Chapter 164 Mobile Phone Instruction Booklet

Qiu Lao's hands and feet were used on the ground for a while, and he walked into the house with crawling and dragging, it seems that the figure has caused great psychological trauma to Qiu Lao, causing Qiu Lao to not be able to get up until now.

Finally climbed into the house, Qiu Lao had a little strength at this time, and reluctantly got up with the help of the table next to him.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qiu Lao forced down the fear in his heart and rummaged through a cabinet in the house.

"Huh!? How not? Old Qiu frowned, thinking bitterly.

Qiu Lao didn't think much about it, he moved directly to another place, and his hands quickly rummaged.

Finally, Qiu Lao dug out an elderly machine and a small notebook with instructions for using mobile phones on the cover under the cabinet of the TV.

Moreover, the words on this small book are not printed by machine, but written by pure artificiality.

"What is this for?" Qiu Lao flipped through the handmade small notebook in his hand and muttered.

"Oh~ press this red key first! Press for three seconds! ”

"Why didn't you respond!" Qiu Lao continued to look at the small book in his hand.

It says that if you press the power button and there is no response, please turn to the third page.

Qiu Lao "brushed brush" quickly turned to the third page, which said to check whether the mobile phone board is in place first (how to check whether the mobile phone board is in place, please turn to the seventh page), if the board is in place or can't turn on, then please take out the charger to charge the phone (how to charge the phone, please turn to the fifth page), if it can't be charged, then please change the battery board (how to change the board, please turn to the eighth page).

"What, what! What? What is this written about!? Qiu Lao's face was full of doubts about life.

After more than an hour of busy back and forth, Mr. Qiu finally charged his mobile phone.

It's hard for this sixty or seventy-year-old man to study how to use a mobile phone in the middle of the night.

"Ding Dong!" With a bang, the power of the electric board is already able to turn on the mobile phone.

When Qiu Laozheng was looking at the small notebook, he heard this voice, and immediately picked up his mobile phone and opened the address book, only to see that there was only one number on the address book, which was Mr. Liu's mobile phone number.

Qiu Lao quickly dialed out the number, but he couldn't call it all the time.

"Ah~~ How should I use this thing!" Old Qiu's brows furrowed tightly.

Helplessly, Qiu Lao continued to look through the small book, which said that if you can't make a call, please check whether there is a mobile phone card inserted or whether the mobile phone card is in place (how to check the mobile phone card, please turn to page 11) or see if the mobile phone has a signal (how to check the signal, please turn to page 12).

"What the hell is this grandma's, what the hell is this about?"

Looking at this bunch of headache-inducing sentences, Qiu Lao suddenly became angry in his heart, and he almost wanted to tear up this small book alive.

In the end, Qiu Lao still held back and honestly flipped through this small book.

When Qiu Lao was meditating and learning how to use the mobile phone, the feeling of murder and death came to Qiu Lao again.

Qiu Lao was overwhelmed by this feeling, and the corner of his eyes looked along the door, only to see that the figure had come back at some point, standing on the edge of the blood mist, slightly tilting his head and staring at the house where Qiu Lao was.

A moment later, the figure made a strange "quack" sound and rushed directly into the blood mist.

After the blood shadow left, Qiu Lao Meng gasped for breath, and walked twice between life and death in just one hour, and Qiu Lao became even older and twilight at this time.

"Quick, be sure to notify the office!" After Qiu Lao took a few deep breaths and calmed down his terrifying mood, he quickly flipped through the small notebook.

However, after this figure did this twice, Qiu Lao seemed to be frightened, and he casually flipped through the small book a few times to know the reason why the mobile phone couldn't be called.

It's too remote to have a signal relationship.

In this way, Qiu Lao was anxious to wait for the mobile phone to have enough power, because Qiu Lao did not confirm where there was a signal, and it would be more fun if the mobile phone happened to be out of battery when he was looking for a signal.

Qiu Lao estimated that he was scared or a straight person, so he waited until the phone was fully charged and the sky was a little cloudy, and then he pulled out the charger and picked up the phone and went out to find a signal.

Qiu Lao held a mobile phone in one hand and a mobile phone user manual written by a purely manual in the other, and on the way to find a signal, he learned that all the fish in the nearby fish pond were dead, and they died like a trick, all of them were crumpled like mummies, and all the fish corpses were floating on the water.

After looking for a long time, Qiu Lao finally found a place with a mobile phone signal, and as soon as there was a signal, Qiu Lao immediately dialed Mr. Liu's number.

After Qiu Lao took a puff of cigarette, he calmed down his fear, and now Qiu Lao didn't know how many cigarette butts were under his feet, and the bag of Hongta Mountain had been smoked by Qiu Lao.

Qiu Lao smoked the last cigarette and only left the butt of the cigarette, and there was still a slight fear on his face, it seemed that the events of that night really imprinted Qiu Lao with endless fear.

After listening to Qiu Lao's description, Daoist Zifeng had a sad face, his brows furrowed and he didn't know what he was thinking, while Zhang Yi stood aside with a stupid and sweet face.

Zhang Yi didn't know much about the specific situation of Wuxiang at all, and when he came all the way, Daoist Zifeng didn't tell Zhang Yi about Wuxiang, anyway, now Zhang Yi only knows that something happened in Wuxiang, and it seems to be quite serious.

"Go check it out, I can't think of anything here." Daoist Zifeng let go of his eyebrows that were squeezed together, looked up and said.

When everyone heard this, they nodded, and they all moved to the place where they had been arranged.

There was no word all the way, Qiu Lao led the way in front, and Zhang Yi and others followed silently behind.

As I walked, I heard noisy cries and loud scolding.

"His grandson sells skins! Which turtle grandson did such a lack of morality. ”

"I know who I have to hack him to death!"

"Ah...... Dead, all dead! How will you live in the rest of the day? ”

"Mom, it's a white spoon, it's grandma."

"Alas...... What will happen to my son's tuition for the next semester? ”

All kinds of sighs, complaints, scolding, and crying came one after another.

When Daoist Zifeng saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed with an alternative light.

These fishermen have worked hard for a year or even a few years to raise the fish, and now that they are about to have a bumper harvest, they all die overnight, and it is inevitable that they will become like this, after all, these fish are their lifeblood.

"Uncle Feng, these people ......" Zhang Yi moved his lips, and stopped talking.

"Alas...... Let's go up and see what the fish look like! Daoist Zifeng sighed lightly and said: "Becoming like this, in fact, we are also responsible, I will ask Xiao Liu to think of some way."