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Chapter 265: Another Dream Word

Li Ling said hello to Ye Na and was about to say goodbye, but when he got into the car, he saw three beggars surrounding his car.

"Damn it, it's only taken so long to send away a bunch of beggars, why are there another bunch of beggars here?" Li Ling shook his head and sighed, bad luck!

Three male beggars.

Two beggars in their thirties surrounded a young beggar in his twenties and sixties.

All of them were in ragged clothes and had dirty faces. However, the young beggar's clothes did not fit well and were obviously too big. He also wore a dirty peaked cap on his head.

"Classmate Li, did you get into any bad luck today, or did you commit something wrong?" Ye Na was about to walk into the clinic, but when she found out what happened, she felt ridiculous. She looked at Li Ling, then at the three male beggars,

Then he said to Li Ling.

Naturally, when the vendors nearby saw beggars surrounding Li Ling again, they stretched their necks in anticipation of another good show.

"Now that you've come, let's make peace with it." Li Ling got out of the car and looked at the three beggars.

This small Chinatown is the territory of Yan Hongbin and his gang, and since Yan Hongbin has warned his men not to harass this place anymore, it is obvious that these three beggars are definitely not Yan Hongbin's men.

After all, Li Ling grew up in a Chinese community, and he had seen many Chinese beggars form gangs, compete for land, and even fight. This was also a world.

Generally, most of the streets in a city have already been carved up by people from various factions.

Beggars at important gates generally follow the rules when begging, move within their own territory, and do not offend the river.

But there are always some "wandering beggars", that is, beggars who wander around without joining any important sect or gang.

These beggars move from one place to another today and from one village to another tomorrow. They will inevitably be expelled and threatened by beggars who are organized and ganged up.

Li Ling saw that the three of them looked shabby and pitiful, so he was worried that the situation of the three of them was not good.

But he obviously looked down upon them.

"Who is Master Li?" asked the beggar in his prime with a tuft of hair on his face.

"I don't dare to be a master." Li Ling waved his hand towards him, "I, Li Ling, am just a little carpenter. No matter how high or low he is, he has good karma."

"Money is not a problem for us." The "punch of hair" took out a thick wad of banknotes from his pocket and clicked them in his hand.

Li Ling looked at Ye Na and was stunned. Beggars are doing well these days. They dare to make money in front of others. Such a life is really tough!

"I also ask Master Li to help our young master resolve the fortune. If the calculation is accurate, our young master will be willing to give you money!"

"Master?" Li Ling looked at Ye Na again, and then carefully looked at the young beggar squeezed between the two middle-aged beggars.

"Beggars are also divided into wealthy families? To return the favor to the young master..." Li Ling found it unbelievable, but suddenly thought of what Yan Hongbin said, not all people in a wealthy family are beggars, there are also people with good family backgrounds and famous families.

Could it be that the young beggar in front of me is a descendant of an important man?

But how do the descendants of the boss look like this?

But when I saw this young beggar, his face was covered in filth. I don’t know whether it was mud or ink stuck on his face. It was dirty and black. The key was that his forehead was completely covered by a dirty mark.

Li Ling opened his eyes repeatedly to peer into his forehead. Naturally, it was covered by filth and his fate lines could not be seen.

Taking a good look at his face, he had an oval face, and among the facial features that were obscured by filth, his eyes were particularly bright. But when he looked carefully at his eyes, and then at his eyelids and eyelashes, Li Ling felt a little strange.

This is simply a beautiful eyebrow with crimson lips, phoenix eyes and red nose. Although these facial features have been deliberately covered with paint, they cannot block the aura of jasper and the exquisite delicacy.

Although his face cannot be clearly seen, the skin on his neck is as white as gelatin. Such fine skin and tender flesh are really not something that ordinary beggars can maintain!

Li Ling had no doubt that if he washed his face clean, his face would definitely captivate all living beings!

Li Ling looked at his figure again. Although his figure looked a bit funny under the large and ragged clothes, his exquisite and petite body and all-round appearance were fully exposed.

This is not a woman, she is just a demon!

Li Ling felt puzzled for a while. Fortune telling and fortune telling were not a shameful thing, but was it a sin to dress up as a man? What kind of society is this?

But when you look at his chest, it seems that he is no different from his fellow men, although his clothes are indeed a bit looser.

So, is this young master really a monster? Madam, are you gay?

These days, men insist on looking like women, and even have sex changes and breast augmentation. Li Ling and his third senior brother have experienced in the world, and he has seen many things in the world.

No matter, respect the privacy of the native, as long as there is money to be made, it doesn't matter whether he is transgender or gay.

"Actually, I am not a fortune teller or Mr. Qingwu Kanyu, but a carpenter." Li Ling said and looked at the young beggar master carefully.

"But since you are willing to spend money, I will not hesitate to do my job properly. I dare to ask this brother, do you want to ask for fortune-telling, or do you want to take a horoscope test? Or do you want to ask for fortune-telling, palmistry, or karma?"

The young beggar didn't say anything, and nodded to the other mature beggar beside him. The beggar then stepped forward and said, "Our young master is not here to ask for fortune-telling, nor is he here to take a fortune teller.

"The young master had a dream last night. He dreamed that he was reading a newspaper. The newspaper was densely packed with words, but they all seemed to be the same word.

"The specific word it is, the young master can't remember in his daze. In short, he can't figure it out. He doesn't know whether it is good or bad, bad or good.

"Today we heard that there is a fortune-teller named Li Banxian in this small Chinatown. He is famous far and near for his fortune-telling and fortune-telling skills. He is very effective.

"The young master decided to come and let Master Li resolve it. In this dream, I saw the same word in the newspapers. What is the explanation?"

"In my dream, I saw densely packed words, but they all seemed to be the same word..." Li Ling was shocked after hearing this. How could it be the same as the last time when Qing Tong fought with Ye Xiao for Qing Tong, Qing Tong saw a dress on it in his dream?

Are all the characters exactly the same?

At that moment, he remained calm and said softly: "That means splitting the characters."

"Split the characters?" The young master leaned forward and suddenly spoke. His voice was clear and high-pitched. It was not unusual to say that it was a man's voice.

"Yes." When Li Ling saw him leaning forward, he wanted to see if he was a girl again and stared at his ****.

"What are you looking at?" When the young beggar saw Li Ling's eyes always falling on his chest, he subconsciously covered his eyes and took a step back.

"Uh... I see, brother, you have a big mole on your beautiful chest!" Li Ling scratched his head and said in amusement.

"What are you talking about?" The young beggar swallowed back the word "liu" with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Sir, I am just a mediocre person waiting to die, living drunkenly and dreaming of life! What ambitions can I have?

"Come to think of it, after I woke up from the dream, I couldn't remember what the word was. How could you separate the word for me? What word could you separate it from? A skillful woman must have rice to cook, right?"

"I can give you a reminder, maybe you can remember what the word is." Li Ling pinched his fingers and remembered the day when he helped Qingtong decipher the words in the dream, and naturally he was already familiar with it.

"Oh?!" The young beggar and the two attendants looked at each other. This is too mysterious!
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