After I shouted the necessary lines for this horror movie, I ran away.
Behind him was the excited Mr. Mediterranean.
"That's great. Finally, someone believes that I'm a ghost. Those rich people who come to pay their respects to their loved ones always ignore me expressionlessly. They're either holding their phones and chattering non-stop, or they're giving flowers and discussing how to effectively delay the payment of workers 'wages so that it won't be reported to the media. Aiyo, that's great. Hey, girl, don't run. Hey, stop!”
He really didn't expect that he could spit out so many words from his male duck voice.
I sighed. The voice behind me was getting closer and closer. I only felt a chill on my back. My scalp went numb and I ran even faster.
"I won't run? If I don't run, do you want me to be your scapegoat? Do you think that all the female leads in the world are idiots who are born to wait for the male lead to come and save them? Besides, I still haven't gotten rid of the trend of being single. Wow, you're still chasing me. Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so fast with such a big beer belly.”
I circled around the 20th Sunlight Graveyard desperately, my goal was to make this fatty dizzy. It would be best if he couldn't figure out the direction and fell back to his own nest.
Ten laps later.
I only feel the sky moving, the earth shaking, and the son of the mouse singing.
"Ugh!"
Finally, I couldn't help but stop. I turned around and gave a little gift to the middle-aged man who was walking towards me.
"Surprise attack, I really underestimated you!”
Uncle Mediterranean's seemingly fat body nimbly jumped backwards. This jump was three zhang away, shocking me so much that I didn't even bother wiping the unknown liquid in my mouth.
Heavens, was this still a human being?
No, he was not human to begin with.
Oh right, Sunshine Graveyard, 23rd.
Now, he could only hug his legs in desperation.
I didn't expect that I would still have to go to Sunshine Graveyard No. 23 to get that f * cking magical artifact. I wonder what kind of earth-shattering divine artifact it will be?
At this time, the long-jump Mr. Mediterranean was holding his beer belly and walking over. His fat face bloomed with an invincible smile that could kill five cockroaches. He almost knocked out the unknown object that was still shaking in my stomach.
Oh my god, the ghost is here again.
My body swayed as I raised my fingers to count where the Sunlight Graveyard was.
I didn't expect that I had spun too hard just now. My body hadn't even regained its balance, and I almost bumped into the tombstone and "died for love" with the Mediterranean uncle.
"Hey, girl, I know. Although humans and ghosts are different, our love has no boundaries!”
the middle-aged man shouted.
His short and fat body was so glaring to me.
I placed my hand on the tombstone to regain my balance. Without hesitation, I continued to count the number on my finger and ran towards number 23.
Number 23, number 23…
Tang Chao's pretentious old man, please bless me in heaven...
He had finally found Sunshine Graveyard No. 23.
Compared to other clean and tidy tombs, not only was there weeds growing here, but the dust here was thicker than my skin.
I fell silent.
This damned old ghost, why didn't he tell me that there was such a terrain here? I didn't bring a shovel to dig. Don't tell me I have to use my delicate hands?
I stretched out my delicate hand and looked lovingly at the dirty thing under the fingernail of my right middle finger.
In a certain corner of Sunshine Graveyard, a busy earthworm poked its head out and smiled at me before digging back into the ground.
Suddenly, someone patted my shoulder.
"Miss, my house is on the 20th. Why are you here?”
My delicate body trembled.
"Uncle, what charm do I have that makes you so obsessed with me?”
I tilted my mouth and turned my head to ask.
Mr. Mediterranean's body moved as he sized me up with his dirty eyes. He shook his head."Sorry, I got the wrong person."
"Is that so? Then I'll be leaving first."
I felt a burst of joy in my heart. I didn't expect this guy to be so brawny and simple-minded. If I had known earlier, I would have used this move from the beginning and wouldn't have had to work so hard.
"Actually, you are, aren't you?" Mr. Mediterranean suddenly smiled sinisterly, revealing his white teeth and the grass that was still growing with tenacious vitality.
My delicate body trembled again.
This guy's IQ was not below zero.
She didn't expect him to be so smart.
I looked at him in admiration and kept silent.
"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Aren't you looking for me?" My face darkened.
It seemed that seeing was not necessarily believing.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot. Look at my memory.”Mr. Mediterranean slapped his head, which was already leaning toward a pig's head, flat. His facial features were squeezed into a ball, and his eyes were stuck to his mouth.
"Is your brain damaged?"
I tilted my head and looked through his ear hole to see what was going on in his mind.
"It's okay. Can you help me blow it?”
"I don't think I'm free."
I really didn't have time, because I had forgotten the normal human instinct-panic.
I screamed and was about to faint.
"The cement floor is too hard. Be careful not to hit your head.”The middle-aged Mediterranean man opened his mouth with difficulty. His eyes moved when he placed them on his mouth. It was really a wonder.
I, who had almost fallen to the ground, immediately bent over and returned.
"What's the matter?" I asked calmly.
Damn it, could it be that what that old man said was true? Was my reaction to ghosts innately slow?
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