Su Chen, whose butt had not even touched the stool, hurriedly stood up, thinking of going forward to help, but before he could take two steps, someone rushed up, turned around and subdued the young man.
"What are you yelling about? Uncle Ye sold the shop to Ah Yu before he died. He even made all the arrangements for the money in his will. There's no share for you. What the hell are you yelling about?"
"That's right, people from the countryside are just ignorant. I guess they don't even know what a will is, right?"
"You're still dreaming of wiping out your entire family? No way!"
"Get lost! You are not welcome in Chunming Street!"
The young man tried to struggle, but Lin Jingyu stood up and clapped his hands, "Uncle Qiao, I'll have to trouble you to take him to the police station so he knows everything clearly and doesn't come back to cause trouble for no reason."
"Okay, Ah Yu, you guys continue to guard him. We'll take him to the police station right away."
When the young man heard that he was going to the police station, he struggled even more violently.
"I'm not going. Why should I go? Let me go..."
But Chunming Street was so crowded, who would listen to him? Soon the shouting faded away, and no one could be seen.
Su Chen sat back down with peace of mind.
I sighed to myself that the neighbors in Chunming Street were really nice, and then I was stunned. If I rent a place in Chunming Street after the New Year, it seems not bad either. I just don’t know how the primary school here is.
I'll wait until A-Yu and the others are free and ask them. They are familiar with this area and can see if there are any houses for rent.
After thinking it over, Su Chen took out yellow paper and cinnabar and began to draw a talisman.
Six of the ten talismans I drew yesterday were bought by Lin Jingyu, leaving only four. It is always good to draw more and stockpile some. After all, although drawing talismans consumes Taoist power, it can also improve one's Taoist practice.
The five talismans were completed in one go, and Su Chen's body paused.
The little doll in the cloth bag moved. He took it out and put it on his stomach, then closed his eyes.
At the intersection of Chunming Street, Kong Aichun got out of the car with red eyes. When she passed Lao Zhang's pot-side porridge stall, Lao Zhang was stunned: "Ah Chun, what's wrong with you? You were bullied so early in the morning?"
Kong Aichun shook her head: "It's my sister. She has a tumor in her intestine."
Old Zhang then remembered that the young man had told Achun's sister's fortune yesterday and asked them to go to the hospital for a check-up. Are the results of the check-up out now?
"Is it good or bad? I heard that if it's good, it will be fine after cutting it off."
"I don't know. They said we have to cut it out and check it out to find out. I, I... Lao Zhang, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go home and prepare some clothes for my sister."
Old Zhang nodded subconsciously. Seeing Kong Aichun walking forward, he suddenly remembered, "Hey, Ah Chun, that young man knows Chinese medicine. You can ask him later. It will be fine."
Kong Aichun turned around: "What?"
Old Zhang told her what happened that morning, and finally said, "I don't know who taught this young man, but he's quite capable. If you ask him about your sister's tumor, he'll definitely be fine. Don't worry."
"Oh oh oh, okay, I, I'll go ask now."
Before Su Chen could integrate the power of merit in his body into his dantian, he noticed a black shadow falling in front of him.
When I opened my eyes, it was Aunt Chun.
Kong Aichun eagerly handed over 20 yuan and said, "Master, please help me calculate whether my sister's tumor is good or bad. Is surgery dangerous? Oh, and since you have medical skills, can we just take medicine instead of surgery?"
Su Chen returned the money to her: "Aunt Chun, didn't you come here to calculate the fortune yesterday? If you go to the hospital in time, you will be fine."
"But, but the doctor asked me to sign the surgery form. There are many dangerous things. If I'm not careful, it might..."
As he was talking, Kong Aichun glanced at the amulet on the table, his eyes lit up: "Master, what kind of amulet is this?"
"Amulet of peace."
"Can my sister wear it? Will it keep her safe?"
Su Chen laughed dryly: "Aunt Chun, your sister will be fine."
