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

"Master Su, you people from Cuicheng must have some problems with your brains. We were invited here, not sent to jail for committing crimes. You don't know that today I was stopped when I went out, and they refused to let me out. I was so angry that I stepped on the accelerator and rushed out."

"Hey, Master Su, I'm not saying you're sick, please don't misunderstand me."

"I'm telling you, I took a stroll around Emerald City last night and have already found out which restaurant is the best. I absolutely must treat you to dinner tonight, so don't refuse."

……

Wang Haitao rambled on for a long time before finally remembering, "Hey, Master Su, what are you going to do in the western suburbs?"

"Save someone."

"Save people?" Wang Haitao suddenly became excited. "Master Su, how much do you usually charge?"

"Fortune telling 20, give red envelope for seeing things, materials are calculated separately."

Wang Haitao nodded. "It's about the same as mine. It's not like over in Hong Kong. Master Su, you don't know. Over there, they're asking for exorbitant prices. I just went to see what was going on. Do you know how much I got?"

"Thirty thousand! Oh dear, thirty thousand!"

"I still took the small head."

Wang Haitao sighed, "It's easier to make money in Hong Kong, but there are also many masters there. Generally, wealthy people choose those famous masters to see their fortunes. Even if we go there, we'll just be there to make up the numbers."

Su Chen didn't respond.

Wang Haitao looked in the rearview mirror and saw Su Chen holding the gold piece in one hand and slowly sliding the other hand on the gold piece.

Beside, Yueyue sat obediently, staring at the gold piece without blinking, her eyes full of light.

"Liu Xian, what is he doing?"

"Charms."

Wang Haitao glared: "Can this also be used to draw talismans?"

Liu Xian fell silent.

Hey!

These two people ignore me.

What did I do to you?

When the car reached the foot of the mountain in the western suburbs, it was stopped.

Wang Haitao rolled down the car window and waved excitedly to Ah Qing in the distance.

"Officer, officer, it's me!"

Ah Qing came running over and recognized Wang Haitao. He was surprised: "Master Wang, you..."

Before he could ask, he caught a glimpse of Su Chen still drawing talismans in the back seat. He stood up angrily and hit the person who stopped the car on the head.

"Where are your eyes? Didn't you see that it was Master Su sitting in the back?"

Then he gave Wang Haitao a dry laugh: "Master Wang, I'm sorry, my colleague is not very considerate. You guys should drive up quickly. Director Zhou and Captain Zhang are all up there."

"Okay, thanks."

Wang Haitao stopped the car when he saw a group of people under a tree from a distance.

Su Chen put away the gold pieces, carried Yueyue out of the car, and Director Zhou came to meet him.

"Master, you are finally here."

"Our people have already gone over there in disguise to investigate. There are seven houses and three toilets over there. We checked them all, but there's no sign of the master we're looking for."

Su Chen raised his eyebrows: "Master?"

Wang Haitao shuddered. "You...are you looking for Master Wu and the others who haven't returned home all night?"

Zhang Ming was puzzled: "You know?"

"Are they really in trouble?"

Seeing Zhang Ming and the others nod, Wang Haitao took a breath.

"Last night, I was driving around the city when I was stopped. A group of men got out of a van, looking menacing. They said they wanted to take me to see something. It was ridiculous. How could I be fooled by them? If I did, they would have stepped on the accelerator and driven all the way to the villa."

"If Master Wu and the others were caught, it would definitely be that group," Wang Haitao said, feeling somewhat proud. "Aren't Master Wu and the others all senior Taoist masters with profound Taoist power? How could they be caught?"

"Hey, that's not even as good as me."

Liu Xian flashed on his arm, quickly jumped to his neck, and shrank her body.

"Uh... cough cough cough, Liu Xian, Liu Xian, please stop!"

"I, what did I do wrong again?"

"Stop!"

Zhang Ming and others looked at Wang Haitao in confusion.

His neck and face suddenly turned red, and he looked like he was holding his breath.

