Jiang Beichen looked at the bronze statue of Suzaku above the city gate in shock, and an unprecedented sense of trembling surged throughout his body.

"Military Gate!"

And at this moment, Zhao Qun next to him suddenly called him.

Jiang Beichen came to his senses only then, but when he looked up again, the bronze statue of Suzaku above actually returned to calm, as if it had never moved.

Even he thought he had hallucinations just now.

"Military, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qun asked with a puzzled look on his face. His military gate was motionless just now, for three minutes, and I wonder what was going on.

"No, it's okay!"

Jiang Beichen's face turned pale, and he felt a force in his body. The Jin Cicada and the Magical Technique felt a little abnormal and almost couldn't suppress it.

"Military Gate, there are sugar sellers over there, I want to go over and take a look!"

Zhao Qun said with a blushing face.

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly: "Go, you can go for it yourself!"

After the two separated, Jiang Beichen hesitated for a moment and then stepped over the Zhuque Gate. Behind the Zhuque Gate was a large square.

The view on the square is very empty. At this moment, many old men and ladies are practicing Tai Chi in the middle of the square, and throwing nine-section whips and shaking diabolos.

It turned out to be a cultural and sports park.

If you clean up people, it will be a good venue for competition.

Jiang Beichen walked around the square.

There was a group of old men who were showing fortune telling in front of melon seeds.

"Little brother, let's do some fortune telling?"

"Little brother, seeing that your Yin Tang is getting dark, is there anything unlucky recently?"

"Little brother, come on, come on, don't you have a partner?

Come to me, I will tell you a fortune and immediately let you get out of singleness. If you don’t work, don’t need money!”

A group of old men hurried over and wanted to tell Jiang Beichen fortune-telling.

Jiang Beichen shook his head and laughed. Unexpectedly, there were so many cheating people under the imperial city.

But there was an old man who always sat on a rattan chair, covered his face with newspaper, motionless, as if he was asleep.

When Jiang Beichen passed by, he suddenly stopped and looked at the sign next to him, "The golden mouth is straight, and one hexagram of ten thousand gold."

Ha! If it weren't for the destiny of heaven, who would have dared to have such a big tone? Even if the ancestor King Wen of Zhou came, he wouldn't dare to say that he was just making a fuss.

"Old man, wake up!"

And at this moment, a yellow-haired man walked over from a distance with a group of people, came to the old man and kicked him in the calves.

The old man seemed to be disturbed by the dream. When his body shivered, the newspaper slid down, revealing an old face.

Jiang Beichen frowned. Judging from his age, he was probably over 80 years old and had no black hair. If it were not for life, how could he have set up a stall to tell fortunes?

It’s really not easy for people in the world! And at this moment, the leader’s yellow-haired suddenly spoke, “Old man, isn’t he new here?

Do you know the rules when setting up a stage here?"

"rule?"

“What rules?

I am just a fortune teller who set up a stall, so how can I know what rules? Why don’t you ask my little brother? What are the rules?”

The old man asked with a smile, with a smile on his face.

"Go, don't get close to me, why are you sloppy! This cultural square, my yellow-haired territory, you have to charge management fees for setting up stalls here, do you know?"

Huang Hair asked coldly.

The others all looked sympathetic, and this old man was afraid he would be in trouble.

Are you setting up a stall here casually?

The so-called management fee is actually protection fee. Huangmao is a famous street shop of this generation, and there are people on the urban management side. This person came here to set up a stall and didn't even pay homage to the wharf. He was probably going to be slaughtered today! "Oh, there are still management fees?"

The old man patted his head, shook his head and said, "Sorry, little brother, tell me, how much is it, I'll give it to you!"

"Not much, only three thousand!"

Huangmao sneered and said.

"Three, three thousand?"

The old man's action of paying money immediately stopped and said with a bitter face: "Little brother, can you be compatible? I just came here this afternoon and haven't opened yet. Where can I get so much money?"

