Jiang Beichen was shocked to see the bronze statue of rosefinch above the city gate, and a kind of unprecedented shivering came to his whole body.

"Army gate!"

At this time, Zhao Qun called him.

Jiangbeichen just recovered, but looking up again, the bronze statue of rosefinch above was calm again, as if it had never moved.

Even he thought he was hallucinating.

"Junmen, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Qun asked with a puzzled look. Just now, his family's army gate didn't move. For three minutes, he didn't know what happened.

"No, nothing!" Jiang Beichen's face was a little pale, and he felt a force ready to move in his body. Jinchan and menggong felt abnormal and almost couldn't suppress it.

"Junmen, there's a sugar man over there. I want to go and have a look!" Zhao Qun said with a red face.

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly: "go, walk by yourself!"

After the two separated, Jiang Beichen hesitated for a moment, then stepped over the Zhuque gate, which was followed by a large square.

The field of vision on the square is very open. At the moment, many old people and women are playing Taijiquan in the middle of the square, and they are also shaking diabolos.

It turned out to be a sports park.

If we clean up the people, it's really a good place for martial arts competition.

Jiangbeichen walks around the square.

There are a group of fortune tellers in front of us. They are eating melon seeds together.

"Little brother, how about a hexagram?"

"Little brother, look at your Yintang blackening. Have you had any bad luck recently?"

"Little brother, come on, no one, right? Come to me, I'll give you a hexagram. I'll let you get rid of it immediately. If it doesn't work, I don't want money! "

A group of old men came together and wanted to do divination for Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen shakes his head and laughs. Unexpectedly, there are so many tricksters in the imperial city.

But there was an old man, always sitting on a cane chair, covering his face with newspaper, motionless, as if asleep.

When Jiang Beichen passed by, he suddenly stopped and looked at the sign beside him, "the golden mouth is broken, and a hexagram is full of gold.".

Oh!

If it wasn't for God's destiny, who would dare to say so much, even if the grandmaster, King Wen of Zhou, came, I'm afraid he didn't dare to say that he was Jinkou straight.

"Old man, wake up!"

At this time, a yellow hair with a group of people came from a distance, came to the old man's side and kicked him in the stomach.

The old man seemed to be disturbed by the dream. As soon as he shivered, the newspaper slipped down, revealing an old face.

Jiang Beichen frowned. At this age, he was probably more than eighty years old. He didn't have a black hair. If it wasn't for life, how could he set up a fortune teller.

The world is not easy!

And at this time, the head Huang Mao suddenly said, "old man, new comer? Do you know the rules for setting up the stage here? "

"The rules?"

"What rules? I'm just a fortune teller. Where do I know the rules? Why don't I ask my little brother, what are the rules? " The old man asked with a smile.

"Go, don't make up with me. What's wrong with me! This cultural square, my yellow hair's site, has to charge management fees to set up a stall here, you know? " Huang Mao asked coldly.

Other people are a sympathetic expression, this old man is afraid to be unlucky.

Is it casual to set up a stall here?

The so-called management fee is actually the protection fee. Huang Mao is a famous street boy of this generation. Besides, there is someone in the city management department. He doesn't pay homage to the wharf when he sets up a stall here. I'm afraid he will be killed today!

"Oh, and management fees?" The old man patted his head, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, little brother. You can tell me how much I'll give you."

"Not much, only three thousand!" Huang Mao said with a sneer.

"Three, three thousand?" The old man stopped immediately and said with a bitter face, "little brother, can you accommodate me? I just came here this afternoon. I haven't opened yet. Where can I get so much money?"

"Well, I don't care. If you set up the stage here, you have to pay for it. Besides, you're so old, don't you have no children? Let your family come over! " Huang Mao said quickly.

Even though the old man pulled his face down, he said with a smile: "little brother, you really said it. I've been counting my life. What I've done is five evils and three shortages. I've been punished by God. Now I really don't have any children under my knees!"

"No children?" Huang maoleng for a moment, immediately said coldly: "don't talk nonsense, there are no descendants, there are always relatives, right? You'd better pay the money honestly today. Otherwise, if you fall today, I'll be no wonder! " The yellow hair Yin compassion opens a way.

There are too many people crying for poverty with him, but he doesn't want to do that. His hands are black.

Everyone else knew what Huang Mao was doing. They shook their heads and advised the old man one after another."Old brother, why don't you give me the money?"

"Yes! You and I are fortune tellers. We should know that unexpected disasters come here! "

"Make a phone call to your family. You can't get away with it!"

Several other old fortune tellers also followed suit.

With an expression of bitterness and helplessness, the old man said to Huang Mao, "little brother, I really don't have any relatives and friends. How about this? I'll give you a hexagram, and I'll offset the money?"

"Screw you. Do you think I don't know? You fortune tellers. Dutchman is a liar! If you really had that ability, you would have been in the temple and used it to set up a stall here? " Yellow hair is not so easy to fool. It doesn't like the old man's way at all.

The old man immediately straightened up his face and said, "little brother, that's not true! Although I'm a fortune teller, I'm different from those charlatans. You see, I'm a golden judge. I'm a fortune teller! "

"Ha ha?" Huang Mao laughed angrily.

"Old man, you really don't want a green lotus! Is it still the golden mouth

"Do you think I really believe your set of ghost charms?"

"I'll give you one last chance to get the money. If you don't get the money, I'll smash your mess right away!"

Huang maodang even went up and kicked over the old man's stall!

The old man was so scared that he ran away, "little brother, I didn't cheat you! Otherwise, I'll make a divination for you now. You must be in prison today. You'd better run, or you'll go to jail! This sentence is 15 years! "

"Damn you, you dare to curse me?" Huang Mao looked unconvinced and said, "who the hell are you bluffing? I'm a good law-abiding citizen. I've never broken the law. How can I get into prison?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Heaven's net is vast, but it's careless. You forced a girl in a song and dance hall three years ago, didn't you? Yes and no? "

"Robbing property, forcing women and punishing both crimes for 15 years, you have to think it over! There's still time to leave! " The old man said with a sneer.

"I'll go to your mother..." Huang Mao was about to fight the old man, but his face suddenly changed.

That's right!

There was such a thing three years ago. It was also because of this that he escaped from his hometown and came to Yandu to join his old watch.

However, it is said that this matter was not settled later. I didn't hear of any follow-up. It is estimated that the girl gave up long ago. How could he be imprisoned.

"Old man, how dare you talk nonsense? Believe it or not, I'll knock you to death today!" Huang Mao picked up a wooden square and was about to fight down at the old man.

And at this moment, majestic, majestic!

The sound of the police siren broke out.

A police car drove directly to the square. Two policemen and a woman in her twenties got off the car.

At the moment, the woman tearfully pointed to the yellow hair in the field and said: "Comrade police, this is the man! Fifteen years ago, this yellow Mao forced me in the singing hall and robbed my gold necklace. You should catch him quickly! "

A policeman frowned and asked, "three years, so long, are you sure it's this man?"

The girl nodded heavily: "I remember, even if this person turns into ash, I will not forget! If I hadn't come to Yandu today, I'm afraid I'd never have a chance to avenge myself in my life! " The girl is very fierce ground stares an eye, gnash teeth of say.

Shocked, they all looked at Huang Mao and the old man.

I'll go!

It's really extraordinary! It's a perfect match!

Huang Mao is really a fugitive of two crimes!