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

He Wenting quickly arrived at the reservoir and carefully observed the pile of shit.

He was not satisfied with just looking at it, so he called others over and together they used a branch to dig it open and check.

Huang Nansong sent Cheng Nan away, turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help vomiting again.

"No, why are they still picking up shit?"

Old Yu pointed at Su Chen.

"Master Su gave it to me? Is there something so special about this shit?"

Huang Nansong thought carefully and slowly put his hand under his nose: "Is it particularly smelly?"

As he said this, he extended his hand in front of Old Yu Xiaoyong.

The two of them took two steps back in tacit understanding.

"I have washed it, and I have washed it several times."

Old Yu hehe.

"Never mind. I hate it myself too."

Huang Nansong stopped bothering Lao Yu and the other guy and quietly walked to He Wenting.

"Did you find anything?"

He Wenting shook his head.

The police officer next to him nodded.

“Good gastrointestinal function…”

Huang Nansong: “???”

"so what?"

The police officer sighed: "We need to take it back for testing to see if we can find any clues. Captain He...it's been here for quite some time. It's difficult to find the person through it."

"Master Su said..." He Wenting turned his head and frowned, "Where is Master Su?"

Huang Nansong scratched his head: "I was just here."

"Could it be that Cheng Nan left with that guy?"

"That shouldn't be the case. They just met."

Xiao Yong pointed ahead and said, "Master Su went that way."

Several people hurriedly followed.

Not long after, Su Chen was found standing by a ditch.

In the pothole in front of him was a crumpled magazine page.

Huang Nansong couldn't believe it: "Master Su doesn't like beautiful women too, right?"

Lao Yu glanced at him.

"Nonsense, who doesn't like beautiful women?"

Xiaoyong: "Uncle Yu, can you guys please...be a little more normal?"

Lao Yu and Huang Nansong glanced at him at the same time.

Their eyes all dropped downwards again.

Xiaoyong covered his hands vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Huang Nansong: "Xiaoyong, you are young, so you should be full of vigor and vitality."

"Exactly. Don't you like beautiful women?" Old Yu suddenly narrowed his eyes, suddenly realizing, "Oh, oh, oh, you don't like ugly ones, do you?"

"Bullshit! Bullshit, I'm fine, I just..."

Xiaoyong's ears turned red and he tried to explain, but when he turned around, he found that Su Chen had turned around.

His voice stopped abruptly.

He Wenting shook his head helplessly.

He couldn't understand why Master Su had to hang out with these vulgar people.

He was standing to the side just now and could clearly see Su Chen making hand gestures. He must be looking for clues through magic.

these people……

Forget it, there's no point in arguing with them.

So this paper...

He Wenting was about to ask about the origin of the paper when he heard Su Chen say, "Let's go."

When he reacted, He Wenting and the police officers who followed him had been taken to a yard by Su Chen.

He quickly came back to his senses and his eyes fell on the three people who were sleeping soundly in the main room.

With a glance, the two police officers who followed took out handcuffs tacitly and walked into the house carefully.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and magazines featuring alluring girls were scattered in the corners.

After a while, two people were handcuffed to the table, and the other one had his hands tied behind his back. He Wenting came out from the inner room and easily grabbed a drunk yellow-haired man. He was holding a black jar in his other hand.

"Master Su~"

He placed the jar in front of Su Chen.

"There's evil in here."

After the other two men found ropes and tied up everyone, He Wenting came over and carefully examined the jar.

The jar was covered with runes, and there was a yellow talisman stuck on the mouth of the jar.

"Master Su, this jar must be an old item."

Su Chen has already taken off the yellow talisman.

A black gas suddenly rushed out.

But soon it was pierced by the electric-shining peach wood sword.

The black air trembled and dissipated a little.

One of the tied men suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Captain He, we've discovered something else..."

The two police officers searched the house and found several wallets and a box full of money.

Su Chen controlled the evil spirit, and it transformed into a dog, howling at the man who was vomiting blood.

"Is this your dog?"

The man glared at him fiercely: "None of your business!"

He Wenting walked over and kicked him directly.

"How do you talk to Master Su?"

Su Chen waved his hand: "It's okay."

He was just simply curious.

The souls of poultry and livestock are not stable after death, and many of them dissipate after being exposed to the sun.

Just now he had carefully examined the runes on the jar and the yellow rune.

With these alone, it is difficult for an ordinary person to completely control an evil monster.

There is only one possibility for him to be able to live a life of drunkenness and dreams here.

The dog is very close to him.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes and saw two images on the face of the man vomiting blood through his third eye.

In the pitch-black underground, the surroundings kept shaking.

The boy's lips were cracked and his face was pale, but he still hugged the puppy with a lame leg tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you out. I won't abandon you."

These words were meant to comfort the puppy, but they were more like comforting myself.

He kept muttering like this, and every once in a while, he would carefully take out a biscuit from his arms, break off a piece, take a bite himself, and give the rest to the puppy.

He took out the dented cup, carefully poured out some water, and let the puppy lick it.

"Doggy, we're going to survive, right?"

"I don't want to die. I still want to find my mother..."

In the dark night.

The lame puppy was dying.

Every now and then the young man would have to shake it hard to make it whimper.

The man and the dog accompanied each other through the long darkness.

Long after all the biscuits and water were gone.

The boy didn't have the strength to speak, and the puppy had already closed its eyes.

Finally, a ray of sunlight fell overhead.

"Is anyone down there?"

The young man suddenly opened his eyes and screamed with all his strength: "Help, help!"

When he was pulled out, he did not forget the puppy.

Another scene is outside the casino.

The middle-aged man, who had lost all his money, was stripped naked and thrown out by the thugs. He curled up and was about to be beaten to death. The young man rushed over with a big yellow dog. The young man was beaten up and the big yellow dog bit the thugs desperately.

The two men and the dog finally found an opportunity to run away.

After thanking the young man, the middle-aged man looked at the big yellow dog for a long time and asked the young man, "I know a way to get rich. Do you want to know?"

The young man smoked all night.

The next day, he fed the big yellow dog its favorite meat bones.

After the big yellow dog fainted, he cut its neck with a knife.

Then he chopped it into pieces and sealed it in a jar.

He put the cigarette in his mouth again: "Xiao Huang, don't blame me. Now that I'm rich, it will be easier for me to find my mother. Will you help me?"

Su Chen sneered and shook his head.

After making a fortune from robbery, have you gone to look for someone?

Aren’t you still addicted to alcohol and sex?

Meeting He Wenting's puzzled look, he said indifferently, "You handle the rest."

As he spoke, the peach wood sword with electric light quickly passed through the puppy formed by the evil spirit, and the puppy gradually dissipated.

The man spat out blood again, his face extremely pale.

"You, what did you do?"

Su Chen didn't answer him. He glanced at the people present, quickly took out a pen and paper, drew the middle-aged man, and handed it to He Wenting.

"He was the one who taught me the evil method, and he probably gave me the jar as well."

"I go first."