The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 61
Fu Mo gave Zhou Nianci a cold look, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Got it!" His tone was indifferent.

Zhou Nianci didn't seem to mind Fu Moshen's indifference at all, but nodded with a smile, her weak and unable to take care of herself tone was somewhat similar to Mu Yunxi's, she really deserves to be a cousin...

After a few words, they came out of the hospital.

Fu Moshen was silent along the way, not knowing what he was thinking, Qiao Yimo couldn't hold back, "Don't you think this is a bit strange?"

When Zhou Nianci disappeared before, although Mu Yunxi was anxious, he didn't take Zhou Nianci as particularly important, but now he is openly "entrusting the orphan" in his will?
What's more, Zhou Nianci somehow became a member of the Mu family, which makes people feel a little weird anyway.

"Actually, I also received an email not long ago, which was sent by Mu Yunxi." Fu Moshen spoke suddenly, his eyes were very complicated.

"What?" Qiao Yimo looked at Fu Moshen in surprise. He also received the "will"?
Fu Moshen handed her the big brother, which showed the email.

It states that this is a regular email. If Mu Yunxi does not log in to the mailbox for more than three days, the email will be sent automatically. The content is nothing more than Mu Yunxi's self-reporting that ghost hunting is very dangerous. If there is any accident, this email is a suicide note, etc. It also said that everything about her will be left to Zhou Nianci, because she is also a member of the Mu family, and that she will ask Fu Moshen to help Zhou Nianci in the future. If you need help with ghosts, you can also ask Zhou Nianci etc……

But it did not explain Zhou Nianci's life experience.

This made Qiao Yimo sigh. It turns out that Qin Tu is Mu Yunxi's true son. Compared with Fu Moshen's "Tuogu Mail", the one in his hand is probably more serious.

"I didn't expect Mu Yunxi to trust Qin Tu more than you, tsk tsk tsk..." Qiao Yimo joked, but Fu Moshen remained silent, which was very inconsistent with his previous style. Qiao Yimo Looking at him like this, he couldn't help but feel angry. Could it be that this person is really upset about the mail?

Sitting in the car, Fu Moshen suddenly asked, "Tell me, why did Mu Yunxi leave such an email?"

Qiao Yimo was baffled by his question, she was not Mu Yunxi, how could she know what she thought, but it was miraculous that she could leave a suicide note in advance.

Before she could reply, Fu Moshen murmured, "This woman, I don't think she's someone who can write this kind of email."

Qiao Yimo instantly became sour, and gave Fu Moshen a look. How long have they known each other, but only a little longer than her!

Fu Moshen didn't notice her emotions, and was still immersed in his own world.

"Stop, I want to get off!" Qiao Yimo roared angrily, startling the driver, and turned to look at Fu Moshen for confirmation.

"It's useless to see him. If you don't stop, I'll jump out of the car!" Qiao Yimo glared at Fu Moshen.

Fu Mo pursed his lips deeply, "Stop the car."

Without the slightest hold back, Qiao Yimo was so angry that he got out of the car without looking back.

Fu Mo sat quietly in the car, looked down at his eldest brother, and glanced over every word in the email...

After getting out of the car, seeing that Fu Moshen didn't hold back at all, let alone getting out of the car to chase her, Qiao Yimo's heart suddenly turned cold.

She stood where she was, looked at Juechen's leaving car, then at the darkening sky, and greeted Fu Moshen's ancestors in her heart.

"Why are you here?" A man's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Qiao Yimo ran away in a frightened step.

"What are you running for?" The man behind caught up in a few steps and grabbed Qiao Yimo's clothes.

"Help! Fu Moshen, save me!" Qiao Yimo closed her eyes and screamed, waving her fists and kicking everywhere.

The man gasped after being attacked, "Open your eyes and see, it's me!"

Only then did Qiao Yimo realize that this person's voice sounded familiar, and carefully opened one eye, only to realize that it was actually Qiao An.

"You walk silently in the middle of the night?" Qiao Yimo stroked his frightened heart, and gave Qiao An a hard look!
"I saw you on the street just after I got off work, so..." Qiao An hadn't finished speaking before Qiao Yimo pushed her back a few steps.

Qiao An looked at it in surprise, thinking: This girl is quite strong?

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a flower pot fell from the sky and hit the ground with a bang!The petals and soil were all shattered into dregs. If Qiao Yimo hadn't had quick eyes and hands, Joan's head would have blossomed.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, and glared at Qiao An, "What are you thinking, I saved you, and you should treat me to dinner if you want to!"

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner!" Joan quickly reacted, he glanced at the flowerpot on the ground with lingering fear, and turned his head to sweep a roadside stall selling beef noodles.

"Let me treat you to beef noodles," he said.

Qiao Yimo didn't refuse either, anyway, she is so hungry now that she doesn't pick what she eats!

The two chatted while walking, and as soon as they entered the shed, Qiao Yimo saw a familiar figure greeting the guests, and when he turned around, it turned out to be the boy from Lingshi!

Seeing Qiao Yimo staying in place, Qiao An looked at her suspiciously, "Aren't you hungry, why don't you come in?"

Qiao Yimo twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly, is this a real noodle stall?Has the business in Lingshi gotten so bad now?

The shed was filled with the aroma of beef noodles, and her stomach was rumbling uncontrollably.

"I can afford a bowl of beef noodles." Qiao An thought that Qiao Yimo was embarrassed, so she stretched out her hand and dragged Qiao Yimo to sit at the door.

Qiao Yimo's eyes were always on the boy's body. When he looked up, an old woman was cooking noodles. There were already several tables of guests sitting in the shed. Looking at their satisfied faces, he knew that the noodles should taste quite good.

Joan stretched out his hand and waved in front of her eyes, "What's the matter, do you know each other?" As he spoke, he followed the young man's back and looked twice.

"I don't know him, but... I think this little brother is quite handsome." Qiao Yimo hid his identity as a boy with a chuckle.

"You like looking at faces so much?" Joan asked curiously.

"Who doesn't like good-looking people?" Qiao Yimo replied casually.

Joan nodded thoughtfully.

"Waiter!" Joan beckoned, and the boy trotted over, looking at them with a smile.

Qiao Yimo stared at the young man, his eyes glanced at the floral apron on his body, his face was complicated, although business now pays attention to cross-border, but from selling magic weapon charms to selling noodles, isn't the span a bit too big?
(End of this chapter)