Please, It's A Scary World

After the old man finished speaking, he stared straight at the paper money hovering in front of him.

And the little boy beside him still had a weird smile on his face.

I don't know what he is laughing at.

In short, from the first time I met him, it was like this.

Among the countless paper money like snowflakes, Bai Zhi was obviously surprised when he heard the old man's words.

But remembering that the old man asked them to get on the bus to avoid the welcoming queue, he felt that the old man still had some skills.

So when he heard that he asked Fang Ming to come out, he directly asked Fang Ming in the body world.

Fang Ming naturally heard the old man's words, so he was not surprised.

"It seems that this old man should have seen that I will come over just now."

"And he said he knew what I wanted?"

"To be honest, I'm not well myself. What price do I want him to pay?"

"It's really interesting."

Fang Ming stretched out his hand to the white paper and said, "Brother, let me out, I'll talk to him."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Ming felt himself enveloped by a strange aura.

In the next moment, he returned to the normal state from the paper doll state.

The same is true for Seventh Brother on the side. The two of them only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and they had already appeared on the side of the road.

The paper money all over the sky had dissipated, and the white paper slowly fell beside the two of them.

The old man and the little boy were standing on the platform.

Before Fang Ming could speak, the old man said directly: "We only have two minutes to talk, and after two minutes, two guys with thirty eyes and two ghost corpses will come chasing after you and start a big fight with you." .”

"However, the battle between you seems to be a bit strange. Neither side is using all its strength. It is more of a friendly exchange than a battle. It is strange, really strange."

When the old man spoke, the mist in his eyes surged, as deep as two black springs.

Seeing this, Fang Ming couldn't help admiring the old man's predictive ability even more.

While the old man looked at Fang Ming, his heart was filled with turmoil.

He originally helped Fang Ming and the others guide the way, but it was only a matter of little effort, in order to lead them to the crematorium and obtain the "Leaving Shou" clothes".

Before Fang Ming and them, he had already guided many ghosts and monsters.

However, none of them came back normally.

After so many years, guiding people to the crematorium seems to be a daily task for him.

Inside the crematorium, Xincheng incense candles were able to light up. To be honest, the old man did a great job.

Unknowingly, he became the biggest intermediary in the crematorium.

Guiding Fang Ming and the others this time is only in accordance with daily practice.

It's just that he didn't expect that just an hour ago, he was eating with the little boy under the platform, eating some creepy creatures caught around, and he didn't expect his eyes to feel burning.

Then I saw the scene where the white paper turned into a sky full of paper money and brought Fang Ming down.

For Fang Ming, he has a reflection.

A very unique young man, obviously the lowest level, but it seems that the small team of three who came together dominates.

Moreover, he felt that he couldn't see through Fang Ming at all.

Even though Fang Ming's level was very low, it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

That feeling is like facing an abyss.

Seeing Fang Ming looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, the old man felt a chill all over his body for some reason.

But this time is obviously not the time to shrink back, and he is also very clear that Fang Ming will not do anything to him.

Because, he had seen everything that was going to happen an hour ago.

Therefore, this is also where his confidence lies.

The old man coughed dryly: "Cough cough, I know you have some malice towards me at this time, the old man did use you before, but I did let you avoid that deathly welcoming team, which is also considered mutual No debt."

"Now that you have returned safely and found me again, you should have guessed my intentions, and you have come back with the shroud, and are willing to trade with me.

"I don't think you have time to think about what you want to trade with me, but it doesn't matter, I know what you will think, so there is no need for you to continue to think about it."

Every word the old man uttered has a feeling of foresight.

This situation made Bai Zhi and Seventh Brother's eyes widen.

The gray world is so big that it is full of wonders.

But they had never seen such a predictable ghost.

It can be considered a novelty.

On the one hand, Fang Ming was shocked by the old man's ability, but he didn't show it on his face.

What he has to do now is of course not to question the old man, but to deter him.

He was able to escape from the crematorium and brought back the shroud, which in itself was a manifestation of his ability.

The old man is definitely more horrified than they are now.

"For this old man, we are certainly not the first people to be sent to the crematorium by him."

"However, there must be no one who came back, otherwise, he wouldn't be trapped at this bus stop until now.

"So although it seems that he has been making predictions, the initiative is actually in my hands."

"As long as I'm a little unpredictable, he will lower his stance, instead of feeling like he has the winning chance and everything in his hands."

In terms of controlling people's psychology, Fang Ming feels that he is becoming more and more proficient.

This is all impossible.

As a daily player, he is not good at fighting, he can only be good at communication.

What is communication is a psychological game.

Therefore, Fang Ming looked at the uncontrollable excitement in the old man's eyes, and only showed a faint smile on his face.

This smile naturally uses the third level of "``smile infection".

In an instant, the old man felt a strange force spread to his face, making him unable to bear the corners of his mouth.

Not only him, although the little boy on the side was smiling weirdly at first, but at this time his mouth opened even wider, even reaching the point of the ears, and he couldn't control it.

This terrified the little boy.

Seeing the two people's eyes change from excitement to panic, the smile on Wan Lu's face became even more intense.

He immediately used the third-level "friendly greeting" and said: "Old man, tell me, what am I thinking?"

While speaking, Fang Ming heard "fog rising" in his heart at the same time, and the accompanying indescribable fog suddenly rose from his body, covering the entire bus station in the blink of an eye

Fang Ming's figure immediately became erratic in the mist, but what he said just now sounded like a spell in the heads of the old man and the little boy.

The old man suddenly felt a strange, irresistible, indescribable sense of confusion rising from his heart.

It seems that what Fang Ming said must be answered carefully, carefully pondered and remembered.

This feeling made him dazed.

Because his level is much higher than Fang Ming, after only a few seconds, he suddenly woke up.

After waking up, there is endless fear.

"This...how is this possible!"

"That's impossible! Why didn't I see it before?"

The old man screamed in his heart.

An hour ago, in the future he saw, Fang Ming didn't release these gray mist at all, and there was a weird mist everywhere!

In this mist, he found himself unable to see any future clearly.

This, let his liver and gallbladder burst!.