To put it simply, isn’t the eight characters just the birthday?

Which hospital doesn’t have stacks of them?

Nowadays, when signing an insurance policy, you need your date of birth. Who can guarantee that your birth date will not be leaked?

My goodness, this is absolute nonsense!

It's possible, but not as exaggerated as you say.

To be honest, Wang Kai is such a pretentious guy that he can hurt people just by looking at his face. Why don't you report him?

What do you mean by 'I won't go into details here'? Who are you pointing to?

After a pause, Zhang Fan clicked on the comment section to see if he could make money this way.

【? Has a second stroke of the anti-fake funeral brother appeared? 】

[Boss, my birth date has been discovered! Is it dangerous? This is how I can know if the other party is making small moves\fist\fist! ]

[Author, are you talking about acupuncture with paper figures? Or black magic? Or other curses? ]

[Boss, I have encountered this kind of thing recently, please help me! ]

[No wonder, no wonder there are always people dying mysteriously, it turns out someone is behind this! ]

[Oh my god? Brother Funeral wouldn't use this method, right?]

【……】

"Fuck, I'm still being led by the rhythm."

When Zhang Fan saw his name appear in the comment section, he was immediately furious.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to leave a message, he saw the author's own comment: [To be honest, I am a sorcerer, but I have never cast a spell.]

"Who are you trying to scare?"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly and immediately commented on this post:

"A baby boy at 3:45 pm on April 14, 1989! Please cast a spell on me!"

After posting the comment, Zhang Fan browsed through the comment section again.

Three minutes later, Zhang Fan came to a conclusion.

This group of netizens must have been screened by the Douying platform.

More than 80% of the people actually believe that Lao Deng knows how to ward off disasters and that he is a sorcerer who has never used any magic!

"Forget it. I don't want to bother with this traffic dog."

After complaining, Zhang Fan was about to row away when the system's voice sounded in his mind:

[Used evil magic 87 times, cast black magic 16 times, success rate 100%, next time cast black magic rate 80%, backlash rate 1%, backlash mortality rate 100%! Lifespan ends within 7 days, host can pay attention. ]

"Fuck? He really is an evil cultivator?"

Zhang Fan was obviously stunned when he heard the system's prompt.

I didn't expect that this old Deng, who looks so-so, is actually a hidden master.

According to the system's introduction, he should be of the same kind as Gong Dashan.

Would Xuanmen not take action against such a person?

It’s fine if you can’t find out who Gong Dashan is, but Lao Deng is active on the Internet every day, so you can’t find out who he is either.

Could it be that the most dangerous place is the safest place?

Is it that the dark is hidden under the lamp, or are these people in Xuanmen in cahoots with him?

No matter what, the system has already rung, so it’s not excessive to promote the product.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan stopped thinking about these complicated issues.

Returning to his own comment, Zhang Fan planned to add another description of the activity.

Unexpectedly, when he found the comment, the author of the video had already responded.

Changhong funeral and funeral one-stop service: […Please cast a spell on me. ]

Sanye: [arrange it right away\smile]

"Oh my, it seems like you're going to fight me to the death!"

Zhang Fan was also somewhat surprised by the Third Master's comments.

It has been a long time since anyone dared to confront me head-on on the Internet.

It's not surprising, after all, this third master has some real skills.

In this case, there is no need for me to hesitate.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan made another comment:

[Brother, God has his way, so don't do bad things. We usually don't accept customers like you, but considering your advanced age, we will make an exception for you. No discount, but you can give us a pound of leeks as a gift.]

After leaving a comment, Zhang Fan swiped away.

It’s just the Internet, who remembers who?

Maybe the other party was just talking nonsense, but the system prompts that he really won’t live long.

Although the system did not clearly point out the reason, it should be related to his own behavior.

Besides, even if the other party really uses black magic, I can’t get rid of it.

After swiping away, Zhang Fan swiped for another ten minutes.

But the video content is the same as before, all kinds of niche videos.

Although the repetition is a bit high, Zhang Fan still seems interesting and is not too entangled with it for the time being.

Continuing to scroll upwards, Zhang Fan came across an archaeological video.

"Hmm? Another tomb robber?"

Looking at the shifty faces in the video, Zhang Fan murmured subconsciously.

But soon, Zhang Fan noticed the username of this account:

[Da Nan Archaeological Team]

"So it's the provincial archaeological team. That's all right. These guys are really capable and handsome."

After seeing the other party's vest, Zhang Fan's face changed immediately.

Just as I was about to take a closer look at the contents, there was a knock on the door:

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boss, am I coming in?"

Recognizing Zhang Fan's voice, Zhang Fan responded, "Come in."

Pushing the door open, Wang Kai walked towards Zhang Fan with a puzzled look on his face, holding his phone:

"No... Boss, if you want to fight with someone online, then just fight. Why did you report my birth date? You are so immoral!"

On the mobile phone screen was the "Eight Characters Science Popularization" video that Zhang Fan had just seen.

Zhang Fan’s comment has received more than 2,000 likes, and there are countless follow-up comments.

