stared at Lao Yang for a long time, and found that there was no black smoke, so what the hell is going on with this?!

Lao Yang was a little numb when he was stared at by Zhang Hao, but he couldn't stand the things that he provoked, in general, according to the rules, whoever picks out the things first will have to pay for this matter.

"This, this is my fault, the thousand yuan here should be used as a forgiveness fee, okay?"

Lao Yang took out a thousand yuan from his pocket, his expression was very sincere, but Zhang Hao saw it in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled, and he wanted to calm things down?

"This one thousand...... You want to be thick?"

Since this matter was provoked by Lao Yang, then this matter has to be settled well, when Zhang Hao was mixed in the school, he wanted to buy a thick foundation and build a foundation of 5000.

"Well, I'm not trying to support my family, that's all there is to it. ”

Lao Yang resisted the desire to cry, and took out another 15, 2,050 yuan from his pocket.

"Forget it, this time you don't understand things, but you are also welcome to understand things, welcome to come back next time!"

Zhang Hao didn't say a word directly, and snatched money from Lao Yang, this kind of person is not worthy of sympathy.

In order to figure out his situation as soon as possible, Zhang Hao closed the stall early, even if he didn't sell many CDs today, he didn't make two thousand five.

On the way home, in order to test their eyes, why some people can see and some can't, and even because they have been staring at a girl on the road, they were treated as a pervert, and they were slapped directly in the face.

It still hurts.

After returning home, he collapsed on the cheap sofa and summarized some rules for going home.

This ability doesn't work from time to time.,And you can only watch a few people.,Every time you watch it, you'll fall into a CD.,It's like playing a game.,But the cooldown time is also not understood.,Intermittent.。

So what can this ability be used for?

Zhang Hao realized that this ability of his was unusual, most of it was brought to him by that ghost thing, as the saying goes, a chicken that can't lay eggs is not a good chicken, so this ability must be useful.

After several days of experiments, Zhang Hao rubbed his somewhat sour eyes, and looked at each other with wide eyes on the street when he had nothing to do recently.

As a result, the people under the bridge and cave all looked at themselves not quite right, and they felt like they were stupid.

Subsequently, Zhang Hao came to a conclusion that his ability would grow, from the initial irregular opening to the current one that he could control, and then the cooldown time was short to none.

It's just that if it's been turned on for a long time, then the eyes hurt a little, so I've been rubbing my eyes lately, and one of the more strange things is that my nose still wants to be a little sensitive.

When I pass by some places, there is always a foul smell, exactly the same smell as the one in my room before.

Therefore, Zhang Hao suspects that he may have experienced something a little mysterious, such as ...... Wash the tendons and cut the marrow, and then there is ...... Soaring?

So during this period of time, Zhang Hao never went out at all, and seriously felt the pulse of the aura flowing in the air.

However, a long time has passed, and I still haven't felt the so-called spiritual power, so that is to say...... It's all.

But a very unexpected thing happened, as his ability grew, he found that he could not only see the black fog in the human body and some of the fonts on the black fog, but also see the person's short future.

Also, you can see some of the impurities in these black fogs...... At least that's what Zhang Hao called it, in order to be able to have a deep understanding of his own ability, he just stared around with wide eyes all day long, not letting go of anyone.

Just when the money he took from Lao Yang was about to be spent, Zhang Hao finally understood this thing.

However, I always feel that this ability of mine is a bit fucked......

When a person dies, the black fog will turn white, and then it will be separated from the human body, which Zhang Hao called the body, and the death date of the person can be seen according to the number of white lines in the black fog.

For further experimentation, it was found that white lines could be seen all over the body of some condemned prisoners, but on the body of an official, black fog mixed with red lines was seen.

The words of the white silk are a sign of death, so what does the red line mean?

Zhang Hao seems that after taking a look at the money in his pocket, it is better to think about this problem later, because if it continues like this at present, his black fog will definitely be full of white threads.

How did he die?

Nonsense, starving.

"Yo, what kind of wind is blowing you here?"

Zhang Hao hadn't been out of the stall for several days, and when he just walked to the bottom of the bridge with his bag on his back, he found that it was Lao Yang who occupied his position.

Seeing himself, Lao Yang immediately began to pack his things, with a smile on his face, like a chrysanthemum.

"I'm here to see the location for you, the location here is so good, how can you rest assured that someone else will take it, this is not you, come and come, and return it to you." ”

After finishing speaking, he smiled flatteringly and made a gesture of please.

Zhang Hao made a slight effort and saw Lao Yang's black mist, hehe, this old guy really committed a lot of things, but they were all small fights, not a big mistake.

didn't say a word to Lao Yang, just threw off the bag and started to set up a stall, Zhang Hao has been paying attention to the red line in the black fog for a while, but he has never encountered it much.

Maybe it's the red line that only rich and noble people have, but Zhang Hao always felt that something was wrong, and he felt a fierce aura on the red line.

Maybe I'm thinking too much.

Zhang Hao shook his head, forget it, anyway, it's not his own business, it's not his business.

"Young man, how do you sell this CD?"

It was an old man, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looking at himself with a smile.

"Oh, this pile of 10 pieces, it's more expensive here, 15. ”

"Okay, get me these two. ”

The old man picked up two sheets from the stall at random, and said nonchalantly: "Young man, how can you sell CDs here at such a young age?"

It is estimated that he is another old man who wants to talk about his life ideals with himself.

Zhang Hao has not encountered it, most of them are the heirs of this old guy who are very rich, and then in order to find a sense of honor, he went around attacking those who live at the bottom.

"What does it matter to you that I sell CDs here, if you want to buy them, you can buy them, if you don't buy them, get out. ”

"I think you're misunderstood, I don't mean to look down on you, it's just that I don't think there's any need for you to waste time and your youth here at such a young age. ”

The old man smiled slightly, he was different from those who went out to find a sense of existence when they were idle.

"You are different from their gang, just like him, you will probably be a stall in your next life. ”

When the old man spoke, he pointed to Lao Yang, who was quietly looking at this time.

Zhang Hao was directly happy, looking at Lao Yang, whose face was black at this time, his favorability towards this old man rose directly, as the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

So he opened his eyes and looked at the old man, he was old, and the white silk in the black mist was about to occupy his entire body.

"Old man, for your sake, let me remind you that you have been going out less recently, and you don't have much time to live. ”

After Zhang Hao took the money handed over by the old man, he instructed the old man.