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

Seeing the girl he brought with him had a look of fear in her eyes and was trembling, the yellow-haired gangster clicked his tongue twice.

"You didn't believe me after I told you, you deserve it!"

He pulled out a chair and sat down, folding his arms and raising his eyebrows at Su Chen.

Su Chen put down the chisel with a smile.

"Being entangled?"

The gangster gave a thumbs up: "As expected of you."

"Before you brought her here, you deliberately provoked her, which is why she became so arrogant."

"But with your ability, if you want to deal with a girl, you don't have to bring her to me and make things uncomfortable."

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

The little gangster still had that roguish, smiling face.

"Master Su, please don't be so serious."

"I can't possibly cheat you, right? I don't have that ability. I know myself very well."

As he spoke, he took out a red envelope and placed it on the table, slowly pushing it to Su Chen.

"I had a pretty good collaboration with that boss before, and I got to know a few more people over a drink."

"It's inconvenient for him to come, so he asked me to run errands. This is the red envelope for him."

Su Chen: "..."

It turned out that they were starting a new business.

He accepted the red envelope and asked, "What's that?"

"Ahem~" The gangster talked about business, coughed twice and glanced inside the teahouse, but didn't see anyone, so he looked around.

There was a black line on Su Chen's forehead.

"You look guilty like that."

"It's okay, the boss insisted that I do this."

Su Chen was speechless.

After the gangster finished these "eye-catching" actions, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Su Chen.

"Calculate whether their horoscopes are compatible."

What is there to be shy about?

Su Chen unfolded it in confusion, and raised his eyebrows after seeing the eight characters clearly.

The age difference is 22 years.

Uh……

Old husband and young wife?

After calculating more carefully, his whole face turned black.

The punk looked at his expression meaningfully, trying to suppress his laughter: "Master Su, isn't this very interesting?"

"you know?"

The gangster waved his hands.

"People like us are always away from home, so we know a little bit about everyone's affairs."

"Then why didn't you alert your boss?"

"Why would I remind him? I don't need to make money?" the thug said confidently. "Besides, it's just blood relationship. They've already been like that. What's the point of talking about it now?"

"What's more, he himself is too embarrassed to come to tell fortunes. Master Su, do you think he knows?"

"If I expose this in front of him, do you believe that Xiti will kill me to silence me?"

Su Chen finally looked serious and took a closer look at the gangster.

My quick glance before was indeed biased, and I didn't realize that he was brave and resourceful.

It's just that your mind is not focused on the right path.

"So, Taoist Su, are their horoscopes compatible?"

Su Chen was annoyed: "What do you think?"

The gangster touched his nose and said, "If we really get married, the boss's ancestors will probably jump out of their coffins. But the boss also said that he doesn't care. He only cares about health and wealth."

Su Chen glanced at the red envelope and felt inexplicably depressed.

"The body is not affected, and the fortune is good."

The gangster raised his lips and said, "That's it. What about that..."

He scratched his head and said, "I remember I needed a piece of red paper to calculate this. Please excuse me, Taoist Su."

Su Chen clenched his fists.

Thinking about the fate of the two people, I am afraid that no matter what the result of the marriage compatibility is, it will not change their relationship.

That's it.

He flipped his hand, took out red paper, cut it, and picked up the pen to write the marriage certificate.

At this moment, the girl next to him suddenly screamed.

The gangster turned his head and heard a rustling sound.

"Eh~" He curled his lips in disgust, "Are you scared to pee?"

Su Chen didn't even raise his head: "I cast some illusion, do you want to try it?"

"Let's not do that. It's too embarrassing to poop and pee in the street."

The gangster whistled and said, "What a pity, I don't have a camera. Otherwise, if I had taken this photo, I would have had this young lady under my control for the rest of her life."

"Are you not afraid that she will kill to silence you?"

"Then she has to have the courage."

Su Chen put down his pen and snapped his fingers again.

The girl shuddered and her eyes gradually became clear, but she still couldn't hide her fear.

Seeing the surrounding environment change, she subconsciously turned around.

Soon, the gangster grabbed his shoulder.

"Xiaoling, you're still peeing your pants at this age, aren't you too weak?"

"Go back and ask your elder brother to give you a good rest. Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

The gangster took the marriage certificate, got on his motorcycle and drove away.

The girl was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly turning red as a monkey's butt. Noticing the curious gazes from all around her, she screamed and trotted towards the street corner.

She was originally covering her skirt while running, but then she remembered and started covering her face.

"Crash!"

Xiao Liuer held a basin of water to wash away the urine stain, swept it with a broom, and felt helpless.

"Master Su, why is this sister like this?"

Su Chen shrugged: "I don't like it either."

He picked up the chisel again and began to carve.

Xiao Liuer brought another basin of water to rinse it, sniffed it carefully, and found that the smell of urine was not so strong, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

When she looked up, she found the amnesiac old man coming out, and Xiao Liuer subconsciously forced a smile and greeted him.

The latter nodded lightly, his eyes fell on Su Chen, and hesitant to speak.

Su Chen carved carefully: "Ask if you want to."

The amnesiac old man hesitated for a long time before speaking: "He...will be okay?"

"Near miss."

"Oh, that's good."

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth: "You will be trapped and will never see the light of day."

The amnesiac old man trembled and his face fell.

"Any thing else?"

"No, no more."

The old man hurriedly turned around and went into the next room. Soon, Xi Meng's voice could be heard from inside: "Get lost, you're crying all day long. Do you want to ruin my business before it even starts?"

"Cai Guobang, send him away quickly!"

"Don't be angry, Auntie. I'll take him away right now. Don't be angry, or you'll get sick."

Cai Guobang quickly dragged the amnesiac old man out. Seeing that the latter was still hesitant, he said helplessly, "Old man, I don't believe you don't know what my aunt meant. Now that you remember, go back."

"If you really want to continue being my aunt's pet, then you should settle all your family matters and come back when you have nothing to worry about, okay?"

As he said that, Cai Guobang took out his wallet and stuffed the five thousand yuan he had prepared yesterday into the old man's hand.

"Consider the money I'm lending you. Also, I'll take you to the bus station."

Xiao Liu'er watched them leave, pouted for a while, and ran into the next room.

"Aunt, will Grandpa with amnesia come back?"

"Why? Are you worried that no one will research delicious bamboo rice for you anymore and you won't be able to make money?"

"I wanted to earn money to buy clothes for grandpa~"

"What's so difficult about this? When you buy the clothes, just ask Taoist Su to take you there, right?"

"No, you little girl, you didn't even think about buying clothes for me, but for that old man?"

Xiao Liu'er hurriedly said ingratiatingly, "Yes, auntie, I'm saving money just to buy it for you. Otherwise, I would have bought it for grandpa a long time ago."

"That's pretty much it~"

Su Chen shook his head slightly.

A convoy drove by and slowly stopped.

He looked up and saw Song Anhui, who had just gotten off the car, blowing him a kiss.

"So fast?"

Jiang Ni, who got off the car together, nodded to Su Chen.

Song Anhui reached out and pulled out a tall, bearded white man.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes.

Can play.