"Do you want to change?" Wang Ge asked.

"Amitabha... I don't think about it! I don't think about my grandson!" Master Yuantong was probably used to pretending. I don't know what the three brothers were like. Anyway, if outsiders were present, I wanted to grasp the style of a Taoist monk. Wang Ge glared at him. Master Yuantong found himself in one second and cursed:

"But what can we do? They are all black people and can't even find a serious job! You know me, and I'm just telling fortunes to people is just a blind cat and hitting a dead mouse.

"The second child carries sacks for someone, and one person can handle two industrial mechas. What's the result? When he was paying the money, the boss went to find the patrolman, and the second child was so scared that he ran away.

"The third brother is so honest, even if he teaches. When sending flyers, others will secretly stuff them into the trash can. He poured them out, and he sent them one by one against the sun. He sent them one thousand pieces to one thousand people. When the merchants turned around, they insisted that he delayed working hours, and not only did he not give bonuses, but also deducted the money!

"Fuck! It's so fucking that the world is so beautiful that people's hearts are not old!"

Speaking of which, Master Yuantong was really sad. When the second junior brother Yuanzhen saw that he couldn't get a fight, he squatted back and held the bowl of porridge that was so thin that it could illuminate people, drinking it with a "sparkle". His small eyes looked like a hungry wolf, staring at his feet empty, very cunning.

The third junior brother Yuanjue looked sad, leaning against the door frame, rubbing his bald head with his big hands. The dandruff flew. If it were iron, it would probably be rubbed out of Mars.

Wang Ge was silent for a while. Since these three monks were sighing, their pessimistic emotions were fermenting for a while.

In fact, Master Yuantong had already estimated that Wang Ge had some thoughts, but he couldn't guess what Wang Ge was thinking, so he didn't speak, and just trembled his face and counted the rosary again and again.

So when a monk has to get the string of rosary beads in his hand, count when he puts a big clove of garlic, count when he pretends to be deep, count when he doesn't want to pay attention to you, count when he pretends to be deaf and dumb... Anyway, it's an infinite cycle, as long as he wants, he will never count.

Unfortunately, he was so calm that Yuanzhen, who was drinking porridge against the wall, was so calm, but Erlangzi Yuanjue couldn't hold on. He had to rub his height one centimeter away if he rubbed it.

"Brother, do you have any solutions?" Yuanjue looked quite fierce and showed his foundation as soon as he spoke. He was honest and honest like an old farmer in a mountain village.

Although the three brothers are from the same nanny, they actually call each other "senior brothers and junior brothers", so everyone knows that this sentence "big brother" is calling Wang Ge.

Yuantong's eyelids trembled, and he raised a crack to look at Wang Ge secretly. Yuanzhen also turned his wolf's eyes and stared at Wang Ge with a green light. It seemed that he would stop eating porridge and eat people if he didn't agree.

"As long as he has a way, there is one, but..." Wang Ge still wanted to play hard to get, and the eldest brother Yuantong yelled the Buddha's name: "Amitabha... Forget it, the third brother, if he had a way, he would have to squatted at the intersection of the street like me to tell fortunes. He had already gone to the Zhitian Destiny Association to register!"

"Association of Destiny?" Wang Ge shook his head: "My true identity is not suitable for joining."

The so-called Destiny Association does not mean that a group of fifty-year-old men gather together to play mahjong, but a high-end organization for fortune tellers.

Those who can enter the Association for Knowing Destiny, like Master Hou, must not be able to do it. They must have real skills. At least they must be able to be spiritual.

Wang Ge had thought about it, but he was not suitable to join the role of a Black Star. Moreover, he was a playful person, so there was no need to join any association to be restricted.

"What's the matter? As long as you are not a federal wanted criminal like me, you can keep your identity confidential if you join. Besides, although this Zhitiandestiny Association is well-known and widely recognized by the society, it is just a non-governmental organization. As far as I know, many people enter with stage names." Circular channel:

"If you join the Destiny Association, there is no constraint. Instead, you don't have to worry about the source of customers. The cost of fortune telling is high. It's simply harmful but not profitable. If I weren't a federal wanted criminal, I would have wanted to go in long ago. Who the hell loves being chased and running around the streets like rats... By the way, you wouldn't be really a federal wanted criminal, right?"

"...Of course not." Wang Ge was a little moved when he heard Yuantong say this. He thought to try it when he had the chance. It would be better than being chased by the patrol on the street.

"Amitabha, what does the donor live for?" Yuantong belongs to the kind of person who is easy to change his nature and difficult to change his nature. He recovered his true nature as a charlatan after he was not careful. After saying so much, he just wanted to test what Wang Ge did.

