weird world corpse

Chapter 385 Very Mysterious Person

The so-called soul torture can be roughly divided into three stages—infancy, adulthood, and middle age.

Children in their infancy are innocent and innocent, but their nightmares come from every parent's gathering and New Year's Eve.

Whenever such a scenario is encountered, a terrifying question arises.

"How many points did your child score this time?"

"Does your child have any specialties?"

These two most horrific questions made the children extremely fearful, which also caused the horror factor in every gathering.

And when the child grew up and thought he had finally got rid of the nightmare, the nightmare came again.

"How old are you and what do you do?"

"Are you married this year? When are you going to get married?"

The horrific torture escalated again and became a nightmare for young people.

When the youth changes again and becomes a middle-aged man with a family.

When he thought that there was nothing to restrain him, the soul torture was upgraded again, reaching the difficulty of hell level.

"Where does your child go to college?"

"Is your child married? Have you bought a house for your child?"

Three periods, different ways of questioning, but with pressure directed at the soul.

Of course, there are two very effective ways to deal with this kind of pressure.

The first method is very direct, but it should be used when considering your personal safety or tearing your face.

When people ask you, you only need to answer four words - none of your business.

This method is simple and clear. It not only solves the problem, but also completely keeps away from the other party.

Simple is simple, but before the critical moment, it is a bit overkill to use it.

Then the second method is needed to solve it.

Compared with the first method, the second method is relatively technical, and it can be summed up in eight words-return the other's way to the other.

Always stand in the active position. When others torture their souls, you only need to smile without answering, and then return the tortured souls.

It is worth noting that it is necessary to carefully select the weakest part of the opponent to counterattack, and the ability to break the defense can also be doubled.

What Fang Mu was facing now was the second version of soul torture. Of course, he was not panicked at all.

Faced with this question, I even wanted to laugh a little.

Fang Mu sighed, looked up at the sky, showing a desperate expression.

Director Zhou was overjoyed, and when he was about to speak, Fang Mu did not expect Fang Mu to speak.

Fang Mu's tone was sad, with a feeling of falling into the grave of marriage: "It's over, there are still two."

Director Zhou's expression froze: "Two?"

He can still understand after the end, but what about the two?
Fang Mu made a weeping expression, a kind of tragic wind and cold water.

Director Zhou came to his senses and added: "Do you mind having one more? My daughter Zhou Ruo is a great beauty, as you can see."

Fang Mu froze for an instant, and even his expression stayed on the original expression of sighing.

"Think about it?" Director Zhou seemed very serious: "I think, you are Lao Wu's apprentice, we can get closer."

Fang Mu grinned and said, "No, no, two is enough."

Director Zhou asked suspiciously: "Young man, is it okay to be so young? Can you be afraid of both?"

Fang Mu: "..."

He wanted to say that it wasn't a question of whether he could do it or not. As a man, he was really good at it.

But in this case, it really doesn't work.

There may be some tongue-twisting, and it can be classified into one sentence - he is very good, but there are some things that he really can't do.

"I'm talking about Lao Zhou." Director Wuxin said meaningfully: "Don't sell it, let me be fair, Fang Mu's two daughter-in-laws are not ordinary people."

This sentence made Director Zhou curious.

Director Zhou said with interest: "Unusual?"

Director Wuxin smiled and said, "You can't even beat Fang Mu's daughter-in-law, do you think she is unusual?"

Director Zhou was stunned for a moment, he couldn't even beat him?
He didn't question this, because there was no need for such jokes between directors.

Although he is not a fighting type, he is a director anyway, so he can't beat him?
"Sigh." Director Zhou patted Fang Mu's shoulder, and said with a little regret, "Then pretend I didn't say anything about it."

Apart from a trace of regret, there seemed to be other meanings in the words.

The corner of Fang Mu's mouth twitched and said, "They are very nice, and they listen to me very much."

"I understand, I understand." Director Zhou followed Fang Mu's words and said, "Everyone is a man. Although you are speaking forcefully, I understand."

Fang Mu's head is full of black lines, why doesn't he believe it?
Several people were still arguing here, but a person quietly appeared at the door.

Fang Mu was talking excitedly, but suddenly his sixth sense told him that someone was staring at him.

Looking back, Fang Mu saw a person leaning against the door.

This person was about middle-aged, and the reason why he leaned against the door was because his right foot seemed to be disabled.

Fang Mu keenly sensed the information in his eyes.

Appreciation, curiosity and a sense of elusiveness.

"Stand up."

Director Wuxin said something and stood up first.

Not only Director Wuxin, but everyone present stood up.

They didn't speak, just stood straight, looking at the lame middle-aged man with respectful eyes.

Fang Mu didn't understand the situation, so he also stood up.

The middle-aged man seemed to be accustomed to the gazes of these people. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he had a certain imposing manner.

Limping, the middle-aged man came to Director Wu and Director Luo.

He didn't say anything halfway, and walked very slowly.

When the middle-aged man finally walked in front of Director Wu, the first sentence he spoke was astonishing.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Luo, congratulations." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "It's been so many years, and it's a blessing that you two have finally achieved the right result."

Listening to this sentence, Fang Mu frowned slightly.

This sentence... seems to be a word for the junior.

From the moment the middle-aged man came in, the audience was filled with a sense of awe.

Especially this claim made Fang Mu feel very puzzling.

What is the identity of this middle-aged man?
On the field, the middle-aged man passed Director Wu and the two and came to the front.

"So... shall we begin?"

Faint words came out.

Director Wuxin next to Fang Mu walked out and came to the side of Director Wu.

"The wedding of the two newlyweds has officially begun!" Director Wuxin fully entered into the role and shouted: "Bow to heaven and earth!"

As these words came out, the festive atmosphere began to be conveyed.

Director Wu and Director Luo turned around and bowed to the sky and the earth.

"Second worship!" Director Wuxin shouted again.

The two turned around, and this time it was the middle-aged man again.

"Bye husband and wife!"

The two looked at each other and made a final prayer.

Although they are all important figures in Jiantiansi, this wedding is no different from ordinary people, except for the initial marriage snatching.

But Fang Mu had a feeling that the middle-aged man seemed to be paying attention to him from time to time.

(End of this chapter)