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

It is true that good bamboo is unlikely to produce bad bamboo shoots.

It is actually very simple to deal with the inkstone. Just draw out all the negative energy inside.

When Su Chen proposed to buy it, Lao Fang really guessed it right, that he just wanted to help.

Unfortunately, the child doesn't seem to accept it.

After all, she is 15 years old, so it’s not easy to fool her.

Thinking of this, Su Chen sighed softly and nodded: "Okay, thank you then."

At the same time, he wrapped up the negative energy in the inkstone, and chatted with Lao Fang for a few more words before leaving.

Throughout the whole process, Wu Jun was busy greeting guests and explaining the current situation in a low voice. He looked very stable.

If it weren't for those red and swollen eyes, I'm afraid people would have misunderstood him as a cold-hearted and cold-blooded person.

After returning to Chunming Street, Su Chen had just taken out the peach wood sword to disperse the evil spirit when Old Liao came over.

"Xiao Su, have you seen Xiao Wu and his wife?"

"Did they say who hit him? This bastard, can't he keep his eyes open while driving?"

Seeing Su Chen shaking his head, Lao Liao was stunned: "They themselves didn't see clearly? Then it's over, I'm afraid they really can't be caught."

After a pause, he asked again: "Xiao Su, can you figure this out?"

Lao Liao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll pay you!"

It was a rare moment of generosity for him, and Su Chen felt much better.

He smiled and waved his hand: "No need, Uncle Liao, if you really need to find someone, I guess Brother Yu will tell him. He has money, so you should keep your money for your grandson."

"I may be stingy, but I'm not so stingy as to be unable to come up with 20 yuan..." Lao Liao narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you think you can really calculate it? Then hurry up, don't wait for A-Yu. He's a very busy man and hasn't been seen all day."

Su Chen was helpless: "Uncle Liao, I need the horoscope."

"It's just the eight characters, I'll go over and ask."

"If there's no horoscope at home, there are many elderly people in Huxi who have watched Xiao Wu grow up. If you ask them, you can get a pretty accurate answer."

"Lao Chai, please keep an eye on it for me. I'll be back soon."

……

Not long after Lao Liao left in a hurry, the sky became gloomy.

There was a cold wind.

Passersby began to wrap their coats tightly.

The weather in March is like this. It is so hot at noon that you can die of heat, and so cold at night that you can die of cold. Especially in Cuicheng, which is close to the sea. Fortunately, Chunming Street is surrounded by buildings, otherwise people would be frozen to death when the sea breeze blows.

Su Chen glanced at the bookstall, then looked at the time, went over to pack up all the books, and moved them into the hardware store one by one.

After he packed up his stall, Lin Jingyu came back with a gloomy face.

"Have you found the driver who caused the accident?" Su Chen asked.

"Or is it that Xiaojun's uncle is not blocked?"

Lin Jingyu didn't answer. He looked around and subconsciously pulled Su Chen to walk into the hardware store. He stopped after two steps, turned around, walked into the alley and returned to his home.

After pouring hot water for himself and Su Chen, Lin Jingyu drank a cup and said with a worried look: "My people didn't find any problems with Teacher Qin."

That's it.

"But Xiaoyan is not his biological granddaughter. He adopted her from a distant relative in the countryside, and..."

"Two years ago, she went to the clinic for treatment..." Lin Jingyu took a deep breath, "a laceration."

He clenched his fist and slammed the table hard.

"That old bastard!"

Su Chen's expression was indifferent: "He was arrested?"

"nonsense!"

"This kind-hearted teacher is actually a beast behind people's backs. Why don't we catch him and let him harm the young people?" Lin Jingyu said with a sigh of relief. "Brother, it's a good thing you went to the Children's Palace, otherwise we wouldn't have caught this rat shit."

"I gave him the truth talisman, and he told me everything. What a scoundrel!"

"That child took action less than a year after we adopted him!"

"Old Yu was furious. He quietly asked a few little girls who were learning calligraphy. They asked, 'That old man dared to touch my hands during class. I can't believe it. The child lives in his house...'"

"But for the sake of that kid, even if I fired him, I wouldn't tell anyone why. It's a good deal for him!"

"By the way, I'm planning to ask a psychologist to talk to that kid when I have time. What do you think?"

Su Chen: "..."

"not too good."

Lin Jingyu nodded. "That's right. Girls are very concerned about their reputation. Besides, she lost her relatives and was brought here. After what she went through, it's probably hard for her to trust anyone again."

Su Chen sighed: "Yeah, it's hard to trust people anymore."

Especially, seeing the person you trust the most jump off a building in despair.

He spread his hands: "Give me the information of that child."

Lin Jingyu was surprised: "Why? You want to enlighten her yourself?"

"No." Su Chen shook his head, "Go find someone else."

"Who is it?" Lin Jingyu was curious, and then became excited. "Could it be... the child's dead parents?"

He clapped his hands suddenly: "You know what, it really works."

Su Chen: "..."

Lin Jingyu made a phone call and asked someone to send the information over. He then felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I got up and was just about to boil some water to make a pot of tea, trying to take a break from my busy life, when Lao Liao's loud voice rang out.

"Xiao Su, A Yu, are you in there?"

Lin Jingyu frowned and went to open the door. Old Liao hurried in and saw Su Chen and handed him a piece of paper and a photo. "Xiao Su, hurry up, I asked about your horoscope."

He then stuffed a stack of fifty cents and one yuan into Su Chen's hand.

"Hurry up and calculate, if it's too late that person will escape."

Lin Jingyu paused for a moment and asked, "Uncle Liao, is this the whereabouts of the driver who hit Wu Sihuai and his wife?"

"Hey, Xiao Su said there was no horoscope, so I went to check it out."

"I don't know where the red paper with their family's horoscopes went. It was Old Fang who dragged me to ask the elderly people around to find out. They even have the time of day. Xiao Su, can you see if it's accurate? If not, take a look at the photo and see if the face reading can tell it."

Su Chen put the money in his hand aside and looked at the neat handwriting on the paper.

This should have been written by Lao Fang.

I looked at the photo again. It was yellowed. The young man and woman in the photo were smiling brightly.

This photo should have been taken shortly after the Wu couple got married.

Unfortunately, things are no longer the same now.

After calculating, Su Chen adjusted the time.

Old Liao scratched his face awkwardly, "How can it be accurate? That old man patted his chest and told me that the baby would definitely be born when the sun went down..."

Lin Jingyu poured him a cup of hot water: "Uncle Liao, don't be in a hurry, sit down first."

Old Liao had only taken two sips of the hot water when Su Chen stopped calculating.

"What? Do you know where the person is?"

Lin Jingyu had already taken out his mobile phone and called Lin Jingchun directly to synchronize the information.

Su Chen nodded: "He didn't run away, he hid."

He looked at Lin Jingyu: "Brother Yu, do you have a map?"

Lin Jingyu quickly took out the map and handed it to him, and Su Chen marked a location.

"A light blue car with this logo and this license plate..."

"His surname is Zhu, and his family is quite wealthy."

Lin Jingyu reported the address and other information and hung up the phone.

Old Liao also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rich people? It's good to be rich. Maybe he can give those kids more compensation. Sigh..."

Lin Jingyu smiled bitterly: "Sometimes more compensation may not necessarily be a good thing."

after an hour.

In Chunjiang Police Station.

The young man with dyed yellow hair was crying and his hands were shaking.

"Really? He's dead? But I called 120 and even gave them my location. Why didn't anyone come to save him?"