Here Lies The Wicked

When I heard that the old god stick was going to start using the fragrance of fortune, I looked straight at what I was expecting.

He still looks forward to the next effect of this scent of fortune.

I saw an old god stick touching his lower body and pulling something out.

Click.

Look at the old god stick pull out the lighter and light the incense.

Lifting white smoke,

Fang was surprised.

That's a little inconsistent with his imagination.

This is not the usual scent of folk, but the scent of fortune.

Is that how it starts? Without a special way of starting or using a sacred fire such as a congenital fire, would Sangami True Fire work?

That's not great.

And!!

Square left and right temples in the burst of wild bounce.

Everyone else is ordering a fragrance.

What's wrong with your old god stick just lighting a incense?

This incense of the old god stick was lit. It was a whole hundred or more incenses of thread. It suddenly made the street smoke, choked the passers-by to cover their noses and fled in a hurry.

Fang suddenly has some regrets. This is an unreliable old god stick. This time it is unreliable.

“Cough... Little brother, this fragrance works with some discount. I suggest you burn as much as you can next time. If the quality is not good, we can use the quantity together and the quantity changes to cause quality changes! ”

In the smoke, the old god stick smoked and spoke, smoking his nose and tears.

Fang Zheng did not make a sound, and did not interrupt the old god stick. He looked quietly at the old god stick and concentrated on the effects of the scent of fortune.

Next, the old priest began to hold a handful of lucky incense in his hands, his eyes blinking across the street at the unlucky thief, and his mouth began to read words.

Thieves across the street, standing in front of a store with a nail cut in their hand, pretending to cut their nails to cover their identity. At night, outside the store door, there are several battery cars parked.

Fang thought the old priest was reading the spell, but after a while, he heard something wrong.

“I want the most valuable thing in you! ”

“I want the most valuable thing in you! ”

……

Sure enough, things don't depend on the old god stick.

I don't know if the old priest has been staring at the relationship, the thief who has been wandering around the battery car noticed the old priest's gaze.

And then I saw the old god stick holding a incense in his hand, and he turned to him, and he was so angry, he cursed me to death.

The thief glanced hard at the old god stick and the warning was obvious.

But the old god stick, which was being smoked with snot and tears, kept falling down, lowered his head and wiped his eyes, did not see the thief stare hard.

The thief saw the old god stick so uninteresting, he rushed straight across the street and caught the old god stick with his eyes open: “Old man, if you don't want to get beat up, get the fuck out of here. ”

The old god wandered slightly into the wind, threatening his thief, and then naturally fell to the ground, frightening the thief, which was especially touching the porcelain.

When he saw the people around him, he started pointing a finger at him, and the thief started crying unjustly: “Stop it, I didn't touch you at all, you fell down yourself. ”

The old god stick still lay on the ground and woke up.

Thieves have fled in desolation, not even stealing batteries, afraid that the old god stick on the ground will really depend on him.

Running too fast, Ding, dropping an item.

At first glance, he was suddenly amused.

It was the nail clipper in the thief's hand that fell on the floor.

Looking at the nail clippings falling off the ground, the face of the old god stick went green on the spot.

“Old Goddess, you're burning up your scent and the thief is gone. Is this the stolen treasure? Is this the nail clipper? ”

Fang is deliberately biting the nail cut three words, and the color of God seems to laugh and not laugh.

I don't know if this fragrance is a matter of material, it burns fast, and in a matter of minutes, it burns fast, leaving only the last piece of fine wood.

“This is a mistake!! ”

“It's possible that the thief was already poor, and the only thing that was most valuable to him was this nail clip. Whoever's poorest in the world must be a thief, because he's poor! ”

The old priest with the green face got up again, infarcted his neck with a hard argument, and then saw him reach out and pull out a new incense.

It was only then that we noticed that there was a black bag on the ground on the other side of the body of the old god stick.

The fragrance of fortune came out of a black bag.

After the battery thief was scared away by the old god stick touching porcelain, this time, the old god stick changed another target.

This time it was a fashionable woman dressed brightly.

She was seen crossing the zebra line and throwing garbage at will, as the weather was dull and her palms were prone to sweat, she threw down several groups of wet wipes along the way to wipe the sweat off her palms and threw them all the way.

Not at all literate.

“That's you! ”

The old god stick began to burn incense, and the roadside was full of smoke and white smoke rolled.

I don't know, I thought something was burning over here. Is it on fire?

Fang listened carefully, this time the old god stick changed the spell.

“No more nail clippings this time! ”

“No more nail clippings this time! ”

……

At this time, the woman who threw the wet wipes all the way past the zebra line, she saw the old god stick staring at her beauty, and she still had the incense for the dead, and her face turned ugly when she climbed.

“What are you looking at, you old, stinking, shameless thing! ”

“This thing in your hand is annoying, don't you mean to curse me to death sooner! ”

Slip! Slip!

She stepped on her high heels and rushed to steal the scent from the old god stick.

As a result, because of the late weather, the high heels stepped on the gutter cover plate by the road, the heel was stuck in the grille, the feet twisted, and the person fell on his knees and knocked on a head toward the old cleric.

Square: “…”

Old Goddess stick: "…”

Finally, the woman, dressed in bright clothes, knee-jerked, cried and took a taxi to the hospital.

Fang looked at the old god stick with a strange look: "Old god stick, do you really rely on the luck scent of the evening edition? ”

“The first man dropped a nail clip. ”

“The second person confessed to a dry daughter for nothing. ”

“How do I feel, you're lucky you're not passing by once. ”

At this time, the old god stick, his face darkened, the fortune scent twice in a row turned out different than imagined, but he could imagine how depressed his mood was. At this time, he was agitated by Fang Zheng. He said: "You can come. ”

“If you're lucky enough to earn a hundred today... no, if you can earn a thousand dollars today, I'll run naked. ”

“I don't believe it, it's also lucky. I can only pick up the nail clippings, but you can pick up the money. ”

Saying, the old god stick has stuffed the incense into Fang's square hand.

“Okay, that's what you said.” Fang is taking over the lighter and getting ready to light the incense.

He's hiding some expectations. What does Lucky bring to him?