Chapter 96 Although I haven’t had my fortune told, I have looked in the mirror (please subscribe, please vote)

"Look at your face? If you want to please me for the five insurances and one housing fund, you don't have to. I'll just apply for it for you."

Five insurances and one housing fund are very important to Wu Juan.

Even if others become disabled in the future, they can still provide for them in old age.

And he is also very satisfied with his status as a temporary worker.

The Biling Management Bureau is a cause-and-effect organization, and he doesn't want to get involved.

What is cause and effect? ​​If you kill an evil spirit, you will bear its cause. If you are killed by other evil spirits, it may be the result.

People with weak luck, or people who cannot accumulate luck, will be crushed to death by cause and effect over time.

He has never felt that he is a destined person, and his ambition is very short-term. He lives in a small Taoist temple, occasionally goes out to participate in some competitions, and subsidizes the Taoist temple with bonuses and other things.

Since he wants five insurances and one housing fund, Jiang Fan can just arrange it for him. This is not difficult.

It's just that it's troublesome to pay regularly. You can ask the bureau to give you a quota, and then he can pay for it.

However, the clock bureau will most likely arrange it directly.

"Hey, thank you boss, but fortune telling is free. After all, we cultivators never show it to ourselves, but we can show it to others."

People who practice Taoism have taboos in this regard.

"Okay, you can watch whatever you want."

It’s free anyway, so Jiang Fan can let him.

Wu Wang stood up and looked at it carefully for a while, clapped his hands and said:

"Sure, boss, you have such a face that heroes have traveled all over the world, and you are born with good luck in every situation. From small to large, your eyebrows and the bridge of your nose are relatively slender. You really have a peach blossom look. I think the boss is likely to be a murderer.

Peach Blossom.”

After Jiang Fan heard this, he rolled his eyes at him and said, "That's it? I thought you were going to say something. I also know that I have a peach blossom."

"Uh, boss, you actually calculated it for yourself? This is a big taboo!"

"I didn't count it for me."

"How do you know if you haven't done the math for yourself?"

After hearing this, Jiang Fan closed his eyes to rest and said:

"Although I haven't had my fortune told, I have looked in the mirror. Thank you!"

hiss!

Wu Wan took a breath of heat.

Good guy, in the words of the Internet: Damn it, he did it again!

But Jiang Fan knows himself very well.

After all, how can a handsome person not know that he is handsome? He knows it better than anyone else.

Because every day I am awakened by how handsome I am.

And I see it every day when I wash my face.

You see a handsome guy on the street and call him a few times, but he doesn't look back.

It's not because I'm deaf or I don't know how handsome I am.

But I want you to shout a few more times, fearing that the people next to you won't hear...

Being handsome and strong means he is lucky, and Jiang Fan is not stupid.

It's just that he has been thinking about a problem, a problem that perhaps only he knows now.

So I never dared to mess around.

Seeing Jiang Fan closing his eyes to rest, Wu Wan also began to rest.

Not long after, the plane arrived at the airport in Hangze City.

This was Wu Wang's first time coming to this city.

Although this city was prosperous, his first impression was that it was a bit cold.

The cold here does not simply refer to the temperature, but also a bit cold.

It is now twelve o'clock, which is the time for evil spirits to be active.

"This is my first time coming to this place. Is this your city?"

Wu Wan still looked the same, with his hands inserted into the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and he looked around lazily.

"Yes, you can try to pick up some missions here recently. After all, this place is close to the border, and there are always some strange things."

Jiang Fan said bluntly, "I'll make it clear to you first. If you don't dare, just go back."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

It was impossible to accept the mission actively. He only passively accepted the mission sent by Jiang Fan. In this way, the cause and effect belonged to Jiang Fan.

After all, according to his understanding, Jiang Fan's luck is so powerful that he has no fear of cause and effect.

...

Late at night in Hangze City, people from the Spiritual Management Bureau are on duty. Some drive patrol cars, while others walk aimlessly on the streets.

Some staff at the Spiritual Administration Bureau have nothing to do and can go out to make some extra money.

According to the regulations of the Spiritual Administration Bureau, ordinary people are not allowed to go out at night. This is for their own good.

After all, every household has tools to ward off evil spirits.

And if you stay at home for a long time, your popularity will become higher. As long as you don't do anything bad, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

People with special powers such as bounty people, Taoist priests, monks, etc. can come out at night.

After all, if you encounter problems, you can solve them yourself.

Unless there is something urgent at night, ordinary people can call the staff of the Spiritual Management Bureau and ask them to accompany them out.

If you are caught going out without permission, you will be fined 300 yuan.

Tonight, the Niu Ma duo had nothing to do, because Jiang Fan didn't broadcast live, so they went out to make some extra money and earn some cigarette money.

No, after walking for a while, I found a student about twenty years old sneaking around and was caught by Niu Wei.

"You kid, do you want to die? Ah? You don't want to die at night?"

Niu Wei gave him a brutal beating.

