Genius Fortune-teller

No longer saying one more word, Lin Bai stood up to take off his luggage and went down to the entrance of the station with the crowd.

The murder weapon beauty on the car seat holds her face in both hands and looks at Lin Bai's back with a playful smile. Does it mean that this boy is really capable? How can he see that he ran away from home with his family in such a short time.

The weather in Jintan this year is a bit strange. It's just coming to the edge of June. It's like entering the plum rain season. The sky has been cloudy and there are scattered raindrops falling. As soon as Lin Bai stepped down from the train, he felt a chill on his face. At this time, the rain began to wave.

Scolded sound Niang, Lin Bai helplessly turned around and balked for a while, still really found a shelter for him.

Get into the side of the station exit under the shed of the store, there is a build not a build and the side covet his beautiful landlady talk, Lin Bai professional scanning the crowd in the station.

Although it seems that we need the guidance of famous teachers, like other knowledge, we need the accumulation of experience. The best place to accumulate experience is the railway station. All kinds of people have it. As long as they have the heart, it is not difficult to find some knowledge from it.

When he answered the phone before he came, the old man said to himself that someone would come to pick him up, but Lin Bai didn't know who the person was or what he looked like. But after waiting at the entrance of the station for a long time, I didn't even see a hair. It's hard for the old man to rinse himself.

"Young man, look at that madman over there. He's walking slowly in such a heavy rain. He's like a drowned chicken in the rain. It's far worse than young man you are." One side of the fat landlady looked at Lin Bai Junxiu's face, swallowed saliva, way.

Lin Bai smiles, does not make a sound, raises an eye to look, as expected sees in the huge station square, that and the surrounding fast running crowd out of place figure.

Some gray hair, clothes are also very simple, if there is no such heavy rain pouring, perhaps also some hale and hearty feeling, but now it is like a Mr. Lu Xun's stupid goose general, bent back, a crooked walk in the rain.

Looking at the old man's back, Lin Bai didn't feel a little pitiful. He just wanted to take two steps forward and help the old man to shelter from the rain. But always feel not right, fixed a look, Lin Bai was stunned.

This old madman is not a crooked walker. His footwork has the smell of nine palaces and eight trigrams, and his hands never seem to stop.

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