Really, who dares to be worse than me...
On the first day of college, I listened to a ghost story from my senior brother out of curiosity, and was haunted by a ghost. From then on, he sold his art and body, worked as a cow and a horse, and became the slave of this ghost.
Who the hell is so heartless, building a school to build a soul-locking formation?
All kinds of spirit bodies flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and crawling on the ground are all locked inside and unable to get out. The big boss outside was holding an iron pot and shouting: "Climb out! Let me catch you and make soup!"
I have lived for nineteen years, and this is the first time I know my body of fire.
Even so, brother, can you not have to sleep on me when you sleep? I don't want to be pressed into bed by ghosts every day.
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