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

After Su Chen left, Huang Nansong and the others were stunned for a long time before looking at each other.

Lao Yu: "Why didn't Taoist Master Su take us with him?"

"Who are you? This is the first time we meet Taoist Su today. The key question is why didn't you bring me along!"

Huang Nansong felt wronged.

Although it was I who asked Master Su for help.

But today I also bought a folding bed for Master Su.

Considering my relationship with Taoist Su...

No, no!

He quickly raised his hands and narrowed his eyes.

Xiaoyong was curious: "What are you doing?"

"No, I think I need to wash my hands again."

It must have left a bad smell.

With Master Su’s ability, he must have smelled it and was disgusted.

Xiaoyong watched Huang Nansong not only wash his hands but also pick grass and scrub it everywhere. He frowned and asked Lao Yu, "Is Lao Huang really that clean?"

Old Yu curled his lips and said, "Don't worry about him, he's crazy."

There were sirens blaring from below.

Soon another dozen people came over.

A cordon was set up around the area.

Xiao Zhenhao, who was unable to move, attracted everyone's attention.

Lao Yu and Xiao Yong looked at each other.

"move?"

"No, he's covered in shit."

"Then let Lao Huang come. He is his brother-in-law anyway."

"Yeah, he's already been dirty once anyway."

When Su Chen came back, he saw Huang Nansong squatting in the corner with his head in his hands and a sad face.

"Boss Huang, what are you doing?"

Huang Nansong pointed to the wet cotton coat.

Su Chen looked at it carefully.

"Did you fall into the ditch?"

"It's okay, I'll draw a water repellent charm and it will dry quickly."

Huang Nansong was stunned: "Master Su, don't you smell a bad smell?"

Su Chen paused while drawing the talisman.

His eyes fell on Xiao Zhenhao, whose cotton coat was also wet.

"You... helped your brother-in-law wash?"

Su Chen gave a thumbs up.

I really admire my brother-in-law for being able to do this.

Old Yu looked at him intently and changed the subject: "Master Su, has the murderer been caught?"

Su Chen nodded.

Xiaoyong asked hurriedly: "It has nothing to do with the casino, right?"

"It shouldn't matter much."

Xiaoyong breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, that's good."

Seeing this, Lao Yu glanced at him carefully and said, "What does the casino have to do with you? Xiaoyong, you went to gamble too?"

Xiaoyong jumped up: "How is that possible?!"

"then you……"

"I, I just said it casually."

"Really?"

"Uncle Yu, you don't know me yet?"

"I'm timid and stingy. I'd get upset if I lost even a penny. Besides, the casino doesn't allow you to gamble even a penny."

After hearing this, Old Yu put aside his doubts.

Su Chen looked at Xiao Yong carefully and raised the corners of his mouth.

Then Huang Nansong whispered, "Master Su, do I still smell?"

Su Chen: “???”

"A little bit, what's wrong?"

Huang Nansong: “…”

I want to chop this guy Xiao Zhenhao into eighteen pieces!

The thought flashed through his mind, and he soon sighed weakly.

"Looks like I need to take a good shower when I get home."

"Oh, Master Su, Xiao Hao's soul was torn away..."

Su Chen shook his head.

"It was devoured, nothing was left."

"Really?" Huang Nansong's eyes lit up, "Too..."

He glanced at Lao Yu and Xiao Yong, and forced his upturned lips down.

"It's so tragic! Our Xiaohao is so miserable. He will be a fool for the rest of his life. What can we do?"

Lao Yu sighed: "Lao Huang, you should be more open-minded."

Xiaoyong nodded: "That's right, your brother-in-law just likes to play with shit, not eat it."

Huang Nansong: “!!!”

Before he could think about it, he had already returned to Nanmen Old Street.

His wife Xiao Meiying was sitting on the side, and when she saw them coming back, she stood up quickly, her eyes full of anticipation: "Master Su, Xiao Hao..."

