My little mom is the richest man

It was already midnight, and there was no one at the intersection of Norwegian University. The two of them now stood in the middle of the intersection and looked very abrupt.

If there is a drunkard or a survivor at this time, they will definitely be scared by two people.

"Old Chen, what are we doing here?"

Chen Lao Dao took out a paper bag from the yellow cloth bag and poured the contents of the paper bag on his hand. Mu Qiu took a special look, like incense ash.

He sprinkled a circle with incense ash on the ground, and said: "The crossroads are the places where the darkest air is the heaviest. If you want to go down here is the best entrance."

After talking about Chen Laodao's circle, he finished drawing, and then he took out a small box, grabbed a black sticky thing from the small box and handed it to Mu Qiu.

"Here! Put this in your mouth!"

Seeing that dark thing, Mu Qiu couldn't help frowning.

He didn't dare to take it over, and asked directly: "What is this? Why does it look so dirty? You even let me put it in my mouth."

Chen Lao Dao gave him a white look, "For you, this is a life-saving thing. You have just come into contact with the Taoism, and you can't hide your breath. After you go down, you will be exposed by the evil spirits and will eat you directly."

After hearing this, Mu Qiu became serious. This was not a joke, but when he was picking up the bunch of things, he still hesitated.

The sticky feeling in his hand made him even more uncomfortable.

"Can you hide your anger by just putting this thing in your mouth? What the hell is this? Why is it still wet."

"Mud!"

Old Chen's two simple people made Mu Qiu's hand froze, and it was a bit embarrassing to eat mud!

"Is there only one way? Is there another way to hide anger?"

"This is the most effective, and the other ones fail halfway, I don't care about you."

Mu Qiu's expressions wrinkled together, like crying but not crying but not smiling, how ugly and ugly.

"Okay! I'll just plug it in, but can you tell me where the mud is trimmed and why is it still wet?"

"Oh! I am now."

"What is it?" Mu Qiu's mouth couldn't help twitching, he had a very bad feeling.

"Boy pee!" Old Chen said, watching him.

The three words made Mu Qiu stunned again, and the hands holding the mud began to tremble.

The boy's urine and mud actually made him put it in his mouth. Now he just wants to say, "I can't do it!"

I couldn't help shaking, the mud almost fell to the ground.

Seeing him like this, Chen Lao Dao suddenly laughed, "I'm scared to see you kid, I lied to you, boy pee is a good thing, I'm not willing to give it to you if I get it."

Hearing these words, Mu Qiu's body softened, but she was relieved.

"Can you stop making such a scary joke, but where did you get this mud?"

"I went to the river to dig it. It's called river bottom mud in the words of those Internet celebrities now, but it's good for beauty! Don't they all like to use this thing to spread their faces?

Mu Qiu curled his lips, "People said that it is mud from the bottom of the sea, deep sea, that's nutritious!"

"Cut, it seems to me that this river bottom mud is easy to use, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and put it in your mouth."

Mu Qiu glanced at the mud in his hand. After all, the mud at the bottom of the river was better than the mud made with a boy's urine, so he was cruel and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't Li get the sun? (Don't you need to plug it?)"

Mu Qiu was very "clear" when she spoke with mud in her mouth.

Old Chen only frowned when he heard it, but he really let him see what Mu Qiu was talking about.

"I can hide my breath. I don’t need this kind of thing. You are very strenuous to speak now, so don’t talk, especially after you go down. Don’t talk too much, otherwise the mud will fall out and leak out and I’ll be angry. I don’t care about you. Just follow me honestly."