Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Due to the crowd's blockage and Su Chen's strength, the young man finally gave up the 140.

When he took the notebook to collect the photos, he was still aggrieved, but he only dared to whisper:

"A robber, just a robber!"

"I really don't know why Brother Yan would recommend me to come to your place for fortune telling, bah~"

Brother Yan?

Su Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, not recognizing him.

As soon as he put away the money, he heard Huang Nansong ask in a low voice: "Dao Zhang Su, has this young man really had seven partners?"

"It doesn't look like it?" Su Chen asked him funny.

Huang Nansong nodded: "He said he was a college student. I originally thought he was quite smart, but looking at it... his mind is not clear at all."

"I don't think he had much dealings with his seven partners?"

Su Chen nodded: "Well, I must have met him a few times."

"He has to go to work, meet each other, understand their conditions, and select the best 7 girls out of hundreds. How can he have extra time and thought to get along well with them?"

Huang Nansong thought about it.

"Dao Zhang Su, you don't seem to hate him too much?"

"Hate it?" Su Chen smiled, "No matter what the world is, there are many people like this."

"Striving for the greatest benefit for oneself under limited conditions, although utilitarianism is strong, but as he said, he did not mess with the relationship between men and women. There is nothing wrong with it. Why waste your energy on hating it?"

Although in the end I wanted to default on the bill and even threatened him, but...

He is really poor.

Most of my salary over the past few years has been sent home.

If you take this 140, I'm afraid he will remember it for the rest of his life.

After two exchanges, Huang Nansong also noticed it.

Although this Taoist Master Su is really a master and even raises a white dragon, he is really arrogant and always answers questions, and he is very friendly.

He was fine at the moment, so he simply pulled up a chair and sat in front of Su Chen and started chatting.

From what the young man's future wife might be like, to the gangsters often surrounding the children at the construction site, to the renovation of the City God Temple, and finally to the crew filming the movie.

Of course, Huang Nansong was almost all talking, and the people around him occasionally chatted with each other. Su Chen nodded twice, indicating that he listened.

Just as he was talking cheerfully, some taxis stopped.

A slovenly man got out of the car. He had a chicken coop on his head and a pair of bloodshot eyes. He looked up at the teahouse sign curiously. After confirming it, he looked at Su Chen carefully and asked in a low voice: " Are you... Daoist Su?"

Su Chen raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes narrowed instantly.

The man's body clearly carried the aura of death and evil.

These two together...

"Have you been in contact with corpses recently?"

The man's heart skipped a beat and he nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, it's my dad."

"My dad fell down a few days ago and was sent to the hospital but could not be saved, so we held a funeral. Yesterday we sent him to the funeral parlor for cremation," the man explained. "But the funeral parlor had a lot of corpses these days, so we had to queue up. Then yesterday Early in the morning..."

Su Chen: "The body has been raised?"

Huang Nansong and the others shrank their necks silently and looked at each other.

Raise the body?

Wouldn't that be... a zombie? !

While several people were scared, their eyes also shone with curiosity.

When the man heard Su Chen's words, his mouth felt bitter.

"Really, is it really a corpse?"

"My son said that many people have faked their own deaths. My dad faked his own death. Mr. Su, couldn't my dad fake his own death and come back to life?"

"No!" Su Chen looked calm and asked, "Who asked you to come here?"

"Oh, his surname is Zhao. He says he hangs around here. Everyone calls him Brother Kun."

Zhao Yukun.

Su Chen thought they were the people from the evil spirits removal team.

"You were able to come here because you actually had a guess in your mind."

"Are you looking for me to deal with your father?"

The man's shoulders slumped.

His eyes were a little moist, and he blinked several times before he choked and asked, "Well, Daoist Su, my dad can speak and eat now, but his temper is not very good. What if..."

Su Chen said with a straight face: "I have seen corpses turn into zombies in Cuicheng. Because he has to wait for his son to return, he controls his emotions very well every day. He can even open a shop to welcome customers and cook noodles for them..."

The man's eyes lit up: "What do you mean..."

Su Chen poured cold water on him directly: "That's because his obsession is to wait for his son to return. What about your father's obsession?"

"Obsession?" The man was stunned.

"Well, usually when corpses turn into zombies, it's because the deceased has an obsession and doesn't want to leave no matter what, so the soul is trapped in the body, causing the corpse to turn into zombies."

"Do you know what your father is obsessed with?"

The man laughed dryly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He, of course he knew.

Before the old man fell down, what he was thinking about was his eldest brother and his family who had returned to the city.

It was clear that he wanted to marry a wife in the countryside, but now it is said to be his fault. Not only does he have to give up the house he was assigned, but he is also asked to help arrange work for his elder brother, sister-in-law and nephew.

How capable can he be?

It's impossible.

Because he couldn't help them, he felt guilty and secretly gave the 20,000 he had saved to his elder brother. After his wife found out, they once wanted a divorce. Instead of feeling sorry for him, his father thought he had hundreds of thousands in savings and wanted all of it. Hand it over, otherwise you will not recognize him as his son...

Thinking of the dilemma he suffered a while ago, the man gradually calmed down.

Especially when I thought about the funeral after his father passed away, his eldest brother basically didn't show up, and he didn't even pay a penny, which made me feel even calmer.

"Dao Zhang Su, I understand."

Su Chen nodded: "Where is he? Is he still in the funeral home?"

"Yes, I originally wanted to take my dad home after he woke up, but my eldest brother and sister-in-law didn't agree."

When the man said this, he paused again.

My brother and sister-in-law’s reasons are also very absurd.

It is said that it is unlucky for the dead to enter the house.

At first, he thought that his brother and sister-in-law were worried about him and cared about him, but they turned around and said that his family would definitely be given to them in the future, which was taboo for them when they came back from the countryside.

Opening the car door, the man asked Su Chen to get in the car. After the car started to move, he asked in a low voice: "Priest Su, will a person's temperament change after he dies?"

"You want to ask, will people still be partial after death?"

The man smiled bitterly and sniffed.

"I, I just..."

"He will be partial." Su Chen replied affirmatively, "And because of his obsession, if he still can't get what he wants, he may become evil and turn into a ghost."

The man's expression changed.

"Will even my grandson be harmed?" he asked softly.

Seeing Su Chen nod, the man's face instantly lost all color.

He lowered his eyes silently, not knowing what he thought of. He quietly wiped his eyes and looked out the window again, staring blankly at the passing buildings.

When we arrived at the funeral home, the sky was a little gray.

When he saw Zhao Yukun at the door, Su Chen glanced at the people around him.

"Taoist Su!" Zhao Yukun quickly threw the cigarette on the ground, twisted it, and came forward, "Are you really here?"

"Who died?" Su Chen asked.

"A brother in the club, whom I just joined and I'm not familiar with, jumped from the building in the afternoon. The boss suspected that there was something fishy. Let's just watch and wait for the professionals to come and check."

Zhao Yukun said something and then introduced the person next to him: "Taoist Su, this is Fang Hongtao. Brother Tao, this is the Taoist Su I told you!"

Fang Hongtao and Su Chen nodded slightly, took out a cigarette and handed it over with a smile.

"Taoist Priest, is that old man really a zombie?"

"I took a sneak peek just now, and it felt like he had fangs in his mouth."