Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

"grandfather!"

Song Shishi saw Lao Song rushing over and hurriedly caught up with him.

Zhao Yukun came to his senses and followed him.

Cai Guobang's eyes widened, he blinked in disbelief, and then clasped his hands together in tears: "Auntie, come quickly, it's so scary!"

He lowered his head and met Xiao Liu'er's clear eyes.

The latter commented: "Your acting skills are much worse than those of my sister. My aunt won't believe it."

Cai Guobang sighed: "Little devil, can't you say something nice?"

"Are you planning to take care of me until my aunt comes back?"

"No?"

"It's okay to wait and see," Xiao Liu'er pursed her lips and shook her head: "But do you have a lot of money?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Auntie likes nice things, can you afford them all?"

Cai Guobang frowned: "I can't afford it now, but when I go home..."

"I don't even get pocket money from grandpa anymore. Do you still ask for money from your parents when you are so old?"

Cai Guobang: "!!!"

"You have to make a lot of money on your own. When your aunt comes back, you can coax her and stay with her..."

Cai Guobang's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, little devil, you are quite smart."

"Of course, you don't have to look at who my aunt is." Xiao Liu'er said and coughed twice, "Well, I can promise you that I will call you as soon as my aunt comes back, but you have to call me every month ... 50 yuan.”

"no problem!"

Su Chen just came back and witnessed a special transaction.

He cleared his throat and saw both of them turning their heads. Cai Guobang belatedly pointed forward: "Director Su, something happened over there..."

"It's okay, it will be solved."

Su Chen rubbed Xiao Liu'er's head as he spoke and walked into the teahouse: "I'll go home and have a meal."

The words fell and the figure disappeared.

When Su Chen came back, the old street was already crowded.

Even the rainy weather couldn't stop everyone from watching the fun.

There are also many unfamiliar faces in the teahouse.

Lao Song was talking eloquently while inviting people to drink tea: "It's too late, but it's too late. You know my knife, right? It penetrated directly into the heart of that evil ghost, and it screamed at that time..."

Xiao Liuer held her forehead and silently jumped back behind the counter.

The chairs on Su Chen's stall were also occupied.

"Did you really see a ghost?"

"How is that possible? I couldn't see it at all. I just saw her legs being lifted up and she was pulled away directly. The speed was so fast that it scared me to death."

"So it's true?"

"Nonsense, why do you think I'm sitting here?"

"Why?"

"How dare you stay home alone after seeing this kind of thing? Who knows whether we will be the next to suffer?"

"That's right, places with more people are safer."

"No, are you blind? Didn't you see that this is Taoist Su's stall?"

"Oh oh oh, this is the territory of that powerful Taoist priest who just came?"

The man didn't answer, because when he saw Su Chen, he immediately stood up in embarrassment.

"Su, Taoist Master Su~"

Su Chen smiled at her: "It's okay, just sit down."

"No, Taoist Master, I want to ask, do you have any talismans for sale? I, I, feel that there are so many people, but I am still cold."

"Why don't you help me see if I've been tricked?"

Su Chen laughed: "Sister, you are overthinking and are afraid."

"Really? But, but..."

Su Chen took out a peace talisman and handed it to her: "This is a low-level peace talisman. It can block one danger. It costs 20 each. Sister, if you are really scared, you can buy one."

"Oh oh oh, that money, money..."

The man hurriedly dug into his pocket and quickly took out more than a hundred. He asked Su Chen with a dry smile: "Taoist Master Su, can you buy a few more? I, I want to put them all up at home, is that okay?"

Su Chen: "..."

"sure."

As soon as I started to get the Peace Talisman here, people quickly came over.

Some people still didn't understand why, but as soon as the residents in the old street explained it, the rich ones immediately paid for it.

Nothing else, at least buy some peace of mind.

After a while, the low-level peace charms in Su Chen's bag were emptied.

As everyone begged, he took out the yellow paper and cinnabar and started drawing.

It lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon before the crowds of spectators dispersed completely.

Su Chen rubbed his hands, turned around and saw Huang Nansong walking towards him with his head hanging down.

"What's wrong, Boss Huang?"

Lao Song walked out of the teahouse and explained: "Taoist Su, the girl in the accident is Xiao Song's niece."

Su Chen frowned: "Niece?"

After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Is it a kiss or a cousin?"

Huang Nansong was confused: "Of course it was a kiss, otherwise I wouldn't have sent her to the hospital myself... No..."

He looked at Su Chen in astonishment: "Master Su, you ask this..."

Su Chen: "I don't see any blood relatives on your face, Boss Huang, who will have any trouble in the near future."

Huang Nansong was still a little confused: "Daozhang Su, blood relatives are..."

He was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Old Song was angry: "Go back quickly and ask your brother if he reported the wrong child, otherwise..."

He coughed a few times and said, "Ask your siblings if they cuckolded your brother!"

Huang Nansong: "!!!"

His eyes were as wide as bells.

"No, it's not..."

Turning his head to meet Su Chen's gaze, still so calm and indifferent, Huang Nansong's shock slowly subsided.

Then he quickly turned around: "I'm going to the hospital to find my brother now."

Old Song saw him trotting away, almost falling down because he was too anxious, and shook his head helplessly.

After hesitating, he sat down by the stall.

"Taoist Su..."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't quite understand. There was a dragon on our street before, and you, Daoist Su, were here. Logically speaking, even if the sky is gloomy, there shouldn't be any evil ghosts, right? How could it be..."

Su Chen sighed.

He looked toward the street.

In Tian's eyes, corpse aura was faintly filling the air.

He discovered it when he came in the morning.

"Last night to early morning, there should have been many corpses passing through the old street, or even stopping there," he explained.

Old Song couldn't believe it: "Corpse?"

He scratched his head: "Did I go to bed too early? Didn't I see it?"

"It shouldn't be. We were still repairing the roof last night and it didn't finish until midnight. I even made tea for them at that time..."

Su Chen shrugged: "I don't know the specifics."

Old Song nodded, thanked Su Chen, and quickly entered the teahouse.

After a while, Ge Pingan came out angrily.

"Damn it, as soon as Xiao Kun left, the funeral parlor's car drove here specifically. Do you think we are the ones who are doing this? I don't want to smash it..."

After hearing this, Su Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a little head poking at the head of the pillar.

Looking at his stature, he is almost the same as Ah Cai.

Su Chen waved to him.

The little boy hesitated, then trotted over, lying on the table and staring at him.

"Uncle, are you a god?"

Su Chen reached into the bag and took out three candies and handed them to him with a smile.

"Uncle is not a god, but he has candy."

"Do you want to eat it? Do you want uncle to peel it for you?"

The little boy's head drooped.

"I don't want to eat sweets, I want to grow up quickly."

Su Chen touched his head funnyly.

"Why do you have to grow up so fast?"

"When you grow up, you can defeat your father and protect your mother."