Supernatural: Me! Super master in COS world

in the elevator.

Ye Yu looked at Meng Weiwei's news, and couldn't refute it at all for a while.

Nie Xirou, who was standing on the side, looked at Ye Yu's deflated appearance, and her bright eyes were even bent into a crescent moon.

After getting out of the elevator,

the two soon found the fat brother outside the mall.

Seeing the fat brother sitting in front of the film stall, looking like an old god was there, the corners of Ye Yu's mouth suddenly twitched.

"I said fat guy...... Isn't it a whole fortune-telling stall for you!

" "How did you make it into a mobile phone film......"

Hearing this, the fat brother rolled his eyes helplessly.

"You're light, but there's nothing here

!" "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice

!" "I just rented this film stall from someone else for 500 yuan, remember to reimburse me later!"

"Forehead ......"

Ye Yu also scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Coming, coming!" At

this time, Nie Xirou, who had been paying attention to the back, seemed to see something, and immediately whispered to the two.

Hearing this, the two glanced at each other, and there was a playful smile in their eyes.

Ye Yu seemed to be on the line at this time, holding the fat brother's hand enthusiastically.

"Master, your hexagram is so accurate!"

"If you don't dislike it, how about having a light meal together?"

"Hehehe...... There is no need to eat, collect money from others, and eliminate disasters with others!"

"This is a matter within the bounds of poverty, and the donor does not need to take it to heart at all.

Wang

Heng, who followed out of the mall with "......", looked at the fat man sitting in front of him in front of the film stall, and couldn't help but show a suspicious look on his face.

"This is the fortune teller master?" "Although people can't look good, but what the hell is this mobile phone film?"

Fortunately, the voices of the two of them still made it clear to him that the fat man in front of him seemed to be indeed the fortune teller master

.

"Master, we'll visit Guanli another day.

"When the time comes, please ask the master to calculate another hexagram for me." "

It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" The

fat brother still shook the folding fan in his hand unhurriedly, but his eyes inadvertently swept in the direction where Wang Heng was standing.

Wang Heng stood on the side of the road smoking a cigarette and glanced at the two people who had already walked out.

Only then did he slowly step forward with a look of suspicion.

When he came closer, just when he was still hesitating to speak

, the fat brother took the first step and asked: "This donor, do you want to apply the film, or do you want to tell the hexagram?"

"50 for the film, 80 for the hexagram!"

As he spoke, the fat brother pointed to the price card written on A4 paper on the table.

Hearing the fat brother's question, a flash of doubt flashed in Wang Heng's small triangular eyes.

"You're a mobile phone filmmaker, do you still know hexagrams?"

"That's natural!" The

fat brother nodded, and the folding fan in his hand was still shaking unhurriedly.

"The poor Taoist inherits the Qingfeng Dao Master of Baiyun Temple, but he is not an ordinary god stick on the side of the road!"

"Oh~?"

Wang Heng was naturally still a little unbelieving at this time, and continued to ask curiously:

"Then why did you come out to set up a stall again, and ...... It's still a film stall

!" "Is there any problem

?" "Poor Dao has always been eclectic

!" "Calculating fortunes, measuring constellations, making holes in the mud tiles, jailbreaking and upgrading, mobile phone films, boosting points, walking the rivers and lakes, skills are not overwhelming!"

"......

" After listening to the fat brother's explanation, Rao is Wang Heng couldn't help but want to say "Niu B"! "

I heard that the Taoist priests of your Baiyun Temple are very accurate in divination?".

"That's right, it's not accurate, don't want money!" Wang

Heng heard this, and a look of calculation suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Then how do I know if you're counting accurately

?" "Wait a minute, I've paid, and you're not accurate, where can I go to find you?"

Wang Heng said, with a look of doubt on his face.

"This ......"

The fat brother never expected that this product would be reluctant to even get the 80 yuan.

It's just that he can't say that he can help the other party for free, which would be too contrived.

The fat brother shook the fan in his hand lightly, and his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wang Heng's mobile phone on the table, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Okay, the poor road sees that you are destined, why don't you buy me a mobile phone film, and I will help you calculate a hexagram for free by the way?"

Wang Heng heard that it was free, and his eyes suddenly showed a touch of joy.

After taking a look at my mobile phone film, it was indeed time to change it.

Thinking that he would not lose anything horizontally and vertically, he no longer hesitated, and directly took out a 50 yuan from his pocket and threw it to the other party.

The fat brother hurriedly put the 50 yuan in his pocket, and then said playfully:

"Then I'll help you calculate your fortune first!"

"Report your birthday and name."

Wang Heng, July 2, 1987.

Wang Heng didn't have any nonsense, and directly reported his birthday.

Hearing this, the fat brother pretended to start pinching his fingers and counting.

I have to say that the fat brother has indeed gotten some true biography in this regard.

Although he doesn't know how to read fortune telling, he is indeed extremely skilled in pretending to be X.

I saw him pinching something with one hand, but his brows gradually wrinkled slightly.

"Wang Jushi, right......"

The fat brother said with a solemn face while calculating.

"With all due respect, although Your Excellency has been prosperous recently, you are destined to have a

catastrophe in your life!" "I just looked at your Yin Tang faintly blue, presumably that catastrophe is coming

!" "If you can't survive this catastrophe, I'm afraid your life will be in danger

!" "Fart! Death fortune teller, why don't you curse me here!" As

soon as the fat brother's words were almost finished, Wang Heng cursed directly angrily.

Looking at the other party's angry appearance, the fat brother still shook his fan unhurriedly.

"Wang Jushi, the poor road is just telling the truth.

"As for believe it or not, that's your own business!" After

that, the fat brother stopped talking.

Wang Heng was suddenly angry, and immediately scolded angrily:

"Dead fortune teller, return 50 yuan to me, this film Lao Tzu is no longer pasted."

Looking at Wang Heng's angry and depraved look, a hint of banter flashed in the fat brother's eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Thanks to me, I also learned from Ye Yu's inappropriate guy, see if I don't play you well today!"

snickered in his heart, and the fat brother's expression suddenly turned grim.

"This layman, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"What 50 yuan of film money, I don't even know what you're talking about?"

The fat brother leaned back on the chair behind him, and the corners of his mouth after folding the fan hooked a playful smile.

"You...... You...... Okay, you dead fortune teller, you obviously charged me 50 yuan just now

!" "What? you want to repay the debt!" Wang

Heng suddenly became angry.

"Yes, I received 50 yuan from you, but that is the fortune-telling money you paid, what does it have to do with the film?"

asked the fat brother with a smile.

"Didn't you just say that fortune telling is free?" Wang

Heng was stunned for a moment, and then asked angrily.

"Yes, then do you believe me?"

"I believe you as a ghost!"

"╮(~▽~)╭ That's right!"

As he spoke, the fat brother lifted the A4 paper on the table.

It clearly reads: "If you believe it, it's free, if you don't believe it, it's eighty!" and "

By the way, you still owe me 30 yuan!".