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

Ge Ping'an went in and brought him a cup of tea.

"Drink some to calm your breath."

Old Song drank it all in one gulp, still feeling indignant.

"Don't be angry, you should be happy for this child."

Old Song: “???”

He looked at Ge Ping'an in disbelief: "You..."

"Didn't I hear what Taoist Priest Su said? If he survives, he'll still commit suicide in the future. This family must have come up with some way to threaten him. Rather than being tortured for more than ten years, it's better for him to die now and put an end to it all."

Old Song's anger gradually dissipated.

"I am……"

He looked at Zhang Meili and Liang Maoshan with hatred.

"Master Su has clearly pointed out the problem."

"As long as they admit their mistakes, it's okay if they don't apologize to the child. As long as they promise not to force him in the future, maybe... maybe their family can still live a good life."

The family is rich and the children have a bright future if they can get into college.

Just thinking about it makes me feel motivated.

result……

Taoist Priest Su gave him advice, he scolded him, and Old Ge persuaded him, but it was all useless.

The whole family is like a mess, their brains are muddled and they refuse to change.

Ge Pingan patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go in and have some tea. I'll go find someone. We need to flush the blood here later."

Ji Guowen listened and understood a little bit.

I know that the family crying and wailing right now are not wronged.

His eyes quickly fell on the van driver who was slumped on the ground.

He raised his hand weakly.

"Um...do you think the driver is the most pitiful one?"

There was no response for a long time.

When I turned around, I saw that Lao Song and Ge Ping'an were nowhere to be seen.

Ji Guowen sighed and walked forward resignedly. Just as he bent down to help the driver up, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

He immediately withdrew his outstretched hand.

Damn, drinking and driving.

"I was wondering how someone could have knocked someone so far away without slowing down."

"He killed someone while drunk, so he deserves to pay the money and go to jail."

Ji Guowen entered the teahouse cursing.

As soon as his butt touched the stool, he immediately became furious.

"I forgot someone was coming to pick up the goods. Look at my brain..."

Huang Nansong also went with him.

"Aren't you waiting for the ambulance?"

Huang Nansong rolled his eyes: "People are dead, what's the point of waiting?"

"It's so unlucky to meet such a family. I'm afraid if I stay any longer, they'll sue me too."

"No, I want to go home and boil some grapefruit leaves in water to take a bath."

Soon, a clattering sound came from Nanmen Old Street.

A cordon was set up around the area.

The whole street became lively again.

Zhang Meili was about to be taken away in a daze when she suddenly remembered something. She rushed to Su Chen angrily and slammed the table.

"fraud!"

"Didn't you say that Xiaojie would die after graduating from college?"

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth: "That's right, but who told you to use me to threaten him and provoke him again and again?"

"Congratulations, nothing can tie your husband down anymore."

"Ahhh, I'll strangle you to death!"

Zhang Meili had only taken two steps when she was restrained by someone.

Wang Fei glanced at her with disdain.

"What's the trouble?"

"Your son rushed out to seek death."

"It was the driver of this van who hit him. Why are you looking for the master? Do you have any brains?"

The people around him followed suit and started to accuse him.

Zhang Meili was indignant.

"I'm going to call the police! He's a liar and a fraud!"

Wang Fei chuckled twice.

As soon as he arrived, he asked someone to find out the situation.

"Fraud? Master took your money?"

Zhang Meili stammered twice and rolled her eyes.

"Well, then he's setting up a fortune-telling stall, he's a superstitious person!"

"I hope we can catch him this time!"

Wang Fei rolled his eyes.

"He has proof!"

"The country allows it, is there still a problem?"

Liang Maoshan was stunned.

Does the country allow it?

How can it be?

The next moment, he heard Wang Fei ask Su Chen with an almost flattering smile: "Master, I will have someone clean up this place later to avoid affecting your business."

Liang Maoshan: "!!!"

He was pushed down.

