Fatty Fang called out his master so simply, as if I was his recreation, his eyes lit up and commented on me with expectant eyes.

"That... I'll give it to you tonight."

I helped him up and stopped talking about the topic. After a while, I said: "When you three move forward, pay attention to the distance between each other. Then I will start with the flowers and I will line up. Have you brought all your phones? Check if the map navigation is good, my broken pirated phone has no signal anymore!"

"Report to Brother Yi!"

Fatty Fang picked up the phone that had just been smashed on the ground: "My phone screen is broken! It's all spent, I can't see anything!"

"Huahua doesn't bring her cell phone when she goes out..."

Yin Ruhua really obeyed me and stood at the front of the team.

The old lady took out the cell phone in her pocket and glanced at it: "I don't have any signal!"

After hearing the three of them, my heart was stuttering... It was not how important the map was, but that the map had at least a sense of direction.

Fatty Fang looked up at the street sign next to the traffic light and said to me: "We are now on Antu Street. It will take about an hour to walk to the north of the road. It will take more than twenty minutes to take a taxi, but it is quite far from home anyway."

"There is definitely no way to get a taxi in this environment now. Do you recognize the way?"

"Recognize the way!"

"If you recognize the way, please direct us to move forward!"

After my brief communication with Fatty Fang and I, it was still his wife who led him. He directed his wife to go from where to go. After walking around for nearly twenty minutes, we walked from Antu Street to Anshun Street. We walked around the Anzi, and successfully walked to Songdong Railway Station where the three districts of the road south, north, and Songdong were connected.

Songdong Railway Station and Songdongdong Railway Station are both old stations, and the current Songdong Railway Station is in the period of reconstruction and decoration. Although the building has been roughly completed, it still seems too desolate. Due to time, there are a few waiting late at night to wait for the train, and choose the cheapest green train to the distance to seek a living.

I always feel that seeing the cold and cold world, I can see clearly at the train station late at night, some are waiting, some are laying blankets on the ground and taking a nap in suitcases, and some are eating cooked food and drinking white wine for self-anspermia.

The breath of fireworks hits you, but it makes people feel depressed.

After passing the North Square of the Railway Station, you will walk further forward to the jurisdiction of Lubei District.

I specifically told Yin Ruhua to let her pay attention to the surrounding environment, because even if there were living people present, the fragrance that lingers on my nose still did not disappear.

It means...bad things may appear later.

From a general analysis, the caster hiding behind the scenes should have some spells such as "Qimen Dunjia" and puppets.

I don’t know how strong he is... Anyway, if you are facing the steel head-on, Yin Ruhua will definitely give him a "hand-killing Japanese devils".

There is a small artificial ticket hall in North Plaza, which has been closed for a long time... However, the door of the ticket hall has not been closed. Looking at the door lock, it should be because someone pried open it with heavy objects, but why did no one notice it?

I blinked my eyes and felt from the bottom of my heart that there must be something strange or other indescribable dirty things in this ticket hall.

The ticket hall can be said to be the place where the popularity flows during the day except for the inlet and exit, and it is mainly a wealthy transaction.

Many things and many agreements are done through money

If someone uses money under specific Feng Shui bureaus and magic circles, it will achieve a kind of effect of turning bad luck.

If you really want to harm others, you can concentrate other people's yin energy on a banknote, and then find an opportunity to hand the banknote to the person you want to harm, and then plant the cause on him and wait for the fruit of the mouth to bear fruit. That is when your life is lost.

So picking up money on the roadside is not necessarily a good thing.

For example, there is a superstitious custom passed down in the "Gaoshan tribe" in Wandao. If there is a child at home who dies before getting married, the master will ask a little paper man to tie a paper man. Then the child's birth date is written on the paper man, and sealed it in a red envelope with money, and throw it on the road. If any child wants to pick it up, this bank is the "bride price" that buys out his lifespan, and must marry the dead.

"Don't leave now!"