The male student looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, am I also obsessed with consciousness?"

"What happened?"

Ma Peng asked, there must be a reason for him to come out and there might be any clues.

"To be honest, I added a school girl on WeChat, and then after the 10 o'clock curfew, she sent a WeChat message saying that no one was home. I thought, wasn't this a hint to me? So I was obsessed with sex, took a shower, and bought a

I secretly went to her house with a bouquet of flowers."

"What's the result? Is it over?"

Niu Wei teased.

"Hey, she didn't lie to me. There is really no one at home. I knocked on the door for two hours, but no one opened the door! She even got scolded by her next-door neighbor. She won't come back now."

"Hahahaha, you deserve it for being so sneaky. Why don't you stay at home and watch movies? If you have to go out late at night for excitement, you won't be able to go back if you find a female ghost."

Niu Wei laughed, but he still told him the rules in accordance with the duties of a staff member of the Spiritual Administration Bureau.

"I'm sorry, brothers. I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time."

The male student begged for mercy.

"Don't come here. You know the rules. You'll be fined three hundred."

"Boss, I'm Brother Fan's fan. Can you just let it go this time?"

"Oh, are you really a fan?"

Ma Peng smiled.

"Really, there are fan cards!"

"Oh, Brother Fan said, fans will be fined double."

"Brother Fan really said this himself. Anyone who dares to go out at night after watching his live broadcast will be treated twice as well."

When the cow-horse combination said this, the male student's face turned green.

Everyone’s fans are free, but Brother Fan’s fans are doubled?

Alas, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't obey the rules, so he still took out 600 yuan from his pocket, and was escorted back home by the two men.

Just think of it as buying peace.

"Hey, I'll get the cigarette money tomorrow."

"This guy is quite rich."

Just when the two were about to share the money, they heard a rustling sound.

They looked at each other and ran over immediately, looking wary.

This is a habit I have developed by sneaking around at night for fear of being caught.

They chased him to a street and caught a man.

An old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old.

"Two sirs, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I never dare to do it again."

"Old man, is there anything that would allow you to come here at home at night?"

Niu Wei asked, while Ma Peng continued to be alert to the surroundings.

Under the streetlight, the old man was a little thin, his head was half bald, but his hands were calloused. Although his body was a little hunched, he looked strong.

Suddenly, the old man was about to kneel down to them, and Niu Wei was startled.

He quickly helped him up.

"Old man, this is impossible."

"Sir, can you please not fine me any money?"

The old man's wrinkled hands gently took out three old one-hundred-yuan notes.

He knows the rules, but he really can't let go.

There were some tears in his eyes.

My hands were shaking slightly.

Obviously these three hundred dollars are very important to him.

Although he was extremely reluctant to part with it, he did not want to embarrass the two staff members.

"Old man, our fine is not a purpose, but a way to persuade everyone not to go out at night. Do you have any difficulties?"

Niu Wei asked.

This is also the rule of the Spiritual Administration Bureau. They are not doing it for fines or for the money.

But let everyone know that you can't go out at night.

"My wife has kidney failure and needs dialysis. I have no skills. I carry cement at the construction site during the day and twist screws at the factory at night. In order to earn an extra hundred yuan, I worked two more hours, so I beg you not to fine me.

, my wife will need money tomorrow, and I only have so much money."

"Old man, where are your children?"

"I have a son who used to be a staff member of the Spiritual Administration Bureau."

"Oh, where are the others?"

Niu Wei was puzzled. The Spiritual Management Bureau should have special subsidies.

"My son died in a battle, and his pension was taken away by his daughter-in-law."

As soon as these words came out, both Niu Wei and Ma Peng fell silent.

"sorry Sorry sorry......"

Ma Peng kept repeating this sentence, he really didn't know what to say.

There seemed to be a sense of guilt that weighed him down and made him breathless.

Because they did some unscrupulous things in the past.

Maybe the old man's son died in the chaos they caused before.

He was really ashamed, lowered his head, and couldn't even look directly at the old man.

At this moment, how he wished it was him who died.

Niu Wei took out all the money he had, including his salary, and handed it to the old man.

"Sir, this is impossible. I have the strength and I can make money."

When the old man saw Niu Wei handing him money, he quickly refused.

"As long as you and your wife are safe, everything is worth it. Wherever your home is, we will send it to you."

Although the old man didn't want it, Niu Weiqiang stuffed it into his pocket.

It's as if this can alleviate the slightest trace of sin on his body.

When Ma Peng sent him home, he secretly stuffed a wad of money at his door.

Returning to the roadside, Niu Wei smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that we came out to make some extra money and got a lot of rides."

Although he said it was a joke, the trace of despair in his eyes could not be hidden.

"I just realized that we were really scum before."

"you do not say."

Just as they were laughing at themselves, a voice appeared behind them that scared them to the core.

"Oh? I didn't expect that our two followers of the Demon Worship Cult have become great benefactors of the Spirit Management Bureau. How gratifying is that?"
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