Chapter 230 Underground Passage, Fortune Teller

"Lan Ting, wake up quickly, wake up quickly." Yin Hui patted Lan Ting's back vigorously.

She was wearing a low-cut evening dress. Although it was a bit grand, the red and blue neon lights of the hotel made her even more charming. Her small and charming body was set off by the evening dress, like a little angel.

The snow-white skin was exposed on his back. Yin Hui's hand accidentally touched the smooth and gentle skin, and suddenly felt it. He quickly looked down and realized that he accidentally touched Lan Ting's back when he was slapping Lan Ting.

"Lan Ting, wake up, wake up." He patted him several times again, very light, for fear that he would really wake Lan Ting up from his sleep.

Every light patting turned into a caress, as if coaxing a baby to sleep. Yin Hui was intoxicated by the feeling of contact with his skin.

It's getting late.

He looked out the window, and through the blue glass, the neon lights of the city had already lit up, as if the bright starlight falling from the sky was hanging on the top of the tall buildings.

"Waiter, waiter." His mind was sober than not drinking without alcohol.

The waiter politely pushed the door open: "Sir, what service do you need?"

"Checkout." He took out his credit card.

It was a brand new China Construction Bank credit card that he had hardly ever used. It was given to him by Cole Daunan, who said that the incredible group members were paid monthly through credit cards.

After all, I have been in the Incredible Group for more than a month, and there should be some funds in it.

"Okay, sir, please wait." After saying that, the waiter turned around and left. When he came back, he had an unlimited consumption terminal and a settlement statement.

"Sir, this is your bill, totaling 12,000 yuan, please compare it." The waitress handed the bill to Yin Hui with a tempting smile.

Yin Hui reached out to take the bill, looked at it, and was stunned. In the end, the settlement clearly indicated that the number in this line was 1,2,000 yuan.

"Why is it so expensive?" He gasped, worried that the money in the card would not be enough to pay this time.

"Yes, sir, the main reason is that the drinks are more expensive this time." The waitress still explained with a smile.

"Oh." He nodded: "Please help me check how much money is on the card." As he said that, he handed the card to the waiter.

"Okay sir." The waiter took the credit card, made a quick stroke at the wireless consumption terminal, and asked Yin Hui to enter the password. A line of numbers was displayed on it: available balance, 100,000 yuan.

"One, ten, hundreds, thousands, thousands, hundreds of thousands... million!" He counted the zeros behind the numbers in a low voice, and finally shouted in surprise: "Go my god, I'm drunk, aren't you?"

When the waiter saw this string of numbers, he was obviously shocked, but he soon came back to his senses and said, "Yes, sir, the total balance on your card is one million."

"Well, let's settle!" His mind calmed down and thought that as a civil servant, this salary would be easy to get.

When the three girls were finally sent back to the apartment, the three girls were still drowsy and slept like pig's heads. They couldn't wake them up even if they shouted. I admired the foreign wine to save worry. Now his ears were much more quiet, without the noise of their chattering.

Looking downstairs as bright as day, thinking of the little wind blowing on his face leisurely, he finally decided to go out for a walk and relax.

Following the narrow corridor, I quickly arrived downstairs.

The dim street lights and the frequent flashing of lights on the road confused his brain, making him mistakenly think that it was still daytime.

At midnight, it seemed that this place was not where he often stayed, but another place. He looked at the city with another admirable look, but suddenly realized that the city was so cute. At least the dazzling neon lights were showing the world, which was a highly civilized city.

A slight breeze blew on his face, as if a little hand was stroking his face, and the fresh air made him intoxicated. At this moment, he seemed to be a child who was free and unworried, traveling freely in the world.

If there is a bottle of white wine to cheer up, it is truly a happy life.

Thinking of this, his thoughts were flying freely without control. Unconsciously, he entered a supermarket, bought a bottle of Erguotou, and drank two bites.

The mellow smell of the mouth and the backlash made Yin Hui excited. He felt that he had transformed into a ranger who was not afraid of being photographed by heaven, and he was venturing on the heavens, earth and man.

Before he knew it, he actually broke into the expressway. Moreover, it was relatively remote here, with lonely street lights illuminating the ground, and the miserable ground looked a bit terrible.

A bitter wind blew, and he shook his head, woke up, looked around, and felt a little scared.

When did you break into this deserted place?

I turned around and looked at it. There was also darkness behind me. Apart from the lush woods on both sides of the road, there were no other vehicles passing by.

"Unfortunate, why did you get into such a place?" He looked around with some annoyance and found that the surroundings were equally gloomy and terrifying. He gulped Erguotou, making his courage, and preparing to continue walking along the road.

With those two Erguotou at the bottom, my courage has temporarily increased and I am no longer afraid. I thought I would definitely walk along the road to another prosperous area, and stay there until dawn before taking a taxi back.

He is not afraid of ghosts. He understands that if you don’t provoke ghosts, ghosts will not provoke you on their own initiative.

What he fears the most is meeting bad people who are desperate for life. They are even more terrifying than ghosts.

As expected, following my own ideas, I quickly walked along the road and walked to another prosperous area.

My heart suddenly became much brighter. I raised the wine bottle and prepared to drink another few more, but at this time I realized that all the bottles of Erguotou were drunk by myself.

That was a pound. He was stunned for a moment. The authentic Beijing Erguotou was filled with a bottle of the bottle. Even if he didn't faint, he would be numb enough. Now he felt that the world was spinning and his walking was a little unsteady.

"Damn it." He cursed, scolding himself for drinking so much, and walking around such a place where birds don't poop.

Fortunately, there is an underground passage in front of it. Rich social experience tells Yin Hui that the underground passage is a collective dormitory for drifting in Beijing, so it would be better to stay in it for one night today.

Speed ​​up your pace and try to control your body so that you won’t let it be seen that you are drunk.

Before I could reach the entrance of the underground passage, I heard the crowds of people inside, clamoring, like an underground supermarket.

He felt relieved until his vision completely entered the underground passage. Fortunately, the scene of the passage was similar to what he imagined. On both sides of the passage were densely packed with North Way, and he was doing small business under the light of the underground passage like the light of the sun. There were few pedestrians at this moment, and they were all busy closing the stall. After collecting the stall, they would build the floor on the spot, and there was no need to fight to seize the stall the next day.

He saw that there was no one in a corner, so he walked up, wrapped his clothes on his body, and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, he immediately felt a sense of comfort throughout his body, and his legs were even more relaxed, as if he had just finished a Long March.

The feeling of fatigue also invaded his upper body at this time, causing his upper and lower eyelids to fight, and he was drowsy and ready to fall asleep.

At this moment, the underground passage was completely quiet, and only the dazzling light shone on the sleeping Beidian, as if stroking them and comforting their overworked bodies during the day.

"Telling fortunes, telling fortunes, you don't need money if you don't work." A weak shout came in from the entrance of the passage.

The voice is very ordinary. On this road, I will encounter no less than a dozen such ordinary charlatans every day. But the shouting sounds so familiar and so friendly in Yin Hui's ears.

Because he suddenly remembered a person, a real friend, a friend who could sacrifice his life for himself.

God's Consort, Jiang Jing.

I don’t know if the God’s Purposer has been there for a while, like this old man who compromised for his livelihood, he passed through this underground passage, hoping to have business to come. Perhaps he has not made any money to eat yet, or perhaps he has not enough money to treat his children, so he is reluctant to eat, so he still insists on working even though it is midnight.

Without caring about physical fatigue, he climbed up from the corner and walked to the fortune teller.

"Sir, please help me calculate my marriage." Yin Hui said sincerely.
Chapter completed!