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

The old lady subconsciously nodded, but quickly reacted.

"what?"

"How do you see this?"

She looked at Su Chen warily: "Will I develop Alzheimer's disease?"

Su Chen laughed: "No."

Ah Biao pointed at him and introduced him to the old lady: "You haven't heard of Master Xiao Su from Chunming Street? He's my brother!"

The old lady looked at Su Chen again suspiciously, then quickly curled her lips and shook her head: "I don't believe it!"

A Biao said "Hey".

"Don't think I'm easy to fool just because I'm old. Recently, the streets have been publicizing that except for Chunming Street, anyone else who claims to belong to Master Su is a liar!"

"I heard that they arrested more than a dozen fake Master Sus!"

Another old lady added, "Also, I heard that the master from Chunming Street hasn't been in Cuicheng recently. He said he went to the Magic City."

A Biao held his forehead with his hand.

"See, see? I've exposed you, right?" the old lady said proudly.

She looked at Su Chen again, and the smug look on her face subconsciously faded a little.

Su Chen was also a little helpless.

He hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the squirrel Xiaoxian'er from his shoulder and said, "Xiaoxian'er, the old lady doesn't believe it. You can talk to her."

old lady:"???"

The old man asked in surprise: "Can you little squirrel talk?"

The little squirrel fairy put her hands on her hips and wagged her tail in Su Chen's palm.

"Of course I can talk!"

The old man's eyes were shining brightly.

"I've only heard of parrots that can talk. Young man, where did you buy this talking squirrel? Or did you train it yourself? Is this training method..."

This time it was Su Chen's turn to hold his forehead.

Squirrel Fairy didn't feel offended at all.

It turned its little head to look at the old man.

"What's a parrot?"

"Is it also intelligent like me?"

The old man blinked.

He pinched the back of his hand, hissed, and pulled his cheek, but it still hurt.

Then he looked at the neighbors in disbelief: "This, this, squirrels can talk to us?"

Even if parrots can speak, they are just mimicking.

Just say fixed words.

This squirrel...

The old lady was also a little dumbfounded.

She scratched her ears to make sure she had heard correctly, then stood up and looked at the squirrel in surprise.

"You just said this is Xiaoxian'er?"

"Xianjia?"

Fairy the squirrel raised his little head proudly.

It's obvious that he can understand what people say.

The old lady hurriedly pulled Su Chen and pushed him onto the chair: "Master, Master, it's my fault that my eyesight is blurry and I didn't recognize you. Whatever you want to see, just look at it, it's just..."

She rubbed her hands and said with a smile: "Can you tell my eldest grandson's fortune later?"

Su Chen nodded: "No problem."

The old lady smiled happily: "Then, then Master, what should I do?"

"Just stand like this, don't resist."

"Oh oh oh, okay."

Seeing Su Chen start to draw talismans in the air, the young man quietly pulled A Biao back and asked in a low voice: "Master, shouldn't you help me find Hu Ling? Looking at the picture... is useless?"

Ah Biao clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Are you still thinking about meeting your sweetheart?"

"Not my sweetheart, there's nothing between us."

"I understand, I understand." A Biao turned his head to look at Su Chen, sighed and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Be prepared, I feel that the hope is a little slim."

"Huh? Why?"

Ah Biao knocked him on the forehead and said, "Hu Ling is from the Hu family. When she died, the Hu family was able to seal everyone's memory with a funeral procession. Do you think her family can be ordinary people?"

The young man shook his head slowly.

A sudden thought struck him: "Could it be that all the people in Hu Ling's family are masters like this?"

A Biao nodded: "My brother is called a Xuanshi."

"I heard that after a Xuanshi dies, only a few of them leave behind their souls, while most of them turn to ashes."

The young man's body trembled and his face suddenly turned pale.

"But, but Hu Ling isn't... right?"

"Whether it is or not, I'll ask for you later. Anyway, don't get your hopes up too much."

The young man forced himself to cheer up: "Okay, thank you."

Su Chen extracted the images in the old lady's mind.

It was a somewhat gloomy day.

The old lady put on white clothes and walked to the front of the small building. Seeing so many people, she was stunned. Her eyes quickly searched the crowd, and faces flashed by.

"Old Liu!" she called out, pushing her way through the crowd to a group of familiar old men and women, and whispered, "Why are there so many people?"

"Who knows? They all look so unfamiliar."

"Those are Xiao Ling's teachers, right? I heard them calling for help."

"Hey, why does Xiao Ling have such a miserable life~"

……

The scene before the funeral was crowded and noisy.

Things were much simpler for the old lady when she was being escorted to the funeral.

Su Chen took a quick look and quickly focused on the scene before the spirit was sent away. He slowed down and identified each face.

at last.

By the window on the first floor of the small building, he vaguely saw a familiar face.

Ma Zhennan.

However, judging from his submissive expression, there is at least someone with a higher status than him around him.

It's a pity that I can't see the face clearly.

It couldn't be found in the rest of the old lady's memories either.

Thinking about the people who had previous contact with Yang Xingyun, the relevant memories were also erased.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

Could it be this group of people who did it?

If so, did they think that the people who knew them were almost all ordinary people and no one would think of checking them out, so they chose to seal their memories? Or did they initially only learn how to seal their memories but didn't know how to erase them?

After a brief thought, Su Chen withdrew the formation.

The old lady's eyes gradually became clear from the confusion.

"Okay, okay?"

Su Chen took out a wad of money from his cloth bag and handed it to her.

The old lady was stunned, then quickly waved her hands after realizing what was happening: "No, no need. We agreed that you would help me tell my eldest grandson's fortune."

Su Chen smiled and said, "Old man, it only cost 20 yuan to tell your grandson's fortune. You have been a great help this time."

The old lady was surprised: "Yes, is there?"

Su Chen nodded and turned to look at the others: "Old man, have they also gone to send Hu Ling's spirit?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Are there any others? Could you please call them all over? They'll be paid."

remuneration?!

Several old men and women all looked at the stack of money, which looked like it was at least two or three thousand yuan.

At that moment, everyone's eyes became eager.

Su Chen looked at one of the old men and said, "Old man, can I see the scene in your memory?"

The old man said with full energy: "Yes, of course!"

Their family can't even save two or three thousand in a whole year, right?!

Get rich, get rich!

A Biao was stunned when he saw Su Chen spending his money, and the hem of his clothes was pulled by the young man.

"what happened?"

The young man laughed dryly: "This money..."

You don't want him to come out too, do you?

Although the family has some savings, his parents will definitely not let him spend it recklessly because he can't afford it.

Ah Biao understood and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, my brother will give you the money himself and won't ask you for it."

"Oh, that's good." The young man slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

A Biao looked at Su Chen with a serious expression, and his heart was full of doubts.

Based on his understanding of Su Chen, he was very frugal.

I give two to three thousand per person...

Is nothing big going to happen again?