Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

"Master, where is the master?"

The moment the old man with a gray beard rushed over, Wang Haitao started the car and went down the mountain.

The old man's eyes turned around and soon fell on Sanyu. He was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Senior nephew Sanyu?"

"Just... was it you who took action?"

Sanyu smiled bitterly: "Uncle Zhuang, you think too highly of me. If I have such ability, why would I invite you over to discuss things?"

The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief: "Let me tell you, none of my disciples have this ability. If Lao Fei's nephew has this ability, wouldn't I be overpowered by him?"

Sanyu's mouth twitched.

Haha~

Are you still under pressure by my uncle?

How many times have you been defeated?

Only your apprentice can brag.

"Well, nephew, have you seen the master? Where is he?"

Sanyu pointed to the end of the road: "We're going down the mountain."

"Why don't you keep him? That's a senior who can lay out thunder formations. I still want to ask him for advice."

The old man jumped for a while.

Sanyu shrugged: "I don't know him either, that's the key."

After all, he is also a disciple of a famous family. He has always only been able to talk to others, so how can he rush to get to know people?

"You, you, you..." The old Taoist blew his beard and glared in anger, and finally stamped his feet, "Why did Chunyang Palace accept such an arrogant person like you? It's really... it makes me angry!"

He turned around and stared at Zhou Ju.

"Who is that? Do you know the senior who just set up the formation?"

Director Zhou received an emergency call to find these people last night. Naturally, he also learned that these were long-established masters and did not dare to be disrespectful.

But Su Chen is also a master and a local from Cuicheng. As the leader of the advisory group he prepared, he naturally has to protect him.

Those who can govern are all human beings. Director Zhou quickly pulled his gray beard and said: "You are Master Zhuang Yanzhuang, right? That man has something urgent to do. If you want to thank him, why don't I go back and ask him if he has any So, how about saving a meal?”

Zhuang Yan plucked his beard: "Do you know that senior? From Cuicheng? From the Lushan sect?"

Director Zhou laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, I really don't know this."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Ming led people to carry out two corpses.

He looked at Zhou Ju, who quickly smiled apologetically at Zhuang Yan and left.

"Zhou Bureau, this master named Li Song is dead. It is said that he was struck to death by lightning."

"Is it also on the list?"

After receiving a positive reply, Director Zhou sighed: "Take it back first. Where is the other deceased?"

"His name is Li Mingyang. Captain Lin recognized him. He is the younger brother of Li Jianbin, a recent boss in Cuicheng."

"Their youngest brother Li Wenyu died, and these masters were kidnapped just to bring him back to life."

Director Zhou frowned: "Is it that simple?"

Zhang Ming shook his head slightly and lowered his voice: "I heard that Li Wenyu's body was exhumed before, and several masters vomited blood after working together to suppress it. Captain Lin and I both feel that this matter needs to be seen by the masters."

As he spoke, Zhang Ming looked around: "Where is the master?"

Zhou Ju was helpless: "It's time to go down the mountain."

Zhang Ming was stunned and sighed helplessly: "Master definitely doesn't want to get involved in the follow-up matters, otherwise he would stay."

"Bureau Zhou, we'd better ask Li Jianbin to cooperate with the investigation."

Director Zhou nodded: "You arrange the manpower here, we will go back to the bureau first."

Cai Zhengqing was helped out by Zhang Qiang. He looked at the gloomy sky and said in a daze: "Aqiang, if we survive the catastrophe, we will be lucky in the future."

Zhang Qiang nodded affirmatively and turned around to thank Lin Jingchun and the others.

"Why are you thanking us? If you want to thank us, let's thank Master."

"Master, which master?"

Cai Zhengqing finally remembered the expert the gray-bearded old man next to him said before, and looked around hurriedly.

Lin Jingchun was helpless: "Which master can there be in Chunming Street?"

Cai Zhengqing: "???"

Is Su Chen that strong?

You said in your heart that you wanted to worship him and he came? So awesome?

Zhang Ming came over: "Which one of you is Zhang Qiang?"

Zhang Qiangwei raised his hand.

