Chapter 61: I am the devil (5)

Shi Qing and Meng Qing found a fortune teller under the bridge.
This fortune teller wears a yellow vest, has a long beard, and wears sunglasses to claim to be blind. He speaks with a local accent, maybe it feels hot, holding a towel in his hand, and wipes the water on his forehead. , In front of a gossip chart.
Knowing that Shi Qing and Meng Qing were fortune-telling, he first picked up the turtle shell and shook it, then poured out the coins inside, watching the coins on the ground stand still for a full half minute, and then sighed, his face showing a terrible look.
"Ah, yo, it ’s incredible. Are you two here to count your feelings, it ’s incredible to count your feelings, and the two of you are together to be obstructed."
Meng Qing opened her eyes slightly, looked up and down, and looked at the front of it. It didn't look like a fortune-telling master of Taoism, and her face became hesitant.
He quietly rushed to Shi Qing's ears and whispered; "Why does he know that we are here for affection?"
When Shi Qing saw him, he said that he would take him to calculate. Meng Qing was not very happy to come.
After all, he was an orthodox Taoist origin, but every time he and Shiqing counted, nothing can be counted.
It is also understandable that Shi Qing is not human, and of course nothing can be counted.
And now, this fortune-telling master who seems unreliable is actually speaking out.
The devil took a sip of milk tea and raised his hand holding the young Taoist Master upwards.
He learnt Meng Qing's appearance, reached the ear of the Taoist Road, and the charming voice was low: "This street, do you see any two men like us holding hands?"
Meng Qing suddenly realized.
The "master" was still talking.
"Unbelievable, your relationship is destined to be indestructible to your family."
"especially you."
He pointed to Shi Qing who was smiling and gazing at himself, and his beard was inscrutable: "Your family, I can't stand you."
"Maybe it's your upswing or it's yours. In short, they will obstruct you, but don't worry, you met me. That's your luck, sauce, I'm kind, I will give you a solution. Disgusting, help you avoid this danger. "
Shi Qing still laughed: "So Master, how much does this evil cost?"
"Well, what about money?"
The fortune-telling master waved his hand, "I don't love money", then stretched out his hand and raised three fingers:
"three hundred."
"Okay, I'll give you three hundred."
Shi Qing took out three hundred and handed it to the master, still smiling and looking good-tempered.
"But master, you have to sign me. If you say something false, you have to pay for it."
Fortune Teller: "..."
He carefully squinted at the two in front of him with his eyes under the sunglasses.
All are long legs and tall.
Meng Qing is okay. Although he looks handsome, his temper is good at first glance.
Shi Qing on the side is different. Although it is smiling, it is particularly dangerous to watch.
And he wears sunglasses, and Shi Qing also wears them.
Obviously all black, his sunglasses are just like the blind man, when Qing Qing wears a handsome thief.
Regardless of his looks and temper, these two men are two strong young men, and he can't beat them.
Thinking, he pulled his face.
"Even if you believe it, if you don't believe it, you have to do this for Moss."
Then, he stretched out his hand, put away the stall, picked up the blind cane, and held the blind cane with one hand while groping in front of the other.
Very blind.
Shi Qing raised her eyebrows, stepped forward with her long legs, and stopped him: "Master, don't you?"
"You don't believe me, it's a Moss, it's not."
The fortune teller's hand fumbled in front of him, and he felt furious while he fumbled; "Don't stop me, you will bully me when I'm blind."
"I tell you, I can see ghosts when I was three years old, I can communicate with yin and yang when I was five years old, I worshiped under the door of Gao Ren since I was a child, and I went out in my teens. It's very effective! "
At this moment, an aunt was passing by, and the aunt was dressed in colorful clothes, and was hurried to hear them talking, glanced at herself, and said to herself:
"This fortune teller is out again."
Fortune teller; "..."
He coughed, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and continued to fumble forward.
Seeing calm when he saw it, he was annoyed; "What you can't do is impossible. Are you a young man who bullies me like a blind old man! Is there no truth?"
Shi Qing; "How do you know I'm a young man."
Fortune Teller: "..."
"Then me, then can I count it? Can I figure it out?"
Meng Qing gently pulled the demon king's hand.
"forget it."
Shi Qing snatched up to his ear: "I'm asking him something."
