Just a Quick Calculation, You Are a Fugitive!

Chapter 777 A Rough Storybook World

The young man who came in a hurry looked at Twenty-Fifty-Six. The sneakers he was wearing were already soaked through. As he walked, he could vaguely hear the friction between the soles of the shoes and the shoes.

The umbrella I was holding collapsed on one side.

Before he could shake off the rainwater on his umbrella and take a breath, he saw Su Chen holding the black cat and the man coming over, and he was stunned: "Are you... Taoist Priest Su?"

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The man nodded: "Let's go and find someone."

"Oh oh oh."

The young man followed for two steps and quickly stopped.

"That's not right. Brother, if you are looking for your daughter, what does it have to do with my brother?"

The man was stunned and scratched his head: "Yes."

Su Chen: "They are together."

man:"!!!"

He looked at the young man warily: "I forgot to ask yesterday, how old is your brother?"

You won't keep an eye on Xia Xia, right?

She is only sixteen now!

"Twenty-three, what's wrong?"

Seven years older!

Absolutely not!

When I see Xia Xia later, I want to separate them as soon as possible.

The man gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind.

As the young man walked, he asked, "Did the Taoist priest tell me where to go? How come my brother is with your daughter?"

The man shook his head.

He glanced at the young man's clothes and shoes casually.

His family is still poor.

Xia Xia must not be allowed to be with such a person!

After a pause, the man came back to his senses: "No, I have a car, why do I have to walk?"

The next moment, the picture in front of him suddenly became distorted. The delicate colors suddenly showed rough outlines, and the outlined lines became distorted. The man raised his hand and wiped his eyes in surprise. The lines gradually became smoother and the colors became more delicate.

Before the man could surprise his eyes and return to normal, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Not far away is an empty stage.

It is surrounded by a two-meter-high wall.

The man was startled. He turned around and found that the door in the distance was open. Pedestrians kept passing by, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man next to him asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's going on?"

"Who are you asking me?" The man was a little depressed.

If I had known, I would have inquired more about Daoist Su with the grandfather and grandson in the teahouse yesterday.

He found it after hearing that a powerful fortune teller appeared on Nanmen Old Street and helped people find his daughter who had been missing for more than ten years. Later, he inquired about it with his grandparents in the teahouse and said that it was This Taoist Master Su knew how to treat legs. At that time, when he looked at Xiao Liuer's broken leg, he thought it was just for pain relief or something.

But now it seems...

This Taoist Su's ability is probably comparable to that of ghosts and gods.

However, after turning around, he didn't find Xia Xia.

"Dao Zhang Su, where is the person? Why didn't I see him?"

Su Chen pointed ahead.

"Isn't it on stage?"

Stage?

But isn’t the stage empty?

Is there something wrong with my eyes again?

The man turned to look at the young man, who also wiped his eyes.

Apparently no one was found on the stage.

Su Chen didn't answer their questions and walked directly to the stage.

Seeing this, the man followed and silently asked the young man, who shook his head blankly.

After walking through the dark corridor to the stage, Su Chen squatted on the stage and looked down at the ground. The two-foot-tall monk was confused.

The man looked at the young man again. The young man frowned for a moment, followed Su Chen's example and squatted down, looking along his line of sight.

Um? These tiny black dots are...

Ant?

wrong!

The young man squinted his eyes and took a closer look at the black spot.

When he saw a familiar figure among the hundreds of black dots, he took a deep breath.

"Su, Taoist Master Su?!"

Why has my brother become so small?

Smaller than an ant!

The corners of Su Chen's lips raised: "It is said that mayflies obscure the day and night, and crickets doubt the spring and autumn. Now it seems that no one understands the day, night and spring and autumn better than senior Mayfly, and no one understands fate better than senior Mayfly."

On the empty stage, wind came and slowly rolled up. The hidden black spots around the stage were gathered little by little, and gradually a white-haired old woman appeared. The old woman was wearing a cloth and wearing straw sandals. She was smiling at Su Chen and nodding. .

"I don't understand fate."

The old voice was hoarse: "I just like the storybook."

The man and the young man were frightened by her appearance, their whole bodies stiffened, and they could not react at the moment.

The old woman didn't tease them, she just slowly bent over and looked down at the sparse black spots on the ground.

"It is said that one flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi. Unfortunately, old lady, I have a stupid talent. After so many years, I have never been able to fully understand Zen. I have to use the energy of this stage to reluctantly create a crude world in the storybook."

"For the safety of these little guys, we have to guard them all the time. It's very hard."

Su Chen was curious: "What kind of storybook is it?"

"Old woman, I wrote it myself, what? Are you curious and want to read it?"

"What's the fun in watching? You always have to go in and experience it."

The old woman smiled and said, "It's easy."

A wind is coming.

Su Chen did not resist. Before the man and the young man had time to exclaim, they felt that the roof of the stage was getting higher and higher, and the stage was getting bigger and bigger, like a plain. Before they could react, they had become smaller and their heads felt dizzy.

The white-haired old woman quickly dispersed, and when they gathered together again, she was already a foreign-born young lady with long curly hair.

She waved her hand, and black dots gathered into a brush.

"Add three more people, let me think about it, we have it!"

Su Chen lowered his head and wore a coarse cloth shirt, straw sandals, and mud spots all over his calves.

Looking at the side, the man and the young man were dressed the same way.

Neither of them reacted to what happened until the man found that his decent clothes were gone and he was dressed in the same poor clothes as the young man, and exclaimed: "Master Su, Master Su, what's going on?"

"Hush!" Su Chen put his index finger on his lips, signaling him not to make a fuss.

He squinted slightly, feeling the flow of the breath of the storybook world.

Unlike the world in the stone carvings before, the colors and sounds here are all normal.

Su Chen raised his hand, and the power came out, twisted into silk threads, and soon gathered into a thunder-inducing talisman in front of him.

He threw the thunder-inducing talisman over his head.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

It's useless.

He calculated again, and he was able to accurately find Xia Xia's position.

Interesting.

Originally, he thought that in the storybook world, people were involuntarily.

But it was obvious that he still remembered who he was, and so did the man and the young man.

"Let's go find Xia Xia first."

The man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded repeatedly without caring about the strange situation at the moment.

They walked into the village along the long field path.

"Boss of the Su family, you are finally back, the village is about to fall out!"

Su Chen realized that his body had lost control in an instant.

He heard himself say: "Uncle Nan, stop joking."

"That's right," the man complained, "We have worked all day, and the woman at home is heartless. She didn't send a drop of water to the field. I am almost dying of thirst!"

The young man waved his hand: "Don't chat, go home and eat quickly, I'm so hungry."

The old man at the entrance of the village was so anxious that he was sticking his crutches.

"People are dead, and you only know how to eat and drink. You deserve to be single!"

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