Qiao Dui's inspiration was some spitting marketing accounts on the Tree Hole Network.

Most of these marketing accounts will accept contributions from other people, send out interesting ones, accumulate fans, and receive more contributions, and continue to grow in a cycle.

In the later stage, you can also receive advertisements, business orders, and make crazy money.

Of course, Qiao Du didn't do this for money.

He logged into his account, immediately opened a document, and began to record everything he saw and heard at the funeral home.

Normally, using public cognition to anchor the anomaly will lead to a decrease in the depth of the anomaly and a decrease in pollution, in this world where pollution is power, it is equivalent to weakening the anomaly, and for a [final] chosen person like Qiao Dui, hiding the anomaly he anchors is the most appropriate method.

That is, the more mystical the stronger.

Just like Su Hong, he never told Qiao Du what was abnormal he was anchored to.

But Qiao Du is a little different.

He looked at the rhetoricless and merely blank words in the computer documents, which were distorted and transformed into indifferent and cold explanations of the system.

【Oni】

[Exception]

【Anchored】

[Completion of funeral home rules: 11%]

[Ghosts, people who are eaten by tigers, are also ears for the tiger]

[Let others experience what you experience, let others see what you see, let others listen to what you hear]

[A smile doesn't disappear out of thin air, it just shifts from one person's face to another's]

[Only in this way can we converge the wisdom spirit, accommodate the thoughts, and see the sincerity]

"Behold, the golden thread is wrapped around thee. ”】

In Qiao Dui's memory, the knowledge about the [ghost] adhered to the ravines of his brain like a spider's web.

He can use the power of the [Ghost] to reproduce the scenes he has experienced and encountered, and collect power by spreading these emotions, and the more people empathize, the more he can feed back to his [Ghost].

It's an anomaly that grows.

For example, before, Qiao Du used the power of [Ghost] when he intimidated the three girls, and at the same time, he found that the scenes in his memory also became more concrete, more terrifying, and more terrifying with the fear of these girls.

For example, before, the scene related to the funeral home had a 10% completion rate, but now, after getting out of the mourning hall and intimidating the bullying girls, this completion rate has increased by 1%.

Qiao Du was a little curious about whether she would be able to materialize an entire funeral parlor when the completion reached 50%, or even 100%.

Of course, this is far from now.

In the process of writing these words, Qiao Du has no skills, it is all feelings, and the power of [Ghost] is integrated into this article.

He checked it and clicked send.

Soon, a hint popped up from the treehole net.

[The content you sent is too long, please re-edit]

"Damn!"

Qiao Du took a look and found that a message on the tree hole network could only send 120 words, which could be called anti-human.

He browsed how other people posted long articles, and soon followed the same example and made a long picture.

This time it was successfully sent.

Qiao Du was still thinking about who saw his article by chance, and then it was out of control, spread widely, caused a frenzy of online discussions, spread all over the streets, and then was invited to participate in a TV show, became famous, and became a well-known creator.

But after waiting for half an hour, the article didn't even have a comment, not even a single like.

"Damn, is it still not good?"

Qiao Twilight couldn't help but hammer down the table.

At this moment, the computer made a ding-dong sound, prompting Qiao Twilight that his [Science Exploration Bot] had a fan.

"Now the attention is an old fan!"

Qiao Du couldn't help but stand up, and he immediately checked the account of this fan, wanting to see what a good person became his first fan.

[Please add XXXXXX to buy fans]

“......”

Qiao Dui's first fan is a zombie.

"Zombie fans are also fans, and some people can't ask for it!"

Qiao Du knows the method of spiritual victory.

Zhou Mingke stood up.

"What, boss, are you going to tell me how I can get my article to be seen by more people?"

Qiao Twilight immediately asked.

"Huh? I'm off work. ”

Zhou Mingke pointed to the wall clock on the wall.

Six.

"It's okay, we don't have that kind of KPI assessment here, and we don't have to work overtime, let's all go home."

She patted Qiao Dui on the shoulder, called Bai Lian again, and walked downstairs with the little girl and left the yard.

Qiao Dumu saw the two of them leave, and sent another message to Su Hong, but there was no reply, and it seemed that she was busy.

He decided to take a stroll around the river and blow the wind.

It's still spring, the evening breeze in Lingjiang is slightly cool, and someone who practices saxophone is sitting on a bench to play, it is a girl, probably at the age of going to college, and her breath is very stable, but she is not very skilled in playing this piece, and it is slightly jerky.

Qiao Du sat generously on the other side of the bench, causing the girl's movements to falter slightly—normally, if she wasn't thick-skinned enough, she wouldn't sit on the bench where the stranger was already sitting.

The slightly out of tune saxophone soon resounded, and the afterglow of the sunset sparkled on the Lingjiang River, and passers-by walked along the guardrail, enjoying a quiet time in the music.

The girl finished playing a song and put down the instrument in her hand, she always felt that someone was staring at her.

Turning her head, the girl found that Qiao Du was looking at this side, and the look in her eyes was not an obscene gaze, but a certain eager anticipation.

Of course, this is mainly because of the looks.

Handsome guys have this privilege.

Before the girl could speak, Qiao Du moved her position and leaned over.

"Hello, do you know about the Science Exploration Bot?"

Qiao Du got straight to the point.

"What?"

The girl didn't understand.

"It's an account of Treehole.com, do you have an account of Treehole.com?"

Qiao Twilight asked enthusiastically.

He took it for granted, causing the girl to refuse for a while, but took out her mobile phone and opened her tree hole net.

"Yes, you search for the Science Exploration Bot...... It's this. ”

Qiao Du guided the girl to follow her account, very satisfied, and then explained.

"If you encounter something strange, you can send a private message to this account and have a chance to post it."

“...... Oh. ”

The girl nodded ignorantly, she found that this account only had three fans if she counted herself, and she suddenly felt a little funny.

What is this new type of pick-up?

She curiously flipped through the posting of this account, and there was only a tree hole except for the one at the top that was exactly the same as the words in Qiao Dui's mouth.

"The Funeral Home Code? 》”

The girl frowned, it seemed to be a little supernatural story written in the first person.

She likes to watch this kind of supernatural short story on weekdays, every time she sees that her whole body is cold, her hands and feet are numb, she doesn't even dare to go to the toilet, and she dreams that the quilt is full of human faces, but she still can't help but want to see it.

That's what people are addicted to.

In the strange community, a well-known talk forum in China, there is a special section for people to post, writing all kinds of ghost stories that are both true and false, she just finished reading an article called "Black Tai Sui" this afternoon, and felt hairy in her heart, so she came to the riverside to practice playing strong courage.

I didn't expect that someone would still push her ghost stories to her face?

Thinking that there were a lot of people here, the girl felt that it was enough to take a look at it twice, so she looked at the first sentence of the long picture.

"I really didn't expect that the first patient after becoming a psychiatrist would come from a funeral home......"

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