"Sui?" Qin Fen sat foolishly on the sofa and said, "There's actually such a thing?"
Little Bean shook his head, and Meow-Meow lowered its head. They were even more clueless than Big Chef.
"I know Tai Sui. Is this thing Tai Sui's ancestor?" Qin Fen stared at his phone and Lord Lao. "Buddy, I haven't read much, so don't try to fool me."
"Yes. Sui, also written as 'sui,' means evil and impurity. Ghostly evils often wreak havoc in the Mortal Realm, turning children dull-witted and making households restless. So adults use candle flames to drive away sui, because fire restrains wood!" Lord Lao spoke blandly. What a yokel.
"Interesting. Go on!" Qin Fen's eyes lit up. He was learning something new.
Lord Lao nearly died of rage. Did Qin Fen know who he was talking to? Even the Jade Emperor would not dare speak to him like that.
But with his weakness in the other party's hands, Lord Lao had no choice but to lower his head. "During the New Year, adults give children lucky money. Gold can restrain wood as well, which is why it is called money to suppress Sui. As long as you give money and suppress Sui, you will have peace year after year!"
Qin Fen agreed with that explanation. Looking at it this way, this Sui was not a good thing at all!
"So you wanted to use this thing to harm me?" Qin Fen's face darkened. Lord Lao really was no good. A clash with Tai Sui? And this was Tai Sui's ancestor—wasn't this trying to screw him over?
Little Bean was unconvinced. Could Sui compare to you? Meow-Meow nodded. You were the Pit God, in charge of screwing people over across the world! That was your line of work.
"What are you