Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

The old man glanced at Song Shishi with disgust.

"Should I ask you not to go out at night?"

"I became blind at a young age."

"Didn't you see such big words?"

"Fuyi...this is a sign of expression."

Song Shishi chuckled twice, scratched her ears, and took a bite of the steamed bun fiercely: "There's no wording on this, so who would know?"

The old man ignored her and silently ate the steamed buns while walking behind Su Chen to read his writing.

Song Shishi glanced a few times and walked to Xiao Liu'er.

"Isn't it just that the handwriting is better? Look at grandpa's expression..."

In his early years, the old man's hands were used to carry guns and cannons. Later, when he stabilized, he was organized and arranged to learn literacy. As his ideological consciousness improved, his handwriting was like a dog crawling.

Song Shishi felt that she was influenced by the old man. Although she had a beautiful face, her handwriting was similar to that of a dog. She was very depressed, so when she taught Xiao Liu'er a child, she never gave any guidance and asked Xiao Liu'er to practice according to the words in the book. Avoid disaster.

"I think this character is not as beautiful as Xiao Liu'er's writing."

The old man raised his head and glared at Song Shishi.

"I'm old and there's nothing wrong with my ears..."

Su Chen finished writing the last few words with a smile, folded them, and motioned for Xiao Liu'er to come forward.

Song Shishi and the old man hurriedly put down the steamed buns and looked at Su Chen nervously.

"You two, stand back a little. There should be some bad news coming later."

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay, okay."

The old man hurriedly pulled Song Shishi back to the counter.

Seeing Su Chen nodding, he nervously clasped his old hand.

Song Shishi raised her voice: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Liuer, we are all here."

Xiao Liuer raised the corners of her mouth, and her shallow dimples made her look even sweeter.

Su Chen looked at her carefully, then flipped his hand, and the folded note ignited.

In the old man's sight, the yellow paper turned into ashes in an instant, and the smoke formed by burning dissipated in the blink of an eye. But under Su Chen's eyes, the expression quickly turned into a ray of light, shooting straight towards the north.

In the main hall of the City God's Temple, the statue of Lord Bolu with lowered eyes shimmered with light. The Taoist priest guarding the temple felt something and raised his head in confusion. What he saw was still the familiar statue without any change.

He scratched his head and continued to wipe the altar table.

In the Yin Division under the main hall, someone from Yin quickly presented the form.

"Which Taoist priest does it belong to?"

"Su Chen, from Cuicheng."

Marquis Bolu was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly: "It's that Taoist Su!"

Realizing that he was too excited, he coughed lightly and quickly looked at Biaowen.

The expression unfolded in the air, and shot into his eyes word by word.

Marquis Bolu narrowed his eyes: "Oh? This incident happened under my jurisdiction. Where is Judge Wen?"

Inside the teahouse, a gloomy wind suddenly rose.

Song Shishi and the old man subconsciously tightened their clothes.

Xiao Liuer's body also trembled slightly. The little girl pursed her lips and said nothing, still standing upright.

The cold wind stopped, and a figure appeared beside the table. It was Judge Wen.

Su Chen stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty the Judge!"

"Dao Zhang Su, is this the one who had his life changed?"

"yes."

The judge threw the pen in his hand, and the pen slid down from Xiao Liu'er's head. On the document in the judge's hand, Xiao Liu'er's portrait appeared bit by bit.

The judge's pen finished drawing all of Xiao Liu'er's feet, and then flew to the center of Xiao Liu'er's eyebrows. After a little while, the portrait on the document began to vibrate, change and twist...

The destiny book appeared in front of the judge and he quickly opened it.

In the eyes of the old man and Song Shishi, Su Chen and Xiao Liu'er stood like this.

The waiting time was a bit long. Song Shishi couldn't bear it. She tugged at the corner of the old man's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, can you see that... Mr. Judge?"

The old man shook her hand away in disgust.

"You can't even see it, how can I possibly see it?"

