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Chapter 583 43. Happy National Day Everyone

"By the way, your teacher agreed." After finishing the hidden mission, Mu Su said something casually.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Each human contributes at most one jar, so no boost this time around.

Little Elisa kept barking, and Musu couldn't stop laughing.

Musu stopped laughing, and his voice returned to cold: "I'm lying to you, I don't have your teacher's phone number."

Little Eliza was still jumping around, screaming loudly.

"If you continue to quarrel, I may really fight."

Little Elisa stopped crying and looked up at Musu.There was a fragility in his eyes that didn't match his age.

"If you don't believe me, you can check the phone." The sickle turned, and Mu Su pointed downstairs.

Little Elisa looked at Mu Su suspiciously, ran downstairs and threw herself on the sofa, and went to the phone to check it quickly.

There is no recent record other than the number dialed to my father.

Little Elisa breathed a long sigh of relief, collapsed into the sofa, jumped down suddenly after more than ten seconds, and ran upstairs to find Musu.

Rushing through the open door, the room was empty.

The curtains are fluttered by the gentle breeze outside, quiet and peaceful.

Little Elisa suddenly thought of something, and rushed to the homework book in front of the window.

The homework book has dried out for some reason, and it is as smooth as new. The corners of a few pages that have been torn off are also glued on, and only a small crack can be seen.

Little Elisa was surprised and delighted, she looked away, and saw Musu walking down the street...

He suddenly knew how to write that holiday composition.

……

Musu was carrying a sickle, whistling and fluttering faintly.

He thought to himself when did he become so kind?Could it be that he has been nourished, and he also has these useless emotions of human beings...

Then he gritted his teeth viciously and abandoned mercy.

This is the consequence of ignoring me when I talk to you!

No one can ignore Musu...no one!

……

"Shortly after Musu left, little Elisa's father rushed back. He anxiously asked what was wrong, but little Elisa just hugged her father without saying a word, and said that she would never be naughty again. The father was very moved and did We had a sumptuous dinner, and the family of three lived happily ever after.”

Drifting on the road, Musu told a sweet little story in a deep voice, and immediately felt much better.

He was heading to the urban area, and the vehicles and passers-by along the way looked sideways at him, and many took out their mobile phones to take pictures.Many people have encountered fierce ghosts, but it is rare to go shopping in broad daylight—especially one that looks like a god of death.

Mu Su ignored them in a good temper, and now he is going to find the root cause of why human beings are not afraid of fierce ghosts.

A group of young skateboarders came to play, and when they saw Mu Su tens of meters away, they pointed and laughed.

They were a little clever, they bypassed Mu Su and walked up the driveway from a long distance away.

However, he still pointed at Musu and took out his mobile phone to take pictures with the flash.

Mu Susu, with a gentle personality, suddenly accelerated and rushed towards them, exclaiming in surprise, the youths scattered and fled.

The second energy tank fluctuated slightly, increasing by [-]%, better than nothing.

Then he left the block and walked towards the urban area full of high-rise buildings. There were even more pedestrians taking pictures, and even drivers stopped. Regardless of the sound of the horn behind them, the sound of the mobile phone clicking and shooting continued.

Suddenly, a beautiful girl with a nose ring and colorful hair rushed to Musu's side, raised her mobile phone, and pouted towards Musu as if kissing.

click-

Shooting is complete.

"I want to collect money." Mu Su's tone was faint.

The girl was taken aback, and suddenly became more interested and looked at Musu: "You can talk? Are you a god of death? Are you from hell or ghost town?"

Musu refused to answer, and finally set the price of the group photo at $100.

With the first person to eat crabs, the onlookers enthusiastically paid money to take pictures.

A young man was terrified, lying on the ground and stretching out his hand ahead. Behind him, Mu Su stepped on his back and aimed the sickle at the young man's neck.

Click - the photo is taken.

The young man shook hands to express his gratitude and left in high spirits.

A one-year-old baby was placed on Musu's shoulder, holding the hood of the black robe with his little hands.

Click - the photo is complete

The baby giggled, and the father took the baby and nodded his thanks and left.

A girl with her hands crossed, her head hanging slightly, curled up at Musu's feet. Behind her, the God of Death in a black robe opened his arms, as if to embrace the girl.

Click - the photo is taken.

The girl wanted to kiss Musu, but she couldn't find a place to lick her mouth and left with a little regret.

A late old man came to him, and asked with a little expectation, could he live a few decades longer?Mu Su refused, and then took a photo with him.

Click - the photo is taken.

The old man carefully kept the photo, planning to show it to the god of death who came to pick him up when he died.

A little boy squeezed into the crowd, handed out a pile of crumpled change, and then, not at all afraid, grabbed Musu's bony palm, gesticulating with scissors, and asked a passerby to help take a photo.

Click - the photo is complete

The little boy cheered his way out of the crowd and ran away.

Along the way, Musu received a total of 5400 US dollars in rewards.Later, because there were too many crowds of onlookers causing traffic jams, the police came to maintain law and order, looked Mu Su up and down, and ordered him not to carry out commercial activities in the downtown area.

The two policemen were still very talkative, and told Musu in a low voice that he could go to some remote communities or outdoor venues.But it wasn't for nothing: they each took off their police caps and uniforms, and took a group photo with Mu Su.

After the photo was taken, two policemen put on their police uniforms with happy faces and dispersed the crowd.

Everyone was unwilling, and suddenly a woman in a suit holding a recording pen squeezed in front of Musu: "Hello, we are reporters from Today News. We want to conduct an exclusive interview with you, can you see it?"

"Ok?"

Mu Su's head has not yet turned the corner from the popular scene.

The woman in the suit couldn't wait to put the recorder in front of Musu: "Are you the real Grim Reaper or a cosplay lover from Ghost Town?"

"Uh..." At this moment, Musu's brain was thinking quickly, and Fuzhi said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm from hell."

"Wow--"

The surrounding crowd who hadn't dispersed exclaimed in amazement.

The eyes of the woman in the suit were shining brightly, and she was about to ask the second question when two policemen who took Musu's photo appeared dutifully to prevent the tabloid reporter from continuing to harass Musu.

squeak--

Suddenly at this moment, there was a sharp brake sound.

Everyone turned their heads one after another. A van with the logo of the city's TV station on the body stopped abruptly on the side of the road. The door slammed open, and three figures hurriedly jumped out, carrying microphones, cameras and other equipment.

The two police officers looked at each other and maintained order with wry smiles.

The female reporter easily squeezed the dazed tabloid reporter, and the microphone was almost stuffed into Musu's hood.

The photographer quickly turned on the equipment and the interview began.

Half an hour later, the interview with Mu Su appeared on the city's afternoon news that day.

A god of death wandering around the world?
Reporters from various newspapers are rushing to make news if they see flies in shit.Anyway, gossip news has no truth, just make it up.

Musu seems to have become a rising star in this city.

(End of this chapter)