"Then I don't care. If you set up a stage here, you have to pay for it. Besides, you are so old that you won't have children, right?

Let your family come here!"

Huangmao quickly spoke.

The old man immediately pulled his face down and said laughing and crying: "Little brother, you are really talking about it. I have been counting on my life. I have committed five disadvantages and three shortcomings. I have been punished by God. Now I really have no children!"

"No children?"

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. If you don't have descendants, you will always have relatives or something?"

You'd better pay the money honestly today, or if you fall and touch it today, you won't blame me!"

The yellow-haired spoke pubically.

There are too many people crying with him, but he doesn't want to use that trick, and he is in a bad position.

The others knew what the yellow-haired method was. They shook their heads and persuaded the old man one after another.

"Old man, why not give the money!"

"Yes! You and I are both fortune tellers, and you should know that a disaster is coming!"

"Call your family quickly, you can't escape!"

Several other old fortune-tellers also persuaded each other.

The old man said to Huangmao with a bitter and helpless expression, "Little brother, I really have no relatives and friends. Why not do this? I will tell you a fortune and pay the money?"

"Damn it, tell me fortune, do you think I don't know?

You guys are fortune tellers who set up stalls.

All are lies! If you really have that ability, you have been in the temple and still use it to set up a street stall here?"

Yellow-haired is not that easy to fool, and he doesn't even take the old man's style.

The old man immediately raised his face and spoke seriously: "Little brother, this is a bad word! Although I set up a stall to tell fortunes, I am different from those liars in the world. Look, I made a point of making a fortune, and one divination is a thousand gold coins!"

"Ha ha?"

Huangmao smiled angry.

"Old guy, you really don't want a Bilian! You're just making a fussy mouth?"

"Do you think I really believe in your set of ghost drawing talismans?"

"I will give you one last chance. Get the money quickly. If you don't take the money, I will smash your broken stall immediately!"

Huangmao immediately kicked up and kicked the old man's stall over! The old man was so scared that he hurriedly hid, "Little brother, I really didn't lie to you! Otherwise, I'll tell you a fortune now. You must be in prison today. You'd better run away quickly, otherwise you will go into jail! This sentence will last fifteen years!"

"I'll go fuck you, you dare to curse me?"

Huangmao looked dissatisfied and said angrily: "Who are you scaring? I am a good citizen who abides by the law and has never violated the law. Where can I get a prison disaster!"

The old man shook his head, "The net of heaven is vast and unobstructed. You forced a girl in a dance hall three years ago?

Yes, right?"

"Robbery of property and forcing women, punishing both crimes for fifteen years, you have to think clearly about it yourself! It's still time to leave now!"

The old man sneered and persuaded.

"I'll go, your mom..." Huangmao was about to come over and beat the old man, but his face suddenly changed at this time.

That’s right! There was indeed such a thing three years ago. It was because of this that he escaped from his hometown and came to Yandu to join his cousin.

However, it is said that the matter was left unresolved later. I didn't hear any follow-up. I guess the girl gave up a long time ago. How could he have any imprisonment?

"Old guy, how dare you talk nonsense? Believe it or not, I will knock you to death today!"

The yellow-haired picks up a wooden square and wants to beat the old man down.

And at this moment, the sirens suddenly sounded.

A police car drove directly to the square, and two policemen and a woman in her twenties got out of the car.

At this moment, the woman pointed at the yellow-haired man in the field in tears and said, "Comrade Police, this is this person! Fifteen years ago, this yellow-haired man forced me in the karaoke bar and snatched my gold necklace. You guys hurry up and arrest him!"

A policeman with a national face frowned and asked, "It's been three years, so long, are you sure it's this person?"

The girl focused heavily: "I remember that even if this person turned into ashes, I wouldn't have forgotten it! If I hadn't come to Yandu to play today, I would have never had the chance to avenge him in my life!"

The girl stared fiercely and said with gritted teeth.

Everyone looked shocked and looked at Huangmao and the old man in unison.
Chapter completed!