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

Su Chen told the little bamboo cat the story he had written, and after making his request, asked the little bamboo cat how long it would take.

The little bamboo cat pondered for a moment: "Dreams don't need to be too realistic, they should be quick."

"Alright, let's finish this quickly."

Su Chen quickly took the little bamboo cat to the home of the first devout believer.

late at night.

In a bungalow in Ping'an Town.

Zhang Cuicui, who was over fifty years old, was fast asleep when suddenly her body trembled.

In her dream, she was flying low over the vegetable garden, occasionally reaching out to pull weeds, when suddenly she saw a snake as thick as a bowl under the cabbage lunging at her.

She was startled, but luckily she dodged quickly and flew upwards.

But when she looked down again, she found that the vegetable garden was now covered with a dense swarm of large snakes, each one stretching out its head to bite her.

Zhang Cuicui was so anxious that she wanted to fly away, but for some reason, no matter how she waved her hands, she couldn't move. Just as she was extremely anxious, a voice came from afar: "Please, Immortal Lord of Longevity, bless my daughter-in-law to give birth to a boy this time!"

She chuckled, thinking, "The neighbor Jin Hua is dreaming."

The daughter-in-law gave birth to seven girls in a row. The heartless grandmother drowned two of them, gave away three, and sold one. How could such a cruel grandmother expect to have a grandson?

Moreover, the Immortal Lord of Longevity guarantees longevity, while those seeking children must pray to Guanyin.

A shadow swept past, and Zhang Cuicui finally came to her senses.

Oh my god, forget about the golden flowers, there are so many snakes, help!

"Please, Immortal Lord of Longevity, help me get rid of these snakes! Please..."

She paused for a moment, then belatedly realized that she was just as brainless as Jin Hua.

The Immortal Lord of Immortality couldn't control snakes, but... but...

She had no idea which deity controlled the snakes.

"Immortal Lord of Immortality, save me!!!"

Just as she looked down and saw hundreds of snake heads beckoning to her, but she couldn't move at all, her body began to tremble, and she made low sobbing noises.

The noise naturally woke up his light-sleeping spouse.

Lin Dashu shook Zhang Cuicui slightly, and she cried even louder.

"Hey, old woman, wake up, wake up, what kind of dream are you having?"

He shook him several times, but he didn't wake up.

Then I saw that her crying subsided, her trembling stopped, she mumbled something, and turned her head to lie down and rest again.

In a dream.

Zhang Cuicui felt as if her body was being entangled by something.

It suddenly shot upwards.

As I watched those hideous snake heads disappear into the distance, I felt a sense of relief wash over me.

She looked down at her waist and saw a yellow-green rope binding her, which was gleaming faintly. She paused for a moment, then looked up at the sky and saw a vague figure standing on the clouds, seemingly smiling at her.

Zhang Cuicui: "...The Immortal Lord of Immortality? The Immortal Lord of Immortality has manifested!"

The person on the cloud remained silent, only smiling.

Zhang Cuicui realized, "No, this isn't real. I'm dreaming. Yes, I'm dreaming. I can only fly when I'm dreaming."

Then he chuckled foolishly, "It must be because I knelt before the Immortal Lord of Longevity too many times today that I had this kind of dream tonight..."

She didn't pray too much when she knelt down; she only asked that her whole family be healthy and free from illness and disaster.

But since she saw the Immortal Lord of Immortality in her dream and he even saved her, Zhang Cuicui and the others landed on the ground and found that there were no snakes around. They immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Immortal Lord Changsheng! Thank you, Immortal Lord Changsheng!"

As she kowtowed, she found a stack of money in front of her.

A stack of 100-yuan bills.

Zhang Cuicui was stunned for a moment, then picked it up blankly.

"Immortal Lord, this money..."

I didn't ask for anything!

As she wondered, a series of images suddenly flashed before her eyes.

She chased after the old man with a broom in hand.

Go to town and hire a bricklayer.

