Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

After Su Chen finished his calculation, he looked at the woman in surprise.

"What's wrong? Did my daughter... get into trouble?"

The woman trembled uncontrollably as she spoke.

Su Chen shook his head.

"She's fine, it's just that the location..."

"What's wrong with the location? Is it far away? Don't worry, I will pick up my daughter no matter how far it is, you tell me."

Su Chen: "Very close, only seven or eight hundred meters from here."

The woman was stunned, her face full of disbelief.

"How could it be?"

Old Song was also very surprised when he heard it.

Seven or eight hundred meters?

Wouldn't she have been locked up since she was a child?

Otherwise, she would have been discovered anyway.

No.

They had stopped looking for the child a long time ago, and maybe they really had lost their way.

After a brief surprise, the woman quickly stood up with a smile: "Which direction is seven or eight hundred meters? Tell me quickly, I'll go now."

"I'll take you there."

Su Chen stood up, bound the mother and son into the ghost path, and soon appeared under a dilapidated old building.

The woman and the fat boy were both very surprised to enter the ghost world. When they saw the familiar old building, their eyes widened.

The fat boy reacted quickly: "Wow, Uncle Immortal is really amazing!"

The woman realized it later and changed her address: "Master, this..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw a short figure carrying a bucket with both hands. Seeing them, the girl was shocked, her eyes flickered, and she instinctively stepped back.

While retreating, she couldn't help but observe Su Chen and the other two.

Then her eyes were alert, and she opened her mouth to call for help, but found that she couldn't make any sound at all.

She widened her eyes in surprise.

The girl's face was very thin and her chin was very pointed, but her facial features were very prominent, especially her thick eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, which looked very much like a woman. She was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket that didn't fit her, and her cotton-padded pants were rolled up several times, with many traces of mending on them.

The fat boy pointed at her and asked in surprise: "Uncle Shenxian, is this my sister?"

Seeing Su Chen nodded, he rushed over like a cannonball.

"Sister, are you really my sister?"

"Sister, you are too thin. I will buy you some hot sausage in the future, okay?"

"Sister..."

Before she finished her words, she heard the woman burst into a thunderous cry.

"My Yuebao!"

"You are really my Yuebao!"

The girl was entangled by the two of them and was at a loss. Her eyes changed from initial vigilance to surprise, and then to a daze. She blinked and found that she could speak. She stammered and asked: "You...did you recognize the wrong person?"

"No, Yuebao, I am my mother."

"Look at my mother's eyes and eyebrows, are they the same as yours?"

"Yuebao, I'm sorry, Yuebao, it's all my fault. If I hadn't taken you with me when I went out, you wouldn't have gotten lost. Yuebao, forgive me..."

The noise attracted the people inside.

"Who are you? What are you doing with Qiqi?"

"Look at them like this, are they human traffickers?"

The woman waved her hands: "No, no, I'm not a human trafficker. My home is nearby, No. 72 Jiangling Road. You can go check. I lost my daughter ten years ago and couldn't find her no matter how hard I tried..."

She suddenly remembered: "No, I came here to look for her ten years ago, but at that time..."

The woman grabbed the hand of the aunt who was talking: "Sister, why is Yuebao here? I looked for her ten years ago, but she was obviously not here..."

Seeing that she looked a little crazy, the people around were alert and curious.

One person explained: "This is not Yuebao, her name is Qiqi, the daughter of the Zheng family, who is said to be a disaster star, making the family a mess all day long, and she was sent here to live four years ago."

The woman was surprised: "Yuebao lives here alone?"

"How old is she? Is there no one to take care of her?!"

When it comes to this, the onlookers immediately start talking.

"Why else would you say Qiqi is pitiful? Her father doesn't love her, and the Zheng family only gives her some rice every month, not a penny."

"That's right, thanks to the help of Mrs. Zhao and Sister Meihong, she has survived all these years."

The woman hurriedly checked the girl's hands and found that they were covered with frostbite and cracks, and she howled again.

The fat boy Xiaoxiang also sobbed and wiped his tears.

"Sister, I will give you all the delicious food in the future, okay?"

Everyone looked at each other in surprise.

"No, Qiqi is really your lost daughter?"

"You know what, I didn't notice before, Qiqi's eyebrows and eyes are really similar to hers."

"How is it similar? I didn't see it, don't be fooled."

"She is really my daughter," the woman wiped her tears and pointed at Su Chen: "The master helped me to find her through fortune-telling."

"Master?" Someone looked at Su Chen carefully and laughed, "Sister, you said this guy is a master? I'm afraid you were cheated, right? How much money did he cheat you out of?"

Xiao Xiang put his hands on his waist and pouted: "You are not allowed to say that Uncle Shenxian is a liar, Uncle Shenxian is a god, he will emit golden light!"

Golden light?

Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

Finally, I know why this kid insisted that he was a god.

I'm afraid he happened to see it when he was doing good deeds.

Everyone took the child's words as a joke, and they were even happier after listening to it, and teased Xiao Xiang for a while.

The little guy was happy to explain before, but as more and more people asked questions with a smile, he also sensed Qian Qian’s malice and stamped his feet and kept silent.

The woman saw this and wiped her tears: "Whether it is true or not, call the police and DNA test will be fine."

"You dare to call the police?"

Everyone was unhappy and looked at the woman carefully.

A middle-aged man came over and asked about the situation. He looked at Su Chen again: "Recently, I have heard that there is a Taoist priest who is very powerful and looks young. You..."

He turned to ask the woman: "Sister, are you serious? Do you really want to call the police?"

Seeing the woman nod, he nodded: "Then let's go to the police station together."

He should be a little majestic among the crowd. When he spoke, everyone nodded subconsciously.

Then the middle-aged man asked who was free and asked two or three people to accompany him.

It was dinner time, and every household had to cook, but some people liked to watch the fun, so six people went.

On the way to the police station, Su Chen's mobile phone rang.

It was a call from home.

He said simply and heard a gurgling sound.

Turning around, Xiaoxiang was holding his stomach.

His other hand was tightly held by the woman, and the woman's other hand was holding the girl.

When they were about to reach the police station, they passed a noodle shop and Su Chen went in and ordered three bowls of noodles.

When he went in with the noodles, the woman was crying and anxiously explaining the whole story to the police comrade, who looked embarrassed.

"Can you do DNA identification if you want to?"

"Besides, can you be accurate as a fortune teller? This is nonsense, a waste of police force, don't you understand?"

"I didn't, Qiqi is really my daughter, I beg you..." The woman almost knelt down.

Su Chen coughed twice, and she relaxed, turned her head aggrievedly: "Master~"

The police comrade saw Su Chen and looked him up and down.

"Are you the fortune teller?"

"Do you know that you are engaging in feudal superstition? Believe it or not, I will handcuff you directly?"

Su Chen put the noodles on the table and motioned Xiaoxiang and the girl to go over to eat together.

Then he slowly took out his ID.

"I don't believe it!"