There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 565: Fortune Shixiang’s persistence (thanks to the leader for “moonlight radiates people’s hearts”)

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Just as the lady boss left, a clerk had already taken a dustpan and a broom to clean the noodles on the floor.

Fang Zheng watched as his waist twisted and left, and he really went back to the next one, with the busy lady boss behind him, he thought to himself, it seems that the incense of fortune is really working.

However, it seems that the fortune has not been strengthened. Nen is no more than the proprietress, so I can only bully the weaker noodles.

Within a few minutes, the lady proprietress had already prepared the noodles again, holding the bullwhip noodles in her hand, and walked over with a heavy chest trembling.

Result.

There were noodles on the floor that the clerk hadn't cleaned up. The lady boss slipped under her feet. Although she stood firm, the noodles she was holding in her hand fell to the ground together with the bowl again.

The lady boss who had already turned slightly cold, her face became colder, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

"Boss, I know how to look at your face. I think you are pale, sweaty, and your hands are trembling and unable to hold the bowl. The boss has a kidney yang deficiency since childhood?" The old **** stick was startled by the boss's second bowling.

"The boss’s wife shouldn’t think that women don’t have kidney deficiency, so they don’t pay attention. Women also suffer from kidney deficiency like men. Women’s kidney yang deficiency is even more serious, swelling and obesity, hypodermia, infertility, and one fat. Destroy everything, so women with kidney yang deficiency should pay more attention to it."

The old **** stick spoke earnestly and carefully, carefully analyzing the various hazards of illness for the proprietress.

The lady boss stared coldly at the old **** stick who was still chattering. Her eyes seemed to be about to kill someone. The old **** stick was frightened by the eyes of the lady boss who suddenly seemed to be killing. Closed his mouth.

Watching the lady boss go to cook noodles for the third time.

The old **** stick asked Fang Zheng at the same table in a low voice: "Little brother, the boss has thrown bowls twice in a row. I don't look like an ordinary bowl throwing. Is it because of luck?"

"That's not right, the luck is so good, why do you want to throw a bowl? Brother, are you counting bullwhip noodles or not?"

Finally, the old **** saw the bullwhip noodles being dumped into the trash can with a painful expression on his face and said: "It's a pity this bullwhip noodles, no, it's a pity that these two bowls of beef whip noodles."

Fang Zheng didn't elaborate too much, he just shrugged and said vaguely: "Perhaps it is. Maybe it's because fortune is fragrant and not used to noodles. Maybe he likes rice."

"Have you ever seen anyone whose incense is put in noodles? They are all put on white rice."

The old **** stick was stunned after hearing it: "It really makes a lot of sense."

As the saying goes, it’s nothing but three things. Not long after, the lady boss turned her waist, holding the third bowl of bullwhip noodles in her hand.

It is indeed holding it, this time holding it with both hands.

Even, looking at the solemn and cold look on the face of the boss’s wife, she is careful step by step. People who don’t know think the boss’s wife is walking through the minefield.

Finally, the lady boss walked safely through the minefield. This time she didn't break the bowl or stepped on the noodles anymore, she smoothly put the inner noodles in front of Fang.

Because of the ghost, the lady boss actually made a relaxed gesture, and then she smiled brightly on her face again.

"Brother, eat, and taste the craftsmanship of my sister, but I don’t know if it is delicious from my sister or my brother is delicious from you."

The lady boss stood still, as if she wanted to watch Fang Zheng eat the noodles with her own eyes.

Fangzheng feels that Brother Xiang is not doing his best.

It's not the third time to throw a bowl.

"Why doesn't my brother move his chopsticks?"

"Sister, isn't it delicious underneath?"

"Doesn’t even the younger brother trust the elder sister, worrying that the elder sister will poison you and put single mushrooms in the noodles?"

Seeing that Fang Zheng hasn't eaten all the time, the lady boss urges Fang Zheng to eat noodles while it is hot.

Only the old **** stick looked enviously at Fang Zheng and the bullwhip noodles on the table.

That's bullwhip noodles... a great tonic.

When people reach old age, they are prone to backaches and poor legs and feet.

Three bowls of noodles, at this time, the fortune incense on the table is about to burn to the end, but this time, it is obvious that the fortune incense is a bit immobile.

After all, this is an ordinary fortune incense, or a cut-and-driving version of Xixi, it is better to strengthen the fortune incense and even two corpse kings can move.

Fang Zheng had a pity in his eyes. Just when his thoughts fell, there was a sudden evil wind, and the shadows of the trees on the sidewalk shook.

The barbecue stall is operated on the sidewalk. The lady boss’s hair was messed up by the wind. She raised her hand and stroked her hair, and subconsciously turned around to look at the rustling shadow of the tree.

When she turned her head back, the movement of wiping her hair lightly, because there was a woman's long hair, unbiased, just falling on the noodles in front of Fang.

The long hair is so dazzling, it seems to be struggling, trying to get out of the noodles.

The boss: "..."

Founder: "..."

Even Fang Zheng didn't expect this Luck to be so persistent.

Since nen is no more than the boss’s wife, go to bully the weaker noodles, since nen is no more than a finger of the boss’s wife, just go to nen the boss’s wife to get a hair down.

This hair strand should be considered a trophy, right?

After all, it's the hair from the fortune fragrance.

It doesn't matter if you can fight or not, first fight to win a strand of hair. Even Fang Zheng is consciously ashamed of his perseverance and hard work until he reaches his goal.

"Hair loss, pale face, swelling, madam, you really have a kidney-yang deficiency physique." The old **** stick reminded again kindly.

The face of the lady boss who had originally turned into a bright smile again turned back to a slight coldness.

If you have hair out of the noodles, whoever has an appetite to eat it, and who knows if there is dandruff on it, it seems to be the rhythm of cooking the fourth bowl of noodles.

But the lady boss didn't turn around this time to go to the fourth bowl of noodles.

"Where there is any hair, you must be mistaken."

Speaking, the lady boss actually reached out to take the hair from the noodles directly, she was planning to destroy the corpse.

As a result, pop!

The hand that the lady boss stretched over was caught by Fang Zheng, just when Fang Zheng was about to say something, eh?

Fang Zheng gave a slightly surprised look in surprise.

The moment the two palms touched skin-to-skin, the lady boss didn't have the cold and gloomy feeling of ordinary ghosts in her hands, she actually carried the body temperature of a normal ordinary person.

Founder was startled.

Huo!

Fangzheng stood up suddenly, and the lady boss in front of him was not a ghost, but a living person with three unextinguished lights?

"Brother, you scratched my sister's hand."

The lady boss wanted to work hard to get rid of her hand, but Fang Zheng's palm, like a vise, tightly hugged the lady boss’s wrist.

Fang Zheng turned a deaf ear, and didn't mean to pity Xiangyu. He didn't hesitate, a ray of true energy touched the skin and entered the lady boss.

Check the enemy with true spirit!

He wanted to see if the boss lady in front of him was a ghost or a living person.

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Ps: Sorry, I always stay up late lately. I want to rest early today. I haven't updated my card today. Don't wait.