"Why are you standing there? Let's go."

"oh oh……"

After getting in the car, Liang Maoshan couldn't help but ask the police officer next to him.

"That Taoist Priest Su... is he really allowed by the state? Does he have such a certificate?"

The police officer had seen Su Chen leave and come back through the ghost path with his own eyes.

He rolled his eyes immediately.

"nonsense!"

"How could our director lie to you?"

"If you mess with him, you've messed with a brick wall. Let me tell you, if he doesn't want to see you, he'll kill you on the spot. We'll all be happy to help collect the bodies, understand?"

Liang Maoshan's body tensed.

he believe.

After doing business in Shanghai for so many years, the scale of his business has been getting bigger and bigger, but in recent years he has clearly noticed a bottleneck.

But no matter how many times I organized a group to drink, I couldn't make a breakthrough. Only recently did I gradually understand that those who can do business on a large scale or even monopolize an industry definitely have powerful people supporting them.

And this Taoist Priest Su might be the powerful and influential type of person.

Thinking of this possibility, he turned around and glared at Zhang Meili angrily.

Originally, he could have taken advantage of this opportunity to hook up with Taoist Su and make a breakthrough in his business.

It's all this woman's fault. Not only did she make up nonsense to slander Master Su, she also forced Xiao Jie to commit suicide and tarnished Master Su's reputation.

It's over.

Will Taoist Master Su hold a grudge against me and let someone teach me a lesson?

"Wuwuwu, Xiaojie, Xiaojie ahhh~"

Liang Maoshan felt annoyed when he heard the old lady sobbing softly from behind.

"Mom, stop crying."

Is now the time to cry?

If it is not handled properly, the whole family may lose their lives.

Liang Maoshan took a deep breath and instructed Zhang Meili and the old lady.

"Remember, Xiaojie's accident was only related to the driver."

"Don't bring up Taoist Su anymore, understand?"

Zhang Meili was still indignant: "Why..."

"Snapped!"

She covered her face in disbelief and looked at Liang Maoshan: "You hit me?"

"How dare you hit me? Liang Maoshan, I've been... since I was sixteen..."

"Snapped!"

Liang Maoshan said with a gloomy face: "Are you awake?"

"Do you want me to slap you a few more times?"

Zhang Meili was stared at by his eyes and knew that he was telling the truth.

His body trembled immediately, and he dared not be arrogant anymore, shaking his head timidly.

"If you want to keep your current family business, don't provoke Taoist Su again. I will find an opportunity later and my whole family will come back to apologize to Taoist Su."

"Why..." Zhang Meili subconsciously wanted to refute again, but quickly covered her mouth.

"Why?" Liang Maoshan chuckled, "Just because a demon can cover the sky with one hand."

"For a family like ours to provoke someone like that is like hitting a rock with an egg. Do you understand?"

Zhang Meili nodded repeatedly.

The old lady sobbed: "But, but Xiaojie..."

Liang Maoshan sighed: "He was already ill. Aren't you all tired of taking care of him? If he dies, then he dies."

"Anyway, Meili and I are still young, and we can have another child."

When she heard that she wanted to have another child, Zhang Meili's eyes lit up.

She quickly wiped her eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes, let's have another one, Maoshan, let's have a healthy baby, the kind that won't get sick."

As long as there are children...

Zhang Meili's originally uneasy heart instantly calmed down.

As for Xiaojie...

That child committed suicide himself, what does it have to do with me?

At worst, I can just burn more paper for him later.

The blood was cleaned from the streets.

Only a faint smell of blood remained.

The crowd of onlookers chatted for a while, and most of them dispersed as the van driver and the Liang family left.

A small number of people began to find the owners of street shops and ask them to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Since you're here, Sister Yan, you've been complaining about a foul smell at home lately. Why don't you ask Taoist Su to sort it out?"

"It's 20 yuan each time, and I'll give you 10 yuan. How about that?"