Chapter 12 True

"Old Ghost"

Fat Ma looked at my suspicious eyes and explained, "Although this boy's character is not good, he has the same ability to look at the family, and we can't."

"What is it?"

Fat Ma squeezed his eyebrows and said, "The old ghost can feng shui."

When it comes to feng shui, no one can learn it, because it's too mysterious, just like fortune-telling. The blind fortune-telling man meets you on the road and shouts: Brother, you have a bloody disaster. Do you believe it or not? Of course, some people don't believe it, but there are also many people who believe it.

So feng shui is not so bad, and this kind of benevolence may be similar in nature to that of a blind fortune teller, but we are a group of people who believe in it.

After saying this, the fat man slipped out.

I shouted outside, "Where can you find it now?"

When the door was closed, there was a fat man's voice: "This old ghost must be in this store."

In the meantime, I drank a few glasses of wine with the clay figurine.

Soon there was a quarrel outside: "Don't drag me! I just bought this dress. Anyway, you don't listen. Fat man, let me go and I will leave by myself.

The fat man ignored him and dragged him into our box. As soon as the door closed, the onlookers immediately dispersed, and the store returned to the past scene. It was time to eat and drink.

"Now you can let go!"

Fat Ma put his hand down. After the old man finished his clothes, he sorted out his combed hair, coughed twice, and said in an atmosphere, "Fat man, why did you pull me here?" With that, he was about to squeeze out of the door, and the fat man blocked him.

"Is there any king's law!"

The fat man stared at the old ghost with a fleshy face: "Wangfa..."

The old ghost's face was frozen. He was just about to say that his brother had something to say, but he hadn't said anything yet.

The fat man's face twisted and immediately laughed: "Wangfa, old ghost brother, of course there is a king's law. The government is the king's law, and I am a good citizen who abides by the law."

The old ghost looked at the fat man's smile, and his originally solemn eyes also began to disperse. The adrenaline rose, and his anger came up again, cursing a few words.

"Sun, clay figurine, what are you still doing? Give the ghost brother a seat quickly."

Seeing that we didn't move, the fat man winky at us. After that, the clay figurine got up and gave up a seat for the old ghost and asked the clerk to move in a chair.

After the old man sat down, he was full of confidence and looked unhappy: "Fat, you are holding a Hongmen banquet today."

After the fat man sat down, he didn't call first, but urged the clerk to finish the dishes quickly. The man answered and closed the door.

"Is it time to speak up?" The old ghost said angrily.

The fat man politely poured a glass of wine for the old man, and his face was still smiling: "Let's have a drink first."

"If you don't say it, I won't drink it. Who knows if you have taken the medicine."

This sentence landed, and the smile on Fatty Ma's face froze. He immediately patted the table, jumped up and scolded, "Old man, fat man, I'm looking for you to get rich, not to show you."

This sudden attack shocked me, and the old ghost naturally began to feel weak, so he simply muffled and didn't say anything.

The fat man also took it as soon as he saw it was good. This method had been used very skillfully. Seeing that the old ghost was scared, he said at this time, "Brother, we are both well-known people. We grew up wearing jumps of trousers when we were young."

The old ghost didn't take a statement, as if he was a stuffy gourd.

The fat man doesn't care and still talks by himself.

At this time, the guy came in from the outside, and Fatty Ma closed his voice and waited for the dishes to be served. Fat Ma said, "Brother, this is a chance to make a fortune. After doing this, you don't have to do this kind of errand work."

Old ghost, when he saw the fat man talking so seriously, he still didn't believe it. Finally, after Fatty Ma took a lot of time, the old ghost still confirmed it to me.

I nodded: "It's true."

Fat Ma saw that he had said so many words, but it didn't work. Although he was unhappy, the old man finally agreed, and the fat man also swallowed this breath.

This teammate is a success. After a meal of wine and meat, it dispersed.

The old man left first, and the fat man ordered another table of food. We ate it again, and it was over. Back in his shop, the street is moony and starry, and tomorrow should be a sunny day.

It's dawn.

In the next few days, we prepared the items to the ground this time. The following days, we received a phone call on the day when we knew that 15 days had expired. On the phone, Professor Sun told us an address that he was not even sure about himself.