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

As the woman spoke, she gripped the flesh of her forearm tightly with her hand.

They even held their breath.

Until I heard those three words: "I know."

She looked at Su Chen in surprise: "Daoist Su, you..."

Don't you mind?

"Did Chu Zhifeng introduce you here?"

"Master Su, how could you possibly calculate this?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "No need to calculate, I can see it from your eyes."

"Don't worry, it'll be quick."

The woman nodded blankly, then realized that she felt a tingling and itchy sensation all over her body.

She really didn't dare to scratch it in public.

They only dared to move their bodies slightly.

But the itching soon subsided.

"Alright," Su Chen reminded the woman, "Go back and buy a new set of clothes, inside and out, then take a good shower. Remember, don't scrub your skin raw. Change into the new clothes, and burn all the old ones."

The woman nodded repeatedly.

Feeling a little embarrassed to look at Su Chen, she shakily pulled out some money from her pocket.

"20 is fine."

"Thank you, Master Su, thank you."

She stood up, bowed deeply to Su Chen, and then covered her face as she left.

Su Chen withdrew his gaze and swept it towards the teahouse.

Little Willow has already washed her hands in the backyard.

A little while later, she brought out a basin of hot water to wipe the table and chairs for Su Chen.

"Master Su, how could this woman have a sexually transmitted disease? She just said she was a university student..."

The little girl pouted angrily as she wiped the cloth.

Difficult diseases are highly contagious.

If someone gets infected here, who will come to have their fortune told and have their life turned upside down?

"She was tricked into going to a disreputable place by her classmates and was bullied there."

Xiao Liu'er paused, her anger instantly dissipating and turning into sympathy: "Then sister is too pitiful!"

Did she call the police?

Su Chen shook his head: "I don't know."

Little Liu pouted and thought for a moment, then nodded firmly: "They should have called the police. My sister seems very strong."

Su Chen chuckled: "It seems Little Liu'er has a good eye."

Turning around and glancing at Yueyue, Su Chen asked, "Which little one would like to go shopping at the supermarket?"

Yueyue, who was diligently drawing little circles, looked at him with surprise and immediately raised her little hand.

Su Chen reached through the window, picked her up, and asked Xiao Liu'er, "Want to come along?"

Xiao Liu shook her head: "No, I still need to watch the shop and read a book while I'm at it."

"Okay, I'll bring you cake when I get back."

"Thank you, Taoist Su."

Su Chen carried Yueyue to the street, and the little one struggled to get down and walk on her own.

Just then, the phone rang, and Su Chen answered it.

The question was about Boss Xu's matter. After Su Chen finished speaking briefly, he glanced over and saw a familiar figure looking at him with a smile.

He stepped forward to meet Su Chen's gaze, bent down and pinched Yueyue's little cheek before asking, "I heard that Daoist Su caught an evil Taoist? Or was he from across the sea?"

"Your information network is quite extensive."

Master Qingwei's lips curled up in a smile.

"It's not that I'm particularly insightful; it's just that someone at the dinner party suddenly vomited blood and looked terrible, so I deduced it."

"The mountains of Lin'an are beautiful and spiritual. They put a lot of effort into it. I don't know which mountain's layout was destroyed, but they were so furious."

Su Chen frowned.

"It's all been arranged?"

Master Qingwei laughed: "It's just a matter of adding a few more nails, so why not?"

Su Chen: "..."

"Thank you for coming all this way to inform me, senior."

"Don't mention it. Just don't forget the agreed time."

"rest assured."

Master Qingwei patted Yueyue's head before bowing and taking his leave.

Watching his figure disappear around the street corner, Su Chen took out his mobile phone and made a call to He Wenting.

Upon hearing about the creatures on Tiger Back Mountain, the latter was on his way to Lin'an when he received Su Chen's call. He quickly replied, "Master Su, don't worry, our people will be checking all the mountains in Lin'an in the coming days."

After hanging up the phone, I had already arrived at the cake shop.

The shop owner saw him and hurriedly came out to greet him with a smile.

"Master Su, you've arrived! We just launched a new product at the shop today, would you like to try it?"

Su Chen glanced around, then picked up Yueyue: "Which one do you like? And pick one for your sister Liu'er while you're at it."

The little guy obediently picked two, and Su Chen paid for them. When he handed the money to the shop owner, his hand paused.

"Master Su, what's wrong?"

The boss felt a little uneasy when he saw him staring at his face.

"Boss, you are in for a financial loss."

"……what?"

The shop owner was anxious: "Master Su, how could we be losing money?"

His cake shop is doing very well, and business has been booming lately.

Especially after they promoted the cakes, saying that Master Su and his family liked to buy them, the cakes in the shop have been almost sold out recently. He is thinking of continuing and opening another cake shop in less than two months.

Financial loss?

Absolutely not allowed.

Thinking that the shop owner was busy, he invited Su Chen to sit behind the counter, handed him 20 yuan, and earnestly asked for help: "Master Su, could you please help me figure out what's going on? To be honest, I've invested all my savings in this cake shop. Although I've made some money, but..."

Su Chen raised his hand to indicate that he didn't need to explain: "Boss, give me your birth date and time."

"Oh, oh, oh, I specifically consulted a master to calculate the auspicious time when I opened my shop, wait a minute."

She took out her key, opened the drawer of the counter, took out a red envelope from the bottom, opened it, and handed the red paper inside to Su Chen.

Su Chen did some calculations, raised an eyebrow, and carefully examined the drawer of the counter.

The boss thought he was wondering why he had locked the drawer, so he explained, "Master Su, I research new cakes every day. Whenever I find a delicious one, I record the recipe and method in my notebook. I can't let anyone see it."

Su Chen had finished his calculations and nodded.

"So you only cared about locking your laptop and didn't remember to lock the daily revenue."

"Turnover? Oh, Master Su, you mean the money we make every day?" The owner smiled awkwardly. "We can't lock it up. Our cake shop is doing quite well right now. People come to buy every few minutes. We can take money and give change. How can we keep it locked up?"

She belatedly realized, "Master Su, the financial loss you mentioned, is it that someone stole the money I make from my daily business?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, she said incredulously, "That shouldn't be the case."

"The people in my shop are all my relatives, two cousins ​​and one paternal cousin. How could they possibly be here?"

Su Chen warned, "I just noticed that your wealth is starting to dissipate, which means you've already started stealing."

The shop owner frowned.

“Every day when I open the cake shop, the first thing I do is count the money in there. After that, when the shop is open for business, there are several people in the shop, so it's not easy to steal. And even if they have pockets, they wouldn't dare to openly pocket the money…”

Su Chen sighed and gestured for the shop owner to pull out the large drawer containing the money.

Pointing to the barely noticeable gap in the drawer.

"Stolen from here?" the shop owner asked incredulously.

Su Chen nodded: "And they're all large bills."

The shop owner held his breath.

She took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuffed it into the gap, and sure enough, it fell out of the drawer.

"Really!"

She quickly checked the bags under the counter again.

Because the shop is not very spacious, she piled up some of her personal belongings under the counter, such as clothes, shoes, and small boxes containing baking tools.

He put the drawer back on, opened it, and slipped a bill inside. He watched as the hundred-yuan note fell into the small box, and then the shop owner fell silent.

She silently got up and glanced at the three people making cakes in the back workshop.

"Master Su, who exactly are you?"

Which ingrate is it?!

He worked for them, paid them well, and even personally taught them how to make cakes. And what did she do? She actually stole!