Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 410 He is the Cannon Fodder Phoenix Man (50)

Just as everyone was intoxicated, someone suddenly shouted from afar, "The urban management is here!"

Then the master, who had been looking like a great monk fighting evil spirits, suddenly stopped his posture and rushed to the table in front of him where incense burners, yellow talismans and other things were placed. He grabbed the yellow cloth on the table and pulled it up. With a rope that appeared from nowhere, the yellow cloth was tightened into a pocket, holding all the things inside.

Then he threw it over his shoulder, turned around and ran away.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.

All the melon seeds in my hands fell off.

Within two minutes, hurried footsteps were heard, and several people in uniforms ran over and said to the crowd, "We received a report that someone was setting up illegal stalls here. Where are they?"

Some people just wanted to watch the fun, "Run! Run over there!"

Two people chased after them, and the remaining two people asked the group of uncles and aunts, "What are you doing?"

"It's a ritual. The master is helping the little girl from the Hu family to calm down her fright!" This is the honest answer.

"Don't talk nonsense, he's just a guy who came here to set up a stall and perform." He said this with good intentions to cover up for the Hu family.

"What? That's clearly a scam. Grandma, why don't you listen? I've shown you so many videos that expose those scams!"

"Well, you bastard, are you the one who reported it? I think you are just itching for trouble!"

"Oh help! Grandma is murdering her own grandson! Police officer, please save me!"

Click, click, click… click…

Amid the chaos, the sound of cracking melon seeds was particularly abrupt.

Everyone couldn't help but look over.

Rong Jue lifted Si Cen by the collar. His handsome yet indifferent face and the natural aura he exuded made those who were looking at Si Cen with condemning eyes restrain themselves.

"gone."

"Hey... I haven't eaten enough, no, I've just talked enough, Auntie, Auntie Ma, I'll come and treat you to sunflower seeds next time~"

Aunt Ma looked puzzled but happy, "Hey, hey!"

Si Cen smiled and waved his hand, "Bye~"

He was taken away by Rong Jue.

"Sister Ma, who is this? He looks so cute, is he your relative?"

Sister Ma laughed, "No, no."

"Uncles and ladies, the man just now was a liar, we must not be fooled..." A young man in uniform was explaining something to everyone.

His colleagues were trying to stop the fight, "Oh, Auntie, you can't hit the child like that!"

Everyone was talking about all sorts of things, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Si Cen kept laughing and was still laughing even after walking a long way.

Rong Jue was very helpless.

"Rongrong, I really didn't expect that monks would end up in such a miserable state. They've become charlatans, hahahahahaha."

Those little tricks that He Shu performed just now were indeed all scams and had nothing to do with real exorcism.

The so-called ghost shadow was probably some powder that he had put on his sleeves in advance and created when he waved it into the air. The trick of the yellow talisman spontaneously combusting had been exposed a long time ago.

Nowadays, few young people would be deceived in this way.

Just those uncles and aunts.

"Stop laughing. Aren't you afraid of getting a stitch in the side?"

Rong Jue patted Si Cen's head helplessly, "Aren't you looking for the monk? If you don't go now, he will run away again."

Si Cen restrained himself a little and quickened his pace with Rong Jue.

Half an hour later, they blocked He Shu in a shabby little rental house.

He Shu hadn't taken a few bites of the lunch box when he heard a knock on the door.

He sighed twice, "I'm coming, I'm sorry, Uncle Zhao, this rent... Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

Standing outside the open door were not the landlord who came to collect the rent, but two unfamiliar faces.

At this time, He Shu was wearing a hat and had changed out of his monk's robe. He was wearing an ordinary thick cotton coat. He looked at the two strangers with some vigilance.

Maybe he fell during the escape or something, but he looked a little dusty. Si Cen noticed that the beard under his lips, which made him look like an immortal, had one corner sticking up...it was actually a fake beard.

It looks desolate and sad.

Rong Jue took a calm look at the current situation of this (half) colleague, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Si Cen didn't seem to have those delicate thoughts. He looked at He Shu with a smile, "He Shu, it's me~"

He Shu:?

So, who are you?

This is his secret place.

He is out there cheating people, no, when he is making money he never reveals where he lives.

Even if someone has heard of his reputation and wants to find him to perform a ritual or something, they have to go through other channels.

Whenever he moved to a new place, he would always create a good persona for himself. It was not that bad before, as he could stay in one place for a longer period of time and it was easy to make a living.

But it has become increasingly difficult in recent years because young people are not easy to deceive.

Especially in this place today, he was reported for only his second order and ran away in front of everyone. I guess when those old men and women came to their senses, most of them probably realized that he was a liar.

It seemed that he couldn't stay here anymore, so he was preparing to finish his meal and run away to the next county town.

I just don't know if these two people are here with bad intentions, or...

"Oh, you don't know me now, but you will know me in the future. Why don't you invite us in to sit down? Don't worry, we are not bad people."

He Shu didn't know why either.

Anyway, he felt that Si Cen looked familiar, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when looking at Rong Jue - it was outrageous that he felt familiar with that person who obviously looked difficult to approach - so in the end he let him in without thinking.

Si Cen looked around the almost bare rented house, sighed, and patted He Shu on the shoulder, "You've worked hard."

He Shu: ...

Rong Jue directly stated his purpose, "I heard that you have a note and a real talisman in your hand?"

He Shu's originally slightly awkward sitting posture instantly turned into a defensive state, and the expression on his face became alert.

"Who are you?"

No one knew about this except the crazy old man who had passed away many years ago and himself.

"Hey, don't be nervous. I've already told you that we are good people. Just treat us as friends from afar. Oh no, it seems like we were enemies at the beginning. You were even planning to physically save me."

He Shu: ???

Where did this madman come from? Why isn’t he locked up properly?

Perhaps because he was too messy and couldn't control his emotions, the look in his eyes that showed a psychopath was too obvious, and he immediately received a cold glance from Rong Jue.

He Shu:!

It turns out there are people who can send chills down one's spine with just one glance!

Who are they and what do they want to do?

Do you want to steal my things?

But those things are useless in the hands of ordinary people!

"Don't worry, I really won't steal your stuff. Didn't you ask me to meet a real Xuanmen boss, so I brought my Rongrong here? Don't be so nervous, my Rongrong really won't steal your little things."

Si Cen patted He Shu's shoulder and said, "I know you are confused now, but please don't be confused. Listen to me carefully~"

"The story begins with a naive, lively, handsome and cute little boy who was tragically killed because of God's jealousy of his talent..."