"Black lace panties."
The middle-aged uncle said meaningfully.
"T-line panties?"
Sun Zixuan's eyes widened and he asked in a low voice.
"No, it's the translucent, lace-like one."
The middle-aged uncle replied.
Sun Zixuan imagined the description of the middle-aged uncle in his mind, shook his head and sighed: "Why didn't I see it!"
It's a pity, it's a pity. ” "You want to see it?"
The middle-aged uncle smiled lewdly.
"Of course I want to."
Sun Zixuan nodded.
"That's easy."
The middle-aged uncle laughed.
Sun Zixuan felt his body rise into the air, and then fell heavily on the ground next to the bed, making the sound of half a pork falling to the ground, and the pain made Sun Zixuan involuntarily let out a miserable scream.
The nurse who had just left heard the movement, returned to the ward, pushed the door in, and when she saw Sun Zixuan lying on the ground, she snorted and hurriedly walked over, but she didn't know what she tripped over, and she threw herself on the bed directly through Sun Zixuan, standing on both sides of Sun Zixuan's head with her legs apart, with an unobstructed view.
"I'll lean on ......"
Sun Zixuan's eyes widened, and he howled wolf in his heart, and sure enough, exactly as described by the middle-aged uncle, this nurse sister was wearing a pair of black translucent panties with lace edges.
"Dead fatty, where are you looking?"
After the nurse's sister saw Sun Zixuan's pig brother, she immediately understood that she was being looked at, and she was immediately annoyed and angry, stepped on the fat man's belly, and rushed out of the ward without looking back.
"Hey, hey!"
Sun Zixuan clutched his stomach and got up from the ground with a lewd smile on his face.
Seeing the lewd uncle again, Sun Zixuan no longer felt afraid, only felt that he had met a fellow practitioner, and he had a feeling of hating to see each other late.
"What's the matter, little fat man, is it good-looking?"
"Good-looking, uncle, you are too powerful, with your ability, wouldn't all the beauties in the world be undressed in front of you?"
"Alas!
Although I said that, it's a pity that I can only see it, not touch it!
The middle-aged uncle sighed melancholy.
"What's this, you can still see it, you can't touch it, at least it's addictive, I can't even see it, it's even worse than you!"
Sun Zixuan pursed his lips and said.
"That's just as well."
The middle-aged uncle nodded.
"By the way, uncle, in addition to being able to penetrate walls, what other special abilities do you have?"
Sun Zixuan asked curiously.
"Humph!
Special abilities?
That's a lot, I know astronomy and geography, and I know five hundred years ago......"
"Stop, uncle......"
Sun Zixuan waved his hand and shouted, this blow is almost endless.
"Uncle, can you predict the winning numbers of the next two-color ball?"
Sun Zixuan asked.
"Cut, it's just a trivial matter, how can it stump me?"
Uncle stinks fart.
"Hurry up, tell me the numbers for the next two-color ball."
Sun Zixuan's eyes lit up.
The middle-aged uncle, like a fortune teller, rolled his eyes and pinched his fingers to count, and reported a set of numbers.
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Sun Zixuan grabbed his mobile phone, recorded the number, and after asking again and again to make sure it was correct, he grabbed his wallet and rushed out of the door of the ward.
There was a small shop selling lottery tickets next to the hospital, and Sun Zixuan rushed in and poured all the banknotes in his wallet, including coins, on the table. “03、05、07…… All the money here buys this set of numbers.
Sun Zixuan shouted.
"Are you sure?"
The aunt who sells lottery tickets looked at the fat man in a hospital uniform in front of her in surprise.
"Sure,Hurry up, aunt,It's almost time to buy lottery tickets."
Sun Zixuan looked at the wall clock on the wall, which was almost 6:60, and urged repeatedly.
The aunt shook her head helplessly, and quickly typed the set of numbers reported by Sun Zixuan, and then multiplied.
The one hundred and thirty-two times lottery ticket was carefully put into the empty wallet, Sun Zixuan grabbed the wallet tightly, and when he went out, he looked at the remaining prize money in the prize pool, and then in the shocked eyes of the lottery players, he happily left the lottery point.
"The number that the fat man bought just now, I also bought ten bets......"
"I also buy 10 bets......"
Players are going crazy.
Back in the ward, Sun Zixuan clutched his wallet in his hand, picked up the remote control, adjusted the channel of the ward's TV to the provincial station, and then stared at the TV without even blinking his eyes.
When the time for the draw came, countless familiar images of lottery players appeared on TV.
With the host's order, the table tennis ball, which had placed the hopes of countless people, fell into the machine, and then entered the pipe one after another.
"The numbers drawn in the xx period are 02, 04, 06......"
Sun Zixuan looked at the lottery ticket in his hand, Nima, not to mention the consolation prize, he didn't even win a single number, more than 200 yuan, all of which were dedicated to the national welfare.
"Uncle, didn't you mean ......"
Sun Zixuan yelled angrily at the middle-aged uncle.
The middle-aged uncle looked at the TV, with a very depressed expression, and the oily and slippery God of Gamblers' signature big back was caught by him into a bird's nest, as decadent as he wanted.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Sun Zixuan asked curiously, the person who used up all the money in his body seemed to be himself, not this uncle!
