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

The young man's pupils shrank.

Looking at Lin Jingyu warily: "You..."

Seeing him like this, Lin Jingyu turned to look at Su Chen helplessly.

Only then did the young man notice that there was another person in the villa.

I hadn't noticed it before.

He looked around again, moved back slightly, and then realized: something is wrong!

His hands were groping around his body.

The clothes were still the same as before, and the coagulated blood and holes on them corresponded one by one to the memories before he fainted.

But when he put his fingers into the hole in his clothes, he couldn't feel the wound at all.

Where is the wound?

The young man couldn't believe it and simply took off his clothes.

"Ah, hey, hey," Lin Jingyu wanted to stop him but it was too late. Looking at the body covered in blood, he sighed helplessly, "The gunshot wound has healed. Otherwise, with your injuries, it would be difficult for you to survive."

"I'm from the Lin family of Cuicheng, not from Hongcheng... Well, forget it. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you guys from the army."

Lin Jingyu turned around and heard Su Chen speak.

"Even if you weren't exposed, you wouldn't be able to continue undercover after being shot so many times."

The young man's eyes flashed.

he knows.

He had been shot more than a dozen times before he fell unconscious.

Some of the shots landed fatally.

Even if I had a strong desire to survive, according to common sense, I should have died by now.

So even if I succeed in surviving.

I can't continue to go undercover either.

Because in their eyes, I am already a dead person.

but……

He cannot speak.

Although the wound healed, it could have been an illusion.

Correct!

It must be an illusion.

Otherwise, even if the wound heals, how could there be no trace of the scar?

Since it is an illusion, there is no need to speak about it.

He won't leak any information.

Seeing this, Lin Jingyu shook his head helplessly.

People who come out of these troops, especially those who are sent undercover, have amazing willpower and will not easily trust others.

Su Chen sighed.

He stretched out his hand and drew a mantra talisman in the air, hitting him.

"say."

The young man heard himself speak: "This is an illusion. I can't speak."

He quickly covered his mouth.

Looking at Su Chen in disbelief.

Su Chen: "Real name."

The young man felt as if his hand was pulled away from his mouth by an invisible force.

He heard his own voice again: "Sun Zhuoran."

Oops!

The name is revealed.

Will they follow this clue and find other people?

Will it harm other comrades?

This rotten mouth...

No, is this hallucinogenic drug so powerful?

Even he couldn't control his mouth.

"Do you want to go back to the troops or stay in Hong Kong?"

Sun Zhuoran, who wanted to poison his throat to make it mute, said: "I don't want to do anything."

It's over.

Revealed that he was from the army.

Sun Zhuoran felt disheartened.

Su Chen nodded slowly.

"Okay then. I'll take you back to Emerald City and you can handle it yourself."

As he said this he stood up.

Lin Jingyu was surprised: "Leaving now? Not staying here for one night?"

Su Chen glanced at him with a smile.

"No, so as not to disturb your relationship with your sister-in-law."

"Remember to prepare more snacks for me. Next time I come, I'll bring some back for Honghong and the others to try."

Lin Jingyu: "Okay."

Su Chen walked up to Sun Zhuoran, put his hand gently on his shoulder, took back the mantra talisman from his body, and carried him forward a step.

The ghost path opens.

Watching the scene in front of him transform into strong lines of color, twisting and extending, the light in Sun Zhuoran's eyes completely dimmed.

It really was an illusion.

Eleven o'clock at night.

Cuicheng City Bureau.

Su Chen threw Sun Zhuoran to Director Zhou.

"Gangcheng? An undercover agent from the army? I understand, Master Su. I will contact the troops in Cuicheng now."

"Excuse me, Director Zhou."

Just as he was about to leave, Su Chen thought of something and turned to look at Sun Zhuoran: "You have an adopted sister at home, right?"

Sun Zhuoran: I can’t speak, I can’t speak.

No further information can be revealed.

This time he got what he wanted.

Didn't say anything.

Is the hallucinogenic drug's effect wearing off?

Or did my willpower overcome the effects of the medicine?

Su Chen: "Go home, be careful she might drug you and get into bed with you, leaving you as the scapegoat."

Sun Zhuoran was stunned: "...Ah?"

No.

Shouldn't I ask my sister's name and workplace so that I can further infer my identity?

Drugged and slept with? A scapegoat?

What the hell is this?

Sun Zhuoran frowned.

Are the interrogators so unprofessional?

Or, confuse yourself?

Yes, definitely confusing yourself.

Su Chen looked at him deeply and shook his head.

Anyway, the person was saved.

How he can’t distinguish between reality and illusion next is his business.

Let Director Zhou and the others have a headache.

Su Chen went to Longshan to see how Xi Meng was doing.

The latter was not in the cave.

Lying on the tree trunk with his right leg dangling.

Seeing Su Chen coming, he just raised his eyelids lazily.

Su Chen injected some merit into her body, and she sat up in surprise.

He carefully checked Su Chen's condition and glared.

"Your golden light... is brighter than before."

"You're just giving me this little. That's a bit stingy."

Su Chen: "If you don't want it, give it back to me."

"It's a beautiful thought."

In good shape.

Su Chen returned to the villa with peace of mind.

Just as I was about to wash up, I noticed a gray shadow in the corner.

"Cat ghost?"

The cat ghost changed his previous tattered clothes and wore brand new clothes. The bag was also new and not patched, but the stitching was a little uneven.

He walked along the corner of the wall and came to Su Chen.

"Did something happen at the orphanage?"

The cat ghost nodded.

He told the story again.

It turned out that a few days ago, the caregivers in the orphanage felt that the weather was good, so they took the older children in the orphanage to the wild to pick Qingming grass to make green rice dumplings.

When he came back, he saw an old man behind a child.

Appear in broad daylight.

"Can't the nurses see it?"

The cat ghost nodded.

"Children can see it."

"He likes to play games with children, and asks them to give him gifts if they lose."

Cat Ghost said with aggrieved expression: "They gave him all the food for the past two days."

Su Chen laughed.

The cat ghost is really petty.

It's just some food.

"Did he find you?"

The cat ghost nodded.

"You came to me to drive him away?"

Cat Ghost God: "He is very dangerous. He must have other motives for playing games."

Su Chen shook his head helplessly.

"Come on, I'll go with you to take a look."

Su Chen was familiar with the orphanage.

When he appeared in the yard, he saw the old man sitting on the swing in the yard under the moonlight.

Not a ghost.

It should be some kind of mountain spirit or monster.

The aura on his body was consistent, leaving only a radiating black hole on his chest.

Upon discovering Su Chen and the Cat Ghost, the old man was stunned and jokingly said, "Oh, you're looking for help?"

"You just lost to me in a game, is that serious?"

Cat Ghost God was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and stamped his feet: "I didn't lose."

"You're so tall, and you're competing with me in the long jump. You, you're cheating."

"How is this cheating? You're just being a scoundrel."

Su Chen: "..."

He cleared his throat, finally getting their attention, then smiled and nodded at the old man.

"You like these kids?"

"It's soft and fluffy, who wouldn't like it?" the old man sighed. "I used to have many godchildren. When they were little, they would play with me and give me gifts during festivals."

As he spoke, his eyes dimmed.

"It's been a long time since any child came to ask me to be their godmother."

Su Chen: "...godmother?"