I, Luo Fan, am a half-assed magic stick. As for why I call myself a magic stick, it is because I have never seen any ghosts since I was a child, but my father always taught me many strange spells and always said that I was a descendant of a certain ghost-catching master.
It wasn't until later, when I saw it with my own eyes, that I realized that maybe what my father said was true.
But who can tell me what kind of ghost is clinging to my side that cannot be driven away by all kinds of charms and magic weapons?
Luo Fan: "Su Yu, I'm going to take you in"
"You are reluctant"
Luo Fan: "I asked me to accept you"
"He doesn't dare"
Luo Fan "Go to hell"
Su Yu touched his head and didn't say anything. He just smiled a little bit.
Intention: Just sweet