"The legend of the red-clothed senpai?" Fang Mu repeated softly.

He realized that this might be the mysterious voice that had just appeared in his ears and asked them to find the mystery hidden in the city.

"Who are you, and I want to ask where is this? How did we end up here? The man with glasses didn't answer the young man's question, but instead asked a lot of questions.

"This is the No. 2 Affiliated Middle School of East China in Mausoleum City, I'm a student here, didn't you hear the story of the red-clothed senior sister and came to pray?" The question of the man with glasses obviously made Xiao Young a little confused.

Mausoleum City? The reincarnators looked at each other, and it seemed that they had never seen this city on the map of Huaguo. However, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in Fang Mu's heart.

"Less fucking nonsense, why is there no cell phone signal here? Hand over your phone, I'm going to make a call! The muscular man threatened the young man with a fierce expression.

Xiao Young was frightened by the muscular man with a meaty face, and reluctantly took out an old button mobile phone from his body, and instructed with a distressed face, "This is what my father brought back to me from abroad, will you use it?" ”

"A broken button mobile phone, look at your stingy strength, wait for Lao Tzu to call and send you a smart phone!" The muscular man comforted with impatience as he struggled to press the keys to dial.

"Only chickens? What's that? Xiao Young subconsciously asked rhetorically.

, but the muscular man no longer paid attention to him, but quickly dialed a familiar number, "I'm sorry the phone you dialed is empty, please dial again later, SORRY ......"

"Empty number, how can it be an empty number!"

The muscular man hung up the phone with a puzzled face, and dialed another number, but the other end of the phone was still the sweet prompt voice of Huaguo Mobile, "I'm sorry the phone you dialed is empty, please dial again later, SORRY ......"

"Empty number, empty number, empty number, what kind of plane, how can it be an empty number, can you make a call with your broken mobile phone!" The muscular man scolded the young man viciously.

Xiao Young was about to cry, "Yes, yes, I called my dad yesterday." ”

"Give it to me, give it to me!" The little fat man who had spoken before snatched the phone from the muscular man's hand, and his short, fat fingers just wanted to dial the familiar phone number in his memory, but the first time he looked at the phone, it was as if he had been immobilized, and he didn't move.

"What's the matter, you're dialing! What are you doing in a daze, it's really not okay to dial 110 to call the police! ”

"Can you hurry up? If you can't do it, if you can't, give me your phone and let me call! ”

"That's it, don't occupy the pit and don't."

Everyone urged and scolded the little fat man, and a few people thought that they had snatched the mobile phone from the little fat man's hand and came by themselves.

"Shut up! See for yourselves! The little fat man stretched out his round hands to show the phone screen to the others.

The date on the mobile phone screen was November 13, 1999.

"On November 13, 1999, we didn't wear ...... Crossed over? The little fat man looked at him with some uncertainty and said like someone else.

"The crossing of the fart, going around and around for such a big game, just with a broken mobile phone, you want Lao Tzu to believe in the nonsense explanation of the crossing? Tell me honestly, who the fuck made you do this? If you don't tell the truth, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you! The hot-tempered muscular man grabbed the young man by the collar and raised the young man up and threatened.

Xiao Xiao, who was still a student, was directly frightened, kicked his legs in the air wildly, and shouted in panic: "I don't know what you're talking about, mobile phone... Mobile phone you want... Take it, don't hurt me! ”

Fang Mu, who couldn't look at the farce in front of him anymore, stood up and scolded the muscular man: "Put him down, violence won't solve any problems, and what he said is not necessarily a lie!" ”

As soon as the muscular man's hand holding the little young man's collar loosened, the little young man who was holding the collar was immediately thrown to the ground.

The muscular man looked at Fang Mu, "Yo yo yo, where did you come from, the hair hasn't grown yet, that turn got you to speak, and violence can't solve any problems, I'll let you see if you can solve it!" ”

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and walked towards Fang Mu step by step.

Looking at the muscular man approaching, Fang Mu's face did not show the slightest panic, he aimed his gaze behind the muscular man, "Are you guys just looking at it like that?" Still not going to do it yet? ”

The muscular man looked at Fang Mu with a sneering expression, "Are you still playing with the sound of attacking the west?" Do you think I'm going to be stupid enough to look back and see if there's a ...... in the back?"

Before the muscular man finished speaking, a huge force burst out from behind him, and the muscular man was crushed to the ground without even having a chance to resist.

It was the few people who were considered to be soldiers by Fang Mu before.

"Sneak attack from behind, Nima is not ashamed, he has the ability to let go of Lao Tzu one-on-one......"

Ignoring the muscular man's angry foul language, Fang Mu walked straight towards the young man who was thrown to the ground, and stretched out his hand to help him up, "Are you okay, I'm sorry, my companion's behavior was a little rude just now." I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf. ”

I have to say that being good-looking is really an advantage. Under Fang Mu's smile, the little young man who was still scared just now actually had the idea that the big brother in front of him who was smiling very good-looking was a good person.

After a few more conversations, someone even called the police to confirm that today's date was November 13, 1999, no matter how much the reincarnators didn't want to believe it, but all kinds of signs showed that they were really in 1999.

"Did we really cross over? What about our children? The middle-aged woman who was considered by Fang Mu to be an ordinary housewife looked at a loss.

"I still want a fart kid, in 1999, I will do anything, speculate in real estate and stocks, and I will send anything I do!"

"Everyone is coming together, we must help each other, if anyone is really developed, don't forget the wealth and wealth."

"It's done, Lao Tzu wants to buy a house, and he wants to buy a house if he smashes the pot and sells iron!"

Everyone has begun to think about how to rely on the foreknowledge of the traverser to earn money that will not be used up for the rest of their lives.

"Buy a hammer house, if you have the money, hurry up to Hangzhou to invite Ma Xiaoyun to dinner, insert incense and candles and cut chicken blood and worship him as a brother, and you won't have to worry about eating and drinking in this life." The man with glasses looked at the others with disdain and said what he thought.

Just when everyone's discussion was in full swing, Fang Mu chose to pour a basin of cold water on everyone's heads, "Have you forgotten the mysterious voice that just appeared?" ”

That mechanical cold voice! Everyone was stunned for a moment, since the crossing has appeared, it should be true that if you can't complete the task, you will be wiped out! The atmosphere fell silent for a while, and everyone recognized the reality, only a certain drunk was lying on the ground and still muttering, "Xiao Wang, bring the wine, I will continue to drink!" ”

Not caring about the people who fell silent, Fang Mu asked the young man kindly, "Tell me about the legend of the red-clothed senior sister you talked about before." ”

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