Su Chen shook his head.

"I found the evil spirit that tore him apart. His soul has been completely devoured."

Xiao Meiying staggered a few times.

"Then, what about Xiao Hao?"

Su Chen: "Although I have a method to nourish the soul, which can replenish the soul, but the soul must always follow me. Now that your brother is still alive, it is not easy to extract the soul."

Xiao Meiying's eyes dimmed: "Is there nothing I can do?"

Huang Nansong went over and gently patted her back: "Aying, if Taoist Su said there is no way, then I guess there really is no way."

Xiao Meiying nodded dejectedly.

"Hey, I don't know what sin I committed, why did Xiaohao just happen to run into that evil spirit?"

Huang Nansong: "Aying, it's great that Xiaohao survived. You don't know that seven people died over there, but at least Xiaohao managed to survive."

What people fear most is comparison.

After Xiao Meiying confirmed Huang Nansong's words from Lao Yu and Xiao Yong, she quickly accepted the result.

Even though Su Chen didn't help much, she still went home and gave him a red envelope.

By then, Acai had already woken up. After wiping his face, the little guy stopped reading the comics and sat obediently on the side, tilting his little head and staring curiously at the purple-lipped woman in leather jacket and leather pants.

Old Song was explaining to Su Chen with a smile: "Master Su, this girl has been here for quite some time. She said she killed someone before, and from her tone, she wants to kill you, but I guess she's just joking."

Su Chen nodded and motioned the woman in leather jacket to sit down.

The latter was somewhat reluctant.

"I'm not here to tell your fortune."

Su Chen nodded: "I know."

"You know?" The leather-clad woman frowned. "You can't have figured out why I came to you, right?"

"Isn't there anything in the world that you don't know?"

"No wonder someone is offering a reward of 10 million to kill you."

Old Song's eyes widened. "A reward of ten million? Where is it?"

The leather-clad woman smiled faintly: "Why? You want to make this money?"

"Haha, haha, how is that possible? I'm just... simply curious."

The leather jacket woman curled her lips: "Old Eighth Route Army~"

She snapped her nails and said, "I'm different. I just want to make money."

As she spoke, she stared at Su Chen with interest.

Unfortunately, Su Chen's expression remained indifferent.

There was no sign of fear, curiosity, or doubt on his face.

The leather-clad woman was a little annoyed: "Aren't you afraid that I'm here to kill you?"

"Do you think you can kill me?"

The leather-clad woman shook her head: "I'm not blind. I saw you disappear right there just now."

"Okay, I admit it was Brother Xu who suggested I come to you."

Old Song was curious: "Which Brother Xu?"

"Xu Anyu."

Old Song scratched his head: "Master Su, do you know this person?"

I really know each other.

"Are you also from the Qinglong Society?"

The leather jacket woman raised an eyebrow: "Not like?"

She ripped open her collar, revealing her smooth shoulders.

Old Song quickly covered his eyes: "Hey, hey, hey, it's broad daylight, don't mess around!"

"See this wound?" the leather-clad woman said proudly, "That was my first mission. A bullet went through it, and I didn't even make a sound."

Old Song put down his hand, looked carefully at the wound on her shoulder blade, and gave her a thumbs up.

"Hero among women!"

Upon hearing this, the woman in leather jacket straightened her jacket and looked at Su Chen again.

"I'm sick!"

Lao Song: "..."

"This girl really wants everyone to treat her like a monster."

Su Chen didn't say anything and glanced at the woman in leather jacket again.

"There's nothing wrong with your body. If you're sick, it should be in your soul."

The leather-clad woman was stunned for a moment and pointed at her head: "Don't you think there's something wrong with me?"

"I often can't control myself. Sometimes I cry loudly, and sometimes I overeat. You know, people like me have strong willpower..."

Lao Song: "Is he mentally ill? Or is he possessed by a ghost?"