Zhang Ming patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you, Comrade Zhang Qiang. If something hadn't happened to you, Zigu wouldn't have asked the masters to help save you. We would have to blind these masters to save them."

Zhang Qiang blinked blankly: "Ah...ah?"

Cai Zhengqing also stared in shock.

"Zi Gu?!"

Zhang Ming was confused: "Is there any problem?"

"Haha, no problem, no problem."

After Lin Jingchun and Zhang Ming walked away, Cai Zhengqing took a closer look at his apprentice.

"Are you worshiping Zigu these days?"

Zhang Qiang nodded.

Cai Zhengqing touched his chin: "Can it be true that if you worship devoutly, you will be protected by God?"

He rolled his eyes.

He thought: The old Taoist said before that Zi Gu doesn't have much ability. As expected, we need to ask the master to come and help.

I'd better choose a more powerful one.

Well, Emperor Huaguang, it’s you!

On the other side, Wang Haitao drove Su Chen to Chunming Street and got off the car happily, shopping along the way.

When I arrived in front of the hardware store, I was already holding a pile of food in my hands.

Su Chen didn't see A Biao and Lin Jingyu, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, counted them with his fingers, and sat down with a smile.

Wang Haitao wiped his hands on his pants, picked up a little book on the bookstall and flipped through it. He caught a glimpse of his smile and wondered: "Is there anything good about it?"

"Well, good thing."

After a while, Lin Jingyu came back.

"Brother, where did you go just now? Something happened to Brother Biao."

The old god Su Chen is here: "Good luck and misfortune depend on each other. Only when something goes wrong can you embrace a beautiful woman, right?"

Lin Jingyu gave a thumbs up.

"I really can't hide anything from you."

"Let me tell you, if Brother Biao risked his life to block the knife, who could stand it?"

He didn't hide it. He told A Biao that in the morning A Biao found A Kui being robbed. The man got jealous while it was still early in the day. A Biao went to rescue him and was stabbed in the arm. He successfully subdued the gangster.

"Our sister-in-law is really tough. If Brother Biao hadn't come to rescue her, the gangster's descendants would have been cut off, but she is definitely injured."

Lin Jingyu sighed as he spoke: "Hey, it's the New Year. They all say that if you have money but don't have money, you can go home to celebrate the New Year. But some people just want to make a windfall to celebrate the New Year. Everyone has to be careful."

He said this to the vendors around him, and everyone nodded in unison.

It happened that Chai Daqian and his son came in pushing a loaded cart, and Lao Liao saw them.

"Lao Chai, are you really planning to open on the 25th? Are you ready to open now?"

Chai Daqian nodded: "It's a bit late, but Master Su has already calculated his life. If I don't know how to make a fortune, wouldn't that be stupid?"

His son Chai Jianpeng smiled at Lao Liao: "Uncle Liao, you haven't bought any clothes for the New Year yet? Come back to my store and I'll give you a discount."

Lao Liao was startled, smiled dryly and nodded: "Hey, okay, okay."

He didn't think about it until the cart passed by.

Hey.

I have clothes to wear, what should I buy?

But they all agreed...

Hey, I'll just buy a sweater or something later, I guess it won't be expensive.

Thinking this way, Lao Liao also felt distressed.

Lin Jingyu saw this and nodded secretly.

This Brother Chai knows how to do business.

Turning his head to look at Wang Haitao at his stall, he was stunned: "Brother? Don't you want to introduce me?"

"Wang Haitao, from Northeast China, we just met."

As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, Wang Haitao held Lin Jingyu's hand warmly: "You are Brother Su Tianshi, and you will be my brother from now on. I live in the corner of Changbai Mountain. If you want ginseng or something in the future, come to me. I’ll send it to you, that’s enough!”

Lin Jingyu smiled dryly and nodded, and after a long pause, he took out his hand: "Hello, hello, my surname is Lin, Lin Jingyu."

Before he could say that he wanted to treat the guests as a courtesy to the landlord, a timid voice sounded from behind.

"Uncle, I, I only have one piece, can I ask you to tell your fortune?"