Zhou Jian screamed in fright at the face hanging upside down with its tongue hanging out.
When the upside-down ghost saw Zhou Jian's bloody face, he screamed in fright.
Shi Ling broadcast live to them from the side: "Wonderful."
[Damn it, I was scared to death. Didn’t I say that there is no ghost?Anchors are the ones in the underworld, right? They not only scare people but also scare ghosts]
[Seize bamboo shoots, scare ghosts, use magic to defeat magic]
[By the way, don’t they know what they look like?They are all half-assed, why are they still scared by the other party? 】
[Maybe they don’t look in the mirror very much?You scare everyone else, but rarely yourself? 】
[Honey, you lied to me so hard. I was watching the live broadcast while eating and suddenly I screamed in fright. The whole family thought I was sick.]
Shi Ling coughed lightly, "I just found out there was a ghost."
The live broadcast room filled the screen with: [Don’t believe it! 】
[The anchor is really good at times, right?]
The Upside Down Ghost took the initiative and glared at Zhou Jian, the car accident ghost, "Where did you come from, a lonely wild ghost, and why did you break into my house?"
Zhou Jiangui relied on the power of others: "What's your home? This is obviously Master Shi's new home. Why do you want to scare people?"
The Hanged Ghost rolled his eyes, looked at Shi Ling, and opened his mouth: "Are you a master? How can you not tell that this is a haunted house? You are a half-hearted person. You have been cheated. Please ask Chu Jiao to refund the money and check out."
Chu Jiao is the landlord.
"An acquaintance committed the crime." Shi Ling called Chu Jiao.
Chu Jiao is a college student studying in Yuncheng. His voice is a bit girly, "A haunted house? Where is the murder? Little sister, why don't you go out and ask around? There has been no murder in our area for so many years. How could it be possible?" Is it a haunted house? Sometimes you have to look for your own reasons, or maybe you saw it wrong."
Shi Ling sent him a photo of a ghost, "Would you like to come over and take a look?"
Chu Jiao, a fierce man, broke his voice: "Fuck! Why is there another one?"
【Profiteer!He knew there was a ghost, but he still sold it as an ordinary house!Anchor, sue him! 】
[To put it more broadly, it means seeking wealth and murder, attempted murder, anchor, sue him!Send him to the sewing machine! 】
Loyal fans even shouted slogans: [Send it in, send it in! 】
Shi Ling took a screenshot of the barrage in the live broadcast room and sent it to him.
Chu Jiao: "Sister, I was wrong. I immediately skipped evening classes and went over. Listen to my explanation. That ghost didn't mean any harm. He was just a troublemaker who only liked to scare people. Don't sue me. I'm just a man who owns something in the second ring road. The tenant of a building will depend on it for the rest of his life."
[What kind of family is this? You’re just a college student and you’re lying flat on your back as a landlord, shedding tears of hatred for the rich]
[Damn it, anchor, ask him about his school and student number, I will report him for skipping class]
Over there, both the Upside Down Ghost and Zhou Jian felt that the other side was too irritating and would hurt the enemy a thousand times and hurt themselves eight hundred, so they both changed back to their former lives.
At first glance, despite their pale and bluish complexion, they are all handsome young men.
When Shi Ling was on the phone with Chu Jiao, they were already chatting with each other.
"Brother, why did you die so miserably? How many times were you run over by a wheel? It looks like you could be used as dumpling stuffing."
Zhou Jian, who had just been run over four more times, felt pain as if his whole body was falling apart when he heard this word.
He looked at the Hanged Ghost with a smile on his face, "Brother, how can you extend your tongue so long? Is it convenient for heat dissipation? Did you hang yourself or were you strangled to death?"
The upside-down ghost felt pain in his neck and was furious: "Just poke the sore spot. Why do you, a ghost, attack me personally and call me a dog? Don't think I can't hear it!"
