"Everyone, please leave. This guy is talking nonsense."
"Damn, the village disappeared in 1939. You went in last year. Are you afraid you've gone to hell?"
"Let's break up, let's break up. This guy writes supernatural novels. If you don't believe me, take a look at his public account, which is his ID. They are all supernatural novels. He is a liar."
The replies on that floor were filled with questions from netizens. It seemed that the guy's identity had been exposed. He was a writer specializing in supernatural novels.
As a result, no one in my family believed him, and most of the subsequent replies were mocking him, saying that he was too brainless to write a book.
It's just that the guy's last reply was just a grimace, and then there was only one sentence: Whether you believe it or not, those things really do exist in this world.
As expected, there were layers of ridicule below, but the guy whose ID was ‘Angry Laoyan’ did not reply.
I frowned when I saw this. If I had seen this post before, I would have thought that guy was just a mentally ill person who wrote novels. But now that little boy is right in front of me, which proves that anger
What De Laoyan said is true, he might have actually been in that place!
I am a person who is more afraid of trouble and very picky, but today I feel like I have to take care of this matter.
First of all, this little boy's soul is incomplete and cannot be sent to the underworld, so I have to help him find his soul. After all, I am a shady and this is my duty.
Also, that Caomiao Village is located in Jishui, and there is a ghost of the village in it. I can't ignore this kind of thing.
Now there is no Caomiao Village in Jishui. Judging from the situation, it should be the evil done by the little devils after they entered Jishui in 1939. Caomiao Village was destroyed by them, and it is very likely that all the villagers in Caomiao Village died in that year.
But the strange thing is that their ghosts did not go to the underworld, but still stayed in the village.
I don't know what's going on. I'll have to wait until I go there to find out everything.
"Contact that guy who smokes." I said to Duanmu Qing.
Duanmuqing nodded after hearing my words. That guy had been exposed as a writer of supernatural novels. His ID was his public name, so Duanmuqing found him easily.
As expected, there are several supernatural novels on that guy's account, all of which he wrote himself. Some are completed and some are being serialized.
But we are not interested in reading any novels, and we are not interested in knowing whether the guy's writing is good or bad.
Duanmuqing searched in the menu bar, but there was no contact information, so he had to click on text input and typed two words: Are you there?
It's early in the morning, and most people have gone to bed long ago, so I don't have much hope for Duanmuqing's greeting. Not to mention it's too late now, even if it's still early, the angry Lao Yan may not be able to see it.
These authors usually have a lot of fans who follow them, and they don’t have time to read private messages, let alone reply late at night.
But to my surprise, within five minutes of Duanmuqing’s message being sent, my phone lit up.
Duanmuqing picked up the phone and took a look at it, and then said to me: "That guy responded to the message!"
I was a little surprised. I don't know if that guy was too busy or if he just happened to see it and hurried over.
"Beauty here, what's the matter?" This was the guy's reply, followed by a smiling emoticon.
I was a little speechless when I saw this news. Duanmu Qing's WeChat messages were all female. Although the profile picture was his own, the guy's face was prettier than the woman's. It was obvious that the guy opposite Duanmu Qing
Qing thought she was a beautiful girl.
Damn it!
I cursed in my heart, and the image of a slightly bald middle-aged man suddenly appeared in my mind. He was sitting in front of the computer and replying to Duan Muqing. He clasped his feet and smiled obscenely. I thought I had met another one.
An ardent fan of beautiful women, she chatted with herself most of the night, and even looked forward to getting to know her better.
I think this guy is most likely to have this image, and he is still chatting with readers so late. He is probably a slut who is not good at writing books. You must know that the great god has many fans, so how can he have time to chat with readers.
This guy's messages in the middle of the night are basically replied in seconds, what else can he do if he doesn't rush into the street.
"I want to ask you for help with something. Can I meet you?" Duanmuqing replied with a smile on his face.
As soon as the message was sent, the other party immediately replied: "Sure, sister, are you from Jishui too?"
"Yes, is it convenient for you tomorrow?" Duanmuqing asked next.
"Convenient, convenient. Even if I don't have time, I will go anyway when a beautiful girl meets me. Who made you so beautiful?" The guy also had a grimace behind him.
Duanmu Qing, who was holding the mobile phone, bent over with a smile. I was a little speechless. It seemed that that guy was indeed a wretched and greasy guy.
"Bah, you old man!" The old Taoist took one look at him with contempt on his face, and spat on the ground with thick phlegm.
"Okay, brother Yan, let's meet at ten o'clock tomorrow morning at Li's shop on Linfeng Street." Duanmu Qing replied with a playful expression.
This time it took the other person a long time to reply: "Linfeng Street, where do you want to go?" followed by a questioning expression.
It's obvious that this guy feels that a place like Linfeng Street is a bit awkward.
"Yes, it's on Linfeng Street. You can't come. If you don't come, I'll be sad." Duanmu Qing made a crying expression.
"Sister, don't cry. I will be there on time tomorrow. Also, I want to ask, is the avatar yours?"
Seeing this, I finally couldn't help but take a deep breath and tried not to laugh.
It's obvious that the guy opposite is already attracted to Duan Muqing. He's such a slut that he actually wants to have some story with Duan Muqing. I just don't know what will happen to that guy when he finds out that Duan Muqing is a man when they meet tomorrow.
Feel.
The gentle and beautiful female reader turns into a cute girl in the end. I guess that guy will collapse.
"That guy is so fucking wretched, I feel ashamed of myself." The veteran who watched the whole thing couldn't help but sigh, with a look of admiration on his face.
"It's done, that guy will arrive at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." Duanmuqing said to me with a smile while holding his cell phone.
That guy just gave Duanmu Qing his personal contact information, and he has already agreed to arrive at the shop on time at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
I nodded and glanced at the little boy. He was a ghost. I wouldn't let him wander around outside, so I had to take him back to the shop.
Duanmuqing paid the bill and we took the car back to the shop.
I asked Xiaoyu to look at the little boy. Now she can only wait until the guy comes tomorrow and find out where Caomiao Village is.
