Chapter 124 Healthy competition?

Deep in the alley.

Master Liangran came to set up his stall again on his modified tricycle.

He hummed a little tune and set up the stall.

Stall banner: Fortune telling?

Zuo Gua: I can’t calculate it accurately, so I won’t charge you?

Right hanging: I think too much and can’t calculate it accurately, so hit me!

Anyway, you have to pay!

Liangran glanced at the opposite side and found that there was actually a competitor today.

Obviously, the other side also saw him.

Opposite him was an old man who was about fifty or sixty years old, about the same age as Leran. He was wearing a Taoist robe, had a long beard and long hair, and his hair was tied up. He looked like a crazy master.

He walked towards Liangran.

He glanced at Le Ran's stall and gave him a thumbs-up. "Big monk, that's pretty cool!"

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?" Maybe, there really is something?

He has been fortune-telling for so many years, but he has never seen anyone who is really capable.

Liang Ran stroked his beard, his face full of mystery, "I observed the celestial phenomena last night, and today is a good day. Don't worry, I can't kill you!"

He suddenly leaned forward again, walked across the stall to the old Taoist priest, and asked with a smile, "Brother, are you open yet?!"

"I've opened three orders." The old Taoist priest was very proud, but pretended to be very humble. "It's nothing to mention, nothing to mention."

"Sure, bro. You're open so soon!" Le Ran said, "Let's make it clear first, bro. We'll have some healthy competition later. Don't get angry."

Liangran is still very confident in his business ability, so he takes precautions in advance.

Competition is competition, but don’t be impatient!

The old Taoist was a little disdainful. "I'm not bragging, but anyone who wants to have their fortune told will come to me. But you, my dear brother, please don't get angry later."

Le Ran looked over with a serious expression. It seemed that this old Taoist priest was quite capable! ?

It’s still uncertain who will win!

"Haha, okay. It will depend on your ability later." Liaoran said with a smile.

The old Taoist priest returned to his stall.

He also set up the stall.

It's just a simple banner hanging in front of the stall.

Blind fortune teller!

The corners of Liangran's mouth twitched.

Blind!?

The old Taoist priest seemed to understand what was going on. He rolled his eyes, revealing the whites of his eyes, and pretended to touch the air twice.

That acting.

powerful!

Liaoran felt the pressure.

soon.

The alley is seeing more and more people coming in.

Suddenly, a young couple came, holding hands and looking very intimate.

The two men stood between the two stalls.

"Hey dear, where should we go?" the man asked.

The woman understood, then looked at the old Taoist priest, thought for a moment and said, "Let's go find the old Taoist priest over there. He's blind and a little pitiful."

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

The two walked towards the old Taoist priest's stall.

Liangran heard it clearly and gritted his teeth!

Good job, old Taoist priest!

Where's the healthy competition?!

Later, three more waves of people came, and without exception, they all chose the old Taoist priest.

Liangran finally understood where this old Taoist priest got his confidence from!

Bah! Shameless, huh?!

snort!

He can be shameless!

Liaoran took out the prosthetic props from the tricycle, sat down in front of the stall, rolled up his trouser legs, crossed his legs to hide his legs, and put on two bare prosthetic limbs. He looked like a disabled person and looked very pitiful.

Not only that, Liao Ran also shouted miserably, "Fortune telling, is there anyone who can tell fortunes?!"

What a sad scene!

The blind old Taoist priest opposite had his beard shaking.

Shameless old monk, where's the healthy competition you promised?!

Through "healthy competition", Liaoran finally opened for business!

Open five orders in a row!

The old Taoist priest opposite gritted his teeth at the sight.

More shameless, right?!

good!

How shameless can I be today!

The old Taoist priest also took out his prosthetic limbs. He had lost both legs and one arm, and his eyes were blind!

Are you comparing misery?!

Come on! ?

Liaoran expressed his dissatisfaction!

When it comes to shamelessness, he has never lost!

Liang Ran angrily took out a prop and created a huge tumor on his head, which looked horrible.

The old Taoist priest almost rolled his eyes.

Just when the two of them were using endless tricks.

The fortune-telling couple from before is back again.

"Didn't that old Taoist priest have all his limbs intact before?!" The woman widened her eyes and looked at the old Taoist priest lying on the ground without his limbs in disbelief.

"Great! He's not an old Taoist priest at all! He's just an old liar!!!" the man said indignantly.

The two men approached the old Taoist priest together.

The old Taoist priest stopped pretending and got up, stepped back, and said with a forced smile, "Two of you, calm down, we can talk it over."

"You old Taoist priest, not only are your fortune telling inaccurate, but you also lie! Give me back my money!" the woman said angrily.

"You say I forged fortunes, I admit it. I just wanted to make a living. It's not easy for anyone. You say my fortune-telling is inaccurate, that's not possible!" The old Taoist has been fooling people for so many years, and he is quite capable.

They only pick good words, and even say ambiguous things, so how can it not be accurate?!

The woman glared at him and grabbed the old Taoist's shirt by his chest. "Is that accurate?! What did you just say? We're destined to be together. You said we were a match made in heaven, that we'd be happily married forever, in perfect harmony, and in love forever!"

The old Taoist priest trembled a little, "Hasn't this future thing happened yet? How do you know that what I said is wrong..."

The woman stared fiercely at the man next to her. Just a moment ago, they were affectionate with each other, but now they were like enemies. "This bastard has a mistress outside! He's a scumbag!"

The man refused to give in and angrily retorted, "You think you're some good person? You've been hiding this from me, divorced, and even had a child. Do you think you're so noble?!"

"I'll beat you to death, you scumbag!"

"Come on, I'm afraid of you, you stinky..."

The two men fought each other.

The old Taoist priest felt very sad. In all his years of fortune-telling, this was the first time he saw a couple’s relationship fall apart so quickly!

It's been less than an hour!?

"It's all because of you, you stinky Taoist priest! You're still talking about a happy marriage, who would want to be with a scumbag like that for the rest of their life? Pah!"

"You damn liar! Give me back my money!"

The two men fought for a while, and then turned their attention to the old Taoist priest.

"Ah! Stop hitting me! It hurts!" The old Taoist priest screamed miserably.

Liangran grimaced as he watched, "Ouch, this hurts."

He looked at his sign again, the words "You hit me" were a bit glaring.

How about changing?

He's an old man and can't take any beating.

The young couple left.

The old Taoist priest had a bruised face and nose.

He looked at me with resentment in his eyes, and his words were a little leaky, "Brother, let's have healthy competition..."

Liang Ran burst out laughing.

Put away the props.

Do you know how to have healthy competition now?

The old Taoist priest packed up simply and continued to work at his post.

Liao Ran was a little worried, "Brother, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"No, I haven't earned enough money for medical expenses yet."

Clearly, “…”

Are we going to continue the misery competition?

How to compare?

He was really injured. It was a healthy competition as agreed upon. He couldn't just beat himself up, right?

Liao Ran was a little worried.

This guy is not trustworthy!

A figure walked over from a distance. His eyes lit up, and he smiled so hard that his wrinkles could kill mosquitoes. "Ms. Yu, why are you here?!"