"Go."
Mao Xiaoyu slapped his hand away angrily and craned his neck: "My cleverness has nothing to do with your half a dime."
Don't put gold on your face. ” "Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say this?"
Mao Xiaoyu touched his heart and said in a calm tone: "After I said this, my conscience has never been so comfortable. ” "Cut."
Mapo has been dead for several years, but her mantle has been passed down.
The eldest son lived in a small dilapidated house during the day and continued to fool the believers in the four towns and eight villages and the city.
In the evening, I will go back to the small western-style building.
The youngest son is in charge of publicity and reception.
The brothers joined forces to make the business of the god stick prosperous, and they did not fall because of Mapo's death.
Luo Bo and Mao Xiaoyu arrived at Mapo's house at noon.
The small western-style building is the most eye-catching and beautiful existence in the local area, and it is difficult to ignore.
So you don't have to ask for directions, you can find it directly.
The small dilapidated house stands tall in the wind and rain.
There are a lot of people waiting to ask the good luck, and there are cars with license plates from other provinces parked next to them.
It seems that Mapo's fame has spread far and wide, and it is true!
There are chairs outside the house, and tea or something.
Several middle-aged women warmly entertained guests from afar.
Luo Bo and Mao Xiaoyu did not attract side eyes.
There are many young men and women like them.
After finding a place to sit down, Mao Xiaoyu held a disposable cup to drink water, glanced around, and after seeing the situation clearly, he asked Luo Bo in a low voice: "Just keep waiting?"
” "Or else?
Break in?
Luo Bo also picked up a glass of water and blew on the hot air.
Mao Xiaoyu rolled his eyes: "Our time is precious, at least we have to find a way to cut a queue or something." ” "You go, I won't stop you."
Mao Xiaoyu lowered her head and sipped water, then raised her hand to the middle-aged woman who was entertaining them, and asked with a smile: "May I ask the eldest sister, how long do we have to wait in line?"
” "It won't be long.
It's just an hour. ” "We are from out of town, can you be accommodating......
Before he could finish speaking, the other people waiting shouted: "Why?
” "How's it going?
I'm also from out of town.
It's not a queue yet. ” "Yes.
There's got to be a first-come, first-served basis, right?
” "Young people nowadays are selfish and selfish......"
No way!
Mao Xiaoyu hasn't done anything yet?
I got one hat after another that wasn't very friendly.
His face turned pale with anger, and he wanted to quarrel with them.
"Young man, don't be so frivolous."
Luo Bo couldn't help but laugh and joined the ridicule army: "Seeing the master, I can't even wait for an hour, it's too insincere." ” Mao Xiaoyu looked at each other angrily.
When the others heard Luo Bo's reasonable words, they all agreed: "That's right.
Now young people are just buoyant and impolite.
Seeing that the master also wants to cut the line?
This is a habit of cutting in line, right?
” "That's it.
Let's learn the principles of life from this young man. ” “……” Half of Mao Xiaoyu's face began to twitch.
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These abominable stupid people!
If it weren't for the urgency of her own task, she would have to fight against this group of fools regardless of the overall situation!
I endure!
Mao Xiaoyu glared at everyone present, and the last one glared at Luo Bo.
Luo Bo acted as if nothing happened, put down the disposable cup, and raised his eyes to look at the door of the old house.
It just so happened that someone came out of the house, a thin old woman, who walked to the door and thanked the house with a thousand thanks.
"Next."
A slender middle-aged woman with slender eyebrows on the threshold shouted.
Mao Xiaoyu lowered his head, it wasn't their turn anyway.
Luo Bo touched her hand and whispered, "What are you doing in a daze?"
Let's go in. ” "Huh?"
Mao Xiaoyu looked confused, raised his eyes to look at Luo Bo, and involuntarily swept towards the door of the house.
But they saw that the middle-aged woman was reluctant to urge them: "Hurry up." ” Luo Bo smiled: "Just come."
Then he walked away.
Mao Xiaoyu was surprised to find that those who came first were confused, as if they had entered a period of confusion.
"They ......"
As soon as the words came out, Mao Xiaoyu understood.
This is Luo Bo's means.
He couldn't really wait an hour.
So why still taunt her?
Probably he deliberately made fun of her, right?
Staring at Luo Bo's back fiercely, Mao Xiaoyu followed up the broken house with anger.
The outside is broken, the inside is old, and there is a strange smell faintly wafting.
Beyond the threshold, there is a low screen rung.
When you turn the screen, you can see the whole hall directly.
An unknown god is standing in the hall.
There are a lot of fresh fruits and wines on the case.
There was a middle-aged man sitting next to the desk.
Wearing a very strange robe. is not ancient or modern, Mao Xiaoyu almost laughed out loud when he saw it.
Hearing that someone came in, the middle-aged man still maintained a posture of closing his eyes and recuperating his mind.
The middle-aged woman who was brought in whispered: "The master is recuperating his spirits."
Wait a minute.
Then, she took out a square box covered with red paper, and said without pretentiousness: "Ask the good luck and the murderer five hundred."
Promoted to make a fortune of 1,000, and 10,000 lives and deaths. ” This is clearly asking for money!
Mao Xiaoyu was just about to open his mouth, but Luo Bo was indifferent: "We are here to ask about an old incident ten years ago." ” The middle-aged fat man who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes, and said two words with a cold face: "Go out." ” The middle-aged woman also sneered: "It doesn't matter if you offend the master, if you offend the gods in the house, you can't eat and walk around." ” "Where are the gods?"
Mao Xiaoyu couldn't help asking.
"I don't have the ...... to see it," the middle-aged woman looked disdainful.
But suddenly I saw offerings or something flying in the air.
She opened her mouth and said, "Huh?
The gods, the gods, have appeared. ” "It's not."
Luo Bo waved his hand lightly: "It's a little trick of mine." ” As soon as the words fell, the offering fell to the ground.
"Who are you?
Come to me to play?
The middle-aged fat man thought that he had met a peer, and his face was ugly.
Mao Xiaoyu sneered: "You are not worthy of our kicking."
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Pushing the frames of his glasses, he stared intently at the unknown god. smiled sarcastically: "For a fake god, you can make a lot of money, what a profitable business." ” "You, you scold the gods, you will be punished."
Fat manly shivering.
Luo Bo smiled disdainfully twice, and performed another trick to take things in the air, proudly: "I'm not a god."
I have come to repay you gods. ” The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, his knees weakened, and he collapsed to the ground.
The middle-aged woman also witnessed Luo Bo's magic skills throughout the whole process, and unconsciously believed it, and also knelt down and wailed: "Please let the gods spare your life!"
We haven't done anything hurtful, and we haven't fallen behind in building bridges and schools over the years.
Don't dare to raise your hand. ” It turned out that this middle-aged woman was Mapo's daughter-in-law and the wife of a fortune man.
Luo Bo didn't have any waves in his eyes, and asked with a cold face: "Didn't you do anything hurtful?"
So, ten years ago, Mapo bought back a petite out-of-town girl, where is it now?
” "Huh?"
When the middle-aged man and woman heard this, they raised their eyes in horror and turned pale.