“Ah… this…”

Zhang Fan scratched his head and said seriously, "I must have filled it out randomly. I thought you guys wouldn't write your real birthday when you signed a contract... What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Wang Kai shook his head and said, "No, I want to tell you that it's more fun to fill in your own."

"Fun?" Zhang Fan asked doubtfully, "Have you tried it?"

"Of course I have. I have been practicing on myself since I was a kid." Wang Kai said proudly, "Next time there is such an event, please remember to sign me up. Thank you, boss."

After saying that, Wang Kai turned and left. Zhang Fan stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, Brother Kai, under what circumstances will the black magic backfire?"

Wang Kai was stunned: "This thing only has success and failure, there is no such thing as backlash. Backlash comes after the black magic."

“I see… I understand.”

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, wondering why he still had many questions even though he had learned 30% from Wang Kai.

This system task needs to be accelerated.

After Wang Kai left, Zhang Fan continued to watch the archaeological video.

Although he didn't understand the content of the video, one of the members of the archaeological team instantly caught Zhang Fan's attention.

After repeatedly adjusting the progress bar, Zhang Fan finally froze the picture on that team member.

"Zhao Feng? Did I recognize the wrong person?"

Looking at this familiar face, Zhang Fan frowned slightly.

After confirming it several times, Zhang Fan came to the conclusion: this must be Zhao Yong's cousin Zhao Feng.

How could this kid sneak into the archaeological team?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Fan walked out of the office with his phone and found Zhao Yong and the other person who were chatting:

"Brother Yong, take a look, is this your cousin Zhao Feng?"

"Um?"

Zhao Yong was obviously a little surprised and quickly looked at Zhang Fan's mobile phone screen.

I haven't contacted this guy for several days. Is he up to something again?

After just one look, Zhao Yong frowned: "That's him! Where did he go?"

"Archaeological team? Why is this guy in a tomb?"

“Are you crazy?”

Zhao Yong's expression became visibly nervous, and he hurried to confirm the identity of this group of people.

After seeing that this was the Da Nan Archaeological Team, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait a minute, I need to make a phone call to find out..."

After a moment's pause, Zhao Yong took out his cell phone and called Zhao Feng.

Zhao Yong didn't treat Zhang Fan and Wang Kai as outsiders, so he simply turned on the speakerphone and played the sound out loud.

“Ding ding ding.”

The call was connected as the prompt tone came to an end.

Zhao Yong asked sternly, "Where are you? Are you in Zhaojia Village? Are you on the archaeological team?"

After a long silence, Zhao Feng replied, "Cousin... I am... I am here for the archaeological team. Although I am an outsourced member, it is a stable job after all."

Zhao Yong sighed and said in a deep voice, "There are many stable jobs. Why did you choose the archaeological team? Why don't you discuss it with me? The cemetery is not suitable for you. Resign immediately."

"Brother...I, hey..."

Zhao Feng sighed repeatedly, and then explained helplessly:

"To tell you the truth, brother, you really can't blame me this time!"

"That dog you raised, Xiao Hei, bit someone when Sister Yun and I went to the market that day. The person bit was a member of the archaeological team!"

"If it had bitten just one person, we could have just spent some money and gotten away with it, but he bit the entire archaeological team!"

"The other party asked for two hundred thousand yuan. If I don't pay, they will treat me like a mad dog and catch An Le. Do you think I can watch Xiao Hei get caught?"

"Two hundred thousand, how can we have so much money? Didn't you give me the 120,000 I won from gambling last time? I didn't spend any of it, I gave it all to them."

"I still need 80,000 yuan. I signed a two-year contract with a monthly salary of 6,000 yuan. They say they are an archaeological team, but in fact I am just a laborer with them."

"But I feel that this income is not bad, so I don't object too much."

After hearing what Zhao Feng said, Zhao Yong immediately looked ashamed, thinking that he had judged people by a stereotype this time.

This guy Xiao Hei would run away for a few months and then bite people when he came back.

It may look a little cowardly to outsiders, but Zhao Yong knows that Xiao Hei will never bite randomly.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yong said, "I see. How about this? Take two days off and come back. I have something to tell you."

Zhao Feng: "Okay cousin, I don't have any missions today or tomorrow, I'll be there later."

“…”

After chatting for a while, Zhao Yong hung up the phone.

Wang Kai immediately teased, "Old Zhao, this matter is indeed your fault. You scolded my brother without knowing right or wrong. You said you raised a dog to bite people randomly, you might as well raise a ghost."

"Come on, my dog ​​doesn't bite people randomly."

Zhao Yong rolled his eyes at him, then looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Boss, I think there is something wrong with this archaeological team. I'm only talking about the members in the video."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Sure." Zhao Yong said seriously.

"Okay, I'll ask Liu Jun."

…

At the same time, in Yuncheng next to Nancheng.

The most powerful funeral company headquarters in the entire 'Great Southern State'.

"Third Master, are you really planning to meet Changhong Funeral?"