I called out the three people who wanted to move forward, and glanced at the ticket hall: "Huahua... look at what's in this ticket hall!"

"Someone..."

Yin Ruhua looked back and saw the abnormalities in the ticket hall: "Many people... they were lined up, a long line! They were almost lined up by my brother... Hey? They seemed to be looking at my brother! Brother, they were looking at you!"

Look at me!?

I clenched the strip of cloth wrapped around my palm in advance, and my heartbeat increased sharply.

"Brother... they seem to like you very much!"

Yin Ruhua kept her simple and silly smiled as usual, and smiled Ruhua raised her hand and pointed at me behind her, as if there were infinite possible things happening there: "They were talking about my brother! They said that my brother was singing very much, which would remind them of the warm moments that happened when they were alive, and they seemed to be very afraid of my brother!"

Could it be that the "those people" that Yin Ruhua said had heard me sing?

After all, I sing without covering my appearance. They remember my appearance and behavioral characteristics... Wait! Since they have heard me sing, it means they also know my bad identity.

I don’t have a bad identity now, can I calm down the “those people”?!

Some of them were even more scared by my despicable methods. Will they take this opportunity to give me a "bury the sun and be bullied by ghosts"?

Damn it! It's all a ghost, why are you holding grudges?

"Brother... don't move!"

Yin Ruhua suddenly emphasized her tone, her ears trembled visible to the naked eye, as if listening to a hidden sound, and then continued to point at my back: "Brother... they are telling me... they want to listen to my brother singing, and let my brother shake their heads with them! They said they are so excited now! I feel that the ghost life has reached orgasm!"

Watt?!What does it mean to ask me to take them to shake their heads?!

Could it be that the ghost has evolved to the point where he likes to commit suicide!?

I don’t have a network cloud suppression microphone! Singing can’t affect their emotions!

"They asked you to sing quickly! If you don't sing, they will commit suicide!"

Yin Ruhua happily acts as a translator.

I was confused again...What is suicide?

Do you treat me as an idol star and treat them as an illegitimate child to meet your idol?! I can play a fortress in the sea fortress for you!?

"Something has started to hold their eyes... They said they are not making fun of it! If you don't sing, they will really commit suicide!"

Yin Ruhua explained in a colorful way, and even made a clasped-eye action.

Is it a suicide that killed your uncle! Is there a problem?!

I muttered in my heart, and then I thought about it, if I don’t sing, there are really a few ghosts who will kill themselves with one move today. Is it a sin to commit sin? Is it impossible to commit sin? It is impossible to commit sin in this life!

I had to bite the bullet and sing a few words casually: "Unity is strength, this strength is iron! This strength is steel..."

What are the lyrics that are sung later?

When I was nervous, I whispered, looked at the ugly eyes again, and tried to tell me that the singing could not stop. I could only sing with my teeth and sang: "A chicken in my left hand, a duck in my right hand, and a fat baby behind my back!"

To be honest, my singing is very ugly. Not only is it an old and broken voice, but it is also a duck voice. This singing directly makes the atmosphere even more weird, making people hear it, making people feel thrilling in their hearts, and they are definitely noise.

The first time I felt that singing was a pain.

Is this the wicked man who has his own wicked man?

Oh my God! God! I realized it!

"They said that my brother has no internal flavor in singing, he can't shake his head, he can't dance and have fun! They are unhappy! They want to eat us."

Yin Ruhua said this and lost her smile. She covered her cheeks with her hands, and her limbs began to twitch, as if her emotions were about to lose control.

It was already cool late at night because she became even colder.

"Damn... sister! You are calm!"

I was facing the darkness head-on. Without opening my eyes, I actually saw the boundless black and red corpse gas that was so dazzling and extraordinary.

It was as if the sea of ​​blood in front of you, the crumbling throne could no longer suppress the sea of ​​blood. If it was really the sea of ​​blood descending.

I guess any small wave can be photographed by me.

It's over!
Chapter completed!