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

When Old Liao heard that the old man had picked up a red envelope with five hundred yuan in it, his eyes turned red with jealousy.

How many steamed buns do I have to sell to earn that much?

When he heard that it was about borrowing life, he subconsciously shuddered.

Then Su Chen asked, "You looked to be around 20 years old before, right? Give me your horoscope so I can see how much life span you have borrowed."

Lao Liao: “???!!!”

Not only him, but Lin Jingyu and others also stared with their eyes wide open and their mouths open.

It took a long time for A Biao to realize it.

"I was wondering why it was so strange. He was walking quite well all the way. He didn't look like someone who was terminally ill. How could he have committed suicide by jumping off a building? It turns out..."

He's only around twenty years old and he's already an old man. No wonder!

Wang Haitao's eyes lit up.

Pricked up his ears.

The old man was originally stiff, and soon he burst into tears: "Wuwuwu, I, I, I am only 18 this year, wuwuwu~"

The voice was so miserable that even Lao Liao felt pity for her.

18 looks like , what a sin.

Let you pick up money randomly!

But soon, the crying made Lao Liao upset.

Why is a young man in his twenties crying like a woman? It's bad luck!

As Akui listened, the veins on his brow began to jump.

She urged him angrily, "Cry, cry, cry. What's there to cry about after what happened? The master asked you to give me your horoscope. If you don't, you might cry yourself to death."

The old man shuddered, and quickly raised his wrinkled old hands to wipe his eyes: "I, I just know it's my birthday, is that okay?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, he hurriedly reported his birthday and stared at Su Chen eagerly: "Divine doctor, no, Master, can my face be changed back?"

"And, um, can that one still get up?"

Su Chen glanced at him.

"I borrowed your lifespan, not your abilities."

"But, but I..."

"Isn't it normal for you to be useless when you grow old if you don't exercise self-control?"

The old man laughed dryly and lowered his head guiltily.

Su Chen calculated and said, "It has been borrowed for 30 years."

"No way, if it's 30 years, how could I be so old?"

"In a normal life, a serious illness can make two or three years of your life emaciated. What do you think if 30 years of your life are suddenly taken away from you?"

"Also, you've been anxiously seeking medical treatment these days, and haven't been able to sleep or eat well. It's normal for you to be like this."

"Really...really?" The old man slowly breathed a sigh of relief. "Then Master, can I get my borrowed life back?"

Su Chen asked him: "Have you spent all the money?"

The old man lowered his head and rubbed his hands: "It's already been spent!"

On the day he found the money, he invited his friends to dinner, drinks and billiards...

At that time, everyone called him "brother", and he became arrogant and spent money like water. In less than three days, all the money was gone. He had become like this.

When he woke up and saw that his face had changed drastically, he was extremely devastated and thought he had contracted a strange disease.

In order to treat his illness, he called his hometown and asked his parents to send him money.

In the past two months, he first secretly sought medical treatment at the clinic. When he said he was only 18, the doctor directly asked for his family's contact information, obviously treating him as a psychopath.

Later he learned his lesson and went to see some famous old Chinese doctors without telling them the reason first. Unfortunately, they were all just famous and couldn't see the cause at all!

He was a little overwhelmed but finally chose to go to a big hospital.

However, even after spending so much money, there was still no cure for the disease.

Only when he collapsed did he run to the roof.

When his thoughts returned, the old man just wanted to slap himself hard.

I told you to be greedy and pretend to be rich!

He suddenly raised his head, with a hint of despair in his eyes: "Master, if I lose the money, will my life be lost?"

Su Chen glanced at him and said, "It depends on who lent you his lifespan and whether he has used up his 30 years of lifespan."

The old man's eyes sparkled. "No, no, absolutely not. I have a 30-year lifespan, and only two months have passed."

Old Liao curled his lips. "You're lending money without paying interest? So, if 30 years of my lifespan were borrowed, can I really live another 30? There's definitely going to be a discount, right, Master Su?"

Su Chen didn't respond.

