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

The man-eating flower that Lin Yan mentioned is not a foreign variety, but a man-eating flower cultivated by the Xuan Master that can devour people.

According to the records of the exorcism team, a hundred years ago, a man-eating flower field covering about a hundred acres was discovered in the dense forests of southeastern China.

Each carnivorous plant is about two meters tall and produces only one flower, with petals that are more than one meter wide when fully open.

The master, together with local wealthy landowners and gentry, would send twenty people out of the man-eating flower field every month to watch the flowers devour people for their own amusement.

The field reeked of a terrible stench, and the ground was littered with white bones.

At least five hundred people died.

After that, the carnivorous plants in the field were all burned to the ground.

The carnivorous plant that Su Chen saw in the departing car was indeed very large, and its petals were covered with serrated edges, like a shark.

Where did the flowers come from? What are they used for?

The two questions swirled in Su Chen's mind, but he quickly suppressed them.

In the current environment of Cuicheng, even if some Xuan Masters go astray on the path, the members of the Exorcism Team can correct them in no time, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

Thinking this, Su Chen nodded to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was taken aback when he saw that Su Chen didn't chase after her, but instead took out a handkerchief to wipe Yueyue's mouth.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and made a phone call to his great-grandfather.

"Man-eating flower?"

"No one wants to be the one who hides the truth, right?"

"Don't worry, Xiao Yan. Your great-grandfather will have someone investigate right away. I want to see who's so reckless as to dare to mess with us!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yan returned to Su Chen's side and handed him a fried bun.

Lin Yan was stunned.

Su Chen shoved the fried buns into his hand: "Did you give out the red envelopes this afternoon?"

Lin Yan nodded: "They gave them all. They didn't want them at first, but after I made a phone call, they accepted them all."

"Good."

Lin Yan looked on expectantly for Su Chen to say more, but the latter had already turned around and started chatting quietly with Xu Jiahua and the others.

With a serious expression, Lin Yan sat down by the flower bed.

People quickly crowded around the area.

On the left is A Peng, and on the right is Song Shumo.

"How about it, Brother Lin? My mom's pan-fried buns are delicious, aren't they? They smell so good!"

"You don't seem to be in a good mood. Why? Didn't you like the pan-fried buns?"

Lin Yan: "..."

Pan-fried buns~

He took a small bite.

It tastes like chewing wax.

Master Su always seems so distant, how can I get closer to him?

His face was so worried that his features were almost all scrunched up together.

Song Shumo looked at Lin Yan carefully and saw that his gaze was on Su Chen. She whispered, "Dad is too busy. He will take care of us when he has time."

Apeng nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, when Dad has some free time, I want him to make me seven peach wood swords."

"Why make so much? Are you going to share it with your classmates?" Song Shumo asked.

"I don't want to divide it up. I want my fourth uncle to make a box for storing peach wood swords, the kind that's like a fan where you pull it open and several swords can line up and come out..."

Song Shumo's eyes lit up as well.

"This is my idea, you're not allowed to do the same!"

Song Shumo: "...Then can you share some with me to play with later? I promise I won't break it."

Ah Peng hummed in agreement: "But you can't play for too long~"

Lin Yan: "..."

No.

This is still far from being a done deal!

He shook his head helplessly, took another bite of the fried bun in silence, and then heard Liu Chunhua call out, "Xiao Yan, come here!"

Lin Yan: "???"

Liu Chunhua shoved him behind the stall and said, "Xiao Yan, Grandma is planning to go shopping with two aunties. You're the oldest here, so you can help sell things, right?"

Lin Yan: “!!!”

For a moment, he felt a chill run down his spine.

something wrong.

This is very problematic.

I can't!

Ah Peng, Song Shumo, and Hong Hong nodded confidently: "No problem!"

Lin Yan felt a tightness in his tailbone.

Hey Hey hey.

Don't agree to anything rashly.

Setting up a stall is an adult's business. What's the point of us kids watching?

Before he could say anything, Honghong and the others had already started distributing the items automatically.

"I'm good at math, so I'll collect the money. Shumo, are you coming with me?"

Song Shumo nodded.

Ah Peng squeezed next to Lin Yan: "Then we'll take care of the fried buns. Wait a minute, I'll finish this first!"

Lin Yan couldn't bear to look at his oily hands, so he took out his own handkerchief and asked A Peng to wipe them clean.

At the same time, he silently prayed, "Please don't let anyone come, please don't..."

Behind them, Yueyue and Acai were already calling out to each other with great responsibility.

"Fried buns, delicious fried buns, five cents each."

Lin Yan was internally devastated.

Seeing people coming from all directions, he instinctively raised his hand to cover his face, but was recognized.

"Hey, Xiao Yan? What are you doing here? Helping Master Su sell pan-fried buns?"

Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly recognized the person in front of him: "Master Xu? What brings you here..."

"Hehe, Master Su's wife set up a stall, so we should come and patronize it more often to get to know her, right?"

Master Xu paused, then belatedly realized what he was saying and looked at Lin Yan in disbelief: "No, Little Yan, you brat..."

"You've already infiltrated Master Su's home so quickly? You wouldn't...?"

Master Xu's gaze fell on the oldest woman, Honghong, and he understood something.

Lin Yan said with a stern face, "Master Xu, don't make wild guesses."

"What do I have?" Master Xu coughed lightly. "Give me ten fried buns, five yuan, right, little girl? Are you called Honghong?"

Honghong was about to nod when Lin Yan pulled her back, blocking her way with a wary look in his eyes: "Master Xu, if you're just buying pan-fried buns, don't try to strike up a conversation!"

"Hey kid, you think you're allowed to set fires but we common folk aren't allowed to light lamps? Let me tell you, I have a grandson about your age, you can have him, maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

A faint voice came from behind him. Master Xu tensed up and quickly turned around with a forced laugh.

"Ah, Master Su, I was just wondering why I hadn't seen you. What a coincidence!"

Honghong stepped forward and snatched the five yuan from Master Xu's hand, while Song Shumo stuffed the fried buns that Apeng had packed in a plastic bag into his hand.

Song Shumo: "Dad, he wants his grandson to marry Sister Honghong."

Honghong: "!!!"

She stared at Master Xu in astonishment, her eyes filled with wariness.

Master Xu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I was just joking."

"Really?" Apeng asked.

"It's really true, truer than real gold."

Seeing that the children believed him, Master Xu gently patted his chest.

Scared to death!

Turning his head to meet Su Chen's gaze, he quickly forced a smile: "Master Su, do you come to set up your stall every day?"

"No, I just come occasionally."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Do we still need to come here every day to scan our faces?

As Master Xu hesitated, Su Chen asked, "Master Xu, are you very free?"

Master Xu was taken aback, somewhat unsure of the meaning behind Su Chen's question. After a moment's thought, he hesitated before answering, "A little...?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, why don't you guys organize a dragon boat race?"

Master Xu: "???"

What does this mean?

Is it because you find yourself too bothersome? Or because you find everyone else too idle?

To agree or not to agree?

"Master Xu doesn't like it?"

To Master Xu, the seemingly calm voice carried a blatant threat.

He felt a sudden tightness in his skin and nodded hastily, "I love it, I love rowing the most..."