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

Su Chen narrowed his eyes: "An Jianhuan?"

A Biao nodded repeatedly.

He quickly turned around and started selling to Su Jinsong: "Let me tell you, brother, although Huanhuan is divorced, it was because her husband was abusive and she couldn't stand it anymore. She is beautiful and filial, and she is a perfect match for you."

After a pause, A Biao slapped his forehead.

"Look at me, Akui keeps telling me not to match couples randomly, but my brain is so bad~" He looked at Su Chen happily, "Why don't you calculate whether they are suitable for each other later?"

"If it's suitable, then Chunming Street will have another happy event."

Su Chen waved his hand: "We'll talk about this later. Now we have to deal with the disaster-blocking magic on him first."

Su Jinsong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes. Although I don't want to believe that they will harm me, I prefer to believe you. After all, you don't seem to have any vested interests with me."

Ah Biao gave a thumbs up and said, "Finally, you are a wise man this time."

Su Chen asked him, "After you returned home, did you perform ancestral worship or anything like that, or go into the ancestral hall?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I even brought my parents' ashes back home, built a tomb for them, and recorded the specific date of death and burial place in the family tree."

Su Jinsong asked: "Master Su, why are you asking this?"

"Stupid, all these injuries on your body were caused by them. How did they cause them? Where did they perform this magic? Think about it carefully."

"In the ancestral hall?"

A Biao hummed.

"How is this possible? The ancestral hall is full of our ancestors. Aren't they afraid that they will be held accountable by our ancestors in the future?"

"The key is, will your ancestors come after them?"

"...No, you won't?"

"Bullying you makes your entire family rich. If your grandparents knew about this and resisted, they would probably beat you up."

Su Jinsong: “…”

Su Chen stood up and reminded: "Alright, once the spell is lifted, they will retaliate. Just be more careful in the future. Let's go to your ancestral hall first."

As he said this, he looked at A Biao.

"I'm going too. If we can't eat lobsters, I'll order the same thing from Yu later. But I haven't seen such a lively scene in a while."

"Let's go together then."

When Su Jinsong put on his clothes, he soon saw rough blocks of color and lines stacked and distorted in front of him. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the Su Family Ancestral Hall in Licheng.

Su Chen saw the Chen family ancestral hall with carved beams and painted rafters at the back.

Su Jinsong suppressed his inner shock, noticed his gaze, and whispered, "I heard that the renovation of the ancestral hall cost over a million. The Chen family is so rich. We can't compare."

When he just came back, his clansmen subtly reminded him to donate money to renovate the ancestral hall. Later, while drinking, they said they didn't want it, and Su Jinsong didn't think much about it.

At that time, he was focused on renovating his old house, suffering from physical illness, and starting a new business, so he had no time to care about this matter.

Thinking about it now, Su Jinsong remembered that after he was helped up after getting drunk, they seemed to have taken some blood from his fingertips.

Could it be that magic has something to do with this?

The gate of the Su family ancestral hall was locked. Su Jinsong was about to ask if he needed someone to get the key when Su Chen led them directly into the small courtyard.

However, the small courtyard, which is about 20 square meters and is lined with pine and cypress trees, seems much more cramped. The only main room is poorly lit and a bit eerie.

The last time Su Jinsong came here, he was naturally happy because he was returning to his roots, but this time he felt a little nervous.

"Su, Master Su, do you feel cold?"

Su Chen didn't say anything, but A Biao exclaimed.

Seeing Su Jinsong looking in, A Biao pointed inside and said, "A lot of red lines!"

It really is.

One end of each red string was tied to all the tablets, and the other end was inserted into a bamboo basket hanging under the beam.

Su Chen walked to the bamboo basket, jumped lightly, and took the bamboo basket down.

A Biao and Su Jinsong went up to the bamboo basket and took a look, and saw a small bowl inside.

The bowl was empty, with only a little gray-brown powder left at the bottom. The red lines tied the outer shell of the bowl tightly, but the piece of yellow paper pressed at the bottom was still eye-catching.

Su Chen picked up the bowl and took out the yellow paper. He unfolded it, glanced at it, and handed it to Su Jinsong: "This is your horoscope."

Su Jinsong read it and nodded: "It's mine."

"No, Master Su, how do you know this is mine..."

A Biao glanced at him and said, "Don't ask. If you ask, it's just my brother's ability."

Then he looked at Su Chen: "What should we do now?"

"This spell relies entirely on the red string to maintain its function, and breaking it is also very simple..."

"Break the rope?" A Biao rubbed his hands ready.

Su Chen flipped his hand and handed him the lighter.

"Just burn it."

"Okay, that's easy."

A Biao burned the red ropes one by one.

Every time one of them burned, Su Jinsong felt a little more relaxed.

He rolled up his sleeves and lifted up his hem, clearly seeing the wounds disappearing one by one.

I felt delighted at that moment.

"Master Su, look!"

Su Chen nodded slightly, looked around, and pulled out an old ghost from the corner.

The old ghost was pulled in and couldn't help but scream.

"It's none of my business. It's really none of my business. I didn't do anything."

"I know," Su Chen said, "If you want to harm someone, there will be evil energy on you."

The old ghost patted his chest and said, "Then why did you arrest me?"

"It's difficult to gather all the Su family members in a short period of time. Have you been here all the time?"

The old ghost nodded and quickly understood: "Oh, you want to find the culprit, right? I know this, it's that guy named Su Chenfeng."

"Su Chenfeng?" Su Jinsong frowned.

Ah Biao teased him: "We weren't close friends before, were we?"

Su Jinsong didn't say anything.

More than that?

When the house was being built before, Su Chenfeng volunteered to help him supervise the construction.

“It seems to be true!”

"As expected, brother, you really need to be more careful in the future."

Heart eyes? That’s right!

Su Jinsong hurriedly looked at Su Chen: "Master Su, then my house..."

Could it have been tampered with?

"We'll talk about that later."

"Do you have Su Chenfeng's horoscope?"

Su Jinsong shook his head.

The old ghost raised his hand: "The eight characters are all in their family tree. I know where they put it. Here, here..."

Su Chen took out the family tree from an old box and opened it.

He calculated it and quickly narrowed his eyes.

The old ghost kept nagging at the side: "This Su Chenfeng is just a smiling tiger. He is young, but he is really cruel when calculating people."

"His father has the key to this place. He used to come here with his friends to discuss doing bad things."

"Three years ago, they also harmed two girls together. It was a pity that it was broad daylight, and I didn't dare go out, otherwise I would have scared them to death..."

"A year ago, this guy captured three children and sold them to human traffickers here. He was afraid that the children's crying would alert those around them, so he drugged them. I think the drug was quite strong. I wonder if those children would become stupid~"

……

As he was talking, he saw Su Chen looking at him, and the old ghost stopped immediately, shrinking his neck nervously: "I, I didn't lie, really~"