Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Xie Nan rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Don't try to take advantage of this. I'm not that capable."

"Besides, I'm a civil servant now. I have tens of millions of yuan in my monthly allowance that I can't spend. Why do I need to make money? I'd rather practice more."

"...Tsk tsk, you damn rich people!"

The two of them walked away talking and laughing.

Su Chen followed him into the office, sat on a stool, looked at him, and said, "Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Guo Cheng probed, "I heard that classmate Su Chen is very good at fortune-telling. I have a good friend whose son suddenly lost his mind half a year ago. He's been as stupid and foolish as a child all day long..."

A few minutes later.

A sigh sounded: "That's what happened. The child was originally a genius with an IQ of 180. He has always been a child prodigy. Who knew that something like this would happen suddenly?"

"I've been checked out by famous hospitals across the country, and the reports all say everything is normal, but there's clearly something wrong with me. That's why I wanted you to do the math."

Su Chen nodded and agreed readily.

"Okay, but I have to pay for the divination once a thousand times. If I need to come to your house to handle it, you have to put it in a red envelope."

"Although I am your student, it is inevitable that a Taoist priest will charge a fee for prying into destiny. I hope you can understand."

Guo Cheng looked at the serious man and twitched his lips: "I understand. Every profession has its own rules. Do I need to calculate your birth date or something?"

Su Chen said: "The photos must be the latest ones."

"Okay, wait a moment."

I turned on my phone and called, and soon a hoarse voice sounded, with a strong sense of fatigue.

[Hey, it's me, Lao Qi. Can you take a picture of Xiaoxuan now? I'll ask a master to help Xiaoxuan with his calculations.]

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before someone spoke.

[Okay, thank you, Lao Guo.]

"It's okay. I watched Xiaoxuan grow up, so he's like my own child. Since the hospital can't find the cause, I'll try mystical methods."

[There's a saying that goes, "The end of science is metaphysics." We should always try more.]

[…Okay, I'll take a picture of it for you right now. I'll also send you my birth date and time, too.]

What Qi Huaimin didn't say was that he had tried fortune-telling before, but it still didn't work. However, out of his good friend's good intentions, he didn't say much.

Su Chen took the phone and took a look. The boy in the photo was in his twenties, with eyes as clear as a child, and was smiling foolishly.

After looking for a long time, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher, ask Mr. Qi if there is anyone in his family of three generations who is about the same age as Xiaoxuan but has good fortune and reputation."

"Oh, especially in the second half of the year."

Guo Cheng also reacted after hearing this and said in surprise: "Su Chen, you mean that Xiaoxuan became a fool, maybe it was Lao Qi's relatives who did it."

Su Chen smiled and said, "Let's investigate first. It's hard to say without evidence. I also want to catch the demon cultivators. Those who do evil at will should be arrested."

"Well, why don't you just tell him directly? I don't know what to ask."

"If the teacher is not busy, you can take me over and I will talk to him in person."

Guo Cheng thought about it and nodded: "Okay, I'll drive you there. They live in the suburbs, which is a little far away."

"Okay."

The two of them left the school one after the other. Guo Cheng was driving and thinking, and he really remembered someone.

He said, "Su Chen, I heard from Lao Qi that there are three brothers in his family. He is an only child, and the other two brothers have both sons and daughters."

"Lao Qi is the eldest and has always taken good care of his two younger brothers. When Qi Ming, the second oldest, was young, he went to school at his house."

"Three months ago, Qi Ming said he made about five or six million yuan by speculating in the stock market. Word of this spread throughout the village, and Old Qi kept telling me that the second son's family had made some progress."

Su Chen raised his eyebrows: "Besides stock trading, what else did he do?"

Guo Cheng tried to recall and whispered, "Yes, this child has an average IQ. He used to be just above the passing line, but this time he said he won first place in a math competition."

"When I heard about it, I just thought this kid was slow to learn, but now I think that's not entirely true. This is math, and hard work can't make up for the difference in talent."

"Is Qi Ming in school now?"

"He's in his third year of high school, a grade below Xiaoxuan."

Su Chen hummed, his lips curled up slightly: "He is indeed quite capable. He even does such a wicked thing as borrowing luck. He is indeed a demon."

Guo Cheng asked in surprise, "What does borrowing luck mean?"

"Borrowing luck is using some methods to transfer the other person's luck to yourself, including intelligence, wealth, etc. It won't kill the other person, but it is very unethical."

"Once it lasts more than a year, the luck of the person will be completely drained away. Even if you find a Taoist priest later, nothing can be changed."

Seeing that he was getting anxious, Su Chen said softly, "Don't worry, teacher. There is still a chance to return it."

Seeing that he was confident, Guo Cheng felt much more at ease.

"Su Chen, just work hard. As long as you can save Xiaoxuan, I'll discuss the amount of money."

"Ah."

The car quickly stopped in front of the villa. Guo Cheng and his men got out of the car and made a phone call. Soon a haggard middle-aged man came out with dark circles under his eyes.

The smile was a little forced: "Old Guo, you are here, where is the master?"

Su Chen came out and said softly, "Hello, Mr. Qi."

Qi Huaimin looked them up and down, a little hesitantly: "Please follow me, both of you. What disease does my son have? How could he become stupid without any symptoms?"

"Borrowing my luck, I was borrowed by the evildoer's magic."

"...What? Then my son will be fine."