Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh rooster falls on the phoenix group
At this time, the traitors described the serious and pretentious state to the fullest. It’s not that I can’t afford it, but that you obviously have nothing to sell to me.
The flight attendant in 1982 was about to turn his head and push the cart, but Master Zhao suddenly pulled down Xiang Que and said, "Fellow Taoist, why don't you give this friend money to give it to him and let him have a few drinks?"
"Swish" Xiang Que looked at him with a confused look on his face, blinked his speechless little eyes and asked, "What's it?"
"God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, and people are willing to help others and enjoy themselves. Giving him a bottle of wine to make him a wish is also a good deed." Zhao Jiahui's tone was clear and his expression was clear, and he was very clear and wise.
Xiang Que asked with his eyes slanted, "Similar to the example of cutting flesh and feeding the eagle? Then if he is sick and has less waist, I have to cut one for him. If he is missing a wife, I have to give him one? Is that true?
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Zhao Jiahui thought about it seriously, then nodded righteously and said, "It's not impossible to help others first."
"No......I'm fucking strange." Xiang Que stretched his neck, looked him up and down for a few glances and said, "It's not easy for you to be intact with a part that doesn't lack such a big life, you Lei Feng
Are you reincarnated? Why do you ask me to get money seriously? What's the reason?"
"Since you are confused, then you and I can make some more sense on this matter." Zhao Jiahui sat upright and said seriously: "My principle is..."
Xiang Que's head was stunned and he took out the money from his pocket and slapped it on the traitor's hand, saying, "Uncle, take it."
Xiang Que waved his hand and said to Zhao Jiahui: "Stop talking, you're right, that's the reason. You see, I'll give it all the money."
Zhao Jiahui nodded and nodded, "It's quite early to wake up, fellow Taoists realized it very quickly."
I fucking understand you, Xiang Que is really afraid. He knows that if Zhao Jiahui gets into trouble with you, he will never give up until he says he will not say that he will fall down. If he continues to say so, he will even sleep tonight.
No need to sleep.
The traitor bared his mouth with a big yellow teeth and took the money very happily. After saying thank you, he greeted the flight attendant and said in a little embarrassed manner: "Since there is no one in 1982, then let's just drink this one.
Just a little bit, come with a bottle of wine.”
"A bottle of 52-degree old Baigan insisted that you paint the atmosphere of Bordeaux for me. Uncle, you are quite a person of temperament." The flight attendant brought him a bottle of wine to get the change. The traitor said with a reserved attitude: "A cup of peach and plum spring breeze
Wine, the night rain in the rivers and lakes for ten years, how can you not have wine when you walk outside?”
The traitor took the change very calmly and then put it in his pocket very calmly, and sat next to the table with the wine.
The flight attendant in 1982 pushed the car in a daze, and looked back frequently, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face: "The poem he said to me is spring and night, are there any hints...
··It's so annoying"
Xiang Que was completely helpless. The train was definitely wonderful!
The traitor sat on the edge of the bed, unscrewed the wine bottle and tilted his head and drank it. Then he tore open the packaging of the roast chicken, pulled off a greasy chicken leg and bit off half of it. He ate very happily.
After chewing the chicken legs, the traitor took out the train ticket from his pocket and put it on the table. He pointed at the ticket and asked Xiang Que, "Little brother, I'll ask, this is my trip to Nanjing. When will I arrive tomorrow?"
"It's two or three o'clock in the afternoon."
"Ah, it's been quite long." The traitor wiped the oil from his hands and then asked: "The first time I went out so far, I don't understand it very much. I just wanted to ask, I heard someone talk about tickets before
The letter k on the top is fast, and t on the top is fast, so what does z on my ticket mean?”
Xiang Que glanced at him and shook his head.
Zhao Jiahui stretched his neck and said loudly: "It means to be so fast."
"Swish" The traitor and Xiang Que were all confused. The two looked at each other speechlessly. The traitor asked in a low voice: "Little brother, I still want to ask... Now, mentally ill can be alone.
Is anyone going out? No one is watching, that's not good."
Xiang Que Kuang Khan, he felt that the traitor was not much better than Qingxuzi. The two of them were completely different in spirit.
Not long after, the roast chicken on the table had been chewed halfway, and the 52-degree old Baigan also drank more than half of the bottle. At this time, the traitor obviously turned red and he was in a state of condition.
He wiped the oil from his mouth with his hands very much. The traitor bared the shredded pork in the flower, burped and tilted his head and said to Xiang Que: "Little brother, thank you for your righteousness."
Xiang Que pointed at Zhao Jiahui who leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, smiling and said, "You should thank him a little more."
"Thank you all, thank you all." The traitor rubbed his hands and said, "Hey, don't spend your money to buy wine in vain. Once the train stops, it will go its separate ways. The money may not be paid back."
Xiang Que waved his hand indifferently: "It's good that you're happy, you don't have to pay back the money."
"Why do I show you a picture and tell me a fortune?"
Xiang Que blinked, pointed at his nose and said, "Did you tell me how to show me your appearance?"
The traitor immediately sat upright, frowned and stretched out his right hand, and calculated his fingers like chicken claws, and muttered something in his mouth.
Xiang Que is completely stupid!
After a while, the traitor put down his right hand, half-squinted his eyes and looked at Xiang Que and said, "Your face is unusual."
Xiang Que let out a loud voice and scratched his head: "Is that good or bad?"
The traitor said: "You can't say it's good or bad. I want to say that you are a skeleton among the strange people, and you must think that I am a liar in the world. I want to say that there will be a big disaster in the Yintang when you are black. You can't believe it,
Right?"
Xiang Que laughed and asked, "Look, just say it, what kind of face is my face?"
"I see your face and know that you have had some ups and downs in childhood. After you become an adult, your life journey will be a life-threatening situation." The traitor touched his chin and smashed his mouth, saying: "
If nothing unexpected happens, your second half of your life will be bumpy and uneven. There may be bloody disasters recently, but I can give you a word, you can listen."
Xiangque licked his lips and said with a smile: "Tell me, I'll listen."
"There is a cloud in the northwest Xuantian, and the rooster falls in the phoenix group... You will be surrounded by the phoenix group when you go to Nanjing. It may cause blood to appear suddenly. Listen to me, if you can avoid it, you can travel around. Nanjing
Don't go"
Xiang Que knocked on the table and said, "I have bought all the tickets, it would be a pity if I don't go."
The traitor looked at him and said softly: "The Phoenix belongs to the fire. If you have any trouble, you can naturally avoid this disaster once you walk on the Qinhuai River."