The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

Solo was shocked after hearing Tang Ling's report, but at this moment, the old man had already stopped in front of several low houses and turned to look at Solo.

Almost at the same time as the old man turned his head to look over, the doors on both sides of the street in this shantytown opened at the same time, and countless people in various clothes appeared on both sides of the street, some with their arms folded, some with their sleeves folded, some wiping their noses...

Everyone looked at Solo and Tang Ling in unison, with all kinds of eyes...

These people were of different ages and genders, and they looked at Solo and Tang Ling with different expressions. Some stood there giggling, some looked contemptuous, some looked numb, and some looked curious.

Dresses from all walks of life in various forms in the world, and all kinds of expressions like the cold world, give people a strange feeling.

"Do you see anything?" Solo asked in a low voice.

"What else? See those young people dressed in high society? A set of clothes is worth more than 10,000+, and they will appear in this kind of place?

Also, look at those people dressed as migrant workers, they are even more fake than you used to pretend to be migrant workers, their skin is not right, and those women, who look like virgins at first glance, are dressed as chickens..."

"I'm not asking this, their skills..."

"There's no murderous intent, I can't tell..." Tang Ling said.

Just as Tang Ling said this, the old fortune-teller shouted hoarsely at Solo and Tang Ling, "Young man, are you still a fortune teller?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Ah heh heh heh..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Wow Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

"Tch... it's a fucking fortune teller..."

Countless weird laughter sounded, and then a fat woman cursed, and these people rushed back into the room with a coaxing sound, and the door was slowly closed.

Squeaky...

The broken wooden door behind the fortune-telling old man was opened, and a little girl with two braids poked her head out from the door. The two big eyes blinked and blinked very cutely, especially her skin, which was so white that it was almost as white as the girl Baixue. fight.

'One white covers one hundred ugliness', not to mention that the little girl looks as good as the girl Shuirou, but her temperament is completely different.

In terms of age, the little girl can't tell her age, fourteen or fifteen?Sixteen or seventeen?But the swollen breasts half exposed outside the door make one sure that the little girl is at least above the age...

"Grandpa... Did you bring a fortune-teller home again? Tell you, I won't help you this time, hum..." The little girl shrank back and wanted to close the door.

"Hey... Nizi, just help grandpa one more time. I met a young man who is not in the seal. This time you really want to help grandpa. This person is too strange. I have been fortune-telling for most of my life, and this is the first time I have seen him." Until..." The old man grabbed the doorknob and begged the little girl.

"Where is the person?" The little girl opened the door curiously and came out to look around. Finally, she put her little hand over her mouth and let out an exclamation, and opened her eyes wide.

"Damn it! It's too plump..." When Solo saw the whole picture of the little girl, he yelled indecently, with a face like a pig brother, and Yang Yuhuan, one of the four beauties of China, stood in front of the broken house in the distance. The little girl overlapped together.

"The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up and was raised in a deep boudoir... What is the beauty of the country? Two words?" Solo wailed while gesticulating.

"Cut... It's really not a thing. It's fine to grab money, beams, and land, but now you even want to grab women?" Tang Ling looked contemptuous.

"Ling'er, do you want to go over?" Solo asked Tang Ling, without taking his eyes off the little girl in front of him.

"But what can you do? Pick up girls in front of my girlfriend, what?" Tang Ling cursed in a low voice and took the lead to walk forward.

"Wow! What a wretched big grasshopper...Wow, what a beautiful killer of beautiful women, can't it be the legendary shadow killer in the capital..." The little girl finally screamed out.

Solo followed Tang Ling to the little girl, and the little girl stared at Solo and Tang Ling drooling with wide eyes.

"Young man, since you are here, let's go into the house! But don't try to trick my granddaughter, every man who wants to trick her will have to leave a third leg before leaving..." The old man was very unscrupulous Opened his mouth and said.

"Go into the house... come in, how can you not come in, little sister, you are so beautiful, do you have a boyfriend? Look at me..."

"Hurry up and go in..." Tang Ling couldn't see it anymore, and grabbed Solo's arm and dragged him into the room.

The shabby house couldn't be more shabby, and the house is a shed made of plastic sheeting, which looks like it has been around for some years.

The windows were covered with plastic sheets, apparently to keep warm. The house was really barren, and even mice would not patronize it.

There is a large heated kang in the room, and a stove is burning on the ground, which makes the room very warm. The old man has already taken off his shoes and got on the kang, and sat behind the kang table with his back to the window. Not sure.

The little girl followed in. She seemed to be very interested in Solo, and circled around Solo. She seemed to be drooling like Soro, and her saliva was rushing...

The little girl's height was about the same as Bai Xue's, a little shorter than Solo's, but a bit shorter than Tang Ling's. After all, Tang Ling was a head taller than Solo's, and this was the effect after she didn't wear high heels.

"Nizi, why don't you invite the guests to sit down? Pour tea for the guests..." the old man said solemnly.

"Oh...please sit down..."

The little girl smiled and asked Solo and Tang Ling to sit on the edge of the kang. Solo sat on it with a smile, while Tang Ling frowned as she looked at the dark soil on the edge of the kang, but turned her body towards Solo's. Leaned forward and did not sit down.

The little girl didn't care, she picked up the steaming kettle on the stove, made tea for Solo and Tang Ling, put them in bowls on the kang, then climbed onto the kang and sat in front of the kang table, the two With his hands on his chin, he giggled and watched Suo Luo and Tang Ling laughing non-stop.

"Nizi, let's take a look. It's this young man. He wanted to calculate whether his recent affairs would be successful, but grandpa wanted to see his fate, but saw that his fate was shrouded in a cloud of mist, and it seemed that he was not in the fate. What's the matter?"

The old man asked the little girl standing beside him.

"Grandpa, there are really not many fates that cannot be calculated by the five elements and gossip, and there are few records in history, but such people do not exist.

This kind of person is either a person of great kindness, or a person of great treachery and evil, or someone who practiced a heaven-defying technique to change his fate..." The little girl said.

"Oh? Why didn't Grandpa hear you say it before?" The old man regained his energy and immediately stretched his neck to ask.

"Hee hee... The old god came here a few days ago. You were not at home. He mentioned a person to me, saying that he has this kind of fate..." The little girl laughed.