Chapter 129 The Little God of Misfortune
The little god of misfortune stretched out his hand towards Li Zang and said with a smile: "Hey, Li Zang, I know your name, and you know mine too. From now on we are friends, right?"
Li Zang stretched out his hand and shook her hand, then asked, "You are right, so where should we go next?"
"How about going to my house?"
"I saw on TV that good friends would always invite each other to their homes."
The little god of misfortune seemed to be very happy to have made a new friend, Li Zang, and his words were always full of smiles.
But the next second, she tripped over her right foot and fell on her back.
“Woo woo…”
The little god of misfortune climbed up from the ground, holding his nose, and said with a smile: "Oh, I got into trouble when I wasn't careful."
"You're fine, uh... you have a nosebleed." Li Zang was a little confused as he saw a stream of blood flowing from the nostrils of the little god of misfortune.
Ah, is the unlucky girl so weak? She just fell down and her nose was bleeding???
"It's okay, I'm used to it."
As the little unlucky god said this, he wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand, and then wiped it on his clothes skillfully.
Li Zang: “…”
Well, originally he thought that the dirty dark red marks on the little god of misfortune's coat were paint, but he never thought that it was actually his own blood...
Li Zang sighed softly, then took some tissues from the breakfast shop owner and wiped the blood off the nose of the unlucky guy.
"Um... Li Zang, thank you."
The little unlucky god was stunned for a moment, and then after enjoying Li Zang's service, he squinted his eyes, and it was unknown what he thought of, and suddenly he laughed "hehehehehe".
"Okay, walk carefully."
Li Zang followed the little unlucky god, and as they walked, he listened to her telling stories about her life.
Occasionally, I also help the Little God of Bad Luck to solve some sudden bad luck disasters, such as various objects that suddenly fly, including but not limited to cans, stones, basketballs, and footballs.
For example, there are all kinds of falling objects, such as tree branches, signs, flower pots, balloons filled with water, and even sanitary napkins dropped from high buildings...
This is not the end. There are also speeding bicycles, motorcycles, and cars. According to incomplete statistics, in the ten-minute journey, three bicycles had broken brakes, two motorcycle owners were playing with their mobile phones, two car owners were driving fatigued, and two cars had flat tires...
Really, Li Zang couldn’t imagine how the little unlucky god had managed to survive in this world for ten years…
If it wasn't God, he would have died long ago, right?
Li Zang helped secretly and resolved all these disasters.
He also discovered that the bad luck of the little god of misfortune actually had a strange triggering effect, which was that once he was not hit, the frequency of bad luck would increase.
If you get caught, you won't be in trouble for a long time.
For example, flat ground wrestling...
Various sudden misfortunes are relatively easy to deal with, but the little unlucky god's falling on flat ground is a bit difficult to stop.
After all, I can't help her, right?
Li Zang had figured out that the little god of misfortune had basically no other abilities except for bringing him bad luck.
The combat effectiveness is basically zero.
His only strength is probably his excellent physical fitness, especially his ability to recover after injuries, which is simply abnormal.
"Li Zang, thank you. This is the first time I can walk on the road so safely." The little unlucky god looked at Li Zang and thanked him sincerely.
If it weren't for Li Zang, she would have had to walk a long time.
Li Zang looked back at the spectacular tragic scene, the mess on the ground, and then turned his head to look at the little god of misfortune and said solemnly: "...it's really not easy for you!"
“Hmmmm.
The little god of misfortune looked up at Li Zang and asked, "How can I repay you?"
"Need not."
“Yes.”
The little god of misfortune looked around, and finally looked at a fried skewers restaurant on the side of the road. His eyes suddenly lit up: "Li Zang, I'll treat you to a meal. Wait for me here, don't run around."
Li Zang: ???
I have an inexplicable feeling of being taken advantage of.
Li Zang waited for a while, and then he saw the little unlucky god coming back with a bag of fried skewers and a bottle of drink.
During this period, of course, it is necessary to help the little god of misfortune solve some strange bad luck.
The little god of misfortune took Li Zang to sit on a chair nearby, and then considerately opened a drink for Li Zang.
