There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 428: Pixixi edition fortune incense (5 more, please subscribe for monthly pass)
lnmao.org, the fastest update, here are the latest chapters of evil spirits!
At this moment, two figures, one old and one young, are squatting wretchedly at the crossroads.
Fangzheng's eyes lit up: "Old God Stick, is this the incense on "The Forty-Eight Fragrance of Good and Evil"? Have you developed it?"
The old **** stick triumphantly said, "Yes."
Fang Zheng showed a surprise expression on his face.
He confirmed again and again that when he got the unanimous affirmative reply from the old **** stick, he was pleasantly surprised, and this time he didn't hesitate to praise him, and almost exploded the old **** stick after he was praised.
The old **** stick likes to be touted the most, and his face is congested with excitement, and Ruju's face almost laughs from ear to ear.
One old and one young squatting at the intersection,
While greeted by the sideways eyes of a male and female college student passing by, they huddled together and continued to talk.
"The old **** stick, your incense, at a glance, there are no more than a hundred sticks, at least 60 or 70 sticks. Doesn’t that mean that you can make so many incense at one time, the old **** stick is equal to one time? Sex can be blessed dozens, hundreds of times?" Fang Zheng felt, why is it so unreal.
I always feel something is wrong.
Generally speaking, an incense stick is about 150 to 170 sticks.
The old **** stick has a stick here. Doesn't it mean that... not only can he sweep the European and American lottery, but he has changed to bloodbath the European and American lottery world?
No!
May have to add the World Cup, which is not enough for him.
Ahem.
Faced with Fang Zheng's question, the old **** stick, who was laughing from ear to ear, suddenly looked embarrassed, and his face was a bit twisted.
Fang Zheng immediately saw that something was wrong, and glanced at the old **** stick: "Don't tell me, I praised you for so long, and in the end it really blows up the old **** stick, this incense is fake?"
"If you dare to blow up, I will dare to blow up with you!"
Fang Zheng's tone was threatening.
The tone is very unfriendly.
The old **** stick is so happy, and he is also uninspired. Founder suspected his professionalism and character. Uncle and aunt could not bear it. The old **** stick immediately blushed with excitement and his neck was thick and he retorted with his neck: "What is fake?"
"Brother, did you hear a pop of water? We were rowing a boat of trust, and we turned over."
"This incense is absolutely true!!"
The old **** stick spoke very firmly and confidently.
Here, the old **** stick shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of more college students on the side of the road.
An old **** stick!
A little **** stick!
"What kind of incense is this from "The Forty-Eight Incense Book of Good and Evil"?"
"Fortune incense."
"Can I change my fortune? For example, set a small goal first and win 100 million euros in the lottery a day?"
"No."
"Since it doesn't work, do you have the courage to say that this fragrance is real?"
The old **** stick showed embarrassment on his face: "This incense is indeed developed under the old-fashioned way of sleeping and eating, but this effect...may have to be discounted."
Looking at the look on Fang Zheng’s face, the old **** stick quickly explained: "The main reason is that many ancient materials are not found now. In addition, the research and development funds are limited and I can’t afford high-quality materials. I can only find some features that are close. , But the effect and the price of the beggar version material are very different...So after this rounding, the effect will be discounted."
"Of course, this is because the research and development time is still short. If you give me some more time, I can definitely improve the effect of several grades."
Fang Zheng automatically ignored the last sentence of the old **** stick.
Who knows if this "some time" is ten years, eight years, or even longer the year of the monkey?
"Then how much discount is the effect of this incense?"
"Fold in half?"
"Tri-fold?"
"It's impossible to get a discount, right?"
"Okay, what about one percent? Not enough, how about one thousandth? Old **** stick, don't overdo it...the discount is one ten thousandth!!"
Fang Zheng's face went dark.
The old **** stick rubbed his palms, his face was slightly red, and he smiled embarrassedly: "Add a few more zeros."
Puff!
Fang Zheng vomited a mouthful of old blood.
Person.
The old **** stick saw that Fang Zheng's expression became more and more wrong, and he quickly comforted him: "Actually, you don't have to be discouraged, little brother. The success rate of this incense is low, but the victory lies in the large amount of control."
"The quality is not good, just use the quantity to make up."
"If one is not good, we will have ten, and a hundred will be made together! If one is not good, we will make a sack. I don’t believe it anymore. A sack of fortune will be smashed, and everyone will be smashed. Halo, can you still be stunned by your fortune?"
At the end, the old **** stick was a bit cruel.
It seems that in the future, I really have to carry a sack and tens of thousands of fortune incense sticks to hit people.
Listening to the big pie drawn by the old **** stick for him, how does Fang Zheng feel that this style of painting is a bit like a full-level number, hitting the lowest-level lucky gems all over, and holding it with a probability of 1‰ to trigger a critical strike Of weapons?
"Old God Stick, you have said so much, to put it plainly, this fortune incense is the fortune incense of the Pin Xixi version. It is the same as the new products of Lei Bi, Kang Shuaifu, Ao Miao, and Xiaomi." Fang Zheng finally understood. How much pit is this fortune incense.
Actually, the old **** stick was a little guilty in his heart. He secretly glanced at Fang Zheng, who was squatting beside him, but saw that Fang Zheng’s face was calm and not angry or disappointed. He hesitated for a moment, and then cautiously asked. : "Little brother, you seem...not angry?"
Fang Zheng looked at the old **** stick who asked him carefully. It was a bit funny. At the same time, he thought that the old **** stick had a very old body in order to develop fortune incense, and he had to stay up late in the store. He felt that the old **** stick was not easy, it was rare. Did a reliable thing this time.
He is indeed not angry.
On the contrary, I am in a good mood at the moment.
What about the fragrant fortune in the Xixi version? He has strengthened the good fortune of the human skin scriptures, which can be strengthened into the spell of fortune incense.
Even, he was a little grateful to the old **** stick from the bottom of his heart.
With this fragrant fortune in the Xixi version, his future can be said to have infinite possibilities.
So Fangzheng decided that after he went back, he would introduce a few more square dance old ladies in the sixties and seventies to the old **** stick, so that the old **** stick would also have a red sunset and not be lonely in his old age.
"Old God Cudgel, what is the effect of this fortune incense? Have you tried it?" Fang Zheng asked a key question.
The old **** stick is really not angry when he sees it. He once again returned to his slanderous and wretched expression, and he smiled: "I was squatting at the intersection just now, so I was going to try the real effect of this fragrant fortune."
"However, I have been looking for a good candidate, to see which passerby's fortune today matches the old way of life, and then I decide to burn incense to him."
Do you play incense and worship?
Only those who worship the dead will use incense burning. Isn't this cursing others to die?
Old God Cudgel, you are not afraid of being beaten to death by passers-by.
"Huh? That's him! This man is a thief who has been wandering in the college town. I used to see him stealing college students' money several times when I set up a fortune-telling stall in the college town!"
"You are optimistic, little brother, my fortune is old-fashioned. Although it can't change the luck of a country and let you win the lottery of your country. But you can change a person's luck, such as picking up a wallet or picking up an old man's head. It is still possible!"