After whispering to his lover, he continued to ask the fortune teller: "Are you really blind?"
The fortune teller straightened up: "Yes, I'm really blind!"
"Don't lie?"
"I lied to you as Moss."
The devil reached out his hand like the wind and took off the glasses on his face.
The two eyes are opposite each other.
The fortune-telling master opened his eyes and stared straight at Shi Qing: "..."
A few seconds later, he immediately began to lose his eyes and groped in front of him: "You do Moss! Give me back your eyes, and you will bully a blind person. Will your conscience not hurt?"
Shi Qingzhang said, "Really blind?"
"Of course."
Fortune-Teller: "You're jealous, I'm welcome!"
Speaking, he shouted, "Qinglong !!"
"Qinglong !!!"
Shouted several times without response.
His face was stiff.
Then changed his name; "Wang Cai!"
"Wangwangwangwang !!!"
The dog bark came almost immediately from far to near. A black dirt dog happily ran all the way and ran his own rope.
His body was also wet, while running, his hair dripped with water.
When he reached the master's feet, he obediently laid the rope on the ground, squatted beside the fortune-teller, and twitched his tongue with a crooked head and looked at Shi Qing and Meng Qing with a good look.
Meng Qing likes animals. As soon as her sight falls on Wangcai, she can't help but soften.
The fortune-teller master groped like a decent figure, squatting down with his hands on the ground.
Wangcai met, picked up the rope on the ground, raised his head and delivered it to him.
Holding the rope in his hands, the fortune-teller master was right.
"See? No, this is my guide dog."
"Aren't most of the guide dogs Labrador?" Shi Qing looked at the adult black soil dog: "This seems to be a Chinese pastoral dog."
"Which one says that the guide dog can only be a breed dog, my dirt dog is a guide dog. No, look at it."
As he said, he closed his eyes, holding the native dog named Wangcai in his hands, and walked forward steadily.
Wangcai did, as he said, trot forward in small steps, shouting when he encountered obstacles, and then the owner with his eyes closed would walk away.
As the fortune teller walked, he shouted in front: "See, I can go this far."
Take a few more steps: "Look, guide dog!"
A few more steps: "I didn't lie to you."
Then he went all the way to the turn and determined that Shi Qing and Meng Qing couldn't see themselves, and he started running with a dog.
"Walk around, we hurriedly run Wangcai."
One person and one dog ran across the river, and ran to the rows of trees.
The demon king pulled Meng Qing and sat on the tree, watching the fast back of a man and a dog running.
Meng Qing waited until the fortune teller ran far away before turning to ask Shi Qing; "What's the matter with you? I think he's ordinary and doesn't look like a bad person. Although he can't count it, he feels normal. same."
Fortune-tellers like this are all over the street, and casually mentioning them is similar to this.
Shi Qing's shoulder was close to Meng Qing's shoulder, feeling the warmth from his body and yawning:
"Kiss me and tell you."
Meng Qing's ears became red.
Now that the sun is about to go down, the surrounding sky is gradually getting dark, but in his eyes, he still sees the devil very clearly.
The devil's pair always smiled slightly, his eyes raised.
Demon's red lips.
The devil has beautiful slender hands.
He stepped forward slightly, under the cover of the branches, and fulfilled Shi Qing's request.
By the time he turned back, the tip of the young Dao's ears had turned red.
He took the initiative to reach out and gently pulled Shi Qing, Wenrun's voice with a sense of shyness:
"You can't use it in exchange."
"Even if you don't exchange it, I will kiss you."
"Oh?"
The devil looked at him with a smile and leaned on the other side's arms: "Then why have never seen you take the initiative?"
Meng Qing's face was also red.
This time he took the initiative, bowed his head slightly, and completed the deeper communication activities again under the cover of the branches.
The young Taoist carefully held the Devil's hand, and unconsciously rubbed his soft palm with his fingertips, expecting to ask:
"When this is done, go back with me to see Master."
Having said that, his face was even redder, and he blinked embarrassedly, his long eyelashes dropped, and whispered, "It was the master who raised me. I think, I want to see him with you."
This sentence is meant to meet parents.
"no problem."
Shi Qing agreed, and smiled and teased Meng Qing: "What if your master disagrees."
Meng Qing is actually thinking about this issue these days.
He was serious: "Master disagrees, and I will ask Master for his consent."
