Chapter 768: Can’t See the Face

The old lady nodded subconsciously and quickly reacted.

"ah?"

"What do you think of this?"

She looked at Su Chen warily: "Will I become Alzheimer's?"

Su Chen laughed: "No."

A Biao pointed at him and introduced to the old lady: "Have you never heard of Master Xiao Su from Chunming Street? He is my brother!"

The old lady looked at Su Chen suspiciously again, then quickly curled her lips and shook her head: "I don't believe it!"

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A Biao said "Hey".

"Don't think I'm easy to deceive. Recently, the streets have been publicizing it. Except for Chunming Street, any place that says it belongs to Master Su is a liar!"

"I heard that a dozen fake Master Sus were caught!"

Another old lady added: "Also, I heard that the master from Chunming Street has not been in our Cuicheng recently. He said he went to the Magic City."

A Biao held his forehead.

"Look, look, okay? Did I expose you?" the old lady said proudly.

She looked at Su Chen again, and the smug look on her face sublimated subconsciously.

Su Chen was also a little helpless.

He hesitated for a moment and grabbed the squirrel Xiao Xian'er from his shoulder: "Xian'er, if the old man doesn't believe me, please tell her."

old lady:"???"

The old man asked in surprise: "You little squirrel can still talk?"

The little squirrel fairy placed her waist in Su Chen's palm and wagged her tail.

"Of course I can talk!"

The old man's eyes were so bright.

"I've heard that parrots can talk. Young man, where did you buy this talking squirrel? Or do you need to train it yourself? Can this training method be..."

This time it was Su Chen's turn to hold his forehead.

Squirrel Fairy didn't feel offended at all.

It turned its little head to look at the old man.

"What is a parrot?"

"Is it also enlightened like me?"

The old man blinked.

He pinched the back of his hand, hissed, and pulled his cheek again, but it still hurt.

Then he looked at several old neighbors in disbelief: "Here, here, can squirrels still talk to us?"

Even if a parrot can talk, it can only learn to speak.

Just say the same thing.

This squirrel...

The old lady was also a little dumbfounded.

She picked her ears to make sure she heard correctly. She quickly stood up and looked at the squirrel in surprise.

"You just said, this is Xiao Xian'er?"

"Xianjia?"

The squirrel fairy raised her little head proudly.

This shows that he can understand human speech.

The old lady hurriedly pulled Su Chen and pushed him to the chair: "Master, master, I blame this old lady for being dim-sighted and didn't recognize you. Whatever you want to see, just look at it, just..."

She rubbed her hands and smiled: "Can you tell my grandson's fortune later?"

Su Chen nodded: "No problem."

The old lady smiled happily: "Then, master, what should I do?"

"Just stand like this and don't resist."

"Oh oh oh, okay."

When the young man saw Su Chen starting to draw symbols in the air, he quietly pulled A Biao back and asked in a low voice: "Master, shouldn't you help me find Hu Ling? Judging from the picture... it's useless, right?"

A Biao clicked his tongue and shook his head: "You still want to see your sweetheart?"

"We're not sweethearts, there's nothing between us."

"I understand, I understand," A Biao turned to look at Su Chen and sighed, patting the young man on the shoulder. "Be mentally prepared. I feel that hope is a bit slim."

"Ah? Why?"

A Biao knocked on his forehead: "Hu Ling belongs to the Hu family. When she dies, a funeral from the Hu family can seal everyone's memory. Do you think her family can be ordinary people?"

The young man shook his head slowly.

He was so blessed that he asked, "Could it be that all Hu Ling's family is like Master?"

A Biao nodded: "My brother is called Master Xuan."

"I heard that after a mysterious master dies, only a very small number of people can leave their souls behind, and most of them disappear into ashes."

The young man's body trembled, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"But, isn't Hu Ling... right?"

"I'll ask you if it's specific later. Anyway, just don't have too much hope."

The young man managed to cheer up: "Okay, thank you."

Su Chen extracted the picture in the old lady's mind.

It was a somewhat gloomy day.

The old lady put on white clothes and walked to the small building. When she saw so many people, she was stunned. Her eyes quickly searched the crowd, and faces flashed by.

"Old Liu!" she shouted, pushing through the crowd to a group of familiar old men and women, and asked in a low voice, "Why are there so many people?"

"Who knows? They all look very cool."

"Those are all Xiaoling's teachers, right? I heard them calling someone."

"Hey, why is this child Xiaoling so miserable~"

…

The scene before the funeral was crowded and noisy.

It's much simpler to be around the old lady when delivering the spirit.

Su Chen scanned it roughly, and quickly focused on the scene before the funeral, slowing down to identify each face.

finally.

Next to the window on the first floor of the small building, he vaguely saw a familiar face.

Ma Zhennan.

But judging from his low-brow expression, there was at least one person with a higher status than him beside him.

It's a pity that I can't see the face clearly.

I can't find it in the rest of the old lady's memories.

Memories related to people who had previous contact with Yang Xingyun were also erased.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

Could it be this group of people who did this?

If so, did they think that almost everyone who knew them was an ordinary person and no one would think of checking them, so they chose to seal their memories, or did they only learn to seal their memories at first, but didn't know how to erase them?

After a brief thought, Su Chen retracted the formation.

The old lady's eyes gradually became clear from chaos.

"Okay, okay?"

Su Chen took out a wad of money from his cloth bag and handed it to her.

The old lady was stunned, and after reacting, she waved her hand: "No, no, we agreed that you would help me tell my grandson's fortune."

Su Chen smiled: "Old man, it's only 20 yuan to tell your grandson's fortune. You have helped a lot this time."

The old lady was surprised: "Yes, did you?"

Su Chen nodded, turned his head and looked at the others: "Old man, have they also gone to send Hu Ling's spirit?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Are there others? Can you please call them all over? There will be rewards."

Reward? !

Several old men and old ladies all looked at the stack of money, which looked like at least two or three thousand.

At that moment, everyone's eyes became eager.

Su Chen looked at one of the old men: "Old man, can I see the picture in your memory?"

The old man said with full energy: "Yes, of course!"

Their family can't save two or three thousand in a whole year, right? !

We're rich! We're rich!

A Biao was stunned when he saw Su Chen spending money, and his clothes were pulled by the young man.

"What's wrong?"

The young man laughed dryly: "This money..."

You don't want him to pay for it, do you?

Although the family has some savings, his parents will definitely not let him spend it recklessly, he can't afford it.

A Biao understood and comforted: "Don't worry, my brother will give this money himself, and won't ask you for it."

"Oh, that's good." The young man slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

A Biao looked at Su Chen with a solemn expression, and his heart was full of doubts.

Based on his understanding of Su Chen, he is very frugal.

I give two to three thousand per person...

Isn't something big going to happen again?