Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

After saying this, the Lord of Hell shut up shyly.

Chen Mu stood in a sea of ​​white hair. He felt his feet go weak and he almost fell to his knees.

At one point, Chen Mu even suspected that he was being set up by the Lord of Hell.

He had imagined many possible secrets.

The most terrifying one is the Lord of Hell and the Supreme of Weirdness. They are actually two clones of the same entity, and they are setting a trap for themselves!

This is the most outrageous secret that Chen Mu could think of with his normal brain.

Chen Muben thought that he had lived two lives and for such a long time, so he must have seen all kinds of storms.

But the facts always tell him that he is still too young.

The Lord of Hell - the former ruler of Hell - the master of weird culture, you tell me, it is a white! Hair! Control!

The white hair it likes is not the kind of white-haired men/women. It is simple and just likes fluffy white hair.

It took Chen Mu half a minute to reluctantly accept this situation. He couldn't help but ask:

"How long have you had this symptom?"

The Lord of Hell pondered for a while, and he was really thinking seriously, "For a long, long time, since the beginning, I have liked fluffy things."

"Does the Supreme Trickster know? Could it be that the guy knows your secret and is using it to blackmail you into giving up Hell to him?"

Chen Mu couldn't help but think about it. It wasn't that he wanted to be dramatic, but he found that reality was too complicated and could not be understood by ordinary thinking.

The Lord of Hell quickly denied, "How is that possible! I haven't told anyone. This is my deepest secret."

Chen Mu said: "From what I know, it is very difficult to resist a fetish. How have you satisfied your fetish over the years? There is no white hair in the Hell Mall."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crack suddenly appeared on the wall in front of Chen Mu.

A hidden secret door appeared in front of Chen Mu.

Chen Mu pushed open the secret door and saw a patch of white hair behind it.

The Lord of Hell said: "I secretly collected this and hid it in the last room. This is my last retreat, hidden in the last room on the eighteenth floor underground. No one will find it unless I die."

Chen Mu really wanted to say, if you were discovered, you would be socially doomed, right?

Chen Mu touched the white hair. This was collected by the Lord of Hell from hell with great painstaking efforts.

The white hairs are not pure in color, and some have even turned yellow. They are not soft to the touch, and are rough and not smooth. Some even feel prickly.

Obviously, the blood-red hell and the fluffy white hair are naturally incompatible.

It is not easy to find Baimao in hell.

It must have taken the Lord of Hell a lot of effort to collect this dark room.

Chen Mu believed it. If it weren't for his true passion, no one would be able to persist in collecting so much white hair.

"So, have you and the Supreme Master of Weird Dao joined forces?" Chen Mu asked directly.

"Unite? We are enemies, why should we unite?"

"Did you two make a deal?"

"No, although his hair is white, I don't like him."

Hearing the Lord of Hell's straightforward answer, Chen Mu's mouth twitched slightly.

Chen Mu wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Chen Mu finally confirmed that his cautious test had resulted in both good news and bad news.

The good news is that the Lord of Hell has not joined forces with the Supreme Lord of Weirdness, so there is no need to worry that the Lord of Hell's motives are impure.

The bad news is that the Lord of Hell is a white-hair fan.

Wait... this doesn't seem like bad news, does it?

Ghosts are just like people, with all kinds of quirks. As long as they are not too explosive and do not hurt others, Chen Mu can only respect and bless them.

Chen Mu touched his hair, luckily he didn’t have white hair, so he didn’t have to worry about his butt.

That's not right either. The Lord of Hell has no gender and cannot be measured by common sense. To put it bluntly, he is the embodiment of culture.

This collection of weird cultures actually likes pure white and soft fur?

Is this what the ancients said, that everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme?

Chen Mu couldn't figure it out, but he figured out one thing -

We can’t let the Lord of Hell see Bao Bao!

It is hard to believe that the Lord of Hell can control Bao Bao, a fat baby who is so white, soft and warm.

It would be bad if Baobao ran away.

Although as a contracted monster, Baobao and Chenmu are bound together and cannot be abducted.

However, Chen Mu still felt a little jealous about the feeling of being touched by others.

The Lord of Hell seemed to be immersed in the white hair, unable to extricate himself. "Look at this white ocean, how comfortable and warm it is. I really want to immerse myself here forever and never leave."

"That's really enjoyable." Chen Mu gave a thumbs up.

"But... this kind of scene can only happen in dreams."

When the Lord of Hell said this, there was a hint of loneliness in his tone.

It actually knew very well that it was probably dreaming. Even as the Lord of Hell, at its peak, it had never had such a sea of ​​white hair.

On the one hand, it cannot be found in hell;

On the other hand, because it goes against the weird culture and will shake the foundation of the Lord of Hell's power, it is impossible to show it in front of his subordinates.

Chen Mu did not end the illusion immediately. Looking at the intoxicated look of the Lord of Hell, he decided to wait until the effect of the hallucinogenic fog wore off before dispelling it himself.

Since the Lord of Hell likes it so much, let him indulge it for a while longer.

After one hour.

The Lord of Hell slowly woke up from the illusion. He could not remember what he had just experienced in the illusion, but he could feel that his body and mind were extremely happy.

The Lord of Hell discovered that Boss Chen and two workers were cleaning the room conscientiously.

The cleaning work is almost finished and Boss Chen is sweating from exhaustion.

The Lord of Hell realized that he had just been distracted!

It quickly looked in the direction of the secret compartment and found that its secret room had not been opened, so it breathed a sigh of relief.

His secret was not discovered.

The Lord of Hell was touched again, "Boss Chen, thank you for your hard work. I was distracted just now, sorry."

Chen Mu waved his hand generously, "It's okay, it's okay. I still keep the habit of sleeping. Sometimes it's very comfortable to take a nap."

Seeing Boss Chen being so considerate and doing his best to clean for him, it would be a lie for the Lord of Hell to say that he was not moved.

The Lord of Hell quickly assured:

"Boss Chen, don't worry, let me run the Hell Mall. I will definitely provide your employees with a pure weird cultural experience."

"Don't work too hard. Your salary and benefits will be based on that of the Gui Lord. I didn't give you the same salary as that of the Gui Lord because I was afraid of gossip from others. Please bear with it." Chen Mu said.