Then, he said to Shi Qing, who couldn't seem to worry at all, "Don't worry, Master has lived a long time. He should be more receptive to this kind of thing than ordinary people."
Shi Qing nodded: "I have lived for a long time."
"I saw him five hundred years ago, but he was only two hundred years old at that time. He had not worshiped the halal concept, and had not practiced the Taoist method. I ran away at a glance."
Meng Qing looked blank.
Five hundred years, plus two hundred years.
Isn't this 700 years?
He always thought that Master was only over a hundred years old. Although he said that practicing Taoism can prolong life, no matter how long a human's life can be extended, he couldn't live up to two hundred years.
The young Taoist blinked a little in confusion: "The master ... is terrific, he's actually over 700 years old."
"Well, it's terrific, but the courage is too small."
Shi Qing skipped the topic, "Did you bring an incognito?"
Meng Qing obediently pulled out the invisibility.
The two posted a picture, and went to the place where the fortune teller was blind.
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The fortune-telling blind man is named Zhang, and they are called Zhang Blind.
Of course, he is not really a blind man, he just wears sunglasses and pretends to be a blind man so that customers can trust him.
He grew up here since he was a child. Before this, he was in a remote and remote country. Although the scenery is good, the people in the village are poor. He also grew up here. These sights that can only be seen are not useful to them.
Later, it was developed into a tourist area, and tourists came, which only made the villagers more profitable.
Zhang Blind is an orphan and has no land.
When he was young, he hadn't done this fortune-telling business. He was an ordinary labor worker. Later, he was tired. After lying in bed for many days, he couldn't do too much work after that.
No way, he started to find a way to make a living.
He was indeed raised by a real blind man, and that true blind man is indeed a fortune teller, but he has not learned the skills of the other party. Now he uses this bread and butter for a large number of years and can only learn while reading and go out during the day. Stall, come back to see various fortune tellers at night.
Everyone in the town knew that his life was miserable. He was lost to his parents when he was a kid. Someone picked him up, but he was brought to his teens and died.
He was left alone to make a living, begging a daughter-in-law, and Zhu Rubao's hand was hurting in the palm of his hand. As a result, he became ill and collapsed in bed for care.
They also have no children, medical expenses, and expenses for inviting people to take care of the patients.
Although some people don't like him, most people don't say much when they see him flickering.
Although Zhang Blind doesn't have any professional level, he probably has professional literacy.
Fortune telling once for ten dollars, he basically picked up good words.
For example, my mother-in-law came to count her daughter-in-law, and said that she felt that her daughter-in-law would be their normal family.
For another example, if the child came to him when he was ill, he did not blindly fumble, and said that he could not see the disease and was sent to the hospital.
Because I have always been careful and did nothing wrong.
If there was something that was suspected of him, he started pretending to be blind and let his guide dog take his wealth home with him.
Most people disdain to care about a blind man.
Money can be made, but people have to be fine first.
I set up a stall all afternoon today, and counting the two just now, I saw five people and made fifty dollars.
Zhang Blind returned home, holding Wangcai and rubbing his head: "Good boy, it's all up to you today."
"But if I call you Qinglong next time, do you have to promise? Qinglong sounds more elegant than Wangcai, alas, blame me, when I brought you back, how could I get you Wangcai like this? What's his name. "
As a result, it now recognizes only Wangcai, but not Qinglong.
The black soiled dog stared at him obediently, his face full of well-behaved.
"Forget it, I'll tell you what this is doing. I have called you Wangcai for ten years, and it will not be easy to change."
Zhang Blind sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, touched his head again with a tired smile, and started cooking.
After cooking, let it air, wash your face again, wipe the wet back, and look at yourself up and down in the mirror to make sure there is no tired expression on his face before serving his wife. Pee, change her clothes and let it through.
His wife couldn't move, so she could only open her mouth to speak, and saw a smile on his face when he returned: "Are you tired today ...?"
"Not tired."
Zhang Blind was so energetic that he wiped her body and told her with a smile; "Today is very fun. There is a ten-year-old elementary school student who is probably traveling with his parents. Secretly holding money to find me and let me Help him figure out when he can escape from the school. "
"I asked him his age and his current grade level, and then told him the age of graduating from college minus the current age. The boy's face was gray as soon as he heard about it."
