Didn't it mean that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, one cannot become a spirit? ! ! !
Yang Chunhua lived a whole life and died. Before closing his eyes, he stayed with his children and grandchildren. However, as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, all kinds of ghosts appeared in front of him.
Let me go, isn't that a headless ghost?!
My mother, Brother Ghost, if you have no brain, don't run around, don't come to me, ah ah ah, help!
With a plop, Yang Chunhua felt that he was afraid of falling into a pit. It was really a trap. No, it was a trap. Who is so immoral! Why? No, isn't it a trap? Why do I feel that everything is dark in front of me? I blink and look, why are these ghosts so tall? ! Are you taking hormone-enhancing hormones?
... Wait, why does it feel like I'm getting lower (╯‵□′)╯┻━┻
After a day of fright and two days of buffering, Yang Chunhua finally realized that he had changed from a person to a ghost and finally to a grass. Yes... It was a grass on his own grave. What a terrible experience it was (╥╯^╰╥)
However, Yang Chunhua discovered that this was not the worst. In addition to all kinds of ghosts, there were goblins on this grave. Just goblins. There were also Maoshan Taoist priests... And it seemed that they all had evil plans against my grass. O(╥╥)o
I want to see who can pick me off╭(╯^╰)╮
As for why a boy should be called Hemo Village by his name, don't ask, it's just because he's tired. Zaizai is also miserable. Why he's so miserable, the book will tell you~
Poor little transparent, I hope all readers will pay more attention to it, add it to your favorites, and it would also be great to leave a comment! Newbie on the road, please take care of me~
Intention: a trial work
