush from the table and stained it in his mouth. After getting wet, he wrote a word on the table, "Get out!"

"You?" Ouyang Chun looked at it and was so angry in his heart. He really wanted to grab the impatient old man and punch him fiercely, but he turned his head and thought that he was in a lawsuit at the moment and was forced to live here. He wanted to find a nursing home to make some money and live freely for a few years. Unexpectedly, he drank cold water when he was not doing well. Although there were many rich and powerful masters and riches in Luzhou Prefecture, he did not meet a man who was willing to hire him. Later, he was exhausted. He also heard that there was a living fairy in the land temple. He planned to refute it with the money left on his body to please him. Unexpectedly, he was scolded for rolling. You said he could not be angry. Is it?

"I said, are you sick?" Ouyang Chun clenched his fist and clenched his fists. He said to himself that if you don't say a reason, you will definitely want to taste the fist of the house.

"I have been practicing the five-bird opera created by Hua Tuo's ancestor every day for more than 30 years. How can I be sick with smart ears, eyes and healthy body!" The fortune teller replied proudly.

"Yo" Ouyang Chun heard that the old man's kung fu was really powerful. If it hadn't been for your old nose and eyes, he would have beaten you long ago.

"This benefactor, I have shown you the direction. Why are you still here? Isn't what I said not clear enough?" The fortune teller threw away his brush, put his hands back into the sleeve cage, and leaned his back against an old tree to see how the man opposite him reacted.

"You?" Ouyangchun shook his head and always felt that there was something in this old man's words, but he didn't know what he meant. If not, I still had to ask clearly. Thinking of this, Ouyangchun turned his black bean eyes and asked, "Please make it clear, sir, what is the explanation for that word? Are you teasing the house?"

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "Roll in the water and roll in the waves. If it really doesn't work, roll on the edge of the knife. What does the donor think?"

"This?" Ouyang Chunxin said that he knew that I was from the world, but I didn't look like it. This dress was borrowed from someone else's backyard a few days ago.

"Is it that the donor is not satisfied with my advice!" The fortune teller looked impatient.

"That's not true, sir. You don't know the difficulties of the sprinkler's family. The sprinkler has given all the money to the gentleman. The sprinkler's family has no money. How do you ask the sprinkler to go to the water, the waves, and the knife? The sprinkler is an honest person who wants to make a living. I don't know sir. Can you point to a clear way?"

"There is a way to heaven and no way to earth. Do you want to go to heaven or earth?" The fortune teller asked.

"God? Enter the ground?" Ouyang Chun scratched his head and said that you are an old man who deliberately teased his grandpa.

After saying that, he was furious. He grabbed the fortune teller and raised his hand and beat him. He swung his big palm with the sound of the dustpan and saw that he was about to die. He only heard someone behind him shouting, "Strong man, don't hurt people. The old man is also fooling around."

When Ouyang Chun heard that there was help behind him, he raised his hand and lost the fortune teller and turned to look at the man. He said to himself that he must be a group of people. Today, the grandpa took it out of his life and killed you, a market man who cheated money first.

When Ouyangchun turned around and looked fixedly, he saw a young and capable young man standing five steps away from the opposite side, followed by four thick and solid military masters. A monkey-like little guy muttered something to him in his ear. After hearing this, the little brother smiled and hugged his fist and asked, "Songshi, I think you still let go. Let's pass him. Whether what he said is right or wrong, the hero might as well have the right to laugh."

Ouyang Chun stared and wanted to say, 'Which green onion are you? Get out of here', but people called him a strong man and respected him very much. That's more than that. Look at the dress of the little brother opposite side, he should not be the same as the fortune teller. In this case, Ouyang Chun had to resisted his anger and said, "This old man cheated me ten taels of silver. He also scolded me to get out of here. What do you think?

Before the little brother opposite Ouyang Chun could answer, the fortune teller rushed out step by step, brushed his white beard and said, "Ouyang donor, what I said before is true. If you don't believe it, you can ask this little brother if he is willing to hire you to protect the family!"

Ouyang Chun was shocked and then happy, and then worried. He unnaturally pointed to the fortune teller's nose, "You... Do you still dare to make fun of your family?"

The fortune teller smiled unrestrainedly and ignored Ou Yangchun. After turning around, his body trembled and his eyebrows shrugged. There was an extraordinary atmosphere flowing out of his eyebrows. Then he bowed to his brother who helped him relieve his siege. "Wu Liang, I am really lucky to see Mr. Zhao today. If you don't give up, can you talk!"