The candles on the table were red like blood, and the flames on it were slightly shaking because of the people walking around.

Living people eat, dead people burn incense.

Fang Mu frowned and recalled what he had heard just now.

He looked at the place where the tablets were placed, where there were indeed three bowls of white rice, especially the chopstick inserted on it, which attracted attention.

What is most puzzling is that there are not even names on these three tablets, and they are all blank.

In an empty room, there were three unnamed tablets, especially the three bowls of white rice placed in front, which revealed a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Isn’t it just that the yin and yang are reversed when the dead eat and the living are burning incense?

If Mr. Wu has no problem, he will believe it.

"What are you going to talk to me?"

Just as Fang Mu was thinking secretly, Mr. Wu's voice sounded from behind.

Fang Mu came back to his senses and smiled and said, "Mr. Wu is a beauty today and has an appointment? He also put on a red candle. It seems that he is going to have a candlelight dinner. Is it a bit presumptuous for me to come?"

When Mr. Wu heard this, his face changed slightly, he stepped forward and prepared to grab the candle in his hand.

His movement was not completed, and he stopped without even hitting the fiery red candle.

Fang Mu followed the look and Mr. Wu's expression was very entangled, as if he had difficulty making a choice about this candle.

After a while, Mr. Wu sighed and let go of his hand.

"I'm not feeling well today." Mr. Wu said tiredly: "Even if it's a big deal, I'll talk about it tomorrow. You can go first."

Fang Mu said with interest: "I've come here, so let's have a meal here."

Mr. Wu frowned, stared at Fang Mu, and said in an unknown tone: "I think you have something in your words, what does it mean?"

Fang Mu pointed to the three bowls of rice on the tablet and smiled: "What a pity, I didn't seem to add food to the dead. I don't know if they like it."

The room fell into a strange silence for a moment, and a large amount of cold sweat appeared on Mr. Wu's face, flowing down his cheeks.

"What does it mean?" Mr. Wu's mouth twitched slightly, and he forced a smile: "Why can't I understand?"

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward, grabbed Mr. Wu's collar, and said, "Die people eat, living people burn incense. You are reversing the yin and yang. Do you want to raise ghosts?"

Mr. Wu's face turned pale in an instant, and he shook his head crazy: "It's not like this, it's not like this! I didn't do this!"

Fang Mu let go of his hand and picked up the candle on the table.

At this moment, Mr. Wu rushed over quickly.

"don't want!"

It was too late to say it.

Fang Mu only felt cold on his hands. When he looked down, he found that it was a child's hand, which was placed on his wrist.

The hand was pale like paper. Looking along the hand, Fang Mu saw a pale little boy squatting under the table.

The little boy's eyes had no whites, and they were all filled with black.

It seemed that he had noticed Fang Mu's gaze, and the little boy's eyes were staring at him tightly.

Cold and dull, and a crazy aura came from these eyes, making people creepy.

At the same time, the Yin Qi drilled into Fang Mu's body along the contact position.

Fortunately, Fang Mu had already added functional activation to his kidneys in advance and obtained true qi. Under the flow of true qi, this cold feeling was offset.

【Your kidneys find it boring to see the little ghost.】

【Your hand finds it boring to see the little ghost.】

【Your brain finds it boring to see the little ghost.】

All organs in the body are expressing their opinions, and most of them expressing that they are not interested.

Fang Mubin thought it was like this, but unexpectedly, a maverick guy appeared.

【Your mouth suddenly fell into deep thought, and it seemed like you felt disgusting.】

[After seeing this little devil, your mouth remembered the disgusting things you did under the street lights before.]

[Your stomach feels very uncomfortable and starts to vomit, and you ask your right hand to raise your middle finger to your mouth.]

Fang Mu: "???"

We chatted together for a long time, but it was because of this incident.

His organs were arguing, and he couldn't stop now.

Looking at the little ghost in front of him, Fang Mu showed a kind smile.

"Little brother, this is not the place you should come. Can I take you home?"

Before he could finish his words, the organs in his body began again.

【Your stomach feels even more uncomfortable when you see your hypocritical smile.】

[Your kidney means that a real man should leap his gun and ride a horse, and he will ride a horse and rush to death. You must not talk nonsense.]

【Your brain thought about it and felt that this little guy didn’t respect you very much, so he decided to find a simple and effective method.】

【After careful thinking, your brain decides to use the method of exorcism.】

【Your hand thinks you don’t know how to do it, and starts to act and intends to demonstrate it to you.】

Fang Mu raised his right hand, swung his hand directly, and slapped the little ghost in the face.

All the true energy was poured into the palm of your hand. When the slap was slapped, even if the little ghost was not a physical body, it would hit him, making a crisp sound.

"Bang!"

"ah--"

The little ghost let out a shrill scream and began to roll.

On its face, a white flame was constantly spreading.

After a while, the little ghost rolled slowly and slowly, and finally stopped gradually, turning into ashes and disappearing.

【Successfully exorcising ghosts, your brain feels very satisfied.】

Fang Mu looked at his right hand. Is this way of exorcising ghosts too physical?

When Mr. Wu saw this scene, he stood there in a daze and did not dare to move.

This person... can beat ghosts? He can even slap ghosts in the face? In the end, he slapped the ghost to death?

If someone had told Mr. Wu before that a person could slap the ghost to death, Mr. Wu would definitely slap that person.

But now, Mr. Wu just wants to slap himself in the face.

Fang Mu turned around and said, "Don't look at me like this. It's a common way to exorcise ghosts, right?"

Mr. Wu's shoulders began to tremble, and then he made an action.

Under Fang Mu's gaze, Mr. Wu knelt directly on the ground, with a begging look in his eyes.

Mr. Wu supported the ground with both hands, kowtowed constantly, and knocked the ground with a thump.

After kowtowing more than a dozen times, Mr. Wu raised his head and his forehead was blood-red.

Mr. Wu's eyes were filled with hope and said tremblingly: "Save me! Save me!"

Fang Mu frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, don't make this gesture."

Mr. Wu did not stand up, as if a drowning man grabbed the last straw and refused to let go: "Since last month, some strange things have come to my house, and last week, even continued to my company, and I really have no choice."

Fang Mu pointed to the three bowls of rice on the tablet and said, "What's the situation?"
Chapter completed!