She made fire by setting up a stall

Chapter 170 Diversity of Unhappy Marriages

Afterwards, Shi Luo led Ming Xun along the way, and slowed down to remind him of potholes.

Close to the woods, Ming Xun discovered that this forest should be planted by someone specially, and the trees were planted with the same kind of trees, and the distance between the trees was exactly the same.

"This is a poplar tree. The villagers plant it and sell it." Shi Luo touched the trunk.

The branches and leaves are automatic without wind.

"Luoluo, do these trees have spirits?" Ming Xun raised his head, looking at the branches and leaves shaking more and more cheerfully, and asked.

Shi Luo shook his head, "Not at all."

During the conversation, a tree was dancing, and gradually became one, and the clattering sound seemed to welcome the arrival of the two.

A few leaves swayed and fell, and when they were about to touch Ming Xun's shoulder, Shi Luo raised his other hand and grabbed the withered yellow leaves.

Since the tree has no spirit, it is because Shi Luo deliberately let the branches and leaves shake, Ming Xun's eyes were burning brightly, and he said with certainty: "Did Luo Luo let me listen on purpose?"

"Natural sounds are the best." Living in a high-rise building in Ming Xun, the sounds he hears most are people's voices and car horns outside.

"That's true." Ming Xun almost obsessively listened to the rustling of leaves.

Especially this voice was made especially for him by Shi Luo.

"Luoluo, don't waste any more energy." After only a moment, Ming Xun felt a little distressed.

The beeping gradually stopped, and the buzzing of insects around them became louder.

only--

When she was walking forward, she stopped and held Ming Xun.

"What's wrong?" Ming Xun was a little strange.

It's only been 10 minutes, Luoluo wants to go back?
"But what happened?" All Ming Xun could think of was the ancient corpse on the roof of the car.

"Nothing." Shi Luo continued to walk back.

Tomorrow to keep up.

Still wondering.

When he got out of the grove, Shi Luo stopped in his tracks.

"Luoluo, is there anything weird in the woods?"

"Have."

At the end of the day, Ming Xun grabbed her wrist and walked like flying, not at all unsteady as he was stumbling and walking just now.

This time, the time lag slowed down.

"There are people in the woods." Shi Luo was worried that Ming Xun would fall, so she grabbed Ming Xun with her backhand and told him to slow down. If there were other people around at the moment, Shi Luo would definitely not say much, but Ming Xun was different.

"A man and a woman, the man is married, the woman is married, and they have sex in the woods." Shi Luo roughly told Ming Xun what he heard.

Ming Xun really didn't expect it to come out like this, he frowned, raised his hand, and covered Shiluo's ear.

"I can't hear it anymore." Ming Xun's warm palm covered her somewhat cold ears. For a moment, except for the sound of blood flowing in Ming Xun's palm, Shi Luo couldn't hear any other movement.

At this moment, the world of Shi Luo only has Ming Xun.

Ming Xun let go, "Luoluo, let's go back and find a mountain with spiritual power next time. We'll stay for another night so you can absorb more."

Even though Shi Luo's body could absorb spiritual energy automatically, it's just that the spiritual energy in the busy city of Shangjing is too thin, and the spiritual energy condensed in Shi Luo's body is still very little.

Shi Luo also had this intention.

When the two returned to the small square, there were many people in the square instead of many.

Ming Xun asked her, "Does Luoluo want to rest in the car first, or sit here?"

It was still early, so Shi Luo simply returned to the car, took out his work tools, then returned to the side of the square, found a place with few people, sat down, and stuck the small wooden sign on the ground.

Shi Luo's series of movements are so smooth and flowing, Ming Xun can't help but want to laugh.

Not only was Guangming Xun interested in Shiluo's fortune-telling, Zhang Jia and the others also gathered here.

Ming Xun shook his head at the four of them.

They stopped and chose a place not too far away to stand in twos.

The four of them didn't bother to look at Shiluo and Mingxun.

Otherwise, if the people in the square saw it, who would dare to come over?
There is no need to worry about Ming Xun, he also took out a folding stool from the car and put it next to Shi Luo, but before sitting down, he still asked, "Luo Luo, will this bother you?"

"No." Shi Luo didn't look at the crowd, she did fortune-telling for people because of fate.

Shi Luo fumbled for a few copper coins in his hands, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Ming Xun was even quieter, and he found it very interesting to be able to get closer to the hour, even if he just sat like this.

Half an hour later, still no one cares.

Zhang Jia squatted on the ground with a piece of grass in his mouth. He said vaguely: "These people are really out of luck. A master like Miss Shi is hard to come by. They don't even even look at it."

Qi Xiaobo was about the same age as Zhang Jia. He lifted his trousers and squatted next to Zhang Jia. He had never seen Shi Luo tell someone's fortune, "Is Miss Shi so powerful?"

"That's not true." Zhang Jia took the grass out of his mouth, and told Qi Xiaobo what he had experienced.

In the end, he sighed, "If Miss Shi hadn't said that I have nothing to worry about, I would have asked Miss Shi to tell me something."

Qi Xiaobo was thoughtful.

"Hey, someone has gone." Zhang Jia whispered.

At this moment, a young man and a woman stood in front of Shi Luo.

The man didn't trust Shi Luo very much, but the woman squatted in front of Shi Luo, obviously wanting to give it a try.

"She's so young, how can she be accurate? It's a waste of money." The man urged impatiently.

The woman glanced at Shi Luo quickly, afraid that her husband's words would make Shi Luo unhappy, but when she saw that Shi Luo's face was not displeased, she was relieved, tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, and whispered: "Don't say that, I use own money."

"Isn't your money mine?" The man's voice was raised, obviously the woman's words annoyed him.

"You said it when you got married, and you will listen to me in the future, and I will keep all the money you earn. It's only been two years, why? You don't want to?" The man looked at his wife suspiciously, "What the hell are you doing?" How much money was stolen?"

The man said "money" every word, his tone was mean, and he showed no respect to his wife.

Even though the street lights were dim, the woman's flushed face still fell into the eyes of those around her, and she was too ashamed to lift her head.

"No, this 500 yuan is my bonus from last month, and it was given to me by my mother when I went home last time." The woman got up and wanted to leave.

"As a co-author, do you think the bonus is not considered salary? And why didn't you tell me what your mother gave you?" The man blamed his wife relentlessly.

"My mother gave me 300 yuan. She saw that I had worn the clothes for several years and wanted me to buy a new set of clothes."

"What does she mean? Does she dislike me and treat you harshly?" The man sneered, "Who chased after me to marry me? And your parents, they often show off me as a son-in-law in the village, right?"

"No, my parents are not like this." The woman was a little anxious, and the man looked down on her parents, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The man cut out, "My family has a villa in the town, and I have two cars, both of which are good cars. You are the only one in your village married with a villa. Your parents can wake up with a smile in their dreams, right?"

The woman was also a little anxious, "My parents are not such people at all."

The man probably didn't want to quarrel with his wife outside, and he became more and more impatient, "OK, OK, whatever you say, hurry up and leave."

The woman also lost her temper. She squatted on the ground without moving, so she had to forget about it.

It turned out that every time Luoluo gave fortune-telling, it was these unfortunate things that Luoluo saw. Mingxun hugged Shiluo's shoulder distressedly.

"She can count farts. How can there be such a young fortune teller? She also has a man with her. She is teasing you. You are the only one who is stupid and gives money to others."

(End of this chapter)