His wife smiled weakly: "How can you meet such fun things every day, every day."
"I'm lucky. I'm the best in town as a whole."
Zhang Blind went on to say, "I saw two men holding hands fortune telling today. The times are really different now. The two of them are generous and do not hide at all, but they are real. It ’s good-looking, hey, good-looking male dolls are all together.

His wife listened to her husband's outside stories with a smile, and nodded hard while listening.
When Zhang Blind made it clear, his clothes were changed, the room was ventilated, and the rice he had dried before was fine.
He started feeding again.
While feeding, he said, "I am very old in financial affairs and I am as obedient as before."
"Isn't he catching fish in the river? I always set him up to catch fish. I shouted and he came back. This dog, spiritual, we grew up. He treats us as fathers. Oh shit."
His wife laughed.
But laughing is tiring, and laughing is hard.
With a smile, she couldn't keep her eyes open.
I ca n’t eat any more. She said to her husband stupidly, "Lao Zhang, I think it's time."
"No, no, why not? You're in your early forties, and the days are still here."
"No, I look like this. It's a drag to live. We two have been married for 20 years. I've dragged you down for ten years. I can't drag it anymore. You should have set up your own stall and lived a good life, not because of me , Just make yourself look like this, pretend to be a ghost, I know you have the real ability, all because of me ... "
"Well, you're not a drag."
Zhang Blind sucked his nose. "People say I'm out of luck, but I know I just have good luck."
He reached out and touched his wife's stiff fingers, massaging her for a moment; "Look, I was an orphan, and I was thrown away when I was young. As a result, my master picked me up and raised me to my teens. I just left, just at the age when I could make a living by myself. "
"Living alone, in my early twenties, I met you. I also have a daughter-in-law and a family. You said, if I am unlucky, how can I be so lucky."
He said a lot, but his wife could hardly hear it.
Man is dying and he is always dying.
The middle-aged woman stared straight at the ceiling, sighing long and long, "I can't do it, Lao Zhang, I can't hold it."
"I have to go. You are good and good."
"Don't go, don't go!"
Zhang Blindly quickly clasped his wife's hand and took money out of his pocket: "Look, I make money, I make money, you see."
"Don't watch, don't watch ..."
Like her daughter-in-law, she suddenly moved her hand and grabbed Zhang Blind, her eyes filled with tears.
"I can't let go of you!"
She didn't move.
Zhang Blind stiffened, "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law?"
He tried to squeeze out a smile, raised the bowl again, and handed a spoonful of rice to his wife's mouth: "You see, I fried potato shreds today. Don't you like potato shreds? I cut them thinly, you eat It's not hard to get up. "
"I didn't put chili. I know you don't like chili."
"I met Wang Shuhua today. Didn't you have a good relationship with her? As a result, she also demolished my table today. It was too bad."
"My family's wealth is strange today. It didn't catch fish. It used to catch fish."
"Father-in-law, come and open your mouth for dinner, it will be cold."
No one answered him.
He slowly buried his head by the bed and wept softly.
There was a full voice from Wangcai in the outside: "Wangwangwang !!!"
"Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang!"
It's a pity that his master was immersed in sorrow and didn't even think about it.
"It's a good dog, what do you think?"
Shi Qing touched the dog's head and turned to ask Meng Qing: "Do you think your master would like it?"
Meng Qing hesitated.
"Master, he ... doesn't seem to like dogs."
Shi Qing: "It's all right, I think he will like it when he sees it."
After speaking, they entered the room together.
The blind man in the room cried and figured it out.
His only affair in this world is his wife and wealth.
When Wang Caishou is dead, he will not live.
He sobbed, gently reached out, found a white dress, and covered his wife's face.
As soon as he reached out his hand, he froze.
Holding the clothes on his hands, was bloating in vain.
Shi Qing brought Wangcai in. As soon as Wangcai reached Zhang Blizzard, he shook his tail and whispered. He was aggrieved and hummed more than a puppy.
Zhang Blind looked at it blankly, reached out his hand, and touched it.
Wangcai rarely calls it like this.
After growing up, this was the second time he heard it call it.
When was the first time ...
The rainy day appeared to him.
He led Wangcai on the bridge, his feet slipped, and the whole man slipped.
In fact, in a strict sense, he was not drowned, but his head was stuck on a rock in the river, and then he floated down the current.
