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[The uncle who became a monster is really blind? Or is the anchor blindsided? 】

[I grass, pointing to the two flyers and saying that it was two hundred dollars, and the monster actually believed it?!] 】

[On the operation, you are still awesome, Zhao Gao is using power to point the deer as a horse, and the anchor is a bright finger paper for money. 】

[I suspect the streamer has psychedelic skills.] 】

[Can't you, brother? The streamer only has one copy, and it's impossible to get two skills. 】

[That's the talent trait?] But isn't the talent trait of the anchor perceptual? 】

.......

[Current number of live online users: 136]

The live broadcast push mentioned in the sequence space before seems to be extremely effective, and the number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 100 people, and the barrage is constantly rolling.

"Isn't it common sense that money is paper, so paper will be money?"

Su Mu looked at the barrage, smiled, and responded.

[Who the has such common sense, who taught you common sense?] Tell me, I want to study too. 】

[An anchor doesn't know common sense, and the monthly income of live broadcast is more than 10,000. 】

The barrage continued to boo, and Su Mu spread his hands helplessly.

"For me, this is indeed common sense, you see, isn't it common sense uncle?"

The reality of fraud in the department store just now disappeared, Su Mu shook his head and sneezed.

This uncle shouldn't hold grudges, right?

At this time, in the department store, Feng Hu took the two flyers in his hand and fell into deep contemplation.

Just now, did he get a head pump? Why do you think this thing is money?

"Interesting, Tang Jie...... The next time you come over, you'll have to pay for it. ”

Feng Hu whispered, his body curled up in a ball and hid in the corner, as if he was enduring great pain.

..........

The dog days were supposed to be late, but it seemed to be the other way around in Apartment Three, and it seemed to be even darker when I went into the department store.

Su Mu didn't care very much, and walked back to the gate of apartment No. 3 calmly along the way.

Pushing the fence door outside, Su Mu raised his eyes, and a figure was leaning against the door of the apartment gate inside, his eyes were fixed on his direction.

"Yo, Brother Feng, are you still here?"

"There are so many mosquitoes this day, and it's hard for you, just on the way back, there are several mosquitoes that seem to be staring at me not far away, hey."

Smiling and saying hello, Su Mu asked with concern.

Feng Daqiang tugged at the corners of his mouth, but didn't pay attention to it, but looked at Su Mu inexplicably.

"You've been to a department store?"

Taking the broom out of the moon lamp, Su Mu looked directly at Feng Daqiang.

"Yes, Uncle is very enthusiastic, it seems that he owes Brother Feng your blessing."

Smiling lightly, Su Mu waved his hand.

“.......”

Although he didn't know why Su Mu could walk out of the old man unharmed without money, what Su Mu said made him more concerned.

"Thanks to me? What did the old man say to you? ”

Feng Daqiang's tone was cold, and he looked at Su Mu and said coldly.

"Uncle just told me to let me bring you a word, and the rest is nothing."

"Brother Feng, you and Uncle seem to know each other?"

Feng Daqiang's face slowed down and looked at Su Mu, "What did you say?" ”

"Looks like it's not too late for you to leave someone now."

Su Mu pinched his chin, thought for a while and suddenly said, Feng Daqiang's face in front of him instantly became more ugly.

"I see that the uncle's expression is quite excited."

Ignoring Feng Daqiang's ugly face, Su Mu continued.

"However, I don't know much about the relationship between you and your uncle, but I didn't stay long, just a messenger."

"Damn old man, he's still saying nasty things."

Feng Daqiang spat at the foam and scolded in a low voice, looking at Su Mu's eyes without kindness.

"It's getting dark, Writer Tang should go back to the house first, and don't forget to light mosquito coils."

Su Mu smiled politely: "Okay." ”

Walking into the building, the smile on Su Mu's face was withdrawn.

Feng Hu in the fantasy world did not become a monster, but Feng Hu in reality has indeed become a monster now.

Just like the other Apartment Three tenants he knew.

Lin Lu's father has now been confirmed to be the tenant of the third floor, and he has become the tenant of apartment No. 3 in a state of death.

So, whether it proves that the other tenants have also become the strange form in the current apartment No. 3 after their deaths.

So, what are the identities of Feng Daqiang and the landlord who only exists in the world background?

The makers of Apartment Three? Still is.....

Moreover, Lin Lu's news is obviously a little inconsistent with the illusion that Tang Kexin created for him.

In the illusion created by Tang Kexin, the moment when he replaced Feng Daqiang's identity was just when Tang Kexin was about to rent a house, and at that time, Apartment No. 3 should have just been built and had not been burned down.

Even Feng Daqiang seems to have just come into contact with the landlord, and Apartment No. 3 has not become the weird it is now.

When Lin Lu was imprisoned, it was obvious that there was no abnormality in apartment No. 3 at that time, and the second floor was not allowed to enter the sales office of Sunshine Community.

I'm afraid Lin Lu was already imprisoned at that time.

However, does it mean that when Tang Kexin was renting a house, the tenants of Apartment No. 3 were still normal tenants.

Then this doesn't match Tang Kexin's diary......

According to Tang Kexin's diary, through that description, I am afraid that the tenants have become monsters.

"No, it's not."

Su Mu's frowning brows slowly relaxed.

It seems that Tang Kexin's diary does not clearly point out that the tenants are monsters, and only on the day of the diary on July 23 did the word monster be clearly stated.

"Can you say that on July 23 or the day before, the tenants became monsters?"

"Fire..... Landlord..... Monster ......"

The corners of Su Mu's mouth were hooked, and he felt that he seemed to be very close to the truth.

[I always feel that the anchor seems to understand something, is it my delusion? ] 】

[The anchor laughs so charmingly, Tang Bao is handsome and handsome, and his mother loves love. 】

[Speechless, which world is upstairs from, it won't be the sequence space that joins the world with me, right?] Mommy's powder! 】

[However, I feel that a lot of information is not connected in series, and if it is said that the anchor understands the copy almost, I don't believe it]

There is a barrage to express disbelief, but it is more of a spit discussion.

And this time, when Su Mu went upstairs and passed by, the sound of smashing on the first floor had disappeared at this time, but the whole house was quiet as if no one existed.

Su Mu just glanced sideways slightly, walked up the stairs, and when he reached the position on the third floor, his footsteps paused and continued to walk up.

Let's wait until tonight to talk about visiting the third floor.

Now, he needs more clues.