Chapter 1215

Seeing the dirty little boy, the white haired old man was not angry, but asked, "little beggar, why are you here?"

"Don't always be a little beggar, call me a little beggar, call me a happiness transmitter!" The dirty little boy immediately pouted and said with dissatisfaction on his face.

"On your way here, when you see your aunt, you call her beautiful sister. After coaxing them into rapture, you can also be called a happiness messenger by begging for some small money. What's the difference between you and a liar?" The white haired old man chuckled and said.

"Come on, you old man, don't you lie by mouth when you open a fortune telling stall? Why should an old liar ridicule a little liar?" the little boy said disdainfully.

While talking, he took out two hot big steamed buns from his arms and threw them to the white haired old man. He said, "old liar, haven't you eaten yet? Take it. Today, the little liar invited you to eat big steamed buns."

The white haired old man was also rude. After taking the big steamed bread, he sat down with the little boy, ate it and said, "little liar, I don't rely on the most deception. I can really measure the secret of heaven, see my destiny, know the past and predict the future!"

"Cut, you're so powerful. What do you say about my future life?" The little boy said with disdain on his face.

Hearing the speech, the white haired old man glanced at the little boy and said, "for your sake of inviting me to eat steamed bread today, I'll calculate it for you."

With that, he ate the steamed bread in one hand and kept calculating in the other hand. From time to time, he spit out a few obscure words.

When the little boy saw the old man with white hair, he couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything to interrupt him.

However, the more the white haired old man calculated, the more strange his face looked. His eyes were full of light, and from time to time he showed surprise. Finally, the white haired old man laughed and shouted to the sky from time to time:

"Heaven helps me, too. I didn't expect to meet such a good seedling when I was about to die!"

"It seems that the secret of heaven will not be cut off!"

The pedestrians around could not help walking around the fortune teller's stall when they saw the crazy appearance of the white haired old man.

The little boy was also startled when he saw the old man with white hair. He quickly said, "what's the matter with you, old liar? Isn't it Alzheimer's disease? All right, I won't let you help me with my fortune telling, so as not to expose your little trick."

At this time, he had finished the big steamed bread in his hand, wiped the steamed bread crumbs on his mouth, kneaded it into a small rub, threw it into his mouth again, chewed it and said, "OK, old liar, you can continue to tell your fortune here, and I should go out to spread happiness."

Who knows, when he just got up, the white haired old man grabbed the little boy's hand with his backhand. His eyes were full of light. He asked the little boy, "little liar, I have just calculated that you and I have a relationship of apprenticeship. Would you like to worship me as a teacher? I will teach you what you have learned all your life!"

Hearing the white haired old man's words, the little boy was startled and said, "old liar, you won't be really crazy. You still want to cheat me for money. I tell you, I'm so smart that I won't be fooled by you."

He broke away from the old man with white hair and said solemnly, "OK, I won't talk to you. I'm going to work."

Seeing that the little boy was about to turn and leave, the white haired old man was worried and quickly said, "little liar, if you are willing to worship me as a teacher and learn from me, I can give you money!"

"Can I make money by learning from you? Is there such a good thing?" Hearing the speech, the little boy couldn't help showing an interested look and said.

The white haired old man didn't talk nonsense. When his right hand turned over, a stack of red hundred yuan bills appeared in his hand.

As soon as the little boy saw the stack of hundred yuan bills, his eyes lit up and exclaimed, "old liar, did you bring so much money?"

"You old fellow, you have so much money and pretend to be poor every day. It's too much for me to invite you to dinner!"

With a smile, the white haired old man seemed to find the weakness of the little liar and said, "what's the matter, little liar, do you want this money? If you want it, please worship me as a teacher!"

The little boy was very excited when he heard the speech, but finally shook his head and said to the white haired old man, "I don't want your little money. If I want to make money, I can rely on my own hands. Do you know what it means to starve to death and don't eat food?"

Seeing the boy's resolute attitude, the white haired old man's face could not help showing disappointment.

But at this time, the little boy turned his voice and said to the white haired old man, "but for your poor sake, I'll come back to you at night after working during the day, and I'll study with you at night."

The white haired old man was overjoyed and said, "it's a deal!"

While they were talking, a pink Aurora suddenly appeared in the blue sky over the West Lake. In an instant, it turned the sky pink.

Pedestrians on the roadside stopped one after another. When they saw the strange scene, there was a burst of noise, as if they saw a miracle that could not be seen in a century. Many people took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the sky.

"Isn't it just that the sky has become a little pink? What's amazing? Cut, see less and see more!" Seeing the passers-by doing so, the little boy disdained to smile and said, "right, old man?"

While talking, he turned to look at the old man with white hair, but found that the old man with white hair stared at the sky, as if he saw something frightening. His eyes were full of amazement, and his mouth muttered from time to time.

"Natural visions, Wang expected right, the disaster of heaven and earth is really coming!"

"When Wang told me about it, I was skeptical because I didn't calculate it in the eight array of heavenly secrets. Unexpectedly, it's true!"

Hearing the white haired old man talking to himself again, like a madman, the little boy nervously approached the white haired old man, stretched out his dirty little hand, shook it in front of the white haired old man, and said, "old man, are you okay? Don't scare me!"

Hearing the speech, the white haired old man came back to his senses, slowly lowered his head and his eyes fell on the little boy. The corners of his mouth couldn't help raising a slight smile and whispered: "fortunately, before the disaster of heaven and earth came, I finally found the person to inherit. The secret of heaven is endless, and I'm dead without regret!"

At this point, he reached out and patted the little boy on the head, smiled and said, "don't worry, good disciple, master will be fine!"

At least I won't die until I finish teaching the mystery of heaven!

After seeing the normal tone of the white haired old man, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief and said, "OK, you're fine. If you die, I really can't find someone who can listen to me."

"No, I'm going to start!"

With that, the little boy turned and ran away.

Looking at the back of the little boy leaving, the white haired old man raised a slight arc around his mouth, and his eyes were full of joy.

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