Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

"Master Su?"

Xiao Liu'er came forward in surprise and stretched out her hand to support Su Chen, who shook his head and waved his hand.

After taking a breath and feeling the energy in his body replenished little by little, Su Chen walked to the stall and sat down.

The sky was dim.

There were few people on the old street of Nanmen.

Su Chen looked around and caught a glimpse of the figure in the light next door. There were faint conversations in his ears, which were sometimes loud, sometimes soft, or cute.

He slowly exhaled and called Chang Yu.

"Old Senior Qiuqiu came to you in person?"

Chang Yu was briefly surprised, then relieved: "I heard that she likes to join in the fun. There are many people in the Magic City, so I can understand her going there, but what did she tell you?"

Su Chen briefly told the story, and finally asked: "Has any Xuanshi predicted the end of the world?"

"Doomsday? How many people in our country are now hungry and cold, why do we care about such things? Even if there is, it will not happen when we are alive, and it will cause headaches for our descendants."

Su Chen: "Are you sure?"

Chang Yu pondered for a while, then said: "Su Chen, there was indeed a senior who predicted it before, but that senior only had time to leave a few words and sat down, and his soul was scattered."

Su Chen's heart sank.

"My uncle said that there will be several more seniors who will deduce together, but they only know the ending, and they don't know when and how they will perish."

Chang Yu laughed first as he said this.

"Su Chen, you don't want to deduce it?"

"Don't do that. You are our pillar of support now. You can't get into trouble."

Su Chen: "..."

"Don't worry. It won't happen again."

"In the future?"

Su Chen hung up the phone before Chang Yu finished speaking.

At the moment before he vomited blood, he really felt the danger of drowning. If it weren't for the last half of his merits protecting him, his soul might have dissipated now.

He narrowed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene he had seen.

Corpses were everywhere, and blood stained the rivers.

In the distance, there were tall buildings reaching into the clouds.

After thinking for a while, Su Chen stood up.

It was indeed not the present.

What doomsday or not? It's better to accumulate more merits.

Looking at the half of the merits left in his body, Su Chen smiled bitterly.

I still have to work harder.

Recently...

Hmm?

A golden light as thick as a finger fell down, Su Chen trembled, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

It should be the merit of dealing with the floating corpse. Not bad, it makes up for 70% to 80% of the loss.

"Master Su, a guest is coming."

Xiao Liu'er's timid voice came from the side. Su Chen came back to his senses, turned around, and lowered his head. A fat boy of seven or eight years old was holding a piggy bank and looking at him eagerly.

Although it was dark, the tears on his face were clearly visible.

Su Chen smiled and pinched his round face: "Little friend, do you want to tell fortunes too?"

The fat boy shook his head.

He put the piggy bank on the table: "Uncle, they say you are very powerful, like a god, then can you help me find Rourou?"

"Rourou?" Su Chen sat down with a smile, "Is she your good friend?"

"Yeah." The fat boy nodded heavily, then sniffed, "Rourou hasn't been home for three days. Grandma said that she is greedy for other people's big fish and meat and won't come back."

"I don't believe it. Every time I go home from school, I will bring food to Rourou. She likes me the most and will not not come back."

Xiao Liu'er only understood half of what she heard, and asked curiously: "Is Rourou your sister? Or brother?"

She also scratched her little head.

"It shouldn't be. If your brother or sister is lost, your father, mother, grandparents must be very anxious. How could it be..."

Her eyes fell on the piggy bank.

How could a little boy use a piggy bank to calculate where he went?

It's too unreasonable.

The fat boy shook his head: "Rou Rou is not my brother or sister, Rou Rou is my good friend!"

Little Liu'er: "..."

"It's the same as not saying anything."

Su Chen laughed: "Is Rou Rou a kitten or a puppy?"

"A puppy," the fat boy's voice jumped a little, "Rou Rou was brought home by my uncle, and it was this small before."

He gestured with his chubby little hands, glanced at the piggy bank, and said: "It's the same size as the jar."

"What happened later?"

"It grew up, now it's this tall and this long." He gestured again, and soon drooped his shoulders, "I haven't seen Rou Rou for three days, I miss it so much."

Little Liu'er nodded suddenly: "It turned out to be a puppy."

"Don't your parents want to find it?"

The fat boy shook his head and pouted: "Mom said that there are fewer stray dogs on the street recently. There must be outsiders who catch dogs to eat meat. Rou Rou didn't come back, so he was eaten."

As he spoke, the fat boy began to cry.

"Uncle God, Rourou won't be so unlucky, right?"

"Can you tell me where it is?"

"I'll give you all the money I saved."

He raised his hand and wiped his eyes, his eyes became firm.

"Even if Rourou is eaten, I will find it."

Then he broke his strength in a second, and his fat little hand grabbed Su Chen's sleeve: "Uncle, please don't let Rourou die, you are a god, don't let Rourou die, please."

Xiao Liu'er pulled his hand away.

"Master Su is a very powerful master, not a god."

"Uncle is shining, he is a god!"

"No."

"Yes."

...

Su Chen held his forehead.

It's hard to talk to children.

Their attention is always drawn to minutiae.

Just then, a voice came from the end of the street.

"Xiaoxiang, Xiaoxiang? Go home for dinner!"

The fat boy was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly got under the table and begged Xiao Liu'er: "Hurry and block it for me."

But it's too late.

His mother had already noticed him at the other end, took three or four steps this way, and came running over, holding a small piece of wire in her hand.

She rushed to the stall with a face full of anger. Without leaning down, she swung the wire and landed on the chair with a snap.

"Xiaoxiang, come out!"

The fat boy under the table looked aggrieved and timidly got out of his head.

"Mom~ I'm not hungry."

"Can I skip dinner?"

The woman nodded with a straight face: "Yes, you can give me ten blows without eating."

The fat boy immediately retracted his head.

"Then I won't go home."

If you are stubborn, your power will be broken in the next moment.

He whimpered.

"You didn't work with me all day long, so you just stayed with me. If Rourou disappears, you won't let me look for it. Woo hoo hoo, I don't like you anymore. I want to run away from home!"

Xiao Liuer pulled him twice, but he broke free, and could only look at Su Chen helplessly.

Su Chen motioned for her to sit down on the edge.

The angry woman was stunned for a moment and her expression softened when she heard the fat boy's cry.

She sighed, pulled on her cotton-padded clothes, and squatted down.

"Didn't Mom tell you? Rourou must have been eaten. You can't find it even if you look for it. It's useless."

"Be good, Xiaoxiang. Go home with mom for dinner. Wait until tomorrow, no, in the evening, and mom will ask uncle to bring you another puppy for you to raise, okay?"

The fat boy shook his head: "No, I want meat!"

"You kid!"

The woman's remaining patience ran out, and she reached out to forcefully drag the fat boy out, but unexpectedly he hugged Su Chen's legs.

"I won't go home, I've already found a god, I won't go home!"

Su Chen: "..."