Wang Cai jumped down and fished him.
It was just like it was just now, low, whining and whispering to him.
He felt the blood shed, shed ...
His body was cold.
He wants to sleep, he feels tired.
But I can't sleep, how can I sleep.
He fell asleep, his daughter-in-law, his family is rich, what should they do?
Can't let it go.
He's gone, how can they survive.
Especially his daughter-in-law, who would take care of her and who would support her without him.
Who turned her over and who helped her change clothes.
He slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and returned home with Wangcai.
In front of the mirror, he wiped his face, his expression slowly wondering.
Strange, why are you so wet?
Zhang blind man stood up blankly, he turned around and saw his daughter-in-law looking at him.
He didn't leave because he couldn't let her go.
She also didn't leave because she couldn't let him go.
Outside, the ghost sent out his head carefully, and cleared to Shi: "Master, lord, we should go in time ..."
Next to him, the aunt in colorful clothes also curiously poked out her head and saw the scene inside the room. She clapped her hands: "Oh! Girl! Lao Zhang! You two are also dead, come and come, just be my companion! "
Shi Qing asked Meng Qing: "You didn't see that he was a living corpse?"
The young Taoist shook his head in shame: "I didn't see it, this is the first time I've seen a living body."
"Living corpses are usually obsessed to maintain the appearance of a normal person. His obsession is his wife."
The devil asked his righteous lover: "Seeing this scene, do you have anything to say?"
Meng Qing shook her head: "I didn't, what do you want to say?"
"miss you."
Shi Qing yawned and leaned on the chief like a boneless man:
"Family, just be neat."
As he said, he snapped his fingers, and the black dog, who had been tragically killed by both masters, ran over.
The devil touched his head: "Poor, they're all dead, and it's just you."
"But rest assured, I will make you the first dog to practice."
Meng Qing recalled the previous memories and looked at the lovers with bright eyes: "If no one is helping to attract the living corpses, it is inseparable from the world, and the soul must be scattered. You are here to help them.
"Don't think so much."
Shi Qing raised her eyebrows and touched the dog's head: "I just want this dog, just by the way."
Meng Qing did not pierce him, only blushing, and squatted silently beside her lover.
"Let's meet my master."
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"No !!!!"
"Absolutely not !!!!"
Meng Qing's master with a white beard and annoyed face: "Meng Qing! Give me a little soberness, how can you be with him! He is a demon! A demon!"
"You! I grew up with a lot of hardships and a good seed, how can you be defiled by him!"
"I tell you, even if you are married and have children, you cannot be with him!"
Meng Qing blushed, her head a little embarrassed:
"Master, Shiqing and I are a natural pair. We are destined to marry."
The righteous person will vomit blood: "Who? !!!"
"Which turtle grandson said that!"
Meng Qing: "If it's not the case, why don't you let me get my card now?"
Right: "..."
"A Taoist certificate requires a degree! You have followed me since you were little, and you didn't go to school. How do you get it!"
However, no matter how much he vomited blood, Meng Qing blushed and spoke softly, but her expression remained firm:
"I want to be with Shi Qing, I like him!"
"No! I disagree!"
Stand up violently;
"Even if he is a demon, I am not afraid of him! I have been practicing for 700 years and I am not afraid of anything!"
He went out with arrogance.
Meng Qing quickly chased after him: "Master!"
As soon as he went out, the teacher and apprentice saw Shi Qing who was holding Wangcai.
Young Dao's eyes were bright and his face couldn't help but smile.
And Zhengxing, he stared at Wangcai hardly, his expression was already rigid.
Shi Qing: "I heard that Director Dao did not agree with me and Qingqing."
Right; "... right, right! I just disagree! I! Right! Kill disagree!"
"Well, Chief, although I am a demon, I also respect you. This dog is regarded as a parting gift for me and Meng Qing. If you insist on breaking us up, you will accept this dog."
Meng Qing froze, her fists couldn't help but take a step forward: "Shi Qing ..."
The devil blinked at him and let go of the rope on his hand.
Wangcai ran happily past.
Right: "..."
Wangcai ran forward.
Right: "..."
Wangcai stuck his tongue and smelled his taste.
Right: "..."
Right: "..."
"Dog !!!"
He slumped to the ground and turned into a plump vole.
Squeaked and ran away like the wind.