"...Have you heard of Wuliying?" Wang Ge deliberately said half-coveredly. Just see how pure the three monks are.

"Wuliying? Fuck! Black City?" The three brothers of Yuantong stared at each other with big eyes. Yuanjue's stupid little eyes could be ignored. Yuantong's cunning little eyes looked at each other like a hungry wolf, obviously shocking the news.

"Amitabha, donor, is it a man in the black city?" Yuantong closed his hands and looked shocked and suspicious in his eyes.

"Not bad." Wang Ge was too lazy to correct this old liar, and introduced himself: "I'm nicknamed Da Wang, and I'm from Heicheng..."

"Fuck! Four Great Vajras?" Yuantong exclaimed again.

Lao Wang's face turned green. You are a monk. What does "fuck the Four Great Kings" mean?

This time, Yuantong and their attitude towards Wang Ge changed invisibly. Wang Ge turned from a fortune teller on the street to a gorgeously magnificent king of the Yanyun base. This made it difficult for three monks who wandered around the world to eat and couldn't eat. They were both shocked and panicked.

Since they were about Wuliyingmen Qing, Wang Ge simply said straightforwardly: "Yes, since you know my identity, then things are simple. You three are not young, as wanted criminals, are you really what you want to live a life of escape every day?

"I just got promoted in Wuliying, and I lacked people under my command. It was fate that I met you three. If you are willing, I will go to Wuliying with me. I dare not say that if I have too many, I guarantee that you three will be prosperous and prosperous for the rest of my life..."

When it comes to glory and wealth, Yuantong's eyes lit up, but the other two were indifferent.

Wang Ge changed his mind and continued, "...it's delicious and spicy, and every meal is full of meat..."

Yuan Zhen's little eyes were as wide as a hungry wolf, and her stomach was very "gulu" and she started to scream.

"...The skin-wearing...The gold-wearing...The only ones who bully people, no one dares to bully you..." Wang Ge spoke so hard that he didn't respond. Finally, when he said, "If you want to marry a few wives, just marry a few wives", Yuanjue was happy.

"No, there is no need for a few, there is one, just one..." Yuanjue chuckled and rubbed his bald head hard, and for a moment, snowflakes flew again.

It's OK! Wang Ge has figured out the lifeline of these three brothers: the eldest brother Yuantong is the most interested in money.

The second senior brother Yuanzhen likes to eat, so he can't blame him for being hungry and full for half his life. Just look at his two-meter-old man drinking a bowl of porridge, which is enough to make people cry when they smell it. He is really afraid of being hungry.

The third junior brother Yuanjue is indeed an honest person, but honest people also have ideas. The three brothers are no longer young, and Yuanjue, the youngest, is also thirty years old. It is long time to get married, but if they are in their current living conditions, they will probably be virgins until they die.

"But..." Yuantong looked up at the mossy ceiling at the forty-five degrees of depression: "Amitabha, we are all Buddhist disciples, and we only want to influence the world to save all living beings, but how can we join the evil forces to help the evil act?

Pretend! Is he fucking pretentious again? Wang Ge glanced at Yuanzhen Yuanjue, Yuanzhen drank porridge with a big mouthful, and Yuanjue looked at his senior brother with a sad and angry look on his face.

"Master Yuantong, color is emptiness is color." Wang Ge knew that Yuantong was willing in his heart, but in the end he had to have a suitable reason to make them overcome the hurdle in their hearts, or a reason to deceive their own beliefs.

"With that being said, the three of us brothers have kept the precepts since childhood, and some things are absolutely impossible to do." Yuantong looked pious: "The Buddha will blame him."

"Don't worry, you should actually know that Heicheng is now a large entertainment center, with nightclubs, casinos, food cities, bath centers, etc. I definitely can't let you three do things that violate the precepts, otherwise you can leave at any time." Wang Ge was also very hard at the moment to recruit these three masters.

But if he really went there, Wang Ge believed that they would never leave. Because except for Black City, the entire Federation could not have a second place where they could live a comfortable life.

"Good, good, good..." The three monks all smiled.

"But we have to say ugly things ahead." Wang Ge glanced at the three monks with a stern look. He didn't believe that there was such a thing as the male protagonist in reality that he was shocked and bowed his head. So he gave a vaccination in advance: "Go, you are my people, you have to obey my arrangements and stand in my position in everything. But accordingly, I will also protect you. If something happens to you, I will bear it. Is there any problem?"

The three monks entered a state of staring at each other again, but Yuanzhen and Yuanjue habitually stared at Yuantong together.

Master Yuantong began to count the rosary with his eyelids down again. After counting, Master Yuantong finally sighed long and said, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Forget it, we three brothers will be together with you in the future!

"But king, can we trust you?"
Chapter completed!