Song Shishi felt aggrieved: "Don't you always say that you have half a foot in the coffin, which is equivalent to half a ghost? Are you not from the same family?"

elder:"……"

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry!

Rolling his eyes secretly, he took a few deep breaths and forced a smile.

"I knew you wanted me to die early so that you could inherit my inheritance..."

Song Shishi: "How many taels of moldy tea?"

The old man pinched his penis and turned his head to stare deathly.

Song Shishi took two steps back and waved her hand: "Don't worry, I don't like tea, so I won't compete with you."

no.

Why is the eldest granddaughter of someone else's family so cute, sensible and considerate?

My own...

"ah!"

Xiao Liuer's soft exclamation made the old man's anger disappear instantly.

He quickly looked towards Xiao Liu'er.

I saw that the little girl's body, which had always been upright, was slightly tilted at this moment.

The old man subconsciously took two steps forward, met Su Chen's eyes, and stepped back.

"What's wrong with Xiao Liu'er? Hey, Su, are you okay?"

Song Shishi saw Xiao Liu'er putting her hands on her back and hurriedly said something.

Su Chen didn't reply. Xiao Liu'er's little hands pressed everywhere on her body, and she quickly turned around in surprise: "Sister, my body doesn't hurt anymore!"

"real?!"

"Yeah, it hurt here, here, and here before, but it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Master is so awesome!"

Xiao Liu'er couldn't help grinning.

The old man and Song Shishi were both stunned, and their eyes quickly turned red again.

They had no idea that Xiao Liuer had pain in these places before.

Xiao Liuer is really... so tolerant and so sensible.

Su Chen saluted Judge Wen again: "Thank you, Judge, for your insight!"

Judge Wen waved his hand: "My Yin Division made an oversight. Where is Song Shishi?"

Su Chen pointed at Song Shishi.

The judge's pen in Wen's hand flew over and touched Song Shishi's eyebrows.

He nodded quickly, and the judge's pen flew back, correcting the previously changed life span in the life book.

The matter was over, and Wen, the judge, bowed to Su Chen and his figure slowly disappeared.

The coldness in the teahouse dissipated bit by bit.

Song Shishi and the old man found that the goose bumps on the back of their hands disappeared, and they also guessed a little bit, and hurriedly approached Xiao Liu'er.

"Master Su, has Xiao Liu'er's life been exchanged?"

"Grandpa, are you stupid? How can Xiao Liu'er be in good health if it is not exchanged?"

Song Shishi's hand groped Xiao Liu'er's body for a while, and fell on her left leg. Most of the joy disappeared, and her eyes were red again.

"Damn beast, if they hadn't exchanged Xiao Liu'er's life, how could Xiao Liu'er lose a leg."

Xiao Liu'er is a girl.

Song Shishi felt sadder and sadder.

She felt sad even if she had a pimple on her face. I really don’t know how Xiao Liu’er managed to survive all these years.

The old man sighed: "Shishi, don’t say anything. The current situation is already very good."

He didn’t ask for anything else.

It would be fine if the two children lived to old age in peace.

Xiao Liu’er nodded heavily: "Yes, sister, I am already very satisfied that I am healthy."

"As for the legs..."

"The prosthesis is good. I can walk and jog without any problem."

Song Shishi sniffed: "It doesn’t look good~"

"You, you!" Her ears were pulled up by the old man, "Do you have to make Xiao Liu’er sad? Do you have any sense?"

Song Shishi was so angry that she shut up.

Su Chen sat down again: "Xiao Liu’er, come here."

The three looked at him together.

Song Shishi became alert: "What are you doing?"

She was immediately hit on the forehead by the old man.

"Hey, old man, you..."

"Her legs can be cured, but it will take a long time."

"Maybe one year, maybe two years, the calf can grow back."

Song Shishi was stunned holding her head.

Then she jumped three feet high.

"What?!"

"You said Xiao Liu'er's calf can grow back?!"

"Is it true?!"