You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Old Liao got a toothache when he heard this.

Thinking of the promise he had just made, he took a step back guiltily.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Su Chen's ability, but Cuicheng is on the seaside, and there are many people going out to sea to fish. There have been many shipwrecks in recent years. Unless something happens near the sea, the body will either sink to the bottom of the sea or be carried away by the ocean current. Who knows where it will drift to, so how can it be found?

Generally speaking, in such cases, the family will erect a cenotaph for the deceased during the funeral.

According to what this woman said, Lao Liao guessed that her son had an accident at sea.

To find the body... even if Master Su has extraordinary abilities and can figure out where the body is, he can't bring it back.

Lin Jingyu also guessed it.

He glanced at Su Chen and saw him sitting down calmly. Without saying a word, he silently pulled Apeng to his stall.

Apeng, who had been holding his new jumping frog in his arms like a treasure, stopped playing with it and looked at this side curiously with his little face in his hands.

After getting the eight characters, Su Chen began to calculate.

During this time, the woman slowly sat down on the chair at the reminder of her daughter.

But a pair of eyes were fixed on Su Chen, as if trying to grasp the last straw.

Soon, Su Chen's hand paused and his brows raised slightly.

She couldn't wait to ask, "How about it, Master? Can you, can you figure out where it is?"

"Tell me, even if the fish eat him till only bones are left, I will get him back. I must get him back!"

The young girl nodded eagerly.

Su Chen's fingers continued to move, then soon stopped, and his brows relaxed.

"Auntie, your son had an accident half a month ago, or to be exact, 17 days ago, right?"

The mother and daughter counted on their fingers and nodded repeatedly.

"Yeah."

Su Chen nodded: "I calculated that he did encounter a disaster at that time and his life was in danger, but he was lucky enough to survive."

Both of them were stunned.

"What, what do you mean? My brother, my brother..."

"Master, I don't quite understand what you are saying."

Old Liao, who had returned to the steamed bun stall, shouted anxiously, "You don't understand this? Master Xiao Su is saying that the person is not dead!"

"What?!" The mother and daughter exclaimed in unison, and then both pairs of eyes suddenly lit up with hope, staring at Su Chen with anticipation.

Su Chen nodded: "Uncle Liao is right, he is not dead yet, he is on a reef, but if he is not rescued in time, he will die the day after tomorrow."

The woman's back, which had been straightened with great difficulty, suddenly bent down again. But in just a moment, she quickly straightened up again, eagerly pulling Su Chen's hand, begging: "Master, Master, please be kind and save our Aguo, Master, I beg you!"

Su Chen was helpless.

"Auntie, I can indeed calculate the direction and distance based on the eight characters and determine where a person is, but it's too far, more than a hundred kilometers to the southeast. Given your conditions, it's not realistic to hire a fishing boat to pick someone up."

This mother and daughter seemed to have no money, let alone hiring a boat to go out to sea to rescue people.

As for Su Chen, although he had some money, he had to support his family and it was impossible for him to help her.

The light in the woman and the girl's eyes slowly dimmed.

The woman sat there in a daze, tears streaming down her face.

The girl slowly squatted down, hugged her knees and cried softly.

Old Liao, who was watching, felt sorry for him.

It would be fine if I didn't give them hope. Now that I know they are still alive, I am stuck with money and destined to watch my loved ones die. Sigh~

It’s difficult without money.

Looking at the girl whose shoulders were shaking from crying, Lao Liao felt embarrassed. He took out two dollars from the money he earned from selling steamed buns today, hesitated for a moment, and added three more dollars to make a total of five dollars.

He walked up to the girl and patted her shoulder: "Child, uncle is not very capable, so I can only help you with this little bit. Don't despise me."

Lao Liao is a famous stingy person in Chunming Street because he sells steamed buns at a low price, the kind that he would haggle over even for five cents or a dime.

He gave five yuan each, and Aunt Li hesitated and also gave five yuan.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to give it. She borrowed the money for the betrothal gift when her son got married this year, and she still owes several hundred yuan.

People like Aunt Liao Li who set up stalls to make a living may not necessarily live a happy life, but they can't bear to see people miserable and helpless. You give five yuan, I give ten yuan, and soon a stack of small bills piled up around the girl.

Passersby asked and took out money, some with 10 cents, some with 50 cents, and some with 1 yuan and 2 yuan.

Seeing this, the girl wiped her eyes and thanked him repeatedly, but felt it was not enough, so she knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The banging sounds were so real that Lin Jingyu felt sorry for her forehead pain.

Fortunately, the girl was quickly pulled up by Lao Liao.

"Don't knock it, be careful not to get hurt. Your brother hasn't come home yet, so lie down first. Get up quickly, don't worry, everyone will help you!"

Lin Jingyu has always been disgusted by this kind of scene. He just stood up and said that he would pay for the boat to go out to sea when he heard people cheering.

"Why should I cry about this? The person is still alive. Isn't it just going out to sea? I have a boat. Come on, I'll help you pick him up."

Lin Jingyu, who knew most of the city, recognized the person as soon as he saw him.

"Brother Hongliang?"

The man squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Jingyu carefully, then scratched his head and said, "You, you are the family of that, that person, right? That person..."

He pondered for a while, then slapped his thigh: "Abao's wife, Yingying!"

"Yes, yes, it's me."

Lin Jingyu smiled and walked over to shake his hand: "Brother Hongliang, you know about Abao, right?"

Wu Hongliang rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Don't mention that bastard to me. Yingying is such a good woman! She can make money and is pretty. How prestigious would it be to take her out? His conscience has been eaten by a dog. He deserves to be arrested. If it were me, he should not be shot, but be hung on the stern of my boat to feed the sharks!"

When Su Chen heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

He is a person of true nature.

He glanced at Wu Hongliang and unexpectedly discovered that the light golden aura of wealth on the latter was slowly dissipating.

interesting.

Looking at Wu Hongliang's Palace of Wealth again, it was indeed very dim.

Thinking carefully about what he had just said about taking a boat to pick people up, Su Chen felt a little amused. Isn't this just another way of wasting money?

Before, people said that Brother Yu was a boy who gave away money. Now that’s what he is, right?

Su Chen didn't point it out, but quickly packed up his things and went to find A Peng again. He asked the little guy if he would like to stay in the store with Uncle A Biao or go out to sea. The little guy's eyes sparkled: "Dad, are there any big fish in the sea?"

"Yes, there are, but you probably won't be able to see it from the boat. Are you still going?"

The little guy nodded his head heavily: "I want to go with Daddy."

"Okay, then if Daddy is free, I'll catch you a big fish, okay?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

"Oh oh oh, I can see big fish, I can see big fish!"

The children's excited voices affected everyone.

Old Liao subconsciously raised the corner of his mouth.

He rubbed his hands together and said, "That's good now. Master Su is going out to sea with me, and I can definitely bring him back. Great, that's great!"

Kong Aichun came out with 20 yuan in her hand and glanced at him: "What's good about it? I heard he's been on the reef for half a month. If we bring him back, he'll probably be seriously ill. This family is so pitiful!"

She stuffed the money into the girl's arms without saying anything, turned around and went back to the yarn shop. She watched Su Chen lead A Peng and follow Wu Hongliang away, and sighed: "The hemp rope always breaks at the thinnest part. I'm afraid that Dad is gone and my brother is in trouble again. Oh~"