Seeing Kong Aichun's insistence, he was helpless: "Really, Aunt Chun, instead of giving your sister a peace amulet, I might as well draw a health amulet to help her recover after the operation."
"Then I'll take both, it's safer."
Su Chen: “…”
Okay, I have money and I can do whatever I want.
He picked up the brush and quickly drew a health talisman. Kong Aichun paid for it, kept it as a treasure, and his eyes were no longer red. He returned to the yarn shop with satisfaction. After a while, he led a young woman out and hurried to the street corner.
Su Chen put away the forty yuan, thought about it, and opened the red envelope given by the man before, 52.
It seems that the red envelopes from Cuicheng always end with 2. He raised his eyebrows, put them away, and then continued to practice with his eyes on the nose and nose on the heart.
All morning, there were drums and gongs being played at Ye Ji Noodle House, and there was also drums and gongs being played at grandma's house in the alley behind. The whole Chunming Street was very lively with sounds, and some people with poor concentration could not help but feel irritated.
However, when passersby walked up to the fortune-telling stall, they unexpectedly felt a moment of tranquility.
He looked carefully at the talisman on the fortune-telling stall, then looked at Su Chen, and was quickly scared away again.
At noon, Su Chen opened his eyes with hunger.
Well, the range of sensing breath is a little wider.
Old Liao across the street smells a bit smelly. Hasn't he taken a shower in a few days?
Everyone is clean and free of negative energy, which is good.
Hmm, the pancakes in front smell so good.
After hesitating for a while, Su Chen got up and bought a pancake, then went to Lao Xu's noodle shop that A Biao often went to and ordered a bowl of noodles.
The things in the store are indeed more expensive than those sold at the stalls. Just put two more pieces of meat in it, and a bowl of noodles costs one dollar. But the taste is really good, no wonder A Biao eats it often.
After eating, Su Chen simply went to the incense and candle shop. When Old Man Zhong saw him, a smile immediately broke out on his face.
"The Master is here?"
Su Chen laughed: "Uncle Zhong, please stop teasing me. Just call me Xiao Su."
"I heard that it was you who found Old Ye's Awang's body. Hey, when Old Ye was looking forward to Awang's return every day, I knew something was wrong. I thought Awang must have been in trouble."
"You don't know, back then everyone wanted to go to Southeast Asia to make a fortune, but the sea was so dangerous. Big waves would easily capsize a small boat. Even if you got to Southeast Asia, how would you work and make a living? Awang was always timid, but, I never thought that the kid would die before even getting on the boat..."
Old Man Zhong sighed for a while, then asked Su Chen: "What do you want to buy, Xiao Su? Still yellow paper and cinnabar?"
"Well, I've consumed some energy these past two days, so I need to replenish it. By the way, Uncle Zhong, do you have any lightning-struck wood or anything?"
Old Man Zhong turned around and took out yellow paper and cinnabar, then smiled at him. "How can I have that stuff in my shop? But I know someone who makes dragon horns, but they're probably useless and just for show."
Su Chen laughed dryly.
Old Man Zhong took out the cinnabar again and paused. "But I did hear someone say before that there seemed to be an old tree on Longshan Mountain that was struck by lightning. I just don't know where it is. Longshan Mountain is high and big, so it's hard to find."
What a coincidence? Also in Longshan?
Su Chen asked: "Uncle Zhong, do you remember who said that?"
"Oh, that must have been at least two or three months ago. It was October or September back then. I even joked about it, saying it was rare to have thunder in that month... I think about it, he must have come to the store to buy some stuff, I think..."
Suddenly, Uncle Zhong waved his hands excitedly: "I remember now, Xiao Cai!"
"Xiao Cai?"
Who is it?
Do you also live on Chunming Street?
"Hey, that's Xiao Cai, the one you saved earlier, the one who performed the ritual."
After hearing this, Su Chen suddenly understood: "Master Cai Zhengqing?"
"Yes, yes, that's him!"