Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen smiled and took out the little paper man and nodded the head.

"You are spiritually aware."

The little paper man waved his hands and hugged his index finger tightly.

When Su Chen placed it on his dantian, the little guy immediately put his hands and feet on it and became motionless.

Seeing this, Su Chen closed his eyes.

That ray of gold is the power of merit, and Tianshi Mansion has always used merit to practice.

As Su Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air, this body truly entered Xuanmen.

Pulling out the little paper man, he glanced at his head and saw facial features faintly visible on it. Su Chen smiled and put it back into his trouser pocket.

At this moment, he was tapped on the shoulder.

Turning around, it was Lin Jingyu.

He was accompanied by Yu Dingqiang.

Su Chen understood: "Did something happen to the mage?"

Yu Dingqiang nodded repeatedly, as if he was afraid of being discovered, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Master, my master seemed to be too frightened and lost his mind. We found him in the toilet. He fainted at that time. Waiting for us If you pinch someone to wake them up, they will go crazy and insist on eating shit~"

The more he talked, the more embarrassed Yu Dingqiang became.

He originally thought that his master was capable, but when something happened, he revealed himself.

But... he has been a disciple for five years and called him master for five years. Although he is not angry and disdainful, he can't just ignore it, right?

After thinking about it, he and his junior brother secretly sent the person home. When Lin Jingyu went there, the three of them were collecting money to ask Su Chen for help, but they only had eighty yuan.

Yu Dingqiang gave all the money to Su Chen: "Master, please help me. Although he is a fake mage, he doesn't deceive people very much, and his fees are not high..."

Su Chen calculated with his fingers and stood up: "Let's go."

Yu Dingqiang was stunned: "...ah?"

"Anyway, no one will do the math today. I'll go take a look."

Eighty is also eighty. I can buy four pairs of leather shoes.

On the way, Lin Jingyu whispered to Su Chen quietly, talking about the fake mage.

The fake master's name is Cai Zhengqing, who is from Nanshan, Cuicheng. He said that he originally lived near a Taoist temple and learned his skills under the influence. People in Chunming Street saw that his practices were decent, his attitude was kind, and his prices were low. Gradually, everyone likes to call him to help.

"But buddy, although this is a lie, it seems like he can really see something, otherwise why would he say he saw a ghost, right?"

Su Chen nodded: "Some people are indeed born with dark eyes and can see ghosts, but people with extremely low luck can sometimes see them."

Lin Jingyu understood: "Then he must have poor luck, otherwise he would be so unlucky that he lost his soul in the toilet?"

Several people came to a simple shack.

When he opened the door, he saw Cai Zhengqing struggling crazily.

Zhang Qiang and Liu Tao were pulling and pressing each other, with hot sweat on their foreheads.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two of them turned around in horror. Seeing it was them, they breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, you are finally back."

Then they said in unison: "Master, please save Master quickly."

Su Chen looked at these three people funny.

When they rebelled so quickly before, I thought they were not respecting their teachers, but I didn't expect that all of them actually had real intentions.

At this time, Cai Zhengqing lost the restraints of his apprentice and rushed forward: "Delicious food, I want delicious food, delicious food!"

When Yu Dingqiang saw this, he turned around to protect the urine bucket in the corner.

Su Chen, with quick eyes and quick hands, aimed a knife at Cai Zhengqing's neck. Cai Zhengqing's eyes rolled up and his body slowly softened.

"Master."

Zhang Qiang and Yu Dingqiang stepped forward to support him and put him on the bed.

Lin Jingyu swallowed dryly, watching Su Chen step forward calmly, and couldn't help but touch his neck.

Su Chen had just officially started to practice. His heavenly eyes were still not open, so he could only make calculations. After asking Yu Dingqiang and Cai Zhengqing's horoscope, he took a few peanuts from the table, unscrewed them, and threw the peanut shells into the air. The shell settled and he squinted slightly.

Lin Jingyu saw this and quietly pulled Yu Dingqiang's arm: "Brother, what are you doing? Casting a spell?"

Yu Dingqiang chuckled, and then changed his face: "I don't know what the hell!"

Lin Jingyu: "..."

"That's right. You guys are all just pretending. You still have a primary school diploma, right? You even have fewer books than me. You'd be damned if you knew it."

Yu Dingqiang, Zhang Qiang, Liu Tao: "..."

Show off!

"It's not that I lost my soul, nor that I was possessed by a ghost."

Su Chen's voice brought them back to their senses immediately.

Liu Tao hurriedly asked: "Master, why would Master do this?"

Yes, how could this happen?

Could it be that he is suffering from a very fashionable disease mentioned in villain books - mental illness?

It shouldn't be.

The mage profession has to deal with corpses all year round, so you should be very courageous. Even if you are really frightened by ghosts, it will not cause such a big mental problem...

Suddenly, Su Chen's eyes lit up: "No, there is another possibility."

Yu Dingqiang and Lin Jingyu said in unison: "What?"

"God descends."

Su Chen's voice was trembling when he said these two words.

Is there actually a god in this world?

The world gods before him had long since disappeared from history, so after the ghost energy revived, all the techniques of descending from the gods were useless. In the end, many disciples of the Tianshi Mansion had no choice but to use all their Taoist formations to form formations and die together with the Ghost King.

If there were gods, master, uncle, brothers and brothers would not die.

Thinking of Su Chen, he slowly let out a breath.

That’s it, everything is over.

Since you are reborn in this world, why should you hold on to the past?

He relaxed physically and mentally, met Lin Jingyu's and others' shocked gazes, and raised his eyebrows: "Take me to find your master's toilet."

Gods should be aloof. How could the gods of this world appear in such a dirty place as the toilet?

"God descends? Are you inviting God?" Lin Jingyu asked curiously on the way.

Before Su Chen could answer, he frowned and scratched his forehead.

"That's not right. Can a fake mage like him invite gods?"

Su Chen shook his head: "The gods drop part of their divine power on people, thereby controlling their bodies, and they descend for the gods. Whether it is active or passive, ordinary people cannot resist."

"Oh, I understand. In other words, Cai Zhengqing was passively possessed by divine power." Lin Jingyu's eyes lit up as he said this, "He is the chosen one! Which god is he interested in?"

Zhang Qiang, who was accompanying him, raised his eyebrows.

Do you want this chosen one?

Su Chen glanced meaningfully at Lin Jingyu, who was confused, and then paused in his steps.

"wrong!"

"No, no, no."

He looked at Zhang Qiang: "Xiao Qiang, passive, your master must have offended the gods and been punished, right?"

Zhang Qiang was shocked: "...ah? Then, what should we do?"

Seeing that Su Chen was still moving forward steadily, he hurriedly caught up with him.

"Master, master, if my master is like this, will he be hopeless?"

Su Chen: "I don't know."

Zhang Qiang's face felt bitter for a while, and then he clasped his hands decisively: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Patriarch of Sanqing, be sure nothing happens to you."

"Haha," Lin Jingyu patted him on the shoulder, "Xiaoqiang, your faith is so pure."

"It doesn't matter, whichever one is useful will be trusted."

The corner of Su Chen's mouth curled up slightly and he shook his head helplessly.

Ten minutes later, several people arrived in front of the public toilet.

There is a stall selling toilet paper at the entrance of the public toilet. Lin Jingyu introduced: "This is Lao Yu who manages the toilet!"

Then he reminded in a low voice: "Don't buy this papyrus. It costs 1 dime per serving. It's so expensive."

As he spoke, he paused because Su Chen didn't respond at all and looked at Lao Yu intently.

He looked at Lao Yu suspiciously.

Lao Yu... have a problem?