However, Wang Haitao next to him nodded repeatedly and gave Lao Liao a thumbs up.

The old man's face, which was already pale, turned pale in an instant.

Su Chen then asked, "Is this the red seal you picked up in Cuicheng?"

The old man nodded repeatedly.

"Name, where you're from, when you found the red envelope, when you spent it all."

The old man reported it honestly.

"Huang Xin'an, from Jianzhou, two months ago, probably in September..."

Su Chen took out the cinnabar and yellow paper. Seeing this, Wang Haitao came forward very servilely to help grind the cinnabar with water.

The brush tapped, and he saw Su Chen write a line of words: Requesting the Cuicheng City God to assist in the investigation.

City God?

Ok.

After seeing Su Chen communicating with Zi Gu, Wang Haitao's surprise only lasted for a moment.

At this moment, I was only wondering whether the City God of Cuicheng really existed.

Su Chen quickly wrote down the reason on yellow paper, set up the incense table, and burned the petition.

When the yellow paper burned out, Su Chen looked up at the sky and saw some signs of clearing the clouds.

"Brother Yu, do you have a black umbrella?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

When a cold wind suddenly blew, Lin Jingyu, who had hurriedly borrowed an umbrella, opened it successfully.

A shadow fell under the umbrella.

He was a big man with thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. He held a scroll of bamboo slips in his left hand and a sign in his right hand that read: Daily Patrol.

"I'm sorry for the unnecessary effort," Su Chen smiled faintly and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Lord Rixun."

"Day patrol?" A Kui asked in a low voice, looking at A Biao.

How would A Biao know all this? He looked at Lin Jingyu for help.

Lin Jingyu leaned over and explained in a low voice, "It's the Day God's parade. I heard that the City God has two parade gods, the Day God and the Night God. The Day God patrols during the day, monitoring good and evil."

Akui understood.

Someone nearby asked, "So is it a god or a ghost?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man trembled and looked towards the black umbrella with eyes full of fear.

Su Chen felt some of Ri Xun's anger and turned his head to look at the man.

He didn't look familiar, so there was no need to plead for him. He was just possessed by a yin energy, and would be unlucky for two or three days.

According to the records of Tianshi Mansion, most of the Japanese patrol masters have bad tempers, and it is indeed true.

Ri Xun returned the greeting to Su Chen and handed him the bamboo slips in his arms.

Su Chen took it and looked at it. It was a record of the lifespan transfer of Cuicheng people in the past six months.

It is said that metaphysics has declined in recent years, but there are thousands of records of abnormal increases and decreases in lifespan.

However, thinking that Mr. Zhao, the owner of the toy store, could support his deceased daughter with ancient books, Su Chen was not surprised.

When life span is transferred, there will naturally be a transferor and a receiver.

Su Chen held the bamboo slips and scanned them quickly, soon landing on the shocking records of the past three months.

"Lin Jianguo, 26 years, Li Wenyu."

"Fu Ming, 23 years old, Li Wenyu."

"Wu Minghua, 18 years old, Li Wenyu."

……

"Zhang Fengyuan, 17, Li Wenyu."

"Qin Yu, 15 years, Li Wenyu."

A rough look reveals hundreds of records.

They are all Li Wenyu.

And Su Chen happened to know this person.

The one in the Li family's coffin.

This is the rhythm of wishing him a long life.

No, who helped them borrow longevity?

The Day Patrol spoke in a muffled voice, "Master Su, two months ago, the City God noticed something unusual and sent me and the Night Patrol to investigate. Unfortunately, the Li family's place is filled with evil spirits, so we've only tracked down people who have been in and out of the Li family."

As he finished speaking, a name quickly appeared on the bamboo slips. When the eyes fell on the name, their portrait automatically appeared.

Su Chen had entered the Li family before using a paper man, and the three Li Jianbin brothers all knew him.

He swept the floor quickly, and when another portrait appeared in front of him, Su Chen's eyes fixed.

He has seen this man before.

The one who was struck to death by thunder.