Fang Mu turned around and glanced at Lao Liu strangely: "What? I didn't understand?"

There is no change on the surface, in fact, Fang Mu understands in his heart that Lao Liu is doubting himself and can ask this question, plus that cat, Lao Liu is really not an ordinary person.

"If a person acquires extraordinary abilities...... Lao Liu said, "what will he do? do bad things, or something else?"

Fang Mu laughed: "If it were me, I would make a lot of money in a muffled voice, it is impossible to do bad things when I do bad things, it is impossible to do bad things in this life, only to make a fortune in a muffled voice." ”

"Meow!"

The white cat suddenly barked, staring straight at Fang Mu, and from the white cat's eyes, Fang Mu could see that this was an approving look.

"Hahaha!" Lao Liu also laughed: "Yes, I just said who doesn't want to get rich, this is the best choice." ”

The corners of Fang Mu's mouth twitched, this laughter let him know what it means to be skinny and not laugh, Lao Liu is also a talent, and he can laugh expressionlessly.

"Anyway, I'll go home and cook. Fang Mu shook the shopping bag in his hand, turned around and left the supermarket.

In the supermarket, the white cat looked up at Lao Liu, who shook his head and continued to pet the cat.

......

Fang Mu returned to the house, put the shopping bag in his hand on the table, and put the dishes inside into the refrigerator while thinking about things.

Lao Liu's identity is self-evident, although he doesn't know whether it is the executive meeting or the Blood Moon Pavilion, but at least he has no bad thoughts about himself.

The words just now were obviously testing himself, and he also said that he just wanted to make a fortune in a muffled voice, and the sentence that Lao Liu replied later could be regarded as agreeing with his idea.

Anyway, it is still necessary to hurry up and develop, and heterogeneity cannot cause harm to itself, so what about people?

So what we have to do now is to grasp the development, low-key and low-key.

After Fang Mu put all the dishes in the refrigerator, he sat down on the sofa and took out his mobile phone to search.

He went to a paranormal forum, and the people in it discussed the paranormal, whether it was true or false, at least there were a lot of strange things in it.

The illusion appeared randomly, and he didn't necessarily touch it, so he set his sights on the illusion that became real, and the aliens who escaped from it.

Hunt aliens, then make them their own.

When I got up at eleven o'clock in the morning, I chatted with Lao Liu for a while while when I was shopping for groceries, and when I came back and packed up my things, it was already noon, and the parallel traders on the forum were communicating frantically.

A large number of posts, most of them said that they had encountered supernatural phenomena, Fang Mu rummaged through them one by one, and found that these posts did not even have a picture, and the feasibility was not high.

Fang Mu lay on the sofa, slid up and down with one hand, and suddenly stopped after looking for a while.

"People in the cemetery, ask for help, urgent!"

This is a refined post, and there is also a picture of the cemetery on the homepage, Fang Mu recognizes this picture, which is the Nanshan Cemetery in Jiangbian District, Chongqing City.

There are nearly 1,000 replies at the bottom, and after Fang Mu clicked in, he chose the option of only looking at the poster.

"My name is Yang Chengdong, I am the caretaker of the cemetery, and I am 32 years old. ”

"Why do I become the caretaker of the cemetery, because I am bold, and this job is very easy, I only need to keep watch at night. ”

"But I never expected that just the night before, I encountered a strange thing, a man in black came to me and asked me for a cigarette, I gave it, but after he smoked, he gave me a hundred yuan, saying that it was a thank you gift for me......"

"Originally, I was quite happy to exchange a cigarette for a hundred yuan, but what I didn't expect was that after he left, the money turned into bloody yellow paper. ”

At the bottom of the post, this text is accompanied by a picture after typing, and the background of the picture is indeed Nanshan Cemetery.

Fang Mu's brows furrowed, and he continued to scroll down.

"I was so scared that someone was manipulating me, but the next day he came again, and this time he didn't ask me for cigarettes, but took a fancy to the wine on my table. ”

"I gave it to him, and he gave me another hundred, and this time I was sure it was really a hundred, but after he left, the hundred became yellow paper again, and I took a picture of his back. ”

Below is another picture, which shows the back of a man dressed in black, holding a bottle of wine in his right hand.

Fang Mu carefully compared, revealing a strange expression.

The cemetery keeper didn't seem to know much about where this person was wearing black clothes, which was clearly a shroud.

It is estimated that if the caretaker of this cemetery knows the shroud, he will have to collapse on the first day.

After Fang Mu turned off the option of only looking at the poster, he saw that someone recognized the shroud and prompted Yang Chengdong.

"Help me, it's coming back tonight. ”

Yang Chengdong posted a short sentence at the end of the post, revealing fear and despair.

There are many replies below, most of them are to teach Yang Chengdong how to do it, and a few replies do not believe it, saying that they will form a team to beat that man in the past tomorrow.

After Fang Mu looked at it for a while, he put down his phone and ran to the balcony to touch the black sportswear.

"I should be able to do it tomorrow, let's go and see. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Mu went back to the bedroom and fell asleep.

......

Nanshan Cemetery is located in the Jiangbian District of Yushi, which is the only cemetery in the Jiangbian District.

The next day, on the way to the cemetery, a bus was passing by.

Fang Mu sat in the back seat of the bus, carrying a backpack with a black sportswear and a bronze mask in the backpack.

In the position in front of Fang Mu, there were two men and two women discussing.

All four of them are in their twenties, and they tend to be youthful in terms of dress.

"When we get to the Nanshan Cemetery, let's go to the administrator and wait until the night to see if the person in the shroud will not appear. One of the boys spoke.

"Yes, this kind of scammer, deliberately looking for someone to play the act of defrauding the reply, we must expose it. The other boy waved his hand and said righteously.

The two girls nodded, and the four of them talked more and more on the topic.

Fang Mu sat in the back and listened quietly, at first he thought that these four people were quite serious, but when he heard the back, it turned sour, and a speechless expression appeared on his face.

There are still too many people who have died in the world, and these four people saw Yang Chengdong's post on the forum and became popular, thinking that Yang Chengdong deliberately found someone to act, and several people happened to be in Chongqing City, so they made an appointment to expose Yang Chengdong.

In Fang Mu's eyes, there was no difference between the behavior of these two men and two women and death.

They didn't think about what to do if it was true, even if it was fake, you ran to expose others like this, in case you met someone who was mad, and you started directly in a rage, I am afraid that you will not be able to get good fruit to eat.

After all, it's your place to go to other people's territory, if they have a lot of people, won't they just pinch you?

Fang Mu closed his eyes, he didn't care about these idle things, there was still more than an hour to arrive, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep to recuperate.