Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Lin Jingyu and Wang Haitao looked at the same time and saw a little boy with a thin body and sallow skin.

He looked no more than seven or eight years old. Because he was too thin, his eyes looked very big, with clear black and white.

His little hands were tightly holding a stack of money at the moment.

At the bottom was a two-cent note, and on top were ten-cent notes.

Old Liao was upset about the money he was about to spend, and waved his hand unhappily: "Go away, go away, what's your life like, little kid? Isn't this nonsense? You still don't have money."

The little boy was chased away by Old Liao, and subconsciously shrank his neck and stepped back several steps.

"Uncle Liao." Lin Jingyu shouted: "Don't scare the child."

Old Liao laughed dryly.

"Who, who knows if she is here to cause trouble? I just said it casually."

Lin Jingyu walked over, squatted in front of the little boy, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, son, tell uncle why you want to tell fortunes?"

The little boy pursed his lips, lowered his head, and held the seam of his pants tightly with one hand, whispering: "Grandma, grandma said that my sister is unlucky, but my sister is the best to me, I, I don't want her to leave~"

Lin Jingyu suddenly realized: "I understand, your family wants to send your sister away, you come to tell fortunes, do you want to prove that your sister will not, and want to keep her?"

The little boy didn't look up, but nodded slowly: "Sister, sister has already run away in anger~"

"Okay, uncle will pay for you."

Wang Haitao raised his eyebrows, closed the comic book, and came to Su Chen: "This brother... a boy who spreads money?"

Su Chen smiled bitterly: "Brother Yu, you don't have to pay."

"That won't work, buddy, you still have to support the family, I'll pay for this money, anyway, I don't need it..."

"I won't count."

The rest of Lin Jingyu's words were stuck in his throat, looking at Su Chen in disbelief, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"What, what?"

Su Chen glanced at the little boy: "I won't help him count."

"Why?!"

Not only Lin Jingyu asked this question, Wang Haitao and Lao Liao were also confused at this moment.

Wang Haitao looked at the little boy carefully for a few times, and asked in a low voice: "Liu Xian Liu Xian, is there something wrong with this kid?"

Liu Xian didn't reply.

Lin Jingyu was anxious.

But he was still rational despite his anxiety.

"Brother, I know you are definitely not doing this for money, so what is the reason?"

Aunt Li was also puzzled: "Yes, Master Su, this child looks so pitiful, can't you help him?"

"And from what his sister said, it seems that she is disgusted with the fact that there are too many girls in the family and wants to give him away."

Su Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "She treats you very well, right? Are you doing her justice by being so obedient?"

The little boy raised his head suddenly, looked at Su Chen in horror, his lips trembled, and shook his head repeatedly: "I, I don't want to, I don't want to."

Then he took two steps back: "I, I don't, forget it!"

He turned around and rushed to the street corner.

"Hey, hey, wait, explain clearly~" Lin Jingyu hurriedly stood up to chase, but the child disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he had to return disappointed.

Old Liao curled his lips: "Ayu, don't chase her. How could Master Su be wrong? This kid is guilty."

Old Liao smiled at Su Chen and said: "Master Su's eyesight is still good, unlike Ayu, who is stubborn. I was glared at for making a sound."

This made Lin Jingyu laugh dryly.

Su Chen didn't explain much.

After the third eye is opened, as long as you focus on it, you can see fragments of several important nodes in the past, present and future from a person.

Just now, he saw two pictures.

In one picture.

The little boy who escaped from Chunming Street was slapped hard in the alley.

"Waste, I can't do it no matter where you ask your sister!"

He covered his face and asked along the way if anyone had seen a 17 or 18-year-old girl with red spots in the corners of her eyes.

Late at night, he found someone in the corridor of a dilapidated building. He didn't alarm her, but ran home quickly.

Soon, he and his men tied the girl up tightly and sent her to the shed of an old man who was drinking, in exchange for 500 yuan.

The moment they got the money, they all smiled.

The little boy's smile was very bright, and his eyes were still black and white under the dim tungsten light.

Another scene was that Ayu found the shed, gave the old man money, rescued the girl, and arranged a job for her.

But soon, the girl was found by the little boy, and her salary was taken away by her family again. The salary was not enough to fill their appetite, and they also threatened Ayu at home. Ayu refused to give it and hid the girl. She secretly went home to visit again and continued to be sold.

Su Chen sighed softly.

Some people have their own personalities, and saving them once or twice cannot pull them out of the quagmire.

And whether it is him or Ayu, they can't afford the fate of others for a lifetime.

This is also the reason why he refused to tell fortunes.

It's just that little boy...

Su Chen's eyes deepened.

"Liu Xian, what's going on?"

Wang Haitao saw that Su Chen didn't respond, so he called Liu Xian again.

After a long time, he heard Liu Xian's helpless voice: "The boy didn't come to calculate whether my sister was unlucky, but to calculate her location, and planned to take people to catch her."

Wang Haitao stared: "...Ah?"

After a long time, he muttered in a low voice: "I was wondering why he kept his head down, it turns out he was lying."

"It seems that this is the first time he has done this, and he is uncomfortable."

"Master Su Tianshi is still very powerful. After the revelation, the child will probably change his ways, right?"

He was answered with silence.

"Liu Xian? Liu Xian?"

"Shut up!"

"Uh huh~"

Wang Haitao glared angrily.

What did I say wrong about me?

Why do you keep shutting me up? I bought so much delicious food, but it doesn’t taste good when it’s cold, Liu Xian.

Su Chen turned sideways and glanced at Wang Haitao, who immediately straightened up and gave him a fake smile.

When Su Chen looked away, Wang Haitao was about to cry without tears.

Really.

Liu Xian, your temper is as unpredictable as the weather in June. Do you know that this is not conducive to spiritual practice?

Unfortunately, after complaining for a long time, the seal was still not released, so Wang Haitao had no choice but to open the little book.

That’s all, it’s not the first time anyway, reading and reading.

The little boy asking for fortune telling for one dollar was just an interlude. Within half an hour, A Biao came back, bringing not only A Kui but also an old man with a sad face.

As soon as the old man saw Su Chen, he immediately knelt down.

"Miracle doctor, miraculous doctor, help me."

Wang Haitao: "???"

No, why did he become a miracle doctor again?

He failed to kneel down, but A Biao supported him.

The latter smiled apologetically at Su Chen.

"Brother, I'm sorry. He said he had a very strange disease that couldn't be cured. We found him on the roof and wanted to jump off the building, so we thought we'd bring him here so you could help take a look."

Lin Jingyu raised his eyebrows: "Hey, you are on the roof~"

Akui's face turned red, she glared at Lin Jingyu fiercely, and then smiled dryly at Su Chen: "Master, can you tell what illness he has?"

Wang Haitao curled his lips.

A man of seventy or eighty years old, his kneeling movements just now were quite neat, and he didn't look like he was sick.

Su Chen asked the old man to sit down and sighed: "Two months ago, you picked up a red envelope, right? There were five hundred yuan in it."

The old man was startled and laughed dryly: "Miracle doctor, I came to you for treatment, not..."

"That's borrowing your life."

The old man froze.