shock!The tyrant's three-year-old milk group is a Xuanmen boss

Chapter 172 Mud is a big asshole

Actually, Yun Jingshuo is 17 years old this year.

Judging from the young people who are married early today, it is understandable that he has such a young daughter.

However, the old Taoist said so.

It seems that the distance between him and the tenth sister has been pulled far away.

What if the tenth younger sister thinks he is old and doesn't like to play with him anymore?
Yun Jingshuo straightened his face and sneered.

"You old way of cheating, since you are so capable, why can't you see that I and this little girl in my arms are siblings?!"

The old man was stunned.

He didn't think of it either.

I thought it would be no big deal for a wealthy son of this age to have a few bed-warming maids and give birth to a concubine daughter early.

Unexpectedly, the two are brother and sister?

At this time, the old Taoist stroked his beard to make up for him.

"It turns out that you two are brothers and sisters. I didn't calculate the identities of the two of you as an old man. I just said it casually. You are not serious. If you really ask me to count, I can count the eighteen generations of your ancestors. If you accidentally kill your family The dirty and scandalous things are also said, the old Taoist is afraid that the young master will not be able to hold his face!"

Yun Jingshuo laughed angrily.

I don't know if this old man can really figure out who the eighteen generations of his ancestors are.

Can you still maintain such an insolent expression while standing and talking to him.

Little Naituan finally had enough of seeing the excitement, and sat on Yunjingshuo's arms and said to the old Taoist.

"You don't need to ask you to determine your identity, you can prove that Ni is a big asshole!"

Big ass? ?
Yun Jingshuo twitched the end of his eyes, and corrected his sister solemnly.

"big liar."

The Taoist looked the two of them up and down, and raised his voice: "I have practiced the old way for 20 years, and I am afraid that the two of you will fail. Dare to ask this little girl, how do you prove it?"

Xiao Naituan patted Yun Jingshuo on the shoulder, motioning for him to put herself down.

Then the little guy climbed onto the small bench in front of the Taoist fortune-telling booth and sat down on his hands and feet.

"It's very simple, as long as you just sit here, all the money-guessing tricks you just did are useless, do you want to try?"

The old man thought that this little milk group had some abilities.

It turned out that he wanted to test the authenticity of his amulet.

Now he has more confidence.

Although he himself is indeed a charlatan, but the treasure in his hand is genuine.

Can you still be afraid that this little girl will fail?

He pointed at Yun Youfu and said, "Okay! Little girl, I'll give it a try with you, if you lose, what should I do?"

Yun Youfu tenderly took out from her bosom the heavy purse of silver that Yun Jingwei gave her this morning.

"If Wo loses, the money here will be muddy, but what if you lose?"

Seeing that the little girl had so much money on her, the Taoist almost stared straight at her.

He pretended to be calm and said: "If I lose, I will admit that I am a liar, and how about offering this amulet with both hands?"

The little guy waved his hand disdainfully.

"I don't want it. If you lose, you can bring your things. Wherever the nest tells you to go, you can go there. How about it?"

The old man thought about it, and it wasn't too difficult.

Immediately agreed.

"it is good!"

The two finalized it.

Yun Youfu took out a tael of silver from her purse.

The Taoist turned away.

The little guy casually stuffed the silver into the first clay cup.

"Okay, let's take a guess!"

The Taoist turned around confidently.

He took out the amulet and asked.

"God, god, is this silver in the first cup?"

The voice fell.

There seemed to be a breeze blowing, and the amulet trembled weakly.

Everyone thought it was going to spin again like before.

The amulet stopped suddenly.

Then, it hung in the air motionless.

(End of this chapter)