In July, the sun is burning with the scorching sun, the sand on the road shines brightly, the heat and air are filled with air, and the people on the road are like ants born in a huge steamer, crowded and in a hurry.

No one wants to stay in such an afternoon, except Shi Mu.

For Shi Mu, summer vacation is a good opportunity to make money.

When Xia Hangyi and Zhou Zhi boarded the train to their hometown, she was setting up a stall on the street to tell fortunes. She saw a lot of people, all of whom were girls.

"Brother, can you tell the marriage between us?"

"Brother, what do you see in my eyes? It's all you."

"One hundred yuan, do you want to have a date?"

"Add me on WeChat and I'll give you happiness!"

There are many people, but they are not serious fortune-tellers. As a result, Shi Mu rewrites the brand - "Selling skills but not your own, If You Are the One".

The crowd scattered.

Shi Mu squatted beggar next to him and sat with her all morning. The broken bowl was filled with ten and twenty yuan, as well as drinks and burgers sent by kind-hearted people.

The homeless man lowered his head to count the money and did not forget to laugh at her: "A man who begs for food knows that this is not implemented anymore. You might as well take a monkey to play with a monkey."

Shi Mu's legs were numb and changed his posture, "It depends on technology when playing monkeys, but I rely on wisdom, that's different."

The homeless man laughed and took the money back into his pocket, "Then you have the ability to calculate it for me. If you calculate it correctly, all the money in my bowl will belong to you."

Shi Mu curled his lips and smiled, "Yes, but we want to find someone to testify."

"That's not easy to deal with." The homeless man was fooled and knocked on the bowl to make everyone's eyes fall. "The guy next to me wants to do my fortune. If I'm sure I'm going to give him my money, if I don't allow her to wear clothes, kind-hearted people will come to help me get a certificate!"

Bettors and charlatans bet?

This is quite strange.

For a moment, half of the pedestrians on the commercial street surrounded him.

Shi Mu looked at the beggar and said directly: "You have a daughter who has died."

A few simple words instantly made the old beggar change his face.

Shi Mu said again: "You killed me."

There was a silence around, and then there was an uproar.

She smiled deeper, "But I still have to congratulate you on your behalf, you won't have to escape again in the future."

After the words came, three policemen squeezed out the encirclement and showed their documents to the old beggar, "We suspect that you are related to the murder case three years ago, please go with us."

He was almost never given the old beggar a chance to react and was taken away.

There was a lot of silence among the crowd.

Shi Mu sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and he felt the unrestrained spirit of a foreigner.

Soon, the crowd who reacted began to quarrel and push, "Master, do it for me, can I get into college this year?"

"Master, when will my lover get divorced?"

"Master, when will my mother-in-law die?"

"Master, can you cure sexually transmitted diseases!"

“…”

At 7 o'clock in the evening, under the unstoppable eyes of everyone, Shi Mu closed the stall and left. She carried her schoolbag and counted the money. She gained a lot today. She made a total of 2,000 yuan in cash, and had less than 3,000 yuan in WeChat transfers, and had rounded five thousand yuan. At this rate, it would be a dream to earn 100,000 yuan a month. If, if, if she could not complete the task and could not leave the world, she could also rely on this skill to earn the expenses of buying a house and going to college.

Be careful after you pack the cash, the phone rings, Fu Yunshen's.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Shi Mu answered the phone.

"Where are you?" Through the microphone, the boy's voice sounded nice and magnetic.

Shi Mu said: "It's the pedestrian street, and I'm about to take a bus back."

Fu Yunshen paused and said, "I'll send someone to pick you up tonight. Remember to wear the clothes I brought for you."

Before he could ask for a confusion in his heart, Fu Yunshen hung up the phone on the other end of the phone.

Inexplicably.

After Shi Mu put his phone back into his pocket, he boarded the bus he had just arrived.

When she arrived at the door of the house, she saw a man in black waiting in front of her from afar. Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and felt that this person looked familiar. After thinking about it, he was just the driver of Young Master Fu's house. He relaxed and walked away quickly.

The driver respectfully delivered the bag on his hand to Shi Mu: "I'll send it to you after changing it."

past?

Shi Mu blinked: "Where to go?"