Everyone looked at Su Chen helplessly, and the latter had an indifferent expression.

Liu Xian held Wang Haitao's neck for a while before releasing him. He said unhappily, "Is that your ability? If you weren't such a fast driver, who could you possibly handle with those skinny arms?"

"Ahem, ahem, Liu Xian, Liu Xian, I was wrong. I won't be so arrogant anymore. Look, there are so many people here, can't you give me some face?"

"If you continue to be so arrogant, not only will your face be gone, but your life will be gone!"

Liu Xian flashed and disappeared.

Wang Haitao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Chen suppressed his laughter and shook his head helplessly.

If Liu Xian met such a disciple, he would probably be worried for the rest of his life.

Just as I was about to tell Director Zhou to continue drawing the talisman, A Gao and the others came back.

"Captain Zhang, we've inquired. A van suddenly went up the mountain in the early morning of the day before yesterday. Over the past two days, there have been more and more vans going up, and it's been quite frequent."

"Did you see who it was?"

Ah Gao shook his head: "The car hasn't stopped yet, so I can't see clearly."

Zhang Ming and Director Zhou exchanged glances, and Director Zhou sighed, "That person should be right here."

"Master Su, it must have been covered up by some magic, right? Can you find it?"

"Wait a minute, I still need to draw some talismans."

"Hey, okay."

In the basement.

Cai Zhengqing, with a bruised face and nose, held his stomach tightly, looking so listless that it seemed as if he was about to die at any moment.

Beside him, the old Taoist priest with white beard was the same.

Last night, after it was made clear that the dead could not be resurrected, they were collectively beaten up.

Those people left a vicious message.

"If you can't save me, this is your grave!"

"I'll give you half a day. If you still can't find the answer next time, I'll break one of your legs."

After they waited for the others to leave, they called out for a long time, but unfortunately the people outside did not respond at all and ignored them.

His voice was hoarse and he was tired. Just when Cai Zhengqing was about to go to sleep, he heard them chatting in low voices.

The question is who is carrying a magical tool, or yellow paper and cinnabar.

They wanted to use magic to deal with the people outside.

At that time, Cai Zhengqing was cheered up.

He has yellow paper and cinnabar!

He patted Zhang Qiang, and found that the latter had indeed brought yellow paper and cinnabar.

Cai Zhengqing looked at those people who were full of energy and radiant as they began to draw talismans and cast spells.

"Bang!"

The wooden door of the basement was opened, but there was an iron door behind it.

Everyone was desperate.

The old Taoist priest with a white beard sighed: "Although the paper figures I cut out are spiritual, they are still paper figures after all. A wooden whistle can open them, but a copper lock won't open them."

The man in the Zhongshan suit was depressed: "No one came, which means the psychedelic array I set up is ineffective here."

……

It was really like the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, but unfortunately, they all sank to the bottom of the sea.

Cai Zhengqing recalled last night's experience, from hope to disappointment, and felt powerless.

This time, there's really no hope!

Look, these people are also hopelessly silent.

Huh?

Who is mumbling?

Turning his head, Cai Zhengqing saw his good disciple Zhang Qiang kneeling reluctantly, with his palms clasped together, his eyes closed devoutly, and muttering to himself.

There were three incense sticks stuck on the ground in front of him.

Cai Zhengqing was puzzled: "Aqiang, what are you doing?"

"Shh, Master, please don't speak. I am worshipping Zi Gu."

When he heard Zi Gu, Cai Zhengqing subconsciously shrank his neck, recalling his dark history of almost eating shit, and dared not say a word.

Then came another burst of anger.

Well done, Aqiang, Zi Gu has teased me before, not only did you not help the master to vent his anger, but you even worshipped Zi Gu.

Can Zi Gu make you rich, or keep you well fed and warmly clothed?

The most a toilet god can do is prevent your butt from getting splashed with shit when you poop.

What’s the point of worshipping this?

It would be better to pay a visit to Master Su.