The global weird game is forcibly coming, hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, the national destiny is bound, and all mankind is trembling!
Others rely on talismans, magic weapons, and risking their lives to pass the level. Lin Mo took the stage wearing a long gown, shook his folding fan, and started talking about cross talk.
"Friend, please tell me first, are you a hanged ghost or a starved ghost?"
"Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, so let Duan tell you the names of the dishes to calm your nerves. If that doesn't work, I'll give you a compliment!"
When the gloomy and evil ghost was entangled until his head shut down, when the thousand-year-old evil was teased by the burden and his resentment dissipated, the whole world was dumbfounded.
Foreign contestant: "Chinese people don't respect martial ethics! Why are ghosts and monsters fascinated by cross talk?"
Lin Mo smiled slightly and picked up the microphone: "The best way to deal with evil spirits is to make them laugh!"
