Ouch What the Hell

Freshman Shao Dian was soaking socks in the laundry room when he turned around and bumped into a ghost. She is dressed in white and brocade robes, and has dark hair that reaches her waist. She looks very good-looking, but there seems to be something wrong with her brain. I don't know what to ask, and I still like to cling to myself. Since he was the only one in the four men's dormitories who could see this ghost gentleman, Shao Dian had no choice but to sign a ghost custody agreement with him, and made a three-part agreement: 1. "Brother, can you please stop standing behind me or floating on the ceiling? Ghosts are scary and scary!" 2. "Keep a proper distance between people and ghosts. Please stay away from me a little bit... Come over here later. It's quite cool. Let's sleep together tonight~" 3. "I'm possessed, can you eat less? I know you haven't eaten in thousands of years and want to eat everything, but at least you can understand my tolerance... Okay, the last one is really the last one!" Damn, this bastard can still act cute. It is said that the chance of meeting true love is smaller than seeing a ghost. Didn't he just hit it at the same time? ——— Everyone is a book. After meeting Shi Yu, Shao Dian initially thought he was from a supernatural genre, but later found out that it seemed to be fantasy, a bit suspenseful, and a bit scary, and then it became more and more out of hand: Kunlun Shrine, Changbai Secret Realm, Fengdu Ghosts, Shennong Jedi... Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, China has traveled all over. These days are getting more and more exciting as time goes by. Deep in Yunmengze, where the blue waves spread to the sky, Shao Dian rested on the bow of the boat with his arms pillowed on his head, looking at the sky full of stars. Shi Yu swallowed two ferocious tiger dragons that tried to get closer, and then floated over "weakly": "Diandian?" "Huh?" "I like you~" *Urban supernatural + team adventure, drawing on ancient mythology system, many private settings, ghosts are the attackers *Looks like a weak person who will die if exposed to the sun. Actual force value MAX attack VS hard work to make money to raise ghosts and fund the master (not) *sweet text sweet text sweet text