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

"Master Su? What are you thinking about?"

Wang Haitao waved in front of Su Chen.

Su Chen came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head: "Nothing..."

Concentrating his mind, Su Chen looked at the half-painted door god on the table, dipped the brush in ink again, and continued painting.

By the time I finished painting all the red paper and called it a day, it was almost three o'clock.

Su Chen didn't leave, but started drawing talismans in the hardware store.

Wang Haitao was puzzled.

"It's already three o'clock, why don't you go home? Master Su, are you lying to me? Don't you want to take me to the New Year's Eve dinner?"

He was answered by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Lin Jingchun came hurriedly and saw Su Chen anxiously: "Master, the talisman is lost..."

"If the talisman is lost, it's lost..." Wang Haitao subconsciously waved his hand, then paused, "No, are you talking about one or..."

Lin Jingchun looked ashamed: "All the talismans... are lost."

"What?!!"

Wang Haitao glared. "No, how could you lose them all? Do you know how long it takes to draw a talisman? Uh... even though Master Su doesn't want it, drawing talismans is very laborious, don't you understand?"

Lin Jingchun nodded repeatedly.

He explained, "I was afraid they might lose it, so I didn't hand it out. I kept it close to me. Maybe they lost it somewhere on the way to the northern suburbs last night?"

"I discovered it this morning and went looking for it, but I couldn't find it..."

Wang Haitao's face was filled with disgust: "You, you, what can I say about you? And you're the captain."

He didn't say a word before Su Chen stopped him.

"Captain Lin, wait a moment."

Su Chen drew some more diamond talismans and peace charms, folded them up and handed them to Lin Jingchun: "Don't blame yourself, what should be lost will be lost."

Wang Haitao suddenly realized: "So, Master Su, you calculated that those talismans would be lost before? I was wondering why you didn't go home for no reason and were drawing talismans here."

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master." Lin Jingchun said as he was about to take out his wallet, but after searching for a long time he still found nothing.

"Go ahead, we'll talk about the money later."

"Hey, Master, I'll give it to you after the New Year. Thank you, Master."

Lin Jingchun bowed again and trotted away.

Wang Haitao frowned for a long time and asked Su Chen in a low voice: "What's going on? It's New Year's Eve, isn't he going to have New Year's Eve dinner?"

Su Chen patted him on the shoulder.

"If they don't eat the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone can eat the New Year's Eve dinner with peace of mind, right?"

Wang Haitao: “…”

"Okay, okay, Master Su, you are right!"

"Take me to your house quickly. I can smell the food and I'm starving."

Wang Haitao raised the two bottles of wine in his hand and said, "Tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Su Chen said something to A Biao, went to Lao Zhong's incense shop to get some incense, candles and paper money, bought some soda, and started the ghost path to return home.

At that time, Liu Chunhua and her family had already bathed the children and hung up their clothes. Liu Chunhua also set up two tables, and there was almost no room for the plates on the eight-immortal table.

Acai, Apeng, Honghong and the others looked at the food eagerly, and when they saw him coming back, they all rushed over to eat it.

"father!"

"Dad, grandma made a lot of delicious food."

"Dad, I'm so hungry."

Su Chen put down the soda and rubbed a few heads: "Wait a moment, after daddy offers sacrifices to the ancestors, we can eat."

Nowadays, there are not many requirements for ancestor worship in Cuicheng, usually just burning incense and paper money.

Seeing Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su move the table full of small bowls into the main room, the neighbors gathered around curiously.

"Your family cooks so much for ancestor worship?"

"You're still frying this? You put so much oil in it?"

Liu Chunhua snorted softly, "What? You're showing filial piety to your ancestors and yet you're saving on oil and salt? And you want them to eat something tasteless?"

Everyone smiled awkwardly and shook their heads.

Old Tan felt a bitter taste in his mouth when he looked at the greasy vegetable heart.

Even the deceased ancestors of the Su family had food to eat, but I could only drink dry porridge for my New Year's Eve dinner.

孽 孽!

Su Chen washed his hands, then took out two incense sticks and lit them, took out three and lit them, bowed respectfully, and after the incense was lit, he drew talismans on each small bowl in the air.

Suddenly, a few gusts of wind appeared above the table, blowing the incense and candles, causing the candlelight to sway.

Under the eyes of heaven, Su Chen clearly saw the aura on the small bowl being drawn away one by one.

There was hearty laughter that faded away contentedly.

It seems that the ancestors of the Su family are all anxious.

I haven’t drunk the wine yet!

Taoist power overflowed from his fingers, inviting back all the ancestors who were about to leave, and Su Chen poured wine for them one by one.

It wasn't spilled on the ground, it was just there.

The talisman fell on the wine bowl, and after the aura in the wine was extracted one by one, Su Chen released his Taoist power and reminded Old Man Su: "Dad, it's time to burn paper money."

"Hey, eh, eh."

Old Man Su burned paper money silently, but Liu Chunhua was different.

"Su family ancestors, please take the paper money and buy yourself some new clothes for the New Year. If you have food and drinks down there, please buy some more. Don't treat yourself badly..."

Old Man Su couldn't help but glance at her.

"What are you looking at? I've been eating your food for so many years, but you can't even say a nice word."

"Say more nice things, and the ancestors down there will bless us more, understand?"

Old Man Su: "You have told me all your plans, and our ancestors have heard them. Is it still any use?"

"Hey, you old man..."

Su Chen immediately coughed twice: "Mom and Dad, the children are hungry, the fever will go down faster."

"Oh oh oh."

Su Chen also helped to burn it.

However, while burning, his eyes fell on a few gray shadows who were laughing and grabbing money.

Suddenly his eyes fixed.

There are wandering ghosts coming to rob.

Soon he started laughing again, and the few people who came over to secretly grab the money were beaten by the ancestor of the Su family.

Perhaps because they had eaten their fill and drunk some wine, these ancestors of the Su family were quite brave.

Those wandering ghosts didn't run far, but went to the next door.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough~"

Ah Xiong was also burning paper money when he saw it suddenly curl up. The black smoke choked him and made him cry and have runny nose.

"Where does the wind come from? Ahem, Dad, help me block it."

Su Chen originally wanted to go over to help, but just as he stood up, he saw Ah Xiong throw the last stack of paper money in.

Su Chen: "..."

Don’t you want to spread it out and knead it?

If the paper money is not burned cleanly, you won’t be able to receive it, right?

Forget it.

There is no point in saying it now, the paper money is gone, and it will only make people feel upset.

While Su Chen was offering sacrifices to his ancestors, Wang Haitao strolled around the house and helped him put up the Spring Festival couplets. At this moment, he took two steps back and looked up at them carefully.

"Master Su, are you all here?"

"not bad."

"What a pity, there are no door gods. You drew so many that they weren't enough to share, and you didn't even keep one for yourself."

Su Chen smiled at him and said, "It's my own, no need to paint it, just carve it."

"……what?"

"Let's talk about it after we have the New Year's Eve dinner."

He opened the soda, gave each person a bottle, and Su Chen raised the glass: "Cheers!"

"Cheers!" Apeng and Acai had already secretly taken a sip of soda, which tasted sweet and had the flavor of orange. Upon hearing this, they immediately raised their bottles.

Although Wang Haitao was not happy about drinking soda, he naturally followed suit during the festive occasion: "Cheers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a furry thing slowly emerging from Liu Chunhua's head opposite him.

Wang Haitao: “!!!”