Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen, who had yet to touch the stool with his buttocks, quickly stood up, thinking of stepping forward to help. However, before he could take two steps, someone rushed forward, twisted around and restrained the young man.

"Why are you shouting? Before Uncle Ye died, he gave the store to Ayu, and the money was arranged in a will. If you don't have a share, you are screaming!"

"That's right, people from the countryside are just ignorant. They probably don't even know what a will is, right?"

"You still dream about being a destitute person, no way!"

"Go, go, go, you are not welcome in Chunming Street!"

The young man was about to struggle. Lin Jingyu stood up and clapped his hands: "Uncle Qiao, I have to ask you to take him to the police station and let him know clearly so that he doesn't cause trouble later."

"Okay, Ayu, please continue to guard, we will send him to the police station right now."

When the young man heard that he was going to the police station, he struggled even more fiercely.

"I won't go, why should I go, please let me go..."

But the neighborhood on Chunming Street was crowded, so how could they listen to him? Soon the shouting faded away and no one was seen.

Su Chen sat back with peace of mind.

I secretly sighed that the neighbors on Chunming Street were really nice, and then I was stunned. If I rented on Chunming Street after the new year, it would be good, but I don't know how the elementary school here is.

I'll wait until Ayu and the others are free to ask. They are familiar with this area and see where there are houses for rent.

After thinking about it, Su Chen took out the yellow paper and cinnabar and began to draw the peace charm.

Lin Jingyu bought 6 of the ten pictures he drew yesterday, leaving only 4. It is always good to draw more, after all, although drawing talismans consumes Taoist energy, it can also improve Taoism.

The five talismans were completed in one go, and Su Chen's body was stunned.

The little doll in the cloth bag moved, he took it out and put it on his belly, then closed his eyes.

At the intersection of Chunming Street, Kong Aichun got out of the car with red eyes. When he passed Lao Zhang's pot-side paste stall, Lao Zhang was stunned: "Ah Chun, what's wrong with you? You were bullied so early in the morning?"

Kong Aichun shook his head: "It's my sister. She has a tumor on her intestines."

Only then did Lao Zhang remember that yesterday, Hou Shengzi told Sister Achun's fortune and asked them to go to the hospital for examination. Is this the result of the examination?

"Is it a good one or a bad one? I heard it will be fine if it is cut."

"I don't know. I said I have to cut it out and check it before I know. I, I...Old Zhang, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go home and prepare some clothes for my sister."

Lao Zhang nodded subconsciously, and when he saw Kong Aichun walking forward, he remembered: "Hey, Ah Chun, the young man knows Chinese medicine, you can ask later, he will be fine."

Kong Aichun turned around: "What?"

Lao Zhang told her what happened in the morning, and finally said: "I don't know who taught this young boy. He is very powerful. If your sister has a tumor and asks him about it, she will definitely be fine. Don't worry."

"Oh oh oh, okay, I, I'll ask now."

Before Su Chen could integrate the power of merit in his body into his dantian, he noticed a dark shadow falling in front of his eyes.

Opening her eyes, it was Aunt Chun.

Kong Aichun eagerly handed over 20 yuan: "Master, please help me figure it out. Is my sister's tumor good or bad? Is it dangerous to do surgery? By the way, you also have medical skills. Can you not do surgery?" Just take medicine?”

Su Chen returned the money to her: "Aunt Chun, didn't you come and settle things yesterday? Go to the hospital in time and you'll be fine."

"Yes, but the doctor signed the surgery document for me. There are many dangers. If you are not careful, you may..."

As he spoke, Kong Aichun glanced at the peace talisman on the table and his eyes lit up: "Master, what kind of talisman is yours?"

"Peace Talisman."

"Can my sister wear it? Can it keep her safe?"

Su Chen laughed dryly: "Aunt Chun, your sister is really fine."

Seeing Kong Aichun's insistence, he had no choice but to say: "Really Aunt Chun, instead of giving your sister a peace charm, it's better for me to draw a health charm for her to help her recover after the operation."

"Then I want both. It's safer."

Su Chen: "..."

Okay, have money and be willful.

He picked up the brush and quickly drew a health charm. Kong Aichun paid the money, put the treasure away, and his eyes were no longer red. He returned to the wool shop with satisfaction. After a while, he led a young woman out and hurried to the street. Walk.

Su Chen put away the forty yuan, thought about it, and opened the red envelope given by the man before, 52.

Bao Hongfeng from Cuicheng seems to always like to end with 2. He raised his eyebrows, put them away, and then continued to practice with eyes, nose, nose and mind.

All morning, there was gongs and drums playing at Ye Ji Noodle House, and in the alley behind me at Grandma’s house, the whole Chunming Street was very lively, and some people with poor concentration could not help but feel irritable.

However, when passers-by walked to the fortune-telling stall, they unexpectedly felt a moment of tranquility.

He looked carefully at the talismans on the fortune-telling stall, then looked at Su Chen, and was quickly scared away by the 20th time.

At noon, Su Chen opened his eyes hungrily.

Well, the range of sensing the breath is a bit wider.

Lao Liao opposite is a bit smelly. Has he not taken a shower for a few days?

Everyone is pretty clean and not full of yin, which is good.

Well, the pancakes in front are so delicious.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Chen got up and went over to buy a pancake, and then went to Lao Xu's noodle shop where A Biao often went and ordered a bowl of noodles.

The food in the store is indeed more expensive than the ones at the stalls, but there are two extra pieces of meat, so a bowl of noodles costs one yuan, but the taste is really good, no wonder A Biao eats it often.

After Su Chen finished eating, he simply went to the incense shop. When Old Man Zhong saw him, a smile immediately broke out on his face.

"Master is here?"

Su Chen laughed: "Uncle Zhong, please stop teasing me. Just call me Xiao Su."

"I heard that you found the body of Awang from Old Ye. Hey, Old Ye was looking forward to Awang's return every day. I knew something was wrong. I thought Awang must have had an accident."

"You don't know, everyone wanted to go to Southeast Asia to make a lot of money, but how dangerous is the sea? The big waves will capsize the boat easily. Even if you go to Southeast Asia, how you work and how you live is also a problem. Awang is a child. I am afraid of things, but I never thought that the child would not get on the boat..."

Old Man Zhong sighed for a while, and then asked Su Chen: "What do you want to buy, Xiao Su? Or yellow paper cinnabar?"

"Well, I have consumed some in the past two days, and I need to replenish it. By the way, Uncle Zhong, do you have lightning-struck wood or something?"

Old Man Zhong turned around and took out yellow paper cinnabar, and smiled at him: "How can I have that thing in my store? But I know where someone makes dragon horns, but that thing is mostly useless, just for show."

Su Chen laughed dryly.

Old Man Zhong took out the cinnabar again, and then paused: "But I heard someone say before that there seems to be an old tree on Longshan Mountain that was struck by lightning, but I don’t know where it is. Longshan is high and the mountain is big, so it’s not easy to find."

What a coincidence? It’s also Longshan?

Su Chen asked: "Uncle Zhong, do you remember who said that?"

"Oh, that must have been two or three months ago. It was October or September at that time. I heard it and joked that it was rare to have thunder in this month... I think about it, he must have come to the store to buy stuff, I think about it..."

Suddenly, Uncle Zhong waved his hands excitedly: "I remember, Xiao Cai!"

"Xiao Cai?"

Who?

Does he live on Chunming Street too?

"Hey, it's the Xiao Cai you saved earlier, the one who performed the ritual."

After hearing this, Su Chen suddenly realized: "Master Cai Zhengqing?"

"Yes, yes, that's him!"