When Fang Xing left this cemetery, the sun also happened to rise.

In terms of time, it was just over 5 o'clock.

But the early mornings of summer always come early.

And in this part of the countryside, you can already hear the sound of chickens and dogs biting.

Many farmers who are working in the fields have been riding bicycles and carrying hoes to their fields.

In the summer, it is only in the morning and when the sun sets, it is a good time to go out and work. So at this time, everyone goes out early.

People who get up early naturally find Fang Xing walking alone on a country road with a bag on their backs.

"Where is this doll, why do you get up so early?"

"Haven't you seen it, is it from our village?"

"My children usually don't wake up until seven or eight o'clock, and this time it's rare to see a young man who wakes up so early."

"People are also tired from work, and my child said that his boss asked him to work overtime every day, and he kept delaying overtime pay and bonuses. Collect a little evidence another day and send his boss in. ”

"That's necessary, how can you not give people money to work for them?"

A simple and prosaic conversation sounded in the fields.

Not far from where they chatted was the graveyard where Fang Xing had stayed all night.

When the sun shone through, the graveyard was completely devoid of anything unusual except for the fact that it seemed a little empty.

The early morning sun shines on the graves of each grave, and there is still a hint of warmth here.

"You can't seem to get a taxi here?"

"It looks like we can only walk forward."

Looking at Fang Xing's way of looking left and right, the uncle not far away suddenly shouted:

"What are you looking for here, young man?"

"Ah, uncle, is there a place where I can take a taxi here?"

Uncle stretched out his hand and pointed:

"You can't beat this road, it's all dirt roads, and even the road hasn't been repaired properly."

"You go down the trail on your left, and it's less than two miles away, and there's a bus stop right in front of you."

"Six o'clock...... The train should be at half-past six. ”

"If you go now, it should be about the same in a moment."

Fang Xing hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, uncle, I ran out of electricity on my mobile phone yesterday, and I can't even use navigation, and I don't know where to go."

"Thanks to me, otherwise I'd have had to follow this road, and I don't know where I'm going."

The uncle said quite arrogantly:

"It's okay, what's the point of being angry about this little thing. What does the young man do when he gets up so early? ”

"Ah, I'm doing live streaming trick science."

Fang Xing pointed to the cemetery and said:

"I just spent the night there last night."

"Thank you, uncle, I'll go first."

After speaking, Fang Xing turned around and left.

Only the somewhat sluggish uncle was left stunned in place.

"Live broadcast of popular science tricks, in this grave in our village?"

"My!"

"What Wu Lao Er, who opened three rounds of feelings, is true!"

"There's a fucking ghost in the grave!"

Fang Xing followed the direction pointed by the uncle, and walked forward for about ten minutes before he saw a wide road.

And not far from this path, there is only about seventy or eighty meters away, and there is a bus stop sign.

It just so happened that when I took the bus yesterday, I deliberately prepared some extra change and put it on my body.

Eliminate the dilemma of not being able to pay because you don't have a mobile phone.

Getting on the bus, in the wobbly, Fang Xing also returned to his community.

After coming back, Fang Xing didn't do anything, just took off his clothes and took a simple shower, and began to fall asleep while lying on the bed.

Anyway, it was a busy night's work. Now when I get home, I naturally have to catch up on sleep first.

As for catching that 'black hair', let the square go straight to a thermos box and shut it up, this thing is so small now that it can't run away at all.

When Fang Xing woke up, it was already afternoon.

I didn't eat much last night, and I have been in the car this morning and I haven't eaten anything.

Sleeping until now, Fang Xing felt that he was already hungry.

Looking at the time, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

I wanted to order some takeout, but when I saw the delivery time of half an hour, I gave up.

"Forget it, I won't pick anything at this time, I can cook a little more somen noodles to eat."

Simply boil water and put the noodles on top, then throw in a ham sausage as a match.

A very simple, but very filling clear water surface comes out in this way.

Fang Xing took a big bite of it as he took out the 'black hair' he had grabbed from his backpack.

The scientific name of this thing is actually not called black hair, but it is called Qiansi, which means thousands of strands of hair.

But no matter how you look at it, the image of this thing is a clump of hair condensed together.

The core in the middle is more like the hair is completely tied into a dead knot.

Therefore, compared with the more elegant Qiansi, everyone is still more accustomed to its more secular name.

As a very special kind of trickery, its ability can be applied in a wide range of daily life.

First of all, it is a special kind of monster that has the IQ of a child who is up to three or four years old.

This kind of trickery is basically trainable.

When it grows a little longer, the hair on its body will appear very smooth and supple. It is also much stronger than ordinary human hair.

When he grows to a certain level, he can condense into different shapes and help people do some simple work.

For example, helping to hand a wrench, grab a water cup, put a computer, or pick up a mop to mop the floor.

Even if it's a hygienic corner, it can be cleaned very well, as long as it washes itself with shampoo after cleaning.

You can also teach it to use your hair to condense into the palm of your hand for some body massage.

However, to achieve this level, it takes a very long time to train.

Just like training a dog, some dogs can be very obedient and perform all kinds of difficult actions, while others will only tilt their heads and dismantle their homes.

In addition, the hair produced by Chiki itself is also a very suitable material for making wigs.

Not only is it very comfortable, but it is also corrosion-resistant and breathable.

In Fang Xing's time, almost all the famous wigs on the market were made from the hair of a thousand threads.

There are some very special threads, and they can even lie on the top of the owner's head, constantly changing various types of hairstyles according to the master's command.

There are also some special secret recipes that can change the color of the thread itself, and on the street, the heads of the people with the threads on their heads are like a constantly changing killing Matt.

This has given rise to some new trends in the future.

This is also the reason why Fang Xing will be so happy after seeing Qiansi.