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

Before Su Chen left, he instructed Ji Ansong and others to clean the tomb carefully.

Although the bones of Ji family ancestors are now kept in jars and sealed, they will not be disturbed by termites.

But just in case.

If termites can invade a grouted tomb with such good sealing properties once, they will definitely come a second and third time.

Of course, the more important reason is that the two ancestors in the Ji family tomb have not been reincarnated yet and are still here.

It seems that his temper is not very stable.

Next time, if we see termites entering the tomb again and make a fuss, the descendants of the Ji family will suffer more or less.

Ji Ansong and others nodded repeatedly and assured that it would be handled properly.

Su Chen then glanced at Yao Wentao and asked, "Are you guys going back to the Magic City together, or are you going alone and they stay here?"

"Of course..." Yao Wentao was about to say that they should go back to Shanghai together when he was pulled away by Aunt Niu, muttering to himself.

After returning, before Yao Wentao could speak, Su Chen said, "Let's go."

The ghost path opened, and I first returned to Wangtou Village. In a flash, I was already in front of the teahouse.

Yao Wentao was in a daze for a while, and hurriedly thanked Su Chen. He then took out the money from the lining of his clothes and was about to take out the change from his pocket, but was stopped by Su Chen.

"Save that little money for gas, and go back quickly."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Master. Thank you, Master. Thank you so much."

Yao Wentao bowed to Su Chen more than ten times before finally driving away.

After all this trouble, it was already dark.

Su Chen put the money away and heard Lao Song and others in the teahouse talking about jumping off the building.

Xiao Liuer came out and saw that he was listening attentively, so she started to explain.

"Another person jumped from Tianma Building and died."

"It seems like since last year, there has been a jump every three months. This is already the fifth one."

Su Chen frowned: "Tianma Building? Where is it?"

Xiao Liu'er gestured to Su Chen to go with her.

When we reached the end of the street, he pointed to a building in the distance and said, "That's it."

"You could go up to the rooftop before. My sister even took me to see it. But then someone jumped from it, and it was sealed off. I don't know how they got up there and then jumped back down."

As Xiao Liu'er was talking, there was no movement.

Su Chen turned his head and saw the little girl drooling at a fried cake not far away.

He went over and bought two and handed them to her.

"Thank you, Taoist Su!" Xiao Liu'er jumped on one leg and almost threw away the wooden stick.

"Take it easy, take it easy."

As Su Chen was speaking, he saw a familiar little boy in the corner.

He paused, and the little boy trotted over, picked up the brown paper in his hand and handed it to him.

He is the grandson of that eldest sister.

"Is grandma's funeral over?"

The little boy nodded, then shook his head.

Su Chen rubbed his little head, sighed softly, and opened the kraft paper. Inside were more than a dozen unused pastries, some new and some old. It was obvious that they were probably saved by the little boy himself.

"You came to me to ask for help?"

The little boy hesitated and said, "Can I?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, the little boy's eyes lit up.

"Can you bring grandma back?"

Su Chen smiled bitterly: "Uncle is not a god..."

The little boy twisted his pinky finger and pursed his lips.

After a long while, he asked cautiously, "Uncle, can you ask Dad to stop drinking?"

Su Chen hesitated for a moment and signaled the little boy to lead the way.

"Xiao Liu'er, help me close the stall later."

"okay."

The little boy and his family still rented that cramped shack.

When they opened the door, the air was filled with the stench of alcohol. A little girl of three or four years old was huddled pitifully in the corner. When she saw them, she pouted and cried out in grievance, "Brother~"

The little boy ran in and picked up the little girl.

He pushed the young man who was sleeping on the bed and said, "Dad, Dad..."

His hand was quickly slapped away.

"Go away!"

The little boy suppressed his grievance and said, "Dad, uncle is here."

"What uncle?" The young man narrowed his eyes, then quickly closed them again. "Your grandmother only gave birth to me, what a bullshit uncle."

Su Chen saw his elder sister muttering in the corner: "Zhenhai, Zhenhai, wake up, your brother is here."

Seeing her son still sleeping soundly, the eldest sister looked at Su Chen helplessly: "Brother, I'm sorry, my son has been spoiled by me since he was a child. When I left, he couldn't fall asleep."

Su Chen nodded: "It's okay, I saw it before."

Su Chen had reminded his eldest sister before that no one could replace their mother, but she didn't listen and lost her life. Her son also lost his backbone and his spirit was scattered.

It’s hard for these two children.

The eldest sister was stunned for a moment, then quickly gave a dry laugh.

"You've made a fool of yourself, big brother."

Su Chen's eyes quickly fell on the urn wrapped in layers of clothes on the cabinet.

"Sister, doesn't your son plan to send you back to your hometown for burial?"

The eldest sister didn't say anything.

The little boy replied timidly: "Uncle, Mom wants to send Grandma back, but Dad won't let me. Dad keeps saying that Grandma is just missing and keeps drinking and not going to work..."

"Did I beat you?" Su Chen asked.

The little boy didn't reply, and the elder sister shook her head anxiously: "No, no, my Zhenhai doesn't hit children."

Su Chen: "That's now."

The eldest sister's soul trembled: "Yes, will it be in the future?"

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Sister, if you care about your grandchildren, please let your son and daughter-in-law divorce. Your grandchildren will live with your daughter-in-law."

When the eldest sister heard this, she shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, how can we get a divorce?"

"Isn't Zhenhai a bachelor again? He'll be laughed at."

"Without a woman to take care of him, what will happen if he gets hungry, thirsty or sick in the future?"

Su Chen: "..."

"There's also the betrothal gift. The previous betrothal gift was over 300 yuan. Zhenhai doesn't know how to save money, so if he wants to remarry in the future, there's nothing he can do."

"No, no."

Su Chen looked at her lazily: "Just think about your son, your grandchildren?"

"Will your son always beat and scold me from now on, leaving me covered in wounds?"

"Impossible, Zhenhai wouldn't hit a child. He loves the child so much, he wouldn't hit him."

Communication is impossible.

Fortunately, my eldest sister is dead, so the living don’t have to listen to her.

Su Chen looked at the little boy: "What about you? Would you be willing to let your parents divorce?"

The little boy blinked blankly: "Does divorce mean separation?"

Su Chen touched his head and nodded: "Well, mom will find you a father in the future."

"No~" the little boy immediately shook his head.

The eldest sister hurriedly said, "Look, big brother, the child is not happy about it either."

Su Chen straightened up and injected some strength into the man sleeping on the bed.

The young man gradually woke up, and then vigilantly carried the child to the bed, protected him behind him, and stared at Su Chen closely.

"Who are you?!"

Su Chen curled his lips and spread out his hands.

"Your mother and I set up a stall together on Nanmen Old Street."

"Your mother asked me to come and remind you that her money is hidden under the cabinet."

"This time it was your son who asked me to persuade you not to drink."

Su Chen restrained his expression as he spoke: "However, I am here to persuade you to divorce."

Seeing that the young man was about to get angry, he raised his hand and said, "Listen to me first!"