Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen bit the dough sticks into pieces with a "crunch" sound, and then slowly put a spoonful of the pot paste into his mouth. Then he looked at the middle-aged man curiously.

"Uncle, what do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man had already stretched out his hand, and grabbed his right hand holding the dough sticks without saying anything, and squeezed it hard before letting go: "Master, you have to help me."

Old Zhang stretched his ears.

"I've been awakened by nightmares every night recently. When I woke up, I found that there were always rustling sounds in the house. I thought it was a mouse, but I couldn't find it after searching everywhere. Occasionally, there were very creepy calls, which sounded like ghosts~"

The middle-aged man pointed to his dark circles and said, "Master, look at my eyes. I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights. As long as I close my eyes, those sounds appear!"

"My sister came to my house as a guest last night and told me that you helped my niece to escape danger. That's why I came to you for help. Master, please help me calculate whether I accidentally angered someone. Please help me to speak for me. I really didn't mean it. Can I burn paper money for you?"

Su Chen laughed when he heard this.

This is really desperate.

Don't you usually go directly to someone who can do things in this situation? Why did you go to a fortune teller like him?

He looked at the middle-aged man carefully again and comforted him:

"Uncle, don't worry about the others. If you really angered someone, it definitely wasn't that guy in the underground."

The man was stunned: "What, what do you mean?"

Old Zhang understood: "It means that you didn't provoke that thing, are you suspicious yourself?"

"Impossible, how can I be like this?"

A customer at the stall also heard it and asked: "Brother, could it be that you have a lot of work pressure recently, or that you are worried about the salary being delayed."

Recently, many factories in Cuicheng have not been doing well, and many of them have not paid or paid less wages. Some are said to be going bankrupt.

The middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly: "How can it be? I'm a civil servant."

Old Zhang nodded subconsciously when he heard it: "Then there is really no pressure."

Su Chen also knew from the original owner's memory that civil servants at this time not only had a stable job, but also went to the village to do business, they all had delicious food and drinks, and they could return with a full load when they left, so there was no pressure and trouble.

The young man who asked the question just now was also puzzled: "Then why do you have nightmares, big brother?"

"So, I must have been entangled, Master, you are really capable, you have to help me."

"I must have been entangled in the countryside, but we have a lot of tasks during the New Year, and we have been to the village a lot, at least a dozen, and I don’t know which village I was entangled in."

Su Chen endured it and smiled: "Uncle, you really don’t have Yin Qi on you."

He has entered the door. Although his Taoism is too shallow and he needs to get close to feel the Yin Qi, he can’t distinguish between having it and not having it, right?

There is no!

"Then, what is going on?" The middle-aged man was a little crazy.

Lao Zhang suggested: "Maybe it’s really a rat or something, why don’t you try moving home?"

"Can, can it work?" The middle-aged man really considered it.

Su Chen squinted and looked at his face carefully, put down the fried dough sticks, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands carefully, then said: "Give me your hand."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but still reached out his hand obediently.

Su Chen rolled up his sleeves, stretched out three fingers and pressed on his wrist, pressed, released, pressed, and released again, five or six times, and then retracted his hand.

"Uncle, judging from your face, your spleen, stomach and brain are a little bit wrong. After taking your pulse, the problem is not too big."

Old Zhang was surprised: "Young man, you can also take the pulse? Do you know Chinese medicine?"

"Well, medicine and Taoism are inseparable. I am a Taoist doctor and I know a little bit."

Su Chen looked at the middle-aged man: "Uncle, tell me carefully, when was the first time you woke up from a nightmare? What happened that day, do you remember?"

"This, who remembers this?"

The middle-aged man scratched his head.

"So what have you eaten and drunk recently? You remember what you have every day, right?"

"I, I have to go to the countryside to do business every day, and I eat and drink there. I just come back at night to drink a bowl of mushroom and pork ribs soup cooked by my wife..." The middle-aged man suddenly widened his eyes, "Master, do you mean that my wife poisoned me?"

After saying this, the other diners immediately became excited.

"Uncle, is it possible that your wife has a lover and plans to torture you and let you die early?"

"She definitely bought insurance for you and wanted to defraud insurance. This is how it is played in the movies."

"Did you have a conflict before? Does your wife hold a grudge against you?"

...

The middle-aged man blinked blankly after hearing what he said: "I, I don't know."

Su Chen finished the last bite of the pot and stood up: "Do you know? I guess I'll know after I go to your house."

"Lao Zhang, collect the money."

"Okay, it's still 80 cents."

The middle-aged man also paid the money and led Su Chen to the street corner with some anxiety.

"Master, do you think my wife really wants to harm me? But although we were introduced to each other, we haven't had many quarrels since we got married. This shouldn't happen."

Su Chen patted his shoulder: "Don't think too much, let's talk about it when we get home."

"Oh, okay."

At the intersection, Su Chen waved his hand, and a red taxi slowly stopped.

Su Chen waved his hand: "Brother, we won't..."

What a joke!

The starting price of your taxi is 5 yuan. It's so expensive, who would take it?

But as soon as the words came out, a familiar head popped out of the car window: "Brother, it's me, Ah Wei, Brother Biao's friend."

"Where are you going?"

Su Chen: "..."

Okay, it’s hard to refuse the hospitality, so forget it, let’s go.

Zhang Wei is a talkative person. When he got in the car, he asked: "Brother, where are you going?"

The middle-aged man reported his address, stepped on the accelerator and went out. Finally, he asked Su Chen: "Brother, why did I hear that Uncle Ye followed him yesterday? What happened? You didn't stop him, but you still let him commit suicide? "

"No, Uncle Ye was not in good health. He was too sad."

Zhang Wei understood: "Let me tell you, Brother Biao promised me before. I thought..."

"Hey, I heard that he opened a shop more than ten years ago just to make money and wait for his son to come back."

Su Chen hummed.

"If he had met you earlier, he wouldn't have waited so long. People used to sneak out of Old Ferry. I have never heard of anything happening. However, the police arrested him several times. Who would have thought that Brother Awang would be buried there?" There it is.”

The middle-aged man looked confused and asked about Laodukou and who was Brother Awang.

Zhang Wei immediately told him what happened yesterday, and the middle-aged man slapped his thigh: "Master really has real skills. After so many years, he has been able to find people in such a deserted old ferry. Today, I am safe." ”

Zhang Wei was curious: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man complained again.

After he finished explaining the situation, his lower body also arrived.

The middle-aged man took the initiative to pay Su Chen the fare and enthusiastically led Su Chen into the house.

Xiawei is close to the outskirts of the city. The middle-aged man's house is a two-story brick house. Su Chen walked into the house and saw Zhang Wei following him.

He was also familiar with himself: "Brother, do you mind if I come to see you?"

"No, no, no, come, come, have some tea, have some tea."

The middle-aged man brought a kettle and took out a handful of tea leaves from an iron can. He simply made tea for them and handed it over.

I saw that Su Chen had already looked around the first floor inside and out.

"Master, do you see the problem?"

Su Chen nodded.

The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised. Just as he was about to ask, Su Chen said, "The feng shui is good."

Middle-aged man: "???"

Zhang Wei: "???"