But how can it seem that this middle-aged uncle is even more depressed than himself?
"More than a thousand, more than a thousand!
I've been buying this number since I had a two-color ball, more than a thousand issues, and I haven't won once, why, why is this?
The uncle cried out with a crying voice.
"Uh......"
Sun Zixuan was dumbfounded, and after a long time, this uncle gave himself the numbers that he had carefully selected himself, but had not won more than a thousand consecutive periods, and it was not a prediction at all.
"Uncle, are you fooling me?"
Sun Zixuan said angrily.
"I want to think about it too!
You can't blame me for that!
The uncle replied very scoundrelly.
"But, uncle, you're a ghost!"
Sun Zixuan is about to go crazy.
The middle-aged uncle put his hands behind his back and said seriously: "That's right, I'm a ghost, but I'm not an omnipotent ghost!"
” "But, uncle, didn't you say that you know astronomy and geography, and you know five hundred years in advance......"
"I don't know how to ask Gao Dele, and I don't know how to ask Du Niang."
The middle-aged uncle raised his head slightly and said arrogantly.
"But I've spent all my living expenses this month, how can I spend the second half of the month?"
Sun Zixuan said entangledly.
"Eat steamed buns!"
The middle-aged uncle replied.
"Chewing steamed buns?"
Sun Zixuan's eyes were wide, he was so angry, this uncle really didn't have a backache when he stood and talked!
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Sun Zixuan opened his wallet, turned around, and a shiny one-yuan coin landed on the snow-white sheets.
"Hey, hey!"
The uncle smiled awkwardly, these days, steamed buns cost five cents a piece, or the kind that shrinks into a small ball when pinched, one dollar, and you can't even eat enough.
"Actually, it's not that hard to make money."
Uncle thought for a moment.
"Isn't it difficult?"
Sun Zixuan rolled his eyes and said.
It's not difficult to make money, take a plastic bag to the trash can and pour it out, and sell a few drink bottles to make money, the problem is that each trash can already has a fixed owner, if Sun Zixuan goes to the trash can, he has to be beaten three times fatter.
If you are not afraid of hardship and tiredness, you can make money by carrying cement and bricks on the construction site, the problem is that now the bosses who are engaged in construction are more black-hearted than one another, and they work for a year, and in the end they may just get a white strip, is it possible that Sun Zixuan wants to climb the telephone pole or stand on the roof of the building to ask for salary?
"It's not that hard, actually!
My status is very high.
The middle-aged uncle spat two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, straightened the already messy hairstyle, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and said seriously.
Sun Zixuan looked at the uncle's oily and slippery hairstyle, and then looked at the cheap hospital gown that the uncle was wearing, and fell to the bed in despair, your grandmother's, I believe you once I let me spend all the living expenses of this month, and if I believe you again, I will simply go to the balcony and jump into it.
The middle-aged uncle didn't care at all, and still said to himself: "Actually, I am a judge, under one person, above ten thousand ghosts, in charge of the eighteen layers of hell. ” "Uncle, you brag and make a draft, and you are still a judge?
If you're a judge, I'm the king of Yama, can you be reliable?
Sun Zixuan said disdainfully.
"Hey!
Look down on me, don't you?
Do you know what the authority of the judge is?
The middle-aged uncle asked.
"Nonsense!
Isn't it just a sentence of life and death?
Sun Zixuan rolled his eyes and said.
"Judging people to life and death is just one of my duties, and I can also mobilize all kinds of ghosts in the underworld to serve me."
The middle-aged uncle said triumphantly.
"Really?"
"That has to be true."
Uncle said proudly.
"Then please call a rich man who has just hung up and ask him to tell me the bank account password."
"This ......
No way. ” "Then please call Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn to sing and dance."
"This ......
No, it doesn't. ” "Then you can call me a random one that can make me earn living expenses in the shortest possible time."
"This ......," the uncle hesitated.
"This one doesn't work either?"
Sun Zixuan's voice suddenly rose, and he already had the urge to grab his slippers and smoke this cowhide uncle's face.
"It's okay, but it's easy to send ghosts, if you can't fulfill his wishes, he will haunt you for the rest of your life!"
Uncle said seriously.
"Hurry up!
Uncle, you'll still haunt me for the rest of your life!
If I didn't have living expenses, I wouldn't even be able to live this month, and next month would be my next life.
Sun Zixuan said impatiently.
The middle-aged uncle nodded, snap!
With a snap of his fingers, a spinning black hole appeared out of thin air in the hospital room, and then, a leg lifted up his robe poked out of it.
Sun Zixuan's eyeballs are about to jump out of their sockets, this scene is too amazing!
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Soon, an old man dressed in tatters, who God knows how long had not washed it, and who had probably taken off and placed on the ground to stand up, with a wrinkled face, long hair that was messy like a bird's nest, and white and black and gray came out of the black hole and stood in front of the hospital bed.
"Uncle......"
Sun Zixuan looked at the old man's skinny appearance, and asked with a sad face: "What I want is a ghost who can let me earn living expenses, but I don't want you to find me a master!"
” "I don't know it, do I?
This is a famous person, even in the underworld, he has a very high status, if it weren't for his wish, it would be your turn?
The uncle scoffed.