—— Mr. Storyteller
Speaking of the general trend of the world, it is just division and chaos.
The rules of the world are incomprehensible for their origin and development.
That's it - if you can do it, you must not waste any time.
This war has long become a common occurrence.
——It is better to talk about the war than to talk about the big fat boy who was born in Aunt Zhang's house next door. Oh, well, there is also a girl.
The gavel hit the table, shaking several coins on the table.
The storyteller laughed and pointed to the corner with his fan,
——Several mice were writhing over there fighting for food, even if they couldn't finish it, they still had to grab it.
"To put it in folk terms - isn't it more noisy than the little mouse from my maternal uncle's house?"
There was a roar of laughter.
The storyteller also laughed along with the crowd.
The same joke, a different kind of ridicule.
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One by One Fortune Teller
He has been able to communicate since he was a child
He has a Bagua Mirror in his hand, which can be used to calculate longevity, people, fate, and calamities.
He, he, he—!
"Isn't he just a fortune teller?"
The storyteller sounds interesting, but this guy is really good at bragging.
"Fortune telling...."
The man murmured to himself.
Then he raised his eyes with a smile, a pair of ruthless phoenix eyes full of ridicule.
He lazily waved the fortune-telling flag beside him.
"Did you see it? Didn't I write it clearly? I just show people the 'bone profile'."
He suddenly smiled again, "You know, the bone in your heart is so black that it's not white at all."
He chuckled solemnly.
"You are going to die."
"I hate fortune telling"
Intention: The couple travels around the world and wanders around the world