Since it wasn't a soda-type drink, I didn't get sprayed in the face...
Well, if it was a soda, it would probably be sprayed.
There is no way, the little god of bad luck has such a magical physique.
Li Zang had just taken it, and the next second, another starch sausage handed to him by the little god of misfortune appeared in front of him.
"Come on, eat it quickly, hehehehehe, this is delicious." The little god of misfortune smiled, his eyes full of joy.
"Um...thank you."
Li Zang didn't hesitate to take it and took a bite.
The little god of misfortune asked eagerly, "How is it? Is it delicious? Hehe."
"This is the taste. If you add even a little bit of meat in it, the taste will not be authentic!" Li Zang said with emotion.
In the past, he and Shen Yuemo ate these things a lot, but since graduating from junior high school, they basically haven't eaten them anymore.
It’s not that I don’t want to eat it, I just think it’s dispensable.
I never thought that I would be able to have a bite of it again during the reenactment.
The little god of misfortune hung another bag of skewers in Li Zang's hands, then said with a smile: "Hehehe, if it tastes good, you can eat more. It's my treat."
???
Li Zang: "You don't want to eat?"
The little god of misfortune smiled and said, "I'm not hungry, I'll give it all to you. If it's not enough for you, I'll buy you more."
Li Zang smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will make you poor?"
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll buy you whatever you want to eat. I have plenty of money."
As the little unlucky god said this, he took off his coat, reached his hand into the tear on the inside of his coat, grabbed a handful of money and put it on the chair.
When the little god of misfortune spread out his hands, scattered banknotes came into view.
There were fifty cents, one dollar, two dollars, five dollars... very rare blue two-dollar banknotes, and equally rare dark red one-dollar banknotes, followed by many coins of ten cents, fifty cents, and one dollar.
Among them, the most eye-catching and largest denomination is a brand new twenty-yuan bill.
Li Zang looked at the twenty-yuan note and inexplicably felt that it looked very familiar.
The little unlucky god said cheerfully: "I don't know why I was lucky today. I picked up twenty dollars, hehehehehe."
"But maybe it's because I'm too lucky that I have so much bad luck today. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise today would definitely be a day full of disasters, hehehe."
Li Zang: “…”
Yes, now it not only looks familiar, it is obviously the twenty dollars that I dropped.
Li Zang didn't say anything, but just asked softly: "Isn't it heavy to put so much money in the clothes?"
When the unlucky little god took out the money, a series of jingling sounds came from his clothes. Obviously, there were quite a few coins among them.
"It's quite heavy, but I'm afraid of losing it... I have bad luck and always lose money from time to time." The unlucky guy scratched his head, looking embarrassed.
The next second, an inexplicable evil wind blew and attacked the money on the chair.
Needless to say, it was definitely the unlucky constitution of the Little God of Misfortune that played a role in bringing about the evil wind.
Li Zang casually struck back, dispelling the evil wind, and then said, "Put the money away, don't lose it accidentally."
The little god of misfortune immediately put it away with a smile, and said as he put it away: "Li Zang, if you don't want to eat, but want to play games, I can treat you too."
“…”
Li Zang asked curiously, "Did you keep all your money on you?"
The little god of misfortune nodded: "A total of three hundred and eighty-nine... Oh, I just bought a drink for two dollars, and a bag of skewers for eleven dollars... There are still some left..."
The little unlucky god paused for a moment, then stretched out ten fingers and began to count. After a while, he said with a silly smile: "I still have 376 yuan left, so you don't have to save money for me."
The unlucky little guy paid for the things he bought just now, and he did not use his ability to not be seen to steal.
This is quite a decent thing to do.
Therefore, money has meaning to the little god of misfortune.
Li Zang could figure out that this money was probably all the belongings of the little unlucky god.
Ten years of savings, almost four hundred yuan...
Li Zang was silent for a while, and the starch sausage in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.
Damn, she only spent thirteen dollars, and she picked up my twenty dollars...
But why did Li Zang feel that he still owed the Little God of Misfortune? ? ?
(End of this chapter)
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