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

After the yellow-haired young man left happily, Old Liao laughed and rubbed his hands: "Xiao Su, do you think I have some unexpected fortune too?"

Aunt Li nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I want to calculate it too."

At this moment, Wang Haitao finally finished drawing the talisman and took a look: Perfect!

He was just about to show off when he heard this and looked at Aunt Liao Li and the stall owners watching nearby in confusion.

"I advise you not to count!"

"Why?" Lao Liao was unhappy. "Xiao Wang, are you trying to block our path to wealth?"

Wang Haitao was helpless: "If there really was a way to make money, don't you think Master Su Tianshi wouldn't calculate and make his own fortune? Why would he bother traveling dozens of kilometers back and forth every day to set up a fortune-telling stall?"

"Uncle Liao, you guys should use your brains and think about this."

After hearing this, everyone's minds gradually calmed down.

Aunt Li thought of something: "The money that young man from Jianzhou found was considered windfall, right?"

Old Liao's body trembled.

"Okay, it seems so!"

Wang Haitao raised his eyebrows: "See, you only see the unexpected wealth, but you don't see the dangers behind it."

Old Liao finally understood what was going on: "Right, right, right. Xiao Su just said that after that young man became rich, his family would be worried about their lives."

Ah Biao walked out of the hardware store and said, "That guy wants to get rich gambling, but do you think casino owners are doing charity? If you really make a lot of money in there, they won't be able to do anything to you inside, but they may not be able to do anything to you outside the casino."

"Anyway, from what I know, people have gotten into trouble in several of the more famous casinos in Emerald City. The worst case scenario was someone had a lame leg and owed someone 30,000 yuan."

Old Liao subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Well, forget it then."

"I may not be so lucky as to have this unexpected fortune."

Wang Haitao joked, "Uncle Liao, spend 20 yuan and do the math. Casinos are not easy to go to, but there are lotteries. You can give it a try. Maybe you'll win the prize when your luck strikes."

Lao Liao's eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh. "Yeah, I don't dare gamble, but I can buy lottery tickets. It's just... a little expensive!"

Ah Biao snorted, "Uncle Liao, just accept your fate. We are not destined to win the jackpot. If we win a small prize of five or ten yuan, we won't be able to earn back the money you earned from fortune-telling."

Old Liao knew this simple arithmetic. He nodded heavily and said, "That's right. It's easy to lose money."

Some people are still unwilling to accept this: "Is there no other way to make money?"

Wang Haitao nodded: "Yes, for example, if you rob or steal, you will become rich, but end up in jail and get shot."

The man who was asking the question fell completely silent.

After the crowd dispersed, Su Chen glanced at the smug Wang Haitao and asked, "Why are you trying to scare people?"

"Master Su, I tell you, you have to scare them properly, otherwise some people will really have evil thoughts and stop doing their job."

Then he handed the talisman he drew to Su Chen and asked, "How is it?"

"It's just barely passable, a low-level talisman."

Wang Haitao: “…”

"Your words can be really irritating sometimes."

"truth."

"I know, but can't you be more tactful and encourage me?"

"Oh, enough talking," Wang Haitao waved his hand and raised an eyebrow. "Master Su, what do you think the person who just came to calculate his fortune will choose?"

Su Chen shook his head: "The human heart is the most difficult to predict, there is no need to guess."

He packed up his bag and walked into the hardware store.

Akui was still helping to organize the shelves when she felt something flash before her eyes. When she looked up, it was empty.

She frowned and wiped her eyes.

Was he too tired last night? Did he see something wrong?

Su Chen stepped into the backyard.

Honghong was standing on tiptoe hanging clothes. She was stunned when she saw him, then ran over in surprise: "Dad, you're back?"

"Well, Dad will just grab something and leave."

Su Chen went to wash his hands and helped hang the clothes to dry. He then asked, "Where are grandpa and grandma?"

"I went to Grandpa Cai's house."

Su Chen raised his eyebrows: "It's almost 10 o'clock, and the fight isn't over yet? People haven't left yet?"

Honghong shook her head: "I don't know. Grandma didn't let us go and told me to stay home and look after my younger brothers and sisters."

Su Chen patted her little head and said, "Well, let's not join in this kind of fun. Grandpa and grandma can't do anything about it."

As soon as he entered the house, Su Chen heard a clucking sound. He walked to the door and took a look, and saw several little wooden people on the bed doing somersaults.

Yueyue, Acai and the others were laughing so hard that they couldn't stop, and little Ayun was dancing wildly and screaming.

When Su Chen saw Honghong come in and join the competition with her own little wooden figure, he turned around with a smile and picked up the little lantern he had bought.

It took three ghost paths to enter Longshan. Su Chen looked at the direction and was about to enter the ghost path again to go to the old squad leader when he heard the sound of metal and stone colliding in the winding mountain path.

He walked over curiously.

He is a man in his fifties or sixties.

The man held the chisel in his left hand and swung the hammer in his right hand, smashing the rocks on the mountain path bit by bit.

Sensing the shadow, the man raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and moved aside.

Seeing that Su Chen didn't go over, he was stunned: "Aren't you going down the mountain?"

"Ms. Qin Ying asked you to come and repair the mountain road?" Su Chen asked.

"Who?" The man was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You said the person who hired the road repairman was a woman? It must have cost a lot of money."

"You weren't invited by her?"

"No, I'm from Songming Village. My son is going to bring my grandson home for the New Year, so I wanted to make this road wider so it's easier to walk on."

The man panted, but his smile was bright. "They haven't been back for three years. It was only after I went down the mountain and called to urge them to come back that they finally said they wanted to come back. I bought some braised pig's trotters a couple of days ago, and I'm waiting for my eldest grandson to come home and eat them."

Su Chen looked at his face carefully, his eyes flashed, but in the end he didn't say anything to spoil the fun.

"Brother, your grandson will surely be very smart and filial when he grows up."

The man said proudly: "That's absolutely true."

Su Chen exchanged a few more pleasantries with him and learned that six people were arrested in Song Ming Village a while ago.

The man was filled with righteous indignation: "Their consciences have been eaten by dogs. Now they have enough food to eat and live a stable life, but they actually sold out their country for money. Pah!"

"It's better to let them all be shot!"

"I'm telling you, several people were arrested in Qingshan Village. These spies really are... what's that saying? Yeah, they're pervasive! I'll definitely keep my eyes open from now on and report any spies I see..."

As he spoke, the man looked at Su Chen carefully and became alert: "You...are you also a spy?"

Su Chen laughed.

"Of course I'm not."

He took out his ID and showed it to the man, then waved the lantern in his hand: "I came here to hang lanterns for the Mountain God Temple and the Warrior Temple."

"Mountain Temple Warrior Temple? Where is it?"

Su Chen told the location, then waved to the man: "Brother, no more words, I'm leaving first."

The man nodded and finally slapped his forehead. "I was wondering why that bastard surnamed Song was stopping us from building the mountain temple. It turns out it already existed."

"No, we won't repair the road for now. Go back and tell everyone so that they don't forget to offer sacrifices to the mountain god on New Year's Day."

As the man spoke, he picked up the chisel and hammer and walked in the direction Su Chen left.

Although he was a little older, he still prided himself on being a fast runner. However, after rushing all the way, he still couldn't see Su Chen's shadow, and he couldn't help feeling discouraged.

I’m really old!

Not as good as the young people today!