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

The people who were playing chess gathered around now.

Old Song realized that he was about to lose, so he simply stopped playing and came over to pat Xu Dazhuang on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Taoist Su is really capable. How can he be worthy of your one or two hundred?"

Xu Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Su Chen nervously and asked cautiously, "Master, what do you want to calculate for me? You don't need to calculate my marriage, just calculate my wealth."

He is really short of money!

It’s been so hard to find a job recently.

If I don't make any more money...

Su Chen stopped calculating, and Xu Dazhuang looked at him expectantly.

"Master Su, how is my fortune?"

Su Chen had previously noticed that Xu Dazhuang had a look of despair between his brows, and that he looked kind. But when he looked more intently, he saw only one picture: the young Xu Dazhuang was staring blankly at his parents howling in pain in the fire, and gradually died.

After calculating his fortune, he could only sigh.

"Are you still living with your grandma?"

Although Xu Dazhuang was confused, he nodded subconsciously: "What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

The people around started talking at once.

"Da Zhuang's grandmother is frail and has been taking medicine for many years. Did Taoist Su figure out that many of Da Zhuang's marriages were canceled because of this?"

"That's right. Dazhuang is actually quite good. If it weren't for Grandma's burden, not only would he have to take care of him every month, but the medicine would cost four or five hundred yuan. How could he still be unable to find a wife?"

"Isn't it? Old Liu's granddaughter also wanted to marry him before, and she said she didn't want a dowry. But after only two days at his house, she ran home crying, having completely given up."

"What good girl would want to be a waitress after marriage? If my granddaughter wants to do that, I'd rather break her legs than let her marry..."

Xu Dazhuang's face turned red and white again after being told that.

In fact, he was quite fair-skinned and tall in the early 20s or 30s, and many girls liked him.

But none of them succeeded.

He knows why.

But his grandmother was his only relative, and he could not abandon her. So even if someone introduced him to a girl later, he politely declined so as not to bring harm to the other person.

In this way, the days passed uneventfully for twenty or thirty years. I saw that my grandmother was already in her nineties and would pass away in a few years. I would be able to breathe a sigh of relief after seeing her off.

It's nice to work hard for a few years, enjoy yourself for a few years and then end your life.

Anyway, I have no wife or children, and no desires or demands.

There is no one in this world that I miss, and no one cares about me. If I die, no one will be sad.

But even if he was mentally prepared, Xu Dazhuang still couldn't stand it when they made fun of these things.

Su Chen coughed twice and glanced around, and these old people quickly shut up.

"Did you know your grandmother's paralysis was fake?"

Xu Dazhuang was confused for a moment: "What?!"

Then the tinnitus started.

He covered his ears, looked at Su Chen in disbelief, frowned and shook his head.

Then he asked in a low voice: "I, did I hear it right?"

The people around him also expressed the same doubts.

"Master Su, did you make a mistake? Dazhuang's grandmother has been paralyzed for many years."

"That's right. I remember she was paralyzed in bed when I got married. I think she was traumatized by her son's death. Is that right?"

"Yes, that's right. I also remember that it was Lao Xu's youngest son who drowned while swimming in the river. She became seriously ill and later became paralyzed."

"She was lying on the bed crying at Dazhuang's parents' funeral. When I went to see her, she was still pooping on the bed. It couldn't be fake."

……

After all, we just met.

Even with Lao Song's endorsement, people did not have much trust in Su Chen. Now they believed in "seeing is believing" and began to question Su Chen.

Old Song clenched his hands and said, "Stop, stop, stop. Don't be anxious. Listen to what Taoist Su has to say."

Xu Dazhuang's tinnitus gradually dissipated, and he nodded heavily upon hearing this: "Yes, Taoist Su, why do you say that?"

Su Chen sighed: "Isn't your grandpa's original wife your grandpa?"

Xu Dazhuang was stunned: "Isn't it?"

He really didn't know this.

He looked at the elderly people around him for help.

Someone frowned and recalled carefully, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Now that you mention it, I remember, yes, Dazhuang's grandmother was won by his grandfather gambling!"

Xu Dazhuang couldn't believe it: "No way?"

"What can't you do?" The old man glanced at Da Zhuang with disdain. "You're just a kid. You were liberated when you were born. What do you know? In those days, even if we weren't gambling here, there were people who sold their wives because of poverty."

"But your grandma was indeed won by your grandpa in gambling. Anyway, my mom said that your grandma was brought here with a rope tied to her. Your other grandma was also there at the time."

When Xu Dazhuang suddenly heard these old stories, he was completely dumbfounded.

The man became excited.

"Come to think of it, it seems like misfortune has been brewing in their family since Grandma Dazhuang came into the family."

Someone echoed: "I've heard this a long time ago. They say that Grandma Dazhuang is a jinx."

Old Song was stunned: "Don't they all say Dazhuang is a jinx?"

"That was later."

"A few years ago, Dazhuang's great-grandmother, grandfather, two aunts, an uncle, and an uncle all died one after another. My mother and the others said that Dazhuang's grandmother was a jinx, and that it was a curse from heaven..."

Su Chen: "Heaven's unlucky star!"

The man nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, it is a star of misfortune that will bring death to all relatives."

"I heard that her ex-husband didn't live long after he lost her in gambling, and died within two years. The children she had in her previous family also died one after another."

Some people were shocked: "So miserable?!"

Old Song frowned. "It was still a war at that time, wasn't it? Death was common, so it wasn't necessarily a case of a truly unlucky star, right?"

Someone asked: "Then why do you say Dazhuang is a jinx?"

"Later, only Xu Dazhuang's grandmother and father were left in the Xu family. His father didn't die and was well raised and even got married. Doesn't Dazhuang have three older brothers and two older sisters?"

"My mom said she was wrong, but once Dazhuang was born, his brothers and sisters started getting into trouble one after another, and eventually his parents were burned to death."

"It's good to say that he's an unlucky person."

"Even after that, no one dared to say something like 'unlucky star'."

Xu Dazhuang lowered his head and said nothing.

Throughout his childhood, people called him a jinx, and because of that, he had few friends.

Only his grandmother comforted him every day and told him that he was not.

Grandma said that this was his brother, sister, father and mother's fate, just like her. Although she was not sick, she was paralyzed and could not get up. She had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate in bed. This was her fate.

Xu Dazhuang believed it.

He believes in fate and accepts it.

So later on I had no hope for life.

But when I was called a jinx again, I still felt a little guilty.

If I had not been born, would everything be different?

A cold voice came from my ear: "There are some unlucky people, but he is not one of them."

Xu Dazhuang raised his head with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Su Chen met his gaze and said something shocking.

"Your brother, sister, father, mother, and even your grandparents, uncles, and aunts were all killed by your grandma!"