The driver said with a blank expression: "This is inconvenient to disclose."

Fu Yunshen actually made these mysterious and mysterious things. Shi Mu nodded and took the bag into the inner room.

He brought an expensive white suit with smooth fabric and soft and delicate touch. Shi Mu frowned, feeling a little suspicious, but he didn't think much about it. After all, she had a deep relationship with the boss, so there was no need to harm her.

Thinking of this, Shi Mu changed into that set of clothes.

This suit is tailored for Shi Mu. It has a combination of tailoring and unique cuffs, which set off the warm and white skin color, like a handsome and elegant aristocratic boy in oil paintings.

Finally put on leather shoes, Shi Mu got into the driver's car.

This section of the road is extremely long. When the dusk gradually fades outside the sky, the high-rise buildings on both sides have turned into wilderness plains. Looking at the winding road ahead, Shi Mu finally became uneasy and lay on the back of the chair and asked the driver who was driving, "Have you arrived yet?"

Driver: "Don't worry, you're coming soon."

Shi Mu sat back.

Half an hour later, it was completely dark, Shi Mu's stomach was hungry, the road was bumpy, and she wanted to vomit, but couldn't help but ask, "Sir, have you arrived?"

The driver still answered in a slight manner: "Soon."

Shi Mu covered his stomach and looked at the desolate scenery of the car window, thinking a little uneasy, "Is Fu Yunshen trying to take her to the cemetery and buried it?"

While I was thinking about it, the car finally stopped.

Shi Mu was anxious and got out of the car. When she saw the scenery in front of her, her eyelids jumped up.

On a moonless night, in a barren land, one by one, a piece of dilapidated tombstones that fell to the ground.

This is……

Grave.

Fuck it!

Fu Yunshen is going to kill her!!

Shi Mu turned his head and was about to run. At this moment, the candles along the road were lit up. The tiny candlelight swaying in the wind seemed like ghost fire, full of strange evil spirits. The candles led to the path. Shi Mu looked at his scalp and suddenly heard the engine behind him start. The driver actually ran away while she was stunned!

In the wilderness, in the wilderness, withered graves.

Shi Mu, who was only one person, was weak, pitiful, helpless, and very hungry.

She gritted her teeth and walked inside with a thorn in the air.

After passing through the ghost fire path, Shi Mu saw a long table with a white tablecloth in front of him, with triangle candles lit on it, and classical music sounded even more and more strange in this night.

Shi Mu's whole body was numb and his teeth were trembling.

In a state of trepidation, a black shadow came out of the darkness.

Shi Mu calmed down and looked at it.

Under the hazy candlelight, the boy in a black suit was as tall as a tree, his thick black hair was smearing behind his head, his facial features were deep and handsome, and his long and charming phoenix eyes were looking at her, and his eyes, which were full of coldness and perverts in the past, became extremely gentle at this moment.

Shi Mu was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "What's the thing you're applying on your head? It's shiny."

Fu Yunshen carefully touched his hair and said, "Hair wax."

Shi Mu: "...why are you doing this stuff?"

Fu Yunshen; "Shirtful."

"..." I didn't see whether it was handsome or not, but Shi Mu saw that something was wrong with Fu Yunshen's mind.

She looked at the left and the right. The wind was mixed with the shrill roar of crows, making the environment even more strange. Shi Mu shivered and couldn't help but wrap his arms around, "What are you calling me here?"

Fu Yunshen's eyes flashed: "Date."

Silence.

Shi Mu's lips twitched, "You... are on a date with me on a cemetery?"

Fu Yunshen said: "Please treat you to dinner."

Shi Mu; "...Then do you want me to bibimbap?"

Fu Yunshen shook his head and said seriously: "I'll invite you to have a meal."

As he said that, Shi Mu came to the dining table. He pointed to the dry grave on the left and said, "That's called Wang Er. He did a lot of bad things during his lifetime and should be delicious. Next to him is Widow Liu, a water-based poplar flower, and the taste may be tasty. Liu Mazi is buried in front, a bully in the village. I have investigated before coming. No one is buried here. You can eat it with confidence. I'll treat you to this meal."

Fu Yun smiled deeply, his tone was not very proud: "It's much better than that little guy."
To be continued...