The whole family built a stone platform on their own land.

Please have a carpenter carve a statue of a deity.

They build shrines and set off firecrackers.

Pay everyone...

When it came time to pay, he was surprised to find himself holding that wad of cash.

Zhang Cuicui was quite old, and for a moment she didn't quite understand what the dream meant. She tightened her grip, and the next moment, she opened her eyes.

in the dark.

Zhang Cuicui vaguely saw a somewhat broken chest of drawers next to her and heard the old man snoring beside her.

The dream is over!

She came to her senses and slowly exhaled.

Why do you have such a strange dream?

Feeling a bit thirsty, she was about to prop herself up to get the thermos when she suddenly stopped.

There's something hard in my hand.

After touching it carefully, Zhang Cuicui realized something, and incredulously brought it to her nose to smell it, her eyes widening.

She quickly got up, pulled the power cord, and the light came on.

When Zhang Cuicui saw the wad of money in her hand, she pinched her arm hard.

pain!

It's more like a dream I haven't woken up from.

She quickly turned to the side and gave Lin Dashu a tap as well.

"Ahhh~" Lin Dashu stopped snoring, gasped for breath, and turned around impatiently, opening his bloodshot eyes. "What are you doing, old woman? Are you going to let me... huh?"

Lin Dashu's eyes widened when he saw the stack of money in front of him.

"Money, so much money?"

"Where did it come from?"

Zhang Cuicui asked him, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, wouldn't it hurt if I twisted you like this a few times while you were asleep?"

"Does pain mean I'm not dreaming?"

Lin Dashu had already started smelling the banknotes.

"Really, this money is absolutely real, it smells like real money."

He swallowed hard as he spoke: "No, old woman, where did you get this money? Did you find it?"

Zhang Cuicui was still somewhat incredulous. She raised her hand and slapped her face twice before looking at Lin Dashu in a daze: "I picked it up in my dream. It was given to me by the Immortal Lord."

Lin Dashu felt his forehead: "You don't have a fever."

"Really, old man, let me tell you, I had a dream before... a dream, eh, what did I dream about? I forgot, it was kind of dangerous, and then I prayed to the Immortal Lord of Longevity, and he appeared. When I knelt down, the money was right in front of me. Oh right, and we were at the edge of the field..."

As Lin Dashu listened to Zhang Cuicui's rambling, he unfolded the stack of money, examined each bill, and occasionally brought it to his nose to smell it.

"You mean, this Qian Xianjun was the one who repaired that shrine for us, right?"

Lin Dashu: "...One hundred sheets, ten thousand yuan."

His ear was lifted: "I'm talking to you."

“I’m listening, I’m listening,” Lin Dashu said, freeing his ears, then fiddled with the ten thousand yuan. “You’re saying that building a shrine in our area only costs a few yuan?”

Zhang Cuicui's eyes lit up: "Could it be that the immortal lord thinks our family is poor and is giving us the rest to spend?"

"Anyway, building a shrine will definitely not cost more than three thousand."

"Shall we spend the remaining seven thousand?" Zhang Cuicui hurriedly got up, knelt on the bed, clasped her hands together, and said words of thanks to the Immortal Lord of Longevity.

Lin Dashu, who was standing nearby, carefully observed her reaction and frowned.

"You really didn't find this money?"

"Never mind, anyway, the rest is all at home."

He patted Zhang Cuicui on the shoulder.

"Old woman, let's build the shrine quickly. We'll call them back for the Dragon Boat Festival and divide the rest of the money among the families."

“We’re old and can eat sweet potatoes every day without any problems, but the kids are all too thin. We should ask them to buy some milk and eggs for the kids to supplement their diet.”

Zhang Cuicui scoffed, "Do you even need to tell me?"

The little bamboo cat, who had been watching the whole thing, scratched its head in confusion.

He understands giving money to repair the shrine, but...

"Master Su, why are you giving so much money?"

With 7,000 left, how much delicious spicy dried fish can you buy?