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

The young man who came hurriedly looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six. The sneakers he was wearing were soaked through, and one could faintly hear the friction between the soles of his feet and the shoes as he walked.

One side of the umbrella was slightly drooping.

Before he could shake the rain off his umbrella and catch his breath, he saw Su Chen coming over with the black cat and the man. He was stunned for a moment: "Are you... Taoist Su?"

The man nodded: "Let's go find someone."

"Oh oh oh."

The young man took two steps and soon stopped.

"That's not right, brother, you're looking for your daughter, what does that have to do with my brother?"

The man was stunned and scratched his head: "Yes."

Su Chen: "They are together."

man:"!!!"

He looked at the young man warily: "I forgot to ask yesterday, how old is your brother?"

You won’t target Xia Xia, will you?

She is only sixteen now!

"Twenty-three, what's wrong?"

Seven years older!

Absolutely not!

When I see Xia Xia later, I must separate them immediately.

The man gritted his teeth and made up his mind secretly.

As the young man walked, he asked, "Did the Taoist priest tell me where he was going? Why is my brother with your daughter?"

The man shook his head.

He glanced casually at the young man's clothes and shoes.

He's from a poor family.

We must never let Xia Xia be with someone like this!

After a pause, the man came to his senses: "That's not right, I have a car, why should I walk?"

The next moment, the picture in front of him suddenly distorted, the delicate colors suddenly showed rough outlines, and the outlines were distorted. The man raised his hand in surprise and wiped his eyes. The lines gradually became smooth and the colors became delicate.

Before the man could be surprised that his eyes had returned to normal, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Not far away is an empty stage.

It is surrounded by a two-meter-high wall.

The man was startled, turned around and found that the gate in the distance was open. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw pedestrians passing by.

The young man next to him asked quietly, "Brother, what's going on?"

"Who should I ask if you ask me?" The man was a little depressed.

If I had known this yesterday, I would have asked the grandfather and grandson in the teahouse more about Master Su.

He came here because he heard that a great fortune teller appeared in Nanmen Old Street and helped someone find his daughter who had been missing for more than ten years. Later, he asked the grandparents and grandchildren in the teahouse and was told that Taoist Master Su could heal legs. At that time, when he looked at Xiao Liu'er's broken leg, he thought it was just a painkiller or something.

But now it seems...

The ability of this Taoist priest Su is probably almost the same as that of ghosts and gods.

But after turning around, he still didn't find Xia Xia.

"Master Su, where are the people? Why can't I see them?"

Su Chen pointed ahead.

"Isn't it on the stage?"

Stage?

But isn’t the stage empty?

Is there something wrong with my eyes again?

The man turned to look at the young man, who also wiped his eyes.

Apparently, no one was noticed on the stage.

Su Chen did not answer their questions and walked straight towards the stage.

Seeing this, the man followed and silently asked the young man, who shook his head in confusion.

As soon as they passed through the dark corridor and reached the stage, Su Chen squatted on the stage and looked down at the ground. They were still completely confused.

The man looked at the young man again. The young man frowned for a moment, squatted down like Su Chen, and looked in the direction he was looking.

Hmm? These tiny black dots are...

Ant?

wrong!

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at the black spot carefully.

When he saw a familiar figure among the hundreds of black dots, he gasped.

"Su, Taoist Priest Su?!"

How come my brother has become so small?

Smaller than an ant!

Su Chen raised the corner of his lips: "It is said that mayflies obscure the morning and evening, and cicadas doubt the spring and autumn. Now it seems that no one understands the morning and evening and the spring and autumn better than Senior Mayfly, and no one understands fate better than you."

On the empty stage, a wind blew and slowly blew up. The black spots hidden around the stage were gathered together bit by bit, and gradually a white-haired old woman emerged. The old woman was wearing a cloth dress and straw sandals, and she was smiling and nodding at Su Chen.

"I don't understand fate."

The old voice was a little hoarse: "I just like storybooks."

The man and the young man were frightened by her appearance and their bodies froze, unable to react.

The old woman didn't tease them. She just slowly bent down and looked down at the sparse black spots on the ground.

"They say that every flower is a world, every leaf a bodhi tree. Unfortunately, I, an old woman, am dull-witted. After all these years, I still haven't been able to fully comprehend Zen. I can only borrow the energy of this stage and barely create a crude world of storytelling."

"For the safety of these little guys, we have to keep an eye on them all the time. It's very hard work."

Su Chen was curious: "What kind of storybook is it?"

"I wrote this myself. Why, you're curious and want to read it?"

"What's the fun in looking at it? I have to go in and experience it."

The old woman smiled and said, "That's easy."

There is a wind blowing.

Su Chen did not resist. Before the man and the young man could exclaim, they felt the roof of the stage getting higher and higher, and the stage getting bigger and bigger, like a plain. Before they could react, they felt that they had become smaller, and their heads were dizzy.

The old woman's white hair suddenly spread out, and when it gathered again she had become a young lady who had studied abroad with long curly hair.

She waved her hand, and black spots gathered into a brush.

"Three more people have been added. Let me think about it. I got it!"

Su Chen lowered his head, wearing a coarse cloth short shirt and straw sandals, and his calves were covered with mud spots.

Looking at the side, the man and the young man were dressed the same way.

Neither of them realized what had happened until the man realized his respectable clothes were gone, and he was dressed in the same poor clothes as the young man. He exclaimed, "Master Su, Master Su, what on earth is going on?"

"Shh!" Su Chen put his index finger to his lips, signaling him not to make a fuss.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the flow of the atmosphere of the storybook world.

Unlike the world in the previous stone carvings and paintings, the colors and sounds here are all normal.

Su Chen raised his hand, and the power emanated, twisting into silk threads that quickly gathered in front of him to form a lightning-inducing talisman.

He threw the lightning talisman over his head.

Su Chen raised the corners of his eyebrows.

Can't be used.

He calculated again and was able to find Xia Xia's location accurately.

interesting.

He originally thought that in the world of storytelling, people were helpless.

But it was clear that he still remembered who he was, as did the man and the young man.

"Let's go find Xia Xia first."

The man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded repeatedly without caring about the strange situation at the moment.

They walked along a long path through the fields into the village.

"Boss Su, you're finally back! The village is about to fall out!"

Su Chen realized that he had lost control of his body in an instant.

He heard himself say, "Uncle Nan, stop joking."

"That's right," the man complained, "We've worked all day, and that woman at home is so heartless. She didn't even bring a drop of water to the fields. I'm dying of thirst!"

The young man waved his hands and said, "Stop chatting and go home to eat. I'm starving."

The old man at the entrance of the village was so anxious that he kept pounding his crutch.

"People are dead, and all you do is eat and drink. You deserve to be single!"